"Can't get enough of you"
By: Me
Summary: (D/G mainly, Hm/R on side.) After the first fight (which consisted of Draco getting pelted in the head with paper), Draco can't seem to get enough of Ginny's temper. He goes out of his way to provoke her, and they end up fighting. After getting caught they are forced to serve detention. together
Authors note: HI!!! I'M ADDING A LOT OF STUFF TO THIS CHAPTER SO DEFINITELY RE-READ IT IF IT ISN'T YOUR FIRST TIME LOOKING AT IT!!!
Disclaimer: Air Supply owns the song "Making love out of nothing at all" and J.K Rowling owns the people *sniffle*
Chapter four: Roses, Jealousy, Burning Letters and Ron in a giggle fit
~**~And I know the night is fading
And I know the time's gonna fly
And I'm never gonna tell you
Everything I gotta tell you
But I know I gotta give it a try~**~
~*~
Ron paced the common room like a caged tiger. Harry sat down in a chair before him, nursing a coffee he had gotten from the House Elves. He hadn't expected the sight of Ginny under Draco, even in innocence to drive him to the edge so quickly. "Jealousy's a bitch," he though sighing suddenly. Of course, he had dragged Ron off before Malfoy got the piss beat out of him.
"Huh?" Ron asked, stopping his pacing.
Harry's head jerked up upon hearing his voice. "Huh?" he asked, almost mimicking Ron by accident.
"Did you just say 'Jealousy's a bitch'?" Ron asked, pinning Harry with his gaze.
"Oh... Yeah, I was thinking out loud, I guess." Harry said, his eyes drifting to the floor.
"My god," Ron laughed. "That's funny."
"What's funny?" he asked, jerking his head up.
"The idea of you being jealous of Malfoy," he tried to get out, but it was interlaced with very unmanly giggles. "Or wait, were you jealous of Ginny?"
Harry's eyes drew to slits, and he glared over at his best friend. "Shut up! I'm not a puff," he muttered, looking at the ground.
"Right, sure you aren't," Ron winked over at him, and Harry burst out laughing.
"You stupid git," Harry rolled his eyes. "I'm going to bed. See you and Mione at breakfast?"
Ron grinned. "Sure. I'll make sure to tell Gin that you want all the details of what it was like to be under Malfoy."
"Shut up!"
~*~
Malfoy cursed under his breath, and looked around in the darkness. He closed his eyes, remembering the contained, murderous glare in Potter's eyes. His inside's had practically frozen! And Weasel! Well, if Weasley had been actually awake, it would have been much more menacing. He smirked, and ran a hand through his hair, before tenderly touching the bruise that had formed on his cheek.
Draco's mind wandered and thought of the young women who had slapped him a few hours ago. Well, he smirked. She hardly counted as a woman.
["Yeah right,"] his brain scoffed. ["And I'm Madonna!"]
"Then you better get up and start dancing," he muttered to himself.
["Oh, sure. I am your mind, I knew exactly what you were thinking the moment you fell on her!]
"And that was what?"
The little man in his brain sniggered. ["Your hormones were going crazy up here! Every one up here wanted you to snog the girl senseless! And you know you would have if it hadn't been for that silly curse!]
"Snog that mutt? C'mon! You have seriously got to be kidding me!"
["No way. We all think she's the cure that we've been looking for."]
"Cure for what?" he demanded.
["You're horridness maybe. Not sure really, but Hearty thinks she'll do you a world of good."]
"Hearty? Who the hell is hearty?"
["C'mon! Don't be stupid! She's your heart. Duh."]
"So my heart's female."
["Yeah."]
Draco stayed silent and there was an awkward pause for a moment.
The little man in his brain whistled the theme to M*A*S*H*.
"Why am I even talking to you??" Draco demanded.
["Because. because. Because you said something stupid and we decided to correct you!]
"I am not stupid."
["Yes you are. Because the smart thing to do would be to write her and apologize. You are way too much of a Wussy to do that though.]
Draco stayed silent and marched over to the other side of the common room and picked up a few pieces of partchment and wrote something down.
"I'm Sorry."
["Oh she'll never accept that apology."]
He wrote something on another piece of partchment.
"Look Weasley, I know this may come as a shock to you, but I'm sorry. From Draco."
["What you said was really out of line. Maybe you should be a bit nicer?"]
He sighed and wrote another note, trying his best not to get angry. He wrote note after note with the little man criticizing each.
["That's better. Maybe she'll accept that one. She's such a sweet girl!"]
Draco sneered. Yeah right. She was a little brat! And she knew it too! The man inside of his head groaned as he knew what would come out in the next letter.
"Look, you little brat. Here I am, apologizing to you, and you won't even accept it! It's exactly what I should have expected from you."
"I'll just send all of these stupid letters, and *she* can choose the nice apology, alright?" He stood up and went into the dormitory's trying to fall asleep.
~*~
Ginny looked over at her brother for the fourth time in the last fifteen minutes. He was laughing really hard, and trying to eat some porridge at the same time. "Are you insane?" she asked him, leaning over.
The owls flew in at that exact moment, and Ron tried to stop laughing. "Shut it, you great prat," Harry mumbled, looking down at his toast. Ginny looked over at Harry, then back to her brother, and finally down into her porridge where a letter had fallen. She picked it up carefully and read her name wrote in green ink.
She opened it, and it read. "I'm sorry."
She rolled her eyes, and crumpled it into a ball and set it next to her food.
She resumed eating.
"So who was that from?" Hermione asked Ginny, while looking at Ron. Hermione sighed and shook her head.
Ginny grinned slightly, and leaned over at her, and coughed something that sounded remarkably like the word "Hopeless".
Ron heard his little sister, and stopped laughing and looked over at her. "Wha?" he asked, a bit of food in his mouth.
A blush started to stain Hermione's cheeks and Ginny looked up at the ceiling, watching the owls deliver their mail. "Nothing."
She started to look back over to a beat red Harry and Hermione and a confused older brother. What she was not expecting was another letter to drop in front of her, with her name on the front, scrawled in the same green ink.
She opened it, and read it quickly.
"Look Weasley, this, I know, is a coming as a shock. But I'm sorry. From, Draco."
She sighed, and crumpled the paper, shooing away the owl and dumped it unceremoniously next to its partner letter on the table.
~*~
Draco watched her actions and after the fourth apology letter was crumpled and placed with the rest, he stood and walked out of the Great Hall. He walked a little while out onto the grounds and finally found what he was looking for; an ant hill.
He pointed his wand in the general direction of the greenhouse and called, "Accio Rose!"
~*~
Everyone watched as yet *another* owl flew threw the opening and dropped a letter in front of Ginny. She opened it, and scanned it quickly, before jumping up out of her seat.
The letter read, "Look, you little brat. Here I am, apologizing to you, and you won't even accept it! It's exactly what I should have expected from you."
She heard someone enter the common room, and she turned to see Malfoy hiding something in his robes. Ron elbowed Harry in the ribs and cracked up laughing again.
She glared at Malfoy and then down at the letters, and took out her wand, muttering "Incendio." The letters all burst into flame and burned quickly and loudly in the center of the Gryffindor table. Ron's laughing stopped abruptly, and Harry jumped up to follow Ginny as she stormed out of the common room. He sat back down though and watched Hermione douse the fire out with pumpkin juice.
"And I always thought that stuff was flammable," Ron grinned over at Hermione.
~*~
"That stupid git. Like I would ever accept his apology," she spat, glaring ahead of her. Someone grabbed her arm and twirled her around.
"Look. I'm sorry, ok? I stepped out of line last night, and I'm sorry," Malfoy muttered, looking at his feet.
Ginny's eyes softened. "Why should I believe you?" she asked him.
"You shouldn't, in all actuality," Malfoy started, taking a step toward her, making her step back. "I've been a complete git to you and I definitely don't deserve your forgiveness."
Ginny felt her heart melt as she saw him look up into her eyes. "I got you this rose," he muttered, handing her a rose and he walked off quickly.
She reached behind her for a wall to brace herself against. Was that really Malfoy? She brought the rose to her nose and sniffed it. "Wonderful," she murmured, smiling. Then she felt something tickle her nose, and she screamed.
Ginny ripped the rose away from her face and brushed the ant off her nose. She stared down into the rose and her eyes narrowed into slits. Malfoy had plucked away all the center petals and filled it with ants. "Malfoy!!" she screamed and threw the rose to the ground stomping on it.
Malfoy smirked and strutted his way down the hall, back into the Great Hall to snag some toast before his first class. He didn't expect to run headlong into Potter. He also wasn't expecting him to grab his shirt front and run him into a wall.
"Look you evil ferret. What you said to Gin last night was hurtful and cruel. I don't think you've gotten that through your skull. You're lucky I didn't break your pretty boy face last night, and you'll be thank full that I don't do it anytime in the near future. Stay away from Ginny. She doesn't need to be hurt by you."
Draco shoved Harry away from him, and fixed his robe. "Touchy touchy Scarhead. Who knew you'd be the jealous type? Just so you know, while you were off screwing the mudblood, she was groaning my name under her." A sneer was placed on his face, and she walked away as a silent fury filled the young Potter.
~*~
TBC
Authoress's note: Guys, I know it's *still* TERRIBLY short, but you guys have to deal. But I did write an extra scene with the man in his head.. *grin* Dunno where it all came from.. But anyways, Please review!
By: Me
Summary: (D/G mainly, Hm/R on side.) After the first fight (which consisted of Draco getting pelted in the head with paper), Draco can't seem to get enough of Ginny's temper. He goes out of his way to provoke her, and they end up fighting. After getting caught they are forced to serve detention. together
Authors note: HI!!! I'M ADDING A LOT OF STUFF TO THIS CHAPTER SO DEFINITELY RE-READ IT IF IT ISN'T YOUR FIRST TIME LOOKING AT IT!!!
Disclaimer: Air Supply owns the song "Making love out of nothing at all" and J.K Rowling owns the people *sniffle*
Chapter four: Roses, Jealousy, Burning Letters and Ron in a giggle fit
~**~And I know the night is fading
And I know the time's gonna fly
And I'm never gonna tell you
Everything I gotta tell you
But I know I gotta give it a try~**~
~*~
Ron paced the common room like a caged tiger. Harry sat down in a chair before him, nursing a coffee he had gotten from the House Elves. He hadn't expected the sight of Ginny under Draco, even in innocence to drive him to the edge so quickly. "Jealousy's a bitch," he though sighing suddenly. Of course, he had dragged Ron off before Malfoy got the piss beat out of him.
"Huh?" Ron asked, stopping his pacing.
Harry's head jerked up upon hearing his voice. "Huh?" he asked, almost mimicking Ron by accident.
"Did you just say 'Jealousy's a bitch'?" Ron asked, pinning Harry with his gaze.
"Oh... Yeah, I was thinking out loud, I guess." Harry said, his eyes drifting to the floor.
"My god," Ron laughed. "That's funny."
"What's funny?" he asked, jerking his head up.
"The idea of you being jealous of Malfoy," he tried to get out, but it was interlaced with very unmanly giggles. "Or wait, were you jealous of Ginny?"
Harry's eyes drew to slits, and he glared over at his best friend. "Shut up! I'm not a puff," he muttered, looking at the ground.
"Right, sure you aren't," Ron winked over at him, and Harry burst out laughing.
"You stupid git," Harry rolled his eyes. "I'm going to bed. See you and Mione at breakfast?"
Ron grinned. "Sure. I'll make sure to tell Gin that you want all the details of what it was like to be under Malfoy."
"Shut up!"
~*~
Malfoy cursed under his breath, and looked around in the darkness. He closed his eyes, remembering the contained, murderous glare in Potter's eyes. His inside's had practically frozen! And Weasel! Well, if Weasley had been actually awake, it would have been much more menacing. He smirked, and ran a hand through his hair, before tenderly touching the bruise that had formed on his cheek.
Draco's mind wandered and thought of the young women who had slapped him a few hours ago. Well, he smirked. She hardly counted as a woman.
["Yeah right,"] his brain scoffed. ["And I'm Madonna!"]
"Then you better get up and start dancing," he muttered to himself.
["Oh, sure. I am your mind, I knew exactly what you were thinking the moment you fell on her!]
"And that was what?"
The little man in his brain sniggered. ["Your hormones were going crazy up here! Every one up here wanted you to snog the girl senseless! And you know you would have if it hadn't been for that silly curse!]
"Snog that mutt? C'mon! You have seriously got to be kidding me!"
["No way. We all think she's the cure that we've been looking for."]
"Cure for what?" he demanded.
["You're horridness maybe. Not sure really, but Hearty thinks she'll do you a world of good."]
"Hearty? Who the hell is hearty?"
["C'mon! Don't be stupid! She's your heart. Duh."]
"So my heart's female."
["Yeah."]
Draco stayed silent and there was an awkward pause for a moment.
The little man in his brain whistled the theme to M*A*S*H*.
"Why am I even talking to you??" Draco demanded.
["Because. because. Because you said something stupid and we decided to correct you!]
"I am not stupid."
["Yes you are. Because the smart thing to do would be to write her and apologize. You are way too much of a Wussy to do that though.]
Draco stayed silent and marched over to the other side of the common room and picked up a few pieces of partchment and wrote something down.
"I'm Sorry."
["Oh she'll never accept that apology."]
He wrote something on another piece of partchment.
"Look Weasley, I know this may come as a shock to you, but I'm sorry. From Draco."
["What you said was really out of line. Maybe you should be a bit nicer?"]
He sighed and wrote another note, trying his best not to get angry. He wrote note after note with the little man criticizing each.
["That's better. Maybe she'll accept that one. She's such a sweet girl!"]
Draco sneered. Yeah right. She was a little brat! And she knew it too! The man inside of his head groaned as he knew what would come out in the next letter.
"Look, you little brat. Here I am, apologizing to you, and you won't even accept it! It's exactly what I should have expected from you."
"I'll just send all of these stupid letters, and *she* can choose the nice apology, alright?" He stood up and went into the dormitory's trying to fall asleep.
~*~
Ginny looked over at her brother for the fourth time in the last fifteen minutes. He was laughing really hard, and trying to eat some porridge at the same time. "Are you insane?" she asked him, leaning over.
The owls flew in at that exact moment, and Ron tried to stop laughing. "Shut it, you great prat," Harry mumbled, looking down at his toast. Ginny looked over at Harry, then back to her brother, and finally down into her porridge where a letter had fallen. She picked it up carefully and read her name wrote in green ink.
She opened it, and it read. "I'm sorry."
She rolled her eyes, and crumpled it into a ball and set it next to her food.
She resumed eating.
"So who was that from?" Hermione asked Ginny, while looking at Ron. Hermione sighed and shook her head.
Ginny grinned slightly, and leaned over at her, and coughed something that sounded remarkably like the word "Hopeless".
Ron heard his little sister, and stopped laughing and looked over at her. "Wha?" he asked, a bit of food in his mouth.
A blush started to stain Hermione's cheeks and Ginny looked up at the ceiling, watching the owls deliver their mail. "Nothing."
She started to look back over to a beat red Harry and Hermione and a confused older brother. What she was not expecting was another letter to drop in front of her, with her name on the front, scrawled in the same green ink.
She opened it, and read it quickly.
"Look Weasley, this, I know, is a coming as a shock. But I'm sorry. From, Draco."
She sighed, and crumpled the paper, shooing away the owl and dumped it unceremoniously next to its partner letter on the table.
~*~
Draco watched her actions and after the fourth apology letter was crumpled and placed with the rest, he stood and walked out of the Great Hall. He walked a little while out onto the grounds and finally found what he was looking for; an ant hill.
He pointed his wand in the general direction of the greenhouse and called, "Accio Rose!"
~*~
Everyone watched as yet *another* owl flew threw the opening and dropped a letter in front of Ginny. She opened it, and scanned it quickly, before jumping up out of her seat.
The letter read, "Look, you little brat. Here I am, apologizing to you, and you won't even accept it! It's exactly what I should have expected from you."
She heard someone enter the common room, and she turned to see Malfoy hiding something in his robes. Ron elbowed Harry in the ribs and cracked up laughing again.
She glared at Malfoy and then down at the letters, and took out her wand, muttering "Incendio." The letters all burst into flame and burned quickly and loudly in the center of the Gryffindor table. Ron's laughing stopped abruptly, and Harry jumped up to follow Ginny as she stormed out of the common room. He sat back down though and watched Hermione douse the fire out with pumpkin juice.
"And I always thought that stuff was flammable," Ron grinned over at Hermione.
~*~
"That stupid git. Like I would ever accept his apology," she spat, glaring ahead of her. Someone grabbed her arm and twirled her around.
"Look. I'm sorry, ok? I stepped out of line last night, and I'm sorry," Malfoy muttered, looking at his feet.
Ginny's eyes softened. "Why should I believe you?" she asked him.
"You shouldn't, in all actuality," Malfoy started, taking a step toward her, making her step back. "I've been a complete git to you and I definitely don't deserve your forgiveness."
Ginny felt her heart melt as she saw him look up into her eyes. "I got you this rose," he muttered, handing her a rose and he walked off quickly.
She reached behind her for a wall to brace herself against. Was that really Malfoy? She brought the rose to her nose and sniffed it. "Wonderful," she murmured, smiling. Then she felt something tickle her nose, and she screamed.
Ginny ripped the rose away from her face and brushed the ant off her nose. She stared down into the rose and her eyes narrowed into slits. Malfoy had plucked away all the center petals and filled it with ants. "Malfoy!!" she screamed and threw the rose to the ground stomping on it.
Malfoy smirked and strutted his way down the hall, back into the Great Hall to snag some toast before his first class. He didn't expect to run headlong into Potter. He also wasn't expecting him to grab his shirt front and run him into a wall.
"Look you evil ferret. What you said to Gin last night was hurtful and cruel. I don't think you've gotten that through your skull. You're lucky I didn't break your pretty boy face last night, and you'll be thank full that I don't do it anytime in the near future. Stay away from Ginny. She doesn't need to be hurt by you."
Draco shoved Harry away from him, and fixed his robe. "Touchy touchy Scarhead. Who knew you'd be the jealous type? Just so you know, while you were off screwing the mudblood, she was groaning my name under her." A sneer was placed on his face, and she walked away as a silent fury filled the young Potter.
~*~
TBC
Authoress's note: Guys, I know it's *still* TERRIBLY short, but you guys have to deal. But I did write an extra scene with the man in his head.. *grin* Dunno where it all came from.. But anyways, Please review!