Chapter 6 – Savage

He was pacing in front of the door when he heard a crashing sound from around the corner. He peered and saw Ginny, sprawled on the floor, her books scattered everywhere. He laughed softly to himself and knelt down beside her. "You didn't have to run here that fast you know. Here," he said, taking her hand and helping her up. "What did you trip over anyway?" he asked, looking down the bare corridor.

Ginny's brown eyes widened and Draco watched a tiny blush creep onto her pale cheeks. She stared into his face. "I tend to trip over my own feet when I'm in a hurry."

"I noticed."

"That's not very nice, Malfoy," she said.

"What happened to Draco?" he smiled slightly. He closed the gap between them and Ginny thought he was going to kiss her. When he didn't she frowned. Instead, he pulled a tiny box from his cloak and whispered, "Happy Christmas, Gin."

She gasped. "Oh! I almost forgot." It was true. With all of her excitement after receiving Draco's note this morning to meet him, she had completely neglected the fact that today was Christmas. Smiling, she handed him a quill. "I'm sorry. This is all I could afford."

He smiled tiredly and kissed her cheek gently. "Open mine now," he whispered.

Ginny blinked as she lifted the box's lid; inside was a ring in the form of two hands clasping a crowned heart. "It's beautiful," she muttered. "I've seen this before. My mother has one."

"It's a friendship ring – something I'd like to have with you, if you'll let me." He said sheepishly.

Ginny nodded. "Is this the only reason you wanted to meet with me?"

Draco shook his head. "There's something else," he said, grabbing her hand and pulling her down the corridor and to the entrance hall. He stopped walking and told her to turn around. As she did she saw the grounds outside, covered in thick, white snow, and it continued to fall as students came in, cleaned off, and went into the Great Hall for lunch. Draco, meanwhile, flicked his wand and transfigured Ginny's cloak into a black jacket. "You can keep that – it looks good on you."

Ginny beamed. "Why are we going outside?"

He grinned again; very mischievous Ginny concluded as he pulled her against him, and with another swift flick of hid wand, they vanished into thin air. Ginny felt a rushing sensation start in her ears and as she opened her mouth to scream, she felt her body hit the ground. She lay there, motionless, before getting up and glaring. "What was that?" she snarled as she brushed the snow from her hair. She hadn't expected the Apparating to hurt that much. "You could have gotten me ki—ooh." Draco remained silent as Ginny looked about. They were in front of a beautiful mansion.

"Ginny Weasley," he said softly, "I welcome you to Malfoy Manor."

Ginny stared at him, feeling her face heat up, and feeling very bad for yelling at him. "Oh, Draco, I'm sorry I yelled! I hope I didn't wake up your mother."

Draco was reaching for the doorknob when she said the last part. "Not unless you can wake the dead," he whispered, pushing the door open. It spilled right into a little space where the stairs, dining hall, and living room resided. Ginny watched him walk slowly, and she followed behind him quickly, not wanting to be left alone in the hall. He entered the kitchens and shouted, "Millie!" which caused Ginny to jump.

There was a pop and a house-elf appeared, her large eyes watery. "Yes, Master?" she squeaked.

"Millie, this is Ginny," Draco informed the elf. "See to it that she has everything she needs and bring her upstairs."

"This way, Miss Ginny," Millie said tugging on one of her ears. She led Ginny upstairs into a large bedchamber. "Miss is very pretty…too pretty for the young Master, Millie thinks."

"Draco's very charming, I assure you," Ginny smiled. "I'll be all right. You can go and tell him that."

"Does Miss Ginny want some tea? It's cold outside."

"I'm fine, Millie. Thank you!" Ginny called to the elf as she disappeared.

Ginny turned to examine the room thoroughly; there was a large bed in the center, silk green sheets, and two bedside tables. The wallpaper was the same color as the sheets, and there was a writing desk in the corner, a bathroom close to the door, and a wardrobe on the left side of the room.

"Is everything to your liking?" Draco asked from the open doorway.

Ginny was startled but sobered quickly. "It's lovely, thank you," she smiled.

Draco stepped into the room fully and touched her cheek. "I thought you'd like it. You can stay here for as long as you want. When school ends, you can spend your summer here. That is if you want to."

Ginny smiled. "That would be nice."

He leaned down and kissed her hungrily, savagely, his hands fisting in her hair. She placed a hand around his waist and yanked him closer as her mouth twitched against his. His kisses made her dizzy with want. He licked her lower lip, pressing her back onto the mattress, his fingers nervously undoing her jacket, then her blouse.

Ginny's eyes flew open immediately.

She opened her eyes slowly, catching the intense sharpness in his own. She grabbed his arms to pull him off and he slammed into her, and she knew her body would break at the force of his thrust if he didn't kill her in the next few seconds. He pulled out of her and spit into her face. "You're not even worth this, Weasley."

She pressed her hands against his chest and used to legs to kick him off.

Ginny pulled out her wand and aimed it at him. "Get away from me…"

Draco who was standing by the wall where he staggered to looked at her. "I'm not him, Ginny. I won't hurt you."

"You will, if I let you in, you'll hurt me more than he did."

She Disapparated before he could utter another word.