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"Path of Sin"
Any respectable married woman would not be doing what Ginny Potter was doing right now. No, they would not be visiting old lovers and rekindling old flames. She knew it was wrong. Every ounce of her being knew that it was wrong for her to treat her loving husband like this. Yet she returned to his doorstep every Thursday evening, the day that Harry always worked late at the office.
She remembered when it started. His platinum blonde hair had been as perfect as ever, combed back and jelled until it wouldn't move. Those eyes of his sought out hers from across the table. The dinner party would have otherwise been horribly bland. It was worth going, just to see those eyes again. They were an array of colours; anything from ice blue to steely grey. It had been so long since Ginny had looked into them, she had almost forgotten the feeling he gave her. And then his lips! Oh, his glorious lips. They tingled against hers with a long forgotten passion.
Whenever she went to his house, she was sure to remove the gold band from her finger. The arguments they had after their weekly lovemaking were always of the same thing and it wasn't going to be any different on this night.
The egyptian cotton sheets were tangled around his legs as he slept. She held the blanket tightly around her body as she stood by the fireplace, the embers of the roaring fire from earlier still ablaze. Her were glued on him, though, entranced by the even rise and fall of his chest. Ginny loved these moments with him, even if they were against every rule in the book. He was so gentle with her and so peaceful while he slept, it was like seeing a side of him no one knew existed. Except for Ginny. The sheets rustled as he stirred and she knew he wouldn't be asleep for much longer. And then the fighting would begin.
"Mm… awake already?" The words startled her. She had thought he was asleep, but no. He didn't move or open his eyes. The bed moved as she crawled back onto hit, nestling herself against his warm body. His arms wrapped around her instinctively.
"Ginny…"
"Draco, don't start. Not tonight, please." Her body stiffened against his and he tightened his grip on her.
"Is it so wrong for me to want you all to myself? Is it wrong for me to be jealous of that bastard? He doesn't deserve you, Gin." He pressed a soft kiss to the top of her head, his voice calm and steady. "I love you." She was sitting up again, her shoulders hunched. "Ginny, please… you can't stay with him."
"I have to!" The sharpness in her tone hurt him, but he disguised that well and sat up to rub her shoulders.
"You don't have to."
It was all so tempting. To divorce her husband who has never done any wrong and live a happy, wonderful life with Draco. But she couldn't. Draco, wonderful as he may be with her, was the bad boy she always wanted. The one she never needed. She shook her head and stood, gathering her clothes. "I have to go."
But she always came back.
FIN
Soooo, what do you think? The chapters are going to be about this length for the most part. I think I'll throw in several longer ones. Review please!
