Ginny opened her eyes, only to see a large group of house elves cleaning her room. She jumped up, startled. "Draco Malfoy!" she shouted, pulling her blanket up to her neck.
The door swung open and he walked in, suddenly realizing what the problem was. He rolled his eyes. "Everybody out!"
They all scuttled from the room, save Minnie. "But Master Malfoy...I thought you wanted us to clean everything!"
Malfoy sighed and patted her small head. "In the future, please be sure that everyone in the room you're cleaning is awake okay? Better yet, don't clean if there's someone in the room. Alrighty then?"
It wasn't until everyone was gone that Malfoy realized that Ginny was in a bra, and only a bra. He licked his lips and allowed his eyes to trail from her pale freckled shoulders, down her arms and to the blanket that covered everything he really wanted to see. He didn't realize his mouth was slightly open until Ginny stood and took a few steps toward him.
"You're drooling," she said with a smirk, gently touching his chin and pulling his mouth shut. She tugged at the tiny bottoms that she was wearing. She rubbed her nose into his cheek and whispered. "It's a bathing suit you perv." She gave his ear a gentle nip and then pushed him onto the bed, walking into the bathroom to get dressed.
Malfoy gently touched his cheek and shook his head. "Damnedable girl..." He leaned back against the pillow and watched her walk out of the room. "We're going to my parents' house for dinner tonight. Wear something attractive."
Ginny stepped from her bathroom in a light pink short dress and matching hat. She winked and spun. "How's this?"
Draco took a few steps toward her and tugged her toward him by the waves of her skirt. "Maybe something a little less attractive." He shoved his face in her neck and breathed. "You know you're going to be my wife soon enough so..." He pressed a few soft kisses along her freckled skin.
Ginny blushed and pulled away. "Maybe a longer dress?" she said, slipping back into her bathroom. He had just kissed her, and made a sexual suggestion. Sure she had a little experience with guys and she'd lost her virginity her fourth year but... She shivered and looked into the mirror.
Draco rolled his eyes and in a very juvenile act, crossed her arms in a huff. Stupid girl! Nobody really made it a habit to say no to him so now it was very frustrating to hear from a girl who should be kissing his feet! She wasn't attractive before he'd taken her in and bought her all the nice clothes!
Although..It's hard to fabricate a face... She was attractive in her own ways. Those freckled cheeks and those brown eyes...
Wait, brown eyes? Draco was suddenly aware of the fact that every time he had seen her, her eyes were a different color.
"Virginia!" he shouted at the bathroom door.
She opened the door and looked at him, a towel wrapped lightly around her body. "What?" she asked, one eyebrow raised.
He was distracted for a second, but soon regained his composure.
"Why are your eyes always different?" he asked, leaning in to tilt her chin up.
Ginny giggled and licked her lips. "They do that depending on my mood. Right now I'm very calm. They should be brown. Are they?" She fluttered her eyelashes sweetly in his direction.
He felt his eyes widen and he pushed her back in the bathroom. "Yeah they're brown. Go back in there."
Ginny giggled and allowed her towel to slide down a little, giving him a view of her pale back.
Draco sat on her bed and put his hand over his forehead. Why was she so tempting to him all of the sudden? He could hardly control himself...
Ginny came out of the bathroom in a floral dress that came close to her ankles, and spun in a circle. "This one too old lady like?" she asked, pouting slightly to him.
He shook his head and licked his lips. "I think you look..." He actually stuttered at that point. "M-my mother will like it."
Ginny shrugged. "Alright..." She sat at her vanity and reached for a very sweet smelling lotion, rubbing it on her arms. "Do me a favor?" she asked, handing him the lotion.
He raised one eyebrow, then felt his heart pound as she pulled her hair from her shoulders, revealing a bare back.
"I have a sensitive back," she said in a very soft, vulnerable tone.
He sighed and began rubbing the glittery lotion over her back. "Great... Now I smell like a fruit..."
"Strawberry," she said, tilting her head back to look at him. "It smells nice. Everyone will just assume that you were touching me." She giggled.
He took a deep breath. "Yeah that's what they'll assume."
He put the bottle down and took her hand, helping her to her feet. "I'm going to go get ready. I'll meet you in the lobby in a half hour, hear me?" he asked, looking down at her as though she was a small child.
She nodded and blushed as he leaned down to kiss her forehead.
A/N The picture in the other chapter no longer works, so here it is lol.
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