Romance and Revelations
Chapter 4: Things Start to Heat Up
Ginny heard the clocks chime. She'd been lying awake for sometime going over the previous evening's encounter. It still felt unreal, only the scraped skin on her shin and her messy hair convinced her that it hadn't all been a dream.
"Unless I hit my head and imagined it all," she thought. She saw the writing on the back of her hand, reminding her of where to meet Draco. That was all the proof she needed. She was on the verge of fixing the cuts on her leg, but decided to keep them, to remind her that it was real. Her hair was fixed with the flick of her wand.
She looked at the sheet of parchment that served as her diary; she refused to use a book after the incident in her first year. She didn't have too much work to do that evening. Perhaps she would try to get the charms essay done at lunch. She only needed another four or five inches. Still it was boring stuff.
She picked out one of her prettier bras. Perhaps Draco would see it, or perhaps she'd make him wait. She smiled at that mental image. She put on a different skirt, but kept the same boots as yesterday, she only had one good pair. She hoped that her new family would give her a little spending money. She put her robe on over her, it looked like it was cold outside. There was a definite frost on the grass leading to the forest.
"Where did you disappear off to last night?" asked Vanessa. She was sitting next to Ginny in the Great Hall for lunch. "The others were back way before you."
"Oh, I bumped into a few Slytherins that needed to be taught some manners," she replied. "Why, what were you up to?" She asked, quickly moving the conversation on. She would tell Vanessa soon, but not until she was sure it wasn't a cruel joke by Draco.
"Oh, I was just struggling with the herbology work. You seem to have got a lot better at everything recently." Vanessa replied. "Are you free tonight, I'm in the mood for a bit of a girls' night in."
"Errmm..." said Ginny trying to be as non committal as possible.
"Oh what better things have you got to?" Vanessa snatched Ginny's parchment and read it. "Oh like this will take you long. Come on, it's not like you've got a date or something is it?"
"Course not," Ginny said quickly...too quickly.
"Have you?" Asked Vanessa, shocked.
"Maybe, but I don't know whether it will work out. I'm not saying who it is." She replied. "Besides, I don't think you will know him."
"Go on, please tell me, if I don't know him, what harm can it do?" Vanessa pleaded.
"If you do though, you could do a lot. You know how quickly things spread around here," said Ginny.
Vanessa nodded knowledgably, the rumour about her making out with a drunk fourth year Hufflepuff had dogged her for months last year.
"Fair enough," she replied at last, "but if this gets serious, please tell me."
"Agreed," replied Ginny. She made her excuses and left, not wanting Vanessa to remember the rumour about her new family. Besides she had an essay to finish.
The work done, she went off to transfiguration. It was with the Ravenclaws, who at least seemed to be a bit more proficient than the Hufflepuffs.
She was a little disappointed that it wasn't with Slytherin, but then again, she thought, it would be difficult to make eyes at Draco without anyone else noticing. Even if Goyle had been told not to attack her, there was always a risk from Crabbe. Then again you could tell those two something twenty times and it still wouldn't stick.
The rest of the afternoon consisted of staring at the bell she had transformed from a bat. The room was very loud, with some of the bells emitting high pitched squeaks, and some flying around, ringing as they hit something. On the plus side, McGonagal was far too busy to notice her sitting back in her chair. She got started on the essay she had been set. She planned to spend as little of her evenings working as possible.
She had dinner with the rest of the Gryffindors and made her excuses to her friends. Vanessa gave her a wink and whispered;
"Take care now, don't do anything I wouldn't."
That didn't leave much she couldn't do, Vanessa had always been a bit adventurous, although Ginny doubted if she had lost her virginity.
"I'll be good," she replied quietly, before walking off. She made for the library first, and then when she was sure no one was following she found the statue of Cornelius the Clumsy and waited. Draco turned up a minute or so early.
"Been here long?" Draco asked. He seemed very happy to see her again.
"Not long," she replied, although she had been there for at least ten minutes. She was never late if she could avoid it. Draco kissed her gently on the lips, and after checking both directions that they weren't followed, lifted the corner of a tapestry. On her exit the night before, Ginny hadn't had the time to look at the walls. She saw they were decorated with the pictures and portraits of hundreds of young men, all of whom were wearing their prefect badges. Draco opened the door at the end of the passage with a small silver key and strode into his room.
They both sat on the bed side by side, turning to face one another, they leant towards each other. Ginny took control, holding the back of Draco's head, slowly bringing their lips together. She felt his tongue delicately lick her lips, and pass through, caressing the tip of her tongue. She brought her tongue into his mouth and allowed it to stroke the roof of his mouth.
After a short while, they withdrew, both smiling.
"Draco, why did you save me last night?" She asked. The question had been flitting in her mind all day. "A week ago, you thought I was just some poor, blood traitor." It was true, he had always looked down on the Weasleys as though he might catch some sort of horrible disease from them.
"I don't know, you're very hot." He replied.
"Ugh, typical guy," she thought.
"But there's more to you than that. You're clever, pure blooded, an amazing witch. You can hold a conversation with me, and you're not afraid of me, which is more than anyone in Slytherin." He said. "Do you have any idea how tedious it is for me to see all the girls only like me because my Dad's important or because they know they have to?"
"But I'm still a Gryffindor, the hat could see past my disguise I have no doubt," she returned, hoping that he wouldn't kick her out.
"I know, I've been thinking about that. But most of your ideals are going to have been taught to you by the Weasleys." He was doing his best not to look disgusted when he said Weasley. "Either way, as long as you are a Zabini, I don't care, I like you, regardless of who you were."
"Thank you," she said. She was relieved, all her worries had been for nothing. She leaned in toward him. The kissed deeply and passionately, his tongue dancing on hers, her senses were going wild. She felt his hands drop down her back, finding the lump caused by her bra strap. She pulled back, and Draco looked embarrassed. She took her jumper off, she was wearing a low cut top. She saw his eyes dart downwards briefly and giggled.
"Would you like me to take my top off?" she asked, watching his reaction. Draco looked slightly taken aback, then he smiled. She took it off, leaving only her bra. He needed no prompting and carefully undid the fastening, his fingers gently ran down from her shoulders, towards her breasts, stroking the nipples until they stood hard.
He removed his shirt and she put her arms around him, feeling the muscles beneath the skin. They embraced, Ginny felt her breasts squashed against Draco's chest. She kissed him, tongue darting between his lips, brushing his tongue. She leant backward onto the bed, allowing him on top of her, she felt his weight on top of her, and his kisses made all her thoughts and worries irrelevant.
They talked at length that evening about anything and everything. At last she checked her watch. It was nearly half past midnight, and much as she liked Draco, there was no way she was spending the night with him, at least not yet. Before she left Draco asked;
"What are you up to over Christmas?"
"I don't know, normally I would stay here or go home to the Weasleys', but I'm not sure that they would be too happy to see me. I assume that Mrs. Zabini will at some stage want to see her estranged daughter!" she said.
"If you're free at some stage, I would like you to visit me," he said. "I will have to clear that with my father, but I doubt he will have a problem if I tell him of your true heritage."
"Go ahead," she said. It was likely to be known to Mr Malfoy already, she thought. "I would be delighted to drop by. Shall I see you tomorrow same time?"
"If that is a good time for you, I'd love to see you." He replied.
They kissed deeply again. Ginny pulled her top back on, and quietly crept back up to the Gryffindor common room. There were a few people clustered by the fire, no one noticed her come back in. Vanessa had clearly gone off to bed. Ginny yawned and climbed the staircase to the girl's dorm.
TBC
A/N: So I've finished the next chapter! Things are finally heating up. But don't worry, I've got lots more planned. I think maybe next chapter we'll see Blaise again, and maybe the Golden Trio, but I'm not sure yet so I'm not making any promises. See you soon and don't forget to check out my other story! Please R and R.