Romance and Revelations
Chapter 5: A Brother's Approval?
Ginny woke early and went for a long shower. She needed time alone to think about how to tell Vanessa. She deserved to know the truth, the rest of the house would find out in due course, but she needed to tell her friends beforehand.
She stepped under the hot water. She thought about how best to break the news. It was probably best to lead with the Zabini issue. After that, the whole "I'm going out with Draco Malfoy," would probably seem a bit less important. Stepping out, wrapping herself in towel, she sat down on her bed, summoning up the courage to tell Vanessa.
She got dressed, watching for Vanessa to wake up. She waited in the common room, it would be virtually empty in the morning, and she wanted the privacy that would afford her. Finally Vanessa came down the stairs, Ginny had been pacing up and down by the fire. They had a short while until breakfast.
"Vanessa, I need to talk to you," she said before Vanessa could leave.
"Sure, that's what friends are for, what do you need?" the other replied.
"I've got some quite big news..." Ginny tailed off. "Ermm, not really sure how to say this, but I'm not a Weasley."
Vanessa looked a little taken aback, but her expression changed immediately.
"That explains what Ron was talking about."
It was Ginny's turn to look confused.
"He was talking yesterday evening about a message from his mother. I only heard about half the conversation, but he was saying that "sixteen years and she only tells me now," I guess that Ron knows about this," Vanessa explained.
"Well, it's true, I'm apparently a Zabini, and placed under the Weasley's protection against one of my late father's family revenge."
"A Zabini!" Exclaimed Vanessa, Ginny shushed her. "But I thought they were pretty much as Slytherin as they came."
"Oh thanks Vanessa," Ginny replied.
"Well I guess the fact you're in Gryffindor means that you aren't quite like them," Vanessa replied. "How long have you known?"
"I've only know for a few days," Ginny replied, "I didn't tell you at first because I wasn't sure it was true, and then I wasn't sure how you'd take it."
"As long as you don't start hating the non-pure bloods, I guess I'll stick by you." Vanessa replied, giving Ginny a long hug. Vanessa's parents were both magical, although her mother was a muggle-born.
"Thank you," Ginny replied, a tear trickling down her cheek as she withdrew from the hug. "I guess now would be a good time to tell you the other news?"
"I hope it's not quite so big," she replied.
"Well, that's for you decide I suppose," Ginny said.
"Spit it out already!" Vanessa clearly wanted to know. "Is it about this boy?"
"Yes, I am going out with someone, but please don't spread it around." Ginny pleaded, Vanessa nodded.
"Not a word."
"Well I'm going out with Draco Malfoy," Ginny whispered. Vanessa smiled immediately, and gave her another hug.
"I figured it was him; he was looking at you all through lunch yesterday. I'm happy for you," she replied. "Although try to get him to relax a bit on the muggle-borns."
"How should I do that?" asked Ginny.
"You can probably think of at least one way!" Replied Vanessa, giggling a little.
They continued chatting before going to breakfast. Ginny couldn't believe that Vanessa had suggested that. That would be going a little too fast. She resolved to take it as fast as she was comfortable with. She wasn't going to be as submissive to Draco as most of the Slytherins seemed to be.
She was a little worried about telling some of her other friends. Ron probably already hated her, so that would make telling Harry and Hermione that bit more difficult. She sighed; life always seemed to get more complicated.
She had potions that afternoon, Draco took the bench next to her, he must have talked to the rest of his house about her. Well, it couldn't hurt to have the Slytherins off her back, although she wondered if the message would get through Crabbe and Goyles' thick skulls. They continued giving her filthy looks, although she couldn't tell if it was supposed to be an elitist smirk, or they just had a bad smell under their noses.
Draco looked very happy to see her. It was a shame that she couldn't have much of a conversation; they were brewing the Wolfsbane potion, which needed near silence as it brewed. The sound of talking would apparently decrease the effectiveness of the potion. That or Slughorn just wanted them to be quiet. She could only whisper a little to Draco to confirm their meeting that night before Slughorn shushed them.
It was definitely on at least. She rushed upstairs to wash her hair again to wash the smell of potions out. She couldn't tell exactly what it was but the smell made her want to retch. Cleaned up she went to dinner; Vanessa had saved her a seat at least. No-one asked her about her family, she was glad, although she knew it couldn't last for long. She resolved to talk to Hermione and Harry if she could that night.
She set off to meet Draco. On her way, she bumped into Blaise. Evidently he'd been waiting for her.
"Malfoy told me you'd be going this way," he said.
"Did he?" she was a little annoyed. What right had Draco got to tell everyone where she would be.
"Look, it's important. Draco told me he thought you were hot a few days ago, and he's been acting a bit weird, so I guessed something was up between you," he explained. "My mother- your mother, whatever, told me to tell you that you are welcome to come back home to your true family this Christmas."
"I don't know her, I don't even know you, she continued. "I assume that you know everything that's happened."
"I've only recently been told. I'm going into Hogsmeade this weekend. Can I meet you there to get to know you?"
He was going to try to act like an over-protective brother, she knew it. But on the other hand, at least she would be able to know what her mother was like.
"Fine, I'll walk into town with you, and we'll find somewhere to talk. I'm meeting Draco in town anyway."
"You be careful," he replied. She was right. Still on the other hand, he wasn't trying to stop her.
She bid him goodnight and hurried off down the corridor.
By nine she was standing outside the statue. She thought it best to wait for Draco to let her in. She didn't want to give off a desperate vibe. Sure enough, Draco appeared a moment later, and led her back to his room. She kissed him on the lips as he put his arms around her.
"I've talked to my father, and you can definitely come over at some stage in the holidays," he said. "Mother would love to meet you, she was at your mother's last couple of weddings."
"Oh, thanks," she replied. "I'm going back to meet my real mother over Christmas, so I guess it will be a relief to see someone I know."
Draco looked pleased at this. In a moment they were on his bed. Ginny threw her top off, and almost ripped Draco's shirt off. He smiled at that, sensing her passion. He held her tightly as she sat on his lap, facing him, legs wrapped around his torso. He gently undid her bra, carefully removing it, throwing it on the bed with her top. She pressed her weight forward until they were both lying half naked, Ginny on top. She could feel her heart beating fast as she kissed Draco again.
She felt his hand sliding down her back to her ass, squeezing it. She let out an involuntary giggle, but let him continue. All of sudden his hand was sliding down, stroking her waist, going between her legs. She cleared her throat. He apologised immediately.
"Do you not want me to?" he asked.
Ginny licked her lips, she wanted him to, but at the same time she wasn't entirely comfortable with it. Was he going too fast.
"I'm not having sex until I'm ready," she said at last.
"That's fine, but this isn't sex," he replied. He had a point, and she relented. His hand alighted under her skirt. She couldn't help but smile now.
She put her hand on his crotch, and began to rub gently. His hand stopped moving for a moment until he remembered what he was doing. She got off him for a moment, and dropped her skirt, he was rubbing quite vigorously now, it felt good, but it was a little too rough.
"Go easy down there," she said.
He muttered an apology and the rubbing calmed down. She undid his trousers, sliding them down. "He was definitely turned on now," she thought.
"Enjoying yourself?" She asked.
He nodded silently, clearly speech was beyond him at this point. She reached into his underwear, rubbing her hand on his cock. He carefully moved her knickers out of his hand's way. That felt good, very good. In a moment they both reached their climax together, she moaned in pleasure and lay back, panting.
Draco cleaned himself off, they both lay back and held each other. She felt his hand on her shoulder, tenderly stroking her hair.
"Thank you," he said after some time. "That was amazing."
"You're more than welcome," she replied.
"How have the rest of your house reacted to the news about your family?" he asked.
"I've not told them yet," she responded. "But I want to tell them myself, so can you not spread it around, at least not yet."
"Only a couple of people in Slytherin know," he said. "And they aren't really in any position to blab that."
They continued chatting about their houses, before moving on to the matter of coincidences. When Ginny next looked at her watch, it was nearly one. "Guess I'm not telling Hermione or Harry tonight," she concluded.
She yawned; "I better get going."
"I'll see you tomorrow night if that's okay with you. You'll be in my dreams tonight," he said.
She smiled at the image. "I'll see you tomorrow."
She arrived back at the Gryffindor common room, narrowly avoiding Filch doing his rounds. Fortunately he'd put the sound of her footsteps down an open window. She had to be a bit more careful.
She found the common room almost deserted, with only a couple of people slumped in their chairs by the fire, an unfinished scroll on their laps.
TBC
A/N: So there's the next chapter. I hope you like it! Not sure yet what's coming next, at some point I'll write about the holidays, she also needs to talk to the Golden Trio, and there's the Hogsmeade trip. Oh, and at some point there'll be more... sexy bits. Maybe. Not sure yet. Please r&r!