The 'Master' Plan
Chapter Five: Moonlit Kisses
YuriYaoiHet_ILoveEmAll
A/N: Thanks for the reviews. Really thank you so much. I'm sorry it took so long. Having some issues about getting online.
Ginny glanced at the mirror again, trying to get her hair to look just right. She was going to be late meeting Draco in the Entrance Hall if she didn't hurry, but for some reason, she wanted to look good. She didn't know what he had planned, but she wanted to be prepared for anything. Giving up on her hair she turned towards the outfit she'd picked with Draco's taste in mind. It was a black skirt wih a pocket on the side for her wand that was shorter than she'd normally wear and a green tank top under a sheer black blouse. She dressed and pulled on a her school robe. It ruined the effect she was after, but she couldn't walk through the common room in Slytherin colors. Deciding she needed to acceserize, she put the a pair of silver earings and the silver charm braclet that she'd gotten for her birthday from the twins-their joke shop was doing marvelously- and her outfit was complete. She pulled her robes tightly shut and hurried out of the dormitory. She thanked the gods that none of her housemates stopped her as she went through the common room and slipped out the portrait hole. Lost in her thoughts, she hurried down the stairs. When she reached the entrance hall, she glanced around for him. He wasn't there yet. Noone else was either. She removed her school robes, draping them over her arm. As she waited, she fidgetted with the skirt self-consciously. It really was rather shorter than she was used to.
She looked up, just as Draco came around the corner. She felt a knot of tension in her chest that she hadn't realized was there until that moment release. She couldn't help but to smile as he walked towards her. Why am I so happy to see him? She wondered. Then she met his eyes. He had the same odd look on his face that she couldn't decipher as he walked towards her. His eyes wandered over her and she shivered at the look in his eyes. She didn't know what it was she saw there, but whatever it was, she liked it. She twirled lightly on the spot.
"Do you like it?" She asked as he neared her.
He pulled her into a hug. "You look wonderful." He smiled. "Those colors suit you."
She smirked wrapping her arms around his neck and pulling him down for a kiss. "I thought you'd like it." She murmured against his lips.
They kissed for a few moments before he pulled away. "Come with me." He said, pulling free of her arms and taking her hand.
He lead them out the doors and around the side of the castle a little ways to a tiny courtyard with armor niches along the walls. He let go of her hand and reached into the shadows of one of the niches, pulling out a broom.
"Is that the new Comet Infinity?" She gasped, dropping her robes and moving forwards. This was the newest model broom that had come out. Quidditch players around the world were drooling over these beautiful, functioning works of art. Almost unconsciously, she reached out to run her hands over its handle. She stopped just short of touching it and looked up at Draco, who was watching her reaction with intrest. "Can I?" She asked.
"Of, course." He held it out and it floated there at perfect mouting height.
She ran her fingers over the handle. The wood was almost pitch black with feiry veins of lighter woodsy colors along it's length. It was as smooth and hard as glass, yet soft to the touch somehow. Each strand of it's tail was glossy and poistioned perfectly for optimum speed and maneuverability. In a word, it was beautiful.
"Oh, Draco." She murmered as she examined it.
She felt a pang in her heart. This was it. This was the level they could never click on. His family was rich beyond her wildest dreams, while hers could barely afford hand-me-down books and robes. Fred and George were the only ones in her family to even be close to living comfortably and they were still low-brow to Draco's standards. She suddenly felt very tacky and superficial.
Then Draco's arms were around her. "What is it? What's wrong?"
She leaned back against him knowing she couldn't tell him the truth. "It's nothing. I'm just a little overwhelmed is all."
He kissed her neck. "Are you sure?"
She nodded, trying to get herself in the happy mood she'd been in before. "Yes." She spun in his arms and wrapped hers around him, burying her face in his chest.
She breathed in his scent. He smelled like silk and strawberries mixed with night air. He smelled wonderful. She sighed. At least she didn't have any delusions about a future between them. She would never meet his family. Never have to walk through what she was sure to be a huge an grandly decorated manor and feel small and insignifigant beside him. She would never be more than the girlfriend he used to annoy Harry Potter. She shook herself mentally. It was your plan! She chided herself. You wanted this.
She looked up at Draco. There was one thing she was sure would help her get back in a good mood. She met his blue-grey eyes. "Kiss me." She breathed, leaning up towards his lips, her eyes fluttering shut.
Then his lips were on hers and the world was reduced to him. She couldn't deny that she enjoyed this feeling. The feel of his arms around her, holding her as their tongues danced. They'd been dating one day. One day, and already she was on the edge of falling for him. This charismatic, funny, slightly dark young man who flipped her world upside down with his kisses. What was wrong with her? She felt herself being moved backwards and then her back hit the courtyard wall. His mouth left hers and kissed it's way down her neck. She moaned as he sucked strongly. She felt one of his hands brush her breast, drawing a low moan from her, and then he was gone.
He pulled back completley, and took a few steps back. "Gods." Was all he said.
She stayed leaning against the wall, not sure what to do. After a few moments of silence, she pushed off the wall and took a step towards him. "Draco?" She said his name lightly, not sure what she was asking, but needing to know he was ok.
"Sorry." He flashed her a strained smile. "It's just too easy to get carried away with things." He seemed to gather himself. "Let's go." He held out a hand to her. She stepped forwards and took it. He lead them to the broomstick and flung a leg over it. "Come on." He said when she hesitated, patting the area in front of him.
She smiled at him and picked up her robes, throwing them in the niche before she mounted the broom. He leaned foward and wrapped one arm around her waist and grasped the handle with the other. She wrapped her hands around it just as they lifted off. The flew upwards in an almost straight line. It was so fast! Less than ten seconds later they were soaring above the castle.
It looked beautiful from the air. She only had a few seconds to look, before Draco sped off towards the lake. As they zoomed towards it, she had the sudden urge to ask him could she steer. This was probably the only time she would get to even touch one of these brooms. She wanted to see what it could do.
"Can I steer for a moment, love?" She asked over the rush of wind in her ears. He took his hand off the handle and she leaned forwards, smiling. She loved to fly. "Time to see what this broom can do." She murmured. The broom trembled lightly as if to say it was ready.
Then they were shooting upwards to the sky. She tilted the broom so far that they were in danger of slipping off the end. Her body was pushed back against Draco's and she felt his arms and legs tighten around her. She tilted it even further and stopped. They hung there for a moment, before she flipped the broom completly over and pointed it straight at the ground. They were off, zooming towards the ground at a blindingly fast speed. She guided them in a tight spiral as they zoomed down. Adrenaline coursed through her veins and she felt herself smiling madly. She pulled up about ten feet from the ground and did a tight loop in the air. Flying in a fast, tight, zigzag pattern commonly used by chasers, she headed towards the lake. This was definitley the best broom she'd ever had the pleasure of flying. Deciding she'd had enough fun, she did one more head-over-heels loop and grasped one of Draco's hands, moving it back to the handle.
"Done scaring the daylights out of me already?" He asked sarcatically, slowing the broom so they could talk without raising their voices.
She looked over her shoulder at him and smirked. "Did I really scare you?" She asked surprised.
"Lets see. I haven't let anyone steer a broomstick I was riding in years and when I do, the first thing she does is a death spiral towards the gound. I have to admit, it wasn't a pleasant experience." He guided the broom to the ground on the far side of the lake. There was a small stand of trees in a rough half circle a little ways back from the shore that he headed towards. They touched down lightly.
Ginny dismounted and spun to face him, laughing. "I thought you had nerves of steel, oh, Slytherin King." She stated, giving him a mock bow. The moonlight bleached his skin and hair silver. She was struck again by how handsome he was.
"And now I know what they mean by saying women are crazy drivers." He spat playfully. He leaned the broomstick against one of the trees and moved towards a small patch of wild strawberries that was growing near the center of the half circle. He guestured for her to sit beside him. "You can fly though. I'll give you that."
"Well, thank you." She said sarcastically, sitting down. "Glad to know I have the 'Draco Malfoy Seal of Flying Approval'."
He held out a strawberry to her. "You're very welcome, Miss Weasley. Always ready to help aspiring flyers." He smirked at her.
She hit him lightly and laughed, taking the berry. As she put it to her lips she saw that odd look cross over his face again. She looked fully at him. "What are you thinking right now?" She asked lightly.
He smiled and shook his head. "Nothing." Then he leaned forwards and kissed her. She leaned into it slightly and opened her mouth. He kissed her tenderly, before pulling back and nipping her bottom lip. "I want to move up the plan." He said to her, leaning back.
"Why?" She asked, a little light-headed from his kiss.
"I want us well established before Christmas." She looked at him questioningly. "No one is supposed to know yet, but I overheard McGonagall and Pomfrey talking about it earlier. I guess they thought I was asleep." She quirked an eyebrow at him. "Ok. I was pretending to be asleep." He admitted. "Anyway, they started talking about a big Christmas Ball. Sounded like it was going to be in celebration of some Hogwarts anniversary or something. All the Heads of the Magical World will be there."
Ginny was confused. "And?" She prompted when he stopped.
"And I thought we could go together." He said quietly. "It can be our official 'coming out'. I mean, everyone in Hogwarts will probably know by then, but that will be us making it official to everyone." He smiled at her. "So what do you say? Will you go to the Christmas Ball with me?"
Ginny was speechless. She knew they were dating, but she didn't think he wanted to broadcast it to the entire world. She said the only thing she could say. "Yes."
He beamed at her and she leaned forwards to kiss him. He kissed her back a moment. "I'm sorry." He whispered against her lips.
She was confused for a moment before his lips were on heres almost bruisingly hard, She felt herself being pushed back onto the soft grass as she wound her arms around his neck. All thought flew from her mind as their tongues danced. He pulled back capturing her bottom lip between his teeth. He sipped at it lightly, before trailing a line of kisses to her throat. As his lips reached the hollow of her throat, he sucked strongly and she moaned. His hand found one of her breasts and this time he didn't pull away. He ran his hand over it, massaging, before finding her nipple with his fingers. She gasped and then moaned again as he toyed with it through her clothing.
"Draco." She moaned his name as he pinched it lightly.
Heat was pooling between her thighs as pleasure snaked through her. His hand moved down, reaching beneath her shirt. He caressed her stomach lightly, making her squirm, before he pushed under her bra and grasped her bare breast. She gasped at the feel of his cool hand around her. He found her already sensitized nipple and began flicking it with his fingertips. She moaned and pushed herself into him, just as he captured her lips in another sizzling kiss. She'd never felt like this before. His every touch seemed to singe her all the way to her toes. The heat between her thighs grew hotter and she squeezed them together, trying to quench the fire. His mouth left hers and she almost whimpered at the loss until his lips closed around her nipple.
"Oh, gods, Draco!" She moaned as he sucked strongly. One of his hands caressed her stomach again, before dipping below the waistband of her skirt. He was almost touching her there. She moaned again and lifted her hips. So close . . .
"Oh, my gods!" A voice cut through the night, startling them both. "So it is true!" Draco snatched his hands away from Ginny's body and she began tugging her clothes back into place.
She looked up to see Pansy Parkinson dismounting a broom at the edge of the clearing. "What are you doing out here?" Draco growled.
Pansy smirked as she approached them. "Blaise just told me. Then he said you were going flying. I figured you'd come here. I didn't figure I'd be interupting anything."
In truth, Ginny didn't know whether to be angry at Pasny for interupting the moment of passion or thankful that she'd kept them from getting too carried away. She'd meant what she'd said about not having sex with Draco, but when he'd touched her like that, she'd wanted nothing else. She was going to have to watch herself very carefully.
Pansy sat down in front of them. "So. I suppose I should be grateful to you for dating this miserable sap." She said to Ginny. "Though it rankles to say I'm thankful to a Gryffindor for anything." She held out her hand. "I'm Pansy by the way."
Ginny shook it. "Ginny."
Pansy kept hold of her hand, studying her. "You know, I never noticed it before, but you really are pretty."
Ginny was shocked. She really didn't know how to respond to that. "Thanks?" She said tentatively, blushing.
Draco reached forwards and pulled their hands apart, keeping hold of Ginny's. "I'll thank you not to hit on my girlfriend, Parkinson." Draco snapped at her.
The blonde girl simply smirked again. "Just making an observation."
"Well make them about some other girl." Draco wrapped an arm around around Ginny and pulled her close. "She's mine." He growled.
Ginny couldn't help but to smile. She shoved against him playfully. "Posessive, much?" She asked lightly.
He leaned down suddenly and bit her neck, causing her to squeak with surprise. He sucked strongly, drawing her flesh between his teeth sharply. She cried out, desire zinging through her. The heat from before came back in a powerful rush and she moaned, burying her fingers in his hair, tilting her head sideways for him. He sucked strongly for a few moments, before biting her again. She gasped and he pulled back.
He was smirking. "There. Now I've marked you."
Ginny's head was swimming with desire. She shook her head trying to clear it. "What?" She asked, her voice throaty.
"Did you really have to do that in front of me?" Pansy drawled. "Look, you've gone and gotten her all turned on in front of me and I can't touch her. Cruel boy."
Ginny blushed furiously. She really had just gotten incredibly turned on with someone watching. What was wrong with her? What was it about Draco's touch that drove all thought from her mind?
"Well, you were the one who went and hit on her. It made me think of it." Draco snapped.
Pansy sighed and stood. "Oh, well. I'll find Padma later."
That caught Ginny's attention. "Padma Patil?" She asked.
Pansy nodded." Yeah. Why?"
Ginny shook her head. "Nothing. It's just, I didn't know either one of you were gay."
Pansy smirked. "That's the way we like it."
Ginny heard the unspoken warning in her voice. "I won't tell anyone."
"Good." Then she turned to Draco. "Snape's looking for you by the way. I'd head back to the castle soon before he gets angry." Then she mounted her broom and took off into the night.
Ginny let out a sigh of releif. "So much for her not liking me."
Draco's arm tightened around her. "She 'liked' you way too much for my liking."
Ginny smiled and kissed his cheek. "By the way. What did you mean by 'marking' me."
Draco blushed. "I suppose we were overly formal about it." Ginny looked at him questioningly. "I gave you a hickey."
Ginny squeaked and put a hand to her throat. "Really?" He nodded. "Wow. My first hickey."
Draco looked at her, that same odd look crossing his face again. "I keep forgetting you've never had a boyfriend before." He let go of her and flopped back on the grass. He sighed. "I guess I seem like a big perv to you, touching you like I have."
She lay back and snuggled into his side. "I've been enjoying it actually." She whispered. Really enjoying it, she thought. She shivered at the thought of what his touches did to her.
Draco wrapped his arms around her hand pulled her halfway on top of him. "Are you cold?"
"No. I'm comforatable." They lay there in silence for a little while, stargazing, before she noticed a certain constellation. "Look. It's your namesake." She said, pointing at the constellation, Draco.
Draco squeezed lightly her before sighing. "We have to get back to the castle."
She snuggled down into him for a moment longer before sitting up. They stood and moved towards where he'd left the broom. He held it out and they mounted it. She was surprised when instead of grasping the handle, he wrapped both arms around her waist.
"Fly us back?" He asked lightly, kissing her shoulder.
She simled. "Are you sure? I may scare you again."
He squeezed her waist, chuckling. "This time I'm prepared for anything. Besides. You like to fly, don't you?"
Ginny nodded, touched that he'd noticed, and lifted off. "Ever since I was little."
At first, she flew lazily, wanting to extend their time together, but the lure of the rushing night air and the feel of this wonderful broom at her fingertips was too much to resist. She flew them in loops and spirals, dips and zig-zags. She let out a peal of laughter as she did a head over heels loop and was surprised to hear Draco join her. Too soon, they reached the castle and she guided them back to the courtyard. They dismounted, still laughing and Ginny retreived her robes from the niche. Draco took her hand in his and they walked back into the castle. The entrace hall was empty. They stopped in front of the corridor that they had to seperate at. Ginny felt her light-hearted mood begin to disolve. She looked up at him, forcing a smile. He smiled back at her, but it seemed strained.
"So. See you tomorrow?" She asked lightly.
He leaned down and brushed his lips over hers. She opened her mouth for him and the kiss changed and deepened. Her breathing picked up and she clung to him. A secret part of her never wanted to let him go, but the sensible part of her knew she had to. She pulled back and this time her lips found his neck. She almost moaned as she tasted his skin. She bit him lightly and sucked for a moment. She was surprised when he let out a small moan. She pulled back to look up at him and his lips found hers. Her arms were around his neck and he dropped his broomstick to the floor, drawing her closer until she was pressed against the full length of his body. She could feel something hard jutting against her abdomen and knew in an instant that her light caress had affected him as much as his did to her. She moaned against his lips and pushed against him, desire consuming her.
"Enough!" A sharp voice jerked her back to reality. They jumped apart to see Snape standing in the corridor beside them.
Draco kept ahold of her hand. "Geez! Do you make a habit of lurking around scaring the daylights out of people?" Darco snapped. Ginny was surprised to hear affection in his tone.
Snape smirked. "Do you make a habit out plastering yourself all over Miss Weasley?" Ginny detected affection in his voice as well.
Draco wrapped an arm about her shoulders and drew her against him. "It's a new occupation. We're dating now."
"At least you chose someone decent this time." Was all Snape said.
Ginny blushed. Had Snape just complimented her? "If you remember, I let Pansy and Blaize pick for me before." Draco said sarcastically.
Snape chuckled darkly. "True." Then he turned. "Finish your goodbyes and come with me. We have something we need to discuss. Goodnight, Miss Weasley." He said to her.
She bobbed her head. "Good night, proffessor."
Draco tilted her face towards his and brushed his lips over hers tenderly. "Goodnight, Ginny."
"Goodnight, Draco." She murmered.
He hugged her one last time and backed away, picking up his broom. They clung to each other, their hands moving down each others arms until just their fingers were touching. Draco squeezed lightly, flashing her a smile, before setting off after Snape. She stood there, regret and happiness warring within her. With mixed emotions, she started back towards the Gryffindor common room.
I had to add this chapter. I've never seen a story that captures Ginny's Quidditch side. She's a good player in the books so it makes sense that she'd love to fly. Right? Lemme know what you think.