It was a week before the ball and this was to be Draco and Ginny's last dance lesson. Ginny had successfully learnt both the tango and the waltz, and in this lesson they were just going to go over both dances and polish them until they were perfect.
Draco was waiting in the common room for Ginny to get changed and had started setting up the room and music for their lesson. He heard a noise behind him and turned to see Ginny.
She looked amazing. She was wearing a pair of leggings and a loose, off the shoulder t-shirt that somehow still managed to show off her curves. Her riotous red hair was confined in a messy bun, but there were already wisps of hair that were escaping to frame her face. He sucked in a breath and knew that he was going to need a lot of control in this lesson.
"Finally," he eventually said, "you were taking ages to get changed."
"Oh, I was not. Come on, let's dance."
She smiled and took his hand to lead him into the centre of the room. He placed his hand around her waist and smirked at her as they started to dance.
Draco had always been a natural when it came to dancing, so he let his thoughts wander as he moved. He was going to miss these dancing lessons. Not only did he get to dance, but he also got to spend time with the female Weasley. Not only was she beautiful, but she was also funny, smart and kind and he enjoyed her company. He was sure once the dance was over she would go back to her former treatment of him; only talking to him when she had to during their meetings. They finally finished twirling and Ginny smiled at him, her eyes aglow.
"Thank you for teaching me the waltz, I love it now," she gushed.
"You're more than welcome. Now let's do that tango you love so much."
The music began and this time Draco looked into Ginny's eyes as they danced. It wasn't until near the end of the dance that he noticed how flushed she looked, and just how close they were. His resolve weakened even more. Then, came the final step in the whole dance, a dip he had taught her a few days ago. As she hung back in his arms he saw her chest moving rapidly as she panted lightly and he knew he must kiss her.
In one quick move he swung her up and their lips connected. Finally getting what he had wanted for weeks he kissed her, roughly at first, pleased to feel her respond. Eventually the kiss became tendereras their tongues probed each other's mouths before they were forced to pull apart for air.
"Wow," Ginny breathed, still gasping for air.
"Yeah," he agreed unconsciously. Then he looked at her again. "Oh Merlin, I really shouldn't have done that."
With one last look at her he fled from the room and up the stairs.
**
The ball was that evening, and if it weren't for the fact that Draco had to, he would not have bothered to go at all. Obviously, he didn't have a date. While he might have been the Slytherin Sex God before the end of his sixth year, he was now the most unpopular boy in the school. Everyone hated him, except Blaise and Ginny, and he hated them in return.
However, as Head Boy, he had to go to the ball and open it with the Head Girl. That was the other problem. Ever since he had kissed her in their last dance lesson, he had been avoiding her. He did not want to have to explain himself, and he wasn't sure he could if she asked him to.
That night he got ready into one of his jet black sets of dress robes, and spent more time than usual perfecting his slightly mussed hair. He waited for Ginny downstairs in the common room as they were going to arrive together, there being several things that had to be done before the ball started.
When Ginny came down the stairs all of Draco's previous thoughts flew out of his head. She looked gorgeous. She was wearing an emerald green dress that flowed around the bottom of her legs. It was a strapless ball gown with a tight, jewelled bodice. Her hair was elegantly put up with some ringlets falling to her shoulders. He took her hand and kissed it softly, looking into her eyes.
"Allow me to escort you to the ball?" he said, smirking.
She grinned. "Certainly," she replied, curtsying.
He gently took her arm and led her out of the room to the great hall.
Once they got there they finished the final preparations, and Draco went to have a quick word with the band about the songs they were going to dance to. The rest of the school started to arrive and they left the hall to wait outside with the other students. After everyone had arrived, Draco and Ginny made their way to the front of the room and McGonagall opened the magnificent doors to let them into the hall.
"You ready?" Draco whispered.
"Not really," Ginny whimpered.
"Good," he said smirking at her as he led her out onto the dance floor.
McGonagall was making her opening speech as they walked in.
"Welcome, everyone, to our Ball. The purpose of this Ball is to let your hair down and relax during this hard time, so I hope you all enjoy it. I'd like to thank our Head Boy and Girl for arranging this event. Behave well and enjoy yourselves. Now, the Head Girl and Boy will open the ball and then rest of you can join them on the dance floor, or dine at any of the tables around the edge of the hall," she gestured to some small, circular tables that were dotted around the edge of the hall. "And without further ado, let the Ball begin."
Draco and Ginny smiled and stepped towards each other. The other students cleared the dance floor, and the band began to play the music for the waltz that Draco had requested. He nodded at Ginny, who gave a slight smile back, and they started to dance.
Draco watched the reaction of the other students out of the corner of his eye. They looked impressed but slightly bored - it was time to jazz things up. He inclined his head to the band and adjusted his grip on Ginny. Her eyes widened as her own stance automatically changed to the tango position.
"Surprise," he whispered.
"I think that's what I was going to say."
As the last bar of the waltz music ended, merging into the tango, Ginny whispered something under her breath and the skirt of her dress shortened. He raised one eyebrow slightly as they danced.
Finally, he dipped Ginny and heard people begin to clap. He pulled her up and smiled at her. He then led her over to Blaise, Luna and Colin, who were sitting at one of the tables at the edge of the room.
"Hey guys," Draco said.
"Great dance, I'm very impressed," Luna said dreamily.
"You missed a few steps," Blaise criticised.
"No, I just left them out, they were unnecessary and I didn't have time to teach Ginny any more complex stuff. You know as well as I do that I don't miss steps. You, however, were never half as good a dancer as I was. Mum used to boast about it to all her friends."
"Oh, what lies. Besides, we can't all be the Malfoy heir and be perfect at everything."
"I hate to remind you that I'm not."
"Oh yes, how could I have forgotten?"
"You heading out now Draco?"
"Yeah, I've done my duty here, I can leave whenever I want."
"Night Drake. See you tomorrow."
Ginny, who had been talking to Colin and Luna during the conversation, turned to Draco at this.
"Thank you for teaching me to dance Draco."
"You're welcome, Ginny. Any time. Night everyone."
"Night," they all responded.
Draco turned and walked out of the room and up to his room. Turning at the door he glanced at Ginny, who had turned her dress back to the longer version and was now talking and laughing with her friends.
