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3. Warning

I had woken up early, shocked awake by a dream, a really strange dream. I dreamed about Mafloy, standing next to me, dressed in Slytherin green, he was smiling at me. The way he was standing next to me showed that somehow he was my equal, my better and darker half, my husband, glorious and sexy.

'he is just a toy, my prey.' I kept reminding myself as I couldn't afford to feel more for him than that. I got dressed and headed out, a long walk around the lake would clear my mind and help me focus.

I saw a glitter of light blond hair on the shore of the lake and I had to remind me of my mantra, just my prey, over and over again. Somehow my feet were determined to follow him as they silently carried me around the lake. He didn't seem to notice me following him.

I watched him as he sat against a tree, he look troubled and for a second I wondered what was troubling him but I reminded myself that it was Malfoy, the ferret-boy and evil git, the only thing I wanted from him was a challenge, a good shag, not his problems.

I leaned against a tree a few feet away from him and continued to watch him. His face showed every emotion as he was experiencing them very clearly, confusion, determination, confusion again, annoyance and last back to determination. It was like he had given himself permission to let his guard down for a second. Curiosity got the better of me.

"Sickle for your thoughts." I heard myself say.

"It's non of your business, Weasel." He growled and turned his head to glare at me.

"One would have thought you were thinking about me as aggressive as you react." I said with a sweet voice.

"Now why on earth would I think about a poor dirty mudblood lover like yourself." He sneered. I stared him in the eye, they betrayed that he indeed had been thinking about me as they quickly roamed over my body.

"I know you just did, probably have been thinking about our last meeting a lot." I smiled and rearranged in a disappointed pout and sighed. "I have to admit Draco, I was rather disappointed with you, I had to vent my frustration on a poor Ravenclaw boy who happened to be at the wrong place at the wrong time. I thought, you off all would be able to handle me, guess I was wrong."

By the time I finished my words I was knelt down next to his, my face close enough to smell his breath, his skin, his whole being, gods the boy smelled define. My nose was only an inch away from his when I leaned forward and pressed my lips against his edible looking lips. They were warm but after a second they almost burned, it was like being hit by lightning, suddenly he answered my kiss with great passion.

I wasn't at all surprised that he was a good kisser but I was surprised at how much it steered up in me. I just wanted more and more of him, when he granted me access to his mouth I believed I had reached heaven, he tasted just as heavenly as he smelled.

His groan reminded me of my goal and I quickly pulled away, almost whimpering at the loss. He did. His eyes opened and turned into a glare.

"Weasley, remember." I whispered in his ear and got up and left.

I knew it was wrong to get him worked up like that, I knew that he could get so angry that I would end up in St. Mungo's. Strangely I wasn't at least scared. I just wanted him to be eager, to want me as much as I wanted his body. All this planning and seducing left me in a state of constant wetness and bad mood, I knew that soon I would give in and I wouldn't be able to stop. At that moment he had to be eager and only be thinking with his dick.

D~G~D~G~D~G~D~G~D~G

The minx left me whimpering in need, strangely I wasn't even angry with her. The sweet honey taste of her tongue still lingered on my lips as I made my resolve, I was going to have her, dangerous or not, she was going to be wrapped around my cock before she knew what happened.

She was everything I had been looking for and that kiss made me realize it. She was smart, I knew she was top of her year, she was brave, that she had proven quite a few times, she had a sharp wit and wasn't afraid to use it but above all she knew how to play games, she even played dirty. It was the game I loved to play and not to mention from far or up close she was indeed so damn beautiful.

I decided to play along with her game, or even adept it to my own.

The walk back to the castle I used to plan. The major problem was that anything I did related to Ginerva Weasley had to be done in secret, I would be in big trouble if my dad or the dark lord found out about my newly found object of desire. I needed to make sure that I studied Occlumency even better.

"Where have you been, darling?" The annoying Pansy 'the pug-face' asked me as she wrapped her arms around my waist. I shivered in disgust, now I knew what a woman should be like, in the form of Ginerva Weasley, Pansy seemed to be disgusting.

To my great annoyance the breakfast table was already packed with students, I really had hoped on eating in peace.

"Out." I growled as I pulled her off me.

"What's wrong?" she asked in a pout.

"Just leave me alone." I snapped and sat down to grab something to eat. I glanced over at the Gryffindor table and was surprised to see Ginerva sitting alone. She looked just as annoyed as I felt but instead of staring at Pansy as I expected she was glaring at Lavender Brown, I was wondering what the girl did to her to deserve a death glare like that.

It was like she felt I was looking at her because her eyes immediately focused on mine, that sexy smile formed around her lips and she winked. I was so damn lucky that blushing was beaten out of me at a very young age, because if not the whole table would have noticed.

As quickly as she looked at me, she also turned away.

"Ginerva scored yet an other goal or you are picking up your game." Blaise whispered at me.

"Why do you even take notice?" I asked him.

"Because she get men hurt and I know you are a Malfoy and don't have stock in emotions and feelings but she is dangerous. I don't want to see my best friend and future business partner going under because that beautiful vixen got to him."

I looked at Blaise to see if he was joking but apparently he wasn't, he looked dead serious at the Gryffindor table.

"What did she do to somebody you know?" I asked as he looked almost afraid of her. He sighed and looked at me.

"See that guy over there, at the Ravenclaw table?" He asked as he pointed to a sixth year Ravenclaw.

"Yes."

"He's a cousin of Kayla, you know my ex-girlfriend from Drumstrang. Miss Weasley got to him at the beginning of last year, just after Corner couldn't satisfy her anymore. She flirted with him for a few days, talking about having some fun, so naturally being a guy he agreed but stupidly he fell in love with her after that one night of fun. She shagged him a few times after that but once he told her he loved her, she told him to fuck off and never looked at him again. He hasn't had a girl since."

"Really, she must be a great shag than." I mused, it was just one other thing I added to the list of why Ginerva was going to be mine.

"Probably, just don't make the same mistake." Blaise sighed.

"I'm a Malfoy, I do not make mistake, nor fall in love. So don't worry." I snarled at him.

"Just warning you, mate."