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7. midnight meeting

I woke up in a strange bed, silk sheets were wrapped around me and I felt terribly sore. For a second I wondered where I was if I wasn't sleeping in my own bed and why I felt so sore, even my skin itched. I stayed still for a while listening to the sounds that would betray where I was but it was absolutely quiet, no sign of an other life form in the room. I moved my hand to search for my wand it should have been right next to me but all I encountered was a sheet of parchment.

I blinked and opened my eyes, the room around me was covered in Slytherin's color's, the far wall was covered with planks full with books. As I watched around the room the evening before came back to my mind. The torture, the pain, the bruises, the cuts and Draco gently healing me. I searched for Draco but he wasn't there.

I closed my eyes again and thought about what happened. Draco had been really nice, caring even. The cuts he healed were gone without leaving scars and with a quick check I noticed that the bruises were gone, it was a side of Draco I hadn't even imagined he had.

I saw my clothes neatly folded on the chair next to the bed and my wand lay on the bedside table. I couldn't help but smile a bit, maybe Draco wasn't the bad guy after all. As I moved to grab my wand I felt the sheet of parchment again, I glanced down at it and saw that it was a short note. I recognized Draco's handwriting immediately.

Ginerva,

Amycus will not expect you in class today because you shouldn't be able too. You should keep yourself safe and stay away from the classrooms today. The house elves brought some fresh clothing for you and will serve you some breakfast when you wake up. There is a cup of potion for you next to your wand, take it, it helps with any soreness.

Make sure nobody sees you when you go back to the Gryffindor tower.

Midnight RoR.

Draco.

"Strange man." I sighed. He was right, though, I still felt really sore, being tortured wasn't good for your muscles. Thanking any god for Draco's thoughtfulness I swallowed the potion and got up. As I got myself dressed, I noticed a plate of food appearing in the table. Perfect timing, I'm hungry. I quickly ate some breakfast and left the room.

Thanks to the shortcuts I knew I made it to the common room without being seen. I sighed in relieve as the portrait closed behind me.

A few minutes later I was sitting on my bed, thinking about all the strange things that were coming up in my mind. I thanks the gods for Draco, now that was a first. Draco's caring personality had caught me off guard, I hadn't expected it from him, I had thought him to be more like his father. Cold as ice and a heart made from stone.

Like me, he probably just wants a good shag and need me to be fit for that. My devilish part told me and I was ready to agree with that. Deep down I knew I didn't like that conclusion very much but it was the most probable explanation for what Draco did last night, getting me back on my feet so that he could shag me senseless.

Still, Draco was right, I should be keeping out of trouble but that just wasn't me. Like a moth to the flame, trouble was attracted to me and I to trouble. It was something that I and the twins had in us.

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I couldn't really focus that day. My back hurt from sleeping on the sofa and my head was filled with images of Ginerva's almost naked body in my bed. It had been torture to leave her sleeping like that but I knew she wasn't up for any games before she had slept off the pain.

The whole day I relived the moments between finding Amycus torturing her and the moment I left for class. To hear her scream like that had been horrific, even worse than facing the Dark Lord. Her body pressed against mine as I took her to my room had felt so nice and warm. It had felt strangely good to take care of the girl, especially when she had looked so vulnerable and innocent. I started to wonder what she was doing to me because a Malfoy just didn't care.

When I woke up this morning I stared at her for a long time, the silk sheets wrapped around her lower body but her breast and face were clearly visible. Without her school robes she looked even better than I had expected. I got hard just imagining taking those beautiful breast in my hands. I took the time to release some pressure by taking matters in my own hand, with the view it didn't take long.

Sadly it didn't work as well as I had hoped, the whole day my body anticipated midnight.

During lunch I looked over to the Gryffindor table to see if she had showed up against my advise, with dinner she still wasn't there. I was relieved to see that for once she had listened to me and returned to her dorms like I said she should.

Longbottom and the Irish guy were discussing something with a worried look on their face, I noticed them glancing at the door every minute or so. I wondered if they were worried about their friend, as much as I wanted to be disgusted with their worry I couldn't help but feel the same worry, I just couldn't imagine Giverna taking my advise. I got up and returned to my room, just to see if she had left at all.

It was empty, her clothes were gone and the bed was made. On top of the silk sheet lay my note. I walked over to throw it away but I noticed new words scribbled on it.

I'll be there, you deserve a big thanks. She had written underneath my message. I smiled down at these words and imagined the kind of thanks she could have in mind. My cock twitched with every idea.

I had forgotten all about the Gryffindor's worries and decided to take a shower and pull myself back together. A caring moment or not I was still a Malfoy, Death Eater and a Slytherin, I should act like one. My father always told me that a Malfoy should get what he wanted, well I was going to do just that. I wanted the blood-traitors daughter, her body at the least.

Fifteen minutes before midnight I left the dungeons, not caring if I would be seen or not, I'm the head of the inquisitorial squad, I was allowed to strut the castle at any time. Annoyingly I walked into Alecto.

"Draco! Good evening." She said with a look of surprise. "going somewhere?"

"Yes." I said as evenly as possible.

"Oh, care to share?"

"It's non of your business Alecto, but if you would like to know, I fancied a walk, alone!"

She looked at me for a while, her ugly eyes roaming over my face, I could see she tried to think but she was too stupid to think in my opinion. I hated that woman above every other Death Eater, she was stupid, dirty and nosy. At least Bellatrix kept to her own business. I was grateful that the Dark Lord ordered them to leave me and Severus alone or she would have been tailing me the whole day. She was so afraid that she might miss something important.

"Alright, if you see any mudblood lovers bring them to my room please, I need some distraction."

I nodded and walked away from her taking a quick short cut that helped me two floors up before she could even decide to follow me. I still didn't understand what the Dark Lord saw in those two pigs, they couldn't even put two words properly together. They do have pretty good curses though.

I took a little detour just to make sure she wasn't following me but because of that I was late at the Room of Requirement and the door had already formed. Ginerva was already there, oh boy.

For a second I wondered about her reaction, the last few times I failed her it made her rather angry. I hoped she hadn't forgotten I helped her or I would need a cold shower again. That would be real torture but it could be worse, her hexes were after all famous.

I chuckled to myself as I opened the door, it was rather funny for me to fear her anger, it was a sign of how badly I wanted her and for her to deny me again, even just play with me, was just ridiculous to think off, besides I shouldn't fear.

Many girls wanted me why would Ginerva be any different. She is. My mind reminded me, she is different, I knew she wanted me, she had said so herself but she wanted me on her terms, to have me give myself to her and not the other way around like I normally would have.

" You are late." Her sultry voice greeted me.

I looked up at the direction of where her voice came from. I was surprised to see her laying on a bed that looked a lot like mine. She was wearing her white school shirt and too short skirt with bare legs beneath them.

"Alecto held me up." I said as I moved towards her.

"Well, after what you have done for me you are forgiven."

I couldn't help but smile gratefully at her. I let my eyes roam her body, her legs, I shivered slightly as I remembered where the bruises had been almost black.

"How are you feeling?" I asked as I sat down next to her. For a second she smiled sweetly before turning her full force of her eyes on me.

"Ready to play." She whispered in my ear. I groaned as her tongue brushed the contours of my ear and the skin below. "Thanks again."

I turned my head and pressed my lips against hers. They were warm, plump and sweet. I felt her hands move over my shoulder and into my hair, she softly pulled and tucked. The kiss deepened and became more passionately.

She started to pulled me up next to her, taking control of the situation. I growled at her and pulled back. Her lips fell into a adorable pout but her eyes glared angrily.

"You are not going to fail me again are you?" she hissed . I smirked down at her, I couldn't walk away even if I wanted to, her body was calling to me.

"No, my little vixen, not this time but I rather play this one by my rules." I whispered in her ear.

"I don't care about rules as long as you fuck me, make it good." She commanded.

My cock twitched at her words, I realized that I loved hearing her utter those dirty words like that. Normally I would keep the woman beneath me from talking at all, they were allowed to moan, groan and scream my name but when they started to talk I would shut them up. I felt no need to hear what they wanted or how they felt. Yet, again, with Ginerva it was different.

I looked down at her just in time to see her flick her wand. Suddenly she was laying before dressed only in dark green lingerie. I hissed in pleasure. An other flick of her wand removed my clothing and left me in only my boxers. I couldn't really hide my surprise.

"Trust me, your clothes are over there." She whispered, her head nodded in direction of the table I had seen when I walked in.

Although I had seen her body like this the evening before I let out an appreciative breath. This time I could really look upon her beautiful curves, her breast, flat stomach and rounded hips looked so much more alluring now that I knew I could have my way with them.

Slowly I traced my fingers over her stomach, down to her legs, along the inside of her tight, I was shocked by how soft and warm she felt.