Ginny Begins
Chapter Two – Send Her Off To A Coconut Island
Disclaimer: I do not own anything. It's all J.K. Rowling. If I owned it, The Boy That Just Won't Die would not have ended up with Ginny.
"I'm not going to have near the issues in the conquest that you seem to think I will, my friend," Draco informed Blaise upon entering the sitting room that connected their private bedrooms.
Blaise looked up from his book to raise one elegant eyebrow at the blonde.
"And why do you believe that is?" he inquired, putting his book down next to him on the sofa and turning to give Draco his full attention.
"I just met her in the library. I was cordial to her, pointed out something in her potions textbook, and then charmed her into a kiss. At which point she promptly knocked me flat on my ass, ruddy bint," Draco said agitatedly, falling onto the chaise gracefully. He crossed his legs out in front of him, doing the same with his arms, and stared into the fireplace.
Blaise laughed heartily, taking Draco's foul mood in stride, "didn't take the suave attention as nicely as you thought she would, huh? I told you, you're going to have to actually woo this one. Honestly, I said it earlier and I still believe it. You should just leave this one alone, Drake."
Draco looked at Blaise sharply, fixing him with a stare that made younger years cower. Blaise just met Draco's scowl with a jovial expression on his face. Unlike most people, Blaise was used to Draco's foul moods and cold disposition. Draco had always been that way as long as Blaise could remember. Blaise generally assumed their differences were the reasons he and Draco got along so well.
Draco was busy trying to work out why Blaise seemed to think he was going to have to change his tactics or abandon his mission to get into the Weasley girl's pants. Usually, Blaise was all for seeing a girl bend to Draco's will, if not his own. Blaise's reputation was only second to Draco's.
"No, it is worth it. You know my reputation. This must be done. I am the Slytherin Sex God. I will not have my reputation undermined by some silly, worthless Weasel. I can have whoever I want. I will have whoever I want!" Draco said angrily.
Blaise shook his head, chuckling to himself. Of course, Draco's injured pride only made it that much more important that he succeed in his mission to conquer the youngest Weasley.
"Besides," Draco said airily, promptly forgetting about his anger, "I already have a plan if this manages to be more than anticipated."
Blaise sighed again, picking up his book. Draco was too cocky for his own good. Perhaps she could give Draco a reality check. 'Lord knows, he needs it."
Ginny spread out a large blanket in her favorite spot by the lake. It was the most perfect spot in on the campus for light, enjoyable reading. It was far enough from the castle that no one bothered her, but it was also close enough that it wasn't an inconvenience for her to get to. It also provided just enough shade to be comfortable, thanks to a rather large Willow tree that seemed to gravitate toward the pond.
Sighing, Ginny slipped her shoes off and let herself enjoy the feel of the grass on her feet. There were very few moments like this for her, where everything just seemed to feel right. Lying down on the side of the blanket shaded by the willow tree, she pulled her book out of her bright red canvas bag and began to read about Princess Stephanie and her dangerous(ly handsome), mysterious kidnapper.
Ginny barely made it through two chapters before she realized that someone was standing over her. Looking over the brim of her book angrily, she noticed irritatingly familiar grey eyes staring down at her. Sighing, she carefully marked her page and glanced back up at him.
"Yes?" Ginny questioned, sounding much like a mother talking to a two year old.
"What are you doing?" Draco demanded, looking at Ginny's novel with a sneer.
"Well, obviously I'm masturbating. Very rude of you to interrupt me, you know," Ginny said cheekily.
"Oh well, then, carry on," Draco said, making no move to leave Ginny's reading area.
Ginny crossed her arms above her head, leaned back and began watching the clouds in the sky. Perhaps if I ignore him, he'll go away…
That thought was brought crashing down when Draco sprawled out on the blanket beside her and began watching the clouds as well. Ginny glanced curiously over at Draco out of the corner of her eye. He seemed to really be paying her no notice, so she picked her book back up and began reading where she left off.
"I'm telling you, Colin, it was the strangest thing I've ever experienced in my life! He just sat next to me in silence for an hour!" Ginny complained, gathering her hair up into her hands and tying it back in a holder.
Colin laughed lightly, not looking away from the Care of Magical Creatures book he was half-heartedly reading.
"He has his sights set on you, Gin. That much is obvious."
Ginny put her head in her hands and held back the groan that was desperately trying to climb up her throat. She rubbed her face in exasperation then tried to focus back in on the studying that they were trying to do. The book was defeating her in the battle for knowledge, however. All the words seemed to be running together in front of her eyes. Frustrated, she slammed the book shut, earning a sharp look from Madam Pince, and laid her head on the cover, enjoying the cool feel of the book on her skin.
"Just tell him to get lost," Colin said helpfully, trying to pull Ginny out of her funk, "unless you're enjoying whatever this is?"
"It's a game, though, Colin, and I don't know how to play it! I'm just not ready for this sort of thing…"
Please R&R! Sorry if it feels a little forced. I'm just trying to keep writing until my writer's block is gone. If you have any tips, suggestions, etc. I know roughly where I want this to go, it's just the in between that's killing me. :-) Oh, and if anyone is interested in Beta Reading, I'd love you forever.