Kinda felt like the last story was a bit boring so I decided to post another one! Enjoy and please review!
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The day after her new resolution, Ginny went to her meals and classes but looked forward to her meeting with Draco as she had not seen him in the morning.
"This time it will be different!"
"Ginny? Who are you talking to?" Colin Creevy asked her with laughing eyes.
Spinning around and beaming at him she winked and strutted away. Colin completely could not understand how Ginny had gone her entire school life without having a proper boyfriend. She was absolutely captivating. He knew for a fact that most guys agreed that she was one of the most attractive girls in the school. It wasn't because she was the model type. In fact, Ginny had nothing about her that Muggles would call 'magazine-pretty' but she had a spirit about her that one just couldn't ignore and that she herself was completely unaware of. She was spontaneous and one never knew how she would react to things. But more than that she was intelligent, could hold her own in physical and magical fights against full grown men and she had curves in all the right places. Surprised at his own analysis Colin straightened up.
"Well I'll be damned if I let this one slip through my fingers" he announced to himself.
Back in the Head Girl's quarters Draco was furious. His rage had really lasted much longer than he had expected but her behaviour towards him was just unbearable. He had become completely consumed with thoughts of her, his frustration towards her power over him and his vulnerability as a ghost really had unnerved him. He wanted to control her, to spite her, to shake her – to do anything to her. The clock ticked with anticipation and Draco's blood boiled with hate coursing through every fibre of his being. He wanted his life back, not his old life but his body. He couldn't bear it any longer. He wished he hadn't thought of remaining behind. If only he had died. Regret replaced the hate and the hate replaced regret. The endless cycle was eating him up and he was afraid of muttering a word to the girl that had filled his mind. Not understanding his own fear, he feared fear itself.
Sensing that very person's presence approaching the door, he snapped his head to her direction as his rage flowed out of his ghostly form in waves of heat. The air in the room became dense and the lights dimmed as he moved towards the entrance door to confront her. As her innocent figure stepped through, oblivious of what awaited her. It was this very innocence had managed to offend him and as she shut the door behind her and turned around bewildered at the lack of light, she whispered uncertainly "Draco?"
Draco could no longer see, he had given himself over to the blinding rage in a moment of passion and lunging towards Ginny he grabbed her left wrist with all his might and slammed it into the wall behind her. There was a cry of pain. His other hand went to her throat and squeezed tight, his entire body pushed up against her, his lips bore into hers and for a moment it was as though every part of his body was rubbing against hers. Pushing even further into her, all sensation began to fall away from him. For the next moment Draco felt nothing and then he began coughing and gulping for air. He fell to his knees on the cold stone floor and taking his time to get his bearings and sufficient oxygen. Draco blinked twice and looked behind him. 'Where the fuck did Ginny go?' he stood up and immediately he knew that something was very wrong. Running towards the mirror in Ginny's room, Draco saw flowing red hair and large brown eyes staring back at him.
"What the fuck have I done?"
"I'm so sorry Ginny" he whispered to the mirror touching the reflection of her face and not knowing if she could hear him. Needing to get his head straight to figure out the situation, Draco took a seat on the bed, with Ginny's body.
"This is so bizarre" he kept repeating to himself. A few minutes ticked by and silence engulfed the room. Somehow he could feel Ginny's mind tugging at him. It was weak but he could tell that over time she would naturally gain control over her body again. Feeling guilty for what he had done, Draco took out some parchment and a Quill and began writing.
There has been no consensus over the years as to who invented Potion Number 99 however it has long been sought after due to it unparalleled ability for the user to increase their magical power by six to ten per cent. The potion can only be started on the night of an equinox and takes eight months to complete when attending to it three times a day. Its ingredients are a mixture of commonly found and rare items that take approximately one month to collect…
Draco finished the potions essay and stood up to have a good stretch.
"Wow it feels so odd to have a body, I forgot how heavy gravity was" he said to himself.
Feeling a tickle in his mind he knew Ginny was there with him.
"Now, if you don't mind I have a few things I would like to take advantage of in this body" Draco winked at his and Ginny's reflection and again he felt a nudge in his mind. Breaking into genuine laughter he dismissively waved at the reflection and picked up Ginny's wand.
Walking back to the potions essay he triple flicked his wand and his handwriting morphed into Ginny's cursive script. Draco spent a whole ten minutes making modifications to the rooms and furniture to his liking, he even filled an entire wall with pages from books he wished to read.
Finally walking back to the bathroom with a smirk on his face, he got to the door and took off her clothes.