Signs by msscribe
Disclaimer: No profits are being made off the fiction on these pages. Harry Potter, associated characters and the associated Harry Potter universe is © J. K. Rowling and respective publishers. Fanfiction is fiction-it's not meant to be taken seriously in the least.
AN: The idea to use signs as markers to different segments came from a story by Chris Mazza called "Between Signs". To Babygrrl, I've awarded you a small cameo in this ficlet.
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Don't Drink and Apparate!
Buy Wendel's Home Brewed Butterbeer
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Draco drinks his glass of butterbeer with one long draw, while Ginny lets her hand rest on his thigh. The top button on her blouse is undone, and when no one is looking, he slips his hand underneath, teasing her. She arches her back a little, moving down behind the table while she pretends to be paying attention to the band in the back. The waitress rushing past them either doesn't notice, or doesn't care.
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Draco pulls her onto his lap, never letting his eyes leave the smarmy Wizard dealing the cards. He is careful with his bets, and wins two games in a row. When Ginny tells him he doesn't deserve the extra money, his fingers run in little circles over her knees, then up her thighs. She closes her legs defiantly until the next round begins.
"My Lady Luck," he whispers in her ear.
She presses her bottom down onto him, and gives him access to the wet spot between her legs.
"Are you in?" the dealer says to him.
"No, that's all for me," Draco replies, looking towards the elevator.
They take it all the way to the 12th floor, but they both get off somewhere between the 9th and the 10th.
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She tells him while they are getting ready to walk down to the beach that she might be in love with him. He says nothing, and she walks out of their hotel room in tears. The sun is hot and she has no sunglasses, so her eyes are nothing but puffy red slits.
"Ginny! Wait!" Draco yells chasing after her.
She keeps walking, letting the sand sting her face. She can hear him catching up to her.
"Please…" he says, grabbing onto her arm.
She tries to slap him, sting him like he has her, but he catches her wrists and holds her arms to her sides. Her tears flood her now and she sobs.
"I would die for you," he says, not blinking.
He pulls her tightly to him and kisses her forehead. She catches her breath, and they hold each other in silence. It's the best he can do for now.
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Disappearing Rocks Are More Dangerous Than They Appear
Please Don't Feed the Sea Slugs
The water is cold. Ginny is on Draco's back and he threatens to dive in. He finally does, and she screams as she is propelled into the icy ocean. When she surfaces, she playfully splashes him and he retaliates by pulling her under by her ankles.
"Damn Slytherin," she says, teeth chattering as she emerges.
He laughs and eases her close to him. She wraps her legs around his waist. She is weightless there. The sun is beginning to set and they are the only ones out that far.
She is wearing a two-piece swimsuit that ties at the side, and it only takes him a minute to undo one of the knots.
He pulls down his shorts just enough and slides into her. The sting of the salt water makes her dig her nails into his shoulders and they ride wave after wave.
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"Just use mine," Ginny says, reaching for her toiletry bag.
Draco groans. "That's disgusting, I'm not doing that."
Ginny chuckles at him, "May I remind you of where your mouth has been already my dear?"
He grumbles again, pulling on his pants. She thinks to herself how graceful he is, even doing the simplest of things.
"I must have left the damn thing at the last Hotel," he mutters.
She begins brushing her hair back. He likes the way it falls across her shoulders.
"Your serious? You're really going out to buy one right now?" she says, still laughing.
"Yes, I am," Draco replies, buttoning his shirt.
He has done a lot of things in his time, but no way is he going to use someone else's toothbrush.
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The plush car on the train is small, but cozy. Ginny looks out of the side window. She can't distinguish the ground from the blackened sky anymore. She is on Draco's lap, straddling him, her chin resting on his shoulder. His cock has been inside of her since their last stop.
She rocks from side to side as he pushes up from underneath. They don't have to move much, as the hum of the engine vibrates the bed beneath them.
"Can we stay this way forever?" she moans.
He sucks on her throat, leaving a mark there. "We can try."
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Draco pays the man at the entrance and freezes when Millicent Bulstrode spots them waiting in line. She gawks for a moment, and strolls toward them.
"What are you doing here?" she asks, eyeing Ginny.
Draco doesn't let go of Ginny's hand, and she grips his tighter.
"Came to see the dancing Hippogriffs, same as you," he answers calmly, but Ginny can tell that seeing Millicent there rattles him.
"When did this happen?" Millicent says looking at Ginny again, somewhat amused.
Ginny looks at her feet, biting her tongue. Draco doesn't acknowledge her question.
Millicent smirks at him smugly, and waddles off to join her oversized goon of a boyfriend, a recent Durmstrang graduate.
"Draco, I'm sorry. I wish I had noticed her before - "
Draco puts his arm around Ginny possessively.
"It doesn't matter anyway does it? Who'd believe her?" he says.
But there is worry in his voice.
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Ginny's chest hurts from laughing so hard. She can't believe they were able to enjoy themselves. Millicent was too busy snogging her boyfriend to pay much attention to either one of them.
She sits down on the couch. Their room is decorated in red and white, like they are living inside of a candy cane. Draco makes a rude comment about poor taste and lays his head in her lap.
"Are we going for something to eat?" she asks.
"I ordered room service."
She thinks about complaining, but he has plenty of money. And she has other things on her mind.
She parts her legs a little, and he raises his head up, trying to read her expression.
"Need more attention already?" he asks, opening her robe so he can take her nipple in his mouth. It sounds like a child sucking candy. Cool air is coming in through the vents along the window, and it sends shivers up and down her body whenever Draco moves his mouth away.
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They decide to grab lunch before Ginny has to apparate to Susan's house for the night. She owls her mother to say she'll be home the next day, and Draco owls Narcissa.
She buys a postcard of the Dancing Hippogriff they saw together, and tucks it away in her purse.
"I'll send an owl on Weds. I'll ask Susan to do it for me."
He nods, and sips his red currant juice.
"All right."
They talk about his plans for the rest of the summer, and her goal to ace potions her final year. Then the conversation tapers off, their minds already reminiscing about sea slugs and red and white pillows.
Before she finally leaves him, she catches her reflection in the restaurant window. It's funny how she still looks the same.
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