Help Me Cause I'm Breaking Down
Rating: R for language, violence, sexuality, and possible brief nudity. ^__^
Pairing: Ginny/Draco, Harry/Hermione, Ron/Luna
Ginny suffers through so much in her sixth year, and who's there to help her pick herself up? No one… for now.
Chapter 5: Winter Perks
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"That's just a… lie." Draco stood, "That's just a lie Potter made up to make everyone fear Voldemort less."
Ginny smugly laughed and slowly stood, "Your master is half blood. I have more power than him."
"You're a Weasley. The only power you have is the power of stench, dirt, and poorness." Draco's cold words lashed through her with little effect, "You're so poor your brother couldn't protect himself from his attacker. With his job and all, you'd think the moron would be able to buy a protection spell."
Ginny's mouth flew open before she launched her hand towards his face. It connected with a echoing SMACK. Her other hand went for a go but Draco caught it this time. He walked forward, making her walk backward till she was against the wall and he was against her. He held her hands apart at the wrists above her head, his body pressed against hers keeping her still. All coherent thoughts left Ginny's mind as she felt his muscles expand with each breath he took. His six pack abs pressed against her stomach and she could feel how hard they were from Quidditch.
His voice was angry but sort of forgiving… or was it guilty, "That was either a very stupid thing, or you're incredibly brave and stupid rolled into one."
Ginny pushed forward, "You insulted my dead brother! He would've bought a protection spell from the Ministry if he knew he was in real danger!" She struggled against him, which wasn't a smart thing because his body reacted, "I swear on Merlin's Beard, if you don't let me go right now I'll castrate y…"
Draco's mouth crashed down on to Ginny's open one. Before she could pull away and close it, he pushed his tongue into her mouth and explored her strawberries and chocolate taste. She tensed but relaxed when his kisses became less harsh and more softer. She kissed back, tasting his special combination of vanilla and butterbeer. She pushed her tongue over his and into his mouth to seek more of that intoxicating taste. His hands fell from her wrists, down her arms, along her sides and rested on her hips. Her arms wrapped around his neck, one hand playing with his hair. His hands started massaging her hips and slowly crept up under her tank top. She moaned and furrowed her brow when his hands rested under her breasts and his index and thumb finger molded against her bra, leaving his hands flat. She moaned again, this time though, as she pulled away.
"This is wrong." She breathed. Dizzy from the effects his mouth had on her.
His breathing was heavy too as he panted out, "You're right." He lifted her up off the ground, so she wrapped her legs around his waist, and he placed his hands on her butt to support her. He smirked, walked over to the run in front of the fire and lay her down before pulling back up and removing his robes. There he sat on his knees, watching Ginny marvel in his Godly-ness. In black baggie jeans and a white tank top that showed right through to his chest and abs, he smirked down at her before helping her pull her tank top off. He kissed her briefly before pulling away to rip his tank top off. Leaning back down, he kissed her mouth, none to chastely, before making a slightly wet trail of kisses across her jaw and down her neck.
She moaned, her throat vibrating against Draco's mouth. His hands moved down to her zipper on her jeans, as his mouth traveled towards her breasts.
"Ron." She blurted, stopping Draco with her zipper half down and his lips near the swell of her right breast.
"Excuse me?" He asked.
"I'm Ron's little sister. Ginny Weasley. Virginia Weasley. Keyword in this whole interruption: Weasley. You despise me and my whole family, and vice versa. Yet, here you are, trying to have sex with me."
"Well, Weasley, you sure know how to kill a mood." Draco sarcastically said, as he sat up. The fire's light flickering over his hair, face, and chest.
Ginny tossed aside the thought to attack him and continue what had just started, but said, "That was the point." She sat up and grunted as she got dizzy and fell backward again.
"After effect? I have that effect on woman." Draco smugly said as he put on his tank top.
"Bite me Malfoy." Ginny said angrily as she closed her eyes, hopeful that when she opened them the room wouldn't be spinning anymore.
"Tell me where."
She could see his smirk without opening her eyes. A thought occurred to her and she shot up, "Are you flirting with me?"
His smirk fell immediately, "Yeah right. Why would I flirt with a low being like you?"
"You were ready to have sex with me three minutes ago." Ginny told her matter-of-factly as she pulled herself off the ground with help from the couch.
"You feelin alright?" Draco asked stepping forward.
"No!" Ginny angrily bit out, "I already explained before, these dreams make me weak. I'm not a Seer. I have Seer blood, that gives me the dreams, but I'm not a Seer, so I can't tolerate the dreams. My body isn't made for them. Especially after last night's dream. And if you ask who I'm running from, I'll kill you."
"Ya'know Weasley, if you keep threatening me like that every time I piss you off, you'll actually act on that threat."
"And that'll be a bad thing…?" Ginny asked feigningly. He glared, she smiled. She sat, he glared, but then sat next to her.
After a few minutes of silence, Ginny heard Draco snickering, "What's so funny?" He carelessly held something up and made Ginny blush. Hanging from his index finger was her tank top. She ripped her tank top from his finger and quickly put it on, "I hate you." Ginny scowled and sat back. Wishing that the timer would go off.
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Ginny watched the last embers in the fire burn out, "Great. Now its gonna get cold." Ginny mumbled.
"Actually, that means the timer is out. We can leave." Draco stated, he sounded old.
"Whatever happened in this room, stays in this room or that threat will be acted upon." Ginny pointed at him and glared menacingly. She nodded once and exited out through the door to somewhere she didn't recognize, "Uhm… Malfoy… help." She turned around to look at the door but found the wall.
"You're in my room." Draco answered, coming through the invisible door.
"In… Slytherin. How the hell am I supposed to get out without getting caught?!" Ginny was furious, "Why didn't you warn me about this?"
"I like it when you get feisty." He smirked and grabbed her by her waist, "You sure you don't want to continue from earlier?"
"Oh, go find one of your whores." Ginny shoved him away. She turned and crossed her arms over her chest. She smiled when she saw the fireplace, "Perfect! You have Floo Powder! I'll just Floo to Gryffindor tower."
Draco came up behind her and wrapped his arms around her waist and kissed her neck, "Don't go. I promise a pleasurable time." He purred in her ear.
"What is…" She pried herself away from him and looked him in the eye, "With you?! You're groping a Weasley for Gods sake!"
"I hate your brother. I don't know you. But I'd like to." He had a naughty smile on his face as he pushed the hair away from her neck and started sucking on her pulse point, smiling when it sped up.
Ginny wanted to stay there, but siding with the reasonable part of herself, she shoved him away, reached into the Floo Powder pot, and shouted "GRYFFINDOR TOWER!"
"Bloody hell, I nearly had sex with Weaslette." Draco muttered, sitting down on his bed. He looked down to the lap of his pants, "This is all your fault." He sighed and fell back on his bed.
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"Ugh! Gross, gross, gross, gross, gross!" Ginny said, stepping out of the Gryffindor Tower fireplace.
"What? What's gross?" A voice made Ginny spin around.
"ANGELINA!" Ginny screamed and enveloped her best friend, and third and final roommate, in a hug, "When? When did you get back?!" She held her friend at arms length examining her.
"An hour or so ago. Where've you been? I looked all over this damn school for you. I even tried stupid scrying but it ended up in this weird abandoned part of the school and I know how much you hate abandoned parts of the school, reminds you of the Chamber." Angelina talked a mile a minute.
Ginny didn't bother listening, she just examined. Angelina Michaels, waist length brown hair with dark red high lights, brown eyes with dark green and blue flecks, full lips, a heart shaped face, full womanly nose, 5'6", 16, naturally tan from living in California, and of course, her piercing that she loved to show off, the one between her bottom lip and chin. She wore a tan mini skirt, tan high heel sandals, and a flowy girly top with a sheer layer in white. She had on a light brownish colored lip stick, white eye shadow, and mascara bringing out her extra long lashes.
"Well, LA treats you well, doesn't it?" Ginny smiled, and hugged Angelina again, "Its so great to see you." Ginny said softly.
"I missed you Gin. I'm so sorry I wasn't here for you after Charlie was murdered." Angelina pulled away and smiled sadly.
"Finally! Someone that I like can say it aloud." Ginny smiled and sighed, "It's ok. You had your own problems in California. I heard about your Father. He's gone MIA. Have you tried scrying? I know that's big in American witches."
"I tried. Nothing happened. It's like he just disappeared off the face of the Earth. I tried scrying all of America, but nothing happened."
"When did he disappear?" Ginny asked, her eyes narrowing suspiciously.
"The day before Dumbledore announced that Charlie was dead, to the school I mean." She looked at Ginny and added, "Cassie sent me an owl telling me that you fainted."
"Anyone else die or go missing on that day?" Ginny asked.
"Accio Evening Prophet." Angelina called, wand pointed at her suitcase, "I kept the Evening Prophet that was run the night my dad went missing. Lets see, December 1st…" She opened into the Obituaries and Missing section, "Jason Michaels, American Auror Missing In Action… Charlie Weasley, Murdered at 27… typo! Ah! Patricia Harthford, Dead At 16, Natural Causes Not Suspected. Foul Play. Kristina Christensen, Missing In Action, Britain Auror. Isn't that Diana's mother? The new keeper from Hufflepuff?" Ginny nodded and Angelina continued reading, "Trisha Corner, Killed In Action. International Auror."
"Looks like Death Eaters have been busy. Michael's mother is Trisha. He's in Ravenclaw. The only house without someone with ties to a missing or dead person is Slytherin… Your father's missing, my brother is dead, Gryffindor. Diana's mother is missing, Hufflepuff. Mike's mum is dead, Ravenclaw, and Patricia Harthford has a half sister in Ravenclaw." Ginny paced, tapping her chin slightly.
"Gin, you're not going into detective mode are you? I mean, that'll mean making a deal with the devil. We'll have to infiltrate Slytherin. That's extremely dangerous."
"So? I've already been making out with Malfoy. I'll just use this to my advantage."
"Sounds fun. I'm in… wait! WHAT? You were doing what with who?" Angelina shrieked.
"Hun, word of advice… you're beautiful and all, but shrieking like that takes away all your appeal." Ginny snorted as she tried to cover up the giggles as Angelina gave her a nasty look.
"Do you WANT me to tell Ron about you and the ferret… or your plan for that matter?" Angelina asked, crossing her arms over her chest.
Ginny paled and gulped, "Do and I tell everyone your dirty little secret."
"Baby, I'm an open book. I have no dirrty secrets." Angelina smiled satisfactorily.
"Really? How about that time you got drunk and flashed a football team when you were in America? Cassie was with you, she sent me the video tape."
It was Angelina's turn to pale, "You wouldn't dare. I don't sulk after something like that happens. Or get revenge. I get even."
"Thank you little miss cliché." Ginny walked over to the window and looked out briefly. She smiled as she caught a flash of red… following a flash of blonde, "I think Ron's got his hands full."
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Luna crept up behind Ron. They had gotten closer in the recent days since they had met at the lake. Today, they would fight, in an attempt to make Ron come out of his sulk. She slowly walked up to him in the snow and dumped snow on to his red head.
He sputtered for a few seconds and looked up. His eyes laughing and surprised, his teeth chattering, "Luna… o…o…one w…word. R…run!"
He jumped up, she shrieked in laughter and took off in a run around the grounds, followed by Ron. After a good long chase (With a smiling Ginny and Angelina watching with Angelina's Ominocular's from the window) it ended with Luna laying on her back in the snow with Ron on top of her. She laughed and sighed, "Yay! I got you to smile." She said, looking up at his face, "You haven't smiled in twelve days." She panted, trying to catch her breath.
Ron's smile fell as he ducked down to kiss Luna. Is was a slow and passionate kiss, which Luna fully responded to. Ron pulled back, loving her taste, "Sor…" Before he could finish apologizing, Luna pulled him back down for another kiss.
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"AHHHH!" Ginny and Angelina squealed happily, "Yay! My brother has himself a girlfriend!"
"And, I owe you twenty galleons." Angelina answered, remembering their bet from the train ride to Hogwarts at the beginning of the year, 'I bet my brother will have a girlfriend before Christmas. And I'm willing to put twenty galleons on that.'
"Yep!" Ginny said with a raise of her eyebrows.
"You're nuts, you know that?"
"Exactamundo!" Ginny said with enthusiasm.
"Weirdo!" Angelina breathed and walked away, ducking a slap from Ginny.
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"Ok… you're going to Floo to Draco's room and play nicey, nicey while I distract anyone that I hear going to see Malfoy… but what if they don't say that they're going to go see Malfoy?" Angelina covered the bases.
"Distract Pansy and her gang of morons, or Blaise Zabini."
"Pansy, gang of morons, Blaise. Check." She grinned and started off in a run through the hallways as Ginny walked into the Common Room and to the fireplace. Grabbing a handful of Floo Powder and shouted, "Draco Malfoy's Room"
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"Don't Stop, Just Get, Get On The Floor, Butt Drops, Hips Pop, Poppin' Fo Sure, Who's Got, Got It, Get It Some More, One Time, Two Times, Three Times, We Go. Back It Up Ma, On Ya Own Na…" Angelina sang lowly and bopped against the wall. She had changed into dark blue low jeans, a red top without sleeves, with a cinch in the middle and a ring through it to open to show cleavage, and a cloth bar hanging down with four strings attached that wrapped around her back and tied. She wore black leather boots, and natural make up. She stopped when she noticed a guy coming by.
He had spiky brown black hair, gorgeous brown eyes, full lips, a rock hard body from Quidditch, and a hot fashion sense for a guy. Cargo pants, sneakers, and a button down black t-shirt with the first few buttons open. This was definitely the Keeper of Slytherin Quidditch, Blaise Zabini. She needed to think of a diversion to see if he was gonna go see Malfoy. She looked down at her boots and pouted before breaking the heel intentionally.
"Uhm…" She blushed innocently, "Can you help me. I forgot my wand and my heel broke. I can't go anywhere with my heel like this."
Blaise stopped, eyes examining her body, before nodding, "Repairo." He pointed his wand at her heel.
"Oh my God! Thanks so much." She gushed.
"Cut the shit Michaels. You're not ditzy like Parkinson and her whory friends." Blaise answered, pinning her with a glare.
"Shit." Angelina whispered, "Fine. I broke my heel on purpose."
He pushed her against the wall, "Why? What game are you playing at?"
Think fast, think fast, think fast! She did the only thing she could think of, "This." She pulled his head down to meet her lips, in a hard kiss.
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Ginny flooed into the empty room, "Oi! Ferret, where are you?" She asked the room. Sighing thankfully, she pulled off her leather jacket and looked in the mirror. Tan bare midriff tank top, dark blue denim booty shorts, and sneakers. Ginny Weasley: Seducer, Draco Malfoy: Seducee, and missing. She sighed and sat down on the bed and lay back.
A noise startled her into a sitting position. She looked to an opening door and a wet Draco Malfoy walked out, toweling his hair, with only a short white towel wrapped loosely on his hips. He stopped when he saw her, clearly shocked.
Ginny gulped, Faking to be attracted to him won't be hard now. Oh God what've I gotten into?
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Hehe, its only a tad longer but I'll try to get the next chapter out in the next two days. ^__^
Thanks to those who've reviewed and handed me suggestions and support, but with the suggestions, the story is already done. It's been done since December 18th. But thanks anyways, I'll look into bettering it if I post it somewhere else with your suggestions.