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A/N: Okay, I've done back edits, so everything should be good now... but we'll see. On a note for this chapter, this is mostly background, but it's very important for the rest of the story (motivations and such). Hope you like this newest chap and thanks, as always, for reviewing! Oh! And I have nothing to read... so everyone update soon with your Draco/Ginny bits! :-P

NOTE: This chapter is NAUGHTY! I have my rating for a reason, and at this point you find why... *cheeky grin* and this is all because we're such good girls (and boys, if there are any).

Ginny's night was not going well. Reminiscing is fun and all when you're with someone else... when the thoughts don't leave you wallowing in a sea of rejection... Bastard. It was all his fault! Really, she hadn't been thinking about two years ago when Harry had come up with his crackpot cover story. But then he had to Floo her; he just had to come check...

"Did you tell them?" His face in her fireplace had shocked her out of her own reverie... which is probably how he got the whole sentence out.

"No, you pointy faced prat, I did not!" She crossed her arms and smirked as he abruptly disappeared. She had put a charm on her fireplace that ended conversations based on the hostile inflection of her voice. It was very useful... and she liked the idea of Draco Malfoy covered in soot, having basically been shoved out of the fireplace by a sudden magical barrier.

He was gone and she was sure he wouldn't try to get in touch with her again. For the night, at least... but he was moving in tomorrow morning. Ginny was, of course, filled with apprehension at that thought.

"UGH," Ginny shouted and began pacing; being quiet and still held very little appeal at the moment. "Two years! Two!!" she began ranting to her, very attentive, snowy owl, Athena. "Two years without anyone asking anything about why we stopped getting along... without anyone wondering if something had happened! Now, I have to go and tell a story that is all too close to two years ago!!" Glumly she fell back onto her sofa, "Except this time he has to stay..." and the musing began anew.

*******************************Flashback*********************************

Ginny had been so excited going into Auror sorting. Getting accepted into the Protector Program was an amazing honor, those in this program would eventually be Protectors for the secrets of their divisions. She knew where the students from the year ahead of her had been placed and that really made it all the harder for her to think where she'd like to go. She knew that the personality and aptitude tests she had taken would place her without a choice, but she was still thinking about it. Harry was among the officers, mostly those who had already distinguished themselves somehow and who would be good working without much supervision. Hermione had been put in the Research Division, of course, and now spent much of her time in the Department of Mysteries. Ron was a Strategist, a General Protector during peacetime and somewhat like a Muggle lawyer (so Hermione said) in some of his duties as well. She also knew that Draco Malfoy and Blaise Zabini had created a stir when they had joined the same program... grouped under `those with something to prove', mostly these were people who felt they needed to earn trust and respect before they could determine what they wanted to do. Some people in that division were also happy to know that, after their initial, all-around, two year training, they'd get to choose their own assignments to some degree, if they had distinguished themselves enough for those accepting applications. When the results of her test had been revealed to her, Ginny had been surprised to find that, for at least a year, she would also find herself working with the likes of Draco Malfoy and Blaise Zabini.

After the initial shock, and the blustering of Ron, Ginny had settled into her own division, and, like many others, she found it fun and interesting to be able to work in many of the different departments, instead of being confined to just one. The only other group that got so much movement was the officers, which she found very interesting. She even found herself beginning to like spending time with Malfoy and Zabini, who had initially begun hanging around her to annoy the `Terrible Trio' but found themselves intrigued by the red head as well. The three would regularly go out, talk, and generally have fun together by the time six months had passed.

Then the Ferret had to go and be in a towel when she stopped by one night. Prat.

That incident and the subsequent realization that one of her closest friends was also a very hot male had made things a bit harder as the blushing returned full force…as did her penchant for falling for male friends.

It had been about two weeks after that incident that Draco, Blaise, and Ginny had gone out drinking after training. Ginny had had slightly too much to drink and out of concern, and the fact that he noticed her reaction to his best friend, Blaise had suggested that Draco Apparate Ginny home. But merely to prevent splinching, of course.

When they had gotten to her house, Draco, like any good and concerned friend, had asked why she had consumed so much alcohol, when usually she'd have one or two and be helping one of the guys home later. This had prompted her own tirade about not having someone of her own to help her home and wondering why men didn't want her and then blaming the whole thing on him and his `bloody towel'.

"What?" Draco stood up from his place on the couch, in order to make her face him in her accusation, and also to prevent himself from becoming dizzy watching her pace in front of him.

"You heard me, you prat! If you hadn't been in your towel when I came to talk to you at the Manor about my project, I would have been just fine and I wouldn't have had to worry at all that two of my best friends are two of the hottest guys in training, and the fact that I can't seem to stop thinking about one of them! If I can't stop thinking about how sexy you are and how much I want you, then how am I supposed to be able to find someone else!? And for that matter, how am I supposed to do my job!?" She put her hands on her hips, began tapping her foot, and waited for him to give her an acceptable answer.

He was speechless.

"Ginny, I - "

"Oh, bugger it!" After throwing her hands in the air to admit her own defeat she grabbed him by the collar of his shirt and pulled his mouth down to meet hers. In his shock, and to keep them both from falling, his hands had moved of their own accord to her hips.

The kiss was searing. At first, neither had moved, due mostly to shock of what they were doing, but then Draco had pulled her closer to himself. She wrapped her arms up around his neck, lifting herself more to his height. He ran his tongue along her lips seeking entrance as his mouth moved over hers and she gratefully granted it to him, battling his tongue with her own as the kiss deepened even further. Finally, as it became clear that kissing wouldn't be enough to make the raging feelings go away, he pulled out of her embrace.

"Ginny, I - I do want this, I promise you, but I don't want you to do something you'll regret just because you're drunk." He was somewhat out of breath and the longing in his voice was apparent as he prepared to leave her in her flat. He knew if he looked at her again all his hard earned morals would be damned.

"Draco, I have a secret." Just the way she said it was enough to make him lose his resolve not to look at her, and when he turned, she was close enough to kiss again and her hand was on his shoulder.

"Gin?"

"I'm not that drunk." Without waiting for an answer she pulled him down to meet her once again in a passionate kiss, but this time, all restraint had flown.

This kiss was enough to heat the blood racing through the pounding hearts of both of them. They pressed themselves together, regretting every tiny space between them. His hands pulled her into him by her arse and she fitted herself as closely as she could manage. She felt his arousal clearly in her abdomen. It wasn't clear if she had moved first, or if it was him, but, without breaking their lip lock, he lifted her and she wrapped her legs around him so that now their still clothed centers were pressed against each other.

He began walking to her bedroom, both of them moaning with each step as they rubbed against each other. He finally leaned over her bed, letting her fall from his hold onto the mattress as he began trailing his lips over her jaw and down the column of her throat. His hands began moving the fabric of her shirt up her body, caressing her bared skin as he went. Eagerly, she began removing his shirt as well, her movements frantic. She lustily caressed his skin once his torso was fully revealed to her. Both their bodies were sculpted and toned by months of hard training. His lithe, slightly more muscular body, caused her mouth to water as she looked at him. And her athletic, small frame seemed to cause the same reaction in him. He was the first to move, beginning to kiss down her chest as he simultaneously began unhooking her bra and pulling out of the way to free her to his lustful gaze. He bent his head to take a firming nipple into his mouth as he began kneading her other breast with the hand not holding his weight off of her. She moaned and arched into his touch, running her hands up his muscular back to entangle in his hair and hold him to his chest. As he sucked on her left nipple, lathing it with his tongue, he took her right between his fingers, rolling it to hardness, before moving his head to her right and sending his left hand to move further along her body. He rested his hand, open palmed, on her stomach, feeling the flutters there, waiting to go further. As his hand rested, she moved her hands down over his back, to the belt of his trousers, which she then followed forward until her hand was on his zipper. Unzipping his pants, she immediately began pulling them down over his hips, not hesitating to reach into his boxers and grip his arse teasingly as his trousers fell to his ankles.

With his pants down, Draco lifted himself away from her body, kicking the final way out of his pants and allowing her to see him as she pulled his boxers down to follow his pants. Seeing him nude in front of her, Ginny couldn't help reaching out to take his penis in her hand, bringing her lips to it briefly before looking up at him and taking pride in the fact that she could cause his face to look so ecstatic with so brief a gesture. She then pulled away, unhooking her skirt as she dragged herself up the bed. The friction of her movement caused her skirt to be pulled down of its own accord, leaving her in only her knickers by the time her head was up among the pillows. Slowly, he moved up the bed after her. Kneeling beside her legs, he caressed up the outside of her left leg before hooking his finger through the waistband of her knickers and pulling them down with his hand trailing down her right leg. With her completely bared to him, he moved so that he was kneeling between her knees. He ran his hands up the inside of her legs, lightly caressing the inside of her thighs before running his hands along her slit, teasing her before entering her body with one slowly thrusting finger, followed by two fingers. His other hand moved up her already writhing body and moved to cup and kneed her breast while he leaned to capture her moaning mouth in a sensual kiss. He moved the thrusting hand to brace himself and the other hand to lift her as he moved into her, both of them gasping and moaning with his entrance. She brought her arms up to grip his shoulders as he slowly thrust into her. As his thrusts sped up, she moved her hands to grip his arse and pull him as far as possible into her center. Their hands had continued to explore and move over each other at first, but now they both sought release with complete abandon and desperation. As he felt her nearing her peak and his own thrusts became erratic he caught her lips in yet another fiery kiss, sending them both over the edge together.

After they had recovered from their orgasm enough that he was no longer collapsed on top of her and someone had had enough energy to grab a wand and clean up the aftermath of their copulation, she curled herself against him. When they were nearly asleep, and he was trying to decide if he should stay with her or not, he heard her small voice beside him.

"Draco?"

"Mmm?"

"Will you stay tonight?"

"Of course." And with that she had moved even more against him, his arm around her and her arm thrown across his chest. He had pulled up the comforter to cover their naked bodies and they had both fallen asleep.

She dreamed that maybe he had kissed her in the night, but she didn't feel him leave.

He wasn't there in the morning.

The next day, she didn't see him at work either, not that, at that point, she wanted to. When she did see him again, she asked why he hadn't been there when she had woken up.

"I had to leave. Ginny, I don't want this completely screwing up our friendship."

"It wouldn't have. If you had been there." And she had walked away. After that she had proceeded to pretend that Draco Malfoy did not exist. About a month later, she dated and then broke up with Blaise Zabini as well. The reasons for the break up were never revealed, but Hermione had a hard time convincing Ron not to have a party for the fact that his sister no longer spent time with `those bloody gits'.

The day after the break up, Ginny came into the office with eyes blood-shot and puffy, clear proof that she'd been crying. The day after that, Blaise had come in with an eye bruised and puffy, and his lip split, clear proof that he'd been beaten up. Harry and Ron swore that it wasn't them. A short while after that incident, however, Ginny, for some reason, decided that the silent treatment was far less interesting than all-out verbal warfare, and that was how the relationship between Draco Malfoy and Ginevra Weasley had progressed up until the current point. And now, they were going to have live in the same house and pretend to be in love...

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