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Kiss me Deadly
Nearly a month and a half passed without trouble. Ginny found that she had indeed performed the spell correctly (Thank Merlin!). Sean simply regarded her as someone he had never met before. It could not get any better for Ginny.
Blaise and her made sure they hung out more often. They were as closer than a Slytherin and a Gryffindor should be. They were great friends, and was the point of being so if they couldn't hang out. People had to adjust to their breaking the mold of the house relationships, but it was all good.
Finally, Christmas Vacation came. Ginny packed a suitcase and donned her cloak. She made sure she had Draco's present (five times, in fact) before making her way to the entrance where a carriage for her was prepared. She gave a nod to Filch, who was guarding the entrance, and skipped off as he sneered disgustedly. She got into the carriage and plopped onto one of the seats, nervously wringing her hands and biting her lip to keep from beaming as brightly as she was.
She flounced out of the carriage as soon as it came to a halt and saw Draco standing there, in a simple sweater and jeans. She surged forward into his arms.
"I missed you!" Ginny exclaimed as he picked her up a few inches off the ground.
"I missed you too," he whispered, giving Ginny an extra squeeze before setting her back down on the ground. He took my hand and led me through the winding village of Hogsmeade.
"You excited for Christmas Eve, tomorrow?" Ginny asked excitedly. Draco nodded.
"I'm glad we'll be spending it together, too," he responded sweetly. Ginny smiled, wrapping her cloak closer around herself to be protected from the falling snow.
He led Ginny to his apartment and they shook off all traces of snow once inside. Draco said a quick greeting to the Atrium worker (who, for once, was not Marianna) before they made their way to the elevator. Ginny smiled to him as the bell dinged and they were secluded inside. Ginny leaned over and gave him a long tender kiss, that wasn't broken even as they stepped from the elevator. Draco fumbled for his keys within his cloak pocket as the two broke away and roughly shoved them into the lock.
"Thank you, sire," Ginny commented playfully as he opened the door and held it for her.
"No problem, my madam," he responded, giving a deep bow and following her inside. Ginny removed her cloak and hung it on a hook near the door. Draco did the same. Ginny brushed her jeans of any dirt or dust, and then unzipped her jacket just a bit.
"It's warm in here," she stated offhandedly, walking down the hallways with Draco trailing and flinging her suitcase onto the master bed. Draco came up behind her and moved her hair to the side, placing a kiss on her neck.
"Mmm…I…ooh," Ginny gasped as his teeth captured her earlobe and he began working wonders on it. "I forgot how much I liked this."
"Why thank you," he said sarcastically, turning her around and capturing her lips. Ginny wrapped her arms around his neck as he playfully dipped her so her hair was flowing across the bedspread. He sharply pulled her back up and she chuckled against his lips.
"I'm tired," Ginny yawned as they parted slightly. "Long day."
"It's only-like-nine," Draco responded.
"I know, but we don't have to go to sleep until ten," she commented mischievously, tugging on his tie…wait, his tie? "Why are you wearing a tie?" she asked.
"Work…We all felt like wearing ties today, so we coordinated. Ginny then realized almost half his shirt was unbuttoned along with it.
"Were you also coordinated to unbutton half your shirts?" she questioned, raising an eyebrow.
"Shelby thought it'd give me a sultry, sex-on-the-beach kinda look. That is my best drink ever made." Ginny chuckled. She slowly undid his tie and threw it across the room.
"I hate ties…too formal," Ginny said lazily. Turning around, she grabbed a pair of sweatpants from her suitcase and a plain tank top. She slid her jeans off and replaced them with her sweatpants, then slid her jacket and shirt off and replaced them with her tank top. Draco smirked slightly. "Oh, nothing you haven't seen," she remarked.
"Still." Ginny rolled her eyes and pulled her suitcase off of the bed. Draco walked to his closet and pulled a pair of sweatpants (strangely resembling Ginny's) and slid them on after he had pulled off his pants. He removed his black shirt and threw it expertly into a hamper halfway across the room.
Once both Ginny and Draco had brushed their teeth and flossed, they both jumped into bed and snuggled up together, talking quietly before they both fell into blissful sleep.
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Ginny awoke the next morning, groaned, and rolled over. She found herself half on top of Draco, who in turn groaned.
Ginny slowly opened her eyes and looked at his bedside clock.
"Draco," she groaned, giving him a nudge. He rustled around and groaned a little, before smacking his lips. "It's eleven thirty."
His eyes slowly opened. Ginny raised herself up and she crawled over Draco's lazy body, giving him an "accidental" knee in the side.
"Yow! What was that for?" he asked, rubbing his side.
"For being lazy. Come on, wake up," she responded. Then, she remembered something. "Wait, don't wake up yet!" Ginny darted out of bed and went to her suitcase. She picked out two packages, wrapped in silver wrapping, and then made her way to the entry hallway. She dug into her cloak pocket and picked out her main gift to Draco.
She walked into the living room, where she assumed where the Christmas tree was, and was met with a surprising sight. There were at least four gifts under the tree already. Ginny put down her three gifts in front of the tree. She began looking them over for a minute, but then her self-control stopped her form acting like a child on Christmas day.
Ginny slowly got up, and walked away, smiling confidently that she had been able to master her self-control. Well, if she hadn't, she wouldn't be able to see Draco in front of her family anymore.
"Dracoo," Ginny called as she entered the bedroom. "You can wake up now!" Ginny slapped his rear and he let out a sleepy groan. Ginny sighed, before leaning over and straddling his waist, before slowly placing her lips on his. "Wake up," she mumbled. Draco's eyes opened considerably.
"I'm up," he stated, wrapping his arms around Ginny's waist and pulling her back down to him. "But I don't wanna get out of bed."
Ginny slapped his arm. "You little playboy. Now, now, none of that." Draco poked out his lower lip and made it quiver ever so slightly. "Nope, nuh-uh, don't faze me much."
Draco let out a tiny sigh. "Ok." Ginny climbed off of him and jumped off the bed. Draco followed. "What do you want to do now?" Ginny asked him.
"Breakfast?" Ginny shrugged.
"I'm game."
They made their way to the kitchen. Draco, not feeling up to doing it the traditional way, started breakfast with a wave of his wand.
"Let's go watch TV. It'll beep when it's done," Draco said. Ginny nodded as they both fell onto the couch. Draco picked up a nearby remote. "Working with muggles have given me a greater knowledge of their culture. Andre insisted I get one of these."
"Another work buddy?" Ginny asked with an eyebrow cocked.
"Yea. He and I aren't as close, but we still talk. I know just about everyone there as well as I know Zabini," Draco commented. The screen flickered on, as the pictures began moving.
"Oh, my dad told me about these!" Ginny gasped, getting slightly excited. "He said he adored these when he worked undercover as a muggle to uncover the secrets behind it." Ginny snuggled closer to Draco and he wrapped his arm around her shoulder.
Soon a buzzer went off. "Breakfast," Draco murmured, and taking Ginny's hand and leading her toward the table where a breakfast of scrambled eggs, toast, and pumpkin juice had been set up.
Ginny sat in her seat and began nibbling on her toast.
"Oh, Ginny, I almost forgot," Draco said, as he began into his meal. "My friend Mitch, he's one of those super-rich "Daddy, daddy I want this" kind of kids, he's having a little Christmas get-together tomorrow night. It's semi-formal I guess you could say. Would you like to go?"
"As long as we get to-"
"I know, I know, spend time with your family. As long as I don't get murdered, gladly. But, can we go?" he asked, taking a large bite of his eggs.
"Of course. I didn't bring anything, but-"
"It's ok, I'm sure he'll have something for you to slip into. His sister's about your age." Ginny smiled.
"Great." The two finished up their breakfasts and began watching some more T.V. They both fell asleep during a movie entitled "Secret Window". Draco got offended when Ginny said the main character was good-looking, and began pouting.
"He's a psychotic lunatic," Draco had responded.
"He's still good to look at."
They both awoke a few hours later. It was way too late for lunch (it had to be at least five) and too early for dinner according to Draco.
"Do you want to open presents?" he asked giddily, like a little kid.
"If you promise to open mine first," Ginny responded. Draco smiled.
"Whatever makes my girly happy," he said, raising his hand to tangle it into her long red tresses. She bounced up from the couch and grabbed the three presents that she had laid under the tree earlier that morning. "You shouldn't have," he said jokingly. He began to tear off the paper of the first box. It was rather small and light.
"I only had a few ideas to work on, so…" Ginny trailed off and blushed as he opened the box that was under the wrappings. He reached two fingers inside and pulled out a small golden ball. Suddenly, the ball grew wings and tried to flap.
"Aww…" Draco cooed.
"And look," Ginny said, turning the ball around. On the other side the was an inscription of D&G with a heart around it.
"Thanks," Draco whispered, pulling her forward into a hug. He began tearing apart his second gift, which was a black Falmouth Falcons shirt. "Thanks. How did you know I love them?" he asked.
"Blaise," Ginny responded with a wink. His last present was a magical silver watch. It had a compass and a date keeper, and his initials inscribed in the back.
"Ginny…" he gasped. "This means a lot. I know it's not easy to afford all this, but thank you very much."
"Oh, I don't care about money. I just want to show you how much I love you." They both met in a soft passionate kiss.
"My presents next!" Draco exclaimed, jumping up and grabbing the four presents under the tree. He pushed them into Ginny's arms. She laid three on the floor, keeping the smallest one. "Wait, open that one last," he said, pulling it away and setting it on the nearby coffee table. "Sorry."
Ginny smiled slightly and picked up the biggest present, which was some sort of rectangular box. She hastily ripped the paper off and revealed it was some sort of garment box. Lifting off the top revealed a black satiny fabric. Ginny gasped and pulled it from the box, holding it up against her body. It was a little higher than knee-length black dress with halter straps.
"It's beautiful," she whispered, and gave him a hug. She neatly folded it back up and placed it inside, moving to the next box. Inside were tucked a pair of black shoes to perfectly match the dress. They were slightly elevated, with ties that wrapped around the calf. "Thank you so much, Draco!"
"I knew you wouldn't have anything for the party," he said as she flung her arms around him. "So I thought you might like these."
"They're great. Thanks," Ginny responded as she pulled away and picked up her next gift. She opened it and it appeared to be a new black robe with a scarlet lining and her initials stitched into the left breast pocket. She smiled greatly and gave him another hug and a kiss. "It's great."
"You're going to love your last one even more," he stated, as she picked it up off the coffee table and slowly began unwrapping it. It turned out to be a box of some magical jeweler that Ginny had heard of once before. She looked to Draco with a beaming smile on her face and slowly lifted the lid to find a long, smooth velvet box. She picked out the box and opened it. Upon seeing the necklace, she nearly fainted. It was on a fine silver chain with a charm of a broom on it.
"You remembered," she whispered as she looked at the necklace.
"How could I forget? You saved my bloody life and it made our love stronger than ever," he murmured, nuzzling his head in her neck.
"I love you," Ginny whispered, tears forming her eyes.
"I love you more."
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The next day was hectic at the Malfoy (and soon to be Malfoy) Apartment. Ginny hurriedly packed her dress and shoes so she could get ready at the burrow and they could apparate straight to the party.
"You almost dressed, babe?" she called as she pulled on her jeans and then slipped on her black trainers.
"Dressed!" he called. He came out of his bathroom and looked her over, nodding before grabbing her hand. Before she knew what hit her, they were standing in the middle of a battle scene with presents and wrapping being flung all over the place.
"Sorry, Gin," her mother yelled over the din. "They couldn't wait!"
"It's ok." Ginny settled onto one of the nearby couches, and began watching the scene with interest.
"Hello Mrs. Weasley," Draco greeted Ginny's mother, giving her a hug. "I brought a gift for you and Mr. W."
Molly sighed gratefully. "Thank you Draco. Have a seat." Ginny's mom tossed both her and Draco a few gifts and they began opening, and soon the real fiasco had begun.
Many minutes later, everyone had torn through all the presents and Ginny was able to get a formal greeting to her family. Ron, Harry, Hermione, her mother, her father, the twins, Charlie, and bill were all there. Percy was off in some hotel somewhere with Penelope, no doubt.
"Hey Gin, Malfoy," Ron greeted and plopped down next to her. They had finally resolved their silly fight and Ron begged forgiveness after acting like an ass (and Draco had bought him a new broom for his birthday).
"Weasel," Draco said in greeting. Ginny slapped both of them on the arm. Draco looked to her with a taken aback expression. She only glowered at him. "Fine, fine. Ronald, so lovely to see you my dearest chum in the whole entire world," Draco greeted properly while giving him a hug.
"What the…?" Ron whispered as Draco leaned in.
"Go along with it. She has her ways of making me suffer." Suddenly, Ron jumped up and began screaming like a little girl.
"TOO. MUCH. INFORMATION!" he shouted.
"Oh Ron, stop acting like a fool," Molly said. Still slightly ruffled, he sat next to Ginny on the couch again but scooted a few inches away. Ginny glared and scowled at him at the same time. And trust me, that's not one expression that you want to be caught in front of.
"Ginny," Draco started quietly. "Your brother is beginning to scare me."
"I thought he always did?" she asked with a slight chuckle.
It was now about eleven and somehow Ginny's mother had seemed to be able to usher them all into the living room connecting to the kitchen so she could cook breakfast while every talked animatedly, catching up on news.
Draco sat on the couch and Ginny sat in his lap wrapping her arms around his neck.
"So…" Fred trailed off.
"Malfoy. How is it that-"
"-you and our sister-"
"-came to be?"
"I mean, no one-"
"-even expected this kind-"
"-of relationship in-"
"-the wizarding world."
"Highly shocking when we found out," they both stated in unison.
After Draco's head stopped spinning from trying to follow the two, he began, "Well, it all started-"
"Don't you even say it Draco Lucridaeus Malfoy or I will-" Ginny ordered, before leaning into his ear and whispered something. Watching the color drain from his face, she felt extremely satisfied.
"Lucridaeus?" both of the twins broke into fits of laughter.
"Shut up," Draco snapped. "It's not like I asked for my middle name. At least its not-like-Jeffrey or something." And, oddly, both of the twins stopped laughing almost instantly.
"Anyways," Fred continued on. "The story?"
Ginny leaned into Draco's ear again. "Ginny says I shouldn't answer that question if I expect to have kids someday."
George made the sound of a whip cracking. "Whipped already and not even married," George muttered to Fred, who clucked his tongue in turn.
"George!" Ginny shrieked in her I'm-madder-than-when-I-PMS-so-piss-me-off-and-you-ARE-dead tone.
You could see George flinch slightly. "Yea, I was getting sick of picking on you two anyways."
"Good."
"Question?" Ron announced slightly, turning to Harry and Hermione. Hermione was sitting next to Harry, burying her face in his shoulder and chuckling every few moments when he leaned down and whispered something in her ear.
"Oh yeah. Me and Ron are wondering why you don't want Draco to tell the story?" Harry asked. Draco laughed. Ginny turned to him with an eyebrow cocked and he abruptly stopped.
"Because it is immensely embarrassing-"
"-on your part," Draco cut in.
"Yes, on my part," she corrected. "The whole world shall know, but now is not the time. Neither will the time be tomorrow or the day after that. Hell, it could be years before you all know. I take pride in my dignity, you know?"
"And that's why I love you," Draco murmured, placing a soft kiss on her lips, lingering for a few moments.
"I also take pride in my vision," Fred stated blandly. Draco and Ginny pulled away but they both began bumping noses and kissing for mere seconds, with intervals in between.
"You're doing this to piss us off and possibly make us gag, aren't you?" George asked.
Ginny pulled away from Draco, smiled and nodded. "Yea, pretty much." Fred and George rolled their eyes.
"Breakfast!" Molly Weasley had called nearly twenty minutes afterwards. Everyone crammed themselves around the table (not that Draco minded. Being squeezed up next to Ginny was the next best thing to getting some…ahem…action with her. Typical guy).
"Draco, when's the party tonight?" Ginny asked as the secluded themselves into their own little world. Nobody seemed to notice that they had dropped out of the conversation going on around the table.
"Well, Mitch told me it starts at five but we can gladly come later if we want."
"I'll start getting ready at about 5:30 and we'll leave at six," Ginny responded, taking a few bites of her eggs benedict.
"Ok," he responded as they engulfed themselves in conversation one more.
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Soon, 6:00 rolled around. Ginny (with help from Hermione) had gotten herself appropriately dressed and ready. She was wearing the dress Draco had gotten her (how could it possibly fit so perfectly? Did he measure her while she slept?) and she realized she didn't want to know the answer. Anyways, she was wearing the black satin dress Draco had given her and the high-heeled black shoes.
"You look lovely!" Hermione gasped as Ginny came down the stairs, her hair pulled back into a half-ponytail.
"I feel lovely." Draco came down the stairs a few minutes later with a pair of black pants on with a blue button-up and a jacket on over it.
"You look beautiful," he said softly. Hermione squealed (yes. She actually squealed like a little schoolgirl) from behind Ginny.
"You guys remind me of Harry and me. I had my doubts at first but I can tell you're in love," she sighed softly. Harry entered the room, peering around and found Hermione.
"You look good, Gin," Harry stated. She smiled and thanked him.
"No comment on how I look?" Hermione pouted.
"You don't look good," Harry stated nonchalantly. Hermione looked at him with a hurt expression. "You look stunning." Hermione smiled brightly and gave him a large hug.
"We're leaving," Ginny called to them, hoping they would hear before they started their next snogging session. Ginny grabbed Draco's hand and they apparated into what looked like a very small entrance room.
"Draco!" someone called. He whipped around and came face to face with-
"Mitch! How are you? I haven't seen you in nearly three weeks!"
"Vacation time, you know," he said, pulling Draco into a manly hug.
"Who is this lovely lady?" Mitch asked, taking Ginny's hand and giving it a kiss. "Oh, don't tell me. This must be the Ginny I hear so much about. Well, you were everything I expected and more." Ginny blushed.
"Thank you, Mitch," she responded quietly. Draco wrapped his arm around Ginny's waist. Had she known better, she would've thought he was being overprotective.
"I don't trust him around you. I'm sorry, but he's a real big player," he whispered to Ginny once Mitch had turned around to greet more guests. Draco and Ginny entered the door right in front of them and found a room filled with couches, chairs, food, and dancing couples.
"Wanna dance?" Ginny asked.
"I'd rather sit down first. I'm tired from running around all day." So they picked a squishy loveseat next to a couch with three people seated on it.
"Draco!" One of the women on the couch exclaimed. Ginny recognized it as Danny, the one from his work with the shocking pink hair.
"Hey Dan. What's up, girl?" he asked, giving her a friendly hug.
"Nothing. You know Matt, right?" she asked, motioning to the man she was sitting next to. Draco and he shook hands.
"Of course I remember him. Was at the bar maybe a week or two ago." Danny smiled and nodded. "And of course you remember Gin."
"The infamous," Danny chuckled. Ginny smiled and crossed her legs, exposing another inch of skin on her thighs.
"Hey you two," Mitch greeted, sitting next to Ginny on the arm of the loveseat. "Having fun?"
"Sure," Draco responded with a laugh.
"Would you mind if I had a quick dance with your lady here. I promise to keep my hands to myself," Mitch joked.
Draco looked to Ginny who shrugged. "I don't care as long as you keep your hands where I can see them. Remember, I know where you work," Draco threatened jokingly.
"Yea, yea," he said dismissively, taking Ginny's hand and leading her to the dance floor. "I'll be a good boy." Ginny put her arms on his shoulders and swayed lightly to the music. "I just want to get to know the girl I've heard so much about from Draco."
"Does he really talk about me that much?" Ginny asked.
"Yea. He loves you, I can really tell," Mitch replied softly.
"I know. I love him too," Ginny whispered. A few minutes later, Ginny felt a tap on her shoulder and turned around to see Draco smiling softly.
"May I cut in?" he asked.
"But of course," Mitch said and returned to his seat near Danny and her friend Matt.
"He's nice," Ginny commented.
"Yea, he's a good guy."
The room became more packed with people, and Ginny was being introduced to more people than she could count. Even some of them were people Draco didn't know!
"Hello," Ginny said to what felt like the hundredth person that night.
"Hey Ginny. It's me, Alison. We used to go to Hogwarts together, remember?" she asked in a low voice, as so no muggles would hear.
Lemme tell you what I did
I went to a party last Saturday night
I didn't get laid I got in a fight
Uh huh it ain't no big thing (really?)
Halfway through the party, Draco and Ginny sat again, worn from the dancing. Some piss-drunk man came over to Ginny (Ginny hadn't ever even seen him before) and tried to feel her up. Draco started yelling at him, the man threw a punch, Draco staggered back and it turned it a full-out brawl. Other people tried to pry them apart but just got caught in the middle of it.
Once they had been successfully pried apart, Ginny and Draco apparated back to his flat. They began cracking up about the whole thing. Literally, they were close to tears when they finally stopped and both fell asleep, exhausted from a long Christmas day.
Late for my job
And the traffic was bad
Had to borrow ten bucks from Tavis's dad
Uh huh it ain't no big thing.
The next night Draco got an owl from one of the magical workers at the bar. It seemed he needed to work today because Danny was sick ('How is that possible I just saw her last night?')
He had ten minutes to get ready and took about fifty minutes more than that (besides the fact that he also wanted Ginny to come so she wouldn't be alone on her vacation).
He was panting heavily as they apparated into the same dirty alleyway and began sprinting to the club.
"Red!" he shouted. "Open the door, I'm late for work!" the man at the door nodded, opened the velvet rope and the door and let him and Ginny pass through.
"You're an hour late!" his boss called.
"It's not my fault Danny's playing sick!" he called back. He grabbed a towel form a clean stack, as Ginny took a seat right in front of his workstation.
"Ten minutes off your break!" his boss called back before disappearing into the throng of dancing people.
Draco sighed, washing his hands and wiping them dry on his towel. "Damn Danny I'm going to give her a fucking piece-" Draco mumbled incoherently for the next few minutes.
"Seriously, if words would kill, I promise you that Danny would be dead and buried right now," Ginny said in hopes to make him laugh. He cracked a small half-smile sort of thing.
"Yea, well, I guess cursing her to hell and back wouldn't be the nicest way to get my point across either," he murmured, just as a lady came up to the bar for a drink. "Hey Tamara," Draco greeted. "Let me guess, a mudslide on the rocks?" The girl named Tamara smiled.
"Am I that predictable?" the brunette asked.
"Pretty much. I'll put it on your tab." Draco started her drink and handed to her once it was finished.
"Thanks Draco," she said, sitting down next to Ginny. "Hello."
"Hello," Ginny responded with a smile.
"This is Ginny. Ginny, this is Tamara." They shook hands.
"Nice to meet you, Ginny. How do you know Draco?" she asked curiously.
"I'm his fiancée," Ginny responded, lifting up her hand to show Tamara the engagement ring.
"Oh, that's great for you Draco. I vaguely remember you said you were getting married. Must've slipped my mind. That's been happening a lot lately," Tamara recalled, tapping her chin thoughtfully. She finished up her drink and bid the two a good day (night, actually).
"I still can't believe what happened last night," Draco laughed.
"Me neither," Ginny chuckled as well.
I went to a party last Saturday night
I told you that story it'll be alright
Uh huh it ain't no big thing
"Could it have gotten any crazier?" Draco asked.
"Maybe just a bit," Ginny responded with an inward chuckle. And so they talked for the next few hours, as Draco served customers left and right.
"Malfoy, break, twenty minutes," his boss called at about ten 'o' clock.
"Let's dance. I could use some movement after being cooped up back here," Draco said, coming around the bar and taking Ginny's hand. He led her out onto the dance floor and they began to dance.
"Hey, isn't a break traditionally for-like-dinner or something?" she asked.
"I'm not hungry. So unless you are, I just want to spend my time right here." Ginny shook her head. "Good." They began dancing to a rather loud and fast song.
"I like this," Ginny commented a song or two later. "Just being here with you. I love the sentimental moments we spend together."
"Me too. And soon the whole world will know just how much."
"But once I get out of Hogwarts we need to start the heavy duty planning for our wedding. It had to be perfect," Ginny gushed.
"Perfect wedding for the perfect lady. Sounds reasonable," Draco commented with a smirk. Ginny smiled and kissed him soundly.
But I know what I like
I know I like dancin' with you
And I know what you like
I know you like dancing with me
(Dance with me!)
Kiss me once
Kiss me twice
Come on pretty baby
Kiss me deadly
They stayed locked at the lips well into the next song. Amazingly, their brains had enough oxygen to remember to continue dancing, as not to look like idiots.
"Scratch my previous comment. I REALLY like this." Another kiss. "I love this."
"And I agree wholeheartedly," he responded, craning his neck to give her another thorough kiss.
"Of course you do," Ginny stated as they pulled away yet again. "That's why you make a good boyfriend. You always agree."
"I resent that," he shot back playfully. "I don't ALWAYS agree."
(Insert squabbling about how much he agreed here). Then, more snogging.
"Wow, we're a pretty repetitive couple," Draco commented moments later. "Snogging and light bickering. That's all we do."
"Damn fluffy fanfic writers," Ginny mumbled.
"What was that?"
"Nothing," she said dismissively.
Once Draco's break had ended, they both went back to the bar. Draco had made her a strawberry daiquiri, light on the alcohol. She has yet to forget her brush with a hangover, and didn't want to experience it ever again.
"I'm starting to hate work. I'd rather be at home, curled up on the couch, with you, watching a movie," Draco grunted, washing out a few glasses. Ginny smiled.
Had a few beers
Getting' high
Sitting, watching the time go by
Nothing to eat and no TV
Lookin' in the mirror
Don't do it for me
Uh huh it ain't no big thing
"You have to admit it's getting just a touch boring though," Draco commented.
Ginny shrugged. "It's ok. At least I'm here with you."
"But you have nothing to do. No books or movies or TV or anything."
"Even if there was a TV I wouldn't know how to use it!" she exclaimed, chuckling. Draco let out a loud laugh.
"I thought you said your dad taught you how?" he asked.
"I said my dad showed me one, not taught me how to use one," she corrected. He rolled his eyes.
"Big difference," he joked, stressing the word 'big'. "I only have about another hour anyways. Danny's shifts are only until eleven. Then McCraison takes over."
"Ahh, ok," Ginny responded, swirling her straw around in her drink.
But I know what I like
I know I like dancing with you
And I know what you like
I know you like dancing with me
(Dance with me!)
Kiss me once
Kiss me twice
Come on pretty baby
Kiss me deadly
Soon, Draco was off work and Ginny found herself back at his flat, changing so they could both watch a movie together. She changed into a pair of sweats and one of her tank tops, and grabbed the throw blanket from his bed before wrapping it around her shoulders. He was in the kitchen making a bowl of popcorn and grabbing two butterbeers.
"Good," Ginny stated, plopping herself down on one of his leather couches. Draco sat next to her a few moments later. Draco took the controller and flipped the TV.
"What are you in the mood for: Comedy, Romantic, or Horror?" Draco asked. Ginny thought for a moment.
"Comedy. I could use a laugh." Draco set the controller down and wrapped his arm around Ginny who leaned her head on his chest.
"I love being here with you. I can't wait until I graduate."
"Neither can I," Draco sighed. "Neither can I."
Well, I know you like dancing with me
Kiss me once
Kiss me twice
Come on pretty baby
Kiss me deadly
Kiss me once
Kiss me twice
Come on pretty baby kiss me
Come on pretty baby kiss me
Come on pretty baby
Kiss me deadly
Kiss me deadly
A/N: I am estimating there will be one more chapter to finish everything up. Maybe two, but right now I'm planning on one. It will be the New Year's Party (for a little sugary fluff) and then the wedding planning and the wedding itself. I might make the wedding a different chapter in itself, but im not sure yet. After I finish this I am making a prequel/sequel thingy that will FINALLY describe the embarrassing story of them hooking up, but that is not on the top of my priorities list. My biggest priorities are my other stories and the new one I'm working on now.
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