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A/N: UPDATES FOR ALL!!! WEEEEH! *psycho spaz mode* Sorry, we took a nice long field trip in school today, so I'm hyper!!!
I'm Her Man
"Get your hands off her!" he snarled, dangerously fingering the wand poking out of his jean pocket.
"And you'll what?" Sean asked, just asking for a beating.
"I swear I'll kick your ass so bad you'll have to pee sitting down," he threatened. Sean backed off of me, where I was to the point of bending over the seat to stay at least a foot away from him. I straightened up and immediately took side by Draco.
"Ooh, Draco can string together a threat. Like that's some big deal," Sean sneered. Draco shot him a dirty glance, and they stood, staring, for a moment, as if speaking with words I could not hear. I wrapped an arm around his waist, and instantly felt safer.
"Sean, you had your chance with me, and you blew it! Get over it and go find another lass to shag!" I shouted at him, forgetting that two of my best friends were only feet from me.
"But babe-" that was it. That was the one thing that pushed Draco off the edged. He lunged forward, driving his fist into Sean's jaw.
"NO one, and I mean NO one calls my Gin "babe"," he warned the semi-conscious Sean. Draco picked him up by the scruff of his neck and threw him clean out the door. He hit the opposite compartment's glass door with a thud, then the glass shattered. It instantly repaired itself, but many onlookers peeked their heads out of their compartments to see the commotion.
"Bastard," Sean coughed.
"And that's just the way I like him," I retorted, grabbing his arm and pulling him back into the compartment, shutting the door instantly. I wrapped him in a hug, instinctively, as his strawberry mint scent permeated the air.
"Ahem," Colin coughed. "People-ahem-in the-ahem-room." I smiled, placing myself precariously in Draco's lap.
"Why are you here?" I asked, ecstatic.
"Well, Dumbledore let me take the train with you to my new apartment, and I wanted to surprise you. I came walking down the halls when I saw that guy go into your compartment. I figured he was just a passerby, but recognized him and that little smirk on his face. I tried to catch up to him, but the dumb-ass Zabini tried stopping me in the hall to talk to me. He wanted to know what the hell I was doing here, instead of giving me a proper hello," he explained, then muttered, "wanker."
I let out a small chuckle. "But when I saw that pig handling my baby like that, I had to step in," he finished, wrapping his arms around my waist.
"Talk about clingy," Luna muttered.
"But you can't tell me you don't miss Ron?" I asked slyly. Luna let a pink blush creep across her pale cheeks, and stayed quiet thereafter. I smiled triumphantly, getting exactly the reaction I wanted.
"What does your apartment look like?" I asked. Draco thought for a moment.
"Well, let's just put it this way. I know you'll like it," he responded. I looked at him as if he had three heads.
"How the hell is that supposed to give me a clue about what it looks like?" I laughed.
He smiled slyly, raising an eyebrow suggestively. "That's all you'll need to know. You'll be too preoccupied to care what it looks like."
"Eww! Eww!" Colin exclaimed, grabbing Luna's hand and pulling her out of the compartment. "God, if you wanted us to leave you alone, just so say. Don't try to gross us out into leaving."
I smirked once I hear the compartment door slam close. "So," I purred, swinging my leg around so I was straddling his lap. "We have nearly-what?-six or seven hours ahead of us, all alone." I trailed a finger down the side of his face, leaning in so my breath tickled his lips. He closed his eyes and my smirk merely grew. "What did you have in mind?"
"Well, first of all, I'd like-" he started, but was rudely interrupted by the compartment door singing open, and a lean, mean, perfectly manicured teenager slipping inside.
"Well, well, well," the teenager smirked as he crooned. "What have I found here. My favorite Slytherin and everyone's favorite sexy little Gryffindor."
"Zabini," Draco spat through gritted teeth.
"Thank me Draco. I saw the way you were looking at her. It's a miracle I could come and stop your act of befouling this compartment," he drawled, plopping himself comfortably on one of the seats, pulling an apple out of his pocket and taking a chunk out of it.
"ZABINI!" Draco and I both yelled. He winced and sat up.
"God, I'm doing you a favor, Malfoy. We're like brothers right? Well brothers exchange favors. I did you one, now you need to return it," he strung the words out clearly between bites of his apple.
"What the fuck do you want from me?" asked the already aggravated Draco, placing his hands on my waist to keep me from moving, as I really did not want Blaise to see us in this position.
"Oh just, hookmeupwiththathottiePamLavarti," he blurred his words together so they were one big thing.
"What?" I had been looking at Draco, but spun around to send a quizzical glance to Zabini when I had heard the string of a word come out of his mouth.
"Hook. Me. Up. With. Pam. Lavarti." He said slowly and clearly, gritting his teeth. He obviously did not enjoy embarrassing himself like this.
"Do it yourself!" Draco responded.
"No! She's always around her little clique. What if they laugh at me? C'mon man, you GOTTA do this for me!" Draco rolled his eyes.
"I dated her, so I should now. She loves blondes, first of all so you're a shoo-in. Second, she loves bad boys. She won't date anything BUT Slytherin. She thinks we're all hot. Also, she likes guys with self-confidence. You have me do it, and she'll say no. Now go ask her!" Draco finished. Blaise smiled gratefully.
"Thanks, Draco. Best brother I could ever have," he gushed, standing up to speed out of the compartment.
"Oh, and another thing," Draco commented. Blaise nodded his head in acknowledgement. "Interrupt us again, and you die." He said this without a trace of joking in his tone. Blaise gulped and scurried out of the compartment as fast as his legs could carry him.
"Alone at last," Draco and I whispered in unison, lowering our heads to crash together in a fury of teeth and tongues.
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I, too soon if you ask me, had to eventually say goodbye to Draco. I had to board the "horse-less" carriages to Hogwarts, with Colin, Luna, and surprisingly Blaise who I had come to spend more time with since I started dating Draco. We separated to sit at our respectful tables, as the First years began to pile into the Great Hall. Only one head stuck out of the crowd, and that was the head of Sean Dalton. I sneered when he looked over and smirked slyly at me.
"As you can see we have a new student with us this year," McGonagall announced once all of the first years had been sorted. "His name is Sean Dalton, and I hope whatever house he is in, you will try to make him feel as at-home as possible."
Sean smiled a lady-melting smile as he sat himself on the stool. McGonagall held the hat high above his head for a moment. She brought it down in one deft movement, but it stopped right before his head.
"GRYFFINDOR!" the hat screamed. My jaw dropped. How could that scum possibly have been sorted in to Gryffindor? And the hat gave it no thought whatsoever! I watched as his figure bounced off the stool and down the aisle, making a beeline straight towards me. He wedged himself between me and Colin, then smiled as graciously as he could.
"Bloody bastard," I muttered.
"Let the feast begin!" Dumbledore proclaimed, as the plates began to fill themselves with food.
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About a month and a half into the semester I was missing Draco terribly. I wanted nothing more than to gather him in my arms, kiss him and never let him go, but exams, quizzes, homework, Quidditch, and the like began piling onto my plate. The first Hogsmeade date, though, had come up and I was excited as could be.
I walked past McGonagall and Filch with a smile on my face, dressed in a pair of faded old jeans and yet another tube top. It was giving me déjà vu, almost. I took the horseless carriage into Hogsmeade, alone and unbothered, allowing me to wallow in my thoughts of Draco. I stepped out, shielding my eyes from the bright sun, yet walking along. Draco decided we would meet in the Three Broomsticks and then he would take me up to his flat to see it.
I entered the musky atmosphere of the pub, seeing many girls and boys that I knew. I saw Blaise sitting at a table, alone, accompanied by a butterbeer in his hands. I smiled to myself, walking over to greet him. I hadn't had much time to talk with him either, seeing as we both had our own things to do.
"Hey stranger," I greeted warmly, watching him look up and smile when he saw me. I sat in the seat facing him, laced my fingers and used them as a pedestal for my chin. "What's been up with you? I feel like it's been years."
"I think it has," he commented with a laugh. "I'm just here alone. Pam had studying to do, and I felt like coming here to get some of my Quidditch, candy, and joke shopping done."
I rolled my eyes. "What else would you be here for?"
He smirked. "I can think of things. So what's a pretty girl like you doing here alone?" he asked.
"Draco lives in town, so I felt like coming to visit him," I responded, sighing. "I miss him so much. We have never been apart for more than two weeks tops. I mean, I'd be fine without him, it's just hard for me to imagine life without him."
"Ahh, that's right," Blaise recollected, sipping his butterbeer and then setting it down to trace the rim of the tankard. "Draco has a flat here in Hogsmeade. Sometimes these things slip me. Young in the looks but old in the mind, as they say."
I rolled my eyes yet again. "Blaise, you're young in mind and young in looks. Trust me, when you get as old as my nana then we can talk about you being old in the mind."
He laughed and nodded his head. "Yes, I guess I am blessed I am not that old."
We sat talking for a few minutes. Draco was supposed to meet me at one and it was still only twelve forty, so I was still early. The peace between Blaise and I was disturbed when a certain slug decided to make his presence noticed.
"Gin," I heard a sly voice comment. A shadow darkened my view of Blaise's handsome features and I looked up into the baby blue eyes of Sean Dalton.
"Dalton, leave the lady alone. She doesn't want to speak with you," Blaise retorted coldly.
"Did I ask you to put your two cents in, Zabini?" Sean asked rudely.
"Sean, leave us alone," I asked calmly.
"But Ginny, I just want you to love me."
"I'm getting married," I stated seriously, looking up at him. "I don't need your bullshit anymore, so step off."
Sean, though, completely ignored me and sat right next to me. He leaned over, grabbed Blaise's tankard, took a swig of butterbeer, and replaced it.
"Thanks mate," he responded, and I felt oddly like he was trying to sneak a peek down my shirt.
"Don't call me mate. I'm not your mate. You're just a bloody bastard that won't let go of the past." Sean may have been enraged by that, but barely showed it. Instead he shrugged and sat there, staring at me. It made me slightly uncomfortable.
"Sean!" I exclaimed, yet softly as not to attract attention when he tried to run his hand up my leg.
"What?" he asked innocently. I growled at him before whipping around to meet Blaise's eyes again. Just then, a soft, yet cold and unwavering voice came from just above.
Let me put my finger in your nose
Whoa, its not funny, no no no no
I can you looking down her shirt
I can see you lifting up her skirt
Only gonna tell you once, only gonna tell you once
"I asked nicely. Keep your hands off Ginny and shove them back up your ass. I don't want to see your slimy hands trying to get in her pants again," Draco warned coldly. Sean turned to him and smirked.
"What the hell is that supposed to do? Intimidate me? Ooh, your one scary one, Malfoy. That is, if you're talking about your face," Sean sneered.
"Damn…weak, stupid, and bad comebacks to boot? Man, I can see why you follow Ginny…no other girls want you." Sean looked angry by now, and tried to keep cool. "You come near her again, and it won't just be your pride that's broken. You try to come onto her, I'll make sure you wont see the sun rise the next day. You TOUCH her ever again, and I swear I will beat you so hard your brains will be fluid leaking out of your ears. You get one warning, and ONLY one warning. Stay away from my fiancée."
"And you'll what? Sick this poor excuse for a wizard after me?" he sneered, motioning towards Blaise. Blaise growled dangerously, nearly launching himself towards the scum that stood before us. Draco grabbed Sean by the scruff of his neck and dragged him outside, ignoring the onlookers. Blaise and me stared after them, then to each other, then scrambled up and hurried after them.
You better stay away from my girlfriend
You better stay away from her
I'm just giving warning so you get no broken bones
You better leave my girl alone
Draco's silver eyes flashed a dangerous cloudy gray as he thrust Sean up against the brick wall of the pub.
"Dalton, I'm fucking warning you," he spat in a dangerously low voice, sticking his finger in Sean's face. A wave of fear quickly flashed over Sean's face only to be pushed away and replaced with a smirk.
"You can't hurt me. You wouldn't hurt me," Sean responded coolly, leaning against the wall and crossing his arms against his chest.
"Wanna try me?" Draco threatened.
"Maybe I do."
It was all one swift movement, not even Draco who had done it. Blaise had Sean by the throat, pinned against the wall, dangling, and they were bumping noses. "I think the boy made himself pretty clear. You touch Miss Weasley over there," he nodded his head in my direction, "and you'll end up with a few broken bones. Anything about that you don't understand, cuz I'll be more than happy to give you a physical demonstration."
Sean began to turn purple, but not from rage. Blaise's hold was so tight it was choking him. I pointed this out and Blaise reluctantly released him to nurse his "wound".
You better stay away from my girlfriend
You better stay away from her
I'm just giving warning so you get no broken bones
You better leave my girl alone
"Don't think I don't know you try and touch her. Don't think I don't know that you have been trying to get her in bed, or trying to look down her school blouse for the past two months. I'm telling you, leave her alone or your dead," Blaise threatened.
"WHAT?!" Draco screamed. "You've been WHAT?" he screamed even louder, his nostrils flaring and Sean cowering in fear of this potential devil in front of him.
"Hot damn, you've pissed him off now," Blaise commented. "And we've got front row seats!" I would've laughed had there not been a potential homicide in the making. Draco growled, taking him by the neck again.
"I swear to God, I will-" he spat, and stopped abruptly when I laid a gentle hand on his arm.
"Babe, c'mon. You don't need to do this."
"Yes, I do," he responded, turning back to Sean and tightening his hold so he turned blue.
"C'mon Draco," I said softly, taking his arm so Sean fell limply to the ground. I laced my fingers with his, speaking softly again. "If you hurt him, he'll just do it again to piss you off. I'm a big girl: I'll take care of him myself."
"But Gin-" he whined indignantly.
"No "but Gin". I'll take care of it." He sent me one last pleading glance and I sighed. "No."
"You better stay the hell away from my girl, Dalton," Draco threatened once more, before turning around and whispering something to Blaise. Blaise nodded, and a smirk inched it's way across his face.
Well i bet you can understand what i say
Whoa, I'm really just playin
I can see you looking down her shirt
I can see you lifting up her skirt
Only gonna tell you twice, ask you really really nice
You better stay away from my girlfriend
You better stay away from her
I'm just giving warning so you get no broken bones
You better leave my girl alone
"Sean," I repeated the name, placing my hands on my hips and circling his dazed form. "Sean Dalton. That name used to mean so much more to me, you know? I used to think you were everything." I laughed bitterly before continuing. "Can you believe I was actually naïve enough to think you'd come back?
"I'm smarter now though. I found a good man. One that one cheat or leave me for a slut. I found a guy I can love and trust. I found Draco Malfoy." Draco smiled warmly at me as Sean tried to pull himself up. He finally did it after failing thrice.
"Sean, how many times do you have to get knocked up the head before you realize I don't want you back?" I asked, feeling sorry for the poor guy.
"I'll take a beating everyday that's what it takes for you to love me," he wheezed, his throat no doubt falling apart after that brutal assault.
"Then I guess you'll be dead soon, cuz I'll never love you again. Sorry." I gave him one last sympathetic smile before turning around and walking away, hand-in-hand with Draco.
Unbeknownst to me, once we had disappeared from earshot, Blaise turned evilly to Sean. "Oh, and if you touch her again, not only will Draco come after you and break your neck, I'll make sure you are dead, put to rest in the lake for the squid to eat the remains of you."
And Sean said no more.
Let me break your neck and crush your skull
Whoa, you never listen, no no no no
I can see you looking down her shirt
I can see you lifting up her skirt
I've seen too much of you
I cant take much more of this
A/N: There we go, nicee long chappie for y'all!!! Don't forget, review if you dare…muahahaha!!!!