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Disclaimer: I own nothing.
A/N: Post-Hogwarts. Ginny is 18, Draco is 19.
Warning: Lots of language, baby making activities and some kink. The rating will be Nc-17, and I'm not bragging. If you have issues with some light sado-masochism, bondage and submission/dominance. Don't read this.
Shout-outs: To Babygrrl for the beta and looking so damn good, I'm jealous
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Chapter Three:
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The Malfoy residence was one of those gothic monstrosities that scare the living daylights out of pretty much anyone. Truth be told it intimidated Ginny Weasley as well, but then that was the point wasn't it?
As she moved to knock on the door, the massive oak slid open without a sound and revealed a man who seemed to have one foot, if not both, in the grave.
"Yes?" The man, who in fairness had to be younger than the house even if he didn't appear that way, greeted her. His raspy voice somehow reminded Ginny of old parchment crumbling.
"I'm Ginny Weasley, I believe I am expected?"
The butler gave her a measuring stare, as if she wasn't quite what he had expected, then stepped aside to let her enter.
"Ah yes, the young master's new mistress."
Ginny almost choked at the man's insult, but something told her that was what he wanted, that this was a test of some sort. So she bit her lip, trying to hold down her pride and anger and smiled at him.
"Yes, that would be me."
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It was shortly after lunchtime when the owl from the townhouse arrived. It was short and to the point as he had expected from Riley. The man had never made a secret of his dislike for the youngest member of the Malfoy family. Riley had come to work for the Malfoys after Narcissa and Lucius' marriage. And his contempt for the Malfoy men had been made clear right from the start, which was probably the reason the man stayed at the townhouse instead of the manor, where Lucius spent most of his time. But his mother had loved the old man like a father, and she had refused to let Lucius fire him. Narcissa had once told her son that after her father died when she was in her fifth year at Hogwarts, Riley had been the one she could go to for advice. The man might be old, and at times a pest, but he knew the inner workings of the Wizarding aristocracy better than anyone.
Your Lady has arrived.
Short and to the point.
Draco couldn't help but wonder what kind of welcome the man had given Ginny when she arrived. When Draco had informed the staff of Ginny's arrival, Riley had made no secret of his objections. He had told Draco that if a young man of good lineage wanted to keep a lady, that was no one's business but his own, but in bringing some harlot into the house his mother had resided in he was mocking her memory.
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When Draco returned to the house he found Ginny wandering the upper halls, past dozens of portraits of Malfoy men and women all looking at her with unnerving stares.
She sensed his presence behind her before he spoke.
"Hello Virginia."
"Malfoy."
"Did you have a pleasant journey?"
"It was fine." It had actually been anything but fine, each step feeling like another seal on her fate.
He extended his arm to her, expecting her to take it.
"Shall we dine then?"
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Ginny had always expected her first time to be with someone she liked, at least, if not loved. Someone she knew. They would have dated for some time, and one day after dinner she would invite him up to her flat for coffee. He would kiss her, tell her that she was beautiful and after that things would progress. Not the most romantic of visions perhaps, but after Bill had taken her aside after her third year, telling her that Harry would never come for her on a white steed and whisk her away, she had settled for realism.
The one thing she had never imagined was that she would lose her virginity to Draco Malfoy, a man who had never hidden his contempt for her or her family.
Ginny was a virgin, but with six older brothers you picked up a thing or two about what went on behind closed doors. In many ways the Wizard society was old-fashioned, especially when it came to women. Even if you weren't expected to be a virgin on your wedding night any more, it didn't take much to be labeled as promiscuous. So even if there had been opportunities at Hogwarts she had never gone further than stolen kisses and light petting in dark corridors. She regretted it now, wishing she knew more of what to expect. Her mother was not the type to give her sexual advice, and from what Bill and George had told her, the first time was often painful for a woman. It wasn't as if she was totally clueless. After all, Hermione and Harry had seemed to enjoy that part of their relationship.
But she was scared. What if Draco wanted something from her that she couldn't give? She had known when she accepted his terms that it was unlikely their relationship would be comparable to Hermione and Harry's, but Draco was cold and she had heard rumors from the other girls in her year that he enjoyed causing pain to his partner… She really had to stop thinking about this.
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They ate in silence. Ginny's mind refused to cooperate and throughout the meal she kept seeing images of Draco hurting her. All too soon the meal was finished and Draco rose from his seat.
"We'll have the coffee in the lounge." He motioned for Ginny to follow as he exited the dining room.
As Draco opened the door to the lounge Ginny was surprised, most of the manor was very masculine and hard, and filled with dark wood and paintings re-telling gory battles and wars. This room was different; it was soft and airy, with windows facing the elaborate garden.
"This was my mother's favorite room."
"Really? I see why; it's beautiful."
He sat down on a small loveseat facing the window. "Virginia, come sit down."
Ginny looked at him nervously. "Err, no that's okay, I'll just look around for a bit."
Draco sighed. He had expected her to be nervous, but this was ridiculous. The girl was looking at him as if he was going to attack her. "Sit. Down!" He repeated in a tone of voice that would have made even the most air headed Hufflepuff oblige.
Ginny sat down, her heartbeat racing, almost sick with nerves.
"It seems to me that you have not been taking your new duties seriously."
Ginny looked at him. Surely he wasn't going to cancel the deal. He couldn't. She needed the money and… "I haven't?"
"Yes, I believe that a kiss would be in order seeing as how you did miss me when I was away."
"I did?"
He raised one questioning eyebrow at her. And Ginny recalled how he had emphasized the word 'willingly' when they had discussed their arrangement. So Draco wanted her to pretend she was enjoying this. Fat chance of that happening, but she dared not refuse him. After all he was the man who was going to save her home. So she gritted her teeth and smiled at him.
"Oh right, I did."
She approached him with caution as if he was some dangerous animal that would bite her given the chance, then placed a hurried peck on his cheek.
He gave her a look filled with mirth, as if calling her a coward, but let it slide when the coffee was served.
"Will there be anything else?" The maid asked as she set the plates on the small table in front of them.
"No, I believe we won't need anything further for tonight."
"Very well then sir, goodnight." The maid curtsied before leaving them alone.
"Would you like some coffee Virginia?"
"No… Thank you. I'm full."
"In that case why don't we just withdraw for the evening?" Draco's voice was smooth, and betrayed no emotion. And Ginny knew that she wasn't ready for whatever was about to happen when they left the lounge.
"Well maybe a cup wouldn't hurt." She said quickly, doing a remarkable impersonation of a rabbit caught in the headlights.
Draco smirked, knowing full well that Ginny was trying to delay the inevitable.
They sat in silence, Ginny lost in her thoughts and Draco giving her a momentary reprieve.
When she had finished her coffee he held out his hand for her.
"I think it's about time we went to bed."
"It is? But…"
Draco pulled her off the couch and steered her towards the door. "It's time."
"But… and… Coffee."
Draco ignored her rambling as he took her arm and led her towards the stairs.
"Ginny?"
"Yes?"
"Shut up!"
She nodded and let him lead her to his bedroom.
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Draco shrugged off his robes and placed them on a chair in the corner knowing that the house elves would pick them up the next morning. Now wearing only black slacks and a grey shirt he turned to face Ginny who was still standing by the door, looking as if she was going to make a run for it any moment.
"Why don't you take off your robes?"
"Why?"
"Well, I would like to see just what I paid for."
Ginny paled at his crude comment. She really wanted to slap him. To wipe that smug grin off his face, but she didn't. There was too much at stake, so she slowly started unbuttoning her robes.
Draco watched as she disrobed. She was upset, her teeth were clenched and her back stiff as she pulled off her robes, then her dress. She turned towards him dressed only in her bra and panties and raised her chin.
"Are you satisfied with your investment, Malfoy?"
She looked marvelous. Pert beasts that seemed to be begging for a man's touch, Draco mused. Not just any mans touch -- his. Her stomach was flat, giving way to softly rounded hips. Everything about her seemed soft and feminine. Inviting him to touch. He reached out and pulled her closer; he could feel her body stiffen with resistance at his touch. And for some reason her reaction made him angry. He wanted her to enjoy his touch as much as he enjoyed touching her. He wanted her in his bed willingly; however, he would have her in his bed no matter what.
She stood still as Draco let his hands trail across her body. "You'll do," he whispered.
"Undress me."
Ginny looked at him with apprehension, but he seemed determined to make this as hard as possible for her. His face gave away nothing.
She slowly started unbuttoning his shirt, her fingers shaking as she worked her way across his chest and stomach. When she finished, he shrugged it off and it landed in a heap in the floor. Ginny searched his face but he only looked at her expectantly waiting for her to go on. She started unbuttoning his slacks. Her hands were now trembling visibly. She could feel his growing erection beneath her hands.
She suddenly stepped away from him, scrambling backwards beyond his reach.
"I can't…" she whispered.
Draco walked slowly towards her; she backed up until her retreat was halted by the bed. She looked around the room, as if searching for an escape, but came up empty handed. A look of defeat crossed her face before she returned her attention to the man now only inches away from her.
"Relax; I'm not going to hurt you."
Ginny snorted.
Draco slowly pushed her down, onto the bed and crawled on top of her resting his weight on his elbows. She looked up at him with wide eyes, filled with uncertainty and fear. She opened her mouth to speak, but Draco interrupted.
"Hush, I wont hurt you."
She nodded mutely as he pushed her further up in the bed; he let his fingers create a blazing trail from her collarbone, down the side of her breast before brushing over her stomach. She watched as his hand travel across her body, before it came to rest atop her bellybutton. She drew a sharp breath before raising her head to meet his eyes.
"I… I haven't done this before."
"I know."
"Will it hurt?"
"A bit."
"Right," she closed her eyes and braced herself. "Do it."
Draco almost laughed at her clenched jaw and rigid posture. "Uhm, Virginia? I think it might be a good idea for me to remove my pants first."
He let one thumb travel lightly from the strap of her bra, down the silky fabric before reaching one of her pert breast; he brushed over the pale pink fabric seeing her nipple pucker under his touch. Ginny watched his motions with wide eyes, unsure of what he expected from her. It felt surprisingly nice.
He raised his eyes to hers.
"Did you like that?"
Ginny slowly nodded, her body leaning into his touch.
Draco opened her bra and let it slide down her shoulders; her shin was pale and smooth, like white chocolate. As he revealed her breast he dropped his head so that he could taste them. Ginny stiffened beneath him at first but with a sigh surrendered to his caress.
He slowly pulled her panties down over her slender legs baring her to his gaze; she was most assuredly a natural redhead. He brushed his fingers over her fiery mound, making her whimper as he probed her beginning wetness with his clever fingers.
"Did you like that, Virginia?"
Ginny's hips rose from the mattress eager for his touch.
"Mm yes."
He lowered his head to taste her, giving in to the need to taste her essence. She gasped at his unexpected decent and tried to close her legs, embarrassed by the extreme intimacy of his mouth on her sex, but he pushed her legs further apart.
"None of that now Virginia, we play this game by my rules."
Ginny gave in, after all his mouth was doing strange yet wonderful things to her. She felt warm and flushed and she didn't really want him to stop. As he sucked her small nubbin into his mouth Ginny let out a small scream of pleasure. The liquid heat that started from her center was spreading throughout her body and she wanted more. "Please," she begged, not really sure what she was asking for.
"Hush," Draco whispered before slowly penetrating her folds, finding her wet entrance. She was hot and more than ready as he slowly inserted one finger, then another making her hips raise in the air and easing his access to her. Ginny's breathing was now erratic and interrupted by small whimpers of need.
"Malfoy, please."
Draco sneaked one hand to unbutton his slacks. He had wanted her for so long: Virginia Weasley, Gryffindor's little princess, Potter's girl, the weasel's sister, and now she was his. His to touch and kiss, his to use and derive pleasure from. If only Potter could see the girl now, begging for his touch.
"Say my name, Virginia."
"What?"
"Say. My. Name. Who am I?"
"Malfoy."
"Wrong answer," he said, pinching her clit, eliciting a strangled cry from her.
"Draco, please."
"Good girl."
He spread her folds with his fingers, making sure she was ready before slowly pushing his length inside her. Just a little, before easing out, again and again inches deeper with each penetrating stroke until he reached the small barrier of her maidenhead. He hid a smile at the sensation, he really was her first, she was his. From this moment on she was his, no matter what. Nothing would ever undo this moment. And with a choked cry he pushed his way through the barrier.
It hurt, a ripping sensation within her, and she cried out. He stopped his movement allowing her a moment to get used to him inside her. And after a while he could feel her relax underneath him so he resumed his movements. It still hurt a bit, a slightly burning sensation as she felt him move within her. But the worst was over and she gradually started moving with him, in an ancient rhythm her body knew even if Ginny didn't.
She felt wonderful, her cunt was hot and tight like a velvet fist around his length, Draco mused. And best of all she was his now. Not Potter's, his. It was accepted in the magical society that when Harry Potter finally settled down he would do so with Ginny Weasley. Of course the magical community at large didn't know that Potter had been shagging that mud-blood Granger since the final days of the war. Still it felt good, knowing that he had something everybody else thought belonged to Potter. He wondered what the trio's reaction to this would be. He knew they were all on assignment for the ministry at the moment, but they would return. And he would make sure they found out.
He looked into the wide brown eyes of the girl underneath him and wondered what the trio would say, knowing that he would have fucked their little princess every way imaginable by the end of their three months together. The thought was enough to send him spiraling over the edge, shooting his seed deep within Virginia Weasley.
TBC…
Thelvyn: I'm so glad my badgering paid off
714: Yeah I really wanted people to see the whole different standards thing with Draco having a mistress. Lord knows I wouldn't mind being his little loveslave.
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