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A/N: Post-Hogwarts. Ginny is 18, Draco is 19. Okay this chapter is pretty short… and dark. Think of it as a change of gears.
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 Ang and her big red pen, (I have named it Alfred) who made this story so much better. And Baby and DG who helped me make this coherent.
Chapter Four: Wake Up Call
Well in case you failed to notice,
In case you failed to see,
This is my heart bleeding before you,
This is me down on my knees
These foolish games are tearing me apart
your thoughtless words are breaking my heart
You're breaking my heart
Jewel - Foolish Games
Ginny's eyes opened slowly and she blinked, trying to clear the fuzziness of sleep, not sure what had woken her.
She was not at home that much was clear; there wasn't an abundance of silk sheets at the Burrow. She felt movement
behind her and her breath caught as the memories of the previous night came rushing back.
She had slept with Draco Malfoy. It was his bed that she had woken in, his hand that was sweeping slow circles across the sensitive skin of her hip.
The hand wrapped around her waist pulled her closer and she could feel him pressed against her back, even worse she could feel something pressing against her buttocks, something decidedly belonging to the male next to her. He was pressed up against her back, his skin touching hers, and she could feel his erection pushing insistently against the small of her back. Heat flooded her face and Ginny squirmed, making him tighten his grip and press her further back into his hard body.
Draco couldn't help but enjoy himself as he felt Virginia frantically try to untangle herself from him, it was wicked of him pretending to be asleep but he couldn't help enjoying the feel of her naked body moving against his. But as they say, all good things must come to and end and it was time to end this. He slid one hand over her breast, cupping the soft globe in his hand, enjoying the fullness of it as he whispered into her ear. "Stop jittering." She froze instantly as his breath tickled her ear.
"I have to… I have to get up now," she murmured softly, her voice shaking.
"Why? I'm very comfortable," he purred, rubbing against her.
Ginny looked frantically around the room for an excuse, any excuse to be free of him before her eyes fell on a dark wooden door in the corner.
"The bathroom, I have to use the bathroom." Her struggling increased and with a sigh Draco let her go.
He watched her as she slipped from the bed, pulling one of the silken sheets around her like a shield. Draco's eyes narrowed, he would have to break her of that and quickly. That delectable body was one of the main things that had attracted him to her in the first place and he would be damned if he was going to be denied looking at it!
His gaze was predatory as he followed her progression across the room and he smiled as the door closed behind her. "Escape isn't quite that easy," he chuckled, pillowing his head on his arms as he lay back in the large bed.
He waited for the shower to come on before he rose from the bed, knowing that the water would muffle the sounds he was making. He slowly made his way to the bathroom, carefully opening and closing the door, not wanting his presence detected just yet.
He stared, spellbound at the form moving behind the glass. She was beautiful. Standing under the warm spray of water with her head tilted back and her eyes closed she looked like a painting by one of the masters.
He opened the glass door and stepped in behind her, the cold gust of air alerting her to his presence. She spun, staring at him like a deer caught in the mesmerizing glare of oncoming headlights.
She opened her mouth, as to say something, more likely yell something but he never gave her the chance. He pulled her body flush against his and covered those luscious pink lips with his own.
Ginny gulped as his mouth descended on hers, she despised him. She truly did, yet at the same time there was something there, there had always been something there between them, - that raging wildfire of lust. They had proved that last night, Draco had always rubbed her the wrong way, but last night had felt so good. And all she had wanted was a moment to gather her thoughts, to come to grips with her newfound feelings, but he couldn't even give her that.
"Draco, please," she whimpered, hoping that he would allow her a moment of reprieve.
His large body crowded her as he pushed her against the tiled back wall of the shower. "You shouldn't have left the bed." He whispered into her hair, placing his hands under her buttocks, lifting her so that she was in position to receive him. "Don't leave my bed again without my permission. You belong to me Ginny, the sooner you realize that, the better things will be," Draco said flatly, staring into her eyes, willing her to accept the truth.
Ginny felt her eyes burning with unshed tears, she had known when she entered into this that it wouldn't be a walk in the park, that Draco would probably enjoy making her feel uncomfortable. But this was worse than she had imagined. She had hoped they could find some common ground, that they could make this work as a partnership of sorts. It seemed Draco had other ideas.
She tried pushing him away, but her arms felt weak and powerless, the tears threatening to fall were overwhelming. She felt him position himself at her entrance and she gave a small whimper of pain as he pushed himself inside her.
Draco paused for a second, giving her body a chance to familiarize itself to his intrusion. After all she was still sore from last night and he didn't want to hurt her.
Ginny tried to relax against him, but she didn't want this. Not like this, as if she was only something for him to use. But she never asked him to stop, she never told him to let go… She was silent as he took what he had paid for from her body. After all, she had entered into this with open eyes, she was his kept woman, his mistress; simply another name, in a long line of women, one that probably contained more names than she ever wanted to know. Ginny wondered if this was what they felt like, those women in the dankest corners of Knockturn Alley selling their bodies to the highest bidder?
But she still didn't speak. After all he had paid the price and she was his… for now.
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He left her in his bed. She had been eerily silent since their little tryst in the shower, but then she was a woman, and trying to figure out how their minds worked was something Draco had given up years ago.
He couldn't quite chase that lingering sensation that he had somehow done something wrong. She was so silent and pale, like one of those little china dolls his mother had kept on a shelf in the second nursery, the nursery they had never used because his father had decided that a second child was an unnecessary waste of time when they already had a male heir.
His mother had always wanted a baby girl.
He closed his eyes; no use reminiscing now was there? His mother had been weak and fragile, in the end that weakness had killed her. Draco shook his head, trying to clear his thoughts, why would Virginia make him think of his mother anyway?
He closed the door silently behind him as he left
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"Draco? Are you here?"
Blaise made his way up towards his cousin's bedroom, it was almost nine and chances were his cousin had already left for the office, but still. He was certain Draco would like to hear how the negotiations with one of their major suppliers had ended the previous night.
He opened the door slowly and peeked in.
The sight that met him was nothing like what he had expected. A woman sat in the middle of Draco's large bed, scarlet curls tousled, eyes red and swollen from crying. She looked up when he entered but made no attempt to cover herself up.
"Is… is Draco here?"
She shook her head.
Blaise felt bile rise in his throat. He recognized her as the youngest Weasley, but he had to wonder what exactly his cousin had done to leave the girl in such a state. Shouldn't she be screaming, or covering herself up? The girl had to be in shock. He hesitated for a moment before entering the room.
"Are you okay?"
Ginny seemed to mentally shaking herself before turning to face him.
"I'm fine."
Blaise looked dubious, but didn't comment on it.
Instead he made his way over to the drapes covering the windows and pulled them open, causing a chain reaction, the rest of the drapes in the room opening bathing it in the harsh light of day.
"You should get up," he told her.
Her wide eyes followed him as he walked around the room but she still didn't move. Blaise sighed, apparently his cousin had made a mess of things and as always it was up to him to sort this mess out.
"Get up!" He ordered, hoping that his harsh tone might jumpstart the girl into action.
Blaise cursed as he saw the marks on her body, there was some bruising on her upper legs, and she looked to be in some pain… By the way she moved it was obvious that she was hurting.
"Damn it," he cursed silently. Draco should've known better than this. If the Weasley girl hadn't been a virgin before Draco had brought her to his bed he would eat his socks.
"He didn't…" Blaise paused before taking a deep breath and blurting out what he really wanted to know. "Did he rape you?" Blaise was almost afraid to ask her, but knew he had to know.
Ginny closed her eyes and swayed slightly making Blaise wonder if she was going to faint. "No."
Blaise sighed with relief; he knew his cousin could be cold and cruel at times… but a rapist? "What happened, then?"
"He just took what he paid for, nothing more."
Ginny's voice trembled as the tears she had been holding in filled her eyes and a strangled sob escaped her softly parted lips.
Blaise stared at her for a moment before moving towards the bed and slowly embracing the sobbing girl. He had never been comfortable around crying women, especially when it was his cousin who was the source of their tears.
"Shh," he whispered. "It's going to be okay."
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"Well, well" came a cool voice from the doorway, "isn't this cozy?"
Blaise could feel Ginny stiffen in his arms as he turned to face Draco. "You and I are going to have a little talk cousin," he drawled slowly, glaring at the taller man.
Draco quirked an eyebrow at Blaise's stiff tone "we are?"
"Yes, about boys and their toys."
TBC…
Pixie: yes they where supposed to be funny… I hope we are talking about the same things. lol
Cait7: I live for angst
Quis: want, take, have… That's my mantra
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Chelsea: like… hmm that's a novel concept… I'll se what I can do
dirtydevil: Many…
malfie: Wuv's you… My angstiness won't put you off I hope
714: I love those regency romances!!! I have probably 500 bodice rippers under my bed. Hush don't tell.
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