Hogsmeade
Ginny and Collin waited at the castle entrance for Eleanor and Luna to come and meet them for the Hogsmeade weekend, even with her winter cloak and scarf wrapped tightly around her Ginny was freezing. Today she would treat herself to a new winter cloak, Merlin knew she needed one. She'd managed to save up some spending money the past two summers from slaving away in the twins joke shop, which was doing quite well despite the circumstances.
"Here comes your brother, Harry and Hermione." Collin nudged Ginny and nodded towards the Trio who were walking down the stairs.
Ginny nodded and smiled faintly at them as they headed towards her and Collin.
"Hey Ginny, Collin." Harry smiled nodding to them both before giving Ginny a brotherly hug.
Collin smiled, "Hey Harry, what you guys getting up to today?"
"Nothing much, just some shopping, got to get some more ink and quills." Harry shrugged.
Ron looked at Ginny and gave her a comforting smile, "Alright there Gins?" he asked softly, unable to hide the concern in his eyes.
Ginny smiled back brightly, "Yeah, just waiting for Eleanor and Luna."
Ron nodded, "Meet up with us in the Three Broomsticks later for a butter beer or two?"
Ginny grinned, "You just want to talk to Luna!" she giggled making Ron turn the colour of beetroot, "We'll be there."
Ron chuckled and ruffled Ginny's hair affectionately before planting a kiss on her forehead, "See you later then, Gin-bean." And then turned to Collin, "Any funny business with my sister and I'll snip you, we clear?"
Collin smirked, "Crystal."
Ron nodded, his face mock serious and waved to them as the Trio headed down the path leading to Hogsmeade.
Moments later they were joined by Eleanor and Luna. Elle looking stunning as usual with her long black hair and deep violet blue eyes and Luna - as usual looked completely nutty with a bright blue and green hand knitted pompom hat and an overly long orange and yellow scarf that hid half her face.
"Right then girls, ready?" Collin grinned.
Eleanor blushed, "You guys go on ahead, Blaise asked me to meet him here so we could walk to Hogsmeade together." She said shyly.
Ginny's mood changed instantly but she smiled, "We'll wait with you." Her tone was one that Collin knew not to argue with.
Eleanor smiled, "He should be here any minute, he said he might be a bit late."
As if on cue Ginny saw not only Blaise Zabini head towards them but also Draco Malfoy making Ginny groan inwardly to herself, this was not a good way to start off her Saturday and her weekend. In her opinion a weeks detention under Draco Malfoy's supervision was enough Malfoy to last her a lifetime.
"Speak of the devil. Or should I say devils." Collin swallowed nervously making Eleanor and Luna turn, their eyes fixed on the Slytherin Prince - AKA Draco Malfoy and his sidekick - Blaise Zabini, the Slytherin Lord, only Ginny looked away.
Blaise smiled faintly at Eleanor as he approached the Quartet, noticing that the Weaslette was also there Blaise glanced at Draco, who's face was void of any expression. As they reached them Eleanor moved shyly to stand by Blaise, who nodded to everyone. The tension in the air could be sliced with a knife.
Eleanor shuffled her feet nervously, "Well guys, erm… this is Blaise Zabini." And then turned to her friends, "Collin, Ginny and Luna."
Ginny smiled coldly at Blaise and Collin smiled uneasily, Luna on the other hand smiled and extended her hand, "I'm Luna Lovegood." She said in her singsong voice, seemingly oblivious to the tension.
Smiling Blaise shook Luna's hand, "A pleasure." He said softly, and turned to Draco, "Draco Malfoy, if you don't know him already, eh?"
Collin laughed apprehensively and Ginny glared at Draco, "Right then, lets get a move on shall we?" she hissed, clearly annoyed and marched off down the path, Collin grabbed Luna and followed Ginny quickly leaving Draco, Blaise and Eleanor trailing behind.
Though Ginny didn't want to be in the presence of Draco Malfoy she was deeply concerned for Eleanor and for that she slowed down, only to realise that neither Collin nor Luna had. Closing her eyes for a few brief moments Ginny stopped and turned to wait for Eleanor to catch up. She was laughing at something Blaise had said, Draco was a few paces behind them, as usual his face impassive, his posture regal, the air around him cold and dominating.
"Hey Ginny." Eleanor smiled as they reached Ginny.
Ginny smiled half heartedly back at her friend, "Hey, thought I'd wait for you, I'll catch up with the guys in the Broomsticks later, I need to go get a new winter coat first anyway."
Eleanor grinned and they carried on walking along the path past the forbidden forest. Without noticing Ginny found herself staring after Blaise's and Eleanor's backs, and Draco Malfoy walking silently beside her, his gloved hands clasped behind his back.
The silence was aggravating, finally Ginny stopped abruptly in her steps and turned to face Draco who had also come to a halt. "What is it with you, Malfoy!?" she asked in annoyance.
Draco's eyes met hers, "I've done nothing, Weaslette." He said coolly.
"But that's the whole point!" Ginny spat, "You seemingly do nothing!"
Draco smirked, "Nothing is ever what it seems, you of all people should know that."
"You're not as evil and twisted as you think yourself to be, Malfoy!" Ginny hissed irritably.
"Is that what you think I am trying to be… Weaslette?" Draco asked softly, his eyes searching hers.
Tingles shot up and down Ginny's spine, a pleasant feeling but frightening nonetheless, "I don't think anything!" she replied hotly, "Especially not of you, it's just what I see."
Draco nodded his eyes never leaving hers, "Don't assume so much, Weaslette, you'll find yourself coming to the wrong conclusions, I am what you see."
Ginny laughed softly, "No, Malfoy, you are what you want me to see… it's not you." she whispered and carried on walking.
Draco stared after her before following close behind her, the little Weaslette never ceased to surprise him, it enraged him to a level he could barely keep down, but it wasn't a bloodlust fury. It was more of anger at himself, for failing… because she saw right through him. Her darkness connected with his mind, her innocence touched his heart and her pureness claimed his soul.
Without thinking Draco grabbed her arm and swung her around to face him, his lips instantly claiming hers with his own. The contact sent an electrical surge through him, Ginny's hands flew to his shoulders as an initial reaction to brace herself, her eyes wide in shock and surprise, but by the time she realised what was happening Draco released her from the kiss, his hand still gripped firmly at her elbow and his eyes staring intensely at hers. Ginny was at a complete loss for words and actions, her mind was just screaming at her that Draco Malfoy had just kissed her.
Finally he let go of her and took a step back, their eyes still locked both in severe shock, Draco was the first to recover, inclining his head slightly Draco sighed, "Don't judge me, Ginevra… nothing is ever what it seems… I am not my father." He said softly before brushing past her.
By the time Ginny had collected herself and turned to unleash her fury on Draco, he had gone. Suddenly it hit her like a ton of bricks, Draco Malfoy had just kissed her! Draco Malfoy had called her by her first name! Draco Malfoy had just been severely un-Draco Malfoy-ish! She rose her fingers to her lips touching them briefly and then started wiping them furiously, how dare he! Ginny carried on down the path to Hogsmead with one thing on her mind, she would find Draco Malfoy and slap him silly.
Collin and Luna were waiting for her by the Three Broomsticks as Ginny strode angrily towards them, not even noticing them until Collin grabbed her arm, "What's the rush, we're right here!" he chuckled.
Ginny's eyes glared at him for a moment and then suddenly realising who it was she sighed, "Oh, its nothing. Anyway, I've got to go get a cloak, I'll catch up with you guys later, ok?" and stormed off down the street leaving Collin staring baffled after her.
Luna shrugged, "Annoyed she is, Malfoy got to her again, dangerous pair together those two are."
Collin turned his bewildered stare to Luna and sighed in defeat, "Yeah… yeah, absolutely. C'mon, let's have a walk round."
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Ginny searched high and low for Malfoy but didn't find him, the arsehole. She knew he was watching her, she could feel his eyes on her, she always knew when he was watching her, but every time she turned to catch him he was nowhere to be found. Sighing in defeat she headed towards the Three Broomsticks.
Luna and Collin were already seated and waiting with Neville, Harry, Ron and Hermione when Ginny entered briskly into the warm pub. Heading towards them Ginny calmed herself, out of the corner of her eye she saw Blaise and Eleanor together laughing over a round of butter beer, Draco wasn't with them.
"Hey guys, sorry I'm a bit late." Ginny smiled as she slid in next to Ron.
Ron grinned at her, "Got you a butter beer, Gins, here." He shoved the bottle towards her, "Where've you been?"
"Just walking around really, wanted to get myself a new winter cloak." Ginny replied.
Ron nodded before taking a swig of his butter beer, Ginny noticed his eyes focused on Luna, a light shone in his eyes that Ginny didn't recognise. Smiling to herself Ginny raised her drink to her lips.
From the other end of the pub in the shadows a pair of eyes focused on the youngest Weasley from under a hood, a flask of Fire Whiskey in front of him. He drunk to her, to her beauty, to her innocence and to her survival. Come Christmas he would gain his control, after Christmas it would be over, he would have no feelings for her, not even hatred.
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Hermione nudged Harry and whispered in his ear, "It's time, Harry…"
Harry sighed, "Guys, I have something to ask…" All eyes turned eagerly to Harry and waited for him to speak, Harry stared intently at Ginny, "You know how we graduate this year? Well… you all know what's in store for us, we will be joining the order." Harry's eyes met Ginny's and smiled, "We've continued our lessons as part of Dumbledore's Army… I want it to keep on going." Harry sighed, "I know it's a lot to ask, but I wanted to know…" Harry paused, not knowing how to put across what he was about to ask.
Hermione touched Harry's arm lightly and he nodded at her, "Basically, we want someone to carry on giving the lessons… Ginny, we think you're capable, of course, there are only going to be yourself, Luna and Collin left because we've been keeping it under the wraps. But you would be recruiting new members, ones you trust."
Ginny stared wide eyed at Harry and Hermione and then turned her gaze to Ron. Her brother looked serious but nodded his approval, wrapping his arm around her shoulders almost protectively, "You don't have to if you don't want to, Angel." He said softly in her ear.
The table went silent, all eyes on Ginny, she was shocked more than anything else, and then a great sense of pride surged through her, this meant Ron had agreed - this meant Ron thought her mature and capable. Grinning Ginny nodded, "Of course I will! That is, if you guys don't mind me gruelling you to the bone!?" she glanced at Luna and Collin, both were grinning like idiots.
Harry, Ron and Hermione smiled in relief and happiness, Ron planted a kiss on Ginny's forehead proudly, "That's my girl, I knew you would do it."
As the group rejoiced and discussed further plans of Dumbledore's Army and the foreboding future to come Draco sat under his hood in his dark corner and watched them. She's be alright, undoubtedly the little Weaslette had poured her heart out to her brother and he had relieved her of some of the pain, bearing it himself and blaming himself for not realising before, for not noticing and for not being there when she had needed it most.
Standing up and staggering for the door Draco left the Three Broomsticks, he had work to do, he had preparations to make. A week and he would be home for Christmas, a week and he would be at the mercy of the tip of his father's cruel wand and vicious tongue. His priority was ridding the Weaslette from his thoughts and with that on his mind Draco strode through Hogsmeade, stopping only briefly to buy a beautiful winter cloak before heading back to the castle.
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Pansy conveniently sat alone in the Slytherin common room when Draco entered making her jump. "Come, Pansy." He drawled before making for his room, Pansy on his heels.
Draco placed his package carefully in his draw and pulled out one of the flasks of Polujuice potion. Turning to Pansy he handed it to her, "Drink it." He said quietly.
Pansy whined, "What is that stuff!? You always make me drink it, it's vile!"
Draco smirked, "Considering you've been drinking it since our third year, Pansy, you should be used to it by now, and know better than to ask questions." He said calmly, his eyes dangerous.
This was the one reason why there were no mirrors in his room, the one reason that Pansy stayed so long in his room until the effects of the potion wore off and the reason he had been paying insane amounts of galleons to some Hufflepuff in Ginny's year to discreetly collect the smallest Weaslette's hair whenever he could. In his anger Draco had wanted to punish Ginny, and this had been the only way, feeding Pansy Parkinson (or any other foolish girl who was charmed to his bed) Polyjuice Potion with essence of Ginevra Weasley, and he'd fuck them, channelling all his anger and hatred into the girl vigorously as he pounded himself into her. He'd had Ginevra Weasley in every way possible… in every way that he couldn't have her.
Draco watched as the Polyjuice Potion did its magic, Pansy's hair turned into the deep blood red of Ginevra's hair, her features morphed into the cute innocent face and body of his precious Weaslette. Draco strode towards her, immediately descending onto her lips, his hands tearing at her Slytherin robes as her hands fumbled expertly with his robes releasing his cloak and buttons.
Without warning he threw her onto his bed making her cry out in surprise and stared down at her clad in only her underwear. It was Ginevra… just not, his eyes darkened, angry that it wasn't really her, aroused because she lay before him and she stared back up at him, those doe brown eyes that sparkled with Pansy's seduction and anticipation. Not her eyes he thought bitterly, there was no innocence in those eyes. Giving in to his nature Draco lowered himself on top of her, hungrily devouring her lips, hating himself for doing this to her, but he didn't stop himself as he ripped Pansy's thong and bra off Ginevra's body. Her hand fumbled at his throbbing cock through his trousers and released his buttons. Pushing roughly at his trousers and boxers Draco immediately thrust himself into her. It was Pansy anyway, she liked it rough, and there was no need for prolonged foreplay.
And she moaned and cried out his name as he furiously pumped himself in and out of her sheath, a virgin every time, warm and slick and so tight around him. It was her voice, it was all her but his sub conscience never allowed him to enjoy it, forever telling him that it was just Pansy, the Slytherin whore beneath him. It was Pansy screaming his name with the borrowed voice of his Weaslette. So he let himself go over the edge, not caring for her pleasure - simply taking his own to end the torment, to end the lie. And as he lay spent beside her, he caressed her skin burying his face in her hair, trying to live the illusion, knowing that that was all it was - an illusion.
Finally she changed back, the beautiful blood red hair turned, and Draco released himself from her clutches in disgust.
The only comfort was that Ginevra was still a virgin, evident since he had used the newer hair he had accidentally
ripped form her head during her detention. Sighing Draco got up and headed for the bathroom - feeling the need to wash
himself of Parkinson stench.
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