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A/n: Second helping of my story.
The Prefect Bathroom Escapades: Chapter 2
Ginny pushed him away.
Wait, Ginny?! What in the bloody hell are you doing?
"What?" Draco asked, looking mockingly hurt.
"I can't do this. I'm sorry, but I just can't. My brothers, my morals, my reputation, all will be risked. Doing this, we could cross the line between enemy and well, dating. Do you really want to do that?" Ginny replied, dipping lower into the water for her top half was becoming cold.
"Well, if I didn't, I-" but Ginny had clapped her hand over his mouth. His face turned to annoyance, and his tongue darted out and licked her palm to get her to remove her hand. He failed though, because except for cringing, she made no move to remove her hand.
There were hushed voices that entered prefect bath. It sounded familiar, definitely their age, maybe a bit younger. Ginny laid a hand on his head and pushed him under the water in one deft movement
"Who's there?" Ginny asked into the dark. The only lights were two wall lamps at the end of the room.
"Ginny?" One of the voices asked.
"Ron?" she asked back.
"Yea, it's me," and the shadow of Ron and the other mysterious person came into view. "Er..Luna's here with me," he said rather stiffly. There was a small chuckle followed by "Luna, quit it." Ron and Luna stepped out of the darkness, hands intertwined.
Hands intertwined?
"Ron.." Ginny gasped. "Luna!" they looked down to their intertwined hands and both blushed.
"It was supposed to be and stay a secret. Yeah, we're dating," Luna said, positively beaming.
"I won't squeal, I promise," Ginny responded, her hand combed through Draco's hair to keep him underwater. Luna and Ron sighed in unison, and then slipped into the tub. Draco began to bump his head against her palm, and small, nearly unnoticeable air bubbles began to form at the surface of the water.
"What are you doing here, Gin?" Ron asked. If on cue, Draco popped up at the surface, gasping for breath. His back was turned to Ron and Luna, so he hadn't noticed them.
"Who was that?" he gasped, laying a hand over his chest to calm his breathing.
"Uh, Draco," she muttered, motioning behind him, but he didn't pick up the hint.
"What's wrong?" he asked, noticing her odd expression. Ginny looked behind his shoulder to see Ron and Luna, too stunned for words.
"Umm, you-er," she stuttered. He smirked.
"You are living proof I render womankind speechless," he said slyly, tracing a finger on the patch of freckles on her shoulder. Trying her best to frame a reply, but not coming up with one, she laid a hand on his chest and gently pushed him so he could face what she had been trying to tell him all along.
"Oh crap."
"Malfoy, get your grimy hands off my sister!" Ron ordered, Luna standing still beside him. Draco's hand snapped to his side.
"What the bloody fuck do you think you're doing?" Ron snarled at Ginny. "This is Draco bleeding Malfoy!" he raged on, swiping a hand in his direction.
"I'm very well aware of who he is, thank you very much," Ginny shot back, Draco standing silently at her side.
"If you want to go ahead and fuck my worst enemy right in front of me, go bloody well ahead!" he screamed.
"Ronald, calm down. It may not be how it looks," Luna said calmly.
"No, Luna," Ginny started sincerely to her friend, then turned her icy gaze towards her brother. "That's exactly how it is."
Ginny then did the most unexpected thing. She turned to Draco, flung her arms around his neck, and pulled him down to her so their lips crashed into a furious kiss. He was slightly surprised at first, but relaxed into the kiss, wrapping his arms around her waist.
"Ginny!" Ginny heard Ron exclaim, but she paid no notice. She was too absorbed in the fact how it felt so good to be in his arms. His hands roamed over her stomach, up her ribs, and he picked her up and sat her on the edge of the tub. Her hands raked through the flaxen-colored silk perched upon his head. Her fingers were wringing the small water droplets from them, filling her hands with warm water.
Their tongues battled on, for a good few minutes, until they pulled apart for breath. "They're…gone…" Draco gasped.
"Good," Ginny gasped, sliding down back into the water. "I'm freezing." She swam under for a minute, and popped back up to find herself in close proximity to Draco.
"Uh…hi," he said, puffing his chest out.
"Quite a show," Ginny answered what was on both of their minds.
"Er…yeah," he responded awkwardly. "So…"
"I won't be offended if you don't make anything of that kiss," she said meekly, readjusting her swimsuit as to have a reason not to look him in the eye.
"Well, what do you want me to think of it?" he asked, raising an eyebrow.
"Well, I'd like it to actually mean something to you," she started. "But the chances are one in a million."
"Who says that?" he asked hotly.
"Look at me; tattered, torn clothes, dirty hideous pumpkin colored hair, ugly freckles, second and third-hand books. You don't want me. You want a pureblood beauty," Ginny responded, amazed she could even pull something that deep out of her being.
"Beauty can be found in even the simplest of things," Draco responded, pushing a long, damp lock of hair out of her eyes. Since it was wet, it seemed almost a brunette color.
"Pfft…whatever you say, ferret," she responded, looking down to her clasped hands.
"You know what, that kiss didn't mean anything," he said rudely, climbing out of the tub. "I don't want to even look at a girl who doesn't realize how beautiful she is."
"No!" Ginny called, reaching a hand out to grab his leg. "Don't leave, please. I'm sorry, I'm just-I just have low self-esteem."
"I can see that," he responded as he settled back into place next to her. "It's fine, really. We all have esteem problems, even if most of us don't admit it."
Ginny turned to him. "So what do you think dear Ronniekins is gonna do?" Ginny asked.
"Well, it's probably gonna be around the whole school by tomorrow," Draco mused.
"No," Ginny replied. "I know him. He'll start by telling Harry and Hermione right off the bat. They'll be waiting for me in the common room when I get back. They'll want an explanation that I won't give, instead calling Ron a pig, the storming to my dormitory to go to sleep. The next day they'll snub me, except for Hermione who will try to be calm and reasonable. Nothing will happen between us for a while, making them forget it, when one day something happens between us in the Great Hall and the word gets out about us. Your father threatens us, and we fear for our lives," Ginny finished with a long sigh.
"Wow, you're good," Draco responded.
"Not really. All these fanfic writers are so predictable," she responded.
"What?" Draco asked perplexedly.
"Er..nevermind."
They sat for a few moments in silence.
"What are fanfic writers?" Draco asked, finally understanding what Ginny had said.
"Let it go, ferret," she said exasperatedly.
"Fine," he responded grumpily.
"So, what are we going to do about this situation?" Ginny asked.
"Well, whatever you were talking about, my dad is scheduled for the dementor's kiss tomorrow, so he can't do anything now," Draco responded coolly.
"That's awful!" Ginny exclaimed.
"Yea, I guess I'll miss him. He wasn't father of the year or anything, but he's still my dad," he said, sinking down into the water which was now turning cool. Ginny swam to the faucet and turned on the hot water, Steam rose out of the faucet, clogging the air.
"Crud, it's getting hot in here," she said after a few minutes, when the thick steam permeated the air so they could barely see. "Where's my wand?" She began groping around, trying to find the edge of the tub. She ran into Draco, who blushed so hard she could practically feel the heat coming from his cheeks and said, "Yeah, Ginny, that AIN'T your wand."
"Bloody hell!" she exclaimed, jumping back. "Sorry, sorry."
"No harm done…not like I'm not used to that," he replied arrogantly.
"You're so cocky," Ginny replied into the steam, putting her hands on her hips. She went back to searching and found her wand in mere seconds, clearing the entire bathroom of the steam. Then, being too lazy to swim all the way to the faucet, she enchanted the tap to fill at just the right temperature.
"Comes with the territory," he responded. "So, considering the events, do you want to go out?" he asked nonchalantly, as if he asked out the sister of his worst enemy out every day.
"I'd much rather be friends first," Ginny answered.
"With privileges and I'm in," Draco said. Ginny pushed him into the water.
"You are such a dork," she replied.
"If by dork you mean incredibly hot and sexy deity, then yes, I am a big dork." Ginny rolled her eyes and sighed.
"I have to go. I'm tired as all hell," she replied. She leaned over and gave him a peck on the cheek, stepped out, and magically dried herself. She then slipped on her PJ's, which she had been wearing there, and slipped out of the Prefect Bathroom.
A/N: Review if you dare, muahaha! (I'm sorry my A/N's aren't so love-filled anymore. I just moved into my new house and I don't like typing a lot because it makes a lot of noise and I am convinced there are ghosts in my house…paranoid? Me? No!! *twitch, twitch*
Ok, maybe just a little…..