Part 3
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Funny, one moment he's racing down those halls like death it's self is on his heels, now he leans against a window pane and waits.
But what is he waiting for? Why is he waiting? Nothing's going to happen unless he does something.
He's waiting because he has to do something that's harder then killing something.
He has to humble himself and ask for an apology for storming out on his lady.
Well she will be his lady, hopefully.
I wonder how she'll react to the thought of being his.
The only things Draco ever got attached to would be taken from him by his father.
This is because Lucius understood that if you become attached to something, and you started to care about it then it again was another means to be attacked by enemies.
You might think `poor Draco, his life's awful.'
But only if you compare it to the way you think a child and a young man should be raised. In a loving supportive family.
Draco knew about those happy families. He saw them at Kings Cross Station every year.
You know the ones where the mother would bend down lower and practically scoop up their child, smothering them with frantic kisses. While the father would pat the child's head, or their shoulder. Then they would leave, beaming at each other.
Draco never thought he'd like his parents to act like that. The very thoughts of Narcissa and Lucius doting on him were impossible to comprehend. No he'd take the handshake and the light touch of a mother's hand guiding him away, thank you very much.
It's like that panther at the zoo again. Except this one was born in captivity. Why long for something that you never knew to exist. How could that panther imagine living in the rainforest when all he's ever known was the cage he was in?
How could Draco long for those warm types of stabilities when his were cold and forbidding?
He's closer now he's there, standing in front of the portrait of the Fat Lady.
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`Ok just say the password then worry about how you'll find her later' Draco was coaching himself, step by step.
He was always one for plans, plans were a security.
"Oh no," Draco said in mock sarcasm softly, "damn forgot the password, well guess I have to go back to my room"
"Password?" came the solemn voice from the portrait.
"I just said I forgot it"
"Oh sorry then"
"Oh this is ridiculous!" Draco had hoped that the Fat Lady would have let him in so he it would be another person besides himself to go inside to find her. "Higgledy Pigldy"
The Portrait swung open, Draco closed his eyes, took a deep breath before entering in.
There was a fire still in the fireplace; he took a glance around the Gryffindor Common room.
`Its not so bad, but more cozy then actually tasteful'
He knew from overhearing several loud boys about their attempted escapades that the Girls' dorm was to the right. He made for the stairs before something caught the corner of his eye.
It was a figure lying on the couch, silhouetted by the fire. He could tell it was a girl. But it wasn't till she moved her arm away from her face, that he saw it was her.
She looked like a fallen angel.
He didn't want to wake her but he had no choice, it was now or never.
He knelt down beside her, then gently shook her shoulder
"Ginny", Draco whispered, "Ginny, please you have to wake up. I have something important to tell you."
"humm?"
`Oh that voice, even when it was a mumble, I'm getting a flutter in my gut'
`A flutter in my gut!? Where did that come from?'
`oh right it's that voice again'
"Draco?" Ginny sat up, still trying to wake up. But as soon as she looked into his silvery eyes, a rush of what had happened before came back to her.
She bolted to her feet. Hands on hips, eyes blazing but cold at the same time, and her chin thrust upwards towards him in defiance.
Draco knew that pose, he'd seen it on that first time he'd met her. After jibbing at Harry and she'd rushed towards him in defense.
"Leave him alone"
Draco was almost impressed by the Weasel, if it hadn't been for the red hair she could have been a Malfoy at that second.
But now back in the present Draco wasn't impressed, he was more nervous, on the verge of being remotely scared.
"You've got a lot of nerve showing up here now!"
`I'm going to get frostbite any second from this girl, oh yea well two can play at that game!'
"well excuse me…." Draco started back in a tone so sarcastic well there's nothing really to compare it to.
But he stopped himself, he was the one at fault, she had every right to be mad. He'd humiliated her and walked over her offered heart. No he was going to have to be the man.
"Ginny look I…"
But he was cut off again.
"No you see here Draco, I'm not sure about how you feel, and actually at this point I don't think I want to know, but you have to know this, you hurt me. You could have said something; you laughing in my face wouldn't have hurt as much!"
Tears were forming in her eyes now; here she was again baring her soul.
`Oh God don't tell me I did that to her….'
"Ginny please…." Draco tried to begin again.
She shook her head. Draco could tell from the way she bent it down she was trying to compose herself.
She looked up eyes shining from unshed tears.
"Draco at this point I don't know if I love you or hate you" her tone wasn't fierce it was now defeated, "why don't you just go? I've figured it out that the feelings aren't mutual. I want to hate you. You don't know how badly I do but I still love you."
//Somewhere between
The heavens and earth
Frozen in time
Oh when you say those words//
Draco wasn't sure he could take much more of this, everything painful thing was because of him. He was about the burst, and then she said it again, but in a whisper so soft he thought he imagined it.
"I don't know why but I do love you"
//When you say you love me
The world goes still
So still inside
And when you say you love me
For moment there's no one else alive//
"Ginny, now you listen to me. Its true when you said that you loved me I was shocked. As foreign as this concept sounds, bear with me.
I never expect to hear those words sincerely, ever. Especially by you. I didn't grow up with any displays of affection. I was told that they were a weakness and a waste of time.
So I sealed my fate and accepted it, no one would ever love Draco Malfoy.
And then you show up saying it. I had to evaluate myself and your words to see if firstly you were telling the truth….."
This is where Ginny had to cut in.
"I'd never lie about something like that, I care…."
He silenced her with his hand.
"I know but I wasn't sure if I was lying to myself about how I felt for you."
"And how do you….."
`This is it….ok breathing! Breathing is key! Because fainting because of lack of oxygen isn't cool!'
"Ginny I do love you"
The floodgates were opened, with those words the rest of the water that had been backed up by the dam of all those years of loneliness, rejection, never wanted. It all melted away.
Draco couldn't hold himself back; with one giant step he'd covered the ground between them. He cupped her face so gently compared to all the fierce emotions ripping through him.
"Ginny I'm so sorry for not telling you it back right away I should have. I'm such a fool. I could have ruined everything. I could…." His self bashing speech was cut off by five words.
"Shut up, and kiss me"
`Well you don't have to ask me twice'
Draco poured in so much passion into that kiss; he was surprised that he had it in him at first.
He tasted her lips, like strawberries. Ginny opened her mouth in a moan. Draco couldn't help from moaning either. She was so sweet. He could feel heat radiating off her. Her perfume was making him feel light headed combined with the kiss, it was like fresh spring, not something chokingly strong. She was plastered against him, and that lust that he'd felt before seemed to dull in comparison for the mix of love involved this time.
Ginny kissed him back, it was like she was drowning and he was her life raft.
She'd imagined kissing him for so long. He had a spicy masculine scent that was slowly driving her mad. He felt muscular which only added to her thoughts of `he really has a raw sensual feel'. But her thoughts were cut off, because she was moaning again, causing him to moan. It was a vicious cycle of passion.
Tasting, smelling, feeling, seeing and hearing.
All their senses became one in that moment.
Draco was caught up in a whirlwind. He'd kissed girls before. Of course he had! But even when it was a deep kiss it paled in comparison to this.
There's something different about kissing someone you're connected to emotionally. It's like your souls are merging. It's something that makes you think it was going to last forever.
//And this journey that we're on
How far we've come
And I celebrate every moment
And when you say you love me
That's all you have to say
I'll always feel this way
When you say you love
The world goes still
So still inside
And when you say you love me
In that moment I know why I'm alive
When you say you love me
When you say you love me do you know how I love you? //
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I heard a moan…..oh get your mind out of the gutter!
What did I say before this wasn't some cheesy movie love deal?
It is rather a private moment I think it best that we leave. They're good kids. Well Ginny is anyways. Draco isn't a around good guy, but he's better then he was. I think tonight will be the start of a great and drastic improvement.
Ah, young love. And even though the line would normally be "too bad it won't last"
I have a feeling that this will, for years and years.
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The End
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