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Chapter Two : Potency

(After breakfast the next day)

All eyes turned to look at the late arrival to the Prefects meeting. Draco raised a pale eyebrow as he surveyed the approaching figure of Ginny Weasley. Something was definitely different about her. Ginny's usually unkempt red hair has been tamed into appealing sleekness that hung seductively over one eye. And those eyes! How different she looked with a little makeup, grown up and sexy. Her undersized robes that he normally loved to ridicule her over suddenly seemed to fit her every curve perfectly. He could now see the swell of her ample breasts and as she turned to sit down he could see how very curvy she had grown. Oh yes she was looking very good today indeed and judging by the smirk on her face, she knew it.

Shaking himself mentally he forced a sneer, "Nice of you to join us at last Weasley. Ten points from Gryffindor for your blatant disregard for timekeeping. Maybe you should spend less time in the mirror in future." She was a Weasley after all. She may be looking better but she was still Muggle loving filth.

After the meeting was over and everyone had left the classroom, Draco let out a long sigh. It was so hard not to undermine that irritating Mudblood trollop Granger every time she opened her mouth but he knew if he did she would run squealing to her pal Dumbledore and he would end up having to apologise to her or lose his Head Boy badge. He knew which one he would choose and he rather liked his position of power and the perks that came with it. He groaned with satisfaction as he remembered Pansy on her knees the night before. He made a mental note to summon her to his room later that evening.

"Sounds like someone has their mind in the gutter as usual" said a voice softly in his ear. Draco span round and startled by how close the owner of the voice was, stumbled back onto the desk behind him. Standing in front of him was Ginny Weasley, with an irritatingly superior smile on her lips.

Before he had time to think of a suitably offensive expression to spit at her she was almost nose to nose with him, one finger on his lips and one hand resting uncomfortably close on the desk, between his legs.

"Don't say a word Malfoy or I'll hex you quiet and still." She paused as she licked her red lips, "I saw you eyeing me up when I walked in here earlier and all through that very dull meeting you could hardly keep your eyes off me. I just wanted you to know that I know you were imagining bending me over a desk and shagging the smirk off my face."

She shifted her weight on he arm, bringing her hand even closer to Draco's crotch. "I also wanted you to know," she continued, in a whisper now, "that you should feel free to try it if you think you are man enough, but honestly, I don't think you could ever handle me.

Draco's eyes were closed now, he didn't know what the hell was going on but all of a sudden all he wanted was to see Ginevra Weasley's red hair in his lap in the same position as Pansy has been the night before. He opened his mouth to tell her so but as he opened his eyes he could see that she had gone. Draco was left frustrated, confused and thoroughly disgusted with himself.

Ginny however, was tearing down the corridor towards the fat lady's portrait. "Hinkypunk!" she exclaimed and the portrait swung to one side. When inside the common room she flung herself into an obliging armchair and covered her face with her hands. What the hell just happened? One minute she was in the dungeons making the love potion, happily hating Malfoy the next thing she was preening herself up so she could seduce him? And those things she had said! She screamed with embarrassment into her palms. "I didn't even know I had those kinds of thoughts inside my head!!"

"What kinds of thoughts?"

Ginny looked up sharply to see Hermione standing over her, a worried frown creasing her brow.

"You wouldn't believe me if I told you" sighed Ginny shaking her head.

"Try me"

After telling Hermione the whole story from the beginning she looked over at her friend who was sat looking shocked and frankly slightly amused by Ginny's revelations.

"And I couldn't find the bloody potion anywhere this morning, so it was all for nothing"

"It's a good job you couldn't, from the sound of things I wouldn't be surprised if you had force fed it to him" Hermione said, a smile cracking across her face as she suppressed a laugh.

"Not bloody funny Hermione!"

"Which love potion was it that you made any way?

Ginny frowned. "Lady Loretta's I think it was called" Hermione sat bolt upright "Are you serious? That stuff is stronger than rocket fuel!"

"Eh? What's that?"

"Oh never mind! Its really potent stuff! I read in "Magical Maladies and Mishaps" that a witch gave 5 drops of it to a wizard she liked and he became so infatuated with her that when she said she spoke to one of her wizard pals, he was driven so mad by jealousy he threw himself off a tower. Its supposed to be really hard to make though. Wow, Gin, well done. You must be really good at potions! Perhaps you could help Harry and Ron. I'd help them myself but I've got so many classes to go over with them already"

Ginny rolled her eyes. "Missing the whole point here I think Hermione."

"Oh yes of course, sorry. Ok so you say you were shut in the cupboard with a full vial of it?

"Yeah." She considered for a moment "And now you mention it, it smelled really strong, so strong that it made my head spin"

Hermione shook her head and looked at Ginny as if she was a simpleton.

Realisation crept in and Ginny winced "Wow it's that strong huh?"

Ginny had to run all the way to the Transfiguration corridor. Hermione had made her retell the making of the Love potion to her in painstaking detail and she was horribly late because of it. As she turned a corner, an arm reached out from a storeroom door towards her and pulled her inside.

Blinking in the darkness she reached for her wand "Lumos!"

"I thought I would take you up on that offer" smiled Draco Malfoy.

In the weak light that was emitting from her wand, Malfoy's pale features looked almost ghostly. Ginny started to try and wiggle free from his grasp but he caught hold of her wand hand and crushed her with his body. "Ow you are hurting me Malfoy!"

"Sorry Weasley but there isn't a whole lot of room in here, besides, I thought you liked it up close and personal"

"Get bent Malfoy" she managed through gritted teeth. Although it was true that there was little room, Ginny felt herself enjoying the closeness of Malfoy. He smelled manly, some expensive aftershave she concluded, and his body was firm and muscular from playing Quidditch. She hadn't felt the closeness of a man's body for a long time, not since she had that brief fling with Dean Thomas and he was never as intoxicating as this. Or as spontaneous.

"Look Malfoy," She said finally "I'm sorry about earlier. I wasn't myself."

"I know, you were vastly improved Weasley. I liked it. I never realised you were so forward. Why do you think I am here? I want what you promised me and I want to show you how much of a man I really am." He chuckled softly as he leant down and let his lips graze her neck.

"Oh…" Ginny was at a loss for words, she knew she should slap him and demand for him to let her go but she was so taken in the moment that she almost forgot where she was and who she was with. His lips finally found hers and she kissed him back hungrily.

"Seems like you Weasleys are good for something after all, apart from mocking, obviously"

That was enough to bring Ginny crashing back to earth. "Get off me you great…..great….SNOB!!." she screamed fighting him frantically. Once free, she made to burst from the store cupboard. Her robes, caught on a protruding nail made a loud ripping noise and, upon falling out of the cupboard, to Ginny's horror the back of her robe tore up to her waist.

Draco, seeing Ginny's distress, leered. "That's one way to striptease"

Ginny's eyes filled with tears and she ran back towards Gryffindor common room.

"Weasley! Wait!" Draco called out after her but she didn't look back.