Just when everything was making sense, you took away all my self-confidence
Now all that I've been hearing must be true, I guess I'm not the only boy for you
But that's what I get
That's what I get
That's what I get
That's what I get
How can you turn me into this? After you just taught me how to kiss
You I told you I'd never say goodbye, now I'm slipping on the tears you made me cry
But that's what I get
That's what I get
That's what I get
That's what I get
Why's it comes as a surprise to think that I was so naïve, maybe didn't mean that much but it meant everything to me
That's what I get
That's what I get
That's what I get
Draco gave Ginny a wink as he passed her on his way out of the Great hall.
"What was that about?" Harry asked, while turning Ginny to face him, unaware that he had come up behind her, and surprised by his hand on her shoulder.
"I don't know. You know Malfoy, probably trying to get a rise out of me." Ginny almost choked on the words. She loved him, and now she was making up something to make him seem like a bad guy.
Harry nodded and asked if Ginny would be at the Gryffindor vs. Ravenclaw game.
He was so blind! Ginny wanted to yell at him to open his eyes, but she couldn't hurt him, she hadn't been able to bring herself to say anything yet, and she still couldn't. "Of course I will."
Ginny meant to keep her promise to Harry and attend the Quidditch match; the only games she'd attended were the ones against Slytherin, but no one seemed to notice. She wouldn't sit with Hermione, her eyes were too sharp, and her questions too direct. Ginny was already lying to Harry, she didn't want to have to start lying to Hermione too.
On her way downstairs, with the intent to go see the game, Draco stopped her at the door, and convinced her it was too cold to sit and watch Gryffindor lose at Quidditch, and wouldn't she be more comfortable snuggled up next to a sexy Slytherin instead?
"Know where I can find one?" she innocently asked.
Draco gave her a playful pat on the backside, and steered her toward his room.
Draco was in the process of undressing his deliciously beautiful girlfriend when he noticed her locket and remembered something. "Don't move," he whispered as he walked over to his dresser and pulled out a green velvet box with a silver ribbon around it. "I hope you won't be offended, but I noticed that little locket that you always wear, and thought perhaps, you might like this."
Draco offered up the box, but Ginny didn't respond.
"Ginevra?"
Ginny looked up at Draco and took the box but did not open it, "Harry gave me this lock-"
"What!"
"Draco, calm down."
"Do not tell me to calm down! You've been sleeping in my bed, while wearing his locket?"
"It doesn't mean anything, HE doesn't mean anything! Haven't I proven that?"
Draco had turned away from her as she spoke, and Ginny now shoved his back to get his attention.
"You are an arrogant bastard!"
"I never claimed to be otherwise. I believe we have had this conversation before."
Ginny sat on the end of the bed and began to cry. She was crying quietly at first, and then soon poured her heart out.
Draco was never bothered by a weeping women, except his mother, tears didn't affect him. No, she could cry her eyes out; she deserved it for her betrayal.
A second after deciding this, Draco lifted Ginny from the bed and pulled her onto his lap. "I'm sorry, Love. I'm sorry."
Ginny cried harder. Was he really apologizing? She looked up at him, and Draco held her chin in his hands.
"I am sorry, but can you understand where I am coming from?"
Ginny pushed herself off his lap and paced in front of him. "Do you have any idea how difficult it has been for me? Can you understand where I am coming from? I've had to deceive my friends, my bother, and a boy who thinks he loves me-"
"Do you regret it?" Draco said, getting to the heart of the matter.
"Not a moment."
"Then let's not talk of Potter in this room ever again. I want - I would like you to wear the necklace I bought you."
"I can't."
"Why not?!" Draco shouted. It wasn't just about Potter anymore, Draco realized. He didn't like the idea of Ginny wearing anything that belonged to any man but him. She was his, and it irked him that he hadn't considered that the locket might have been from Harry earlier. Draco was fuming, but tried to calm himself before he spoke to Ginny again. He paced his room as Ginny sat half dressed on the edge of the bed. He was used to getting his way, and for her to tell him no was one problem, but why Ginny said she 'couldn't' wear it was another issue altogether. "Ginny, would you please tell me why you can't wear what I bought for you?"
Ginny wiped her eyes away and looked up at Draco. "I haven't told Harry yet. That is the only reason, I promise."
Draco felt that they had waited long enough to tell Harry. They had nothing to hide! But, Ginny was always trying to protect Harry. Well, no more. "Ginny, I won't wait any longer. I don't want to hide our relationship any longer, and Harry has the right to move on if he so chooses. By continuing to wear that thing you've mislead him."
Draco reached a hand to his own forehead, he must be ill. Was he defending Potter? "One of us needs to tell him…Today, Ginevra."
Ginny nodded; he was right. She reached behind her and swept her hair over one shoulder. She stared unblinkingly at Draco as she unhooked the clasp of the locket Harry had given her and placed it on the nightstand.
Draco walked over to her and pulled her into his arms. Ginny allowed him to hold her, and pushed away the tinge of guilt she was feeling. It wasn't her fault that she loved the man holding her, and not the one that was out on the Quidditch pitch now. "I will tell Harry, tonight…No matter what."
"You're not afraid of him, are you?" Draco asked, holding her at arms length to look into her eyes. Ginny hesitated too long to suit Draco. "That bastard won't lay a hand on you. I'll make sure."
That was the last thing Ginny wanted, for Draco and Harry to have an argument, or worse. "You'll do no such thing. Harry would never hurt me." Ginny knew Harry's temper as well as anyone; she'd been on the receiving end more than once. But, she was sure that once she told him that her feelings had not changed, and if he was realistic, he'd have to admit that there was no spark there, he would see the truth that was in front of him.
Draco nodded at Ginny, not entirely convinced, and asked her if she was alright.
"I'm fine." she answered, giving him a small smile. She just wanted him to hold her and give her comfort and strength for the confrontation she had to have with Harry later.
Draco brought the velvet box over and told her, "I know how you can go from 'fine' to ecstatically happy,"
Ginny looked up, into Draco's beautiful gray eyes, and asked, "Oh? Does it involve a certain Slytherin and a lovely Gryffindor shagging on that bed?"
Draco cleared his throat, and said, "Perhaps after. I meant my gift."
Ginny blushed, and then accepted the velvet box Draco held up for her. She pulled the silver ribbon, and the box slowly opened of its own volition. A stunning diamond necklace was revealed to her, and Ginny gasped as she reached for it. "Oh…Draco, this is, oh, it's just, it's too amazing, I could never wear it," she said as she brought it out to try on.
Draco let out a laugh, a real laugh, and Ginny had never been happier than seeing Draco Malfoy so amused, even if he was laughing at her. When Ginny held it up to her neck, she could see a small charm hanging from the necklace, it was a crown covered in diamonds, and sparkling in the candlelight of the room. "A crown?"
Draco helped her to put the necklace on, and leaned down to whisper, "A crown for my princess."
Once the necklace was fastened, he walked with her over to the mirror, and Ginny couldn't believe that was her in the glass. No one in her family had ever owned anything so expensive, or beautiful. "Draco, this is so stunning, but how can I w-"
Draco covered her mouth with his own in a quick kiss and said, "You don't have to wear it all the time, but those high collared shirts, and high necked jumpers you wear," he pointed at the Periwinkle "Weasley" sweater lying on his floor, "would easily cover it up."
Ginny nodded and leaned up for a kiss. Draco wanted to make up with Ginny after their row, and thought he had the perfect treat for her. Since she was only half way dressed, he made quick work of ridding her of her remaining clothing. Draco picked her up and gently laid her down on his bed and began kissing every inch of her face and neck.
Ginny was shivering, and tried to catch Draco's lips when they were close enough. Draco avoided her kisses, but continued to drive her wild with his mouth and tongue. He kissed her shoulders, the sensitive inner flesh of her arms, and each finger in turn, before turning his attention to her breasts. Ginny lifted off the bed as Draco suckled at each in turn.
He used his tongue to kiss a path lower still, and Ginny pushed her knees together when she realized his intent. "Draco! You, you can't."
Draco was determined to rid Ginny of her sudden shyness. He began kissing her hips and the top of her thighs as he innocently asked why she was afraid.
"It's, well…I've heard things…what if you," Ginny's face was as red as her hair, but Draco was patient, as he waited for her to explain.
"Don't like-"
Draco cut off anything else she might have wanted to say by running his tongue along the inside of her thighs, causing Ginny to relax them a little, and giving Draco better access to her.
"Believe me, I'll like it. And what's more, you'll like it," he said as his probing tongue got ever closer to her center. Draco was now able to push Ginny's legs apart enough to give him room to work. He was going to give her an unforgettable experience.
He was still simply kissing the inside of her thighs, but Ginny was already grasping at the sheets and bucking against him in anticipation. Draco finally moved directly over the spot he knew would send her over the edge and slowly ran his tongue over her most sensitive spot. Ginny let out a yelp, and Draco smiled at her, before slipping his hands under Ginny's bum to pull her even closer to his waiting mouth.
Ginny was now screaming out loud at what Draco was doing to her. He continued his ministrations, and Ginny couldn't help the shouts she was giving at the new, incredible things Draco was doing to her. Ginny knew she was close to finding her release, she could feel the pressure building inside of her, she reached down to grab a fistful of Draco's hair with one hand, and the other to hold on to the pillow behind her head as she screamed in pleasure. It seemed to her minutes had passed before her body stopped shaking, and she could catch a proper breath.
"Oh gods." she sighed. "You're talented Draco."
"Don't forget bald, talented and bald." he said as he rubbed the back of his head where he was sure Ginny had ripped half his hair out. She was wild in bed, he loved that about her, but he'd have to tie her up next time he pleasured her this way, he thought.
Ginny couldn't move. She felt too exhausted, and she hadn't even done anything. She smiled at Draco and was about to ask if she could return the favor after a nap, when they heard what sounded like someone whistling.
Ginny grabbed the sheets to cover herself as all she was wearing was a necklace, but Draco didn't look concerned. He grabbed his robe from the foot of the bed and went to his wall and said something in a low voice.
The wall slid only a fourth of the way back and Ginny could here Draco talking to Blaise Zabini. Blaise was Draco's best friend and knew about her relationship with Draco and kept quiet, he was one of the few Slytherin's Ginny liked. Draco said the password again and the wall slid closed as he made his way back to the bed.
"Is Blaise alright?"
"Bit a girl trouble. Apparently, he's going to be a father, he needed to talk. I told him I'd find him in the common room later."
"Draco Malfoy! He's your friend! He needs your help; you should go with him now. And you call being a father 'a bit of girl trouble'?" Ginny demanded incredulously.
Draco gave a huge, dramatic sigh as he got out of bed and pulled a fresh shirt from his closet. He didn't want to tell Ginny that Blaise should have been a father five times now, but had always convinced the expectant mothers to take a fetus termination potion. He watched as she dressed, and knew he would most likely not see her this evening.
He noticed the closer Ginny got to being fully dressed, the more her hands shook. She was nervous about her coming talk with Harry. Draco walked over to her and told her not too worry; Scarhead had probably won the game, and would be in a great mood, so she had nothing to worry about.
Ginny was standing at Draco's door and tried to convince herself those words were true. "I better hurry and get this over with," she said and ran over to Draco for a quick peck on the cheek before running all the way up to Gryffindor tower, her heart hammering in her chest. She kept chanting that everything will work out, nothing to worry about, as she stared out the window and saw her housemates heading back toward the castle. Just a matter of time before Harry was face to face with her.
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Draco was about to leave his room and find Blaise when he noticed Ginny's old locket on his nightstand. He was going to throw it in the lake, he had decided, and put it in his pocket as he headed off to the Slytherin common room.
Blaise was easy to spot, he was fighting off Pansy Parkinson, who was trying to straddle him right there on the couch, in plain sight of everyone.
"Hogwarts broom, come here," Draco said grabbing her by the arm.
Pansy protested but allowed Draco to lead her over to the window. He had to keep his hands in his pockets to keep from strangling her. "As head boy it is my responsibility to tell you that your behavior is inappropriate at best, Miss Parkinson, there are impressionable first year students present, I might remind you, and your conduct is most unbecoming of a prefect. Secondly, you know that house points should be taken away, however I for one won't be the one to put my house in la-"
Pansy flattened herself against Draco and purred, "You didn't used to mind taking a ride on this broom Draco, but I haven't seen you, or been invited to your bed in a long time."
Draco shoved away from her, took his hands out of his pockets, and grabbed her face, pulling her forward for a tongue thrusting kiss.
"Do you know what that taste is?" Draco asked.
"Sugar quills?"
"Close. Ginny Weasley."
Pansy's scream of outrage filled the Slytherin common room. She took a swing at Draco, but he side-stepped her and she fell forward on to her knees.
Draco stepped over her and motioned with a nod of his head for Blaise to follow him.
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Pansy was so angry she could Avada someone! Not someone, Ginny Weasley. She was the cause of all of this.
Pansy was picking herself up off the floor when she noticed something gold and shiny. She picked it up as she walked back up to her room. She wished she could take points from her own house and not have to pay the price too, not one person offered to help her up! She knew she wasn't well liked by most of her housemates. She used to be the leader of the Slytherin Girls group, but then she had started sleeping with everyone's boyfriends, and, she supposed, made herself quite unpopular.
Well she was angry now and someone was going to pay. Malfoy would pay. What he had just done to her was the lowest trick she'd ever heard of, and she came from a family well versed in dark arts! Pansy couldn't believe that Draco and Ginny were sleeping together and she didn't know. Surely everyone at school knew, didn't they? If he'd had the audacity to tell her, she was certain everyone else knew. Hogwarts rumor mill worked faster than Rita Skeeter's quill! Or maybe, they had managed to keep it from everyone, everyone including that idiot hero longing for Ginny, who was tucked away, literally, with Draco.
Pansy was formulating a plan for revenge, absently stroking the locket she had picked up earlier, and finally turned her attention to it. It was a plain, gold, heart shaped locket. Nothing special, and certainly not expensive enough to be owned by a Slytherin. Pansy turned it over and found an H & G intertwined on the back. It could belong to Ginny, the H & G could stand for Harry and Ginny, but then, how did it get in the Slytherin common room? Pansy worked out the details in her mind and guessed Draco must have taken it from Ginny, probably was going to hide it from her, since he was shagging her, but, he knew she still loved Harry. It made perfect sense to Pansy. She decided she would just have to hurt Harry in her little plan of revenge and straightened her clothing as she headed out to the Quidditch pitch, hopefully, he was still there.
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Gryffindor tower was noisy with people celebrating once again. The Quidditch team hadn't lost more than two games all season, and they won again today. The Gryffindors were making so much noise it was hard to have a conversation, though some still tried, yelling themselves hoarse.
Ginny was actually enjoying herself. Though she hadn't attended the game, she was getting the exciting re-enactment from some hyper first years. The butterbeer was flowing, and food and sweets were in abundance. Ginny wished Draco were there. She was sure he would have a good time with her housemates if he got to know them like this. Ginny could almost forget her worries, as she turned back to Collin and Hermione as they all enjoyed the excitement of the impromptu party.
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Pansy walked into the Gryffindor Quidditch changing room just as Harry and Ron were making there way out. They stopped themselves just before they crashed into her.
"Parkinson?" Harry asked looking stupefied. "What are you doing here?"
Pansy tried to put on her most seductive smile. "I need to speak with you Harry," she gave him the once over. "Alone."
Ron gave Harry a look that said "This girl is nutters, I'm staying". But Harry had a strange feeling he wanted to hear what Pansy had to say. "It's alright Ron. I'll see you back in the common room."
Ron gave them both a backward glance, and headed off to Gryffindor Tower. They were all alone in the small room, the rest of the team having left earlier. Harry was uncomfortable being alone with Pansy, and tried to get her to say what she had to say so he could leave. "Would you like to sit?" Harry offered, trying to be polite.
"No, no, I don't think I will need to. But you may want to," she hedged.
Harry was used to odd behavior from people, and played along. He sat down, and Pansy immediately swung the locket in front of his face.
Harry reached out to grab it but Pansy pushed him back with one hand and held the locket out of reach with the other.
"Where did you get that?" Harry asked through gritted teeth.
Pansy smiled and said, "That's not as important as this." Pansy leaned over Harry and gave him a kiss similar to the one Draco had given her.
"Do you know what that taste is?" Pansy asked, using Draco's exact words.
Harry was still in shock nearly forgot to shake his head.
"That, Harry Potter, is your sweet Ginny Weasley…Courtesy of Draco Malfoy."
Harry stared at her for a full minute before he realized what she was implying. "You're lying!"
Pansy threw her head back and laughed. "Poor Harry! You really didn't know, did you?"
Harry went running toward the door when Pansy called, "Don't you want your locket?"
Harry ignored her and ran as fast as he could to the castle. He took the stairs two at a time and cursed Ginny the whole way. No wonder she'd been so happy these past months! What a fool he'd been! And Malfoy of all people, she might as well have killed him herself, and forget Voldemort, that lying betraying, witch.
Harry screamed "Sugar Quills!" at the fat lady, who jumped in her frame and opened up for him.
Harry spotted Ginny's long red hair and lost control.
"MALFOY'S WHORE!" Harry yelled as he stormed into the common room. Every eye turned to him, and all talking stopped, even a few bottles of butterbeer hit the floor at his entrance.
Ginny's eyes widened as he made his way over to her and hauled her up by her shoulders.
"How could you Gin?!" he screamed at her.
Ginny tried to get loose of the grip he had on her shoulders.
"Having a good laugh behind my back?" Harry shook Ginny and yelled, "Were you?"
Ginny was crying by now, as Harry yelled into her face, and looked at her with complete hatred.
Ron was trying to grab Harry's arm and pull him away from Ginny, but Harry had surprising strength, and shoved Ron backwards into a chair that Neville was sitting in, sending them both crashing to the floor.
Hermione was trying to reason with Harry, but he had a death grip on Ginny's upper arms and wouldn't release her. Ron got off the floor and grabbed one of Harry's arms, trying to set Ginny free, Harry let go for a second then pulled Ginny's sweater down enough to reveal the diamond necklace.
Harry almost laughed as he grabbed the chain in his fist. "Well Gin, at least he pays you well for your services."
Harry then gave a vicious yank and Ginny felt the necklace cut into the back of her neck as the diamonds went scattering all over the common room.
Ron, Seamus, and Neville were finally able to grab and hold Harry, but that didn't stop him from yelling at Ginny. "He fucks every girl in the school! I loved you! I would have made you special all your life!"
Hermione had her arms around Ginny and was trying to protect her, but nothing could help after having those words screamed at her with all of Gryffindor listening. Ginny was openly sobbing; she couldn't stop the tears, and was bleeding from the cut at the back of her neck. Ron started yelling at Harry, and Harry headed for the portrait hole, yelling about Ron defending his "Whore of a sister."
Ron hugged Ginny to him, even though he wanted to demand the details of what was really going on, he was her big brother first, and she was hurting. Ginny buried her face in Ron's chest and cried while Hermione broke up the crowd.
"This celebration is obviously over, it's curfew soon and as head girl I don't want to take points from my own house," she said.
Everyone reluctantly got the hint, and started heading for their dorms, but the tower was buzzing with the events of the night.
Ginny couldn't have come up with a better plan to humiliate herself and ruin her reputation if she had tried. When it was just Hermione, Ron, and Neville in the common room Ginny sat down on the couch for a minute, deciding what to do.
She wanted to run to Draco, but she didn't want him going after Harry, or Harry going after Draco. Would he have already done that? No, she wasn't worth it, she was just a whore. How did Harry find out anyway? Did Draco get tired of waiting and say something? No, he wouldn't do that, he wouldn't betray her, he said he'd let her handle it, he would. Ginny's thoughts were interrupted when Neville came and sat next to her.
"Hi Gin"
Ginny smiled at him, "Hi Nev. Umm, thanks for-"
"Gin, you're still the same wonderful girl that we all love, thoughtful, sweet," Neville blushed. "Incredibly kind to go to the Yule Ball with a partner no else wanted, and let him step on your toes all night."
Ginny smiled and hugged Neville, who hugged her back just as fiercely. Ginny winced at the pain in her neck, upper arms and shoulders, but put a smile on her face when she faced Neville.
"I love you Neville."
Neville blushed redder than the Gryffindor common room décor and looked back at Ginny.
"I love you too, Gin. Goodnight."
Ginny watched as Neville went up the boys stairs, Ron and Hermione were arguing over something in the corner, and Ginny decided she would go to Draco. She needed him.
This was the worst night of her life, and he was the only person she wanted to see. Ginny snuck past the portrait, and neither Ron nor Hermione called her back. She walked downstairs toward the dungeons, hoping she wouldn't run into Harry, which was the last thing she would need.
Ginny reached the second floor without incident, but thought she heard a noise behind her. When she turned she expected Mrs. Norris, or Peeves perhaps, but she didn't see anyone behind her. When she turned back around, she let out a gasp as something was suspended in the air in front of her. Ginny swung at the object, unsure at first what it was. By the time she realized what it was it was too late, and Ginny had lost her footing, pitching forward down the flight of stairs.
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Harry decided to go for a fly after he left the tower. He did not feel bad about the things he had said. He did however feel guilty that he had said them in front of all of Gryffindor Tower.
That was probably just as unforgivable as Ginny's betrayal. If only he hadn't trusted her so much. He was an idiot a million times over, and Ron probably hated him. Everything was falling apart for him.
He had enough to deal with, as he was expected to save the wizarding world from a resurrected Dark Lord. Again. And Again. Nothing ever worked for him, and the one thing he wanted, he was losing to the world's biggest git?
It didn't make sense. Harry reached the front doors of the castle and hoped he wouldn't run into anyone. It was now well after curfew, and he already had to face who knew what in the common room when he got there.
Ginny's friends lined up to punch him, probably. Or Ron ready to hex him. Or maybe Ginny ready to hex him, which was a far more frightening prospect.
Harry was just getting ready to start up the next set of stairs when he saw a black puddle in front of him. An eerie feeling crept over him, reminding him of second year, the whole Ginny and the Chamber incident. Harry was afraid to turn the corner and start up the next staircase. He took a deep breath, and turned to his right. He saw the black puddle was coming from someone lying face down on the last step. Flaming red hair in the candlelight.
Harry ran over and carefully tried to turn her over, "Ginny!"
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A/N: Please don't be too mad at me…I know a few people are worried about Darling Harry…I PROMISE- No ships will be broken!