TABANCA
CHAPTER FIVE
EXPERIMENTING
BY: J
DISCLAIMER - This story is based on characters and situations created and owned by JK Rowling, various publishers including but not limited to Bloomsbury Books, Scholastic Books and Raincoast Books, and Warner Bros., Inc. No money is being made and no copyright or trademark infringement is intended.
CHAPTER SUMMARY - In which Draco's masters heterosexual sex.
Ginny sighed as her brother paced in front of her irately ranting on about the dangers of fraternizing with a Malfoy. He was actually taking it a lot better than she expected. She'd imagined being locked up in the Gryffindor common room until the end of the school year.
"Ginny! Ginny are you listening!"
Ron sighed and stopped to stand in front of his sister, placing his hands squarely on her shoulders.
"I didn't mind Neville and I surprisingly didn't mind Michael Corner. But for Merlin's sake Ginny!
"He apologised." Ginny bit her lip at the lie. Draco had made it clear that he wasn't sorry for the demeaning comment about her. Nevertheless she knew the mere thought of Draco apologising would catch her brother off guard.
"And you believed him!" Ron stared at her incredulously.
Ginny squirmed at that one. Funny how many things that Draco said she accepted. Even went so far to agree to continue shagging him. Gods she hoped that wouldn't turn out to be a mistake.
Ron waved his hand in front of Ginny's face in frustration before narrowing his eyes.
"You're thinking about him aren't you!"
Ginny reddened and crossed her arms indignantly. "It would do you good Ronald Weasley to stop interfering in my business and go find yourself your own love life!"
Ron's hands fell from her shoulders to his sides. "That's not fair Gin."
She sighed before moving forward to pull her brother into a hug. "She loves him Ron. You're a decent looking bloke."
Ginny grinned as Ron snorted. She pulled back and wondered why she didn't take her own bloody advice. Why she was being a hypocrite herself and running after a man who was in every way, impossible to love.
"I gave them my blessing a long time ago you know."
"You still love her though."
Ron smiled down at his sister, slightly surprised at her perceptiveness.
"Just wondering what could have been is all. I love Harry like my brother, and Hermione…it'll just take time."
Ginny smiled back feeling slightly guilty that she'd brought up bad feelings to take the heat off herself.
Ron's features hardened a bit. "Don't think you're off the hook yet Ginny! I don't want you around Malfoy anymore."
"Why don't you let me make my own decisions for a change," she grumbled.
"What if he hurts you?"
"Ugh, Ron. We're in Hogwarts. Dumbledore will make sure he doesn't."
"I didn't mean it in the physical sense."
Her gaze dropped to the floor. "I'll just move on then, but it's my decision to make."
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Draco hadn't spoken to Ginny in a week and she'd begun to think that he'd forgotten about his proposal. In fact whenever she saw him he was rushing to another class, another place, barely sparing a quick glance. Hermione seemed to be coping a lot better than he was with the new workload Snape had dumped on them. As Ginny scooped up her books from the library table her gaze flickered over to Draco as he sat slouched, hand in his hair, reading as his hand worked furiously at parchment. He was unnaturally unkempt and Ginny caught sight of Hermione and Harry in a similar position, large tomes scattered around them.
She hesitated before leaving; it was moments like these she used to enjoy when she'd begun to take an interest in the Slytherin. Even though it was moments when he thought he was alone, she liked to observe him as he concentrated on his work with care. You could say she got to know him most by observation.
"Haven't got anything better to do stalker?"
Ginny jumped and her eyes skittered around for the source of the voice before she realized it was Draco who spoke, even as he continued to write notes. She flushed and tried to come up with an excuse for her, well, truly stalker-like behaviour.
"It was just a moment Malfoy."
He snorted and stopped writing for a moment as he rubbed his eyes. "More like ever since you took notice of me sitting here."
She couldn't help drink in his appearance, as untidy as it was. Couldn't blame her for looking could he, with an ego as large as his anyway.
"I've got to go to class," she said hesitantly.
"Alright, see you later Weasel."
Ginny glared and turned her back smartly as she strode out of the library.
"Ginny! Merlin, my name's Ginny! It can't that difficult even for such an airheaded poof!" She muttered.
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"Weasley."
Ginny's books fell to the floor as a hand abruptly caught her arm in a vice-like grip. Summoning her books with her wand, she caught them deftly before casting a dark look at the boy who continued tugging her insistently down the hall with out much of a glance.
"Come on, majority of Slytherin left already."
Ginny stumbled as she tried to keep up with him. "What's the bloody hurry! You don't speak or look at me for a week and suddenly you're in a rush to shag?"
Draco glanced at her sideways before slowing a bit. Gods how embarrassing, he must look like an eager pubescent fourteen year old. Though four years ago wasn't too long a way…
"I was busy."
"Doing what exactly."
"None of your business."
Ginny huffed before stopping in her tracks and wrenching her arm loose from his. "What's the matter with you!"
"Nothing! Merlin, I just… Must you make this so uncomfortable!"
Draco grabbed her arm and resumed yanking her to the Slytherin dormitories.
He pushed into the rooms casting a look around before pulling her into the room with him. Ginny gave him a bewildered look as he moved towards her, running his hands over her face.
"Wait, wait!" Ginny gasped as Draco struggled with her skirt.
He let out an exasperated sigh. "What now?"
"Must it be so sudden?"
Draco made a frustrated noise and pressed his mouth to hers messily before slowing down to fully explore her mouth. They fell onto the bed, Draco quickly moving to cover her body. Gods she was maddening. No shagging in a week was beginning to be painful. Stupid Snape and his insistence on potion making; a week with Granger had worn his nerves thin and right now he didn't want to talk or savour anything - he just wanted to shag. Girls were so bloody needy with sex.
He broke away from the kiss and barely noticed the dazed look on Ginny's face as she raised her hand to her mouth. Pulling her skirt off, he made small work of her underwear and soon sheathed himself quickly into her. A small contented sigh escaped his lips as an indignant squeak escaped Ginny's.
Draco rolled his hips experimentally and he thrust quickly into her. It wasn't too much different from a bloke. Well it was smoother…easier; he even enjoyed how pliant Ginny was. Speaking of Ginny, Draco thought as he increased his speed, she was curiously quiet. Draco moaned as he felt the muscles in his stomach and thighs tightening with that familiar growing ache. He thrust unsteadily against Ginny's hips as his release took him, beautiful waves of pleasure rolling over him as he was finally relieved of that sexual burden.
Draco slumped onto Ginny panting before pulling out of her. He kissed her cheek fondly, finally spent and finally happy only to notice how incredibly stiff the girl was below him. In fact the waves of irritation that rolled off of her did not seem to be a good sign and Draco was hesitant to get off of her and meet her wrath.
"Get off me you prick!"
He rose up onto his forehands and looked down at her. Ginny's arms were folded as she stared angrily up at him.
"You. Jerk."
Draco licked his lips worriedly. What the bloody hell did he do wrong? Ginny started pushing at him but he refused to budge from his place.
"What did I do!"
"Idiot! Thanks for the shag. It was boring, terribly uncomfortable not to mention painful, and the most horrible five minutes of my life!"
Draco blinked. Five minutes? That was five minutes? An uncharacteristic blush tinged his cheeks as he rolled off of her. He grabbed her arm as she began to get off the bed to pull on her skirt and underwear.
"Wait! How am I supposed to know what to do!"
"If that's how long you can last I think this proposal is looking to be pretty unsatisfactory."
Draco glared. "I can last longer than that wench! It's just been a long week alright!"
She snorted and started to get off the bed again. "Should have gotten one of your blokes to help you out then."
"I chose you at least didn't I. Okay, let me try again." Draco tugged her to the bed and rose to his knees. She looked up at him expectantly with a raised eyebrow. Draco scowled and took off his pants and shirt properly. Girls were really hard to please.
He began unbuttoning her shirt while she lay like a corpse. Lifting her tie over her head he frowned at her.
"Look I'm trying okay. Want to help me out here?"
She grinned as she pulled off her shirt before tossing it carelessly aside. "This should be amusing."
"Your humour isn't appreciated Weasley."
"Well seeing that your abilities are lacking, I'm hard pressed to not find the humour at the moment."
"My abilities," Draco said as he struggled with her bra, "are not lacking."
Pulling the contraption down her shoulders Draco eyed her breasts with trepidation. Glancing up at her, he found her looking at him curiously. He ran his hand over the soft mound carefully before squeezing it gently.
Damn.
No reaction.
Alright Malfoy, it can't be that hard. Draco brushed his thumbs over the soft nipple and it tightened visibly under his ministrations. He did the same to her other breast and found Ginny to be breathing slightly faster. He rolled her nipples between his fingers, feeling slightly proud as they budded into small peaks.
Draco leant down and gave her breast a light lick and looked up into Ginny's startled eyes as she jumped.
"Sorry," she murmured, "just surprised me."
He bent back down again and enclosed the nipple with his mouth and Ginny gasped as he suckled her a bit roughly. He paused and resumed when she made no complaints. It was actually nice doing this. Her soft flesh fit nicely in his hands and as he ran his tongue over her nipple, Draco was strangely prided as Ginny moaned beneath him. He ran his teeth gently over the bud as he pulled his mouth away from her. Her heartbeat was beating wildly beneath his hands.
"What do you want me to do exactly?" Draco asked.
Ginny shook her head wordlessly and pulled him onto her before pulling his face to hers for a kiss. It was a heated kiss, and a lot softer than a boy's kiss. She was a lot less aggressive and seemed to enjoy it a lot more than he did. Pulling his hands from the sides of her breasts, Draco cupped her face and deepened the kiss. If it was what she wanted he might as well try enjoying it as well. He ground against her as he drew his lips to her cheek and trailed it down to her ear. Gods that felt good at least. Draco pulled his lips back to hers and let a hand trail down her abdomen before stopping at the juncture of her legs.
He felt Ginny tense with anticipation and couldn't help smirk against her lips as he massaged her hip gently. He had a bad feeling she'd be a lot less excited about the event once he attempted it. Draco pulled away from her and looked down between them carefully before sliding his hand to her.
Heat emanated from her and as Draco slid a finger down through the hair he was surprised at how wet she was there. His finger stopped at her entrance and Draco probed her slowly. Ginny's body was getting a little spastic so he assumed he was doing something good. Sliding his finger in, her muscles clenched at him and he began a thrusting motion.
"Slide your thumb down a bit."
Draco looked up at Ginny in surprise and watched as a blush spread over her face after her request. Moving his thumb down between her folds he massaged her a bit, confused at what she wanted him to do exactly. Suddenly Ginny bucked at his hand and Draco almost pulled away. He moved his thumb again and felt a slight bump. Reddening, he moved his thumb away quickly, not knowing what the hell that was. Sliding a second finger into her, Draco curled them slightly and looked up at Ginny's face. Her eyes were screwed shut and she was making a soft mewling sound which was actually kind of gratifying.
"I don't know what the heck I'm doing Weasley."
Ginny opened her eyes which were darkened as her pupil was widely dilated.
"Ginny."
She made a small frustrated sound that Draco found he quite liked.
"Ginny," Draco repeated, the unfamiliar name sliding off his tongue.
Draco pulled his fingers from her and began to wipe his hand on the bedspread before he stopped to inspect it thoughtfully. Tentatively, he licked his finger. Dropping his eyes to Ginny's, he found her looking at his hand and mouth with a surprised look.
"Girls taste a lot better than guys."
Ginny made a face. "No discussion of your sex life or your whores Draco."
"They're not my whores," he protested, "they're willing participants and there is no money involved!"
Draco glanced down between their bodies indecisively as Ginny only gave a small chuckle. Making his decision he tipped his mouth to her breasts again, lavishing them with attention before sliding his mouth down to her navel. Ginny was lying deathly still beneath his mouth though her abdominal muscles jumped wildly against his lips. Draco slipped his hands down to her thighs, tracing the soft skin. Lifting her legs to his shoulders he dipped his head and licked her inner thigh hesitantly.
It can't be that different to a guy. Draco scowled. It was a lot different to a guy. He suddenly pressed his mouth to her allowing his tongue to slip between her folds. Ginny's hips bucked up against his mouth and Draco snickered at her lack of control. His tongue moved heatedly over her before pushing into her. Ginny gasped and her hands ran through his hair appreciatively. Quite suddenly, Ginny jerked beneath his ministrations and let out a soft, low moan. Draco backtracked and tried the thing with his tongue again. Whatever that little button was it certainly turned her on, no pun intended of course.
As Draco began to push his finger into her, he wondered when his Quidditch practice was. Ever since Snape had started them on these special potion making classes he'd been too busy to do anything else. Doing that special thing with his tongue again he thought about the way Granger had bested him again today. Stupid Mudblood couldn't seem to help herself, and what made him even madder was how completely modest she was about the whole thing. Ginny's hands suddenly clenched tightly on his shoulders and her body shuddered beneath his. Giving her one last lick, Draco looked up at her in surprise.
"Is it over already?"
The redhead's look of pleasure was suddenly replaced by a glare. "Sorry? Is Mister Five Minutes giving me sauce?"
Draco groaned and crawled up to her, his eyes levelling with her. "I can last longer."
Ginny laughed and Draco couldn't help a smile as her face broke into grin. "Alright then supposed Sex God, let's see what you got."
"Aren't you sated yet woman!"
Draco smirked and moved his mouth up to her cheek before making a trail down to the hollow of her neck. Ginny's fingers were running down his back before they skimmed up his sides making him shiver. With a gasp, Draco pulled away from her neck as Ginny tweaked a nipple, a sly grin on her face.
"Considering it's going to take some time turning you on…"
Draco reddened and lay next to her putting his hands behind his head. She lay propped up by her elbow looking down at him questioningly.
"It's just weird," he said at last.
"Weird how?"
"Being gay isn't something people just consider normal. I mean I had just come to terms with something really difficult, so it's rather hard to believe I'm lying in a bed with a girl right at this moment."
Ginny's hand smoothed over his chest and Draco closed his eyes, relishing the soft caresses. "You can pretend then if you need to."
Draco opened his eyes and stared up at her curiously. Her eyes were unreadable as her hand stilled its movement. She smiled a bit and her hand came to rest just on his ribcage. There was a possibility he was bisexual with the variety of fucks he imagined alone at night but in the end that's all it was, fantasy. Draco had fought his sexuality since his Fifth Year and after finally trying to accept it he didn't like how doubts were accumulating just because this little girl's touch made him shiver.
The complications of his sexuality did not change who he slept with. A fuck was a fuck in his mind. The beauty of sex was that it did not have the complications of feelings. It was just raw lust; a need for release. The only person Draco ever felt feelings for was Potter, but he didn't delude himself as Weasley had with ideas of love. He wanted Potter plain and simple. Well apart from wanting to be Potter's boyfriend. He'd even gone so far to imagine what it would be like to do the couple thing with him. Draco had felt disgusted with the idea, but nonetheless curious.
Well thinking about that was pretty much useless now.
"Listen Weasley, I'm sorry I'm not who you want me to be but that's all there is to it. This is who I am and this obviously isn't what you want…you might as well move on."
"We'll just try then," she said, "and if you need to make me someone else, it's alright."
She whispered the last part, but Draco felt himself relax in relief. For some reason he didn't want her to move on just yet. As her small hands splayed against his lower abdomen, he found he didn't really need to imagine Harry. She was something else on her own.
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Ginny shifted uncomfortably as Snape droned on about their upcoming midterm exams. She'd skived off Herbology when Draco dragged her into his dormitories, and now Colin Creevey was casting her suspicious looks, making her even more nervous. Why couldn't he just find someone else to use as his emotional punching bag? Ginny worried her lip as Colin turned to give her another knowing look. And he seemed like such a nice bloke when she first met him.
"You may use the rest of this class to practice potions you failed miserably at before, and try to at least meet the minimum standard," Snape said, his black eyes sweeping around the class. Most of the students shivered, and Snape turned to the board to hide his smirk as he wrote what chapters would be on the exam.
"Miss Weasley, do stop squirming."
Blushing, Ginny avoided the gaze of the rest of her classmates as she crossed her legs. It wasn't her fault sitting in the cold dungeon was so uncomfortable. She didn't realize how much her knickers added warmth to her bum. Her face reddened further as she recalled exactly where she left those knickers.
"Hey Weasley."
Ginny looked up as Colin stopped in front of her. He fidgeted for a moment before raising his eyes to hers.
"I'm sorry for how I've treated you," he blurted out.
She gave him a bewildered look. "Sorry?"
"I don't always act like that, I just," he sighed and glanced to her right nervously.
Ginny turned to meet Luna Lovegood's vague expression, though it didn't quite seem like the Ravenclaw was actually looking at her. Frowning, she turned back to Colin, wondering what all of this was about.
"Loony talked to me," he said, "she said something that actually made sense."
Colin sat in front of her. "I treated you so badly because of our first year, when I was Petrified. See I just found out three weeks ago that…that it was you. I didn't know why you were still in school after discovering it was you, and I couldn't believe that some book controlled you. But Loony…she said I was being like everyone else who judged Harry by what they heard and not what they actually knew."
Ginny gave a small smile though her shock was carefully hidden. Trust Colin to smarten up when Harry Potter was involved. Her main concern however was how he found out about their First Year.
Colin gave a disgusted look. "And I'm not like those people. So I just wanted to apologise, and maybe you could tell me sometime, what exactly happened?"
"Maybe."
"Am I forgiven?"
"If you tell me how you heard about this."
He looked away from her and played with his robes. Ginny took this in worriedly. How many people knew now?
"I haven't told anyone," he said, "and…please don't tell Harry-I heard him speaking with Ron about it."
His face was red with embarrassment and Ginny couldn't help grin in relief. She'd done her own share of eavesdropping, what with the trio being so secretive. She patted Colin's arm and cast Luna a thankful glance.
"It's fine Colin."
The boy's face broke into a relieved grin before blanching as a bony hand clamped down onto his shoulder and Snape's greasy head leant down to his ear.
"While Miss Weasley is so forgiving, I would like to say Mr. Creevy, do not speak a word of this ever again."
Snape straightened up and his gaze turned from scarily reproachful to the usual angry glare. "Ten points Miss Weasley and Mr. Creevy! There will be no chitchatting in my class!"
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"Hello Potter."
Harry shivered as Malfoy strolled towards him with his hands in his pockets. Pushing his glasses onto the bridge of his nose he gathered his books quickly. Lately Malfoy was beginning to completely creep him out. Like now he had that leering look and lazy smirk that annoyed him to no end. Shuddering, Harry stood and gave Malfoy an appraising look.
"What do you want Malfoy?"
"I'm not sure Potter. What do you want?"
Harry stared at the Slytherin warily. What kind of screwed up game was this? Was he out for a little make-the-Gryffindors-cry before retiring to bed? Maybe Snape and Draco were having relationship problems and…Harry reddened and banished that thought as quickly as it came. Then again, those two did seem to have an awfully close--
"Scarhead?"
Harry jumped and stared wild-eyed at Malfoy before opening and closing his mouth with as much intelligence as a goldfish. Draco looked on in great interest as the boy struggled to form highly interesting words that vaguely looked like 'whips', 'potions' and 'desk'. Indeed these 'interesting' words caused Draco to shift uncomfortably as his pants suddenly became constricting.
"I was looking for Weasley's little sister. Tell her I have something of hers will you," Draco said before deciding to get the hell out of there quickly, an uncommon flush to his cheeks
Harry stared as Malfoy fled-no-took off as if he had a horny mountain troll on his tail. Wrinkling his nose in disgust, Harry forced himself to push all thoughts of Snape and Malfoy's relationship and horny mountain trolls out of his head. It really wouldn't do to be thinking of them when meeting Hermione. A serene expression passed over his face before turning puzzled.
What had Malfoy wanted again?
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Sated and still basking ten minutes later in the afterglow of a good wank-off, Draco made his way through the darkened halls of the castle cheerfully. Harry and he nearly had a civil conversation, as…interesting…as it was. Draco paused and tickled the pear before entering the kitchens. He stared at Ginny who was yet again situated in those terribly uncomfortable chairs in front of the fire.
She wasn't upset like last time but she was staring broodingly into the fire. The firelight cast shadows on her face making her look slightly…intimidating.
"Getting smashed again Weasley?"
"Piss off, or better yet, jump into the wide abyss of hell, dance and shag the devil," she paused, "dammit, you weren't supposed to enjoy yourself..."
Draco smirked at her as her thoughts wandered off to other ways of making him suffer. He began to make his way towards her until he was ambushed by a horde of dirty, ear flapping house elves. Draco shuddered and stepped away from them. To his horror they closed in again.
"Can we help you?"
"Roast?"
"Tea?"
"Coffee?"
"Chocolate sauce?"
The other house elves stopped their yammering to stare at the offerer of chocolate sauce in disapproval. Said house elf looked terribly confused.
"It's what he usually asks for."
Draco winced as a derisive snort came from the fireplace. "I want Smoked Salmon and Pesto Rolls…" Draco watched as the house elves scampered to find his preferred cuisine.
"SAUTEE THE SALMON…WITH BUTTER! AND MAKE IT SNAPPY!" He hollered as an afterthought.
Smirking, he watched as the house elves began to re-make the sandwich, their little tea towels flapping as they scrambled around. Draco strode towards Ginny and sat himself comfortably into an armchair only to stare at her rudely. Ginny ignored him, sipping her tea with a control he admired grudgingly.
"I have something of yours."
The blush that spread over her cheeks was quite satisfying to Draco as he leant back into his chair. He pulled out the pair of white knickers and waited patiently as the strained silence drew on.
"It has Wednesday written on it. Today's Friday if I'm quite sure."
Draco choked down his laughter as he gave her a grave look. "I don't think it's healthy to go that long without clean underwear Weasley."
Ginny glared at him, "Are you done?"
"Well as I've stopped talking, I believe I was done some time ago therefore there was no reason for you to ask really." Draco met her glare smugly.
"You're such a git," she muttered.
Draco grinned and got up to sit beside her. "A bloody sexy git though. Too bad I only like an appendage that you unfortunately do not own."
Ginny turned to him in bewilderment as the confusion increased yet again. One minute he was joking, the next minute he was being a complete oblivious git, or perhaps just an insensitive git. Suddenly, Ginny was aware of how close they were and even more aware of the peculiar look Draco was giving her mouth. To her immense surprise he leant down to brush his lips against hers. Ginny sucked in a breath as he pulled away and she looked up at him hazily. His eyes were unreadable as he frowned.
"What the hell is wrong with me!"
Ginny scowled before sipping her tea again and moving a good five inches away from him. "How would I know, you've got an awful lot of problems."
"It's your fault," he grumbled, "I don't think we should talk to each other anymore."
"What?"
"You give me a headache."
Ginny stared at Draco indignantly. "How do I give you a headache!"
"I hate feeling confused. It's annoying."
"You're not the one in love with someone you can't have."
"In lust," he corrected.
"Fine."
He glanced at Ginny who seemed quite serene, well just blatantly uncaring. It just made it harder for him to admit anything to her. She idly ran her thumb over the rim of her mug making Draco swallow nervously at the innocent action. He looked away and at his hands, feeling suddenly like he'd become a silly schoolgirl with a crush. A slutty schoolgirl.
Like Ginny.
He chuckled before choking on the laugh as Ginny cast a suspicious glance towards him. He watched as she pulled a schoolbook out of her bag on the floor and began to read. A corner of a picture stuck out at an odd angle form the book and being the nosy bugger he was Draco pulled it out. He held it above Ginny's head as she shouted angrily.
"Give it here Malfoy!"
"Not until I see what it is." Smirking, Draco opened up the folded piece of paper and his eyes widened as he stared down at a half naked wizard. Clad in only a towel over his waist, the wizard winked saucily at him causing Draco to swallow. Draco's eyes raised to meet Ginny's which were steadily trained on the roof.
A smile tugged at her lips. "Harry calls it my 'man porn'."
"He's seen this?" Draco croaked.
"I just have a folder of amusing pictures, that being one of them."
Draco choked. "Yeah sure. It's called 'Ginny's porn folder - Do Not Enter'."
"Shut up Malfoy."
Draco crowed. "I can't believe you have Playwitch. Bloody Salazar, this is too much."
"I said shut up Malfoy!"
He sniggered as he handed back her picture which she promptly folded and put into her bag. She pointedly began to read again, lips primly pursed. Draco glanced at the page disinterestedly.
"Why're you reading up on birth control potions.'
Draco blanched.
"Y-you're not… You're not…"
"No."
He collapsed onto the back of his chair clasping his chest as he stared accusingly at her. "Don't scare me like that woman!"
"You made your own assumptions." She glanced at him. "My mum sent it to me."
"Why?"
"She thinks I'm still with Michael Corner. Note said that while she wouldn't mind cute mixed babies, she didn't want them right now."
A smirk tugged at his lips at that one. Imagine that, Weasleys learning about contraception. "You didn't tell her you broke up?"
"I just haven't spoken to her about it."
He gave her a suspicious look. "You are broken up?"
"Well we meet for a shag now and then."
An uncomfortable feeling of jealousy gnawed at his stomach. "That's always good."
She rolled her eyes, "I'm joking Malfoy. I don't usually go for casual sex."
"So what are we doing?"
She sniffed. "I like to believe my side has an emotional connection."
Draco gave her a wry grin, "I wanted to talk about that."
"Yeah?"
"I realised I don't mind you so much anymore."
"You don't mind me so much?"
"As in Weasley, I quite enjoy your company," Draco huffed, "must everything be specific with you?"
"When you say things like that, yes."
She gave him a look that sent tingles through his body. For Merlin's sake, they'd just shagged a few hours ago, not to mention he'd wanked off…Draco swallowed as she placed her cup down and moved towards him.
"Don't tense up like that," she grumbled, "makes me feel like I'm as attractive as a pile of hippogryff dung."
"Enough of the hippogryff talk!"
She grinned, "Alright then, how about we just snog."
Draco nodded, "That sounds okay."
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Completed 12/26/03