Hide-n-Seek

Ginevra Malfoy stared across the dinning room table at her husband. She was absolutely furious. She couldn’t believe he had betrayed her. He used his money, and intimidation to find out her little secret, and had ruined everything.

Draco Malfoy looked up from his plate. His wife glacial stare was unnerving. Finally, he couldn’t take anymore. “Why in Merlin’s name are you upset, Ginevra? I receive a bill from a mediwizard regarding a visit my wife had, and never told me about, and I became concerned. Of course I contacted him and asked him about your visit.”

“But you didn’t have to pay him a hundred galleons to tell you about my appointment after I told him not to say anything!”

“Ginevra, this is a celebratory dinner, we’re expecting a baby! Does it matter how I found out?”

“Yes Draco! It does! I had this entire dinner planned differently, I had wanted to surprise you, and you’ve ruined it!”

Draco used all his will not to roll his eyes. He heard his brothers-in-law talking about how emotional pregnant witches were, perhaps that was all that was wrong with Ginny. Draco suddenly dropped his fork and knife with a loud clatter, and opened his eyes wide. “Ginny! You’re, you’re pregnant? Darling, are you sure? This is wonderful news!” Draco stood up and was making his way over to his wife when Ginny put her hand up for him to stop.

“Do not patronize me Malfoy.”

Draco saw the murderous look in her usually warm brown eyes, and decided to sit back down. He didn’t know if he could tolerate seven and a half more months of this behavior. He smiled inside, of course he could. He loved her, he would tolerate anything. He absently picked at his chicken Poulet au Riesling and tried to think of a way to sooth her temper. “Would you like to go on holiday, love? A mini-break might be a-”

Draco stopped talking when a crystal salt shaker broke on the wall just behind his head. He turned a genuinely shocked face to Ginny, “What was that for?”

Ginny folded her arms across her chest, and said, “I’m sorry, I don’t know what got into me” In a much lower voice she said, “Ferret.”

Draco’s head snapped up and he heard her say the name. “What did you say Ginevra?”

Ginny unfolded her arms and leaned her chin on her palm, looking him directly in the eye. “I said, FERRET.”

Draco stood up and leaned forward on the table. “What is wrong with you? Would you like me to apologize? I will if it will get me my wife back to normal, Merlin’s sake.”

This little speech seemed to set Ginny off, and she too stood up, but only to have better aim at throwing the pepper shaker at Draco’s head. She missed, and Draco now took off around the table, trying to reach for her. Ginny sprang into motion, keeping well ahead of him, so that they were always across the table from each other.

Draco lunged left, sending Ginny running farther away from him, when Draco said, “Come now Ginny. You and I are adults, let us behave like adults. Let’s sit down and talk, shall we?”

Ginny looked right at him and said, “Fuck you.”

Draco tried running around the table after her again, shouting, “That’s lovely language for a future mother! Is that how you want our child to talk? Like a low-class Weasley?”

Ginny screamed in outrage and stood on a chair to jump across the table, now the pursuer. Draco pulled out his chair and kept it between them, and while she was trying to attack him, he used his wand to dump the contents of the champagne bucket onto her head.

Ginny now screamed in surprise as the cold water made contact with her dry head. She was perfectly still, for a moment, in shock, before she sputtered, and tried to clear the water still running into her eyes. “You…Bastard! Why did you do that!?”

“You needed to cool down. Now that I have your attention.” He smirked as he came to stand directly in front of her. Ginny’s breathing was heavy, partly from the shock she’d received, and partly from the chill that was suddenly running through her. Draco took a strand of wet hair in his hand and slowly let it slip through his fingers. “Since you want to behave like a child I have a proposition. Let’s play hide and seek. You do remember how to play, don’t you?”

Ginny grabbed his wand from him, and he almost flinched, but she used it on herself, to do a quick-dry spell on her hair. She held it out to him, and Draco reached for it, looking into her eyes as he slowly pulled it away from her grasp. They were both becoming aroused, just by each others nearness, but Draco swallowed hard and said, “A wager, Mrs. Malfoy? The winner-” Draco pointed at himself while Ginny rolled her eyes, “Can make the loser do whatever he wants-”

“Oh, please” Ginny said, rolling her eyes. “Not this again. You just want my head buried in your lap all night, not having it.”

“Ginevra, you break my heart when you say things like that. You are pregnant with my child, I would never…”

Ginny seemed to find hope with this comment, and said “Draco, that reminds me, Mediwizard Warden said that I should refrain from ’activity’ while I am pregnant…Why are you shaking your head?”

Draco chuckled and kissed the top of Ginny’s head. “You are charming, love. That was the first question I asked, well the second, after I asked if you were doing well with the pregnancy.”

Ginny tried not to smile, but her husband was never going to change, at least she hoped not.

Draco drew his wand and Accioed hers from the hall table, and then handed it to her. “You’re it.” Draco said, and Ginny heard the pop letting her know he’d apparated out of the room. She felt an excitement starting to build inside of her, so the evening hadn‘t gone as she expected. It looks like it just got more exciting though.

Ginny left the main dinning room, and started for the main staircase. She was taking each step slowly and finally reached the landing. She decided not to try their bedroom, too obvious. Maybe Draco’s childhood room? Malfoy manor had twelve bedrooms, seven of which were upstairs.

Thinking to start there, she put her hand on the knob, and it quietly turned, when Draco snaked and arm around her waist and pulled her back against him. Ginny could feel the heat from his arousal against her, and wanted to turn in his arms, but Draco held her tight, spanning his hand across her lower belly, and kissing the side of her neck. Ginny leaned back and gave in to the sensation of his warm breath against her neck. She felt the shivers of pleasure running along her limbs, and sighed out loud.

“Do you like that Ginny? Want more? Come find me.” Ginny felt Draco’s hands leave her body a second before he apparated away again. Ginny was feeling impatient now. She didn’t want to play games with Draco, she wanted him to take her to their bedroom, or up against the door, it didn’t matter, she just wanted him now. She was going to head farther down the hall, when her instincts told her to head back downstairs again. Ginny went into the kitchen, but didn’t find Draco. She was going to try the library, then upstairs again, when Draco apparated right in front of her.

“Why don’t you just apparate? This game would be much faster, and more entertaining as well,” he said as he pulled her close, and slowly began unzipping her dress.

Ginny smiled, and reached out to undo the buckle of his belt and pull it free. “Apparating makes me nauseous. But kissing makes me feel better.”

Draco began kissing her bare shoulders. “I wouldn’t have suggested such a silly game if I’d known, I would like to make it better though…” Draco continued to kiss her shoulders, and neck, and reached one hand behind her back to unclasp her bra, while the other began massaging her nipples through the material. Ginny moaned softly, looking at Draco, trying to see his face in the moonlit kitchen.

Once Draco relieved Ginny of her bra, he began gently massaging her breasts, and kneeled down in front of her to take each in turn into his mouth. Ginny leaned forward against him, her knees too weak to support her. Draco ran his hands over the smooth skin of her back, drawing her close to him. He kissed her belly where their child rested, safe and warm. Ginny ran her hands through his white-blonde hair as he laid his cheek against her stomach.

Draco stood up and smiled at his wife as he backed her up against the table and swept his hand across it, knocking a large vase of fresh flowers shattering to the floor. Ginny smiled as he took her lips in a passionate kiss, sending more shivers of anticipation running through her. While he kissed all the thoughts out of her head, he slowly slid her knickers down her legs.

Ginny was feeling so hot for Draco, she would have jumped onto the table right then, but Draco was more patient, and tenderly set her down on the table. He placed Ginny’s legs flat on either side of his head, and began kissing the inside of her calves, and ankles. She didn’t realize that these spots were directly connected to her core, but as Draco kissed his way up her legs, she felt the heat building, pulsing inside of her.

Draco spread her thighs a little wider, and used his fingers to open her up a little wider to him, exposing her clit, which he began to gently lap at. Ginny couldn’t control the moans that escaped her; she arched her back, bringing Draco closer to her. His tongue felt like hot velvet against her. He used his free hand to slide a finger inside of her, and it was his turn to moan. “Gods, you’re so wet. You’re hot for me, aren’t you? Tell me you want me.” Draco looked at Ginny as he worked two fingers in and out of her.

Ginny was licking her lips and this turned Draco on even more. She was close to finding release, as Draco’s finger’s and tongue kept up there tender assault on her. Ginny managed to moan out, “I want you so much that if I don’t feel you move inside me, I’m going to scream, don’t make me wait.”

Draco swallowed hard, then stood at the end of the table and brought Ginny a little closer to him. He hooked her thighs over his arms as he slowly began to penetrate her. He threw his head back and grit his teeth. He wanted to spill himself inside her right then. She was so hot and tight, the pleasure was almost unbearable.

Ginny practically screamed when Draco finally entered her. “Is it the baby?” Draco asked, scared he’d hurt her. Ginny raked her nails over Draco’s arms, “Were fine Draco! But don’t stop!”

Draco began thrusting in and out, but he was using a slow rhythm, one that he had found drove her mad. He thrust nine shallow one deep, and Ginny’s breathing and moans were in perfect measure with him, until she couldn’t take the sweet lovemaking, and wanted him to be rough.

Ginny pinched Draco’s thigh as hard as she could and he knew what she wanted from him.

Draco used the tablecloth to pull Ginny closer to him, burying himself even more deeply inside her.

His hair was falling forward over his eyes with each thrust, and Ginny longed to run her hand through it. She wanted to kiss him, and hadn’t realized she’d said it out loud until Draco leaned over her, taking her mouth with his own. He thrust his tongue inside, keeping the same rhythm that his body was.

Draco was now holding onto the tablecloth to keep from pushing her off the table with the force of his thrusts, and it wasn’t long before Ginny arched against him, screaming his name. Draco found his own release, falling forward onto Ginny, exhausted. “That was-”

Ginny covered his mouth with her own, and slapped his backside. She smiled and said, “Round two. Upstairs. Ten minutes…If you can find me.”