When You Decide You Own A Person
A/N: A little fluffy and moronic I think but…whatever.
-I have a secret. I do not own Harry Potter in any form, shape, or dream even. Shh. Don't tell anyone.-
What sign are we on?
The sixth one.
The one when you decide you own me?
*rolls eyes* yeah, that one.
*laughs*
What's so funny?
You were *laughs some more* jealous of Colin
He was dating you. You were MINE.
*laughs*
Not funny
*continues laughing*
GIN!
It's just so funny!
How exactly is it funny? No, wait don't answer that.
You were jealous of Colin. It's just so ridiculous.
*glares angrily*
You glaring at me isn't going to make it any less funny.
I don't like you.
You love me.
But I hate you.
I can deal with that. I hate you too.
Stopped laughing then?
For now.
It's not like you weren't jealous.
That was different
Yeah, different.
It was Pansy. It's not the same.
I beg to differ.
Pansy's not gay.
What does that…? What do you mean not?
She's not gay. What's so difficult to understand about that?
Creevey was gay?
Yeah.
Creevey was gay?
It wasn't that hard to tell was it?
But you two were acting all…lovey
Lovey? Please. Colin's as gay as sure as the sun is yellow.
He was gay…huh. That makes pretty much everything I did unnecessary.
"I never thought I'd see the day when Draco Malfoy was jealous." Blaise smirked
"I am NOT jealous Zabini."
"Much less, jealous of someone like Colin Creevey."
"I am not jealous! And I am most definitely not jealous of a runt like Creevey."
"So then there is no particular reason why you are staring at him with such a murderous glare? You just feel like staring at Creevey with as much venom as you can muster?"
"Shut up, Blaise."
Blaise leaned against the wall "I would if it wasn't so funny."
Draco glared at the haughty Slytherin "Funny?"
"Hilarious. Ginny got mad at you, you acted like an over-confident idiot, you broke up with her, she got a date and now you're looking at Creevey as if you'd like to squash him with your shoe. If you hadn't been such an idiot this wouldn't have happened."
"Oh shut up."
Blaise snickered "You're jealous of Colin Creevey."
"What the HELL is wrong with you!?" Ginny screeched
Draco blinked watching the furious red-head start ranting rather loudly. He wondered if he should answer this question but decided that if he wanted to live to see tomorrow he'd best stay quiet.
"Why the BLOODY HELL did you attack Colin for!?"
His hand on your waist, his eyes on you, his - his thoughts all about you! The fact that he was your date and not me.
"He's in the BLOODY hospital wing!!"
He was asking for it.
"Do you have anything to say?!"
Draco had about zero tolerance when it came to what he considered his and as far as he knew, Ginny Weasley belonged to him, and no one, no one, was allowed to go out with her. She was his. HIS. "He had it coming."
"He - what!?"
"He had to go up and decide to go out on a date with you. He is not allowed to do that. He has to stay away from you. HE has no business dating you."
"Oh for - I can date whomever the hell I please, Draco Malfoy! He is allowed to date me, just like every other moron in this school can date me."
Draco tensed "You're usually a very intelligent person, and you are usually correct. But, you see Ginny, that's where you'd be wrong."
"Wrong? What the - What bullshit are you -"
"You are not allowed to date anyone but me." He said slowly watching her expression change from anger to confusion. "You belong to me."
Ginny frowned, she was angry again. "I do not belong to anyone Draco Malfoy! Especially to you! And as I recall you broke up with me, so you have absolutely no right to act like - like that!"
Draco swore as Ginny's palm contacted with his cheek. Damn, she hit hard. He should know better than to say things like that when she was angry. He always got slapped because of it, but he still hadn't learned his lesson.
"Leave me the hell alone!!" she screeched and stormed off angrily
Draco groaned and looked into a mirror; there was a rather large red imprint on his cheek. Damn, Ginny. He sighed. Fine, he'd have to do it the hard way. And he was so hoping things would be easier. But he was dealing with Ginny Weasley. There was absolutely no way he was going to get her back that easily.
Ginny frowned feeling a perfectly good day turn into a horrible, horrible, day. All because of Pansy Parkinson. What the HELL was that slut doing with her man?! Ginny tensed - her man? Since when was Draco Malfoy her man? They were over, he was her nothing. But Ginny felt an odd compulsion bubble up in her chest. A compulsion that was telling her to yank Pansy Parkinson off of Draco by her sleek, shiny, black, hair and pummel her senseless.
Bu those weren't sane thoughts were they?
"Gin? Gin, are you okay?" Colin asked Ginny worriedly.
Ginny started tearing her eyes off of Pansy and Draco who were dancing way to close. You were not allowed to dance that close in public. Nope. Someone should take points from Slytherin. And maybe cut off Pansy's head while they're at it.
"Ginny? Hello?"
"Oh, sorry, Colin. Yeah, I'm - I'm fine." Colin looked at her sceptically "Really. I'm fine" Ginny's eyes wandered back to the spot where Draco and Pansy had been dancing. Great her dance was ruined because of a slutty Slytherin and a gorgeous, blonde -
"Fine?"
"Huh? I mean - yeah, fine."
Colin rolled his eyes. "Ginny, honestly! When you have a date, technically you're not supposed to spend the entire night staring at some other guy, no matter how handsome he is."
Ginny groaned. "It's not like this is a date, date."
"It is a date, date."
Ginny turned "So you're not gay?"
"Did I say that?"
"No, but -"
Colin groaned staring at his friend hopelessly "Oh, just go pull Pansy off him, and kiss him already."
Ginny clicked her tongue. "Done and done."
Draco stared lifelessly at the wall in front of him, trying desperately to tune out Pansy's annoying voice. Like he really cared if she got a pet - whatever. He was just trying very hard not to turn around and look at Ginny with Colin. Because he was sure if he looked at her once, he wouldn't be able to stop looking. And that was hazardous. He'd given up. There was absolutely no way to win Ginny Weasley back. He'd screwed up his chance and now he had nothing. The love of his life was officially out of his life.
Stupid life.
"…And it was so adorable! I mean there was -"
"Parkinson, as sure as I am that this story has a wondrous point, I don't care and need you to go away." A sickly sweet voice interrupted.
Draco glanced up.
Dammit.
It was Ginny. And she looked absolutely breathtaking. She had her hair pulled up in an elegant up-do and was wearing a gorgeous, strapless, dark-green, dress that made her look like ravishing.
"Go away?" Pansy said incredulously "I am not -"
"Pansy, go away." Draco muttered not taking his eyes off of Ginny.
Pansy huffed and stalked off.
Ginny sat down on the chair that Pansy had vacated and stared at him.
Draco really wished he could have said something then. Anything really. But he was too occupied with staring at her.
"You're wrong."
Draco blinked. "About what?"
"I don't belong to you," she paused as if thinking about what she was about to say "you belong to me." She said softly then kissed him on lips
Draco smirked after she pulled back, "No," he said seductively leaning closer "I'm pretty sure I had it right." He traced her lips with his finger, "You Ginny Weasley," he wrapped his arm around her waist and pulled her closer to him "most definitely belong to me." He kissed her soundly and possessively "and only to me."
Ginny moaned "I suppose."
……
See?
See what?
You belong to me
You do not own me. I own you
Either way.
What's that supposed to mean?
You are still only allowed to be with me.
You really didn't know Colin was gay?
Not when I attacked him. Or after. Or, ever really. Until just now.
Like it wasn't obvious.
Any guy who's near you and is not attracted is clearly insane.
He's gay.
Still insane, if he didn't like you.
Moron
Right.
Also, what ever compelled you to go with the dance with Parkinson of all people?
No idea. Possibly my moronic tendencies.
She's so … ugh!
Ugh?
She's always throwing herself at people. Especially you! And - and she has black hair!
I never realised having black hair was horrendous.
It is!
Doesn't Potter have black hair?
Yes.
And…?
But that's different!
How so?
…Okay, not different. He should dye his hair. Black is horrible.
And if my hair was black?
You would scare me.
I would scare you?
Picture it! You with black hair is terrifying!
*laughs* Right.
Anyway, Pansy is a horrible choice.
Well, you were unavailable.
Still could have done better.
Not really.
Not…? Whatever do you mean not really?
Had I gone with a better choice, things might have happened differently.
Not true!
The fact that angered you the most was that I was with Pansy. You hate Pansy.
I would have…But….Damn, you have a liable point.
Naturally.
I don't like black hair.
So you've said.
And I don't like Pansy. Whore.
A/N: Just for the record, I don't hate black hair. I have black hair. I like black hair. Anyway, tell me what you think.