Draco Malfoy opened the Daily prophet and nodded to the waiter. He was at the Hogsmeade Inn, just like every Saturday afternoon at noon exactly, for lunch. He wasn't predictable in other parts of his life, but this was one habit he never strayed from., just in case. She might show up, she might come back into his life. The very idea was highly unlikely at this point, but that didn't mean that he was ready to completely give up. The last time they spoke he told her that he would wait here for her, every Saturday, until she was ready to come home.
As usual, the paper didn't hold his interest, and he didn't want the lunch that he ordered either. Draco stared at the Firewhiskey that was set down in front of him, then felt a chill run over him. Something was different. He looked up at the archway, and there she was. He blinked several times, but she was still there, dressed in Muggle clothes, but as beautiful as ever. Draco felt his hands begin to shake. His body jerked, and he coughed to cover the fact that he had forgot to swallow, to breathe when he saw her, and he was now feeling excited and angry.
How dare she show up here! After three years, without a word. Ginny approached Draco's usual table , the same table where she had told him that she needed space, time to think.
"Draco." Ginny gave him the smile that was his smile alone, her heart racing at the sight of him. He hadn't changed at all, he was more handsome than ever.
He folded his paper to stall for time as he swallowed hard, trying to make his voice powerful enough to be heard, then he felt the anger and the memories flood him. "I shouldn't even speak to you. You said you needed a break…A break is a few weeks, not a few years!"
"I'm sorry."
"Sorry?" Was that all she had to say for herself?
"I need you."
Three words and he was ready to take her back. "I'd be lying if I said I didn't want you. But I'm engaged."
Ginny looked furious, she hadn't expected this. "To whom?"
Draco smirked. "Does it matter? I'd be willing to leave her for you. That's how warped this hold you have on me is."
Ginny smiled that smile that kept him weak, and at her command, and Draco found himself embracing her as she took the spot on his lap. He inhaled, remembered well the sweet smell of vanilla and lavender, and the silkiness of her hair.
"Draco," she whispered, as she let his earlobe slowly slide through her teeth.
Draco knew that people were staring, that rumors would start, he knew that Pamela would hear all about his ex love being home and him pawing her in public, but he couldn't refuse Ginny, he never could.
"Are you going to kiss me, or not?" Ginny played with the hair at the back of his neck, something he had always loved, and he found he was unable to deny himself.
"I am going to do more than kiss you. I hope you are ready for me." Draco grabbed Ginny roughly around the waist and pulled her with him towards the front desk. Ginny kissed Draco's neck as he received a key for a room upstairs and exchanged coins with the clerk. This wasn't exactly what she had expected, but she wouldn't say no to an afternoon of lovemaking with Draco. It had been too long.
Draco began dragging her along and put a hand on the small of her back, to allow her to walk up the stairs first. Ginny sighed when he ran his hands over her bum, and pulled her coat off. As she unlocked the door, Draco cupped her breasts, and pulled her body back to his. Ginny pushed the door open and leaned back against Draco, wrapping her arms around his neck.
"Come on, Draco. It's been too long."
Draco stopped touching her, and turned her to face him. "Too long without me, or to long, too long?"
Ginny smiled, and tried to kiss Draco's neck as she unbuttoned his shirt, but he grabbed her hands and held her face. He had to know. True he had finally moved on, but only after he hadn't been able to find her, only after his mother nagged him to marry, and he had given up on ever finding Ginny, convinced that she would never return to him.