Redemption
Irony
I released a contented sigh and snuggled closer to my boyfriend, my fingers lightly caressing his chest. It was a Saturday morning and Draco and I were spending the day together -well technically we started yesterday. We had gone to a Muggle restaurant for dinner and then apparated back to my place where we had a nightcap to drink and each other for dessert. I smiled, burrowing deeper into his warmth. I couldn't believe it, we had only been together for a little over three months, well officially, but they had been the best months of my life. It was amazing how life changed in ways you could never imagine; especially when it felt like it was for the better. I ran one finger down a single long scar that cut across his torso and frowned.
"Where did you get this?" I asked quietly.
"You just noticed that?" he inquired in an amused tone.
"No, I've been meaning to ask, but you usually distract me."
"And just how do I manage to do that?" he quizzed with a grin.
"Stop trying to do it now and answer the question -oh and wipe that stupid smile off your face, Blondie."
He chuckled, "How did you know I was smiling?"
"I could hear it in your voice," I shrugged, "now answer me."
"You can hear it in my voice…" he muttered softly before answering me in a louder tone. "Potter."
I abruptly sat up and looked at him, "What? Harry gave you this? When?"
"Fifth year -but if it makes you feel better, I had been trying to kill him too," he stated dryly.
I frowned, "Why would that make me feel better?"
"I don't know Red; you're a bit off so I was kinda just shooting in the dark."
I glared at him and punched him in the stomach, "Shoot that, Blondie."
He grunted then glowered at me, "What did I tell you about hitting me."
"No -way, you had better not," I warned sitting up on the bed and backing away from him.
He arched a brow, "Oh but I will -right now. You know, with you completely starkers, it should be even more enjoyable."
I looked down then back at him quickly remembering that we both were in fact nude. My mouth dropped a bit and my breathing sped up when I realized that he was partially aroused.
"Look Blondie, I'm not going to allow-" I cut off with a yelp as he jumped on me.
Laughing and pushing, we wrestled with one another as he tried to turn me over and I tried to stop him. I giggled when he nipped my neck and then wrapped my legs around his waist so that he couldn't flip me over.
"You little cheater," Draco laughed, placing his hands on my thighs. "You know that I would never remove your legs from around me."
I grinned and winked, "I know, that's why I did it." He studied me for a moment before giving a nod. "What are you up to Blondie?"
Instead of answering he just smirked, next thing I knew I was under attack as he mercilessly tickled me.
"S-s-stooppp! N-no f-fair!" I got out between peals of laughter.
"Hey you started playing dirty first, I'm just stepping up my game," he retorted hitting a particularly torturous part on my side.
"Ahhhh!! N-no! Sto-p-p!"
"Say please."
"P-le-ple-please!"
He grinned, "Does this mean you quit?"
I nodded, my chest hurt too much to speak. Draco stopped and gave me a wide grin and a kiss on the lips. "Now that wasn't so hard was it?"
"Shut it," I muttered in a winded voice, slapping his shoulder.
A glint entered his eyes, "Did you just hit me again?"
My eyes widened, "Don't you dare…"
"But you started it."
"It was an accident."
"You accidentally hit me?"
"Fine, it was a reflex."
He rolled his eyes, "A reflex to what, I-" he cut off abruptly his body going still.
"What?"
"Shh!" he hissed, putting a finger to my lips, "I hear someone."
I moved his hand, "Maybe it's Tiff…"
He shook his head, his hair falling lightly into his eyes. "No… sounded like a man."
I frowned and pushed his hair out of his face, then strained my ears to see if I heard anything. A moment later, I froze and my eyes widened.
"Oh shite," I hissed.
"Gin?!" Ron called from somewhere inside of the flat.
I pushed at Draco's shoulders, "You have to go! He can't see you here," I whispered frantically.
Draco didn't move, just stared at the door.
"Draco -hello?" I snapped my finger, when he still didn't look at me I hit his arm. "Come on, you have to go."
He finally looked at me, then frowning he glanced at his arm, then back at me. "Did you just hit me Red?"
I gave an exasperated sigh, "Yes. You weren't paying attention-"
"Ginny? Where are you?!" Ron called again.
"-you have to go."
"Do I? Or do I have to get you back for hitting me?" Draco retorted raising a brow.
"Oh my gosh Draco, now is not the time. Look, you can spank me later okay -just go now before Ron comes in here," I hissed pushing his shoulders again.
"As enticing at that sounds, I'm not talking about a spanking," he replied with a wicked grin.
"Then what-" I cut off as he shifted then slid inside of me. A low moan escaped my lips and my hands instinctively gripped his shoulders. "What are you doing?" I whispered when I had regained a smidgen of my senses.
"Teaching you a lesson," he replied sliding out then back into me.
His head dipped and his lips went to my neck, his tongue making a lazy path to my ear where he began to nibble lightly. One of my hands went to his soft hair while the other continued to grip his warm shoulder, my fingers pressing into the velvety flesh.
"We-well… you can't," I got out eventually, "my brother-"
"Is out there," he muttered in my ear.
"But we-"
"Are in here," he supplied kissing my chin.
"Ginny! Are you in there?!" Ron called knocking on my bedroom door.
I stiffened, "He's at the door," I whispered frantically.
"Which is locked," Draco answered, before turning my head and kissing me deeply.
I sighed against his mouth, distractedly hearing the doorknob jiggle in the background. My other hand returned to his shoulder as he quickened his pace, when he pulled his mouth away from mine and began to work my neck once more, I moaned softly.
"Ginny?!" Ron called, "Is that you?"
My eyes widened and Draco chuckled softly, "You may want to answer him Red," he murmured into my ear, his deep velvety voice sending shivers through me, "before he unlocks the door."
"Yes!" I called shrilly, "Just give me a few minutes, I'll be out soon!!"
"Oh, what took you so long to answer?" Ron called back.
"I was," I snapped my mouth shut as a moan almost escaped when Draco placed his hands on my hips and began to move faster.
"Well? Why didn't you?" Ron asked impatiently a minute later.
"I-I was asleep," I answered, closing my eyes to concentrate on the words.
"Oh… really? Well did you want me to wait for you in the living room?" he inquired.
"Yes!" I called a bit too enthusiastically because at that moment Draco hit my spot.
Closing my eyes, I tuned out my brothers reply and focused on the man in my arms. Draco's lips wandered from my neck, to my collarbone, and to my chest as he took one of my breasts into his mouth. My hands gripped his hair tightly and his hands steadied my hips. The bed rocked and moved beneath us and I secretly thanked Merlin that I had never gotten a headboard. As my fingers slid along his damp, slick flesh, I arched beneath him. He moved his face back up to mine and we kissed fervently; our mouths devouring one another, our fingers singeing the skin that they touched, and our bodies rocking hard and fast in a rhythm that set a pace I could live my life to.
"Gin?!" Ron called.
My eyes flicked to the door briefly before I closed them. I was too close to release to do anything, but scream. I bit my lower lip as Draco gripped my hips and held me still pounding harder and harder, just how I liked it.
"Is everything okay?" my brother inquired, his voice now sounding a bit worried.
"Yes!" I called again, my back arching and my head pressing into the mattress, Draco's mouth locked on my neck.
"Are you going to come out of there and talk to me anytime soon?" he asked, now sounding a bit annoyed.
I ignored him, instead focusing on the devastating wizard between my thighs. I gripped roughly at the base of his back, my fingers imprinting upon his pale skin as I tried to pull him into me fully. Catching my meaning as always, Draco pounded into me harder.
"Ginny?!"
"I'm coming! I'm coming!" I yelled, though I don't know to whom.
I heard Draco chuckle and Ron grumble. A moment later my prediction came true as a delicious spasm ripped through me. I felt my spirit soar free and my eyes roll back. Draco's mouth covered my own and he swallowed my cry of ecstasy, mixing it with one of his own. A moment later we both collapsed against one another completely lethargic and totally spent.
"Wow," I breathed.
"Wow indeed," muttered the blond in my arms, while nuzzling my neck.
I ran my fingers up his damp back and sighed, enjoying the feeling of his weight on top of me.
"You know that you have to get up don't you," he said softly after a minute. "I would guess we have about a minute, maybe two before Weasley comes back and demands to know what you're doing in here."
I sighed and kissed his ear, "I know."
When I pushed at his shoulders, Draco rolled off of me and onto the mattress. I slipped from the warm bed and grabbed my wand. Saying a quick cleaning spell to tide me over until I could shower, I threw on a pair of Draco's boxer shorts and an extra large sleep shirt. The blonde in my bed chuckled.
"You don't think your brother will notice you're wearing my boxers Red?"
"I don't think my brother will be looking that close Blondie," I smirked turning. I suppressed a groan as desire surged through me once more at the sight of him lying nude in my bed, sitting up on one arm with his head resting on his left hand. His chest was still a bit slick from our recent activities and only the light sheet thrown over his waist stopped me from seeing all that he had to offer.
"Thinking about returning?" Draco inquired arching a brow.
I flushed. Would I ever get enough of him? Instead of answering him, I gave him a glare and turned to leave. Unlocking my door, I opened it narrowly and slipped out, heading down the hall and into the living room. Ron sat on the couch, his arms on his knees and his right leg bouncing impatiently. After a few seconds, he abruptly stood and turned towards the hall, freezing when he saw me standing there.
"Going somewhere?" I asked, softly crossing my arms over my chest.
"I-oh, well -yeah. I was on my way to see what was taking you so bloody long."
I raised my brows and did a motion with my hands to indicate that I was here now. "What do you want Ron?"
He frowned, "Are you alright? Earlier you sounded a bit… well, I don't know. And your skin is all flushed; you don't have a fever do you?"
At his statement, I couldn't stop my face from coloring even more, "I'm fine," I clipped. "Why are you here?"
He studied me for a moment and then he blushed a bit, "Well… we- I mean, I have been kind of wondering…"
I arched a brow.
"Well… are you-you know, okay?"
I frowned, "Ron what are you talking about?"
"I -it, well, it's just that since … Harry and Hermione got… well, you know-"
"Engaged?" I supplied.
"Yeah," he turned redder. "Well, it's just that we noticed that we… well, we don't see you around as much. You're suddenly always busy and … well… we're a bit worried…"
My mouth dropped as I gathered his direction, "Wait? You guys think I'm like pining away for Harry or something?" I whispered aghast.
"W-well, I mean -you use to," he held up his hands defensively when I glared. "Not pine for him, I mean, really that much -I mean, what I meant was that it use to be that we would -you know, see you every weekend or at least every other. Not to mention the fact that you and Hermione use to get together several times a week after work, but now…"
I blushed profusely, "I guess I can see your point," I grumbled. "But I've just been really busy; I have not been avoiding you guys."
"Busy doing what?" he retorted.
"I… well… stuff…"
"Stuff," he smirked.
I glared, "Yes. Stuff. So lay off."
Ron sighed, "We're just worried about you Gin. We care about you."
"I know, but you're worrying for nothing," I insisted.
"Fine, so I guess this means that we can expect you at Luna's birthday party, yeah?" he inquired his brows raised.
"Naturally…uh… when is it?"
Ron gave me a disbelieving look, "The same time it is every year Ginny. Since the year after you graduated Hogwarts. It's on her birthday -this coming Saturday night. You will be there right?"
"Of course," I frowned.
"Good… so I'll see you then," Ron said after a moment, and then taking several steps, he pulled me into a quick hug. "You better be there Gin. Saturday at eight, don't be late and," he made a face, "take a shower, you smell weird."
I blushed more and pushed him, "Then get away from me."
He rolled his eyes and blew me a raspberry before disapparating from sight.
"Aww, are you pining from Potter again?" Draco murmured walking soundlessly up behind me.
I jumped and threw him a harassed look, "Don't do that! I hate it when you sneak up on me. I swear you should be an Auror the way you move with no sound, it's kind of creepy."
He grinned and wrapped his arms around me, "I'm not Auror material Red."
"Why not?"
He shrugged, "Because I'm me."
I turned in his arms and frowned up at him, "What does that mean?"
"That means… that you need a shower -you smell weird," he scrunched up his face, distastefully making fun of my brother.
"Draco don't avoid my-" I cut off as his mouth covered mine. Lifting me, he carried me to the bathroom where we took a shower… among other things.
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"So, we have it set up to meet this Sunday afternoon for brunch, a Muggle establishment of course," I stated handing Potter the letters that Mr. Crabbe and I had been exchanging for the last couple of weeks.
"So, you told him that you've gotten closer to Ginny and think that you might be able to get her there," he commented reading one of my letters.
"It seemed the surest way," I shrugged. "I talked to Ginny and told her that we may need to be seen out in public together to make it more believable though."
Potter looked up and arched a brow, "How'd she take it?
"Oh, just fine," I stated with a shrug and suppressing a smile, "she knows it's for the greater good and all that jazz."
Looking somewhat disappointed at the tame reaction, Potter nodded before setting up a bit. "You know what -I think I can do you one better." My brows rose expectantly while Potter stood and paced the room mumbling to himself. "Ron may be a bit of a problem, but if I talk to him and explain everything, then he'll understand I'm sure…"
"What are you off on?" I cut in after several minutes of his mutterings.
He looked up at me as though he had forgotten I was there before sitting down on my couch once more. "Well, I have an idea of how to convince Crabbe that you'll be useful and that you're telling the truth."
I arched and expectant brow, "Well?"
He leaned back and sighed, "Well, we'll have to convince Gin, but since she already sort of agreed then that shouldn't be a problem-"
"You're rambling again Potter," I drawled.
He gave me an annoyed look and flushed a bit. "Right, well -here it is. Why don't we see if we can get Ginny to bring you as her date to Luna's party! After all, I'm sure that the D.E.'s are watching your place, possibly even following you. So, if you walk to Ginny's flat and then you guys walk over to Ron's for the party then they'll not only see you together they'll see you at a party with me there. It'll be the perfect ruse."
I stared at Potter, "Wait -let me get this straight. You want me to pretend to be Ginny's date?" When Potter nodded, I stared at him blankly for several minutes before the irony of the whole idea suddenly hit me. He wanted me to pretend to be dating Ginny… I couldn't help it - I laughed.
A.N. That's it for this chappy! Hot, I wouldn't mind having Draco on me, even if I had to put up with my annoying brother at the door lol So what do you think? Oh and I know, shock of all shocks -I updated on time >_<
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