Title: War What Is It Good For
Author: Karnikiss
Rating: R
Category: Drama, Angst, Romance
Disclaimer: You really think that if I owned any of this I would be posting it here instead of publishing it where I could make some form of money?! I do own some random characters.
A/N: ***This chapter may be a little shorter than my last few ones but I make up for it. A couple getting naughty in this one. So there is implied sex in this one. I hope that covers up giving you something to deal with the sexual tension. Here is the piece you wanted. Anyway there is more to what happened than it seems. Okay so just read it already.***
Draco thought that the tension was gone and they were back on to friendly terms. She had gotten through his thick skull and made him understand just like she always has. Not that he was going to willing admit it, but it's the thought that counts. Now if she would only recognize why he had been actually been the way he had been then they'd have a set story. Too bad the woman is ignorant about almost anything that involves Draco off a professional level.
So, that's when he approached her wanting to be around her but gave her the excuse of wanting to know more spells. No one can learn too many healing spells. You never know when it may come in handy; he had told her with his convincing trademark smirk. How could she have denied him when it seemed like he simply wanted to be prepared? He knew she wouldn't and most certainly couldn't.
That's where he is right now with her arm overlapping his and her fingers rested on his hand. She's trying to teach him to hold the wand properly. He should know better but what fun would that be? Ginny has more patience than a lot of people, but she's not a saint. Draco loves a feisty frustrated redhead too. She looks sexy with a flushed face and her eyes narrowed promising him death.
"Am I doing it right?" he asked. The feel of her soft curves against the back of him was getting too much. He was tempted to turn her around and pull her into his arms. There his hardness could mold into her softness.
"Hmm...I didn't think you'd be this...slow." Draco secretively smiled but was tight faced when she came to the front of him with her hands on her hips.
"I like to learn from repetition." She pursed her lips together as if thinking about his confession.
"Maybe Casey could deal with you then. You're really starting to rag on my nerves Draco." He pouted.
"But Virginia," he said and lowering his wand reached out and pulled her to him with his free one. "I want you to teach me. Casey has enough problems and besides she can't punish me when I'm bad."
"Oh is that so? So will it be hot oil or the rubber hose again?" He chuckled and lowered his head and pressed his face against her neck.
"Do you always smell this good Virginia?" Her eyes fluttered close on their own accord. Her breath caught too, but she didn't know she wasn't currently breathing.
"No, I decided to bathe today." He nuzzled his nose against her sensitive skin feeling her shiver. With one of his arms he wrapped it around her waist.
"Thank god for Tuesdays," he whispered his breath tickling her skin. "I knew today was going to be good this morning." She couldn't help but laugh. It made him smile against her neck.
"You're incredibly soft too."
"It's a girl thing."
"Not all girls are soft. None as soft as you either." She bit her lip as he pulled her completely against him. The hand that held his wand previously now was empty but occupied none the less. It was busy slipping up the redhead's shirt and thumping against her stomach. Underneath his fingertips he could feel the small tight muscles quiver.
"Casey should be doing this," she mumbled.
"I don't want to touch Casey. The things I want to do to you right now would still be illegal with her." She dropped her head back onto his shoulder and gave him access to her neck easily. Quickly he took advantage of it and pressed his lips against her clean smelling soft skin.
"Good," she mumbled as his lips roamed around lethargically on her neck.
"Mmm," he whispered bitting down softly on her skin. "Not god or even Draco? Just good Weasley?"
"Virginia," she corrected. He chuckled lightly and made a slow path up to her ear. His breath alone was driving her crazy. Then he had to go and take the lobe between his teeth and suckle it. She nearly allowed the moan to escape but bit it down at the last second.
"Right," he said in her ear. "Virginia." Taking his hands to her hips he turned her body to face him and then took her face into his hands. Without having to search for a sign he lowered his head to kiss her like he had those few days ago. He stopped right before they could make contact.
"You better not disappear," he whispered to her. She smiled and shook her head.
"I have no plans of going anywhere."
"Good," he replied before he finally filled the space and pressed his lips against Weasleys. Her hands done the same exact things as they had last night. His eyes stayed closed and his eyebrows furrowed together as her fingernails scrapped lightly against his scalp. Her eyes were closed as well but instead her eyebrows were raised as their lips moved slowly against one anothers.
Even with the slow and easy pressure of their lips it sent a frenzy of emotions throughout them. Draco has certainly never felt such a wide variety of feelings and emotions. He's done anger and closed out everyone out well enough to have it done to an art. The things he's feeling while sharing a breath with Ginny Weasley isn't something he's every thought he would want let alone have.
Ginny felt tears behind her eyelids and wanted to pull away and run. If she was quick enough he wouldn't catch the glistening of her eyes. With Bentley she thought he had been amazing; that it could never get better than that. Now here she is kissing one of brother's old nemesis, and he's blown her ex boyfriend out of the water.
"See," he mumbled against her lips. "Not so bad is it?"
She shook her head neither one wanting to remove their lips from the others. Draco removed one of her hands from her face sliding it to her hair and allowed his fingers to run throw the silky short strands of her Weasley name sake hair. Allowing his fingers to finally touch the hair he's been itching to for far too long he cupped the back of his head and titled her head back. There she opened her mouth to him, and he gratefully took captive of it. She wasn't too disappointed for losing possession as they fought and tangled slowly together fighting for home ownership.
She moaned softly making Draco's head swim even more and pushed herself even tighter against him. He groaned deeply in the back of his throat as his hand drifted to her shirt. Gripping onto the bottom he tugged onto it letting her know he rather preferred it off of her.
"It's been such a long time," she admitted. Her lips explored his neck occasionally stopping here and there to mark the territory as her own.
"It's okay," he breathed.
"Bentley was my last time."
"I know."
"I'm scared." He wrapped his arms around her waist and squeezed her reassuringly to him.
"Don't be," he whispered pulling back to meet his eyes. "I'll be gentle," he promised making her actually believe in him. Swallowing the lump in her throat she nodded and reached out for his shirt. Starting from the top she unbuttoned them slowly aware of Draco's peircing heated gaze on her.
Only after pushing his shirt off his shoulders and letting it fall to the floor was her named called in a female voice. Draco groaned out loud as Casey came bursting in with a red face and out of breath. Her face became even more flushed when she saw a half naked Draco and a mussed up Ginny.
"Sorry," she said quickly. "I'm so sorry." She turned around and could have kicked herself.
"It's fine Casey," Ginny answered. Her voice shook though and she didn't find her breath easily enough.
"I only came because Dumbledore is here. He wants you immediately. There's been an attack on one of the camps. They need you as the medi-witch." Draco wanted to snap but couldn't. Casey had nothing to do with the orders. Can't kill the messenger, he reminded himself.
"Oh god. I have to go now!" She scrambled around the room trying to find her discarded wand. Draco stood watching her still not able to move. Saying he's disappointed was a large understatement. He wants to go out there and ripped the old headmaster's head off.
"I-I'll be outside."
Once Casey was gone Draco found his footing again and was able to move. Bending down he picked up the wand near his foot and held it up. Still she was scrambling around not looking in his direction. She was making a point not to. Then it would make it even more difficult to go.
"Looking for this?" She froze and straightened up. Slowly she turned and there was a gorgeous half naked man holding her weapon of choice.
"Thanks," she muttered reaching out for it. He pulled it away at the last second and used his free hand to wrap around her waist and pull her closer.
"We're not done here Virginia." She nodded still keeping her eyes down.
"Well you please at least look at me? I want to know that you still want it as much as I do?" She shook her head.
"I can't look at you." He frowned at her. "Because if I do then it'll be even harder to leave right now than it already is."
"Oh," he said softly and pressed his lips to her forehead. "Come back to me?"
"As soon as I can," she promised and had to pull herself free and flee. He didn't like it but didn't stop her. She's needed to save lives and not going just to stay the night would be unprofessional. Of course he meant a lot more with his question then she knew. She's not taking him as deeply as she needs to.
"Listen Grey," she hissed. "Just back up and leave me alone."
"Just tell me what I did. I don't understand why I'm public enemy number one in your book."
"And I have no intention of telling you either." He tried to reach out for her. Big mistake! Her small hand swiftly flew and smacked him across the face. The force and the suddenness of it made him stumble back a few steps.
"Casey!"
"I don't want you to touch me Grey! Why is it that you think I owe you something? You're cute and all, but that doesn't mean anything to me." She shook her head frustrated. "Just leave me alone."
He knew better than that. Certainly he knows she is serious right now. She doesn't want to be bothered, but then at the same time she doesn't want to be alone. With whatever he chooses she's going to be upset at him. Then again what worse can she do to him?
"Great," he mumbled under his breath and trailed behind her. She was stalking her way back to her tent with feet stomping and her body heaving from deep breathes.
Once he stepped foot inside she spun to him and threw him against the wall. He looked shocked as the smaller girl had him pinned against the wall not able to move. Her arms were on the other sides of his head, and her body was pressed against his own. As a teenage guy he was loving the close proximity along with the sexy furious look on her face.
"Malfoy what can I say to get through your head?"
"You tell me why you hate me so much."
"How about because you look like every guy I hate but act like the complete opposite of them." He shook his head.
Her past hasn't been discussed with him with much details. All he really knows about her intimate life is that her parents are both dead, and she is in Ginny's care. Other than that he had been hoping he could find the rest out personally.
"Care to elaborate?" She sneered up at him. While he looks cool and collected she wants to rip his head off his neck.
"Not in particular. What would be the point?! You'll get out of what you want and then be gone. What would be the use of small talk?"
Suddenly her face relaxed while his was marred by a frown. He was trying to analyze what she had just said but didn't get much of a chance. Her lips came crashing up against his with such a force his head knocked back against the wall. Before he could mumbled an ouch her mouth was fussed to his.
She sucked, bit, and nibbled at his bottom lip while her hands worked at undressing him. This is what he wanted. He just wants to get her into bed and then that will be the end. There won't be anymore pretending about wanting to know her or asking if she's alright. Once they sleep together he'll avoid her like the plague. It'll be over after this.
"Casey," he mumbled against her mouth wrapping his fingers around her wrists stilling her hands.
She struggled for a second with the button on his shirt but then stopped when his grip made her. Slowly she raised her head and then eyes up to him. Looking up the grey eyes were soft and had something genuine she has never seen before. Still she wouldn't be played like that.
"It's okay Grey," she said softly and kissed his mouth tenderly. "I want this love."
She had said it with a such sweet soft voice Grey couldn't fight as she took possession of her hands again. This time he wasn't fighting her. Actually he was very patient and even helped her along. It was his shaking nimble fingers that undid the button of her jeans and his firm lips that made that mark on her neck.
After all it was him that carried her to the bed and promised her everything with his eyes. She wouldn't out right admit that he had done that too. No, she wouldn't talk about what had happened and what it may possibly mean with him. Never. He got what he wanted.
Casey had to detangle herself from the young man and his firm hold on her as she slipped out of bed. Quickly gathering her things she threw on what was necessary before scrambling out of the room. Not even throwing one more glance at the tender lover in her bed she ran away.
Just like she always used to..
***Oops! You didn't think it was Ginny and Draco did you? I mean that got pretty close to it. She had to go and save the day though. Don't worry she'll come back though. I can't kill her off...yet. Hehehe. It seems that there is more to Casey than we know about. Apparently she isn't the good little girl we have all previously thought. What in the hell?! If you're good and review then we'll get to it. I may even have the next chapter up soon as well. So R/R...Thanks Karnikiss.***