***Here is another chapter. It's not really that fast with the updating. I get ideas while at work and wish I was at home typing this up rather than dealing with harsh customers that can't read signs. 'Coke is on sale. There's a sign 2/$5.' Yeah right let me just go and check on that. Argh you stupid old witch. 'Oh. Well your sign is misleading.' Ma'am I don't make the signs. Besides it says here in big bold letters Vanilla coke. Vanilla...see right here...Vanilla? Okay you have a nice day. So if I didn't have to deal with that crap I'd probably be updating quicker. But now I'm working on an original too so I have to work on that as well. No worries though. This won't get neglected.
Oh and some Ginny and Draco stuff happens in this one. I'm serious too. Hopefully you'll like it. It should be enough until I work out the next one.***
Ginny tried to avoid Draco while she wanted nothing more than confront him. She was conflicted to say the least, and she wasn't enjoying the feeling at all. It was gnawing at her slowly but eager enough to bother her. Casey hasn't been any help either. The blonde teenager means well but right now Ginny doesn't need anyone's two cents about the subject.
Jocelyn is a problem as well. Although she has kept some distance she looks as if she's itching to spill something. Without having to know anything she knows it's not going to be something she'd really want to hear. Everyone at camp doesn't like the woman along with Ginny. Some have their own personal reasons and some just because Gin doesn't.
"Ready Weasley?" Draco asked standing outside her tent. She sighed deeply but nodded as she joined him outside. They're going to Harry's camp to discuss the matters of upcoming attacks. Not that she doesn't like seeing her friends and getting out of the camp, but she has to be Malfoy's side all day.
"After you Malfoy," she said trying to make her voice sound light and jabbing. Her little talk with Casey, and her own time left stewing alone has made her uneasy. Not to mention Draco has been anything but normal. He seems to be keeping his distance while always been in the back drop. Something has changed. She's not sure what is going to happen, but she knows that he does.
"Stop it," Ginny hissed pulling her arm out of Malfoy's grasp. He's kept a tight grip as well as a close eye on her the whole time. Hermione keeps on giving her looks, and she can see Harry try to hide his snickering. She's not finding this funny.
"Stop fidgeting then. Stay here dammit." She glared at him and purposely stepped away a few steps defying him. He looked at her with pure malicious and almost pulled her back to his side when he became aware of the room of wandering eyes.
"We're not done," he promised and pretended to focus on his previous headmaster's speech and orders. If only he could actually stay still long enough to pay attention. Not knowing that she was in touching distance made his stomach feel queasy. Most certainly he didn't like the feeling nor understand it, but he can deal with that later. Instead of making a huge scene and pulling her back he eased his mind a little while looking like a fool all the same. He took the few small strides and placed himself directly behind her. There he could see the headmaster and be close to the redhead as well.
She wasn't seeing it the same way as he was. With his close proximity she could feel his body heat and even though she didn't want to she could smell him. It brought her a warm feeling that she hasn't felt in a while. Bentley did that for her. Of course Draco and Bentley are opposites before and are now. They're different in the body build and, in the closeness, she could tell they smelled differently too.
"Lucius is getting more and more determined to make his point. He's killing muggles just for the hell of it." Draco wanted to strangle whoever in the hell had said that. His father isn't killing anyone just because he finds that a great stress reducer. Hell, everyone knew why he was doing it. It's to show Draco. The once boy turned his back on his father and what he had stood for because he was tired of being pulled around by his ear. Now he's a man and is a leader for the right side.
"Hmph," Ginny scoffed and crossed her arms over her chest. That had been a load of rubbish, and she's sure that's not the only crap someone will try to feed them.
Draco had caught the sound of her disagreement and couldn't help the small smile it caused. She agrees with him more times than she'll allow herself to admit. Hell he's even agreed with her too many times he's lost count already. Of course on his part he won't admit it.
Lowering his head he placed his lips against her ear and whispered into it. "I'm glad you think that guy is an idiot as well."
"We're just getting started."
That had been an understatement. By the end of the meeting the two of them were exhausted. Ginny was all set to ride her broom and get to her bed as soon as possible, but Draco took it from her. He pushed her onto his own and sat behind her. Claiming that it would be quicker with him steering because he would have to continuously check on her to see that she didn't fall off they rode back on his.
Once their feet were both on the ground Ginny covered a yawn as Draco brushed off the front of his robes. She had been leaning back against his chest the entire road home. Now he smells like her, and he doesn't like it. Ginny wasn't noticing and stumbled her way back to her tent. Draco noticed and shouldering his broom followed her.
"Thanks for staying Weasley." She nodded and fought to keep her eyes open.
"Thanks for letting me rest on the ride home." He nodded and set the broom down. Feeling his own tiredness overwhelm him he tried to stifle a yawn. "Damn," he muttered. "Stop yawning already. It's contagious."
"I'm tired and cold. I can't help it."
"Cold? It's probably ninety degrees out here. It feels like a damn sauna."
"Well good for you, but I'm cold." Draco rolled his eyes and lifted his hands and placed them on her arms. Ginny knew her eyes wanted to widen in surprise when he touched her and then ran them up and down creating warmth with the friction.
"Better?" She closed her eyes and nodded slowly.
"Hm mmm...feels nice actually." Draco looked down at her with furrowed eyebrows. This was like a moment her and Bentley would share. He hated walking in and interrupting. Then again he never liked the slimy git touching her.
"Christ. You do feel cold."
"Try flying on a broom in winter with a man sitting behind you not sharing any body heat."
"You sucked away all my body heat. I was freezing up there." She smiled sleepily as she felt him step closer. Warmth spread throughout her small frame.
"But it wasn't willingly." Draco sighed.
"Stop being so damn picky woman." She giggled still keeping her eyes closed and enjoyed Draco's hands warming her up.
"What would you rather me be?"
"Do you really want me to answer that?"
She pressed her lips together so no self-pursuing words could escape. Tiredness has that effect on people. Not to mention she had seen Draco have a few drinks. Not that she had anything against that. Hell they were slamming his father so harshly Ginny wanted to scream for them to stop. Of course Bentley didn't get away that easily either. Thinking about it she had been right there with him knocking them back.
"I think it's time for me to go to bed. Hope Jocelyn isn't under my bed hiding. That'll mean I have to sleep with my feet completely covered." Draco raised an eyebrow at her not sure what that meant. Ginny shook his head.
"Sorry, I forgot. When I was little I was afraid of the monsters underneath my bed and in the closet. You were safe if you kept your entire body covered." Draco smirked.
"Isn't that stuffy not to mention ridiculous. They could just pull the blanket away." Ginny covered her mouth trying to fight the giggle.
"Let's not mention how insane the concept of monsters alone is." He looked as if a light bulb suddenly went off over his head before looking sheepish.
"Oh right." She shook her head.
"It's okay. You don't have to have all those stupid child insecurities." He frowned and lowered his eyes to the ground. His hands made the steady and warming movement up and down her arms.
"It's stupid and I know it, but I wish I did." Ginny bit on her lip. Living in a home with unconditional love she has taken things that Draco can't even comprehend of for granted.
"You may be too late to have them yourself, but you can be the one to chase them away." He raised an eyebrow at her along with his dark grey eyes. "That's what dads do."
"I'm never going to be a dad Weasley. I'll be lucky if I survive this war let alone my father afterwards if I do."
"You're going to be fine. I have the most confidence in you than anyone else."
"Even Potter?" he asked softly. She shifted her eyes away from his.
"Besides I'm the one that's going to die. You have," she was cut off quickly. Draco's hands squeezed around her upper arms and brought her up against him. She was only able to whimper when his warm breath fanned her face.
"Don't you dare even say that! That's not funny Weasley!"
"I wasn't trying to be. I...I'm sorry," she breathed suddenly aware of her feet not even touching the ground.
His jaw ticked as he slowly released his hold so she could stand on her own two feet again. She looks spooked. He would have laughed if there wasn't something else occupying his every thought. She would scratch out his eyes and hex him to hell, but he couldn't help wondering.
He shook his head thinking to himself he's insane while lowering his head towards her. Her eyes widened and she seemed to have her breath caught in his throat. She looked cute though. God, he thought to himself as he went in to kiss her. Her tiny hands lifted and rested on his chest. If he wasn't so anxious to answer his question he would have looked down at them and seen how much they looked like they belonged there.
What does Weasley taste like? Does she moan when she's being kissed? Is her lips as soft as they look or they as rough as her wit. Does she like being held close, or does she want her own space? Which way does she tilt her head? Does she always smell this good? What does Weasley taste like?
***See! What did I tell you?! There was something happening there. Oops I kinda left it with a cliffhanger huh? Sweet! Wait that's mean huh? Hehehe! Oh and don't be terribly afraid to read my other story. It's Harry and Hermione, but they're not too bad. It's a one shot and totally out of character but like this one isn't. Well I hope you liked it. R/R...Thanks Karnikiss.***