"What-is-it-that-you-want-Malfoy?" He smirked.
That's an easy enough answer and an obvious one at that as well. There's only been one thing he's wanted for a while. It used to be his until a stealthy Slytherin came and took it from him. What would she say if he told her? He's tired of playing games and running around in circles because of it.
"Think about it Weasley. Aren't you the smart one in the Weasley bunch? Why is it that I haven't left you alone? That I follow you everywhere? That I'm always watching you? Put two and two together already and grow a brain."
And while you're doing that grow a heart as well. I know you had one. Now all that's there is a hollow hole. You can't really love Jonathon. I'll give it to you that you slept with him. With prior experience I know that doesn't have to mean a thing. I know!
Her cheeks turned red, and she spun on her heels away from him. Reaching out he grasped onto her wrist before she could make a break for it. Looking back at him she sneered and ripped her hand away. It made his temper rise. She isn't going to just run away again. That's all she's been doing. Running and he's been busy chasing. Games are over now!
"Virginia," he hissed pushing her back against the wall. Both of her wrists stayed captive in his hands and pressed against the wall. "You're going to listen to all I have to say, but first you're going to answer my question. Now!"
"Because you're a twisted perv that has no life whatsoever." His grip on her wrists tightened enough to make her wince. The look of pain on her face almost made him release her. Oh, but the look in her eyes almost made him walk away. Better yet he nearly ran actually.
"I'm warning you Gin. The truth now because I'm tired of this." Her eyes flashed and his first thought was danger. Danger! Draco Malfoy! Danger!
"You're tired of this?! Where and since when is this my fault that you're a love sick pup? It's not my fault that you're obsessed with what we used to have." She glared and spoke slowly to him. It infuriated him to no end.
"Is that what you think?!"
"What else am I supposed to think? Do you really believe Jonathon doesn't know what's going on? Why else do you think you were asked to do such an absurd task? He knows you're pitifully obsessed and yes Draco we make fun of you. And yes!" she cried raising her voice. "We've slept together. He is my boyfriend, and I'm allowed to sleep with him. Just because once upon a time you thought we might have doesn't mean I have to wallow away like you."
"What the hell has happened to you?! Why are you suddenly such a vindictive little bitch now? What happened to you Gin? What has Jonathon done to you?!"
"Done to me?! What the hell are you talking about? This is me speaking! He's not the kind of person that makes me want to use him to speak through me. This is how I feel Draco. What we had is over. Get over it already because if you can't tell then I have!"
"Yeah," he hissed and pushed away from her releasing his hold and taking a few steps back. "Apparently so."
"Now that we know the truth we can stop this little fiasco and get back to our own lives. You can be the Slytherin God again, and I can be left alone." He sneered and stepped further away from her.
"Stay away from my table then and don't come into the common room. Stay away from me then Virginia."
"My boyfriend is a Slytherin Draco! I'm there with him not you." Yeah, thanks for pointing out the obvious, he wanted to scream.
"Fine, but keep your damn distance and tell your boyfriend I'm not his friend."
Spinning away from her he turned and started away. He was a few feet away when he felt a hand firmly grab his own. About to stop he was thrown against the wall by a glaring redhead.
"But you're still mine?" Always. No matter how mean and how much you hate me.
"What do you want me to say? I can't turn off my feelings like you believe I can. It's not that easy Ginny. I'm not like you and have had grown up with all the unconditional love you could stomach. I had no one and then I thought-" he stopped and shrugged his shoulders as most nonchalantly as he could get. "Well I thought you loved me back, but apparently I was wrong."
"Don't turn this around on me like that. I'm not some ungrateful wench. This has all been your fault. You were the ungrateful one Draco. You were the one that pushed me away. Remember what you said to me?!" Only everyday and every other second. It's his own voice that he hears echoing in his head. How more haunting could it get?
"What can I say to you then to apologize? You've never gave me the chance. It's always the same thing Gin. I get your back all the time."
"There is nothing you can say."
"Fine," he cried. "Fine!" he yelled throwing up his arms in defeat. "You got what you wanted then. I got the point. I'm gone! I'll leave you the fuck alone okay? No more Draco following you around."
"Good," she said. Draco quickly straightened up. Her voice was lacking...well everything. His eyes quickly went to hers and scanned them. Is this what she really wants or is she having second thoughts? She wouldn't have to apologize. He'll allow it to be all erased
"Ginny?" he breathed.
"I'm sorry," she whispered the emotions evident in her voice. She is on the verge of tears. "Sorry," she repeated shaking her head. She went to escape, but he reached out catching her hand. Neither moved as his slid his finger between hers and ran his thumb along her knuckles.
"I'm so sorry Gin."
Turning her body back to him she moved closer and placed her free hand on his chest. Underneath her palm she could feel the familiar heartbeat. Slowly raising up on her toes out of habit, from Jonathon, she pressed a soft kiss to Draco's mouth. He wrapped his own free arm around her waist bringing her closer.
She whimpered softly against his mouth as he held her tightly to him. He was tasting her all over again and didn't realize exactly to the extent he had missed it. It was spicy and sweet and soft and warm and entirely not enough. Squeezing her even tighter to him she cried out and pulled away unexpectedly.
"What?" he asked quickly holding onto a bunch of her robes at the back. "Did I hurt you?"
"No, it's just that...I shouldn't be doing this. We shouldn't be doing this."
"Yes it is. Oh, God Gin, I don't think there's anything more right than us. Together." She reached behind her and tried to make his hand release her fabric. It only made his grip tighten.
"Draco I have to go. Who knows who's seen and how quick Jonathon's going to know."
"I don't care. He's not right for you. Please...can we just go somewhere and talk." She shook her head feverishly and then her head turned and quickly scanned the halls.
"I gotta go!" Once again she tried to make a break for it just to have Draco pull her back to him. She winced and cried out again.
"I'm sorry," he mumbled not wanting to hurt her.
"No I have to go. Now."
"Ginny what's the matter? I'm not going to let anything happen to you."
"I'm not worried about me!" she cried.
Draco shook his head and released her to pull her gently in his arms. She went easily enough and began to sob on his shoulder. He held her as securely as he could without hurting her again. Thinking about it he moved the material away from her neck without her noticing. There he saw what he was expecting.
"It's going to be okay," he mumbled against her shoulder.
A bruise is there and he knows there has to be more. That explains a lot more than he needed to know. Jonathon is exactly what she's afraid of. This is just the beginning now. Ginny is going to need help. Her "perfect" Slytherin boyfriend is beating her. Why, he's not sure but right now he's more worried about it not happening again.