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Draco woke up in the middle of the night because he was uncomfortably warm. He realized what the problem was right away. Ginny had draped herself over him and pulled the blankets along with her. He didn’t normally sleep with the blankets on, and he was beginning to wonder if it was possible to smother to death beneath a petite redhead. Reaching for his wand, he muttered a cooling spell. The room cooled off immediately, and he was able to go to sleep.
Ginny woke up because she was freezing. She had never realized that the Dungeons were so cold. Of course that did explain some of the Slytherin’s personality traits. Ginny grabbed her wand off of the nightstand and used a warming spell on the blanket. She was toasty in no time, and drifted back to sleep.
Draco woke up in a sweat. It took him a moment to locate the problem. The room was cool, Ginny was warm, but the blanket felt like it was on fire. He glared at the blanket in confusion, until he realized that Ginny had probably placed a charm on it. Muttering under his breath, he grabbed his wand and removed the charm. He was about to drift off to sleep when he realized that he and Ginny would just be back and forth at this all night. Smiling to himself, he put a mild heating charm on the shirt she was wearing and hoped that she would be warm enough to sleep the rest of the night.
Draco woke up to the sound of his alarm going off. He was an early riser, and usually allowed extra time in the morning for studying before class. This morning however, he had something else in mind. Grabbing his wand, he used a breath freshening spell on himself and Ginny.
Ginny had ignored Draco’s alarm and was trying to go back to sleep. However, the sensation of a hot mouth on her collarbone was bringing her tired body to life. She kept her eyes closed and enjoyed the sensations that were shooting through her body. When he abruptly stopped, she opened her eyes and made a noise of protest. She found him smirking at her as he teased, “I thought you weren’t going to wake up.”
“I was awake. I was just enjoying keeping my eyes closed a bit longer. Now, why don’t we get back to what you started before we run out of time this morning?”
Draco pointed to the clock on the wall. “We have plenty of time. I usually do some studying before class.”
Ginny looked at the clock and frowned. “I’m never up this early.”
Leaning down to kiss her on the neck, Draco informed her, “I’m sorry. This is just part of being a girlfriend. You’ll have to adjust.”
Ginny muttered something incoherent as Draco slowly moved his mouth down her body. When he bit the skin on the inside of her thighs, she was embarrassed at the sounds she heard coming out of her own mouth. She had a moment to wonder if he had a silencing charm placed on his room, but then he moved his mouth again, and all rational thought was lost.
After her body exploded, she was aware of him settling himself between her legs, and then he was moving inside of her. She looked up at his face, and found his grey eyes boring down into her. Suddenly, everything seemed too intense, and she closed her eyes in self-defense.
He spurred her on to another release, and then his movements became erratic. She heard him roar in satisfaction, before she felt him collapse on top of her. Opening her eyes, she reached out and ran her fingers through his hair. After a few moments, he shifted his weight off of her. When he reached over and pulled her close, she felt a different kind of satisfaction.
She watched as he reached for his alarm clock. “We could sleep for half an hour, if you want?”
Ginny just nodded as she didn’t trust her voice at he moment. She watched as Draco reset the spell on his alarm clock, and then closed his eyes. Ginny felt herself drift off to sleep dreaming of skiving off the entire day and staying in bed with Draco. It seemed to be the one place that they truly understood each other.
The sound of the alarm clock made Ginny moan. She felt Draco get out of bed, and assumed he was going to take a shower. She figured she would just clean up after him. Sitting up groggily, she searched for her clothes from the night before. She realized the one good thing about school uniforms was that no one knew if you were wearing yesterday’s clothes.
After performing a cleaning spell on her clothes, Ginny sat and waited for Draco to come out of the loo. She didn’t think he would appreciate her walking in on him, although the thought of a wet, soapy Draco held a certain appeal. If her body wasn’t already protesting its vigorous workout, she might have followed him into the shower.
When Draco came out of the shower wearing only a towel around her waist, she smiled at him and said, “You are gorgeous. Of course, you already know that.”
Ginny was surprised when Draco actually appeared to blush. She chuckled and walked by him to take her turn in the shower. When she got out of the shower, she noticed that Draco had laid out a towel for her without her having to ask. She was smiling about this discovery, when she realized that he had added another toothbrush to the glass by the sink. Maybe, he wasn’t the inconsiderate prat she thought he was.
Once she was dressed, she dried her hair with her wand, and walked back into the bedroom. She found Draco studying one of his textbooks. He looked up at her and asked, “Are you ready to go?”
Ginny frowned. “I know I didn’t care last night, but I suddenly find myself reluctant to walk out into a Common Room full of people who are going to smirk at me.”
“Blaise is probably the only one who will smirk, the others will probably just make rude comments about your character.”
“Hey,” Ginny protested before she realized that he was joking.
Draco cleared his throat. “If you aren’t ashamed of your behavior, then you shouldn’t let anyone else convince you otherwise.”
“Is that a page from the Book of Malfoy?”
Draco nodded. “It is, but if you aren’t ready to face the masses yet, I do have an idea.”
“Let me hear it, before I decide what I want to do.”
“I have a Camouflaging Cloak that makes the wearer blend in with the surroundings. It won’t make you invisible, like Potter’s cloak, but it will keep people from seeing you.”
Ginny chewed her lip. “If there were windows here, I’d ask to borrow you’re broomstick and just fly up to my room.”
“You’re are assuming I’d let you ride my broomstick.”
Ginny smirked at him. “I think we already established that fact last night.”
Draco laughed as he went to get the cloak out of his closet. “You’re different than most girls I know. You make rude jokes, and you talk about flying rodent’s arses.”
“Sorry, it probably comes from having six brothers, although I don’t think Percy really added that much to my personality, as he doesn’t have much of one himself.”
Draco draped the cloak around Ginny’s shoulders and pulled the hood up over her head. “I thought that you were supposed to be fiercely loyal to your family, no matter what.”
“I am. I can say bad things about any one of my brothers, but if someone else tried, I’d kick their arse.”
Ginny smiled at Draco. “Speaking of kicking arses, I suppose you know that I do not expect to hear anyone repeating play by plays of what went on in your bed last night.”
“Even though I highly doubt you could kick my arse, I can assure you that won’t happen. I’ll probably tell Blaise that you stayed, just because he will pester me to death if I don’t, but that will be it.”
“I can live with that. I’ll probably tell Hermione.”
Draco smiled at her. “Can I tell Ron?”
Ginny chuckled. “I don’t think that would be a good idea. He’ll be upset enough to hear that we are dating.”
“About that, what does that mean on a day to day basis?”
Ginny shrugged. “It normally means that you study with that person, or spend time with them in the evenings. Since we aren’t in the same house, I guess we could meet in the library to study.”
Draco seemed to think for a moment. “I normally study alone, but we could meet in the library.”
“It’s not like there are any rules for this sort of thing, other than the not snogging other people rule. Although, the mistletoe complicates that a bit.”
Draco frowned. “If you are caught under the mistletoe you can kiss someone to walk through, except Seamus.”
Ginny replied. “Fine, you can’t kiss Daphne.”
Draco rolled his eyes. “Come on, let’s go. I’ll open the door, and you slip out in front of me. I’ll walk behind you, so people won’t bump into you.”
Ginny pulled the hood of the cloak down over her face, and carefully made her way out of the Common Room. She noticed that Slytherins did not appear to be very social in the morning. The few people who were up were muttering to themselves, or going through their school bags. Ginny made it out into the hall without mishap. She stepped into an alcove to remove the cloak, and gave it to Draco to place in his bag.
They walked to breakfast together, and parted company at the entrance to the Great Hall. Ginny walked over to sit down beside Hermione. She was surprised Ron wasn’t there as well.
“Good morning, Ginny. When you went to the library this morning, you forgot to take your book bag.”
Ginny smiled at the conspiratorial look on Hermione’s face. “Thanks, Hermione. It turned out to be a wasted trip. The book I wanted was already loaned out.”
“That’s too bad. I assume since Malfoy is alive and apparently unharmed that things went well with him last night?”
Ginny spoke as she filled her plate. “All I had to do was threaten to hit him upside the head.”
Hermione coughed and then cleared her throat. “I’m sorry, I think I need to hear the whole story.”
“Well, I told him that when I am around him I either want to hit him upside the head, or kiss him. He chose the kissing option, and we went from there.”
Ron sat down and frowned. “If I would have been given a vote, the outcome would have been quite different.”
Ginny smiled. “Draco wanted to tell you himself, but I’m not that cruel. You two will be the first to know that he and I are dating.”
Ron set his plate down and sighed. “Well for the first time in my life, I am not hungry.”
Ginny reached over and patted her brother on the back. “Don’t worry, Ron. It’s not like he’ll be hanging out in our Common Room.”
Blaise looked at Draco expectantly. Draco sighed. “How do you always know?”
Blaise smirked. “You’re face looks less squinty the morning after.”
“My face never looks squinty; it has to be something else.”
Blaise shrugged, “Believe what you want. By the way, how would you describe Miss Weasley?”
Draco smirked and replied, “She is...fierce. I have bruises.”
Blaise nodded. “With that temper, I’m not surprised.”
Draco watched as Daphne walked towards the table. She sat down next to him, and he smiled at her and continued to eat. When she slid closer and leaned up against him, he ignored her. When he looked up and saw Ginny glaring at him he sighed. “Daphne, would you mind sitting next to Blaise, instead?”
Daphne gave him an amused look. “Since when do you mind if I lean up against you?”
Draco smiled politely. “I don’t mind. I just happen to be dating someone, and apparently, she minds.”
Daphne looked up and saw Ginny glaring at her. She looked at Draco and laughed. “I can’t believe it, but I guess I can lean up against Blaise this morning if I must.”
Blaise scooted over to make room for Daphne, and Daphne sat down before she looked up at Ginny. Ginny was smiling at Draco, and Draco was shaking his head and chuckling.
When Ginny tried to walk out of the Great Hall, the mistletoe appeared. She turned to look at Draco, and he nodded at her. She assumed that meant he was coming to kiss her. She leaned up against the archway, and watched as he stood up and walked towards her. “I hope this isn’t too much of a bother,” she told him in a snarky tone.
“You really aren’t a morning person, are you?” Draco remarked before he leaned in to kiss her. Ginny felt her pulse speed up as his lips came towards hers. She wondered if this pulse pounding effect he had on her would wear off. When he used his tongue to trace her lips, she sighed, which allowed his tongue access to her mouth. She seemed to be caught up in a swirling sensation that reached her toes. When he pulled away, she blinked as asked. “What in the hell was that about?”
Draco chuckled and whispered in her ear. “I didn’t want you to forget where I expected you to be sleeping tonight.”
Ginny frowned as he pulled her through the doorway. “You can’t kiss me like that before class. You’ll make me forget things.”
Draco smirked at her as he walked off, leaving her slightly addled. Hermione found her a few moments later muttering to herself. “What’s wrong, Ginny?”
Ginny pulled Hermione into a side hallway. “It’s getting worse. I thought once I shagged him I’d get used to his kisses, maybe become immune to him a bit.”
Hermione chuckled. “I am guessing that isn’t the case.”
“No, I swear I wanted to drag him into a broom closet after he kissed me. That is just wrong.”
Hermione shrugged. “Find a way to fight back.”
Ginny smiled. “You’re so smart, Hermione.”
Hermione watched as Ginny walked off and hoped that she would become immune to Malfoy’s kisses, before he turned back into a snake.
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