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Chapter 10 : Chapter 10
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Ginny yawned as she finished reading her chapter. She looked over and saw that Draco was still working on his essay. In her mind, she was trying to decide if she should stay the night again. She knew that Ron would notice sooner or later, and then he would make her life very difficult. Sighing, she walked over and picked up her shirt, then she went into the loo to clean herself up and change back into her own clothes. When she came out, Draco wasn’t looking at her, so she stuffed his shirt in her book bag.
Draco seemed very engrossed in whatever he was writing. Ginny noticed that his forehead wrinkled up when he was concentrating just the same way it did when he was irritated. Walking over to him, she leaned down and kissed him on the cheek. “I should be going,” she informed him when he looked up at her.
“Why are you leaving? I thought you’d stay the night.”
“I can’t stay the night every night. It’s still early. I can leave before curfew and get back to my room at a respectable time.”
Draco snorted. “Why do people only think you’re having sex if you’re out late at night?”
Ginny shrugged. “I don’t know, but right now it is going to work in my favor, so I’m not complaining. Why don’t you clean yourself up and walk me to your Common Room door?”
Draco frowned as he grabbed his wand and made himself look immaculate. Then he followed Ginny to the Common Room door where he kissed her goodbye. Ginny walked back to her Common Room, wondering how long it would take Draco to figure out that she had stolen his shirt.
Later that night, Draco walked into the loo to brush his teeth. He had expected to see his shirt in the bathroom since Ginny had gone in there to change. When he couldn’t find it, he wondered if she had taken it.
Ginny curled up under her covers and pulled the collar of Draco’s shirt up towards her face. She inhaled deeply and enjoyed the scent of his cologne. When the scent wore off, she figured she would just take it back and trade it for a new one.
The next morning at breakfast, Ginny smiled at Draco from across the room. He mouthed the words, ‘Where’s my shirt?’ but she just shrugged and smiled. Draco finished eating before she did, and she watched as he walked towards the doorway of the Great Hall. When he reached the mistletoe, it blinked into view. She waited for him to turn towards her, and when he did, she happily hopped up and went to kiss him.
“I missed having you in my bed this morning,” he informed her after he kissed her.
Ginny smiled at him. “I was a bit lonely, myself.”
Draco took her hand and pulled her out of the entryway and into an alcove. “Since it’s Friday, I thought you could stay the night tonight.”
“I think that might be possible. You do realize that the dance is tomorrow night, don’t you?”
“I suppose you still want to go to that dance,” Draco stated with a frown.
“That is non-negotiable.” Ginny informed him with a smile.
“I guess you actually want to dance, as well?”
Ginny nodded. “You catch on quickly.” Draco glared at her, and she laughed. “I’m sorry, but I really don’t find you that scary anymore.”
“Really?” Draco asked as he leaned down and began to kiss her neck.
Ginny protested. “We have to get to class.”
Draco’s only response was to pull her body flush against his. Ginny felt the blood pounding in her veins, and when he began to rock his hips against hers, she experienced a thrumming sensation between her thighs. Trying to keep her head, Ginny pulled back and looked up at him. “Draco, we cannot do this in an alcove.”
Looking around, Draco smirked at her and said, “Come with me.” Ginny let herself be led down a few hallways until they reached a staircase. Draco walked down a few steps and then tapped the wall with his wand as he muttered a spell she couldn’t quite hear.
The wall opened up, and Draco pulled Ginny into a small room with a slit window in the wall that was barely two inches wide. He sealed the doorway while Ginny asked, “What is this place?”
“It’s part of the castle’s defense plan. Someone could fight off attackers from in here. Now, the history lesson is over,” Draco informed her as he grabbed her and kissed her again. Then, articles of clothing seemed to be pushed aside, and she found herself moaning his name.
When they emerged from their secret hiding place, after various cleaning charms had been performed, Ginny smiled at him and said, “I should annoy you more often.”
Draco laughed as he watched her walk off to class. She really was a lot of fun. He began to wonder what he should get her for Christmas.
Ginny floated through her morning classes. When anyone asked her why she was in such a good mood, she would just smile and say something about the holidays. She ran into Luna in one of the loos, and noticed that she had antlers. “Who did you not want to kiss?” she asked out of curiosity.
“Oh, I’ve kissed anyone who asked,” Luna responded as she washed her hands.
“Then why do you have antlers?” Ginny asked in confusion.
“It’s my new hat. I saw Ron and Hermione with antlers the other day, and I thought they looked so sweet.”
Ginny watched as Luna pulled her hat off and fixed her hair. “Are you going to the Christmas dance with anyone?” Ginny asked just to make conversation.
Luna smiled. “I think I am. He just hasn’t asked me yet.”
Ginny frowned. “Oh, Luna, maybe you should just plan on going with friends, so you aren’t disappointed.”
“I won’t be disappointed if he doesn’t ask me, only if he asks someone else.”
Ginny watched Luna walk out of the loo, and realized that the girl occasionally made a lot of sense. After Ginny finished messing with her hair, she walked out of the loo, and was surprised to see Luna kissing Blaise under the mistletoe. People were stopping to watch, as Luna and Blaise appeared to be entering into a heavy snogging session. Ginny silently cheered, ‘Go Luna,’ as she walked by.
Blaise was totally flummoxed. He had never paid any attention to Luna Lovegood, until two days ago. He had been trapped under the mistletoe with her after a class, and he had honestly expected her to be a bit frigid. When she had kissed the hell out of him that first time, and then walked away with a secretive smile on her face, he had been totally surprised. Since then, he had run into her three or four times, and each time the kissing had become more intense. At the end of each kiss, she would just smile that otherworldly smile at him, and walk away without a backward glance.
At lunch, he was sitting next to Draco, when he felt someone looking at him. He searched the room, and found Luna smiling at him. He smiled back, before he realized what he was doing. He watched as Luna looked at something on the wall, and then looked back at him, before she turned back around to her lunch. Blaise looked to see what she had been studying, and realized that it was a poster for the Christmas dance the next day. He wondered who she might be going with.
Ginny watched the interaction between Blaise and Luna, and for the first time realized that Luna probably really did belong in Ravenclaw. She watched as Blaise’s eyes kept going to the poster and then over to Luna. She wondered how long it would take him to ask her to the dance.
Draco was irritated when he saw Ginny looking at Blaise. Then he realized that he was watching Blaise look at the dance poster and then at the Ravenclaw table. Finally he asked, “Who are you looking at?”
Blaise scowled. “Never mind, it is ridiculous.”
Draco smirked. “Is it as ridiculous as me and Weasley?”
Blaise smiled. “It might be worse.”
“Well for my amusement, or as an early Christmas present, why don’t you tell me who it is?”
Sighing, Blaise admitted. “I never even looked at her before, but she has been kissing the hell out of me for the past few days.” Taking a deep breath, he said, “It’s Luna.”
Draco stared at Blaise for a moment, and then he chuckled. “You’re right that is much more ridiculous than Ginny and I.”
Blaise glared at his friend and protested, “If you can get past the loony stuff, she is kind of hot.”
Draco smirked. “I am not going to judge you. I will ridicule you mercilessly at some later time, but now I think you should join me in the land of respectability and ask her to the dance.”
Blaise smiled. “Misery loves company?”
Draco nodded. “Something like that.”
Blaise took a deep breath and stood up. “No time like the present,” he muttered as he walked over to where Luna was sitting. He tapped her on the shoulder, and she turned around and smiled at him. “Luna, I was wondering if you would want to go to the Christmas dance with me?”
Luna’s smiled brightened. “I’d like that.”
Blaise smiled. “Why don’t I meet you by your Common Room door tomorrow at seven?”
Luna nodded. “That would be nice. I’ll see you then.”
Blaise turned to walk back to his table, and realized that the entire room was staring at him. He glared at those people who continued to stare, and then he walked back to his table.
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