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Dirty Magic	By : arianbrightside Category: Harry Potter > Slash - Male/Male > Harry/Draco Views: 5605 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
Disclaimer: I do not own Harry Potter, nor any of the characters from the books or movies. I do not make any money from the writing of this story.

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Harry left the prefect�s bathroom, feeling as if he�d just been dragged backwards through a hedge. He had no idea what had happened, or why it had happened, and he felt an overwhelming urge not to repeat it. He could still feel Draco on him, his arms around him, his lips on his lips�he wanted to see Ginny. He broke into a run.
Harry was just approaching the Fat Lady when the portrait was flung open from the inside (�Oooh!� shouted the Fat Lady), and Hermione leapt out, almost knocking him over in her haste.
�Harry! Where have you bee--aah!� Hermione exclaimed as Harry grabbed her by the shoulders.
�Where�s Ginny? Where is she?� he asked breathlessly, shaking Hermione.
�In the common room Harry, like a normal person. Stop shaking me. Where have you been?�
�In the bath. Thanks, Hermione.� Harry said and climbed through the portrait hole.
He scanned the room wildly, and spotted Ginny sitting on an armchair, obviously deep in conversation with fellow sixth year Colin Creevy, Harry�s Number One Fan. Fortunately, since his first year, Colin had gotten used to Harry�s presence, and was now able to talk to him without turning into a babbling idiot. Due to this, Harry had found his tolerance for Colin increasing as well.
�Hi Harry!� Colin said.
�Hello Colin.� He said. In a fluid movement, Harry had scooped Ginny up, seated himself where she had been, and placed her on his lap.
�Hello Gorgeous.� He said, kissing her.
She giggled. �Oh, Harry!�
�Want to go for a walk?� He asked her.
�You smell funny.� She said by way of a response.
OhDearGods. �I had a bath.�
She sniffed again. �Kind of musky.�
�A scented bath.�
Can she smell him on me??
�Oh, lovely.�
Ginny said. �Let�s walk.�
Harry caught Ron�s eye as he left the common room with Ginny, and was pleased to see Ron smile at him.
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Harry and Ginny strolled through the corridors, hand in hand and chatting idly.Harry had all but put Malfoy out of his mind until he and Ginny rounded a corner and spotted Malfoy, flanked as usual by Crabbe and Goyle, picking on a Gryffindor 3rd year.
�Ginny! This way!� Harry hissed, ducking back around the corner and pulling Ginny after him.
�Harry!� Ginny hissed back. �What are you doing?�
�Avoiding Malfoy.�
�Why?�
�Because I have absolutely NO desire to see him today.�
�Don�t be stupid, Harry.� Ginny said, stamping her foot on the ground. �That�s Myfanwy Wilde he�s picking on.� Ginny strode purposefully towards Malfoy and his goons, leaving Harry with naught to do but follow her and look angry.
�What do you think you�re doing, Malfoy?� Ginny demanded, hands on hips.
Draco Malfoy turned around, looking affronted.
�Oh, look. The little sixth year�s telling me off.� Malfoy said, crouching to address Ginny as if she were a three year old.
�Don�t patronise me.� Ginny said. �I�m not afraid of you.�
�Oh, newsflash! Ginny Weasley�s NOT afraid of me. Someone alert the press.� Draco drawled. Crabbe and Goyle sniggered.
�Stop it, Malfoy, or I�ll - � Harry trailed off, unsure what to say next.
�Or you�ll what, Potter?� Draco spat. �Hide behind your girlfriend like you are now? Be a man.�
�I am a man!� Harry shouted. �But obviously you�re not. What pathetic thrill do you get out of picking on people smaller than you?�
�Survival of the fittest, Potter.� Draco said importantly, sticking his chest out.
�You�re like a peacock, Malfoy. All show, no substance. Ginny, Myfanwy, we�re going.� He grabbed each girl by her elbow and led them away from the Slytherins.
�Are you okay, Myfanwy?� Harry asked.
�Y-yes. I�m fine.� She stammered slightly, obviously overwhelmed by the whole situation. �I�m sorry about what happened back there.��Don�t be. It�s not your fault that great bollocksing twat Malfoy needs to bully people to feel better about himself. Just try and stay out of his way next time, hey?�
�I will.� Myfanwy Alexander said. �Thanks Harry, thanks Ginny.� The small girl darted off outside, leaving the older Gryffindors alone again.
�Alone again, Harry.� Ginny said. �Where to now?�
�I�m not sure. Do you want to sit in the garden?�
�I�d much rather swing by the Room of Requirement.� Ginny said, squeezing Harry between the legs.
Harry gasped. �Okay, let�s do that.�
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Outside the Room of Requirement, Harry volunteered to pace past it three times before they entered. When he pushed the door open, Ginny was surprised to see the room was sparsely decorated. Harry was less surprised. In the room was a simple four poster bed, with no hangings and plain linen, a black couch with a few cushions thrown on it, and lighting provided by wall-mounted candelabras. It was not the most inviting room in the world, but certainly not the least.
Harry took Ginny by the hand, and led her into the room, shutting the door behind them. She perched herself on the bed, and Harry crossed the room to join her. Ginny pulled him onto the bed and kissed him passionately.
But Harry felt nothing as he kissed her back. His thought drifted back to Draco�s kiss not two hours earlier, and he began to notice how different Ginny felt against him compared to Malfoy. She was soft where Malfoy was hard. She was curved where Malfoy was flat. She touched him differently. Malfoy touched Harry like he knew what he was doing, with a confidence that Ginny didn�t have. Ginny seemed almost hesitant to touch him, like she was expecting Mrs Weasley to burst through the door at any second and tell her off.
�Why don�t you want to touch me, Harry?� he heard Ginny ask. Harry realised he was staring out into space, and opened his mouth to answer her, but found he had nothing to say.
�What�s wrong?� She asked again.
�I�m a little distracted, to be honest, Gin.� Harry said finally. �I�ve got a lot on my mind at the moment, and I�m not giving a great deal of thought to peripheral things.�
�You think I�m peripheral?� Ginny asked.
�Of course not! But with everything that�s going on, previously important things and people are unintentionally getting pushed aside.� Harry chose his words carefully. Too many times he�d offended Hermione by speaking his mind, and if he�d learned nothing else, it was to be careful when discussing matters of the heart with girls. He reached out and took Ginny�s hand. �I love you, Ginny, I really do. I�m going to put everything aside for you, for at least the rest of the day. Surely I owe you that much.�
Ginny smiled broadly. �I love you, Harry.� She said, and kissed him deeply again.
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The rest of Harry�s day with Ginny proceeded at a fair to middling rate. �Unforgettable� and �Mind-Blowing� were never going to be accurate descriptions of what happened, but Harry couldn�t deny the comfort he got from simply laying in her arms. But comfort, as precious to him as it was, couldn�t replace what he�d felt with Draco Malfoy - that was blistering lust, a feeling that Ginny Weasley had never inspired in him.
Authors Note: A bit of a boring bridging chapter here, dear readers. But stick with me, the next one is going to be an absolute doozy. Chapter title taken from Deep by Nine Inch Nails. Used without permission but with much gratitude.
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