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Dark Words for the Innocent	By : seinengel Category: Harry Potter > Het - Male/Female > Draco/Ginny Views: 14716 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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Chapter 3

Draco finished his lines, and couldn't help but wish he had another detention with Weaslette. The little chit was tense for the rest of detention. As he lounged in his bed, he though of what would have happened had Mcgonagall left the room. Draco could imagine her writhing under him, begging for more. Just as he was starting to get worked up, Blaise barged into Draco's room.

He was drunk again, but seemed happier. Blaise grinned at him and Draco smirked back. “Got them knickers untwisted, mate?” Draco asked. Glad he was only shirtless. Blaise didn't even blink at the Mark on his arm. He'd already seen it.

“A fine 6^th year named Poppy Mckenna. She may be a Hufflepuff, but man can she move her hips,” He started to go into details, but Draco stopped him.

“Oi, mate. I don't need to know that much. Besides, don't you want to know about my latest conquest?” and Draco told him about a certain red-head.

“Wait, the blood traitor?” he raised his eyebrows, “Ginny Weasley? Damn Drake, you must be suicidal, to go after that chit when she has the Golden Trio behind her,” Blaise seemed worried.

“So that's her name! I couldn't remember. Thanks, mate. And yeah. She has the nicest arse I've seen. Besides, she's a force to reckon with, and having that tied to my bed would be the sweetest sight,” Draco's eyes closed as he imagined her in his bed.

“Draco!” Blaise shouted. He must have said his name a few times.

“Hmm? Must have drifted off. I'm tired, how bout you get out of my room so I can sleep,” Draco said, not bothering to hide his irritation at being interrupted in his fantasy.

“Yeah, sure. Sleep, Draco. And dream of a blood traitor,” Blaise said, and left before Draco could retort. Draco shrugged. No sense in worrying about him. Draco pulled his pants off without getting off the bed and rolled under the Slytherin green covers. He did dream of Weasley, but it was dark and twisted and he woke up multiple times that night covered in sweat and breathing hard.

Ginny rolled over again. She couldn't sleep. She was too agitated over that stupid prat. She tried think of a new spell to use especially on Malfoy. How dare he touch her! What was he playing at? Then she remembered the chills she got and the way her stomach tightened as his hand slid up her thigh. Ginny flipped over on her back and stared at the ceiling. She was going to do everything she could to avoid him for the rest of the year.

The next morning, as Ginny was headed down to breakfast with Willow Akins, a fellow Gryffindor in her year, she felt like she was being followed. She looked behind her, and saw a certain blond haired fellow walking not 10 feet behind them. Deciding to ignore him, she continued talking with Willow all the way to the great hall.

Draco brushed against her as the walked through the door, and she stumbled. Willow caught her arm and they both glared at Malfoy. He ignored them, and went to sit down at the Slytherin table. As the girls sat down, Ginny looked over at him, to find him watching her. Draco winked and had a disturbing glint in his eyes. Ginny looked away, not wanting to know what he was thinking.

Ginny left breakfast with a group of Gryffindors and Ravenclaws in her year headed for Herbology. They were studying Fanged Geraniums today. She knew they would be on the O.W.L.s from Harry, but the still weren't pleasant plants to deal with.

As Professor Sprout told the about Fanged Geraniums, Ginny told Willow about Malfoy. “He didn't! But he hates, well, our side. You're a blood traitor to them. He must be trying to trick into doing something humiliating,” Willow said. At this point the professor had splint them into groups of three to care for baby Fanged Geraniums, who's fangs were just coming in. They had to rub a numbing agent on their gums to soothe them. Luna joined Ginny and Willow.

“What, by falling into his bed? I would never!” Ginny exclaimed. “Ouch!” she shook her hand. Their plant already had a few very sharp fangs. A drop of blood welled up, and Ginny stuck her finger in her mouth.

“I suppose. But how in the world would he succeed? I mean, to honestly think you would ever want a pompous git like that. He must have been hit with a confundus charm,” Willow replied While trying to stick some of the numbing gel into the Fanged Geranium's mouth with a long stick. After Ginny's attempt, the thing had decided it did not like the gel, and spit the stick back at Willow.

“Who are you talking about?” Luna asked, taking a hold of the plant's head so Ginny could force some gel into it's mouth with Willow's fallen stick.

“Malfoy” Willow answered. Finally they got the gel on the monstrous plant's gums, and the plant made an odd humming sound as the gel numbed it's aching teeth.

“Perhaps he has some wrackspurts haunting him,” Luna suggested dazedly as they rested against the table they were working at. “Or maybe he really like you,” She added. Ginny and Willow, who had rolled their eyes at the wrackspurt comment, were now looking at Luna as if she were crazy.

“This is Draco bloody Malfoy we're talking about. He could never!” Ginny nearly yelled. Some of their classmates looked over when she raised her voice.

Willow leaned closer and whispered, “Are we so sure about that?” with a serious look focused on Ginny. Luna was looking out the window, and didn't hear her. Ginny's eyes went wide. She had no answer for that thought. Of all the scenarios for Malfoy's plotting, she never considered him actually wanting her. Just then, the bell rang, and everyone began to shuffle out of the greenhouse. Ginny and Willow headed to Double Charms for more study on colour change charms, while Luna headed to DADA.

Ginny decided to skip lunch and head to the library to catch up on an essay for Transfiguration about Vanishing spells. When she got there, a few 7^th year Ravenclaws were studying at one table. Ginny didn't see Madam Pince, but she was sure the frantic librarian was about.

Ginny set her bag on a table closest to the Transfiguration section, and went to the bookcase to find the book Professor Mcgonagall mentions for more information. Sitting back down at the table, she pulled out her half done essay and flipped through the book.

Draco noticed Weaslette wasn't at lunch, and decided to skip it, in hopes he would find her alone somewhere. He walked to the library, and nearly shouted in triumph when he spotted her at a table alone. There were some pesky Ravenclaws, but he wasn't worried about them. They have their noses shoved so far into their books, he could dance naked on their table and they wouldn't notice.

He walked over and smoothly sat down across from Weasley. Madam Pince reappeared from the forbidden section just then, so he dug out some parchment, ink and a quill to look busy. When he set the ink jar down on the tale, Weaslette finally noticed him. Her eyes went wide and she went to say something to him, but Madam Pince walked by her table eying the book Weasley was studying from, and she clamped her mouth shut.

Draco smirked. She settled for glaring at him, and instead of probably insulting him, she went back to her essay. Draco had started to write a few things down about a potions essay Snape had assigned, when Weaslette got up with the book and went to put it back. Draco quietly followed her.

She was reaching for a book on a shelf above her head. Draco saw this as a good opportunity. He walked up behind her, pressing into her body and trapping her in between him and the shelf. She stiffened and tried to push away from the bookshelf, but Draco was stronger that her. He put his hands on her waist and slid them up her body.

“Stop it, Malfoy! What do you think you're doing!” she whispered frantically. She tried to pull his hands from her body. He pulled one hand from her grip to move her hair and she felt his lips brush her neck.

“This, Weaslette. This is what I'm doing,” he whispered against her ear, making her shudder and turned her around. He trapped her legs between his, and grabbed her hands before she could hit him or push him away.

Ginny stared at him. She tried to look for Madam Pince, but she was nowhere in sight. She couldn't see the Ravenclaws from this section. Malfoy leaned in and brushed his lips on her cheek. He went from her ear, to the edge of her lips and back again. She couldn't help another shudder that wracked her betraying body. She could feel his smirk against her cheek.

He sucked her earlobe between his lips, and Ginny nearly moaned out loud in pleasure. He bit down gently, and she closed her eyes. Another shudder went through her body. He pulled back from her ear, and before she opened her eyes, he kissed her. Ginny's flew open and watched him as he moved his lips against hers, and she refused to participate. Malfoy licked her bottom lip and sucked it into his mouth as he did her earlobe. Her eyes fluttered closed. He took advantage of her lapse in concentration and slipped his tongue in between her lips. He invaded her mouth and stroked her tongue, encouraging her to play with him. Ginny kissed him back.

She barely noticed his hands releasing hers. He slid his hands around to her back, one grabbing her bottom and grinding his erection against her, and the other gripping her head, holding her mouth against his. She arched against him and wrapped her arms around his back, gripping his shoulders. He groaned out loud, and she whimpered. Then a crash came from the Ravenclaw's table as one of them dropped a book with a curse, and Ginny and Malfoy jumped apart.

They both stared at each other, breathing heavily. Ginny could see his lips glistening and took a step forward to continue kissing him before she snapped out of it. She jerked back and ran to grab her bag and rush out of the library.

Draco stayed against the shelf. He slid down until he was crouched against the ground. He touched his lips in shock. He closed his eyes as he remember the way she trust back against him. Draco groaned quietly in frustration. He was throbbing and burning all over. He rubbed the main source of his pain to try and find some relief and nearly came in his pants.

Draco stood up, and making sure his obvious erection was covered by his robes, went to collect his bag. There he saw the perfect opportunity to get the girl in his bed as soon as possible. She had forgotten her essay and transfiguration book. He slipped them both into his bag and went to the great hall to grab a bite to eat before his next class. Weasley had to come out of that dormitory eventually, and then he'll have her right where he wants her.

A/N: This chapter was real entertaining to write. I hope you find it as fun as I did. Please review, I'd love to know what you all think, and if any of you spot a mistake, let me know. Also, thanks to all those who rated my story! I'm so glad you liked it :)

And just a warning to those who may be squeamish bout such things, there will be pain, and possibly blood. My version of Draco can get a bit rough ;) Enjoy!
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