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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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A/N: Ah, things are heating up. I had planned on this being longer, but that little sneak, Draco, decided he couldn't wait. Enjoy! and please review and let me know if you find any mistakes.

Chapter 4

It wasn't until she was on her way to Astronomy, that Ginny realized she left her book and essay in the library. She resolved to go back for them after class.

Draco was miffed. He hadn't seen Weaslette since lunch. After Potions ended, he decided to go see if she were in the library. Unfortunately, Pansy, Nott, and Blaise joined him when Draco told him where he was going.

So the four of them laughed and joked all the way to the library, where he saw a flash of red run through the door ahead of them. Draco groaned in his head. Just his luck that he finally found the girl and he couldn't talk to her, unless it was an insult, let alone trick her into his bed. Draco looked over his shoulder at Blaise, who was lagging behind the couple, and caught his eye. Blaise got this huge grin on his face. Suddenly, he grabbed Pansy, swung her around so that his back was to Nott and Draco, and he kissed her. Draco was stunned for a moment, then took his distraction and ran the rest of the corridor to the library.

Ginny searched and searched, looking for her book. She was coming up from looking under the table when she saw her luck evaporate completely. Bloody Malfoy was walking to her with a leering grin on his face.

“Looking for something, Weasley?” he asked casually, leaning a hip against the side of the table close to her. Ginny closed her eyes. Malfoy must have grabbed her things when she tore out of there. She hadn't wanted to stay a moment longer. He had kissed her! And clearly enjoyed it. But the worst was that Ginny enjoyed it, too. She opened her eyes, not wanting to relive the incident for the 20^th time since it happened.

After taking a deep breath, she said, “I may have left my Transfiguration book and essay lying around here when you accosted me, Malfoy. I don't suppose you have them?” Ginny narrowed her gaze on Malfoy, hoping he would just hand them over. No such luck.

His grin broadened, “I might. Tell me, Weaslette, what would you do to get them back? Or would you rather tell everyone that you misplaced them while snogging a certain enemy?” Ginny's eyes widened.

“It would ruin you, too, Malfoy! You foul, manipulating git! Give me back my things before you get us both in trouble!” the hair on the back of her neck raised in warning as Malfoy leaned in close to her.

With his lips barely touching hers, he whispered, “Tonight, meet me down the abandoned corridor in the dungeons. Midnight. Don't be late,” and then he kissed her again, but didn't deepen it. She could hear voices outside the library. Malfoy backed away with a sneer and walked to the door, where Pansy Parkinson, Blaise Zabini, and Theodore Nott and just entered. Zabini saw her first and grinned a lusty grin, but Pansy and Nott were too busy locking lips to notice. Malfoy looked back at her and winked.

Ginny wondered how she was going to get out of there, when Malfoy said he was starving, and walked right back out the library. The kissing couple managed to follow, and Zabini went last, pausing before he walked out, “I know what he's up to, and you should be careful not to be caught. He may not care what the others would do to him, but I do.” With that said, he left.

Ginny closed her eyes and sank down into a chair at the table. She buried her head in her arms. What was she going to do now? Malfoy wanted something from her, and if the kissing is any clue, it probably included a bed. Now Zabini is threatening her, when she wasn't even the one who started this nonsense. And now, she was pretty sure she wanted Malfoy to do more delicious thing to her body.

Before her mind could wander off, she heard more people enter the library. “Ginny? Are you okay?” it was Ron. Which meant the other footsteps were likely Hermione and Harry. Ginny raised her head, and let out a weak smile.“I'm fine. I'm just tired. I think I'm going to head back up to the dormitory,” Ron looked appeased, Hermione looked like she wanted to say something, but her eyes flickered, as if she was doing something she wasn't supposed to do. Harry looked at her with the strange, sad look on his face. Ginny got up and walked out of the library before he could say anything.

All these years, she's harbored a crush on Harry. She fancied herself in love with him. Now Malfoy wanted to do wicked things with her and she was feeling conflicted. She had wanted to save herself for Harry, but Malfoy was looking better and better. She remembered feeling the muscles in his back as he held on tight to her, and the strength in his arms.

She looked up when she heard voices and grinned suddenly. He feet had taken her to the great hall, and her stomach growled. Ginny decided to go eat, and not worry about Malfoy's plotting. Her eyes couldn't help but search for him at the Slytherin table. She found him, and he was staring at her intently. Ginny quickly looked away, and walked to the Gryffindor table, but she could feel his hot eyes following her.

Ginny lingered at the table as long as she could, wanting to avoid Malfoy. Willow wasn't there, and Ginny didn't want to risk him catching her alone again. Luckily, Malfoy left with his group of friends near the end of dinner. Ginny waited a few minutes before going also.

When she turned up a shortcut she thought she heard someone behind her. She turned around, but there was no one there. Then, she heard a noise in front of her, at the top of the staircase. The hair on her neck stood on end, and she rushed up the staircase. When she was almost to the top, a hand grabbed her wrist. She squeaked and jumped, nearly falling back down the stairs. The person who had grabbed her, pulled her down onto his lap to keep her from falling.

“Do you have any idea what you do to me, Weasley? There I was, going back to my common room, when I found myself blowing off my friends and instead I end up here, hoping you'd pass by,” his arms slid around her waist and pulled her flush against his body while he whispered in her ear. It was, of course, Draco bloody Malfoy.

“Please, let me go,” she whispered so quietly, she didn't think he would hear. He just chuckled. His hands were tracing her back, pressing her front into his chest. Her hands were trapped in between them. His lips found her's in the dark, and he began to ravish her again. She found herself kissing him back. When his hand wandered inside her robe, she stiffened. She could feel his smirk against her mouth. His other hand tangled in her hair and held her against his lips, as his other hand pulled her shirt loose from her skirt.

His hand finally touched her bare back and it felt like a shock. Her hips thrust against his, and he groaned into her mouth. His hand traced every inch of her back, making her writhe. Who knew such a thing could bring so much pleasure! His hand dipped below her skirt and knickers. Malfoy's hand caressed her bare bottom, then he grabbed and dug his nails into her arse. She gasped at the painful haze, that quickly developed into a harsh pleasure she'd never experienced before, then she moaned and ground her sex against Malfoy's, hoping to relieve the ache her was causing.

Draco knew if he continued, he'd take her right there in the secret stairway, but he couldn't stop. She responded so beautifully to the pain, that he nearly came right then. He moved his hand from her arse, slipping around to the front of her knickers. He pulled back from her, watching her, wanting to see her face when he touched her. With his other hand still in her hair, he slid his fingers to touch her clit. His fingers plucked at her clit and she flung her head back, moaning out loud and panting.

He forced her head back to his, and kissed her as he pushed his hand further down, aching to feel proof that she wanted him. Her knickers were soaked, and he moaned in pleasure. She bucked her hips, encouraging him to continue. He circled her entrance with one finger and she shuddered. She was having trouble keeping up the kiss, so he let her go to watch her again. Her face was flushed and her eyes bright as she twitched with every stroke. “Say my name, Ginny. Say it.” He said, and started to pull his hand away. She pressed against him, trying to keep him there, so he paused, with his hand resting on her mound.

“Draco, please, don't stop,” she gasped out. He pulled her back to kiss her again. Neither of them heard the gasp down the stairs.

Draco was about to slide his finger in her cunt, when he heard the signal from Blaise, a shrill whistle. Ginny heard and shot away from Draco. He closed his eyes from the near pain of losing her touch. He stood up and helped her to her feet. He was about to remind her to meet him, when the whistle came again. Instead he pressed her against the wall and kissed her harshly. Then. He left the staircase, joining Blaise as her walked down the corridor.

“Bloody hell, mate. I can smell her on you. Draco was struggling to bring his breath down to normal. Once he did, he asked Blaise what caused him to be interrupted. “Potter. I heard him cursing. He was under that invisibility cloak. That's when I gave the signal. You must have it bad, to risk getting caught like that, Drake,” Blaise said, with a worried look on his face.

“Sure. Look, I'm going for a walk. Clear my head. See you tomorrow.” Draco said, and walked off. He was headed to the abandoned corridor, to a room that Draco needed to prepare for Gi- Weaslette. Damn her! She's gotten in his head. The only way he could think to get her out was to fuck her senseless.

Ginny stood with her eyes closed, still pressed against the wall where Draco left her. She couldn't believe how brazen she'd acted. Letting him feel her up in a dark stairway. Her knees were still shaking. She had been on the verge of the greatest feeling in her life. Ginny continued up the stairs. She paused at the tapestry covering the opening, listening for any voices. After being assured no one was out there, she walked out and rushed back to the dormitory.

When she got there, Hermione and Ron were sitting alone near the fireplace. They looked up when she came in, as if waiting for someone, probably Harry. They exchanged glances. Ron stood up as if he were going to talk to Ginny, but she walked briskly up the girl's staircase. When she got to her shared room, she stripped into her pajamas, and pulled the curtains close around her bed. She gripped her wand under her pillow. She was frightened, but she didn't know of what.

After a few hours, the 5^th years girls came up and settled in for bed. Ginny was still wide awake, her hand still clamped around her wand. She was waiting til half past eleven, then sneaking out to find Draco.
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