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Secret Affair: Love and Despair	By : InuOniShi Category: Harry Potter > Het - Male/Female > Draco/Ginny Views: 11033 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 1
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Secret Affair: Love and Despair

Chapter 5: Taking the Next Step

“Wonder what it will be this time,” Ginny whispered thoughtfully.

“The meadow yesterday was wonderful,” Xavia smiled.

“It truly was. The flowers were so beautiful. Though, the wall through the center, separating us, kind of killed the scene,” she giggled.

“Yeah, but it was needed.”

The doors appeared and Xavia pulled them open allowing the redhead to enter first. Ginny stopped after a couple steps, staring in awe around the room that vaguely resembled their common room. Blaise was lounging on a plush soft brown couch in front of a lit fireplace. Draco lay on the floor between the coffee table and the fire, his body sprawled out in a relaxed manor. It seemed as if they were both sleeping peacefully. On either side of the room were two doors. One labelled 'DG' and the other 'BX'.

Ginny was brought back to herself when Xavia bumped into her. Her friend gave her an apologetic smile before stepping around her and seating herself on the coffee table.

“Hey boys,” Ginny followed her over, sitting next to Xavia, facing Draco.

A single grey eye lazily cracked open, “it's about time you got here.”

“We had potions,” she scowled.

“They are only ten minutes late,” Blaise rolled his eyes.

“Aw, are you two that eager to see us,” Xavia gushed.

“If you have forgotten, it's Friday and since you both promised Colin to spend the weekends with him, we probably won't see you tomorrow,” Draco scowled.

“Jealous, Malfoy,” Ginny snickered.

“It's unbecoming of you,” Xavia teased.

“I am not jealous,” he hissed between his teeth.

“There really is nothing to be jealous about when it comes to Creevey,” Blaise smirked, “after all, he is like a brother, right?”

“Yep,” the two girls cheerily agreed.

“Oh,” Ginny reached into her robes and pulled out a stack of pictures, “Colin took a bunch of extras, I thought you guys might like to see.”

“Gin,” Xavia glared hotly, “why must you do this to me?”

“Stop being such a drama queen,” she shook her head.

Eagerly the boys took the pictures and flipped through them. There were all kinds, some even had Colin in them. The first few were of Ginny and Xavia in swimming suits, swimming, laughing and running around the pool as if they were trying to escaped Colin. The next were from Sunday, they had decided to conjure a practice field and play Quidditch. The girls were flying around and every now and again attempting to kick each other off their brooms. Some were of the girls victory dancing when they actually made a shot. Draco's favourite was the picture of Ginny holding Colin in a headlock, musing his hair with relentless fingers.

“He had it coming,” Ginny laughed, “he kept trying to cheat by landing and running the quaffle to the goal.”

“We showed him though,” Xavia boasted proudly, “we totally won!”

The boys rolled their eyes, “did you play fairly?”

“What, of course,” she gasped dramaticly.

Ginny smiled, “if attempting to dismount your opposite is fair play.”

“Or mid-air body slamming,” Xavia hummed.

“and a few well aimed punches.”

“That sounds about right” Draco smirked, earning himself a soft smack from Ginny.

“Even us Gryffindors aren't afraid to play dirty,” she chided.

“I'm more then aware of this,” Blaise chuckled.

Xavia shook her head and sighed, “you are such a pain.”

“And yet,” Draco drawled, “you are still here.”

“If she goes, I go,” Ginny pointed out.

“Wouldn't want that, now would we,” Blaise laughed.

“Alright, alright,” Xavia stood and headed from the room clearly marked for her and Blaise, “time is wasting and I have a lot of homework to finish.”

“If you would stop trying to one up Hermione,” Ginny grinned, “you wouldn't have so many classes and be swamped with homework all the time.”

The girl flushed, “so I'm a nerd, no need to make fun of me for it.”

Laughter erupted from her friends, with a dramatic huff she entered the side room. Blaise quickly bid his friends a fair the well and followed her. Before the door closed all the way Ginny got a good peak at the room inside. It was beautiful, all light blues and whites. It looked like the bedroom was the sky and the bed, high off the floor, was a beautiful soft cloud. Her eyes widened in realization, if their room contained a bed then obviously the one meant for her and Draco to share did too.

She shivered in anticipation and fear. The heaviness of the situation settled on her shoulders. Silence filled the room even as Draco lazily stood from his spot on the floor. His words from over a week ago echoed in her mind, 'I'm not so uncouth that I would deny a virgin her first time in a bed.' She couldn't say she hadn't considered the possibility of having sex with Draco. Like Xavia had warned her, their snogs became more heated, more needy, and even more desperate. Her best friend had warned her to slow it down, spread out their meetings, as it was only a matter of time before they crossed that line, like she had with Blaise.

Despite her obvious warnings, Ginny couldn't stop seeing Draco. A part of her wanted him so badly that she was willing to throw caution to the wind and allow the meetings to continue regularly. The other half of her was afraid. Afraid of what will happen after she had given herself to Draco. There was to many unknowns between them to know what would happen afterwards. Even more so, she didn't want to stop meeting with Draco and her biggest fear was him losing interest once he had her. She craved their meetings far to much, growing addicted to the feelings only his skilled hands had ever given her.

She blinked and startled when her eyes focused on the large pale hand in front of her. Looking up she found herself staring directly into stormy grey eyes. A perfect eyebrow was arched over the right one, and a question was settled on his face, spoken without words. He had caught her zoning out and was wondering what she was thinking about. Instead of answering, she laid her smaller palm against his and allowed him to pull her up from the table and into their designated room. She didn't want him to know of her doubts or second guessing. He might just take it upon himself to decide for her and she wasn't sure what he would pick.

Chocolate brown eyes roamed over the room. It looked like a forest. The walls were covered in beautifully painted pine trees, the floor looked like grass with soft patches of brown for dirt . She could hardly see the bed as it was built into the floor, making the top look like nothing more then apart of the rest of the floor, but the slight wrinkles in the light green sheets and two small bulges of the pillows gave it away.

“Wow,” she whispered in awe, “it's like we are truly outside.”

“The magic contained by this room is unlike anything I've ever seen before,” Draco gave her a soft smile, “it can do some pretty amazing things.”

He let go of her and took a cross legged seat on the bed. Reaching over he patted the soft fabric beside him. All of her earlier thoughts vanished from her mind, what would happen would happen. Xavia told her to do what made her happy, she would, and would do so without regret. She sat down marvelling at the pure fluffiness of the bed, the silk sheets rubbed against her bare legs causing goosebumps wherever it touched.

“Blaise was the one that wanted bedrooms. He said that the only place they have been able to meet since their tryst started was in that classroom. He really just wanted a bed for a change,” Draco smirked, “I can't blame him, those chairs and desks are way to hard for comfort.”

Ginny's cheeks turned pink, “yeah they are a bit uncomfortable, but... they didn't seem to mind.”

“Is that how you found out about them? Walking in on them,” Draco teased.

“It was... an accident,” her blush deepened causing his eyes to widened in shock.

He hadn't actually expected that. He was just honestly teasing, but it seemed to make sense. Talking about their two friends always seemed to make her blush, especially when they were talking about something that hinted at their sex life. He had thought it was simply because she was a virgin and not comfortable with talking about sexual things.

“That is one way to find out that your friend is shagging one of your old enemies,” Draco snickered.

“It wasn't funny,” Ginny snapped, “I was so upset and hurt. She had lied to me about where she was running to in the evenings and during free hour. Plus, to find out she was cheating on her boyfriend with a Slytherin of all things was the biggest shock of my life. To make matters worse it just had to be your best friend!”

“And here you are,” Draco leaned forward and purred into her ear, “doing the same thing with the Prince of Slytherin.”

A shiver ran down her spine, “I was so angry at her for what she was doing. But, now I understand and I realized what she meant by not being able to help herself.”

“Are you as addicted to me as I am to you, Weasley,” his voice filled with a husky quality flooding her body with warmth.

His lips connected to the sensitive spot of skin above her pulse point drawing out a wanton moan, “yes.”

A sultry smile spread across his face. He loved the effect he had on Ginny as she had the same effect on him. Gently he encouraged her to lie on her back. Draco lowered himself slowly, allowing her ample time to push him away if she felt uncomfortable. Her arms came around his neck, her fingers buried themselves in his silky blonde hair. With a soft tug she pulled him down to her and covered his lips with her own.

Their tongues brushed sensually together, exploring each other's mouth as if they had never done so before. Settling all his weight onto his left arm, he pushed his right hand up under the fabric of her shirt. She gasped into his mouth, his fingertips left trails of fire under her skin as they roamed over her stomach. Draco felt himself growing hard in his want for her only to completely stiffen when she moaned and arched her back as his fingers brushed her bra clad breasts.

In a swift flick the clasp in the valley of her breasts came undone and the material slipped to the side giving him access to her perky mounds. His large hand cupped the ample flesh and pinched the small pink bud between his fore and middle finger. Her head fell back, offering her neck to him as she cried out her joy. He licked from her jawline to her collar bone, placing a kiss at the bottom of the trail he pulled back.

Ginny cracked an eye open, unsure of why he had stopped. Her breath caught in her throat at the look in his eyes. She couldn't place what it was, but it sparked a different kind of warmth inside her. Placing her hands down on the bed she pushed herself up to lean on her elbows. She kissed him softly, attempting to bring him out of whatever daze he was in.

Draco blinked coming back to the world, in a strained lust filled tone he said, “if we keep going, I won't be able to stop.”

Her thoughts from earlier came back. He had always pulled away in the classroom when things got too heated, refusing to take her on a desk, but here his gentlemen-like morals wouldn't be compromised. She had known that he wanted her in this way. He had never kept it a secret. She couldn't deny that she wanted to share in this experience with him. There wasn't a single part of her that wanted to say no. She wanted him, he wanted her, and there would be no regrets.

“I'm not asking you to stop,” Ginny whispered.

His eyes widened, “are you sure?”

“Yes,” she smiled brightly at him, “I'm sure.”

Using her position to his advantage, he tugged her shirt and bra over her head. The cool air of the room brushing against her breasts made her nervous, but she didn't cover herself. Instead she laid back down and allowed his eyes to roam over her body. His lips returned to their previous spot on her neck and began trailing down. Her breath hitched stopping the moan in her throat as his lips opened around her nipple, sucking the bud into his mouth. His hot tongue brushed against the soft skin sending shivers of pleasure down her spine.

His left hand cupped her other breast, pinching and rolling the other nipple between his fingers. Her back arched lifting her hips up to meet his. They both hissed at the friction caused by the action. Unable to keep her hands still, she slipped them under his shirt, forcing the material to bunch up around his chest while her fingers gently traces and scratched softly at his skin. He groaned in pleasure. She pushed him up and quickly yanked the fabric completely off his body.

He returned to her breasts, latching his mouth to her left nipple and bringing up his right hand to play with her right breast. The heat built higher and higher making them both frantic and needy. Satisfied with his thorough loving of her breasts, he kissed slowly down her stomach. Her hands gripped his shoulders in anticipation, her breathing laboured coming out in pants. He smirked against her skin allowing his hands to slowly undo her skirt. She gasped in shock when the cold air hit her center.

Automatically her legs closed and a blush sprouted on her face spreading all the way down to the top of her breasts. Giving her a reassuring smile he gently pried her legs apart. He was surprised to find that she was completely shaved. Her blush darkened and her eyes snapped shut in embarrassment. Chuckling, he leaned down and drew in a breath though his nose. His erection tightened painfully against the material of his pants causing him to groan in pain.

Ignoring his body, he removed the little space between him and his goal. His tongue darted out and traced the pink folds. Ginny took in a shuttering breath that turned into a low moan when he brushed the sensitive bundle of nerves. Licking, sucking and gently nipping, he rejoiced in all of the moans and mewls he caused to spill from her. He pulled away, denying her, her rapture from his tongue. As quick as he could he pulled his pants and underwear from his body.

Ginny's jaw dropped when she saw his body. His body perfectly muscled, his pecks and four pack rippled with every move he made. As her eyes finally found the courage to travel below his navel, they widened and her mouth went dry. His erection stood proudly, it was only one inch shy of meeting his navel and the girth was wider then she believed possible. Virginal nerves caught up with her as he returned to his position over her.

“Relax,” he whispered softly, his lips brushing against her ear.

She gasped and wrapped her arms tightly around his shoulder in fear when the tip of him brushed against her center. When he didn't immediately move she breathed a sigh of relief and relaxed against him. Whispering under his breath, he brushed his hand against her abdomen. Ginny felt a tingle of magic surge through her body confirming the contraception charm was in place. He kissed her neck, drawing her attention away from her lower half. Agonizingly slow he pushed in. Ginny shifted at the uncomfortable feeling of being stretched. Draco moaned at the feel of her hot velvet walls contracting and relaxing against him, pulling him in. He stilled when he felt the barrier that was attempting to keep him out.

Ginny stiffened under him and whimpered in uncertainty, “Draco?”

Shivers danced down his spine at the sound of his name coming from her lips, “I'm sorry, Ginny.”

Before she could ask him what he meant, he slammed forward impaling himself completely into her and tearing past the thin veil of tissue. She cried out, her legs wrapping around him and tightened along with her arms. She shook in shock from the pain. Her hold on him tightened for a minute before she relaxed, breathing shakily.

“I'm sorry,” Draco murmured a second time, trailing his kisses up to claim her lips.

She kissed him back, letting her body get used to being invaded. She felt full, complete, and it felt so good and so right. The last of the pain finally faded and she loosened her legs. Gaining courage she pulled her hips away from him, shuddering at the sudden feel of pure pleasure, and gently bucked back up engulfing him completely in her heat. His eyes fell closed and he hissed through clinched teeth. Her walls felt amazing and inviting, begging him to take his pleasures from her. Taking her move as acceptance, he started with slow deep thrusts.

“Draco,” Ginny gasped, her back arched and her fingers dug into skin, clinging to him in desperation.

“Ginny,” he groaned.

He waited as long as he could before he picked up his pace, slamming into her as her hips arched up to meet his thrusts. Her cries of ecstasy grew in intensity and he knew she was growing just as close to her peak as he was. He sealed her mouth with his own, pushing his tongue in to entangle with her's. As their tongues danced, her hands wondered down his back. The muscles twitched and bunched as she teased his damp skin.

Her hands stopped in their tracks in the middle of his back, the pleasure built so fully in her body she couldn't concentrate. The dam holding the heat in her center broke and flooded her entire being. Draco's name ripped from her lips as her body spasmed in pure bliss. Her walls tightened around Draco and drew him to follow her into ecstasy. He whispered her name against her neck as her body milked him of his essence.

He gently collapsed against her, resting his head above her heart. Ginny tightened her grip on his back and held him close. She smiled happily as they slowly regained their breath. He shifted and laid down beside her, pulling her against him. She snuggled closer and sighed in contentment. Neither were sure how long they laid there, simply soaking in each other's presences and basking in their completion.

“We should get going,” Ginny breathed against his neck.

“Yeah,” Draco glanced at the clock, “it's seven fifteen.”

They untangled themselves from each other and proceeded to dress. Just as she finished zipping up her skirt, Draco pulled her against him and kissed her deeply. She soaked in the attention before they pulled away and headed into the main room. Blaise and Xavia were both dressed and snuggled up on the couch with lips locked. Draco cleared his throat to gain their attention. They pulled apart, both smiling brightly.

“Ready to go,” Xavia asked the blushing redhead.

“Yeah,” she nodded almost shyly.

“Is Monday night good for you guys,” Blaise looked at the girl next to him and then to the one standing next to his best friend.

“That works,” Ginny stated, “I don't have anything planned.”

“Monday it is,” Xavia stood, pulling the dark skinned boy with her.

The four left the room and split up, making their way back to their respective common rooms.

~~~£~~~

“You have been oddly quiet,” Blaise commented, sitting down on his bed.

Draco glanced around their dorm room nervously, making sure no one was around before saying, “you were right.”

“I was right about what?”

“That Ginny and I would go that far.”

His obsidian orbs widened in realization, “what will you do?”

“What can I do,” he shot a hard look toward the dark boy, “she is a Weasley and a Gryffindor. She loves her family more than herself, no matter what, I am not an option for her.”

“Will you continue to see her?”

Draco angrily ran his fingers through his hair, tugging hard at the locks, “how the hell can I stop now? I blame you for this, Blaise.”

“Me? What the hell did I do,” he hissed.

“You didn't warn me enough,” he snarled, “you felt the same way for Johnston! Why didn't you warn me what these feelings I felt were? Why didn't you stop me?!”

Blaise held his hands up, “calm down, Draco! There is no use getting angry at me! I told you my story, I told you how I felt. You were the one that didn't listen well enough! Don't you dare pin this on me. I didn't want this for you. It's not like we haven't had a hard enough life as it is.”

“What do I do,” his shoulders sagged in his defeat.

“Woo her,” the dark boy grinned, “try to win over her affect and love. It's all we can do. Is try and hope. Besides, it's only one year of our life. After this, unless we win them over, we probably won't ever see them again. So, spending the next year trying to woo them can't hurt.”

“I've never had to woo a girl before,” Draco glared at him.

“Ginny isn't just some girl,” Blaise said pointedly.

The blonde nodded in agreement. No other had made him feel the way she made him feel. She set him ablaze with her voice, touch and kisses. She brought him to a higher peak then he had ever known. His heart felt emotions he had never known were possible. All because of her. All because of a petite, freckled covered, redhead. The one and very same girl that he had tormented for six years, turned out to be the one he craved and wanted the most. Karma truly was a bitch.

“How do you make up for years of torment,” he sighed, “how do I get her to see that I never truly meant the harsh words I said to and about her? How did you make it up to Johnston?”

Blaise shrugged, “when we started seeing each other, it was like the slate was wiped clean. We acted as if we just met, getting to know each other and letting go of the past. She understands about how I was raised and why I did the things I did and do the things I do. She accepts that this is a part of me because of how my parents raised me. While it annoys her a lot, she forgives me and over looks it.”

“So you are telling me to tell Ginny everything?”

“You have to trust her for her to trust you.”

“What if she grows angry or embarrassed of me and tells my story to spite me?”

“Ginny would never do that to someone who trusts her. It doesn't hurt to at least try.”

“I guess I have no choice,” Draco fell backwards onto his bed, staring up at the ceiling thoughtfully.

“Remember,” Blaise commented as he slipped under the blankets, “you have to tell her everything. You have to let her see the true you. She has to truly understand and love you if she is going to go against her whole house and family to be with you. So, you can't leave any seeds of doubt in her mind or she will never pick you.”

~~~£~~~

Ginny stared down at her homework, the words blurred and her mind far away. She wanted so desperately to speak with Xavia, but the blonde was busy studying with Colin. The two were laughing and shoving each other while they talked about what they weren't understanding in class. Every now and again they would glance at her with a look of concern. She wanted to just tell them, but she knew Colin couldn't know yet. So she had to wait until he went to bed. It was well after eleven when Colin finally dragged himself up the stairs and to his dorm room.

“Let's go upstairs, we can silence my curtains,” Xavia held out her hand and helped Ginny from the couch.

“How did...”

“You weren't paying attention to your work, you were staring at Colin and I, but you weren't actually looking at us.”

“Oh,” she blushed and allowed her friend to lead her to her bed.

The curtains were pulled around them and silenced, “alright, what's going on?”

“Draco and I... we... had sex,” Ginny whispered.

Xavia's eyes widened in surprise, “well, that's certainly big news.”

“He was so gentle and sweet. It was amazing,” she breathed in awe at the memories.

“I'm glad he was good to you. I always knew he was a gentleman deep down inside.”

“Why didn't you warn me it would be so painful,” Ginny asked, curiously.

“I guess it slipped my mind,” Xavia rubbed the back of her neck, “it's only that painful during the first time when the hymen breaks. Next time there shouldn't be any pain, unless you aren't fully healed yet. But, that shouldn't be an issue for you since we won't be seeing them till Monday.”

“Oh Merlin.”

“What's wrong?”

“He... we... I... I'm not a virgin! What if Harry wants to have sex and he realizes I'm not a virgin,” Ginny panicked.

Xavia laughed, “calm down, Gin. I doubt Harry knows. After all, with everything he has had on his shoulders he hasn't had much time to be a teen and I don't think he is in any way as perverted as most of the boys around school. I think it's safe to assume he won't notice and think it's normal. After all he is a virgin.”

“You are right,” she sighed, “but what if...”

“Don't worry about it until it comes up, other wise you will live in fear of your own shadow and more than likely for nothing.”

“What do I do?”

“What do you mean?”

“How do I act around him,” Ginny glanced up at her, “I mean, does this change anything?”

“It does change things, but for the better,” Xavia grinned, “just be yourself. You don't have to change for him. I didn't change for Blaise. The sex simply brought us closer and allowed us to be more comfortable with each other.”

“I thought,” she paused for a second, “I thought that if I went this far with Draco that I would feel guilty and hate myself for letting it go this far. But, it felt right. I don't hate myself, I don't regret it, but I do feel bad. Harry will be crushed if he finds out. I want to tell him... but at the same time I never want him to find out. I don't want to end what I have with Draco.”

“The exact same way I feel when it comes to Blaise,” Xavia smiled softly, “the only thing we can do, is just let things happen how they will. Everything will work out in the end, one way or another.”
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