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The Best Christmas Ever!	By : danator Category: Harry Potter > Het - Male/Female > Draco/Ginny Views: 5948 -:- 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.

Chapter List
- 1-The Best Christmas Ever!
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This was written for my roommate Mary, who requested the following:
-Naughty non-virgin Hermione
-A threesome
-Naughty Draco (no sudden change of heart or falling in love)
-Slytherin pride
-More Snape (this last request came from my boyfriend, who has joined me in the spiral descent into smut)

Obviously, I own nothing.
I hit some major writers block having never written a threesome before, any advice would be welcome. Thanks!

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THE BEST CHRISTMAS EVER
Ginny fell asleep in Draco's arms, nuzzled close to his warm chest. She awoke with her first ever hangover, which she took as a blessing because it distracted her from the throbbing pain between her legs. She dressed quietly and snuck back to Gryffindor tower.

During a long shower she thought about the night before.

It's true, I never imagined.. anything like that happening with Draco Malfoy. But I wouldn't complain if it happened again.. hmm.

In truth Ginny still was recovering from her akward and sudden breakup with Seamus, and this seemed like a healthy transition. Something not too serious where she could learn a little. Although she knew she would never be able to initiate anything, she knew if Draco ever cornered her she would eagerly give in to any of his demands.

Draco awoke alone and shivering- he smiled.

So Granger had been true to her word.

Not faced with the prospect of an uncomfortable goodbye Draco trudged back to his quarters.

He spent the morning sprawled in his bed, rethinking the night before. Well this was an unexpected turn to his senior year. Now the only hard part would be getting Weasley alone again�,

It took Ginny and Draco half of the day before they realized it was Christmas. Ginny discovered her presents under the tree in the Gryfindor common room. She wondered why they weren't on the foot of her bed, and she flushed when she realized that perhaps whatever force delivered them couldn't find her the night before.

She silently thanked her luck that she hadn't woken up with Draco smothered under a pile of presents.

As she unwrapped her haul she didn't come across anything special. Her mother had made her sweater in a really rather striking shade of blue this year, she supposed to compliment her complexion. Unlike Ron she had stopped getting a dorky monogram years ago, instead her mother had used a shimmering color changing thread on the cuffs and along the hem that gave the entire sweater a slight motion. It gave both the impression of being extremely cool, and gave the onlooker a slight feeling of seasickness at the same time.

Ginny also found some generic sweets from Harry and an assortment of scrunchies from Ron. This confirmed Ginny's assumption that Ron had literally no idea what possibly went on inside a witch's head.

Hermione went above and beyond this year and had given Ginny a poster of the Italian Quiddich Team. In the past year Ginny had developed a rather intense fascination with the dark and brooding members who seemed to have a never-ending supply of machismo.

(Ginny knew that Ron and Harry usually complained about Hermione's gifts but she was of the impression that the gender divide always caused all of them to have a hard time finding personal gifts that weren't �too- personal).

Once the last present was unwrapped Ginny basked in the center of the pile of wrappings she had scattered. She missed Ron Harry and Hermione but was glad to have a few days to sort her thoughts. She fell asleep right there on the ground in front of the fire, blissfully eyeing her new poster.

She awoke with a start to the sound of insistent tapping. She sat bolt upright and peered around the common room looking for the source of the noise that had roused her from her blissful sleep.

Malfoy's eagle owl was perched outside the snowy window pane. Ginny rushed over and threw open the window. The bird swooped inside and dropped a small rectangular package nimbly into her outstretched hand. Ginny struggled not to drop the parcel as she watched the owl exit, she shut the window behind it.

The package was wrapped in shiny dark brown paper . Ginny peeled back the slick paper and opened the fancy box beneath it. She gasped as she looked down at a perfect pair of green and silver knickers, with a matching bra. It was perfectly suited to her, not too many bells and whistles but with a hint of femininity. She blushed. There was no card. She didn't need one.

Draco wasn't sure if his overture would be misunderstood. He had a sneaking suspicion that Weasley's lingere collection was nonexistent, considering the shabby state of the majority of his clothes.

He wanted to thank her for letting him be her first. And he wanted to have something nice to look at if he had the extreme luck of seeing her out of her robes again. Plus he was very turned on at the idea of dressing the staunch Gryffindor in Slytherins colors.

Draco's heart began to pound just imagining Weasley's taught little body wearing nothing but the underwear that HE sent her. He could imagine her opening it right now, fingering the soft material and steeling herself to put it on. He wondered if she'd ever be brave enough to let him see her in it.

"Draco?"

Draco whirled around. Ginny was standing in the entrance to the common room, looking hesitant.

"I just wanted to drop by and say� thank you for the Christmas, that was really sweet. I hope� I hope you had a nice holiday".

She smiled shyly, and only looked in his eyes for an instant. Then she abruptly turned and began to walk away.

"Weas- er- Ginny, wait"

She paused.

He had no idea what to say, he needed to think of a reason to make her stay.

"Stay."

He had no desire to beg her. Asking was demeaning enough. He was curious to see what she would do.

"Fine" she said. "Just do me a favor and don't call me Ginny. It seems unnatural"

"Suit yourself Weasley" he said, striding over to her and throwing an arm around her waist. "I really didn't want to talk anyway. I can think of other unnatural things that seem far more appealing"

She rolled her eyes and leaned away from his touch, she clearly wasn't used to such affection yet.

Honestly those idiot boys she dates must be practically monks.

Draco guided her over to a large comfortable couch in front of the fire. With Granger on holiday they didn't need to be discreet.

Ginny gasped when she found herself on her back with Draco on top of her, his mouth suffocating her with rapid deep kisses. She had expected a flirtation, a repetition of the night before, but not such� bluntness. He certainly didn't waste any time.

She felt her robe sliding off. Draco's hands worked expertly, he only paused once her robe was flung from the couch and he felt the silky edge of lace under his hand. He pulled himself back and examined her lying beneath her.

Green certainly suited Weasley. Her pale skin that in her faded clothes usually made her look washed out was pearlescent in the candlelight. Her red hair fanned out beneath her and she literally looked like a nymph. Draco had to take pause to remind himself not to worship her too much. After all, she was still complete and utter trash. She was just trash he intended to shag until neither of them could walk straight.

Ginny instinctively tried to shield her body when his gaze began to linger. She wasn't used to such attention and she suddenly felt very self conscious. Draco tugged his cloak over his head and leaned back into her, prying her hands away from her body and pinning them over her head.

"Oh no you don't" he growled into her ear.

He slid his thumb into the waistband of Ginny's panties and yanked suddenly, tearing the delicate material. Ginny made a whimper of annoyance.

"I'll buy you more. Now keep quiet" he followed suit with her bra and in an instant they were both naked and writing in each others arms.

A sudden shriek made them both sit bolt upright. Hermione Granger was standing in the doorway with Professor Snape, both looked scandalized.

Draco didn't remember grabbing his wand. He didn't remember how the spell came to his mind. He just acted.

PETRIFICUS TOTALUS!

He hurled the spell across the room. Professor Snape went rigid, his body gently tilted into the wall. The look of horror still frozen upon his face. Hermione glared.

Ginny shielded herself behind Draco. She had no idea what to say. She couldn't exactly play it off as though Draco had mauled her- she was in HIS quarters. She opened her mouth to speak and quickly closed it, her whole body flushed.

A smile crept across Hermione's face.

"Her too? You dog Draco" she said.

Much to Ginny's surprise Hermione loosened her red and gold tie, and unbuttoned her blouse. Ginny caught a flash of green and sliver and her heart pounded. Hermione continued to strip until she was wearing only an identical pair of panties and bra to Ginnys that lay in the corner.

Cripes, does Draco just keep a drawer of these things for such occasions? I wondered how he got his hands on them on such short notice�

Ginny wasn't sure why Hermione had chosen this way to show off her twin undergarments, but Ginny found herself examining the girl in a way she never had before.

She had curves. There was no other way of putting it. Her hips alone were soft and feminine, they tapered in dramatically to her impossibly small waist, and then her body flared out again- her breasts rose and fell gently in the candlelight, and it took Ginny a moment to realize that she had dropped her hand, and Hermione was examining her in return.

Draco looked from one girl to another and a wicked smile crossed his face.

Both girls nervously laughed. There was no way he seriously thought that he could�

Draco's hand shot out and he pulled Hermione into his lap. Her eyes cast quickly over to the frozen Professor Snape whose gaze was fixed directly upon them.

"Don't worry, we'll obliverate his memory after this� although I reckon the dirty git will get off from watching this" Draco said harshly. Before Hermione could react he buried his face into the soft flesh of her neck and his hands worked their way over her body.

Hermione's hand instinctively reached for Ginny's. They both weren't sure how to handle the situation. They were such good friends, they could easily storm out of here right now� but Draco was so commanding it seemed almost impossible to escape him. And really, did they really want to?

Draco lifted Hermione out of his lap and lowered her to the floor. He immediately followed suit with Ginny and hovered over the both of them.

They both looked utterly delicious. Terrified, he felt like a wolf and they were his sheep. It was entirely primal.

"Granger, Weasley, how about you put on a bit of a show for me?"
They both hesitated.
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