| Puffskein
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Charlotte (Charlie) Elizabeth Jamison
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Originally Posted by Moxie  Oh.
The Question Of Truth.
What Would You Want, Draco.
Dum Dum Dum.
Stupid Caps Lock Is Stuck.
Grrrrrrrrrrrrrr.
Great Post! I Loved It!
Love
.:adrienne:. Sorry for your caps lock, lol. And personally, I think it's a stupid question of Ginny... if Draco wanted it, he wouldn't give it away, duh! lol. Luckily... I didn't think of that while I was writing the next chapter. lol.
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Originally Posted by siriusblackliveson oh that twas great i couldn't finish it whilst at school but i still loved it and i'm getting more and more and more hooked by the second i should have a FF up here in a bit it kind of moves back and fourth from Fred/Katie thing to Katie/Draco, to a Draco/Ginny(or Hermoine havn't decided) so it's cool can't wait to read more I'm glad you like it. And I like the Fred/Katie, like I've said before... I'm not a big Draco/ANYONE shipper (or a Harry/anyone shipper), I only like writing it. lol.
Here ya go, the next part!
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 on’t tell us:
Draco scratched his head. He wasn’t sure. He hadn’t even been in this safe since he was about seven. Then Ginny spotted something. She ran over to it and picked up a glittering object. Instantly wings popped out of it.
“It’s gorgeous. He’ll love it.” It was a tiny glittering snitch. Ginny was sure he needed some fun, and that he missed quidditch. Now at least he’d have a nice, expensive, little snitch to play with.
“Then it’s yours to give him,” Draco said. She sensed a little sadness, but she didn’t notice that was because he was upset that she still loved Harry. Ginny went over to Draco and hugged him.
“Thanks,” she said, holding him tightly. He held her back.
“I’d never be able to get him this nice without you.” Draco smiled a little. It was great to hold her. They left the safe and Draco left Ginny in her room to wrap it, and that she did, adding a short letter.
Harry, sorry I didn’t send your gifts on time, but that was on purpose. I didn’t want anyone trying to trace my gift to you, so I sent it a day later. Anyways, I hope you like it. I figured you could use some fun. xoxo <3s Ginny
Ginny sent out one of the Malfoy’s owls with the package. Maybe it wasn’t smart sending a Malfoy owl to Harry Potter, but it didn’t matter anymore. Then she heard something.
“Mother!” It was Draco.
“She’s a WEASLEY, Draco, a WEASLEY!” Mrs. Malfoy.
“She’s still a pureblood!”
“She’s a blood traitor, and I don’t care if you’re friends with her, but your father would KILL me! Date her?!” Date her?! When did Ginny and Draco start dating?!
“We’re not even dating! I mean, I kinda hope maybe we will… but we aren’t… anyways, she’s still a pureblood- I thought that was all that mattered to you!”
“Blood traitors are no better,” Mrs. Malfoy said, slightly more calm now.
“But you like her, right?” Draco asked, also calming down.
“She’s sweet, but she doesn’t fit in with our family,” Narcissa reasoned with him, Ginny could imagine his mother softly touching his arm, and the look he was giving her.
“Mother…” Ginny peaked out of her room and saw Narcissa from over the stairs give her son a look, and a small smile.
“If you do, don’t tell us about it,” she said. Draco hugged her. It was as good as having permission. Shutting the door, probably a little louder than she should have, Ginny jumped and punched her fist in the air.
“YES!” Being approved by Mrs. Malfoy was a great honor… even if Ginny was still waiting for Harry. Well, she was trying as hard as she could anyways.
Ginny dressed in her nightclothes and went into Draco’s room to wait for him. Draco came in, his shirt already unbuttoned so he could begin changing. He nearly jumped a foot when he saw her.
“Ginny,” he was smiling. She was lying on the bed, but she looked up when she heard his voice. She was smiling as well.
“Just came to say goodnight.” She told him.
“This is the last night we can do this,” he said, sadly. Ginny sighed, sadly.
“That sucks,” she said. Draco nodded.
“I like seeing you as the last thing before I go to bed,” Draco said, lying next to Ginny on the bed.
“Me too,” she told him. He nodded silently. Ginny got an idea and rolled over onto Draco’s stomach, staring him in the face. Draco smiled at her, and kissed her nose.
“How can I thank you?” she asked, “for everything you’ve done for me?” Draco could think of a milllion answers. At least three of which he would never say. One being too dirty, one being impossilbe, and one he felt bad for asking. He finally decided upon one.
“Kiss me,” he demanded, “I want to see how it feels.” He had kissed her, of course, but it wasn’t the same as her kissing him.
“You already kissed me,” Ginny admitted, the first time she had admitted it at all. Draco waved that off.
“That’s different. This is you. You don’t have to, I want it to be of your own free will. I want it to be that you actually like me.” He said, hoping she’d still do it. Ginny leaned her head down resting her cheek on Draco’s.
He wanted to do it, he couldn’t resist her anymore. Please, please! he silently begged her.
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