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The sound of clanking chains and moans interrupted Ginny's dream and awakened her from her sleep. She slowly opened her eyes to the bright morning sun that was filtering through her window. She gave a groan and shielded her eyes from it.
"All right!" she cried at her ceiling. "I'm up! You can stop that now!"
But the noise didn't cease. Ginny pulled a pillow over her head to block out the noise. Due to the lack of an alarm clock, Ginny had gone to the attic and had consulted the ghoul up there to wake her up at eight o'clock each morning so she could go to work. But sometimes the mean spirited ghost woke her up too late or too early.
As Ginny laid there under the pillow, she thought about her dream. This dream was one of her many dreams that involved Draco. In this one, he had been holding her and kissing her, whispering sweet words to her.
Her eyes filled up with tears at the thought of him. Their relationship had gone great during their sixth year, until two days before summer vacation began, Draco had broken up with her.
His all-too-well-known smirk had been on his lips. "Sorry Weasley, but it's over between us. My father's transferring me to Durmstrang and a long distance relationship just wouldn't work. No hard feelings ex-lover?" he had chucked her under the chin and laughed at the hurt expression on her face.
She had turned away from him without another word and had gone to her dormitory to cry for endless hours. Hermione and Harry had individually given her a talk about Draco. It was them who had helped her get through to healing her broken heart.
That was the last time Ginny ever saw Draco and by the beginning of their seventh year, Ginny had gotten over him. But not a day went by when Draco didn't consume her thoughts.
Stop it Ginny, she scolded herself as she wiped her tears away. It's been four years since you've last seen him and you're still crying over him! You're pathetic.
She got up out of bed and made her way downstairs to their kitchen. She glanced at the clock that was hanging on the wall and found out it was 8:10. She found a note on the table written by her mother.
Ginny,
Gone shopping. Hermione will be by with Arianna
when you get home from work. I'll be back later to
fix supper. Have a good day at work.
I love you,
Mum
Ginny's heart melted at the mention of Hermione and Ron's three year-old daughter.
She dug through the cupboard for something to eat. She couldn't find nothing, so she settled for an apple from the fruit basket.
She ate the apple as she studied the grandfather clock. All seven hands which represented her six brothers and her father were on 'work'. Her mum's was on 'shopping' and hers was on 'home'.
Having time to spare before she had to go to work, Ginny decided to grade some papers. Ginny was a teacher at an elementary school for young witches and wizards who were not old enough to go learn witchcraft and wizardry yet. It was just like a muggle school. They taught the kids how to count, do math, spell, and all the basic things they needed to learn. There were grades 1-5 in the school. Ginny taught fifth grade. Her main purpose was to help them prepare for Hogwarts or whatever school they had been accepted in to.
She had been a teacher there ever since she graduated from Hogwarts, and she loved it there.
About half an hour later, a knock sounded at the door. Totally puzzled at who would be visiting this early in the morning, she went and answered it.
She stepped back and gasped as she saw who was standing at the door. Standing there in a crisp shirt and jeans was the guy- who was now a man- that had plagued her thoughts everyday, Draco Malfoy.
"No," she croaked. "I'm dreaming."
"Hello Weasley," he said casually, as if this was not the first time he had seen her in four years. "It's good to see you again."
"What are you doing here?" she gasped.
He didn't answer her, but stepped inside and looked around at the small kitchen.
Ginny closed the door and went to stand in front of him. His gray eyes raked over her, and that was when Ginny became aware of what she was wearing. She had on a simple white t-shirt that was about four inches above her knees. She blushed hotly.
Draco's eyes met her brown ones. A delicious shiver ran down her spine. She had forgotten what his gaze could do to her.
"Nice wardrobe Weasley," he quirked an eyebrow. "I like it."
"Just tell me why you're here," Ginny's voice shook as all the old emotions started resurfacing again at the sight of him.
"I want you to love me again," he said.
Ginny found herself laughing coldly. "Love you again? Ha! One time was more than enough for me. I gave you everything and then you rejected it and threw it in my face and now you're asking me to love you again?"
Something flashed in his eyes. After four years, Draco had hardly changed. Except he had added on a little more muscles to his body.
"Yes I do. Because you once loved me and now I don't see why you don't anymore."
"Why I don't anymore? My God Draco, do you know how much you hurt me? Four years ago? I really had thought you loved me, but I guess I was fooled."
"I didn't break up with you because I didn't love you. It was my father. He found out about us and said he would hurt you if I didn't break up with you," Draco said. "So I had to make it painful so you wouldn't come after me. My father transferred me to Durmstrang so I wouldn't be tempted to see you again.
"He said Malfoys have noble blood and Weasleys are of dirty blood," Draco flinched ever so slightly. "And they never should mix."
"That's the worst excuse!" Ginny said, refusing to believe anything he had just said. "If your father told you not to ever see me again, then why are you here?"
"Because he's dead now. Died a month ago. Killed by one of his 'fellow' death eaters. The death eater used the Avada Kedavra curse on him."
"I'm sorry," Ginny said, trying to feel sorry.
Draco shrugged. "The world's better off without him."
Silence followed. There was the sound of rattling chains.
Draco started. "What was that?"
"It's the ghoul in our attic."
"You have a ghoul in your attic?"
"That's what I just said," Ginny snapped.
"Temper Weasley. You still have that hot temper?"
"Of course I do! And I always will."
"Good, because I don't think I could live without it," Draco said. "Do you still love me?"
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Draco watched as she bit her bottom lip. He remembered she had a habit of doing that when she was thinking real hard about something.
My God, how he had missed her during those long four years! At Durmstrang they had hot girls and plenty of them too, but none of them came even close to being how beautiful Ginny was.
Ginny's body had matured more over the years so that her curves were fully grown. She had grown at least an inch. She hadn't changed her hair, so it was still elbow length and shiny.
Draco's fingers itched to touch it, and his mouth tingled, eager to meet her lips. He remembered kissing those full red lips.
The girls at Durmstrang were more or less slutty than the ones at Hogwarts. Draco had had his pleasure with them, then had disposed of them. But every time he had gone to bed with one, he would always think of a tempting red head. Not that Ginny and him had ever 'done it', Ginny had been firm about that. But Draco had dreamed about it many times, so that every time he saw or touched her, he wanted to ravish her there and then. It took every ounce of will that he possessed to stop himself.
Ginny's voice brought him back from his thoughts. "No I don't," she was saying.
Draco saw there was a lie in that. "You don't what?' he said, advancing on her.
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Ginny stood her ground as Draco made his way toward her until they were barely an inch apart. Ginny looked up at him since she only came up to his mouth. She could feel the heat that was radiating from his body, and her own body was responding. Her heart was beating like crazy and her knees were weakening.
She had been on lots of dates and kissed plenty of guys, but none of them made her body respond like this.
Ginny forced her eyes to meet his to keep from looking at his mouth. "No Draco," she whispered. "Don't-"
She never got to finish her sentence, because Draco had met her lips. All the old emotions came rushing back to her, sending a shiver down her spine. He tasted like toast. Her mind exploded and every thought or worry vanished. Fire raced through her veins. Her eyes closed.
She tried not to respond to his kiss, but his warm mouth probed hers open, and his tongue immediately went to seek out her own.
With a groan, she wrapped her arms around his neck. She felt his arms go around her waist and was suddenly pulled against his warm muscular body.
It had been so long since she had kissed him, and how she had missed his passionate kisses!
His lips left her mouth and traveled to her ear. He remembered where her weak spot was as he gave a playful tug on her earlobe.
She gasped. His hands traveled down her waist to her rear and he started to lift up the hem of her shirt. Ginny quickly stepped back from him as cool air met her thighs. She quickly made sure her shirt was still covering her rear.
He smirked. "Still the same response Weasley."
Her face was red and her heart was still racing. "Don't do this to me, Draco. You already hurt me enough. Please go."
He stared into her eyes. "I will, but I'll be back," with that he left.
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