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Disclaimer: doh.. : not mine
Summary: Ginny Weasley, the breathtaking president of Women have the Powerhas a secret that could ruin her reputation: her lover does not want to sleep with her! So she decides to seduce him. But it is not her boyfriends bed in which she wakes up.. but that of Draco Malfoy, her enemy and writer of a rather anti-feminism book. If Draco by accident hears about Ginny's secret, he has a juicy story for his second book. And that could bring down Ginny's reputation. But the longer he is near her, the more he wants to give her what her last lover failed to give..
Wow! So many reviews and complements!! You're making me blush! I was so happy with it, because I had a really, REALLY shitty day. First, some psycho decided to steal my bag, which also contained my passport because I had to pick up my visa for India. Then, I fell down the stairs, lost consciousness and broke my left arm. And last but not least, my evil .but not really. twin sister decided to steal my favorite pair of shoes :( It all really happened.., it was not a nightmare .sobs. Thank god for readers and reviewers! I'm totally in the mood for some writing now. With one hand. Ouch..
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Note:.,I know that Madam Puddifoot's is a small teashop, but work with me alright ;P they could have said some sort of spell to extend it or something, right? Right!
Chapter 3
"And?" Hermione asked.
Ginny gave her friend a kind smile.
"He's here, isn't he?"
She knew all to well that he was here, at Madam Puddifoot's. She hated the damned place, but according to the Quibbler it was the number one place to be for the modern witch of today. She already knew he was here before the excited witches around her noticed his presence. When she made her way through the crowd towards the front of Madam Puddifoot'sto add to the rest of the committee, she felt his gaze like a hot summer breeze on her skin. She turned around and caught him in the act.
Instead of feeling awkward, the git had the nerve to smile and wink.
She felt both annoyed and exciting, because of his grit. Impressed even, because she would do the same if she was in his position. He tried to make her nervous on purpose, and to her horror she observed he succeeded.
When she entered the pub of The Leaky Cauldron this morning and saw him waiting for her - although she came 30 minutes early just to prevent that from happening - she knew she was in trouble. She underestimated him, but that would not happen again.
Not only he was intelligent and quick to understand.. he was also cunning.
Oddly enough she found that sexy. During the years she knew him, she found out why. It could be that a woman would not agree with Draco Malfoy's ideas and views, but you never had to wonder what they were. You got what you saw. He was merciless honest.
As far as she could see he only had one secret: he looked at women with a suspicious mind. Why did he had such ancient, not very flattering ideas about women? Why did he decided to be 'the last real single'? And what event or several events lead him to that decision?
Stupid girl, Ginny thought, of course she already knew the reason. It was logical he lost his faith and believe, that he despised marriage and raising a family. One would just have to look at 'Mr and Mrs Malfoy'. And although she knew it was very foolish, she wanted to convert him. Not because she cherished the idea that she was the only woman that could change his 'single forever'-status, or that kind of rubbish. She already watched too many women that were doomed to fail walk away. No, she wanted to convert him, because he was wrong. His opinion about women was unbearable.
Besides she would really achieve something if she could change his point of view. He was a true opponent, but would even be a stronger ally. She already had a plan to make that happen and she decided to put it in motion in a few minutes.
Her gaze unwillingly drifted of to the place he was sitting. Somehow he succeeded to conquer a table in the front. And looking at the attention all the women at his table gave him, he had already used his charm. She felt charitable enough to give him this moment of glory. It would be stopped to an end soon enough.
She realized that he would still be attractive no matter what the circumstances were. Talk about unfair. If there would be any justice, he would have huge ferret teeth and repulsive hair grow on his entire body as an addition to his beastly character. He would not be tall, blond and handsome. Furthermore he would not have such a sexy mouth or eyes that you could drown in. Also he would not have such muscled shoulders and an arse that just begged to be touched. He wouldn't be pouring sex appeal from every pore in his body and have a sharp mind and a good sense of humour.
This day he wore a simple black t-shirt and jeans. An elegant expensive looking watch decorated his wrist and his hair was perfect. A few loose strands. Damn sexy. She heaved a sigh and tried to ignore the warm feeling in the pit of her stomach. She would like to imagine that he at least took half an hour struggling with beauty spells to create this hairdo, but she knew better then that.
He wouldn't want to invest time in it. He looked reasonable enough to know that a good hairdo wasn't the reason of his attraction.
Cho leaned forward to make herself understandable. "Don't you think it is amazing that so many people showed up?" she asked with a big smile on her face.
It was amazing indeed, Ginny thought. Madam Puddifoot's looked like it was about to burst. When the news came that there would be a conference, all tickets were sold at once. Witches from all positions and ranks gathered together here. And they all had the same goal in mind: to help each other. It was bewildering and heart warming.
She felt extremely proud. She helped putting this together. It gave her a proud and at the same time humble feeling.
Dean and the experiences at WizardTalk were horrible, but she had the feeling that destiny played a very important role in the position she was in now. If Dean hadn't been such a sneaky and ungrateful villain, this would not have happened. Then Women have the Powerwould never exist at all. And the magazine which had a redaction consist of females alone, would not have seen the light.
She satisfied noticed that the sales of WizardTalk after a few weeks she left dropped with 30 precent. She tasted the pleasure of seeing her own magazine take a high flight, while Dean's fell down.
After two months of extremely horrible and bad issues, Dean owled her and begged her to come back. Ginny had never cursed a lot in the presence of Dean, since that never really was necessary. Then, however, she roared out loud before letting out a stream of curses that caused Dean to fall into shocked silence. She smiled at the memory.
The last thing she heard, was that it was getting worse by the minute with WizardTalk. As highlight of all irony the editor Susan Bones who started the whole thing, dumped both Dean and the magazine recently and started her own branch for Women have the Power.
Hermione looked at her muggle watch. "Don't you think we should start? In twenty minutes the first part begins."
"I'm waiting for Luna. She can arrive any minute now."
Hermione nodded.
This was too important to start without Luna and she had delivered way too good work to not be paid for her efforts. The last couple of days she worked her bum off working with the people from Diagonally and Hogsmeade to make sure that the catering was perfect. Without house-elves, because she knew Hermione would not appreciate that, it was a lot more difficult. Although she without doubt was in her element and enjoyed working with Women have the Power, she however had to endure a lot from her boss. Neville was still a grumpy exacting man.
"There she is." Hermione said.
Ginny had already noticed the dirty-blond.
Luna looked offended, but happy. "You didn't have to wait for me," she softly said while she took a seat.
"I couldn't start without you."
A grateful smiled graced Luna's face and she sighed. "I appreciate that." She looked around the full teashop and said pleased: "This is fantastic."
Again Ginny felt her heart swell of pride and happiness. Who would have thought one year ago that this all was possible? That their group of four would extend in less then six months into more then four thousand members, a number that doubled itself within a year? It was unbelievable.
She pushed her plate away and stood up. "It is time," she said to the others and walked towards the small platform. When she arrived there, the buzzing stopped and heads whipped around to look at her. It was to say the least, intimidating, but the fact that they all were here for the same purpose helped her overcome her fear. Ginny pointed her wand to her mouth. "Sonorus."
"Good afternoon," she said. "I am Ginny Wea-"
The loud round of applause that exploded, cut of the rest of her introduction. To her surprise she saw everybody stand up. The audience cheered, whistled and screamed, and it was very hard for her not to let her tears run free. A lump formed in her throat and she glanced at her friends who clapped their hands harder then anyone and looked at her with happy faces.
"Welcome to the first yearly Women have the Power conference," Ginny shouted laughing over all the tumult. Finally the noise faded down and everybody sat down again. "When the idea of Women have the Power came to me, or actually came to us," she said with a big gesture in the direction of her friends, "not in our wildest dreams we imagined that it would result in this. That we would standing strong with eight thousand witches and that our numbers would still grow. That there would be 184 branches and that the numbers would still grow. It is unbelievable."
Again a round of applause broke out, so she was forced to stop.
"That makes clear that we have have the needs" she continued after a while. "and that each and everyone of you has something to offer. This is an organisation for women and by women. We keep the priorities of our own sex in mind, and with that end we shall try to make better choices and take better decisions with help of this weekend. Our committee and our conference coördinater, Hermione Granger, worked hard to make a program that covers everything from do-it-yourself projects 'till your own sexual health."
Ginny smiled when laughter arose. "Volunteers from all over the country came to talk about different subjects, so make sure that all these women know that their hard work is appreciated." She made a motions to the table at which her friends where seated. "Starting with our conference coordinator Hermione Jean Granger. Hermione, could you please stand up?" Ginny requested her friend, who rolled her eyes and stood up unwillingly. "The next is the designer of our magazine Cho Chang."
Cho stood up without having to be asked to do so and gave the room a beaming smile.
"And last Luna Lovegood, our chef-cook. When you enjoy one of your meals, you owe it to her. She has, just like the other members of the committee, worked extremly hard to get this conference going. To organize such an event as this takes a lot of patience and time. If you are happy at the end of this conference, please let us know. If you are not, let us know too."
Ginny's heart started beating louder and louder when she reached the last part of her welcoming speech. Her gaze drifted to Draco Malfoy and rested long enough on him to see that there appeared a little bit of fear on his face. "Just one more thing, and then we can start our program. You have probably noticed that we have a man amongst us." She smiled when an agreeing muttering arose from the witches and all heads turned in the direction of Draco's table. "The fact that this is a Woman have the Power-conference and that this is a women's group, probably makes some of you wonder what he is doing here. Normally we don't allow men, but this is not a normal guest. He is very special, so we had to change some rules."
Ginny stayed silent for a few seconds and gave Draco a smirk.
"The name of our guest is Draco Malfoy and he is the author of What witches really want, reading between the sighs. He is here to investigate for his new novel. I don't know how he's going to call that one, but we thought it would be a good idea for all of us if he would be correct this time." A wave of laughter rose through the crowd.
Ginny took a deep breath and prepared for the final stroke. "That's why I am giving you an assignment. Ladies: raise him. If you read anything in his book, which repulses you, let him know. Ignorance is not an excuse and with all this female knowledge it is impossible for him to make the same mistake twice." Smiling she added: "That was it. Let's begin."
Ginny pointed her wand at her mouth once more and muttered the counter curse. "Quietus." She calmly walked back to her table. A look out of the corner of her eyes confirmed her that the women did exactly as she predicted: Draco was surrounded by an irritated crowd of women who all were determent to show what women really want. It took her all her willpower not to burst out laughing.
Hermione gave her a playful shove. "Good job!" she said teasing. "He will feel miserable."
Ginny nodded and chewed on her lower lip to hid a smile. "Good," she muttered. "I love it when a plan succeeds."
She was evil, Draco thought. She was without doubt the most sneaky women he ever had the pleasure to meet.
Surprisingly he had always found this extremely sexy of her. A strange mistake in one of his character traits was probably to blame for that. A warm feeling spread through his lower belly and pumped the blood through his veins. At the same time he was also boiling with rage.
He saw her leave the platform and walk to her group of friends. He knew she would want make a victory dance, but she settled with just a triumphant grin.
After their meeting this morning he knew he fell in some sort of trap. When she gave him exactly what he wanted, he knew it would be too good to be true. But it didn't crossed his mind once that she wanted to give him to her girls.
Raise him, oh yes. She would pay for that. He just didn't know when and how. Grimly grinning he pointed a sharp look at her back. He would get her. He kept on smiling and listening while the women expressed their indignation.
"Why do you hate women? I'll bet that if you had a wife, you would get her pregnant and let her walk around barefooted."
"Opening a door is a courteousness the men of your generation don't understand. We're not lazy, you are lazy."
"That you have more muscles, doesn't mean you have more brains. I would say we are the smarter sex, because we make the men serve us as as we like."
And so it continued, until Draco feared he would start screaming. With immense power he succeeded in staying calm. "Ladies, ladies," he said soothing. "It would be my pleasure to answer all your questions and listen to your suggestions, but at this moment I would like to go to a certain part of the program." He smiled friendly. "I came here to learn, right?" He almost choked in those words, but they had the desired effect.
A couple stubborn girls stayed around while looked at a program on a plate, but after a few minutes they left too. He sighed in relieve.
He knew his novel caused some commotion and especially among the female readers, but he truly never thought he made half the wizarding world his enemy. Don't they realized most of his novel was meant as a joke? That he searched for every old clichées and prejustices he could find and copied them in his own humouristic style and exaggerated them?
Looking at the past half hour, probably not, he concluded.
He knew the novel would appeal to men.And also that it was not very flattering to women. But for years they written books about haunting men, training husbands, dating blokes who didn't want to settle down and more.
He came to the conclusion that it was time for a man to raise his voice. To show the voice of the little man. And these women whines about double morals? What is next, I wonder.
The book was meant to give wizards back their balls, to make them laugh and to entertain them for a couple hours. That was all. He didn't try to change the world. he was not the next Dark Lord, ready to repeal women's right.
He still had a book to write, luckily, and he wasn't planning on breaking the contract or hold back because a group of witches didn't like his exaggerated views. The same group of females that pushed him into the corner, surrounded her, probably to let her know they accepted her assignment and were ready to raise him.
Draco barely stopped himself from gritting his teeth.
He waited until they left and walked over to Ginny.
"Well done," he said sneering. "I did not saw that coming."
She laughed pleased. "I know. The look on your face was priceless." She sighed for a moment. "I wish Colin Creevey was here."
It was exactly that sort of behavior that let him to writing the damned book. She enjoyed herself with the thought she outsmarted him. He could just not tolerate that. He could also not tolerate that she thought that she outsmarted him.
During a blinded moment the picture of his father cursing his mother crossed his mind and he got a bitter taste in his mouth.
Goddamn, he was in charge. He was the boss. He was the master of his own domain, the captain of his own ship.
Shortly said: he was the boss in his own world, and for some reason she entered his world, which meant that he was also the boss of her. She just didn't know that yet. But that would not be for a long time.
He knew the perfect way to subject her: he would sleep with her. After she entered his room the night before, he couldn't think of anything else. She declared she was horny and that she wanted sex. He would fulfill her wishes. In any way possible.
He was fascinated by her and felt more attracted to her then any other woman he had ever met. He never used this procedure on any other woman before. He never felt such intense, almost obsessive desire to get in bed with her. Or to convert her to his way of thinking.
Instinctively Draco knew the only way to be on the same level as her: he had to have her flat on her back. The idea alone aroused him unlimited. Red hair, white pilow, creamy skin, sensual mouth. He wanted to make her frantic. He wanted to make her melt under a overwhelming orgasm.
Shortly said: he wanted her.
He could pretend to have other motives and then seduce her, but somehow she would appreciate the direct way. Besides he already had enough experience to know when the other sex felt attracted to him. Although she may not like it, she wanted him just as much as he wanted her. And seeing that according to her own sayings she was horny, it would be a treat to release that sexual tension. It would be explosive.
"I think dinner and a couple of wizarding poker games would be appropiate tonight," he slowly said.
She knew in what way he meant that at once and took him in with a wary gaze. "I'm sorry. I have plans."
He smiled willingly. "And know you have even more. What time suits you?"
"Never."
"I won't take 'never' for an answer." He pretended to think about it. "8 o'clock sounds better."
"Tonight is not possible. Another night does not either, by the way. I have commitments as president."
"You will have to eat sometime."
"Yes," she answered sharp, "with the other members."
Her friends, concluded Draco. Ah well. They would understand. When he told her that, he had the pleasure to see her blush, without doubt from anger.
"After all," he reminded her. "I am your guest of honor."
She took a deep breath. "No dinner. No poker. I don't have time."
"You could spare some free time."
"No," she answered tightly. "I can't."
Draco looked at her with a musing face. "You know, I wonder if you are really as tough as you look. I think you're just scared."
He had her, he understood, when he saw a challeging gleam in her chestnut colored eyes.
"Fine," she said. "I will play poker with you. But - "
"Ginny!" her friend, Granger called out to her. "They are waiting."
Ginny was business like at once. She turned around a threw him a look. "We will discuss this later." Then she walked to the exit.
"Indeed," Draco called after her. "8 o'clock tonight, remember?"
She heaved an exgagerated deep sigh and strolled out of the teashop. "I will try to forget it."
"Oy, that is not the proper way to speak to your special guest," he shouted after her just to pull her hair. That seemed like his favorite thing to pass time, lately.
"You can go and fuck yourself."
He grinned. You're already in my power, he thought. An unstoppable thought. There was more behind that face of hers. He couldn't wait to find out.
Ouch, that really hurt to write, stupid me, I'm such a klutz ;P but I was inspired ! So, what do you think ;) !