Vidi, Vici, Veni

Chapter Ten

"Cucumbers and Valentines"

Ginny woke the next morning with a lazy smile on her face. At breakfast, she did her best to control the urge of smiling too much. She snuck a look at Draco.

To anyone but Ginny, he looked like he was back to his old self, joking with his fellow Slytherins and smirking. His signature sneer had returned to his face. Ginny saw that his face was softer and his eyes were kinder, just enough so that only she could tell.

Since it was Saturday, Ginny would be working with Hermione studying for her O.W.L.s that were only a mere four and a half months away. She had not been applying herself since Halloween and she knew that she had to catch up.

Draco was a natural scholar. Once he learned something, he never had to bother reviewing it again. It was a matter of him paying attention in class, and since he shared many with Potter and Weasley, they were distraction enough for him to miss some of the key points of a lecture.

This year though, his mind had been elsewhere. He had found it hard to concentrate, first with his father and the family finances, and then with Ginny. Draco had his own studying to catch up on as well. He was reluctantly glad that they had agreed to only meet once a week. This gave them time to do their homework as well as giving Ginny enough time to prepare for the most stressful tests of her young life so far.

They had agreed to keep changing the days or nights they met so no one would notice a pattern. Draco was looking forward to their first weekend meeting, so they could meet up after breakfast and would not have to return till dinnertime.

Over the next month, Draco and Ginny passed each other in the halls, their hands brushing each other's in passing unobserved. Their rendezvous were much more intimate.

For their Tuesday meeting, Ginny prepared the room with a bed and a bathroom. Draco entered the room, one brow raised and a smirk on his face.

"Is this a hint?" he teased her.

"Perhaps, we shall see," she said primly.

"Ginny," he said, his tone more serious, "I think that there are a few other things we should talk about." She started to look worried.

"I don't want to take things too fast. I want you to be comfortable with the speed in which we become more..."

"...intimate?"

He smiled, she was already starting to complete his sentences. Draco remembered his conversation with Professor Mead the other day. She had urged him to have this talk so that there would be no misunderstandings and reduce the possibilities of regrets.

"Yes. I don't want you to feel pressured in any way. I care about you and I don't want you to have any regrets. Besides, I want to take this slow." Draco paused. He didn't know how to approach the subject and winced as he began. "I'm a, I'm a, a..."

"...virgin?" She blushed as she said this, her eyes watching her hands as she played with her fingers. "Me too."

He let his breath go unaware that he had been holding it. He never thought he would ever be bashful about anything with a girl. She was having a very unexpected effect on him, his veneer of cool confidence was slowly eroding away.

A smile slowly spread across her face, a glint of playfulness in her eyes, "Gee, I thought the great ladies man, Draco Malfoy, would have How's Your Fathered half the Slytherin girls," she finished with a giggle.

Draco shot her an equally wicked smile, "And I would have thought half the boys in Gryffindor would have been trying to get into your pants...or up your skirt," he added while eyeing her legs which were hidden under a grey wool skirt.

"With Ron around-"

Before she could talk about her brother any more and ruin the mood, Draco leaned forward and kissed her to quiet that mouth he was hungry for.

After several minutes of impassioned kisses, Ginny pulled away from Draco. She wanted to see more of the man who held her tightly.

With unhurried purposefulness, Ginny started unbuttoning Draco's shirt. As each button came undone, she could see more of his chest. It was pale like alabaster. After pulling the tail of his shirt out of his pants, she was able to see his chest peaking out from between the opening.

She stared and could feel herself start to salivate. He had six-pack abs and his chest had the definition of a Seeker used to holding onto a broom while pulling out of steep dives. The upper part of his chest was smooth, while his stomach had a light trail of fine hair that went below the waist of his pants.

Her eyes were glazed with lust. He was hotter than she could have imagined. Ginny took one finger and pressed against his chest and as he leaned back, his abdomen tightened increasing his definition. Her eyes went wider and she let out a small sigh of appreciation for the sight before her.

With a sound of want in her voice that aroused him further, she breathed, "You are the manifestation of my temptation."

Draco knew he could milk this for all it was worth. When he did lie back, he arched his back, stretching his arms above his head. The dark green of his shirt fell off his stomach and exposed his Grand Dentelés and lower obliques, which were well defined.

Ginny reached out her hand and with the very tips of her fingers lightly dragged them across his stomach, along his sides to his chest and then down the centre of his chest, back to his stomach.

He shuddered at this sensation, it was deliciously erotic. After a few more minutes, Ginny could no longer resist and lowered her head over his stomach. She wondered just how soft that hair was and began nuzzling the hair that lay smoothly near his navel. The tendrils of Ginny's hair fell over his chest and stomach and tickled his skin. A chill raced through every nerve in his body. He shuddered as he gasped.

After thoroughly exploring his chest and stomach for ages, she finished pulling off his shirt. He was resplendent against the sheets and pillows. His sinuously muscular arms were out from his sides. His shoulders were wider than what she had expected, as his long form covered in his robes and clothes made his shoulders look narrower. Without the hindrance of clothes on his upper body, he looked magnificent. Ginny wondered what the rest of him looked like without clothes, but thought that would be something that she could look forward to. She wanted to spend the whole of this evening exploring his newly exposed skin.

For the next month, the only clothing that was discarded during their weekly meetings was Draco's shirt, even though he was encouraged to roam her body under her clothes with his hands.

February 14^th was approaching. Ginny was lost for ideas of what to get Draco for their first Valentine's Day together. She knew that Draco could buy anything he wanted. Besides, he couldn't exactly display any sentimental knick-knack she gave him without someone asking about it.

An idea came to her mind that made her blush. She couldn't believe that such an idea could enter her mind. It was not the sort of things ladies thought about, but she had heard Roxanne and Florence mention it on a rare occasion.

A week before Valentine's Day, Ginny asked Professor Mead if she could talk with her during lunch. As she left her Potions class, she ran to the DADA classroom. Most of the students were already at lunch when she reached the room.

As she entered the room, she heard Professor Mead say, "Good day, Mr. Malfoy."

Draco was walking out of the room and as he passed Ginny, gave her a smile and a wink. Ginny giggled a little and turned her head to watch Draco exit the room.

Professor Mead was sitting at her desk. "Hello, Miss Weasley. You're right on time."

With a wave of her wand, Professor Mead closed the door so they wouldn't be disturbed.

"Now, dear. You wanted to talk with me?"

Ginny fidgeted with the hem of her sleeve. Professor Mead rose and approached her and patted her hand.

"It's okay, take your time," she said trying to ease the girl's nervousness.

Ginny took a huge breath and began, "I was wondering how one...well...erm...does... gods, I can't believe I'm saying this...I wish you could read my mind so I don't have to say it."

"Perform fellatio?" Ginny's eyes looked at her straight in the eye then turned four shades of red plus two of purple. She buried her face in her hands, too embarrassed to look at Professor Mead. Mead continued, "Yes, I can read minds." Ginny seemed even more embarrassed by this little fact.

Oh no, what other things has she heard me think about, she thought with desperation.

"I make it a point of not reading other people's minds unless there is some consequence of danger I am trying to prevent, or as part of my duties as an Auror," she said.

She placed her hand on Ginny's shoulder. "My dear, I am glad you felt that you could come to me with such a delicate question, but remember, there is no question that you could ask which would shock me.

"If I may presume, you are considering fellatio as a sign of your affection for your beau?" Ginny nodded, face still red as Fawkes. She continued, "And you want to know what to do?" Ginny nodded again.

"Well, there are a few pointers I can give you, but for the most part, it's practice, practice, practice. Most men won't mind helping you learn. What I can say is that you should be gentle, no teeth, and get yourself a cucumber to practice on so that your gag reflexes aren't so sensitive." Ginny was surprised at the casual candour of Professor Mead's tone.

"I must give you some warning that after a time of stimulation, the man will climax and ejaculate." Before Ginny could find the courage to ask what it tasted like, she finished by saying, "The taste varies from man to man. Some are sweet, some are salty or somewhere in between." Ginny continued nodding her head, trying to absorb the most embarrassing conversation of her life.

"Does that answer your questions, honey?"

Ginny nodded, then looked up and gave her a sheepish smile and muttered a quiet, "Thank you."

"I am honoured that you could trust me. Don't hesitate to ask any more questions in the future, relating to class work or otherwise. Now, why don't you go and have some lunch, dear. Good day, Miss Weasley." Professor Mead turned her attention to the homework covering her desk.

Ginny picked up her bag and headed off to lunch. Now all she had to do was talk with Hermione about a little lingerie shopping.

As if Aphrodite planned it, that year's Valentine's Day fell on a Friday. If they were careful, they could stay at the Room of Requirement very late. Ginny was good at sneaking around after hours without getting caught, as any Weasley worth their salt would be. Draco, as a cunning prefect, could come up with some plausible excuse that he was trying to find some first years that sneaked out and were wandering the castle.

They decided to meet at five o'clock that night. Dumbledore had decided to allow students to take a date to Hogsmeade for dinner in the village at one of the many restaurants. He even extended the curfew to ten o'clock. There were extra Aurors wandering the streets of Hogsmeade to ensure the safety of the students in case of Dark trouble.

As the castle was emptied of students who had a date for the night, there were fewer students wandering the halls. This did not deter Ginny and Draco from being careful not to be seen. Ginny was the first to arrive and checked to see if a teal ribbon had been tied to the corner of the tapestry. None was there and she was thankful the tapestry was teal on the fringe so their signal of a cancelled date was undetectable to anyone but them.

She paced back and forth thinking of the perfect room for the night. A four-poster bed with no drapes, a roaring fire, a small curved settee in front of an oval table. Floor space for dancing, a bathroom, a couch, lots of candles and of course, food.

"What to eat?" she thought. Something light, not too heavy. Strawberries, sparkling pumpkin juice, chicken, a simple salad of lettuce greens and brioche with sweet butter.

"That should do it." She opened the door and eyed in the room she had pictured in her mind.

When Draco arrived, he was carrying the CD player he had borrowed from Professor Mead along with a small stack of CDs. He saw the dance floor and knew she had read his mind. His other hand was behind his back under his robes.

Ginny was sitting on the settee, her arms lazily draped along the back and arm. Draco drunk in the sight of her looking so alluring in the same dress that she had worn at the ball.

"I was hoping that I'd get to see you in that dress again," he said in a low and sultry voice.

"I thought the occasion called for it," she slowly cooed.

He removed his robe and put the CD player down. He still had one hand behind his back, hiding something. She was curious and tried looking around him, but he kept whatever was in his hand out of sight.

With a flourish, he brought his hand forward. Draco held out two dozen pink roses for Ginny to take. She gasped, she had never received flowers before and here she was getting a bouquet of roses.

"Oh Draco, there are so beautiful," she said with awe.

"Not as beautiful as you, my ambrosial love," he said, picking up her hand and planting a courtly kiss upon it.

He was oozing charm with every fibre of his being. Ginny was cherishing his sincere manners.

He produced two small vials and handed them to her. "Shrinking solution and swelling solution. You can keep your flowers in your bedside table drawer and use the swelling solution to enjoy them when you have some privacy."

"Oh, you have thought of everything."

"No, this is the rest of everything," he said while pulling out a small box from the pocket of his robe.

Attached to the box wrapped in red foil paper was a card. Ginny opened the card and read it. Small tears formed at the corners of her eyes. At the bottom, he had signed it "Undeniably yours, Draco."

Flooded with delight, Ginny threw her arms around him and gave him a kiss. She then turned back to the present wondering what else he could have got her. She slowly unwrapped it and looked perplexed.

"How did you know I use jasmine and rose soap?"

"I smelled it on you. So I checked with the apothecary in Hogsmeade and he stocked it." In addition to the soap was lotion, toilet water, bath cubes and bath beads in the same scent. "You know, the scent of you haunted me in my dreams all last summer."

Ginny turned a surprised look to him. "When did you ever get close enough to smell me before Halloween?"

"Professor Umbridge's office," he answered with an apologetic look. "When I grabbed you, I got close. All summer, I kept dreaming about you, though I didn't realize it was you until after Halloween."

He continued, his tone changed, "By the way, I've been meaning to ask you, how did you learn that Bat-Bogey Hex?" The look on his face was one of admiration.

"Well, growing up with six brothers," she began, but was interrupted.

"Six, I thought you had ten, or at least it seems that way. Anyway, I'm sorry, continue please."

She went on. "Well, with six brothers you learn to stick up for yourself or get trampled." Draco nodded his head trying to grasp the concept of him having several older brothers picking on him.

"I've had to be especially resourceful when it comes to dealing with Fred and George and all the silly pranks they've pulled on me. After I learned that Hex, they've gone easy on me." She sat upright, proud of herself.

"A woman with a backbone and a bit of fire. I am impressed," he praised her, planting another kiss on her hand.

Ginny's eyes went wide. "Oh, I almost forgot."

She reached around the back of the couch and handed Draco a card. He opened it and read it quietly to himself. His smile spread even wider as he read it. At the end he repeated what she had signed at the bottom, "With all my heart, without end. Your Ginny."

He sighed and closed his eyes then opened them, a smirk appeared on his face, "So, where's my present?"

"You'll get it later."

"Oh, I'm beginning to like the sound of this," he said, leering at her.

"First, let's have some dinner or we won't have our strength for later tonight," she said as prim as proper as she could considering what was on both their minds.

"Oh, I really like the sound of that." He leaned over and gave her a soft kiss.

After dinner, they danced to a few waltzes and the foxtrot to Billie Holiday singing "Stars Fell on Alabama." They ended with a tango, "Por Una Cabeza." It had unofficially become their song. After dancing they headed towards the bed with Ginny leading the way.

Draco had begun to kiss her, but she pulled away and shook her head. He wondered it this was going to be another night like when she discovered his stomach and chest.

She slowly unbuttoned his shirt and removed it. After gently pushing him onto the bed, she led him to a position of her liking. He was lying down and she was on top, straddling him. Grabbing one arm, she stretched it toward one of the bedpost. Draco was too busy paying attention to kissing Ginny to notice the strap she tied around his wrist. It wasn't until she finished tying the other hand and sat up that Draco noticed the very vulnerable position he was in.

Draco panicked as he was always, well, mostly always, in control. The only person who ever had real control over him was his father, so he began to fall into a state of alarm out of habit. He was about to shout, "Accio wand," when Ginny calmed him down.

Ginny stroked his cheek and told him it was all right, he was safe and that no harm would come to him. His heart began to slow down. Having himself at the complete mercy of a woman who wanted him was a bit kinky and very arousing.

Looking over his body, she finally decided it was time to get a good look at the rest of him. She began by unbuttoning and unzipping his pants. As she began to tug at them slowly, he raised his hips to facilitate their removal.

She pulled off his shoes and socks before pulling his pants off the rest of the way. She laid them neatly over the back of the settee so they wouldn't be wrinkled by the night's end.

Ginny could feel her heart pound with excitement. This was far more sexually adventurous than she ever thought she could be. It was empowering to discover this hidden sexuality within her.

Surveying the sight of Draco with his hands tied down to the bed clad only in his boxers, she saw that his legs were muscular and his boxers were bulging.

"Here, let me make you more comfortable." She reached up and started pulling off his boxers.

Before he would lift his hips this time, he had to ask her something. "Ginny, are you sure you want to do this?" He thought that she was ready for something a lot more intimate than what she really had planned for the night.

She went over to the side of the bed and leaned close to him, her hands stroking his face. "I am very sure. I have wanted to do this for a while. I have no regrets. Don't worry, we're not going that far...not tonight at least." Then she leaned over and gave him a gentle longing kiss.

Ginny rose and went back to the task of removing his boxers. When she finally dispensed with them, she gave a small gasp and blushed deeply. Draco found this very alluring. She didn't imagine it would be so...big. A small pang of fear raced through her. If they ever did get that far, how was it supposed to fit in her?

Draco looked at her face and thought he would take advantage of her surprise. "I hardly think it's fair. Here I am utterly naked and there you are completely dressed."

Ginny shushed him with a finger to her lips. She began to slip her dress off her shoulders and eased it past her breasts, below her waist and over her hips.

Sitting back at his side, she leaned over to his hand and brought her lips to it. She began to kiss one of his long elegant fingers then gently began sucking on it, taking it deeper into her mouth.

Draco let out a low groan of pleasure at the sight before him and what she was doing to his fingers. Ginny was sitting next to him in nothing but a lacy bra that was almost sheer enough to make out her nipples and a pair of silky knickers, both in teal.

And here he was, his hands tied, unable to grab her in his arms and caress that milky flesh. Her legs were brushing against the side of his chest. This was torture, sweet agony of want and lust.

Her hips curved out from her waist in such a way that it drove Draco to near madness, though he couldn't quite explain why in his mind.

Slowly she climbed onto the bed and dragged her hair on his skin, up his thigh, raking her fingers against the skin then gently kissing it. She dragged her hair across his stomach and placed her mouth inches above his erection. She then veiled her hair around him.

When he finished, his whole body was dripping with sweat. He felt as if he had flown to the moon and back on a dragon.

She crawled up the bed and nestled next to him and finally untied his arms. His heart was pounding even harder than it had after their first night together. This was beyond his wildest fantasy. He never knew it would feel so incredible.

His eyes felt heavy, but he didn't want to fall asleep when Ginny was lying next to him in nothing but a bra and knickers.

He rolled her onto her back and said, "My turn."

Ginny placed her hands over her bra and panties, signalling that she wasn't ready to give them up this night. Draco gave her a tender kiss.

Softly, he said, "I am willing to wait for that another time. What I can't wait for now is the chance to caress and kiss this skin."

He dragged his well-manicured fingers over her skin so lightly she gasped and shook while arching her back as if she was about to climax.

"You are going to have so much fun tonight," he purred in her ear.

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The next time they met for another clandestine meeting, Ginny allowed Draco to completely undress her. After teasing and then feasting on her breasts that sent her into fits of screaming pleasure, he decided it was time to return the gift she had given him on Valentine's Day.

Lying on her back, she could feel her stomach flutter and her blood rush though her body. Draco was sitting at her feet drinking in the sight of her. She looked frightened.

He told her that he would only take this as far as she was comfortable with. Ginny knew that they wouldn't be taking the final step into physical intimacy tonight, but the idea of Draco's hands and head between her legs made her unsure. She just didn't know what to expect.

"We can go as slow as you want. I want you to enjoy this to the fullest. I just hope you'll like it. I've never done this, but if you could tell me what you do like, I'm sure that will help me to please you." His smile was warm and Ginny felt herself relax a little.

His hands began at her feet. He lightly grazed them over her ankles and up her calf. When he reached her knees, he bent them so he could kiss her knees.

Ginny felt a surge pass up her legs where he was touching her and into the pit of her being. When Draco began to part her legs gently and kiss his way up her thigh, she began to tremble, her legs shaking as if they were holding a heavy burden and were about to give out. Draco looked up at her face to make sure she was all right.

Her eyes were closed, the sensation of his hair rubbed against her inner thigh made her breaths ragged. Ginny had never felt anything so soft against her skin, it was softer than silk, more tantalizing than her own fingers. A throbbing sensation was building between her legs and she could feel her own wetness. Her legs parted even more and Draco looked at her sex. It was like a rare orchid.

When she was screaming and bucking, Draco was glad they had always thought of a room that was locked and soundproof.

Ginny felt a burning heat build in her lower abdomen. It finally released from it bounds and the fire spread through her body. Her eyes were shut tight and she wished that she could open them so she could see Draco.

Finally she lay still. Draco climbed up along side of Ginny and stoked her forehead, which was spangled with sweat.

Ginny wanted to describe what she felt, as it was nothing like she had ever experienced before. "I...that...I have never felt like my body could...is that..."

He admired the wondrous glow about her. "You mean you've never had an orgasm before?"

Ginny looked at him and realized that that was exactly what she was trying to explain. She nodded her head and began blush, though it was hard to tell with her cheeks flushed already.

Draco leaned over her and gave her a kiss on the forehead and looked deeply into her eyes. "I'm glad you liked it." He settled in next to her and pulled the covers up, then started stroking her hair.

After a while Ginny drifted off to sleep and rolled onto her side. Draco spooned her from behind. He saw her hair splayed over the pillow, it was a mane of fire with soft tendrils falling over the edge of the pillow. He wanted to stoke her skin but was afraid to wake her.

Draco gave a deep sigh. He felt utterly content for the first time in his life.