Someone to Watch Over Me

Someone to Watch Over Me

*Chapter 6 has been divided into two sections. If you can't handle reading about Snape and Hermione having sex, but still want to read the fic, skip part B. You won't miss anything crucial to the story line.

Chapter 6A: First Date

Draco crept quietly into Ginny's dorm room early Saturday morning. He hadn't seen her in almost four days. Voldemort had had him running errands. Wedding errands! Apparently the Dark Lord was getting very excited about all of this, but that just made Draco suspicious. When it comes to Voldemort, there was always more going on than what meets the eye.

Ginny was not going to be happy about the news he brought. Their engagement would be announced in the Daily Prophet on Monday, so they needed to tell her family no later than tomorrow. She was going to be upset, possibly cry. But honestly, her family loved her. It was him who'd be in trouble.

He finally made it to her bed, drew back the hangings, and gasped in wonder. She looked like a Greek Goddess. A very naked Greek Goddess. All porcelain curves with her fiery locks spread out around her head on the pillow, the blankets bunched around her knees.

Had she looked this beautiful the last time he saw her? Surely not, he would have been unable to leave her.

He remembered the night he left. She had just come back from the Potion's classroom. Her entire face was lit up with happiness as she told him that the potion was not creating her feelings for him; more like bring them to the surface.

His first instinct had been to tease her about that, but then she'd kissed him. And it had been incredible kissing her and knowing that it was him making her feel this way and not a stupid potion.

Draco had wanted nothing more than to carry her off to bed and make love to her all night long. Unfortunately, Voldemort had chosen that moment to summon him, the Dark Mark on this arm burning painfully.

Ginny had seemed to deflate a little at the sight of it, and Draco had to admit that he was a little nervous that she'd change her mind by the time he got back. Four days would have given her plenty of time to talk herself out of it.

He'd sent her an owl yesterday, saying that he'd try his best to be back last night, but if not then this morning.

He allowed himself to slowly take in all of her naked form and grinned. This was for him, and he knew it.

Draco slowly crawled onto the bed, being careful not to wake her.

He leaned over and lowered his head, brushing her lips with his own while making sure that their bodies were not touching.

"Mmm," Ginny moaned, and slowly opened her eyes.

She gasped, and quickly pulled the sheet up to cover herself.

He chuckled and moved his lips to her ear.

"You're too late, I've already had a good long look," he drawled and started sucking on her ear lobe.

He slipped a hand beneath the sheet, and gently rubbed her right breast.

Ginny shivered, and felt herself blush. But whether it was from embarrassment or arousal, she wasn't sure.

"Draco! There are other girls in here, we can't do this now," she hissed, attempting to push him away.

He pulled back and looked at her in confusion.

"Then why are you naked?"

She turned even redder.

"I usually sleep naked," she mumbled, not looking at him.

Draco blinked at her, and chuckled in amusement.

"And here I thought it was just for me."

"And just how many girls have stripped naked for you?" she demanded, glaring at him.

His eyes narrowed.

"How many blokes have you stripped naked for?" he asked instead of answering.

Ginny looked away from him, and sighed.

"None, Draco. I've never slept with anyone before," she admitted, quietly.

His jaw dropped in shock.

"That can't be! The way you kiss..."

"I have kissed before! I just stop things before they go too far. Why do you think I've gone through so many boyfriends? They all wanted more, and I just wasn't ready."

Draco was quiet for a minute.

"And, are you ready now?" he asked, hesitantly.

Her grip tightened on the sheet, giving him her answer.

He turned away from her, and moved to get off of the bed.

"No, Draco wait! I'm not ready, yet. I will be, though. I just need to get to know you first, okay?"

Draco sighed and turned back to her.

"You're right. This has been going way too fast. Let me take you to Diagon Alley today. We can do some shopping, talk, and get to know each other."

"That sounds great!" Ginny exclaimed, relieved.

He smirked at her.

"But you have to do something for me," he whispered.

"What?"

"Drop the sheet and give me one kiss," he commanded.

A change immediately came over Ginny.

She knew that she didn't have to worry about Draco taking things too far, and with that fear gone felt a rush of excitement at his 'request'.

Grinning impishly, she slowly lowered the sheet. A thrill ran through her as his hungry gaze devoured her bare breasts.

Draco moaned as he watched her slowly crawl toward him, her unbound breasts swaying tantalizingly.

She put a hand on his shoulder, and pushed him down until he was completely on his back and at her mercy.

He groaned again as she lowered her entire naked body onto his, squirming provocatively.

"Ginny!"

"I'm only doing what you asked," she said, dropping kisses down his neck.

"I don't remember asking for this."

He was panting now.

She stopped and lifted herself off of him.

"Well, if you don't like it..."

His arms quickly slid around her waist, and pulled her back down on top of him.

He silenced her protest with a kiss, lightly running his hands along her bare sides.

Ginny suddenly jerked away giggling.

"My sides are ticklish!" she said to his confused look.

Draco gave her an evil smirk, and reached for her again.

"No! I mean it, Draco! Someone will definitely hear us."

He watched with regret as she wrapped the sheet back around herself.

"You need to leave and let me get ready. I'll meet you in the Entrance Hall in an hour, and then we can go to Diagon Alley."

He ran a hand through his hair.

"You're really going to leave me hanging here?" he asked, gesturing toward his crotch, which had been bulging out more and more over the last few minutes.

She just shrugged and impatiently pushed him out of the bed.

He stuck his head back in through the hangings.

"One hour."

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Two hours later, Draco was cursing as he waited at the bottom if the Grand Staircase.

He finally just resigned himself to the fact that his future bride was never going to be on time. It could be worse, he could be marrying Pansy.

Finally, she appeared at the top of the stairs. As usual, she took his breath away. Today her hair was pulled up in her trademark ponytail, but instead of robes she wore low-riding blue jeans and a blue sleeveless blouse.

"Are there any teachers around?" she asked in a stage whisper.

Draco looked around the empty Entrance Hall and shook his head, curious.

Ginny straddled the railing and slid down with a little more momentum than she'd meant, sending her flying off the end. She knocked him down, his head hitting the floor with a crack, and landed on top of him.

"Ow! That was more romantic in my head. Are you okay?"

Draco blinked, seeing stars.

"I'll be fine once the world stops spinning," he said, finally.

Ginny wiggled a little, and then grinned.

"You can't be in too much pain," she commented, rubbing her leg across that ever-present bulge in his pants.

He moaned and glared up at her.

"I hate you."

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"Draco, I have my own money..."

Draco smiled at the clerk in Madam Malkin's.

"If you could excuse us for just a minute," he said pulling Ginny aside.

She glared up at him, not liking how he always took control.

"I'm only going to say this once. I've got more money than we'll ever be able to spend. Don't fight me on this."

Ginny silently debated whether or not to argue. She noticed that they were attracting attention.

"I'll let this pass, today, but we're going to discuss this later," she said.

He stared at her, hard for a minute, then nodded and turned back to the counter to pay for their purchases.

After that, the day went very smoothly. They had a nice lunch at the Three Broomsticks, played with the cats in the Magical Menagerie, and shared a Sundae at Florean Fortescue's Ice Cream Parlor.

All in all, it was a very good first date.

Then Draco dropped the bomb.

"So I have some news," he said, licking his spoon.

"Oh?"

"Yeah, our engagement is going to be announced in Monday's Daily Prophet."

Silence.

Then, "WHAT!?"

The entire parlor went silent.

Draco grinned sheepishly at the crowd.

"Too much sugar," he explained, grabbing a hold of Ginny and dragging her out onto the street.

They ducked in a dark corner.

"Why would you..."

"I didn't. The Dark Lord did. It's weird Ginny; he's very pleased about our marriage and is doing things like that without asking."

She shook her head.

"I knew he was evil but, damn it! We'll have to tell Mum and Dad right away!"

His look turned guarded.

"What else?" Ginny sighed, knowing that there was more.

"He wants to throw you a bridal shower."

She started laughing.

He gave her a pitying look.

"What, you're serious? The evilest dark wizard of our time wants to throw me a bridal shower!?"

Draco sighed.

"I'm supposed to bring him a list of things you want."

Her laughter started again then turned to sobs.

He cursed and pulled her into his arms.

"I'm so sorry for pulling you into all of this. It was selfish of me."

Ginny sniffed and pulled back to look him in the eye.

"It was my choice; I just wasn't prepared for all of the complications."

He pulled a handkerchief from his pocket and wiped away her tears.

"Still, I'm sorry," he told her.

"He's up to something. This can't be good," she told him, biting her lip.

Unable to resist, he leaned forward and sucked her bottom lip into his mouth.

She gasped, and his tongue slipped into her mouth.

After a few minutes he pulled back and smirked at her dazed look.

"Um, what were we talking about?" she asked.

He chuckled and kissed her forehead, affectionately.

"We'll figure it all out, and we'll beat him. For now, we should just play along. We'll take one problem at a time," he told her.

She sighed and looked away.

"Try not to worry. I swear I'll do everything in my power to protect you."

"Why doesn't that sound more reassuring?" she asked with a smirk.

He smiled back.

"Let's get back to Hogwarts. I'll take you to dinner tonight, and we can discuss what to tell your parents."

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A few hours later found them, in a not so well know restaurant in Hogsmeade. They were given a private table in the back of the dimly lit dining room.

They ordered and stuck with small talk for a while.

Draco finally cleared his throat, and Ginny knew that he was ready to discuss her parents, but then he surprised her.

He stood up and walked over to her chair, dropping onto one knee.

"Ginevra Molly Weasley, will you marry me?" he asked, holding up a gold band with a solitaire diamond.

"No," she said with a smile, taking the ring from him and slipping it onto her finger.

"No?"

"I like to be unpredictable." She laughed, and then leaned down to kiss him.

Flash

They turned and saw a reporter from the Daily Prophet, along with a photographer.

"Mr. Malfoy, did you just propose to Arthur Weasley's daughter?" she eagerly asked, whipping out a quill and some parchment.

Draco forced himself to smile his most charming smile.

"I don't suppose you could be persuaded to wait 'til Monday to publish that picture, could you?" he asked, hopefully.

"Are you kidding? Draco Malfoy, the richest, most eligible bachelor in town just proposed to his late father's rival's daughter! This'll be front page tomorrow!"

"I guess we'll be visiting Mum and Dad tonight, huh?" Ginny asked, before guzzling down her full glass of wine.

End Chapter 6 A