Can't Decide to Love or Hate You

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Chapter Seven

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"Draco."

Draco smiled to himself. "That's right, baby. Say my name."

"Draco."

"Come on, one more time. Say it like you mean it," Draco said as his finger unbuttoned the last button on Ginny's silk blouse.

Draco had been walking back to his common room when he was suddenly jumped from behind and dragged into a nearby classroom. Too startled to fight back, Draco was about to hex the sorry person who decided to attack a Malfoy when he caught a glimpse of red hair in the barely lit room.

"Ginny?" he asked in disbelief. "What the hell was that for?"

Draco swallowed his next words that included twat and silly bint, when she slowly stepped out of the shadows, wearing only a tight, low blouse and a very short black skirt.

Draco stared at the cleavage popping out of the silk red blouse in awe, and felt his mouth collect with saliva at watching her skirt ride up her long legs with each step she took towards him.

Draco gulped slowly as Ginny stopped in front of him, so close that Draco could see her eyes light up with fire. Then without warning, she ripped off his shirt.

Draco's eyes popped out in shock as the cold air hit his bare, sculpted chest. "Ginny? What the hell are you doing?"

Instead of answering with words, Ginny slowly dragged her fingers down his skin, while licking her lips slowly with her tongue. Draco shuddered with excitement at her touch and felt shivers go down his spine. As quick as it started, she stopped and drew her hand away, taking a step back and making him moan in protest.

Draco watched her hips sway as she walked towards a nearby desk. "Ginny, what's going on here?" he asked in desperation. He didn't want this to turn out to be some game.

Ginny turned around at his question, and grinned slyly at him before hoisting herself up on a desk. Her long legs dangled over the edge as she beckoned Draco over with her slender finger.

Draco slowly walked over to her, unsure of what to do or say. All he knew was he had to get to her, and fast. And when he did, he took a good stare at her before pushing her down on the desk and climbing on top of her in a searing kiss.

"Oh, Draco," she finally muttered as Draco abandoned her now swollen lips and took to nibbling her neck, sucking it gently until it was red. Her lust filled voice made Draco's pants bulge in excitement, and his heartbeat quickened as he felt her hands unclasp his belt buckle.

This was nothing compared to kissing her the day before. Feelings exploded in his body, making him more excited as he kissed her lips harder. He wanted to touch her everywhere. He wanted to be with Ginny, to be in her, to be one with her.

And here he was, about to open up her red silk shirt, when she screamed out his name.

"Come on, you stupid ferret. Wake up!"

Draco's eyes jolted open, and he yelped loudly when he found himself in a bed in the hospital wing, no longer straddling Ginny on a desk. He yelped even louder when he saw Ginny standing over him with a grin on her face.

"Hi," she said sweetly, even though she was enjoying the fact that Draco looked quite startled.

Draco ignored her and threw off his blankets. His shirt was back on, and it somehow changed into the hospital pajamas. He glanced up at Ginny for an explanation, only to discover something more important.

"Why is your shirt back on?" he demanded, quite furious that he never did see what was underneath it. "And why aren't we on a desk?"

Ginny's face went blank for a moment before breaking out into laughter. "Draco, are you feeling all right?" she asked in-between giggles. "Maybe Ron did some permanent damage."

Draco stared at her blankly before remembering yesterday's events of kissing and blacking out. He continued to stare at her before it all sank in.

He groaned loudly and lay back down. "It was all a dream," he said to himself.

"Dream?" Ginny asked curiously. "What were you dreaming about?"

Draco looked up at her, suddenly embarrassed. He would have had a dream with a very naked Ginny if she didn't come and wake him up. "Never mind that, what do you want?"

Ginny's face broke into an excited smile. "The plan is working!"

Draco stared at her blankly. "You woke me up just to say that?" Draco asked coldly.

Ginny rolled her eyes at him before sitting into the chair next to his bed. "Shut up, Draco. This is important. I don't even know why you're being all cross. All you were doing was sleeping, nothing important."

"Well I'll have you know, that you interrupted a very good dream," Draco said matter-of-factly.

Ginny smiled evilly at him. "Sounded like it."

Draco scrunched his eyes at her in confusion. "What did you say?"

"Nothing," Ginny said before changing the subject. "Don't you want to know why the plan's working?"

Draco sat back up and shrugged his shoulders. "Well since the whole idea of us being together was for Potter to get all crazy jealous, I'm going to guess that's what happened."

Ginny scowled at Draco. "You're no fun," she said grumpily.

Draco raised an eyebrow at her. "He's crazy jealous? Wow, he is weaker than I thought."

Ginny sighed before shaking her head. "No, but I think he's a little jealous. We had a bit of a row yesterday, and he said something about him not wanting you and me to be together."

"Well of course not," Draco said, "He hates me. Why would he want anything of his to belong to me?"

Ginny glared at Draco in a sudden rage. "Not only am I not his, but I don't belong to anyone, especially not you."

Draco shrugged her temper off as if it was of no importance. "Okay, so you think he's jealous. Now what?"

Ginny bit her bottom lip in thought. Draco was about to suggest having sex in front of Potter to really piss him off, when Ginny jumped out of her chair.

"The Halloween Ball!" she said excitedly.

"The what?" Draco asked with disappointment. He was hoping she would say something along the lines of his thoughts.

"The Halloween Ball," Ginny repeated. "You missed Dumbledore's announcement at breakfast this morning. The whole school is having a costume dance instead of the usual feast. We could go together!"

Draco stared at her. "That was your brilliant plan?" he asked with a sigh. "People would have expected us to go together anyways."

Ginny sighed with annoyance at him. "Well it's a start," she snapped. "I don't see you coming up with any brilliant ideas."

"Well, I did have one," Draco started but stopped when Ginny started to walk away. "Hey, where are you going?"

"Class," Ginny said over her shoulder, "Which you're going to be late for."

Draco swore quietly to himself for oversleeping as he jumped out of his bed and grabbed his clothes. He just took off his shirt when Ginny's head popped into view.

"Oh, and Draco?"

Draco felt himself blush at the feeling of being half naked in front of her. "Yes?" he said, trying not to gulp with sudden nervousness.

Ginny smiled evilly at him. "You are quite the vocal one in your sleep." With a wave she was gone.

Draco stared at the spot where she was, letting her words sink in. Groaning loudly, Draco sank back onto his bed in frustration. He had to stop talking in his sleep.

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Ginny blankly stared at the board, not paying attention at all to Professor McGonagall's lecture. Instead, her mind wandered off into the sight of seeing Draco without a shirt. She found herself drooling at the image, and was quite impressed with how cool she acted towards him when she walked in on him changing. Half an hour later and it was still on her mind.

It's not as if she's never seen a guy half naked before. She's actually had the unfortunate pleasure on walking in on one of the twins butt naked. The male body was nothing new to her, and she was raised by so many older brothers. And she's even seen Harry with his shirt off.

Ginny shuddered slightly at a particular memory with a shirtless Harry.

~*flashback*~

It was a hot summer day at the Burrow, and Ginny was thankful that she had a cooling spell in her room. She was sitting on her bed and attempted to get some reading done when there was a light knock on her door.

"Come in," she said without looking up.

She heard the door open and close, and looked up to see Harry standing next to her bed.

"Hi, Harry, "she said with a warm smile. She was always so happy to see him.

Harry returned the greeting with a smile before sitting next to her of her bed. "What are you doing?" he asked while looking at her pile of books.

Ginny sighed loudly. "I kept on putting off this Potion reading assignment all summer," she said grumpily. "All it ever does is give me a headache."

Harry nodded quietly before leaning closer to her. "I know what will take care of your headache," he whispered into her ear.

Ginny felt her heart beat madly and her face burn with red. "Harry, my mom's downstairs," Ginny said, not able to look him in the eye.

Harry gently took the book out of her hands, and along with the others he put them on the floor. "She went out to the grocery store. Actually, everyone went with her to go into town."

Ginny bit her lip before managing to look Harry in the eyes. He was so gorgeous. Harry smiled at her sweetly before leaning in for a kiss.

His kiss was sweet and gentle, as they always were. Ginny smiled against his lips as she put her arms around his neck and pulled him closer. She sometimes wished his kisses were more forceful, but she never dreamed of complaining.

Excitement filled her as his body leaned into hers, making Ginny lie down on her bed with Harry on top of her. Deciding to take a little control, she opened her lips up underneath his, letting him now that it was okay. Harry quickly understood her motives and slid his tongue into her mouth, increasing the passion of the kiss.

Harry's hands went down her shirt slowly, before going underneath it. Ginny managed not to giggle at his awkward gropes, and decided to help him out a little.

She broke the kiss and sat up, causing Harry's hand to recoil from her body. Before Harry could question if he went too far, she grabbed the bottom of her shirt and pulled it over her head.

Harry's look reminded Ginny of the face of a little kid in a candy store. After he stared at her in shock for what seemed like forever, Ginny started to feel embarrassed.

"Harry?" her voice squeaked.

Harry's eyes finally blinked, but still no response from him. Now red,

Ginny reached over for her shirt when Harry grabbed her hand. Ginny quickly faced him once more before Harry gave her another sweet kiss, making her melt.

Ginny felt Harry's legs straddle her as she leaned closer into his body and kissing him frantically. This was a new level for them, something she has been dreaming about forever.

Once again, she gently broke their kiss and looked Harry in the eye. "I'm ready, Harry," she whispered.

Harry's eyes rounded with surprise. Just a few nights before, they had a serious, and uncomfortable, conversation about them going all the way. She wasn't sure if she was ready to do such an act, but when she voiced her opinion he immediately told her that he loved her and would never hurt her. "Are you sure, Ginny?"

Ginny nodded slowly, unable to speak anymore words. Harry gently laid her back down on the bed with a kiss, before pulling back off and taking off his own shirt.

Ginny stared at his naked chest in wide eyes, her mind registering on what they were about to do. She was about to loose her virginity to the only man she has ever loved.

"I love you, Harry," Ginny whispered quietly, her voice shaking with nervousness and lust.

Harry looked at her thoughtfully before he leaned back down to Ginny to kiss her with more of a force than he usually had. Ginny moaned underneath his lips as he played with her bra before reaching underneath her back and taking it off. Ginny felt herself blush as Harry took her in sight, and deciding to keep herself occupied, she trailed her fingertips down Harry's chest until they landed at his belt buckle.

Ginny watched her fingers slowly unbuckle Harry's belt, swearing she heard him gulp nervously. She just started to unbutton his pants when she heard a door slam.

Ginny quickly took her hands away from Harry's pants and stared at his face in horror. "They're home."

Harry's eyes widened as he jumped off of Ginny, and quickly put his shirt back on as she did the same. There was a quick kiss and a mumbled goodbye before Harry ran out of her room. A breathless Ginny sat alone on her bed, too overwhelmed by what they just did, to take into fact that that was the first time that Harry never said I love you back.

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Ginny's daydreaming was broken suddenly by an elbow nudging her side painfully.

"Ow!" she muttered quietly, glaring at Riley who was sitting next to her. "What was that for?"

Riley looked at her with urgent eyes and nodded her head towards the front of the class.

Ginny quickly looked in front of her and saw McGonagall staring at her, along with half the class. "Miss Weasley, please pay attention," McGonagall said with a strict tone. "I do not allow daydreaming in my classroom."

Ginny's face burned with a blush. "Sorry, Professor."

Once the class went back to normal and McGonagall was not staring at

Ginny anymore, Ginny went back to taking notes when she saw Riley push a piece of parchment towards her. Making sure that no one was looking, Ginny read it.

Who were you daydreaming about?

Ginny looked up at Riley with questioning eyes, but found her taking notes and trying to avoid eye contact. Sighing, Ginny gave her the answer that she was probably expecting and pushed it back to her.

Draco.

Ginny was about to go back to writing down the instructions on how to properly transform your hair color into whatever color you wish it to be, when Riley's note interrupted her.

Please don't lie to me, Ginny. I thought we were friends.

Ginny stared at the parchment, slightly shocked that Riley would straight out accuse her of lying. The quill hesitated over the parchment, unsure if she should try and convince Riley that she wasn't lying or if she should tell the truth.

Why do you think I'm lying?

This time Ginny didn't bother going back to notes, knowing that she would receive the parchment quickly.

I see you with Malfoy and I saw you guys kiss yesterday, but I also see how you still look at Harry.

Ginny stared at the piece of paper, slightly annoyed. She knew Riley just wanted her to come out and say what was really on her mind, but she couldn't.

And how do I still look at him?

Ginny smiled to herself, happy that she avoided Riley's question of telling the truth. Just when Riley passed her back the note, the bell rang signaling the end of the class. The class poured out of the room quickly, and before Ginny had a chance to get out of her seat she read what Riley wrote.

Like you're still in love with him.

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