To Make Her Love Him

Chapter 4

Still panting slightly, she gathered her things and headed for the door. He caught up with her, grabbed her arm, and spun her around.

"Let go of me!" she said fiercely while struggling out of his grasp.

"Look I just want--can we talk?" he asked softly while loosening his grip on her. She looked at him coldly. Why was he doing this to her?

She quickly took her arm out of his clench and said, "Vocal cord-wise, yes. With each other, no."

"We've kissed Weasley, you and me. All 'Gone With the Wind', with the rising emotions and my rising...emotions, and what was that Ginny?"

"A spell?" she said hopefully.

"Oh don't get all prim and proper on me. And don't act like you don't know what happened. I know what kind of girl you really are."

"What we did is done. But I will never kiss you Malfoy; never touch you, ever, EVER again,"

"Things are different now G--"

"The only thing that's different is that I'm disgusted with myself." She said cruelly. He couldn't believe his ears, surely she was lying. She couldn't really feel like that, there was no way.

She began to walk to the door once again. He knew he couldn't surrender to her, and because of his Malfoy instincts, he yelled out, "Wait!"

"You know, you seem awfully paranoid over a couple of kisses Draco." She said, turning around.

"And you seem awfully quick to forget about them," he challenged.

"Look I'm sorry ok? I'm sorry if I made you think that it meant more than what it was. But when we kissed, you know that I was thinking about Hermione and Ron right?" she said coolly. He looked at her stunned. \What the hell kind of relationships do these Weasleys have with each other?! God that's shameful!\

Getting his voice back, he said, "You know, I always wondered about you three, but now that I picture it, it's very disturbing!"

"Wha--EW! Gross Malfoy! God I mean that they got together and they love each other and I wanted that too, so I was depressed. Depression that soon led to vulnerability and bad kissing decisions. But that's all it was ok? You have to let it go and move on."

He smirked and said, "Did it work?"

"What?" Ginny said, confused.

"Did you convince yourself?"

"Please, stop." She said firmly.

"A man can change--"

"Malfoy you're hardly a man! You're a boy! Practically a thing! A cold-hearted, conceited, egotistical, evil, self-centred thing!" she said, looking at him like he was a piece of trash. (A/N: Muahahahahah...aren't I evil?? My apologies to Draco lovers everywhere...I'm one too but I don't let my personal life interfere with my work...Sorry!).

He stood there, horror-struck. The one girl he ever really loved, and she had reached into his chest and torn his heart to pieces. But he wouldn't give up; he couldn't give up. He loved her through thick and thin, and some day, she'd love him too. He knew she would.

She turned again and reached for the doorknob. He ran up to her and took her hand before it opened the door.

"Don't walk away. Please," he pleaded.

"Don't touch me!" she screamed, "Just let me go!" She pushed him away. He nearly fell over, but he caught his balance and glowered at her.

"You're a boy, Malfoy. A rude, disgusting boy." She twisted the doorknob and opened the door an inch before Draco ran up to her, grabbed her tiny waist and turned her to face him.

All the words that were just said were forgotten when Draco kissed her. There was no stopping him, even if she wanted to; she was trapped in the Malfoy web and there was no way out. The bloody snake had tasted her and swallowed her whole.

The tongue-twister continued as Ginny jumped up, wrapping her legs around his waist with him supporting her by her ass. He walked forward towards the wall and stopped only when Ginny was pinned against it. Still kissing, he moved his hand through her shirt and up to her bra. He undid the clasp and sent a shiver down her spine. He took initiative and felt his way around her body.

He unzipped his pants and she stood up in front of him. She kissed down his chest, silently thanking God that he hadn't worn a shirt. When she got to his hip bones, he lowered his silk, black boxers as much as he needed to, and softly pushed her head down to meet his crotch. (A/N: No idea what else to call it...need more names for this kinda stuff!)

Draco moaned as he felt pleasure surge through his body. Sure, he was an experienced bloke, but he had never experienced Ginny Weasley, and that was something to remember. She knew how to work him up; how to get him excited, and she did it so well. She slid up and down, back and forth, not stopping for a minute. It was never going to end, this feeling of passion, this infatuation he had with her. His groans turned into high-pitched squeals as their production reached its climax. Ginny fell back feeling as though she was just unconscious when suddenly, consciousness hit her like a brick wall. She was stunned and appalled at the same time. //Oh God, // she thought, //what've I done?!//

Ginny was revolted with herself. She quietly got a towel and spat into it as hard as she could...several times. She then took another clean towel and wiped her mouth with it thoroughly. She saw Draco at the sink, washing his hands. She turned slowly and backed away. Her eyes couldn't possibly get any wider than they were now. Hands behind her back, she reached for the door and without turning around, she found the doorknob, opened the door and dashed out of the prefect bathroom without looking back.

It was the middle of the night, so as quietly as she could, she whispered the password to the Fat Lady, (Cookie Crumbs), and made her way upstairs.

She brushed her teeth and washed her mouth countless times for about an hour before going to sleep. She couldn't think, couldn't move, and could barely look at herself in the mirror. Sleep, again, was her only salvation, her only way out, and sleep is exactly what she did.

* * *

Draco heard the door slam behind him. Not wanting to believe that what he knew had happened, happened, he gradually turned around.

"She's gone," a voice beside him said.

Draco jumped and said, "Who's there?"

"Ever seen a mermaid? Well, at least a picture of one?" the voice said playfully. Draco realized who was talking to him and he turned sideways to meet the voice.

"Hi!" the mermaid said, "call me Marissa. You're Malfoy right?"

Draco nodded, "Yeah thought so. Your girlfriend left, ran away looking terrified, quite funny actually," she giggled.

"Thanks," Draco said sarcastically. \What a bitch! How could she just leave me here!?\ "I-I have to go. Bye,"

"Bye!" Marissa said cheerfully, "Feel better! And it's passed curfew so watch out for teachers!"

Draco nodded again and quietly made his way back to his room, cursing the name Ginny Weasley in all its glory. \I'll get her back. I'll make her mine whether she likes it or not\.

* * *

The next day, Ginny was running up the stairs to the Divination room. Colours flew past her and people stopped and stared as she zoomed by.

She was almost there, just one more corner when, BOOM! She fell back on her ass and looked up. Gorgeous grey eyes stared back.

"Fancy seeing you here, love," Draco said, while reaching out a hand to help her up. She didn't take it; she just stood up, dusted herself off, and walked around him.

"You can't just ignore me like that. Not after what happened--"

"Nothing happened, Malfoy,"

"Oh bullocks! You gave me a fucking blow-job Ginny!"

"Shut up you brolly!" Ginny's eyes widened with fright of someone hearing them. "Nothing happened. Ok? Got that? Nothing! You'll just have to get your rocks off by teasing and fighting people. It's the only way you feel pleasure so jus--"

"There are other ways..." he said mischievously.

"And to that I say see you later," Ginny rolled her eyes and said mockingly, "We'll finish this another time."

"So you want to skip the talking and get right to the snogging then?"

"I am not snogging with you again Malfoy, once was enou--"

"Twice," he said hopefully, trying to prove that she was wrong.

Ginny hesitated and said, "But not again."

Forgetting about class, she began walking back towards her common room. She was almost at the corner at the end of the hall when Draco called out, "You know what Ginny? You're not a slut. No, not at all. You're a tease. Get a guy all randy and then blow him off out of no where. It's only a matter of time before you realize that I'm the only one here for you love! You've got no one else! No one wants you to--" But Ginny had walked out of earshot and she didn't care to hear the rest of his speech.

* * *

"Alrigh' you lot, e'eryone inside," Hagrid said hastily, "Ginny, will you 'elp me with these Milldriggs? I've got to get 'em indoors before they get too wet or else they'll shrink and we won't be able to finish our assignments." Care of Magical Creatures class was usually great fun, until it started pouring rain and the class was cancelled.

This month the class was studying Milldriggs, a very interesting subject indeed. Shorter than house-elves, Milldriggs were green, fuzzy, stumpy little creatures, with the power to duplicate anything by command. Useless as this may sound, duplication was sometimes a necessity in the wizarding world. (A/N: don't ask why........not important.....my imagination can only go so far)

As Ginny carried two Milldriggs in each arm, Hagrid tapped her shoulder without warning. Surprised, she jerked and spun around, but as she did so, she slipped in a mud puddle, sending the Milldriggs flying into the air. Now covered in mud, she tried to get herself up but found herself slipping again. Hagrid came to the rescue and walked with her to the castle after locking the Milldriggs in his cabin.

"Good thing you didn't hurt yerself Ginny. Wouldn't want ya lying in an 'ospital bed for a week or two. Why don't you go up to the prefect bathroom and clean yerself up. I'll just be heading back to my hut now. I mean, you can make it up there on yer own can't ya?"

"Yeah, I'm okay. Thanks Hagrid," Ginny said while standing in the Entrance Hall. But as Hagrid turned and walked away she mumbled, "I'm okay as long as I don't run into any familiar blondes..."

She walked up the stairs, leaving a drip trail behind her. After stopping in her dormitory to get a change of clothes, she walked up to the prefect bathroom and closed the door.

When she heard the tub water begin to fill, she began to take off her robe when, "Talk about déjà vu. Didn't think I'd see you here, pet. Been mud sliding I see?"

She quickly put her robe back on and held it shut as if afraid that he was going to open it up. He inched towards her, slowly and hesitantly, and she inched away from him. The closer he got, the further she went until she was pinned against the wall.

"Don't worry love," Malfoy said playfully, "I don't bite...hard." He suddenly pinned her wrists above her head and kissed her roughly. And she kissed back. Feelings of anger, frustration, and worry crept up and down her spine, but feelings of heat, love, and desire were there too. Confused and weak she gave into him, once again...