Professor Draco Malfoy

Professor Draco Malfoy

Chapter Six: Detention Again

When she arrived at her detention later that night, Malfoy was already there. "Ah," he said, smirking as she entered his classroom, "I see that you decided to come, Miss Weasley. You will be doing the same thing you began to do at your last detention but didn't manage to finish."

"Which part?" Ginny asked without thinking. Malfoy raised an eyebrow and Ginny blushed, realizing what she had just said. "I mean, err... um..." But Ginny couldn't think of what to say, and was getting more and more flustered and turning more and more red in the face.

Malfoy smirked, and thought to himself, Wow! She looks hot when she turns red like that!

Ginny noticed his smirk falter for a minute, and she almost thought that he turned a little red too. However, a minute later he was back to his smirking self, so she guessed that she must have imagined it.

"Five points from Gryffindor for what you were implying Miss Weasley," Malfoy sneered, angry at himself for letting this get where it had.

At this Ginny stopped blushing and started glaring at her professor, who was taking advantage of her. And without another word she started re arranging his bookshelves again. I can't believe, she thought to herself, that I even thought for a second that he was somewhat nice. Oh screw that; I never thought he was nice, only hot.

She chanced a glance at him, only to see him staring at her. She blushed and quickly went back to work. She was pulling books out of the shelves and putting them back somewhere else quite violently now, trying to get her mind off of Malfoy.

Malfoy noticed what she was doing and said sharply, "Weasley! Be careful with my books!"

Ginny blushed further and nodded, not looking at him. Stop it Ginny! She commanded herself, still rearranging the books, although not as violently as before, he is your teacher! And on top of that, you hate his guts! You have hated him since your first year! Ginny sighed. She knew that no matter what she tried to tell herself, she was falling for him, and falling hard.

Malfoy glanced at the small redheaded girl standing at his bookshelves. He knew that as the teacher he had to be responsible and treat her no differently than his other students, except for treating her worse than the Slytherins, but he couldn't stop the feelings that were now coming over him. As he watched the Weasley girl, he could tell that she was struggling with something, and he smirked as he realized that she was struggling with her feelings for him.

He sighed loudly, causing Ginny to turn around. As she glanced at him, she saw him looking at her with a strange look upon his face. "Err, Professor?" she said nervously, not sure how he would react.

Malfoy snapped out of his trance at her voice and could tell that his cheeks were turning red from embarrassment. Ginny looked at him curiously, noticing that he was starting to blush, but didn't say anything, and turned back to her work.

Malfoy, not thinking straight, silently walked over towards Ginny, and when he was right behind her he hesitated for a second, but turned her around and pressed his mouth down on hers.

Ginny's eyes opened in surprise as she realized what was happening. She knew that this should not be happening, and they would get in serious trouble if anyone ever found out, but at the moment she didn't care. She kissed him back: hard.

Malfoy was surprised that she had kissed back: he had thought that she would have shoved him away, but he didn't dwell on it. He just kept kissing her, pressing her back against the bookshelves, until she pulled away, gasping for breath.

Malfoy stepped back, and after what seemed like an age of standing there silently, Ginny spoke. "I-um... well... What just happened?"

"I-I don't know Weasley," Malfoy admitted, noticing the look of surprise on her face at his confession. "But I liked it!" he added with a grin.

Ginny smiled weakly, and muttered, "So did I... so did I." Then she looked up at him, as though she expected him to know what was supposed to happen next.

Malfoy sighed. He knew that he should not let this continue, as they would be in serious trouble if anyone found out, but he also didn't want it to end. He didn't have any more idea than she did of what was going on. He had always hated Weasleys, but now he felt himself aching for this one. She looked so innocent and vulnerable, and he liked that. In the past all of the girls he had had flings with had been hard-hearted whores who wanted nothing more than sex with the son of one of the Dark Lord's most devoted supporters. But this Weasley-Ginny-, she was different. She seemed like she actually liked him in a weird sort of way.

Ginny was biting her lip and tugging absentmindedly on her hair. "Err... Malf- um I mean Professor Malfoy?" she questioned softly, risking a glance at him, "Um... what is happening?" she asked again.

"Again, Ginny," he began, noticing her start when he used her Christian name, "I don't know. But I do know that this could get you expelled, or me fired."

Ginny nodded, looking at her feet and swallowing hard. Why do I care? she asked herself. You knew nothing was going to happen. But she couldn't stop the tears from coming.

Malfoy noticed that she was trying, unsuccessfully, not to cry, and he sighed and muttered, "Oh screw it," and kissed her again. She immediately stopped crying, and kissed him back. His tongue gently pushed against her lips, commanding them to open, and so they did, and Ginny welcomed his tongue into her mouth.

But when his hand started to take off her robes she knew that she had to stop it. "Draco," she gasped breathlessly, "Stop. We can't do this."

He nodded and pulled himself away from her. "You can go now. I'll let you off early this once." And with that he quickly turned away from her and slowly walked back to his desk to grade papers.

Ginny turned towards the door and Gryffindor Tower, but glanced back at Malfoy's retreating back and smiled. Unbeknownst to her, he was smiling too: a genuine smile at that, not his normal sneering smile.

When Ginny got back to Gryffindor Tower she muttered "g'night" to Meg, who she could tell was almost asleep, and lay down in her own bed, smiling up at the ceiling. Still smiling, Ginny fell asleep.

The next morning Ginny was woken up by Debby throwing a pillow at her. "Oi! Ginny!" she said, peering down at her roommate. "Time to get up! You are soooooo lazy!"

Ginny made a face at her and went to take a shower, still smiling. She knew she had to stop smiling or her all too perceptive friends would know that something was up, but she was too happy. She kept smiling until she got to the entrance to the Great Hall, where her smile faltered. She wasn't too sure about what to do about all of this.

Taking a deep breath, Ginny walked over to the Gryffindor table where Meg was sitting, fervently finishing her potions essay. "Hey Meg," she said, smiling at her friend, "What's up?"

"Stupid Potions is what's up," Meg grumbled, glaring down at the page in front of her. "It really doesn't matter how hard I try on this stupid essay, Snape'll still fail me!"

"Oh come on Meg!" Ginny said cheerfully, reaching for the pumpkin juice. "It can't be that bad."

"Ginny," Meg complained, "it doesn't matter if it's good or bad! You know that!"

"Yeah," Ginny agreed, "I guess you're right. But whatever, we have to go anyway, and then you can stop worrying about it."

Meg looked at Ginny curiously, wondering why on earth Ginny was excited to go to Potions, "Um, Ginny?" she asked, raising an eyebrow at her friend. "Why on earth are you excited for Potions?"

"Excited for Potions?" Ginny asked her friend incredulously. "I'm not excited for Potions! I'm just in a good mood!"

Meg shook her head, but didn't say anything. "Whatever, Gin," she said, making a face at her still unfinished essay. "We'd better go."

"Yeah, I guess so," Ginny agreed, stuffing the rest of her toast in her mouth and grabbing her bag. "Let's go."

When they arrived at the dungeons the Slytherins were already there, along with some other Gryffindors, all sitting at the back of the room looking less than happy about the upcoming class. And as Ginny glanced up at the front of the room, she noticed that Malfoy was standing there, talking to Snape.

"Hey Ginny," Colin said, waving her over to sit next to him. "How long is your essay? Mine is way too short I think."

"Um, it's about two rolls of parchment," Ginny answered distractedly. "I think he asked for two and a half, but whatever."

Colin was about to answer, but at that moment Snape turned around and clapped his hands. "Silence!" he barked, glaring at the class, as Malfoy walked out of the room. Ginny glanced at him, but he didn't look her way.

Potions had been hell, as always, and Ginny was very glad when it was over. Snape had given Colin detention and taken thirty-five points from Gryffindor when his dreamless sleep potion had turned pink instead of its usual blue. "Creevey!" he had bellowed, storming up to where Colin was sitting, cowering under Snape's glar., "Do you know what this form of the potion will do? No? Well, I'll tell you! If you gave just a spoonful of this mess to anyone they would have nonstop nightmares and daymares for two weeks. Longbottom made this same mistake last year. Are you the new Longbottom?"

"Err, no sir," Colin had squeaked, looking nervously at Snape.

So when class was over Colin was naturally in a very bad mood. "I just made one little mistake!" he complained as Bobby, Debby, Meg and Ginny nodded fervently. "He had no right to give me detention and take those points from Gryffindor for one puny mistake!"

"Ahh," said a cold voice from behind them, "that is where you are mistaken Creevey. Sometimes the tiniest mistake can result in death. Five points from Gryffindor for bad-mouthing a teacher."

Ginny and her friends turned around to see the sneering face of Draco Malfoy behind them. Ginny blushed and quickly looked away, hoping her friends wouldn't notice. Malfoy smirked when he saw her blush, and then turned on his heel and walked swiftly down the hall.

Ginny's friends then started complaining about Malfoy, not noticing Ginny's odd silence until they were all of the way to Gryffindor Tower when Bobby said, "Gin, are you okay?"

"What?" Ginny said, snapping out of a daze. "Oh... yeah! I'm great!"