You Either Can't or You Won't

Draco Malfoy had been dating Pansy Parkinson for years. They were seventeen now, and he wanted something more.

Ginny Weasley had been pining for Harry Potter since she was twelve. Now sixteen, she understood that they could never be, so she started a new search.

Ginny walked through the hallway on her way to Potions. In the dungeons, she passed Draco and Pansy.

Draco and Pansy were entangled in a passionate snog. But something happened that made Draco pull away.

Ginny walked past.

Draco stared as Ginny strode by. "When did the baby Weasley become so damn sexy?" he thought to himself. He noticed how her bangs fell over her sparkling blue eyes, they way she walked, and how her clothes stretched over her fit body.

"What's wrong, baby?" asked Pansy, squeezing Draco's sides. She was ignored.

After Ginny passes, they continued their business.

* * *

Ginny was in the library studying for her next Charms quiz with Hermione as her tutor. Ginny looked up when she heard the sound of books slamming onto a table.

It was Draco.

Ginny stared at him while he stood at the table, waiting to return his books.

"Okay, so the Banishing Charm is used for...Ginny?" said Hermione.

"When did Draco get so...hot?" Ginny thought.

"Ginny!" said Hermione as she prodded Ginny with her wand.

"What?"

"That's sick. It's Draco. He's repulsive."

"This coming from the person who likes my brother," Ginny retorted.

"But this is Draco," Hermione replied, her face turning slightly red.

"So?" Ginny knew what she wanted, and had to go for it. Hermione knew better than to stop her.

* * *

Ginny snuck over to the Slytherin table during dinner that evening. She slithered unnoticed behind the bench where Draco was sitting. She snuck over to his bag and dropped a folded piece of parchment inside. She tried to get away, but she didn't leave without being seen.

"What are you doing here?" Goyle asked.

"Oh...I, uh...must have traveled the wrong way to the Gryffindor table..."

"Hey, don't be so mean to her. Come back any time, Weasley," Draco sneered as she walked by.

"What was that all about?" Crabbe asked.

"Dude. She's hot," said Draco, still staring at her as she made her way to the Gryffindor table.

"Weasley?"

"Yes. Weasley."

* * *

After dinner, Draco made his way to the Slytherin common room. He ventured up the stairs to his room and dumped his bag onto his bed. As he was searching for a quill and ink, he came across the folded parchment. He did not recognize it, but being the nosy sneak that he is, he opened it and read.

Draco,

I can't stand seeing you waste your time with that ugly piece of trash. If you want a real woman, wait for me outside Quidditch pitch after practice. I'll show you a good time.

The letter wasn't signed, but the author had a point. There were plenty of other better looking girls at his school, including Ginny. Hoping the letter was from Ginny; he changed into his Quidditch robes, grabbed his broomstick, and made his way down the pitch for eight o'clock practice.

* * *

At seven o'clock, Ginny raced upstairs to her room. She knew she had to look her best if she wanted to get what she truly desired: a night with Draco. Maybe even multiple nights.

Ginny magically straightened her hair carefully so that not one hair was out of place. She dressed in her favorite outfit: a short, pink crop top and light blue, tight fitting, low-rise jeans. If only her mother could see her now, but that was the exact reaction she wanted.

She shined light pink eye shadow over her eyelids, and lined her bottom lids with brown eye shadow. Looking at herself in the mirror, Ginny thought she looked like a total knockout.

At 8:55, she made her way down to the Quidditch pitch to get her man.

* * *

Draco exited the locker room, sweaty from the vigorous practice. He looked around for his mystery woman. He continued to walk up to the castle, still searching. Next to the rock in front of the entrance doors, there she was. It was indeed Ginny.

"Weasley, so it is you," Draco pleasantly sneered.

"You guessed?"

"I'm not stupid."

"I never said you were."

"Well, what do you want from me?" Draco asked.

Ginny stood up and walked over to Draco. She placed his arms around her waist and threw her arms around his neck. She leaned in close to his ear and whispered, "What do think I want?"

Draco's grip around her waist tightened slightly. "I do have a girlfriend, you know."

"Whatever. That is a non-issue. I can do things to you that you have never dreamed of," Ginny seductively said.

"Is this some kind of joke, Weasley? What do you really want?" His grip tightened even more.

"What I want," she said, "is for you to take me someplace secret and make me scream."

A sinister smile crept onto Draco's face. "Seriously?"

"You think I'm not?" she questioned.

"Let's go," he said, taking her hand and leading her to the dungeons.

* * *

Ginny had a certain look about her the next day. She was supposed to be happy. She just had hot, wild sex with the hottest boy in the school. She really thought otherwise.

Draco did not feel guilty about his infidelity. He went about his business as usual, except for one thing.

"DRACO! HOW COULD YOU!" screamed Pansy.

"I'm grown. I do what I want when I want," he replied.

"Fine! It's over!"

"Alright then. I obviously have a better girl who can actually give me what I want. And boy, did I want it bad."

But then Draco had a realization. Maybe he did feel something for the youngest and only female Weasley child. If he didn't, he wouldn't have noticed her in the first place. He wouldn't have hoped that she had been the one that sent him that note. He wouldn't have made love to her, at least not like that.

* * *

"Ginny, what's wrong?" Harry asked. "It seems like something is really bothering you."

Ginny looked into Harry's emerald green eyes. It had been a while since she had really looked into them. Her old feelings had started to come back with just one look. She then realized that they never really went away.

"Nothing at all, Harry. Everything is just chipper," she bitterly replied.

Harry sat down next to her and put his arm around her shoulder. "I really do care for you, Gin." He gave her a one-armed hug and then left. Ginny started to cry.

* * *

The next morning, Ginny took a walk around the lake. Outside, Malfoy was waiting for her as if he knew that she was coming.

"Ginny," he said, "it's over with me and Pansy. I know I seem like a terrible person to your friends, and that may be true, but..."

Ginny looked up at him and just said, "Thanks for that night. It was great."

"Ginny, what I'm trying to say is that I need you. That night, you gave me the greatest time of my life, just like you said you would. I need a girl like that."

Ginny just looked at him confused and said, "Wow."

"...And I have a slight confession. I think I may have been feeling something for you before the incident. If I didn't, I wouldn't have been hoping that you were the one writing the note. I think I may actually like you for real."

"Wow, that's..."

"Will you be with me for real?"

"I can't," Ginny said, not meeting his eyes.

"Can't? Or won't?" Draco snobbishly asked.

"No, not like that. Really, Draco, you are great. I would have sex with you all the time if I could, but..."

"But nothing," he said. He took of his shirt, revealing a highly defined six-pack, and lay in the grass.

"Well, it's complicated. I thought I wanted you. Well, I did, and still do. But maybe it was only physical because..."

"Potter, right?" Draco cut her off.

Ginny remained silent.

"Look, Ginny. You have me right here right now. I like you a lot. We had fun together. You already know that the sex is great. We won't have to deal with the awkwardness before that stage. You are obviously attracted to me. I am available right now, and you know it. Potter? Well, Potter isn't here right now. He's always busy with his hero bullshit. He may not like you like I do. And if he does, who knows when he'll be available for you? I am here right now. Take me," Draco said, pointing at himself.

"I'm sorry, Draco, but I just can't," she sadly said.

"No. You just won't," he depressingly replied.

Ginny turned around and walked back up to the Gryffindor common room, hoping to find Harry. Draco remained shirtless at the lake. Ginny glanced back and saw Pansy Parkinson lay next to Draco.