Lose Myself with You

Lose Myself with You

By: Sakura Lena Yuy

Chapter 3: The Longing

Ginny sighed desperately as she continued to toss and turn in her bed. She stared at the ceiling as she lay on her back.

"I'm going to kill him," she whispered softly.

She closed her eyes once again. Memories flooded through her mind; she remembered every touch, caress, whisper, and every kiss. A sigh escaped her lips as she recalled his forbidden kiss. But as alluring as his kiss was, Ginny still didn't understand why she had allowed their encounters to go so far. Ginny wasn't one of those loose, ditzy girls that let men, like Draco Malfoy walk all over them. She had worked long and hard to make a name for herself, without using her family's name for backing. So why was she going to allow someone like him to come along and mess it all up? That was the question that continuously ran through her mind after their so-called dance.

"Why am I so willing to throw everything away because of one guy," she mused quietly as she rolled onto her belly. "And not just any guy. This is Malfoy we're talking about, a stupid slimly git that loves to tease and torment my family."

Ginny buried her head into her soft pillow and let out a muffed scream. "Why, why by Merlin's bloody hand am I falling for my worst enemy? And a man who will probably never return my love back?"

Ginny shot up and sat on her legs. She ran her fingers fiercely through her fiery hair. "No, no, no Ginny.This will not do, you have to get him out of your mind and most definitely out your life."

With a shout of frustration Ginny tossed one of her pillows across the room. But it instead of sailing through the air, it came to an abrupt stop and an audible laugh filled her room. Ginny lunged for her wand, but fell short as someone grasped her ankle. She knew it had to be an invisibility cloak covering the intruder, but she didn't know whom. She suddenly became tense realizing that it could be a Death Eater attempting to kill her. How could she have been so careless, she very well knew the importance of protection charms? But in her pensive state she had forgotten to put up the wards.

"I'm going to kill you, Malfoy," she whispered harshly.

Suddenly the grip loosened and Ginny jumped for a wand. "Lumos," she shouted.

She pointed her wand in the intruder's general direction, and waited for any movement but there was none.

After several minutes the prowler spoke up. "Well, well. Are you saying that I was the cause of that little outburst you had Ginny."

"Draco," Ginny muttered wide-eyed.

Draco shrugged off the hood of his cloak, and revealed his disheveled hair. His gray eyes glared at her amusingly as she continued to stare at him wide-eyed. He shook his head disapprovingly, and he gently cupped her cheek. "I take from your little outburst things aren't going as you planned. Perhaps I can shed some light on the subject?"

Ginny gulped at Draco's proposal. "What exactly do you mean by that? How do you plan on shedding light onto the subject?"

"Well by simply removing the curiosity. We will end it here tonight. We both give into our carnal desires and that will be all. And we will never have to deal with each other again."

She knew that this time there would be no interruptions. No co-workers appearing out of nowhere, no big brothers searching for their little sister, and no need for disappearing acts. She seductively licked her lips as Draco stripped the invisibility cloak off his body. Ginny stared at him, mentally memorizing every inch of his sculpted chest. He slowly began to crawl toward her once he positioned himself above her body.

"Ginny, would you like my help," Dracoquestioned one last time.

Ginny looked into his gray eyes, and answered by kissing him. She threaded her fingers in his pale hair, while he played with the thin straps of her nightgown. Draco took note that the gown was silk and smiled slightly. The woman has expensive taste, he thought to himself.

He slowly slipped off her straps completely exposing her shoulders to his hungry mouth. Draco began to feverishly kiss the silky flesh while pulling down the nightgown. Ginny ran her hands over the expansion of his back feeling all of his muscles. She sighed contently as Draco placed a trail of wet kisses along her collarbone, before coming to the slops of her mounds. Ginny grasped onto her bed sheets at the sensations that he evoked from her.

Draco was quickly losing his self-control, never before had a woman caused him to crave her like she had. The way Ginny pressed her hips against his body drove him insane and the scent of lavender drowned his senses. Her moans alone could have drove him on, the sound was like sweet music to his ears. Draco began to search for the silky touch of her legs, and growled as she pulled him into another soul searing kiss. Draco couldn't keep his thoughts straight. He wanted to give her indescribable passion, but to his surprise she was doing that to him. He was left awe struck after the kiss and remained passive as Ginny pushed him onto his knees.

Ginny smiled seductively as she began to run her fingers across the waistband of his pants. Silk, she thought happily, we have the same taste. She sat up and looked him directly in his lust filled eyes. Ginny ran her hands over the expanse of his chest caressing each curve. She suddenly came upon a scar near his right shoulder, and traced it softly. Then she raised her gaze to his face.

"A fine memento from my father," Draco whispered as he covered her hand with his.

Ginny frowned at his words. Then she softly kissed the imperfection that marked his skin wondering how a father could harm his own son. Draco closed his eyes noting how delicate her kiss was. It was a motherly expression of warmth and compassion; something that was so foreign to him. Draco began to wonder why he had spoken the truth. Normally he would have claimed it was a battle scar, but not this night. Even more strangely was the fact that he was allowing this tender moment, where he could have her screaming his name.

Suddenly Draco realized that Ginny had move away from his shoulder, and noticed that she tenderly kissed his hand. As she kissed each finger she sensuously suckled each fingertip. Ginny slowly began to run her fingers against the expanse of his chest and arms. She came across several scars ingrained in his porcelain white skin, and she tenderly kissed each one. Then he gasped as she softly brushed against the Dark Mark on his left arm.

"So it is true you are a Death Eater. Well it doesn't matter, Dark Mark or not you will be mine tonight," Ginny whispered huskily.

He licked his lips in anticipation. "Is that so Ginny, then I can hardly wait."

Draco captured her lips once again savoring her sweet taste. He gently pushed her back down on her bed. He groaned unhappily as his pants hugged his hips annoyingly; in one swift motion he kicked them off entirely.

"Damn clothes," he exasperated.

Ginny giggled softly as he impatiently pulled off her clingy nightgown. Just as Draco tossed the silk aside he heard a familiar 'pop' and jumped off the bed. Ginny unaware of the sound tossed him a questioning look. Suddenly she heard a soft knock on her door, and scrambled under her covers, while Draco covered himself with his invisibility cloak.

"Ginny? Honey are you alright," a soft voice asked.

Ginny paled. "Yes Daddy. Give me a moment please."

Draco shifted panicky. He was stark naked, extremely aroused, wand-less, and her father was about to open the door. If I were Potter this would be no problem. Then again if I were Potter I wouldn't be trying to shag my best friend's sister behind their backs. Draco thought impatiently.

Ginny pulled on a dressing robe, and used a banishing charm to hide their pajamas. She looked around one final time, and took a deep breath before opening the door. Mr. Weasley held up his wand and smiled softly at his daughter. Ginny pretended to rub her 'sleepy eyes' to divert attention from her flush cheeks.

"What is it Daddy? Is everyone alright?"

Mr. Weasley peered in the room and shook his head. "Yes everyone is fine."

Ginny held her breath as her father stepped in her bedroom, and she heard him mumble. "I thought I heard someone in here."

"Daddy?"

Mr. Weasley turned to his daughter again and chuckled. "Nothing dear, nothing at all."

Draco slowly paced back as Mr. Weasley came closer to him. Draco released his breath when Mr. Weasley walked back to the opposite end, but paled as Mr. Weasley stopped right by his wand. Draco felt it coming, he knew that at any moment her father would push off his hood and petrify him.

"Why are you here Daddy," Ginny asked distracting her father's attention.

Mr. Weasley sighed. "Oh your mother woke all startled saying that you where in danger, or something like that."

Before Ginny could reply Fred popped his head through the door. "Oh Dad, what's taking so long. Ron's getting all upset saying you should've brought Gin by now."

"Ron? What is wrong with Ron," Ginny demanded.

Fred shrugged his shoulders. "Don't know. He just owled us saying get to the Burrow; and that not to worry cuz no one was hurt, but that he needed to say something."

"Well then what are we waiting for," Ginny said. "Let's get out of here."

"Alright sweety, but was anyone here before," Mr. Weasley asked softly.

Fred glared at his sister, and then her bedroom. "Gin?"

Ginny forced a giggle. "Of course not.You don't see anyone here now...do you? Where could I possibly hide a whole...big...human...person?"

Fred laughed loudly. "Sheesh Gin, I would hate to see when you're lying, cuz frankly you're getting all flustered about nothing."

"I am not, getting flustered!"

"If you say so, sis."

Mr. Weasley walked out of the room, with Fred trailing behind. "Give me a minute," Ginny stated. "I want to put on something warmer than my dressing robe."

"Of course sweety. We'll wait for you," Mr. Weasley responded.

After Ginny closed the door she raced to the corner where she last saw Draco. "Draco," she whispered. "Draco where the bloody hell are you?"

She looked around and stomped her foot. "Where are you Malfoy," she hissed impatiently.

Suddenly her eyes widened when she realized his wand was missing. "He must have disapparated. That sly Slytherin."

Ginny walked toward her dresser when something caught her eye. She smiled shrewdly as she picked up the midnight blue silk pants off the floor. She laughed loudly, enjoying the thought of Draco apparating to his house stark naked with the exception of his cloak.

Well serves you right for taking my knickers, I will just take these as a simple replacement, Ginny thought triumphantly.