My new favourite ficlet
I don't usually post parts of my fiction, but I chuckle when I read this part. I must have been in a very chirpy mood when writing this.From Fic: Tabanca, Chapter 5
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Sated and still basking ten minutes later in the afterglow of a good wank-off, Draco made his way through the darkened halls of the castle cheerfully. Harry and he nearly had a civil conversation, as…interesting…as it was. Draco paused and tickled the pear before entering the kitchens. He stared at Ginny who was yet again situated in those terribly uncomfortable chairs in front of the fire.
She wasn’t upset like last time but she was staring broodingly into the fire. The firelight cast shadows on her face making her look slightly…intimidating.
“Getting smashed again Weasley?”
“**** off, or better yet, jump into the wide abyss of hell, dance and shag the devil,” she paused, “dammit, you weren’t supposed to enjoy yourself...”
Draco smirked at her as her thoughts wandered off to other ways of making him suffer. He began to make his way towards her until he was ambushed by a horde of dirty, ear flapping house elves. Draco shuddered and stepped away from them. To his horror they closed in again.
“Can we help you?”
“Roast?”
“Tea?”
“Coffee?”
“Chocolate sauce?”
The other house elves stopped their yammering to stare at the offerer of chocolate sauce in disapproval. Said house elf looked terribly confused.
“It’s what he usually asks for.”
Draco winced as a derisive snort came from the fireplace. “I want Smoked Salmon and Pesto Rolls…” Draco watched as the house elves scampered to find his preferred cuisine.
“SAUTEE THE SALMON…WITH BUTTER! AND MAKE IT SNAPPY!” He hollered as an afterthought.
Smirking, he watched as the house elves began to re-make the sandwich, their little tea towels flapping as they scrambled around. Draco strode towards Ginny and sat himself comfortably into an armchair only to stare at her rudely. Ginny ignored him, sipping her tea with a control he admired grudgingly.
“I have something of yours.”
The blush that spread over her cheeks was quite satisfying to Draco as he leant back into his chair. He pulled out the pair of white knickers and waited patiently as the strained silence drew on.
“It has Wednesday written on it. Today’s Friday if I’m quite sure.”
Draco choked down his laughter as he gave her a grave look. “I don’t think it’s healthy to go that long without clean underwear Weasley.”
Ginny glared at him, “Are you done?”
“Well as I’ve stopped talking, I believe I was done some time ago therefore there was no reason for you to ask really.” Draco met her glare smugly.
“You’re such a git,” she muttered.
Draco grinned and got up to sit beside her. “A bloody sexy git though. Too bad I only like an appendage that you unfortunately do not own.”
Ginny turned to him in bewilderment as the confusion increased yet again. One minute he was joking, the next minute he was being a complete oblivious git, or perhaps just an insensitive git. Suddenly, Ginny was aware of how close they were and even more aware of the peculiar look Draco was giving her mouth. To her immense surprise he leant down to brush his lips against hers. Ginny sucked in a breath as he pulled away and she looked up at him hazily. His eyes were unreadable as he frowned.
“What the hell is wrong with me!”
Ginny scowled before sipping her tea again and moving a good five inches away from him. “How would I know, you’ve got an awful lot of problems.”
“It’s your fault,” he grumbled, “I don’t think we should talk to each other anymore.”
“What?”
“You give me a headache.”
Ginny stared at Draco indignantly. “How do I give you a headache!”
“I hate feeling confused. It’s annoying.”
“You’re not the one in love with someone you can’t have.”
“In lust,” he corrected.
“Fine.”
He glanced at Ginny who seemed quite serene, well just blatantly uncaring. It just made it harder for him to admit anything to her. She idly ran her thumb over the rim of her mug making Draco swallow nervously at the innocent action. He looked away and at his hands, feeling suddenly like he’d become a silly schoolgirl with a crush. A slutty schoolgirl.
Like Ginny.
He chuckled before choking on the laugh as Ginny cast a suspicious glance towards him. He watched as she pulled a schoolbook out of her bag on the floor and began to read. A corner of a picture stuck out at an odd angle form the book and being the nosy bugger he was Draco pulled it out. He held it above Ginny’s head as she shouted angrily.
“Give it here Malfoy!”
“Not until I see what it is.” Smirking, Draco opened up the folded piece of paper and his eyes widened as he stared down at a half naked wizard. Clad in only a towel over his waist, the wizard winked saucily at him causing Draco to swallow. Draco’s eyes raised to meet Ginny’s which were steadily trained on the roof.
A smile tugged at her lips. “Harry calls it my ‘man porn’.”
“He’s seen this?” Draco croaked.
“I just have a folder of amusing pictures, that being one of them.”
Draco choked. “Yeah sure. It’s called ‘Ginny’s porn folder – Do Not Enter’.”
“Shut up Malfoy.”
Draco crowed. “I can’t believe you have Playwitch. Aw man, this is too much.”
“I said shut up Malfoy!”
He sniggered as he handed back her picture which she promptly folded and put into her bag. She pointedly began to read again, lips primly pursed. Draco glanced at the page disinterestedly.
“Why’re you reading up on birth control potions.’
Draco blanched.
“Y-you’re not… You’re not…”
“No.”
He collapsed onto the back of his chair clasping his chest as he stared accusingly at her. “Don’t scare me like that woman!”
“You made your own assumptions.” She glanced at him. “My mum sent it to me.”
“Why?”
“She thinks I’m still with Michael Corner. Note said that while she wouldn’t mind cute mixed babies, she didn’t want them right now.”
A grin tugged at his lips at that one. Imagine that, Weasleys learning about contraception. “You didn’t tell her you broke up?”
“I just haven’t spoken to her about it.”
He gave her a suspicious look. “You are broken up?”
“Well we meet for a shag now and then.”
An uncomfortable feeling of jealousy gnawed at his stomach. “That’s always good.”
She rolled her eyes, “I’m joking Malfoy. I don’t usually go for casual sex.”
“So what are we doing?”
She sniffed. “I like to believe my side has an emotional connection.”
Draco gave her a wry grin, “I wanted to talk about that.”
“Yeah?”
“I realised I don’t mind you so much anymore.”
“You don’t mind me so much?”
“As in Weasley, I quite enjoy your company,” Draco huffed, “must everything be specific with you?”
“When you say things like that, yes.”
She gave him a look that sent tingles through his body. For Merlin’s sake, they’d just shagged a few hours ago, not to mention he’d wanked off…Draco swallowed as she placed her cup down and moved towards him.
“Don’t tense up like that,” she grumbled, “makes me feel like I’m as attractive as a pile of hippogryff dung.”
“Enough of the hippogryff talk!”
She grinned, “Alright then, how about we just snog.”
Draco nodded consideringly, “That sounds okay.”
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MOD NOTE: Edited for language. --Faith
