Nic!!

I asked Nappa, he says it doesnt have to end happily...

Its in the administration forum thingy... so you can post your "Toast" here

*mwah*

~714

waah, i've got a new cookie! i just have to edit it...maybe tomorrow or later i'd have it up...
excellent cookie kaykos!

Kaykos - I LOVED the cookie, love love, LOVED it

ahem....well...

Okay - I have a new cookie from a new story I'm writing, Hidden Beneath, a sequel of sorts to Hidden Corner of the Universe. I usually don't do sequels, but I couldn't help myself - the plot bunnies threatened to keep bouncing and give me a headache unless I complied to their wishes

Yeah...anyways - here's the cookie. I'll post a link when the story's done

For background information - Ginny just told Ron about her and Draco, and Ron threw a fit (no surprise there). Giny ran off, and only Draco knew where to find her...so here we go...

~**~

Ginny felt a strong set of arms slip around her waist and she leaned back into the embrace, tears fallng even though she vowed she would never cry in front of him.

"Ginny." Ginny looked up at him and he kissed her lightly.

"I love you," she whispered against his lips.

Draco was silent. He didn't know how to respond, and she didn't expect him to. Ginny leaned as close to him as she possibly could and closed her eyes, her fingertip tracing circles along his arm...

Ginny turned around suddenly and gave Draco a kiss that suprised him with it's fervor. She needed to be close to him. She needed to prove Ron wrong.

She just needed him like she never needed anything before.

Ginny frantically grabbed at Draco's clothing, the need to breathe coming far second to the need to feel his skin against hers.

"Ginny," Draco said between kisses, stifling a groan as she pulled his shirt over his head and lightly ran her nails across his chest, "maybe we should - "

"Shh..." She put her hands on the sides of his face, willing him not to pull away.

His libido was screaming at him in several different languages as he attempted to pull away from the willing redhead in his arms. Her hands were fumbling with his zipper, and he stilled their motion by grabbing her wrists gently. She looked up into his eyes, and he saw the question and confusion they held, along with unshed tears. "I don't want you to regret this later," he said, moving his hands to either side of her face.

"Remember what you told me the first time we were together? Don't think. Just feel." She brushed her thumb over his lips and leaned up to him. "Just feel," she whispered before her lips met his.

~**~

That's all for now....heh heh heh...

So - good? yes? no? Should I continue the story or quit while I'm ahead?

~ Jacy

I guess you guys have probably forgotten me.... It seems like a milinium last time i posted here. But tell you what,

I was really, really, really, really, really, really, infinitely amazed by the cookies, specially the last one by jacy. (you go mate!)
Hehe i want more cookies....Somehow i think i can't live without them..... Need to cut some slack from the serious things and enjoy the delicious cookies!

QUOTE

His libido was screaming at him in several different languages

hahaha-that is so great

nice jacy!!!

~714

QUOTE

hahaha-that is so great nice jacy!!!

::bows:: thank you, thank you. No really, thanks - positive feedback helps me write faster

~ Jacy

QUOTE

I guess you guys have probably forgotten me....  It seems like a milinium last time i posted here.

Of course not Magic!!!!!!!! Actually I've been wondering where you went

Jacy WONDERFUL! Gah! I loved it! thanks for the compliment

Nicole

Well, I've never posted here, but I stumbled along this thread and decided to take a look. I love your guy's cookies! And that last one, Jacy, was really great. I hope you continue it.

~Gaia

Cookie from Labelled Caustic.

OK I think it's too long, but let me give it a whirl anyway.
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They stood at the banks wrapped up in each other as it continued snowing, almost oblivious to it. The air brushed lightly against them, with the moon´s light enshrouding them casting them into lyrical silhouettes.


Ginny opened her eyes and was starting to realise what she was doing. She loved every moment of it and didn´t want to let go but she was slightly confused. `Is this all a game to him?´ she thought. The fighting, the kissing and now this. She looked up at him in quiet befuddlement. He seemed as if his mind was far away. His eyes glazed over in contemplation.


Ginny frowned at this and took a step back away from him and this made Draco snap out of his trance and he stared back at her.



"Mal - D-Draco," she stuttered. His silver eyes hardened and his stomach gave a tiny flop. He couldn´t control it and he didn´t like it one bit. Draco saw the fear flit across her eyes but it disappeared and she bit her lip in that way that made him want to gasp for breath.

He regained his composure quickly though.


"Yes, I know I´m charmingly handsome. Don´t need to get all blustery," he smirked.


Ginny rolled her eyes and before she could even proofread what was in her head it was out. This made Draco rather surprised but he didn´t look so full of himself as he did before. She decided to roll on the tsunami she created.


"You heard me," Ginny whispered coming closer to him. Draco wanted to take a step backwards, not really knowing why but caught himself in time. "Kiss me, or are you scared-"


Draco caught her lips in a kiss. It wasn´t like the first time they had kissed. That was full of passion and it was almost rough. This one was soft and gentle. Ginny wanted to pinch herself to make sure this wasn´t a dream but her eyes fluttered open and there she was. Kissing Draco Malfoy.

His hands clutched her hips and gently brought her closer to him. Draco´s heart was pounding furiously in his ears and his knees were almost buckling. `Pull yourself together Man!´ was what was screaming in his head but he quickly doused it out by deepening the kiss.


Ginny never felt so confused and joyful all at the same time. The situation seemed so wrong but felt so right. `Argh!´ her heart yelled. Too many contradictions. But Malfoy and herself kissing was a contradiction by itself. She didn´t bother to go on, she just let herself be lost in their act. It was almost sinful.


She let her hands wrap around his neck and tousled his hair a little as his hands moved up her back. He then pulled away from her gasping for air as both their chests heaved. Draco couldn´t help himself and ravaged her neck like he did the first time but this time being much more gentle. He felt her shudder against him and he smiled. He trailed kisses up her throat to her jawline and landed his final kiss on her forehead and let their foreheads prop up against each other´s. They were both still struggling for breath, their eyes searching to what the other was feeling.


The perfect moment they were having was then put on hold.


"Malfoy! Get your hands off my sister! You twitchy little ferret," Ronald Weasley roared as he was running towards them, his lips swollen, cheeks flushed and robes askew. Behind him Lavender Brown was trying to catch up with him, shoes in her hands looking just as flustered.


"And here I thought Potter and him were having a grand illustrious affair," Draco said with a small smile. Ginny gave a giggle to do this and noticed that he still didn´t pull away from her.


"Impedimenta!" Draco growled. Ginny gave a bemused look toward her brother who was walking toward her in slow motion. "Let´s go then," he said with a grin, Ginny threw him back her own grin and they started back towards the castle. Passing Ron who was still moving towards where they were standing earlier. Harry and Hermione who looked like they had some broom closet action themselves were a little giggly and found Ron rather amusing.


"Malfoy, what joy you bring to us," Harry said shaking his head.


"I try my best," Draco sneered. Harry gave a searching look towards Ginny but she just smiled back. Harry could only sigh and look back toward Ron. Hermione had just reached him and recited the counter curse. When Ron had finally regained what had happened he gave a holler and was gently placated by Lavender.


"What is she on about Malfoy?" Harry whispered to Hermione.


"I really don´t know Harry, I just hope that she does."

********

I still think it was too long to post here! Lol...

Hope you liked it.

Cheers, blaze

Awwww...that was cute...I loved it and I didn't think it was too long at all.

Great job blazefury

~ Jacy

Okay, this is my latest cookie. It's entitled "Into My Darkness" and is sort of the sequel to "Even Angels Fall". Don't know what I'm talking about? Check out a few of the posts back.
Enjoy!!

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She could feel his eyes on her back.
It would land first on the top of her head then linger possessively at her waterfall of curly red hair.
She shivered, not knowing why, when she suddenly imagined the feel of his slender fingers weaving through her red tangles of hair.
She quickly snuffed out that dangerous thought.
His piercing gaze continued down the length of her back and the impulse to shiver threatened anew.
"Ginny?"
She looked up and focused at the timbre of worry in Harry Potter's voice.
Deep green pools of warmth met her bewildered gaze and she wondered briefly why she didn't melt under such intensity. God knew that she had been wishing for him to look at her in that way for the longest time.
But another pair of eyes occupied her mind right now.
Icy and wintry gray depths that revealed and communicated nothing.
Emptiness.
"Ginny?"
"Are you all right?"
She bit her lower lip self-consciously as she realized how much disruption she was causing. Even Ron and Hermione had noticed how skittish she was been being. She turned to them and smiled weakly and apologetically.
She saw the worry radiating from their eyes and the questions as well.
What's wrong with you?
Why are you so pale?
What happened last night?
Why won't you tell us?
They had been in the Common Room when she had come back from her Prefect Patrol last night. She had stormed by them without saying anything and promptly went to bed, relieved that they had the decency not to barge into the sixth grade girl's dorm.
"I'm just not feeling too well. That's all." She said, hoping that they would stop being worried now.
"Do you need to go to Madame Pomfrey" Hermione had her hand on her shoulder. It usually gave her comfort, but it was useless right now. The comfort that she offered did nothing to alleviate the coldness that continued to seep into her skin.
His eyes weren't straying.
Not a bit.
"Do you want me to go with you?" Ron had taken her hand in his; a tender gesture that he usually reserved in the direst of times and for him, Ginny getting sick was one of those times. He was staring entreatingly into her eyes.
His eyes would never look so soft...
"Ginny, you're turning awfully pale."
She immediately pulled her hand out from Ron's grip, surprising not only him but her as well.
"I'm okay." She reassured them, letting out a fake laugh of amusement as she hurt inside at the shock and puzzlement mingling together in her elder brother's face. Realizing that she wouldn't be able to stay another minute there, she hastily grabbed her books, said her goodbyes, and all but flew from the Great Hall.
The mental image of the shocked and worried looks on Ron, Hermione, and Harry's faces disappeared as she stepped into the dark and empty corridors beyond the oak doors of the bright and cheery Hall.
Even in daytime, Hogwarts' corridors were dark and scary.
She could still remember how, as a scared first year student, she had flatly refused to go anywhere without anyone with her.
Her fear of the dark heightened after the experience inside the Chamber of Secrets.
She had been exposed lavishly to Tom Riddle's darkness and it scared her. It scared her to think that she had done those things, things that she wouldn't have even thought of in her wildest imagination.
She, the most protected of all the Weasley children!
Draco Malfoy was darkness and if she wasn't careful she would be taken over again just as easily as Tom had.
She knew she didn't have the strength that Ron had and for one other thing, the darkness fascinated her as much as it scared her.
Tom had been very mysterious and suspicious but he was also seductive, and sympathetic, and so kind. He called to her from the confines of a diary that could think for itself. He reassured her that it was all right to step into his dark world. That he would be there for her.
That he would be her friend and protect her from the monsters that her mother said crept under the beds of naughty children.
It had been very easy to manipulate her, a mere innocent and lonely child.
Meanwhile, Draco had a charisma that called to her and it didn't help that his kiss was like drowning. It made her forget everything but him.
He held her down and held her fast.
He made her forget that she was still lonely.
That she had no friends.
That she was a nobody.
His kiss.
White blond hair, pale cool skin, and cold gray eyes assaulted her senses!
No. Not again. Have to get away.
"And what are you doing here, Weasley? Lost again?"
And then, like Gentleman Death himself, he stepped out of the shadows.
He was beautiful and forbidden, even more so against the dim torchlight. He looked as he did the night before, but more put together in his dark school robe and uniform.
His white blond hair wasn't slicked back as it occasionally was. Blond bangs fell over his gray eyes that held no emotion. Do they ever do?
She blinked away her thoughts and fixed on him her most menacing glare.
"Leave me alone, Malfoy."
He advanced towards her as he ignored her words, once more backing her up against the wall. She barely heard her books fall to the floor.
"It's dark here, little angel." He murmured quietly, privately, and caressingly. The back of his fingers trailed down the side of her face as he continued, "Who knows what might be about. No White Knight to rescue you here."
His fingers were cool and she trembled when they slipped down her neck and grazed her collarbone.
"Get your filthy hands off me." She managed to grasp out but unable to do a thing.
"I wonder." He drawled, continuing as if she never spoke at all. "Would he even come to rescue you again?"
And as unceremoniously, he crushed her against him and took her lips in his.
She fought him back with more ferocity this time. She hit him continuously, her little fists catching solid flesh. Her efforts became nothing when he caught her fists and held them above her head with one hand.
All this he did without ceasing the kiss.
She continued to be stubborn, unyielding.
But she needed to breathe sometime and this was when he chose to strike. The moment he deepened the kiss she was done for.
And as the night before, he became her drug.
Her only means of survival.
Her only need.
The epitome of her darkness.
Darkness, need, lust, want, greed, selfishness--her head spun.
It was the Chamber all over again only this time more vivid, more corrupted, and more real.
She found herself leaning against him for support. She was holding on to him and she was surprised that he didn't push her away.
His arms were around her possessively, but that was that.
"You're mine now."
She was nothing more but his possession.
She looked up and found her gaze met by cold gray eyes. "Do you still want to be rescued?"
Her answer was a kiss.
She needed him to survive now.
Why did she need to be rescued from something that she needed in order to live?

Cassandra that was... AWESOME! I loved it! *sigh* really loffly!

Here's a short cookie, I don't have time for much!

~*~

Draco- Sneaking around the castle so late at night Weasley? *smirk*
Ginny- *snaps around* Go to hell!
Draco- Already made reservations, what ARE you doing anyay?
Ginny- Stay out of my business!
Draco- *approaches Ginny* And what if I don't?
Ginny- *SLAP*
Draco- *rubs cheek* this will hurt me more than it will you... *looks insane*
Ginny- Er- *shrinks back until she's pressed to the wall*
Draco- Muahahaha! *kisses her*

~*~

Just a quicky, I hope you liked

Nicole

Cassandra - THAT WAS AWESOME! AHHH!!!

ahem...yeah...I'm a bit hyper right now...eh heh...

Kaykos - that was hilarious. I needed a laugh

~ Jacy

Kaykos: haha! gotta love those short and funny cookies. slapping!ginny is just classic!!
Kaykos and Jacy: Thanks!

Blaze- I liked it! Darn the trio for interfering!!

Cassandra- oh, thats one of those that makes you kinda hold your breath... NICE!

Kaykos-hmm...a quickie, ay? So that's what that kiss led to...Are you sure you don't want to tell us about that as well?

~714

Here's one from my new fic (I tried to edit the bad words, if I missed any I apologize) Its a songfic, the little excerpt is from Placebo. Enjoy ...

"Never thought I'd get any higher
Never thought you'd f*** with my brain
Never thought all this could expire
Never thought you'd go break the chain"

“I can’t do this anymore,” she whispered. “You don’t have to do anything,” he replied, “just sit back and enjoy the ride.” “No…this..you…me…I’m done, I can’t do this,” she said, gesturing between them with her hands, “anymore.” She closed her eyes, and turned her face to the side. He just stared at her waiting for her to go on. She just stayed there, unmoving. Finally, he moved away from her. He was so sick of this crap-sick of her idiot brother, her loyalties to everyone but him, her obvious regret at ever having touched him. “Go,” he said. Her eyes flew open, and she abruptly sat up. She struggled with her words, “Wh..what? What did you say?” “I…said…go,” he bit out. He continued, the words flowing faster “Need me to spell it out Weasley? Alright then, G O. As in go way away, get the hell out. Off my bed, out of room, and OUT of my freaking life. Did you understand yet?” Ginny, tears welling in her eyes, pulled the soft, black sheets of his bed to her chest and looked at him. He was unable to stop the flow of venomous words from spilling from his mouth. He sneered cruelly at her, and said “What are you doing? Are you trying to hide your body? It holds nothing new, nothing special. It’s not like I haven’t seen and tasted you a million times before.” Oh, God, why did he say that? Now, he was getting hard again. He turned around to pull on his pants. He didn’t want her to notice that despite his harsh words, he was turned on. Oh he knew he was hurting her, but he was in pain himself. He wanted to give as good as he got…give better. “You can’t do this anymore? YOU can’t? Fine, I don’t give a shit. I don’t want; don’t care to do this anymore,” he yelled. "

~714

Sid Nice cookie, but OUCH!!!!!!!!!! That was HARSH! Yowie! I think he literally burned her... and me too. I need to go ice this NASTY burn, and read your fic while the ice is soothing it

~Nicole

OUCH...that stung enough to hurt me Kaykos...but it was good - where can I find the completed fic??

Hahaha Thanks guys.

its an unfinished fic. I def. plan on finishing it, but do you ever just write a piece? B/C this is TOTALLY in the middle of a story. The story has no end or beginning as of yet But its coming!!!

It burns?? But is it ok?

~714

oOo More cookies. I love it!
Cassandra Sisenta - Wow. That was really good.

QUOTE

"I wonder." He drawled, continuing as if she never spoke at all. "Would he even come to rescue you again?" And as unceremoniously, he crushed her against him and took her lips in his. She fought him back with more ferocity this time. She hit him continuously, her little fists catching solid flesh. Her efforts became nothing when he caught her fists and held them above her head with one hand. All this he did without ceasing the kiss.

I dunno why, but that part just gave me chills. Good job!
Kaykos - Haha!

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Ginny- Er- *shrinks back until she's pressed to the wall* Draco- Muahahaha! *kisses her*

Hehe, I like the Muahahaha! part. I love evil laughs.
714 - Wow. I really like it! I love dramatic fics where it seems as if nothing is ever right. It keeps you reading, I think. Which song is that? Sounds like it would be good...
Keep it up, everyone!
~Gaia

Gaia- Thanks. Maybe I can finish it this weekend.

~714

Well, I've been gone, but here's a cookie for you all! I hope you enjoy it. Maybe this will pick up *nudge nudge*

~*~

Harry grabbed Ginny's porcelain wrist as she turned sharply from him. He felt her huff, watching as she turned slowly to him. Her chocolate eyes narrowed, slicing him.

"Let me go," she barked, clenching her fists. Her red fingernails dug into the palm of her hands, leaving little crest marks. Harry loosened his grip a bit, but remained firm.

"I can't let you go, I won't let you go with..." Harry stuttered, looking for the right word, "him!" he finally spat with disgust. Ginny took in a deep breath, her chest heaving with her. She moved her other hand to adjust the black lace choker which was fastened to her neck.

"Harry, let go." she said, her tiny body shaking with rage. He disregarded her plea, pulling her closer to him as if he could protect her.

"Bastard!" Ginny screeched, wripping her arm out of his grasp. Harry stumbled backwards, his eyes glazing over with tears, the word slicing into him. His breaths became shallow as an gastly pain surged through his chest, smacking him directly in his heart.

Ginny laughed to herself, laughed that she had finally caused him pain. She grinned, turning her back to Harry. She heard him take in a deep breath, calling out to her. It was all distant, as if she was in a dream.

"I'm asking you as your friend, stay, don't go after him. He's not for you..." he choked out, extending his arm to her. She looked at it, as if she didn't know what it was. Her eyes flicked up to him, her mouth lined in a frown, smacking his hand away.

"Since when did you start caring about me? You never had to protect me, so don't start thinking that it's your obligation to now!" Ginny spat. Her red flames were swept up in a gust of wind, giving her a soft look. Harry stared at her a moment, unable to respond.

"Goodbye," Ginny whispered, looking at her childhood love. So much had changed with just one kiss. She turned, fleeing after Draco Malfoy.

~*~

Awe, so sweet... she left GoodGuy!Harry for BadBoy!Draco... what else is new right? Well, I hope you enjoyed! Maybe I'll write a little snoglett for us later

Nicole

714 - I hope you do continue your fic. I think it's really good.
Kaykos -

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Awe, so sweet... she left GoodGuy!Harry for BadBoy!Draco

Isn't that the best kind? Hope you continue what happens when she goes after Draco.

~Gaia~

Kaykos - poor Harry, but D/G forever!

This is a cookie from my newest fic "Seventeen and In-Between". It should be done soon, and as soon as it is, I'll let you all know. The song is "17" by Mandy Moore.

~**~

I don't wanna do right, I just want you tonight
Not just only in my dreams
Save my best behavior, for a little later
'Cause I'm only 17
Think I made my mind up, I got time to grow up
Face responsibility
Livin' in the moment, keepin' my heart open
While I'm only 17

Ginny walked into his room and looked around. The room was lit only by a single candle on his dresser. She had no idea how she got his roommates to vacate every night as she wished she could do to her own dorm-mates. She was still pondering this when she felt two strong arms wrap around her waist and a soft set of lips attach themselves to her neck. Ginny gasped, surprised – she hadn’t even felt him come up behind her.

“You’re late,” he murmured as he reached to the front of her robe, untying the belt and throwing the garment to the floor.

“Had to make a mad dash on the third floor,” she said as she reached behind her and stated pulling down his pants. He never wore a shirt when she came to him, and she didn’t blame him – it would only come off anyway, so what was the point? “Hermione almost caught sight of me.”

Draco scowled, running his hands under her nightgown to caress her stomach, up over her breasts and to her neck as he pulled the offending garment over her head. “Why did you have to tell her about this?”

“I had to tell someone,” she said, as if it were the most obvious thing in the world before turning around and crashing her lips against his.

Their kisses were never chaste and rarely gentle. The force at which he was kissing her would probably leave a bruise. Draco traced her lips with his tongue and she willingly opened her mouth for him, wanting more of him then just a few kisses, a few caresses. She slipped his pants the rest of the way down his legs and he stepped out of them, kicking them to the side. He wasn’t wearing anything underneath, but neither was she – what was the point if it was only going to come off less then five minutes after she got there?

Draco lifted her up from behind her knees and carried her over to the bed. He bit down against her lip, harder then he actually meant, and she moaned, capturing his mouth in an even more heated kiss. He was being more rough then usual, but she didn’t care. Caution and responsibility was thrown to the wind when it came to him. The only caution she kept in mind with him was the contraceptive potion she bought in Hogsmeade the last time she was there. She didn’t have the nerve to go ask Madame Pomfrey, and she sure as hell wasn’t going to ask her mother. The mediwitch was more then willing to sell her the potion. “Better safe then sorry,” she said as she handed Ginny the bottle in exchange for five galleons. Ginny almost laughed, but managed to hide her amusement with a smile.

Things were anything but safe when it came to her relationship with Draco Malfoy, but she would never be sorry – she was only seventeen. She could save the maturity act for someone else.

~**~

So, what do you think?

~ Jacy

Jacy- *jaw drops* Gezel, that was wonderful! Please do continue it! I really would love to see what happens *nudge nudge*

Nicole

Thanks Kaykos

I don't go into much of the smutty details - turns out I'm great at reading smut, but it SUCKS when I write it. I'll stick to the PG-13/R writing - that seems to work out best with me and leave the NC-17 to someone else...

The story is now finished You can find it here on portkey or on ff.net. The title is "Seventeen and In-Between"

Hope you enjoy it

~ Jacy

Hey guys, I wrote his cookie quite a while ago in my LJ and thought I'd post it here to! Enjoy!


Alcohol Stung Air

Strobe lights filtered through out the alcohol-stung air, which was thick with smoke. Writhing bodies on the dance floor as they grinded and heaved in time with the music. Sexual tension and primeval instincts seemed to flood the senses.

He sat on the couch, loomed in darkness as he watched the crowd, drinking in everything. He was waiting, with his fingers splayed across his face, his elbow resting on the armrest. The other, holding a cigarette, the smoke swirling in circular patterns; he was waiting for his prey.

Expected and fashionably late, she stepped through the doors and adjusted herself to the music that was pounding in her ears. Heavily lined eyes searched the room as a smile crept onto blood red lips. The strobe light found him out.

White blonde hair called out as the cigarette smoke framed his pale skin and aquiline features. The light sought him out once more, a smirk disrupting the usual stoic expression. She tossed her hair and stood out from the crowd, swaying and dancing, making sure his eyes were on her. A delicious ache swept over her and she felt her heart pulse faster.

Someone stepped up behind her and wrapped an arm around her waist and she returned the gesture by placing her hand around the hard neck. She leaned into the flat chest and grinded into him as she licked her lips and stared at her lover. She wanted him to want her badly, wanted him to need her and breathe her. She licked the neck of the unknown grinding behind her and ran a hand along his thigh as his own hand inched higher. She teased him and felt his reaction pressed into her back. The game would have to end.

Stepping out of his hold she turned and gave him a kiss before backing away. She walked to him, the one waiting for her. She looked into his eyes and was satisfied at the hunger that lingered there.

He placed his cigarette in the ashtray on the table, not bothering to stub it out as the smoke continued to swirl around like incense being burnt. She bit her lip and without askance straddled him and let the fiery red hair pinned in place to cascade down her back.

He liked her hair down.

His eyes roved around her as his hand traced every outline of her. Feeling the soft silk that clung to her and her smooth pale skin. She let him have her way but not until she ground into him slowly did she see the smirk once again as he looked into her eyes. She gave a laugh and smiled as their lips met and their bodies writhing in a different dance as the strobe light sought them out once more.
~*~*~*~

Cheers and Glomps,
blaze

Kaykos-Ouch....It was still a yummy cookie tho!!

Jacy-Ooh...I will have to go check it out!!

Oh and I also COMPLETELY agree on the whole LOVE smut, but can't write it (I'm working on it though! :-D)

Gaia-*mwah* You're lovely. Thanks, I intend to I'm waiting for my muse to visit again

Blaze- "It's getting hot in here..."

~714

*fans self* Wow, that was AMAZING Blaze! Goodness gracious *pulls on collar*

714 What in the World are you talking about? You sure as heck can write D/G smut *shakes finger at you* If you have any fics you'd like to send my way so that I can beta/alpha them I wouldn't mind *nudge nudge*

I posted my cookie up on ff.net (after finishing it of course) and I got my first flame from it!! I would be ever so greatful if you went and checked to see if it was really as plotless as the *person* made it? Here's a link ( http://www.fanfiction.net/read.php?storyid=1296067 ) Thanks so much all!!!! *glomp* I really appreciate it (<- look how HAPPY I am!)

Nicole

P.S. I thought we needed some new, light hearted cookies, some like the ones I used to write *cackles insanely* The insane me is coming back... watch out!

~*~

Ginny- So Blaise, darling, you doubt me?
Blaise- Of course Ginny dear, you have no guts what-so-ever, I don't care that you were in Gryffindor...
Ginny- *Puts hands on hips, apalled*
Blaise- Fine, if you want to prove it to me, you have to snog anyone I choose...
Ginny- *looks shocked* I will not kiss you, you dirty rat! I just work with you, and just because you hired me, doesn't mean I'll sleep with you-
Blaise- Not me you nincompoop! *looks around the bar, swishing his wine in his cup* I've got the perfect man...
Ginny- Well thank the lord it's male... who?
Blaise- *Points to Draco*
Ginny- OH GODS NO!
Blaise- Told you, Ginny Weasley is a chicken *makes chicken noises, dancing around the room as a chicken*
Ginny- FINE *marches over to Draco*

Cronie#1- Looks like you've got a shit magnet Malfoy... *points to Ginny*
Ginny- G*Stares brutially at Cronie#1, quickly switches her gaze to Draco* You know, I've never noticed how good looking you were...
Draco- Must be dense-
Ginny- *kisses him square on the lips, not wanting to hear any more*
Draco- *Eyes grow wide, but kisses her back*

Blaise- So, Weasley does have balls after all...

~*~

Hehehehe hope you enjoyed, I'll get crazier later... chores are calling me *resists, but is drug away*

Blaze - WOW - that was...WOW...thank God there wasn;t a teacher looking iver my shoulder about 10 minutes ago, cuz I would have been screwed...

Kaykos - The cookie was FUNNY. I reviewed your story and I think the little flamer who said it was plotless was a little stoned when he/she read it, because I thought it was great

Okay - I posted the story on portkey - the one from my last cookie. I never potsed the link here tho, so here ya'll go
Seventeen and In-Between
PLEASE read it and review...please? ::puppy face::

~ Jacy
(riiiight...LoL...)

And all things considered, I beieve I have become obsessed with D/G songfics cuz I am currently working on yet another, a companion piece to "Seventeen..." called "Fallen Angels" Here's a cookie for ya - the story should be done by tomorrow. The song is "Black Balloon" by the Goo Goo Dolls.

~**~

Baby's black balloon makes her fly
I almost fell into that hole in your life
And you're not thinking 'bout tomorrow
'Cause you were the same as me
But on your knees

A thousand other boys could never reach you
How could I have been the one?
I saw the world spin beneath you
And scatter like ice from the spoon
That was your womb

Ginny slipped her arms around Draco’s neck so easily, it was as if she had done it a thousand times even though they never danced together before. This night was supposed to be perfect – his first dance with a woman that really mattered, her first dance with the man she loved, they’re first date that wasn’t hidden, wasn’t behind everyone’s back. Anyone who didn’t know already now knew – Ginny Weasly really was dating Draco Malfoy.

The pandemonium that ensued was a sight to behold. Ron practically attacked Draco, blaming him for ‘corrupting’ his younger sister, jumping to conclusions about what he had and hadn’t done to her – not that there was much they hadn’t done, but Ron didn’t need to know that at the moment. Draco said nothing because Ginny beat him to the punch. The ensuing fight shocked even Professor Dumbledore because the screaming between the two siblings ended with a slap across Ron’s face that reverberated off of the walls. Ginny could see her handprint, a red welt on Ron’s face, and glared at him. I’m not a child! I'm seventeen years old Ron! Just stay out of my life! She stormed out already crying, and that was how Draco found her – crying behind Hagrid’s hut.

Ginny leaned her head against Draco’s chest and buried her face against him. Everything made sense until tonight – now, her life felt like it was spinning wildly out of control. There was a hole where her perfect little world should have been, and she watched as the hole just grew bigger, shattering the mirror of the perfect care-free life she had been living.

“Ginny?”

“Hmm?” Her voice was muffled, her arms going tighter around him. She moved them down from his shoulders to around his waist.

“Do you love me?”

Ginny looked up at him, wondering where he was going with this question. “Yes. I love you Draco.”

“Then – can you tell me something?” It was something he had been wondering about a long time, something he had wanted to ask her but never had the chance to. At Ginny’s silence, he continued. “Of all the guys that were going after you – why did you pick me?”

Ginny kept her head to the side as she took a couple of moments to think about how exactly she could answer that question the right way. “I guess…there was something about you that made you different from everyone else…maybe it was the whole bad-boy forbidden thing you had going, I’m not sure. But that first time we kissed, it just felt…right. I just sort of knew that you were the one.” She looked up at him. “When you kissed me, it was like my world was spinning, scattering everything I had ever known. And I liked it. I wanted it.” It was funny she put it that way because that was exactly how he had seen it, felt it – he saw her world spinning, changing, shattering, and he felt his go down right along with hers. But he didn’t care. He wanted the change. He relished the change –

He still wanted her as much as he did that first night, and he knew from the gleam in her eye that she did too.

Ginny leaned forward and captured his mouth in a soft, sweet kiss, one of the few slow kisses they had shared. The kiss progressively grew longer, faster, more passionate and somehow Ginny was able to breathe out, “I want you.” She nipped at his lower lip lightly to further her point.

Draco didn’t need to be told twice. He grabbed her hand and the two practically ran into the castle, past the many faces in the Great Hall down to the dungeons to his empty bedroom.

~**~

Heh heh heh...

~ Jacy (LoL)

That's one thing about Draco Malfoy...you don't need to tell him you want him twice. Haha that Ron was actually right...

Raini

right about that!
I bet he knows you'd want him anyways. ^_^

I love song-fics :)

Jacy, my doll, wouldn't you love to write what goes on in that empty bedroom?

Kaykos-*mwah* When I finish that fic that posted the cookie of, I will most definitely send it to you :) I enjoyed your cookie by the way :) As for my smut-lol, maybe one day I can aspire to the likes of Cadey or Msscribe :D

also I really hope that Ginny does NOT have balls ;)

~714 B)

I know we all worship d/g and this came into my head at a lecture i was at. I really need to type it somewhere! Anyway if i have time I'll expand on it and make it into a d/g fic but then again i might leave it as a cookie...


Tears formed in Draco's eyes as he walked down the dusty old corridor. He had loved her. He had worshipped her. She had taught him to feel beyond words and reasoning.

"Malfoy’s don't cry." He stated out loud *Yeah and they don't fall in love with mudblood's either*

Draco cursed the voice inside his head. All his father had ever taught him and had brought him to believe in had been shattered in that last year with Hermione.

"Hermione" The name brought fresh tears to his eyes.

It had all started with one night of passion. Draco had been mysteriously drawn to her since the first time he had seen her. After that first night he returned to her more and more frequently. He loved her with all his heart and soul and all the time he was with her she was off getting pregnant with Potter.

"Potter" He snarled.

Draco drew his arm back ready to drive it into anything when he heard a soft sobbing from further down the passageway. Draco lowered his arm and walked softly towards the sound.

A bundle of black robes lay at the end. He spotted the mass of red hair on top.

"Ginny" The sobbing just got harder. The ripples of agony pulsating through her body.

Ginny was with Potter at the time Draco was with Hermione. It was all her dreams come true when he asked her out. She was the happiest she had ever been in her whole life with him then but as usual in Ginny's life she was second best. Second best to her only and dearest friend.

"Hermione" She sobbed.

The dull aching in Draco's heart faded but only for a moment. It was replaced with sorrow but not for his tragedy but hers. Her world was falling apart.

*Since when does a Malfoy feel sorry for a Weasley* The voice in Draco's head snarled *The same day a Malfoy falls in love with a mudblood*

Draco sat next to her put his arm around her a pulled her softly. Ginny sobbed into his chest while he sobbed into her hair in return. Both fearing they would never be anything but second best.



Think this is the most serious thing I've ever written. Steven King once said storys aren't fictional they are facts we already know subconciously and I believe him. This was the scene that came into my head so clearly and i've just wrote that efortlessly or maybe I'm crazy and it aint any good after all...

:wiz: L.S.

714 - I did tell you what goes on!!...sort of...I CAN'T WRITE SMUT DAMNIT!! :( What I wrote is as close as it's going to get. If you want to read the story, "Fallen Angels" (please oh please oh PLEASE do and review) here's the link - http://www.fanfiction.net/read.php?storyid=1302130

Lady_Slytherin - wow - hey, maybe you can write how they get together in their sorrow :)

And now for something completely different (LoL) The story is called "Tainted Secrets" and it's from Ron's POV about the invents in "Fallen Angels". Here's a cookie. If you like it PLEASE read the fic - it's relatively short and I haven't had any reviews yet :( The link is http://www.fanfiction.net/read.php?storyid=1303385

~**~

Maybe some of the things I said were a little out of line..

'What lies has he told you Ginny? What things has he said to you to make you think for one moment that he cares? He doesn't have a caring bone in his body! Wake up! He doesn't love you. What has he given you that one of us, one of your friends couldn't?'

'Respect'

Ron snorted. 'That's a load of bullshit and you know it Virginia Weasly.'

'That's the least of the things he gave me, and it's more then I've ever received from you Ronald! You still look at me like I'm a child.'

'Maybe I'll stop treating you like a child when you stop acting like one!'

'Are you even listening to me? This is Draco -'

'Yes - Draco. Malfoy. Not - not a knight in shining armor that is going to make your dreams come true as you are making him out to be, but Draco Malfoy. I thought you had more sense then that.'

'You don't understand! You're - you're only looking at what's staring you in the face. You're letting a stupid childhood grudge get in the way of the truth. Look at what's in front of you damnit!'

'I am looking, and you know what I see? A Malfoy who wouldn't doesn't deserve you, and a Weasly who doesn't know who she is anymore!'

And that's when she finally had it - the slap reverberated off of the walls. The hall went dead silent. Ginny glared at him. 'I'm not a child. Just stay out of my life!' Ron watched as she stormed off, wishing that she hadn't gotten the last word.

Okay, so maybe I was very out of line.

Your voice is small and fading
And you hide in here unknown
And your mother loves your father
Cause she's got nowhere to go
And he wonders where these dreams go
Cause the world got in her way
What's the point in ever trying?
Nothing's changing anyway

I can see you from the window. You have no idea I'm watching, but I can see everything. You look so small, so fragile. You're crying, I can tell.

And of all people, he's consoling you.

Ginny, can't you see that this is all a game? I don't know what you've done with him - I'm afraid of what you've done with him - but it's all a plot to get you to love him and then break your heart. Everyone else sees it - why can't you?

You were always so innocent, Gin. You were the one with all the dreams, who somehow, some way, could make her way out of six shadows to become her own person. Maybe we've watched too much, maybe we've stayed too close - maybe that's why you went to him. I have no idea what is running through your head right now Ginny, but I'm sure whatever it is, it's not going to change, no matter what I say.

Looking back on tonight, I don't even know why I tried.

~**~

Remember, that was from RON'S POV.

Okay - I'm done with my rant now ::GRIN::

~ Jacy

Hmm. I liked it, but I think it'd be better as a story than a cookie. You think?

Jacy, you haven't had any reviews? GAH! Are the people insane? *reassures herself* I think they are... I'll go review as soon as I can.

Speaking of cookies, here's a snippet from my fic Jam, chapter two. (http://www.fanfiction.net/read.php?storyid=1285617&chapter=2) I would be Oh-so-happy if you reviewed it also ^_^

~*~

"I think it would be best if I went home, good night." Colin mumbled, standing up. He grabbed his wand, but before he went he kissed Ginny lightly on her forehead.

"I love you," he whispered before he disaperated with a soft pop. Ginny growled under her breath, charming the candles onto various spots on her table. Ginny moved to her dresser, pulling out a pair of sky blue pajamas. She took her dress off, slipping the pajamas on. She jumped at a soft knock at the door. Thinking it was Colin; she rushed to her front door, whipping it open.

"You're back-" she began, but stopped upon seeing a harsh face and cold gray eyes. Ginny narrowed her eyes, slamming the door in Draco's face. She turned her back to the door, but stopped as he knocked again. Rolling her eyes she opened the door.

"What do you want?" she spat bitterly, narrowing her warm eyes at him. He laughed, walking into her flat.

"What do you think you're doing?" Ginny screeched, trying to herd him out the door.

"I want you to take that silly spell off of me," he replied lamely, turning to her. She stared at him blankly for a moment, but burst out laughing remembering the curse she had placed on him back at school. He narrowed his eyes, walking up to her. Ginny backed up, suddenly afraid, allowing him to pin her to the wall. She looked up at him curtly.

"I don't think I will," she snapped, trying to wriggle away from him.

"Do it, now!" he roared, pushing Ginny back to him. Ginny's eyes widened with fear. Still, she shook her head no. His eye twitched.

"Are you sure?" he asked softly. Ginny smelled his sweet breath rolling across her face. Her heartbeat began to quicken with the realization of how close their bodies were. Her breaths became quick and short her chest heaving. Draco smiled upon her reaction.

"Say yes," he cooed, twirling a tendril of her hair in his finger. Ginny closed her eyes with pleasure, biting her bottom lip. She shook her head no all the same. Draco lifted his hand to her cheek, his thumb caressing her milky skin.

"Come now, give me the counter-curse," he sighed, a sweet ring in his voice. Ginny managed to whimper out no, though her body was urging her to do anything he wanted. She licked her lips, noting their close proximity. Unwillingly her eyes wandered across his face, her gaze fixed on his soft lips just as they had years ago.

"Say yes Virginia," Draco pressed, pulling his face close to hers. Ginny couldn't help but looking into his gray eyes. Draco grinned, bending his face to hers, his lips meeting hers. Ginny's knees weakened, making her feel as if she would fall to the floor. She wrapped her arms around his neck for support. She gasped in surprise, finally realizing what was happening. Draco took it as an invite, his tongue slithering into her mouth.

Searing pain surged through out Ginny, her body heating with warmth. She kissed him back, unable to control herself. She just wanted to stay kissing him as long as possible. He pulled his body close to hers, exploring the once familiar insides of her mouth. Suddenly Draco pushed away, awaiting her answer.

"Yes... yes!" Ginny sighed, slumping against her wall. He sneered, a cruel grimace lighting his face.

Ginny stood up shakily, hobbling into her room. Draco followed her curiously, watching as she bent over her trunk, throwing various rolls of parchment aside. Finally she turned to him, a roll of parchment tied with a red bow in her hand. She sat down on the floor, holding it teasingly.

"Well then?" Draco asked, looking at her blankly. She let a cruel smile play at the corners of her lips. Ginny huffed, annoyed, suddenly throwing the roll of parchment at him. He caught it gracefully, striding out of her flat without another word.

Ginny couldn't help but chuckle, knowing she would be seeing him sometime soon, at least once he found out what the charm she had given him actually did. Suddenly realizing that she hadn't seen her cat since she got back, she began to search for her.

~*~

Yes, I know, too many ''she's'' and ''he's'' but that's alright. I'll fix it when I find the time to read over it properly or get a BETA. *sigh* Hope yall liked it!

~Nicole

solemn pessimist - it is a story - i put up the link

Kaykos - AHHH! MUST GO READ STORY!! ::runs off to read Jam hoping she can finish it before Buffy goes on::

~ Jacy

I've got a cookie, I've got a cookie, I've got a cookie, hey, hey, hey!

I wrote this for my best friend at school, Seshet. She was mad -- and I wanted to cheer her up.

Draco: What do you think you're doing here, Weasley?
Ginny: (turns and raises eyebrow) I'm going in the common room...
Draco: Yeah, but it isn't YOUR common room.
Ginny: (looks to portrait hole) Hmmmm... it doesn't seem to be Gryffindor now
does it?
Draco: (dead-panned) No.
Ginny: I'm better than you. (portrait hole swings open)
Draco: You know our password.
Ginny: But of course, my boyfriend told me.
Draco: (raises eyebrow and smirks) He did now, did he?
Ginny: (grins) Yes, so that I could come visit him, with out having to worry
about my brother.
Draco: (walks up to Ginny and slides an arm around her waist) Well, he'll
just have to wait to see you.
Ginny: (raises eyebrows) Really now?
Draco: Yes, I'm not done with you yet.
Ginny: (laughs)
Draco: (leans over and gives Ginny big-yummy-kiss)
(They stumble into common room and continue the face-sucking on a leather
couch.)

Bwahaha!

Oh, BTW, all those other cookies, fantastic.

Cheerios

MalfoyMyFerret

LoL! Amber! That was so cute!

Kaykos! My goodness... hot and I must read it! Argh. Shaking things up over at FAP aye? LoL.

Jacy! You write good stuff! Really you do!

*sniffs* So many good writers.

*pulls hair out* AH!!! They're all so good! You guys have already made my day, with all these oh-so yummy D/G cookies. I need to keep track of this thread from now on...

*sigh* I never have a decent cookie to post. Gah...I'll just post an excerpt from my current fic...

Though My Heart Is From Hell--Chapter Nine



My room. It was not well lit either. And as soon as I settled in, I searched around for candles, anywhere they might be found. But I found none. Draco stood by the doorway, looking at me with a raised brow.
“ Looking for something?” He drawled. I looked at him, desperation in my eyes.
“ Candles.” I said hurriedly. “ I need light.” For a moment, he said nothing. Then, he chuckled sardonically, before stepping into the room, clucking his tongue.
“ Scared of the dark, are we?” He teased. I glared at him as fiercely as I could, feeling myself blush.
“ You’ll understand that I don’t feel comfortable, feeling my way around in the pitch black dark.” I muttered coldly. I heard a rustle, and he was sitting next to me. No matter how dark it was, however, I could see his pale skin, his silvery hair and his luminous eyes.
“ We Malfoy’s are creatures who bask in darkness. We like it—we thrive in it.” He paused. “ We don’t need candles, especially in a bedroom. The few we have are kept elsewhere.” I sat silently, numb at his answer. Feeling angry at how un-sympathetic he was, I rummaged around my robes, looking for my wand.
“ I see. Well then, I suppose I’ll have to rely on myself—“ I stopped abruptly, my hand finding nothing in my robes. Where had my wand gone? I was sure I had it—right before we had left, I had made sure. I grew frantic, throwing my robe off and shaking it violently.
But there was nothing. And in the black, I saw him smirking smugly. Before I knew what I was doing, I threw myself onto him, pinning him down on the bed in my rage.
“ What have you done with my wand, bastard?!” I demanded, fist clenching at his collar. His eyes narrowed and he pushed me off of him forcefully.
“ It was taken away. You don’t need it.” I hated him. He had told me I would find comfort here, but I did not. I felt imprisoned. I couldn’t do anything. He may have thrived in the darkness, in this kind of secluded environment, but couldn’t he see I wasn’t accustomed to it? I wasn’t like him. Was a little sympathy going to kill him? My chest heaved up and down in anger as I thought about the current situations, and I was unaware of his eyes watching my every move.
“ You’re angry.” He said knowingly.
“ I hate you.” I spat, crossing my arms and turning away from him. His hands pushed me onto the bed suddenly, and he smirked again.
“ No, you don’t.” His index finger trailed down my jawbone and caressed the edge of my lips. I looked up at him, anger suddenly gone as I noticed how close his lips were to mine.
But he did not kiss me. Instead, he got up and began to walk away--and out the door. I scrambled up and watched him go, fear clawing at my heart as I realized I was alone in the dark.
Stupid, yes, but I hated the dark.
“ Draco!” I called out to him desperately, hoping he hadn’t gone too far. There was no answer. I waited.
“ Draco…” I whimpered again, wishing he would come back.
“ For heaven’s sake…” I looked up and saw him standing once again in the doorway, eyes flashing in annoyance. Relief flooded through me, and I felt a rush of gratitude toward him. I bit my lip and stayed silent, pleading with him to stay.
“ What do you want?” He snapped, knowing too well what I wanted.
“ Stay here with me, at least until I fall asleep.” I asked quietly, almost shyly. For a moment, he stood silent, blinking. Maybe he was taken by surprise. But after the moment passed, he walked over to me and sat beside me, his sharp features looking softer—especially his eyes.
“ You want me to stay with you.” He whispered. I nodded. Wanting to feel warmer, I wrapped my arms around his neck and pulled him down onto the bed, next to me.
And even if it was Draco Malfoy that I held onto, I felt warm, secure. And I felt full of…comfort, and full of…love.
I looked at him—his beautiful face, though confident and arrogant.
He leaned over and kissed me softly, softer than he had before—it was a goodnight kiss, a kiss that left me feeling tingly and excited and even more in love with him, perhaps. The moment was more intimate than before, because we were alone in the darkness, and he was there, protecting me, as I liked to imagine it.
But I felt the same exhilarating rush that I felt every single time he kissed me. My hands clutched the nape of his neck, brushing his soft hair now and then as I pressed his warm body against mine, getting lost in his unique taste.
And I knew I was addicted to him.

sky is blue - ::Whistles:: yeah - I'd be pretty addicted to Draco as well... That was great


~ Jacy

Sky is Blue I was beginning to think you forgot about the cookie thread! BTW I loved your little exerpt! It marvelous, simply marvelous *acta aristocratic*

Blaze hehehe Of course I'm starting things over at FA, they need to know Draco's not a goody-two-shoes. Anyway, Justine asked me to come back, and I'm a loud mouth... of course I'm going to make conflict! Care to make some with me? Purdy please?

MMF OMG You're back!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! *dances around happily, suddenly bumping into a table* Owie, that hurt, but at least you know I'm excited! BTW, WHO IS GINNY'S BOYFRIEND? AHHHHH I MUST KNOW!

~Nicole

Wow Sky is Blue, that was a splendiferous cookie. I loved it muchly. Gave me fuzzy feelings on my insides.

Kaykos: It was Draco silly -- he was just being snarky. As usual. *winks* Of course I'm back, in fact, I never left, I've just been lurking. I'm flattered that you'd miss me. Hehe.

MalfoyMyFerret

::hits self in the head:: I do believe I've become addicted to writing D/G fanfiction. Someone needs to get me some serious mental help...

Here's a cookie from my most recent fic. Not finished yet, but...well - here you go anyways.

~**~

“Go away Malfoy.”

Her voice was quiet, more like a sigh, and Draco was shocked at the feelings that hearing her speak sent through him. Pull it together Malfoy! This is Ginny Weasley! “No.” She was so engrossed in her own little world that she didn’t even realize he’d come up behind her until she felt his arm brush against hers, surprised at the tingling sensation the short contact sent through her.

Ginny sighed angrily. She needed to think, and having Draco hovering behind her like the arrogant annoyance he was didn’t help matters. She spun around, almost yelling, “I thought I said go away Malfoy!” Ginny looked up at him and found her heart beating in her chest at the sight of his chiseled features, his sharp, grey eyes, the white blonde hair.

Draco moved forward, forcing her to move until her back was against the wall. He placed a hand on either side of her shoulders, her in between his legs. “And I thought I said no.” His voice was stern but surprisingly husky, almost hesitant, as if he were debating whether or not he wanted to do something.

Ginny placed both of her hands on his chest, meaning to push him away, but instead found herself unconsciously pulling him closer, debating whether or not she wanted to ignore the alarms that were going off in her head and the fluttering in the pit of her stomach.

Draco made the decision for both of them. In one swift movement, he closed the remaining few inches between them and his lips descended on hers.

Their kiss wasn’t the tentative, chaste first kiss most people shared. This was hot, passion driven, and fueled by a desire that neither ever realized had resided within themselves.

Ginny slid her hands up Draco’s chest to rest around his shoulders running her fingertips through his hair and down the back of his neck. Draco’s hands moved from the wall to her waist, slipping underneath her shirt to run up and down her back. Ginny whimpered as he ran his fingertip down her spine and over her stomach, parting her lips unconsciously to give him full access to her mouth. Ginny had her own hands under his shirt, raking her fingernails softly over his chest. She heard Draco groan and felt him pull her closer, deepening the kiss even further. Draco was like a sudden undertow – he unexpectedly pulled her under water and she was drowning in him. The tide of emotions she was feeling earlier couldn’t hold a candle to the confused emotions that were running through her now. It wasn’t until she felt Draco’s fingers unclasp the back of her bra, felt his hands move up to cup her breasts and give them a gentle squeeze that she sputtered to the surface, trying to pull away. She moaned as she put her hands on his shoulders, pushing him away as firmly as she possibly could.

Draco seemed to get the hint and pulled away suddenly. He knew the shock in her eyes was mirrored in his own.

“Ginny I – “

Ginny held up a hand, catching her breath. “What was I doing?” she asked finally. She looked up at him. “What were you doing?”

“I believe the correct question to be asking at this moment Weasley is what were we doing?”

Ginny glared in his direction, at the indignant smirk she saw playing across his features. She couldn’t hold back any longer. “You’re a real asshole, you know that?”

Draco reeled as if she had smacked him. “What the hell do you mean by that?”

“You’re just standing there smirking at me as if nothing happened just now. Am I the only one who’s wondering how and why the hell we just – “

Draco walked over to her and firmly sealed his lips over hers. It was the only way he could think of at the moment to effectively shut her up, and quite frankly, he just wanted an excuse to kiss her again.

Ginny whimpered at the intensity of his kiss, craving more, banishing all coherent thoughts to the back of her mind.

Before she had a chance to act on her desire, Draco pulled away. “There’s a door next to the Slytherin Common Room that leads directly to my bedroom.” Draco kissed her again. His hands fisting in her hair, he almost groaned when he heard her purr of approval. “If you want to continue this, be there Tuesday night.” Draco moved as if to kiss her. His lips were barely an inch away from hers when he pulled away completely, stepping towards the door. “That gives you three days to decide. If you don’t show, then we can forget this whole thing ever happened and go back to just hating each other. Your choice. Take it or leave it Weasley.”

Ginny watched in shock as Draco turned on his heel and walked out of the Tower, leaving her frustrated and more confused then ever.

~**~

heh heh...

Feeling sleepy and going to bed,
~ Jacy

Here's another one for you guys. It's entitled Possession and I hope you like it!!!!


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She lay under dark green silver sheets, naked from head to toe. Her petite, yet curvy body was framed and carved by the waning moonlight that streamed in from the opened window. Her river of rich, red hair fell liquid, curled and abandoned against the like-wise silk-covered pillow that lay casually under her head. The elfin quality of her features seemed to glow along with the declining of the moon in wait of the impending dawn.
She was his.
This beautiful and enchanting creature was all his.
But no one else knew except those who had been keen enough and mattered.
They were worlds apart in the light.
She was an angel, pure and praised and raised to the highest pedestal above.
He was a demon, evil and hated and banished to the dark dungeons he now ruled.
But in the dark, they were one and the same.
Wandering, wanting, lustful beings who found each other in a game of desires and darkness.
She came when her need called and he was always there to catch her in his arms in a dark and secluded place where they could be together, undisturbed and free.
It was only his touch that could satisfy her and it was her purity that seduced him.
He was her Master and she his Slave, but only in the most secret of places.
In the light, he was supposed to hate her and hurt her when time and fate presented itself. He was the Big Bad and he was supposed to be everything she loathed.
Meanwhile, she was supposed to hate him from behind the protection of her three champions. She, their Damsel in Distress and Princess in the Tower.
How he hated the light.
In the light he was forced to watch her move day after day with her duties. Smile sunnily, comfortingly. Be polite and kind. Hate him with a passion that rivaled love itself. Be the shy, gentle, and mild Little Princess that she was thought of to be.
He hated watching her accept everything in stride, smile in all happiness when she was not, and pretend to still pine away for the man that she thought she loved.
No.
The light killed all her fire.
The fire that attracted him.
The fire that his darkness needed.
She had burned him and he found himself coming back for more.
Did he love her?
Most certainly not…
She told him with her kisses that she needed him. She came back to him over and over again.
She played his game with no questions, promises, or foresight.
She was his and he had the right to have all of her.
He was her Master and there was no turning back.
She stirred and she was awake, piercing him with her golden-brown gaze. She reached for him, pale pink skin gleaming on her outstretched arm.
She whispered his name.
“Draco.”
She needed him again.
And she was his.
No one else’s.

Here's a cookie from my fic Falling:

ang


Ginny walked into the Potions classroom later that evening and stopped short at the sight of Draco leaning casually against the desk, staring at her. Ginny blushed again before remembering how to walk, putting one foot slowly in front of the other, moving towards him. Stopping a scant foot from him, she raised her eyes and stared at him. Gray met brown as they stared at each other, neither one giving an inch.

Draco finally broke the silence, his voice sliding over her like a silken caress, making her shiver inwardly with longing and desire. “Professor Snape asked me to cover your detention,” he said softly, unfolding his muscular body from its relaxed position against the desk and coming towards her. “He wants you to prepare the noxweed for next weeks lesson.” Draco motioned over to the far wall, where the disgusting smelling plants awaited her. Ginny moaned softly and nodded, moving woodenly over to the table he indicated.

Sitting down, she reached tentatively for the first plant but Draco’s voice stopped her hand in midair. “You need your dragonhide gloves or your hands will be painfully burned,” he said, making her turn and stare at him. Why would he of all people help her? The Draco Malfoy that Ron and Harry had talked about endlessly would have delighted to let her learn the hard way with the noxweed, could they have been that wrong about him? Ginny let her eyes wander over his body, taking inventory of the sinfully delicious looking man in front of her. Long muscular legs were encased in soft, nubby black pants, tailored perfectly of course. A broad, powerfully built chest was outlined beneath his loose pewter silk shirt, the first four buttons opened, giving her a tantalizing glimpse of skin and the slight brush of hair that covered it.

Draco cleared his throat, bringing her eyes back to his face. Ginny blushed again, dropping her gaze hurriedly to the floor. “Would you like me to turn around so you can see the back view?” he asked softly, a teasing note in his voice.

Ginny’s eyes flew back to his and impossibly she turned an even deeper shade of red, the color contrasting violently with her scarlet hair. She rose, crossing her arms across her chest reflexively and bolted for the door. He rose smoothly, beating her to it, shutting it and leaning against it, staring down into her flushed face. “I didn’t dismiss you,” he drawled slowly, his eyes raking her body before settling back on her face.

“I, I don’t have my gloves, I need to go and get them,” Ginny stammered, desperate to get away from his intoxicating presence. She inhaled sharply, getting a noseful of the spicy scent that he wore, making her senses go haywire. Her eyes dropped to the opening of his shirt, staring at his exposed skin, her fingers itching to slide across the hard bands of muscle, feeling it leap and move under her touch.

“Use mine,” he said softly, still staring at her. This was the first time that he had seen her without her voluminous robes on and his body was reacting to the sight of her tantalizing curves. Soft, well-worn jeans covered her shapely legs, clinging to the soft bend of her hips before rising to her small waist. A short green tank top hugged her generous chest, giving him a delightful glimpse of her taut stomach. He wanted to touch her so badly that he was shaking with the effort not to do so. More than anything in the world he wanted to bury his fingers in the delicate scarlet curls and pull those tempting lips to his, holding her against his body, letting her know exactly what she was doing to him.

Ginny’s breath hitched in her throat as she stared at him. Unconsciously, they began to sway towards one another, lips seeking each other’s, needing to touch the other’s before they both went up in flames. They were a hairsbreadth apart from each other, sharing each other’s breath when a sharp knock on the door startled them both. Leaping away from him, Ginny ran to the other side of the room, sitting down in front of the table of noxweed as Draco moved to open the door.

OOOH. Loffly cookies. Must go and read some of these fics. I think later, when I get home from school, I shall post some little cookie from my newest fic (not uploaded yet) Hunt for Prince Charming.

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MalfoyMyFerret

these are AMAZING cookies! Ang - where can I read that story?? It sounds GREAT!!

~ Jacy