A/N – I just can't believe that in all this time, not one person has guessed that Ocard (the mysterious boy from the last chapter) who looks exactly like Draco… is just Draco spelt backwards. Ocard-dracO!
lol. Well, if you want my excuse, I can give it to you, though I know you're sick of them. I am/was in my school play, so I had practice everyday after school from 5-10, so don't bug me about it. Our final show was Saturday, so I'm back! (At least until musical starts. Tryouts are next Tuesday, but I'm attempting to get four chapters at least up between now and then.) It's a long weekend. )
Hmm, well, I wrote that author's note two weeks ago… Musical tryouts were Friday because of the weather… I find out if I made it Tuesday… wish me luck…
ENOUGH! On with my story –
Recap!
She promptly caught up with him, and found that he was walking much slower. Clearly, Lavender had had quite an effect on him. Ginny shuddered again.
Out of nowhere, Harry stopped.
Ginny did too.
"Do you trust me?"
Hermione's eyes widened and her breath caught in her throat.
"I-"
"We've been through this, Hermione, and I need you to trust me!"
Hermione shook her head vigorously, staring vacantly over Ocard's shoulder. "I- I…"
"Who's that?" asked a voice from behind Ocard.
"He- I…"
Hermione had no idea what to say. Here Harry was, standing behind a boy she didn't even know, expecting answers.
"He's my cousin, not that you should care, Potter," Draco broke in. Hermione threw him a grateful look, and they locked eyes for a moment.
"What's he doing in the castle?"
"Delivering a message from my father. He has Dumbledore's permission to be here."
"Really?" asked Harry snidely. "Why couldn't you father have just owled you?"
"Because, Potter. It's not a message one would wish to have in a letter," snapped Draco.
"And what's that?"
Draco rolled his eyes. "Honestly. If my father didn't want anyone to know, why would I tell you?"
Draco had a point, and Harry knew it.
"Fine," he said, dropping it. "May I please talk to Hermione for a moment, though?"
Draco looked to Hermione, who looked to Harry. "No, I don't think so."
Harry looked as if she had punched him.
"What?"
"No. I said 'no', Harry."
"But-"
"No."
Hermione grabbed Draco's hand and walked away, Ocard trailing behind them.
Harry slumped in defeat.
"Damnit! Why!?" he yelled.
Ginny recoiled around the corner. So his plan wasn't working after all…
Ginny had a plan of her own. She strode around the corner.
"Harry!" she exclaimed, acting surprised.
"Hey, Gin," said Harry distractedly.
"What's wrong?" she asked, batting her eyelashes.
Harry looked at her. "Nothing."
"Really?" she asked, stepping closer to him. "You know, Harry… I know you pretty well, and I know when something's wrong…"
Harry's breath grew husky. Merlin! What was she doing to him? He didn't even feel like this with Lavender… she just made him want to have a fast shag…
"There's always been something about you," said Ginny. "I won't lie… maybe it's that whole, hero thing… whatever it is, it's working for you," she said, pressing up against him.
Harry didn't know what to say.
"Can we hang out tonight?" she asked sweetly.
"For what?" he queried.
Ginny kissed a trail along his cheek, finally reaching his ear. "I think you know," she whispered.
Harry smiled. "Of course."
"Great," said Ginny.
Hermione should be well enough away now… she thought.
"See you tonight, Harry."
"Mm…"
"Hermione. You have been chosen by the League of Magical Imaginations as the girl in the Indistinct Prophecy."
"The what?"
"The Indistinct Prophecy. It's a prophecy that says," Ocard pulled a slip of paper from his pocket and recited, "'One will be chosen for the wrong reasons. One will be chosen for the wrong love. The chosen girl will have powers unknown to any, and a love that is incomparable to any love before. It will not be easy, and it will not be exuberant, but it will be for eternity. It will break the curse in a family that has held for centuries, and a new age will begin. Find this girl, and help her.'"
Ocard rolled up the paper, stowing back in his pocket.
Hermione raised her eyebrow.
"That sounded awfully cheesy."
Ocard sighed. "Do you love Draco?"
"Yes…"
"Is it morally right for you to love him?"
"Well… up until this year he was my worst enemy… and my best friends hate me for it… so, I'd have to say no."
"Can you compare your love to anything?" he asked monotonously.
Hermione looked at Draco.
"No."
"And is there a curse in your family?"
"No…" said Hermione.
Draco followed with a pause. "… yes."
"There you have it then. You're the girl in the prophecy. No one has fit this description until now, and you do."
Hermione sighed.
"But why? I just want to be normal…"
Hermione walked away, leaving Draco and Ocard standing in the middle of the empty classroom.
Ginny checked her watch. 10:30. Perfect.
She skipped down the stairs, wrapping her arms around Harry's neck when she reached his chair by the fire. She nibbled teasingly on his ear.
"Follow me," she said.
Harry jumped up eagerly.
Ginny ran down the hall, giggling flirtatiously.
This better be worth it…
"Come on, Harry!"
She purposely kept ahead of him. Finally reaching the Room of Requirement, she paced three times, praying to Merlin it would work.
I need a room that Lavender can still get into, but has a bed and a box of chocolates that have veritaserum in them.
I need a room that Lavender can still get into, but has a bed and a box of chocolates that have veritaserum in them.
I need a room that Lavender can still get into, but has a bed and a box of chocolates that have veritaserum in them.
A door appeared just as Harry rounded the corner.
"You're a fast little thing," he said, smirking.
Ginny said nothing, but grabbed the front of his robes, pulling him into the room with her.
She smiled as she saw a box of chocolates on a stand next to the bed. She turned around to face Harry, untying her robes tantalizingly slowly.
Harry felt his breath grow ragged and a hardness rise in his pants.
Ginny wore nothing but her undergarments beneath her robe.
She threw Harry onto the bed.
"I want to be your vixen."
Now that was enough to make Harry lose himself completely, but just when he thought he could take nothing more, Ginny hopped onto the bed, straddling him.
"Kiss me, Harry."
"Gladly."
Ginny kissed him forcefully, pulling his hair and untying his robes. A door creaked, but Harry didn't notice.
Ginny did. She also noticed the accompanying soft whimper, followed by a slamming door.
She smiled into Harry's kiss.
"Chocolate?"
She asked, pulling a chocolate from the box.
"Wait," she said, as he reached for it uncertainly.
"You can only have it if I get to feed it to you."
Harry smiled. Ginny placed the chocolate against his lips. "Bite, Harry."
He did.
"Chew it up," she said, grinding into him. Harry complied.
"Now look towards the window until I'm ready for you," said Ginny, hopping off the bed and reaching into her robes. She pulled out an old tape recorder that Hermione had given her. Clicking the record button, she set it onto the stand by the chocolates.
"Now, Harry. Tell… me… everything."
Harry paled, realizing what she was doing all too late.
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