I don't even know why we're here. It's so boring! Can't we leave?" Ginny moaned.
"No! We only just got here. Lighten up and have some fun. I'm going to dance!" Harry responded, annoyance evident in his voice.
Angry, Ginny stood up and strode towards the exit. Outside, she leant against the wall and held her head in her hands. She wanted to scream.
It seemed that all of her time nowadays was spent either arguing with Harry or being annoyed about arguments they'd previously had. This had been going on for months.
Her life certainly wasn't going the way she had thought it would. She was married to her childhood sweetheart; her best friend; saviour of the wizarding world. She should be happy. Life should be good, it should be great. But instead, she found herself on the verge of tears, alone in a car park.
Inside, a party was in full swing. The birthday party of her former enemy Blaise. None of her friends were there. Just a room full of former Slytherins. She had no idea why Harry had forced her to come. She had tried to protest, to tell him just how much she didn't want to go, but he wouldn't listen. He never did. Not anymore.
She had thought of leaving Harry. In fact, it was basically all she thought of nowadays. But she couldn't do it. What would her brothers say? Ron in particular. And Hermione. What would her parents say? They loved Harry like he was one of their own. And then there was everyone else in the wizarding world. Harry was adored by everyone. If she left him, she'd be the woman who broke his heart. Millions of people would resent her. Hatred following her everywhere she went. The thought made her so miserable. She felt alone. She felt trapped.
"Weasley!" Ginny almost jumped out of her skin. She spun round to see who had called her name. The thoughts that had been flowing through her mind were quickly forgotten about. "Or should that be Potter? I can't believe you actually went and married him."
"Malfoy! What are you doing here? You scared me half to death!"
"Sorry about that. I just came to see if you were alright."
"What? Really? And why would you do a thing like that?" Ginny was shocked by his statement.
"You know, I'm not the same person I was back in school. I'm actually a pretty decent guy now, if I do say so myself. It's obvious you're upset. I couldn't just ignore that."
"I'm fine! Really. You can go back in."
"You're not fine. Anyone can see that. I'm going to guess that there's trouble in paradise?"
"What? How did you know?" The words were out of her mouth before she realised.
"I think everyone in that room can tell. There's practically a big black cloud hanging above your head. And the shouting match you had a few minutes ago. It didn't exactly scream happy couple."
"I didn't think it was that obvious." Her head fell as she said this.
"I may not be your first choice, but you know you can talk to me anytime. I'm happy to help."
Ginny looked up and gazed into his eyes. She was surprised. He seemed so genuine; so unlike his former self. Maybe he really had changed.
"It's ok, I'm fine. I don't need to talk."
"Alright, but my offer still stands. Anytime, day or night, I'm here for you."
"Well thank you!" She half smiled.
"So you don't want to talk about it, but maybe I could help take your mind off it?"
"What do you mean?" She was very intrigued.
"Follow me!" He demanded.
She followed him round the corner to the side of the building. A deserted little alleyway.
He pushed her against the wall and looked at her for a moment.
"What... What are you doing?" She whimpered.
"Shh!"
He leaned into her. His breath on her lips. She shivered, thinking he was going to kiss her. However, there was no kiss. Rather, he fell to his knees.
Malfoy looked up and into her eyes, a smirk spread across his face. "Don't be afraid to scream. He won't hear you."
She blushed as she felt her skirt being pulled up and her panties being slid down. Harry was the only one who'd saw her this exposed before.
She felt her thighs being pushed apart and then his tongue swiping against her pussy.
Her body tensed as his tongue found her clit. Another lick. Pressure building on her sensitive spot.
Ginny began to moan.
Draco spread her legs wider, gaining fuller access. He noted how good she tasted.
His tongue slid along her dripping wet pussy, causing Ginny to shudder.
Reaching up, he squeezed one of her breasts. Her perky nipples practically tearing through her top. As he teased her nipple, he felt her clenching around his tongue.
He licked at her clit, devouring her.
Next, his hand joined his tongue, tracing around her lips. She began thrusting herself against him, desire completely overtaking her. Moans of pleasure escaped her.
"Tell me what you want." He teased.
"Mmm, please..." She whimpered.
"Please what? Tell me!" A more forceful tone now.
He slid a finger inside of her, causing her to moan louder than ever.
"You... Want you..." She barely managed.
His tongue found her clit again.
"Please! More!" She begged.
He added another finger. Sliding them in, before removing them completely.
"More!" She demanded, thrusting herself against his mouth again.
He licked at her clit and reinserted his fingers, this time sliding them in entirely.
She almost screamed. Pleasure coursing through her body.
Draco thrust his fingers in and out of her, hard and fast. He went deeper with every thrust.
"Oh yes! Oh Merlin, yes!" She was almost screaming now, completely lost in the moment.
She was close and gasped as his tongue found her clit yet again. Licking, flicking; he was driving her crazy.
The pace of his fingers increased. Each thrust accompanied by a lick of his tongue.
He put his lips around her clit and began to suck; fingers continuing to thrust.
Ginny suddenly began to scream.
Her walls clenched; pulsing tightly around Draco's fingers.
He continued thrusting his fingers while she came down from her incredible high.
"Wow!" Was all she could manage.
He removed his fingers from inside her and brought them to his own lips, licking them clean with a slight moan.
Ginny pulled up her panties and then set about fixing her skirt.
"Did you enjoy that?" Draco smirked.
He looked at Ginny. Hair messed up, face red, eyes filled with lust.
"Of course I did! It was amazing! When did you learn to do that?"
"Well they don't call me the Slytherin sex God for nothing, you know." He teased.
"If that's what you can do with your fingers, I'd love to experience the rest. Fuck me! Take me home now and show me what you can do!"
"What?" He was slightly taken aback by how forward she was.
"You heard me. Take me home and fuck me. Please!"
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