Gypsy

Disclaimer: If I owned Harry Potter, Ginny would have ended up with Draco..

The swirl of colors meshed together with the beating of drums, clashing of symbols and tinkling of bells as she moved her delicate body around him; her hips and stomach were moving in perfect rythym and he forgot how to breathe.

He kept reaching for her henna stained hand but whenever she got too close she would shift those lithe feet and be just out of reach again.

The flame of her hair in the haze of the room left him feeling drugged and in his mind he was; he was drugged by the beauty of her body and the allure of the exotic movements she made.

Finally after was seemed to him like days (but was only a few mere hours) the music became quiet and her body stopped so he took the only chance had and pulled her hips toward him.

"I've missed you Gin" He whispered in her ear.

"I know Draco" Was the only response he would ever get.