Chapter 2: Jealousy
Prompt: Jealousy
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She leaned forwards and took another swig out of the bottle of Ogden's Old firewhiskey she had been cradling as she watched the two Slytherins as they sat in their domain of The Three Broomsticks; she narrowed her eyes at them.
She couldn't control the surge of envy that boiled her blood as she watched Astoria Greengrass flirt with her boyfriend. Of course Astoria didn't know that Draco was dating her in secret, but she still felt the blade of jealousy stabbing its sharp edges into her everytime she saw them together.
She understood why it had to be kept quiet: All hell would break loose and her mother would blow a gasket. If anything that was an underestimate, but she didn't really care about what her family would think of her relationship. If they truly loved her, she reasoned, then they would accept him.
No, it was Draco who cared: the imperious Malfoys would never approve of her and she knew Draco would never want to disappoint his family. Aside from her they were all he had.
She winced slightly as she noticed her tightly clenched fist, as she opened it she hissed in pain at the blanched crescents embedded painfully in to her skin.
Draco never looked at her in public, never acknowledged her. She knew if they were alone then Draco would only have eyes for her: that he'd be spending time with her, holding her hand, making her laugh. Again, jealously churned in her stomach. She was slightly disgusted with herself as she was just like all those other girls now, the same witches who were currently glaring daggers at the youngest Greengrass sister.
She glowered as she heard Astoria Greengrass laugh at something Draco had said, her laughter sounding like honey: smooth and mellifluous to her ears. As the Slytherin tossed her raven hair back and focussed her dark blue eyes on Draco, Ginny mused how right they looked together; she was someone who would fit perfectly into his world: a perfect piece to his puzzle.
Without warning he did something he had never ever done before in public: He looked at her, his grey eyes fixed on her, his expression unreadable. He glided toward with a practiced air of superiority, with velvet-soft white-blonde hair falling lightly behind him as he raised his eyes; honing in on her and stunning her like a deer caught in headlights. She gulped as he moved towards her; the eyes of every witch following him curiously as he inched closer and closer towards the youngest Weasley.
She visibly paled at the intense look he was giving her, it made her weak at the knees. If she were standing her knees would have buckled throwing her to the ground, she thanked Merlin that she had been sitting down.
Draco stopped in front of her table, taking her hand gently he pulled her to her feet. He moved to wrap his arm around his waist, his hot breath on her face. As his lips hovered over hers, Ginny could hear the sharp intake of breaths all around her. This turned to gasps of shock as Draco leaned forwards and pressed his lips soundly against her soft pink ones.
She sighed, leaning into him.
He smirked down at her and whispered into her ear: "Don't be jealous love; you're the only girl for me."
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