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As It Goes || Draco & Ginny

So far it had been good. For once life had decided to simply allow him to live peacefully enough. And though he still had recurring nightmares not to mention negative thoughts and sometimes so depressing days that he could barely move, Draco somehow managed to push himself. It would seem his pride came in handy because it certainly didn’t allow him to sit around and do nothing. Besides he had a new flat he had to fix and buy furniture for.

It had taken nearly a month and a little getting used to but Draco had finally settled into his new home and it did get somewhat quite at times, he didn’t mind much. He spent most of his waking hours reading various books that he had packed to take with him, often visiting the library in Diagon Alley to get new books. And he had kept his distance from one certain female red head. As much distance as he could get since she came to his flat nearly every day.

True to his word he had helped her in finding a flat and had helped her settle in. Sometimes he would regret the promise he had made of not having sex with her because he had had more then one reason to pin her against the closest flat surface and kiss her senseless. But then there were times he would regret having promised not to disappear from her life because it was damn hard holding himself back. Somehow he had gotten addicted to her, and it certainly didn’t help his control.

Draco was sitting in his flat when he received a letter from his mother, telling him she would be visiting tomorrow. He had allowed a small smile to pull at his lips at that. At least he had something other then Weasley dropping in to look forward to.

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Drunk Emotion || Draco & Ginny

He caught the look in her eyes, and he heard the giggle. That was when Draco Malfoy knew he was in for a long night. Good thing he had spent the day sleeping. If he had still been nursing his hangover he wouldn’t even have bothered to do anything aside from dumping her in her room and walking off. But if he had been drunk that would be a whole different story now wouldn’t it.

“I have complimented you before, if you recall.” He said, his voice sounding a tad too smug and amused. “Either you were too busy enjoying yourself to really hear what I was saying, or you’re a little drunk to recall.” She looked more than just pretty, but of course, Draco being himself, would never outright say what was on his mind. Besides he liked playing with her. Keep her guessing and wandering what he meant. She never failed to comment back. That was how they talked. Back and forth, back and forth. Till they would fall into bed together. They had never had any other outcome of their conversations yet, unless you counted one of them leaving, and Draco was never one to dwell on what could be or might be.

The fireworks were loud and colorful, and for once Draco enjoyed a little as he watched the spectacle. At her words he scoffed. “Don’t care.” He was never one for festivities. “I only came because I got bored. I wouldn’t have come if I had something to occupy my mind.” He had noticed how her hand had gripped the front of his shirt. Slowly he pulled his arms back from around her, setting her feet down on the ground as he stepped away, though the narrow alley didn’t give much room for him to back away. They were still nearly pressed up against one another, however.

“Are you done here? Because I have to get back and see my new flat. Make sure everything is fine before I start moving.” He wouldn’t leave her all by herself. Draco had no intention of dealing with a splinched red head. He winced at the mental image, suppressing the shudder as he waited for her answer.

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Ⓐ Ginevra Weasley

According to Draco :3

Attractiveness:

repulsive || hideous || ugly || not attractive || unappealing || not unattractive || meh || no preference || ok || mildly attractive || nice looking || cute || adorable || attractive || pleasant on the eyes || good looking || hot || sexy || beautiful || gorgeous || hot damn || would tap that || perfect || godlike || holy fuck there are no words

Personality:

grating || irritating || frustrating || boring || confusing at best || awkward || unreasonable || psychotic || disturbing || interesting || engaging || affectionate || aggressive || ambitious || anxious || artistic || bad tempered || bossy || charismatic || appealing || unappealing || creative || courageous || dependable || unreliable || unpredictable || predictable || devious || dim || extroverted || introverted || egotistical || gregarious || fabulous || impulsive || intelligent || sympathetic || talkative || up beat || peaceful || calming || badass || flexible

How likely they would have sex with them:

not if they were the last person on earth and the world was ending || fuck no! || never || no way || not likely || not sure || indifferent || I’m asexual || maybe || probably || it depends || fairly likely || likely || yeah sure || yes || would tap that || hell yes || fuck yes! || wishing that could happen right now || as many times as possible || we are already having sex

Level of Friendship:

never in a million years || worst of enemies || enemies || rivals || indifferent || neutral || acquaintance || friendly toward each other || casual friends || friends || good friends || best friends || fuck buddies || bosom buddies || practically the same person || would die for them || true friends || my only friend ||

First impression of them:

I hate them so much || I don’t like them || I don’t trust them || they annoy me || they’re weird || I’m indifferent || meh || they seem alright || they’re growing on me || truce || I think I like them || I like them || I’m not sure if I trust them || I trust them || they’re cool || they’re genuine || I think we’re going to get along || I really like them || I think I’m in love || oh fuck they’re hot || I love them

Current impression of them:

How good of a kisser:

worst kisser ever || terrible || bad || awkward || just okay || alright || pretty good || good || makes me moan || excellent || exciting || oh god they’re good || I dream about it || fucking amazing || absolute perfection || we haven’t kissed

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A Step Forward || Draco & Ginny

To say he had woken up with a pounding headache would be an understatement. He vaguely remembered waking up only to go into the bathroom and throw up the contents of his stomach. And vowing never to drink ever again, he had promptly shuffled his way back to bed and lain down to sleep, unconsciously wrapping his arms around the figure that lay next to him. When he woke up next, the headache was light, and more of a sting behind his eyes.

Glancing at the clock, Draco was surprised to see it was five in the evening. He had slept all day! Thought considering he hadn’t been sleeping quite well thanks to his own nightmares and sleepless nights, he wasn’t surprised. What he was surprised to find was that he was staring at a ceiling that had started to become very familiar to him. And another surprising factor, why had Ginny not kicked him out yet?

Especially with how he had been acting last night.

Draco groaned as he sat up, rubbing his eyes, hair falling over his forehead. He had lost his shirt sometime in the night. “Fuck.” He moaned, feeling his head spin as he gripped the edge of the bed. “I am never drinking again.”

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Venturing Out || Draco & Ginny

It felt strange to be out here. Normally he would only venture outside the Wizarding World when it was absolutely necessary. Then again, maybe this was necessary. In some form or another. As he sat outside the small cafe, Draco let his grey eyes slid over one individual and then the next, taking in the muggles as the went about their lives. The sound of cars and people chattering, walking, birds and other various objects filled the air. At first it had been a little annoying but after awhile he had gotten used to it.

Draco had opted for as much of a Muggle look as he could get. A shirt with a hood at the back which he thought was equivalent of a cloak for muggles. Pants were easy to come by since he wore them occasionally. Though he had to dig through his closet to find a rough looking pair. Shaking his head, and running a hand through his hair, his eyes continued to scan the muggles, unconsciously looking for a familiar red head.

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Run Ins || Draco and Ginny

Fights were the norm in the Malfoy Manor since the war. He wanted to accept a few changes into his life because it was time to change. Not only that but it was time to accept the fact that they had been wrong. That their beliefs had been wrong. His mother remained neutral but she agreed with him. His father however was entirely different. He refused to let go of his belief and he didn’t want his son to let go either.

And it was here that they would argue. Despite his mother’s best efforts their dinners would explode into a shouting match very quickly. They could avoid one another during the day but the dinner table was inevitable. And as he sat in the corner of the booth at the Leaky Cauldron, staring at his still full bottle of firewhiskey Draco could feel his anger rising once more as he thought of his father shouting and his mother trying to placate the situation to the best of her ability. And him, Draco, shouting back, yelling at his father that what he had been teaching him for so long had affected him. Had affected his life. His outlook. How he would never forgive him for that. And when his father had told him to get out, he had done so. Ignoring his mother’s pleas to not go.

And here he was. Surrounded by laughing people, celebrating a life free from fear and oppression. Both things brought on by people like him, he thought bitterly to himself as he stared at the bottle.

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