Her eyes were wide and watchful, yet her eyes were also trusting and calm. She watched him carefully as he entered the room again, her prize in his hands which he tucked into his pocket as he paused beside her, brushing her hair back from her forehead gently.
"Hey..." he greeted softly.
"Hey you..." she replied softly, gazing up at him upside down. She was lying down the bed, her head where her feet should be and her feet tucked under the pillows from the cold. She was wearing his robe and nothing underneath, making him grimace in his own mind at the thoughts it conjured up.
"Been waiting long?" he asked after a moments silence, opening his trunk to dump his school bag into. He had always been so picky about which thing went where and was tetchy about how clean things where as well. She watched him in amusement as he loosened his tie and then hung it carefully on a hook behind the curtains of his bed.
"You have your own dorm with a wardrobe and you still don't even use it." She mused aloud with a grin, not answering his question. "How come?"
"The war is going to start soon." his reply was simple as he sat on the edge of his bed, and then was immediately pulled to curl up against her for warmth. "...And...I haven't exactly been here for all that long either..."
"Well that's true...it feels like it's been ages though..." she smiled as she curled her fingers under his chin. "Feels like we've been together for-"
"I haven't even been back for two months yet." he grinned up at her, his head resting on her hip as he gazed up at her.
"As soon as you got back you just couldn't resist me any longer." she grinned back, and go a poke for her teasing lack of modesty.
"I was thinking of you while I was gone." he admitted, making her eyes shine.
"Really?"
"Ever since you ran into me after that Quidditch match..." he toyed with her hair gently as he remembered. "Ever since then...you've been on my mind...annoying little girl."
Laughing, she jabbed him in the ribs and pined her down, only to have him flip her easily and kiss her, before he drew her prize out of his pocket. She unbuttoned his shirt teasingly as he wound the prize around her wrists and up to the bedposts.
He tightened the ribbons around her wrists slowly as he leant over her, trying to ignore her persistant and teasing kisses on his bare chest. She shifted up on the bed a little as he tied them into one final knot, and then looked down on her playfully, curling her red hair behind her ear. Draco leant closer and kissed Ginny softly, trailing his fingers down her wrists and arms which were all tied up.
"Now," he murmured. "Have you been naughty or nice lately, my dear?"
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