Slytherin Pride

The Portrait Talks

Ginny's POV.

We slipped out of the hall and walked slowly down the hallway. Draco's hand was around my waist and I was leaning on his shoulder. He was smiling down at me. We then came to the fork in the hallway. One corridor lead down to the dungeon, the other corridor up to Gryffindor tower. We stood there. I kind of wanted to go to the dungeons. Draco was looking at me. "Where do you want to go?" He was smirking shyly. "The dungeons. If that's ok?" He smirked. Full on. "Yes. It's defiantly ok." He wiggled his eyebrows. He looked so hot. Well literally and as a figure of speech as well. He was obviously hot because of the fast dancing. But he was also good looking. His hair was in his gray eyes and he was biting his lip with out taking notice. I laughed. "What? What's so funny, Weasley?!" It just made me laugh harder. "What?" Draco was laughing very confused. "Nothing, just..." I tried to calm my breathing. "You were biting your lip and smiling to yourself and then you started shouting what?! At the top of your lungs. I thought it was amusing." He self consciously rubbed his lower lip. I gently moved his hand away. "You're fine. I think it's cute." He half smiled, blushing a little. I pretended not to see, but he caught me looking and his face turned even more red. "To the dungeons we go then, Weasley." I smirked and locked arms with him as we descended down the stairs. It turned cold. The dungeons always were. Then we took a sharp right. And he pushed up against a cobblestone wall. It slid aside to reveal a portrait. He sighed. "Brings back happy memories." I looked in confusion, and the portrait spoke up. "I already had to wait a whole hour to listen into your conversation with a bushy haired Gryffindor once! I'm not doing the same with a red headed one." Hermione. She was down here, talking to Draco. "Hermione was down here? Why? When?" Draco was shaking his head trying to drop the subject, but the portrait just kept chattering on. "On last Tuesday. Late at night too. They started talking about someone named Gin. What an ugly name!" I blushed, embarrassed, looking down. Draco held my hand and he spoke up. "It's an amazing name. I don't see the Heir of Slytherin being a popular name." The portrait retorted right back. "Well of course you would think Gin is such an amazing name. You adore her. You said so yourself. But you weren't sure if she liked you or not..." Draco was blushing like mad. His face looked like it was on the verge of exploding. The portrait just went on and on. "Then the bushy haired girl was like you are a sex god. And you were like no, I'm a virgin, and she gasped and all that. Then she asked if you were going to have sex ever. And then you mentioned that Gin girl again. I'm assuming it's a girl..." Draco mumbled barely talking at all. "She's...she a girl...Professor Snape." The portrait was about to continue. "And something about your father, he was going to..." "PROFESSOR SNAPE." He looked embarrassed beyond belief. The portrait looked offended. "Well, then..." And the portrait swung open, and Draco closed it with a snap. He then turned left and stepped into a room with only one bed. I guess coming from his family, he was given a separate room. "Nice room." I said, kind of as a joke. "Thanks." He mumbled. Not daring to even look my direction. He was going to smile. I was going to make him. I walked silently behind him. And then whispered I him ear. "I adore you." His shoulders relaxed and he spun around. And kisses me hungrily. They were short, committed kisses. I eventually pulled away. He was slightly smiling. But was still red. He sighed. "That... Was possibly the most embarrassed I've ever felt in my whole entire life." I laughed and he added. "Gin is a very pretty name." I smiled and looked at my feet. I turned away and jumped up on the bed. He walked over too. Pulling off his over coat and taking of his tie. As he did it, he of course accidentally tied it into a bigger knot by pulling the wrong side. He sighed and looked up at the ceiling. "Why?" I smiled and began undoing his tie. I got it back to normal and pulled down harshly with the other end making it undo all the way. He threw it across the room and it landed in his desk chair. I then chuckled. He laughed too. "So much for being seductive." He said jokingly. I smirked. "It's never too late. You never know." I said. My accent was lathering the words. He just rolled his eyes. "So...you want to have sex...with me?" His hand face palmed into his forehead. He was laughing. Embarrassed. Once again. "Hey, Draco. I really need to change. Like this dress is uncomfortable." He got up gingerly and walked over to his closet. He then tossed me a black muscle tee shirt that smelt just like him. I inhaled the smell sharply. It was intoxicating. "Thanks. Is there a bathroom?" He nodded. "The second door to the right. I nodded and walked into the bathroom. I pulled off my shortened dress. I undid my hair and with the swipe of my wand my makeup was gone. I pulled on the muscle tee. It was tight around my abdomen and was very low cut. My breasts hung out of the shirt. It became looser towards the bottom, and the tee was as long as half of my thighs. So I was covered. Sort of. I twisted my hair into a messy bun. It looked like a pretty good bun, for just laying around. I waved my wand again and my dress disappeared. Then, I heard the strangest noise. And so I peeked out the door to see Draco with some sort of harp? But no, Mione had one too. A guitar? It was a muggle item. Draco began to sing.

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