Slytherin Pride

McGonagall's Office

Draco's POV

"Well, we better get going. I loved meeting you. Be happy, and don't take orders from anyone but us. Ok?" She nodded smiling. I grabbed a red and a green apple, and pulled Ginny though the portrait hole, only to come face to face with McGonagall. "You better come to my office before I both sign expulsion forms for being in restricted areas." She said in a strict and terse voice. My smile slid off my face. Oh Merlin. We were marched down up the stairs and through the two eagle statues and up the spiraling staircase. Mcgonagall took a seat at her desk, and me and Ginny chose to stand a little in front of it. "Explain." Mcgonagall was tapping her quill thoughtfully against her temple. "Uh..." I began, but Ginny interrupted. "Professor, it really wasn't his fault. I was walking back from the great hall, and I went to the Slytherin dormitories, to see if Draco was there, because I couldn't see him in the Great Hall. Then Blaise Zabini forced a wand under my throat and kissed me. Then Draco arrived and saved me, and we missed dinner so we went down to the kitchens to get food." Mcgonagall stopped her gentle tapping. "Hmm. Mr. Malfoy. How about you tell the story." I nodded and swallowed. "Well professor. Me and Ginny are...in a relationship. So she went to find me to return a book she borrowed. Then Zabini jumped her in the common room. I was in the Great Hall and couldn't find her anywhere. Then I saw Blaise and Goyle and Theodore also weren't there, so I rushed back to the dormitories. When I pried the portrait open, Ginny was locked on the ground with Goyle stepping on her wrists while Zabini...touched her. He touched her. So I stunned him, and we ran. Currently, she's in an argument with the god- I mean, Potter- so I wasn't going to take her to Gryffindor tower. And we hadn't eaten, partly because I never eat. But she hadn't and that's not good. Ever. So we went to the kitchens, and met a very lovely house elf, Clairy- make sure she's taken care of, by the way, please- and then we were heading back to our separate common rooms. But instead, you caught us." I finished, a little red. Ginny nodded at my side, looking down. Mcgonagall was silent for a long time, then she asked, "When you say he touched her, what do you mean?" I rolled my eyes inside of my head. Really, out of all the things you could've asked, you ask the thing that pisses me off? Wonderful, really. "Uh...Ginny?" She nodded. "He grabbed my breast and, in a sexual way, rubbed his hand over my ass." I stared in disbelief, she said it so calmly. Wait, did she just that he ALSO touched her ass? Oh my fucking Merlin, you better hope not. You. Better. Hope. Not. Mcgonagall nodded. "I have one last question." I nodded. "Anything." She nodded and continued. "Why do you smell of butter beer and have mash potatoes on your face and hair?" I burst out laughing, and Ginny snickered. Mcgonagall had a faint smile on her face. "Well, we had a small food fight. With Clairy the elf, she was a great friend. But we cleaned it all up. Of course, Clairy yelled at us for trying to do work for her." Mcgonagall hid her smile behind her hand. "You may go. You are not expelled. But, if this ever happens again, miss Weasley would you come talk to me? I will file a report on that behavior and have it dealt with." I cast a sideways look in Ginny's direction. She looked at the ground and swallowed. "I-it really wasn't a big deal. I don't know why Draco even said anything." She looked back at me with a glare. Professor Mcgonagall stood up and looked hard at Ginny. "Mr. Malfoy reported it because he was looking out for you. No need to quarrel. He did the right thing, miss Weasley." Then she glanced at me and smiled faintly before sitting back down and continuing to write a letter. I took the hint that we were dismissed. Ginny walked out the door, and I followed stride. When we walked down the turning steps and were through the doors with gargoyles guarding the entrance, Ginny rounded on me. "Why did you say that?! Now Blaise is going to, like, jump me in Hogsmead or something! If he gets reported, he'll be really angry. Hell, he'll explode! This isn't good. Plus, now he knows that you are for me, which means you'll be in danger as well! Hermione would frown upon your idiotic decision." I rolled my eyes. "I don't care what Granger thinks. By all means she can frown on every little movement of my eyes! I don't give a damn about what she thinks. Now, to the point at hand. I told Mcgonagall because I had to have a good reason to stun someone, first of all. Secondly, if he never got in trouble for what he does he'll just do it for fun. He'd think he can do anything to you because you're to scared to tell. Third of all, I don't give a damn about me either. I don't care if he hurts me. He hurts me anyway. Do you think he greets me with a handshake and the latest gossip? No. He shoots unforgivable curses at me while I flee to my dorm and put charms around it so he can't break in. Once I forgot, and he put about 5 of the most poisonous snakes in my bed! So...I'll count the fucks I give for him. One...one and a half...oh look, they flew away. Now I give zero fucks. Rather sad really." Ginny just groaned and continued to walk. "Where are you going? You can't exactly go back to Gryffindor tower now can you?! Well I guess you could but it's highly unlikely you can get to your dorm without seeing porn." Ginny spun on her heel and looked at me. "Look, Draco, I'm not going to Gryffindor tower! All have you know is that I'm going to the Black Lake! I'm trying to get the image of you in a bed with cottonmouths and coral snakes out of my head. Also, for your information, I give a damn, and the number of fucks I'll give for you is so high I couldn't count! So stop saying your not important because if you weren't you wouldn't be here!" She stopped walking. I just stared at her. "Actually," I began with a light sneer on my face. "My mother was raped by my father. In seventh year. She had a crush on him, and he her, but one day he decided to fuck her in an alley. She of course didn't ask to have sex, so technically it's called a rape. Afterwards they got married because they were idiots. So I, technically, am not 'supposed to be here' for any God given reason except for the fact that my mum didn't want to kill and dispose of me." Her jaw went slack. "T-they...got married after that?" Her face was in complete shock. I couldn't hold my sneer in place a grin broke over my face and I chuckled. "From that whole story the one thing you remember is that they got married. No, not the whole 'I was born on accident thing' but instead 'they later got married.' " I laughed and she smiled. "Well, that's kind of rare. Usually you tend to stay away from the person that shoved their dick up you!" I just laughed harder. "Really? That's sexist. You know girls can rape people, too." She laughed pointing a finger at me. "That's the thing you get out of that?! Not, oh I guess so. That's what I would do. Or even a little snicker at the word "dick" but no. You had to make it sexist." I shrugged. "I focused on something that mattered. You left the entire point of my story out in your question." She continued to look at me smiling. "I am very focused on the point of your story. Maybe if you rape someone your child will turn out fucking sexy since they were born in accident and not planned." I lost it. I doubled over laughing while she leaned against the cobble stone wall. "That's not the point of the story at all! It was tragic! Not...what ever you would call that!" She was now only a step away from me. She walked the final step and put her hands around my neck. "Yes. It's really tragic. There could've been twins. Two, smoking hot twins that were badass Slytherin sluts with amazing glowing hair that resembles the sun. That really is tragic. Now there's only one smoking hot slutty bitch walking around these halls." She smirked. I just stared, gawking at her. Then I pushed her against a wall and kissed her, hard. She smirked under my lips. I muttered words under my breath when I broke the kiss. "It is tragic. Too bad, really. You'll just have to settle on me." Then she kissed me, her hands running through my hair. Then she spoke choppy words in between hard, short kisses. "Yes. Your-my-sexy-bitch." I smirked as she pressed her lips in between mine. "I know." Then I pushed back panting. She still had her eyes closed, but her lips were smirking and parted letting in breaths of air. I had my arm resting above her head and the other on her shoulder. I lower my head and chuckled. "I would be twice at sexy as my twin, so let's not compare me to anyone else." She laughed and put her cheek against my hair. Then she pulled back and wiped her cheek. "Your hair is soaked with butter beer, and it's sticky." I pulled away and smirked. "Good thing you said butter beer. I was a little confused for a moment." Her eyes widened and she smacked my arm. I just smirked wider and started to walk off. "Are you going to follow me, a fellow 'badass Slytherin slut?'" She laughed and followed me towards the prefect's bathroom.

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