Slytherin Pride

Massage

Ginny's POV

I massaged my wrists where Harry grabbed me as I waited for Draco to turn up. It was twenty minutes past time, which is even a bit late for his reputation. I finally saw him rounding the corner with his head lowered and his hands in his pockets. Anger boiled inside of me as I studied him. His frame was low, and his hair was Ruffled. He hadn't even bothered to take his school uniform off. I sighed as he tried to smile as he neared me. "You honestly think that I would believe that smile? You're practically still in tears." He struggled and walked inside the room if requirement. This time the room was a neutral color with one couch and a huge book shelf. He leaned against the frame of the door with his head once again bent. He suddenly looked up. "Can I ask a favor of you?" He asked looking at my face. "Sure, as long as you cheer up. It's a week till Valentine's Day. You need to be in a happier mood." He nodded. "Will you rub my back?" He asked smiling slightly. I laughed and shook my head slowly. "That will solve all of your problems?" He shrugged. "Most anyway." I gestured for him to lay on his stomach on the couch. He obliged by flipping down on the cushions and stretching Th his form out. I crawled up on him and straddled his thighs. They flexed as they held me up. I shivered slightly, before lightly pushing the muscles near his shoulder up. He groaned as I deepened the pressure. The muscles were so tight I could hardly move. "This might take a bit of time." He just moaned softly in reply. I scoffed. "Don't cum on the couch please?" He chuckled and interrupted it with another groan as I pulled the muscles away from one another. After two hours I stopped and realized he was lightly snoring. I smiled as I watched his chest slowly heave up and then down again. His mouth moved involuntarily, and he muttered random words. I chuckled as he whispered my name. Instead of letting him be, I laid down on top of him and listened to his speech more carefully. "You're so beautiful." He said suddenly, then went silent. A moment later me muttered, "I don't give a damn what potter thinks you are beautiful, and I want you to marry me." I laughed quietly to myself as I listened to his slow words. "Kiss me," he suddenly whispered. I stopped laughing and studied his face, was he really asking me to do so, or was he just dreaming? I shrugged and gently placed my lips onto his. He lightly kissed back and sluggishly pressed his lips against my cheek, before going limp again. I laid my head gently on his hair. It smelt of the finest wizard shampoo available and expensive cologne. I then noticed his clothes. His tie looked uncomfortably tight and his shirt look like it was pressing against his neck. I gently undid his tie and rolled up, before setting it on the table. I then unbuttoned his shirt, and lightly pulled it off his shoulders before folding it nicely, and putting it beside the tie. His shoulders seemed to relax a bit, or maybe it was just my imagination. I studied his slowly twitching eyes as he slept. He stirred and as if on instinct I started to hum. I guess it was from being the youngest out of seven, but my mum would always hum to me when I couldn't sleep. It would always work. Not that it would help Draco at all. I mean, he may not like my singing, and he probably doesn't give a damn about my childhood memories, but I did it anyways, and eventually I started to actually sing a tune quietly. I was surprised by the song I began to sing. If only heard it a couple of times when I was with Mione, yet, here I am softly singing the words.

Yesterday, all my troubles seemed so far away. Now it looks as though their here to stay. Oh, I believe in yesterday.

Suddenly, I'm not half the man I used to be. Now there's a shadow hanging over me. Oh, yesterday came suddenly.

Why'd she have to go, I don't know, she wouldn't say. I said something's wrong, now I long for yesterday.

I looked to see if he had moved and he was slightly smiling. Tears stung my eyes. When Mione listened to this she always seemed sad, and now I understood why. The lyrics brought back memories of the war. They brought back memories of Fred, and how bright George used to be. And how gentle Ron used to be towards me and his friends. I swallowed before continuing the song.

Yesterday, love was such an easy game to play. Now I need a place to hide away. Oh, I believe in yesterday

Why'd she have to go, I don't know, she wouldn't say. I said something's wrong now I long for yesterday.

A tear trailed down my cheek as I remember my early years at Hogwarts. And my brothers would put stuff on my face to wake me up. And George would be the first one to apologize, and Fred would be the last because he would be to busy laughing. I
looked down at Draco's smiling and content face as he continued to sleep. I remember they would force me to dress up to go to the school dances, and they would give me a list of what the family secretly wanted. I even helped them create "Christmas gift fireworks" in my fourth year. Another tear softly fell as I continued to hum the song, before picking back up where I left off.

Yesterday, love was such an easy game to place. Now I need a place to hide away. Oh, I believe in yesterday.

I finished and choked out a soft son as I remembered Fred's smile when he had gotten in trouble. I continued to cry softly as I curled up on top of Draco and closed my eyes. Quietly sobbed over my broken family, and fell asleep to the steady beat if Draco's heart beneath me.

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