Twenty Ways to Catch a Weasley

She had been correct about her earlier assumption. Having him kiss her in return made the experience three thousand times better. Maybe even four thousand times better she thought as he prodded her lips with his tongue.

She opened to him willingly, finding that her resolve was slowly crumbling under the adamant and moist caresses. The kissed mouth to mouth, until a fierce need for oxygen forced them apart, and they had to satisfy themselves with small shallow kisses across each other's faces.

he found that he had particularly sensitive earlobes, and she kissed them experimentally. She had never had anyone else enjoy this, but she liked the way it made him groan deep in his chest; the vibrations coursed through her, like a massage, and she sucked the bottom of the lobe completely into her mouth.

" Ginny. . ." He gasped, as her tongue toyed with the delicate skin, and her fingers threaded gently into his hair, without a single hesitation at it's texture.

" Sev-er-us. . ." she answered, blowing warm air against his neck, and grinding her body slightly against his as one of his hands brushed across her breast.

He struggled to free himself, sitting upright, for a moment.

" Ginny. . .this is . . .I mean. "

She waited patiently, rubbing one hand over his thigh.

" I promised you, I think. ..that I would not progress to this point until I had built you a house, thereby proving to you my. .. intentions."

" I don't recall that we made any promises. . .'' she said. " and you have been a very good boy. " she added, tracing a finger up towards his hip.

" Ginny wait, I have to tell you something first."

" What is that?"

" Remember when you confronted Ron and he told you to not ask him anything?"

" Yes?"

" That is because I wanted to be the first to tell you. . . something. I must admit I was going to wait and tell you after I had finally convinced you that I was sincere, and that I didn't have the most noble reason for doing so. But I can't. . .make love to you with this hanging over me."

She sat up under him, so that he was still straddling her legs, and they were face to face.

'' Well? If it's bad news. . .please don't wait, it just makes it worse." she said, rather bitterly.

" I'll be blunt. I interrogated both your brother, and Potter, in a very thorough procedure, and found out that the candy that they fed to us. . .me, was enchanted. "

" I knew that! " she said with relief. " That was why I insisted that you wait to see whether or not the effect wore off. After all there was no ohther reason why you want to kiss a Weas-"

" Will you kindly let me finish?" he interrupted.

She snapped her mouth closed, turning rather red.

" However, the spell was only supposed to last for ten hours."

" Ten hours!!!" she exclaimed.

" Yes, they said that ten hours was more than enough for anyone to come to terms, so to speak. "

" Are you certain?"

" I examined them thoroughly, even took a few home to evaluate in the laboratory. "

' This is awful!! " she said.

" Why? It proves I was right." he said smugly.

" No it doesn't!!" she cried, suddenly giving a little sob.

" What do you mean it doesn't? I. . .I. ..don't understand." not one bit! he added to himself.

" Because that means you said you loved me when you were enchanted, but you have just been working so hard to seduce me just to be mean!"

" Just to be mean! What are you talking about?"

" You just wanted to prove me wrong, didn't you?"

" I would have been doing that whether or not the spell had lasted! You are talking utter non-sense woman!"

" See! And I was really starting to lo-like you, but you knew all along that it was just a farce."

" It is not a farce!!" he took her by the shoulders and shook her.'' look at me, damn you!! I am not going to apologize to you, and i am not going to explain myself. You have caused me more suffering in a short amount of time than Voldemorte has done in the past twenty years!! The difference is, I don't have one damn good reason to keep crawling after you, but I just keep coming back!!!"

He dropped her shoulders and stood to leave, stooping to find his wand in the rumpled blanket. She gaped at him in shock, absorbing his words.

" Don't leave me!!" she cried, jumping up.

" Why shouldn't I? I am after all, just a mean person." he sneered.

Ginny threw her arms around his neck in one of those strange twists of personality that females possessed and males were unreasonably terrified of.

" You are mean! You're snarky. . .and rude, and intolerant, and I think I am beginning to fall in love with you." she kissed at his mouth, trying to unfreeze the stoniness of his demeanor.

" I do not understand you, nor am I impressed by these little fits of feminine insanity and inconsistency." he muttered.

" Did you really threaten them not to tell me? " she asked against his ear.

" Yes."

" And did you really ask Hermione what my favorite color was?"

" Yes"

" How did you know I liked picnics so much?"

" I had tea with your mother, and she let it slip."

Ginny released him suddenly.

'' You had tea with my mother!?" she demanded in shock.

" Yes. .. several times." he answered, still sulkily.

" Does she know?" Ginny asked, in a hoarse whisper.

" Yes."

" And what did she say?"

" She said that if I was a wise man, I would find someone a little less wild, and a lot more loving."

" What did you say?"

He finally looked down at her, frowning, and gave a great sigh that came from the very recesses of the cold vault of his soul.

" I told her I had never considered myself a wise man."

Ginny grinned, and planted a kiss right on the bridge of his pompous nose.

" I'm sorry about my outburst. .. but you know what they say."

" No, what do they say?"

" Making up is the best part. ''

" I'll believe it when I witness it for myself." he said, lowering her back to the blanket.


TBC>>>