A Drunken Mistake

Chapter One

Ginny awoke with a smile imprinted on her face and no explanation as to how it got there. Her mind was foggy from the night before as she tried to remember what she'd done. The last thing she could remember was talking with Malfoy and drinking a lot of firewhiskey. Her head throbbed and whatever hard surface she was laying on was helping.

She slowly opened her eyes, squinting in the bright early morning light streaming through the windows. She looked down to find herself laying on a large teacher's desk, a blanket covering her naked form. Someone besides her rolled over in their sleep and she reluctantly looked over, causing her mouth to drop. Laying besides her was Malfoy, his usually gelled back hair covering his face. His pale, naked chest was just visible, the blanket covering his lowers, thank Merlin for that.

Images of the night before flooded her mind; drinking with Malfoy, grinding with him, and then finding an empty classroom. She nearly screamed out loud. It had to be a dream, any minute now she was going to wake up in her dormitory to someone shaking her awake to get dressed for lessons.

Ginny didn't know what to do. She wanted to jump off the desk, grab her clothes and run. She wanted to distance herself from the man lying beside her. Just as she was about to start gathering her clothes, Malfoy rolled over and open his eyes. The smile that had been on his face when he'd been sleeping disapeared and was replace with a sneer. He bolted upright, glaring daggers at Ginny.

"What the fuck are you doing here?" He shouted angrily at her.

"What am I doing here?" She repeated, her head throbbing harder. She felt as if she might throw up any moment. "What are you doing here?" Malfoy roughly pulled at the blanket, wrapping it around himself so Ginny was now stark naked. She let out a yell and grabbed for the blanket again, the last thing she wanted was for Malfoy to be oggling her.

"Well obviously I'm here because you slipped me something last night and raped me," He told her, if she'd known where her wand was, she would've hexed him right there. "Not that I can blame you though, I'm gorgeous and an amazing shag."

"You disgust me!" Ginny told him, one hundred percent serious.

"I must not disgust you that much." He said, smirking.

"You're a pig." Ginny jumped off the desk and grabbed for her clothes.

"And you're a tart."

"I'm the tart?" She asked, frantically putting on her knickers. "You're the one who somehow tricked me into bed with you." Malfoy let out a cold, forced laugh.

"Don't flatter yourself, Weasel," He said, watching her search for her top. "I can have anyone I want, so why would I have tricked you, of all people."

"How else did I wake up naked and next to you?" Malfoy smirked.

"I think that answer is obvious."

"I think I'm gonna vomit."

"Oh just be happy you an amazing first like me and not someone like the completely virginal Potter." He told her, smirking deeper. If only she could have slapped that smirk right off his pointed face.

"For your information, you disgusting cockroach," Ginny said, pulling on her top and jeans at the same time. The faster she was dressed, the faster she could get out of there. "You weren't my first, thank Merlin for that!"

"You're a bloody whore, Weasley," His voice was as cold as ice. "Whatever would mommy and daddy do if they knew their little girl was going to parties and getting her brains shagged out?"

"You're one to talk," Ginny glared at Malfoy, now fully dressed. "I bet if your dad found out that you took advantage of me last night, he'd feed you to Voldemort's snake himself. I bet he'd love to know you're not the little Death Eater he dreamed of."

"Get the fuck out of here before I crucio you so bad you'll never walk again." Malfoy had pulled out his wand and was pointing it in Ginny's face. She didn't need him to tell her twice, she picked her wand up off the floor and ran out of the room as fast as she could.

It must've still been early because she corridors were completely deserted. Ginny managed to sneak all the way up to her dormitory unnoticed. She collapsed onto her bed and instantly fell asleep.

Ginny awoke an hour and a half later when the other girls in her dormitory got up for breakfast. She groaned, wanting nothing more then to lay back down and sleep off her hangover. Unfortunately, she had lessons in an hour, so she didn't have time to sleep. She waited until the room was quiet before she rose, she didn't want anyone questioning her about where she was the night before. When she was sure everyone was gone, she rose from her bed and dressed in her uniform and school robes. She redid her makeup carefully, wanting to create the illusion that she didn't feel like she was going to throw up at any minute. She then brushed her long red hair and grabbed her bookbag. Taking one last look in the mirror, she buttoned half the buttons on her Gryffindor robes and made her way down to breakfast.

Ginny took her seat beside Harry at the Gryffindor table, immediately reaching for the steaming pot of coffee and pouring herself a glass. From across the table she could see Dean Thomas talking to Seamus Finnigan. She wished Dean would have looked at her, she missed talking with him and since they'd broken up he'd barely even glanced at her.

"Good morning, Ginny." Hermione said with a smile on her face. Ginny really didn't understand how the girl could be so cheery in the morning, especially with all the studying she did all night.

"Morning." She replied, forcing a smile. She and Hermione had once been close, but since school had started, they hadn't really talked. Not that Ginny really minded much, the two were completely different, and there was only so much she could take of Hermione lecturing her about school and boys.

"So, where were you all last night, exactly?" Ron asked her. She hated the tone he was using, it was like he was their mum or something. Didn't he realize she was only a year younger then him?

"I bunked with Luna last night then came in around six, what's wrong with that?" Ginny replied, taking a deep sip of her coffee.

"'Mione and I stayed up waiting for you and you didn't come in," Ron began. "We had no clue where you were. Do you know how much trouble you can get in for being out past curfew?"

"Ron, give her a break," Harry defended Ginny. She couldn't help but blush, he just had that effect on her after all these years. "We've broken curfew tons of times before."

"That was different," Ron argued. "We never stayed out all night doing Merlin knows what with Merlin knows who."

"You say that like I was out on the streets all night."

"Well how am I supposed to know where you are all night?" He asked her, making her head pound. Couldn't he just leave her alone for once?

"Will you just drop it?" Ginny said. She couldn't take any more of the third degree. "It's early and I'm tired and you acting like mum isn't helping." Ron opened his mouth to say something, but Hermione interupted him.

"Hey, don't you guys have a Quidditch practice tonight?" Ginny gave the brunette a smile. She knew she was just changing the subject to distract Ron, Hermione hated Quidditch. Maybe she wasn't that bad afterall.

"Yeah we do," Harry said, excitement in his voice. If there was one thing he was passionate about, (other then defeating Voldemort), it was Quidditch. "This Saturday's our first game against Hufflepuff." That was all it took. Ron forgot completely about Ginny as he and Harry became immersed in talking about the up comming game. Ginny just sat back, listening to their talk and sipping her coffee while Hermione pulled out a book and began to read. Thank Merlin for Quidditch!

Lessons that day were dreadful. Normally, Ginny was pretty quick in all her classes, but today she was totally off. In Transfiguration, she was supposed to be turning her eyebrows brown, but instead they grew out into a unibrow, causing the whole class to laugh. In DADA she could barely concentrate on her text, and instead ended up drawing a doodle of Malfoy getting his hair shaved off in her book. In Potions she dropped a vial, smashing it on the stone floor. Snape had deducted twenty points from Gryffindor for it, which was, in her opinion, completely unnessesary. By the end of the day, all she wanted to do was curl up in her bed and sleep.

She decided to skip dinner altogether and get in an early night. She knew Ron would give her hell for it, but she didn't care. She was exhausted, she deserved a little rest. Ron would get over it.

*

It was weeks later and Ginny had completely forgotten about Halloween. Gryffindor was undefeated in Quidditch, having beaten both Hufflepuff and Slytherin. Her spirits were high despite her constant bad mood. She was sitting in Potions answering questions on a new potion they were supposed to brew the next day. The potion was a difficult one and she was finding the questions rather hard to answer.

A Slytherin boy who's name she didn't know was sitting a few seat away. The boy kept making wierd faces and staring at her, which was driving her insane. She hated how arrogant they all were, like being put in the most violent house in Hogwarts was something to brag about. She was trying to ignore him, but it was hard when he kept pointing at her and laughing with his friends. When he balled up a piece of parchment and threw it at her, she'd had enough.

"Will you just sod off you disgusting little-" She shouted, pointing her wand in the git's face. Snape grabbed her wand arm, turning her to face him.

"I believe, Miss Weasley, that that little outburst earns you a detention. See me after class." With a sneer he returned to his seat at his desk, keeping an eye on Ginny. The Slytherins all snickered as her face burned red. Just great, and she thought she was in a foul mood before.

After class Ginny waited for everyone to leave before she approached Snape's desk. She stood infront of him for a few minutes as he marked some homework, completely ignoring her. She began to grow impatient and cleared her throat loudly to get his attention.

"I will deal with you when I'm good and ready, Miss Weasley." He said coldly, not even looking up for his papers. Ginny tapped her foot, eager to get the detention over with. She wanted to go back to her dormitory and sleep, she was so tired.

Snape looked up from his papers and sneered at Ginny. She had no clue what she'd done to make him hate her so much, but then again, he seemed to hate anyone who wasn't in Slytherin.

"I have a special task for you, Miss Weasley," He said, rising and reaching into one of the locked drawers in his desk. He pulled a toothbrush out and handed it to Ginny. "I want you to scrub the cauldrons, without magic. I expect you do to a good job. I want them to shine, understand?" Ginny nodded her head and without a word got to work.

The cauldrons were disgusting. They looked like they hadn't been cleaned in years, residue from years worth of potion making caked to the bottom and sides. The smell made Ginny gag, and more then once she had to swallow the bile that rose in her throat.

Cleaning the cauldrons would have normally taken less then five minutes with magic, so Ginny had no idea how the muggles survived. She'd been at it for half an hour and she'd only finished two cauldrons. She was currently recleaning one which she'd vommited in when the scent had reached her nostrils. She heard someone walk into the dungeon, but she didn't look up. She didn't have time to worry about whoever would visit Snape, she was famish and exhausted, all she wanted to do was get this over with and go to bed, forget about dinner.

"Weasley!" Snape shouted, causing Ginny to look over fast, hurting her neck. She saw Malfoy standing beside the Potion's master, an arrogant smirk on his face. "I have business to attend to. Mr Malfoy here will supervise you until you're finished. I expect to hear a good report from him after or I will have to take it up with your head of house. Remember, I want those cauldrons to shine." With a billow of his cape, he left the two students alone. Malfoy just stood there, smirking at Ginny.

"So tell me, why do you havta watch me?" She asked rudely, rising from her kneeling position. She hadn't seen much of Malfoy since the morning after Halloween, she'd been beginning to think she'd never have to be alone with him again.

"Because, Weasley," He said, managing to smirk and sneer at the same time. "I'm the best, not to mention I'm a prefect."

"More like you're a teacher's pet." Ginny remarked, glaring at the blonde.

"You best learn to respect your superiors." Malfoy told her.

"I'll keep that in mind for next time I see one." She smiled as Malfoy's pale face turned scarlet.

"Get back to work, Weasley, before I do something I most definately will not regret."

"I'd like to see you try." She replied as she continued scrubbing. She didn't doubt that Malfoy was all talk, but she was dreaming of finishing up before the sun set, and exchanging insults with Malfoy wasn't helping to accomplish that.

After another 45 minutes of scrubbing and gagging, Ginny finally finished. She threw the toothbrush into a clean cauldron and stood, grabbing her bookbag.

"Where do you think you're going?" Malfoy asked her as she made her way to the door. She spun around and glared at the blonde.

"I'm leaving, have fun waiting for Snape you disgusting Death Eater." She slammed the door loudly behind her, blocking the spell that had been directed at the back of her head.

Ginny went straight to the Great Hall to catch the last few minutes of dinner. She was starved, even though she'd had two helpings at lunch. She slid into her seat between Harry and Neville, piling her plate with food.

"Where have you been, Ginny?" Hermione asked. "Dinner's nearly over."

"Stupid git Snape gave me detention." Ginny told her, shovelling food into her mouth and feeling a lot like Ron.

"What did you do?" Ron asked. "You never get detention."

"Yelled at some Slytherin who threw something at me."

"If you're having a problem with other students you should've came to me, or told a professor." Hermione said in her know-it-all tone.

"Well I thought yelling at him was a better solution." She replied.

"What's wrong with you?" Ron questioned her through a mouthful of potatoes.

"Nothing."

"Doesn't seem like nothing." He said, giving her a look.

"Well it is nothing so drop it." Ron was really starting to annoy her.

"You didn't have to be so rude about it." Ron said in a low voice. Ginny glared at him, then took one last bite of her food and stood.

"I don't have to take your questioning anymore, enjoy your dinner." She then stormed out of the Great Hall, leaving her friends in shock.

"Should one of us?-" Harry began.

"I'll go." Hermione answered before he could finish. She grabbed her bookbag and hurried out of the hall after Ginny.

Ginny knew Hermione was following her. She could hear her hurrying behind her and shouting her name. She refused to turn around, the whole lot of them were getting on her nerves. She hated how they treated her like a child. She was sixteen, and soon she'd be seventeen, a legal adult. When were they going to realize that?

When Ginny came to the portrait of the fat lady, she quickly gave the password and ran inside the dormitory, slamming the portrait behind her. She was furious and didn't even really know why, all she knew was that Ron was being a total git lately. Sometimes she really wished she'd been an only child.

Hermione came in through the portrait just as Ginny was beginning to climb the stairs to the girl's dormitories, frantically chasing after her.

"Ginny, wait." Hermione called, rushing to the stairs.

"Leave me alone!" Ginny shouted down to her. She felt light headed and dizzy from being so angry, her brain was no longer making any sense. She stopped suddenly, nealy causing Hermione to bump right into her. The last thing she remembered was Hermione's high pitched voice calling her name before everything went black...

To Be Continued...

Alright, so I know this is a total cliff hanger, but I just couldn't resist. I haven't written a cliffie in so long and this seemed like the perfect place to leave it off. Hopefully you don't get too mad at me. Don't worry though, the more reviews I get, the sooner the next chapter will be posted. Youu know what to do !

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