What Happened to Ginny

Chapter 6
Tasting Sweet Decline


A/N: My muse is simple girl. All she likes are plot bunnies and reviews. So be kind to Maggie and feed her review cookies please. Big thanks to my beta Lbandoly for her hard work.


Song used in this chapter is D.O.A by Foo Fighters

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Draco moved through the crowd deliberately stalking his prey like a great anaconda on the hunt for its last meal before winter. He moved like water, fluid and at one with those around him. It was a grace that he had been blessed with from birth. Many nights spent becoming one with the shadows had only served to make his movements even finer, more delicate when called for. She never saw him coming.

Warm hands, long fingers grasped her waist firmly pulling her back into him. He wrapped his left arm around her middle and his right he ran down her lace covered side. Her body stilled at the second invasion it had felt from him in the course of one night.

“Don’t stop.” His voice was like honey, sticky and sweet. Even if she hadn’t been rather tipsy she doubted she would have been able to deny him with that voice. It stirred something insider her that hadn’t been stirred in a very, very, long time. So help her she didn’t want to stop.

She allowed herself to be held against him. His lean form pressed tight to her back. His strong arms holding her as if letting go would mean the end of them both. “Sweet mother of Merlin.” She barely recognized her own voice, heady with intoxication of so many kinds. He felt so good and she was so very alone. But by the gods it had only been a month since Harry left.

The war inside her head began to rage. One voice reminding her of the woes of her former life. ‘Harry was gone long before he left you. He was sleeping with not one but two other witches. He wasn’t in love with you. You were never in love with him. He was safe so you married him so you wouldn’t be alone.’ The other urged her into the arms of the man she was held tightly against. ‘It’s just a dance, you’re not hurting anyone. You came here to let loose and find yourself, just do what feels good. You wanted to have fun and forget. You don’t have to love him to bed him. Blaise’s voice echoed an earlier similar statement: who better to erase Harry from your mind than his greatest enemy? He feels like silk covered iron beneath your skin, think what that would feel like in bed.’

The longer the dance went on the closer he seemed to pull her to him. At some point she lost track of where she ended and he began. Every breath he took she felt. Every beat of his heart she felt against her skin.

With a singular ease that only comes with standing with the right partner knowing how to move with and against them he turned her so she faced him. Bodies pressed together they undulated to the beat that surrounded them, filled them.

The song changed taking the tempo up a notch. Instinctively they increased their movements in response to the new faster song. It was a catchy tune. Without warning the lyrics to the song sank into her lust ridden mind, like a light flashing on a new path that seemed to play out in her head.


Yeah, you know I did it
It's over and I feel fine
Nothing you can say is gonna change my mind
Waited, and I wait the longest night
Nothing like the taste of sweet decline

I went down and I fell, I fell so fast
Dropping like the grains in an hour glass
Never say forever 'cause nothing lasts
Dancing with the bones of my buried past

She didn’t know what to think or what to feel. It was as if someone had flipped a switch and her brain just stopped calculating the good versus of the bad of Draco versus her ex. She just gave in. This was here and this was now. The next day didn’t matter, for that matter the next hour. Oh God it felt good to just give in and taste the ‘sweet decline.’

Never mind there's nothing I could do
Bet your life there's something killing you.

Her inner dialog couldn’t help but give a little laugh. Yup something was killing her and she was gonna sway right along to it.

It's a shame we have to die my dear
No-one's getting out of here alive
This time
What a way to go but have no fear
No-one's getting out of here alive
This time

Leaning in she spoke into his ear. “You’re never getting out of this alive you know.”

He laughed in response. “Then I’ll die a happy man won’t I?”

I'm finished, I’m getting you off my chest
Made you come clean in a dirty dress
A promise is a promise you kept in check
Hard to cross a heart that beats its fist

It didn’t take long to realize the lyrics fit them like a glove. “You know if I didn’t know better I would say whoever wrote this song saw this night in a crystal ball. Cause Merlin knows I’ve made you come clean in a very dirty dress.”

God he turned her on. His voice, the way he felt next to her body as they moved together. She was burning up from the inside out.

Take a good hard look for the very last time
The very last one in a very long line.
Only took a second to say goodbye
Been a pleasure, but the pleasure's been mine all mine

Never mind there's nothing I could do
Bet your life there's something killing you.

It's a shame we have to die my dear
No-one's getting out of here alive
This time
What a way to go but have no fear
No-one's getting out of here alive
This time

He ground his hardness into her stomach. “Do you feel what you do to me? Here I thought I would never find the perfect partner for foreplay.”

Ain't no way
D.O.A
Ain't no way
D.O.A

Take a good hard look for the very last time
The very last one in a very long line
Only took a second to say goodbye
Been a pleasure, but the pleasure's been mine all mine

May the Gods help him he didn’t know what had come over him; if it was the alcohol or the residuals from the mari and other assorted drugs in the air or if it was just her. But god whatever it was it was a pleasure that he wasn’t sure he would ever be able to give up. Half an hour wrapped around her swaying body and he wanted to claim all of her for his very own.

Never mind there's nothing I could do
Bet your life there's something killing you.

It's a shame we have to die my dear
No-one's getting out of here alive
This time
What a way to go but have no fear
No-one's getting out of here alive
This time

It's a shame we have to disappear
No-one's getting out of here alive
This time
This time
This time

Tired, hot, and a bit more excited than he cared to admit he led her from the dance floor back to the balcony. Grabbing their drinks, they fell into a vacant seat. Lips locked and legs intertwined. Sniggers from those around them didn’t even phase the lust driven couple.

“Bugger Draco, let the girl up for air.” Blaise was laughing with an ‘I told you so’ smirk written all over his face.

“Oh sod off Blaise. Go fuck yourself.”

“Why when Luna can do it for me.”

“Ha bloody ha Zabini. Pass the mari.”

Blaise passed him a home rolled fag. Ginny couldn’t recall ever seeing anything like it. Normal fags sure, but nothing that looked that, well homemade. Curiosity got the best of her. “What is that?”

Draco smirked at her. “Oh my little lioness you live a sheltered life don’t you.” He held it closer to her so she could inspect the cannabis cigarette more closely. “This is one of the few things the muggles got right: cannabis aka pot, weed, a joint, a mari fag, Mary Jane, Mary and Johnny.”

For the first time all evening Ginny heard Pansy actually talk. “What the fuck is with all the Mary names for it anyway?”

Draco rolled his eyes at her for cutting him off. “Shut your hole wench. Some bitch named Mary probably discovered it. Hell if I know Panse.” He put the unlit mari fag in his mouth before lighting it. Taking a long drag his eyes rolled back in his head for a second as he savored the taste of the smoke in his mouth. Exhaling he blew in Ginny’s face to give her an indirect taste of it. “As I was saying this is green gold. Good for giving you that all over good feeling. No worries, nothing but easy thinking. You’re welcome to try it if you think you’ve got the stones little Gryff.”

Setting her empty glass on the table in front of them she settled back against his warm inviting chest, taking the fag from his lips without so much as a second thought. Following his lead she drew in a deep pull. She didn’t know what to expect but the burn was not it. Swallowing hard she refused to cough in their company. Nope, she could take anything they had to offer. And several less than perfect drags later the sweetest feeling of letting go overtook her. “God, this is a slice of heaven.”

Blaise laughed and nipped at the neck of the blond in his lap. “Oh Luna you’ve brought us an angel to corrupt. You devil you.”

“Oh I think she’s already corrupted from the looks of it.” The feel of his tongue on her skin making her squeal with delight.

Draco took back the mari taking a drag before whispering in Ginny’s ear, “It’s also known to help one let go of their inhibitions. It tends to make people do things or people they wouldn’t normally do. But I don’t guess those two let it show.” His smirk said what his words hadn’t.

Luna sat giggling like mad in Blaise’s lap. “Oh Gin you have fallen to join the rest of us in hell. Doesn’t sin just feel divine?”

“Yep Lu it does.” Remembering the words to the song that had pushed her forever into the arms of the blond Slytherin, “like tasting sweet decline.”

The steady beat of the music flooded her ears. “Dance some more Malfoy? Or are you yellow?”

“I’m no sodden Hufflepuff. Get your arse up woman. I’ll show you what it means to dance.”

The two walked towards the stairs.

Blaise looked around at the mostly high and totally drunk group. “Anyone want make bets on how fast it’s gonna take him to take her right there on the dance floor?”

Nott laughed. “Why bother? They will already be at it by the time we all bet.”

Pansy leaned over and kissed him hard. “Too true Theo, too true.”