Consequences

AN - A few things...this is the sequel to my story 'Breaking the Rules'. I put it under crossovers because there will be a very brief appearance by a crossover character in the last chapter. This probably could have gone under the Draco/Ginny category, but I figured better safe than sorry. Also, unlike BtR, this story's rating is almost entirely for smut, but there is some violence as well. Finally, I have no beta and have to type everything out on my phone, so please excuse any typos. I can't correct them from my phone anyway so pointing them out just sets off my OCD...

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Three months after the Battle of Hogwarts, Ginny happily boarded the Hogwarts Express, her right hand tightly entwined with her boyfriend, Draco's, while she pushed her brother Ron along with her left. Both boys had decided to return to the newly repaired school to retake their final year. Ron had missed his entire seventh year and Draco had missed enough of it that he claimed he felt completely unprepared to take his NEWTS.

Ginny suspected that he really just didn't want to be away from her for an entire year; not that she minded. Ron, however, had been forced to come by their parents and by Hermione, who had also convinced Harry to come back. Not that Harry would let his girlfriend out of his sight for more than five seconds.

The couple had spent the summer at the Burrow, and the Weasley family was getting a bit tired of walking in on the couple in various states of undress. Ginny privately thought that, being the brightest witch of her age, Hermione should have been expected to remember to cast a silencing spell now and then; but apparently that was too much to be hoped for. Ron and Ginny were both highly relieved that their friends had been made Head Boy and Girl. At least they'd have their own suite far away from Gryffindor Tower, so the siblings wouldn't have to sleep with earplugs anymore.

"Come on, Ron. There aren't going to be any compartments left if you don't get a move on," Ginny grumbled as Ron continued to drag his feet.

"I think that's his plan, luv," Draco chuckled. "If there's no room on the train, he gets to stay home,"

"Ha ha!" Ron muttered, "It's all well and good for you two. You're not gonna be older than everyone in your class and keep getting stared at all the time."

Draco raised an eyebrow, "When did I get a year younger? I must've missed that. Harry and Hermione, too. Hell, she's always been a year older than the rest of us. And no one ever gawks at anyone but you...certainly not at Harry."

Ginny smothered a laugh. All the hostility had gone out of Draco's relationship with her brother, but he still never failed to point out if Ron was being stupid. Which happened rather a lot. Despite this, the two had developed a rather easy friendship. He and Harry got along even better since learning they were actually second cousins through Harry's paternal grandmother, who was a Black. it helped that Harry spent a lot of time visiting his godson Teddy. Since the baby, his parents and grandmother were all living with Draco, the two boys ran into each other frequently at both Malfoy Manor and at the Burrow.

Draco had insisted on the entire Tonks/Lupin family moving in with him after he inherited the huge mansion upon Lucius' death. He'd invested a great deal of his inheritance in removing any and all traces of Voldemort's presence and the mansion was now light and airy with a homey atmosphere despite its massive size.

"At least you've got Ginny, mate," Ron mumbled, "I'm just the third...er...fifth wheel," he corrected himself as a door suddenly slid open beside them and Harry emerged, looking happy and rumpled.

"There you are!" He exclaimed, "We found a compartment," he gestured needlessly behind him, where Hermione was attempting to straighten her hair and skirt simultaneously.

"Thank you, Captain Obvious," Draco snickered, pulling Ginny inside. Sitting down, he immediately tugged her into his lap.

"Again, Harry?" Ron was saying quietly. "Seriously, you two just shagged before you left the house!"

Hermione turned beet red, but Harry just grinned shamelessly. "It's a long ride to Hogwarts," he shrugged.

"It's only six hours!" Ginny laughed. "And you'll have your own rooms when you get there!"

"You just wish you got here first," Harry teased. "Want us to leave you two alone?"

Ginny blushed and Draco rolled his eyes. "Not all of us are ruled by our hormones, mate," he rubbed Ginny's back gently as he spoke.

"They haven't even-" Ron began.

"No one's business, Ron!" Ginny cut him off with a glare. She already regretted sharing that particular bit of information with her mouthy sibling a few days earlier. She'd wondered aloud how Harry and Hermione found the courage to have sex with Molly under the same roof. Andromeda was equally intimidating, and Draco had joked that he should build his aunt her own wing so he could sneak Ginny over so they could finally be alone together for more than five minutes.

"Seriously?" Hermione spoke up for the first time.

"The presence of parental-types actually makes some people have trouble getting in the mood, Granger," Draco smirked teasingly.

"It's not likely to be any better at Hogwarts, with you two being in separate houses and all," Ron pointed out.

"Don't remind me," Ginny blurted irritably, making everyone chuckle.

"Three words, luv," Draco whispered, "Room of requirement,"

"Three more words...'burned it down'," Ginny whispered back, poking him lightly in the chest. "Remember?" As if he could ever forget. His friend Vincent had nearly killed everyone in their compartment (except herself) and Gregory Goyle when he'd cast 'Fiendfyre' in the Room and then lost control of the spell, getting killed himself in the process.

"Bloody hell..." Draco muttered, frowning slightly.

"We'll figure out something," Ginny promised, kissing him lightly on the lips before snuggling against him with her head on his shoulder. She was growing increasingly frustrated by their constantly thwarted attempts to find time alone together. They'd only been dating since she and Ron had saved his life during the last battle, but they'd developed a very strong connection in that time. She'd never believed in soul mates until they had finally put their differences aside and really talked to each other. It didn't hurt that she'd broken no less than six Ministry laws to go back in time to prevent his murder. Now, she couldn't imagine her life without him. They'd even spoken tentatively about marriage after they finished school.

Hermione nudged Harry in the ribs and he shot her a questioning look. "You know we're not going to use both of our rooms, Harry," she murmured.

Ginny felt Draco shift beneath her slightly as she lifted her head to look at her friend. "Are you saying..."

Hermione smiled softly and nodded. "Wouldn't want it to go to waste."

"You'll have to borrow my cloak," Harry added, pulling it out of his bag and tossing it to Draco with a grin.

Draco stared at the shimmering fabric, then turned to Ginny, "Are we there yet?"

Ginny smiled and kissed him on the cheek, trying to act calm despite the fact that her heart was racing a mile a minute at the idea of spending entire nights alone with him without her parents or his aunt hovering over them. "Nine hours till the feast is over," she murmured, wiggling her eyebrows at him.

"Ugh," Harry muttered, "It's gonna be a long day..." he complained, pulling Hermione closer to him and nuzzling her neck.

"This is going to be a long year..." Ron moaned, rolling his eyes as everyone else laughed.