“What’s the matter, love? Can’t stand on your own two feet?” He eyed her from head to foot, and then back again. “Then again, I’m not surprised with that outfit. It’s a wonder you even manage to walk at all.”
~*~QUOTE OF THE MOMENT~*~
Ginny took a deep breath and marched through the door, only to stop short when she came face-to-face with a naked man.
"Oh, my!" she exclaimed, then quickly clamped a hand over her mouth.
There was a naked man in the tent. A very good-looking naked man. A very well-defined (not to mention well-endowed) naked man, and he was barely two feet away from her.
Stop staring, Ginny!
her mind screamed. You're embarrassing yourself. Eyes back on his face. Back on his face, damn it!
Ginny managed to wrench her gaze away from Draco's body and met his somewhat startled yet amused grey eyes. For a moment they just stared at each other – she getting increasingly redder by the second – and then, very deliberately, he picked up his towel from the bed and wrapped it around his waist.
"You know, Weasley," he began, completely unruffled, "most people think it polite to knock before entering."
Categories: Works in Progress
Characters: Draco Malfoy
, Ginny Weasley
Compliant with: OotP and belowEra: Post-HogwartsGenres: Humor