Virginia, They call Me Ginny
By: CelticGoddess81
To: Lucretzia For her unrelenting expression, "Shouldn't you be writing?" And of course FireFly83, and Feather you two are the only ones I can talk to about Harry Potter and the Happenings in the Wizard World. Speacial thanks to Feather and FireFly83 for being my Beata Readers
This is actually a SongFic, *Land of the Living is a song by Pam Tillis. Ginny Weasly and Darco Malfoy and The other characters in this story are the property of J.K. Rowling.
~**~
~*You gave him some good years*~
~*Now you'd like them back*~
When Ginny Weasley promised forever she had absolutely meant, til death do us part. Somehow it always seems that forever is the eye of the beholder. After Hogwarts and all the schooling, she had married but not the person everyone thought she was going to marry. She had married Seamus, but after many years of his pranks and the great similarities to the Weasley twins, she decided that she needed a change.
She never thought in a million years that he would have cheated on her, but temptation gave way to his will and he ended up having a child that was not hers. In the end he told her that he was so sorry and that he need to be alone, who would have actually believed he would have the spine to cheat on her.
~*Mistakes become clearer*~
~*After the fact*~
His mistake was not the affair he had. It was the thought that he had love Ginny Greatly but he never quiet felt she returned in and in the end he was sure she was cheating on him and not the other way. He thought that he would pay her back for the heartache he felt over her. Instead he had found that her late nights where just that late nights, at Witch-Weekly. Being the Chief Editor, she was always swamped. In the end he had the child that she had always wanted, and now she was packing ready to leave him for good.
~*Now when you pick up the pieces*~
~*But you can't make them fit*~
Taking a meaningful look around their flat she carefully took the platinum ring with a two-caret diamond embedded in its surface, off of her left ring finger. She placed it into the velvet ring box, and put it in the bottom of her purse. She hefted her bags up into her hands, took her wand out and muttered a shrinking spell.
~*Don't waste all your time*~
~*Trying to make sense of it*~
She had written to her mother and told her that she was getting a divorce and that she was moving to Rome, Italy, her job, at Witch Weekly had been overjoyed to hear her idea for a permanent column based in Italy on the food, the men, and the atmosphere. She spent so much time, lately, crying of the ache she felt in her heart and the child she never got to have. Ginny had started wearing her Caladdagh ring on her right hand again, signaling to her-self that she was, in fact, Very much single.
~*Just hurry back*~
~*To the land of the living*~
She moved into her new flat in Italy, over-looking the great landscape, but nothing seemed to help her. Her department was up and running, the company even paid for half of her rent as she was seeing up the whole operation from the office and "needed some room to breath" as they had put it. She buried herself in her work and rarely ate even when her body demanded sustenance. Her family would write of course, but she would always send the same response back: "I'm Fine." She Lied.
Nearly six and a half months went by and not a word from Seamus except a rather thick envelope with her very legal looking papers. A Divorce Decree. She all to quickly sent them back signed and sealed. She was completely single, no attachments not a worry, Right? What was she going to do? Not a mother, and not a wife, A divorcee. She had shuttered at the thought.
It got to a point where she only would speak when spoken to. She would write out a list of what needed to be done at work and post them then go back into her office. All knew she was suffering and they made it rather easy not to talk, what with her assistant, Carrie Quinn, always talking for her. Naive, young thing, Knows not what she says. She thought.
The months again slipped away till she was celebrating, if you could call it that, her one-year anniversary, a year of sorrow and pain.
"Well here's to great things called Mud Slides." She had toasted with her assistant, who had given her a look, as if to say do you really need another one? I am ganna get toasted tonight! She thought happily, Finally, you can't always be a goodie two shoes.
~*Things have changed*~ ~*Since you've been gone*~
Thing always change it's just how life goes; you live your life loving one person and you think that you will always be with that one person. And then a nasty little thing called life happens and your upside-down trying to figure out how the hell you got that way. Ginny wrote down her thoughts onto the parchment in front of her, ever since her first year she never used a 'Journal' but she did write all of her thoughts down and store them in a wizard proof box. She was sitting outside, per Carrie's demand.
Her assistant was the bubbly type, loved by all whom meet her. She had been Ginny's rock when she fell apart and her nagging intuition when she didn't have one. Carrie was one of Ginny's best friends and when she had decided to move to Rome she had insisted that Carrie come with her. Carrie had been all to happy to come with her, coming from a pure blood family she had several siblings and a few bows she was hoping to get away from. One by the name of Matt that she didn't like at all anymore, being as he thought he was too good for her when in reality she had always been way to good for him.
~*The world is turning*~ ~*In the land of the living*~
She sat in the nice warm sun with a pair of sunglasses whose lenses were the same shape as cat's eyes perched atop her head. Her hair had long since turned an almost dark auburn colour. Close to brown but when she was in the sun one could make out strands of red interspersed throughout her mane. Carrie had insisted on Ginny letting her do her make-up.not too heavy but natural enough that she looked really good. Carrie had also chosen an out fit for her. Ginny wore a blue tank top with really thin straps and three buttons in the back that went to the end of her strapless bra and then split open to reveal a Muggle tattoo of a dragon lazily looking up from a sleeping position with the Celtic knot in a circle, on the small of her back. She had a medium length khaki skirt on, which was Carrie's favorite thing to wear in the summer, in addition to all this her hair, was down and went to about the middle of her back and she wore strap high-heeled sandals. In other words she looked really good even if she didn't feel it.
She was so busy writing away that she didn't notice a pair of silver eyes watching her from across the Promenade. Her hair kept falling across her face and she would slowly get annoyed and pull it back. When the waitress at the shop came out to take her order, Ginny pulled her glasses up to the top of her head and looked over the menu. Ginny ordered a large lemonade and a turkey sandwich. When the waitress left Ginny once again replaced the sunglasses where they were supposed to be. Ginny had gotten married when she was young. Eighteen. Her marriage had ended after three years. She had been married when she turned twenty-one and all of her friends had wanted to take her out but she had stayed home with her husband.
The waitress returned with Ginny's order and once again Ginny lifted her glasses and smiled warmly at the lady and said thank you. She hurriedly start writing again, completely forgetting to lower her shades, and lost in thought she didn't notice a very tall very built man approach her table.
"Is this seat taken?" The voice was rich and husky. It was assuredly not a boy who had spoken; it was most definitely a man.
~*Take a deep breath*~
~*Life goes on*~
"Sorry?" She asked her Italian was a little rusty but that wasn't what she meant. She could have sworn she knew him, this man was so completely familiar but he spoke in perfect Italian with no English accent at all.
"Is this seat taken?" He asked in English. He switched between the languages as if they were both his native tongue, completely interchangeable. She looked up at his face and knew she recognized him from somewhere but couldn't quite figure it out.
"Ummm. No." She moved her bag and allowed him to sit. "Do I know you?" She asked bluntly.
"Allow me to introduce myself." He paused and grinned as if, it was a total secret. "I am.. Draco Malfoy, and you are?" Draco looked at Ginny and saw a flash of recognition in her eyes. And this one was no exception. She had long dark red/brown hair and beautiful blue eyes that matched her shirt. He could have sworn he knew her from somewhere, but couldn't place this beauty for the life of him. She had an evil grin on her face and he could tell he wasn't sure he would like what she had to say.
"Virginia, they call me Ginny." She watched his silver eyes and could tell he was having difficulties placing her name. Of course there was the fact that she was wearing blue contacts and her hair had gown much darker than her brothers.
"Ginny what?" He was still quite confused.
"Hummm.. Should I actually tell you or remain a mystery to you Mr. Malfoy?" She cocked an eyebrow and looked him squarely in the eyes; she was planning on telling him after he stewed for a few minutes. She laughed gently and he cocked his own eyebrow. "Weasley, As in Ron Weasley's little sister. Your enemy at Hogwarts all those years ago." She watched a cloud of memories and feelings pass over his eyes. She watched his expression harden. "That is what I thought." She gathered up her belongings and half eaten sandwich, left money for the bill and started walking over to the office building.
~*Come down from that dark cloud*~
~*What's done is done*~
What is done is done, right? Well, almost. One very cold night she received an owl with a letter, from none other than, Seamus, it read:
Ginny-Girl
I can't stop thinking of you.
Can't we please try again?
No one will tell me where you went and I just pray that this owl reaches you before those, Damn, papers. They were not my idea, Michelle, wanted me to go through with it. She went to one of those damn, lawyers, behind my back and sent them off, it was never really my idea.
Please write to me and tell me where you are and what I can do to fix this mess. Michelle lied to me. Joseph isn't mine. She was cheating on me if you can imagine the irony, of that. Please, please tell me where you are. I need you.
All my love, Seamus
Her response was quick and painless for her. "No" she wrote, "I am not coming back. I am actually happy for once. Take Care, Seamus. Virginia Weasley."
She knew he would be upset but she needed her freedom. With the hope of closer she sent back the owl, adding a quick prayer for strength, as she headed out to her office.
'Just another boring day,' she thought, as she apperated to the office building where she worked. While walking into the large glass building she had a weird feeling in the pit of her stomach. Ginny rode the elevator up to the top floor as she stepped off, she noticed a deliveryman standing at the empty receptionist desk.
"May I help you?" The fiery redhead asked, a few feet away.
"Yeah, delivery for a Miss Virginia Weasley." The dark haired man lifted his eyes from the clipboard in front of him, as he shifted a crystal vase that held what looked like two dozen blood red roses and one 'tea rose' where yellow with pink tips.
"Your in luck that is me." She smiled and flicked her wand to sign the parchment. "Thanks." She flicked her wand once more to levitate the roses into her office. The crystal vase moved over to a shelf by a window in her office.
Ginny walked over to where the crystal vase had moments before landed. She grabbed the little card, greedily. It read:
One red rose for every hour you were out of site from me. One 'tea rose' for the promise of lunch with me. One o'clock. Three Broomsticks.
Looking forward to lunch, D. Malfoy
"Draco Malfoy?" Shock apparent in her voiced question. "Draco Malfoy?" She repeated. "What the hell does he want with me? Damn It!" Leaving her office she walked over to the board where she posted the weekly assignments, swishing her wrist she emptied the board of all the lingering parchment papers. Another swish and one lone piece of parchment appeared with the words: "Office Meeting, Today, eleven. No exceptions."
Returning to her office, she sat down and started filling out assignments for each of her employees, along with notes on what she wanted to tell everyone at the meeting.
******** After the meeting with a visibly shocked staff-at the fact that the "old" Ginny was back-Ginny walked into her corner office and sorted through the piles of parchment. Apperating parchment into different drawers, with different labels that read the months and some that read "past issue", "current issue" and "upcoming issue". She finally reached the end of the piles on her oak desk, as Carrie entered her office.
"Do you want me to order you lunch?" Carrie asked as she spied the clean desk in front of her.
"No thanks I have plans." The casual answer received a very unusual response.
"What with who, where, when?" The questions were fired off at Ginny before she could even put her quill down.
"None of your business, also none of your business, this afternoon, around one." Ginny smiled gently at her very dear friend. "If it goes well I will tell you when I get back, maybe, if you don't pounce on me when I get in the door."
With a grin on her face Carrie turned and left the spacious office.
AN/ That is it for this chapter folks. If you like it please tell me so other wise I won't be updating it. This is my first submission to FanFiction so please be nice and don't flame it.
By: CelticGoddess81
To: Lucretzia For her unrelenting expression, "Shouldn't you be writing?" And of course FireFly83, and Feather you two are the only ones I can talk to about Harry Potter and the Happenings in the Wizard World. Speacial thanks to Feather and FireFly83 for being my Beata Readers
This is actually a SongFic, *Land of the Living is a song by Pam Tillis. Ginny Weasly and Darco Malfoy and The other characters in this story are the property of J.K. Rowling.
~**~
~*You gave him some good years*~
~*Now you'd like them back*~
When Ginny Weasley promised forever she had absolutely meant, til death do us part. Somehow it always seems that forever is the eye of the beholder. After Hogwarts and all the schooling, she had married but not the person everyone thought she was going to marry. She had married Seamus, but after many years of his pranks and the great similarities to the Weasley twins, she decided that she needed a change.
She never thought in a million years that he would have cheated on her, but temptation gave way to his will and he ended up having a child that was not hers. In the end he told her that he was so sorry and that he need to be alone, who would have actually believed he would have the spine to cheat on her.
~*Mistakes become clearer*~
~*After the fact*~
His mistake was not the affair he had. It was the thought that he had love Ginny Greatly but he never quiet felt she returned in and in the end he was sure she was cheating on him and not the other way. He thought that he would pay her back for the heartache he felt over her. Instead he had found that her late nights where just that late nights, at Witch-Weekly. Being the Chief Editor, she was always swamped. In the end he had the child that she had always wanted, and now she was packing ready to leave him for good.
~*Now when you pick up the pieces*~
~*But you can't make them fit*~
Taking a meaningful look around their flat she carefully took the platinum ring with a two-caret diamond embedded in its surface, off of her left ring finger. She placed it into the velvet ring box, and put it in the bottom of her purse. She hefted her bags up into her hands, took her wand out and muttered a shrinking spell.
~*Don't waste all your time*~
~*Trying to make sense of it*~
She had written to her mother and told her that she was getting a divorce and that she was moving to Rome, Italy, her job, at Witch Weekly had been overjoyed to hear her idea for a permanent column based in Italy on the food, the men, and the atmosphere. She spent so much time, lately, crying of the ache she felt in her heart and the child she never got to have. Ginny had started wearing her Caladdagh ring on her right hand again, signaling to her-self that she was, in fact, Very much single.
~*Just hurry back*~
~*To the land of the living*~
She moved into her new flat in Italy, over-looking the great landscape, but nothing seemed to help her. Her department was up and running, the company even paid for half of her rent as she was seeing up the whole operation from the office and "needed some room to breath" as they had put it. She buried herself in her work and rarely ate even when her body demanded sustenance. Her family would write of course, but she would always send the same response back: "I'm Fine." She Lied.
Nearly six and a half months went by and not a word from Seamus except a rather thick envelope with her very legal looking papers. A Divorce Decree. She all to quickly sent them back signed and sealed. She was completely single, no attachments not a worry, Right? What was she going to do? Not a mother, and not a wife, A divorcee. She had shuttered at the thought.
It got to a point where she only would speak when spoken to. She would write out a list of what needed to be done at work and post them then go back into her office. All knew she was suffering and they made it rather easy not to talk, what with her assistant, Carrie Quinn, always talking for her. Naive, young thing, Knows not what she says. She thought.
The months again slipped away till she was celebrating, if you could call it that, her one-year anniversary, a year of sorrow and pain.
"Well here's to great things called Mud Slides." She had toasted with her assistant, who had given her a look, as if to say do you really need another one? I am ganna get toasted tonight! She thought happily, Finally, you can't always be a goodie two shoes.
~*Things have changed*~ ~*Since you've been gone*~
Thing always change it's just how life goes; you live your life loving one person and you think that you will always be with that one person. And then a nasty little thing called life happens and your upside-down trying to figure out how the hell you got that way. Ginny wrote down her thoughts onto the parchment in front of her, ever since her first year she never used a 'Journal' but she did write all of her thoughts down and store them in a wizard proof box. She was sitting outside, per Carrie's demand.
Her assistant was the bubbly type, loved by all whom meet her. She had been Ginny's rock when she fell apart and her nagging intuition when she didn't have one. Carrie was one of Ginny's best friends and when she had decided to move to Rome she had insisted that Carrie come with her. Carrie had been all to happy to come with her, coming from a pure blood family she had several siblings and a few bows she was hoping to get away from. One by the name of Matt that she didn't like at all anymore, being as he thought he was too good for her when in reality she had always been way to good for him.
~*The world is turning*~ ~*In the land of the living*~
She sat in the nice warm sun with a pair of sunglasses whose lenses were the same shape as cat's eyes perched atop her head. Her hair had long since turned an almost dark auburn colour. Close to brown but when she was in the sun one could make out strands of red interspersed throughout her mane. Carrie had insisted on Ginny letting her do her make-up.not too heavy but natural enough that she looked really good. Carrie had also chosen an out fit for her. Ginny wore a blue tank top with really thin straps and three buttons in the back that went to the end of her strapless bra and then split open to reveal a Muggle tattoo of a dragon lazily looking up from a sleeping position with the Celtic knot in a circle, on the small of her back. She had a medium length khaki skirt on, which was Carrie's favorite thing to wear in the summer, in addition to all this her hair, was down and went to about the middle of her back and she wore strap high-heeled sandals. In other words she looked really good even if she didn't feel it.
She was so busy writing away that she didn't notice a pair of silver eyes watching her from across the Promenade. Her hair kept falling across her face and she would slowly get annoyed and pull it back. When the waitress at the shop came out to take her order, Ginny pulled her glasses up to the top of her head and looked over the menu. Ginny ordered a large lemonade and a turkey sandwich. When the waitress left Ginny once again replaced the sunglasses where they were supposed to be. Ginny had gotten married when she was young. Eighteen. Her marriage had ended after three years. She had been married when she turned twenty-one and all of her friends had wanted to take her out but she had stayed home with her husband.
The waitress returned with Ginny's order and once again Ginny lifted her glasses and smiled warmly at the lady and said thank you. She hurriedly start writing again, completely forgetting to lower her shades, and lost in thought she didn't notice a very tall very built man approach her table.
"Is this seat taken?" The voice was rich and husky. It was assuredly not a boy who had spoken; it was most definitely a man.
~*Take a deep breath*~
~*Life goes on*~
"Sorry?" She asked her Italian was a little rusty but that wasn't what she meant. She could have sworn she knew him, this man was so completely familiar but he spoke in perfect Italian with no English accent at all.
"Is this seat taken?" He asked in English. He switched between the languages as if they were both his native tongue, completely interchangeable. She looked up at his face and knew she recognized him from somewhere but couldn't quite figure it out.
"Ummm. No." She moved her bag and allowed him to sit. "Do I know you?" She asked bluntly.
"Allow me to introduce myself." He paused and grinned as if, it was a total secret. "I am.. Draco Malfoy, and you are?" Draco looked at Ginny and saw a flash of recognition in her eyes. And this one was no exception. She had long dark red/brown hair and beautiful blue eyes that matched her shirt. He could have sworn he knew her from somewhere, but couldn't place this beauty for the life of him. She had an evil grin on her face and he could tell he wasn't sure he would like what she had to say.
"Virginia, they call me Ginny." She watched his silver eyes and could tell he was having difficulties placing her name. Of course there was the fact that she was wearing blue contacts and her hair had gown much darker than her brothers.
"Ginny what?" He was still quite confused.
"Hummm.. Should I actually tell you or remain a mystery to you Mr. Malfoy?" She cocked an eyebrow and looked him squarely in the eyes; she was planning on telling him after he stewed for a few minutes. She laughed gently and he cocked his own eyebrow. "Weasley, As in Ron Weasley's little sister. Your enemy at Hogwarts all those years ago." She watched a cloud of memories and feelings pass over his eyes. She watched his expression harden. "That is what I thought." She gathered up her belongings and half eaten sandwich, left money for the bill and started walking over to the office building.
~*Come down from that dark cloud*~
~*What's done is done*~
What is done is done, right? Well, almost. One very cold night she received an owl with a letter, from none other than, Seamus, it read:
Ginny-Girl
I can't stop thinking of you.
Can't we please try again?
No one will tell me where you went and I just pray that this owl reaches you before those, Damn, papers. They were not my idea, Michelle, wanted me to go through with it. She went to one of those damn, lawyers, behind my back and sent them off, it was never really my idea.
Please write to me and tell me where you are and what I can do to fix this mess. Michelle lied to me. Joseph isn't mine. She was cheating on me if you can imagine the irony, of that. Please, please tell me where you are. I need you.
All my love, Seamus
Her response was quick and painless for her. "No" she wrote, "I am not coming back. I am actually happy for once. Take Care, Seamus. Virginia Weasley."
She knew he would be upset but she needed her freedom. With the hope of closer she sent back the owl, adding a quick prayer for strength, as she headed out to her office.
'Just another boring day,' she thought, as she apperated to the office building where she worked. While walking into the large glass building she had a weird feeling in the pit of her stomach. Ginny rode the elevator up to the top floor as she stepped off, she noticed a deliveryman standing at the empty receptionist desk.
"May I help you?" The fiery redhead asked, a few feet away.
"Yeah, delivery for a Miss Virginia Weasley." The dark haired man lifted his eyes from the clipboard in front of him, as he shifted a crystal vase that held what looked like two dozen blood red roses and one 'tea rose' where yellow with pink tips.
"Your in luck that is me." She smiled and flicked her wand to sign the parchment. "Thanks." She flicked her wand once more to levitate the roses into her office. The crystal vase moved over to a shelf by a window in her office.
Ginny walked over to where the crystal vase had moments before landed. She grabbed the little card, greedily. It read:
One red rose for every hour you were out of site from me. One 'tea rose' for the promise of lunch with me. One o'clock. Three Broomsticks.
Looking forward to lunch, D. Malfoy
"Draco Malfoy?" Shock apparent in her voiced question. "Draco Malfoy?" She repeated. "What the hell does he want with me? Damn It!" Leaving her office she walked over to the board where she posted the weekly assignments, swishing her wrist she emptied the board of all the lingering parchment papers. Another swish and one lone piece of parchment appeared with the words: "Office Meeting, Today, eleven. No exceptions."
Returning to her office, she sat down and started filling out assignments for each of her employees, along with notes on what she wanted to tell everyone at the meeting.
******** After the meeting with a visibly shocked staff-at the fact that the "old" Ginny was back-Ginny walked into her corner office and sorted through the piles of parchment. Apperating parchment into different drawers, with different labels that read the months and some that read "past issue", "current issue" and "upcoming issue". She finally reached the end of the piles on her oak desk, as Carrie entered her office.
"Do you want me to order you lunch?" Carrie asked as she spied the clean desk in front of her.
"No thanks I have plans." The casual answer received a very unusual response.
"What with who, where, when?" The questions were fired off at Ginny before she could even put her quill down.
"None of your business, also none of your business, this afternoon, around one." Ginny smiled gently at her very dear friend. "If it goes well I will tell you when I get back, maybe, if you don't pounce on me when I get in the door."
With a grin on her face Carrie turned and left the spacious office.
AN/ That is it for this chapter folks. If you like it please tell me so other wise I won't be updating it. This is my first submission to FanFiction so please be nice and don't flame it.