A/N: Hey everybody! I hope that this turns out well. I don't think that I
have seen a story like this one yet, but I could be wrong. If I am not, I
would greatly appreciate it if you let me know you are going to use a
thread like it, and I would like some credit. I put a lot of thought into
this, and I hope it turns out as good on paper as it is in my head.
I hope that this story can be of some significance. I hope that it inspires some of you out there. If I write it correctly, it should. I would like to say the following things to all of those out there who are going through bad times. Never give up. No matter what, there will always be troubles. The best thing to do is work your way through them. If you do that, you will have truly succeeded in life, and if it applies, in love. Please consider my advice, and never let go. It is the best thing a person could ever do. That is the moral of this story.
Disclaimer: I do not own the characters, but the problems I put them through came out of my own head!
PLEASE REVIEW!! GOOD OR BAD!! I WANT TO GET A LOT!! Hee hee!
Virginia Weasley was sitting in her desk scribbling furiously on a piece of large parchment. She was just putting an end to her case. Her job in the Ministry was to reverse memory charms and find missing people. Lately there had been a lot of disappearances in the wizarding world. Voldemort had been killed, but some of his followers made it their duty to act as martyrs, charming specific people and thus removing unwanted witches and wizards. Today, she would be finishing her 100th consecutive successful case. She was one of the finest Agents in the MOM. She spent hours working, and got in a lot of trouble with her fiancée. Ginny Weasley was a perfectionist. She loved to do things right and to come out on top in arguments. She had what her fiancée called the "Weasley Temper." She could throw a fit and even a few hexes before anyone knew exactly what was going on. The two lovers, Draco Malfoy and Virginia Weasley, were among the most popular couples in the wizarding world. This was due to the fact that they weren't only very compatible, but they fought each other like they were worst enemies. The relationship between Malfoys and Weasleys has always been rocky. That much was a tradition passed down from father to son and mother to daughter. The entire magical community was always on the edge of their seats, waiting for the day when the two lovebirds joined together, the day the Weasleys and the Malfoys became that of the same family. The door to her office burst open an enraged girl ran through and Virginia rose to meet her. She recognized the intruder as Pansy Parkinson. The look on Pansy's face went from anger to a smug smile in am instant. Virginia glared at her," What are you doing here, Parkinson?" she demanded. "Oh, nothing Weasley," she smiled," I just thought I would hand- deliver your next case. "She gave Ginny a folded piece of paper, never losing her smile. "Well, you've done what you set out to do, so you may leave now." Ginny spat. "Okay Virginia, but let me warn you that this one might touch a little close to home." Pansy smirked and stalked out of the office, her nose in the air. Ginny shrugged and opened the paper. She scanned the contents of the page. It was a biography, the biography of the person she was to find and return memory to. Her eyes widened in shock. This case didn't only touch closer to home it touched right within it. Her next case involved none other than Draco Malfoy.
It took Ginny Weasley a week to find the location of her fiancée. When she did, she was surprised, she didn't believe she would get to go that far to find him. He had gone to America. He was a student in a Muggle college in Arizona. She would have to follow him, restore his memory, and find out who had put the spell on him in the first place. She looked up a map of the United States. She studied the map of Arizona and the exact coordinates of its capital city. Next, she took a detailed map of the city and looked around it for the campus of ASU. When she found it, she studied it and the roads around it. She memorized how everything went together from country to state to city, and finally to the campus. She took a campus map and memorized the layout. She imagined the look of the front lobby. There was a bathroom in there, a perfect spot for apparation. She beamed at the absolute genius of it and took out her wand. She muttered an incantation and was gone. Virginia found herself inside a stall of the girls' bathroom. She sighed with relief. She hadn't splinched herself, and had successfully apparated across the atlantic ocean and about three thousand miles of land. She carefully stepped out of the toilet, still wearing her wizarding robes. It hadn't occurred to her that Muggles in America had no idea there were any wizards or witches. She went into the giant entrance hall. In the middle there were couples using couches for public snog sessions. The room itself was made of dark wood. It domed up to a high vaulted ceiling. The ground was covered in hardwood. Along the back wall there was an information booth. Ginny hurried over to this desk and began her queries, "Excuse me, miss." She spoke politely. "Yeah? How may I help you?" The clerk said chomping on a piece of gum. She looked Virginia up and down appraisingly. The woman's hair was pulled back into a messy bun, and her glasses were on in an unruly angle. Her makeup was caked on so much; it looked like a second skin. "Yes, I would like to look up a student here, his name is Draco Malfoy." Her brown eyes were soft, and her tidy red hair greatly contrasted to that of the girl's in front of her. "Okay." The girl said shortly. She pounded the keys with inch-long fingernails. She paused for a moment and looked up, "Um. There's no one registered under that name in our database. Next time, look up a student that actually exists. Now, if you'll excuse me, there are more IMPORTANT matters that I can be dealing with." She turned away from Ginny in disgust, picked up a nail file, and began to hum a tune, occasionally looking up at the television screen above her. Some American soap opera was on, and she was completely engrossed in it. Virginia turned her back to the counter and walked to the middle of the room. There were three couches lined in a circle. Ginny sat down in one, opposite of the couple. She sat staring at them for a while, envy in her mind. The boy looked familiar. His jaw line was strong, like. "Draco?" She hissed. The boy looked up, a confused look on his face. "What?" He yelled stubbornly, "Who are you talking to? Could you keep it down? I am kind of busy here." He motioned to his lady friend. The look on her face was that of pure disgust. She was staring at Ginny like she had come from another planet. She had red hair and brown eyes. 'That's just like me! That girl he is with could almost be my twin, at least that's a good sign' she thought. But her actions were much different. "Draco Lucius Malfoy!" She screamed, "What the hell do you think you are doing snogging another girl! I should throttle you!" She was about to lunge, but she held onto her last shred of dignity and went against it. "Very funny lady." He chuckled, "My name is Kyle. Kyle Mathews. This is Tricia. If you don't mind, we are going to go back to what we were doing. You can call it whatever you want, but no Brit is going to stop me." Tricia giggled. Ginny steamed. Then to her utter disgust, the girl that could very well be her twin spoke up. "Where are you from anyway?" She asked, cocking her head to the side, trying to look cute, "I LOVE the outfit! Where did you get it? At some loser Star Wars convention? Oh! I know! You are one of those SPECIAL ED girls, aren't you?" She laughed and got up to leave, taking 'Kyle' with her. Ginny looked down at her dress. She was wearing her black work robes. She didn't look any different from any other day on the job. It was then she realized. She was supposed to be living as a Muggle. They just didn't wear robes. 'They should.' Ginny mused. 'Where I come from she would be laughed off the property of the LEAKY CAULDRON if she was found wearing THAT!' Ginny smiled. She had made herself feel better. That Tricia was bad news, and Virginia Anne Weasley would see that she got hers. someday.
When the anger wore off, all the feeling that was left was devastation and heartache. She knew that 'Kyle' was he. He had the same face, those same eyes. They had looked at her in anger. It had been three years since he looked at her like that: Draco Malfoy was a known womanizer. He took pleasure in playing around with girls' hearts. He liked being with them, but they only fulfilled physical pleasure. Virginia Weasley was a quiet girl. She only spoke when she was spoken to. She was calm, quiet and polite until you made her mad. When you did so, the calm and peaceful look was covered up with a murderous one. She had a temper to send anyone to his or her death. When Draco met Ginny, his world fell apart. All of those other girls meant nothing to him. All he wanted was Ginny, and when he was done, he wanted more. A feeling he had never felt before. Their love was full of hate. When they didn't love each other, they hated each other. That's what made it unique, they could hide it from everyone. That's what they did. They hid it from everyone. If it was hidden, then there was no way to pull them from each other. They had made their relationship public about a year ago. The Weasley's were reluctant to agree on anything. It took a while for Draco to earn their trust. The Malfoy's didn't have a choice. Narcissa was sent to Saint Mungo's after Lucius was killed. He was left parentless, and when they finally accepted him, the Weasley's took him in, supporting him in everything.
Ginny sat on the couch for a while. People came in and out; each of them eyed her suspiciously. When she finally got up she decided to go to the counter and pay her 'friend' a visit. She did tell her to come back when she had someone else to look up. This was working, no matter how much she hated they way it was, "Excuse me miss." She said. "Ugh. What do you want NOW?" the girls said, irritation in her voice. "Could you find me the schedule and dorm location of a Kyle Mathews?" She stated clearly and nicely. "Actually, I can't. See, that information is confidential, and it is unlawful for me to do so. Thanks. Buh bye now!" The lady snapped and turned back to a magazine she was reading. Ginny's infamous temper was about to rise again. She was having murderous thoughts. Thoughts that would soon end in accidental magic, no matter she had graduated from Hogwarts. "Excuse me? I don't care it is it lawful or not!" she shouted, "You see this stick here?" she motioned to her wand, "Yeah, if you don't look up this guy soon I'm going to shove it so far up your ass you won't be able to sit for a week!" She had turned the same color as her hair. She took some time to calm down and breathe. The woman at the computer paled and gulped. She typed in the name, pressed the enter key and read the information on the screen, "It says here that he is taking a mythology class, history class, and an algebra class." "Sign me up for those please, same times." Ginny said with clear happiness in her voice. "O-kay. I will need your name." "Uh. my name is Veronica White." Ginny muttered something under her breath and pointed her wand at the computer nonchalantly. "Yes, here you are. Your book will be sent up to you, Miss White. Your friend is in room 910 of the dorm building you are staying in. I am sorry for any inconvenience, Miss White. I hope you can forgive me." She woman's face had a sincere expression on it. "Sure! No problem!" Ginny said, stifling a giggle. 'If being this White character demands so much respect, then maybe I'll stand a chance here after all!' Ginny mused, and she headed in what she hoped was the direction of her dormitory.
I hope that this story can be of some significance. I hope that it inspires some of you out there. If I write it correctly, it should. I would like to say the following things to all of those out there who are going through bad times. Never give up. No matter what, there will always be troubles. The best thing to do is work your way through them. If you do that, you will have truly succeeded in life, and if it applies, in love. Please consider my advice, and never let go. It is the best thing a person could ever do. That is the moral of this story.
Disclaimer: I do not own the characters, but the problems I put them through came out of my own head!
PLEASE REVIEW!! GOOD OR BAD!! I WANT TO GET A LOT!! Hee hee!
Virginia Weasley was sitting in her desk scribbling furiously on a piece of large parchment. She was just putting an end to her case. Her job in the Ministry was to reverse memory charms and find missing people. Lately there had been a lot of disappearances in the wizarding world. Voldemort had been killed, but some of his followers made it their duty to act as martyrs, charming specific people and thus removing unwanted witches and wizards. Today, she would be finishing her 100th consecutive successful case. She was one of the finest Agents in the MOM. She spent hours working, and got in a lot of trouble with her fiancée. Ginny Weasley was a perfectionist. She loved to do things right and to come out on top in arguments. She had what her fiancée called the "Weasley Temper." She could throw a fit and even a few hexes before anyone knew exactly what was going on. The two lovers, Draco Malfoy and Virginia Weasley, were among the most popular couples in the wizarding world. This was due to the fact that they weren't only very compatible, but they fought each other like they were worst enemies. The relationship between Malfoys and Weasleys has always been rocky. That much was a tradition passed down from father to son and mother to daughter. The entire magical community was always on the edge of their seats, waiting for the day when the two lovebirds joined together, the day the Weasleys and the Malfoys became that of the same family. The door to her office burst open an enraged girl ran through and Virginia rose to meet her. She recognized the intruder as Pansy Parkinson. The look on Pansy's face went from anger to a smug smile in am instant. Virginia glared at her," What are you doing here, Parkinson?" she demanded. "Oh, nothing Weasley," she smiled," I just thought I would hand- deliver your next case. "She gave Ginny a folded piece of paper, never losing her smile. "Well, you've done what you set out to do, so you may leave now." Ginny spat. "Okay Virginia, but let me warn you that this one might touch a little close to home." Pansy smirked and stalked out of the office, her nose in the air. Ginny shrugged and opened the paper. She scanned the contents of the page. It was a biography, the biography of the person she was to find and return memory to. Her eyes widened in shock. This case didn't only touch closer to home it touched right within it. Her next case involved none other than Draco Malfoy.
It took Ginny Weasley a week to find the location of her fiancée. When she did, she was surprised, she didn't believe she would get to go that far to find him. He had gone to America. He was a student in a Muggle college in Arizona. She would have to follow him, restore his memory, and find out who had put the spell on him in the first place. She looked up a map of the United States. She studied the map of Arizona and the exact coordinates of its capital city. Next, she took a detailed map of the city and looked around it for the campus of ASU. When she found it, she studied it and the roads around it. She memorized how everything went together from country to state to city, and finally to the campus. She took a campus map and memorized the layout. She imagined the look of the front lobby. There was a bathroom in there, a perfect spot for apparation. She beamed at the absolute genius of it and took out her wand. She muttered an incantation and was gone. Virginia found herself inside a stall of the girls' bathroom. She sighed with relief. She hadn't splinched herself, and had successfully apparated across the atlantic ocean and about three thousand miles of land. She carefully stepped out of the toilet, still wearing her wizarding robes. It hadn't occurred to her that Muggles in America had no idea there were any wizards or witches. She went into the giant entrance hall. In the middle there were couples using couches for public snog sessions. The room itself was made of dark wood. It domed up to a high vaulted ceiling. The ground was covered in hardwood. Along the back wall there was an information booth. Ginny hurried over to this desk and began her queries, "Excuse me, miss." She spoke politely. "Yeah? How may I help you?" The clerk said chomping on a piece of gum. She looked Virginia up and down appraisingly. The woman's hair was pulled back into a messy bun, and her glasses were on in an unruly angle. Her makeup was caked on so much; it looked like a second skin. "Yes, I would like to look up a student here, his name is Draco Malfoy." Her brown eyes were soft, and her tidy red hair greatly contrasted to that of the girl's in front of her. "Okay." The girl said shortly. She pounded the keys with inch-long fingernails. She paused for a moment and looked up, "Um. There's no one registered under that name in our database. Next time, look up a student that actually exists. Now, if you'll excuse me, there are more IMPORTANT matters that I can be dealing with." She turned away from Ginny in disgust, picked up a nail file, and began to hum a tune, occasionally looking up at the television screen above her. Some American soap opera was on, and she was completely engrossed in it. Virginia turned her back to the counter and walked to the middle of the room. There were three couches lined in a circle. Ginny sat down in one, opposite of the couple. She sat staring at them for a while, envy in her mind. The boy looked familiar. His jaw line was strong, like. "Draco?" She hissed. The boy looked up, a confused look on his face. "What?" He yelled stubbornly, "Who are you talking to? Could you keep it down? I am kind of busy here." He motioned to his lady friend. The look on her face was that of pure disgust. She was staring at Ginny like she had come from another planet. She had red hair and brown eyes. 'That's just like me! That girl he is with could almost be my twin, at least that's a good sign' she thought. But her actions were much different. "Draco Lucius Malfoy!" She screamed, "What the hell do you think you are doing snogging another girl! I should throttle you!" She was about to lunge, but she held onto her last shred of dignity and went against it. "Very funny lady." He chuckled, "My name is Kyle. Kyle Mathews. This is Tricia. If you don't mind, we are going to go back to what we were doing. You can call it whatever you want, but no Brit is going to stop me." Tricia giggled. Ginny steamed. Then to her utter disgust, the girl that could very well be her twin spoke up. "Where are you from anyway?" She asked, cocking her head to the side, trying to look cute, "I LOVE the outfit! Where did you get it? At some loser Star Wars convention? Oh! I know! You are one of those SPECIAL ED girls, aren't you?" She laughed and got up to leave, taking 'Kyle' with her. Ginny looked down at her dress. She was wearing her black work robes. She didn't look any different from any other day on the job. It was then she realized. She was supposed to be living as a Muggle. They just didn't wear robes. 'They should.' Ginny mused. 'Where I come from she would be laughed off the property of the LEAKY CAULDRON if she was found wearing THAT!' Ginny smiled. She had made herself feel better. That Tricia was bad news, and Virginia Anne Weasley would see that she got hers. someday.
When the anger wore off, all the feeling that was left was devastation and heartache. She knew that 'Kyle' was he. He had the same face, those same eyes. They had looked at her in anger. It had been three years since he looked at her like that: Draco Malfoy was a known womanizer. He took pleasure in playing around with girls' hearts. He liked being with them, but they only fulfilled physical pleasure. Virginia Weasley was a quiet girl. She only spoke when she was spoken to. She was calm, quiet and polite until you made her mad. When you did so, the calm and peaceful look was covered up with a murderous one. She had a temper to send anyone to his or her death. When Draco met Ginny, his world fell apart. All of those other girls meant nothing to him. All he wanted was Ginny, and when he was done, he wanted more. A feeling he had never felt before. Their love was full of hate. When they didn't love each other, they hated each other. That's what made it unique, they could hide it from everyone. That's what they did. They hid it from everyone. If it was hidden, then there was no way to pull them from each other. They had made their relationship public about a year ago. The Weasley's were reluctant to agree on anything. It took a while for Draco to earn their trust. The Malfoy's didn't have a choice. Narcissa was sent to Saint Mungo's after Lucius was killed. He was left parentless, and when they finally accepted him, the Weasley's took him in, supporting him in everything.
Ginny sat on the couch for a while. People came in and out; each of them eyed her suspiciously. When she finally got up she decided to go to the counter and pay her 'friend' a visit. She did tell her to come back when she had someone else to look up. This was working, no matter how much she hated they way it was, "Excuse me miss." She said. "Ugh. What do you want NOW?" the girls said, irritation in her voice. "Could you find me the schedule and dorm location of a Kyle Mathews?" She stated clearly and nicely. "Actually, I can't. See, that information is confidential, and it is unlawful for me to do so. Thanks. Buh bye now!" The lady snapped and turned back to a magazine she was reading. Ginny's infamous temper was about to rise again. She was having murderous thoughts. Thoughts that would soon end in accidental magic, no matter she had graduated from Hogwarts. "Excuse me? I don't care it is it lawful or not!" she shouted, "You see this stick here?" she motioned to her wand, "Yeah, if you don't look up this guy soon I'm going to shove it so far up your ass you won't be able to sit for a week!" She had turned the same color as her hair. She took some time to calm down and breathe. The woman at the computer paled and gulped. She typed in the name, pressed the enter key and read the information on the screen, "It says here that he is taking a mythology class, history class, and an algebra class." "Sign me up for those please, same times." Ginny said with clear happiness in her voice. "O-kay. I will need your name." "Uh. my name is Veronica White." Ginny muttered something under her breath and pointed her wand at the computer nonchalantly. "Yes, here you are. Your book will be sent up to you, Miss White. Your friend is in room 910 of the dorm building you are staying in. I am sorry for any inconvenience, Miss White. I hope you can forgive me." She woman's face had a sincere expression on it. "Sure! No problem!" Ginny said, stifling a giggle. 'If being this White character demands so much respect, then maybe I'll stand a chance here after all!' Ginny mused, and she headed in what she hoped was the direction of her dormitory.