I'm back! I now live approximately 1500 miles from where I used to live, but I *have* been writing! Here is proof…! I hope you like the third and *final* installment in my Merlin Trilogy. This story is called Merlin Returns…hmm, I wonder why? I will not tell. I will not tell. *smile*
This is the first entry to the new story. If you have not read Merlin's Oath and Merlin, Leave Us Alone, you WILL BE LOST! Please read that first! Thanks.
The story will, as usual, focus on Draco and Ginny. Please let me know what you think. It means a lot to me and helps me be a better writer. It also makes me write more quickly…not a plea for reviews, just the truth.
My Betas…Alinora, Rob and NymphadoraTonks1 are the best. Any remaining errors are mine and probably due to lack of sleep, excitement about posting, or laziness…
Again, I have no claim in anyway to the HP Dynasty. I just like to play in a fantasy land where Draco and Ginny are together and happy against all odds! *smile*
Merlin Returns- Chapter 1Ginny Weasley found herself lying in the infirmary. Sitting beside her was her family, friends and her arch nemesis, Draco Malfoy.
Well, he was supposed to be her arch nemesis, but to hear her parents tell it…they were married! Married! Could you imagine? Married to Draco Malfoy!
At that moment, Ginny recalled something else. She was pregnant with his child. Dear Merlin! That meant she had SLEPT with him. She had to remind herself to breathe at this point. It was becoming too much to take in. Apparently, it had not gone unnoticed by the others in the room.
"Mrs. Malfoy," Madame Pomfrey said, as Ginny cringed, "Are you worse? Do you need a breathing spell placed on you? You are not feeling any unusual twinges or cramps in your abdomen are you?"
"No, my stomach is all right, Madame Pomfrey. I'm just trying some breathing techniques to –umm- try to relax and take everything in." She assured the matronly woman. At the woman's understanding nod, Ginny let out the small breath she had been holding. It would not do to upset everyone around her; it would probably prolong the nightmare.
The silence resumed and lingered for a long time. It was as if they were playing the Quiet game, waiting to see who could last the longest without making a sound; the game could go to anyone at this point.
After what seemed like hours, Draco began shuffling his feet. He then cleared his throat and began speaking, "So, Ginny and I are married. We were married due to an old Wizarding Bond called Merlin's Oath. We actually liked one another. Grew to love one another, defeated Merlin when he returned as a 'Billy Bad Ass,' and now are having our first child? Then, because we pissed Merlin off while he…she…-ummm whatever was still in his evil state, Merlin removed the Oath from us and now we remember nothing. Did I understand all of this correctly? Am I missing anything here? 'Cause I would surely hate to be left in the dark or feel helpless." It was apparent that Draco was becoming agitated and incredibly annoyed.
Professor Snape, who had been standing in the background moved forward and placed a comforting hand on Draco's shoulder.
"Draco, I know this is hard to take in, but, believe me, Professor Dumbledore is doing everything he can to rectify the situation."
"I'm sure he is. However, that still does not help me with my current situation, now does it? I am married to a person that I am pretty sure I have negative if not hateful feelings toward, I have lost my parents, and I have nowhere to go. It is summer and I am underage."
"Draco, dear, you are always welcome to stay with us at the Burrow," Molly Weasley said with true, loving compassion in her voice.
Draco sneered at her. He curled his top lip and practically spat, "I do NOT need sympathy from a Muggle-loving, ridiculously poor woman such as yourself!"
There were gasps heard throughout the room. Ginny Weasley, despite the earlier dizzy spell, jumped from the bed, grabbed him by the top of his robes and shook him as hard as she could. It was a strong grip. Draco's head flailed around at her movements.
"How dare you, you evil, bastard. At least she has a heart, unlike your ice cold family. We may not have money, but we have something you never will."
"Ginny, let go of him this instant!" Mrs. Weasley forcefully ordered her youngest child, "He is confused and hurting. You do not need to make it worse. Besides, I taught you to be a lady. Show it!" She paused a moment and then continued, "Albus, he is correct; he is underage."
'Actually, according to Wizarding Law, a married wizard cannot be considered underage. Therefore, Draco, you may return to your home, Malfoy Manor. However, I must ask that you take your wife with you, not only for her safety, but your unborn child's as well."
"Not in this lifetime," Ginny informed the room at large.
"Oh yes, you will, Ginny Weasley Malfoy." This, surprisingly enough to Ginny and Draco, coming from Molly Weasley, "You will…"
"I have to agree with your mother, Ginny. You belong with your husband and the father of your baby, and that is where you will be." Arthur Weasley added, his tone making it clear there would be no more discussion on the matter.
"I don't recall asking the Weaselette to my home." Draco sneered at the red-headed family.
"You didn't. I am telling you," Dumbledore sternly remarked. "Now, get your things and get to the manor, both of you. Professor Snape, Mr. and Mrs. Weasley and I will drop by randomly to make sure things are going well….as I am sure they will be. Correct?"
Draco and Ginny nodded in agreement to the man's words, got up and were led from the room by Professor Snape. He took them to the rooms they supposedly shared during their 'Happy" time.
Ginny was rather taken back at the room before her. It was a small living area that actually looked quite homey. There were books scattered around with throws randomly lying on the back of a chair, but had obviously been wrapped around someone at some point in recent time. The fire in the fireplace simply added to the warmth already found in the room.
"Go on and get your things, Ginny," Professor Snape gently sniped.
She gave him another startled glance, nodded in agreement and went to the room that Draco was also currently in.
Draco sneered and practically hissed at her as she walked into the room. Ginny returned the sneer and huffed into the room. She grabbed her trunk and threw her things in it as fast as she could. If they broke, she'd fix them later. She was sure it would give her something to do while maintaining a half-mile distance from Malfoy at ALL times. Thinking this, she threw her things even harder praying that she would have to repair everything and that it would take a very long time.
Soon enough, Ginny, Draco and Professor Snape had flooed (for the sake of the baby) to Malfoy Manor. Ginny lightly tripped as she came out of the grate, but, to everyone's surprise, was quickly caught and righted by Draco. He gave her a long look, stood back and mumbled gruffly that her room would be up the stairs, fifth on the left.
Ginny, feeling quite oddly with the entire ordeal, simply nodded and began the ominous trek up to her room. She withdrew her wand and whispered a quiet, "Wingardium Leviosa," and could tell that her trunk was floating behind due to all the rattling items in it.