Chapter Two: Apple Sauce
Draco Malfoy is an extremely persuasive person.
Seriously, I have never seen that boy not get what he wants. From me, and just from everybody in general.
He'll ask you for something, or he'll ask you to do something for him. At first, you're just like "Hell no." But a short while later you will find yourself doing whatever it is he has asked of you. Every time. I swear. It's rather annoying at times. Believe me, I would know.
Like when he first asked me out. Well, obviously, I said no. But that boy... he just had to go and sweet talk me and make me fall madly in love with him (not that I mind now, of course, but at the time I was rather peeved.) . And soon enough he was calling me his girlfriend. He had gotten exactly what he wanted.
So, one day, he asked me to not go visit Hogsmeade Village for the weekend, and to instead hang out with him all day. Of course, I said no. I spent nearly all of my time with him and I wanted to hang out with my other friends, and go visit my twin brothers, who had recently opened up a branch of their store in the village. But Draco and his charm... In practically no time at all I found myself agreeing to stay behind with him. And when Saturday morning came around, I saw everyone else laughing and walking to Hogsmeade, while I stayed behind and trying to find my idiotic boyfriend. I mean, seriously, who turns down a chance to get out of the school and go visit Hogsmeade for the weekend? Draco bloody Malfoy, that's who.
So like I said, everyone had gone from the castle, and it was practically empty (well, besides those first and second years, but they don't really count). I was wandering around trying to find Draco. I was slightly pissed off because I was not in the village with everyone else, which was Draco's fault, and now I couldn't find him. So basically he was wasting my time. And that didn't make me too happy.
I eventually found him walking at a leisurely pace down the charms corridor, hands in his pockets, totally laid back in muggle clothes, and, unfortunately, looking god-like. I put my hands on my hips to show that I was annoyed at him. However, he just smiled, walked up to me and kissed me. That kinda made me lose track of my thoughts for a moment.
He pulled away and whispered in my ear, "I'm hungry, lets go to the kitchen." And I felt myself nodding in agreement as he grabbed my hand and led me to the kitchen.
I finally realized that the guy had gotten exactly what he wanted once more. Now I was even more pissed off. We had arrived at the kitchen, and the house elves came rushing to us the moment we stepped in the room.
I told the house elves, "Just tea for me, thanks. I already ate."
Draco nodded, then said, "And I'll have a plate of pancakes. Oh, and apple sauce please. A lot of apple sauce."
I rolled my eyes. Draco and his apple sauce. He loved the stuff, for some odd reason. I have no idea why, but he loved it, even though everything about it is disgusting in my opinion, from just the taste of it to it's texture. I just hated it. And he would put it on everything! Literally. He would make some of the strangest combination with apple sauce. And, quite frankly, it grossed me out.
We sat down at one of the little tables and waited for the house elves to bring us our food. Draco looked perfectly content, while I, on the other hand, probably looked as pissed off and annoyed as I felt. But my darling Draco didn't seem to notice any of this.
So I sighed rather loudly, trying to get his attention. He didn't do or say anything. Great, so he talks me into skipping a Hogsmeade visit to spend time with him even though he's going to ignore me the whole time. That's just great. So I cleared my throat in a rather loud and obnoxious manner. Finally he looked at me.
He smirked and said, "Is something wrong, love?"
"Well, yeah, kind of." I replied, bitterly.
"Oh, well what is it then?"
"Hm... I don't know, Draco. What could it be?" My voice was dripping with sarcasm. "You sweet talk me into staying behind from the trip to Hogsmeade, making me miss out on seeing my other friends, and my brothers. Then you make we wander around forever trying to find you, then you kiss me and make me forget that I'm mad, and you drag me here where you ignore me!"
His smile just grew bigger and bigger throughout my little rant, and finally by the end he was trying to hold back laughter. Well, I'm glad to see he gets enjoyment from pissing me off... not. So, needless to say that just got me even more mad. "What?!" I practically screamed at him.
He seemed to get a hold of himself, and he was no longer laughing. Then I hear him mutter something that sounded like, "I can't believe you don't realize..." But I didn't say anything because I wasn't sure what he was talking about.
"I'm sorry, Ginny." He said, reaching across the tiny table to grab one of my hands, "I didn't mean to laugh at you."
"Yeah right," I mumbled. But if he heard me, he didn't say anything about it.
Finally our food came (well, his food, my drink) and I was able to busy myself with putting sugar and whatnot into my tea, while Draco spreads that disgusting apple sauce all over his pancakes. They gave him a bowl full of it, which seems like a lot, but I knew that he would have no trouble finishing it off.
I sat in a huff drinking my tea, while Draco enjoyed his pancakes smothered in apple sauce. I finished my drink and was just sitting there, watching him. I guess he could feel my eyes on him because he looked up, and smirked. I didn't like the look of that smirk, it meant he had an idea. And that could only mean bad things for me.
And sure enough, so fast that I didn't have time to stop him, he takes a little it of apple sauce on a spoon, and flings it at my face. It landed right on the tip of my nose. My mouth was hanging open at this point, staring at him in disbelief.
"Draco..." I said, and reached for a napkin to wipe the gook off of my face. But he grabbed my hands to stop me from doing so. "What the hell? Why won't you let me get this crap off of my face?"
He kept a tight hold on my hands, and leaned forward so his face was right in front of mine. "Because I want to do it for you..."
Before I could comprehend his words, he swiftly licked the apple sauce off of my nose. I cringed. "Draco, that's absolutely disgusting."
He leaned back, and looked me straight in the eyes, "No, Ginny, that's romantic."
I snorted. Was he serious? "Since when are you one to act romantic?" Because believe me, I'm a total sucker for romance, but Draco? Forget it, I could never get him to do anything even remotely romantic.
He looked down at his plate and said, "Since it's my four month anniversary with my girlfriend."
"Wait, what?" Oh lord. It all made sense now, why he had asked me to spend the day with him, why he had been acting the way did. He was waiting for me to realize that that day was our anniversary. At that moment I felt like crap.
He looked up and said, "Look, it's okay. It's not like I should have expected you to remember, anyhow. But I did get you a little something." He pulled out a thin, square package and handed it to me.
I took it and opened it. It was a picture frame, obviously very expensive, and extremely beautiful. But even more beautiful was the picture that it was holding. It was a picture of Draco and me. He had his arm around my shoulders, and my arms were wrapped around his waist. We were both grinning like crazy, and every couple of seconds he would kiss me; on the forehead, the cheek, the mouth. I recognized this picture right away. Because of where we were, what we were wearing, but mostly because that day had been the most amazing day of my life.
"That was the day you first told me you loved me." I whispered. "And you told me here, in the kitchen. And... and one of the house elves took this photo. I remember."
He nodded. "Yup. It's not much, but I always want you to remember that day, and this one, and know that I love you."
I looked up from the photo at the man in front of me. And I realized that I could never find anyone better than him. He was it for me. I knew it, with all my heart.
"I'm sorry I didn't get you anything... or even remember..." I muttered in embarrassment.
"Really, its okay." Then he smirked and said, "Besides, I'm being corny and romantic enough for the both of us, don't you think?"
I laughed out loud, and said, "I love you, Draco."
"And I love you, Ginny." He replied.
I leaned forward and kissed him. He tasted like apple sauce. But for some reason, the taste didn't gross me out this time, I actually rather liked it. Oh lord, he got me to like apple sauce. That boy and his persuasive powers...
A/N: Yay I finished the second one!! Only 98 more to go! Haha. Well I hope you all liked it!! Please review!! Thanks for reading!! And sorry these are unbelievably corny/cheesy romantic stuff, but I kinda decided I'm going to make them all like that, just a bunch of fluffly cute stories that really have no point to them, just to make you go "awww" ya know? Okay so tell me what you think!
