A/N: Here is chapter 2! Okay, my brain is fried, so I'm not even going to
try making up names for the chapters! : )
Disclaimer: I'm saying it now, I don't own anything related to Harry Potter except for two copies of book one, one copy each of the rest of the books, the soundtrack to the first movie, the first movie on DVD, three or four posters, a really cool bedspread that my mom made me, a bed pillow, and probably something else that I can't remember right now, but I don't own the characters themselves. In this story, I only own the girls in sixth year Slytherin and Gryffindor, but not Ginny.
Summary: See Chapter one.
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Chapter 2
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Harry Potter, Ron Weasley, Ginny Weasley, and Hermione Granger all walked the street in Diagon Alley talking and joking around.
"Hey Harry! Look at this new broom!" Yelled Ginny racing to the window of Quality Quidditch Supplies she got really close to the window and stared at the new broom.
"Wow." Was all Harry could say as he took in the broom. The handle gleamed brightly in the sun and of the tail, not a twig was out of place. Harry looked at the plate above the broom. "It's called a Phoenixfire."
"It's called so mine!" Ron said.
"Don't be ridiculous Ronald, you already have a broom. Remember last year when you dragged me through all those shops at Christmas trying to find the perfect gift for Hermione and you saw that Thunder Lightning 100 in the window and you made a bee line for it!" Ginny said. "If anyone here gets a new broom, it'll be me!" Ginny said indignantly.
During the group's fifth year, Mrs. Weasley's grandmother had died, leaving her as heiress to a vast fortune and a very large estate.
Ginny suddenly caught sight of someone across the street, a boy and a girl. She whipped around and stared. "Who is that with Malfoy?" Her eyes widened and everyone else looked too.
"Oi! MALFOY!" Ron yelled across the street.
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Dacey walked swiftly out of the Leaky Cauldron. She was fuming! Draco had made her sit and watch while he ate. He claimed that he could not shop on an empty stomach. So with a heavy heart, she watched him eat tediously slow, then dragged him into Diagon Alley as soon as he had paid the bill. Now she was walking alongside her brother, both with an intimidating air about them. They walked as if they owned the place, and they practically did. Dacey's heels clicked the pavement and Draco sauntered along. Dacey looked proud that she could flaunt her brother like this, the girls were falling all over him! And she was getting some attention herself.
"Oi! Blaise!" Draco shouted to one of his friends. The Malfoy siblings approached the group and everyone smiled at the sight of the two together, it was a rarity.
"Hi Dacey!" Jessica Zambini, Blaise's younger sister called to her best friend. "How was the treatment?"
"Oh, just awful! It burned like the dickens and I wasn't even awake for it!" Dacey gushed to her.
"Oh poor you!" Jessica hugged her tightly. The two had known each other since birth, and hadn't seen each other since the Christmas before when the Zambinis went to the Malfoys for dinner that night. "Hey, listen, I'll meet you at the platform with everyone else okay?"
"Yeah, that's cool. I can't believe I'm actually going to Hogwarts! I was getting sick of my tutors running out of the room every time I coughed. It was really annoying."
"Well, you're better now right?" Asked Blaise coming up behind his sister.
"Yep! Good as new!"
"Good Merlin, then I'll need to watch out for you won't I?" He asked remembering their mischief filled childhood days.
"You sure will, because I've got a shit load of pent-up energy that I really need to get rid of." Dacey said brightly.
"Well, it was really nice seeing you guys, but we have to go see our grandmother before we leave for school, so we'll see you tomorrow!" Blaise and Jessica walked off and so did the other seventh years.
"Well, let's go get my stuff." Dacey said brightly.
"Right-o sis!" Draco said. He slung one arm over her shoulders and they walked down the street towards Madame Malkin's. They were right outside the door when they heard:
"OI! MALFOY!"
Both Dacey and Draco turned around and when Draco saw who it was he groaned. "These are people who hate us." He whispered to Dacey. Then he said a little louder, "What do you want Weasley?"
"Just to know who this pretty young lady is Malfoy, nothing more." Harry said with a smile in Dacey's direction.
Dacey didn't smile back, "You know, it's rude to hit on a lady when you don't even know her name yet."
"But isn't that the purpose? To get to know the lady?" Harry asked putting an arm around her shoulders.
"Not with this lady." Dacey said icily removing Harry's arm from her shoulders and standing next to Draco.
Draco smirked. "This is my sister Dacia Malfoy. Dacey, meet Potty, Weasel, Weasel, and Mudblood."
Hermione gasped at the name-calling and Harry had to hold Ron's robes as he lunged at Draco.
"Don't ever call her that again Malfoy." Ron spat out, shaking a fist in Draco's face.
"Who's gonna stop me? You Weasel?" Draco said not a bit afraid, Ron wouldn't hit him.
Ron's face went cherry red to mach his hair. He tried lunging again, but Harry's grip tightened even more.
"Watch it Weasel! You don't know who you're messing with!" Dacey cried out.
"Why don't you just stay out of this girl?" Ron taunted.
"What if I don't want to?" Dacey said. "First your little friend tries to hit on me and then you go after my brother when all he did was make a general comment."
"Calling Hermione a Mud-blood is not a general comment! It's an insult!" Ginny screeched.
"Listen chick, I wasn't talking to you." Dacey said deathly low.
"You must be new here girl, but learn this, when you insult my friends, you insult me." Ginny said, her voice equally low. "Now, you may have grown up learning how to use the unforgivable curses, and you might have a future as a death eater, but leave my friends and I alone. And remember this: When I'm an auror and you're a death eater, we'll find out who has the upper hand." Then she smashed her ice cream cone onto the front of Dacey's robes.
The entire street went quiet. Everyone who remembered Dacey from before she was sick knew that this was a mistake. She valued cleanness and everything she wore and owned was sparkling and starched.
Until now, Dacey had kept her cool, something she had had immense practice with Lucius on, but this last comment and movement had struck a nerve. She stood stock still and her gray eyes flashed dangerously. She had tried to keep calm, reign in her temper that had more power than Lucius's and Draco's combined. She would never become a death eater, over her dead body, and the ice cream just added to that effect.
Ginny stepped back and surveyed the teenage girl. "What's wrong Malfoy? Couldn't think of a good enough comeback? Well, that's a first from your family."
"I'd watch it if I were you Weasley, you're on dangerous territory with her. You'd better be glad she's got great self control." Draco said from behind his sister. "But if she tries to burn me within the next half hour, I'm blaming you."
"What are you talking about Ferret boy?"
"Keep taunting her, and I'm sure you'll find out, but honestly, I'm not in the mood for baked weasel, so just leave her alone." Draco walked slowly to his sister and placed a gentle hand on her shoulder. She flinched a little at his touch and looked at him through blank almost white gray eyes. 'This isn't good.' Draco thought frantically, soon she would have to burn something, or the flame would only build inside of her. "Uh, can you wait until we get home that way you can burn the wood pile in the back. But just nod." He added hastily. If she opened her mouth, that wouldn't be good either. Dacey nodded and walked silently into the robe shop without a backward glance, brushing the ice cream off of her angelic robes.
Draco turned threatening towards Ginny who stood in the same place. "Are you crazy?" Draco said low so Dacey wouldn't hear him. "You have no idea what she is capable of! If I hadn't calmed her down, you'd be a crispy piece of meat by now!"
"What is this? Some sick fascination with burning things?" Ron asked disgusted.
"No it isn't a fascination you dimwit! It's a gift, one few have." Draco turned his back towards Ron and said his parting words. "If I were you, I'd stay away from her for a couple of days, that ice cream stunt hit an extreme nerve." Draco's head popped up as Dacey called from inside of the shop.
"DRACONIS LUCIUS MALFOY GET YOUR USELESS ARSE IN HERE!" Dacey shouted loudly from the door.
"Now look what you got me into." Draco whined. He sighed deeply and straightened his shoulders. "Remember, if I get burned-"
"DRACO!"
"Coming!" Draco raced in the shop to avoid getting burned further than he would if he stayed outside any longer.
Ron, Harry, Ginny, and Hermione stared after him dumb struck, what had Malfoy done? What would she do? What 'gift' was he talking about?
A/N: Wowie! That was great! Took me long enough to get out though.
Disclaimer: I'm saying it now, I don't own anything related to Harry Potter except for two copies of book one, one copy each of the rest of the books, the soundtrack to the first movie, the first movie on DVD, three or four posters, a really cool bedspread that my mom made me, a bed pillow, and probably something else that I can't remember right now, but I don't own the characters themselves. In this story, I only own the girls in sixth year Slytherin and Gryffindor, but not Ginny.
Summary: See Chapter one.
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Chapter 2
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Harry Potter, Ron Weasley, Ginny Weasley, and Hermione Granger all walked the street in Diagon Alley talking and joking around.
"Hey Harry! Look at this new broom!" Yelled Ginny racing to the window of Quality Quidditch Supplies she got really close to the window and stared at the new broom.
"Wow." Was all Harry could say as he took in the broom. The handle gleamed brightly in the sun and of the tail, not a twig was out of place. Harry looked at the plate above the broom. "It's called a Phoenixfire."
"It's called so mine!" Ron said.
"Don't be ridiculous Ronald, you already have a broom. Remember last year when you dragged me through all those shops at Christmas trying to find the perfect gift for Hermione and you saw that Thunder Lightning 100 in the window and you made a bee line for it!" Ginny said. "If anyone here gets a new broom, it'll be me!" Ginny said indignantly.
During the group's fifth year, Mrs. Weasley's grandmother had died, leaving her as heiress to a vast fortune and a very large estate.
Ginny suddenly caught sight of someone across the street, a boy and a girl. She whipped around and stared. "Who is that with Malfoy?" Her eyes widened and everyone else looked too.
"Oi! MALFOY!" Ron yelled across the street.
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Dacey walked swiftly out of the Leaky Cauldron. She was fuming! Draco had made her sit and watch while he ate. He claimed that he could not shop on an empty stomach. So with a heavy heart, she watched him eat tediously slow, then dragged him into Diagon Alley as soon as he had paid the bill. Now she was walking alongside her brother, both with an intimidating air about them. They walked as if they owned the place, and they practically did. Dacey's heels clicked the pavement and Draco sauntered along. Dacey looked proud that she could flaunt her brother like this, the girls were falling all over him! And she was getting some attention herself.
"Oi! Blaise!" Draco shouted to one of his friends. The Malfoy siblings approached the group and everyone smiled at the sight of the two together, it was a rarity.
"Hi Dacey!" Jessica Zambini, Blaise's younger sister called to her best friend. "How was the treatment?"
"Oh, just awful! It burned like the dickens and I wasn't even awake for it!" Dacey gushed to her.
"Oh poor you!" Jessica hugged her tightly. The two had known each other since birth, and hadn't seen each other since the Christmas before when the Zambinis went to the Malfoys for dinner that night. "Hey, listen, I'll meet you at the platform with everyone else okay?"
"Yeah, that's cool. I can't believe I'm actually going to Hogwarts! I was getting sick of my tutors running out of the room every time I coughed. It was really annoying."
"Well, you're better now right?" Asked Blaise coming up behind his sister.
"Yep! Good as new!"
"Good Merlin, then I'll need to watch out for you won't I?" He asked remembering their mischief filled childhood days.
"You sure will, because I've got a shit load of pent-up energy that I really need to get rid of." Dacey said brightly.
"Well, it was really nice seeing you guys, but we have to go see our grandmother before we leave for school, so we'll see you tomorrow!" Blaise and Jessica walked off and so did the other seventh years.
"Well, let's go get my stuff." Dacey said brightly.
"Right-o sis!" Draco said. He slung one arm over her shoulders and they walked down the street towards Madame Malkin's. They were right outside the door when they heard:
"OI! MALFOY!"
Both Dacey and Draco turned around and when Draco saw who it was he groaned. "These are people who hate us." He whispered to Dacey. Then he said a little louder, "What do you want Weasley?"
"Just to know who this pretty young lady is Malfoy, nothing more." Harry said with a smile in Dacey's direction.
Dacey didn't smile back, "You know, it's rude to hit on a lady when you don't even know her name yet."
"But isn't that the purpose? To get to know the lady?" Harry asked putting an arm around her shoulders.
"Not with this lady." Dacey said icily removing Harry's arm from her shoulders and standing next to Draco.
Draco smirked. "This is my sister Dacia Malfoy. Dacey, meet Potty, Weasel, Weasel, and Mudblood."
Hermione gasped at the name-calling and Harry had to hold Ron's robes as he lunged at Draco.
"Don't ever call her that again Malfoy." Ron spat out, shaking a fist in Draco's face.
"Who's gonna stop me? You Weasel?" Draco said not a bit afraid, Ron wouldn't hit him.
Ron's face went cherry red to mach his hair. He tried lunging again, but Harry's grip tightened even more.
"Watch it Weasel! You don't know who you're messing with!" Dacey cried out.
"Why don't you just stay out of this girl?" Ron taunted.
"What if I don't want to?" Dacey said. "First your little friend tries to hit on me and then you go after my brother when all he did was make a general comment."
"Calling Hermione a Mud-blood is not a general comment! It's an insult!" Ginny screeched.
"Listen chick, I wasn't talking to you." Dacey said deathly low.
"You must be new here girl, but learn this, when you insult my friends, you insult me." Ginny said, her voice equally low. "Now, you may have grown up learning how to use the unforgivable curses, and you might have a future as a death eater, but leave my friends and I alone. And remember this: When I'm an auror and you're a death eater, we'll find out who has the upper hand." Then she smashed her ice cream cone onto the front of Dacey's robes.
The entire street went quiet. Everyone who remembered Dacey from before she was sick knew that this was a mistake. She valued cleanness and everything she wore and owned was sparkling and starched.
Until now, Dacey had kept her cool, something she had had immense practice with Lucius on, but this last comment and movement had struck a nerve. She stood stock still and her gray eyes flashed dangerously. She had tried to keep calm, reign in her temper that had more power than Lucius's and Draco's combined. She would never become a death eater, over her dead body, and the ice cream just added to that effect.
Ginny stepped back and surveyed the teenage girl. "What's wrong Malfoy? Couldn't think of a good enough comeback? Well, that's a first from your family."
"I'd watch it if I were you Weasley, you're on dangerous territory with her. You'd better be glad she's got great self control." Draco said from behind his sister. "But if she tries to burn me within the next half hour, I'm blaming you."
"What are you talking about Ferret boy?"
"Keep taunting her, and I'm sure you'll find out, but honestly, I'm not in the mood for baked weasel, so just leave her alone." Draco walked slowly to his sister and placed a gentle hand on her shoulder. She flinched a little at his touch and looked at him through blank almost white gray eyes. 'This isn't good.' Draco thought frantically, soon she would have to burn something, or the flame would only build inside of her. "Uh, can you wait until we get home that way you can burn the wood pile in the back. But just nod." He added hastily. If she opened her mouth, that wouldn't be good either. Dacey nodded and walked silently into the robe shop without a backward glance, brushing the ice cream off of her angelic robes.
Draco turned threatening towards Ginny who stood in the same place. "Are you crazy?" Draco said low so Dacey wouldn't hear him. "You have no idea what she is capable of! If I hadn't calmed her down, you'd be a crispy piece of meat by now!"
"What is this? Some sick fascination with burning things?" Ron asked disgusted.
"No it isn't a fascination you dimwit! It's a gift, one few have." Draco turned his back towards Ron and said his parting words. "If I were you, I'd stay away from her for a couple of days, that ice cream stunt hit an extreme nerve." Draco's head popped up as Dacey called from inside of the shop.
"DRACONIS LUCIUS MALFOY GET YOUR USELESS ARSE IN HERE!" Dacey shouted loudly from the door.
"Now look what you got me into." Draco whined. He sighed deeply and straightened his shoulders. "Remember, if I get burned-"
"DRACO!"
"Coming!" Draco raced in the shop to avoid getting burned further than he would if he stayed outside any longer.
Ron, Harry, Ginny, and Hermione stared after him dumb struck, what had Malfoy done? What would she do? What 'gift' was he talking about?
A/N: Wowie! That was great! Took me long enough to get out though.
