Title: Hesitant Bride
Author: Witch Poison Ivy
Rating: PG-13
Disclaimer: All characters and story lines are based on JK Rowling's series and does not belong to the author.
Summary: Ginny's getting married with Seamus, but Draco appears and everything in Ginny's life changes. SPARKS FLY, DRAMATIC FIGHTS/ARGUEMENTS, GREAT UP & DOWNS. Bittersweet D/G romance. D/G rulz!
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A/N: Thank you soooooo much for all of you who reviewed! It means the world to me! I'm so thrilled by your compliments! Well, here's the second chapter and I think it's much better than the first one. Probably because Draco makes his appearance....lol. Enjoy and review!
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Draco Malfoy zoomed around the town on his broomstick, swearing while looking out for the missing Quaffle.
Draco Malfoy is now one of the chasers of the most famous Quiddich teams in England. He should actually thank Harry for that, as the thing that motivated him to practice his flying skills so much was the ambition to beat the stupid Harry Potter one day. And so he had.
During a practice session earlier that day, he had made a mistake and threw the ball out to nowhere. He got an extremely long yelling-at by his team captain and he must find back the Quaffle without magic before he can return back to his team.
'Without magic! That blasted arrogant bastard! The hell with him! Him and the stupid Quaffle! How was I supposed to know that it would go flying off my hand to nowhere?!'
Suddenly, the loud ringing of wedding bells sounded from a church beneath him. 'Fuck!' Draco was so startled by the sound that he lost his balance on his broomstick for a few seconds. Regaining his grip on his broomstick, he found that he had dropped a few feet towards the ground and is dangerously close to crashing into the courtyard of the 'blasted' church.
Then a strange sight caught his eye.
A beautiful redheaded girl in a stunning wedding dress was burying her head in her hands and sobbing helplessly on a stone bench. No one seems to notice this except for him.
Bursting with curiosity, Draco lowered his broomstick even more and squinted at the somehow familiar looking girl, trying to get a better look at her.
Although it took him a few seconds to realize, there was no mistaking who the girl was. It was Ginny Weasley, the little sister of Ron and the defender of Harry Potter from Hogwarts.
Draco had always despised the girl of liking Harry Potter, but somehow he really wanted to do something to help her now that she's in such a pathetic state.
And yet he couldn't help to make others know his presence without being mean. It flows in his blood. Or at least that's what he thinks.
'Well, well......what do we have here......' his drawled in his cold voice as usual. 'A weasel in a wedding dress, sobbing?'
Ginny Weasley stopped crying immediately and looked up sharply. She looked stunned for a second.
'M-Malfoy?' she squeaked with disbelief. She started to recall vaguely the snobbish pale blonde boy with cold grey eyes who used to tease her in Hogwarts.
'What are YOU doing here?' she asked in a much louder voice, now that she's fully aware of the person in front of her.
Draco smirked, landed smoothly on the ground, casually swung his feet off his broomstick, and stood in front of Ginny.
'You tell me first.' He replied coolly.
Ginny narrowed her eyes and looked at the man in front of her suspiciously. Was Draco actually CONCERNED about her? No way......all he had ever did in his life was to tease her and make her life a living hell. Then why......
'It's none of your business.' She replied dryly in a tone that obviously meant the end of the conversation.
But Draco didn't care. 'Well it's not, but if all those people waiting for you know that I've seen you here bawling all over the place and messing up your wedding dress and I didn't do a thing, it would most certainly be my business.'
'I'm not bawling all over the place!' Ginny protested angrily, apparently offended. Her tears were starting to dry already through her mucked-up make up.
Draco rolled his eyes and leaned casually on his broomstick. 'Whatever you say, weasel. If you're not bawling all over the place then why don't you go back in there, be a perfect wife and live happily ever after?'
Reminded of the awful situation she's in, Ginny's anger quickly faded away, a terrible wave of sadness washing over her again.
As Draco got no response from her and could hardly see her face, which was looking down at her feet, he decided to continue teasing her until she'll tell him what's going on. 'I wonder who's the lucky groom...... Anyone but Potter, I suppose? Am I right, weasel? Or are you still writing anonymous love poems to him on Valentine's Day?'
This time Draco had really crossed the line. Ginny looked up slowly and hissed in a low and dangerous voice, 'sod off, Malfoy. Get the hell out of my life and do - not - mess - with - me.' She picked up her veil and the lily, whipped her head around, and marched away with her head held up high.
Draco stood stunned to the spot. Never had he know that Ginny Weasley, the shy and quiet girl, can sound so dangerous, and can use quite dirty language. Nevertheless, he decided to take a look at what's going on, so he cast an invisible spell on his broomstick, carefully hid it under the stone bench, straightened himself and walked swiftly into the church. ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~
Ginny marched back into the dressing room before using a few spells to re- do her make up. There was no way back now. She had to get married with Seamus. And she'd bloody well show that Malfoy that she is no pathetic little girl.
'Oh my god, Ginny, where have you been?' 'What happened to your veil, girl?' 'The guests are going mad!' Everyone started at once when they saw Ginny.
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Five minutes later, Ginny was standing in front of the Church doors, bracing herself and preparing for the worst. Lizzie and Martin (they're Angelina and Fred's children, in case you have forgotten) were giggling excitedly and the bridesmaides - Hermione, Caroline and Nadine her best friends, and Olivia, her favourite cousin; hushed them up.
The wedding march sounded loudly from the organ on the other side of the wooden doors. The scraping of feet to stand up and relieved murmurs from the guests could be heard clearly.
The church doors opened. Ginny took a deep breath, and stepped onto the aisle.
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A/N: YEAY!!! Another chapter finished! So happy! I hope you guys liked it! Pls review!
Author: Witch Poison Ivy
Rating: PG-13
Disclaimer: All characters and story lines are based on JK Rowling's series and does not belong to the author.
Summary: Ginny's getting married with Seamus, but Draco appears and everything in Ginny's life changes. SPARKS FLY, DRAMATIC FIGHTS/ARGUEMENTS, GREAT UP & DOWNS. Bittersweet D/G romance. D/G rulz!
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A/N: Thank you soooooo much for all of you who reviewed! It means the world to me! I'm so thrilled by your compliments! Well, here's the second chapter and I think it's much better than the first one. Probably because Draco makes his appearance....lol. Enjoy and review!
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Draco Malfoy zoomed around the town on his broomstick, swearing while looking out for the missing Quaffle.
Draco Malfoy is now one of the chasers of the most famous Quiddich teams in England. He should actually thank Harry for that, as the thing that motivated him to practice his flying skills so much was the ambition to beat the stupid Harry Potter one day. And so he had.
During a practice session earlier that day, he had made a mistake and threw the ball out to nowhere. He got an extremely long yelling-at by his team captain and he must find back the Quaffle without magic before he can return back to his team.
'Without magic! That blasted arrogant bastard! The hell with him! Him and the stupid Quaffle! How was I supposed to know that it would go flying off my hand to nowhere?!'
Suddenly, the loud ringing of wedding bells sounded from a church beneath him. 'Fuck!' Draco was so startled by the sound that he lost his balance on his broomstick for a few seconds. Regaining his grip on his broomstick, he found that he had dropped a few feet towards the ground and is dangerously close to crashing into the courtyard of the 'blasted' church.
Then a strange sight caught his eye.
A beautiful redheaded girl in a stunning wedding dress was burying her head in her hands and sobbing helplessly on a stone bench. No one seems to notice this except for him.
Bursting with curiosity, Draco lowered his broomstick even more and squinted at the somehow familiar looking girl, trying to get a better look at her.
Although it took him a few seconds to realize, there was no mistaking who the girl was. It was Ginny Weasley, the little sister of Ron and the defender of Harry Potter from Hogwarts.
Draco had always despised the girl of liking Harry Potter, but somehow he really wanted to do something to help her now that she's in such a pathetic state.
And yet he couldn't help to make others know his presence without being mean. It flows in his blood. Or at least that's what he thinks.
'Well, well......what do we have here......' his drawled in his cold voice as usual. 'A weasel in a wedding dress, sobbing?'
Ginny Weasley stopped crying immediately and looked up sharply. She looked stunned for a second.
'M-Malfoy?' she squeaked with disbelief. She started to recall vaguely the snobbish pale blonde boy with cold grey eyes who used to tease her in Hogwarts.
'What are YOU doing here?' she asked in a much louder voice, now that she's fully aware of the person in front of her.
Draco smirked, landed smoothly on the ground, casually swung his feet off his broomstick, and stood in front of Ginny.
'You tell me first.' He replied coolly.
Ginny narrowed her eyes and looked at the man in front of her suspiciously. Was Draco actually CONCERNED about her? No way......all he had ever did in his life was to tease her and make her life a living hell. Then why......
'It's none of your business.' She replied dryly in a tone that obviously meant the end of the conversation.
But Draco didn't care. 'Well it's not, but if all those people waiting for you know that I've seen you here bawling all over the place and messing up your wedding dress and I didn't do a thing, it would most certainly be my business.'
'I'm not bawling all over the place!' Ginny protested angrily, apparently offended. Her tears were starting to dry already through her mucked-up make up.
Draco rolled his eyes and leaned casually on his broomstick. 'Whatever you say, weasel. If you're not bawling all over the place then why don't you go back in there, be a perfect wife and live happily ever after?'
Reminded of the awful situation she's in, Ginny's anger quickly faded away, a terrible wave of sadness washing over her again.
As Draco got no response from her and could hardly see her face, which was looking down at her feet, he decided to continue teasing her until she'll tell him what's going on. 'I wonder who's the lucky groom...... Anyone but Potter, I suppose? Am I right, weasel? Or are you still writing anonymous love poems to him on Valentine's Day?'
This time Draco had really crossed the line. Ginny looked up slowly and hissed in a low and dangerous voice, 'sod off, Malfoy. Get the hell out of my life and do - not - mess - with - me.' She picked up her veil and the lily, whipped her head around, and marched away with her head held up high.
Draco stood stunned to the spot. Never had he know that Ginny Weasley, the shy and quiet girl, can sound so dangerous, and can use quite dirty language. Nevertheless, he decided to take a look at what's going on, so he cast an invisible spell on his broomstick, carefully hid it under the stone bench, straightened himself and walked swiftly into the church. ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~
Ginny marched back into the dressing room before using a few spells to re- do her make up. There was no way back now. She had to get married with Seamus. And she'd bloody well show that Malfoy that she is no pathetic little girl.
'Oh my god, Ginny, where have you been?' 'What happened to your veil, girl?' 'The guests are going mad!' Everyone started at once when they saw Ginny.
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Five minutes later, Ginny was standing in front of the Church doors, bracing herself and preparing for the worst. Lizzie and Martin (they're Angelina and Fred's children, in case you have forgotten) were giggling excitedly and the bridesmaides - Hermione, Caroline and Nadine her best friends, and Olivia, her favourite cousin; hushed them up.
The wedding march sounded loudly from the organ on the other side of the wooden doors. The scraping of feet to stand up and relieved murmurs from the guests could be heard clearly.
The church doors opened. Ginny took a deep breath, and stepped onto the aisle.
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A/N: YEAY!!! Another chapter finished! So happy! I hope you guys liked it! Pls review!