Chapter Eight
Tales of Non Exsistence.
Draco sat down at the table. He crossed his arms over his chest.
"Spill, Longbottom."
"Okay, it was almost ten years ago, a little before we started school. I wanted to get away. I was tired of no one listening to me when I said I wasn't a wizard."
"Which you were."
"Yeah, I didn't know that then. And who's telling this story?"
Draco waved a hand to say continue.
"Right. Anyway, I left my window open and guess who shows up?"
A sarcastic response rose to mind, but Draco quelled it neatly.
"Well, I frolicked off to Neverland. Only one problem. At the end of Peter Pan, Hook is defeated, no? Well, Hook always comes back. And Peter wasn't doing jack shit to stop him. Hook was getting more and more powerful and no one was stoping him. I managed to get rid of the turd before I came home, but I imagine a new and more terrible Hook is waiting for Ginny."
"Why Ginny?"
Neville gave a sad twist of his lips. "Because Ginny is a girl. And Hook does so enjoy the women."
Draco needed no explanation to that.
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Ginny stared a the beautiful ocean as it stretched before her. She looked over at Peter.
"So what are we doing now?"
He smiled, "Now? We wait?"
Ginny frowned. "For what?"
"You'll see. You'll like it. I'm sure."
Ginny wasn't so sure. In fact, she was beginning to wish she had her wand on her. Or her broom. A handsome, strong blonde man to help her out wasn't too bad either.
Why on earth was Draco coming to mind? Ginny thought. He should be the last person on her mind but somehow he was the first. She wanted him here. Her hand suddenly needed to hold another and Draco was the only hand she wanted to hold.
In a single flash of clarity, Ginny realized exactly what she wanted.
That was the moment before everything went to hell.
(A/N: Still alive! Go me! Even if I die, Nikki FLinn is under strict order to finish off my fics for me!
