A/n- hey! I'm back again! I got such good reviews, that I was inspired to write really fast!!
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Ginny careful climbed careful down the rose trellis. The wind was blowing her hair all around her face. She absentmindedly brushed it away from her face, which almost made her lose her balance. She quickly pulled herself up again. When she was about 4 feet above the ground, she dropped. She landed on her feet and quickly scooped up the bag she had dropped from the window. She had hastily thrown in some bare necessities and a little bag of Floo powder. She heard a faint voice say
"Let me in, Ginny." she recognized it as Bill's voice. "Come on, Gin." She heard him enter and then run back downstairs. She quickly ran away from the house and down the street. She had to leave soon, her family would be out searching for her any second now. She would hide out in the woods, wait until late at night, sneak into someone's house and use their fireplace. Of course, she would go to Draco's.
When she finally got to the woods, she sat down on the dirt. She thought about everything that had happened in the past six months. She had fallen in love with Draco, been frowned upon at Hogwarts, and was to be frowned upon at home too. The place that used to be her sanctuary. Her only sanctuary now was right in Draco's arms. She wondered how far her father would take this. Would he finally accept it, or go as far as disowning her. She loved her family, and wanted them around. But she needed Draco with her. He was the one who made her problems go away, not her mother anymore. He was the own who defended her, not her brothers anymore. He was the one who would take her in and care for her, not her father anymore. She needed him. Her life wouldn't be worth living without him.
She looked around her. A shadow of a smiled played across her lips. It was the place she would always go to, for anything. She would go here whenever she had a problem. She would go here and pretend to be a princess, waiting for her prince. She would go here and think about what it's like to fall in love. She used to think that falling in love had no hardships, that falling in love was all happy-happy, joy-joy. You would just fall in love, get married, and that was it. She never thought her family would hate him. She never thought that while you are so happy to be with him, you fear of what will happen if they leave. Worrying about them constantly, paining when they're away from you. She never thought love would be like this. 'But' she thought to herself, 'the good easily outweighs the bad'.
After a while, she glanced down at her watch. It was late enough where most people would be asleep. She snuck in through one of an open window of a house nearby, and slowly found her way to the fireplace. She pulled out her wand and quickly lit a fire. 'Oh well' she thought 'It will be my first warning'. When the fire had gotten big enough, she reached into her bag and pulled out the small leather pouch and took out a pinch of the glittery white powder. She threw it into the fire and whispered.
"Draco's flat."
The fire turned green and she quickly stepped inside. She tucked in her elbows and closed her eyes tightly. She loved swirling around. It was one of her favorite things. When the swirling slowly stopped, she was thrown onto a soft, green carpeting. She immediately looked up and spotted him. He was lying on the couch, a book across his chest, sleeping. She got up gently, not to wake him, and took the red-clothe covered book out of his hands. She closed it and looked at the title: The History of the Dark Arts and How to Fight Them. She smiled to herself. She bent down and kissed his forehead. His eyes slowly opened.
"Gin?" he asked surprised.
"Hey." She said softly.
"What's going on? Why aren't you at home?"
"I told them."
"That bad?" she nodded. He wrapped his arms around her and hugged her. She let a tear escape and fall onto his shoulder.
"They want crazy. My father went crazy. My mother went crazy. I hate them."
"Don't say that Gin. You know you love them. Now I, on the other hand, hate my father." She just snuggled closer to him. "You know you have to go back. Or at least owl them."
"I know. But not yet."
"Go to sleep. Everything will be better in the morning." He held her and leaned back onto the sofa. She fell asleep almost immediately. He brushed some of her brilliant red hair out of her face. He hated seeing her so upset. He knew she loved her family. But if they loved her, why couldn't they just accept him. It came down to one person. His father. God, how he hated him. He wished they could just run away together, never see either of their families again. That would be the real 'living happily ever after' story. After a while he finally drifted off to sleep.
"Arthur, what are we going to do? She's only sixteen!" cried a very frantic Molly Weasly. They were standing in the middle of the forest near their home. They had all separated, going in various places to find her.
"Molly, don't worry we'll find her!" said an equally frantic Arthur Weasly. Just then, George remerged into the clearing.
"I didn't find her." He said. He looked very worried. Ron came in behind George.
"Just owl her." Ron said. "10 galleons say she's at Malfoy's."
"Listen, dad, I'm just going to aparate there. I'll go. You guys stay here, okay?" said Bill, who had just come into the clearing.
"Alright, Bill, just tell us if you find her." Said Arthur. Bill disappeared at once.
He reappeared in a small flat. He saw his sister right away. She looked really happy, next to some guy, who was the enemy of is father. Genuinely happy. He couldn't wake her up. She was happy there. He just couldn't do it. He aparated back to the clearing.
"Bill! Did you find her?" cried Molly as she rushed over to her eldest son.
"Uh, yeah. But I'm sure she'll be back in the morning. Don't go now."
"Damn right I'm going now." Said Arthur as he aparated without a backwards glance.
Arthur Weasly found himself in a small, comfortable flat. He saw his daughter. But it had the opposite effect on him than it had on Bill. The sight just angered him. He watched his youngest child, his only daughter. 'Daddy's little girl' he thought to himself.
"Ginny!" he yelled. She quickly sat up. So did Draco. When she spotted him, she had a very frighten look on her face.
"Daddy, no!!" she cried.
"Mr. Weasly, please!" cried Draco.
"Virginia, get away from him! He's a Malfoy!"
"Daddy, stop! He's different! Why can't you understand that?" With a wave of his wand, he lit the fireplace up.
"Ginny, come now!" he said as he pulled a small leather pouch from his pocket.
"I'm not leaving." She said.
"Oh yes you are!"
"No."
"She's not going." Draco spoke up.
"I will not be told what to do by a Malfoy!" He took Ginny by the arm and pulled her into the fire."
"Daddy, no!" she yelled as she was swept into the green flame.
"Ginny!" was the last thing he could shout out to her before she disappeared. He quickly aparated to the Burrow. He found himself in a dark kitchen. There was still food on the table, and it looked as if everyone had left in a hurry. He expected for Ginny and her father to fall out of the fireplace soon. But after a few minutes, they never showed. He didn't know what to expect. He then heard the front door open. In walked 6 redheads, a middle aged brunette, and a blonde that looked about early twenties. When they spotted him, all their faces became angered. All of her brothers started to come towards him looking very nasty. Draco backed away nervously.
"If you've hurt her…" George was saying.
"Why would I hurt her? I love her." He said coolly.
"You're a Malfoy, for you it's instinct." Percy said. Bill stepped forward.
"Guys, just stop. Just remember how much you like Ginny!" Just then Ginny and her father fell through the fireplace.
"What took so long?" Draco asked as he helped her up.
"Came out at the wrong fireplace." She answered. Then Draco took a very daring step. He reached down his hand, and offered it to help Mr. Weasly up. Arthur denied it. He stood up by himself. Draco awkwardly put his hand back to his side. Ginny glared angrily at her father.
"Ginny stop being foolish." Her mother said.
"I'm not being foolish! And if you don't except it, then I'm just leaving. Even if you lock me up this summer, I'm graduating in a year, and then you'll never see me again! Is that what you want? Cause it's getting close!" Ginny cried with her voice shaking with anger and warning.
"Ginny, I will not permit this." Her father said.
"Fine, then." She said as she grabbed floo powder and threw it in the fireplace. "Have a nice life. All of you."
And in a wave of green fire, she and Draco were gone.
A/n- hoped ya liked it!!!! Okay, well of COURSE I need more after this. But if I don't get reviews, than it will probably take about a month. PLEASE REVIEW!! I love them!!
Disclaimer- same as always, I got nothing
Ginny careful climbed careful down the rose trellis. The wind was blowing her hair all around her face. She absentmindedly brushed it away from her face, which almost made her lose her balance. She quickly pulled herself up again. When she was about 4 feet above the ground, she dropped. She landed on her feet and quickly scooped up the bag she had dropped from the window. She had hastily thrown in some bare necessities and a little bag of Floo powder. She heard a faint voice say
"Let me in, Ginny." she recognized it as Bill's voice. "Come on, Gin." She heard him enter and then run back downstairs. She quickly ran away from the house and down the street. She had to leave soon, her family would be out searching for her any second now. She would hide out in the woods, wait until late at night, sneak into someone's house and use their fireplace. Of course, she would go to Draco's.
When she finally got to the woods, she sat down on the dirt. She thought about everything that had happened in the past six months. She had fallen in love with Draco, been frowned upon at Hogwarts, and was to be frowned upon at home too. The place that used to be her sanctuary. Her only sanctuary now was right in Draco's arms. She wondered how far her father would take this. Would he finally accept it, or go as far as disowning her. She loved her family, and wanted them around. But she needed Draco with her. He was the one who made her problems go away, not her mother anymore. He was the own who defended her, not her brothers anymore. He was the one who would take her in and care for her, not her father anymore. She needed him. Her life wouldn't be worth living without him.
She looked around her. A shadow of a smiled played across her lips. It was the place she would always go to, for anything. She would go here whenever she had a problem. She would go here and pretend to be a princess, waiting for her prince. She would go here and think about what it's like to fall in love. She used to think that falling in love had no hardships, that falling in love was all happy-happy, joy-joy. You would just fall in love, get married, and that was it. She never thought her family would hate him. She never thought that while you are so happy to be with him, you fear of what will happen if they leave. Worrying about them constantly, paining when they're away from you. She never thought love would be like this. 'But' she thought to herself, 'the good easily outweighs the bad'.
After a while, she glanced down at her watch. It was late enough where most people would be asleep. She snuck in through one of an open window of a house nearby, and slowly found her way to the fireplace. She pulled out her wand and quickly lit a fire. 'Oh well' she thought 'It will be my first warning'. When the fire had gotten big enough, she reached into her bag and pulled out the small leather pouch and took out a pinch of the glittery white powder. She threw it into the fire and whispered.
"Draco's flat."
The fire turned green and she quickly stepped inside. She tucked in her elbows and closed her eyes tightly. She loved swirling around. It was one of her favorite things. When the swirling slowly stopped, she was thrown onto a soft, green carpeting. She immediately looked up and spotted him. He was lying on the couch, a book across his chest, sleeping. She got up gently, not to wake him, and took the red-clothe covered book out of his hands. She closed it and looked at the title: The History of the Dark Arts and How to Fight Them. She smiled to herself. She bent down and kissed his forehead. His eyes slowly opened.
"Gin?" he asked surprised.
"Hey." She said softly.
"What's going on? Why aren't you at home?"
"I told them."
"That bad?" she nodded. He wrapped his arms around her and hugged her. She let a tear escape and fall onto his shoulder.
"They want crazy. My father went crazy. My mother went crazy. I hate them."
"Don't say that Gin. You know you love them. Now I, on the other hand, hate my father." She just snuggled closer to him. "You know you have to go back. Or at least owl them."
"I know. But not yet."
"Go to sleep. Everything will be better in the morning." He held her and leaned back onto the sofa. She fell asleep almost immediately. He brushed some of her brilliant red hair out of her face. He hated seeing her so upset. He knew she loved her family. But if they loved her, why couldn't they just accept him. It came down to one person. His father. God, how he hated him. He wished they could just run away together, never see either of their families again. That would be the real 'living happily ever after' story. After a while he finally drifted off to sleep.
"Arthur, what are we going to do? She's only sixteen!" cried a very frantic Molly Weasly. They were standing in the middle of the forest near their home. They had all separated, going in various places to find her.
"Molly, don't worry we'll find her!" said an equally frantic Arthur Weasly. Just then, George remerged into the clearing.
"I didn't find her." He said. He looked very worried. Ron came in behind George.
"Just owl her." Ron said. "10 galleons say she's at Malfoy's."
"Listen, dad, I'm just going to aparate there. I'll go. You guys stay here, okay?" said Bill, who had just come into the clearing.
"Alright, Bill, just tell us if you find her." Said Arthur. Bill disappeared at once.
He reappeared in a small flat. He saw his sister right away. She looked really happy, next to some guy, who was the enemy of is father. Genuinely happy. He couldn't wake her up. She was happy there. He just couldn't do it. He aparated back to the clearing.
"Bill! Did you find her?" cried Molly as she rushed over to her eldest son.
"Uh, yeah. But I'm sure she'll be back in the morning. Don't go now."
"Damn right I'm going now." Said Arthur as he aparated without a backwards glance.
Arthur Weasly found himself in a small, comfortable flat. He saw his daughter. But it had the opposite effect on him than it had on Bill. The sight just angered him. He watched his youngest child, his only daughter. 'Daddy's little girl' he thought to himself.
"Ginny!" he yelled. She quickly sat up. So did Draco. When she spotted him, she had a very frighten look on her face.
"Daddy, no!!" she cried.
"Mr. Weasly, please!" cried Draco.
"Virginia, get away from him! He's a Malfoy!"
"Daddy, stop! He's different! Why can't you understand that?" With a wave of his wand, he lit the fireplace up.
"Ginny, come now!" he said as he pulled a small leather pouch from his pocket.
"I'm not leaving." She said.
"Oh yes you are!"
"No."
"She's not going." Draco spoke up.
"I will not be told what to do by a Malfoy!" He took Ginny by the arm and pulled her into the fire."
"Daddy, no!" she yelled as she was swept into the green flame.
"Ginny!" was the last thing he could shout out to her before she disappeared. He quickly aparated to the Burrow. He found himself in a dark kitchen. There was still food on the table, and it looked as if everyone had left in a hurry. He expected for Ginny and her father to fall out of the fireplace soon. But after a few minutes, they never showed. He didn't know what to expect. He then heard the front door open. In walked 6 redheads, a middle aged brunette, and a blonde that looked about early twenties. When they spotted him, all their faces became angered. All of her brothers started to come towards him looking very nasty. Draco backed away nervously.
"If you've hurt her…" George was saying.
"Why would I hurt her? I love her." He said coolly.
"You're a Malfoy, for you it's instinct." Percy said. Bill stepped forward.
"Guys, just stop. Just remember how much you like Ginny!" Just then Ginny and her father fell through the fireplace.
"What took so long?" Draco asked as he helped her up.
"Came out at the wrong fireplace." She answered. Then Draco took a very daring step. He reached down his hand, and offered it to help Mr. Weasly up. Arthur denied it. He stood up by himself. Draco awkwardly put his hand back to his side. Ginny glared angrily at her father.
"Ginny stop being foolish." Her mother said.
"I'm not being foolish! And if you don't except it, then I'm just leaving. Even if you lock me up this summer, I'm graduating in a year, and then you'll never see me again! Is that what you want? Cause it's getting close!" Ginny cried with her voice shaking with anger and warning.
"Ginny, I will not permit this." Her father said.
"Fine, then." She said as she grabbed floo powder and threw it in the fireplace. "Have a nice life. All of you."
And in a wave of green fire, she and Draco were gone.
A/n- hoped ya liked it!!!! Okay, well of COURSE I need more after this. But if I don't get reviews, than it will probably take about a month. PLEASE REVIEW!! I love them!!