1 Way back then
By Missy
Disclaimer: I don't own anything but the plot
Pairings: Draco/Ginny
Warning: Draco may seem a little out of, ahh, character.
Rating: PG
When Ginny finally came too she was aware of four auras in the room besides her own. She could make out Draco's, Evie's and Wally's but the fourth was a mystery.
She opened her eyes and tried to focus in the brightly lit room.
Noticing that she was awake, Evie ran to her side. Seeing her confused look at the other middle aged woman in the room she explained.
"This is Angela, your mothers maid."
"How come if my mothers still alive that she isn't alive."
"Well when your father, King Edward died last year, your mother, Lady Louise, could not take the throne as she was not of noble blood. Therefore as you are the eldest child of King Edward you were the heir to the throne, even though your mother tries to run the country," Angela explained.
Leaning over to Ginny's ear Evie whispered, "your mother is an old witch, she means to say. Strictly speaking."
Ginny giggled at this remark but fell silent at the thought of having to call another woman other than her true mother, mother.
"Now you two have to move along," Wally growled not liking all the woman talking. "You can go together and can help each other understand this. You can call each other by your true names when you are alone but remember to use the names in company. If you need any help at all Angela, Evie and I work in the castle. Angela's job you already know, but Evie is your maid Ginny and Draco and I are both servants to you also Ginny," Wally finished.
Evie lent down once more and whispered, "a word of advice. Your mother has been trying to get you married for the past couple of months. She will not stop at nothing to get you married to someone very rich, so watch out."
They all called out goodbye and Ginny walked out in to the fresh air with Draco by her side.
Not thinking anything about it she linked arms with Draco.
What was she doing? Is she trying to drive me insane, Draco thought to himself. She probably doesn't even know what she's doing. All other thoughts of Draco's were lost as they walked the last couple of kilometres to the town.
When they neared the outskirts, he instinctively pulled his arm from hers. Ginny looked over at him, confused.
"Just not to confuse everyone. I don't think Queens link arms with servants," he reassured.
She nodded her consent but still looked strangely over at him. Draco watched as all inhabitants of the town bowed to Ginny. Draco nearly laughed at the look on Ginny's face. They neared the castle and were intercepted by a young boy.
Sweeping in to a bow he said, "Your highness, Emily." Then standing straight again nodding at Draco, "Guyon. Queen Emily, your mother wants you in the throne room. There is another suitor."
Draco scowled at this. This was his Ginny that this, boy was talking about. His Ginny? Where did that come from? Oh yeah the fact that you have liked her since second year. Did not. Did too. Draco continued this fight in his mind and hated to admit that the fact that he liked Ginny was winning greatly.
Giving up the hope of winning he bent down and kissed Ginny's cheek and made his way to the 'wonderful' kitchens very happy with himself.
Woah! Where did that kiss come from, Ginny thought to herself. That is if you could call it a kiss. It was just a peck on the cheek. A brotherly gesture. One of her brothers would do the same.
She made her way to the throne room, only losing her way twice. When she finally entered the throne room, there was a shrewd looking woman, supposedly her mother and an elderly man that looked suspiciously like an older Tom Riddle. She was lost on whom he was supposed to be.
"Emily. This is Sir Seth De Carpentine. He wants to court you," her mother explained.
Ginny was surprised at the bluntness of her so called mothers voice. Also shouldn't this man be either married already or in a retirement home.
But then backtracked to what Evie said. 'She will stop at nothing to get you married to someone rich.' Of course, this guy must be stinking rich.
So caught up in her thoughts she was not aware of her mother talking to her until Louise got so annoyed she had to shake Ginny and yell at the same time.
"Oh sorry ahh mother."
"Now Emily be a good young lady and go do something. Dinner will be served promptly at seven. Sir Seth will be joining us."
She talks to me as though I'm three years old. Evie was right. She is an old witch, Ginny muttered quietly as she walked out of the room.
On her way to her bedroom she encountered Draco scrubbing the floors. Apparently he hadn't noticed her so she walked over and surprised him by leaning down and giving him a kiss on the cheek.
Looking up from his work he smiled as he noticed Ginny standing above him. Not a smirk but a genuine smile, a thing that Ginny was lucky enough to see.
He is so different here than to when he is in Hogwarts. Probably because he doesn't have his Slytherin cronies hanging around him.
"You know Ginny," Draco started. "I now know how the house elves were worked and how I pity them for it."
Ginny giggled at this. "Come on Dra…." She stopped for a moment, realising there were other people in the room. "Guyon. We must have a look around the gardens and you shall have to tell me about your day."
Not waiting for an answer she took hold of his hand and practically dragged him out in to the gardens.
They walked through the wild flower gardens and in too the rose garden. Draco still holding Ginny's hand led her over to a bench.
" Gin, how was your day?" Draco asked quietly.
"Okay I guess. My so called mother wants me to marry a old guy," Ginny explained. Then in a posh voice, sort of like her second mothers added, "this is Sir Seth de Carpentine. He wishes to court you."
Draco smiled at this along with Ginny. Catching herself Ginny raised her hand to Draco's lips. "You should smile more often," she said as she traced the outline of his lips.
Draco's breath caught in his throat. Bringing her fingers down she started to lean forward, or was it he who was leaning forward? Just before there lips met, they were interrupted.
"Majesty, Majesty," could be heard drifting through the rose garden.
They lifted their heads to see a rather pudgy man who's face was seemingly rat-like peering over at them.
"You are needed for dinner, Ma'am."
Angry at the interruption but deciding not to show she stood up and appearing to kiss Draco's cheek swept down to his ear and whispered, "meet me her at midnight."
Draco shivered in anticipation. She left the garden with the pudgy man scurrying after her.
Dinner past with not that much trouble. Her second mother and Sir Seth talked about politics the hole time and Sir Seth kept on flashing her looks of lust.
At half-past eleven, Ginny made her way back to the gardens.
She was not aware of another person slipping out after her, hiding in the shadows. Draco was already there, sitting on the bench where she had left him. Seeing that Ginny was there he stood up and offered a hand to her.
"Would you honour me with this dance, your majesty?"
Ginny giggled with delight as Draco swept her up in his arms and started to waltz to some invisible music.
After about ten minutes of non-stop dancing Draco started to slow down until they had come to a complete stop and he was staring in to her eyes and she was doing the same.
"Why did you stop, Sir?" Ginny managed to choke out.
"Because of this, majesty," Draco answered huskily. Then without warning he swept down, capturing her mouth with his. His tongue went along her lips as if asking for them to open. Not hesitating Ginny opened her lips and their tongues interlocked.
Ginny's hands roamed over Draco's chest and her fingers joined at the base of his neck. She was not alone in this action. Draco's fingers traced along Ginny's breast and slim waist and came to rest on her hips.
How long they stayed in this position they did would never know. They were interrupted by someone clearing his throat. There lips parted but they stayed in each others arms and they turned there heads to see Sir Seth de Carpentine standing there, glowering with anger.
"You could have had me but you chose him. You should know, your majesty, this means war."
He then left the two new lovers in the rose garden with identical confused faces.
By Missy
Disclaimer: I don't own anything but the plot
Pairings: Draco/Ginny
Warning: Draco may seem a little out of, ahh, character.
Rating: PG
When Ginny finally came too she was aware of four auras in the room besides her own. She could make out Draco's, Evie's and Wally's but the fourth was a mystery.
She opened her eyes and tried to focus in the brightly lit room.
Noticing that she was awake, Evie ran to her side. Seeing her confused look at the other middle aged woman in the room she explained.
"This is Angela, your mothers maid."
"How come if my mothers still alive that she isn't alive."
"Well when your father, King Edward died last year, your mother, Lady Louise, could not take the throne as she was not of noble blood. Therefore as you are the eldest child of King Edward you were the heir to the throne, even though your mother tries to run the country," Angela explained.
Leaning over to Ginny's ear Evie whispered, "your mother is an old witch, she means to say. Strictly speaking."
Ginny giggled at this remark but fell silent at the thought of having to call another woman other than her true mother, mother.
"Now you two have to move along," Wally growled not liking all the woman talking. "You can go together and can help each other understand this. You can call each other by your true names when you are alone but remember to use the names in company. If you need any help at all Angela, Evie and I work in the castle. Angela's job you already know, but Evie is your maid Ginny and Draco and I are both servants to you also Ginny," Wally finished.
Evie lent down once more and whispered, "a word of advice. Your mother has been trying to get you married for the past couple of months. She will not stop at nothing to get you married to someone very rich, so watch out."
They all called out goodbye and Ginny walked out in to the fresh air with Draco by her side.
Not thinking anything about it she linked arms with Draco.
What was she doing? Is she trying to drive me insane, Draco thought to himself. She probably doesn't even know what she's doing. All other thoughts of Draco's were lost as they walked the last couple of kilometres to the town.
When they neared the outskirts, he instinctively pulled his arm from hers. Ginny looked over at him, confused.
"Just not to confuse everyone. I don't think Queens link arms with servants," he reassured.
She nodded her consent but still looked strangely over at him. Draco watched as all inhabitants of the town bowed to Ginny. Draco nearly laughed at the look on Ginny's face. They neared the castle and were intercepted by a young boy.
Sweeping in to a bow he said, "Your highness, Emily." Then standing straight again nodding at Draco, "Guyon. Queen Emily, your mother wants you in the throne room. There is another suitor."
Draco scowled at this. This was his Ginny that this, boy was talking about. His Ginny? Where did that come from? Oh yeah the fact that you have liked her since second year. Did not. Did too. Draco continued this fight in his mind and hated to admit that the fact that he liked Ginny was winning greatly.
Giving up the hope of winning he bent down and kissed Ginny's cheek and made his way to the 'wonderful' kitchens very happy with himself.
Woah! Where did that kiss come from, Ginny thought to herself. That is if you could call it a kiss. It was just a peck on the cheek. A brotherly gesture. One of her brothers would do the same.
She made her way to the throne room, only losing her way twice. When she finally entered the throne room, there was a shrewd looking woman, supposedly her mother and an elderly man that looked suspiciously like an older Tom Riddle. She was lost on whom he was supposed to be.
"Emily. This is Sir Seth De Carpentine. He wants to court you," her mother explained.
Ginny was surprised at the bluntness of her so called mothers voice. Also shouldn't this man be either married already or in a retirement home.
But then backtracked to what Evie said. 'She will stop at nothing to get you married to someone rich.' Of course, this guy must be stinking rich.
So caught up in her thoughts she was not aware of her mother talking to her until Louise got so annoyed she had to shake Ginny and yell at the same time.
"Oh sorry ahh mother."
"Now Emily be a good young lady and go do something. Dinner will be served promptly at seven. Sir Seth will be joining us."
She talks to me as though I'm three years old. Evie was right. She is an old witch, Ginny muttered quietly as she walked out of the room.
On her way to her bedroom she encountered Draco scrubbing the floors. Apparently he hadn't noticed her so she walked over and surprised him by leaning down and giving him a kiss on the cheek.
Looking up from his work he smiled as he noticed Ginny standing above him. Not a smirk but a genuine smile, a thing that Ginny was lucky enough to see.
He is so different here than to when he is in Hogwarts. Probably because he doesn't have his Slytherin cronies hanging around him.
"You know Ginny," Draco started. "I now know how the house elves were worked and how I pity them for it."
Ginny giggled at this. "Come on Dra…." She stopped for a moment, realising there were other people in the room. "Guyon. We must have a look around the gardens and you shall have to tell me about your day."
Not waiting for an answer she took hold of his hand and practically dragged him out in to the gardens.
They walked through the wild flower gardens and in too the rose garden. Draco still holding Ginny's hand led her over to a bench.
" Gin, how was your day?" Draco asked quietly.
"Okay I guess. My so called mother wants me to marry a old guy," Ginny explained. Then in a posh voice, sort of like her second mothers added, "this is Sir Seth de Carpentine. He wishes to court you."
Draco smiled at this along with Ginny. Catching herself Ginny raised her hand to Draco's lips. "You should smile more often," she said as she traced the outline of his lips.
Draco's breath caught in his throat. Bringing her fingers down she started to lean forward, or was it he who was leaning forward? Just before there lips met, they were interrupted.
"Majesty, Majesty," could be heard drifting through the rose garden.
They lifted their heads to see a rather pudgy man who's face was seemingly rat-like peering over at them.
"You are needed for dinner, Ma'am."
Angry at the interruption but deciding not to show she stood up and appearing to kiss Draco's cheek swept down to his ear and whispered, "meet me her at midnight."
Draco shivered in anticipation. She left the garden with the pudgy man scurrying after her.
Dinner past with not that much trouble. Her second mother and Sir Seth talked about politics the hole time and Sir Seth kept on flashing her looks of lust.
At half-past eleven, Ginny made her way back to the gardens.
She was not aware of another person slipping out after her, hiding in the shadows. Draco was already there, sitting on the bench where she had left him. Seeing that Ginny was there he stood up and offered a hand to her.
"Would you honour me with this dance, your majesty?"
Ginny giggled with delight as Draco swept her up in his arms and started to waltz to some invisible music.
After about ten minutes of non-stop dancing Draco started to slow down until they had come to a complete stop and he was staring in to her eyes and she was doing the same.
"Why did you stop, Sir?" Ginny managed to choke out.
"Because of this, majesty," Draco answered huskily. Then without warning he swept down, capturing her mouth with his. His tongue went along her lips as if asking for them to open. Not hesitating Ginny opened her lips and their tongues interlocked.
Ginny's hands roamed over Draco's chest and her fingers joined at the base of his neck. She was not alone in this action. Draco's fingers traced along Ginny's breast and slim waist and came to rest on her hips.
How long they stayed in this position they did would never know. They were interrupted by someone clearing his throat. There lips parted but they stayed in each others arms and they turned there heads to see Sir Seth de Carpentine standing there, glowering with anger.
"You could have had me but you chose him. You should know, your majesty, this means war."
He then left the two new lovers in the rose garden with identical confused faces.
