Professor Albus Dumbledore stood silently alone inside the hospital wing.
His normally blue twinkling eyes were clouded over and his facial
expression was thoughtful and serious.
Two beds stood close together, warming the bodies of two of his students, Draco Malfoy and Ginny Weasley.
The old professor raised both his hands, taking the pointed wizard hat off with the left and scratching the back of his head with the right, then putting the hat on again, and standing in the exact same position as before.
The minutes ticked by and nothing happened.
Tick-tock-tick-tock-tick-tock-ti-
Ginny moved her head and groaned. Dumbledore stepped closer and peered down at her over the brim of his glasses, but again she only fell into a stupor, ignoring the world around her.
How would she react when she woke up and found her baby gone? And Draco back again?
And what would Draco say when he learned that he could have become a father?
Professor Dumbledore sighed. The troubles young people had these days. He straightened his robes and walked out of the room, closing the door softly behind him.
**********
As Dumbledore stepped into his office 12 pairs of eyes met him.
Professor's Snape and McGonagall had been waiting anxiously for hours for information about the two students whom they had the responsibility for.
Professor McGonagall had in the past few months been blaming herself for the fate of Ginny Weasley. Falling in love, getting pregnant, loosing her boyfriend and then her baby in such a young age was something she thought she could have prevented. And in the past 5 weeks Ginny Weasley had been in a coma and there was nothing anyone could do.
Professor Snape had been very proud of Draco when he had chosen the good side, and the day Draco had stepped into the war with Harry Potter and Ron Weasley he had almost burst with it.
Albus knew, though Severus had never said so, that Draco were like a son to him. Lucius Malfoy and Severus had been best friends at Hogwarts. Severus had been in love with the woman Lucius married, Narcissa, and when Draco was born Severus had made a promise to himself that if anything happened to Draco's parents he would take the responsibility for the boy.
Dumbledores' eyes went to the other people in the room.
Ginny's parents, Arthur and Molly Weasley and their six sons, Bill, Charlie, Percy, Fred, George and Ronald or Ron as everyone called him. His two best friends were there also; Harry Potter and Hermione Granger.
No one said a word. Dumbledore shook his head said, "There has been no change. I don't know when they will wake up or…if they will wake up."
Every face in the room fell at that statement and Mrs Weasley and Hermione started to cry silently.
**********
A single tone was stirring the peaceful bodies in the hospital wing. The sound became louder and louder until it suddenly disappeared and left was the sound of nothing. Nothing could be heard anymore, not even the sound of breathing.
Madam Pomfrey, the school nurse, came humming out from her office as she walked over to her two patients to check their condition.
She stopped dead when she noticed that the young girl and boy were holding hands. There was an eerie silence and realisation dawned. "Oh my God…" she whispered before she started yelling for the Headmaster frantically.
**********
Years later, the story of the two secret lovers at Hogwarts was still popular. One from a poor family and the other from a rich. One good, one bad.
Both of them falling in love with each other during a time when trust was a word not commonly used and much less felt.
The protest of each of their families when they found out about the relationship had been terrible. The boy's parents had disowned him and the brothers of the girl had turned away from her, but still the young couple had stuck together.
And when torn from each other because of a war the girl had waited patiently with an unborn child no one knew of, not even her.
The story continued when the news of the boy's death reached the girls ears. Her soul had died, it was said, when that happened. Her unborn child
had suffered greatly from this and almost two months after the boy's death she had lost the baby and slipped into a coma.
The story took a different turn again when the boy returned home, three months after his disappearance, to the news that the woman he loved had died. This had also brought him into a coma and a great fear had blossomed of both of them dying. And they almost had died. Both their hearts had stopped, but Dumbledore and Pomfrey had managed to get them beat again.
The girl's brothers had decided that if their sister woke up, they would apologise for their wrongs and accept anything she threw at them.
Weeks had gone by and hope become smaller before they had both woken up at the exact same time, calling out each other names as they did so.
And this day they were living happily ever after with three children and twins on the way.
And so ends the story of Draco Malfoy and Ginny Weasley.
**********
Well, that was it.
I am truly sorry that I rushed this chapter, but I really didn't like this story anymore.
When I first started writing it I wasn't thinking of making it longer than just the first chapter, but stupidity got the best of me and made me write more which, in my opinion, ruined my original idea.
Please don't be mad.
I'm writing another story now which is set in 1800s in Ireland. Of course it's D/G, how can it not be?
When I post the first chapter, which should be in a few days time, I hope you will read and review it.
Thank you's to:
*Crystal Lily*
Book-lover-210
AdaRen
Puddles
Ariadna
Argenteus Draco
WildWitch
Mask of Dawn
Sliverwitch
Laura
Cree Madden
Krissy
PotterPrincess
Thank you all so much!
Love,
Steaming Teapot.
Two beds stood close together, warming the bodies of two of his students, Draco Malfoy and Ginny Weasley.
The old professor raised both his hands, taking the pointed wizard hat off with the left and scratching the back of his head with the right, then putting the hat on again, and standing in the exact same position as before.
The minutes ticked by and nothing happened.
Tick-tock-tick-tock-tick-tock-ti-
Ginny moved her head and groaned. Dumbledore stepped closer and peered down at her over the brim of his glasses, but again she only fell into a stupor, ignoring the world around her.
How would she react when she woke up and found her baby gone? And Draco back again?
And what would Draco say when he learned that he could have become a father?
Professor Dumbledore sighed. The troubles young people had these days. He straightened his robes and walked out of the room, closing the door softly behind him.
**********
As Dumbledore stepped into his office 12 pairs of eyes met him.
Professor's Snape and McGonagall had been waiting anxiously for hours for information about the two students whom they had the responsibility for.
Professor McGonagall had in the past few months been blaming herself for the fate of Ginny Weasley. Falling in love, getting pregnant, loosing her boyfriend and then her baby in such a young age was something she thought she could have prevented. And in the past 5 weeks Ginny Weasley had been in a coma and there was nothing anyone could do.
Professor Snape had been very proud of Draco when he had chosen the good side, and the day Draco had stepped into the war with Harry Potter and Ron Weasley he had almost burst with it.
Albus knew, though Severus had never said so, that Draco were like a son to him. Lucius Malfoy and Severus had been best friends at Hogwarts. Severus had been in love with the woman Lucius married, Narcissa, and when Draco was born Severus had made a promise to himself that if anything happened to Draco's parents he would take the responsibility for the boy.
Dumbledores' eyes went to the other people in the room.
Ginny's parents, Arthur and Molly Weasley and their six sons, Bill, Charlie, Percy, Fred, George and Ronald or Ron as everyone called him. His two best friends were there also; Harry Potter and Hermione Granger.
No one said a word. Dumbledore shook his head said, "There has been no change. I don't know when they will wake up or…if they will wake up."
Every face in the room fell at that statement and Mrs Weasley and Hermione started to cry silently.
**********
A single tone was stirring the peaceful bodies in the hospital wing. The sound became louder and louder until it suddenly disappeared and left was the sound of nothing. Nothing could be heard anymore, not even the sound of breathing.
Madam Pomfrey, the school nurse, came humming out from her office as she walked over to her two patients to check their condition.
She stopped dead when she noticed that the young girl and boy were holding hands. There was an eerie silence and realisation dawned. "Oh my God…" she whispered before she started yelling for the Headmaster frantically.
**********
Years later, the story of the two secret lovers at Hogwarts was still popular. One from a poor family and the other from a rich. One good, one bad.
Both of them falling in love with each other during a time when trust was a word not commonly used and much less felt.
The protest of each of their families when they found out about the relationship had been terrible. The boy's parents had disowned him and the brothers of the girl had turned away from her, but still the young couple had stuck together.
And when torn from each other because of a war the girl had waited patiently with an unborn child no one knew of, not even her.
The story continued when the news of the boy's death reached the girls ears. Her soul had died, it was said, when that happened. Her unborn child
had suffered greatly from this and almost two months after the boy's death she had lost the baby and slipped into a coma.
The story took a different turn again when the boy returned home, three months after his disappearance, to the news that the woman he loved had died. This had also brought him into a coma and a great fear had blossomed of both of them dying. And they almost had died. Both their hearts had stopped, but Dumbledore and Pomfrey had managed to get them beat again.
The girl's brothers had decided that if their sister woke up, they would apologise for their wrongs and accept anything she threw at them.
Weeks had gone by and hope become smaller before they had both woken up at the exact same time, calling out each other names as they did so.
And this day they were living happily ever after with three children and twins on the way.
And so ends the story of Draco Malfoy and Ginny Weasley.
**********
Well, that was it.
I am truly sorry that I rushed this chapter, but I really didn't like this story anymore.
When I first started writing it I wasn't thinking of making it longer than just the first chapter, but stupidity got the best of me and made me write more which, in my opinion, ruined my original idea.
Please don't be mad.
I'm writing another story now which is set in 1800s in Ireland. Of course it's D/G, how can it not be?
When I post the first chapter, which should be in a few days time, I hope you will read and review it.
Thank you's to:
*Crystal Lily*
Book-lover-210
AdaRen
Puddles
Ariadna
Argenteus Draco
WildWitch
Mask of Dawn
Sliverwitch
Laura
Cree Madden
Krissy
PotterPrincess
Thank you all so much!
Love,
Steaming Teapot.