A/N I'm English so I'm not good with the American ratings! As I upload each
chapter and YOU REVIEW!!!! (lol) Can you tell me if I need to up it, and
what to?
Thanks Ginger xx
Chapter 4
Francis awoke suddenly, she sat up, and Draco looked at her, 'Are you OK?' he asked. Francis nodded and rubbed her eyes. He turned back to Crabbe and Goyle and carried on talking to them.
Francis looked out of the window, what was that dream all about? She questioned herself. Why was she meeting Weasley at the lake, in secret? It must have shown on her face that she was confused as Draco looked up; he came and sat next to her.
'Are you sure your OK?' He asked, 'You woke up quickly!' then he seemed to click on 'Did you have a dream or something?' he asked, intrigued.
'No!' Francis lied Draco knew she was, but he had learned over the years she would talk about it when she was ready.
'I'm going to go for a walk.' Francis said as Draco nodded and went to talk to Crabbe and Goyle.
Francis had gone in her trunk, and got out her new, plain black robes. She walked down the train, looking into each compartment all was full. As she got towards the back of the train Francis had had enough.
She burst into the next compartment, after roughly shutting the door she looked up, immediately wishing she hadn't. In front of her stood that dirty little Mudblood, in the arms of Weasley. She looked shocked, as Ron and Hermione were going beat red. She simply turned around and shut the door behind her.
As she walked back to her original compartment all sorts of thoughts and emotions were going through her head. `Oh my god, Weasley and Granger! What the hell! How long has that been going on? ` Suddenly she felt anger surge through her body, she didn't know why but she hated Granger more than she ever had.
She opened the compartment door just as roughly as she had the last one, but was met by Draco's grey eyes, he looked up, 'What's wrong with you?' he asked. His voice was laced with annoyance, he had known her for as long as he could remember and she had always been a moody person but lately it was ridiculous. Ever since Diagon Alley her mood would flip, and he had enough of wondering why, 'What has been wrong with YOU lately?' he demanded standing up, exasperated as Francis opened her mouth to defend herself.
A/N I have NO idea where this is going, but a big no-no is Draco/Francis and Harry/herm, one word to describe the two pairings, ACK! Is that a word?!?!
A/N 2! I'm so sorry, I'm suffering from writers block for this ficcy! It took so long for so little SORRY!
Thanks Ginger xx
Chapter 4
Francis awoke suddenly, she sat up, and Draco looked at her, 'Are you OK?' he asked. Francis nodded and rubbed her eyes. He turned back to Crabbe and Goyle and carried on talking to them.
Francis looked out of the window, what was that dream all about? She questioned herself. Why was she meeting Weasley at the lake, in secret? It must have shown on her face that she was confused as Draco looked up; he came and sat next to her.
'Are you sure your OK?' He asked, 'You woke up quickly!' then he seemed to click on 'Did you have a dream or something?' he asked, intrigued.
'No!' Francis lied Draco knew she was, but he had learned over the years she would talk about it when she was ready.
'I'm going to go for a walk.' Francis said as Draco nodded and went to talk to Crabbe and Goyle.
Francis had gone in her trunk, and got out her new, plain black robes. She walked down the train, looking into each compartment all was full. As she got towards the back of the train Francis had had enough.
She burst into the next compartment, after roughly shutting the door she looked up, immediately wishing she hadn't. In front of her stood that dirty little Mudblood, in the arms of Weasley. She looked shocked, as Ron and Hermione were going beat red. She simply turned around and shut the door behind her.
As she walked back to her original compartment all sorts of thoughts and emotions were going through her head. `Oh my god, Weasley and Granger! What the hell! How long has that been going on? ` Suddenly she felt anger surge through her body, she didn't know why but she hated Granger more than she ever had.
She opened the compartment door just as roughly as she had the last one, but was met by Draco's grey eyes, he looked up, 'What's wrong with you?' he asked. His voice was laced with annoyance, he had known her for as long as he could remember and she had always been a moody person but lately it was ridiculous. Ever since Diagon Alley her mood would flip, and he had enough of wondering why, 'What has been wrong with YOU lately?' he demanded standing up, exasperated as Francis opened her mouth to defend herself.
A/N I have NO idea where this is going, but a big no-no is Draco/Francis and Harry/herm, one word to describe the two pairings, ACK! Is that a word?!?!
A/N 2! I'm so sorry, I'm suffering from writers block for this ficcy! It took so long for so little SORRY!