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Claimer: Thank goodness, I own this plot, our ever-favorite Robbie, and his puppy, Peppie, aka Pepina Talho; I don't own much besides that.
Summary of This Chapter: Rumors fly and Robbie gets sorted.
Author Notes: Hi again! In this chapter, Draco thinks a lot. Well, not like he doesn't think, just deep thoughts that are very OOC. I'm just going to warn you guys that a lot of the characters will be OOC so yeah… Enjoy!
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1 In the last chapter, Ginny met Robbie and left an impression on her. She joined Draco and Robbie's search for Dumbledore. Robbie tells us a little more about himself that actually makes us more confused. But all we know is that Robbie is a very special little boy.
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3 Chapter 4 – The Feeling of Being Needed
"Through the mockery, teases and taunts,"
I taunt you not because I hate you,
I mock you not because I don't like you,
I tease you not to be cruel.
It is simply the opposite.
I wish I could share with you,
The secrets of my heart,
But considering the consequences,
You're better off in the dark.
As Draco watched Robbie and his dog, an unfamiliar feeling welled up in him. He had never really felt it before but he knew its name. Happiness. For once in his life, he did something right. Something for the better instead of worse. It gave him a warm feeling inside. It didn't even matter if no one recognized his feat, as long as he knew.
Draco wondered what would happen with Robbie now. He knew that Robbie's mother would never come back. If he could change that fact, Draco would have done it. It felt right to want to make this boy happy. Perhaps he wanted Robbie to have a different kind of upbringing than he had.
As a young child, he had craved for a little attention, a little emotion…a little love. But in the Malfoy household, all three things were out of the question. It was a sign of weakness to show feelings. At first, Draco didn't seem to care. How could you miss something you never had? But after, he had always had a longing for it.
Draco's gaze traveled over Ginny. Her hand-me-down robes, her second- hand books. How does she live in such primitive conditions? How was it that she could be happy when she didn't have the money to spend? In reality, Draco knew. She had parents who loved her.
It may seem as if Draco was happy. He had money, power and he always, for the most part, got what he wanted. But no one had ever been there for him to share all this with. With money, he could buy anything he wanted, but who was there to marvel with him? With the little bit of power he had, who was there to stand beside him, cheering him on? As for getting everything he wanted, he was never satisfied because he knew, deep in his heart, what he wanted was impossible for anyone to give him unless of free will.
What Draco desired more than anything else in the world, was to be needed. No, not to be loved, that might have been asking for too much. But to be needed was different, to be able to know that someone somewhere, relied on him for something special.
And today, for the first time, without realizing it, Robbie had granted Draco's wish. He might never admit this to anyone, but he would always be grateful for it. Even if it might end now, Draco now knew how it felt like to be needed, to be wanted.
It took Draco awhile to notice that Ginny was staring at him. He didn't feel her gaze until she made a noise. He looked up and their gaze met for a while before she quickly looked away. Draco wondered what that was about.
No one was speaking and the only sounds were of the happy reunion between a boy and his dog. Finally, as if just noticing the silence surrounding him, Robbie looked up at the faces of those watching him. Still carrying the puppy, Robbie quietly walked over to Draco and slipped his small hand into the bigger one of Draco's.
For Draco, the silence was lengthy and deafening. Unable to endure it any longer, Draco cleared his throat and spoke to Dumbledore.
"Umm…I found Robbie outside and he wanted to talk to you."
"Yes, I thought as much, you can leave him here with me."
Reluctantly, Draco let go of Robbie's hand and handed him over to the headmaster.
"I suggest you both go on to lunch. I'll inform you later on what we'll do with young Robert here."
And so, Ginny and Draco found themselves alone in the hallway.
"I guess we should go then."
Draco agreed and both walked back the way they came. Upon entering the Great Hall together, the noise died down for a second as people watched. And just as quickly, the chatter resumed, conversation now ripe with rumors.
Draco gave Ginny a look before turning towards the Slytherin table. As he walked past the various tables, he caught snippets of conversations.
"I thought Malfoy hated the Weasleys…"
"Why was Ginny with that…"
"I think there's something going on between those two…"
"Did you see how both their robes are…shall we say, less than neat?"
Draco quickly looked down at his robes and found it to be true. As he straightened them, he glanced back at Ginny who seemed to have come to the same conclusion and was straightening her own robes before lifting her head defiantly. She walked through the Hall to her table as if she couldn't hear a thing. Draco almost winced when he had Ginny's brother yell at her.
Turning back to his own table, Draco walked coolly to his seat and sat down. Ignoring the looks of his housemates, he helped himself to some lunch.
After lunch, much of the tension at lunch had passed. But not without a row between Draco and Ron. Ron seemed to have a silly little idea that Draco had done something to his little sister.
Draco smirked. Not unlike the rest of the school.
Rounding a corner, he noticed Pansy and her group of followers (None of them actually liked her but pretends otherwise as Pansy was not one to go against. It reminded Draco of his friends.) crowded around some unfortunate student, Draco suspected.
"So how did you enjoy your little rendezvous with Draco, Muggle- lover?"
"Why? I thought you've had these little escapades of your own, or were they all lies?"
This caught Draco's attention, moving closer, he recognized the 'unfortunate student' as Ginny Weasley. And Pansy, no doubt, was going to or, Draco thought amusedly, attempting to give Ginny hell for what she had supposedly done to what Pansy has marked as hers.
Apparently, Pansy's followers were more for show than their brains, as they stood there watching Pansy for her reply.
"You've sunk lower than I thought."
"Why Pansy, shouldn't you be saying that to your precious Draco? He is the one who thinks himself so above me; so obviously, he's the one who's sunk low. But I guess there wasn't anyone of higher class to keep him."
As amusing as this was, having Ginny insult him wasn't something pleasant. Stepping up behind the group, he cleared his throat. Pansy whirled around in surprise but upon seeing him, she plastered on a fake grin.
"Oh, hi Draco. We were just introducing ourselves to your new friend, weren't we, girls?"
Pansy's group monotonously gave a standard reply and high-tailed it out of there, knowing full well that although Pansy was not one to mess with, Draco was a hundred times worst.
"That included a little side dish of insults, did it?"
Pansy flushed, realizing that Draco had seen part, if not all, of the events that had happened. Draco smirked as he watched Pansy search for an appropriate answer.
"Pansy, if you don't mind, Ginny and I have to go for a chat," drawled Draco, as he waved a hand, motioning for her to go.
Watching Pansy's retreating back, Ginny seemed to relax.
"Heart beating fast, huh? You haven't even thanked me for saving you from getting beat-up."
Ginny gave Draco a look, as if to tell him to shut up, "You know, Draco, I could have handled myself there, you shouldn't judge me by my size."
And indeed her looks disguised what lay within. Her auburn hair waved down her back like untamable fire, her brown eyes like liquid chocolate. Although she was sixteen, she only stood at 5"3 (A.N.: Which is probably how tall I'll be at the most when I get to that age.). There seemed to be an air around her that gave you an urge to protect her.
"Oh, and Draco," Ginny said before she walked away, "Your robes are on fire."
Sure enough, as Draco looked down, the hem of his robes was smoldering away. Quickly dousing it with a small water spell, Draco stared at the spot where Ginny had been. Did she have the same powers as he did?
Protection,
Keeping you safe.
Care,
Watching over you.
Understanding,
Helping you through problems.
And most importantly,
Love,
A helpful guide on your way through life.
Finally, dinnertime neared and students began to drift towards the Great Hall. As students sat at their respective tables, Professor Dumbledore walked in through the large double doors. Following behind Dumbledore timidly was Robbie, still clutching his puppy. He looked around and Ginny gave him an encouraging smile when his gaze fell on her.
In Dumbledore's hand was the Sorting Hat. All the students quieted and all turned to watch. Stopping in front of the students, Dumbledore looked at the sea of faces before smiling cheerfully and began a speech.
"Due to circumstances beyond our control, Robert…" Dumbledore paused when Robbie pulled on his robes. He leaned down so Robbie was able to whisper in his ear. Smiling, Dumbledore nodded at the boy and turned back to the crowd.
"Robert would like you all to call him Robbie. He will be staying with us for the rest of the year. And because Robbie is so much younger than all of you, I expect all of you to take care of him. Now, he will need to be sorted into a house…" Again, Robbie interrupted by pulling on Dumbledore's robes. Yet again, he whispered into Dumbledore's ears.
Clearing his throat, Dumbledore stood and smiled, " Robbie requests that Draco Malfoy and Ginny Weasley accompany him through the Sorting."
Flushing red, Ginny slowly got up, ignoring the looks that others were giving her. Walking as quickly as possible, Ginny went to stand next to Robbie, who immediately beckoned Ginny to lean down.
"I'm scared," Robbie told her in a low whisper that held a slight wobble. Ginny smiled at him and tried to comfort but he didn't seem to believe her.
"Will you hold my hand?"
"Of course."
Draco came up to them just as Ginny straightened. Ginny noticed that without asking, Robbie immediately took Draco's hand and in response, Draco gave him a soft smile.
"Alright, Robbie, I'm just going to put this hat on your head. It might start talking to you but don't be afraid of it."
Giving Dumbledore a slight nod, Robbie closed his eyes and Dumbledore placed the Sorting Hat on Robbie's head. The Hat slipped down right past his head. Both fearing that Robbie might not be able to breathe under there; Ginny and Draco both went to push the Hat back. Ginny's free hand got there first, and Draco's hand touched hers. Quickly snatching his hand back, Draco looked down, unable to meet Ginny's eyes. Ginny cheeks began to turn pink as she pushed the Hat back on Robbie's head, allowing him more oxygen intake.
= ~ * ~ = Robbie's Sorting = ~ * ~ =
"Ah, Robert, it's nice to meet you. You're quite interesting, aren't you? It's going to be a tough decision; sorting you into a specific house."
"Why?"
"You don't have to pretend in your thoughts. I know why you're here. You know, you don't even have to be here. Prophecies usually go through."
"This time it might be different. This time, it has to work or…well, let's just say, you won't be getting any other students to sort."
"Is it that serious? Won't Harry Potter be able to fix it?"
"This time, Harry can't be the hero. He may be able to stop Voldemort for a while but he always comes back. We want him to go away forever and Harry Potter won't be able to do it."
"I can tell your skills are very good. I'm sure your ancestors would be proud. Perhaps not Morgan Lafaye though…she was on the side of evil."
"Well, I guess I take after Merlin then."
At this point, the Sorting Hat would have been able to smile if it could, "Alright, where do you want to be sorted? I don't want to make a mistake for the first time."
"Slytherin. I need to watch Draco."
"I can understand why. SLYTHERIN it is. Good luck!"
And for the first time in history, the Sorting Hat placed a person in a house where they might not belong.
= ~ * ~ = End of Sorting = ~ * ~ =
This was possibly the most embarrassing experience in his life. Draco stood in front of the entire student body holding a four-year-old's hand. That wasn't so bad. It felt right to be sharing this experience with Robbie. The embarrassing thing was the whispers and looks he was getting. He could even hear them from here. Everyone were already fabricating different stories about the three joined people; Draco, Ginny and Robbie.
Trying really hard to keep up his uncaring mask, Draco looked around at the different expressions on the sea of faces, wondering why Robbie's sorting seemed to take so long. Everyone's faces looked quite humorous. The Gryffindors were all glaring at Draco as if everything was his fault. Ginny's brother, Ron, seemed to be at a loss of words, although obviously angry at Draco. The Hufflepuffs, although most loyal, seemed to be the most gossipy. All of them were whispering among themselves and glanced up to look in their direction, once in a while. The Ravenclaws were trying to discreetly stare at them as they made silent observations. The Slytherins, however, were expressing their feelings right out. Draco could see the mixture of amusement and disgust at the sight of Draco holding Robbie's hand. He knew they weren't fond of kids. He wasn't either until recently.
"SLYTHERIN," the Hat yelled, startling Draco from his thoughts. Ginny helped Robbie out of the Sorting Hat and after handing it to Professor Dumbledore, she whispered a good-bye to Robbie, leaving the two Slytherins to stand alone in front of the crowd.
Draco and Robbie walked, well, Draco walked, and Robbie skipped happily behind Draco, happy to be with his saviour.
And so, another year at Hogwarts began, this time; it wasn't Harry Potter who caused a stir. Draco Malfoy and Ginny Weasley were now the center of attention, along with the mysterious Robert Merlin Lafaye. An interesting year could be seen ahead, everyone could see this, Seer or not.
Author's Note: Sorry this took so long! I tried my best to finish it before the holidays but if the words won't come, it just wouldn't work. If anyone is still wondering about the other couples, I'm afraid I won't mention them much, if there is any mention of other couples at all. It's not that there won't be couples, it's just that this story focuses on three people; Draco, Ginny and my ever favorite, Robbie. If you want a story that deals with tons of relationships, just wait, I'm going to write one as soon as I map up all the complicated things. I'm going to put love triangles to shame…maybe. Anyways, I hoped you liked this chapter, please review!
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Summary of This Chapter: Rumors fly and Robbie gets sorted.
Author Notes: Hi again! In this chapter, Draco thinks a lot. Well, not like he doesn't think, just deep thoughts that are very OOC. I'm just going to warn you guys that a lot of the characters will be OOC so yeah… Enjoy!
Second Author's Notes: All right, several people have asked me to mail them when my stories are updated and I don't mind doing that. But it gets kind of confusing when some people ask me through e-mail and some through reviews. So I've set up a mailing list of some sort. If you want to receive notification when I update, please e-mail me with your name, e-mail address to send the e-mail to and which stories you want me to notify you with.
Sample:
Hi, I'm (name here) and I want to join your mailing list for these stories:
(List them down or if you want, just say all of them, which probably would make my life easier.)
And send the e-mail to (e-mail address here).
Thank you.
Alright? This is the only way to get notified of updates because if you request for it in reviews, I'm going to ignore it, sorry. That goes for all of the people who have asked for e-mails when my fics have been updated.
1 In the last chapter, Ginny met Robbie and left an impression on her. She joined Draco and Robbie's search for Dumbledore. Robbie tells us a little more about himself that actually makes us more confused. But all we know is that Robbie is a very special little boy.
2
3 Chapter 4 – The Feeling of Being Needed
"Through the mockery, teases and taunts,"
I taunt you not because I hate you,
I mock you not because I don't like you,
I tease you not to be cruel.
It is simply the opposite.
I wish I could share with you,
The secrets of my heart,
But considering the consequences,
You're better off in the dark.
As Draco watched Robbie and his dog, an unfamiliar feeling welled up in him. He had never really felt it before but he knew its name. Happiness. For once in his life, he did something right. Something for the better instead of worse. It gave him a warm feeling inside. It didn't even matter if no one recognized his feat, as long as he knew.
Draco wondered what would happen with Robbie now. He knew that Robbie's mother would never come back. If he could change that fact, Draco would have done it. It felt right to want to make this boy happy. Perhaps he wanted Robbie to have a different kind of upbringing than he had.
As a young child, he had craved for a little attention, a little emotion…a little love. But in the Malfoy household, all three things were out of the question. It was a sign of weakness to show feelings. At first, Draco didn't seem to care. How could you miss something you never had? But after, he had always had a longing for it.
Draco's gaze traveled over Ginny. Her hand-me-down robes, her second- hand books. How does she live in such primitive conditions? How was it that she could be happy when she didn't have the money to spend? In reality, Draco knew. She had parents who loved her.
It may seem as if Draco was happy. He had money, power and he always, for the most part, got what he wanted. But no one had ever been there for him to share all this with. With money, he could buy anything he wanted, but who was there to marvel with him? With the little bit of power he had, who was there to stand beside him, cheering him on? As for getting everything he wanted, he was never satisfied because he knew, deep in his heart, what he wanted was impossible for anyone to give him unless of free will.
What Draco desired more than anything else in the world, was to be needed. No, not to be loved, that might have been asking for too much. But to be needed was different, to be able to know that someone somewhere, relied on him for something special.
And today, for the first time, without realizing it, Robbie had granted Draco's wish. He might never admit this to anyone, but he would always be grateful for it. Even if it might end now, Draco now knew how it felt like to be needed, to be wanted.
It took Draco awhile to notice that Ginny was staring at him. He didn't feel her gaze until she made a noise. He looked up and their gaze met for a while before she quickly looked away. Draco wondered what that was about.
No one was speaking and the only sounds were of the happy reunion between a boy and his dog. Finally, as if just noticing the silence surrounding him, Robbie looked up at the faces of those watching him. Still carrying the puppy, Robbie quietly walked over to Draco and slipped his small hand into the bigger one of Draco's.
For Draco, the silence was lengthy and deafening. Unable to endure it any longer, Draco cleared his throat and spoke to Dumbledore.
"Umm…I found Robbie outside and he wanted to talk to you."
"Yes, I thought as much, you can leave him here with me."
Reluctantly, Draco let go of Robbie's hand and handed him over to the headmaster.
"I suggest you both go on to lunch. I'll inform you later on what we'll do with young Robert here."
And so, Ginny and Draco found themselves alone in the hallway.
"I guess we should go then."
Draco agreed and both walked back the way they came. Upon entering the Great Hall together, the noise died down for a second as people watched. And just as quickly, the chatter resumed, conversation now ripe with rumors.
Draco gave Ginny a look before turning towards the Slytherin table. As he walked past the various tables, he caught snippets of conversations.
"I thought Malfoy hated the Weasleys…"
"Why was Ginny with that…"
"I think there's something going on between those two…"
"Did you see how both their robes are…shall we say, less than neat?"
Draco quickly looked down at his robes and found it to be true. As he straightened them, he glanced back at Ginny who seemed to have come to the same conclusion and was straightening her own robes before lifting her head defiantly. She walked through the Hall to her table as if she couldn't hear a thing. Draco almost winced when he had Ginny's brother yell at her.
Turning back to his own table, Draco walked coolly to his seat and sat down. Ignoring the looks of his housemates, he helped himself to some lunch.
After lunch, much of the tension at lunch had passed. But not without a row between Draco and Ron. Ron seemed to have a silly little idea that Draco had done something to his little sister.
Draco smirked. Not unlike the rest of the school.
Rounding a corner, he noticed Pansy and her group of followers (None of them actually liked her but pretends otherwise as Pansy was not one to go against. It reminded Draco of his friends.) crowded around some unfortunate student, Draco suspected.
"So how did you enjoy your little rendezvous with Draco, Muggle- lover?"
"Why? I thought you've had these little escapades of your own, or were they all lies?"
This caught Draco's attention, moving closer, he recognized the 'unfortunate student' as Ginny Weasley. And Pansy, no doubt, was going to or, Draco thought amusedly, attempting to give Ginny hell for what she had supposedly done to what Pansy has marked as hers.
Apparently, Pansy's followers were more for show than their brains, as they stood there watching Pansy for her reply.
"You've sunk lower than I thought."
"Why Pansy, shouldn't you be saying that to your precious Draco? He is the one who thinks himself so above me; so obviously, he's the one who's sunk low. But I guess there wasn't anyone of higher class to keep him."
As amusing as this was, having Ginny insult him wasn't something pleasant. Stepping up behind the group, he cleared his throat. Pansy whirled around in surprise but upon seeing him, she plastered on a fake grin.
"Oh, hi Draco. We were just introducing ourselves to your new friend, weren't we, girls?"
Pansy's group monotonously gave a standard reply and high-tailed it out of there, knowing full well that although Pansy was not one to mess with, Draco was a hundred times worst.
"That included a little side dish of insults, did it?"
Pansy flushed, realizing that Draco had seen part, if not all, of the events that had happened. Draco smirked as he watched Pansy search for an appropriate answer.
"Pansy, if you don't mind, Ginny and I have to go for a chat," drawled Draco, as he waved a hand, motioning for her to go.
Watching Pansy's retreating back, Ginny seemed to relax.
"Heart beating fast, huh? You haven't even thanked me for saving you from getting beat-up."
Ginny gave Draco a look, as if to tell him to shut up, "You know, Draco, I could have handled myself there, you shouldn't judge me by my size."
And indeed her looks disguised what lay within. Her auburn hair waved down her back like untamable fire, her brown eyes like liquid chocolate. Although she was sixteen, she only stood at 5"3 (A.N.: Which is probably how tall I'll be at the most when I get to that age.). There seemed to be an air around her that gave you an urge to protect her.
"Oh, and Draco," Ginny said before she walked away, "Your robes are on fire."
Sure enough, as Draco looked down, the hem of his robes was smoldering away. Quickly dousing it with a small water spell, Draco stared at the spot where Ginny had been. Did she have the same powers as he did?
Protection,
Keeping you safe.
Care,
Watching over you.
Understanding,
Helping you through problems.
And most importantly,
Love,
A helpful guide on your way through life.
Finally, dinnertime neared and students began to drift towards the Great Hall. As students sat at their respective tables, Professor Dumbledore walked in through the large double doors. Following behind Dumbledore timidly was Robbie, still clutching his puppy. He looked around and Ginny gave him an encouraging smile when his gaze fell on her.
In Dumbledore's hand was the Sorting Hat. All the students quieted and all turned to watch. Stopping in front of the students, Dumbledore looked at the sea of faces before smiling cheerfully and began a speech.
"Due to circumstances beyond our control, Robert…" Dumbledore paused when Robbie pulled on his robes. He leaned down so Robbie was able to whisper in his ear. Smiling, Dumbledore nodded at the boy and turned back to the crowd.
"Robert would like you all to call him Robbie. He will be staying with us for the rest of the year. And because Robbie is so much younger than all of you, I expect all of you to take care of him. Now, he will need to be sorted into a house…" Again, Robbie interrupted by pulling on Dumbledore's robes. Yet again, he whispered into Dumbledore's ears.
Clearing his throat, Dumbledore stood and smiled, " Robbie requests that Draco Malfoy and Ginny Weasley accompany him through the Sorting."
Flushing red, Ginny slowly got up, ignoring the looks that others were giving her. Walking as quickly as possible, Ginny went to stand next to Robbie, who immediately beckoned Ginny to lean down.
"I'm scared," Robbie told her in a low whisper that held a slight wobble. Ginny smiled at him and tried to comfort but he didn't seem to believe her.
"Will you hold my hand?"
"Of course."
Draco came up to them just as Ginny straightened. Ginny noticed that without asking, Robbie immediately took Draco's hand and in response, Draco gave him a soft smile.
"Alright, Robbie, I'm just going to put this hat on your head. It might start talking to you but don't be afraid of it."
Giving Dumbledore a slight nod, Robbie closed his eyes and Dumbledore placed the Sorting Hat on Robbie's head. The Hat slipped down right past his head. Both fearing that Robbie might not be able to breathe under there; Ginny and Draco both went to push the Hat back. Ginny's free hand got there first, and Draco's hand touched hers. Quickly snatching his hand back, Draco looked down, unable to meet Ginny's eyes. Ginny cheeks began to turn pink as she pushed the Hat back on Robbie's head, allowing him more oxygen intake.
= ~ * ~ = Robbie's Sorting = ~ * ~ =
"Ah, Robert, it's nice to meet you. You're quite interesting, aren't you? It's going to be a tough decision; sorting you into a specific house."
"Why?"
"You don't have to pretend in your thoughts. I know why you're here. You know, you don't even have to be here. Prophecies usually go through."
"This time it might be different. This time, it has to work or…well, let's just say, you won't be getting any other students to sort."
"Is it that serious? Won't Harry Potter be able to fix it?"
"This time, Harry can't be the hero. He may be able to stop Voldemort for a while but he always comes back. We want him to go away forever and Harry Potter won't be able to do it."
"I can tell your skills are very good. I'm sure your ancestors would be proud. Perhaps not Morgan Lafaye though…she was on the side of evil."
"Well, I guess I take after Merlin then."
At this point, the Sorting Hat would have been able to smile if it could, "Alright, where do you want to be sorted? I don't want to make a mistake for the first time."
"Slytherin. I need to watch Draco."
"I can understand why. SLYTHERIN it is. Good luck!"
And for the first time in history, the Sorting Hat placed a person in a house where they might not belong.
= ~ * ~ = End of Sorting = ~ * ~ =
This was possibly the most embarrassing experience in his life. Draco stood in front of the entire student body holding a four-year-old's hand. That wasn't so bad. It felt right to be sharing this experience with Robbie. The embarrassing thing was the whispers and looks he was getting. He could even hear them from here. Everyone were already fabricating different stories about the three joined people; Draco, Ginny and Robbie.
Trying really hard to keep up his uncaring mask, Draco looked around at the different expressions on the sea of faces, wondering why Robbie's sorting seemed to take so long. Everyone's faces looked quite humorous. The Gryffindors were all glaring at Draco as if everything was his fault. Ginny's brother, Ron, seemed to be at a loss of words, although obviously angry at Draco. The Hufflepuffs, although most loyal, seemed to be the most gossipy. All of them were whispering among themselves and glanced up to look in their direction, once in a while. The Ravenclaws were trying to discreetly stare at them as they made silent observations. The Slytherins, however, were expressing their feelings right out. Draco could see the mixture of amusement and disgust at the sight of Draco holding Robbie's hand. He knew they weren't fond of kids. He wasn't either until recently.
"SLYTHERIN," the Hat yelled, startling Draco from his thoughts. Ginny helped Robbie out of the Sorting Hat and after handing it to Professor Dumbledore, she whispered a good-bye to Robbie, leaving the two Slytherins to stand alone in front of the crowd.
Draco and Robbie walked, well, Draco walked, and Robbie skipped happily behind Draco, happy to be with his saviour.
And so, another year at Hogwarts began, this time; it wasn't Harry Potter who caused a stir. Draco Malfoy and Ginny Weasley were now the center of attention, along with the mysterious Robert Merlin Lafaye. An interesting year could be seen ahead, everyone could see this, Seer or not.
Author's Note: Sorry this took so long! I tried my best to finish it before the holidays but if the words won't come, it just wouldn't work. If anyone is still wondering about the other couples, I'm afraid I won't mention them much, if there is any mention of other couples at all. It's not that there won't be couples, it's just that this story focuses on three people; Draco, Ginny and my ever favorite, Robbie. If you want a story that deals with tons of relationships, just wait, I'm going to write one as soon as I map up all the complicated things. I'm going to put love triangles to shame…maybe. Anyways, I hoped you liked this chapter, please review!
Review Responses:
LilyAwl: I'm guessing this wasn't soon enough. Anyway, as for your fic, I don't think I've gotten around to reading it yet, sorry, but I'll try.
Golden Phoenix: Thanks for reviewing.
Ronald J. Whalen: Sorry if I'm going to disappoint you but I've thought about it and frankly, I don't think I'M mature enough to write those mature parts I indicated. So basically, they mostly hint things but I doubt I'm going to write any scenes. Just telling you before hand.
Shadowboxer: Thanks! I'm just trying to update more often nowadays.
And to people who read and don't review: I promise to try and update sooner. And one question, why don't you leave a review?!?