It Depends on the Weather
Disclaimer : I'm one of those "pitiful" writers who can't come up with their own characters, so Draco, Ginny, and the rest of the Harry Potter Co. Belong to J. K. Rowling.
Authors Note: The following story was typed while listening to show tunes…I don't listen to show tunes on a regular basis, and I'm not sure where this story is going… It starts out as an extremely typical D\G story…there will be some twists eventually. For now let's call it a test run….
Chapter 1
Ginny's broken heart
He watched her from a small grove near the lake as she scampered down the hill from the ornate doors of the Great Hall. He smiled very slightly in spite of himself. She was beautiful, running towards him, her flaming red hair flying behind her, the bright early September giving her natural highlights…
Draco blinked hard, pushing his silver blond hair out of his eyes. Now was not the time to be swept away by the untamed beauty of Ginny Weasley. Oh God, of all times this was not the time. Calm. Be calm. Be nice. Don't do anything rash.
"You wanted to see me Draco?" Ginny asked sweetly, looking up at him out of her innocent brown eyes.
No. Thought Draco contritely…I've been hoping you wouldn't be able to make it. Why didn't you have plans? Every other fifth year girl in the school is in Hogsmeade for their first weekend off since school started, and you're here, no doubt hoping for a picnic!
"Uh…Draco?" Ginny repeated curiously, waving her hand in front of his steely gray eyes, which were currently far away looking and had an almost glassy look to them. "Draaaco?"
Draco shook his head. She was here, and this had to be done. Probably better he did it now, she could start out the new school year…unattached.
"Yeah Ginny… I wanted to see you…we….uh…need to talk."
Ginny sat down on the grass at his feet and looked up at the Slytherin who had been her boyfriend since early last year. "Okay…talk."
Draco pushed his hair out of his eyes again. "GinnyI'mbreakingupwithyoupleasejustgoawayanddon'taskwhy!" He muttered in one breath.
Ginny gaped at him. She wasn't positive of what he had just said, but something in his voice reminded him of the coldhearted boy she had feared as a child. "In..English…please…" she said, her voice trembling.
Draco sighed, and then repeated his past sentence. He watched a shadow fall across her face, and dark, hurt, sorrowful cloud that seemed to block out the bright sun that surrounded the couple. He pretended not to notice. "Are you gonna go Ginny? Or should I?"
"Shut up-Malfoy." Ginny hissed in a whisper as her face began to crumple. She turned and ran from him, back towards the Great Hall. Had she been looking back from the very beginning, she might have noticed that his lip trembled ever-so-slightly as she ran away from him. By the time she managed to chance one last look back at him, any trace of sadness on his face had been replaced by his trademark sneer. "Hmmph!" said Ginny tearfully. She let the massive double doors slam behind her.
Draco stood in the grove, which now seemed a lot darker. He uncrumpled a ripped and tattered note, and reread it for the thousandth time since it had been delivered by a silver and black owl a few hours ago. A green, silver and gold ribbon had tied the pale parchment at first, but that ornament lay long abandoned on the floor of the Great Hall.
Draco
This silliness with the Weasley Girl has gone on long enough. Break it off now, or face the consequences. Your mother and I are looking forward to this Halloween, as I'm sure you are as well. I'm sure you'll make your father proud.
Lucius Malfoy
Just what I always wanted. Draco grumbled as he finally headed back to the castle. To make my father proud. He recrumpled the note into a ball, feeling fury dance inside of him. With one definite movement, not even looking back over his shoulder, he lobbed the note into the lake. He had done what he absolutely had to. Now he was through.
*And that's chapter one. It's not very good; it's just a little ditty to try out my account. I swear it will get better, and if you have any suggestions, PLEASE review and let me know! If you don't want to wait for an improvement, send me a plot line! I aim to please and would be happy to give you practically any plot line you ask for. REVIEW! *
Disclaimer : I'm one of those "pitiful" writers who can't come up with their own characters, so Draco, Ginny, and the rest of the Harry Potter Co. Belong to J. K. Rowling.
Authors Note: The following story was typed while listening to show tunes…I don't listen to show tunes on a regular basis, and I'm not sure where this story is going… It starts out as an extremely typical D\G story…there will be some twists eventually. For now let's call it a test run….
Chapter 1
Ginny's broken heart
He watched her from a small grove near the lake as she scampered down the hill from the ornate doors of the Great Hall. He smiled very slightly in spite of himself. She was beautiful, running towards him, her flaming red hair flying behind her, the bright early September giving her natural highlights…
Draco blinked hard, pushing his silver blond hair out of his eyes. Now was not the time to be swept away by the untamed beauty of Ginny Weasley. Oh God, of all times this was not the time. Calm. Be calm. Be nice. Don't do anything rash.
"You wanted to see me Draco?" Ginny asked sweetly, looking up at him out of her innocent brown eyes.
No. Thought Draco contritely…I've been hoping you wouldn't be able to make it. Why didn't you have plans? Every other fifth year girl in the school is in Hogsmeade for their first weekend off since school started, and you're here, no doubt hoping for a picnic!
"Uh…Draco?" Ginny repeated curiously, waving her hand in front of his steely gray eyes, which were currently far away looking and had an almost glassy look to them. "Draaaco?"
Draco shook his head. She was here, and this had to be done. Probably better he did it now, she could start out the new school year…unattached.
"Yeah Ginny… I wanted to see you…we….uh…need to talk."
Ginny sat down on the grass at his feet and looked up at the Slytherin who had been her boyfriend since early last year. "Okay…talk."
Draco pushed his hair out of his eyes again. "GinnyI'mbreakingupwithyoupleasejustgoawayanddon'taskwhy!" He muttered in one breath.
Ginny gaped at him. She wasn't positive of what he had just said, but something in his voice reminded him of the coldhearted boy she had feared as a child. "In..English…please…" she said, her voice trembling.
Draco sighed, and then repeated his past sentence. He watched a shadow fall across her face, and dark, hurt, sorrowful cloud that seemed to block out the bright sun that surrounded the couple. He pretended not to notice. "Are you gonna go Ginny? Or should I?"
"Shut up-Malfoy." Ginny hissed in a whisper as her face began to crumple. She turned and ran from him, back towards the Great Hall. Had she been looking back from the very beginning, she might have noticed that his lip trembled ever-so-slightly as she ran away from him. By the time she managed to chance one last look back at him, any trace of sadness on his face had been replaced by his trademark sneer. "Hmmph!" said Ginny tearfully. She let the massive double doors slam behind her.
Draco stood in the grove, which now seemed a lot darker. He uncrumpled a ripped and tattered note, and reread it for the thousandth time since it had been delivered by a silver and black owl a few hours ago. A green, silver and gold ribbon had tied the pale parchment at first, but that ornament lay long abandoned on the floor of the Great Hall.
Draco
This silliness with the Weasley Girl has gone on long enough. Break it off now, or face the consequences. Your mother and I are looking forward to this Halloween, as I'm sure you are as well. I'm sure you'll make your father proud.
Lucius Malfoy
Just what I always wanted. Draco grumbled as he finally headed back to the castle. To make my father proud. He recrumpled the note into a ball, feeling fury dance inside of him. With one definite movement, not even looking back over his shoulder, he lobbed the note into the lake. He had done what he absolutely had to. Now he was through.
*And that's chapter one. It's not very good; it's just a little ditty to try out my account. I swear it will get better, and if you have any suggestions, PLEASE review and let me know! If you don't want to wait for an improvement, send me a plot line! I aim to please and would be happy to give you practically any plot line you ask for. REVIEW! *