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A/N: Ninth chappie finally up!
Chapter 9-
Ginny opened her eyes as she heard the bedroom door open. It was a strain to even move. She had refused to eat the food given to her, hoping she would make some sort of point. She didn't expect it to work, she just expected to be starving.
Ginny looked towards the door. Standing in the doorway was a tall, blonde woman. Ginny recognized her as Draco's mother. She didn't look much like Draco, but she had the same eyes as him. The same gray eyes...
"Ginny?" Mrs. Malfoy asked in a weak tone. "Lucius sent me in to fit you for your robes."
"Of course." Ginny said, standing up. "Thank you for, uh, taking time out of your schedule, Mrs. Malfoy."
Mrs. Malfoy smiled. "Please call me Narcissa."
Narcissa began taking Ginny's measurements. "This is a beautiful room." Ginny said, gazing around it again.
Ginny saw a weak smile form on Narcissa's lips. "Thank you. I designed it for Draco myself. It was a birthday present. His 12th birthday."
"You seem so different from Mr. Malfoy." Ginny said.
Narcissa's smile vanished. "I am. He had...different views on how to raise a child. I tried to teach Draco the right way. I tried to teach him that muggles are not be hated. I tried to teach him that we could learn things from them." The smile returned. "When his father was away, I would take him places. Muggle places. I took him to a playground, the zoo. I even taught him to ride a bicycle."
Narcissa laughed as Ginny smiled.
"I just don't understand," Ginny started. "why you would marry someone like him?"
Narcissa sighed. "For almost my whole life, I was poor Narcissa Parker, with the old robes, the used books, who only got by on her beauty. And then….Lucius came along. He said he wanted to marry me. So I jumped on the chance. And here I am, caught in this mess. The only thing from this marriage I'm glad about is Draco."
Narcissa stood up, finished with the measurements. She called the measurements into the air, and with a flick of her wand, the robe was there.
The robe appeared on the bed, folded up nicely. Narcissa started for the door. But she hesitated for a moment.
"Ginny." She said softly. "Please don't enjoy those robes to much." And then she was gone.
A/N: I know, it's short. Sorry. But please review.
A/N: Ninth chappie finally up!
Chapter 9-
Ginny opened her eyes as she heard the bedroom door open. It was a strain to even move. She had refused to eat the food given to her, hoping she would make some sort of point. She didn't expect it to work, she just expected to be starving.
Ginny looked towards the door. Standing in the doorway was a tall, blonde woman. Ginny recognized her as Draco's mother. She didn't look much like Draco, but she had the same eyes as him. The same gray eyes...
"Ginny?" Mrs. Malfoy asked in a weak tone. "Lucius sent me in to fit you for your robes."
"Of course." Ginny said, standing up. "Thank you for, uh, taking time out of your schedule, Mrs. Malfoy."
Mrs. Malfoy smiled. "Please call me Narcissa."
Narcissa began taking Ginny's measurements. "This is a beautiful room." Ginny said, gazing around it again.
Ginny saw a weak smile form on Narcissa's lips. "Thank you. I designed it for Draco myself. It was a birthday present. His 12th birthday."
"You seem so different from Mr. Malfoy." Ginny said.
Narcissa's smile vanished. "I am. He had...different views on how to raise a child. I tried to teach Draco the right way. I tried to teach him that muggles are not be hated. I tried to teach him that we could learn things from them." The smile returned. "When his father was away, I would take him places. Muggle places. I took him to a playground, the zoo. I even taught him to ride a bicycle."
Narcissa laughed as Ginny smiled.
"I just don't understand," Ginny started. "why you would marry someone like him?"
Narcissa sighed. "For almost my whole life, I was poor Narcissa Parker, with the old robes, the used books, who only got by on her beauty. And then….Lucius came along. He said he wanted to marry me. So I jumped on the chance. And here I am, caught in this mess. The only thing from this marriage I'm glad about is Draco."
Narcissa stood up, finished with the measurements. She called the measurements into the air, and with a flick of her wand, the robe was there.
The robe appeared on the bed, folded up nicely. Narcissa started for the door. But she hesitated for a moment.
"Ginny." She said softly. "Please don't enjoy those robes to much." And then she was gone.
A/N: I know, it's short. Sorry. But please review.