Beautiful Stranger
Credits to; my beta reader, Catia Royce
Chapter Thirteen: She Said...?
"Well, we'll be talking about this for years now," Ginny spoke, breaking the ice. Couches were plopped down in various places of the room, and several people chose random spots to sit down at.
The whole Weasley clan had already arrived, complete with Hermione and Ginny's daughter. However, Ginny's parents had not arrived yet. Candles were dimly lit across hard tables and chairs, and clutched in people's fingers. The storm had not survived yet, for the ripples of water thundered across the sky, the bashing sounds of trees leaving everyone wincing.
"We're home!" a voice spoke out into the darkness. Nearly everyone jumped in surprise, and there was a sudden spoken words of a spell. Light endowed the room all over. Mrs.Weasley and Mr.Weasley had arrived, Mr.Weasley was harshly coughing.
"Quite a storm out there; you should say- wait, what are you all doing here?" Mrs.Weasley had obviously noticed that her whole family was traited among some people she had never seen in her life.
"Mum!" a voice cried out.
Everyone turned to their right, Ginny was the one that had spoken out.
Mrs.Weasley stood perfectly still, her mouth open in a huge gape of shock. Eyebrows raised, Mrs.Weasley clutched her sides.
"Molly?" Mr.Weasley frantically whispered. 'Molly' didn't answer. She heaved herself as if she would faint any second until a strangled choking noise escaped her lips at last.
"Ginny!" she cried out, and immediatley burst into tears.
"Mommy!" Ginny screamed; forgetting that she was an adult, she ran toward her mother and collapsed in her arms, sobbing.
Draco found himself fighting back a chuckle.
*~*~*~
The night was a rather festive; the Weasleys found themselves telling mirthless stories about their whole lives. Ginny faintly admitted that she had staged her own suicide. Everyone was rather silent, patting her shoulder.
That is when Fred noticed Draco sitting next to her.
"So, how are you and Hermione doing?"
Everyone silenced and their eyes caught on Hermione, who was sitting in the corner of the rug, shivering slightly with an old blanket. Her eyes were dotted with small tinges of fear.
"If you will excuse me," she finally said.
"I am going to go find Harry," she said.
"Don't forget your coat, dear!" Mrs.Weasley called.
The back of Hermione's neck nodded slightly as she pulled a large cloak over her shoulders.
The slamming of the door sounded, a strange combination to mix with the rolling thunder across the sky.
*~*~*~
"Mum, I'd like you to meet someone," Ginny vaguely said, clearing her throat nervously.
Mrs.Weasley got up from the armchair she had been sitting on.
"This is," Ginny took her daughter's hand and led her to her Grandmother, "Jessica." she plainly finished.
Molly Weasley's eyes lightened up as she saw the smaller version of her own daughter. Jessica was a small girl at the age of 12, with small curls of red flowing down her shoulders. Her eyelashes were fluffy and small, her beady eyes swarmed around gleamingly. And her nose resembled-- Malfoy's?
"Actually, it's Lavriginie Jessica Weasley-Malfoy." Jessica finished approvingly.
There was a gasp from Ginny's redheaded brothers as she said this.
Mrs.Weasley's eyes narrowed toward Draco's slowly but then she smiled at Jessica.
"What a nice long name you have there," Molly said kindly, shaking Jessica's hand firmly.
"Maybe we should make it just Malfoy." Draco finally spoke up.
Everyone turned their heads toward him; many of the Weasleys were glaring menancingly at him.
"What the hell are you implying!" Ron yelled suddenly.
"RON!" Molly Weasley scowled.
Ron melted under his mother's angry gaze.
Draco smirked slightly.
"I know this is kind of messed up; with me and Hermione married and all but- "
He stopped in midsentence.
He sat down on the floor, promptly on one knee.
Ginny could only gasp.
"Ginny Weasley, will you marry me?"
*** OMG!! THAT SUCKED BIG TIME!! I am sooo sorry, that was the most suckiest of all chapters (if suckiest is a word) and really, I don't mind if you guys don't review because I know that sucked. I'll try to make this story better.
Favorite Reviewers: Hpangel, G.Zan, DakotaDaquaice, hArYpOtRromAnCeGrL Big hugs to: Jaime, Anonymous (happy belated b-day), Minerva (sorry for making you wait, I should have given you a better chappie), pianoplayer502(thanks!! :D), Anamei Queen, Neni Potter, NimiBabe (thank you!!),Eclipse2003 (really? thought the name was kind of weird), Mz Kay (good luck!! Hope you get it; I am really tired of everyone thinking Kristen Kruek will play it.) Ditzy Spacecadets (I was just kidding :D), Emily (thanks for reviewing!!)
Much love, ~Court
Credits to; my beta reader, Catia Royce
Chapter Thirteen: She Said...?
"Well, we'll be talking about this for years now," Ginny spoke, breaking the ice. Couches were plopped down in various places of the room, and several people chose random spots to sit down at.
The whole Weasley clan had already arrived, complete with Hermione and Ginny's daughter. However, Ginny's parents had not arrived yet. Candles were dimly lit across hard tables and chairs, and clutched in people's fingers. The storm had not survived yet, for the ripples of water thundered across the sky, the bashing sounds of trees leaving everyone wincing.
"We're home!" a voice spoke out into the darkness. Nearly everyone jumped in surprise, and there was a sudden spoken words of a spell. Light endowed the room all over. Mrs.Weasley and Mr.Weasley had arrived, Mr.Weasley was harshly coughing.
"Quite a storm out there; you should say- wait, what are you all doing here?" Mrs.Weasley had obviously noticed that her whole family was traited among some people she had never seen in her life.
"Mum!" a voice cried out.
Everyone turned to their right, Ginny was the one that had spoken out.
Mrs.Weasley stood perfectly still, her mouth open in a huge gape of shock. Eyebrows raised, Mrs.Weasley clutched her sides.
"Molly?" Mr.Weasley frantically whispered. 'Molly' didn't answer. She heaved herself as if she would faint any second until a strangled choking noise escaped her lips at last.
"Ginny!" she cried out, and immediatley burst into tears.
"Mommy!" Ginny screamed; forgetting that she was an adult, she ran toward her mother and collapsed in her arms, sobbing.
Draco found himself fighting back a chuckle.
*~*~*~
The night was a rather festive; the Weasleys found themselves telling mirthless stories about their whole lives. Ginny faintly admitted that she had staged her own suicide. Everyone was rather silent, patting her shoulder.
That is when Fred noticed Draco sitting next to her.
"So, how are you and Hermione doing?"
Everyone silenced and their eyes caught on Hermione, who was sitting in the corner of the rug, shivering slightly with an old blanket. Her eyes were dotted with small tinges of fear.
"If you will excuse me," she finally said.
"I am going to go find Harry," she said.
"Don't forget your coat, dear!" Mrs.Weasley called.
The back of Hermione's neck nodded slightly as she pulled a large cloak over her shoulders.
The slamming of the door sounded, a strange combination to mix with the rolling thunder across the sky.
*~*~*~
"Mum, I'd like you to meet someone," Ginny vaguely said, clearing her throat nervously.
Mrs.Weasley got up from the armchair she had been sitting on.
"This is," Ginny took her daughter's hand and led her to her Grandmother, "Jessica." she plainly finished.
Molly Weasley's eyes lightened up as she saw the smaller version of her own daughter. Jessica was a small girl at the age of 12, with small curls of red flowing down her shoulders. Her eyelashes were fluffy and small, her beady eyes swarmed around gleamingly. And her nose resembled-- Malfoy's?
"Actually, it's Lavriginie Jessica Weasley-Malfoy." Jessica finished approvingly.
There was a gasp from Ginny's redheaded brothers as she said this.
Mrs.Weasley's eyes narrowed toward Draco's slowly but then she smiled at Jessica.
"What a nice long name you have there," Molly said kindly, shaking Jessica's hand firmly.
"Maybe we should make it just Malfoy." Draco finally spoke up.
Everyone turned their heads toward him; many of the Weasleys were glaring menancingly at him.
"What the hell are you implying!" Ron yelled suddenly.
"RON!" Molly Weasley scowled.
Ron melted under his mother's angry gaze.
Draco smirked slightly.
"I know this is kind of messed up; with me and Hermione married and all but- "
He stopped in midsentence.
He sat down on the floor, promptly on one knee.
Ginny could only gasp.
"Ginny Weasley, will you marry me?"
*** OMG!! THAT SUCKED BIG TIME!! I am sooo sorry, that was the most suckiest of all chapters (if suckiest is a word) and really, I don't mind if you guys don't review because I know that sucked. I'll try to make this story better.
Favorite Reviewers: Hpangel, G.Zan, DakotaDaquaice, hArYpOtRromAnCeGrL Big hugs to: Jaime, Anonymous (happy belated b-day), Minerva (sorry for making you wait, I should have given you a better chappie), pianoplayer502(thanks!! :D), Anamei Queen, Neni Potter, NimiBabe (thank you!!),Eclipse2003 (really? thought the name was kind of weird), Mz Kay (good luck!! Hope you get it; I am really tired of everyone thinking Kristen Kruek will play it.) Ditzy Spacecadets (I was just kidding :D), Emily (thanks for reviewing!!)
Much love, ~Court