((Angelika: Glad you like the pic:). And you're right - they *are* good
together.
PS, Amusing as it might be, don't forget that Ginny knows her brothers quite well, and isn't likely to get pet food from them ~_*
Dracos Gal: I'm hurrying, I'm hurrying;)
Ri: Thank you so much for reading:)
RoseBookends: Eep! I'd better write fast, then;). Oh, and I'm glad you liked 'I Do or Die'. I'm not really planning to add more to that, but I might if I get a good idea for a new chapter. (Btw, you're reading 'My Life As a House Elf' too? I like that one ~_~)
Alexandria: We'll just have to wait and see ~_*))
Disclaimer: You guessed it - not mine.
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Ginny leaned back slightly, her back sinking into the plush velvet seat of the now-familiar emerald limousine that the Ministry had sent for them. Silver had hidden in her book bag, and she stroked him gently through the fabric as she looked out the side window. Watching how deftly the limo wove through the oblivious Muggle traffic never ceased to amuse her. Almost before she knew it, they came to a stop in front of King's Cross. The driver pressed their luggage into their hands, then was off again, speeding out of sight almost immediately.
"Come on, then," called her mother, halfway to the arched entrance. Hurriedly, Ginny and the others followed, each grabbing a trolley as they passed by them, and swinging the suitcases on top. Ginny, however, kept her book bag firmly in hand, trying to keep her pace fairly steady. They passed the platforms, one by one, before stopping finally at the seemingly solid wall between nine and ten. At a nod from her mother, Fred and George ran for it, ducking behind a crowd of Muggles to keep their sudden disappearance hidden. Harry, Ron, and Hermione followed, using the same trick.
"Go on, Ginny dear," her father told her. Since her first year, when Harry and Ron had been left behind, her parents had insisted on going through the wall last. She took a firm grip on her trolley, poised to run, when a sudden movement made her look down. Silver had poked his head out of the bag. Ginny sighed. What a time for him to get over his shyness! With a shake of her head, she put her free hand over the bag, keeping the rest of him inside, and bolted.
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Instinctively, Draco braced his back against her hand, keeping him from flying out of the bag. He'd wanted to have a look about as soon as the Trio had gone, but he hadn't expected Ginny to be next in line. But, luckily, he stayed in place, and they passed through the wall as smoothly as always. Ginny looked down at him, concerned, but he had spotted Potter a few feet away, and ducked down once more. He heard her sigh, then they were moving again.
"Have a good term, Ginny," Mrs. Weasley called out. Ginny stopped, the bag swinging as she turned slightly.
"Bye, Mum, dad!"
With that, they turned once again, and he felt them going upwards. The noise level suddenly dropped a bit. They were aboard the Hogwarts Express.
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PS, Amusing as it might be, don't forget that Ginny knows her brothers quite well, and isn't likely to get pet food from them ~_*
Dracos Gal: I'm hurrying, I'm hurrying;)
Ri: Thank you so much for reading:)
RoseBookends: Eep! I'd better write fast, then;). Oh, and I'm glad you liked 'I Do or Die'. I'm not really planning to add more to that, but I might if I get a good idea for a new chapter. (Btw, you're reading 'My Life As a House Elf' too? I like that one ~_~)
Alexandria: We'll just have to wait and see ~_*))
Disclaimer: You guessed it - not mine.
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Ginny leaned back slightly, her back sinking into the plush velvet seat of the now-familiar emerald limousine that the Ministry had sent for them. Silver had hidden in her book bag, and she stroked him gently through the fabric as she looked out the side window. Watching how deftly the limo wove through the oblivious Muggle traffic never ceased to amuse her. Almost before she knew it, they came to a stop in front of King's Cross. The driver pressed their luggage into their hands, then was off again, speeding out of sight almost immediately.
"Come on, then," called her mother, halfway to the arched entrance. Hurriedly, Ginny and the others followed, each grabbing a trolley as they passed by them, and swinging the suitcases on top. Ginny, however, kept her book bag firmly in hand, trying to keep her pace fairly steady. They passed the platforms, one by one, before stopping finally at the seemingly solid wall between nine and ten. At a nod from her mother, Fred and George ran for it, ducking behind a crowd of Muggles to keep their sudden disappearance hidden. Harry, Ron, and Hermione followed, using the same trick.
"Go on, Ginny dear," her father told her. Since her first year, when Harry and Ron had been left behind, her parents had insisted on going through the wall last. She took a firm grip on her trolley, poised to run, when a sudden movement made her look down. Silver had poked his head out of the bag. Ginny sighed. What a time for him to get over his shyness! With a shake of her head, she put her free hand over the bag, keeping the rest of him inside, and bolted.
~*~*~*~*~*~
/\_/\_/\_/\_/\
Instinctively, Draco braced his back against her hand, keeping him from flying out of the bag. He'd wanted to have a look about as soon as the Trio had gone, but he hadn't expected Ginny to be next in line. But, luckily, he stayed in place, and they passed through the wall as smoothly as always. Ginny looked down at him, concerned, but he had spotted Potter a few feet away, and ducked down once more. He heard her sigh, then they were moving again.
"Have a good term, Ginny," Mrs. Weasley called out. Ginny stopped, the bag swinging as she turned slightly.
"Bye, Mum, dad!"
With that, they turned once again, and he felt them going upwards. The noise level suddenly dropped a bit. They were aboard the Hogwarts Express.
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