Chapter 2 Draco's
Revenge
You like me!! You really like me!!! I just want to say thanks to a few of my very first reviewer for their kind words; Pseudonym Sylphmuse, Dracos gal, Seara, Dark225unknown, Crystal, mysterywriter. Thank you all.
Oh my gosh!!! I'm so proud!! I wrote another chapter!! *Breaks out in to the chicken dance* this is a first for me. I'm so glad that people liked my first chapter. The fact that I got 2 reviews like in 15 minutes of posting it helped, so I sat down and wrote the next chapter, I hope you like this one too.
Disclaimer: Once again, I own nothing, but I realize this is a good thing. The more I thought about it, the more I realized that there would be no story at all! I write fanfiction because I can't think of my own ideas, well, except for bird talk, but that's a whole different story, literally.
Summery: Same story, so in turn, same summery =)
Not even an hour had past by from when Draco arrived on the Weasley's doorstep when Mrs. Weasley arrived in the doorway of Ginny's room.
"Draco dear, you should really get some rest. Here come along with me, I'll go and get you some clothes and find a room to say in." She said with a wave of her hand. "And don't worry about a thing, you're welcome here for as long as you would like."
"Thank you Mrs. Weasley," Draco said softly. "I guess you heard everything then?"
"Yes, not to ease-drop or anything, but I can never be too careful when a boy is here to see my Ginny you know, especially when it's a Malfoy." She explained.
"Yeah, I suppose so." Draco smirked.
"Come on, follow me. Oh and, Ginny, everyone is making their way down to breakfast, best you do the same if you want something to eat."
"Okay Mum," Ginny replied. "Should I tell that Draco is here and all, or should you?"
"You might want to wait for me, so you'll at least have a chance to explain why he's here." Mrs. Weasley said with a smile.
"Good idea," Ginny said as she made her way down the stairs. "Sleep well Draco."
"Hope you live through breakfast Ginny." Draco said with a laugh.
"Oh Draco, if you wake up to the sound of any male voice in your room, run. It will be one of my dear brothers with a nice sharp welcoming committee for you." Ginny said in all sincerity.
"How reassuring." He said with a small crack in his voice.
Ginny continued down the stairs lightly chuckling until it dawned on her what she was about to say to the people waiting down there. This is not going to be fun, not any fun at all. Ginny said to herself.
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"Mornin' Gin." Fred Weasley, one of Ginny's many older brothers, said as he spotted her coming down the stairs. "Wow, you don't look so good, you feeling okay?"
"Oh yeah! Don't worry about a thing! I'm an A-Okay." Ginny replied. Great, now everyone will know something is up, I'm never, I repeat never that perky in the morning. She sat in her seat and waited for the worst, but it never came, thankfully. She began to pick at her food but stopped instantly when she heard one of her other brothers say it.
"Morning Mum." Fred said.
Who does stupid Fred think he is, the freaking Weasley welcoming committee? Ginny said and kept going silently cursing her brother until she heard her mother take her seat at the end of the table.
"Everyone. Excuse me everyone, I have a small announcement to make." Mrs. Weasley bellowed as she attempted to get her families attention.
Oh yes Mum, quite small, Ginny sat thinking to herself. What else do you consider a small announcement? Yes everyone, Voldamort died today, but please, let's not make a fuss, for it's just a small piece of news, but did you hear about the new type to string that came out last Fri. Oh no, here it comes. My doom.
"Everyone, we have a guest that will be staying with us for a bit. But please, try to make an effort to be extra nice to him, his parents died just last night, and he didn't know where else to go. But it turns out he is quite good friends with your sister, so he asked if he could stay here for a while. He felt this was a safe place for him, let's try and keep it that way, shall we?" Mrs. Weasley said, hoping it all came out sounding okay.
"Sure Mum, but who is it?" Ron Weasley asked.
"I don't think I'm the one that should be telling you that, I'll leave that pleasure to Ginny." Mrs. Weasley announced with a loving however evil smile.
Oh great, thanks a lot Mum. Well, no reason to beat round the bush, here it goes. "Draco." She said as calmly as she could muster.
For the first time in her memory her whole family was silent. It was almost eerie it was so quiet.
Maybe I should say something. She thought to herself, sense she felt she should break the silence, but thought better of it. Almost at once there was a sudden clatter of forks and her dad started to choke. I'm going to die. The only words entering her head at the time.
"Malfoy.???" Ginny's Dad, Mr. Weasley managed to sputter out while choking on a piece of toast.
"Yeah." Ginny said. Oh great, now they are going to think Draco brainwashed me or something. Yeah Dad? What? Oh, the Malfoy's are your sworn enemy? I had no idea!!
"Please tell me you're kidding. You can't be serious." Fred said.
"Yeah! And sense when have you two became 'quite good friends'"? Ron questioned, his eyes showing rage.
"Okay guys, calm down! It's just a guy." Ginny said as she got cut off.
"Calm down?! JUST a guy!? You have to be joking! It's bloody Malfoy for Gods sake!" Ron sputtered out, almost losing it.
"I've been friends with him for almost two years now! I think I know him a bit better then you do Ron! Now if you all let me talk for more then ten seconds, I'll try to explain some things to you all. Okay?" Ginny yelled over her brothers and her father's ranting.
As they all settled down, Ginny began to speak. She explained how they had first really meet in the library and how they would meet in back every few days and talk. She explained how she enjoyed being in his company and how she hoped they would understand all of this and calm down about him being a Malfoy. ".and just because he has the Malfoy name, doesn't mean he is exactly like them." She ended, quite pleased with herself and her speech.
"Well put Ginny." Mrs. Weasley said after her daughter ended.
"Well put indeed Ginny, I couldn't have said it myself." Said the hansom seventeen-year-old blond boy from the bottom of the staircase.
"Thanks Mum, and you too Draco." Ginny replied. As she said that, the men at the table finally comprehended who was talking, and Draco Malfoy met the eyes of seven quite angry redheaded men.
"Ginny, is this one of the times I should be running for my life?" Draco said with widened eyes and a bit of fear in his voice, he stood in question.
Well I hope you all liked this chapter. And just for a heads up, the next chapter might be a bit. School is back in, and truth be told, I'm kinda out of ideas. =( But never fear, I'll think of something. Don't forget to review (but please be kind).
Now, for some words of wisdom from Kaitlin Scott
Santa Claus has the right idea - visit people only once a year.
Always be sincere, even if you don't mean it.
It is always the best policy to tell the truth, unless of course you happen to be an exceptionally good liar.
You like me!! You really like me!!! I just want to say thanks to a few of my very first reviewer for their kind words; Pseudonym Sylphmuse, Dracos gal, Seara, Dark225unknown, Crystal, mysterywriter. Thank you all.
Oh my gosh!!! I'm so proud!! I wrote another chapter!! *Breaks out in to the chicken dance* this is a first for me. I'm so glad that people liked my first chapter. The fact that I got 2 reviews like in 15 minutes of posting it helped, so I sat down and wrote the next chapter, I hope you like this one too.
Disclaimer: Once again, I own nothing, but I realize this is a good thing. The more I thought about it, the more I realized that there would be no story at all! I write fanfiction because I can't think of my own ideas, well, except for bird talk, but that's a whole different story, literally.
Summery: Same story, so in turn, same summery =)
Not even an hour had past by from when Draco arrived on the Weasley's doorstep when Mrs. Weasley arrived in the doorway of Ginny's room.
"Draco dear, you should really get some rest. Here come along with me, I'll go and get you some clothes and find a room to say in." She said with a wave of her hand. "And don't worry about a thing, you're welcome here for as long as you would like."
"Thank you Mrs. Weasley," Draco said softly. "I guess you heard everything then?"
"Yes, not to ease-drop or anything, but I can never be too careful when a boy is here to see my Ginny you know, especially when it's a Malfoy." She explained.
"Yeah, I suppose so." Draco smirked.
"Come on, follow me. Oh and, Ginny, everyone is making their way down to breakfast, best you do the same if you want something to eat."
"Okay Mum," Ginny replied. "Should I tell that Draco is here and all, or should you?"
"You might want to wait for me, so you'll at least have a chance to explain why he's here." Mrs. Weasley said with a smile.
"Good idea," Ginny said as she made her way down the stairs. "Sleep well Draco."
"Hope you live through breakfast Ginny." Draco said with a laugh.
"Oh Draco, if you wake up to the sound of any male voice in your room, run. It will be one of my dear brothers with a nice sharp welcoming committee for you." Ginny said in all sincerity.
"How reassuring." He said with a small crack in his voice.
Ginny continued down the stairs lightly chuckling until it dawned on her what she was about to say to the people waiting down there. This is not going to be fun, not any fun at all. Ginny said to herself.
~~ ~~ ~~ ~~
"Mornin' Gin." Fred Weasley, one of Ginny's many older brothers, said as he spotted her coming down the stairs. "Wow, you don't look so good, you feeling okay?"
"Oh yeah! Don't worry about a thing! I'm an A-Okay." Ginny replied. Great, now everyone will know something is up, I'm never, I repeat never that perky in the morning. She sat in her seat and waited for the worst, but it never came, thankfully. She began to pick at her food but stopped instantly when she heard one of her other brothers say it.
"Morning Mum." Fred said.
Who does stupid Fred think he is, the freaking Weasley welcoming committee? Ginny said and kept going silently cursing her brother until she heard her mother take her seat at the end of the table.
"Everyone. Excuse me everyone, I have a small announcement to make." Mrs. Weasley bellowed as she attempted to get her families attention.
Oh yes Mum, quite small, Ginny sat thinking to herself. What else do you consider a small announcement? Yes everyone, Voldamort died today, but please, let's not make a fuss, for it's just a small piece of news, but did you hear about the new type to string that came out last Fri. Oh no, here it comes. My doom.
"Everyone, we have a guest that will be staying with us for a bit. But please, try to make an effort to be extra nice to him, his parents died just last night, and he didn't know where else to go. But it turns out he is quite good friends with your sister, so he asked if he could stay here for a while. He felt this was a safe place for him, let's try and keep it that way, shall we?" Mrs. Weasley said, hoping it all came out sounding okay.
"Sure Mum, but who is it?" Ron Weasley asked.
"I don't think I'm the one that should be telling you that, I'll leave that pleasure to Ginny." Mrs. Weasley announced with a loving however evil smile.
Oh great, thanks a lot Mum. Well, no reason to beat round the bush, here it goes. "Draco." She said as calmly as she could muster.
For the first time in her memory her whole family was silent. It was almost eerie it was so quiet.
Maybe I should say something. She thought to herself, sense she felt she should break the silence, but thought better of it. Almost at once there was a sudden clatter of forks and her dad started to choke. I'm going to die. The only words entering her head at the time.
"Malfoy.???" Ginny's Dad, Mr. Weasley managed to sputter out while choking on a piece of toast.
"Yeah." Ginny said. Oh great, now they are going to think Draco brainwashed me or something. Yeah Dad? What? Oh, the Malfoy's are your sworn enemy? I had no idea!!
"Please tell me you're kidding. You can't be serious." Fred said.
"Yeah! And sense when have you two became 'quite good friends'"? Ron questioned, his eyes showing rage.
"Okay guys, calm down! It's just a guy." Ginny said as she got cut off.
"Calm down?! JUST a guy!? You have to be joking! It's bloody Malfoy for Gods sake!" Ron sputtered out, almost losing it.
"I've been friends with him for almost two years now! I think I know him a bit better then you do Ron! Now if you all let me talk for more then ten seconds, I'll try to explain some things to you all. Okay?" Ginny yelled over her brothers and her father's ranting.
As they all settled down, Ginny began to speak. She explained how they had first really meet in the library and how they would meet in back every few days and talk. She explained how she enjoyed being in his company and how she hoped they would understand all of this and calm down about him being a Malfoy. ".and just because he has the Malfoy name, doesn't mean he is exactly like them." She ended, quite pleased with herself and her speech.
"Well put Ginny." Mrs. Weasley said after her daughter ended.
"Well put indeed Ginny, I couldn't have said it myself." Said the hansom seventeen-year-old blond boy from the bottom of the staircase.
"Thanks Mum, and you too Draco." Ginny replied. As she said that, the men at the table finally comprehended who was talking, and Draco Malfoy met the eyes of seven quite angry redheaded men.
"Ginny, is this one of the times I should be running for my life?" Draco said with widened eyes and a bit of fear in his voice, he stood in question.
Well I hope you all liked this chapter. And just for a heads up, the next chapter might be a bit. School is back in, and truth be told, I'm kinda out of ideas. =( But never fear, I'll think of something. Don't forget to review (but please be kind).
Now, for some words of wisdom from Kaitlin Scott
Santa Claus has the right idea - visit people only once a year.
Always be sincere, even if you don't mean it.
It is always the best policy to tell the truth, unless of course you happen to be an exceptionally good liar.