Disclaimer: I don't own Harry Potter. Or anyone else. Or anything else in
his world. It all belongs to J.K. Rowling. :-D
A/n: I know my chapters are short, but this is my first attempt at a fanfic! Please bear with me!!!!
Hey! Okay, I know I haven't updated in a while, but I was listening to Billy Joel "Only the good die young" this morning, and it reminded me of this. You know "Come out Virginia, don't make me wait," Anyway, I might come up with a way to incorporate it! I love that song! . ENJOY!
I just realized: Why didn't Draco and Ginny aparate? I don't know! That's why! I wasn't thinking! Sorry y'all! * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * *
Mixed Company
Chapter Five
"I don't know about you, Ronald Weasley, or about you Mr. Potter, but I am going to go try and find her!" Hermione threw on her coat and opened the door.
"No, Hermione!" Ron called. She wasn't listening. "Hermione!" She walked out the door. Ron grabbed he coat. "Get you things, Potter. You're coming, too." He growled and followed her out.
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Hand in hand, Draco and Ginny made their way through Malfoy Manor. After the series of passageways and corridors, they had ended up at a door. Opening it, Ginny saw a beautifully furnished room.
"My father's study," Draco explained. Ginny simply nodded. He led her to the door and down the hall. Ginny walked slowly and stared at the walls. There were so many painting and portraits. It reminded her of the halls of Hogwarts.
"Who are all these people, Draco?" she asked curiously. Draco waved his hand.
"Ahh... relatives, mostly. You know, Ancestors and whatnot." Ginny nodded and quickened her pace to keep up with him. Her thoughts began to wander. *What would mother and father do if they saw me in Malfoy's house!* She snickered.
"What's funny, Virginia?"
"I was just thinking," she replied. "What would mother and father say if they saw me?"
"And?"
"Oh," she smiled. "They'd be just furious!"
They turned a corner and came face to face with Narcissa Malfoy. She looked at the two and was about to smile, but then she gasped.
"Draco Malfoy! What would your father say if he saw you with a ... a Weasley," she spat the word out. "In the Manor, no less!" Draco shook his head and smiled, in what seemed to be a patronizing manner.
"Mother, Mother, now really," he smiled charmingly. "Virginia isn't like the other Weasley's."
"Oh?"
"No, Mother. Virginia here wants to be introduced to some new ... elements ... of this world that she has yet to experience..." Draco gave a little smirk.
"Well, if your father sees you," Narcissa shook her head and shrugged, "Well, you try explaining that one to him, Draco."
Draco nodded. "Of course, Mother." Narcissa took one more look at the pair.
"Well, you must excuse me, I have things to attend to." Narcissa gave a small smile and walked away.
"A real pushover, my mother is," Draco sighed as they watched her go. "No backbone whatsoever, thanks to my father."
"Well, you don't do that to your girls do you?" Ginny asked, one eyebrow raised. Draco smiled and shook his head as they began walking again.
"No, I like girls with spunk and a stubborn streak." Draco grinned slyly. "They're much more fun."
"Oh," replied Ginny, "Then you'll just love this girl." She winked, and her countenance caused Draco to wonder why she really wasn't a Slytherin.
Draco came to rest in front of a large oak door. He grasped the doorknob and pushed the door open. As the large oak slab swung away, Ginny could see that the room was a spacious, beautifully furnished bedroom. _A girl's bedroom_ she realized, spotting a vanity as she stepped into the room. It was made of dark cherry wood and etched glass, which matched all the other furniture in the room. The ivory lace drapes matched the thick comforter and matching pillowcase and bed curtains that adorned the four poster canopy bed. The trimmings were a deep green, along with the rug and the velvet cushion on the window seat.
"This will be your room, Virginia," Draco said, shutting the door behind them. Ginny turned to him and gasped.
"You mean, I can stay here?" Draco smirked, but continued on.
"The are clothes which you should find suitable in the armoire and bureau. Through that door," he pointed at a door in the far left corner of the room, "is your bathroom. If there is anything that is not to your approval, notify me or any house elf you might see." Ginny nodded. "Now, if you'll just follow me, we can continue on a tour of the manor." Draco placed his hand gently on the small of her back and led her out of the room. One door down and across the hall, Draco paused.
"This is my bedroom." He placed his hand on the doorknob as if to open it, but pulled his hand back. "I'll show you inside later tonight," he grinned, and Ginny raised an eyebrow, but they continued walking.
He had showed her the all of the manor, including the gardens, before they ran into Mr. Malfoy. When Mr. Malfoy noticed the redhead, his eyes almost began to smoulder, but then he seemed to call down.
"Good afternoon, son, Miss Weasley," Mr. Malfoy said, rather gruffly. "You're mother told me you had a ... a friend with you." He paused, seemingly fighting with himself inside. "You are excused from tonight's revel, Draco," Mr. Malfoy said, rather reluctantly.
"Thank you, Father," Draco said, more pleased than he would let on. Truth be told, he wasn't much in the mood for a Dark Revel tonight. As much as he enjoyed them, he wanted more to be with Virginia, though he wasn't sure why.
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Well, the chapter is longer. I know it's so OOC. I have to figure out where its going. Should he ever take her to a dark revel. Should Ginny turn dark? Should Draco turn good? Tell me what you think! Thank you for reading, please review!
"One of the oldest of human needs is having someone to wonder where you are when you don't come home at night." Anon.
Always,
Calyr
A/n: I know my chapters are short, but this is my first attempt at a fanfic! Please bear with me!!!!
Hey! Okay, I know I haven't updated in a while, but I was listening to Billy Joel "Only the good die young" this morning, and it reminded me of this. You know "Come out Virginia, don't make me wait," Anyway, I might come up with a way to incorporate it! I love that song! . ENJOY!
I just realized: Why didn't Draco and Ginny aparate? I don't know! That's why! I wasn't thinking! Sorry y'all! * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * *
Mixed Company
Chapter Five
"I don't know about you, Ronald Weasley, or about you Mr. Potter, but I am going to go try and find her!" Hermione threw on her coat and opened the door.
"No, Hermione!" Ron called. She wasn't listening. "Hermione!" She walked out the door. Ron grabbed he coat. "Get you things, Potter. You're coming, too." He growled and followed her out.
* * * * * * * * *
Hand in hand, Draco and Ginny made their way through Malfoy Manor. After the series of passageways and corridors, they had ended up at a door. Opening it, Ginny saw a beautifully furnished room.
"My father's study," Draco explained. Ginny simply nodded. He led her to the door and down the hall. Ginny walked slowly and stared at the walls. There were so many painting and portraits. It reminded her of the halls of Hogwarts.
"Who are all these people, Draco?" she asked curiously. Draco waved his hand.
"Ahh... relatives, mostly. You know, Ancestors and whatnot." Ginny nodded and quickened her pace to keep up with him. Her thoughts began to wander. *What would mother and father do if they saw me in Malfoy's house!* She snickered.
"What's funny, Virginia?"
"I was just thinking," she replied. "What would mother and father say if they saw me?"
"And?"
"Oh," she smiled. "They'd be just furious!"
They turned a corner and came face to face with Narcissa Malfoy. She looked at the two and was about to smile, but then she gasped.
"Draco Malfoy! What would your father say if he saw you with a ... a Weasley," she spat the word out. "In the Manor, no less!" Draco shook his head and smiled, in what seemed to be a patronizing manner.
"Mother, Mother, now really," he smiled charmingly. "Virginia isn't like the other Weasley's."
"Oh?"
"No, Mother. Virginia here wants to be introduced to some new ... elements ... of this world that she has yet to experience..." Draco gave a little smirk.
"Well, if your father sees you," Narcissa shook her head and shrugged, "Well, you try explaining that one to him, Draco."
Draco nodded. "Of course, Mother." Narcissa took one more look at the pair.
"Well, you must excuse me, I have things to attend to." Narcissa gave a small smile and walked away.
"A real pushover, my mother is," Draco sighed as they watched her go. "No backbone whatsoever, thanks to my father."
"Well, you don't do that to your girls do you?" Ginny asked, one eyebrow raised. Draco smiled and shook his head as they began walking again.
"No, I like girls with spunk and a stubborn streak." Draco grinned slyly. "They're much more fun."
"Oh," replied Ginny, "Then you'll just love this girl." She winked, and her countenance caused Draco to wonder why she really wasn't a Slytherin.
Draco came to rest in front of a large oak door. He grasped the doorknob and pushed the door open. As the large oak slab swung away, Ginny could see that the room was a spacious, beautifully furnished bedroom. _A girl's bedroom_ she realized, spotting a vanity as she stepped into the room. It was made of dark cherry wood and etched glass, which matched all the other furniture in the room. The ivory lace drapes matched the thick comforter and matching pillowcase and bed curtains that adorned the four poster canopy bed. The trimmings were a deep green, along with the rug and the velvet cushion on the window seat.
"This will be your room, Virginia," Draco said, shutting the door behind them. Ginny turned to him and gasped.
"You mean, I can stay here?" Draco smirked, but continued on.
"The are clothes which you should find suitable in the armoire and bureau. Through that door," he pointed at a door in the far left corner of the room, "is your bathroom. If there is anything that is not to your approval, notify me or any house elf you might see." Ginny nodded. "Now, if you'll just follow me, we can continue on a tour of the manor." Draco placed his hand gently on the small of her back and led her out of the room. One door down and across the hall, Draco paused.
"This is my bedroom." He placed his hand on the doorknob as if to open it, but pulled his hand back. "I'll show you inside later tonight," he grinned, and Ginny raised an eyebrow, but they continued walking.
He had showed her the all of the manor, including the gardens, before they ran into Mr. Malfoy. When Mr. Malfoy noticed the redhead, his eyes almost began to smoulder, but then he seemed to call down.
"Good afternoon, son, Miss Weasley," Mr. Malfoy said, rather gruffly. "You're mother told me you had a ... a friend with you." He paused, seemingly fighting with himself inside. "You are excused from tonight's revel, Draco," Mr. Malfoy said, rather reluctantly.
"Thank you, Father," Draco said, more pleased than he would let on. Truth be told, he wasn't much in the mood for a Dark Revel tonight. As much as he enjoyed them, he wanted more to be with Virginia, though he wasn't sure why.
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Well, the chapter is longer. I know it's so OOC. I have to figure out where its going. Should he ever take her to a dark revel. Should Ginny turn dark? Should Draco turn good? Tell me what you think! Thank you for reading, please review!
"One of the oldest of human needs is having someone to wonder where you are when you don't come home at night." Anon.
Always,
Calyr