Ginny slid into her wedding dress again. Draco walked into the room.
"Ooh... Be careful Potelé. That dress won't last long if you keep flaunting
it around me like this!" She giggled and leaned back into him. She reached
for the tie to undo the dress, but he did it for her.
~*~
He was so sweet now... What about her had changed him? Was it her sweetness? Her love for him? For as long as he could remember, nobody had loved him. His mother had when he was very young, but he could vaguely remember her face...
He could remember the last time he saw her. He had fallen off his broom and Narcissa ran up to him with love and kisses. Lucius had grabbed her by the hair and pulled her into the house.
His shouts could be heard all through the grounds. "He has to toughen up Narcissa! If you run and coddle him for every little thing, he'll never learn!" "But Lucius, he's so young-" A smack and a loud scream made Draco flinch and jump away from the broom.
~*~
Ginny looked up at him and smiled. "Would you do me a favor Draco? Would you go into the parlor downstairs and grab me my nightdress?" He leaned in and gently kissed her neck. "Why? You won't be needing it."
Her cheeks turned bright red. "Draco! Just get it!" He laughed and left the room. Ginny spun in a circle, her dress spinning with her. "'Little Jeanie, you have so much love, little Jeanie...'" The window suddenly flew open and in flew two tiny disoriented ravens. "What're you two little guys doing here?" She took a step forward.
~*~
Draco searched the living room for any signs of a nightgown... There were none! If he was ever going to get back to her he'd have to find something- "AHHH!" Draco jumped up. "Ginny!" He ran up the stairs to see one of Ginny's feet sticking in through the window. He ran over to the window, but all he could see was the wedding dress falling into his arms.
"She's gone..." Draco felt his whole body fall. When he could finally open his eyes again, all of the Weasleys were around him. Out of the corner of his eye, he saw a black raven. "My father..." Ron helped Draco stand. "Your father? He took her?" Draco pointed to the raven. "Do you know what that stands for?" Bill and Charlie both whispered together.
"It means death..."
~*~
He was so sweet now... What about her had changed him? Was it her sweetness? Her love for him? For as long as he could remember, nobody had loved him. His mother had when he was very young, but he could vaguely remember her face...
He could remember the last time he saw her. He had fallen off his broom and Narcissa ran up to him with love and kisses. Lucius had grabbed her by the hair and pulled her into the house.
His shouts could be heard all through the grounds. "He has to toughen up Narcissa! If you run and coddle him for every little thing, he'll never learn!" "But Lucius, he's so young-" A smack and a loud scream made Draco flinch and jump away from the broom.
~*~
Ginny looked up at him and smiled. "Would you do me a favor Draco? Would you go into the parlor downstairs and grab me my nightdress?" He leaned in and gently kissed her neck. "Why? You won't be needing it."
Her cheeks turned bright red. "Draco! Just get it!" He laughed and left the room. Ginny spun in a circle, her dress spinning with her. "'Little Jeanie, you have so much love, little Jeanie...'" The window suddenly flew open and in flew two tiny disoriented ravens. "What're you two little guys doing here?" She took a step forward.
~*~
Draco searched the living room for any signs of a nightgown... There were none! If he was ever going to get back to her he'd have to find something- "AHHH!" Draco jumped up. "Ginny!" He ran up the stairs to see one of Ginny's feet sticking in through the window. He ran over to the window, but all he could see was the wedding dress falling into his arms.
"She's gone..." Draco felt his whole body fall. When he could finally open his eyes again, all of the Weasleys were around him. Out of the corner of his eye, he saw a black raven. "My father..." Ron helped Draco stand. "Your father? He took her?" Draco pointed to the raven. "Do you know what that stands for?" Bill and Charlie both whispered together.
"It means death..."