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Chapter 2: Insults and chatting.
After Hermione explained the entire situation to Ron and Harry, they apparated to Ginny's and Draco's apartment.
Ron banged on it loudly on the door as if his sister was deaf.
She flung the door open and glared at Ron. "Knock any louder and you're going to be the one explaining the noise to my land lord." She said moving aside so they could walk in.
Hermione cautiously stepped inside, with the boys not far after. "Nice place Ginny." She commented, not knowing what else to say.
"Who's here?" Draco stepped out from behind the corner. He looked from Hermione to Harry, then to Ron. "Oh, it you." He confirmed as he sat down on the couch. He glared at Harry as he picked up his glass of wine. "What are you doing here?" He asked lifting his glass to his lips.
"I invited them and please be nice they are my guest." Ginny said turning her attention to him.
"Guest? They look more like beggars to me." Draco smirked.
"Draco!" Ginny scolded. "I said be nice, please." She had a pleading look on her face that Draco couldn't refuse.
"Fine." He set his glass down.
"Could you please go into the kitchen and make some Tea for them?" Ginny asked as she hugged Harry.
Draco was getting jealous but he wasn't showing it. "What do I look like? A Bloody House Elf?"
Ginny pivoted and walked over to him. "Draco, please. Just make some Tea. That's all I'm asking, and don't you dare come up with your usual thing saying you don't know how because I see you, when you wake up, go straight to the kettle and make some hot water for morning Tea."
Draco scowled and walked off into the kitchen.
"How do you put up with him?" Ron asked clearly disgusted with Draco's attitude.
"He doesn't always act that way. He only acts that way when people are here. He says he doesn't want people to think he's a wuss." Ginny answered smiling at her older brother.
"Well, how do you want us to help?" Harry asked trying to lighten the tension in the room. He really didn't want to talk to Malfoy but if it will help Ginny, he would do anything.
"I just want you to tell him how good it would be for him to go into hiding. I tried again this afternoon and he just refused and brushed me off. I'm getting really sick of is stubbornness, I'm willing to try anything to get him from getting himself killed." Ginny said on the verge of tears.
Hermione rushed over to her and rapped her into a hug. "It's going to be okay Ginny, I promise." She said looking at Harry and Ron for some support.
"Yeah, Gin. We'll make sure the bastard knows what's good for him." Ron said in the best comforting voice he could, when he was extremely mad. How could Malfoy do this to her? He thought as he saw Hermione escort his little sister to the couch, so she could sit down.
Little did they know, Draco was watching them from the kitchen door. He hadn't realized that it had bothered Ginny this bad. Sure he knew she was mad that he refused, but he didn't know she would cry over it. To him it didn't seem like such a big deal, he was used to death threats by now that they didn't bother him. To him they were a normal part of life. But by looking at Ginny, it looked like he was already dead.
Draco was damn sure he was going to win this war and be as old as Dumbledore before he dies. He had never thought about the possibility of dying during the war because that would just be depressing and Draco didn't like to be depressed, he had had to much of that during his childhood.
He walked back into the kitchen. He didn't know what he could do. He didn't want to go into hiding, it seemed too cowardice to him. No matter what he wouldn't go into hiding, he had already promised himself that he wasn't going to miss out on the war.
Draco wanted to be there when his father was murdered in cold blood. He wouldn't miss it for anything. Not even Ginny, he has been waiting for that moment most of his life and he wasn't going to miss it by going into hiding because of his fiancé is just a little overprotective.
He grabbed the cups of tea and walked back into the main room. "Here is the bloody tea." He said handing Hermione and Ginny their tea cups. He walked straight past Harry and Ron.
Ron glared at Draco. "Where is our cups?" He tapped his foot.
"Oh sorry, I don't serve Potter's and Weasley's." Draco answered as a matter-of-factly.
"But Ginny is a Weasley!" Ron said stating the obvious.
"True, but she won't be for long." He smirked. "Soon she'll be a Malfoy." He said confidently.
Ron closed his eyes and tried to ignore the taunting Draco had just did. He was only trying to get to Ron. And Ron knew it too, so he tried to calm himself down before he did something he would regret doing later.
"I have an idea, how about you and Ginny go for a walk." Harry said pointing at Hermione. He figured it would be easier to talk to Draco, if Ginny weren't there.
Hermione looked at Harry suspiciously but got the message when she looked into his eyes. She nodded and handed Ginny her coat. "Harry's right, you need some fresh air." She said grabbing Ginny by her forearm and practically dragging her out the door.
"But what about them?" Ginny asked, afraid of what will be left of her fiancé, if she leaves him with Harry and Ron.
"Their men, they can take care of themselves." Hermione said as her voice faded from the apartment building.
Draco went on full alert as he watched Ron pace the room and Harry sit down next to him. "What do you want?" He asked them, not really sure if it was a good idea being alone with them.
"We want to talk about Ginny." Harry said bluntly.
"Yeah, I swear if you lay one finger on her..." But Ron was interrupter by Draco. "I've laid more then a finger on her." He said with his usual arrogant trademark smirk.
Ron started towards him. "I dare you to say it again."
Draco started to but Harry got in between them. "We will get no where if we argue over petty stupid things. We're not kids at Hogwarts anymore, we're adults." He said as he finally got Ron to sit down in a chair.
"Are you now the referee?" Draco asked highly amused.
"Ha, ha. I'm being serious." Harry said as he turned his attention back to Malfoy. "What you are doing is really hurting Ginny."
"And what am I doing?" Draco asked rolling his eyes.
"Not going into hiding!" He said getting to the point he really didn't want to talk longer then he had to. "She really cares about you, as much as we hate to admit it. She came to Hermione yesterday crying. She is really upset about this."
"She doesn't trust me." Draco said flatly, looking at the blank muggle television set.
"That's not it. Can you really go into a battle and promise her that you'll come back safely?" Harry asked trying to control his temper.
"No, no one can. I didn't promise either. But I'm not going into hiding, it's cowardice and I'm not a coward." Draco said standing up.
"No one is calling you that." Harry looked over at Ron.
"I am." Ron said. Draco glared at him. "I'm calling you one because you're only thinking of yourself, have you ever even considered her feelings if you never came back? It seems to me like you only care about your reputation. You're not ready for marriage! Marriage is a two-person thing; it's not one-sided Malfoy. So until you figure that out I'm going to call you a coward until the day I see your grave lying at my feet." Ron said in a low dangerous tone of voice.
Draco stared at him. How dare that stupid freckled face Weasley call him a coward? He knew what he was doing, didn't he?
Harry quickly grabbed Ron by the front of his robes and turned to Draco. "Will you excuse us?" He said as he made his way to the kitchen, Ron trailing close behind.
Harry took a look around. The kitchen was completely spotless; no dishes in the sink, not too small in space wise, and it felt very welcoming.
The window right above the sink, caught Harry's eye. The wind was rushing against it making the shutters bang. For some very odd reason it felt very homely, he didn't, or couldn't feel uncomfortable here.
"What?" Ron asked very impatiently.
"How could you say something like that?" He asked turning his attention back to Ron.
"What in the bloody hell are you talking about?"
"Ron we won't get anywhere with Malfoy if you keep on insulting him."
"He shouldn't have said that comment about my sister." He answered bitterly.
Harry sighed. "And you call Hermione impossible! Have you ever realize how much you two are alike in more ways then one."
Ron gave Harry a deathly glare. "I don't know what in the world you're talking about. We are not alike in any way."
He just rolled his eyes. "Yeah, sure." He said irritatedly. "Now will you please corporate." He begged.
"Alright, but only because I want to get this over with." He grumbled.
"That's all I ask." He said sighing with relief. "I promise I'll buy you a butterbeer, when were done."
"Really, in Hogsmead?" He hadn't had one of those in a long time. "And dinner?" He asked hopefully.
"Now you're pushing it!" Harry said shoving him out the door.
"I'm going, I'm going." Ron said putting his hands up as a sign of surrender.
As they walked back into the room they saw Draco flipping though the Muggle TV.
Harry walked over and stood in front of it to block Draco's view. "Okay, were ready."
If looks could kill Harry would be dead. "Potter you're in my way!"
"Really?" Harry asked looking around. "I hadn't noticed." He said sarcastically.
"If you don't move quickly, I'm going to hex you." Draco said scooting to the other side of the couch to try to get a better look at the screen. "Potter!" Draco warned again, when Harry didn't move. "I'm serious!"
Ron bit his lip to keep from laughing and from saying something to not get his butterbeer.
Harry turned around and unplugged the TV.
Draco fumed. "Who the hell do you think you are, coming into my apartment, insulting me, and messing up my appliances!"
"Someone who is trying to help out a friend with her stubborn fiancé, who doesn't know what's right for him." Harry sat down next to Ron. "Ron, could you make me some tea. I'm pretty sure the water would still be warm."
Ron nodded and headed to the kitchen.
"And I don't remember saying you could drink my tea!" Draco said clearly still very angry.
"You said you wouldn't serve us, so we're serving ourselves." Harry said as if it were the most natural thing in the world.
"Hey Weasley!" Draco yelled.
"What Malfoy?" He asked through gritted teeth.
"Get me some more wine."
Ron peered around the corner holding a teacup in his hand. "Aren't you a little too young to be drinking?"
"I have a couple more months and then I'll be of legal drinking age. Besides I was drinking some when you first arrived."
"Yeah and we don't need you any more drunk then you already are."
"I don't get drunk!" Draco said feeling very offended. He knew he wasn't the type to get drunk and make a fool of themselves, especially not in front of Potter. He would never live it down.
"I very much doubt that." Ron asked trying to surpress a laugh. He stopped automatically when he saw the look Harry gave him. It told him that if he didn't stop now he wasn't going to get his butterbeer.
"Can we please talk this over?" Harry asked looking at Draco.
"Talk what? I told you I'm not going to go into hiding." Draco said confidently but looked at the floor when he heard Ron say coward from the kitchen.
"Please, Malfoy. It's hurting Ginny more then you want to see." Harry pleaded. "She really loves you and wants to be at a wedding not a funeral."
Draco looked him in the eyes. "Fine, I'll go into hiding. But don't expect me to stay there. And I'm not doing this for you, I'm doing it for her." Draco said standing up to get away from Harry.
"Then you really do care about her. And I couldn't ask for anything more." Harry said smiling because he knew they had won.
Ron popped his head out when he heard the door start to open. He saw Hermione stick her head in to make sure it was okay.
"Is everyone alive?" Ginny asked quickly.
"Unfortunately." Draco answered as he leaned against the wall.
Ginny ran over to him and hugged him around the waist, making him feel very uncomfortable because everyone was staring at them.
"So he agreed?" She asked as she turned the Harry and Ron, who both nodded.
"Wait a minutes, hold it." Draco said and turned to Harry. "You planned this all?" Draco had guessed they were but he needed to know for sure.
Harry nodded unsure of the angry look Draco was giving him. Seeing Harry confirm his supections he said, "That's it Potter, you're dead."
He jumped him.
He could hear Ginny's and Hermione screams as Ron tried to pull the two apart.
A/N: Please review. I want to know what you think. I personally think I'm doing good so far.
A/N: R&R sorry it took so long for the chapter. Enjoy and tell me what you think.
Chapter 2: Insults and chatting.
After Hermione explained the entire situation to Ron and Harry, they apparated to Ginny's and Draco's apartment.
Ron banged on it loudly on the door as if his sister was deaf.
She flung the door open and glared at Ron. "Knock any louder and you're going to be the one explaining the noise to my land lord." She said moving aside so they could walk in.
Hermione cautiously stepped inside, with the boys not far after. "Nice place Ginny." She commented, not knowing what else to say.
"Who's here?" Draco stepped out from behind the corner. He looked from Hermione to Harry, then to Ron. "Oh, it you." He confirmed as he sat down on the couch. He glared at Harry as he picked up his glass of wine. "What are you doing here?" He asked lifting his glass to his lips.
"I invited them and please be nice they are my guest." Ginny said turning her attention to him.
"Guest? They look more like beggars to me." Draco smirked.
"Draco!" Ginny scolded. "I said be nice, please." She had a pleading look on her face that Draco couldn't refuse.
"Fine." He set his glass down.
"Could you please go into the kitchen and make some Tea for them?" Ginny asked as she hugged Harry.
Draco was getting jealous but he wasn't showing it. "What do I look like? A Bloody House Elf?"
Ginny pivoted and walked over to him. "Draco, please. Just make some Tea. That's all I'm asking, and don't you dare come up with your usual thing saying you don't know how because I see you, when you wake up, go straight to the kettle and make some hot water for morning Tea."
Draco scowled and walked off into the kitchen.
"How do you put up with him?" Ron asked clearly disgusted with Draco's attitude.
"He doesn't always act that way. He only acts that way when people are here. He says he doesn't want people to think he's a wuss." Ginny answered smiling at her older brother.
"Well, how do you want us to help?" Harry asked trying to lighten the tension in the room. He really didn't want to talk to Malfoy but if it will help Ginny, he would do anything.
"I just want you to tell him how good it would be for him to go into hiding. I tried again this afternoon and he just refused and brushed me off. I'm getting really sick of is stubbornness, I'm willing to try anything to get him from getting himself killed." Ginny said on the verge of tears.
Hermione rushed over to her and rapped her into a hug. "It's going to be okay Ginny, I promise." She said looking at Harry and Ron for some support.
"Yeah, Gin. We'll make sure the bastard knows what's good for him." Ron said in the best comforting voice he could, when he was extremely mad. How could Malfoy do this to her? He thought as he saw Hermione escort his little sister to the couch, so she could sit down.
Little did they know, Draco was watching them from the kitchen door. He hadn't realized that it had bothered Ginny this bad. Sure he knew she was mad that he refused, but he didn't know she would cry over it. To him it didn't seem like such a big deal, he was used to death threats by now that they didn't bother him. To him they were a normal part of life. But by looking at Ginny, it looked like he was already dead.
Draco was damn sure he was going to win this war and be as old as Dumbledore before he dies. He had never thought about the possibility of dying during the war because that would just be depressing and Draco didn't like to be depressed, he had had to much of that during his childhood.
He walked back into the kitchen. He didn't know what he could do. He didn't want to go into hiding, it seemed too cowardice to him. No matter what he wouldn't go into hiding, he had already promised himself that he wasn't going to miss out on the war.
Draco wanted to be there when his father was murdered in cold blood. He wouldn't miss it for anything. Not even Ginny, he has been waiting for that moment most of his life and he wasn't going to miss it by going into hiding because of his fiancé is just a little overprotective.
He grabbed the cups of tea and walked back into the main room. "Here is the bloody tea." He said handing Hermione and Ginny their tea cups. He walked straight past Harry and Ron.
Ron glared at Draco. "Where is our cups?" He tapped his foot.
"Oh sorry, I don't serve Potter's and Weasley's." Draco answered as a matter-of-factly.
"But Ginny is a Weasley!" Ron said stating the obvious.
"True, but she won't be for long." He smirked. "Soon she'll be a Malfoy." He said confidently.
Ron closed his eyes and tried to ignore the taunting Draco had just did. He was only trying to get to Ron. And Ron knew it too, so he tried to calm himself down before he did something he would regret doing later.
"I have an idea, how about you and Ginny go for a walk." Harry said pointing at Hermione. He figured it would be easier to talk to Draco, if Ginny weren't there.
Hermione looked at Harry suspiciously but got the message when she looked into his eyes. She nodded and handed Ginny her coat. "Harry's right, you need some fresh air." She said grabbing Ginny by her forearm and practically dragging her out the door.
"But what about them?" Ginny asked, afraid of what will be left of her fiancé, if she leaves him with Harry and Ron.
"Their men, they can take care of themselves." Hermione said as her voice faded from the apartment building.
Draco went on full alert as he watched Ron pace the room and Harry sit down next to him. "What do you want?" He asked them, not really sure if it was a good idea being alone with them.
"We want to talk about Ginny." Harry said bluntly.
"Yeah, I swear if you lay one finger on her..." But Ron was interrupter by Draco. "I've laid more then a finger on her." He said with his usual arrogant trademark smirk.
Ron started towards him. "I dare you to say it again."
Draco started to but Harry got in between them. "We will get no where if we argue over petty stupid things. We're not kids at Hogwarts anymore, we're adults." He said as he finally got Ron to sit down in a chair.
"Are you now the referee?" Draco asked highly amused.
"Ha, ha. I'm being serious." Harry said as he turned his attention back to Malfoy. "What you are doing is really hurting Ginny."
"And what am I doing?" Draco asked rolling his eyes.
"Not going into hiding!" He said getting to the point he really didn't want to talk longer then he had to. "She really cares about you, as much as we hate to admit it. She came to Hermione yesterday crying. She is really upset about this."
"She doesn't trust me." Draco said flatly, looking at the blank muggle television set.
"That's not it. Can you really go into a battle and promise her that you'll come back safely?" Harry asked trying to control his temper.
"No, no one can. I didn't promise either. But I'm not going into hiding, it's cowardice and I'm not a coward." Draco said standing up.
"No one is calling you that." Harry looked over at Ron.
"I am." Ron said. Draco glared at him. "I'm calling you one because you're only thinking of yourself, have you ever even considered her feelings if you never came back? It seems to me like you only care about your reputation. You're not ready for marriage! Marriage is a two-person thing; it's not one-sided Malfoy. So until you figure that out I'm going to call you a coward until the day I see your grave lying at my feet." Ron said in a low dangerous tone of voice.
Draco stared at him. How dare that stupid freckled face Weasley call him a coward? He knew what he was doing, didn't he?
Harry quickly grabbed Ron by the front of his robes and turned to Draco. "Will you excuse us?" He said as he made his way to the kitchen, Ron trailing close behind.
Harry took a look around. The kitchen was completely spotless; no dishes in the sink, not too small in space wise, and it felt very welcoming.
The window right above the sink, caught Harry's eye. The wind was rushing against it making the shutters bang. For some very odd reason it felt very homely, he didn't, or couldn't feel uncomfortable here.
"What?" Ron asked very impatiently.
"How could you say something like that?" He asked turning his attention back to Ron.
"What in the bloody hell are you talking about?"
"Ron we won't get anywhere with Malfoy if you keep on insulting him."
"He shouldn't have said that comment about my sister." He answered bitterly.
Harry sighed. "And you call Hermione impossible! Have you ever realize how much you two are alike in more ways then one."
Ron gave Harry a deathly glare. "I don't know what in the world you're talking about. We are not alike in any way."
He just rolled his eyes. "Yeah, sure." He said irritatedly. "Now will you please corporate." He begged.
"Alright, but only because I want to get this over with." He grumbled.
"That's all I ask." He said sighing with relief. "I promise I'll buy you a butterbeer, when were done."
"Really, in Hogsmead?" He hadn't had one of those in a long time. "And dinner?" He asked hopefully.
"Now you're pushing it!" Harry said shoving him out the door.
"I'm going, I'm going." Ron said putting his hands up as a sign of surrender.
As they walked back into the room they saw Draco flipping though the Muggle TV.
Harry walked over and stood in front of it to block Draco's view. "Okay, were ready."
If looks could kill Harry would be dead. "Potter you're in my way!"
"Really?" Harry asked looking around. "I hadn't noticed." He said sarcastically.
"If you don't move quickly, I'm going to hex you." Draco said scooting to the other side of the couch to try to get a better look at the screen. "Potter!" Draco warned again, when Harry didn't move. "I'm serious!"
Ron bit his lip to keep from laughing and from saying something to not get his butterbeer.
Harry turned around and unplugged the TV.
Draco fumed. "Who the hell do you think you are, coming into my apartment, insulting me, and messing up my appliances!"
"Someone who is trying to help out a friend with her stubborn fiancé, who doesn't know what's right for him." Harry sat down next to Ron. "Ron, could you make me some tea. I'm pretty sure the water would still be warm."
Ron nodded and headed to the kitchen.
"And I don't remember saying you could drink my tea!" Draco said clearly still very angry.
"You said you wouldn't serve us, so we're serving ourselves." Harry said as if it were the most natural thing in the world.
"Hey Weasley!" Draco yelled.
"What Malfoy?" He asked through gritted teeth.
"Get me some more wine."
Ron peered around the corner holding a teacup in his hand. "Aren't you a little too young to be drinking?"
"I have a couple more months and then I'll be of legal drinking age. Besides I was drinking some when you first arrived."
"Yeah and we don't need you any more drunk then you already are."
"I don't get drunk!" Draco said feeling very offended. He knew he wasn't the type to get drunk and make a fool of themselves, especially not in front of Potter. He would never live it down.
"I very much doubt that." Ron asked trying to surpress a laugh. He stopped automatically when he saw the look Harry gave him. It told him that if he didn't stop now he wasn't going to get his butterbeer.
"Can we please talk this over?" Harry asked looking at Draco.
"Talk what? I told you I'm not going to go into hiding." Draco said confidently but looked at the floor when he heard Ron say coward from the kitchen.
"Please, Malfoy. It's hurting Ginny more then you want to see." Harry pleaded. "She really loves you and wants to be at a wedding not a funeral."
Draco looked him in the eyes. "Fine, I'll go into hiding. But don't expect me to stay there. And I'm not doing this for you, I'm doing it for her." Draco said standing up to get away from Harry.
"Then you really do care about her. And I couldn't ask for anything more." Harry said smiling because he knew they had won.
Ron popped his head out when he heard the door start to open. He saw Hermione stick her head in to make sure it was okay.
"Is everyone alive?" Ginny asked quickly.
"Unfortunately." Draco answered as he leaned against the wall.
Ginny ran over to him and hugged him around the waist, making him feel very uncomfortable because everyone was staring at them.
"So he agreed?" She asked as she turned the Harry and Ron, who both nodded.
"Wait a minutes, hold it." Draco said and turned to Harry. "You planned this all?" Draco had guessed they were but he needed to know for sure.
Harry nodded unsure of the angry look Draco was giving him. Seeing Harry confirm his supections he said, "That's it Potter, you're dead."
He jumped him.
He could hear Ginny's and Hermione screams as Ron tried to pull the two apart.
A/N: Please review. I want to know what you think. I personally think I'm doing good so far.