Yes, it was her.
He'd know that red hair anywhere. Hearing whining he looked down and saw a short dark haired green-eyed bastard, pulling on her sleeve. Draco gave a slight shudder. Great, a miniature Harry.
Sneering he remembered a few years back he heard about Potter getting her pregnant, and the littlest Weasel refusing to marry him on the grounds that "he's an unfaithful prat and probably has other children else where....", At this memory he smirked.
She was talking to an old Witch, discussing properties of herbs or something. He couldn't hear properly in the noisy alley. But apparently the little boy wanted ice cream, and not to be standing so long. Draco snorted and thought, just like his father: a needy, whining, annoying and scrawny little brat.
He leaned against a few stacked cauldrons, just taking her in. After all these years she was still beautiful. When he'd found out she was whoring her self to Potter.....His love for her kind of fell into a 'slight affection', as he liked to call it. No urgent need to be with her, to touch her....for her to be his. He mentally kicked him self, snap out of it Malfoy.
He looked up and saw she was walking away, the little messy haired child bouncing in tow. How long has it been, he thought to himself. He'd avoided her much in his seventh year, even though she sought him out. That was the year she got pregnant, in her sixth year, so the boy was about...Four? Or five? It had been so long since he'd even seen her.
'I could bump into her with out her thinking anything of it, many people shop around here in Diagon
Alley.'
He tailed her, until she entered a bookshop. Looking up he groaned, anything but /that/ bookshop. Virginia had walked into 'Twice Sold Tales', which just happen to be owned by the mudblood- Err, Hermoine, he mentally corrected him self. 'Wonderful....nothing like a reunion.'
Walking into the well lit yet slightly dusty store, he ducked quickly behind a shelf, right before Hermione herself could look up to see who'd come in. 'Now, where is she?' Quickly grabbing a book off the shelf, he stuck his nose in it as not to be recognized, but still skillfully steered his way around the shop (quite proud of him self for not bumping into anything....).
There she was, leaning over the counter talking, and the boy has yet to be seen. Draco made a mental note to keep an eye out as the child might biteā¦
When Ginny finished talking, she started to walk through the store looking for a book. He was observing her then his mind wondered where exactly had the Devil Spawn had gotten to.
Then Draco turned his attention back to Ginny. He could see her through the bookshelf, she was absentmindedly biting her lip in concentration. It was cute....but made him think how could a child like herself already be bearing children. But everything was pushed out of his mind when he saw Hermione walking towards him with books stacked to high heaven. How could she hold all of those? Surely they will fall. But then he thought back to his school days. Nah, she's had too much practice.
But on this day, the fates must have been bored, and decided to 'play'. Hermione stumbled a bit. And before she could drop everything Draco was, with one hand, keeping the books steady, and with the other holder her up.
"Oh, my! I'm so sorry!" She struggled with the books, "I should have been more careful, are you
alright? I didn't get you with any of my books, did I?" She laughed a bit. Kind of a cute laugh,
Draco thought. Then decided to go home and A) wash his mouth out with soap or B) cause him self
some kind of bodily harm for thinking such 'evil thoughts' (A/N: He's not serious by the way...)
But answered, with a small laugh of his own, "No, you didn't get me with anything. Do you need some help? I can take a few off the top."
"Oh could you? Thanks so much, these are getting kind of heavy. He took 5 books off of the top, a series by a muggle author, and deposited them on the shelf behind him where they belonged. Then grabbed a few more putting them in their correct places quickly.
"Thank you very much, I appreciate it."
"Any time."
She still had a fair amount of books stacked in front of her, and still had yet to see him (and when she did she'd probably die of shock or scream 'Ferret!'. He was fond of neither)
Seeing as she still had trouble with the books he suggested they set them down on a table. Hermione on one side and Draco on the other, they set the books down roughly on a side table near by. Heaving a sigh at such heavy work Hermione turned around, "You kn-" But no one was there. That's odd, she thought.
Draco was busy hiding behind another row of shelves, which just happen to be the same aisle Ginny was coming down. He weighed his choices.... Run into Granger...or maybe talk a little with Ginny. It didn't take him long to decide.
With his book in hand he walked past her and stopped, did a double take, and said, "Ginny?"
She looked up with wide brown eyes. "...Draco?" she looked confused, "What are you doing here?" He held up a book, but when he read the title ('When God was a Woman') he quickly brought it down again.
"Oh, you know, I usually go to bookstores to find books." She laughed a little.
"You do know this is Hermiones' bookstore, don't you?" 'Why on earth would he be in here of all places?'
While she was talking he had deposited the book on the shelf behind him, "Yes, I had an idea, but don't mind if to much." Gin looked a bit surprised, but was glad to hear that he didn't detest her friend so much any more, or at least that's what it sounded like.
"So....Ah....How have you been?" she was trying to stop the uncomfortable silence between them, It had been a long time since she'd even see him let alone talked to him. Although she had thought about how he was from time to time.
"I've been ok, since the war ended, and everything was restored, I've been kind of traveling." It was a version of the truth....but he'd probably never see her again, so he could lie just a bit.
"I heard you broke off your engagement. Every one was sorry to hear it, well....except a few young girls, but we'll just ignore that fact right now." She had laughter in her eyes, and was enjoying herself, teasing him a bit. He even let out a small chuckle, he liked to be in her company.
"Very funny, but it was an arranged marriage, and after the death of my parents I did not see any
reason to go through with it."
Ginny immediately sobered her silly mood, and looked concerned. Putting a hand on his arm she said, "I'm sorry, I shouldn't have brought it up." He placed his hand over hers.
"It's ok, really. Nothing could be done, and the whole ordeal is over now. I'm fine with it." She smiled up at him, a warm smile, and he remembered how he could have loved her so much.
*crash*
A dish had fallen onto the floor and broke, the two jumped apart to stare at a very pale
Hermione, a smashed tea cup at her feet, and a little dark haired boy at her side, pointing and
grinning. His grin clearing saying, "ha ha, I caught you!"
(A/N): I'm not sure why I'm writing this. the idea just struck me and i like playing with the characters. But 'The Letter' was originally meant to be a one shot deal. I only have one other story up, 'The Collector', a bit darker than this fic but still D/G. But like I said i don't have many stories, any helpful advice on my writing I would appreciate very much.
thanx
-Wind and Ashes
He'd know that red hair anywhere. Hearing whining he looked down and saw a short dark haired green-eyed bastard, pulling on her sleeve. Draco gave a slight shudder. Great, a miniature Harry.
Sneering he remembered a few years back he heard about Potter getting her pregnant, and the littlest Weasel refusing to marry him on the grounds that "he's an unfaithful prat and probably has other children else where....", At this memory he smirked.
She was talking to an old Witch, discussing properties of herbs or something. He couldn't hear properly in the noisy alley. But apparently the little boy wanted ice cream, and not to be standing so long. Draco snorted and thought, just like his father: a needy, whining, annoying and scrawny little brat.
He leaned against a few stacked cauldrons, just taking her in. After all these years she was still beautiful. When he'd found out she was whoring her self to Potter.....His love for her kind of fell into a 'slight affection', as he liked to call it. No urgent need to be with her, to touch her....for her to be his. He mentally kicked him self, snap out of it Malfoy.
He looked up and saw she was walking away, the little messy haired child bouncing in tow. How long has it been, he thought to himself. He'd avoided her much in his seventh year, even though she sought him out. That was the year she got pregnant, in her sixth year, so the boy was about...Four? Or five? It had been so long since he'd even seen her.
'I could bump into her with out her thinking anything of it, many people shop around here in Diagon
Alley.'
He tailed her, until she entered a bookshop. Looking up he groaned, anything but /that/ bookshop. Virginia had walked into 'Twice Sold Tales', which just happen to be owned by the mudblood- Err, Hermoine, he mentally corrected him self. 'Wonderful....nothing like a reunion.'
Walking into the well lit yet slightly dusty store, he ducked quickly behind a shelf, right before Hermione herself could look up to see who'd come in. 'Now, where is she?' Quickly grabbing a book off the shelf, he stuck his nose in it as not to be recognized, but still skillfully steered his way around the shop (quite proud of him self for not bumping into anything....).
There she was, leaning over the counter talking, and the boy has yet to be seen. Draco made a mental note to keep an eye out as the child might biteā¦
When Ginny finished talking, she started to walk through the store looking for a book. He was observing her then his mind wondered where exactly had the Devil Spawn had gotten to.
Then Draco turned his attention back to Ginny. He could see her through the bookshelf, she was absentmindedly biting her lip in concentration. It was cute....but made him think how could a child like herself already be bearing children. But everything was pushed out of his mind when he saw Hermione walking towards him with books stacked to high heaven. How could she hold all of those? Surely they will fall. But then he thought back to his school days. Nah, she's had too much practice.
But on this day, the fates must have been bored, and decided to 'play'. Hermione stumbled a bit. And before she could drop everything Draco was, with one hand, keeping the books steady, and with the other holder her up.
"Oh, my! I'm so sorry!" She struggled with the books, "I should have been more careful, are you
alright? I didn't get you with any of my books, did I?" She laughed a bit. Kind of a cute laugh,
Draco thought. Then decided to go home and A) wash his mouth out with soap or B) cause him self
some kind of bodily harm for thinking such 'evil thoughts' (A/N: He's not serious by the way...)
But answered, with a small laugh of his own, "No, you didn't get me with anything. Do you need some help? I can take a few off the top."
"Oh could you? Thanks so much, these are getting kind of heavy. He took 5 books off of the top, a series by a muggle author, and deposited them on the shelf behind him where they belonged. Then grabbed a few more putting them in their correct places quickly.
"Thank you very much, I appreciate it."
"Any time."
She still had a fair amount of books stacked in front of her, and still had yet to see him (and when she did she'd probably die of shock or scream 'Ferret!'. He was fond of neither)
Seeing as she still had trouble with the books he suggested they set them down on a table. Hermione on one side and Draco on the other, they set the books down roughly on a side table near by. Heaving a sigh at such heavy work Hermione turned around, "You kn-" But no one was there. That's odd, she thought.
Draco was busy hiding behind another row of shelves, which just happen to be the same aisle Ginny was coming down. He weighed his choices.... Run into Granger...or maybe talk a little with Ginny. It didn't take him long to decide.
With his book in hand he walked past her and stopped, did a double take, and said, "Ginny?"
She looked up with wide brown eyes. "...Draco?" she looked confused, "What are you doing here?" He held up a book, but when he read the title ('When God was a Woman') he quickly brought it down again.
"Oh, you know, I usually go to bookstores to find books." She laughed a little.
"You do know this is Hermiones' bookstore, don't you?" 'Why on earth would he be in here of all places?'
While she was talking he had deposited the book on the shelf behind him, "Yes, I had an idea, but don't mind if to much." Gin looked a bit surprised, but was glad to hear that he didn't detest her friend so much any more, or at least that's what it sounded like.
"So....Ah....How have you been?" she was trying to stop the uncomfortable silence between them, It had been a long time since she'd even see him let alone talked to him. Although she had thought about how he was from time to time.
"I've been ok, since the war ended, and everything was restored, I've been kind of traveling." It was a version of the truth....but he'd probably never see her again, so he could lie just a bit.
"I heard you broke off your engagement. Every one was sorry to hear it, well....except a few young girls, but we'll just ignore that fact right now." She had laughter in her eyes, and was enjoying herself, teasing him a bit. He even let out a small chuckle, he liked to be in her company.
"Very funny, but it was an arranged marriage, and after the death of my parents I did not see any
reason to go through with it."
Ginny immediately sobered her silly mood, and looked concerned. Putting a hand on his arm she said, "I'm sorry, I shouldn't have brought it up." He placed his hand over hers.
"It's ok, really. Nothing could be done, and the whole ordeal is over now. I'm fine with it." She smiled up at him, a warm smile, and he remembered how he could have loved her so much.
*crash*
A dish had fallen onto the floor and broke, the two jumped apart to stare at a very pale
Hermione, a smashed tea cup at her feet, and a little dark haired boy at her side, pointing and
grinning. His grin clearing saying, "ha ha, I caught you!"
(A/N): I'm not sure why I'm writing this. the idea just struck me and i like playing with the characters. But 'The Letter' was originally meant to be a one shot deal. I only have one other story up, 'The Collector', a bit darker than this fic but still D/G. But like I said i don't have many stories, any helpful advice on my writing I would appreciate very much.
thanx
-Wind and Ashes
