Betrothed
Redeemer's Impertinence
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Disclaimer: I do not own the Harry Potter characters or the Harry Potter world. I do, however, own my plot, seeing as how in came from my brain…okay, okay-and my sisters. I anyone sees something that may belong to them, I'm sorry, I have no intention on stealing anything from anyone. (unless they're sugar cookies!)
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I know it's been a while. I've been working and struggling with writer's block. Deal with me people. I love ya!
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"She's a pretty little thing, isn't she, boy?" Lucius Malfoy said to his son who was currently gaping at the sight of the young girl being held captive by his father.
"What are you planing on doing to her, Sir?" Draco Malfoy asked, ignoring his father's comment.
Lucius grinned diabolically. "You know what goes on, son; No need to let her know," he said. "It's much more fun when we surprise them, you know."
"Of course, Father," Draco said impassively, eyeing the girl. He couldn't just let her life waste away like that. He knew what happened to girls who had been…gifts…at the Death Revels. They were never the same. But Draco Malfoy had not spent six years schooling with those girls.
Said girl, Ginny Weasley, stood in her bindings listening on the conversation being carried on. How was she going to get out of this Merlin forsaken place? Not bloody likely, she told herself. You are surrounded by zealous Death Eaters; eager to…Ginny shuddered.
"I do not think that it would be wise, Father," Draco said coolly and steadily-even though his heart was racing.
Ginny's redhead snapped up in unison with Lucius' blonde one.
"What was that, boy?" Lucius said icily.
"I said, Father," Draco said in a bored manner, " I do not think that it would be wise."
Ginny widened her eyes. Would Lucius take this kind of insolence from his son? And what, in all of magic, would prompt Draco to do this for her?
"What, pray tell, would not be wise?" the older man said with a snarl rivaling that of Severus Snape's.
"Well, Father," Draco sighed outwardly. Why was he doing this? He didn't really care for that Weasley girl very much. "If you insist on knowing-"
"I do," Lucius interrupted.
Draco glared at him. "If you insist on knowing, I have been having a private affair with the girl in recent months."
"An affair?" his father said in a quite disbelieving whisper. "With a WEASLEY???" (needless to say, this whisper and soared to a shout)
Ginny's eyes were bugging out of her head. What the hell? Was Draco Malfoy actually trying to…save her? But did it really need to be like this? An affair with…Draco? HA!
The young wizard smirked. "Yes, Father, a *Weasley*. But if you knew what I now know," Draco Malfoy raised one eyebrow and paused for effect, "You would not be so shocked."
"What?" Ginny shrieked, her eyes popping out of her head even more-if that was possible.
"Don't worry, Sweet. You needn't lie about your…" Draco paused as if searching for the right word, "Forte."
Ginny looked up at him prepared to say some unruly comment which would most likely get her killed, despite the blonde haired boy's efforts. His eyes were sparkling with false delight, but beyond that, she could see his good intentions.
Lucius looked disappointed. With a wave of his wand and a quite mutter, he took the constraints from the young girl's wrists. With his other hand, he shoved her in his son's direction. Ginny hit the ground at Draco's feet; she stopped herself from the quite whimper that nearly escaped from her lips.
"In any event, it's never gratifying if the damsel is not pure." Lucius said, aspiring to compensate for the deprivation. "Get out of my sight, boy, and take your fair maiden with you."
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"Ow!" Ginny Weasley winced. "Ouch! Draco, let go of my wrist!" Draco Malfoy was hauling his burden through a corridor to his private chambers to sort out what needed to be done.
Draco yanked open a heavy oak door and dragged the girl in behind him.
"How the hell did you get yourself into that mess, Weasley?" Draco demanded.
"Well, it looks like were both in a pretty little mess now, doesn't it? Thanks to you!" Ginny retorted.
"Oh, and I'm sure its not YOUR fault that we got in this mess in the first place, now is it?"
"Oh, I'm sure that I just wander around Hogsmeade just ASKING to be kidnapped!"
"I'm sure you do."
Ginny ignored this comment. "But now, everyone in that room, thinks that I'm sleeping with you…and that I'm bloody good at it."
"What did you want me to say, Weasley?" Draco reverberated. "Did you want me to let him kill you?"
Draco looked at her and slumped in a chair. "It really doesn't matter whose fault it is anyway…we have one bleeding situation to get ourselves out of."
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be SEXY.
it doesn't mean you have to have sex.
~~~~~~~~~~
Hey Tiffany!
That's right!
The Filipino-
And white!
Guess What?
Guess What?
You
Kick
Butt!
~~~~~~~~~~
Yes, well done, Slytherin, well done. However, recent events must be taken into consideration.
~~~~~~~~~~
Please feel free to critique, to inspire, and to acquaint me with your musings! Please? I shall be incessantly indebted!
Redeemer's Impertinence
~~~~~~~~~~
Disclaimer: I do not own the Harry Potter characters or the Harry Potter world. I do, however, own my plot, seeing as how in came from my brain…okay, okay-and my sisters. I anyone sees something that may belong to them, I'm sorry, I have no intention on stealing anything from anyone. (unless they're sugar cookies!)
~~~~~~~~~~
I know it's been a while. I've been working and struggling with writer's block. Deal with me people. I love ya!
~~~~~~~~~~
"She's a pretty little thing, isn't she, boy?" Lucius Malfoy said to his son who was currently gaping at the sight of the young girl being held captive by his father.
"What are you planing on doing to her, Sir?" Draco Malfoy asked, ignoring his father's comment.
Lucius grinned diabolically. "You know what goes on, son; No need to let her know," he said. "It's much more fun when we surprise them, you know."
"Of course, Father," Draco said impassively, eyeing the girl. He couldn't just let her life waste away like that. He knew what happened to girls who had been…gifts…at the Death Revels. They were never the same. But Draco Malfoy had not spent six years schooling with those girls.
Said girl, Ginny Weasley, stood in her bindings listening on the conversation being carried on. How was she going to get out of this Merlin forsaken place? Not bloody likely, she told herself. You are surrounded by zealous Death Eaters; eager to…Ginny shuddered.
"I do not think that it would be wise, Father," Draco said coolly and steadily-even though his heart was racing.
Ginny's redhead snapped up in unison with Lucius' blonde one.
"What was that, boy?" Lucius said icily.
"I said, Father," Draco said in a bored manner, " I do not think that it would be wise."
Ginny widened her eyes. Would Lucius take this kind of insolence from his son? And what, in all of magic, would prompt Draco to do this for her?
"What, pray tell, would not be wise?" the older man said with a snarl rivaling that of Severus Snape's.
"Well, Father," Draco sighed outwardly. Why was he doing this? He didn't really care for that Weasley girl very much. "If you insist on knowing-"
"I do," Lucius interrupted.
Draco glared at him. "If you insist on knowing, I have been having a private affair with the girl in recent months."
"An affair?" his father said in a quite disbelieving whisper. "With a WEASLEY???" (needless to say, this whisper and soared to a shout)
Ginny's eyes were bugging out of her head. What the hell? Was Draco Malfoy actually trying to…save her? But did it really need to be like this? An affair with…Draco? HA!
The young wizard smirked. "Yes, Father, a *Weasley*. But if you knew what I now know," Draco Malfoy raised one eyebrow and paused for effect, "You would not be so shocked."
"What?" Ginny shrieked, her eyes popping out of her head even more-if that was possible.
"Don't worry, Sweet. You needn't lie about your…" Draco paused as if searching for the right word, "Forte."
Ginny looked up at him prepared to say some unruly comment which would most likely get her killed, despite the blonde haired boy's efforts. His eyes were sparkling with false delight, but beyond that, she could see his good intentions.
Lucius looked disappointed. With a wave of his wand and a quite mutter, he took the constraints from the young girl's wrists. With his other hand, he shoved her in his son's direction. Ginny hit the ground at Draco's feet; she stopped herself from the quite whimper that nearly escaped from her lips.
"In any event, it's never gratifying if the damsel is not pure." Lucius said, aspiring to compensate for the deprivation. "Get out of my sight, boy, and take your fair maiden with you."
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"Ow!" Ginny Weasley winced. "Ouch! Draco, let go of my wrist!" Draco Malfoy was hauling his burden through a corridor to his private chambers to sort out what needed to be done.
Draco yanked open a heavy oak door and dragged the girl in behind him.
"How the hell did you get yourself into that mess, Weasley?" Draco demanded.
"Well, it looks like were both in a pretty little mess now, doesn't it? Thanks to you!" Ginny retorted.
"Oh, and I'm sure its not YOUR fault that we got in this mess in the first place, now is it?"
"Oh, I'm sure that I just wander around Hogsmeade just ASKING to be kidnapped!"
"I'm sure you do."
Ginny ignored this comment. "But now, everyone in that room, thinks that I'm sleeping with you…and that I'm bloody good at it."
"What did you want me to say, Weasley?" Draco reverberated. "Did you want me to let him kill you?"
Draco looked at her and slumped in a chair. "It really doesn't matter whose fault it is anyway…we have one bleeding situation to get ourselves out of."
~~~~~~~~~~
be SEXY.
it doesn't mean you have to have sex.
~~~~~~~~~~
Hey Tiffany!
That's right!
The Filipino-
And white!
Guess What?
Guess What?
You
Kick
Butt!
~~~~~~~~~~
Yes, well done, Slytherin, well done. However, recent events must be taken into consideration.
~~~~~~~~~~
Please feel free to critique, to inspire, and to acquaint me with your musings! Please? I shall be incessantly indebted!
