Chapter Eight: Hello's and Hexes
AN: Yeah, yeah, I know, I was lazy yesterday and didn't put up a new chapter, but hey! I had to go to work! So, lay off! Yeah, I am 14 and I have a job, but I get money, and we all know that it's All About the Benjamin's.oops. There I go, mixing Jay-Z and Harry Potter. Again. Whatever.
Disclaimer: HEY! The fudglets aren't real? You're so mean Azali! Anyway, I don't own anything. Not even Tom Felton. Or Frankie Galasso. Poo. Oh, just so y'all know, don't EVER volunteer to baby-sit at your church's VBS, for kids who are too young for VBS, and parent's teach. I did, and I had to baby-sit a crying baby and a really smart 2-year-old for two hours. NOT FUN!
Ginny was sitting in the library, helping Pansy with her Care of Magical Creatures homework. True to her wish, Ginny had become close friends with Pansy. After hanging out with her for the last three weeks, Ginny had discovered that Pansy wasn't actually very mean, it was just a cover so people wouldn't know about all of her insecurities. Suddenly, Ginny heard a familiar voice behind her.
"So, now you're budding up with the Slytherins? It's worse than we thought."
Ginny turned slowly. The speaker was Fred. George and Ginny's mother joined him.
"Ginny, why? Why are you dating Malfoy when you know he's our enemy? It doesn't make any sense!" cried George.
"I'm extremely disappointed in you, Ginny," said her mum.
"Well, mum, I'm extremely disappointed in you, because I thought that you, of all people, would forget differences, and be HAPPY for me. It's not my fault that my soulmate is Draco Malfoy. In fact, if you asked me just last year if I thought I would be with him for the rest of my life, I would have laughed at you. I would have told you to go to St. Mungo's straight away, because you were obviously very ill of mind. But, it's different now. If you knew, if you could just see the way he treats me, you'd be happy for us. I know our families have never gotten along very well, but can't we just put the past behind us, and look to the future?" she pleaded, pain in her eyes.
"Well, if he's as good as you say he is, I guess he's welcome at the Burrow whenever he wants to come and visit you," said Mrs. Weasly.
"Yes, but if he even TRYS to break your heart, I'll break his head!" claimed George.
***
Meanwhile, Draco was enduring a visit from his father.
"A Weasly? Young man, I thought that you, of all people would have had better taste! What about that Parkinson girl who always followed you around? At least her parents follow the Dark Lord!"
"She's just a friend, Dad."
"You are no son of mine. I disown you. And, if you come near our home again, I will hex you beyond all belief. I will use a banishing charm to transport your belongings to Hogwarts. Find your own new home." With that, Lucius disapperated into thin-air. Fifteen minutes later, a large pile of parcels appeared in the room.
"I guess I need to talk to Ginny about this" he said to himself.
***
"Ginny! Ginny!" Draco called when he spotted her down a corridor.
"Yes?"
Draco then realized that she was with her mother, and the twins.
"Hello, Mrs. Weasly. Fred. George. How are you?"
"If you even think about hurting my baby sister," Fred started.
"Fred, please. Be a dear," admonished Mrs. Weasly.
"I hate to intrude on you like this, but there is something very important that I must tell all of you," said Draco, nervously.
"What is it, Draco?" asked Ginny, worried.
"Well, my father disowned me for, you know, being your soulmate, and well, I have to build a new home. I was going to go home for Easter, but, there is no where for me to go now."
"I'm sure it would be JUST FINE if you stayed at our home over the Easter holidays," said Ginny, glancing at her family as she said this.
"Yes, just fine."said Mrs. Weasly.
"Thank you so much! Well, I'd better be going. I have to help Crabbe with his Potions homework." With that, Draco rushed off, a happy smile plastered on his face.
AN: Okay, it wasn't much of a chapter. So? I had writer's block. You're lucky you even got this out of me! Well, I'll have more later, in Chapter Nine: Bunnies and Buttons. (That is a working title)
AN: Yeah, yeah, I know, I was lazy yesterday and didn't put up a new chapter, but hey! I had to go to work! So, lay off! Yeah, I am 14 and I have a job, but I get money, and we all know that it's All About the Benjamin's.oops. There I go, mixing Jay-Z and Harry Potter. Again. Whatever.
Disclaimer: HEY! The fudglets aren't real? You're so mean Azali! Anyway, I don't own anything. Not even Tom Felton. Or Frankie Galasso. Poo. Oh, just so y'all know, don't EVER volunteer to baby-sit at your church's VBS, for kids who are too young for VBS, and parent's teach. I did, and I had to baby-sit a crying baby and a really smart 2-year-old for two hours. NOT FUN!
Ginny was sitting in the library, helping Pansy with her Care of Magical Creatures homework. True to her wish, Ginny had become close friends with Pansy. After hanging out with her for the last three weeks, Ginny had discovered that Pansy wasn't actually very mean, it was just a cover so people wouldn't know about all of her insecurities. Suddenly, Ginny heard a familiar voice behind her.
"So, now you're budding up with the Slytherins? It's worse than we thought."
Ginny turned slowly. The speaker was Fred. George and Ginny's mother joined him.
"Ginny, why? Why are you dating Malfoy when you know he's our enemy? It doesn't make any sense!" cried George.
"I'm extremely disappointed in you, Ginny," said her mum.
"Well, mum, I'm extremely disappointed in you, because I thought that you, of all people, would forget differences, and be HAPPY for me. It's not my fault that my soulmate is Draco Malfoy. In fact, if you asked me just last year if I thought I would be with him for the rest of my life, I would have laughed at you. I would have told you to go to St. Mungo's straight away, because you were obviously very ill of mind. But, it's different now. If you knew, if you could just see the way he treats me, you'd be happy for us. I know our families have never gotten along very well, but can't we just put the past behind us, and look to the future?" she pleaded, pain in her eyes.
"Well, if he's as good as you say he is, I guess he's welcome at the Burrow whenever he wants to come and visit you," said Mrs. Weasly.
"Yes, but if he even TRYS to break your heart, I'll break his head!" claimed George.
***
Meanwhile, Draco was enduring a visit from his father.
"A Weasly? Young man, I thought that you, of all people would have had better taste! What about that Parkinson girl who always followed you around? At least her parents follow the Dark Lord!"
"She's just a friend, Dad."
"You are no son of mine. I disown you. And, if you come near our home again, I will hex you beyond all belief. I will use a banishing charm to transport your belongings to Hogwarts. Find your own new home." With that, Lucius disapperated into thin-air. Fifteen minutes later, a large pile of parcels appeared in the room.
"I guess I need to talk to Ginny about this" he said to himself.
***
"Ginny! Ginny!" Draco called when he spotted her down a corridor.
"Yes?"
Draco then realized that she was with her mother, and the twins.
"Hello, Mrs. Weasly. Fred. George. How are you?"
"If you even think about hurting my baby sister," Fred started.
"Fred, please. Be a dear," admonished Mrs. Weasly.
"I hate to intrude on you like this, but there is something very important that I must tell all of you," said Draco, nervously.
"What is it, Draco?" asked Ginny, worried.
"Well, my father disowned me for, you know, being your soulmate, and well, I have to build a new home. I was going to go home for Easter, but, there is no where for me to go now."
"I'm sure it would be JUST FINE if you stayed at our home over the Easter holidays," said Ginny, glancing at her family as she said this.
"Yes, just fine."said Mrs. Weasly.
"Thank you so much! Well, I'd better be going. I have to help Crabbe with his Potions homework." With that, Draco rushed off, a happy smile plastered on his face.
AN: Okay, it wasn't much of a chapter. So? I had writer's block. You're lucky you even got this out of me! Well, I'll have more later, in Chapter Nine: Bunnies and Buttons. (That is a working title)