Chapter 15
The Chapter With No Creative Title
DISCLAIMER: I disown characters and stuff that belongs to JKR. Except for Danica. She's mine. OH and I OWN SOMETHING NOW!!! I bought Severin L.'s soul again, because he threw a pen at me and I would not give it back until he gave me his soul. It's quite funny.
AN: So sorry that I haven't updated in..five months and eight days. I've been really really really really really busy.actually, I forgot I was writing this because I started another fic, which will be online SOON. But anyway.. ONWARD HO!
Draco opened his eyes wearily. As he stretched, he took in his surroundings. He blinked, and looked around again. HE WASN'T IN HOGWARTS! He was still at Ginny's house. He hadn't been resorted, and Easter hadn't even happened yet!
He got up, and put on a pair of black cargo pants and a black shirt that said "Bowling for Soup". His cousin had sent it to him as a Christmas joke. They were apparently a muggle band. His cousin had also sent him the cd, "Drunk Enough to Dance". It was quite good, considering they WERE muggles.
He then walked downstairs and into the kitchen, where Molly and Ginny were sitting, talking. Ginny looked amazing, as usual. She was wearing blue and white striped capris, and a blue tank top. She looked up, and smiled when she saw Draco.
"Hey, Draco! Sleep well?"
"Yeah. I had a weird dream though, that Dumbledore."
".resorted you?"
"Yeah! How did you know?"
"Had the same dream. Duh!" she said, as if this sort of thing happened every day.
"So, do you want to go outside, and do.stuff?" asked Draco.
"Sure!" she said, catching his drift.
With that, they ran out the door, and over to the swinging bench on the porch, where they proceeded to make-out.
AN: I should mention here that Arthur (Ginny's dad) has no idea about Draco. He's been busy tinkering with a new Ford Anglia.
SEVERAL HOURS LATER (as in, it's night-time now)
Ginny and Draco were still making out as the sun began to set. They were so in to it, that they didn't realize her father walking up to them, with an extremely mad look on his face, and a shovel in his right hand.
"GET YOUR SLIMY HANDS OFF OF MY BABY GIRL!" he shouted.
Draco looked up, and immediately started running for his life. Arthur chased him all around the property with the shovel, brandishing it menacingly.
"AS SOON AS I CATCH YOU I'M GOING TO."
"DON'T YOU DARE FINISH THAT SENTENCE, ARTHUR DANIEL WEASLEY!" shouted a very irate Molly, "HE IS A GUEST/SOULMATE OF OUR DAUGHTER AND YOU WILL TREAT HIM JUST AS YOU WOULD TREAT HARRY! Oh, and by the way, supper's ready!"
***
EASTER SUNDAY
It was Easter Sunday, and Draco, the Weasley's and Harry (who had also been invited for the Easter Holiday's) were sitting in the living room. Suddenly, as if remembering something, Ginny shouted:
"KARAOKE!"
"What?" was the collective response from the group.
"KARAOKE! We always have a karaoke contest after Easter Dinner. I think we should continue the tradition!"
"Okay," said Molly, "Harry will go first."
As if by magic (AN I WONDER?), a stage appeared at the front of the room, and Harry walked up and picked up the microphone.
"What do I sing?" he asked.
"Anything you want. It can even be a muggle song!" said Ron.
Harry stood, lost in thought for a moment, and then began to sing:
Her finger traced I love you In the palm of my hand That's still the only time My belly's ever hit the floor like that
Your feet in my lap We drove the past Knowing we would turn around again
Tell her I'm not sorry Mention my Ferrari Just don't tell her that I miss her She wanted in I wanted out And that's the last thing we talked about
Remember how our hands matched Love lines, same size I guess I should have checked To see the lifelines were in line
I called on the phone You still felt alone And talked about the songs that made you cry
Campfire cookies And John Hughes movies Junior Mints & cold shower Tuesdays November shivers and rearview mirrors And the little things like that
Harry stared at Ginny throughout the song, and then, when finished, glared at Draco and sat down.
Draco stood up, and went to the microphone. He was going to sing his absolute favorite song:
Remember the summertime we were swinging
On the front porch out in the rain It was Sunday you were dressed up again Then we made out under the window pane
And I can still see your dad Running after me with a shovel in his hand I don't remember much after that La la la la, la la la, Oh oh oh oh. La la la la, la la la, Oh oh oh oh.
Remember on Christmas Eve you were crying
I guess you didn't really like the gifts Porno DVDs, and see-thru underwear I should have saved that all for your sister
So I guess I'll just run away, run away, run away He's starting to catch up Run away, run away I think I might throw up Run away, run away
AN: Yeah, kind of short, but it is the result of me bopping around listening to Bowling for Soup! Oh yeah, the songs are:
Cold Shower Tuesdays by Bowling for Soup And Running from your Dad by Bowling for Soup.
The Chapter With No Creative Title
DISCLAIMER: I disown characters and stuff that belongs to JKR. Except for Danica. She's mine. OH and I OWN SOMETHING NOW!!! I bought Severin L.'s soul again, because he threw a pen at me and I would not give it back until he gave me his soul. It's quite funny.
AN: So sorry that I haven't updated in..five months and eight days. I've been really really really really really busy.actually, I forgot I was writing this because I started another fic, which will be online SOON. But anyway.. ONWARD HO!
Draco opened his eyes wearily. As he stretched, he took in his surroundings. He blinked, and looked around again. HE WASN'T IN HOGWARTS! He was still at Ginny's house. He hadn't been resorted, and Easter hadn't even happened yet!
He got up, and put on a pair of black cargo pants and a black shirt that said "Bowling for Soup". His cousin had sent it to him as a Christmas joke. They were apparently a muggle band. His cousin had also sent him the cd, "Drunk Enough to Dance". It was quite good, considering they WERE muggles.
He then walked downstairs and into the kitchen, where Molly and Ginny were sitting, talking. Ginny looked amazing, as usual. She was wearing blue and white striped capris, and a blue tank top. She looked up, and smiled when she saw Draco.
"Hey, Draco! Sleep well?"
"Yeah. I had a weird dream though, that Dumbledore."
".resorted you?"
"Yeah! How did you know?"
"Had the same dream. Duh!" she said, as if this sort of thing happened every day.
"So, do you want to go outside, and do.stuff?" asked Draco.
"Sure!" she said, catching his drift.
With that, they ran out the door, and over to the swinging bench on the porch, where they proceeded to make-out.
AN: I should mention here that Arthur (Ginny's dad) has no idea about Draco. He's been busy tinkering with a new Ford Anglia.
SEVERAL HOURS LATER (as in, it's night-time now)
Ginny and Draco were still making out as the sun began to set. They were so in to it, that they didn't realize her father walking up to them, with an extremely mad look on his face, and a shovel in his right hand.
"GET YOUR SLIMY HANDS OFF OF MY BABY GIRL!" he shouted.
Draco looked up, and immediately started running for his life. Arthur chased him all around the property with the shovel, brandishing it menacingly.
"AS SOON AS I CATCH YOU I'M GOING TO."
"DON'T YOU DARE FINISH THAT SENTENCE, ARTHUR DANIEL WEASLEY!" shouted a very irate Molly, "HE IS A GUEST/SOULMATE OF OUR DAUGHTER AND YOU WILL TREAT HIM JUST AS YOU WOULD TREAT HARRY! Oh, and by the way, supper's ready!"
***
EASTER SUNDAY
It was Easter Sunday, and Draco, the Weasley's and Harry (who had also been invited for the Easter Holiday's) were sitting in the living room. Suddenly, as if remembering something, Ginny shouted:
"KARAOKE!"
"What?" was the collective response from the group.
"KARAOKE! We always have a karaoke contest after Easter Dinner. I think we should continue the tradition!"
"Okay," said Molly, "Harry will go first."
As if by magic (AN I WONDER?), a stage appeared at the front of the room, and Harry walked up and picked up the microphone.
"What do I sing?" he asked.
"Anything you want. It can even be a muggle song!" said Ron.
Harry stood, lost in thought for a moment, and then began to sing:
Her finger traced I love you In the palm of my hand That's still the only time My belly's ever hit the floor like that
Your feet in my lap We drove the past Knowing we would turn around again
Tell her I'm not sorry Mention my Ferrari Just don't tell her that I miss her She wanted in I wanted out And that's the last thing we talked about
Remember how our hands matched Love lines, same size I guess I should have checked To see the lifelines were in line
I called on the phone You still felt alone And talked about the songs that made you cry
Campfire cookies And John Hughes movies Junior Mints & cold shower Tuesdays November shivers and rearview mirrors And the little things like that
Harry stared at Ginny throughout the song, and then, when finished, glared at Draco and sat down.
Draco stood up, and went to the microphone. He was going to sing his absolute favorite song:
Remember the summertime we were swinging
On the front porch out in the rain It was Sunday you were dressed up again Then we made out under the window pane
And I can still see your dad Running after me with a shovel in his hand I don't remember much after that La la la la, la la la, Oh oh oh oh. La la la la, la la la, Oh oh oh oh.
Remember on Christmas Eve you were crying
I guess you didn't really like the gifts Porno DVDs, and see-thru underwear I should have saved that all for your sister
So I guess I'll just run away, run away, run away He's starting to catch up Run away, run away I think I might throw up Run away, run away
AN: Yeah, kind of short, but it is the result of me bopping around listening to Bowling for Soup! Oh yeah, the songs are:
Cold Shower Tuesdays by Bowling for Soup And Running from your Dad by Bowling for Soup.