Chapter 14: The Invitation
The next day, Draco was sitting in his bedroom. He was reading Animagus: To be or not to be. Not many people knew it, but Transfiguration was his passion. While he couldn't show it at Hogwart's, in private, he read anything he could get his hands on regarding the topic.
While he was avidly reading, a small tap presented itself at his window. Draco looked up to find the most ruffled, rundown looking owl he had ever seen. As the bird looked ready to keel over, he quickly went to the window and opened it. The bird flew in and promptly fell to the ground. Later, Draco would have sworn he heard the bird sigh in annoyance, but for now, he reached down to remove the parchment attached to the sad owl's leg.
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Draco-
Please join us at the Burrow on July 31st from 6-10pm to celebrate Harry's Birthday. Let me know if you can make it ASAP.
Thanks, Ginny
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"AS IF!" thought Draco and rolled his eyes.
"Potter, I just had to come and help you celebrate your birthday. I mean, we ARE going to be like family and all." He said with a feminine flair, hand waving and fluttering eyelashes.
"Puh-lease!"
At that moment, Draco heard a soft knock on his door and his mother entered his room.
"Draco, what is that furry thing on the floor? Did the house elves drop something while cleaning?"
"No, Mom. From the parchment I just received, I would guess that it is the Weasley's owl."
"Ooh! Did you receive a letter from Ginny?"
"Yes, asking me to join them for Harry's birthday party of all things. Like I would want to celebrate anything with that git."
"Draco, I know how you feel about Harry Potter, but this is not about him. This is about getting to know Ginny Weasley, and it seems to me, she is making an effort here. Don't you think you should go for that reason?"
"No. Okay, yes, I just hate the circumstances. I mean, now, I have to buy a present for Potter, ugh!"
Draco shivered in disgust, but he wrote his acceptance to send back with the wretched owl. After all, he HAD promised his mother.
The next day, Draco was sitting in his bedroom. He was reading Animagus: To be or not to be. Not many people knew it, but Transfiguration was his passion. While he couldn't show it at Hogwart's, in private, he read anything he could get his hands on regarding the topic.
While he was avidly reading, a small tap presented itself at his window. Draco looked up to find the most ruffled, rundown looking owl he had ever seen. As the bird looked ready to keel over, he quickly went to the window and opened it. The bird flew in and promptly fell to the ground. Later, Draco would have sworn he heard the bird sigh in annoyance, but for now, he reached down to remove the parchment attached to the sad owl's leg.
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Draco-
Please join us at the Burrow on July 31st from 6-10pm to celebrate Harry's Birthday. Let me know if you can make it ASAP.
Thanks, Ginny
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"AS IF!" thought Draco and rolled his eyes.
"Potter, I just had to come and help you celebrate your birthday. I mean, we ARE going to be like family and all." He said with a feminine flair, hand waving and fluttering eyelashes.
"Puh-lease!"
At that moment, Draco heard a soft knock on his door and his mother entered his room.
"Draco, what is that furry thing on the floor? Did the house elves drop something while cleaning?"
"No, Mom. From the parchment I just received, I would guess that it is the Weasley's owl."
"Ooh! Did you receive a letter from Ginny?"
"Yes, asking me to join them for Harry's birthday party of all things. Like I would want to celebrate anything with that git."
"Draco, I know how you feel about Harry Potter, but this is not about him. This is about getting to know Ginny Weasley, and it seems to me, she is making an effort here. Don't you think you should go for that reason?"
"No. Okay, yes, I just hate the circumstances. I mean, now, I have to buy a present for Potter, ugh!"
Draco shivered in disgust, but he wrote his acceptance to send back with the wretched owl. After all, he HAD promised his mother.