Disclaimer: No, sadly, I don't own any characters in Harry Potter. The
characters belong to J.K. Rowling.
--What happened in that last chapter-
The girls finally lifted Ron from the floor and started down the hall towards their House.
Silence engulfed them all.
When Ginny looked back to catch Draco's eye, she found he was already gone.
Chapter 6
Seven Years Later
"Oh, I'm so happy for you, Hermione!" Ginny practically flung herself to her brunette friend. They were both in Ginny's small but decent apartment, bubbling over every detail of how Ron proposed to Hermione.
"So, how about you, Ginny?" Ginny stopped and looked up to Hermione.
"What about me?"
"Well, how's your love life coming along? Have you met Mr. Right?"
She sighed. "No, not yet."
"What happened to Harry?" Hermione's brow wrinkled in worry. "What was wrong with him?"
"He was just so.Harry. We never could spend more than five minutes together without being ambushed by reporters. And nothing ever sparked between me and Harry."
"Oh, I see." Hermione sounded somewhat disappointed. She sat down on the couch.
For some reason, Ginny felt the need to go on. "And Seamus was nice, so was Neville-oh, bless Neville-but, I don't know, there was never any chemistry."
"What about Malfoy?" Hermione asked suddenly. "I mean, there was obviously some chemistry there, even if it was, at that time, purely physical."
"It wasn't purely physical! It was raging hormones and unresolved sexual tension!"
"Excuse me?" Hermione was flabbergasted that Ginny could say such a thing. She dismissed it with a wave of her hand.
"Well, he's very successfully nowadays, now that his father has been locked away." Hermione produced a nail file from nowhere and started on her nails. "I mean, I wouldn't be able to blame you for being attracted to him. He's is rather good looking."
Ginny threw the cushion she was sitting on at Hermione. "You can't think like that! You've got Ron."
"Yes, well, I can look."
"Ugh."
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Draco Malfoy walked along the crowded street with a broom in his hand, stopping every once in a while to look up at the windows in the buildings. He hoped he didn't look suspicious. He stopped in front of a nice looking apartment building, straddled the broom and kicked off.
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"Hermione, I can't believe-(
Clink.
Hermione looked to the window.
"What was that?"
"I don't know." Ginny cautiously walked towards the window. When she reached it, she threw up the window and was met with the face of silver- haired sexgod.
"Er, Hullo," the sexgod said.
She screamed. Then panicked and pushed the blonde away. He flipped over on his broom and nearly lost grip, but managed to swerve back to the window.
"Malfoy?!" Why was Malfoy floating three stories up by her window? "What are you doing here?"
Malfoy smirked. "I just came to ask you if you would like to come to dinner with me."
"What?" They had not spoken since that incident in Ginny's sixth year, so why on earth would he want her to come to dinner with him?
"I won't take no for an answer." He flashed a smile at her. Ginny nearly melted.
"I suppose-well, why not?" He motioned for her to climb onto the broomstick behind him, and she did. As he prepared to kick off, he threw a thankful glance to Hermione.
Hermione smiled back. What an interesting date they were going to have.
[Hey everybody! I think this is the last chapter. I've dragged this on for so long, I can't stand it. I know this ends kind of abruptly, and I'm sorry. Please review!
Luv ya, Silver.Tipped.Wings]
--What happened in that last chapter-
The girls finally lifted Ron from the floor and started down the hall towards their House.
Silence engulfed them all.
When Ginny looked back to catch Draco's eye, she found he was already gone.
Chapter 6
Seven Years Later
"Oh, I'm so happy for you, Hermione!" Ginny practically flung herself to her brunette friend. They were both in Ginny's small but decent apartment, bubbling over every detail of how Ron proposed to Hermione.
"So, how about you, Ginny?" Ginny stopped and looked up to Hermione.
"What about me?"
"Well, how's your love life coming along? Have you met Mr. Right?"
She sighed. "No, not yet."
"What happened to Harry?" Hermione's brow wrinkled in worry. "What was wrong with him?"
"He was just so.Harry. We never could spend more than five minutes together without being ambushed by reporters. And nothing ever sparked between me and Harry."
"Oh, I see." Hermione sounded somewhat disappointed. She sat down on the couch.
For some reason, Ginny felt the need to go on. "And Seamus was nice, so was Neville-oh, bless Neville-but, I don't know, there was never any chemistry."
"What about Malfoy?" Hermione asked suddenly. "I mean, there was obviously some chemistry there, even if it was, at that time, purely physical."
"It wasn't purely physical! It was raging hormones and unresolved sexual tension!"
"Excuse me?" Hermione was flabbergasted that Ginny could say such a thing. She dismissed it with a wave of her hand.
"Well, he's very successfully nowadays, now that his father has been locked away." Hermione produced a nail file from nowhere and started on her nails. "I mean, I wouldn't be able to blame you for being attracted to him. He's is rather good looking."
Ginny threw the cushion she was sitting on at Hermione. "You can't think like that! You've got Ron."
"Yes, well, I can look."
"Ugh."
-------
Draco Malfoy walked along the crowded street with a broom in his hand, stopping every once in a while to look up at the windows in the buildings. He hoped he didn't look suspicious. He stopped in front of a nice looking apartment building, straddled the broom and kicked off.
-------
"Hermione, I can't believe-(
Clink.
Hermione looked to the window.
"What was that?"
"I don't know." Ginny cautiously walked towards the window. When she reached it, she threw up the window and was met with the face of silver- haired sexgod.
"Er, Hullo," the sexgod said.
She screamed. Then panicked and pushed the blonde away. He flipped over on his broom and nearly lost grip, but managed to swerve back to the window.
"Malfoy?!" Why was Malfoy floating three stories up by her window? "What are you doing here?"
Malfoy smirked. "I just came to ask you if you would like to come to dinner with me."
"What?" They had not spoken since that incident in Ginny's sixth year, so why on earth would he want her to come to dinner with him?
"I won't take no for an answer." He flashed a smile at her. Ginny nearly melted.
"I suppose-well, why not?" He motioned for her to climb onto the broomstick behind him, and she did. As he prepared to kick off, he threw a thankful glance to Hermione.
Hermione smiled back. What an interesting date they were going to have.
[Hey everybody! I think this is the last chapter. I've dragged this on for so long, I can't stand it. I know this ends kind of abruptly, and I'm sorry. Please review!
Luv ya, Silver.Tipped.Wings]