Hello everyone.

This is my new fic and I hope that you like it. It is a Draco/Ginny AU fic, (Although for a little while it may not look as though there is any romance in it. There will be, believe it.)

Ok, so, there is something I have to say. In order to make this fic as historical as possible, each of the Weasleys will be referred to by more formalized forms of their names (Virginia, Ronald, Charles, Percival, William, Fredrick) It may be a little strange at first, and in future chapters I may go back to normal with them later. (Or yeah, and Draco's name may have some significance in later chapters)

Anyway, I hope you enjoy this. Read and Review and Enjoy.

DISCLAIMER - The characters are all J.K's, the plot uses some historical events. I don't claim to know all about that so I am kind of going to wing it.

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Massachusetts, 1690

The sunlight shone down on the rolling fields of the country side. The yellows and oranges of the wheat fields swayed in the light, heated summer breeze that crept across the plains.

Virginia watched from the upper window as her brothers toiled in the fields. William, Charles, Fredrick, George, Percival and Ronald all cut the wheat and carried it to the wagons that were lined along side of the fields. She wished she was allowed to be down there with them, sharing their jokes and singing their working songs as the sun bronzed their skin.

Working in the sun would be a lot better than the work she was forced to do inside the house. Doing the jobs of a common slave, cleaning, doing laundry, cooking for the family that she and her brothers were employed by.

Her brothers looked tired. William had just sat down in the shade of the house and it looked as though the others were slowly making their way across the field, wiping their sweaty foreheads on their shirts as they did. Virginia watched as Ronald collapsed and splashed his face with water from the animal trough.

Ronald had been sick lately, but he had not taken the time off of his work. The family they all worked for paid them each one silver coin for the weeks work, and their family, with it being as large as it was, could not afford to not have the coins. They needed to buy bread and look after the one cow that their family had acquired.

"Stop gazing out that window and start working again Virginia" Mrs. Morris snapped "Malfoy isn't going to be happy if this work is not done"

Virginia looked across the room to where Mrs. Morris was shaking a rug out of the window. Mrs. Morris was her boss, head of staff at the Malfoy Manor. Mrs. Morris was right, of course, if Malfoy had found out that she had stopped work, there was a good opportunity that she would not be paid for the week, or that she would be fired from her job, and that would be bad, for if a worker was dismissed from Malfoy Manor, then they would never get a job in their township again.

"I want to take my brothers some fresh water and a piece of bread" Virginia muttered, more to herself than to any one else. Mrs. Morris replaced the rug on the floor and looked at her.

"I know you do sweetheart, but Malfoy would have you out on the street for it, so work" Mrs. Morris replied.

"But, they work so hard, and Ronald..." She began.

"I know, the poor dear has been sick, even on the loudest of days, I can hear him in the fields coughing." Mrs. Morris sighed.

"Why is Malfoy such a heartless man?" Virginia asked. Mrs. Morris looked around the room as though they were not alone.

"Virginia, you mustn't say that about him, he pays us well..." Mrs. Morris began.

"He pays us nothing, Mrs. Morris, and you know it. Me and My brothers work hard for him, and yet he believes he can pay us only one silver coin each?" Virginia replied angrily. "Why, when I worked on the plantation I got more then that, plus a break. He is just old and cheep, nasty man."

"You must not speak that way of him" Mrs. Morris said fearfully.

It was true. Malfoy was a heartless man, he only cared about himself, his son, and his standing the social structure of the community. He was praised as a charitable man by taking in The Weasley children to work on his farm, but the truth of the matter was that they had no choice but to accept his jobs when the plantation shut down and they all lost their jobs.

"But still, if he hears you speaking of him like that, he will have you thrown in the stocks, then what would your dear m other do then, she needs your help looking after the boys." Mrs. Morris reminded her. She nodded sadly.

That was also true. Their father, Arthur, had gone to the next town over to get work when the plantation closed and he was yet to return. He sent money every now and then, when ever he could, but that was often few and far between.

"You should be thanking your lucky stars that Malfoy gave you this job, the towns people were not jumping to take you on when you and your brothers were let go from the plantation...." Mrs. Morris began, but was interrupted by a noise down stairs.

The sickening sound of someone coughing.

"Ronald" Virginia exclaimed, moving from the window and running down the stairs and out of the house, when she got to the yard, she was shocked at what she saw.

Ron was hunched over, coughing violently. "He is to ill to work, one of us will have to take him home." Charles sighed sadly.

"I will" Virginia told them, fighting through the crowd of her brothers to get to him. She helped him to his feet, wincing slightly as another fit of coughs ran through him.

"Virginia, you cant. If Malfoy returns, he will surely fire you. Ronald may lose his job for this, you can not either." George told her, but Virginia was already pushing her way though the group, supporting her brother at her side.

"I will return before then, I will run with the speed of the wind" She replied as she continued to walk back to her house on the other side of the small town.

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"Mother, come quick!" She called as she opened the front door. Suddenly, Virginia's mother came to the door, to see them approaching.

"Oh dear, what is wrong with him?" She asked.

"He was overcome by a fit of coughing" Virginia replied, "I thought I should bring him home. But now I must return before Malfoy finds us both gone."

She turned on her heel quickly and ran from her home, crossing the barren field which used to be wheat, just like the fields on the Malfoy farm, but was now weeds and overgrown grass. When she got to the outskirts of town, Virginia pressed her hand to her forehead and looked across the town square.

The town meeting had finished, and the people were all moving from the church. Even from the distance she was at, she could see Malfoy and his son Draco. There was no way that she could cross the town with out them seeing her. She knew she could have taken the back roads, but she also knew that the back roads would return her to the farm after the Malfoy's did.

Having no choice but to risk moving through the town, she removed the scarp of fabric that was coving her hair, and dusted a little dirt off of her dress. She decided to stick inconspicuously to the shadows of the buildings, out of sight of the town's residents.

Walking quickly, Virginia moved across the town square, hoping against all hope that nothing would come in her way, nothing would let her be caught..

But her hopes were in vain, for as she walked swiftly, her gaze locked with the ground to avoid recognition, she did not see the young man in front of her.

"You should watch where you are going, not the ground, hold your head high and proud." The voice said. Virginia looked up into the eyes of the taller boy. For Virginia the recognition was instant, this was the son of her boss.

"I am sorry sir, I must go" Virginia mumbled, pushing away from the boy and continuing across the square.

"Wait, are you not one of my father's servant girls?" Draco Malfoy asked. Virginia turned back to him. Draco's hard, grey eyes burned his accusation into her, but she refused to look away. "Should you not be cleaning my house?"

Virginia heard the harshness, the loathing in his voice, and for a moment she was scared. Just like his father, Draco Malfoy was an infamously harsh young man who gave no one the benefit of the doubt. She knew that the first thing that he would do is tell his father, then not only would Ginny lose her job, but all of the Weasleys would, and they would probably have no employment ever again.

"I am running a personal errand for your mother" Virginia lied quickly. Draco looked at her suspiciously.

"My mother has been sickly, or so she says, she has not left her room in days. How am I to know that she is well enough to converse with the help?" He spat. Virginia took a step away from him, moving backwards across the square.

"I only know that I was given an order" Virginia replied. "And now that I am finished my errand, I shall return"

Draco reached out quickly, taking her arm harshly "If I find that you have lied to me..."

"You will not find that, for I have not lied" She told him, shrugged his hand off of her arm, and the fled the town square, once again running to the fields to the Malfoy manor, where once again, her brothers were cutting and baling the wheat.

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After Virginia had prepared the evening meal for Malfoy and his son, she prepared herself to leave, and retire home with her brothers for the night. As it usually was every day, herself and the others all stood outside the front door for Malfoy in inspect them, and berate them as he felt needed.

Standing between George and Fred, she waited patiently for Malfoy to exit the house, and find something to yell at them for. She steeled herself in advance for the threats that she knew would be thrown her way, especially if Draco had gone ahead and told him of her being off the property that afternoon.

The front door of the home opened, and each of them straightened a little bit. But relaxed when they saw that it was only Draco who had exited. Shooting the line up of servants a withering look, he made his way across the yard to where the wagons of wheat were.

Virginia realized that he seemed to have a sadistic smile on his face as he climbed onto the back of one of the wagons and chewed on the end of a piece of wheat. She could not help but notice that he would be an attractive man if he did not have a permanent smirk on his face.

She stopped herself from thinking any further on that thought. How could some one that harsh and cold be attractive. Draco Malfoy was definitely his father's son.

The door opened again, and Malfoy moved out of the house. His nose was in the air as he took in the Weasleys, each of them trying in vain to look as respectable as possible under the gaze of their employer.

"Seven of you stepped foot onto this property this morning, and yet, there is only six of you now. Where is the other?" Malfoy asked.

"Umm....he.....well....the thing is...." They all stalled, looking at the grown in front of them.

"I sent him home father" a voice cut through the air. All of the Weasley's turned to the wagon, where Draco had just thrown the chewed piece of wheat to the grown and standing.

"You sent him home?" Malfoy asked, turning to his son. Draco nodded.

"I sent him on an errand just before we left for town, I gave him my permission to return to his home after he was done. He must have finished just before we came home" Draco replied, moving across to where his father was standing. Draco caught Virginia's eye quickly, and then looked away.

"So be it then. You may leave, come, Draco, our dinner waits" Malfoy snapped, returning to the house. The boys all turned and began walking down the long driveway. Virginia stayed where she was, eying Draco.

"Why did you say that, Why did you stick up for my brother?" She asked him.

"You lied to me, and yet I covered for you, I need not tell you that you will pay for my generosity."

She watched as he disappeared into the house, closing the door behind him.

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Hope you liked chapter one.

Draco will become nicer in later chapters.

Tell me what you think of it by reviewing, thanks.