Muggle Year
by Virgi Ca
Epilogue
Marry me.
'Marry me.' Virginia whispered, staring up at the dark ceiling of her four poster bed. The summer breeze gently brushed through her drapes as she listened to the silent night. She turned and saw the evening gown hung up neatly through her white drapes. Her roommates were not in her dorm but instead were still sleeping in the common room with the rest of the Gryffindors. Professor McGonagal will surely get a fright when she sees how messy the common room has turned.
Sighing in content, Virginia rolled over, burying her face into the soft white pillows.
'Marry me.' Draco's voice rang in her head
[flashback]
'Marry.. you?' Virginia stammered, looking at Draco with wide eyes. He wasn't joking, she could see and feel the seriousness in his eyes.
'Yes.' Draco said softly, brushing away locks of red hair that blew into her face. 'Marry me, be my wife, be with me forever, that's all I ask.'
'Draco, we…' Virginia rested her forehead against his chest. 'You're only seventeen, we haven't even graduated yet. You aren't really…'
'So?' Draco whispered, pressing her tightly against him. 'Is there a rule that a seventeen year old can't get fiancee?'
'No…' Virginia's voice trailed. 'But – '
'Just tell me one thing.' Draco said, looking into her eyes. 'Do you love me?'
'Yes.' Virginia whispered. 'Yes I love you.'
'Then marry me.' Draco smiled. Reaching into his pocket, he took out a silver chain with a plain silver band hung on it. Silently, he unhooked it and reached behind Virginia's neck, clasping it in place. He grazed the back of her neck with his slender fingers, repeating the question again. 'Will you make me the happinest man, and marry me Virginia Weasley?'
Virginia gazed into his eyes, gazed at the boy that right now, became a man that offered a shelter for her, a shelter that guaranteed all the love and care she wanted.
Her lips curved into a small smile. Holding out one small hand, she caressed Draco's moon-lit features, then leaned forward and kissed him softly. 'Yes, I will marry you Draco Malfoy. I will…'
[end of flashback]
'Marry me.' Virginia whispered, a small smile playing on her lips. Closing her eyes, she drifted off to sleep, a sleep that she knew, would last.
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'Get up Draco Malfoy!' Hase shouted into the blonde's ear. Rolling around, Draco tried to pull up the covers, but was stopped when the covers were pulled back.
'What's going on?' Pucey asked, poking his head into the fifth and sixth year dorm.
'Our Serpent King here won't wake up.' Bruce said dryly, hands on his waist.
Montague smirked. 'Reckon he's done some serious night time activity?'
Frowning, Pucey went forward and shook Draco, but there was still no response. 'All of the Slytherins are packed and ready.'
'Reckon this will help.' Sneering, Bruce went to his trunk and took out a camera. Hovering it over Draco, he pressed the button.
'BLOODY HELL!' Draco shouted, jumping up from bed, shocked from the sudden flash of light. 'What in the bloody hell was that for?' he demanded, rubbing his eyes.
'You've finally awaken.' Pucey said dryly, shaking his head.
'What in the world have you done last night?' Montague asked. 'Shagging?'
'Shut up!' Draco growled, throwing at Monatgue his pillow.
'Ha ha, you won't get me this time.' Montague declared, catching the pillow with one hand.
'What's the time?' Draco mumbled, yawning.
'Ten o'clock my friend.' Hase said, standing up.
'This will make me a fortune.' Bruce smirked, waving his camera. 'Draco Malfoy in bed… lots of girls would buy it.'
Draco glared at Bruce. 'You better not.'
'Come, you have thirty minutes before we have to have breakfast in the hall, Hogwarts Express leaves at one o'clock.' Pucey said in his captain tone.
'Yeah, just go.' Draco said absently, racking his short blonde hair, he waved his hand impatiently. 'Go, I'll be down in twenty minutes.'
'Hurry.' Bruce reminded, the motioned for the others to leave the dorm.
'Hey, really Draco,' Montague said, turning around, holding the door open. 'What did you do last night? Have sex? And what's with the tux?
'Get out!' Draco yelled, throwing another pillow at the laughing Montague who closed the oak door on que.
Draco closed his eyes, taking deep breaths, trying to recover from the small commotion with his housemates. Giving himself a goofy he pushed himself off his cozy bed, reluctant to leave the sleep he had last night, the best sleep in his seventeen years of life.
Grabbing a towel and his school robes, he pushed open the bathroom door and entered, catching a glimpse of himself in mirror. He paused and looked at himself, something he rarely did before.
He looked happy.
Grinning to himself with no reason, he started to undress himself and stepped into the shower, turning on the steamy hot water, letting it pour directly onto his head.
Sighing in pleasure, he leaned against the white tiles of the shower and looked up, his vision blurry with the steam.
'Yes, I will marry you Draco Malfoy, I will…'
I have a fiancee. Draco thought. She's going to be my wife.
'Virginia.' Draco whispered, whipping his face with hot water.
His life was going to have a fresh start. He knew it.
'With her by my side.'
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The hall was full of life as students bustled around to say their first rounds of Goodbyes. The students of Beauxsbaton and Durmstrang were scheduled to leave at twelve and most of them were most unwilling to be separated from the friends they met here at Hogwarts.
'Hey, where's Ginny?' Yvette asked, coming up to the Gryffindor crowd with Barlow.
'Huh?' Evelyne looked up.
'She's still in the Gryffindor Tower. She wouldn't wake up this morning.' Geraldine replied.
Yvette raised her eyebrows. 'Wouldn't wake up?'
Hermione nodded. 'Yeah. Really wasn't like her, but maybe she was tired from the partying last night.'
Yvette nodded. 'Yeah, Moyet threw a fit when he discovered that almost all of the Beauxsbaton students were missing.'
'So, what are your plans Yvette?' Harry asked, motioning for her to sit down with the rest of the gang.
Yvette shrugged. 'For this summer, I'll be staying with Aunt Felicity at Hogsmeade, so I won't take off until all of the Hogwarts student leave for the Hogwarts Express. But I'll be back at New York in mid-August before I head back for France.'
'And you?' Ron asked, turning to Barlow.
Barlow raised his eyebrows. 'Well, I'll have to attend my graduation ceremony in Durmstrang before I go back to Ireland. I'm thinking of living in the muggle world, but that will require serious thinking.'
'Muggle life.' Evelyne, looked up, grinning. 'You know living as a muggle wouldn't be that bad.'
'Yeah.' Dean responded.
'Living like a muggle is good.' Harry said dryly, 'but never live like me, my life with the Dursleys is a misery.'
That made all of them laugh.
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'Who's going to be captain of the Quidditch team next year?' Montague asked, helping himself with some oatmeal.
Pucey sulked and poured himself a glass of pumpkin juice. 'Well, I guess we have to get another captain because I will no longer be at Hogwarts.'
'Come on.' Faith teased, 'be a good sport. You can't expect Slytherin to win the cup every year!'
'But we've never really won Gryffindor ever since the almighty Potter came along.' Hase muttered, gulping down some orange juice.
'True story.' Dolores mumbled with her mouth full of bread. 'But we seventh years won't be able to see you guys win them, so good luck.'
'Thanks for the help.' Bruce said dryly.
'Draco maybe?' Dolores snapped, shooting a glare at Bruce.
Pucey rested his chin on his palm. 'I don't know. As much as I can't deny that he is an excellent seeker, he just isn't the type that can lead a team. And when he desperately wants to win Potter, I don't think he would have a clear mind on the whole situation of the Quidditch pit.'
'You have a point there.' Dolores responded meaningfully. 'I guess you'll have to talk to Snape about this.'
'Yeah, I guess I have to.' Pucey grumbled, pouring himself another glass of pumpkin juice.
Hoots rang from a distance, catching the attention of all the students in the hall. Gasps followed as the flock of owls soared through the hall, dropping down endless pieces of the Daily Prophet.
'What's with this?' Montague exclaimed, finding a piece landing right into his bowl of oatmeal, splashing it into his face.
'Weird, everybody getting mail on the last day of school?' Hase raised his eyebrows at his fellow Slytherins before looking down.
'Just see what's in it.' Pucey said, opening the newspaper. The noisy hall hushed with silence as all the students started to read the headlines.
The silence continued until a voice from the Gryffindor table shouted in outrage.
'WHAT IN THE BLOODY HELL IS THIS?'
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Surveying the empty dorm, Virginia sighed and reached for the evening gown that was hung on the wall and carefully packed it into her trunk. She blinked when her fingers brushed something leather. Pushing some clothes away, she found the leather-bound book sitting there, staring back at her.
Draco had given it back to her last night before taking her back to the Gryffindor Tower. She knew everything about it and despite its dangerous nature, she decided to keep it, along with the one Draco had.
She didn't know, but somehow she had a feeling that it would be of a good help in the future, especially about the Dark Mark Draco had. Draco had told her that Dumbledore suggested that they keep it, although it must not be known to anyone besides Snape.
'Don't think about this now Virginia Weasley.' She scolded herself, closing her trunk with a loud bang. Picking up a small book that she planned to read on the Hogwarts Express, she shrugged on her black school robes and opened the door, heading for the staircase.
'So late Ginny?' the Fat Lady said cheerfully as she swung shut after Virginia climbed out.
'Yeah, I overslept.' Virginia confessed sheepishly.
'Overslept?' the Fat Lady's eyes bugged out. 'Dear me, you never have overslept before! What did you do last night?'
Got engaged? Virginia thought to herself, giving the Fat Lady a silly smile.
'Dear me! That's a lovely ring chain!' the Fat Lady commented, eyeing the simple yet elegant silver ring that was hung around her neck.
'Oh this?' Virginia reached out a hand and fingered it. 'It was a present from a friend, lovely isn't it?'
'Yes, yes… but a bit plain for a teenage girl like you, don't you think?' the Fat Lady said, squinting her eyes to get a better view. 'Shouldn't you girls like rings with patterns and match them with bracelets and big earrings? That's what I saw the other girls doing.'
'No,' Virginia smiled at the ring. 'It's not for decoration, it's for a memory.'
'A memory… ah yes.' The Fat Lady smiled at her broadly. 'Well, off you go, your housemates are waiting. I'll see you again next year now wouldn't I?'
'Yes, and you too!' Virginia said, returning the smile.
'Ha!' the Fat Lady snorted. 'Me having a good summer? No picture at Hogwarts would have a good summer with only Filch to talk to!'
Virginia laughed, then flew down the wide hallway, her robes billowing at her ankles. She had to say goodbye to Yvette and the cast before they left, last night's party didn't provide a good environment for that.
She cocked her head when she heard nothing but silence from the Great Hall. Curious, she pushed open the doors and was instantly startled by a thousand pairs of eyes cast on her. Looking around, she blinked, not getting what was going on.
'GINNY WEASLEY!' Ron suddenly roared, leaping over the benches and storming towards her, kicking over a few jugs of pumpkin juice in the way.
Virginia took a step back as she watched her brother charge forward in fury, fire shooting from his eyes, the Daily Prophet crushed in his left hand.
'What?' Virginia stammered as he stopped right in front of her.
'This, is what!' Ron spat, thrusting the wrinkled paper into her hands. Everyone watched her as she smoothed the piece of paper out and scanned the headlines, her jaw dropping open.
And at the same time, Draco decided to walk into the Great Hall, yawning, which did not help the situation at all.
'Draco Malfoy…' Ron seethed, hauling forward, but was stopped by Dean and Colin who rushed forward.
'What?' Draco sneered, narrowing his eyes.
'What?' Ron repeated incredulously, his eyes wide. 'Look at what you did you bastard!'
Draco looked down and found Virginia hand trembling. He blinked when Virginia turned and stared at him dumbly. Not understanding the situation at all, he looked over Virginia's shoulder which just made Ron even more furious and read what was left on the wrinkled Daily Prophet.
Draco Malfoy and Ginny Weasley Engaged! Matched Up by the Theatre of the Century!
Draco Malfoy and Ginny Weasley, stars of the theatre production 'Fly High' have been secretly engaged! Reliable sources state that they have been in love for almost ten months and have decided to proceed to a higher level of their relationship. Malfoy had seemingly proposed to Weasley last night under the romantic moonlight by the lake, reminiscing their beautiful time during the production.
The Malfoys and Weasleys have never been on good terms ever since ancient times, the love between the two young ones of this generation may just be the turning point of the two families relationship! According to them, they will marry after their graduation, provided that they have the permission of their parents.
Rita Skeeter.
There was even a picture of the two of them kissing by the lake last night right beside the article.
'I'm going to kill that woman.' Draco muttered, racking his soft blonde hair violently.
'And before you kill her, I will kill you!' Ron declared.
'Wai – wait!' Virginia cried, trying to stop her brother.
'Is it true Draco, you two are really engaged?' Montague asked, looking at him incredulously. 'And I thought you said you two were nothing!'
Draco rolled his eyes. 'Will you just shut up?'
'I'm going to kill you, I really am!' Ron growled, reaching for his wand.
'Oh no…' Virginia shook her head. 'Calm down Ron, it's not like it sounds – ' she yelped out loud when Draco scooped her up into his arms, firing off hoots and screams.
'What are you doing?' Virginia hissed into his ear as she was forced to wrap slim arms around his neck.
'Saving my ass and yours.' Draco said as-a-matter-of-factly, planting a quick kiss on her lips right in front of everyone.
'DRACO MALFOY!' Ron roared, trying to free himself from the increasing people whom were trying to stop him. 'Come back here you two!'
Making a face at him, Draco turned and took off, carrying his fiancée with him.
'Really, where are we going?' Virginia asked as they flew down the stairs.
Draco stopped for a second, then leaned down and kissed her forehead.
'To a place where no one will disturb us I suppose?'
The End
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Muggle Year II: Dark Materials
