A/N This chapter's gonna have some changes... Althought it was a short one it was hard for me to write it because of... Never mind! Read it and then review it... Like you always do! Smooch!

Disclaimer: Only I have that sick mind to write a story like this...

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The Go Must Show On

Chapter 8: Frigidy

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Mrs Weasley marched across the living room. She was eagerly waiting for somebody to come. Time was passing by and she began to worry. Ginny knew how to apparate , but still. You never know what can go wrong.

"At last! " she exclaimed when she saw her daughter approaching the room. "What happened? Tell me everything!"

"I will, Mom. Just please calm down." Ginny softly responded. She knew how worried her mother must have been while she was at Hermione's place.

"So, is it true? " Molly Weasley wanted to know something. "Is it?"

"It certainly is." Ginny smiled a bit and momentarily saw a relief on her mother's worried face. Mrs. Weasley was always for Ron and Hermione's relationship. Even when they were still kids. No matter how weird it sounded , she was the one to cry when the two parted.

"Thank Merlin! " she whispered "At least one thing is in order. And what about him? " the expression on her face changed at once.

"Who? You mean, Draco? " Ginny tenderly asked feeling that she was right.

Mrs. Weasley only nodded. She hated to say his name or surname ever since all that happened... Everybody in the Weasley family did. Lucius Malfoy was the one to insensitively kill her husband during the war. He was the reason why seven Weasley kids didn't have a father any more. She was aware that it wasn't Draco's fault at all, but something about his name made her heart freeze. In her eyes, he was the same flesh and blood as the man who brutally killed Arthur and she couldn't help it.

"It seems like he went crazy. Not really. " Ginny quickly added when she noticed the strange gleam in her mother's eyes " I suppose it was his way of reacting to Ron's and Hermione's love feelings again."

"I would like to know what a smart girl like Hermione did with a guy like him. They hated each other, remember!"

"Well, Hermione thought he'd changed. From what she told me , Draco acted quite normal for the past few years. Till yesterday. " Ginny replied.

Nobody spoke for a few minutes. They were both lost in their own worlds full of questions and answers. Since everything was so strange and unbelievable they needed some time to organize their messed thoughts.

"Anyway, I am still quite surprised that their destinies entangled once again." Mrs. Weasley said absentmindedly after some time.

"Yeah, me too." Ginny confirmed still looking thoughtful " I wish I was there yesterday when they all met."

"All? " Mrs. Weasley asked pensively.

"Harry was there, as well." Ginny smiled for a moment on a mention of his name. Maybe years had passed, but she still clearly remembered how crazy she was about the boy who lived.

"Harry?" Molly's eyes widened " Now I don't know what to think... It seems like someone's playing with their lives. Like we're all marionettes, or something. Don't you think, dear? "

"Yes, it all looks like a ... like a .... show that always find a way to go on." Ginny philosophically said and picked up the newspapers that were lying on the table. She didn't notice when the owl flew in with the newest Daily Prophet. Neither did Mrs. Weasley. They were preoccupied with thoughts. Someone Ginny knew very well was on the cover page. Holding hands with a girl. Beautiful one - she had to agree. The guy had black messy hair and a noticeable lightening bolt shaped scar , so there was no doubt who it was. The title of the article only confirmed it - HARRY POTTER FINALLY FOUND A FELLOW-TRAVELLER. Before Ginny knew what she was actually doing ,she threw the newspapers away and ran to her room upstairs. She suddenly had a very strong headache.

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"Want some coffee?" Ron asked Hermione mildly who was quietly sitting in a chair looking through window since Ginny had left. While she was there , Hermione pretended like everything was okay. She didn't want to make Ginny or Mrs. Weasley any more anxious thank they were when they heard what had happened. The truth was that Draco's behavior hurt her worse than she thought it would. Ron left her alone for some time. He didn't know how bad she felt, but he knew that she needed to be alone. Ron remembered that he read once about those post-reactions : you deal with it when it happens, but you don't accept it right away. Complicated and confusing, but Ron respected that.

"Mm?" Hermione was still looking outside not quite aware where she was, who was talking to her and what was he asking.

"I offered you a cup of coffee. I just made it. " Ron patiently repeated and took Hermione's hand.

"No, thank you." She responded quietly.

"Some tea maybe? Or orange juice? If there's anything you ... " Ron started to talk but Hermione only whispered :

"Thank you, but maybe later. "

Ron wasn't sure if he should leave her. Maybe he should but he didn't want to. Ron wanted to be near her and he definitely didn't want to go back to the Showtime. It was enough that he had to be there every night.

"So, Mione... Do you wish to be all alone? I mean, should I leave?" he asked.

"No, don't go! " Hermione exclaimed and immediately stood up to grab Ron's hand. " I am just a bit tired, but I don't want to be alone."

"Then go to bed. Rest for a while." Ron whispered and added "Don't worry. I won't go anywhere. "

Hermione weekly smiled and hugged him. Ron felt strong wish to kiss her, but he restrained himself. He thought that it'd be maybe too much for exhausted Hermione. She didn't tell him, but he was convinced that she hardly even slept last night.

"Here. Let me take you to your bedroom." Ron suggested.

Hermione only nodded in agreement and let him carry her to the bed. The last words she heard before she fell asleep were I love you.

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"That stupid son of a bitch! Oh, he'll see... He'll see!" Draco was shouting at somebody. The person who was standing near him was patiently listening to his curses. Or maybe wasn't listening at all.

"Are you done ?" The person monotonously asked. It was a female around Draco's age. She had very long black and shiny hair. Her face was rather pale. The expression she had could be described as "highly not interested in what anyone is talking about". Big contrast to her black hair were extremely light blue eyes. The ice in them was almost touchable. Her name was Frigidy, who happened to be his sister. From Mom's side of family.

"I haven't even started yet!" Draco yelled.

"Remind me what I am doing here." Frigidy said. It seemed like she didn't pay attention to his words at all.

"To help me work the plan out!" Draco's irritated voice was heard.

"The plan about...?" Frigidy asked showing that she didn't have a clue what Draco said a few times. More than a few times.

"You're unbelievable!" Draco sighed. "Why did I call you?" he muttered.

"Because I'm smart, corrupted, evil , cool-headed and genius." Frigidy smirked.

"Now.. This is very important to me... I will repeat and you ought to listen very carefully."

"There's no need for it. I know what you want for me, although I wasn't paying attention at all. You want me to seduce some poor boy and make his life living hell so you can get your old girlfriend back. Right?" She focused her blue eyes on Draco who immediately seemed happy to see that she understood all.

"More or less."

"And what do I get if I do that?" Frigidy asked without hesitation.

"What do you want the most ? Among everything in the world?" Draco's lips formed a wide grin. He knew what was his sister's vice. He knew what she longed to have. He knew what she couldn't resist.

"The new model of ... " Frigidy couldn't finish the sentence. That was too much. She expected everything except for that. "But, it cost a fortune!"

"Just do what I asked you and you'll get it. Totally new Nimbus 3000. The Pure Gold Edition." Draco whispered in Frigidy's ear who seemed to be lost.

"Oh, I will. I'd do whatever you wish." She managed to say still not believing in what his brother had just said. It was either a very nasty joke or a very big love for that Mudblood. She couldn't understand him. She thought that it was rather humiliating - showing love for somebody that is not a wizard at all.But after a few seconds, Frigidy found she didn't care. As long as she'd get the object she was yearning for.

"That's a good girl." Draco smiled. He knew how to deal with women. There were problems with only one. And that one cost him a lot.

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