Chapter 2
The Script
Disclaimer: Wouldn't it be funny if J. K. Rowling did write fanfiction, and had to write a disclaimer? What would she say? "I don't own any of this; it all belongs to me!" Anyways, we're not. We know. Don't sue. Unless you feel like it, then we can be our own defense attorneys. It'll be fun.
A/N: This story starts where the other one left off. If you need help remembering, Draco just succumbed (fun word) to us, the authors, and said a very stupid line. It was "That sounds just peachy, Virginia Weasley."
"Good, next line Draco."
"I don't know my next line," Draco complained.
"Why not? You are supposed to know your lines."
"Well, can I look at the script?"
"Fine," we agreed. Characters who don't know there lines annoy us.
Draco: That sounds just peachy, Virginia Weasley.
Ginny: Great! I'll go tell my brother! (Flips her long, straight, green hair over her shoulder and turns to leave)
Draco: Wait! (grabs her hand, which is decorated with a bracelet with spikes) Your brother doesn't like me.
Ginny: Right. Maybe we should keep this a secret.
Draco: Good idea. We'll tell him after I put my dad in Azkaban, and get on your family's good side.
Ginny: Sounds like a plan! ( She flipped her long, curly, red hair over her shoulder) I'll see you in potions, because I'm so brainy I skipped a grade.
Draco: Yes, maybe you can be my partner for today and nobody will notice anything strange.
"What a load of crap!"
"What do you mean?"
"I mean that her hair was green a second ago and now it's red."
"Yes, well, we couldn't decide whether she should be a rebel, or a goody-two-shoes. Just keep reading."
Draco: But before you leave, remember that I'll never let go of your memory. I'll never let go, Ginny.
Ginny: Oh, Draco! (Runs to kiss him)
Ron: Oy! What the hell are you doing?
Ginny: Um, hi, Ron. You're not mad are you?
Ron: No, of course not! I could tell that you've been in love with Draco for years!
Harry: Hey, Ginny. Draco, old buddy! How are you doing?
Draco: Not bad. (Turns to Ginny. Softly,) Are you and Harry together, 'cause⦠(Suddenly he starts to sing, with Harry and Ron doing back up.)
"I don't know what he does to make you cry
But I'll be there to make you smile
I don't have a fancy broom
To get to you, I'd walk a thousand miles
I don't care if he buys you nice things
Does his gifts come from the heart?
I don't know
But if you were my girl, I'd make it
So we'd never be apart
But my love is all
I have to give
Without you I don't
think I could live
I wish I could give the world to you
But love is all I have to give
When you talk
Does it seem like he's not
even listening to a word you say
That's ok baby
Just tell me your problems
I'll try my best to kiss them all away
Does he leave when you need him the most?
Do his friends take all your time
Baby please
I'm on my knees
Praying for day that you'll be mine
But my love is all I have to give
Without you I don't
Think I could live
I wish I could give the world to you
But love is all I have to give to you
Hey girl
Ohhh
I don't want you to cry no more
All the money in the world
Could never add up to all the love that I have inside
Out of you
baby
and I will give it to you
all I can give
all I can give
all
Everything I have is for you
you, you, you, you
What I need
My love is all that I have to give
My love is all that I have to give
Without you I don't think I could live
I wish I could give the world to you
but love is all I have to give
all I have to give
My love is all that I have to give
Without you I don't think I could live
I wish I could give the world to you
but love is all I have to give
to you
Oh, oh, oh
All I have to give
Without you I don't think I could live
give the world to you
but love is all I have to give
That's all I go to give
My love is all that I have to give
Without you I don't think I could live
I wish I could give the world to you
but love is all I have to give"
Ginny: No, Harry and I are not together. (Pushes glasses up over her nose and runs a hand through her short, wavy, orange hair)
"You people are nuts!" Draco cried.
"We are not!"
"You are too! I would never sing Backstreet Boys! They're gay! And what the hell was that crap about never letting go! It sounded like a bad muggle movie!"
"It was," Hermione said tonelessly. She and Ginny were still there, watching with a keen interest.
"You were just singing Avril Lavigne! You have no right to call people gay!"
"I will not say this."
"We'll send you to Hollywood, remember. There you can start a career as a singer. We might even make you impersonate Pink!"
"Fine! As long as I don't have to say anything nice about Potter!"
A/N: We would like to thank:
All of our reviewers for inspiring us to write another chapter to this story
Our father for leaving us sitting outside the ice skating rink for an hour with nothing to do but plan this story
Draco Forever More (Araz) for hopefully not freaking when she realizes that we were making fun of most of her stories when we wrote this
And the Backstreet Boys for hopefully not freaking when we called them gay. Actually, Draco did, but that's not he point.
And our reviewers (again) for responding so quickly to the story. I guess the humor readers are faster then the romance readers.
We apologize if you think that we were making fun of your story. We actually enjoy D/G and write some, ourselves. But we just had to write this funny little thing. There will be one more chapter after this. We'll have it done in about a week.
