Ginny fidgeted impatiently in the French Muggle restaurant that she had
agreed to meet Draco at. His wedding was in two days. She had barely made
her publishing deadline. She sat alone in a corner booth, twiddling with
the very first copy of her book, waiting for him. This was the last time
she would ever see him. As of tonight she was immigrating to America. A
fresh start was all she needed, a fresh start without Draco Malfoy. Her
brow furrowed as the sky got dark. She was early, and damn him if he was a
second late. He was a Malfoy, and Malfoys are known for their punctuality.
Right on time, Draco showed up, wearing a black Muggle outfit. His blonde hair was falling loosely in his face and his silver eyes. Ginny looked at him and smiled weakly.
"Good evening, darling." He purred as he sat into the seat across from her.
"Yes, same to you, too." Ginny said, her voice quavering a bit. She was on the edge of her seat, she was so nervous.
"What's wrong, Weasel?" He drawled.
"Nothing! And don't call me Weasel!" She shouted back. She burst out into a smile. It was amazing how Draco could make her happy, even while throwing useless insults.
"What did you need, love?" Draco asked, "I assume you called me from the hells of marital bliss for a reason?" He winked suggestively.
"I asked you to come here for two reasons. One, I have a gift for you." She presented her book to him over the table. He smiled and took it from her hands.
"Wow! You've really outdone yourself this time, Gin! I congratulate you on completing your goal!"
"That's the first copy. I wanted you to have it, seeing as how you are one of the main characters. Think of it as a parting gift." She said.
"Parting gift? Where are you going?" Draco asked, his face falling.
"America. You know, for a new start. I need to get out of England. It's too cramped here."
"But Gin. what about me? You're just going to leave? We're through, then?" He asked, his voice genuinely hurt.
"Draco, you're marrying her. Your father's dead now, you don't have to! If you are really serious about keeping our relationship going, then I want you to break of the engagement with her, and see only me." Ginny was looking deep into his silver eyes. He leaned back and nodded.
"I see where this is going. You want me to tell everyone about us. You want it to become common knowledge, so you can show me off to all of your friends. Is that it, Virginia? You want a handsome showpiece?"
"No, Draco. I want a boyfriend. A real, tangible boyfriend. I want someone that I can love out in the open! I spent my entire Hogwarts career with you! I am twenty years old, and I want to get married, to have children! I want to live in the same house as the person I love! If that's not going to be you, then, I'll find someone new in America!" She began to gather up her cloak and her purse, "And by the way, Draco, I've already taken care of the whole telling people thing. You needn't worry about it. Read the book, Draco, you'll see! Have a nice life, Malfoy, it was fun while it lasted." And with that, she was gone. The entire crowd of people around them burst into applause. Ginny had to run out of the restaurant. She didn't want him to see her cry. Her heart was in front of him, in the shape of a brand new, hardcover book. Her book. Free Cell.
Back in the restaurant, people were hounding Draco. They all wanted the name of Ginny's book. If his Malfoy senses were right, then if all of these people read her book, then his reputation might be ruined! It was too late now! Almost all of them had seen the title, and when the others couldn't get close, they just yelled it to the crowd. Draco snatched the book from the filthy Muggle's hand and left the restaurant with a flourish. He didn't look for Ginny, she knew how to apparate and he wasn't going to see her anytime soon. That much was certain.
Sadness tugged at his heart. She had given him his chance to make her his forever. He looked up to the sky. The snow had begun to fall, and he knew that it was going to be a long winter. His life was pretty much ruined. He was marrying Pansy in two days. He had no choice but to go through with it now. IF he didn't, then the entire fight with Ginny was useless. He silently cursed Lucius Malfoy for making him do this. His father night not be with him in body, but something pulled at him, telling him that if he didn't marry Parkinson, that something bad was going to happen. Damn Lucius for cursing him. He could never tell Ginny that, though. She wouldn't be able to take it. Poor girl. And now he had left her alone to go to America and live with the filth there.
Grumpily he pulled out his wand and apparated to the Malfoy Manor. He was all alone, and had nothing better to do than read a book. Maybe Ginny's book would cheer him up. He delved into the first few pages and grinned. It was a strange thing to see a Malfoy grin, and Draco did it with enthusiasm. This book was oozing with everything Ginny. It already rose to the top of his favorite thing to read list.
All across the world, people were putting their noses into books, and reading them. On that fateful winter's day, Virginia Anne Weasley's Free Cell was the most common. Her little piece of heart had risen to the top of the international best seller's list.
Only, she wasn't celebrating.
She was packing.
Virginia Weasley was leaving England, and going to start over. She left Draco with her book in the European country, and she wasn't planning on picking it up any time soon.
Her old life was over. She said goodbye to Ginny, the one who let men walk all over her, and hello to Virginia, the sophisticated, single journalist.
Right on time, Draco showed up, wearing a black Muggle outfit. His blonde hair was falling loosely in his face and his silver eyes. Ginny looked at him and smiled weakly.
"Good evening, darling." He purred as he sat into the seat across from her.
"Yes, same to you, too." Ginny said, her voice quavering a bit. She was on the edge of her seat, she was so nervous.
"What's wrong, Weasel?" He drawled.
"Nothing! And don't call me Weasel!" She shouted back. She burst out into a smile. It was amazing how Draco could make her happy, even while throwing useless insults.
"What did you need, love?" Draco asked, "I assume you called me from the hells of marital bliss for a reason?" He winked suggestively.
"I asked you to come here for two reasons. One, I have a gift for you." She presented her book to him over the table. He smiled and took it from her hands.
"Wow! You've really outdone yourself this time, Gin! I congratulate you on completing your goal!"
"That's the first copy. I wanted you to have it, seeing as how you are one of the main characters. Think of it as a parting gift." She said.
"Parting gift? Where are you going?" Draco asked, his face falling.
"America. You know, for a new start. I need to get out of England. It's too cramped here."
"But Gin. what about me? You're just going to leave? We're through, then?" He asked, his voice genuinely hurt.
"Draco, you're marrying her. Your father's dead now, you don't have to! If you are really serious about keeping our relationship going, then I want you to break of the engagement with her, and see only me." Ginny was looking deep into his silver eyes. He leaned back and nodded.
"I see where this is going. You want me to tell everyone about us. You want it to become common knowledge, so you can show me off to all of your friends. Is that it, Virginia? You want a handsome showpiece?"
"No, Draco. I want a boyfriend. A real, tangible boyfriend. I want someone that I can love out in the open! I spent my entire Hogwarts career with you! I am twenty years old, and I want to get married, to have children! I want to live in the same house as the person I love! If that's not going to be you, then, I'll find someone new in America!" She began to gather up her cloak and her purse, "And by the way, Draco, I've already taken care of the whole telling people thing. You needn't worry about it. Read the book, Draco, you'll see! Have a nice life, Malfoy, it was fun while it lasted." And with that, she was gone. The entire crowd of people around them burst into applause. Ginny had to run out of the restaurant. She didn't want him to see her cry. Her heart was in front of him, in the shape of a brand new, hardcover book. Her book. Free Cell.
Back in the restaurant, people were hounding Draco. They all wanted the name of Ginny's book. If his Malfoy senses were right, then if all of these people read her book, then his reputation might be ruined! It was too late now! Almost all of them had seen the title, and when the others couldn't get close, they just yelled it to the crowd. Draco snatched the book from the filthy Muggle's hand and left the restaurant with a flourish. He didn't look for Ginny, she knew how to apparate and he wasn't going to see her anytime soon. That much was certain.
Sadness tugged at his heart. She had given him his chance to make her his forever. He looked up to the sky. The snow had begun to fall, and he knew that it was going to be a long winter. His life was pretty much ruined. He was marrying Pansy in two days. He had no choice but to go through with it now. IF he didn't, then the entire fight with Ginny was useless. He silently cursed Lucius Malfoy for making him do this. His father night not be with him in body, but something pulled at him, telling him that if he didn't marry Parkinson, that something bad was going to happen. Damn Lucius for cursing him. He could never tell Ginny that, though. She wouldn't be able to take it. Poor girl. And now he had left her alone to go to America and live with the filth there.
Grumpily he pulled out his wand and apparated to the Malfoy Manor. He was all alone, and had nothing better to do than read a book. Maybe Ginny's book would cheer him up. He delved into the first few pages and grinned. It was a strange thing to see a Malfoy grin, and Draco did it with enthusiasm. This book was oozing with everything Ginny. It already rose to the top of his favorite thing to read list.
All across the world, people were putting their noses into books, and reading them. On that fateful winter's day, Virginia Anne Weasley's Free Cell was the most common. Her little piece of heart had risen to the top of the international best seller's list.
Only, she wasn't celebrating.
She was packing.
Virginia Weasley was leaving England, and going to start over. She left Draco with her book in the European country, and she wasn't planning on picking it up any time soon.
Her old life was over. She said goodbye to Ginny, the one who let men walk all over her, and hello to Virginia, the sophisticated, single journalist.