Sugar N Spice
By: silver_star ^_^
A/N: Whee!!! Thanks for all the reviews!!! Butterbeer for everyone!!! I know it's a week late, but I hope you all enjoy the chapter! I've been thinking about how I want the plot line to go, and have basically plotted out the whole story…I'm thinking around 20 chapters, so longish, but still read-able- hope you like it! Happy reading ^_^_^
Chapter 2: Gryffindor and Slytherin
"I DON'T CARE, BUT IF WOOD DOESN'T HAVE HIS ASS IN HERE BY 5 THIS AFTERNOON, HE IS NOT GOING TO BE ON THE COVER OF THE MAGAZINE WITH MY BROOMSTICK!" Draco screamed into the phone before he slammed it down onto the receiver again. In eleven years, Draco Malfoy had definitely made a new life for himself-in just three years, Draco Malfoy had become the owner of the world's biggest broomstick manufacturing company- DragonGDÓ- and had about 30 brooms out on the market, both for long distance flying, racing, and of course, for Quidditch.
After the fall of Lord Voldemort, his father had been sentenced to a life term in Azkaban, while his mother moved in with his grandmother. Draco couldn't find it in himself to return to the place that he had hated his whole life, so instead of returning to his father's manor, Draco had had one constructed for himself, this one nearer to the ocean.
Then, when Tristan was six, he had decided to open a new branch of the company over in the United States, in California actually. For five years, Draco had stayed in California, never really enjoying it there, but business kept him going, and Tristan loved it there, though she visited her Grandma Narcissa for a month or so every summer.
When Tristan had received an owl from Hogwarts on her eleventh birthday though, there was no doubt in Draco's mind that that would be where his daughter would go to school. So in May, the two had moved back to England into their old home (where Narcissa-Draco's mom-had been staying) and had enjoyed a great summer together.
Now, Draco sat at his desk, head in hands, left eye slightly twitching. For the past two weeks, Draco had been running all over London with Tristan, buying robes, supplies and other things to spoil his only daughter with, and he had lost a LOT of time with work. His only daughter…well not quite…
~'*'Flashback'*'~
Hand in hand, Draco and Ginny walked down the busy street, totally absorbed in each other. It was as if nothing else existed in the world, but them, and they were so in love. Their wedding rings sparkled and glimmered in the hot Paris sun as they strolled past a cozy café and a glitzy robes shop. Still, they continued to walk, until finally, five shops later, they reached their destination.
"Okay Draco here we are…" Ginny started to say.
"Uh Gin, why are we standing in front of a baby store?" Draco said, obviously confused.
Ginny giggled, and then took both of Draco's hands in hers.
"Why do you think?" Ginny replied.
Draco was still very confused, until…
"OH MY GOD!!! Ginny, are you????" Draco started.
Ginny laughed once more, and nodded, eyes twinkling with bliss.
"You're going to be a daddy Draco Malfoy." Ginny said.
"OH MY GODS!!!" Draco screamed in joy.
He picked Ginny up, twirled her around and smothered her with soft kisses while Ginny continued to laugh at her deranged husband ^_^. Then, Draco abruptly set her back down on her feet and rested both his hands on her shoulders.
"Oh my gods Gin, are you okay? Did I hurt you? Are you feeling okay? Want some water?" Draco rambled on.
Ginny giggled, then removed her husband's hands from her shoulders,
"Draco, I'm fine, you worry too much sweetie, calm down!" Ginny laughed as she approached the store door. Before she could reach it however, Draco was there, opening it for her, helping her up the tiny step that led into the store. Ginny smiled to herself and shook her head as she felt his arm around her waist immediately, guiding her slowly towards the first aisle of baby clothes.
"Draco…you can let go you know, I'm fine, really! I think I can stand walking a bit more on my own. After all, I've done it all of today haven't I?" Ginny asked.
"I know, I'm so sorry you had to! Why didn't you tell me sooner? How long has it been? Do you want me to carry you? I can do that!" Draco continued to ramble as he swept Ginny off her feet into his strong arms. Ginny doubled over with laughter and, though it took a few minutes, managed to convince Draco into letting her back down on her feet.
"Well, I'm not that far along, the doctors say I'm probably just in my second month. That's why I've started getting morning sickness every once in a while, but nothing too bad yet. And trust me, I feel perfectly fine so stop fussing! Honestly!" Ginny answered.
Brushing herself off, she looked up, only to see Draco with a cart already half filled with random baby items. Laughing once more, Ginny watched as Draco started going up and down the aisles throwing all sorts of items into the cart; baby powder, teddy bears, diapers, receiving blankets, rattles, and even a few outfits…though half of the ones he picked were for boys and the other half were meant for girls.
"Uh, Draco dear, I don't think we need to start shopping yet, after all, we're not going to know the sex of the baby for another…I don't know 3 months or so! The only reason we came was so that I could break the news to you, and…" Ginny started.
"Well, I knew that, but I thought we could get a head start!" Draco interrupted.
Ginny sighed as she grabbed Draco's hand and made for the door of the store, leaving the now full cart in the middle of the aisle.
"Actually, I'm a little bit thirsty…lets-" Ginny started.
"We'll go to a café right now, there's one right around the corner…can you make it, or do you want to Apparate??" Draco interrupted.
"I think I can manage it sweetie."
Later that night, they had stopped by to watch the magnificent fireworks show in front of the Eiffel tower. As the night sky was illuminated by the constant blasts of red, blue, green, gold and silver, Draco stood with Ginny in his arms, the back of her head resting on his chest. Though the fireworks were beautiful that night, nothing could compare to the beauty that was his Ginny.
As he stared at her face, Draco felt his heart soar with every smile that crossed her face, watching her warm brown eyes reflect the light of the fireworks and the happiness she was feeling in that moment. Turning back towards Draco, Ginny smiled, and asked,
"What are you looking at?"
"Just at you…you're gorgeous you know that?"
Ginny's smile grew as she averted her eyes to the ground, a brilliant red blush creeping into her cheeks. Draco now smiled back at her, and he leaned in to give her a gentle kiss on the forehead. Inhaling deeply, he closed his eyes as the fresh floral scent filled his being and he lost all control of his thoughts and senses. While his eyes were still closed, lost in the moment, Ginny leaned towards him, and gently brushed her lips against his.
It was an innocent kiss, soft, barely touching, like a breath of air, and it drove Draco crazy. In the next moment, Draco's lips were on hers again, a more assertive kiss this time, his lips pressing into hers, both of them lost to a beautiful oblivion.
Their kiss slowly grew more passionate, and Draco slowly slipped his tongue across Ginny's bottom lip, while her lips parted so that he would be able to deepen their kiss even more.
When they finally broke apart, Ginny was positively glowing, a grin plastered on her face. Before turning back to the fireworks though, Ginny planted a short, sweet kiss on the edge of Draco's mouth. As Draco reluctantly averted his gaze from his love, nothing could take away the goofy grin that was now cemented onto his face.
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Sighing, Draco lifted his head out of his hands, and returned to the huge stack of paperwork that had compiled on his desk in the past two weeks. It wasn't long before Draco lost himself in his work once more.
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"Okay, so what kind of dress are you looking for exactly?" Ginny asked.
"Well, I'm not sure. I've seen a million gowns, but none of them have really appealed to me, and I want this to be special, after all, it is my wedding dress! When I saw your dresses in Witch Weekly though, I knew that you would be able to help me create the perfect gown."
"Alright then Parvati, lets get started. First of all, just give me the basics, you know, what style, how long, and what kind of look. Tell me your dream dress." Ginny said.
"Thanks again for doing this Ginny." Parvati replied.
"No prob." Ginny answered with a smile.
"My dream dress…I've always imagined something long, and not stiff, flowy, I want it to look naturally. A bright white of course, something modern, like what you see Muggles in these days. Maybe, a tube top with lots of sequins and some sort of design on the bodice, but instead of having a straight waistline, I want it to dip down, create a V shape kind of, like those medieval princess gowns. Oh, and I also want a ruffled hem, and maybe a few sequins or beads scattered through out the skirt." Parvati started.
"Something like this?" Ginny asked.
While Parvati had been describing her dream dress, Ginny had been sketching it out on a piece of paper, and after adding a few touches of her own, and making a few notes to herself, Ginny had produced a picture of a gorgeous wedding gown.
"OH MY GOD!!!! THAT'S IT!!! THAT'S MY DRESS!!!" Parvati screamed with happiness.
Ginny smiled. This was what she loved. Ever since her Hogwarts days, Ginny had always aspired to become a famous fashion designer. Growing up with second hand clothes and hand me downs, Ginny was forced to be creative with her wardrobe all her life, and the years of recreating old clothes, and designing ones for herself had definitely paid off.
In just eleven years, Ginny Weasley had become a world famous name, her robes modeled at the wizarding fashion shows in Milan, her wedding dresses a hit in both the Muggle and the wizarding worlds. After calling in one of her assistants to discuss the details with Parvati, Ginny graciously excused herself, and started walking back over to her office. The past eleven years had definitely been both hectic and exciting for Ginny and Tori.
As one of the world's most prominent designers, Ginny had spent the majority of the past decade going from her main office in London, to her next largest branch in Paris, and then visiting her stores in Barcelona and Milan whenever she was needed, which was extremely often.
Tori had been a doll though, and Ginny was eternally grateful that her daughter didn't mind jetting around with her from location to location, in fact, Tori had even managed to make friends in each city, and she kept them well. With Tori gone off to Hogwarts, Ginny knew that traveling would definitely be less fun-no more mother daughter talks, no one to joke around with. Tori was her baby girl, and she was so grown up now.
Ginny had actually intended for Tori to attend Beauxbatons Academy in France so that she would be able to visit her daughter every weekend or so (the policy there allows parents to come in and visit their kids once or twice every month during special visitation hours-some boarding schools are like this too), but in the end, Ginny knew she wouldn't be satisfied unless Tori had grown up where she had-at Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry.
As she thought about her daughter riding the train to Hogwarts, Ginny's heart filled with pride and happiness, before it suddenly started to ache. It was times like these, when she felt so happy for Tori that she thought about how Tristan was.
Ginny knew that Draco would've taken care of her well, and after all, it was the only sensible arrangement. One daughter each, no contact, no strings attached. Still, Ginny's heart ached for the daughter she never knew, but loved, every day of her life.
'I wonder where she's going…can't be Hogwarts, last I heard, Draco was in California. She's probably going to attend that wizarding school over there, Los Alamitos School of Magic (okay, I admit it, I couldn't think of a cool name so that's the name of my high school…hehe ^_^). '
I hope she likes it there.' Ginny thought to herself. If only it had worked out. She had been so in love, she really had. But some things…some things were just better left broken…
~'*'Flashback'*'~
Ginny was not happy. She had a meeting to attend to in less than 15 min, both the girls were crying, and Draco was not home yet. As she ran around, grabbing formula, and searching for her earrings, Ginny swore loudly at everything. Today, was not a good day, and her temper level was at an all time high.
"WHERE THE HELL IS THAT BASTARD?!?!"
A few minutes later, a very pissed of looking Draco emerged from the fireplace, muttering to himself.
"I CAN'T BELIEVE THAT ASSHOLE! Prick thinks he can tell me what to do, yea right, bitch."
"DRACO WHERE THE HELL HAVE YOU BEEN? I HAVE TO LEAVE NOW!"
"THEN GO!"
"I can't you have to get your ass here and watch the twins!"
"Look, I've had a long, hard day Gin, this is NOT helping."
"Well what do you expect me to do? Make you cookies, give you milk and baby you? I'm not your mother Malfoy, and I have to get to my meeting!"
"What the hell is your problem today Ginny?"
"WHAT!?! YOU'RE THE LATE ONE YOU JACKASS!"
"So what, Apparate and go."
"Draco, this is…this is TOO MUCH! I can't believe we're still fighting like this…I can't take this anymore!"
"Aren't you going to be late?"
"STOP SMIRKING goddamn it! JUST STOP IT! I…that's it, Draco, that's it, I'm leaving. I can't take this anymore. You've done this to me, WAY too many times, I'm not going to just sit around and let you do this to me. Good riddance, Malfoy."
"What are you talking about Weasel?"
"JUST…I HATE YOU!"
"I hate you too!"
"Good! I'm taking Tori, I never want to see your face again Malfoy, just leave me alone!"
"Whatever, go to hell."
"See you there."
So Ginny had left. She packed her bags with a wave of her wand, took Tori, and left. Deep down, she still loved Draco though, and Draco still loved her, but the damage had been done. At the Apparition point, Ginny waited for twenty minutes, before she realized that it was all for nothing. He wasn't even going to try and come after her.
She had lost him forever. Which was exactly what she wanted…wasn't it?
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Ginny regretted that now. Though she would never admit it to anyone, much less herself, Ginny still loved Draco. She still loved him a lot. And though it would be hard to move on, she hoped that perhaps her date tonight with Colin Creevey might help her take her mind off things while Tori was gone. Hopefully, it would work.
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As Tristan Malfoy stood with the group of First Years, she started to feel a bit nervous. True, it didn't matter where she got placed, but her dad kept on telling her all these stories about past Sortings, and the challenges, and trivia and tests also. She was very freaked out indeed. Still, Tristan managed to keep a cool profile, confidently flipping her short, straight hair back from her face, using a pin to keep some of the shorter layers out of her huge blue-gray eyes.
After they got off the boats though, the feelings of anxiety heightened, and Tristan's hands started to get very cold, and very shaky. As she slowly climbed out of the boat, Tristan rushed to get closer to the front of the line, and in the dim torch light, accidentally tripped and knocked into someone else.
"Oops, sorry! It was dark, and I couldn't see." Tristan apologized.
"Oh, it's alright. Don't worry about it." Tori replied. ^_^
Before Tristan could properly see the person she had bumped into, the crowd pushed past her once more, and she was lost in the huge group of students on their way to Hogwarts' Great Hall.
Unlike Tristan, Tori was not afraid at all. Her mom had told her exactly how the Sorting would go, and she was confident. As she continued walking with the group towards the humungous castle, her soft, shoulder length, strawberry blonde curls bouncing with every step she took. Tori's hair was naturally straight, but she had gotten a perm two months ago when she and her mother were vacationing in Paris. Before she knew it, they had reached the Great Hall of the beautiful castle, and her gaze rested on an old, worn hat on a stool near the front of the hall.
'Here we go…'
As the Sorting Hat sang its song, Tristan and Tori both started feeling a little more nervous. Though both their parents had told them that house didn't matter, they really didn't want to be in Hufflepuff. Tristan knew that her dad had been in Slytherin, and she hoped she'd be there too. After all, she wanted to find all the hidden passageways he had told her about that were in the Slytherin Common Room.
Tori knew that her mom had been a Gryffindor, along with the rest of her uncles, even her grandma and grandpa! She kind of hoped that she would be a Gryffindor…well Ravenclaw wouldn't be too bad, and though her uncle Ron despised all Slytherins, she didn't quite understand why. After all, nothing about Slytherin house was REALLY that evil…just the people in it. As the hat said, those with great ambition belonged in Slytherin, and that was something everyone had right?
'Well we'll see…oh I can't wait until it's my turn! I can't believe my last name has to start with a W…'
"Kelly Anderson!" Professor McGonagall called out.
"RAVENCLAW!"
When the clapping and cheering finally died from the Ravenclaw table, professor McGonagall continued down her list.
Tristan was relieved! It was just a hat! All they had to do was put on a hat!! Eyes twinkling, Tristan now was overwhelmed the excitement she felt. She couldn't wait!
'I'm going to kill dad…thank god it's just a hat! No fighting my way to get into a house, just putting on a silly, old hat.'
"Tristan Malfoy." Professor McGonagall called out.
'Oh god…here we go! I'm calm…I'm cool…'
Putting a nonchalant expression on her face, Tristan walked up to the stool amid numerous whispers around her. Her last glimpse of the room before the hat fell over her eyes was of a girl that looked to be her size with hair the same color as hers…
"Malfoy? As in Draco Malfoy's daughter?"
"I didn't know he was married…"
"He isn't, I read it in Witch Weekly, he's single…"
"She seems too nice though…I don't think anyone related to Malfoy could possibly have one once of goodness in them. And maybe she's not…after all, her hair's not blonde, it's strawberry blonde-ish."
"Hey are you guys related?" someone asked.
"Excuse me?" Tori asked.
"Well are you? You guys look so much alike…" the girl continued on.
"Uh, no I'm an only child…and she doesn't look that much like me…" Tori replied, though she did sound a little unsure. That was a lie. In fact, Tori had been amazed when the girl had walked up there. The strawberry blonde hair…it was just like hers, but straight.
'Just like mine was before I permed it.'
And those eyes. Tori had never seen anyone before with her eyes…well except for one old photograph she had of her dad. Tori had never known her father, but she did have a picture of him, and she knew that he was very handsome, and that she had gotten his eyes.
'She has my eyes too. Interesting…'
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Meanwhile, Tristan peered into the dark depths of the hat, struggling to see the crowd once more. She stopped abruptly though, when she heard a soft voice in her ear.
'A Malfoy eh?
'Who are you?' Tori thought
'Oh don't worry child, it's just me, the Sorting Hat.'
'A hat is talking to me.'
'Hey, I heard that! I can hear everything you're thinking Tristan Tori Malfoy.'
'Uh…okay then.'
'Well, anyway, lets see…where to put you. You're very smart. Hmm you were top of your class I see, back in Muggle school. Very compassionate and kind also. So unlike how your father used to be when he was your age. Yes indeed, very different. Yet you seem familiar…the bravery and loyalty. No doubt about it. You are definitely a…'
:::suspense!!!::::
"GRYFFINDOR!" the hat shouted.
…but there was no cheering. In fact, the whole hall was silent for a few seconds, before the Gryffindor table broke into a round of applause along with the rest of the school, though many were whispering once more.
Shrugging her shoulders, Tristan walked over to the Gryffindor table, and sat down between a girl with long brown hair and dark brown eyes, and a boy who was kind of small, with messy black hair and piercing blue eyes.
"Hi I'm Tristan Malfoy. It's nice to meet you."
"Hi, Jodi Owens, nice meeting you too."
"James Potter, and ditto."
Tristan smiled and sat down. She definitely liked them, and knew that they'd come to be the best of friends.
'Wait 'til Dad hears that I'm in Gryffindor…and that one of my best friends is his arch nemesis' son.'
The trio continued whispering throughout the rest of the Sorting, but James stopped when a name was called out.
"Tori Weasley!" Professor McGonagall's voice rang out.
"Do you know her James?" Jodi asked, noticing his gaze.
"Yea, I know her quite well actually…my dad Harry and her mom's brother Ron are best friends. I see her every time there's a big holiday or birthday to celebrate, which is actually quite often." James replied.
"I still can't believe your dad's Harry Potter…and my dad's Draco Malfoy!" Tristan laughed.
"Yup…this is definitely going to be fun! You know…you two look a lot alike…that's really freaky…" James started.
"No we don't…" Tristan interrupted. Still, she had noticed the girl's hair…it was the girl she had seen before, when she was on the stool waiting to be Sorted.
'This is so weird.' Tristan thought to herself.
Before she could take a closer look though, the hat slid over the girl's eyes, and Tristan was left to ponder the odd situation at hand.
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"Tori Wealsey!"
'Finally! I thought it would never happen.' Tori walked up to the stool and sat down.
'Another Weasley! It's been a long time…but wait. Something's not right…' the hat thought.
'What's not right? Everything's fine…Virginia Weasley is my mother.' Tori thought.
'Yes…but you are different. I sense a great deal of ambition in you…you want to be somebody in this world. You want to make a difference. Very well, you shall then. There's no other place for you but…'
::::suspense!!!::::
"SLYTHERIN!" the hat yelled.
For the second time that night, the Hall was in complete silence. Then, the applause began as Tori's cousins Katie, Beth, Michael, David, Erik and Amy stood up and started clapping along with James, though they were all Gryffindors. Tori gave them a grateful smile as she made her way over to the now clapping Slytherin table, and sat down between a girl with curly black hair, and another girl with short blonde hair.
"Hi…I'm Tori. Can I sit here?"
"Of course! I'm Jessica Golden. This is Nicole Stevenson."
"Thanks!" Tori said as she sat down.
Instead of talking though, Tori turned her attention back to the Sorting. When it was over a few names later, she stayed quiet throughout Professor Dumbledore's announcement, then turned to her new friends.
"So how's it going?" Tori asked as she reached for the bowl of mashed potatoes.
"Pretty good…is it true you're Virginia Weasley's daughter?" Jessica asked.
"Yea…"
"That's SO cool! I love her designs!! In fact, my aunt just bought one of your mum's dresses for her wedding! I loved the bridesmaid's dress that she designed…your mum's a genius!" Jessica rambled on.
"Thanks!" Tori replied with a grin.
"Oh, and her robes! I love the new robes she designed for summer wear, they're so light and stylish…do you ever get to help her with her stuff?" Nicole asked.
"Yea, sometimes." Tori said.
"AWESOME!" the girls replied simultaneously.
Tori smiled. This was going to be one great year, and already, she had found her best friends.
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A/N: Sooo, how was it?? Did you like it?!?! REVIEW ME!!!! I hope everyone likes it…I'm really really sorry it took so long though! Over a week, but it is 11 pages, so be happy!! It took me soo long to write the break up!! I hated it!! I didn't want them to be all GRRR but it had to be, and I hope it comes across in the right way-it's how it was in the movie, they're both stressed out because of work and stuff, and it all became too much, but they still loved each other a lot. Many hints this chapter ^_^ Hope you catch them all hehehe!! Well, that's just about it for me…'til next time!! Happy reading!!
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