Summary: Ginny is angry. And her wrath is long awaited.
Disclaimer: I do not own Harry Potter or any other related things.
A/N: I don't know if I've gotten any reviews but if I have thanx a million! Read on!
Chapter 2: Regretting It
Ginny awoke in her wedding dress. Wondering what happened, she stood up and looked around her. Colin and Mundungus were sprawled on the floor dead, eyes open wide in shock. Then everything came rushing back to her. She was about to finally take that step. She was about to finally be permanently happy, when the four of them came busting in.
But wait?
Shouldn't she be dead too? They hit her square in the stomach. Her stomach! The baby! Ginny sank to the floor clutching her belly. This innocent child had died saving her. She should have said no. No, when Draco asked her.
"Weasley." Draco smirked. This smirk was exceptional. Almost as big as a grin. Ginny scoffed and rolled her eyes at him. They were in a far corner of the Three Broomsticks.
"What do you want Malfoy," Ginny said as she slid in the booth. "Time is money."
"I know you lack one, because you haven't a job so contain yourself. Have patience." Draco grinned and took a sip of his butterbeer. He kept taking slow infrequent sips and eyeing her with a satisfied gleam in his eye. They sat in silence as he did this.
"MALFOY!" Ginny yelled.
"Okay. Okay. I was just testing you." He took another long sip and looked intently at Ginny. "I need you. I'm starting an agency and I need strong smart women. You're perfect for the job."
"What sort of agency?" Ginny asked, mild interest evident in her voice.
"Assassination." Draco said taking another slow sip of his butterbeer.
Ginny scoffed. "Goodbye Malfoy." She got up to leave. Draco grabbed her wrist. She turned to look at him. He was wearing an expression of pleading but it soon turned to a smirk.
"Just hear me out." He said.
Ginny sat back down.
And that was how she got herself into this mess. Her husband, her child, her friend, dead.
This was not over. Virginia Anne Weasley would not go down without a fight. A/N: The next chapters get violent. So keep reading! RRR!
*~* : aMaKa
Disclaimer: I do not own Harry Potter or any other related things.
A/N: I don't know if I've gotten any reviews but if I have thanx a million! Read on!
Chapter 2: Regretting It
Ginny awoke in her wedding dress. Wondering what happened, she stood up and looked around her. Colin and Mundungus were sprawled on the floor dead, eyes open wide in shock. Then everything came rushing back to her. She was about to finally take that step. She was about to finally be permanently happy, when the four of them came busting in.
But wait?
Shouldn't she be dead too? They hit her square in the stomach. Her stomach! The baby! Ginny sank to the floor clutching her belly. This innocent child had died saving her. She should have said no. No, when Draco asked her.
"Weasley." Draco smirked. This smirk was exceptional. Almost as big as a grin. Ginny scoffed and rolled her eyes at him. They were in a far corner of the Three Broomsticks.
"What do you want Malfoy," Ginny said as she slid in the booth. "Time is money."
"I know you lack one, because you haven't a job so contain yourself. Have patience." Draco grinned and took a sip of his butterbeer. He kept taking slow infrequent sips and eyeing her with a satisfied gleam in his eye. They sat in silence as he did this.
"MALFOY!" Ginny yelled.
"Okay. Okay. I was just testing you." He took another long sip and looked intently at Ginny. "I need you. I'm starting an agency and I need strong smart women. You're perfect for the job."
"What sort of agency?" Ginny asked, mild interest evident in her voice.
"Assassination." Draco said taking another slow sip of his butterbeer.
Ginny scoffed. "Goodbye Malfoy." She got up to leave. Draco grabbed her wrist. She turned to look at him. He was wearing an expression of pleading but it soon turned to a smirk.
"Just hear me out." He said.
Ginny sat back down.
And that was how she got herself into this mess. Her husband, her child, her friend, dead.
This was not over. Virginia Anne Weasley would not go down without a fight. A/N: The next chapters get violent. So keep reading! RRR!
*~* : aMaKa