Summary: Ginny is angry. And her revenge is long awaited.
Disclaimer: I do not own Draco Malfoy. Although someday I want to own his heart!
A/N: Um well, I guess this is the next chapter. Now, after reading this story, do not think I am disturbed or anything. I was just simply putting a somewhat romantic twist to the Kill Bill storyline. So sue me. (*J/K! Don't sue, I have nothing.*)
Chapter 3: Lavender, check
It was three months after the "tragedy" that was Virginia Weasley's wedding. Ginny stood outside of apartment 13A in Oxfordshire. She took a deep breath and pulled out her wand.
"Alohomora." She whispered. She heard the door click open and crept inside.
Lavender was asleep on her couch, a Quidditch Illuminated magazine folded open on her stomach. Ron and Harry were on the cover standing back to back and waving eagerly.
"Lavender!" Ginny yelled. "Lavy darling, get up!"
Lavender stirred. She yelped and fell off of her couch when she saw Ginny. She grabbed her wand from the coffee table and pointed it at Ginny.
"You-you-you're dead." Lavender muttered. "I comforted Ron we dated 'cause you died." Lavender mumbled.
"No actually," Ginny said gritting her teeth. She regained herself and smiled patting her stomach gently. "My baby is. But you didn't do that, no, that was Draco's doing. But you did kill Mundungus. Which hurt my brother's Gred and Forge." Ginny chuckled. Perhaps seeming mad added to the fear in Lavender's eyes. "Pardon me, Fred and George tremendously."
Lavender's hand was shaking furiously and she looked dreadfully scared. How she came to be in the S.A.S. (*Secret Assassination Service*) was beyond Ginny.
Ginny figured dueling Lavender was a waste of time, so she wrapped things up.
"Well would you look at the time." Ginny said glancing at her bare wrist. "I gotta go Lavy dear. Goodbye." And with that, Ginny left Lavender's apartment. Lavender heaved a sigh of relief and sat down on her couch. It had only been two seconds when Ginny came bursting back into the apartment wand raised and pointed at Lavender, who was paralyzed with fear.
"On second thought, Avada Kedavra!" Ginny looked at Lavender. Cocking her head to one side, Ginny noticed that Lavender had brown streaks in her hair. Hmmm. Ginny thought. Then, she disapparated to her flat in London.
A/N: I hope you liked that. RRR!
Disclaimer: I do not own Draco Malfoy. Although someday I want to own his heart!
A/N: Um well, I guess this is the next chapter. Now, after reading this story, do not think I am disturbed or anything. I was just simply putting a somewhat romantic twist to the Kill Bill storyline. So sue me. (*J/K! Don't sue, I have nothing.*)
Chapter 3: Lavender, check
It was three months after the "tragedy" that was Virginia Weasley's wedding. Ginny stood outside of apartment 13A in Oxfordshire. She took a deep breath and pulled out her wand.
"Alohomora." She whispered. She heard the door click open and crept inside.
Lavender was asleep on her couch, a Quidditch Illuminated magazine folded open on her stomach. Ron and Harry were on the cover standing back to back and waving eagerly.
"Lavender!" Ginny yelled. "Lavy darling, get up!"
Lavender stirred. She yelped and fell off of her couch when she saw Ginny. She grabbed her wand from the coffee table and pointed it at Ginny.
"You-you-you're dead." Lavender muttered. "I comforted Ron we dated 'cause you died." Lavender mumbled.
"No actually," Ginny said gritting her teeth. She regained herself and smiled patting her stomach gently. "My baby is. But you didn't do that, no, that was Draco's doing. But you did kill Mundungus. Which hurt my brother's Gred and Forge." Ginny chuckled. Perhaps seeming mad added to the fear in Lavender's eyes. "Pardon me, Fred and George tremendously."
Lavender's hand was shaking furiously and she looked dreadfully scared. How she came to be in the S.A.S. (*Secret Assassination Service*) was beyond Ginny.
Ginny figured dueling Lavender was a waste of time, so she wrapped things up.
"Well would you look at the time." Ginny said glancing at her bare wrist. "I gotta go Lavy dear. Goodbye." And with that, Ginny left Lavender's apartment. Lavender heaved a sigh of relief and sat down on her couch. It had only been two seconds when Ginny came bursting back into the apartment wand raised and pointed at Lavender, who was paralyzed with fear.
"On second thought, Avada Kedavra!" Ginny looked at Lavender. Cocking her head to one side, Ginny noticed that Lavender had brown streaks in her hair. Hmmm. Ginny thought. Then, she disapparated to her flat in London.
A/N: I hope you liked that. RRR!