Authors note: I do hope this is okay, only half of it was written down and
I had to make up the rest as I went. Enjoy! Oh yeah, and I know that this
Chapter is kinda boring with all the info about their rooms, but I had to
go into detail to make this chapter longer since Ginny stormed off.
Chapter 4: The Seriously Magic House
"Weasley! What in the bloody hell have you gotten me into!" Yelled Draco.
"Malfoy, didn't you hear the voice? Or is your brain to small to comprehend the smallest things? This is your fault just as much as it is mine! I have no idea what either of us did, but I am NOT going to take the blame for something that wasn't entirely my fault! Now, excuse me, but I am going to bed." And Ginny stomped off to look for a room in which to sleep in.
***
What Ginny found, much to her surprise, was a myriad of rooms, all different from the next. The kitchen was absolutely splendid. One that her mother would enjoy tremendously, she thought, feeling her heart cry out. "Oh mum! What am I going to do without you?" However, she quickly forgot her mom when she reached the next set of rooms. They were all rather large and connected together. In one room, it would be fall, while the next would be winter and so on and so forth. These four rooms (A/N: if you haven't guessed, contained each season) were so large that you could walk around the perimeter of the room you want to be in and have been gone for an hour.
Ginny easily found which room she would be occupying. It was nothing like her room at home (and she definitely wasn't complaining). The walls were light yellow with dark blue borders. The carpet was white and felt thick, even beneath Ginny's shoes. Up against the wall across from the door was a king size, canopy bed with a yellow and blue gingham scheme with dark blue sheets. There was a vanity table that in the drawers held brushes and make- up while the top held all sorts of perfumes and lotions. "Oh my," exclaimed Ginny, finally looking into the closet. There must be a pool somewhere in the house because Ginny saw, through the jumble of all new clothes (that were mysteriously her size), a bikini, if you could call it that. "I will never wear that thing in front of Malfoy." Ginny swore vehemently.
After looking around her room a bit more (surprisingly enough, well, maybe not since this is a magic house, there was a book case full of interesting books that Ginny knew should would like. Also, she discovered her desk, which held all of her school books and her half finished Potions essay, as well as a bottle of ink, a quill, and plenty of parchment. She then went to her bathroom and admired that some, and finally she took a good book off of the bookcase, lay down on her amazingly comfortable bed, and fell asleep.
***
Draco was rather peeved at the moment. He couldn't believe that that Weasel actually had had the last word. He decided to vent off his anger by going to the kitchen and eating. (A/N: this makes him sound like some overweight food junkie, but he's not. You all know how boys are. I call my brothers Bottomless Pit 1 and Bottomless Pit 2.) After he had had a glass of milk and a few cookies, he too, went off searching. Just like Ginny had before him, he found the Season Rooms, and was actually rather impressed. Then he ventured on and found an Olympic sized pool with a ten- person Jacuzzi. This could prove to be interesting after all, thought Draco. As soon as he was done admiring the pool, he went off and found his room. His walls were painted billiard green and the carpet beneath his feet was white and thick. Up against the farthest wall was his, like Ginny's, king-sized canopy bed. The comforter was dark blue and the sheets were white. The room was very pleasing to the eye and had much the same things Ginny's did. It held a bookshelf, a desk, and closet full of brand new clothes. He also had his own bathroom, which didn't impress him very much considering he had his own one at home too. Draco, feeling full from his snack, took off his clothes and crawled into bed with his boxers on. What in the name of Salazar happened to me? Why am I here with miniature Weasel and what exactly are we supposed to do? Fall in love? Ha, like that's ever going to happen. However.there was that wish.And Draco Malfoy fell asleep.
Chapter 4: The Seriously Magic House
"Weasley! What in the bloody hell have you gotten me into!" Yelled Draco.
"Malfoy, didn't you hear the voice? Or is your brain to small to comprehend the smallest things? This is your fault just as much as it is mine! I have no idea what either of us did, but I am NOT going to take the blame for something that wasn't entirely my fault! Now, excuse me, but I am going to bed." And Ginny stomped off to look for a room in which to sleep in.
***
What Ginny found, much to her surprise, was a myriad of rooms, all different from the next. The kitchen was absolutely splendid. One that her mother would enjoy tremendously, she thought, feeling her heart cry out. "Oh mum! What am I going to do without you?" However, she quickly forgot her mom when she reached the next set of rooms. They were all rather large and connected together. In one room, it would be fall, while the next would be winter and so on and so forth. These four rooms (A/N: if you haven't guessed, contained each season) were so large that you could walk around the perimeter of the room you want to be in and have been gone for an hour.
Ginny easily found which room she would be occupying. It was nothing like her room at home (and she definitely wasn't complaining). The walls were light yellow with dark blue borders. The carpet was white and felt thick, even beneath Ginny's shoes. Up against the wall across from the door was a king size, canopy bed with a yellow and blue gingham scheme with dark blue sheets. There was a vanity table that in the drawers held brushes and make- up while the top held all sorts of perfumes and lotions. "Oh my," exclaimed Ginny, finally looking into the closet. There must be a pool somewhere in the house because Ginny saw, through the jumble of all new clothes (that were mysteriously her size), a bikini, if you could call it that. "I will never wear that thing in front of Malfoy." Ginny swore vehemently.
After looking around her room a bit more (surprisingly enough, well, maybe not since this is a magic house, there was a book case full of interesting books that Ginny knew should would like. Also, she discovered her desk, which held all of her school books and her half finished Potions essay, as well as a bottle of ink, a quill, and plenty of parchment. She then went to her bathroom and admired that some, and finally she took a good book off of the bookcase, lay down on her amazingly comfortable bed, and fell asleep.
***
Draco was rather peeved at the moment. He couldn't believe that that Weasel actually had had the last word. He decided to vent off his anger by going to the kitchen and eating. (A/N: this makes him sound like some overweight food junkie, but he's not. You all know how boys are. I call my brothers Bottomless Pit 1 and Bottomless Pit 2.) After he had had a glass of milk and a few cookies, he too, went off searching. Just like Ginny had before him, he found the Season Rooms, and was actually rather impressed. Then he ventured on and found an Olympic sized pool with a ten- person Jacuzzi. This could prove to be interesting after all, thought Draco. As soon as he was done admiring the pool, he went off and found his room. His walls were painted billiard green and the carpet beneath his feet was white and thick. Up against the farthest wall was his, like Ginny's, king-sized canopy bed. The comforter was dark blue and the sheets were white. The room was very pleasing to the eye and had much the same things Ginny's did. It held a bookshelf, a desk, and closet full of brand new clothes. He also had his own bathroom, which didn't impress him very much considering he had his own one at home too. Draco, feeling full from his snack, took off his clothes and crawled into bed with his boxers on. What in the name of Salazar happened to me? Why am I here with miniature Weasel and what exactly are we supposed to do? Fall in love? Ha, like that's ever going to happen. However.there was that wish.And Draco Malfoy fell asleep.