Author's Note: Sorry for taking so long to update. My Grandma has been in
the hospital, life or death situation. So I've been spending a lot of my
time there, not to mention work, school shopping, and car shopping. This
won't be a very long chapter. Surprise, Surprise. However, after this one
I am hoping to lengthen the rest. I know I said that Draco was 16, and he
is, and that Ginny is 15, and she is. However, Ginny is going into her 6th
year while Draco his 7th. Their birthdays are during the school year.
Chapter 6: Reactions
~Hogwarts~
Dumbledore sat in his office, eyes twinkling ever more so than they have before, scanning the letter he had just received.
"Well, it looks like two of my students will be together for the rest of the holidays. I do hope that they don't injure each other," he said with a smile on his face and in his eyes.
~The Burrow~
"What! You..You mean that Ginny and, and MALFOY are together, and we can't see her for the rest of summer?" Ronald Weasley, Ginny's older brother exclaimed.
"Yes," said Mrs. Weasley tearfully, "it appears that we can't owl them, for their location is not known to anyone but the ones that put them there. I do hope that my baby will be alright. She doesn't have her wand with her. What if wherever they are they can't eat? Young children need good food in them if they want to be healthy."
"There, there Molly," said Arthur Weasley, reassuring his wife, "I'm sure that the Fates have seen to everything."
Ron looked at his parents in astonishment. "How can you even care about Malfoy? We should be trying to think of ways to get her out of there. I'm going to owl Harry and 'Mione and see if they can think of ways to rescue Ginny. I mean, we're talking about her virtue here. Next time we see her she could hurt, emotionally."
"Ronald Weasley," snarled Molly, "you will be doing no such thing. For one, the location is not known to anyone, not even our Ginny or young Mister Malfoy. And second, once the Fates have decided to interfere with anyone's life, there's nothing, absolutely nothing anyone can do about it. So don't even think about asking Harry to ask Remus or Dumbledore how to rescue them. Or even Hermione about researching this sort of thing. Nothing will work."
Dear Mr. and Mrs. Weasley,
We greatly appreciate your somewhat acceptance of this. Do not worry, we would not have thrown these two young one together if we had any doubts that this would not work. This will teach both of these children lessons that will last a lifetime. For your daughter, appearances can be deceiving. And for young Mr. Malfoy, that it doesn't take money or power to fall in love. Once again, thank you for somewhat trusting us.
Signed Sincerely,
The Fates
Ron stormed out of the kitchen, leaving Mr. Weasley comforting his wife.
~Malfoy Manor~
Dear Mr. Malfoy,
First and foremost, we would like to thank you for angering your son. He did something very un-Malfoy-ish, causing him to not be with you at the moment. Right now, he is currently somewhere safe. I can assure you now that he will not go crazy for having no one to talk to. He is in the company of a very stunning young red head. I'm sure you are familiar with her family. We will let you know now, if you do anything, that is anything, to try to stop what may come out of this hopeful union, you will die. If you try to contact or hurt the young lady's family in anyway, shape, or form, you will be forced to live with Muggles, without a wand or a fireplace. This place that you would go to will have every anti-Magic spell that you could possibly think of. I can see the horror on your face right now. Don't worry about your son; you will see him in approximately two months. The other family has received an owl somewhat similar to yours.
Sincerely, The Fates
"That damn boy. What did I do to deserve this? I know that he is with that awful Weasley. The youngest, and most treasured." Lucius sneered.
Maybe something good can come of this....I must go consult with the Dark Lord.
Just then, another owl swooped in through the open winow.
Dear Mr. Malfoy,
Kindly refrain yourself from doing anything evil. If you do anything to hurt either one of these children, the same punishment in the previous letter will be inflicted. We will be watching you 24/7.
The Fates
With this, Lucius stormed out of his study, bellowing for a drink.
Chapter 6: Reactions
~Hogwarts~
Dumbledore sat in his office, eyes twinkling ever more so than they have before, scanning the letter he had just received.
"Well, it looks like two of my students will be together for the rest of the holidays. I do hope that they don't injure each other," he said with a smile on his face and in his eyes.
~The Burrow~
"What! You..You mean that Ginny and, and MALFOY are together, and we can't see her for the rest of summer?" Ronald Weasley, Ginny's older brother exclaimed.
"Yes," said Mrs. Weasley tearfully, "it appears that we can't owl them, for their location is not known to anyone but the ones that put them there. I do hope that my baby will be alright. She doesn't have her wand with her. What if wherever they are they can't eat? Young children need good food in them if they want to be healthy."
"There, there Molly," said Arthur Weasley, reassuring his wife, "I'm sure that the Fates have seen to everything."
Ron looked at his parents in astonishment. "How can you even care about Malfoy? We should be trying to think of ways to get her out of there. I'm going to owl Harry and 'Mione and see if they can think of ways to rescue Ginny. I mean, we're talking about her virtue here. Next time we see her she could hurt, emotionally."
"Ronald Weasley," snarled Molly, "you will be doing no such thing. For one, the location is not known to anyone, not even our Ginny or young Mister Malfoy. And second, once the Fates have decided to interfere with anyone's life, there's nothing, absolutely nothing anyone can do about it. So don't even think about asking Harry to ask Remus or Dumbledore how to rescue them. Or even Hermione about researching this sort of thing. Nothing will work."
Dear Mr. and Mrs. Weasley,
We greatly appreciate your somewhat acceptance of this. Do not worry, we would not have thrown these two young one together if we had any doubts that this would not work. This will teach both of these children lessons that will last a lifetime. For your daughter, appearances can be deceiving. And for young Mr. Malfoy, that it doesn't take money or power to fall in love. Once again, thank you for somewhat trusting us.
Signed Sincerely,
The Fates
Ron stormed out of the kitchen, leaving Mr. Weasley comforting his wife.
~Malfoy Manor~
Dear Mr. Malfoy,
First and foremost, we would like to thank you for angering your son. He did something very un-Malfoy-ish, causing him to not be with you at the moment. Right now, he is currently somewhere safe. I can assure you now that he will not go crazy for having no one to talk to. He is in the company of a very stunning young red head. I'm sure you are familiar with her family. We will let you know now, if you do anything, that is anything, to try to stop what may come out of this hopeful union, you will die. If you try to contact or hurt the young lady's family in anyway, shape, or form, you will be forced to live with Muggles, without a wand or a fireplace. This place that you would go to will have every anti-Magic spell that you could possibly think of. I can see the horror on your face right now. Don't worry about your son; you will see him in approximately two months. The other family has received an owl somewhat similar to yours.
Sincerely, The Fates
"That damn boy. What did I do to deserve this? I know that he is with that awful Weasley. The youngest, and most treasured." Lucius sneered.
Maybe something good can come of this....I must go consult with the Dark Lord.
Just then, another owl swooped in through the open winow.
Dear Mr. Malfoy,
Kindly refrain yourself from doing anything evil. If you do anything to hurt either one of these children, the same punishment in the previous letter will be inflicted. We will be watching you 24/7.
The Fates
With this, Lucius stormed out of his study, bellowing for a drink.