Hello!!! Yes It seems I have killed you with my cliff hanger. Hehe sorry didn't mean to do that. Well here's the latest installment in the fic, this one isn't quite as juicy as the others but has quite a pleasant surprise as well as one of my fav. HP characters. (Aside from Draco and Ginny of course :D)
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Disclaimer: I do not own Harry Potter, or any characters and settings that go along with it so =P !!! However I do own Aidan, Tristian, Seth, Jackson, Tyranny, Lana, and Tracy (0_o Tracy???? Oooooh?? ) and um the band name Lirit Ruana and anything else you people don't recognize!
I feel so horrible though, I forgot to mention Alane-Vera and thank her for the tremendous amount of help! So Double thanks! Okay on with the fic!
Chapter Three
The stranger at Ginny's door looked down at his watch and grinned sheepishly, "Sorry, my watch doesn't work on muggle time, I hope its not that late." Bill Weasley managed to get out before Ginny attacked him with a huge bear hug. "Whoa, down tiger! Glad to see you too." He replied, still grinning.
"Bill!! It's so good to see you, what are you doing here?"
"Oh, Gringott's business, I'm here for the weekend, I heard you were staying in London from a muggle friend whose crazy about your band. So I figured I'd look you up and see if you were around, so I apparated here." He replied as Ginny led him into the living room for him to sit down.
"Well stay here for all I care!" She said excitedly, her eyes were lit up like thousands of Christmas lights. Bill gave her the Weasley smile.
"I was REALLY hoping you'd say that, cause I have no where to stay." He admitted sheepishly. Ginny laughed and sat down across from him. It had just begun to register in her mind how many strange things had happened to her today. Her gaze snapped to her clock, it read 2:30. Never mind, she thought, yesterday. "I was going to drop in for your concert but I found out I was too late, stupid witch at the wizard customs station was taking bloody forever, I felt like she went though every pocket in my bags."
Ginny giggled and for a moment forgot she had left the wizarding world and was sitting at the kitchen table at the Burrow listening to Bill's stories from traveling abroad. He continued to talk but Ginny was completely phased out. She'd been doing that a lot lately.
"Oh Bill, can I get you anything, food, drink? You can use the spare bedroom in the lower level of the loft, its down that spiral staircase." She told him, coming back to reality.
"Good deal." He replied and picked up his bag, following Ginny to the lower level, it was mainly studio equipment with a pinball machine in the back corner. As interested as Bill was, he knew better than to tamper with it right now. After setting his things down in the spacious lower level room he and Ginny went back up and made peanut butter and jelly sandwiches.
"So tell me about all this band junk." He said though a bite of sandwich.
"Lets see here, there's four of us, Aidan," She began and paused thinking about earlier events. "Then Tristian and Seth. Actually seven, counting our three different DJ's, Jackson, Tracy and Timmie. We also have our manager Lana, she's alright once you get to know her, and we've got two albums out, both platinum and well, life is absolutely perfect, and for some strange reason, I enjoy living as a muggle. Even more so than living as a wizard."
Bill nodded his head and grinned. "Well it sounds like all the Weasley children have finally sorted out their lives, and mum and dad told me their living a lot easier without all the mouths to feed, they've even been saving for a vacation to some island in the Americas." Ginny's face lit up in happiness.
"That's great. I'm so glad they finally are having a chance to breath." She said and stood yawning. "Well I'm off to bed, long day tomorrow I have a brainstorm, say why don't you come with us?"
He stood and ruffled her hair, "Can't Gin, I have meetings all day long, but why don't we go to dinner tomorrow night?"
"Okay! G'night Bill" She said yawning. He kissed her forehead and disappeared down the stairs. She walked numbly to her room and fell on her bed, out cold.
***
When Ginny woke up she fell out of bed. Grumbling and rubbing her head she stumbled into the kitchen, where she found a note from Bill, saying he had left and was going to ring her when he got out of meetings. She opened her fridge and was completely dismayed to find absolutely no food in it.
"This is not my day I can already tell." She moaned and blew at the strand of hair in her face. Allowing her body to move her back to her room and dress, Ginny soon found herself in the cold winter weather, trekking to the grocery store. To make her already bad day worse she tripped on a curb and fell, getting snow in her hair and making her face burn.
"Well at least I look alright." She told herself and readjusted her cowboy hat, which she wore with a pair of worn out jeans and a plaid button down shirt. Entering the grocery store was like entering an ice box, it was freezing. Ginny shook it off and began rambling down the aisles, leaning on her cart for support. Loading it up with healthy foods like fruits and veggies, she also made sure to throw in the essentials, water, soda, and some snack foods, along with meats and all that other 'must have to survive' crap. She was heading down the chip aisle when she saw a sight that not only mildly pissed her off, but highly amused her at the same time.
There standing next to a shopping cart was Draco, holding up two bags of chips in what looked to be like a very heated, personal debate. She came a little closer to hear what he was saying.
"Regular or Fat Free?" He asked himself and began pondering.
"Don't think to hard, you just might hurt yourself." She said with a patented Weasley smirk plastered across her face. He looked up and scowled.
"Now why did you have to go off and break my concentration." He asked, his voice was sharp and curt.
"Malfoy, if you have to concentrate over whether or not you need fat free or regular chips you are beyond a stage a help possible." She snapped and took the bag of fat free. Her eyes glancing at his thin, but muscular frame. His face relaxed and he put on a lazy grin. "And you? Fat free, give me a break."
"Well let me give you the benefit of the doubt, you certainly don't need them either." He replied, his own eyes raking over her body, more than once. She rolled her eyes and dropped the bag of chips into her cart.
"Well, thanks for the compliment but it won't get you any." Was her reply. He looked at her and said indignantly.
"I did not compliment you, and I don't want any." Ginny let out a hollow laugh and stepped closer to him.
"Well then, do your eyes always have that nasty habit of betraying your intentions?" She asked and stepped back, walking off to the check out lines. He followed her and got in line behind her.
"I don't know what your talking about." He replied reaching for the same pack of gum she did. Ginny smirked again.
"Sure you don't." She said in a very sarcastic and unbelieving tone. He sighed loudly and leaned on her cart.
"Okay so maybe I lied." He told her. She pushed his arms off her cart as they moved up in line. The look on her face told him that she was absolutely horrified.
"Malfoy, your hitting on a Weasley, when was the last time you got laid?" She asked in a laughing tone. "I mean really, if your that desperate you must be rather, well, deprived if you catch my drift." She cracked up at his shocked expression, her eyes twinkling with amused malice.
"I'm not looking for a good lay if that's what your asking, but it sure seems like you could, after all, you are running around with that muggle trash you like to call a man." He replied and turned away from Ginny's open mouth and hid his laugh.
"I hate you." She murmured and looked up at the check out lady, whom had an eyebrow raised in obvious dislike. The lady rung her up as fast as she could and Malfoy up even faster.
"Hey she gave me too much change." He said before pocketing it. Ginny however had already walked off, he jogged to catch up with her. "Why didn't you wait?" He asked dismayed.
"Because I didn't want to walk with you." She snapped in reply.
"Oh, shame, we were having such a lovely conversation." He replied and Ginny suddenly stopped and turned to face him.
"Are you stalking me or something?" She asked and frowned.
"In a manner of speaking," He began and laughed it off, almost giving himself away. "Just kidding, and no, I live here now you forget."
"So where do you work?"
"For the ministry, control of muggle to wizard security." He lied and hoped she hadn't seen right through him. She nodded and continued walking. "And it was just a nasty perk that you happened to live here."
"Trust me I'm not enjoying it either." She began, "But it really doesn't explain why your trying to make amends with me."
Draco stopped and scratched the back of his head. Frighteningly to Ginny he held a strong resemblance to Aidan when he did that. "Because you're the only person around here I know, so who else do I have to talk to?"
"You mean, who else do you have to annoy?" She asked and jogged up the steps of her loft building. Draco followed her and inside the building. She subconsciously began walking up the stairs, with out realizing who was following her. "I mean honestly, you hated me at school, made my life a living hell, made my brother's life a living hell, made his friend's lives living hell." She started rattling off people before Draco grabbed her arm and stopped her.
"Well, what the hell do you want?? A written apology." She turned to look at him. Her eyes held this odd light.
"Your apologizing?" She asked in a hopeful tone.
"No, I never said that, I-I was being sarcastic." Was his venomous reply.
"Yeah, fine be a bastard, see what kind of help you'll get from me." She snapped and began unlocking her door before reality took a chokehold on her. "What do you think your doing? Your building is across the freaking street! Get out of my building."
"Bitchy, bitchy, didn't you mother ever teach you any manners, by the way you left this bag on the counter." He said handing her a shopping bag with her chips. She growled and took it away.
"Well, look whose here." A voice said as its owner made his way down the hall, accompanied by another person.
"Tracy!" Ginny screamed and ran to the person next to Jackson, whom was greet Draco.
"Whose Tracy?" Draco asked watching the two greet each other.
"My brother, the infamous Ja Rule look alike and ultra serious DJ." He replied, shaking the dreads out of his face, they seemed to have this habit of always being there. Ginny and Tracy joined them.
"Hey, its Tracy, nice to meet you." Tracy said extending a hand to Draco.
"Pleasure, its Draco."
"Hey, you're the guy Jackson's been talking bout, he said you were pretty cool for the palest guy he's ever met." Tracy said and Ginny burst out laughing and opened her apartment door. They all went in and Draco took a moment to have a quick look around.
"Draco I think you are excused, we have a brainstorm to go to." Ginny began but Jackson cut her off and slung an arm around her shoulder.
"Now GW come on let him come! It'll be cool." Tracy nodded in agreement with his brother.
"What's a brainstorm?" Draco asked. Tracy smiled and grabbed helped Ginny unload her groceries while speaking.
"Basically we sit around and do nothing waiting for a song idea to come up." He began and laughed to himself. "Basically its impulse thinking and writing. We get an idea we write it down."
"Timmie likes to call it Zen Storming," Jackson began with a quick grin and a flick of the wrist as he grabbed the keys and opened the door. "But Timmie isn't here right now, she's our other DJ, finishing up a tour in America for some band that she dislikes."
"Sucks." Draco said as they walked down the stairs. "Well count me in but first I need to stop by and drop my stuff off." He said and with a 'pop' he was gone.
***
There was a ring at the front door and Ron made a mad dash to get it. "Harry, Tyranny!" He said. He was greeted with two dazzling smiles as the happy couple strolled inside.
"Hello Ron." Tyranny said before disappearing into the kitchen. A moment later they could hear Hermione screaming in joy.
"Hullo Ron." Harry said grinning. They both sat down on the couch, and turned on the game. They sat for a few minutes of silence and heard another scream of joy.
"What's that screaming about?" Ron asked. Not even tearing his eyes from the wizard TV. The Cudley Cannons were playing the new American team from Oklahoma.
"Asked Tyranny to marry me." Harry said in a simple, monotone voice.
"Hmm." Ron grunted in reply.
"She said yes." Was the reply. Ron reached over and clapped his friend on the shoulder.
"Good for you."
"Mmmhmmm." He said and grinned to himself. This was what life was all about, women, quidditch, and well….more quidditch.
MEANWHILE……..
"Oh Tyranny how exciting, your going to be a married woman!" Hermione exclaimed, while bending over to examine the ring.
Tyranny said with a slight laugh, "Yep while I'm walking down the aisle you'll be dealing with a little red headed monster."
"Your most likely right. But hey you won't be too far after me!" Hermione replied and began stirring the soup.
"Yeah, I've always wanted to have children." She stated dreamily.
"So, have you picked out a date, colors, china the whole works yet?" The married woman began asking.
"Oh no Hermione, not yet we've only been engaged for a day! No, we've got a lot of planning to do, and if I see it right Harry will be no help."
"Let me help, I'd love to plan another wedding, and now all the pressure wont be on me cause it's not my wedding."
Tyranny picked up the tea cup Hermione handed to her and looked up at her friend, eyes glimmering in gratitude. "Thanks Herm, I don't think I would be mentally stable if it weren't for you."
Hermione smiled and brushed a few stray waves from her face. "I know. Ron tells me that almost every day."
Tyranny hid her laugh as she smiled into her teacup and thought of married life with the world's most adored quidditch player. Well, life was going to get a lot more hectic that was for sure. Yet, she felt that it was going to be the best thing that had ever happened in her life since he fell on top of her during the mistake in the apparation test.
***
Ginny, Jackson, Tracy and Draco slowly made their way up the steps of Seth's apartment complex and once again Ginny found herself wondering what her brother and his friends were up to. Tracy rang the bell and Seth opened the door revealing Aidan putting new strings on his guitar and Tristian tapping the symbols on his drum kit. The minute Ginny walked through the door Tristian was at her side, an arm hung casually around her waist. He was murmuring to her in a low husky voice and even from behind Draco could tell she was blushing.
"Hey, you must be Draco, I'm Aidan nice to meet you." Aidan said plastering a smile on his face. So this was the guy Ginny was loathing over, he really didn't seem so bad.
"I'm Seth, good to meet you." Seth said in his unusual American accent and returned to his work on his bass. Draco began to approach Tristian but suddenly back away, that boy gave off bad vibes to Draco. Yet, just when Draco was about to talk to Tracy, he felt a tap on his shoulder. He got the eerie feeling he had just walked through a ghost. Reluctantly he turned and met the hardest green eyes he had ever seen.
"Hey, I'm Tristian, nice to meet you" His pleasant tone betrayed something about him and his pleasant nature was also odd to Draco. Just when he was about to say something rather rude he saw the look in Ginny's eyes, this unusual love that told him it was a bad idea to be nasty.
"Draco, Draco Malfoy and I'm charmed." He said trying very hard to hide the sarcasm in his voice. Ginny snapped her head up and gave him a glare. She tried to pull free of Tristian's hold but the sandy haired man refused to let her go. His face showed nothing but sweet love.
"Tristian let go, I need to help Aidan with this lyric thing he's been tinkering with for a while."
"But baby.."
"But nothing now let go." She said tickling his side, causing him to flinch and let go. "Besides if you didn't notice Tracy is back."
Tristian perked up again and went greet his long time friend, whom was talking to Seth. Jackson joined Draco. "I don't like him." Draco murmured.
"Yeah, you and me both, he's been a little over possessive of GW ever since they got together over a year ago." Jackson murmured. "But don't get me wrong, Tristian is a good guy, you just have to get past the stunningly thick ego and constant need to have his favorite red head constantly within his grasp."
"So you don't think he's up to anything?" Draco muttered.
"No why?" Jackson said letting his defenses go up.
"Just wondering, he seems to give me weird vibes."
"Don't worry its always like that for everyone meeting Tristian for the first time. He always puts up defenses behind his eyes. He'll warm up don't worry." Draco nodded, heaving his shoulders in defeat and left his eyes scan the room till they fell on Aidan who seemed to be staring off into space, half in deep thought, half listening to Ginny.
Aidan sighed as he listened to Ginny, she was scribbling on a black piece of paper, throwing out ideas. His mind however, was somewhere else.
What had he done last night? What was he thinking more to the point, his little stunt had done nothing but create more tension between the two of them, he could tell and he knew Ginny could tell. Her voice was very articulate, as she carefully chose every word that came out of her pink, glossy lips. This was all his fault, if he hadn't been so eager and wondering about what it would be like to kiss her they would never be in such an awkward situation. Only Aidan was Aidan, and he acted impulse, it was he knew. It had been taught to him never to over plan things, do what your instincts and what your heart tells you. Wonderful advice, he told himself, here I am and there's so much tension its like a brick wall. And who was it between? He asked himself and hung his head in momentary shame. Between my best friend and I.
"Aidan? Aidan sweetie are you listening to anything I'm saying?" Ginny asked cuffing him on the shoulder. She leaned against his arm as her hand flew across the paper writing out lyrics and words to end all.
"Huh? Oh yeah, sorry its just that the creative juices aren't flowing just yet." He said and plucked a few strings on his guitar. "Give it a few minutes."
She scratched the back of her head and walked away. She almost found herself steering towards Tristian and Seth but decided against it, and plopped down on the couch. Tracy smiled down at the red head who was sprawled across him and Jackson as they slouched on the couch. (A/N hey its almost like a rhyme! ::coughs in embarrassment:: okay back to the fic)
"Hello down there!" Jack said, making his voice echo.
"You know Jack, its amazing how you can throw your voice like that, how ever do you do it?" She asked and laughed when Tracy stole her hat and put it on. "It's you Trace, its you."
"Uhm, back to the voice thing, I don't know its just something I'm naturally talented." He threw her a cheeky grin and laughed at Tracy. "Oh bro, she's right it is you."
Tracy smiled and looked around the room, Seth was still in conversation with Tristian, whom was scowling at his drum kit. Aidan was still at the coffee table, a frown set on his face, hunched over a piece of paper appearing to be deep in thought over a song. Draco was leaning against the wall looked around the room himself with a slight smirk.
Suddenly Aidan couldn't stand it anymore! "Argh!" He yelled standing up. "I can't stand it! I'm getting absolutely nothing!! This is horrible, I can't even think right." Seth looked up and grinned.
"Well you know what we do when we aren't getting the creative juices flowing eh?"
Ginny sat up and squealed, "You mean it we could, we're actually going to?"
Tracy and Jackson shared grins that could rival the Weasley twins. Jackson ran a finger through his dreads, Tracy took off Ginny's hat and threw it back to her. She was now standing and brushing off her jeans.
"You guys, have got to be joking, we do his every year and does it work NO!" Tristian said in a laughing tone.
"Oh, come on boy, its fun and who are we to break tradition." Tracy said.
"Okay hold it! What is going on and what are you talking about?" Draco asked. The group called Lirit Ruana looked at him and suddenly burst out laughing. Draco felt himself flush, he hated being laughed at. "Well anyone care to share?"
"Well, Draco it's a muggle thing, so you most likely wouldn't want to come, after all the smog might choke you." Ginny joked, leaning on Seth, whom was sniggering.
"No I'm interested what do you guys do?"
"Well, in order to get the creative juices flowing we always go bowling." Seth explained scratching his head and smiling down at Ginny who was shaking in silent laughter.
"Bowling hmm? Odd name but since I'm already surrounded by muggles I suppose it won't kill me." He sneered and Ginny groaned. She approached him and felt his forehead.
"Are you sick? I mean Malfoy, you hate muggles!"
"Well I'm hanging out with these people aren't I" His smirk was set. Her frown increased, then suddenly turned to a grin.
"Maybe I was wrong about you, maybe you have changed with time." She smiled and led the way out the door.
-Alright, guys, this chapter wasn't the best and I know the bits w/ Bill and the terrific trio (or is fabulous foursome, now that I have Tyranny?) Oh yeah and I Promise it's a D/G, I wouldn't have posted it in the D/G section if it wasn't right? So, for next chapter: There's a bit more of Bill, some bowling, and convincing….. also a little bit more in depth into the lives of Tristian, Aidan, and Seth. There might be a little bit of fluttering feelings too =D but who am I to give all my secrets away?? So r/r you know the whole deal about constructive criticism and how I love it…. So you click on that lil box down there and tell me what you think! Toodles!! Ambrose-
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Disclaimer: I do not own Harry Potter, or any characters and settings that go along with it so =P !!! However I do own Aidan, Tristian, Seth, Jackson, Tyranny, Lana, and Tracy (0_o Tracy???? Oooooh?? ) and um the band name Lirit Ruana and anything else you people don't recognize!
I feel so horrible though, I forgot to mention Alane-Vera and thank her for the tremendous amount of help! So Double thanks! Okay on with the fic!
Chapter Three
The stranger at Ginny's door looked down at his watch and grinned sheepishly, "Sorry, my watch doesn't work on muggle time, I hope its not that late." Bill Weasley managed to get out before Ginny attacked him with a huge bear hug. "Whoa, down tiger! Glad to see you too." He replied, still grinning.
"Bill!! It's so good to see you, what are you doing here?"
"Oh, Gringott's business, I'm here for the weekend, I heard you were staying in London from a muggle friend whose crazy about your band. So I figured I'd look you up and see if you were around, so I apparated here." He replied as Ginny led him into the living room for him to sit down.
"Well stay here for all I care!" She said excitedly, her eyes were lit up like thousands of Christmas lights. Bill gave her the Weasley smile.
"I was REALLY hoping you'd say that, cause I have no where to stay." He admitted sheepishly. Ginny laughed and sat down across from him. It had just begun to register in her mind how many strange things had happened to her today. Her gaze snapped to her clock, it read 2:30. Never mind, she thought, yesterday. "I was going to drop in for your concert but I found out I was too late, stupid witch at the wizard customs station was taking bloody forever, I felt like she went though every pocket in my bags."
Ginny giggled and for a moment forgot she had left the wizarding world and was sitting at the kitchen table at the Burrow listening to Bill's stories from traveling abroad. He continued to talk but Ginny was completely phased out. She'd been doing that a lot lately.
"Oh Bill, can I get you anything, food, drink? You can use the spare bedroom in the lower level of the loft, its down that spiral staircase." She told him, coming back to reality.
"Good deal." He replied and picked up his bag, following Ginny to the lower level, it was mainly studio equipment with a pinball machine in the back corner. As interested as Bill was, he knew better than to tamper with it right now. After setting his things down in the spacious lower level room he and Ginny went back up and made peanut butter and jelly sandwiches.
"So tell me about all this band junk." He said though a bite of sandwich.
"Lets see here, there's four of us, Aidan," She began and paused thinking about earlier events. "Then Tristian and Seth. Actually seven, counting our three different DJ's, Jackson, Tracy and Timmie. We also have our manager Lana, she's alright once you get to know her, and we've got two albums out, both platinum and well, life is absolutely perfect, and for some strange reason, I enjoy living as a muggle. Even more so than living as a wizard."
Bill nodded his head and grinned. "Well it sounds like all the Weasley children have finally sorted out their lives, and mum and dad told me their living a lot easier without all the mouths to feed, they've even been saving for a vacation to some island in the Americas." Ginny's face lit up in happiness.
"That's great. I'm so glad they finally are having a chance to breath." She said and stood yawning. "Well I'm off to bed, long day tomorrow I have a brainstorm, say why don't you come with us?"
He stood and ruffled her hair, "Can't Gin, I have meetings all day long, but why don't we go to dinner tomorrow night?"
"Okay! G'night Bill" She said yawning. He kissed her forehead and disappeared down the stairs. She walked numbly to her room and fell on her bed, out cold.
***
When Ginny woke up she fell out of bed. Grumbling and rubbing her head she stumbled into the kitchen, where she found a note from Bill, saying he had left and was going to ring her when he got out of meetings. She opened her fridge and was completely dismayed to find absolutely no food in it.
"This is not my day I can already tell." She moaned and blew at the strand of hair in her face. Allowing her body to move her back to her room and dress, Ginny soon found herself in the cold winter weather, trekking to the grocery store. To make her already bad day worse she tripped on a curb and fell, getting snow in her hair and making her face burn.
"Well at least I look alright." She told herself and readjusted her cowboy hat, which she wore with a pair of worn out jeans and a plaid button down shirt. Entering the grocery store was like entering an ice box, it was freezing. Ginny shook it off and began rambling down the aisles, leaning on her cart for support. Loading it up with healthy foods like fruits and veggies, she also made sure to throw in the essentials, water, soda, and some snack foods, along with meats and all that other 'must have to survive' crap. She was heading down the chip aisle when she saw a sight that not only mildly pissed her off, but highly amused her at the same time.
There standing next to a shopping cart was Draco, holding up two bags of chips in what looked to be like a very heated, personal debate. She came a little closer to hear what he was saying.
"Regular or Fat Free?" He asked himself and began pondering.
"Don't think to hard, you just might hurt yourself." She said with a patented Weasley smirk plastered across her face. He looked up and scowled.
"Now why did you have to go off and break my concentration." He asked, his voice was sharp and curt.
"Malfoy, if you have to concentrate over whether or not you need fat free or regular chips you are beyond a stage a help possible." She snapped and took the bag of fat free. Her eyes glancing at his thin, but muscular frame. His face relaxed and he put on a lazy grin. "And you? Fat free, give me a break."
"Well let me give you the benefit of the doubt, you certainly don't need them either." He replied, his own eyes raking over her body, more than once. She rolled her eyes and dropped the bag of chips into her cart.
"Well, thanks for the compliment but it won't get you any." Was her reply. He looked at her and said indignantly.
"I did not compliment you, and I don't want any." Ginny let out a hollow laugh and stepped closer to him.
"Well then, do your eyes always have that nasty habit of betraying your intentions?" She asked and stepped back, walking off to the check out lines. He followed her and got in line behind her.
"I don't know what your talking about." He replied reaching for the same pack of gum she did. Ginny smirked again.
"Sure you don't." She said in a very sarcastic and unbelieving tone. He sighed loudly and leaned on her cart.
"Okay so maybe I lied." He told her. She pushed his arms off her cart as they moved up in line. The look on her face told him that she was absolutely horrified.
"Malfoy, your hitting on a Weasley, when was the last time you got laid?" She asked in a laughing tone. "I mean really, if your that desperate you must be rather, well, deprived if you catch my drift." She cracked up at his shocked expression, her eyes twinkling with amused malice.
"I'm not looking for a good lay if that's what your asking, but it sure seems like you could, after all, you are running around with that muggle trash you like to call a man." He replied and turned away from Ginny's open mouth and hid his laugh.
"I hate you." She murmured and looked up at the check out lady, whom had an eyebrow raised in obvious dislike. The lady rung her up as fast as she could and Malfoy up even faster.
"Hey she gave me too much change." He said before pocketing it. Ginny however had already walked off, he jogged to catch up with her. "Why didn't you wait?" He asked dismayed.
"Because I didn't want to walk with you." She snapped in reply.
"Oh, shame, we were having such a lovely conversation." He replied and Ginny suddenly stopped and turned to face him.
"Are you stalking me or something?" She asked and frowned.
"In a manner of speaking," He began and laughed it off, almost giving himself away. "Just kidding, and no, I live here now you forget."
"So where do you work?"
"For the ministry, control of muggle to wizard security." He lied and hoped she hadn't seen right through him. She nodded and continued walking. "And it was just a nasty perk that you happened to live here."
"Trust me I'm not enjoying it either." She began, "But it really doesn't explain why your trying to make amends with me."
Draco stopped and scratched the back of his head. Frighteningly to Ginny he held a strong resemblance to Aidan when he did that. "Because you're the only person around here I know, so who else do I have to talk to?"
"You mean, who else do you have to annoy?" She asked and jogged up the steps of her loft building. Draco followed her and inside the building. She subconsciously began walking up the stairs, with out realizing who was following her. "I mean honestly, you hated me at school, made my life a living hell, made my brother's life a living hell, made his friend's lives living hell." She started rattling off people before Draco grabbed her arm and stopped her.
"Well, what the hell do you want?? A written apology." She turned to look at him. Her eyes held this odd light.
"Your apologizing?" She asked in a hopeful tone.
"No, I never said that, I-I was being sarcastic." Was his venomous reply.
"Yeah, fine be a bastard, see what kind of help you'll get from me." She snapped and began unlocking her door before reality took a chokehold on her. "What do you think your doing? Your building is across the freaking street! Get out of my building."
"Bitchy, bitchy, didn't you mother ever teach you any manners, by the way you left this bag on the counter." He said handing her a shopping bag with her chips. She growled and took it away.
"Well, look whose here." A voice said as its owner made his way down the hall, accompanied by another person.
"Tracy!" Ginny screamed and ran to the person next to Jackson, whom was greet Draco.
"Whose Tracy?" Draco asked watching the two greet each other.
"My brother, the infamous Ja Rule look alike and ultra serious DJ." He replied, shaking the dreads out of his face, they seemed to have this habit of always being there. Ginny and Tracy joined them.
"Hey, its Tracy, nice to meet you." Tracy said extending a hand to Draco.
"Pleasure, its Draco."
"Hey, you're the guy Jackson's been talking bout, he said you were pretty cool for the palest guy he's ever met." Tracy said and Ginny burst out laughing and opened her apartment door. They all went in and Draco took a moment to have a quick look around.
"Draco I think you are excused, we have a brainstorm to go to." Ginny began but Jackson cut her off and slung an arm around her shoulder.
"Now GW come on let him come! It'll be cool." Tracy nodded in agreement with his brother.
"What's a brainstorm?" Draco asked. Tracy smiled and grabbed helped Ginny unload her groceries while speaking.
"Basically we sit around and do nothing waiting for a song idea to come up." He began and laughed to himself. "Basically its impulse thinking and writing. We get an idea we write it down."
"Timmie likes to call it Zen Storming," Jackson began with a quick grin and a flick of the wrist as he grabbed the keys and opened the door. "But Timmie isn't here right now, she's our other DJ, finishing up a tour in America for some band that she dislikes."
"Sucks." Draco said as they walked down the stairs. "Well count me in but first I need to stop by and drop my stuff off." He said and with a 'pop' he was gone.
***
There was a ring at the front door and Ron made a mad dash to get it. "Harry, Tyranny!" He said. He was greeted with two dazzling smiles as the happy couple strolled inside.
"Hello Ron." Tyranny said before disappearing into the kitchen. A moment later they could hear Hermione screaming in joy.
"Hullo Ron." Harry said grinning. They both sat down on the couch, and turned on the game. They sat for a few minutes of silence and heard another scream of joy.
"What's that screaming about?" Ron asked. Not even tearing his eyes from the wizard TV. The Cudley Cannons were playing the new American team from Oklahoma.
"Asked Tyranny to marry me." Harry said in a simple, monotone voice.
"Hmm." Ron grunted in reply.
"She said yes." Was the reply. Ron reached over and clapped his friend on the shoulder.
"Good for you."
"Mmmhmmm." He said and grinned to himself. This was what life was all about, women, quidditch, and well….more quidditch.
MEANWHILE……..
"Oh Tyranny how exciting, your going to be a married woman!" Hermione exclaimed, while bending over to examine the ring.
Tyranny said with a slight laugh, "Yep while I'm walking down the aisle you'll be dealing with a little red headed monster."
"Your most likely right. But hey you won't be too far after me!" Hermione replied and began stirring the soup.
"Yeah, I've always wanted to have children." She stated dreamily.
"So, have you picked out a date, colors, china the whole works yet?" The married woman began asking.
"Oh no Hermione, not yet we've only been engaged for a day! No, we've got a lot of planning to do, and if I see it right Harry will be no help."
"Let me help, I'd love to plan another wedding, and now all the pressure wont be on me cause it's not my wedding."
Tyranny picked up the tea cup Hermione handed to her and looked up at her friend, eyes glimmering in gratitude. "Thanks Herm, I don't think I would be mentally stable if it weren't for you."
Hermione smiled and brushed a few stray waves from her face. "I know. Ron tells me that almost every day."
Tyranny hid her laugh as she smiled into her teacup and thought of married life with the world's most adored quidditch player. Well, life was going to get a lot more hectic that was for sure. Yet, she felt that it was going to be the best thing that had ever happened in her life since he fell on top of her during the mistake in the apparation test.
***
Ginny, Jackson, Tracy and Draco slowly made their way up the steps of Seth's apartment complex and once again Ginny found herself wondering what her brother and his friends were up to. Tracy rang the bell and Seth opened the door revealing Aidan putting new strings on his guitar and Tristian tapping the symbols on his drum kit. The minute Ginny walked through the door Tristian was at her side, an arm hung casually around her waist. He was murmuring to her in a low husky voice and even from behind Draco could tell she was blushing.
"Hey, you must be Draco, I'm Aidan nice to meet you." Aidan said plastering a smile on his face. So this was the guy Ginny was loathing over, he really didn't seem so bad.
"I'm Seth, good to meet you." Seth said in his unusual American accent and returned to his work on his bass. Draco began to approach Tristian but suddenly back away, that boy gave off bad vibes to Draco. Yet, just when Draco was about to talk to Tracy, he felt a tap on his shoulder. He got the eerie feeling he had just walked through a ghost. Reluctantly he turned and met the hardest green eyes he had ever seen.
"Hey, I'm Tristian, nice to meet you" His pleasant tone betrayed something about him and his pleasant nature was also odd to Draco. Just when he was about to say something rather rude he saw the look in Ginny's eyes, this unusual love that told him it was a bad idea to be nasty.
"Draco, Draco Malfoy and I'm charmed." He said trying very hard to hide the sarcasm in his voice. Ginny snapped her head up and gave him a glare. She tried to pull free of Tristian's hold but the sandy haired man refused to let her go. His face showed nothing but sweet love.
"Tristian let go, I need to help Aidan with this lyric thing he's been tinkering with for a while."
"But baby.."
"But nothing now let go." She said tickling his side, causing him to flinch and let go. "Besides if you didn't notice Tracy is back."
Tristian perked up again and went greet his long time friend, whom was talking to Seth. Jackson joined Draco. "I don't like him." Draco murmured.
"Yeah, you and me both, he's been a little over possessive of GW ever since they got together over a year ago." Jackson murmured. "But don't get me wrong, Tristian is a good guy, you just have to get past the stunningly thick ego and constant need to have his favorite red head constantly within his grasp."
"So you don't think he's up to anything?" Draco muttered.
"No why?" Jackson said letting his defenses go up.
"Just wondering, he seems to give me weird vibes."
"Don't worry its always like that for everyone meeting Tristian for the first time. He always puts up defenses behind his eyes. He'll warm up don't worry." Draco nodded, heaving his shoulders in defeat and left his eyes scan the room till they fell on Aidan who seemed to be staring off into space, half in deep thought, half listening to Ginny.
Aidan sighed as he listened to Ginny, she was scribbling on a black piece of paper, throwing out ideas. His mind however, was somewhere else.
What had he done last night? What was he thinking more to the point, his little stunt had done nothing but create more tension between the two of them, he could tell and he knew Ginny could tell. Her voice was very articulate, as she carefully chose every word that came out of her pink, glossy lips. This was all his fault, if he hadn't been so eager and wondering about what it would be like to kiss her they would never be in such an awkward situation. Only Aidan was Aidan, and he acted impulse, it was he knew. It had been taught to him never to over plan things, do what your instincts and what your heart tells you. Wonderful advice, he told himself, here I am and there's so much tension its like a brick wall. And who was it between? He asked himself and hung his head in momentary shame. Between my best friend and I.
"Aidan? Aidan sweetie are you listening to anything I'm saying?" Ginny asked cuffing him on the shoulder. She leaned against his arm as her hand flew across the paper writing out lyrics and words to end all.
"Huh? Oh yeah, sorry its just that the creative juices aren't flowing just yet." He said and plucked a few strings on his guitar. "Give it a few minutes."
She scratched the back of her head and walked away. She almost found herself steering towards Tristian and Seth but decided against it, and plopped down on the couch. Tracy smiled down at the red head who was sprawled across him and Jackson as they slouched on the couch. (A/N hey its almost like a rhyme! ::coughs in embarrassment:: okay back to the fic)
"Hello down there!" Jack said, making his voice echo.
"You know Jack, its amazing how you can throw your voice like that, how ever do you do it?" She asked and laughed when Tracy stole her hat and put it on. "It's you Trace, its you."
"Uhm, back to the voice thing, I don't know its just something I'm naturally talented." He threw her a cheeky grin and laughed at Tracy. "Oh bro, she's right it is you."
Tracy smiled and looked around the room, Seth was still in conversation with Tristian, whom was scowling at his drum kit. Aidan was still at the coffee table, a frown set on his face, hunched over a piece of paper appearing to be deep in thought over a song. Draco was leaning against the wall looked around the room himself with a slight smirk.
Suddenly Aidan couldn't stand it anymore! "Argh!" He yelled standing up. "I can't stand it! I'm getting absolutely nothing!! This is horrible, I can't even think right." Seth looked up and grinned.
"Well you know what we do when we aren't getting the creative juices flowing eh?"
Ginny sat up and squealed, "You mean it we could, we're actually going to?"
Tracy and Jackson shared grins that could rival the Weasley twins. Jackson ran a finger through his dreads, Tracy took off Ginny's hat and threw it back to her. She was now standing and brushing off her jeans.
"You guys, have got to be joking, we do his every year and does it work NO!" Tristian said in a laughing tone.
"Oh, come on boy, its fun and who are we to break tradition." Tracy said.
"Okay hold it! What is going on and what are you talking about?" Draco asked. The group called Lirit Ruana looked at him and suddenly burst out laughing. Draco felt himself flush, he hated being laughed at. "Well anyone care to share?"
"Well, Draco it's a muggle thing, so you most likely wouldn't want to come, after all the smog might choke you." Ginny joked, leaning on Seth, whom was sniggering.
"No I'm interested what do you guys do?"
"Well, in order to get the creative juices flowing we always go bowling." Seth explained scratching his head and smiling down at Ginny who was shaking in silent laughter.
"Bowling hmm? Odd name but since I'm already surrounded by muggles I suppose it won't kill me." He sneered and Ginny groaned. She approached him and felt his forehead.
"Are you sick? I mean Malfoy, you hate muggles!"
"Well I'm hanging out with these people aren't I" His smirk was set. Her frown increased, then suddenly turned to a grin.
"Maybe I was wrong about you, maybe you have changed with time." She smiled and led the way out the door.
-Alright, guys, this chapter wasn't the best and I know the bits w/ Bill and the terrific trio (or is fabulous foursome, now that I have Tyranny?) Oh yeah and I Promise it's a D/G, I wouldn't have posted it in the D/G section if it wasn't right? So, for next chapter: There's a bit more of Bill, some bowling, and convincing….. also a little bit more in depth into the lives of Tristian, Aidan, and Seth. There might be a little bit of fluttering feelings too =D but who am I to give all my secrets away?? So r/r you know the whole deal about constructive criticism and how I love it…. So you click on that lil box down there and tell me what you think! Toodles!! Ambrose-