OUR OWN OLYMPUS
A Hogwarts Twist on Shakespeare's "Romeo and Juliet"
Written by Daniel Odysseus
Before I begin this installment, I would like to answer some of the questions that reviewers have posed to me. I would like to answer all of
the questions before I begin the next chapter, but I can't access DarkMark.com, so I'll just answer the questions from FanFiction.net and the
ones sent to me via e-mail.
(please note that questions are taken as the submitter wrote them,
including all spelling or grammatical errors)
FanFiction.net Reviewer Questions:
1) "I thought this was a D/G [Draco/Ginny] fic?" -Shadowcat
Answer: It is. You'll just have to read on, then you'll see.
2) "Doesn't she have a boyfriend?" -kneh13 Answer: Yes, Ginny, in the story, is currently dating Dean Thomas. I can't
say anymore without giving the story away. If you want a brief idea of what's going to happen between Ginny and Thomas, check out the summary of
"Romeo and Juliet" on SparkNotes.com
Questions via E-mail: (note- reviewer's e-mail addresses will be kept
secret.)
1) "What characters are what in the real story?" -(no name given) Answer: Well, I think it's safe to say that Ginny is "Juliet" and Draco is
"Romeo". The Weasleys are the "Capulets" and the Malfoys are the "Montagues". There are more. Many more, actually, but I can't tell you, or the suspense and surprise of the story will be ruined. I will reveal all in
my author's note at the end. So just wait.
2) "Whesn it gonna be done?" -VoldemortsDarkMark Answer: It is done. It took me three long, sleepless nights and two days in front of my computer last weekend. It was approximately 14,000 words long (my longest fan fic ever!) but I divided it up into 18 chapters. I like to keep up the element of suspense. Sorry! I'll let it out a little bit at a
time.
Thanks for all the questions, everybody! Keep them coming!
Now, on to "Our Own Olympus"
PART FOUR:
"Luna," Ginny sighed to her Ravenclaw best friend, Luna Lovegood. "You saw what happened, didn't you?"
"Of course I did," Luna answered, running her fingers through her pale blonde hair. "What was it like, kissing Draco Malfoy?"
Ginny said nothing.
"Did you enjoy it?"
Ginny said nothing again.
"Oh my God, Ginny!" Luna gasped. "Don't tell me you actually enjoyed it?"
Ginny still remained silent.
"But he's so..." Luna began. "Oh, he's just so... Malfoy!"
"I know," Ginny replied.
"What about Thomas?"
"What about him?" Ginny asked, trying to remain cool. "He's my boyfriend, and I lo- I lo-"
"You love him?"
Ginny said nothing, just continued staring off into the sky, now filled with the white falling snow. "I thought I did. But then, I met Draco tonight and, before I knew who he was, I thought he was the most romantic, wonderful man I had ever laid eyes upon." She smiled, her blue eyes twinkling, then added slowly, "I truly thought that he was my Roman god..."
An owl swooped down on Thomas, with a letter from Mr. Weasley, and small brown parcel.
Dear Thomas, Molly and I have talked it over, and we are ecstatic that you want to marry our little girl. And we're equally as ecstatic that you took the initiative to come and ask her permission first; most young wizards would've just asked her straight out. We wish to meet you and Ginny again; I understand that both of you are staying at Hogwarts for the holidays, so perhaps we can manage a trip out there before we leave for Romania. Sincerely, Arthur Weasley
PS: Molly has one favor to ask of you. Included with this letter is the engagement ring that her grandmother received before she got married. Molly wishes that you give Ginny that ring when you propose to her. Best of luck!
"We're going to be brothers," Thomas said excitedly, holding out the letter for Ron to read.
"Wow," Ron grinned. "See, Thomas? I told you that everything would work out for the better, didn't I? I knew Mum and Dad would love you asking them for permission first."
"Well, it worked," Thomas said. "I just hope Ginny accepts. She was mad that I couldn't say anything poetic." He glanced at Hermione. "Hermione, what should I say to her?"
Hermione grinned. "I know this flawless speech, that I've been waiting for someone to use on me," she grumbled. "Say that the first time you saw her..."
"...I knew you were the one for me," Thomas told Ginny, as he sat down next to her on the bed in her dormitory. "I was just so overcome by your beauty that I was speechless. You honestly are the perfect girl for me."
Don't think about Draco, Ginny told herself sternly. Remember, he's a Malfoy. And the Malfoys are only after one thing. Besides, Mum and Dad would never approve of Draco. Thomas is going to propose to you right now, and you're going to accept it.
"Now, Ginny," Thomas said, "I know I might not be the poetic type, or the overly romantic type, but I know that I love you more than anything else." He slipped the ring of Mrs. Weasley's grandmother on Ginny's finger. "Would you be my wife, Ginny Weasley?"
Ginny leaned in and kissed him. "Yes, I will, Thomas."
"Would you like to come back to the party with me?" he asked. Ginny nodded.
"But I have to touch up my makeup first," she said.
"I'll meet you by the fireplace, then, love?"
"Of course," Ginny replied.
Thomas left, and Luna gave a squeal of excitement. "Oh, Ginny, you're engaged! I can't believe it!"
"Ginny!" Draco yelled again. "Ginny!"
But it was no use; he could tell that right away; the Hogwarts windows were enchanted to be soundproof. Thinking fast, he took some of the snow that had gathered on the railing, formed it into a snowball, and then tossed it at the window.
Ginny opened the window, and saw him down on the prefects' balcony.
"Draco?" she called down to him. She realized that she had called this man, worn enemy of her family, by his first name. She quickly corrected herself. "Malfoy."
"In the flesh," Draco replied.
"What the hell are you doing, throwing snowballs at my window?"
"What are you doing cooped up in your dorm while a party is raging downstairs?"
"I- I-" Ginny began. All of the thoughts of happiness she experienced when she kissed Draco returned to her and all of the doubts left, making her feel very uneasy about the marriage proposal that she had just accepted from Thomas. "I asked you first."
"We're not First Years anymore, Ginny," Draco said. "That doesn't quite cut it. Answer my question."
"Oh, Draco." Ginny began. She quickly stopped herself. "Malfoy! God damn it!"
"You can call me Draco," Draco told her kindly. "It's okay, Ginny. It is my name, after all."
"No, it wouldn't be right."
"Why not?"
"It-" Ginny began. "It just wouldn't."
"Because of our families?"
"Yes."
"So, are you going to answer my question? Why aren't you at the party with Thomas and Potter and the rest of the Gryffindors?"
"I- I came up here to think."
"About what?" Draco questioned.
Ginny opened her mouth to answer his question, but decided not to. "Answer my question first."
"I came out here to think, too," he told her. "What were you thinking about?"
Ginny took a big gulp of fresh air, stalled for a moment, then continued with, "I- I was just thinking about you."
"Really?" Draco asked. "You were?"
"Yes," Ginny sighed.
"I was thinking about you, too," Draco said. "I just can't forget that kiss we shared. It was just so wonderful."
"I know," Ginny replied. "It was the greatest kiss that I had ever felt, or probably will ever feel in my entire life."
"Come down, then," Draco smiled, "so that we can share another. You be my goddess, and I'll be your god, Ginny. And we'll have a Mt. Olympus all of our own. Our own Olympus." There was a brief pause before he continued. "I love you, Ginny."
Ginny froze, unsure of what to say.
"Luna," she rasped. "What should I say? I'm ailing here!"
She turned around, looking for her best friend, but Luna had already left the dormitory.
I'll have to make this decision on my own, she thought quietly. But how can you possibly decide, Ginny?
But then the answer was clear to her. She had to do what was in her heart. Sure, she had dated Thomas since the end of her fourth year, and sure, her parents adored him. But was Thomas what she really wanted? Could she really spend every day for the rest of her life waking up next to Dean Thomas?
To Be Continued
A Hogwarts Twist on Shakespeare's "Romeo and Juliet"
Written by Daniel Odysseus
Before I begin this installment, I would like to answer some of the questions that reviewers have posed to me. I would like to answer all of
the questions before I begin the next chapter, but I can't access DarkMark.com, so I'll just answer the questions from FanFiction.net and the
ones sent to me via e-mail.
(please note that questions are taken as the submitter wrote them,
including all spelling or grammatical errors)
FanFiction.net Reviewer Questions:
1) "I thought this was a D/G [Draco/Ginny] fic?" -Shadowcat
Answer: It is. You'll just have to read on, then you'll see.
2) "Doesn't she have a boyfriend?" -kneh13 Answer: Yes, Ginny, in the story, is currently dating Dean Thomas. I can't
say anymore without giving the story away. If you want a brief idea of what's going to happen between Ginny and Thomas, check out the summary of
"Romeo and Juliet" on SparkNotes.com
Questions via E-mail: (note- reviewer's e-mail addresses will be kept
secret.)
1) "What characters are what in the real story?" -(no name given) Answer: Well, I think it's safe to say that Ginny is "Juliet" and Draco is
"Romeo". The Weasleys are the "Capulets" and the Malfoys are the "Montagues". There are more. Many more, actually, but I can't tell you, or the suspense and surprise of the story will be ruined. I will reveal all in
my author's note at the end. So just wait.
2) "Whesn it gonna be done?" -VoldemortsDarkMark Answer: It is done. It took me three long, sleepless nights and two days in front of my computer last weekend. It was approximately 14,000 words long (my longest fan fic ever!) but I divided it up into 18 chapters. I like to keep up the element of suspense. Sorry! I'll let it out a little bit at a
time.
Thanks for all the questions, everybody! Keep them coming!
Now, on to "Our Own Olympus"
PART FOUR:
"Luna," Ginny sighed to her Ravenclaw best friend, Luna Lovegood. "You saw what happened, didn't you?"
"Of course I did," Luna answered, running her fingers through her pale blonde hair. "What was it like, kissing Draco Malfoy?"
Ginny said nothing.
"Did you enjoy it?"
Ginny said nothing again.
"Oh my God, Ginny!" Luna gasped. "Don't tell me you actually enjoyed it?"
Ginny still remained silent.
"But he's so..." Luna began. "Oh, he's just so... Malfoy!"
"I know," Ginny replied.
"What about Thomas?"
"What about him?" Ginny asked, trying to remain cool. "He's my boyfriend, and I lo- I lo-"
"You love him?"
Ginny said nothing, just continued staring off into the sky, now filled with the white falling snow. "I thought I did. But then, I met Draco tonight and, before I knew who he was, I thought he was the most romantic, wonderful man I had ever laid eyes upon." She smiled, her blue eyes twinkling, then added slowly, "I truly thought that he was my Roman god..."
An owl swooped down on Thomas, with a letter from Mr. Weasley, and small brown parcel.
Dear Thomas, Molly and I have talked it over, and we are ecstatic that you want to marry our little girl. And we're equally as ecstatic that you took the initiative to come and ask her permission first; most young wizards would've just asked her straight out. We wish to meet you and Ginny again; I understand that both of you are staying at Hogwarts for the holidays, so perhaps we can manage a trip out there before we leave for Romania. Sincerely, Arthur Weasley
PS: Molly has one favor to ask of you. Included with this letter is the engagement ring that her grandmother received before she got married. Molly wishes that you give Ginny that ring when you propose to her. Best of luck!
"We're going to be brothers," Thomas said excitedly, holding out the letter for Ron to read.
"Wow," Ron grinned. "See, Thomas? I told you that everything would work out for the better, didn't I? I knew Mum and Dad would love you asking them for permission first."
"Well, it worked," Thomas said. "I just hope Ginny accepts. She was mad that I couldn't say anything poetic." He glanced at Hermione. "Hermione, what should I say to her?"
Hermione grinned. "I know this flawless speech, that I've been waiting for someone to use on me," she grumbled. "Say that the first time you saw her..."
"...I knew you were the one for me," Thomas told Ginny, as he sat down next to her on the bed in her dormitory. "I was just so overcome by your beauty that I was speechless. You honestly are the perfect girl for me."
Don't think about Draco, Ginny told herself sternly. Remember, he's a Malfoy. And the Malfoys are only after one thing. Besides, Mum and Dad would never approve of Draco. Thomas is going to propose to you right now, and you're going to accept it.
"Now, Ginny," Thomas said, "I know I might not be the poetic type, or the overly romantic type, but I know that I love you more than anything else." He slipped the ring of Mrs. Weasley's grandmother on Ginny's finger. "Would you be my wife, Ginny Weasley?"
Ginny leaned in and kissed him. "Yes, I will, Thomas."
"Would you like to come back to the party with me?" he asked. Ginny nodded.
"But I have to touch up my makeup first," she said.
"I'll meet you by the fireplace, then, love?"
"Of course," Ginny replied.
Thomas left, and Luna gave a squeal of excitement. "Oh, Ginny, you're engaged! I can't believe it!"
"Ginny!" Draco yelled again. "Ginny!"
But it was no use; he could tell that right away; the Hogwarts windows were enchanted to be soundproof. Thinking fast, he took some of the snow that had gathered on the railing, formed it into a snowball, and then tossed it at the window.
Ginny opened the window, and saw him down on the prefects' balcony.
"Draco?" she called down to him. She realized that she had called this man, worn enemy of her family, by his first name. She quickly corrected herself. "Malfoy."
"In the flesh," Draco replied.
"What the hell are you doing, throwing snowballs at my window?"
"What are you doing cooped up in your dorm while a party is raging downstairs?"
"I- I-" Ginny began. All of the thoughts of happiness she experienced when she kissed Draco returned to her and all of the doubts left, making her feel very uneasy about the marriage proposal that she had just accepted from Thomas. "I asked you first."
"We're not First Years anymore, Ginny," Draco said. "That doesn't quite cut it. Answer my question."
"Oh, Draco." Ginny began. She quickly stopped herself. "Malfoy! God damn it!"
"You can call me Draco," Draco told her kindly. "It's okay, Ginny. It is my name, after all."
"No, it wouldn't be right."
"Why not?"
"It-" Ginny began. "It just wouldn't."
"Because of our families?"
"Yes."
"So, are you going to answer my question? Why aren't you at the party with Thomas and Potter and the rest of the Gryffindors?"
"I- I came up here to think."
"About what?" Draco questioned.
Ginny opened her mouth to answer his question, but decided not to. "Answer my question first."
"I came out here to think, too," he told her. "What were you thinking about?"
Ginny took a big gulp of fresh air, stalled for a moment, then continued with, "I- I was just thinking about you."
"Really?" Draco asked. "You were?"
"Yes," Ginny sighed.
"I was thinking about you, too," Draco said. "I just can't forget that kiss we shared. It was just so wonderful."
"I know," Ginny replied. "It was the greatest kiss that I had ever felt, or probably will ever feel in my entire life."
"Come down, then," Draco smiled, "so that we can share another. You be my goddess, and I'll be your god, Ginny. And we'll have a Mt. Olympus all of our own. Our own Olympus." There was a brief pause before he continued. "I love you, Ginny."
Ginny froze, unsure of what to say.
"Luna," she rasped. "What should I say? I'm ailing here!"
She turned around, looking for her best friend, but Luna had already left the dormitory.
I'll have to make this decision on my own, she thought quietly. But how can you possibly decide, Ginny?
But then the answer was clear to her. She had to do what was in her heart. Sure, she had dated Thomas since the end of her fourth year, and sure, her parents adored him. But was Thomas what she really wanted? Could she really spend every day for the rest of her life waking up next to Dean Thomas?
To Be Continued