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Chapter 4:
Ron looked at Ginny and Draco. Draco didn't have his shirt on and Ginny was just in a towel. Obviously, they had just slept together. He lunged his fist towards Malfoy slamming it at his chin. Draco fell down. Ginny grabbed Ron's arms, restraining him.
"Ron, STOP!" she yelled.
"No fucking way," he said as he pushed Ginny to the floor and continued sending punches towards Malfoy. Draco ducked and grabbed Ron's fist. He brought his own fist up, ready to punch this Weasley in the face.
"Don't ever punch a Malfoy again and apologize to your sister for the way you behaved," he said, glaring menacingly. Ron realized that he had just threw his sister to the floor. Her nose was bleeding badly and she was crying.
"I'm sorry Ginny," he said as he turned towards her. Then, he turned back towards Malfoy. "I can punch whoever I fucking want," he said, as he sent another fist towards Draco's chest. Draco fell to the floor, the wind was knocked out of him. He got up quickly and drove his fist towards Ron's head. Ron fell to the floor, unconscious. He grabbed Ginny's hands and helped her up.
"Are you okay?" he asked. 'Why do I have feelings for this girl' he thought. He should hate her.
"Yeah, I think so," she replied. "Thanks," she added. He was completely silent. He just stared into her chocolate brown eyes. Oh how much he wanted to kiss her and feel her hair in his hands. "Well Weasley, I think your brother should go," he said as he started levitating Ron towards the door.
"No," said Ginny. "Let him stay here until he gets conscious."
"No fucking way. He'll kill me when he gets up," Draco replied.
"No he won't. I promise I won't let him," she said. 'Why am I being nice to Malfoy' she thought 'I should just let Ron kill him. As if I care'.
Draco reluctantly let Ron down, making him fall to the floor, hard, with a thump. "Draco!" Ginny yelled. "Sorry," he replied.
They let Ron lay there for a while. "We have to go Ginny. What are we going to do with the Weasel," Draco said.
"Why are you suddenly calling me Ginny?" she asked.
"I thought that was your name, 'Weasley'," he said.
"Can't he stay for a while," Ginny implied.
"Fine, but only until he gets up, then he'll have to go," he replied.
"Okay," she said. She stared at his cold, steel, grey eyes. He looked so nice and sweet. Draco caught her staring at him. "Go change, you stupid Weasley," he commanded.
Ginny sighed. He doesn't seem so nice and sweet anymore. She went to the bathroom to change. She wore a tight black tank top that showed her midriff and khaki short-shorts. When she walked out of the bathroom, Draco gasped. 'She looks so hot' he thought. 'Wait uggh. Why am I thinking of the Weasel like this' he told himself while he tried to get rid of those thoughts.
"Like what you see, Malfoy," Ginny said, with the smirk on her face. Draco looked away.
"Whatever, Weasley. Still haven't figured out that no one would ever like you." He said. Ginny suddenly burst into tears and fell on the floor.
"You're right. No one would ever like me," she said through the sobs. Draco went over to her and hugged her tightly. She buried her face into his chest. "I'm sorr--," he started but Ginny said, "Not Harry, not even you," she said. (A/N: I know it's kind of corny)
"Harry is a bastard for not liking you," he said. 'I can't believe I'm comforting her.' He shuddered at the thought. She looked up into his gray eyes and smiled. Draco hadn't ever seen her smile before. Well, if you count the evil ones. She looked sweet and innocent when she smiled. He wanted to kiss her. He wanted her badly. But his Malfoy instincts were telling him no.
"Now that you've stopped crying, Weasel, we'll go then," he said. He let go of her and went into the bathroom to change. 'He'll never change' Ginny thought. 'His Malfoy traits won't let him.'
Ginny went over to her unconscious brother on the floor. He stirred. "Ron? Ron get up," she said. He woke. "Ginny? What the hell am I doing here?" he asked, his eyes half open.
"Um...you were just about to leave," Ginny said.
"Oh yeah," Ron replied, not knowing what the hell was going on here. Suddenly, it hit him. "Wait a minute..Where's the fucking Malfoy?" he yelled.
"Ron just let it go," Ginny said.
"No I fucking won't let it go Ginny. You think I'm gonna let him get away with shagging my baby sister!" he yelled a little louder. Just then, Draco stepped out of the bathroom, with only a towel wrapped around his waist.
"Why...you..mother fuck---." Ron said while lunging towards Malfoy, but Ginny took quick action. "Petrificus Totalus!" she yelled. Ron was as stiff as a board and fell to the ground.
"Thanks," was all that Draco said. "Well..um..we have to go now," he added.
"Should I wake him up?" Ginny asked pointing to Ron.
"No, he'll go home when the spell wears off," he replied.
~*~
Ginny and Draco walked towards the receptionist to sign out of the hotel. 'Sylvia' was sleeping again. "SYLVIA!" Draco yelled.
She immediately jumped up. "Yes?" she said.
"I'd like to sign out of this hotel," Draco said.
Sylvia fiddled around with some papers. "Okay, you're all set. Are you planning to stay here when you get back?" she asked.
"Yes. We are going out to the Dragon Jungle and we plan on staying here the day before we leave back to England," he said.
Sylvia gasped. "The dragon jungle?" (A/N: Corny name huh. I couldn't think of anything else)
"Yes and close your mouth, Sylvia. Oh and I am reporting you to your manager about you 'sleeping' habits," Draco said as they walked out the door.
~*~
As Ginny walked out of the crowded hotel, there was the beautiful tropical cool, breezy winds of Romania. She loved it. She visited Romania a couple times with Charlie. She loved the dragons and the whole peaceful looking country.
"We're going to apparate," Draco suddenly said, as he took Ginny's hand in his and there was a loud *pop*.
They landed in a dark mystical forest. It was the only open space in the jungle. There was a circle of dirt, with trees all around it. It reminded Ginny of all the scary movies she saw.
"I'll set up camp," Draco said, as he took something out of his pocket. It was a miniature tent. He then, took out his wand, and muttered an incantation. Suddenly, the tent grew big.
"Wow," Ginny said silently.
"Okay, you could put your stuff in the tent now while I go start a fire," he said.
Ginny walked into the tent and her eyes opened wide with awe. It was huge. On the outside, it looked like a regular, average size tent, but inside, it was about ten times bigger. In the middle of the room was a king- sized bed. In the corner, was a small desk. The floor was carpeted. 'This must be a wizards tent' she thought. In the other corner of the tent, was a small cot. She decided to lay her suitcase on the 'bed' and let Malfoy sleep on the cot. She silently laughed at this thought. It was getting a little cold, so she changed into pajama bottoms instead of short-shorts. She still had the tank top on, though, to make Malfoy want her. 'Wait. Why do I want Malfoy for' she thought. 'No I'll just make him go crazy for me' she kept telling herself. 'Yeah, that's it.'
She walked out of the tent and saw Draco sitting by the fire. Draco looked at her and started drooling. "Close your mouth, Malfoy," Ginny said, smirking.
"So...what are we going to eat?" Ginny asked, as she sat down by Draco. Draco looked at her and took out his wand. 'Dinarilious' he said. Just then, two gourmet meals were in front of them. There was honey mustard chicken, with rice pilaf, on Ginny's plate, which was her favorite. There was also 'Pepsi' a muggle soda that Ginny loved. On Draco's there was, of course, steak and butterbeer.
"The spell gives you your absolute favorite meal," Draco said, as he elegantly cut his steak into bits and pieces. Ginny, on the other hand, stuffed the chicken in her mouth and drank the 'Pepsi' spilling it all over her tank top.
Draco had a disgusted look on his face. "Merlin, don't you Weasleys know how to eat properly?" Ginny noticed how she was eating. She thought she ate elegantly compared to Ron, but compared to Draco, she was a slob. She immediately started cutting her chicken into bits and pieces like Draco and ate very slowly. Draco smiled and said, "That's better."
After they finished their meals, Draco stood up and said, "I'll go put my stuff in the tent." Ginny nodded and watched him go into the tent. His tall frame was so hot that any girl would drool over him, including Ginny. A few minutes later, Ginny walked back to the tent, to find Malfoy in nothing but his boxers. Ginny turned several shades of red as well as Malfoy. Ginny wanted to run and get out of the tent, but her legs wouldn't move. It was like they wanted her to stay or something. Draco quickly put on his pajama bottoms and laid down on the bed. "What do you want Weasley?" he asked, smirking.
"I thought I sleep here too, you know. Oh and 'you' have to sleep on the cot tonight," Ginny said pointing to the small sleeping bag in the corner.
"No way. You're lucky I even provide a 'cot' for you. I would have just let you sleep outside, as if I care," he replied.
Ginny looked aghast. How could he treat her like this. "Fine," she said as she stomped over to the tiny cot. She laid down and pulled the cover over her head. Draco grinned. "Or you could just sleep with me," Draco said without thinking. He was so caught up, looking into her chocolate brown eyes, and didn't even think when he spoke.
"No thanks, Malfoy," Ginny said with a smirk.
~*~
Draco woke up with a start. He walked out of the tent and the cold morning breeze touched his warm skin, which made him shiver. He saw that Ginny was already up, eating some kind of muggle breakfast. (apple jacks).
"Ginny-," he started. He was about to insult her when he looked at her. She had dark 'brown' hair and the amethysts color eyes(purple). All of her freckles were gone and she had a nice tan.
"What the fuck. Who are you?" he asked.
"Ginny. Oh sorry. I forgot to tell you. I'm a metamorphmagus, it's a magical trait that lets you change your appearance at will. I only found I was one when I was 16. Do you remember Nymphadora Tonks? She was one too," Ginny said as she brushed her beautiful 'brown' hair.
"Really? Could you change your hair to blonde than?" he asked. Ginny obeyed. Suddenly her hair became white blonde, just like Draco's. She looked absolutely beautiful. She also changed her eye color to cool gray to match the hair. She was stunning. Draco gasped.
"You know you look a lot better with the Malfoy hair than the Weasley hair," Draco said.
"Wank off, Malfoy. I happen to like the red hair," she snapped.
"Fine, Weasley. But at least change it to auburn. You remind me so much of your brother when your hair is 'bright' red," he said.
"Okay, but why do you suddenly care?" Ginny asked, as she changed her hair color to deep auburn. Draco turned white.
"I don't Weasley. I'm just making a suggestion," he said, satisfied he came up with a comeback. She looked amazing in her auburn hair color. It wasn't the flaming Weasley red hair, but it was darker and it made her look more studious and sexy, without taking out the Weasley color. She was absolutely amazing.
~*~
"I can't believe it!" Ron yelled, red faced as usual, as we was walking into the Potter Manor.
"Excuse me, sir, but Mr. Potter is not available at the moment," said the servant, Lisanno, trying to push Ron out the door.
"Where the fuck is he then?! I need to talk to him," Ron yelled. Lisanno was startled. He jumped back. Suddenly there were loud footsteps coming from the stairs.
"Harry!" Ron said.
"Ron, what the bloody hell are you doing here?" Harry asked, his emerald green eyes, gleaming as usual. They could make any woman want him.
"We need to talk....about Ginny," Ron replied.
"Fine, come to the tea room. Lisanno! Get us some tea!" he ordered. Ron and Harry walked into an exquisite room. There was white marble tile flooring and the chandelier gleamed. They sat on the couch.
"Harry, did you know that my baby sister is on an expedition with MALFOY!" Ron yelled.
"Calm down, Ron. Thank you, Lisanno," he added looking at the humble looking servant.
"Here have some tea," Harry said, handing Ron a cup.
"Harry, this is bullshit. How can you be so calm when Malfoy is 'alone' with her. He could be touching her in all the 'wrong'...ahem...places," Ron said, standing up, towering over Harry. Actually Ron was quite tall (6'4"). Harry was a few feet shorter.
"Ron sit down. I'm sure Malfoy won't do anything," Harry said reassuringly.
Ron sat back down, cooling off. "How do you know that?"
"Because, Ginny talked to me the day before the trip."
"And you didn't tell me about it. How could you Harry. I can't believe you trust that ass."
"I don't trust as much as you do, but I trust Ginny. She won't let anyone do that to her."
"You're right Harry. But I just went to check on them. I just got back. They were in a 'hotel' room. They both had no clothes on, whatsoever."
"WHAT?!" Harry yelled, as he stood up.
"You're such a hypocrite you know that? Anyway, so I beat the fuck out of Malfoy, until Ginny came in. She tried to stop us, but I ended up pushing her to the floor. When I was trying to help her up, Malfoy came in with a blow right to head, mate. I think I fell unconscious. That's when I got up and nobody was there."
Harry sat back down, staring at Ron intently. "I went downstairs to the lobby and asked the receptionist if she saw them. She gave me exact directions too. They're in the Dragon Jungle or whatever."
"Do you wanna go look for them?" Harry asked.
"Fuck yeah, but not right now. Hermione is making me take care of Heather," Ron replied. Hermione and Ron got married right after they finished Hogwarts. They both went on and became aurors. Heather was their first daughter. She was the exact replica of Ron except that she had bushy brown hair.
"How is Hermione?"
"Oh good. The ministry keeps putting her on extra missions. It tires her out."
"Oh, she must get sick of it. How 'is' little Heather?"
"Bratty as usual." Ron said. Harry laughed.
"So, Harry, had any 'dreams' lately?" Ron said, sarcastically.
"Actually, yeah." Ron looked confused.
"The last one I had, Voldemort was pretty angry. He said something like he needed an heir," Harry said, looking down.
"He also mentioned that heir must come from Gin--,"
There was a green blinding light. Ron got knocked to the floor. There were two men in black cloaks. Death Eaters. One of them pointed their wand at Harry.
"Crucio!"
~*~
"Malfoy! Help, please," cried Ginny. She fell onto the sharp rocks. Draco looked back, and noticed that Ginny was in piercing pain. They were hiking up a hill. She suddenly rolled down the rocky hill. Draco ran after her. When he got down, Ginny was unconscious. She was cut and bruised everywhere. There was blood coming out under her eyes. He lifted her up into his arms. He carried her the long way back to the campsite. He could've just levitated her, but he just wanted to hold her for some reason. He laid her down on the bed in the tent. Since, he was so 'skilled' at potions, he got some ingredients out from his suitcase, and started to concoct a healing potion. Once it was done, he opened Ginny's mouth. 'Her lips are so soft' he thought. She looked beautiful minus the cuts and bruises. He poured the potion into her mouth.
Almost immediately, she woke up, while all her cuts were dissolving away.
"Malfoy. What happened?"
"You fell down the hill."
"Oh..oh right..yeah about that."
"What the fuck are you talking about Weasel?"
"I remember that my stomach was hurting like hell. I couldn't take it."
"What are you going on about?"
"I'm pregnant, Malfoy," she said sternly. Malfoy stood up in shock.
"With who?"
"You."
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Chapter 4:
Ron looked at Ginny and Draco. Draco didn't have his shirt on and Ginny was just in a towel. Obviously, they had just slept together. He lunged his fist towards Malfoy slamming it at his chin. Draco fell down. Ginny grabbed Ron's arms, restraining him.
"Ron, STOP!" she yelled.
"No fucking way," he said as he pushed Ginny to the floor and continued sending punches towards Malfoy. Draco ducked and grabbed Ron's fist. He brought his own fist up, ready to punch this Weasley in the face.
"Don't ever punch a Malfoy again and apologize to your sister for the way you behaved," he said, glaring menacingly. Ron realized that he had just threw his sister to the floor. Her nose was bleeding badly and she was crying.
"I'm sorry Ginny," he said as he turned towards her. Then, he turned back towards Malfoy. "I can punch whoever I fucking want," he said, as he sent another fist towards Draco's chest. Draco fell to the floor, the wind was knocked out of him. He got up quickly and drove his fist towards Ron's head. Ron fell to the floor, unconscious. He grabbed Ginny's hands and helped her up.
"Are you okay?" he asked. 'Why do I have feelings for this girl' he thought. He should hate her.
"Yeah, I think so," she replied. "Thanks," she added. He was completely silent. He just stared into her chocolate brown eyes. Oh how much he wanted to kiss her and feel her hair in his hands. "Well Weasley, I think your brother should go," he said as he started levitating Ron towards the door.
"No," said Ginny. "Let him stay here until he gets conscious."
"No fucking way. He'll kill me when he gets up," Draco replied.
"No he won't. I promise I won't let him," she said. 'Why am I being nice to Malfoy' she thought 'I should just let Ron kill him. As if I care'.
Draco reluctantly let Ron down, making him fall to the floor, hard, with a thump. "Draco!" Ginny yelled. "Sorry," he replied.
They let Ron lay there for a while. "We have to go Ginny. What are we going to do with the Weasel," Draco said.
"Why are you suddenly calling me Ginny?" she asked.
"I thought that was your name, 'Weasley'," he said.
"Can't he stay for a while," Ginny implied.
"Fine, but only until he gets up, then he'll have to go," he replied.
"Okay," she said. She stared at his cold, steel, grey eyes. He looked so nice and sweet. Draco caught her staring at him. "Go change, you stupid Weasley," he commanded.
Ginny sighed. He doesn't seem so nice and sweet anymore. She went to the bathroom to change. She wore a tight black tank top that showed her midriff and khaki short-shorts. When she walked out of the bathroom, Draco gasped. 'She looks so hot' he thought. 'Wait uggh. Why am I thinking of the Weasel like this' he told himself while he tried to get rid of those thoughts.
"Like what you see, Malfoy," Ginny said, with the smirk on her face. Draco looked away.
"Whatever, Weasley. Still haven't figured out that no one would ever like you." He said. Ginny suddenly burst into tears and fell on the floor.
"You're right. No one would ever like me," she said through the sobs. Draco went over to her and hugged her tightly. She buried her face into his chest. "I'm sorr--," he started but Ginny said, "Not Harry, not even you," she said. (A/N: I know it's kind of corny)
"Harry is a bastard for not liking you," he said. 'I can't believe I'm comforting her.' He shuddered at the thought. She looked up into his gray eyes and smiled. Draco hadn't ever seen her smile before. Well, if you count the evil ones. She looked sweet and innocent when she smiled. He wanted to kiss her. He wanted her badly. But his Malfoy instincts were telling him no.
"Now that you've stopped crying, Weasel, we'll go then," he said. He let go of her and went into the bathroom to change. 'He'll never change' Ginny thought. 'His Malfoy traits won't let him.'
Ginny went over to her unconscious brother on the floor. He stirred. "Ron? Ron get up," she said. He woke. "Ginny? What the hell am I doing here?" he asked, his eyes half open.
"Um...you were just about to leave," Ginny said.
"Oh yeah," Ron replied, not knowing what the hell was going on here. Suddenly, it hit him. "Wait a minute..Where's the fucking Malfoy?" he yelled.
"Ron just let it go," Ginny said.
"No I fucking won't let it go Ginny. You think I'm gonna let him get away with shagging my baby sister!" he yelled a little louder. Just then, Draco stepped out of the bathroom, with only a towel wrapped around his waist.
"Why...you..mother fuck---." Ron said while lunging towards Malfoy, but Ginny took quick action. "Petrificus Totalus!" she yelled. Ron was as stiff as a board and fell to the ground.
"Thanks," was all that Draco said. "Well..um..we have to go now," he added.
"Should I wake him up?" Ginny asked pointing to Ron.
"No, he'll go home when the spell wears off," he replied.
~*~
Ginny and Draco walked towards the receptionist to sign out of the hotel. 'Sylvia' was sleeping again. "SYLVIA!" Draco yelled.
She immediately jumped up. "Yes?" she said.
"I'd like to sign out of this hotel," Draco said.
Sylvia fiddled around with some papers. "Okay, you're all set. Are you planning to stay here when you get back?" she asked.
"Yes. We are going out to the Dragon Jungle and we plan on staying here the day before we leave back to England," he said.
Sylvia gasped. "The dragon jungle?" (A/N: Corny name huh. I couldn't think of anything else)
"Yes and close your mouth, Sylvia. Oh and I am reporting you to your manager about you 'sleeping' habits," Draco said as they walked out the door.
~*~
As Ginny walked out of the crowded hotel, there was the beautiful tropical cool, breezy winds of Romania. She loved it. She visited Romania a couple times with Charlie. She loved the dragons and the whole peaceful looking country.
"We're going to apparate," Draco suddenly said, as he took Ginny's hand in his and there was a loud *pop*.
They landed in a dark mystical forest. It was the only open space in the jungle. There was a circle of dirt, with trees all around it. It reminded Ginny of all the scary movies she saw.
"I'll set up camp," Draco said, as he took something out of his pocket. It was a miniature tent. He then, took out his wand, and muttered an incantation. Suddenly, the tent grew big.
"Wow," Ginny said silently.
"Okay, you could put your stuff in the tent now while I go start a fire," he said.
Ginny walked into the tent and her eyes opened wide with awe. It was huge. On the outside, it looked like a regular, average size tent, but inside, it was about ten times bigger. In the middle of the room was a king- sized bed. In the corner, was a small desk. The floor was carpeted. 'This must be a wizards tent' she thought. In the other corner of the tent, was a small cot. She decided to lay her suitcase on the 'bed' and let Malfoy sleep on the cot. She silently laughed at this thought. It was getting a little cold, so she changed into pajama bottoms instead of short-shorts. She still had the tank top on, though, to make Malfoy want her. 'Wait. Why do I want Malfoy for' she thought. 'No I'll just make him go crazy for me' she kept telling herself. 'Yeah, that's it.'
She walked out of the tent and saw Draco sitting by the fire. Draco looked at her and started drooling. "Close your mouth, Malfoy," Ginny said, smirking.
"So...what are we going to eat?" Ginny asked, as she sat down by Draco. Draco looked at her and took out his wand. 'Dinarilious' he said. Just then, two gourmet meals were in front of them. There was honey mustard chicken, with rice pilaf, on Ginny's plate, which was her favorite. There was also 'Pepsi' a muggle soda that Ginny loved. On Draco's there was, of course, steak and butterbeer.
"The spell gives you your absolute favorite meal," Draco said, as he elegantly cut his steak into bits and pieces. Ginny, on the other hand, stuffed the chicken in her mouth and drank the 'Pepsi' spilling it all over her tank top.
Draco had a disgusted look on his face. "Merlin, don't you Weasleys know how to eat properly?" Ginny noticed how she was eating. She thought she ate elegantly compared to Ron, but compared to Draco, she was a slob. She immediately started cutting her chicken into bits and pieces like Draco and ate very slowly. Draco smiled and said, "That's better."
After they finished their meals, Draco stood up and said, "I'll go put my stuff in the tent." Ginny nodded and watched him go into the tent. His tall frame was so hot that any girl would drool over him, including Ginny. A few minutes later, Ginny walked back to the tent, to find Malfoy in nothing but his boxers. Ginny turned several shades of red as well as Malfoy. Ginny wanted to run and get out of the tent, but her legs wouldn't move. It was like they wanted her to stay or something. Draco quickly put on his pajama bottoms and laid down on the bed. "What do you want Weasley?" he asked, smirking.
"I thought I sleep here too, you know. Oh and 'you' have to sleep on the cot tonight," Ginny said pointing to the small sleeping bag in the corner.
"No way. You're lucky I even provide a 'cot' for you. I would have just let you sleep outside, as if I care," he replied.
Ginny looked aghast. How could he treat her like this. "Fine," she said as she stomped over to the tiny cot. She laid down and pulled the cover over her head. Draco grinned. "Or you could just sleep with me," Draco said without thinking. He was so caught up, looking into her chocolate brown eyes, and didn't even think when he spoke.
"No thanks, Malfoy," Ginny said with a smirk.
~*~
Draco woke up with a start. He walked out of the tent and the cold morning breeze touched his warm skin, which made him shiver. He saw that Ginny was already up, eating some kind of muggle breakfast. (apple jacks).
"Ginny-," he started. He was about to insult her when he looked at her. She had dark 'brown' hair and the amethysts color eyes(purple). All of her freckles were gone and she had a nice tan.
"What the fuck. Who are you?" he asked.
"Ginny. Oh sorry. I forgot to tell you. I'm a metamorphmagus, it's a magical trait that lets you change your appearance at will. I only found I was one when I was 16. Do you remember Nymphadora Tonks? She was one too," Ginny said as she brushed her beautiful 'brown' hair.
"Really? Could you change your hair to blonde than?" he asked. Ginny obeyed. Suddenly her hair became white blonde, just like Draco's. She looked absolutely beautiful. She also changed her eye color to cool gray to match the hair. She was stunning. Draco gasped.
"You know you look a lot better with the Malfoy hair than the Weasley hair," Draco said.
"Wank off, Malfoy. I happen to like the red hair," she snapped.
"Fine, Weasley. But at least change it to auburn. You remind me so much of your brother when your hair is 'bright' red," he said.
"Okay, but why do you suddenly care?" Ginny asked, as she changed her hair color to deep auburn. Draco turned white.
"I don't Weasley. I'm just making a suggestion," he said, satisfied he came up with a comeback. She looked amazing in her auburn hair color. It wasn't the flaming Weasley red hair, but it was darker and it made her look more studious and sexy, without taking out the Weasley color. She was absolutely amazing.
~*~
"I can't believe it!" Ron yelled, red faced as usual, as we was walking into the Potter Manor.
"Excuse me, sir, but Mr. Potter is not available at the moment," said the servant, Lisanno, trying to push Ron out the door.
"Where the fuck is he then?! I need to talk to him," Ron yelled. Lisanno was startled. He jumped back. Suddenly there were loud footsteps coming from the stairs.
"Harry!" Ron said.
"Ron, what the bloody hell are you doing here?" Harry asked, his emerald green eyes, gleaming as usual. They could make any woman want him.
"We need to talk....about Ginny," Ron replied.
"Fine, come to the tea room. Lisanno! Get us some tea!" he ordered. Ron and Harry walked into an exquisite room. There was white marble tile flooring and the chandelier gleamed. They sat on the couch.
"Harry, did you know that my baby sister is on an expedition with MALFOY!" Ron yelled.
"Calm down, Ron. Thank you, Lisanno," he added looking at the humble looking servant.
"Here have some tea," Harry said, handing Ron a cup.
"Harry, this is bullshit. How can you be so calm when Malfoy is 'alone' with her. He could be touching her in all the 'wrong'...ahem...places," Ron said, standing up, towering over Harry. Actually Ron was quite tall (6'4"). Harry was a few feet shorter.
"Ron sit down. I'm sure Malfoy won't do anything," Harry said reassuringly.
Ron sat back down, cooling off. "How do you know that?"
"Because, Ginny talked to me the day before the trip."
"And you didn't tell me about it. How could you Harry. I can't believe you trust that ass."
"I don't trust as much as you do, but I trust Ginny. She won't let anyone do that to her."
"You're right Harry. But I just went to check on them. I just got back. They were in a 'hotel' room. They both had no clothes on, whatsoever."
"WHAT?!" Harry yelled, as he stood up.
"You're such a hypocrite you know that? Anyway, so I beat the fuck out of Malfoy, until Ginny came in. She tried to stop us, but I ended up pushing her to the floor. When I was trying to help her up, Malfoy came in with a blow right to head, mate. I think I fell unconscious. That's when I got up and nobody was there."
Harry sat back down, staring at Ron intently. "I went downstairs to the lobby and asked the receptionist if she saw them. She gave me exact directions too. They're in the Dragon Jungle or whatever."
"Do you wanna go look for them?" Harry asked.
"Fuck yeah, but not right now. Hermione is making me take care of Heather," Ron replied. Hermione and Ron got married right after they finished Hogwarts. They both went on and became aurors. Heather was their first daughter. She was the exact replica of Ron except that she had bushy brown hair.
"How is Hermione?"
"Oh good. The ministry keeps putting her on extra missions. It tires her out."
"Oh, she must get sick of it. How 'is' little Heather?"
"Bratty as usual." Ron said. Harry laughed.
"So, Harry, had any 'dreams' lately?" Ron said, sarcastically.
"Actually, yeah." Ron looked confused.
"The last one I had, Voldemort was pretty angry. He said something like he needed an heir," Harry said, looking down.
"He also mentioned that heir must come from Gin--,"
There was a green blinding light. Ron got knocked to the floor. There were two men in black cloaks. Death Eaters. One of them pointed their wand at Harry.
"Crucio!"
~*~
"Malfoy! Help, please," cried Ginny. She fell onto the sharp rocks. Draco looked back, and noticed that Ginny was in piercing pain. They were hiking up a hill. She suddenly rolled down the rocky hill. Draco ran after her. When he got down, Ginny was unconscious. She was cut and bruised everywhere. There was blood coming out under her eyes. He lifted her up into his arms. He carried her the long way back to the campsite. He could've just levitated her, but he just wanted to hold her for some reason. He laid her down on the bed in the tent. Since, he was so 'skilled' at potions, he got some ingredients out from his suitcase, and started to concoct a healing potion. Once it was done, he opened Ginny's mouth. 'Her lips are so soft' he thought. She looked beautiful minus the cuts and bruises. He poured the potion into her mouth.
Almost immediately, she woke up, while all her cuts were dissolving away.
"Malfoy. What happened?"
"You fell down the hill."
"Oh..oh right..yeah about that."
"What the fuck are you talking about Weasel?"
"I remember that my stomach was hurting like hell. I couldn't take it."
"What are you going on about?"
"I'm pregnant, Malfoy," she said sternly. Malfoy stood up in shock.
"With who?"
"You."
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