Disclaimer: I'm not sure if I have to put a disclaimer on every chapter
but just to be safe I will. No, I don't own any of the Harry Potter
characters or stories. Please don't sue me!
To my lovely reviewer of chapter two:
Tomzgurl77: I'm glad you like my story. I know that if I did accept anonymous reviewers I'd get a lot more reviews. I know what it's like to be lazy, since I am lazy. But this is my first fanfic and I'm still trying to figure some things out. I'm really bad with computers so please forgive me. Also, I get the feeling that you like Tom Felton. Am I right?
TheSecretCharacter: I'm glad that my story is entertaining to you. I plan to have Draco be very cold hearted and have it where he doesn't let people through to see who he really is very easily. It's going to be, hopefully, a long journey to Draco's heart. I just added those thoughts between Ginny and Draco at the end of chapter 2 b/c you can't control what you think about someone. You can control what you say about them. Get my drift?
Ehlonna: I'm so happy you like my story. Since it's Christmas Break I can write more than when I'm in school. When school starts back I'll probably only be able to write on the weekends.
Grahamcrackers: I loved your review; it was so full of life! Don't worry; I won't quit writing this story. I wouldn't do that to my fans, I love my fans. That sounds so cool. I have fans!!!! If you could see me right now you'd see me doing my happy dance. I went to see if you wrote any stories and saw that you're the author of 13 year old cupids are so frustrating. That's a really good story. I love the idea about locking them in a closet. Keep writing!!!!
Rose petel: Again, thank you for liking my story. You like me, you really like me!!!! Sorry, couldn't help it. Anyways, thanks for not being a flamer. Keep reading and I'll keep writing!
LiTtLe-bLaCk-sTaR: You're from the first chapter reviewers but I didn't get to thank you for reading. I'm glad you're so excited about my story. It makes me feel so good!
DracoIsMyMan: Thank you for you review! I'm glad you enjoy it. And I love your pen name.
Dream-catcher27: I'm glad that you like my story. I know, I'm horrible at spelling. But they always say that the true sign of a genius. Well, maybe I made that up but I like saying it. It comforts me. I'll try to be better when it comes to spelling. And about the anonymous reviews just go up to see what I wrote for Tomzgurl77. That should explain it. Keep reading please!
Hells soul: I know what you mean. Ginny should appreciate having such a nice piece of eye candy as a boss. I'm sure she will in the future, hehehehehe! Anyways, I'm glad you like the story!
Now that all my awesome reviewers have been thanked I will now continue with my story!
"All right Ferret Freak, what do you want for lunch," asked Ginny. It was nearly ten past eleven and she knew that if she didn't ask Draco what he wanted soon he'd have a fit.
"First off Weasley," spat Draco, "what was my first rule?"
"Something about your name. Don't you remember what I said? Something along the lines of 'I don't follow rule'. But I can't blame you for forgetting, you do have the mental capacity of a two year old," retorted Ginny.
"Watch your tongue, you might find yourself in deep water if you keep this up. Now, back to business. I feel like having pasta today. Oh, and if you don't have it ready by twelve then I'll make you wash every bathroom in this house," said Draco as he lazily flipped through a quidditch magazine.
Ginny decided not to talk back this time. She had to clean the bathrooms at the burrow before and it wasn't a fun task. Multiply the two bathrooms in her home by about twenty and you got how many are in Mrs. Baker's Manor.
"Okay, is there anything else that I can do for you...Master," asked Ginny, whispering the last part in hopes that Draco would not hear. Her hopes were not heard that day.
"I see you've finally learned your proper place among society. Under everyone else," said Draco.
"Oh yes, I'm sure that's it. It's definitely not the threat about cleaning the bathrooms. No, that couldn't be it could it Malfoy? Really, how thick are you?"
"Bad move Weasley. Now hurry up and make my lunch. I'll decide your punishment and inform you of it after lunch," said Draco without even looking up from his magazine.
"Bloody Git...No good son of a bitch...Waist of human organs..." could be heard under Ginny's breathe as she exited Draco's room.
'I hate him, I hate him, I HATE him!!!!!!' thought Ginny. 'How could someone be so evil? Okay Ginny, just count to ten, don't let him get to you. That's what he wants. He wants to get under you skin. He wants you to beat his face in so you'll get fired. If he thinks he's going to get me fired from my first job he better think again. There is no way I'm going to let him get me fired. I know, I'll be extra sweet to him. That'll bug him to no end. Oh, I'm a genius!'
Ginny happily began to fix Draco's lunch; she even made her family's secret sauce just to prove that to Draco that she was good at something. She began to whistle and lost herself in dreamland, not noticing the person who just entered the kitchen.
"Hello Ginny dear," said Mrs. Baker causing Ginny to jump and lose grip on the spoon she was using to stir the spaghetti sauce. When it landed on the floor the sauce on the spoon flew in different directions, some landing on Mrs. Baker.
"Oh, Mrs. Baker! I'm so sorry. I was just startled. I didn't mean to. I'm really sorry," rambled Ginny. She always rambled when she was nervous. She grabbed a kitchen rag that she had been using and offered to help Mrs. Baker clean herself.
"No child, it's fine," said Mrs. Baker as she whipped some of the sauce that landed on her face off with her finger and tasted it. "Oh my, this is the best tomatoes sauce I've ever eaten. You're quite a cook Ginny. Where did you find such a delicious sauce?"
"Well, it's a secret family recipe. It's been in my family for generations. I just love to cook, and I love when people love my cooking," explained Ginny.
"I wasn't going to eat lunch but after tasting that I think I've just changed my mind. How much longer until it's done?"
"It shouldn't take to long. Only about five more minutes. I can serve you at twelve."
"Sounds wonderful. I'd better go clean myself up," with that Mrs. Baker was out the kitchen door.
'I'm glad she likes my cooking. Now Draco's going to have a harder time getting fired,' thought Ginny. 'Wait, when did is start using Malfoy's first name. I've been around Mrs. Baker for too long.'
Ginny was pulled out of her thoughts by voices coming from the dining room.
"Draco darling you'll love it. She's such a good cook," said Mrs. Baker.
"That's great Grandmother," replied Draco with no emotion.
"Now Draco," warned Mrs. Baker sternly, "you have to perk up. Please, where's the old, happy Draco who I use to see all the time?"
"He's dead Grandmother, he's been dead for a long time."
"Well, I'm sure you're hungry," said Mrs. Baker, it sounded like she was trying to change the subject quickly, "Let me go get Ginny."
Ginny picked up a spoon and began stirring to make it look like she was working and not listing in on their private conversation. "Ginny, is it ready," asked Mrs. Baker.
"Yes ma'ma, let me put some finishing touches on it. I'll be right out."
With that Mrs. Baker returned to her grandson while Ginny poured the spaghetti sauce onto the noodles. She sprinkled a little cheese on the top to put the finishing touches on it and took it out to the two waiting diners.
"It smells heavenly, doesn't it Draco," asked Mrs. Baker. Draco merely nodded in agreement. Ginny couldn't help but notice the worried look Mrs. Baker gave Draco. Obviously something was wrong with him. She could see Mrs. Baker knew and was trying her best to cheer him up but he continued to sit like a marble statue. Ginny motherly instincts kicked in and she began to feel somewhat sorry for Draco and wanted to help. She was just that kind of person.
'But what happened,' thought Ginny. 'What happened in his life that was so terrible?'
Dinner passed quietly. Ginny refilled glasses and responded politely when she was spoken to. When she went to refill Draco's glass of water their eyes met and Ginny gave Draco a small, shy smile. This act of kindness seemed to surprise Draco. He looked at her with an odd look, like he was looking at an alien.
"Oh, Draco, tomorrow night there will be a formal ball that I must attend. Mrs. Jones, the woman who lives across the street will be going to. She asked me if I knew any good babysitters that could take care of little Angelica," said Mrs. Baker. "I volunteered you. I know that you can handle her, you have before. And with Ginny here I'm sure that you two will be fine. Ginny are you good with children?"
"I love children," replied Ginny, a small smile on her face.
"Great. You two can help each other. As I always say, two heads are better than one." Ginny and Draco looked at each other. Ginny was a little scared when she saw that Draco had awfully big, evil grin on his face. "I must say," continued Mrs. Baker, "that was one of the best meals I've had in quite awhile Ginny. I'm stuffed."
"Thank you very much Mrs. Baker. It makes me happy to know that my cooking is appreciated," said Ginny. She picked up the plates and began to take them into the kitchen when she heard Draco call for her.
"I've come up with a perfect punishment for you behavior," said Draco.
"Oh really, and what might it be," asked Ginny, raising an eyebrow at him.
"You have to put Angelica to bed tomorrow," said Draco as if it was the most impossible task to do. At this Ginny couldn't help but laugh, and laugh she did. She probably looked a bit odd but it was one of the funniest things she's see in a while.
After calming down she asked, "is that it? All I have to do is put a little girl to sleep?"
"I've been this little five year old's babysitter and trust me, you'll never be able to get her to settle down. I've even tried calming potions. They didn't work. It's like she's the damn energizer bunny or something." At Draco's last statement Ginny went into another fit of giggles. "It's your job to have her in bed by eight o'clock tomorrow night. Oh, and I have clothes that need cleaning. You need to take care of those also. Now hurry up!"
Ginny finished cleaning the dishes and put them away in the proper places. She washed clothes and ran to the store for things. That's basically how the whole day went. Wash, cook, clean, wash, cook, clean. Ginny was getting very bored by the end of the day.
'I don't think I can do this all summer,' thought Ginny. 'Nothing is happening at this house. Maybe I should make something happen? If this place doesn't get a little livelier I'll have to do something. At least Angelica is coming tomorrow. I bet I can handle her. It's just one child.'
With that Ginny threw herself onto her bed and drifted off into a heavy slumber thinking about tomorrow. But for some reason a pair of beautiful gray eyes haunted her dreams. She didn't know who's they were; she just knew that they made her insides tingle and her heart beat race.
In the room next-door Draco was having a similar dream. He thrashed around in his sleep as a pair of gorgeous, chocolate, brown eyes found their way into his dreamland. When he saw them it made fill warm and that everything would be okay. As long as he was looking at those eyes the rest of the world didn't exist.
Okay, I know it's a horrible ending but please tell me what you guys think. You know what to do!
To my lovely reviewer of chapter two:
Tomzgurl77: I'm glad you like my story. I know that if I did accept anonymous reviewers I'd get a lot more reviews. I know what it's like to be lazy, since I am lazy. But this is my first fanfic and I'm still trying to figure some things out. I'm really bad with computers so please forgive me. Also, I get the feeling that you like Tom Felton. Am I right?
TheSecretCharacter: I'm glad that my story is entertaining to you. I plan to have Draco be very cold hearted and have it where he doesn't let people through to see who he really is very easily. It's going to be, hopefully, a long journey to Draco's heart. I just added those thoughts between Ginny and Draco at the end of chapter 2 b/c you can't control what you think about someone. You can control what you say about them. Get my drift?
Ehlonna: I'm so happy you like my story. Since it's Christmas Break I can write more than when I'm in school. When school starts back I'll probably only be able to write on the weekends.
Grahamcrackers: I loved your review; it was so full of life! Don't worry; I won't quit writing this story. I wouldn't do that to my fans, I love my fans. That sounds so cool. I have fans!!!! If you could see me right now you'd see me doing my happy dance. I went to see if you wrote any stories and saw that you're the author of 13 year old cupids are so frustrating. That's a really good story. I love the idea about locking them in a closet. Keep writing!!!!
Rose petel: Again, thank you for liking my story. You like me, you really like me!!!! Sorry, couldn't help it. Anyways, thanks for not being a flamer. Keep reading and I'll keep writing!
LiTtLe-bLaCk-sTaR: You're from the first chapter reviewers but I didn't get to thank you for reading. I'm glad you're so excited about my story. It makes me feel so good!
DracoIsMyMan: Thank you for you review! I'm glad you enjoy it. And I love your pen name.
Dream-catcher27: I'm glad that you like my story. I know, I'm horrible at spelling. But they always say that the true sign of a genius. Well, maybe I made that up but I like saying it. It comforts me. I'll try to be better when it comes to spelling. And about the anonymous reviews just go up to see what I wrote for Tomzgurl77. That should explain it. Keep reading please!
Hells soul: I know what you mean. Ginny should appreciate having such a nice piece of eye candy as a boss. I'm sure she will in the future, hehehehehe! Anyways, I'm glad you like the story!
Now that all my awesome reviewers have been thanked I will now continue with my story!
"All right Ferret Freak, what do you want for lunch," asked Ginny. It was nearly ten past eleven and she knew that if she didn't ask Draco what he wanted soon he'd have a fit.
"First off Weasley," spat Draco, "what was my first rule?"
"Something about your name. Don't you remember what I said? Something along the lines of 'I don't follow rule'. But I can't blame you for forgetting, you do have the mental capacity of a two year old," retorted Ginny.
"Watch your tongue, you might find yourself in deep water if you keep this up. Now, back to business. I feel like having pasta today. Oh, and if you don't have it ready by twelve then I'll make you wash every bathroom in this house," said Draco as he lazily flipped through a quidditch magazine.
Ginny decided not to talk back this time. She had to clean the bathrooms at the burrow before and it wasn't a fun task. Multiply the two bathrooms in her home by about twenty and you got how many are in Mrs. Baker's Manor.
"Okay, is there anything else that I can do for you...Master," asked Ginny, whispering the last part in hopes that Draco would not hear. Her hopes were not heard that day.
"I see you've finally learned your proper place among society. Under everyone else," said Draco.
"Oh yes, I'm sure that's it. It's definitely not the threat about cleaning the bathrooms. No, that couldn't be it could it Malfoy? Really, how thick are you?"
"Bad move Weasley. Now hurry up and make my lunch. I'll decide your punishment and inform you of it after lunch," said Draco without even looking up from his magazine.
"Bloody Git...No good son of a bitch...Waist of human organs..." could be heard under Ginny's breathe as she exited Draco's room.
'I hate him, I hate him, I HATE him!!!!!!' thought Ginny. 'How could someone be so evil? Okay Ginny, just count to ten, don't let him get to you. That's what he wants. He wants to get under you skin. He wants you to beat his face in so you'll get fired. If he thinks he's going to get me fired from my first job he better think again. There is no way I'm going to let him get me fired. I know, I'll be extra sweet to him. That'll bug him to no end. Oh, I'm a genius!'
Ginny happily began to fix Draco's lunch; she even made her family's secret sauce just to prove that to Draco that she was good at something. She began to whistle and lost herself in dreamland, not noticing the person who just entered the kitchen.
"Hello Ginny dear," said Mrs. Baker causing Ginny to jump and lose grip on the spoon she was using to stir the spaghetti sauce. When it landed on the floor the sauce on the spoon flew in different directions, some landing on Mrs. Baker.
"Oh, Mrs. Baker! I'm so sorry. I was just startled. I didn't mean to. I'm really sorry," rambled Ginny. She always rambled when she was nervous. She grabbed a kitchen rag that she had been using and offered to help Mrs. Baker clean herself.
"No child, it's fine," said Mrs. Baker as she whipped some of the sauce that landed on her face off with her finger and tasted it. "Oh my, this is the best tomatoes sauce I've ever eaten. You're quite a cook Ginny. Where did you find such a delicious sauce?"
"Well, it's a secret family recipe. It's been in my family for generations. I just love to cook, and I love when people love my cooking," explained Ginny.
"I wasn't going to eat lunch but after tasting that I think I've just changed my mind. How much longer until it's done?"
"It shouldn't take to long. Only about five more minutes. I can serve you at twelve."
"Sounds wonderful. I'd better go clean myself up," with that Mrs. Baker was out the kitchen door.
'I'm glad she likes my cooking. Now Draco's going to have a harder time getting fired,' thought Ginny. 'Wait, when did is start using Malfoy's first name. I've been around Mrs. Baker for too long.'
Ginny was pulled out of her thoughts by voices coming from the dining room.
"Draco darling you'll love it. She's such a good cook," said Mrs. Baker.
"That's great Grandmother," replied Draco with no emotion.
"Now Draco," warned Mrs. Baker sternly, "you have to perk up. Please, where's the old, happy Draco who I use to see all the time?"
"He's dead Grandmother, he's been dead for a long time."
"Well, I'm sure you're hungry," said Mrs. Baker, it sounded like she was trying to change the subject quickly, "Let me go get Ginny."
Ginny picked up a spoon and began stirring to make it look like she was working and not listing in on their private conversation. "Ginny, is it ready," asked Mrs. Baker.
"Yes ma'ma, let me put some finishing touches on it. I'll be right out."
With that Mrs. Baker returned to her grandson while Ginny poured the spaghetti sauce onto the noodles. She sprinkled a little cheese on the top to put the finishing touches on it and took it out to the two waiting diners.
"It smells heavenly, doesn't it Draco," asked Mrs. Baker. Draco merely nodded in agreement. Ginny couldn't help but notice the worried look Mrs. Baker gave Draco. Obviously something was wrong with him. She could see Mrs. Baker knew and was trying her best to cheer him up but he continued to sit like a marble statue. Ginny motherly instincts kicked in and she began to feel somewhat sorry for Draco and wanted to help. She was just that kind of person.
'But what happened,' thought Ginny. 'What happened in his life that was so terrible?'
Dinner passed quietly. Ginny refilled glasses and responded politely when she was spoken to. When she went to refill Draco's glass of water their eyes met and Ginny gave Draco a small, shy smile. This act of kindness seemed to surprise Draco. He looked at her with an odd look, like he was looking at an alien.
"Oh, Draco, tomorrow night there will be a formal ball that I must attend. Mrs. Jones, the woman who lives across the street will be going to. She asked me if I knew any good babysitters that could take care of little Angelica," said Mrs. Baker. "I volunteered you. I know that you can handle her, you have before. And with Ginny here I'm sure that you two will be fine. Ginny are you good with children?"
"I love children," replied Ginny, a small smile on her face.
"Great. You two can help each other. As I always say, two heads are better than one." Ginny and Draco looked at each other. Ginny was a little scared when she saw that Draco had awfully big, evil grin on his face. "I must say," continued Mrs. Baker, "that was one of the best meals I've had in quite awhile Ginny. I'm stuffed."
"Thank you very much Mrs. Baker. It makes me happy to know that my cooking is appreciated," said Ginny. She picked up the plates and began to take them into the kitchen when she heard Draco call for her.
"I've come up with a perfect punishment for you behavior," said Draco.
"Oh really, and what might it be," asked Ginny, raising an eyebrow at him.
"You have to put Angelica to bed tomorrow," said Draco as if it was the most impossible task to do. At this Ginny couldn't help but laugh, and laugh she did. She probably looked a bit odd but it was one of the funniest things she's see in a while.
After calming down she asked, "is that it? All I have to do is put a little girl to sleep?"
"I've been this little five year old's babysitter and trust me, you'll never be able to get her to settle down. I've even tried calming potions. They didn't work. It's like she's the damn energizer bunny or something." At Draco's last statement Ginny went into another fit of giggles. "It's your job to have her in bed by eight o'clock tomorrow night. Oh, and I have clothes that need cleaning. You need to take care of those also. Now hurry up!"
Ginny finished cleaning the dishes and put them away in the proper places. She washed clothes and ran to the store for things. That's basically how the whole day went. Wash, cook, clean, wash, cook, clean. Ginny was getting very bored by the end of the day.
'I don't think I can do this all summer,' thought Ginny. 'Nothing is happening at this house. Maybe I should make something happen? If this place doesn't get a little livelier I'll have to do something. At least Angelica is coming tomorrow. I bet I can handle her. It's just one child.'
With that Ginny threw herself onto her bed and drifted off into a heavy slumber thinking about tomorrow. But for some reason a pair of beautiful gray eyes haunted her dreams. She didn't know who's they were; she just knew that they made her insides tingle and her heart beat race.
In the room next-door Draco was having a similar dream. He thrashed around in his sleep as a pair of gorgeous, chocolate, brown eyes found their way into his dreamland. When he saw them it made fill warm and that everything would be okay. As long as he was looking at those eyes the rest of the world didn't exist.
Okay, I know it's a horrible ending but please tell me what you guys think. You know what to do!