Disclaimer: I don't own Harry Potter. That all goes to J.K.
Rowling. I don't own Peter Pan. I'm not sure who that goes to. The only
people I made up were Mrs. Baker, Mrs. Jones, and Angelica.
PossesedRoguey: I'm so happy that you liked my story. I hope you keep reading it and enjoy this chapter.
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Tomzgurl177: I hope you get better soon!!!!! It's gotta suck to have the flu during the holidays. I hope you enjoy this chapter. And thanks for offering the help. I'm sure I'll need some help before this chapter is over. That or I'll just spontaneously email you one day just for the heck of it.
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Now, onto the story! "Weasley!!!!!" Draco stormed into Ginny's room, waking her from her peaceful sleep.
"Five more minutes mum," pleaded Ginny as she turned over in her bed. Obviously she had forgotten where she was and who she worked for.
"Weasley, get out of bed now! It's only your second day of work and you're already late," yelled Draco as he tore the covers off of Ginny, at the same time causing her to roll out of bed.
"Bloody hell, what the hell was that for," complained Ginny. "You could have at least been polite."
"I don't have to be polite. You work for me. I told you to be up and have my breakfast ready at seven sharp. It's seven and you're still in bed. I expect you to start doing what I tell you," yelled Draco.
"Save it for someone who cares."
"I can have you fired!"
"Correction Malfoy. Only you grandmother can fire me. Unless I do something like beat the living daylights out of you I'm not going anywhere. I suggest you get use to me," retorted Ginny.
Draco just gave her a hateful look and stormed off into his room. "My breakfast better be ready by seven thirty. You have a lot to do today so I suggest you hurry up."
Ginny slowly got up from the floor and rubbed her neck. 'What's he playing at? I know he's my boss but I'm still human. My God, I think that I might die if I get up at six every morning,' thought Ginny.
After making herself more presentable Ginny ventured down to the kitchen. She made anything and everything that she could think of.
'Man, I'm starving,' thought Ginny. 'Hope Malfoy doesn't mind company for breakfast.'
It was seven thirty on the dot when Ginny finished setting the table. There was bacon, sausage, biscuits and jam, pancakes, scrambled eggs, and tea set on the table. Draco was a little shocked when he entered the dinning room and saw such a big selection of breakfast foods. Then he noticed that there were two plates and two sets of dinning utensils.
"What the hell, how many did you cook for Weasley," asked Draco. "And grandmother isn't eating with me today so you can take the extra plate back to the kitchen."
"Who said anything about you grandmother," questioned Ginny, "This plate is for me. I'm starving. Oh, you'd better get started, I tend to eat a lot."
"So you've decided to take advantage of my grandmother's wealth," asked Draco smugly. "I assume that your family can't even feed you, so you come here and indulge in my families good fortune. I don't blame you of course."
"Bugger off Malfoy. I'll have you know that I eat like this everyday, at every meal," stated Ginny.
The rest of the meal went by in silence. Ginny would take a chance and glance at Draco only to find that he was stealing glances at her as well. Ginny attempted to break the silence by bring up the oncoming day and their visitor.
"So...about today," started Ginny, a little nervous.
"What about it," asked Draco.
"You said that I had a busy day today if I recall correctly. What do I have to do today?"
"You have to prepare for Angelica. You need to get the toys out of the attic and set up the family room as a toy room."
"Oh, that doesn't sound to bad. Where are the steps to the attic," asked Ginny as she cleared the table of the food and cleaned the plates.
"Follow me." Draco led Ginny down one of the long, narrow hallways, to a door near the back. "Just go up the stairs. The toys are at the back of the attic. Just getting them down will take you a while. Don't bother cooking my lunch. I'm visiting a friend today until it's time for Angelica to come over, which will be around six."
Ginny just nodded her head and started at the task that faced her. She made her way over to the toys.
'Wow, Angelica has more toys than my and all my brother's put together,' thought Ginny. 'This is going to take all day!'
With a heavy sigh Ginny started her slow and boring task of setting up a playroom. It was nearly six when Ginny was through. She was exhausted. Ginny slumped down in the armchair she was sitting in and admired her work. Any child would love to roam the room freely. Ginny pulled out of her thoughts when Mrs. Baker came in to see her progress.
"Oh Ginny, this is wonderful! Angelica will be so happy! I'm sure she'll love you too," exclaimed Mrs. Baker. "She's very fond of Draco. I just hope that maybe see Angelica will make him feel better."
Ginny was curious about Mrs. Baker's last statement. The detective in her reacted first and she spoke before she could stop herself. "What's wrong with Mal-Draco?"
"Well...I'm not sure I'm one to tell you. It has to do with the situation he's going through with his family. He really should talk to someone. I offer to lend an ear every now and again but he never wants to talk. It's like he's..." Someone clearing their throat from behind the two women interrupted Mrs. Baker.
Ginny turned around slowly and saw Draco standing at the doorway. From the look that Draco was giving Ginny she knew that he had heard their conversation. He was giving her one of those, I'll-deal-with-you-later looks that could make even the boldest shiver with fear. The three were pulled out of their silence when the doorbell rang.
"Oh, that must be Angelica. I'll go get her," said Mrs. Baker. Right after she exited the room Draco, like magic, appeared right in front of Ginny, merely inches from her face.
"Listen Weasley, what's wrong with me does not concern you," hissed Draco. "You don't understand, you'll never understand."
"How do you know, you don't know me, like I don't know you," said Ginny quietly and calmly. "I do know one thing. It helps to talk about whatever is bothering you. If you keep it bottled up it'll drive you insane."
Draco was about to reply when Mrs. Baker walked in holding Angelica's hand. She was a small girl, with long, curly, brown hair and dark blue eyes. She had on a blue dress, one that matched her eyes. She didn't look threatening to Ginny. She, in fact, looked like an angel.
"DWACO!!!!" yelled Angelica. She ran full speed at Draco and jumped into his arms.
"Hey there kid, how are you," asked Draco with a small smile on his face.
"Good. I can't wait to play with you. Are we gonna play hide and seek, can we pweeese," pleaded Angelica.
"I don't see why not," answer Draco.
Ginny couldn't believe her eyes. Draco was acting like a normal human being. He acted like he cared for this little girl. He was smiling at her like he...loved her.
'Hmmmm, Malfoy and love in the same sentence. Never thought I'd see the day!'
"Who's she," asked Angelica pointing at Ginny.
"This is...Ginny Weasley. She's going to play with you and me today," answered Draco. "See, look what she set up for you today."
Angelica turned around to see a huge room filled with toys. Her eyes lit up. She slowly turned around and gave Ginny and Draco a huge grin before she ran into the room laughing. Draco followed her in making sure she didn't break anything.
"Well, what are you waiting for Weasley," asked Draco from the "toy room". "Do plan to join us or do I have to remind you about you punishment?" Ginny took a deep breath and walked into the room were Draco and Angelica were happily playing.
"Dwaco," asked Angelica, "why do you call her Wheezy? You said her name was Ginny, wight?
"Well...I slipped up. That's all. You're right. Her name is Ginny," answered Draco looking up at Ginny quickly before he picked up a ball and began to toss it around. Before Ginny knew it the room had been turned upside down and she was hiding in a small closet with Angelica waiting for Draco to find them.
'Never thought I'd be playing hide and seek with Draco Malfoy,' thought Ginny. Suddenly the door to the closet opened up and Draco was standing in front of the two girls.
"Gotcha," said Draco as he picked Angelica up and threw her over his shoulder. "Look at the time Angelica. You've broken three vases and one statue in an hour and a half. I think it's a new record for you!"
"Put me down Dwaco! Can we play again? Pweeeeze!?!" begged Angelica as he took her upstairs.
"Sorry Angel but it's time for bed. Wes-Ginny, this is your job," said Draco as he took Angelica into his room.
"WHAT! No Dwaco I'm not tired I wanna stay up and play with you and Ginny, pweese?" asked Angelica as she put on her best puppy dogface.
"No, you're mother told me to have you in bed at eight sharp," said Draco sternly. "Ginny here is in charge of getting you to actually go to sleep. I seem to be bad at that."
"Ginny, I'm not tired!" said Angelica.
"I know. How about I tell you a story," asked Ginny.
"Is it a good story," asked Angelica.
"It's my favorite. Come over and sit at the window with me." Ginny sat down on the window seat and put Angelica down in her lap.
"Dwaco, come over here and listen to the story," demanded Angelica.
"Alright, I'll listen." Draco sat across from Angelica and Draco on the windowsill seat. It was a tight fit to have all three of them on the small seat. Ginny's legs were tangled with Draco's. Every time they would brush against each other they would both feel a warm, fuzzy feeling in the pit of their stomachs.
"What story are you gonna tell me," asked Angelica bouncing up and down in Ginny's lap.
"Well, have you every heard of Peter Pan," asked Ginny.
"No, who's he," asked Angelica.
"Peter Pan is a boy, about twelve years old, who lives in Neverneverland with the lost boys," explained Ginny like it was obvious.
"Where, with who," asked Angelica.
"Peter Pan is a boy who was lost when he was younger. He was wondering the streets of London when Tinker Bell, a pixie, found him and took him to a place call Neverneverland. See that star?" asked Ginny.
"That one," asked Angelica pointing at a bright star.
"No, the second one to the right," answered Ginny.
"Oh, yeah, I see it! Dwaco, do you see it," asked Angelica.
"Yeah, I do." Ginny was surprised to see Draco look interested in the story.
"Anyway," continued Ginny. "If you could fly, without a broomstick, you would head straight for that star and fly until morning and you'd reach Neverneverland. That's where Peter Pan and the lost boys live. You see, the lost boys are a group of boys who live together. They were lost too; none of them have mothers so they all went to Neverneverland with Tinker Bell. Peter Pan is the leader of the group. The best thing about Neverneverland is that if you go you never grow up. Peter, if he lived here, would be older than Mrs. Baker. But since he lives in Neverneverland he'll never grow up."
Ginny looked down at the little girl whose eyes were beginning to become heavy. "In Neverneverland Peter and the lost boys play all day! They play with the Indians that live there and fight the pirates. They live in the trees and have food fights everyday." Ginny continued to tell the story until she was sure that the little girl was fast asleep. She quietly picked her up and took her over to Draco's bed and put her down gently, not to wake her up.
"How'd you do that," whispered Draco in her ear. It startled Ginny and caused her to trip. She expected to hit the ground but instead was pulled against a hard chest. She opened her eyes to find that Draco had his arms around Ginny's small waist and had her pressed firmly to his front.
"You okay," he questioned looking into her eyes. She knew those eyes; they were the ones from her dream. The ones that made her melt.
"Yeah...sorry, you startled me...I didn't mean too..." rambled Ginny, she always rambles when she's nervous. She noticed how close their faces were. She could feel his breath on her lips. She could feel his heartbeat racing, but why was it racing. Was he nervous?
"That's okay, no need to apologize," whispered Draco so lightly he almost couldn't hear himself.
'God, I love her eyes. Their so beautiful,' thought Draco. Suddenly he found himself bringing his lips closer to hers. They were so close that their lips were brushing against each other. 'What am I doing?'
"I want cookie," said Angelica in her sleep. The two jerked away from each other, suddenly aware of what was about to happen. Ginny pulled out of Draco's hold, missing the warmth that came with it.
"We'd...we'd better get out of here," said Ginny. "We might wake her up."
"Oh, yeah, you may retire for the night, if you'd like," said Draco. He missed holding Ginny. 'She was so warm,' he thought.
"I can wait for your grandmother to come. I don't mind. If Angelica wakes up I can finish telling her the story," said Ginny.
"Where did you hear that story," asked Draco.
"It's an old muggle story that my dad heard. He told it to me one night," explained Ginny. "It's my favorite story."
The rest of the night went by silently. Mrs. Jones returned with Mrs. Baker and took Angelica home with her. Ginny went to her room, changed into her pajamas, and went straight to sleep. Her dreams were filled with a certain blonde.
Draco, also tired from the day, went to bed without even changing out of his blue jeans. He wanted to escape the thoughts of Ginny that kept running through his mind. But even with sleep she would go away. She was there, a huge smile on her face, laughing with Draco. She held him in her arms as they watched clouds lazily go by in the sky. He was in heaven and never wanted to leave. He didn't want this moment to end. He didn't want to go back to reality. He wanted to escape with Ginny to his own Neverneverland.
All right people, how was it. Did it suck? Was it good? You know what to do, please review
PossesedRoguey: I'm so happy that you liked my story. I hope you keep reading it and enjoy this chapter.
Rose petel: Ah, one of my dedicated readers. Thanks for being so supportive. I hope Angelica is up to your expectations.
Ehlonna: I'm glad you liked my energizer bunny line. I was proud of it. Anyways, I hope Angelica is up to your expectations. I didn't make her really nasty. I wrote her in for the bedtime story part.
JB-LIRMAER: I'm glad you liked the story and you want me to update so soon. I'll do my best to keep this thing moving.
Dracoluve2009: I'm glad you liked my story. Thank you so much for reading, it means a lot to me.
Fairy-Queen770: Thanks for reading and reviewing. Hey, what can I say, I liked your story. It's really good. I read it before I even starting writing.
Elen: I'm glad you liked my story. I hope this ending isn't just a boring repeat of the last chapter. Anyways, I hope you like the bedtime story. I thought of it one night and decided I had to add it. Plus I just love Peter Pan!
Tomzgurl177: I hope you get better soon!!!!! It's gotta suck to have the flu during the holidays. I hope you enjoy this chapter. And thanks for offering the help. I'm sure I'll need some help before this chapter is over. That or I'll just spontaneously email you one day just for the heck of it.
Dracomio: I'm so glad you think it's a funny story. I try to have some humor in the story to take away from the drama. Which, there will be drama in the future. It starts in this chapter.
TheSecretCharacter: Thanks for reviewing. I'm glad you liked my energizer bunny line. I'm very proud of it. Please keep reading. I hope you like this chapter.
Harrypotter's luvr: Thanks for your review. I hope you like this chapter. I'll try to add that part later on, when they start to become friends or something. I was thinking about having something along those lines.
Now, onto the story! "Weasley!!!!!" Draco stormed into Ginny's room, waking her from her peaceful sleep.
"Five more minutes mum," pleaded Ginny as she turned over in her bed. Obviously she had forgotten where she was and who she worked for.
"Weasley, get out of bed now! It's only your second day of work and you're already late," yelled Draco as he tore the covers off of Ginny, at the same time causing her to roll out of bed.
"Bloody hell, what the hell was that for," complained Ginny. "You could have at least been polite."
"I don't have to be polite. You work for me. I told you to be up and have my breakfast ready at seven sharp. It's seven and you're still in bed. I expect you to start doing what I tell you," yelled Draco.
"Save it for someone who cares."
"I can have you fired!"
"Correction Malfoy. Only you grandmother can fire me. Unless I do something like beat the living daylights out of you I'm not going anywhere. I suggest you get use to me," retorted Ginny.
Draco just gave her a hateful look and stormed off into his room. "My breakfast better be ready by seven thirty. You have a lot to do today so I suggest you hurry up."
Ginny slowly got up from the floor and rubbed her neck. 'What's he playing at? I know he's my boss but I'm still human. My God, I think that I might die if I get up at six every morning,' thought Ginny.
After making herself more presentable Ginny ventured down to the kitchen. She made anything and everything that she could think of.
'Man, I'm starving,' thought Ginny. 'Hope Malfoy doesn't mind company for breakfast.'
It was seven thirty on the dot when Ginny finished setting the table. There was bacon, sausage, biscuits and jam, pancakes, scrambled eggs, and tea set on the table. Draco was a little shocked when he entered the dinning room and saw such a big selection of breakfast foods. Then he noticed that there were two plates and two sets of dinning utensils.
"What the hell, how many did you cook for Weasley," asked Draco. "And grandmother isn't eating with me today so you can take the extra plate back to the kitchen."
"Who said anything about you grandmother," questioned Ginny, "This plate is for me. I'm starving. Oh, you'd better get started, I tend to eat a lot."
"So you've decided to take advantage of my grandmother's wealth," asked Draco smugly. "I assume that your family can't even feed you, so you come here and indulge in my families good fortune. I don't blame you of course."
"Bugger off Malfoy. I'll have you know that I eat like this everyday, at every meal," stated Ginny.
The rest of the meal went by in silence. Ginny would take a chance and glance at Draco only to find that he was stealing glances at her as well. Ginny attempted to break the silence by bring up the oncoming day and their visitor.
"So...about today," started Ginny, a little nervous.
"What about it," asked Draco.
"You said that I had a busy day today if I recall correctly. What do I have to do today?"
"You have to prepare for Angelica. You need to get the toys out of the attic and set up the family room as a toy room."
"Oh, that doesn't sound to bad. Where are the steps to the attic," asked Ginny as she cleared the table of the food and cleaned the plates.
"Follow me." Draco led Ginny down one of the long, narrow hallways, to a door near the back. "Just go up the stairs. The toys are at the back of the attic. Just getting them down will take you a while. Don't bother cooking my lunch. I'm visiting a friend today until it's time for Angelica to come over, which will be around six."
Ginny just nodded her head and started at the task that faced her. She made her way over to the toys.
'Wow, Angelica has more toys than my and all my brother's put together,' thought Ginny. 'This is going to take all day!'
With a heavy sigh Ginny started her slow and boring task of setting up a playroom. It was nearly six when Ginny was through. She was exhausted. Ginny slumped down in the armchair she was sitting in and admired her work. Any child would love to roam the room freely. Ginny pulled out of her thoughts when Mrs. Baker came in to see her progress.
"Oh Ginny, this is wonderful! Angelica will be so happy! I'm sure she'll love you too," exclaimed Mrs. Baker. "She's very fond of Draco. I just hope that maybe see Angelica will make him feel better."
Ginny was curious about Mrs. Baker's last statement. The detective in her reacted first and she spoke before she could stop herself. "What's wrong with Mal-Draco?"
"Well...I'm not sure I'm one to tell you. It has to do with the situation he's going through with his family. He really should talk to someone. I offer to lend an ear every now and again but he never wants to talk. It's like he's..." Someone clearing their throat from behind the two women interrupted Mrs. Baker.
Ginny turned around slowly and saw Draco standing at the doorway. From the look that Draco was giving Ginny she knew that he had heard their conversation. He was giving her one of those, I'll-deal-with-you-later looks that could make even the boldest shiver with fear. The three were pulled out of their silence when the doorbell rang.
"Oh, that must be Angelica. I'll go get her," said Mrs. Baker. Right after she exited the room Draco, like magic, appeared right in front of Ginny, merely inches from her face.
"Listen Weasley, what's wrong with me does not concern you," hissed Draco. "You don't understand, you'll never understand."
"How do you know, you don't know me, like I don't know you," said Ginny quietly and calmly. "I do know one thing. It helps to talk about whatever is bothering you. If you keep it bottled up it'll drive you insane."
Draco was about to reply when Mrs. Baker walked in holding Angelica's hand. She was a small girl, with long, curly, brown hair and dark blue eyes. She had on a blue dress, one that matched her eyes. She didn't look threatening to Ginny. She, in fact, looked like an angel.
"DWACO!!!!" yelled Angelica. She ran full speed at Draco and jumped into his arms.
"Hey there kid, how are you," asked Draco with a small smile on his face.
"Good. I can't wait to play with you. Are we gonna play hide and seek, can we pweeese," pleaded Angelica.
"I don't see why not," answer Draco.
Ginny couldn't believe her eyes. Draco was acting like a normal human being. He acted like he cared for this little girl. He was smiling at her like he...loved her.
'Hmmmm, Malfoy and love in the same sentence. Never thought I'd see the day!'
"Who's she," asked Angelica pointing at Ginny.
"This is...Ginny Weasley. She's going to play with you and me today," answered Draco. "See, look what she set up for you today."
Angelica turned around to see a huge room filled with toys. Her eyes lit up. She slowly turned around and gave Ginny and Draco a huge grin before she ran into the room laughing. Draco followed her in making sure she didn't break anything.
"Well, what are you waiting for Weasley," asked Draco from the "toy room". "Do plan to join us or do I have to remind you about you punishment?" Ginny took a deep breath and walked into the room were Draco and Angelica were happily playing.
"Dwaco," asked Angelica, "why do you call her Wheezy? You said her name was Ginny, wight?
"Well...I slipped up. That's all. You're right. Her name is Ginny," answered Draco looking up at Ginny quickly before he picked up a ball and began to toss it around. Before Ginny knew it the room had been turned upside down and she was hiding in a small closet with Angelica waiting for Draco to find them.
'Never thought I'd be playing hide and seek with Draco Malfoy,' thought Ginny. Suddenly the door to the closet opened up and Draco was standing in front of the two girls.
"Gotcha," said Draco as he picked Angelica up and threw her over his shoulder. "Look at the time Angelica. You've broken three vases and one statue in an hour and a half. I think it's a new record for you!"
"Put me down Dwaco! Can we play again? Pweeeeze!?!" begged Angelica as he took her upstairs.
"Sorry Angel but it's time for bed. Wes-Ginny, this is your job," said Draco as he took Angelica into his room.
"WHAT! No Dwaco I'm not tired I wanna stay up and play with you and Ginny, pweese?" asked Angelica as she put on her best puppy dogface.
"No, you're mother told me to have you in bed at eight sharp," said Draco sternly. "Ginny here is in charge of getting you to actually go to sleep. I seem to be bad at that."
"Ginny, I'm not tired!" said Angelica.
"I know. How about I tell you a story," asked Ginny.
"Is it a good story," asked Angelica.
"It's my favorite. Come over and sit at the window with me." Ginny sat down on the window seat and put Angelica down in her lap.
"Dwaco, come over here and listen to the story," demanded Angelica.
"Alright, I'll listen." Draco sat across from Angelica and Draco on the windowsill seat. It was a tight fit to have all three of them on the small seat. Ginny's legs were tangled with Draco's. Every time they would brush against each other they would both feel a warm, fuzzy feeling in the pit of their stomachs.
"What story are you gonna tell me," asked Angelica bouncing up and down in Ginny's lap.
"Well, have you every heard of Peter Pan," asked Ginny.
"No, who's he," asked Angelica.
"Peter Pan is a boy, about twelve years old, who lives in Neverneverland with the lost boys," explained Ginny like it was obvious.
"Where, with who," asked Angelica.
"Peter Pan is a boy who was lost when he was younger. He was wondering the streets of London when Tinker Bell, a pixie, found him and took him to a place call Neverneverland. See that star?" asked Ginny.
"That one," asked Angelica pointing at a bright star.
"No, the second one to the right," answered Ginny.
"Oh, yeah, I see it! Dwaco, do you see it," asked Angelica.
"Yeah, I do." Ginny was surprised to see Draco look interested in the story.
"Anyway," continued Ginny. "If you could fly, without a broomstick, you would head straight for that star and fly until morning and you'd reach Neverneverland. That's where Peter Pan and the lost boys live. You see, the lost boys are a group of boys who live together. They were lost too; none of them have mothers so they all went to Neverneverland with Tinker Bell. Peter Pan is the leader of the group. The best thing about Neverneverland is that if you go you never grow up. Peter, if he lived here, would be older than Mrs. Baker. But since he lives in Neverneverland he'll never grow up."
Ginny looked down at the little girl whose eyes were beginning to become heavy. "In Neverneverland Peter and the lost boys play all day! They play with the Indians that live there and fight the pirates. They live in the trees and have food fights everyday." Ginny continued to tell the story until she was sure that the little girl was fast asleep. She quietly picked her up and took her over to Draco's bed and put her down gently, not to wake her up.
"How'd you do that," whispered Draco in her ear. It startled Ginny and caused her to trip. She expected to hit the ground but instead was pulled against a hard chest. She opened her eyes to find that Draco had his arms around Ginny's small waist and had her pressed firmly to his front.
"You okay," he questioned looking into her eyes. She knew those eyes; they were the ones from her dream. The ones that made her melt.
"Yeah...sorry, you startled me...I didn't mean too..." rambled Ginny, she always rambles when she's nervous. She noticed how close their faces were. She could feel his breath on her lips. She could feel his heartbeat racing, but why was it racing. Was he nervous?
"That's okay, no need to apologize," whispered Draco so lightly he almost couldn't hear himself.
'God, I love her eyes. Their so beautiful,' thought Draco. Suddenly he found himself bringing his lips closer to hers. They were so close that their lips were brushing against each other. 'What am I doing?'
"I want cookie," said Angelica in her sleep. The two jerked away from each other, suddenly aware of what was about to happen. Ginny pulled out of Draco's hold, missing the warmth that came with it.
"We'd...we'd better get out of here," said Ginny. "We might wake her up."
"Oh, yeah, you may retire for the night, if you'd like," said Draco. He missed holding Ginny. 'She was so warm,' he thought.
"I can wait for your grandmother to come. I don't mind. If Angelica wakes up I can finish telling her the story," said Ginny.
"Where did you hear that story," asked Draco.
"It's an old muggle story that my dad heard. He told it to me one night," explained Ginny. "It's my favorite story."
The rest of the night went by silently. Mrs. Jones returned with Mrs. Baker and took Angelica home with her. Ginny went to her room, changed into her pajamas, and went straight to sleep. Her dreams were filled with a certain blonde.
Draco, also tired from the day, went to bed without even changing out of his blue jeans. He wanted to escape the thoughts of Ginny that kept running through his mind. But even with sleep she would go away. She was there, a huge smile on her face, laughing with Draco. She held him in her arms as they watched clouds lazily go by in the sky. He was in heaven and never wanted to leave. He didn't want this moment to end. He didn't want to go back to reality. He wanted to escape with Ginny to his own Neverneverland.
All right people, how was it. Did it suck? Was it good? You know what to do, please review