Chapter Twenty
Disclaimer: "Would everyone who does NOT own Harry Potter please stand up?" (Everyone except JKR and the Warner Bro. Executive people and the companies who publish Harry Potter stay seated.) "Everyone who is standing, what do you have to say?" Suddenly, all the standing people scream, "We don't own Harry Potter, so don't sue!"
A/N: My apologies to my Ron/Hermione shippers. You what is interesting? Most of the writers of Draco/Hermione fics put Harry/Ginny together. And yet, in the Harry/Ginny fics, it is Ron/Hermione. Isn't that interesting? Oh well, I just thought that was interesting. Now, the crappy story you all have been waiting ever so patiently for.
A word in the little *stars* means that the word is stressed. Italics and bold things don't work with Word. Bloody Word.
Ginny clamored down the stairs and met up with Harry by the couch. She was wearing simple indigo dress robes that fit her nicely, and Harry had a black cloak on hiding what else he was wearing. Her hand slipped into his, and they set off. Just as they had reached the exit, Malfoy came storming in the common room.
"WHERE IS SHE?" He screamed. Out of terror, Ginny jumped behind Harry, who had drawn out his wand, prepared to curse Malfoy.
"What the bloody hell are you doing in our common room? You get you great git!" Harry yelled, out raged that a Slytherin could get into the Gryffindor Common Room. Madam Promfrey suddenly rushed out of the room where Hermione was. She took Malfoy by the ea, and rushed him out of the room.
"What. What is going on?" Ginny asked, frightened by what was going on. All Harry could think t that moment was 'She doesn't know. Gin's clueless.'
"I don't know." Harry answered, moving to the back of the Fat Lady. "Where were we going?" He said, trying to get her out of the common room.
"Er, follow me." Ginny said nervously, and led Harry out of the common room.
~&Meanwhile in the room off the Gryffindor Common Room&~
Madam Promfrey had a death grip on Malfoy's ear, and wouldn't give up on it until he was safely inside the room. She shut the door, and locked it. The room was rather small. It had soft burgundy fabric on the walls, and gold carpet. Hermione was sitting on the only piece of furniture in the room, which happened to be a couch. As soon as he saw her, Malfoy ran over to Hermione, and pulled her into a hug.
"What's wrong Mione? What happened?" He asked, sitting next to her. Hermione took his hand, and started crying. "Draco. I'm. Oh God. I am going to have a baby." She sputtered out, tears streaming down her face. It took several minutes until the news donned him. He looked up at Hermione, his face lit.
"You're. You're going to have a baby?" He asked still not believing the news he was hearing. "You're serious?" Hermione could only nod her head. Draco felt her hand tighten around his hand as she waited for his reply. "Oh, Hermione." That was all he could say before he swept her up into a hug. " I love you Mione. You know I do."
"So. So you don't hate me?"
"Why would I hate you? You're going to have my kid! It is mine, right?" He asked, pulling her into his lap. Hermione nodded her head, and Draco kissed her. Madam Promfrey silently left, thinking about another couple, who just after three years since they had left Hogwarts, came to her, seeking news about the same thing. Although that had been many years ago, she couldn't help but think that those two had hated each other until their last year.
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The night was silent and cold, but the stars remained bright. This night reminded Ginny of another wintry night in her past, but tonight was different. She was loved. And that was all that mattered to her. Ginny stumbled up the steps to the Astronomy Tower, and she felt the warm touch of hands as they gripped her around the waist so she wouldn't fall.
"Careful there Gin." Harry said in a highly seductive voice. Ginny blushed upon hearing Harry say that.
"I will be." Was the best thing she could say as they reached the top. There was a small fire in the middle of the tower, and a large burgundy pillow in front of the fire. They were having dinner with the rest of the school that had bothered to stay for the holidays. Moving over to the pillow, Ginny sat down on it, and Harry followed.
"Harry." She managed to croak out. "I. I love you."
"Gin, I love you too." He replied, taking her hand in his. "And nothing can replace you. You're my Ginny. And I love that about you." He leaned in for a kiss, and Ginny gratefully returned his request. Harry broke away suddenly, and looked at Ginny with bright green eyes that held a certain fire in them. "Gin, I got you something." Harry pulled out a black velvet box. "Gin, I." But Harry was at a loss for words. Ginny took the box into her hands and opened it.
(A/N: I seriously considered leaving it off there, but it would be way too short. He, he, he, I bet you all think you know what is going to be in the box, don't you?)
Inside was the most amazing ring Ginny had ever seen. It was a plane silver band, but it had HP+GW engraved in the inside. "Oh Harry." Ginny couldn't speak either. Harry took the ring out of the box, and fastened it around her neck. Ginny reached up and felt the silver chain that the ring was on. It felt cold against her skin, but provided a sense of comfort, in a way.
"Whenever I am in danger, you will feel it become warm. Do. you like it?" Harry asked, unsure of what she thought.
"I love it!" She cried, hugging Harry. "It is wonderful!" Harry smiled, thinking about how important Ginny seemed to him that moment. He loved everything about her. The way her deep red hair fell in layers around her face. Her smile, the way it always made even his worse days better. And the way she kissed him. It was perfect.
"Ok, now for your gift." Ginny said, wiping the tears out of her eyes. She handed him a square, flimsy package, as if it contained only paper. Harry tore off the wrapping paper, and looked at Ginny's gift. He couldn't believe what it was. Deeds to a house.
"Sirius gave them to me. He said they were the deeds to your parent's old house. They had another house or something like that. Like an old house that ran in your Dad's family because he was a pure blood." Ginny said making sure Harry wouldn't collapse into tears.
"Ginny, oh, wow." Harry said, unable to control anything. "So, the house is mine?" He said, looking at the girl. Ginny nodded her head, looking at the papers in his hand. "Gin, if your allowed, would you like to live with me this summer if I move into the house?"
She looked at Harry. "Of course." She whispered, burying her head into his chest. "We should go down to dinner. We, um, should eat." Harry wrapped his arms around her.
"Not yet." Harry whispered in her ear, running his hands along her back. "Not yet. Let's stay up here for a bit."
"Fine." She replied, knocking him over, and planting a kiss on his lips. If either of them had known about the mini audience watching them, they didn't show it. Bellatrix Lestrange motioned behind her to the small crowd of still loyal Death Eaters. Bellatrix wouldn't give up. She had to avenge the Dark Lord. He was the only one that she loved. Well, Lucius, but that was different, very different.
The room was dark, and Bellatrix entered with caution. Lucius had summoned her here, but she still had reason to fear. Although her and the older Malfoy had been having an affair for over two months, she knew Lucius had a dark side. And it needed to be released.
"Ah, come here my pet." It was Lucius' voice. She knew it well by now. "I have something for you."
"And what would that be?" She answered, walking to the voice of her lover.
"A business proposition. One involving Potter and that lying, cheating son of mine. The idiot boy." Lucius sounded upset. Bellatrix could sense his anger. Her years of being a Death Eater hadn't gone to waste.
"What is it Blondie Bear?" She said, calling him the nickname she stole from a muggle show that she saw one time while undercover for the dark lord. "You seem upset."
"My son is seeing a muggle born." Bellatrix let out a barley audible gasp of horror.
"A *mudblood*?" Bellatrix said, verifying that she had heard him correctly. "You're joking."
"Sadly my dear Bellatrix, I wish I was. I have a highly reliable source that gave me the information. I have to kill the girl. And I need your help. I need you to kidnap the girl." He said, lighting his wand. Even by the faint wand light, Bellatrix could tell Draco's betrayal was hurting Lucius. She snaked her arms around him, and held him loosely, providing little comfort, if any to the worn man.
"Will this provide you with any help at all?" She asked, planting kisses along his collarbone. "Will it?"
"This will lead Potter to Master, and I will kill the girl in the mean time. It will also help preserve the Malfoy name. My son is too thick to even keep the name well respected. He is almost a man, and yet I must still correct his errors." By now Bellatrix was unbuttoning the top of his robes. She was still planting kisses on him, but was working further along his body.
"Let's forget you bitch of a son. You need to relax. Your all tense." She said, in a seductive way, unbuttoning Lucius' robes even more.
If Bellatrix remembered correctly, that night had been wonderful. And months later, she saw the plan Lucius came up with execute and fail. But she could think about that later. It was time to get Potter back for what he did to Lord Voldemort, the one who helped her and Lucius meet.
"Your time is up. Now Potter." She whispered, just as Ginny and Harry left the tower, arm in arm.
A/N: What is UP with you people? I give you an author's note, telling you to e-mail me ideas, and not one. None. I'll check if it posted. If it didn't I'll cut you all some slack, but really, what was up with that? Not one thing telling me who they are all mad at me because it was an A/N instead of a chapter. Just to let you know, this will be the last ch. Until Christmas holes, and that starts on the 19 of December. So, if today is the 4th, that is, 17 days until I even think about posting. Even then, time is squished. So, I thought this would end in about five chappies or so, but there is SO much that has to go into this before I can end it, so expect ten or more chappies! Yes, this is a VERY long-term project. I have to go to bed so I can get up early so I can do stuff before I have to leave in the morning. Until next time, REVIEW! Or you won't see another chapter in a LONG time!
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Disclaimer: "Would everyone who does NOT own Harry Potter please stand up?" (Everyone except JKR and the Warner Bro. Executive people and the companies who publish Harry Potter stay seated.) "Everyone who is standing, what do you have to say?" Suddenly, all the standing people scream, "We don't own Harry Potter, so don't sue!"
A/N: My apologies to my Ron/Hermione shippers. You what is interesting? Most of the writers of Draco/Hermione fics put Harry/Ginny together. And yet, in the Harry/Ginny fics, it is Ron/Hermione. Isn't that interesting? Oh well, I just thought that was interesting. Now, the crappy story you all have been waiting ever so patiently for.
A word in the little *stars* means that the word is stressed. Italics and bold things don't work with Word. Bloody Word.
Ginny clamored down the stairs and met up with Harry by the couch. She was wearing simple indigo dress robes that fit her nicely, and Harry had a black cloak on hiding what else he was wearing. Her hand slipped into his, and they set off. Just as they had reached the exit, Malfoy came storming in the common room.
"WHERE IS SHE?" He screamed. Out of terror, Ginny jumped behind Harry, who had drawn out his wand, prepared to curse Malfoy.
"What the bloody hell are you doing in our common room? You get you great git!" Harry yelled, out raged that a Slytherin could get into the Gryffindor Common Room. Madam Promfrey suddenly rushed out of the room where Hermione was. She took Malfoy by the ea, and rushed him out of the room.
"What. What is going on?" Ginny asked, frightened by what was going on. All Harry could think t that moment was 'She doesn't know. Gin's clueless.'
"I don't know." Harry answered, moving to the back of the Fat Lady. "Where were we going?" He said, trying to get her out of the common room.
"Er, follow me." Ginny said nervously, and led Harry out of the common room.
~&Meanwhile in the room off the Gryffindor Common Room&~
Madam Promfrey had a death grip on Malfoy's ear, and wouldn't give up on it until he was safely inside the room. She shut the door, and locked it. The room was rather small. It had soft burgundy fabric on the walls, and gold carpet. Hermione was sitting on the only piece of furniture in the room, which happened to be a couch. As soon as he saw her, Malfoy ran over to Hermione, and pulled her into a hug.
"What's wrong Mione? What happened?" He asked, sitting next to her. Hermione took his hand, and started crying. "Draco. I'm. Oh God. I am going to have a baby." She sputtered out, tears streaming down her face. It took several minutes until the news donned him. He looked up at Hermione, his face lit.
"You're. You're going to have a baby?" He asked still not believing the news he was hearing. "You're serious?" Hermione could only nod her head. Draco felt her hand tighten around his hand as she waited for his reply. "Oh, Hermione." That was all he could say before he swept her up into a hug. " I love you Mione. You know I do."
"So. So you don't hate me?"
"Why would I hate you? You're going to have my kid! It is mine, right?" He asked, pulling her into his lap. Hermione nodded her head, and Draco kissed her. Madam Promfrey silently left, thinking about another couple, who just after three years since they had left Hogwarts, came to her, seeking news about the same thing. Although that had been many years ago, she couldn't help but think that those two had hated each other until their last year.
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The night was silent and cold, but the stars remained bright. This night reminded Ginny of another wintry night in her past, but tonight was different. She was loved. And that was all that mattered to her. Ginny stumbled up the steps to the Astronomy Tower, and she felt the warm touch of hands as they gripped her around the waist so she wouldn't fall.
"Careful there Gin." Harry said in a highly seductive voice. Ginny blushed upon hearing Harry say that.
"I will be." Was the best thing she could say as they reached the top. There was a small fire in the middle of the tower, and a large burgundy pillow in front of the fire. They were having dinner with the rest of the school that had bothered to stay for the holidays. Moving over to the pillow, Ginny sat down on it, and Harry followed.
"Harry." She managed to croak out. "I. I love you."
"Gin, I love you too." He replied, taking her hand in his. "And nothing can replace you. You're my Ginny. And I love that about you." He leaned in for a kiss, and Ginny gratefully returned his request. Harry broke away suddenly, and looked at Ginny with bright green eyes that held a certain fire in them. "Gin, I got you something." Harry pulled out a black velvet box. "Gin, I." But Harry was at a loss for words. Ginny took the box into her hands and opened it.
(A/N: I seriously considered leaving it off there, but it would be way too short. He, he, he, I bet you all think you know what is going to be in the box, don't you?)
Inside was the most amazing ring Ginny had ever seen. It was a plane silver band, but it had HP+GW engraved in the inside. "Oh Harry." Ginny couldn't speak either. Harry took the ring out of the box, and fastened it around her neck. Ginny reached up and felt the silver chain that the ring was on. It felt cold against her skin, but provided a sense of comfort, in a way.
"Whenever I am in danger, you will feel it become warm. Do. you like it?" Harry asked, unsure of what she thought.
"I love it!" She cried, hugging Harry. "It is wonderful!" Harry smiled, thinking about how important Ginny seemed to him that moment. He loved everything about her. The way her deep red hair fell in layers around her face. Her smile, the way it always made even his worse days better. And the way she kissed him. It was perfect.
"Ok, now for your gift." Ginny said, wiping the tears out of her eyes. She handed him a square, flimsy package, as if it contained only paper. Harry tore off the wrapping paper, and looked at Ginny's gift. He couldn't believe what it was. Deeds to a house.
"Sirius gave them to me. He said they were the deeds to your parent's old house. They had another house or something like that. Like an old house that ran in your Dad's family because he was a pure blood." Ginny said making sure Harry wouldn't collapse into tears.
"Ginny, oh, wow." Harry said, unable to control anything. "So, the house is mine?" He said, looking at the girl. Ginny nodded her head, looking at the papers in his hand. "Gin, if your allowed, would you like to live with me this summer if I move into the house?"
She looked at Harry. "Of course." She whispered, burying her head into his chest. "We should go down to dinner. We, um, should eat." Harry wrapped his arms around her.
"Not yet." Harry whispered in her ear, running his hands along her back. "Not yet. Let's stay up here for a bit."
"Fine." She replied, knocking him over, and planting a kiss on his lips. If either of them had known about the mini audience watching them, they didn't show it. Bellatrix Lestrange motioned behind her to the small crowd of still loyal Death Eaters. Bellatrix wouldn't give up. She had to avenge the Dark Lord. He was the only one that she loved. Well, Lucius, but that was different, very different.
The room was dark, and Bellatrix entered with caution. Lucius had summoned her here, but she still had reason to fear. Although her and the older Malfoy had been having an affair for over two months, she knew Lucius had a dark side. And it needed to be released.
"Ah, come here my pet." It was Lucius' voice. She knew it well by now. "I have something for you."
"And what would that be?" She answered, walking to the voice of her lover.
"A business proposition. One involving Potter and that lying, cheating son of mine. The idiot boy." Lucius sounded upset. Bellatrix could sense his anger. Her years of being a Death Eater hadn't gone to waste.
"What is it Blondie Bear?" She said, calling him the nickname she stole from a muggle show that she saw one time while undercover for the dark lord. "You seem upset."
"My son is seeing a muggle born." Bellatrix let out a barley audible gasp of horror.
"A *mudblood*?" Bellatrix said, verifying that she had heard him correctly. "You're joking."
"Sadly my dear Bellatrix, I wish I was. I have a highly reliable source that gave me the information. I have to kill the girl. And I need your help. I need you to kidnap the girl." He said, lighting his wand. Even by the faint wand light, Bellatrix could tell Draco's betrayal was hurting Lucius. She snaked her arms around him, and held him loosely, providing little comfort, if any to the worn man.
"Will this provide you with any help at all?" She asked, planting kisses along his collarbone. "Will it?"
"This will lead Potter to Master, and I will kill the girl in the mean time. It will also help preserve the Malfoy name. My son is too thick to even keep the name well respected. He is almost a man, and yet I must still correct his errors." By now Bellatrix was unbuttoning the top of his robes. She was still planting kisses on him, but was working further along his body.
"Let's forget you bitch of a son. You need to relax. Your all tense." She said, in a seductive way, unbuttoning Lucius' robes even more.
If Bellatrix remembered correctly, that night had been wonderful. And months later, she saw the plan Lucius came up with execute and fail. But she could think about that later. It was time to get Potter back for what he did to Lord Voldemort, the one who helped her and Lucius meet.
"Your time is up. Now Potter." She whispered, just as Ginny and Harry left the tower, arm in arm.
A/N: What is UP with you people? I give you an author's note, telling you to e-mail me ideas, and not one. None. I'll check if it posted. If it didn't I'll cut you all some slack, but really, what was up with that? Not one thing telling me who they are all mad at me because it was an A/N instead of a chapter. Just to let you know, this will be the last ch. Until Christmas holes, and that starts on the 19 of December. So, if today is the 4th, that is, 17 days until I even think about posting. Even then, time is squished. So, I thought this would end in about five chappies or so, but there is SO much that has to go into this before I can end it, so expect ten or more chappies! Yes, this is a VERY long-term project. I have to go to bed so I can get up early so I can do stuff before I have to leave in the morning. Until next time, REVIEW! Or you won't see another chapter in a LONG time!
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