Ginny let a sob escape from her throat. "I didn't mean to hit him! I was
just so angry! I-I-I--." She sobbed again and Draco tightened his gripped
around her.
"Ginny! It's been a LONG day we'll all talk about it in the morning." He whispered into her hair.
Andrew and Alec came bounding into the room. "I hope you mean all of us excluding James." Andrew panted to the couple. Ginny's head shot up. Her eyes were puffy and red. "What do you mean?"
Alec swallowed hard. "He's-um-He's-"
"He's gone." Andrew finished. Alec nodded.
Ginny's eyes widened. "He's..gone? Gone where?"
Andrew backed his head. "I don't know! He didn't exactly leave a trail of bread crumbs!" he resorted to sarcasm as a defense.
Draco glared at the boy. "Now we don't need to be sarcastic! Alec go and get Vincent from the kitchen. Tell him to grab his broom and meet me outside. Go." Alec nodded and disappeared into the kitchen. Draco glanced back at Ginny. He brushed tears from her eyes and ran his fingers through her red hair. "We'll find him."
Draco stood and Andrew took his place. Ginny nodded numbly at Draco, who smiled and left the living room quickly.
Ginny hugged Andrew. "I hope he'll be ok." Andrew nodded. "They'll find him."
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Draco mounted his broom. "Vincent don't talk, don't argue. Just look. If you see him call me. Got it?"
Vincent glanced at his father and took off into the sky. He disappeared into the darkness. Draco growled. "If he even thinks about leaving ME here to WATCH Amber, Alec and Daniel ALONE without another FULLY MATURE person of blood related statues I WILL shoot him between the eyes!" He hissed.
He raised his broom into the air and scanned the ground below.
FEW HOURS LATER AND MANY, MANY DEATH PLANS OF DESTRUCTION FOR HIS OLDEST
Draco was steady becoming aggravated. He growled. "This is pointless! I don't know where he might be. Or if he's still in the Wizarding world at all!" Draco pulled at his hair. A light flickered below on the ground. Draco blinked a few times before lowering and stepping onto the ground. He made his way through the dark forest he had landed in. The forest closed around him and he pushed through it with his broom. The trees were, in the words of young Amber, Draco thought: SPOOKY! . Draco backed his head. "Eek! How could someone hide in here..at night!" Draco pushed aside some vines. He blinked stupidly a few times before stepping into a small, dark, clearing.
A figure sat on the edge of a small pond. Its knees were pulled up to it's chest and it arms were folded over them with a head resting on them.
"James....." Draco addressed the figure. He moved to stand next to him.
"Leave."
Draco sat down next to James. "Listen your mother's sorry about what happen earlier. She's worried. She wants you to go home. And I personal want to say sorry. We're not ALL bad people..except maybe Vincent," he scowled at the subject of his son. "personality wise. So don't judge us by our name or past reputation your father gave of me and my family."
James looked at him. "I'm not being judgmental Professor, I'm being protective."
Draco blinked. "Protective? Of your mother?"
"Yes."
Draco (OH! It's a fad now) blinked stupidly. "Protecting her from who?"
James stood. "You. You want to love her. But I don't wanna see her get hurt again." He stared into the pond.
Draco stood as well. "James I would never hurt your mother. She's too sweet and kind to hurt. I'm kill myself before I hurt her." James turned and glared. "Ah. But this goes a bit deeper doesn't it?"
James didn't answer he stood there. Draco nodded. "It's about someone taking your fathers place right? Well if you're every going to learn something from me this year learn from me now. No one can take your father's place as long as you still share that bond. You and Harry had a special bond only a father and son could have. Remember that and no one can take his place." He smiled at the relaxed look he got from James.
"Come on let's go." Draco and James mounted their brooms and took off into the sky. On the way back to the Borrow they met up with Vincent.
"Don't say a word." Draco glared at his son.
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"OH! JAMES! JAMES! YOUR HOME!" Ginny cried hugging James tightly. "I'm sorry! I'm sorry!" She was crying hysterically.
James smiled. "Mum. It's ok." He looked up at Draco and nodded.
Draco smiled. Better go! He shoved Vincent through stairwell door and hoped through too. "Hey! What's wrong? STOP PUSHING ME!" Vincent shouted at his father. Draco glared and shoved him up the stirs and to the hall. "Go to Bed!"
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A small light shined on the page Draco was reading. Half moon spectacles were on Draco's nose. The bed's covers were pulled up to his waist to cover his boxers. And the light shadowed his toned-bare chest. He was turning the page when a knock rang in the room.
"Come in."
The door opened a crack. "Draco? May I talk to you?" Ginny asked poking her head into the room.
"Of course." He smiled. She crossed the room. She had on a navy blue nightshirt and her red hair was pulled loosely up in a hair clip.
Ginny sat on the bed next to him. She blinked then giggled.
"What's so amusing?" he asked confused. She looked up smiling.
"Shakespeare, Draco? Where did you pick up a muggle book like that?" Ginny scooted closer to look over the page.
"Oh I was in London and I wanted a book. I went a store and asked for a good poetry book. And I girl at the counter gave me," Stopped a second to think. "Shakespeare and Edgar Allen Poe. Poe is a very spooky man."
Ginny laughed. "Spooky? Hey I can't even read that!" She exclaimed at the book. (True, Shakespeare is HARD to read. Took me FOREVER to get down the rhythm of the words, gosh.)
"Those lips that Love's own had did make Breathed forth the sound that said "I hate" To me that languished for her sake; But when she saw my woeful state, Straight in her heard did mercy come, Chiding that tongue that ever sweet Was used in giving gentle doom, And taught thus anew to greet: "I hate" she altered with an end That followed it as gentle day Doth follow night, who, like a fiend, From Heaven to hell is flown away. "I hate" from hate away she three, And saved my life, saying, "not you."" Draco read to her. He was concentrated on the book and the words. He spoke them with feeling.
After words Ginny was almost in tears. "That's so sweet!"
He smiled. "Anyway. You wanted to talk?"
"OH! Yes I wanted to say thank you for helping with James. He told me what you and him talked about. And it's very kind." She blushed and looked up at him.
"Well I really want to get along with your children but it seems rumors have gotten to them before I did." Draco smiled lightly.
There was a long silence before Ginny moved and rested her head on Draco's chest. "Draco?"
He was blushing but looked down at her. He wrapped his arm around her. "Yes?"
"Read to me." She turned the page for him. He just stared at her then smiled.
"Alright." He began to read and that's how they fell asleep. Together.
Disclaimer: My ass.
A/N: You don't know the hell I went through. I had this chapter done. But my computer fucked up and it was deleted. So I was suck with REWRITING it! ARGH! Yes but anyway. Thank you all for reading and sticking with me. -sigh-
NEXT: James and Draco seem to be getting along. Whereas Vincent still hates EVERYTHING! Will he ever get the stick out of his ass? Well maybe. We'll see, won't we?
"Ginny! It's been a LONG day we'll all talk about it in the morning." He whispered into her hair.
Andrew and Alec came bounding into the room. "I hope you mean all of us excluding James." Andrew panted to the couple. Ginny's head shot up. Her eyes were puffy and red. "What do you mean?"
Alec swallowed hard. "He's-um-He's-"
"He's gone." Andrew finished. Alec nodded.
Ginny's eyes widened. "He's..gone? Gone where?"
Andrew backed his head. "I don't know! He didn't exactly leave a trail of bread crumbs!" he resorted to sarcasm as a defense.
Draco glared at the boy. "Now we don't need to be sarcastic! Alec go and get Vincent from the kitchen. Tell him to grab his broom and meet me outside. Go." Alec nodded and disappeared into the kitchen. Draco glanced back at Ginny. He brushed tears from her eyes and ran his fingers through her red hair. "We'll find him."
Draco stood and Andrew took his place. Ginny nodded numbly at Draco, who smiled and left the living room quickly.
Ginny hugged Andrew. "I hope he'll be ok." Andrew nodded. "They'll find him."
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Draco mounted his broom. "Vincent don't talk, don't argue. Just look. If you see him call me. Got it?"
Vincent glanced at his father and took off into the sky. He disappeared into the darkness. Draco growled. "If he even thinks about leaving ME here to WATCH Amber, Alec and Daniel ALONE without another FULLY MATURE person of blood related statues I WILL shoot him between the eyes!" He hissed.
He raised his broom into the air and scanned the ground below.
FEW HOURS LATER AND MANY, MANY DEATH PLANS OF DESTRUCTION FOR HIS OLDEST
Draco was steady becoming aggravated. He growled. "This is pointless! I don't know where he might be. Or if he's still in the Wizarding world at all!" Draco pulled at his hair. A light flickered below on the ground. Draco blinked a few times before lowering and stepping onto the ground. He made his way through the dark forest he had landed in. The forest closed around him and he pushed through it with his broom. The trees were, in the words of young Amber, Draco thought: SPOOKY! . Draco backed his head. "Eek! How could someone hide in here..at night!" Draco pushed aside some vines. He blinked stupidly a few times before stepping into a small, dark, clearing.
A figure sat on the edge of a small pond. Its knees were pulled up to it's chest and it arms were folded over them with a head resting on them.
"James....." Draco addressed the figure. He moved to stand next to him.
"Leave."
Draco sat down next to James. "Listen your mother's sorry about what happen earlier. She's worried. She wants you to go home. And I personal want to say sorry. We're not ALL bad people..except maybe Vincent," he scowled at the subject of his son. "personality wise. So don't judge us by our name or past reputation your father gave of me and my family."
James looked at him. "I'm not being judgmental Professor, I'm being protective."
Draco blinked. "Protective? Of your mother?"
"Yes."
Draco (OH! It's a fad now) blinked stupidly. "Protecting her from who?"
James stood. "You. You want to love her. But I don't wanna see her get hurt again." He stared into the pond.
Draco stood as well. "James I would never hurt your mother. She's too sweet and kind to hurt. I'm kill myself before I hurt her." James turned and glared. "Ah. But this goes a bit deeper doesn't it?"
James didn't answer he stood there. Draco nodded. "It's about someone taking your fathers place right? Well if you're every going to learn something from me this year learn from me now. No one can take your father's place as long as you still share that bond. You and Harry had a special bond only a father and son could have. Remember that and no one can take his place." He smiled at the relaxed look he got from James.
"Come on let's go." Draco and James mounted their brooms and took off into the sky. On the way back to the Borrow they met up with Vincent.
"Don't say a word." Draco glared at his son.
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"OH! JAMES! JAMES! YOUR HOME!" Ginny cried hugging James tightly. "I'm sorry! I'm sorry!" She was crying hysterically.
James smiled. "Mum. It's ok." He looked up at Draco and nodded.
Draco smiled. Better go! He shoved Vincent through stairwell door and hoped through too. "Hey! What's wrong? STOP PUSHING ME!" Vincent shouted at his father. Draco glared and shoved him up the stirs and to the hall. "Go to Bed!"
~/~/~/~/~/~/~/~
A small light shined on the page Draco was reading. Half moon spectacles were on Draco's nose. The bed's covers were pulled up to his waist to cover his boxers. And the light shadowed his toned-bare chest. He was turning the page when a knock rang in the room.
"Come in."
The door opened a crack. "Draco? May I talk to you?" Ginny asked poking her head into the room.
"Of course." He smiled. She crossed the room. She had on a navy blue nightshirt and her red hair was pulled loosely up in a hair clip.
Ginny sat on the bed next to him. She blinked then giggled.
"What's so amusing?" he asked confused. She looked up smiling.
"Shakespeare, Draco? Where did you pick up a muggle book like that?" Ginny scooted closer to look over the page.
"Oh I was in London and I wanted a book. I went a store and asked for a good poetry book. And I girl at the counter gave me," Stopped a second to think. "Shakespeare and Edgar Allen Poe. Poe is a very spooky man."
Ginny laughed. "Spooky? Hey I can't even read that!" She exclaimed at the book. (True, Shakespeare is HARD to read. Took me FOREVER to get down the rhythm of the words, gosh.)
"Those lips that Love's own had did make Breathed forth the sound that said "I hate" To me that languished for her sake; But when she saw my woeful state, Straight in her heard did mercy come, Chiding that tongue that ever sweet Was used in giving gentle doom, And taught thus anew to greet: "I hate" she altered with an end That followed it as gentle day Doth follow night, who, like a fiend, From Heaven to hell is flown away. "I hate" from hate away she three, And saved my life, saying, "not you."" Draco read to her. He was concentrated on the book and the words. He spoke them with feeling.
After words Ginny was almost in tears. "That's so sweet!"
He smiled. "Anyway. You wanted to talk?"
"OH! Yes I wanted to say thank you for helping with James. He told me what you and him talked about. And it's very kind." She blushed and looked up at him.
"Well I really want to get along with your children but it seems rumors have gotten to them before I did." Draco smiled lightly.
There was a long silence before Ginny moved and rested her head on Draco's chest. "Draco?"
He was blushing but looked down at her. He wrapped his arm around her. "Yes?"
"Read to me." She turned the page for him. He just stared at her then smiled.
"Alright." He began to read and that's how they fell asleep. Together.
Disclaimer: My ass.
A/N: You don't know the hell I went through. I had this chapter done. But my computer fucked up and it was deleted. So I was suck with REWRITING it! ARGH! Yes but anyway. Thank you all for reading and sticking with me. -sigh-
NEXT: James and Draco seem to be getting along. Whereas Vincent still hates EVERYTHING! Will he ever get the stick out of his ass? Well maybe. We'll see, won't we?