A/N: So it's an extremely short chapter, but the next one will be up in
twelve hours! Merry Christmas! Having shorter chapters and more updates
is like getting more presents, right? Right? Ehhhh.Ch. 4, coming soon.
~Carlee, aka SilverDragonsFlame
Disclaimer: If I was JK Rowling, and I owned Draco, well, I wouldn't spend so much time on FF.net, getting my D/G fix from all the other wonderful authors on here, who also, coincidentally, don't own Harry Potter...Wow, I fit in!
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Mischief Mistletoe - Chapter Three
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The Great Hall was buzzing with the talk as dinner wound down on Friday night. Ginny finished the last of her meal, waiting patiently for the gossip to make its way to their end of the Gryffindor table. Oddly enough, or maybe not considering who was involved, the Scooby gang had yet to notice that SOMEthing was happening all around them. Probably too busy plotting their next heroic rescue.
Finally, Colin Creevey scooted over next to Ginny to let her in on the news. "You know that mistletoe your brothers sent this morning? It's got Draco trapped outside in the hallway, and won't let him loose, OR let anyone near him! Pansy Parkinson apparently tried to get to him quite a few times, and the mistletoe wouldn't let her near him. It probably also helped that he didn't want her near him! He kept darting as far away as he could get, which was only about five feet."
Ginny's hand had flown up to cover her mouth at the beginning of Colin's tale, at first to cover her shocked gasp, and near the end, to stifle her laughter. "Are you serious?"
Colin nodded vigorously, looking as eager and excited as the first night he met THE Harry Potter. "It's like the ladies of Miss Universe parading around out there, all trying to get in to kiss Draco Malfoy, but the mistletoe has a mind of its own. Literally!"
Ginny nodded absentmindedly as Colin scampered away to tell someone else (after snapping a picture of Ginny's shocked expression). She had managed to hide her shudder at the idea that Fred and George had sent her something with a mind of its own.
In trying to calm herself down, she realized the Mischief Mistletoe couldn't really have a mind of its own. Not only would Fred and George have created something like that, but they wouldn't have sent it to HER to test it, not after her first year. But she couldn't even begin to imagine all the jinxes and hexes and charms the twins must have placed on the Mistletoe to create the apparent havoc that was going on out in the hall.
Ginny stood up to leave, preparing to say goodbye to the Trio, only to realize they'd already left. Dammit anyway. Not that she'd NOTICED they'd left, but they could have taken the time and care to say goodbye.
As she wandered into the hallway, she saw the spectacle Colin had told her about. There must have been twenty girls crowded around Draco and the Mistletoe, all from different houses. Ginny even thought she caught a glimpse of Natalie MacDonald in the crush, her Quidditch teammate.
Trying to brush past the crowd of teenies trying to break into the protective circle of the Mistletoe, Ginny was jostled to the side. Rolling her eyes, she tried to continue on her way back to the Gryffindor Common Room.
And realized that she wasn't able to go anywhere.
"Oh bloody Hell, you have got to be kidding me. Don't tell me you're so desperate for a gent that you called on your brothers to help you?"
As she heard the sarcastic comment behind her, coming from that horribly, bloody awful-and somehow she found it incredibly sexy-voice, Ginny realized what was going on. She banged her head against the invisible wall she was trapped in. Dammit all to Hell.
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A/N: Yippee! So we're just getting to the fun part-sorry it's so short, but I'm gonna be writing Chapter 4 in another twelve hours, so check back soon for updates! I'm hoping to finish this story within the next two days.it being a Christmas story, I've got a deadline! :) Remember that review button!
Disclaimer: If I was JK Rowling, and I owned Draco, well, I wouldn't spend so much time on FF.net, getting my D/G fix from all the other wonderful authors on here, who also, coincidentally, don't own Harry Potter...Wow, I fit in!
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Mischief Mistletoe - Chapter Three
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The Great Hall was buzzing with the talk as dinner wound down on Friday night. Ginny finished the last of her meal, waiting patiently for the gossip to make its way to their end of the Gryffindor table. Oddly enough, or maybe not considering who was involved, the Scooby gang had yet to notice that SOMEthing was happening all around them. Probably too busy plotting their next heroic rescue.
Finally, Colin Creevey scooted over next to Ginny to let her in on the news. "You know that mistletoe your brothers sent this morning? It's got Draco trapped outside in the hallway, and won't let him loose, OR let anyone near him! Pansy Parkinson apparently tried to get to him quite a few times, and the mistletoe wouldn't let her near him. It probably also helped that he didn't want her near him! He kept darting as far away as he could get, which was only about five feet."
Ginny's hand had flown up to cover her mouth at the beginning of Colin's tale, at first to cover her shocked gasp, and near the end, to stifle her laughter. "Are you serious?"
Colin nodded vigorously, looking as eager and excited as the first night he met THE Harry Potter. "It's like the ladies of Miss Universe parading around out there, all trying to get in to kiss Draco Malfoy, but the mistletoe has a mind of its own. Literally!"
Ginny nodded absentmindedly as Colin scampered away to tell someone else (after snapping a picture of Ginny's shocked expression). She had managed to hide her shudder at the idea that Fred and George had sent her something with a mind of its own.
In trying to calm herself down, she realized the Mischief Mistletoe couldn't really have a mind of its own. Not only would Fred and George have created something like that, but they wouldn't have sent it to HER to test it, not after her first year. But she couldn't even begin to imagine all the jinxes and hexes and charms the twins must have placed on the Mistletoe to create the apparent havoc that was going on out in the hall.
Ginny stood up to leave, preparing to say goodbye to the Trio, only to realize they'd already left. Dammit anyway. Not that she'd NOTICED they'd left, but they could have taken the time and care to say goodbye.
As she wandered into the hallway, she saw the spectacle Colin had told her about. There must have been twenty girls crowded around Draco and the Mistletoe, all from different houses. Ginny even thought she caught a glimpse of Natalie MacDonald in the crush, her Quidditch teammate.
Trying to brush past the crowd of teenies trying to break into the protective circle of the Mistletoe, Ginny was jostled to the side. Rolling her eyes, she tried to continue on her way back to the Gryffindor Common Room.
And realized that she wasn't able to go anywhere.
"Oh bloody Hell, you have got to be kidding me. Don't tell me you're so desperate for a gent that you called on your brothers to help you?"
As she heard the sarcastic comment behind her, coming from that horribly, bloody awful-and somehow she found it incredibly sexy-voice, Ginny realized what was going on. She banged her head against the invisible wall she was trapped in. Dammit all to Hell.
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A/N: Yippee! So we're just getting to the fun part-sorry it's so short, but I'm gonna be writing Chapter 4 in another twelve hours, so check back soon for updates! I'm hoping to finish this story within the next two days.it being a Christmas story, I've got a deadline! :) Remember that review button!
