A/N: Hey yall! I'm so sorry it's taken so long to get this chapter out, but I got suspended from school, ergo, I got grounded from the internet at home. But, hey, the chapter is up now!
Disclaimer: I don't own anything relating to Harry Potter.
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Draco's POV - 4 years later
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'I can't believe I ever did that. Oh well, maybe she understood how I felt those past few months.' I think to myself, thinking back to the day Ginny was to marry Potter, while sitting in Dumbledore's office at Hogwarts.
"Ah, Mister Malfoy." I turn and see Professor Dumbledore coming behind me.
"Professor... This certainly brings back memories... Only, I was usually in here to be in trouble." I say in remembrance.
"Yes. Now then, I assume you are here to change your mind about the position we offered you?" He asked me.
"Exactly. I've decided that I will be taking up the position of Transfiguration Teacher and Head of Gryffindor." I say, and Dumbledore smiles.
"I am very pleased with your decision, Mr. Malfoy. Now, let us get you settled into your chambers."
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Ginny's POV
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"Professor? Professor???" I walk into Dumbledore's office, but there is no sign of him. I walk in and take a seat in front of his desk. I wait for five minutes, but I'm still alone in the room. 'Must be losing his touch.'I think to myself, getting up and grabbing a book off of the shelf behind me. I turn, with the book in hand, and sit back in the chair.
I began reading the book I picked up off of the shelf, not even bothering to examine it to see what is was.
"October 31, 1999-
The day of the Halloween Costume Party. I'm only in my sixth year at Hogwarts, and, surprisingly, I think I've found the one for me. Her name? Well, that's not important. Our families are enemies, and have been for centuries. It's hard. I hardly know the girl, but just watching her and how she carries herself now, you can tell she's changed. She used to always be a quiet little thing, but last year, she went away to Durmstrange for a year, and now she's not so quiet. She's loud actually. Very loud. Not afraid at all to speak her mind, which can be a good thing, but also, a very bad thing. It's funny. She doesn't even realize that every guy in Hogwarts is hot for her now. She looks so... Wow. She looks like a Goddess. Her wavy, soft red hair, chocolate brown eyes, hourglass-shaped body... I need a shower. I'll be back.
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I'm in a daze. I just bumped into the Goddess herself. Funny. Any other girl in this school, and I would want to get them into my bed and out of it quickly after, but with Ginny... I slipped. Well, too late now. With Ginny, I just want to cuddle, and shower her with gifts, and take everything slow.
I know, I know. I don't sound like myself. But that's what Ginny does to me. She makes me different. She makes me want to be better. Different..."
The book falls into my lap as I drift away, taken by sleep.
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General POV
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"Thank you, Professor, for allowing me to take up the job." Draco says, then closes the doors to his chambers.
Dumbledore turns and walks to his office. 'This is going to be a good year.' He thinks to himself. Walking on a little longer, and walking through many secret passages later, Dumbledore enters his office. A smile comes to his face as he sees the redhead sleeping in the chair across from his desk. 'Today is bringing back memories.' He thinks to himself, leaning over, and shaking Ginny awake.
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Ginny's POV
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"Miss Weasley? Miss Weasley?" I hear someone in the distance calling my name, and shaking me. I fight it, but consciousness claims me, and I wake up. "Have a nice nap?" Professor Dumbledore smiles at me, his eyes full of laughter.
"Yeah." I yawn. "I was here about-"
"The job position I offered you?" He finished.
"Yes, actually. If it's still available, I mean."
"Of course it is. You will be the Potions Master, and Head of the Slytherin house." Dumbledore tells me, making me smirk.
"Really. Well, when do I start?" I ask, still smirking.
"Well, the students will be arriving tomorrow. You need to get settled into your chambers and look over the files of the students in your house. We have two other new professors this year. You should be meeting them tomorrow night at the opening feast as the students arrive. Now, this way to your chambers." Dumbledore leads me out of his office, down to the dungeons, to an empty picture frame. "You are a talented artist, Miss Weasley, so I purposely left this empty so that you can do a painting that suits you." I knock on the painting and it opens. I turn and unshrink my things into the room. I go to my paintings and gingerly pick one out. It was a picture of a dragon and an angel of hell. I put it in place, and the angel springs to life.
"What'll the password be, bitch?" It sneers at me.
"Heir of Slytherin, whore." I say and the angel flies back as if offended.
"Hey, no need to be hostile, babe. I was just kidding around."
'Great. I've created a bisexual angel.' I think to myself, walking into my room.
"Uhm... Yes. Goodnight, Ms. Weasley." The painting closes behind me, and I walk into the den of my chambers. Sitting on a table in the middle of the room, I see twenty-eight stacks of papers. 'Must be the student's files. They were nice enough to separate them out by year and house. How sweet.' I think sarcastically, walking up, and taking a seat on the floor in front of the stacks. I start with the seventh year slytherins. I quickly skim over each file, until one catches my eye, so I reinspect it carefully.
"'Name: Jaxon Bryse Malfoy
Parents: Sarah Clarisse Morgan and Nathenial Trent Malfoy (both deceased)
Guardian: Uncle - Draco Lucius Malfoy
Date of Birth: August 22
*Captain of the Slytherin Quidditch Team
*Head Boy.'"
The rest of the page is blank, as is the rest of his file, save for a picture of Jaxon. Platinum blonde hair and mysterious grey eyes. "He's the spitting image of-"
"Yo, hot chic. You got a vistor."
I lay the file off to the side and stand up, stretching a bit, and then go to the door.
"Hey little sis."
"Charlie!"
"Mummy?" A little girl, about four years old with platinum blonde hair and chocolate brown eyes, steps out from behind Charlie.
"Brooke, honey. Charlie, what are you doing here?"
"Guess who's the new Care of Magical Creatures professor."
"Dear Goddess. You are, aren't you?"
"Right."
"Well, ok. Uhm... Do you have Brooke's things?" Charlie nodded. "Ok then. I'll just keep her. Thank you so much for keeping her this last month. I've been under so much pressure-" We walk inside my quarters and Charlie unshrinks some things.
"Gin. I understand. It was no problem. She got along great with Blaine and Dane. Those three are a handfull when they're together. I pity their future professors since they'll all be in the same year, and same house if we're lucky." Charlie and I smiled.
"So, where are the little monsters?" I ask, speaking of Charlie's two step-sons, who are twins, and already proving to be much like Fred and George.
"Oh, they're back in my quarters with Laura."
"How is Laura?" I ask, fearing the answer.
"Well, let's just say the boys and I may be bugging you some nights. Her mood swings... Damn. And I thought you were bad when you were pregnant with little bit over there."
"Hey." I say with a smile as I swat Charlie on the arm.
"It's true. Get over it."
"Oh, alright... Come here, Brooke, time for sleep-sleep." Brooke comes over to me, and I quickly dress in her for bed, then place her in a bed in the room next to mine and shut the door.
"What have you been doing?" Charlie asks, gesturing to the stacks of files on my floor.
"Checking out the students. Guess who's nephew is attending here, Head boy and all."
"Who's?"
"You may want to sit down for this one." Charlie sits in the chair behind him. "Draco Malfoy's. His name is Jaxon. He's a seventh year Slytherin, Head Boy, Captain of the Slytherin qudditch team. He spent three years at Durmstrang before Draco attained custody, when his parents were killed, and now he's here. I bet he's the poster boy for Slytherin like Draco was. And look at this picture of him. You've seen Draco before right? Well look at Jaxon."
"Damn. He's just like a younger version of Malfoy."
"And he's probably quite the heartbreaker as well."
"Maybe. Hey, look, I'm going to let you get back to this and I'm going to face Laura the terror. I'll see you at the feast tomorrow, Gin." Charlie stands up and gives me a quick peck on the cheek, then leaves.
I sit back down, surrounded by the files once again, and go through each, skimming them over once again.
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The next day
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"Mummy? Mummy? Mummy wake up! Mummy, are you dead? MUMMY!!" I awake with a start as someone's yelling into my ear. I look around groggily, confused by my surroundings when I remember everything.
"Hi baby. Are you hungry?"
"Uh-huh."
"I'll call Uncle Charlie and see if he'll take down down to eat when he takes Laura, Blaine, and Dane, ok?"
"Ok mummy." I get up and, after dressing myself and Brooke, walk over to my fireplace, throw some floo powder into the fireplace and go to Charlie's quarters.
I arrive at a scene of utter chaos. Laura is yelling at Charlie to get control of Blaine and Dane, Charlie's yelling at Laura for help and at the boys, and Blaine and Dane are busy running around.
I go unnoticed until Blaine and Dane run by me, and I grab them both. "Trying to grab these two?" I smirk at my brother. "Have fun. I'm leaving her with you." I motion toward Brooke. "I'm heading to Hogsmead. You need anything?" Charlie shakes his no, same with Laura, but Dane and Blaine turn to me with pleading eyes. "No. I'm not getting you anything from Uncle Fred and Uncle George's shop, so get over it."
"Oh, man." They say in unison.
"I'm going now. If you think of anything, I'm pretty sure you know how to use the phone, and I've got my cell." (A/n: yes, they do have phones. if you don't like it, get over it!) I turn and grab some floo powder, tos it into the fireplace and floo to 3W's.
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"Ginny! We've missed you! Ever since you had that big fight with mum and dad, we haven't even seen you or gotten any owls from you. How have you been?" George comes over and engulfs me in a big bear hug.
"My daughter and I have been fine."
"Daughter? You have a daughter?"
"Yes. Her name's Brooke." I smile, thinking about what trouble she could be causing Charlie right then. "I must really get going. I have things to do. Bye now."
I walk out into Hogsmead, and I feel something soft rubbing against my leg. I look down to see none other than Emory, my kneazle, by my side.
"Emory, how did you find me? I thought I left you in my room back at the school."
"Ah, so you're her owner." I look up quickly, coming face to face with a pair of grey eyes. "She must have gotten out of your room back at Hogwarts. I found her roaming the halls, and when I picked her up and took her outside, she ran here, and I followed her."
"Jaxon." I breathed.
"Do I know you?"
"I'm the new Potions Professor. And head of your house. Virginia Weasley." I saw something flicker across Jaxon's face, but it was gone as soon as it had come.
"Well, Professor, I will be seeing you back at school." He said smoothly, and briskly left.
"Well, that was strange. Why did he seem anxious to get away when I told him who I was? Maybe he knew what happened between Draco and I."
"You know, I recall somebody once telling me that talking to yourself is a sure sign of insanity." I smile hearing this voice and turn around.
"And I recall somebody rambling on about broomsticks, cameras, HufflePuffs, hot fudge, and kneazles, which made absolutely no sense whatsoever.. It's great to see you Blaise. How have you been?" I reach up and hug the ex-slytherin in front of me.
"I've been better. Working at Hogwarts now."
"Really? What do you do?"
"Well, Ms. I'm-the-new-Potion's-Professor-mess-with-me-I'll-kick-your-ass, I am the new astronomey professor, and one the assistant heads of house for Slytherin."
"Well. Things are turning out quite funny then. My brother Charlie is the Care of Magical Creatures Professor. Snape is finally DADA Professor. Laura, Charlie's wife, took Madame Pomphrey's place, and I hear we've got a new Transfiguration teacher and Divination teacher."
"Wow... So, why are you in Hogsmead instead of at the school?"
"I just spent the whole night cooped up in my quarters reading files. I needed a breath of fresh air. Plus, I wanted some Chocolate-covered frogs. And I was going to get Laura some sweets. What about you?"
"Stoppin' by 3W's. Going to play pranks on the other two professors. And on the Head Boy and Girl." I smirk at this.
"Well, I'll see you later. I'm going to get what I came for and get back to the school."
"Hey, what's the hurry? Why don't we go get a couple of butterbeers from Three Broomsticks? My treat." Blaise grins sheepishly at me.
"...Ok." I shrugged. 'Hey, what's gonna happen? This is just Blaise.' We walk to Three Broomsticks, and sit at a table in the corner. A waitress came and took our orders, 2 butterbeers, returning moments later with them before scurrying off.
"So how's life been?" Blaise surprises me with this question.
"It's been hell." We laugh. Hey, no use in lying. "After my brilliant show of dumping Saint Potter at the alter, my parents disowned me. Ron, Bill, Percy, Fred and George wouldn't even look at me. I got here by flooing through 3W's and they acted as if they never had any problem with what went on. The only person I could depend on was Charlie. That's only because he knew exactly how I felt. It took me a while, but I eventually got back on my feet and moved out of Charlie's house and got my own little flat in Vertic Alley, but a few months later, I got an owl, offering me a job here. I was running my own little shop in Diagon Alley, selling pets and needed books for first and second years, and had a little restaurant as well, and when I got my offer from Dumbledore, I gave that all up. Sold my shop and restaurant to Luna Lovegood, and came here... What about you?"
"Well, my father threatened disowned after I refused to take the Dark Mark, so I left. Moved out, took everything I owned, used the money in my savings to rent myself a flat in muggle London." He laughs a little at this. "Not even two weeks later, my mum was begging me to come back home. And so I did. My father got over my decision and I've been living back with my parents since, until I was offered a job here, and I took it." There is a friendly silence after that, but Blaise breaks it quickly. "Have you heard from Draco?"
Wrong question. My eyes light up with anger as I respond. "Hell no."
"Hey, don't get all offensive. I was just asking." He smiles a little. "Why is it that we never went out?"
"Because of Dra-Malfoy."
"Oh." He looks at me intently, I just stare back, confused as ever. "Ginny." He says huskily. He leans over, and his lips capture mine. I don't know what to do I'm in such shock. I pull away quickly, looking at Blaise bewildered, and run.
"What happened back there?" I mumble to myself as I enter the Sweets Shop (A/n: goddess help me, I can't remember the name of the place!).
"What can I get you- Are you alright?" The girl behind the counter looks at me concerned.
"Y-Yeah. I'm fine." I say weakly. "I need six boxes of chocolate frogs and six bags of Bertie's."
"Comin' right up." I smirk at this girl's accent. American. Southern American.
"Thanks." I say as she hands my stuff over the counter, and I pay her, then leave.
I spend a few hours shopping, before I decide that it's time to go.
I walk to 3W's and enter. Everything around me silences. Emory is once again rubbing against my legs. "I need some canary creams.
George hands them over.
"Don't worry about it, Gin." He says when I go to pay.
"George!" I engulf him in a big hug, and everyone starts talking again.
"Whoa. What's so different about now than a few hours ago when you were being the world's biggest bitch?"
"Hey, why does that sound like an insult? I worked hard for that title." I say, and George grins before breaking into full out laughter.
"I've really got to get back to Hogwarts. I'll come by and visit again." I say, give George one more hug, and floo back to Hogwarts.
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At Hogwarts
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I walk in my quarters, drop the stuff on my bed, grab some clothes, and walk straight to my bathroom. It's time for a nice, long, hot bubble bath.
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"Laura, Charlie! I'm back!" I walk into Charlie's quarters, but nobody is around. "What time is? Oh, they're probably down at the feast by now." I quickly leave Charlie's quarters and walk down to the Great Hall. I take a deep breath, look down to make sure my shirt hasn't risen too high, and brush my black and red hair back with my hands. I got tired of my plain red hair, and so I dyed the tips black, and it looks awesome. I'm wearing a short, tight black tanktop that shows my well-toned stomache, my belly button ring, and my tattoo of a black panther prowling around on my back. I've got on a pair of baggy black pants, and what I like to call my "hooker heels". Black and pink boots that point at the toes and lace all the way up to my knee. I take another ddep breath and push the doors to the Great Hall open. Dumbledore is giving his anouncements and as I enter, I hear him say, ".. and the new Potions master seems to be MIA..." Everybody turns and looks at me as I make my way toward the front table.
As I pass the Gryfffindor table, I hear one girl murmur to her neighbor, "who is that?" Her friend replies, "Just some slutty Slytherin seventh year bitch."
I stop and turn to look at them, smirking. "Actually, you'll refer to me as Professor Weasley, your new potions master, the head of Slytherin house, and by the way, twenty-five points from Gryffindor." I turn back and continue on my way to the front table.
"..I would like to introduce everyone to the new Potion's Master, Miss Virginia Weasley, who is also Slytherin's new Head of House." I seat myself at the head table, and see all of the Slytherins trying to get a good look at me.
Suddenly, a young Gryffindor comes up to me, fearfully. "A-A-Are you the same V-Virginia Weasley that broke H-Harry Potter's heart by leaving him at the alter?"
"Oh, sweet Goddess."
Dumbledore has just finished his speech, saying, "...the new Transfiguration professor seems to be MIA, so, he will be introduced when he arrives."
"Excuse me, I have an announcement to make, and quite frankly, I don't care if you want to listen or not, but I'm saying it anyway. Yes, I am the same Virginia Weasley that broke Pitiful Harry Potter's heart by leaving him at the alter. Got it? Now stop looking at me like that before I give you all detention! And also, if anyone else asks me about that, you can expect to have house points taken away." I sit down and calm myself.
Just as I think the day couldn't get any worse, who else would walk into the Great Hall, than Harry Potter himself.
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A/N: So, how's that? Sorry it took so long, but I've been grounded. Anyways, read and review!
Disclaimer: I don't own anything relating to Harry Potter.
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Draco's POV - 4 years later
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'I can't believe I ever did that. Oh well, maybe she understood how I felt those past few months.' I think to myself, thinking back to the day Ginny was to marry Potter, while sitting in Dumbledore's office at Hogwarts.
"Ah, Mister Malfoy." I turn and see Professor Dumbledore coming behind me.
"Professor... This certainly brings back memories... Only, I was usually in here to be in trouble." I say in remembrance.
"Yes. Now then, I assume you are here to change your mind about the position we offered you?" He asked me.
"Exactly. I've decided that I will be taking up the position of Transfiguration Teacher and Head of Gryffindor." I say, and Dumbledore smiles.
"I am very pleased with your decision, Mr. Malfoy. Now, let us get you settled into your chambers."
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Ginny's POV
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"Professor? Professor???" I walk into Dumbledore's office, but there is no sign of him. I walk in and take a seat in front of his desk. I wait for five minutes, but I'm still alone in the room. 'Must be losing his touch.'I think to myself, getting up and grabbing a book off of the shelf behind me. I turn, with the book in hand, and sit back in the chair.
I began reading the book I picked up off of the shelf, not even bothering to examine it to see what is was.
"October 31, 1999-
The day of the Halloween Costume Party. I'm only in my sixth year at Hogwarts, and, surprisingly, I think I've found the one for me. Her name? Well, that's not important. Our families are enemies, and have been for centuries. It's hard. I hardly know the girl, but just watching her and how she carries herself now, you can tell she's changed. She used to always be a quiet little thing, but last year, she went away to Durmstrange for a year, and now she's not so quiet. She's loud actually. Very loud. Not afraid at all to speak her mind, which can be a good thing, but also, a very bad thing. It's funny. She doesn't even realize that every guy in Hogwarts is hot for her now. She looks so... Wow. She looks like a Goddess. Her wavy, soft red hair, chocolate brown eyes, hourglass-shaped body... I need a shower. I'll be back.
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I'm in a daze. I just bumped into the Goddess herself. Funny. Any other girl in this school, and I would want to get them into my bed and out of it quickly after, but with Ginny... I slipped. Well, too late now. With Ginny, I just want to cuddle, and shower her with gifts, and take everything slow.
I know, I know. I don't sound like myself. But that's what Ginny does to me. She makes me different. She makes me want to be better. Different..."
The book falls into my lap as I drift away, taken by sleep.
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"Thank you, Professor, for allowing me to take up the job." Draco says, then closes the doors to his chambers.
Dumbledore turns and walks to his office. 'This is going to be a good year.' He thinks to himself. Walking on a little longer, and walking through many secret passages later, Dumbledore enters his office. A smile comes to his face as he sees the redhead sleeping in the chair across from his desk. 'Today is bringing back memories.' He thinks to himself, leaning over, and shaking Ginny awake.
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Ginny's POV
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"Miss Weasley? Miss Weasley?" I hear someone in the distance calling my name, and shaking me. I fight it, but consciousness claims me, and I wake up. "Have a nice nap?" Professor Dumbledore smiles at me, his eyes full of laughter.
"Yeah." I yawn. "I was here about-"
"The job position I offered you?" He finished.
"Yes, actually. If it's still available, I mean."
"Of course it is. You will be the Potions Master, and Head of the Slytherin house." Dumbledore tells me, making me smirk.
"Really. Well, when do I start?" I ask, still smirking.
"Well, the students will be arriving tomorrow. You need to get settled into your chambers and look over the files of the students in your house. We have two other new professors this year. You should be meeting them tomorrow night at the opening feast as the students arrive. Now, this way to your chambers." Dumbledore leads me out of his office, down to the dungeons, to an empty picture frame. "You are a talented artist, Miss Weasley, so I purposely left this empty so that you can do a painting that suits you." I knock on the painting and it opens. I turn and unshrink my things into the room. I go to my paintings and gingerly pick one out. It was a picture of a dragon and an angel of hell. I put it in place, and the angel springs to life.
"What'll the password be, bitch?" It sneers at me.
"Heir of Slytherin, whore." I say and the angel flies back as if offended.
"Hey, no need to be hostile, babe. I was just kidding around."
'Great. I've created a bisexual angel.' I think to myself, walking into my room.
"Uhm... Yes. Goodnight, Ms. Weasley." The painting closes behind me, and I walk into the den of my chambers. Sitting on a table in the middle of the room, I see twenty-eight stacks of papers. 'Must be the student's files. They were nice enough to separate them out by year and house. How sweet.' I think sarcastically, walking up, and taking a seat on the floor in front of the stacks. I start with the seventh year slytherins. I quickly skim over each file, until one catches my eye, so I reinspect it carefully.
"'Name: Jaxon Bryse Malfoy
Parents: Sarah Clarisse Morgan and Nathenial Trent Malfoy (both deceased)
Guardian: Uncle - Draco Lucius Malfoy
Date of Birth: August 22
*Captain of the Slytherin Quidditch Team
*Head Boy.'"
The rest of the page is blank, as is the rest of his file, save for a picture of Jaxon. Platinum blonde hair and mysterious grey eyes. "He's the spitting image of-"
"Yo, hot chic. You got a vistor."
I lay the file off to the side and stand up, stretching a bit, and then go to the door.
"Hey little sis."
"Charlie!"
"Mummy?" A little girl, about four years old with platinum blonde hair and chocolate brown eyes, steps out from behind Charlie.
"Brooke, honey. Charlie, what are you doing here?"
"Guess who's the new Care of Magical Creatures professor."
"Dear Goddess. You are, aren't you?"
"Right."
"Well, ok. Uhm... Do you have Brooke's things?" Charlie nodded. "Ok then. I'll just keep her. Thank you so much for keeping her this last month. I've been under so much pressure-" We walk inside my quarters and Charlie unshrinks some things.
"Gin. I understand. It was no problem. She got along great with Blaine and Dane. Those three are a handfull when they're together. I pity their future professors since they'll all be in the same year, and same house if we're lucky." Charlie and I smiled.
"So, where are the little monsters?" I ask, speaking of Charlie's two step-sons, who are twins, and already proving to be much like Fred and George.
"Oh, they're back in my quarters with Laura."
"How is Laura?" I ask, fearing the answer.
"Well, let's just say the boys and I may be bugging you some nights. Her mood swings... Damn. And I thought you were bad when you were pregnant with little bit over there."
"Hey." I say with a smile as I swat Charlie on the arm.
"It's true. Get over it."
"Oh, alright... Come here, Brooke, time for sleep-sleep." Brooke comes over to me, and I quickly dress in her for bed, then place her in a bed in the room next to mine and shut the door.
"What have you been doing?" Charlie asks, gesturing to the stacks of files on my floor.
"Checking out the students. Guess who's nephew is attending here, Head boy and all."
"Who's?"
"You may want to sit down for this one." Charlie sits in the chair behind him. "Draco Malfoy's. His name is Jaxon. He's a seventh year Slytherin, Head Boy, Captain of the Slytherin qudditch team. He spent three years at Durmstrang before Draco attained custody, when his parents were killed, and now he's here. I bet he's the poster boy for Slytherin like Draco was. And look at this picture of him. You've seen Draco before right? Well look at Jaxon."
"Damn. He's just like a younger version of Malfoy."
"And he's probably quite the heartbreaker as well."
"Maybe. Hey, look, I'm going to let you get back to this and I'm going to face Laura the terror. I'll see you at the feast tomorrow, Gin." Charlie stands up and gives me a quick peck on the cheek, then leaves.
I sit back down, surrounded by the files once again, and go through each, skimming them over once again.
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The next day
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"Mummy? Mummy? Mummy wake up! Mummy, are you dead? MUMMY!!" I awake with a start as someone's yelling into my ear. I look around groggily, confused by my surroundings when I remember everything.
"Hi baby. Are you hungry?"
"Uh-huh."
"I'll call Uncle Charlie and see if he'll take down down to eat when he takes Laura, Blaine, and Dane, ok?"
"Ok mummy." I get up and, after dressing myself and Brooke, walk over to my fireplace, throw some floo powder into the fireplace and go to Charlie's quarters.
I arrive at a scene of utter chaos. Laura is yelling at Charlie to get control of Blaine and Dane, Charlie's yelling at Laura for help and at the boys, and Blaine and Dane are busy running around.
I go unnoticed until Blaine and Dane run by me, and I grab them both. "Trying to grab these two?" I smirk at my brother. "Have fun. I'm leaving her with you." I motion toward Brooke. "I'm heading to Hogsmead. You need anything?" Charlie shakes his no, same with Laura, but Dane and Blaine turn to me with pleading eyes. "No. I'm not getting you anything from Uncle Fred and Uncle George's shop, so get over it."
"Oh, man." They say in unison.
"I'm going now. If you think of anything, I'm pretty sure you know how to use the phone, and I've got my cell." (A/n: yes, they do have phones. if you don't like it, get over it!) I turn and grab some floo powder, tos it into the fireplace and floo to 3W's.
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"Ginny! We've missed you! Ever since you had that big fight with mum and dad, we haven't even seen you or gotten any owls from you. How have you been?" George comes over and engulfs me in a big bear hug.
"My daughter and I have been fine."
"Daughter? You have a daughter?"
"Yes. Her name's Brooke." I smile, thinking about what trouble she could be causing Charlie right then. "I must really get going. I have things to do. Bye now."
I walk out into Hogsmead, and I feel something soft rubbing against my leg. I look down to see none other than Emory, my kneazle, by my side.
"Emory, how did you find me? I thought I left you in my room back at the school."
"Ah, so you're her owner." I look up quickly, coming face to face with a pair of grey eyes. "She must have gotten out of your room back at Hogwarts. I found her roaming the halls, and when I picked her up and took her outside, she ran here, and I followed her."
"Jaxon." I breathed.
"Do I know you?"
"I'm the new Potions Professor. And head of your house. Virginia Weasley." I saw something flicker across Jaxon's face, but it was gone as soon as it had come.
"Well, Professor, I will be seeing you back at school." He said smoothly, and briskly left.
"Well, that was strange. Why did he seem anxious to get away when I told him who I was? Maybe he knew what happened between Draco and I."
"You know, I recall somebody once telling me that talking to yourself is a sure sign of insanity." I smile hearing this voice and turn around.
"And I recall somebody rambling on about broomsticks, cameras, HufflePuffs, hot fudge, and kneazles, which made absolutely no sense whatsoever.. It's great to see you Blaise. How have you been?" I reach up and hug the ex-slytherin in front of me.
"I've been better. Working at Hogwarts now."
"Really? What do you do?"
"Well, Ms. I'm-the-new-Potion's-Professor-mess-with-me-I'll-kick-your-ass, I am the new astronomey professor, and one the assistant heads of house for Slytherin."
"Well. Things are turning out quite funny then. My brother Charlie is the Care of Magical Creatures Professor. Snape is finally DADA Professor. Laura, Charlie's wife, took Madame Pomphrey's place, and I hear we've got a new Transfiguration teacher and Divination teacher."
"Wow... So, why are you in Hogsmead instead of at the school?"
"I just spent the whole night cooped up in my quarters reading files. I needed a breath of fresh air. Plus, I wanted some Chocolate-covered frogs. And I was going to get Laura some sweets. What about you?"
"Stoppin' by 3W's. Going to play pranks on the other two professors. And on the Head Boy and Girl." I smirk at this.
"Well, I'll see you later. I'm going to get what I came for and get back to the school."
"Hey, what's the hurry? Why don't we go get a couple of butterbeers from Three Broomsticks? My treat." Blaise grins sheepishly at me.
"...Ok." I shrugged. 'Hey, what's gonna happen? This is just Blaise.' We walk to Three Broomsticks, and sit at a table in the corner. A waitress came and took our orders, 2 butterbeers, returning moments later with them before scurrying off.
"So how's life been?" Blaise surprises me with this question.
"It's been hell." We laugh. Hey, no use in lying. "After my brilliant show of dumping Saint Potter at the alter, my parents disowned me. Ron, Bill, Percy, Fred and George wouldn't even look at me. I got here by flooing through 3W's and they acted as if they never had any problem with what went on. The only person I could depend on was Charlie. That's only because he knew exactly how I felt. It took me a while, but I eventually got back on my feet and moved out of Charlie's house and got my own little flat in Vertic Alley, but a few months later, I got an owl, offering me a job here. I was running my own little shop in Diagon Alley, selling pets and needed books for first and second years, and had a little restaurant as well, and when I got my offer from Dumbledore, I gave that all up. Sold my shop and restaurant to Luna Lovegood, and came here... What about you?"
"Well, my father threatened disowned after I refused to take the Dark Mark, so I left. Moved out, took everything I owned, used the money in my savings to rent myself a flat in muggle London." He laughs a little at this. "Not even two weeks later, my mum was begging me to come back home. And so I did. My father got over my decision and I've been living back with my parents since, until I was offered a job here, and I took it." There is a friendly silence after that, but Blaise breaks it quickly. "Have you heard from Draco?"
Wrong question. My eyes light up with anger as I respond. "Hell no."
"Hey, don't get all offensive. I was just asking." He smiles a little. "Why is it that we never went out?"
"Because of Dra-Malfoy."
"Oh." He looks at me intently, I just stare back, confused as ever. "Ginny." He says huskily. He leans over, and his lips capture mine. I don't know what to do I'm in such shock. I pull away quickly, looking at Blaise bewildered, and run.
"What happened back there?" I mumble to myself as I enter the Sweets Shop (A/n: goddess help me, I can't remember the name of the place!).
"What can I get you- Are you alright?" The girl behind the counter looks at me concerned.
"Y-Yeah. I'm fine." I say weakly. "I need six boxes of chocolate frogs and six bags of Bertie's."
"Comin' right up." I smirk at this girl's accent. American. Southern American.
"Thanks." I say as she hands my stuff over the counter, and I pay her, then leave.
I spend a few hours shopping, before I decide that it's time to go.
I walk to 3W's and enter. Everything around me silences. Emory is once again rubbing against my legs. "I need some canary creams.
George hands them over.
"Don't worry about it, Gin." He says when I go to pay.
"George!" I engulf him in a big hug, and everyone starts talking again.
"Whoa. What's so different about now than a few hours ago when you were being the world's biggest bitch?"
"Hey, why does that sound like an insult? I worked hard for that title." I say, and George grins before breaking into full out laughter.
"I've really got to get back to Hogwarts. I'll come by and visit again." I say, give George one more hug, and floo back to Hogwarts.
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At Hogwarts
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I walk in my quarters, drop the stuff on my bed, grab some clothes, and walk straight to my bathroom. It's time for a nice, long, hot bubble bath.
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"Laura, Charlie! I'm back!" I walk into Charlie's quarters, but nobody is around. "What time is? Oh, they're probably down at the feast by now." I quickly leave Charlie's quarters and walk down to the Great Hall. I take a deep breath, look down to make sure my shirt hasn't risen too high, and brush my black and red hair back with my hands. I got tired of my plain red hair, and so I dyed the tips black, and it looks awesome. I'm wearing a short, tight black tanktop that shows my well-toned stomache, my belly button ring, and my tattoo of a black panther prowling around on my back. I've got on a pair of baggy black pants, and what I like to call my "hooker heels". Black and pink boots that point at the toes and lace all the way up to my knee. I take another ddep breath and push the doors to the Great Hall open. Dumbledore is giving his anouncements and as I enter, I hear him say, ".. and the new Potions master seems to be MIA..." Everybody turns and looks at me as I make my way toward the front table.
As I pass the Gryfffindor table, I hear one girl murmur to her neighbor, "who is that?" Her friend replies, "Just some slutty Slytherin seventh year bitch."
I stop and turn to look at them, smirking. "Actually, you'll refer to me as Professor Weasley, your new potions master, the head of Slytherin house, and by the way, twenty-five points from Gryffindor." I turn back and continue on my way to the front table.
"..I would like to introduce everyone to the new Potion's Master, Miss Virginia Weasley, who is also Slytherin's new Head of House." I seat myself at the head table, and see all of the Slytherins trying to get a good look at me.
Suddenly, a young Gryffindor comes up to me, fearfully. "A-A-Are you the same V-Virginia Weasley that broke H-Harry Potter's heart by leaving him at the alter?"
"Oh, sweet Goddess."
Dumbledore has just finished his speech, saying, "...the new Transfiguration professor seems to be MIA, so, he will be introduced when he arrives."
"Excuse me, I have an announcement to make, and quite frankly, I don't care if you want to listen or not, but I'm saying it anyway. Yes, I am the same Virginia Weasley that broke Pitiful Harry Potter's heart by leaving him at the alter. Got it? Now stop looking at me like that before I give you all detention! And also, if anyone else asks me about that, you can expect to have house points taken away." I sit down and calm myself.
Just as I think the day couldn't get any worse, who else would walk into the Great Hall, than Harry Potter himself.
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A/N: So, how's that? Sorry it took so long, but I've been grounded. Anyways, read and review!
