My computer is annoying me! "Cannot find server" my butt! I think it does it just to annoy me.
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And now, we're going with the good ol' band reasoning. And then I'll ask if it makes sense to you.
"To be early is to be on time. To be on time is to be late. To be late is to be dead."
Wouldn't you always be dead, then?
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"Vir-gin-IA!" Draco's voice yelled. Ginny smiled. This yell was a sure sign that her latest prank had worked. She ran to Draco's room, to see it covered in purple goo. Interesting side effect. She thought. I'll have to tell Fred and George about that one. She had only tried out one of her brothers' new WWW potions. It was supposed to make Draco's windows become black until four in the morning, when a light would shine until he got out of bed, when it would shut off again. Of course, as soon as he would lay back down the light would begin shining again.
"Yes, Draco?" she replied innocently. Draco glared at his young wife. If he hadn't known that it had been her that had done this, he would have completely fallen for her innocent act. As it was, he felt no guilt for yelling at her.
"Virginia Malfoy, what did you do?" he whispered fiercely.
"Me? I didn't do anything." Ginny lied. Again, if he hadn't known her, he would have believed her very deceptive act.
"Fine. I'll just have to tell Mother-"
"No! Don't tell her!" Ginny cried, suddenly panicked. Narcissa had grown tired of Draco and Ginny's exchanges, and had threatened to take away Ginny's room the next time they fought. Draco looked pleased at her reaction.
"The what do we say, Virginia, dearest?" Draco asked, his voice thick with condescension.
"I'm sorry, Draco." Ginny replied, defeated. He smiled, knowing that he had a hold over her. He also knew that his mother would defend him when it came to his wife, and-
"You know, Draco, it is really low that you need to go to your mother for help in dealing with these situations." Ginny pointed out.
"I don't need her help, Virginia. I could take care of it myself."
"I'm afraid I don't know what you mean, Draco?" She said, all innocence again. Only this time it was real.
Draco smiled at this. He walked closer to his wife and said,
"There are many ways, Virginia." Ginny looked frightened. She remembered all too well what Draco had done the last time she'd angered him. Good. He thought. I'll warn her off. Next time she won't say anything like that again.
And then, surprising both of them, Ginny reached up and kissed him. Although he was surprised, Draco did take complete advantage of this situation Ginny had presented for him. She was frightened, but soon relaxed when she realized he was going to do nothing else.
When she pulled away, looking surprised, he pulled her back into the kiss.
Just then there was a knock on the door…
"Draco? Did I hear you yelling about something?" Narcissa's voice called through the wooden door. Draco looked at Ginny, clearly panicking. It was obvious that he didn't want her to get into trouble with his mother.
Probably so he won't have to share a room with me. Ginny thought, blocking the memory of the kiss from her mind. No, she hadn't just kissed Drac- no, Malfoy because she wanted to. It must have been some fluke. Maybe she was under some spell. Yes, that's it. Ginny told herself.
"Oh, no, Mom. Virginia and I were just playing a game. Now, if that's all-" Draco replied, for lack of a better excuse. Ginny snickered at what this sounded like, and he shot her a humorous look.
"You know very well it isn't. Let me come in." Narcissa demanded. It sounded to Ginny like she was becoming very impatient, and Ginny didn't like to be around Narcissa was she was in one of her moods. She gave Draco a panic-stricken look, and he cleared his throat. He gave her a look.
"Oh! Of course. Sorry." Ginny whispered. "Colloporto!" She whispered, even more quietly than she had to Draco. She pointed at the door while saying it, and she knew it locked, as certainly as if she had done it physically. It had taken a lot of time for Ginny to learn how to practice magic without a wand, but when Lucius and Narcissa had taken it away upon her arrival, she had had to learn something so she could continue practicing. Of course, she had no idea how Draco knew of this skill, and decided not to ask.
"No, Mother. I'm busy, and we haven't killed each other." Draco quickly stated, and, turning to Ginny (who muttered, "Yet." under her breath), said,
"Quickly, clean this up before she comes barging in." Ginny nodded, and tried to remember the words to the counter-spell to the spell she had used.
"I'm coming in, Draco. And you two better not have killed each other!" Narcissa said, her voice angry. Draco pleaded,
"We haven't, Mother. Just go away!" They heard Narcissa trying the door.
"Draco, why is your door locked?" Narcissa asked suspiciously.
"I told you, Mother, Virginia and I were busy." It took a full minute for the implications to sink in. Then Narcissa said,
"Let me in! You two would never-, unless you were forced…what are you doing in there?" Draco and Ginny looked at each other.
"Hurry." Draco muttered. Ginny looked at him, nodded, and began to say the words…
"Alohomora!" Narcissa's voice said…
Suddenly, Draco and Ginny were out in the middle of a desert, surrounded by bones. They looked around, and then Draco looked at Ginny questioningly.
"Where are we?" He asked, coolly. Ginny looked around, her eyes wide.
"Oh, shit…"
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Thinking about this, I realize that I don't really like the ending of this chapter. Guess what? I'm not caring… *sticks her fingers in her ears and sticks out her tongue* Nah nah nah nah nah nah…
Why do they insist on making us take career ed? And then we have to have a 'career day' where we make posters for a career that we might be interested in one day. And a lot of the grade is on 'color' in the poster. And I'm thinking- shouldn't most of the grade be on what you know about the subject that you're talking about? But then again, our career ed teacher is a bit wacky. By 'a bit' I mean she should be locked in an institution and have her own separate padded cell so we don't need to hear her talk.
I'm off to lose to myself at Hexic!
~Lili
*and Rose Petel… you're close… very close. I'd almost give you the cigar, but I'm mean.*
**thanks to all the reviewers! How did you know that it was a fear of choking? I'm amazed…**
***and no, I don't really have a life. It's more like a huge career ed presentation and a big biology presentation all dropped on me in the same week. For some reason the teachers seem to get some strange sort of amusement out of that…***
Trivia question: Which country has more personal computers than the next seven countries combined?*
****Don't give yourself a headache thinking about it, kids*****
*in 2000
Answer to the last question: the fear of choking on fish bones… (according to http:// www. angelfire. com/ ca6/ uselessfacts/)
