A/N: This fic is written specially for my friend, NYC1313, and her
inspiration and motivation for my long chapters!
..."You may kiss the bride." Came the final words of the small town preacher, as the happy couple finalized their long awaited marriage.
It was a beautiful day outside in London. Birds were chirping gleefully, and the sun shone down upon the small chapel. People were coming out of the gorgeous building as the bells chimed. The newlyweds climbed onto their "just married" broomstick, and glided away into the romantic sunset. Ginny smiled as she peacefully flew off with her new husband, Draco.
5 years later...
Setting: Ginny and Draco live in a mansion surrounded by a grove of trees, and guarded by a tall, brass fence. They have one child, Lydia, and are expecting triplets in two months.
Ding! The doorbell chimed, and two-year-old Lydia ran to greet whoever stood on the other side of the door. "Hello dear," cooed the lady in the doorway. "Is your mommy there?" Lydia ran to get her mom, and soon Ginny walked out. "Hermione!" she greeted happily. "I haven't seen you since graduation!" she continued. "How have you been?" she asked in a very, peppy voice. After all, this lady was one of her brother's best friends, and had been like the sister she never had. She was ecstatic to see her again. "Actually, that's why I'm here." Hermione answered. "You see, I got laid off from my job, and I can't pay my house bills," she said, not making eye contact with Ginny. "I was wondering if maybe I could," she continued, only to get cut off by Ginny. "Of course, stay as long as you like!" she said, happy that her close friend thought of her first. "Thank you!" Hermione answered, relieved at Ginny's readiness to accept her. "I'll get my things."
As Hermione unpacked, she thought about how grateful she was that her friend accepted her in such an unhesitant manner. "I'm home! A masculine voice sounded, interrupting her thoughts. She hadn't given much thought to the fact that Ginny indeed had a husband. Sure, she had noticed the little girl who had opened the door to her, but she hadn't given much thought to her. She had been so nervous that Ginny would act uncomfortable around her, since they hadn't seen or heard from each other in over ten years. She stayed in her room, not knowing if she should go introduce herself. She decided it best to finish unpacking, and introduce herself to him at dinner.
There was a light knock on the door to Hermione's temporary residence. "Come in," she said gently. The door pushed open and Lydia walked in. "Hi honey," Hermione said, surprised to see her. "Come in.," she said. "Mommy says dinner time." Lydia said, still standing shyly by the door. "Okay, thanks." Hermione answered, following the small girl down to the kitchen.
"Come sit right over here," Ginny directed Hermione to the table. My husband will be out in a little while. "No, I don't need a little while," came the voice she had heard earlier. A tall, blonde, sophisticated man stepped into the kitchen, and quickly kissed Ginny. She quickly recognized the blondeness and stature of the man, Draco Malfoy. Harry, Ron, and she had plotted many evil pranks against him in their days of youth. "H-h- hello." She stammered, not knowing how to react. "Hello, Hermione." He said awkwardly, not knowing how to treat his archenemy from the past. "Welcome to our home." He continued. How had she not known this before? Why hadn't Ron told her? Well, she thought, he was probably STILL in shock. She remembered back to how much he loathed Malfoy. She winced as a flashback of Ron coughing up slugs haunted her. "I hope you find your accommodations suitable." Malfoy continued. She couldn't take it. His dark stare penetrated her. He had control over her. She was in his house, living on his money. He knew about her financial problems! "Thank you very much." She answered coldly. She had been so happy that Ginny had accepted her into her house. Now she regretted every last bit of it.
A/N: How was it? Please R&R... Hope you like it NYC1313!
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..."You may kiss the bride." Came the final words of the small town preacher, as the happy couple finalized their long awaited marriage.
It was a beautiful day outside in London. Birds were chirping gleefully, and the sun shone down upon the small chapel. People were coming out of the gorgeous building as the bells chimed. The newlyweds climbed onto their "just married" broomstick, and glided away into the romantic sunset. Ginny smiled as she peacefully flew off with her new husband, Draco.
5 years later...
Setting: Ginny and Draco live in a mansion surrounded by a grove of trees, and guarded by a tall, brass fence. They have one child, Lydia, and are expecting triplets in two months.
Ding! The doorbell chimed, and two-year-old Lydia ran to greet whoever stood on the other side of the door. "Hello dear," cooed the lady in the doorway. "Is your mommy there?" Lydia ran to get her mom, and soon Ginny walked out. "Hermione!" she greeted happily. "I haven't seen you since graduation!" she continued. "How have you been?" she asked in a very, peppy voice. After all, this lady was one of her brother's best friends, and had been like the sister she never had. She was ecstatic to see her again. "Actually, that's why I'm here." Hermione answered. "You see, I got laid off from my job, and I can't pay my house bills," she said, not making eye contact with Ginny. "I was wondering if maybe I could," she continued, only to get cut off by Ginny. "Of course, stay as long as you like!" she said, happy that her close friend thought of her first. "Thank you!" Hermione answered, relieved at Ginny's readiness to accept her. "I'll get my things."
As Hermione unpacked, she thought about how grateful she was that her friend accepted her in such an unhesitant manner. "I'm home! A masculine voice sounded, interrupting her thoughts. She hadn't given much thought to the fact that Ginny indeed had a husband. Sure, she had noticed the little girl who had opened the door to her, but she hadn't given much thought to her. She had been so nervous that Ginny would act uncomfortable around her, since they hadn't seen or heard from each other in over ten years. She stayed in her room, not knowing if she should go introduce herself. She decided it best to finish unpacking, and introduce herself to him at dinner.
There was a light knock on the door to Hermione's temporary residence. "Come in," she said gently. The door pushed open and Lydia walked in. "Hi honey," Hermione said, surprised to see her. "Come in.," she said. "Mommy says dinner time." Lydia said, still standing shyly by the door. "Okay, thanks." Hermione answered, following the small girl down to the kitchen.
"Come sit right over here," Ginny directed Hermione to the table. My husband will be out in a little while. "No, I don't need a little while," came the voice she had heard earlier. A tall, blonde, sophisticated man stepped into the kitchen, and quickly kissed Ginny. She quickly recognized the blondeness and stature of the man, Draco Malfoy. Harry, Ron, and she had plotted many evil pranks against him in their days of youth. "H-h- hello." She stammered, not knowing how to react. "Hello, Hermione." He said awkwardly, not knowing how to treat his archenemy from the past. "Welcome to our home." He continued. How had she not known this before? Why hadn't Ron told her? Well, she thought, he was probably STILL in shock. She remembered back to how much he loathed Malfoy. She winced as a flashback of Ron coughing up slugs haunted her. "I hope you find your accommodations suitable." Malfoy continued. She couldn't take it. His dark stare penetrated her. He had control over her. She was in his house, living on his money. He knew about her financial problems! "Thank you very much." She answered coldly. She had been so happy that Ginny had accepted her into her house. Now she regretted every last bit of it.
A/N: How was it? Please R&R... Hope you like it NYC1313!
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