Chapter 12 --- Evil owls and A word from Mother Weasely
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ON WIZ ZE STOREE!
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Laurielle had already gotten permission from her parents. She could go to the Malfoy manor one condition; she was not to go home for the entire summer.
That wasn't a problem for Laurielle. Every summer was spent with friends or relatives, but never at her own home. She didn't mind, really. In fact, she was happy to be out of her parents' constant bickering.
She wondered why they hadn't divorced yet; it was obvious that her parents were cheating on each other. Not that she cared or anything.
Laurielle waltzed into Ginny's room and yanked the blanket off of her snoring cousin. "Ginny Weasely, wake up!" she screamed. Thankfully, Ginny was the only one left in the dorm.
Ginny didn't stir and Laurielle was getting annoyed. "Ginny," she sang in her cousin's ear. "Draco's kissing pansy . . ."
Laurielle stood back and grinned. That did it. Ginny jumped right out of bed, snarling.
"WHERE IS THE LITTLE PUG FACED WITCH?!" she shrieked. Then she spotted Laurielle, a smug grin on her pretty face.
"Bout time." She said. Ginny narrowed her eyes at Laurielle. "You evil wench." She whispered. Laurielle rolled her eyes. "I'm the wench? Sure, okay, I'm the bad one here. But—"
Laurielle took out an envelope. "Letter from Leonora and Clark." Ginny eyed it curiously. Her cousin waved the letter in front of her face. "I can go. How about you?"
Ginny flopped back down on her bed. "I don't know yet. I wrote to my mom yesterday. I'm still waiting for her reply."
Laurielle frowned and sat down beside Ginny. "That sucks."
Ginny shook her head. "You know what really sucks? You, waking me up for no apparent reason."
Laurielle snorted. "I saved hogwarts from your evil snoring. It was so loud, Dumbledore himself had to charm the walls so they wouldn't shake any harder."
Ginny threw a pillow at Laurielle, but missed. "Now hurry and get dressed, queen of snores. Class starts soon." Laurielle got up and left.
Ginny grabbed another pillow and hurled it at the door. "Queen of snores yourself." She grumbled.
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This was not good. Not good at all. Virginia Deanne Weasely was in a horrible mood, and it was all thanks to her dear cousin, Laurielle.
After Laurielle had left, Ginny started to shower, but found that there was no water. Great. She had to sneak to the boys' bathroom and take a bath there. Thankfully, the Gryffindor house was deserted. (I have no idea why)
If that wasn't bad enough, she stubbed her toe, got a paper cut, got a huge inkblot on her blouse from a reckless first year, and to top it all of, she was STILL sleepy.
Ginny made her way to the great hall with a dark cloud above her head. "Hi, Gin!" Colin, a friend of hers, waved at her. "Over here! Saved you a seat."
Ginny sighed and sat down with a thud. "Are you okay, Ginster?" he asked, popping a hard-boiled egg into his mouth.
Ginny grabbed him by the collar. "Don't call me Ginster, if you want to live." She said in a low, raspy whisper. Colin made a face. "I believe you forgot to brush your teeth this morning."
She let go of him and groaned. "Col, I am so not in a good mood today." Colin nodded. "That's darn right."
Ginny reached for her pumpkin juice (That's like the only drink they have in hogwarts! LOL).
Again, Ginny wasn't a morning person, and she didn't hold the glass very well. SPLOSH.
Ginny yelped, scraped her chair back and cursed loudly. Her skirt was soaking wet. The slytherins laughed while the other houses remained silent.
"Gin! Are you alright?" Colin quickly came to her side. Ginny glared at him. "What do YOU think?" she demanded. Colin rolled his eyes, pointed his wand at her skirt and muttered a spell.
Instantly, her skirt dried. "Thanks." She said, giving him a grateful smile. Colin smiled back. "You owe me." He joked. They laughed and went back to their respective seats.
Meanwhile, in the slytherin table, a certain gray-eyed boy was glowering. What was that dork doing? Who did he think he was, talking to Draco Malfoy 's girlfriend?
His eyes flashed when he saw them laughing. How dare that . . .what was his name? Creamy something . . .he'd deal with him later.
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Ginny and Colin were in a heated debate about Malfoy.
"He's wonderful!" Ginny said. Colin made a face. "THAT creep? He's wonderfully evil, if you ask me."
Ginny scowled. "Evil? He's nothing like his father! He's the sweetest person ever!"
"Sweetest." Colin said thoughtfully. "I suppose." This made Ginny smile, but she smiled to soon for Colin wasn't done yet. "In an alternate universe." He finished.
Ginny smacked him playfully on the head. "You goat! He's so nice to me!"
"To you." Colin agreed smugly. "But to everyone else he's still the toad who makes their lives miserable."
Ginny frowned. "That's my pet name for him. I call him toad." Colin snorted. "Fits him well."
"Oh you!" Ginny hit him on the arm. Colin made a face and stuck his tongue out at her.
"Hey Ginny." Draco was standing behind them.
"Hey sweetie." Ginny jumped up and hugged him. The Gryffindors gasped in shock. Colin made a face.
"Something wrong, Creamy?" Draco asked coolly, casting a dark look at Colin.
"Maybe." Colin answered bravely. "And the name's CREEVEY."
Draco rolled his eyes. "It's not worth remembering." Then he turned his attention to Ginny. "What say we go outside?"
"Sure—"
"She's staying here." Draco sighed in exasperation and turned to face Harry, Hermione and Ron.
"What do you want, you pack of losers?" Harry flinched but stood his ground. "Ginny's staying here." he repeated.
"No. She's coming with me. Isn't that right, darling?" Draco stressed the word 'darling'.
Ginny opened her mouth to say something but Hermione cut her off. "No way is she going outside with you, Malformed. Merlin only knows what you're going to do with her."
"Or really, Granger?" Draco let go of Ginny and turned to face the trio fully.
"I suppose you're one to talk. Especially after you got drunk and slobbered all over me in the hallway, thinking I was your little pothead." He folded his arms over his chest and gave her a smirk.
Hermione's eyes widened. "W-what?! You're lying!" Harry's jaw hit the floor. "Hermione!"
Hermione turned to Harry. "I swear it wasn't my fault! I was drunk! Ron made me do it! He made me drink 5 bottles of beer!" she screeched, pointing a finger at Ron.
"Of course not! I asked you if you wanted a beer, and you ended up having five! I didn't stop you because you told me not to mind you!"
"Stop it—" Ginny tried to calm them down but Harry's yelling rose. "HERMIONE GRANGER! YOU CHEATED ON ME!"
"I never, Harry! If it wasn't for RON'S BEER then I never would have—"
"You little wench! How dare you blame this on ME!" Ron bellowed.
"Come on." Draco grabbed Ginny's arm and yanked her away.
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"You started that fight!" Ginny accused. Draco gave her a so-what look. "Amusing, wasn't it?"
Ginny rolled her eyes. "No it was not."
"Was too, and you know it."
"Shut up, Draco Malfoy, or you'll wish you were never born."
"Feisty. I like that." Draco joked, licking his lips. Ginny smacked him behind the head. "Shut up. I mean it."
Draco arched a brow. "Someone got out of bed in the wrong side today. What's up?"
Ginny sighed. Might as well. "Lor got permission to go to the manor." Draco nodded. "And you—?"
"Didn't." But then she perked up. "I guess they didn't get it yet." She snaked her arm around his waist.
"I'm sure you'll be allowed to go." Draco said, but more to himself. Ginny pulled him into a hug. "Not to worry, toad. I'd go anyway, even if they didn't allow me."
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"Can you believe that?!" Hermione shrieked after Draco and Ginny had left. "I mean, she just stood there, not defending me! I was drunk!"
"Gin's a big girl. She can handle herself." Ron said, shrugging. "It's no big deal."
"No big deal?" Hermione spun around and jabbed a finger on his forehead. "Malformed has got you on something! That's it. He might have given you a drug or a potion or a . . .a . . ."
"You're overreacting." Ron grumbled. Harry's eyes widened. "Ron, you are supposed to be doing this. Not Hermione. It's you're job to go ballistic."
Ron held up his hands. "Don't go pointing fingers at me."
Hermione scowled. "Ever since you took up that yoga class, you've been some sort of . . .of . . .fag!"
"Wait a minute. . .doesn't Malfoy take yoga with you?" Harry asked, casting Ron a dark look. Ron nodded. "So what if he does?" he challenged.
"You take yoga with that thing?" Hermione looked at Ron in disbelief. "Oh I knew that Malfoy and you were friends! How could you, Ron!?"
"Its just yoga! It's not like I take ballet with him too!" Ron said defensively. If it were possible, Harry's eyes got even bigger. "You and Malfoy take ballet together?"
"Gawd, Ron. Hermione and I have been hanging out with a fag!"
"I AM NOT A FAG!" Ron yelled, steam coming out of his ears. Harry and Hermione backed away.
"IF ANYONE'S A FAG, IT SHOULD BE YOU!" Ron pointed a threatening finger at Harry. "I'M NOT THE ONE WHO ENJOYS PUTTING ON MAKE UP AT NIGHT! I'M NOT THE ONE WHO LIKES HANGING OUT AT GAY BARS! I'M NOT THE ONE WHO MADE OUT WITH SN—"
"YOU'RE LYING!" Harry interrupted. Hermione nodded in agreement. Ron was shaking, his face growing even redder.
"I am one with myself. . .I am one with myself. . ." Ron chanted, closing his eyes, slowly calming down.
Hermione narrowed her eyes. "Yoga is definitely something Voldemort created."
Harry nodded. Ron chanted.
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"Maybe we should go to the owl post." (Owlery?) Draco suggested. Ginny shook her head. "I can wait. Besides, I told my parents you were simply adorable. They can't resist adorable."
"I don't know. Maybe your owl forgot to deliver it to you. Maybe—"
"You really want me to go, huh?" Ginny teased. Draco snorted.
"Fine. If you're so paranoid, let's go." Ginny grabbed his hand and pulled him to the castle.
Draco groaned as they climbed countless flights of stairs. "Stop whining, you baby." Ginny snapped, climbing faster.
"Will you slow down? I'm not hyper active like you, you know." Draco grumbled.
Ginny rolled her eyes. "Move faster, toad."
They finally reached the Owl post. "What does your owl look like?" Draco asked, panting.
Ginny ignored him and scanned the area for a small and spiffy owl—
"Aha! There you are, you little rat eater. Now, where is my letter?" Ginny demanded of the owl, as if it could reply.
The Weasely owl (Pigwideon) looked at her with big innocent eyes. Draco sighed. "Will you get it, already?"
"I'm trying but the little—HEY!" Ginny's owl flew and landed on Draco's hair and started pecking him.
"Gin! Get you're psychotic owl off of me!" Draco screamed. (Screamed? o0)
Ginny gasped and ran to Draco. "GET AWAY FROM HIM!" She shooed the owl away.
Draco growled and straightened his robes. "That owl is the worst!" he declared. Ginny sighed and kissed him. This made Draco smile at least, and he kissed her back.
"If you want to me to get rid of that owl, toad—" Ginny started but Draco cut her off with another kiss.
Ginny's owl hooted and flew above them, circling their heads. Crazy Owl. (I just had to say that!)
The Owl didn't like this. It didn't like this at all. The owl wanted Ginny with Harry. Crazy Owl, indeed.
Ginny pulled away suddenly. Draco frowned. "Why'd you do that?" he whined. Ginny gave him a stern look. "Do you want me to get that letter or not?" she asked pointedly.
"Fine. Go. Get the letter." Draco said, defeated. Ginny grinned and turned to the owl, which was sitting on a nearby wooden stool watching her with amused eyes.
"Listen here," she said in a bossy manner. "I want that letter. I know you have it—"
"HOOT!" The owl jumped into the air and spread it's wings, attempting to fly, but Ginny grabbed him just in time.
The owl gave Ginny what looked like a scowl. It seemed to say "no".
Ginny wouldn't let go of him, though he struggled. "The letter. Now." she commanded.
The owl narrowed its eyes but flew to get the letter. Ginny put a smug grin on her face.
Her owl returned with an envelope in its beak. Ginny stretched out her hand but the owl didn't drop it.
"Drop it, Pig."
Pig snorted. (Can owls snort?)
"Pig, now!"
No.
"I mean it or I'm locking you up in your cage!"
No.
"I'm feeding you Ron's owl pellets!"
Anything but THAT! All right, all right!
Pigwideon reluctantly dropped the letter in her hand looking anything but pleased.
"Thank you." Ginny snapped. "Honestly pig." She turned to Draco. "I got it."
"It's about time!" he muttered. Ginny rolled her eyes and walked to the exit. "Hey! Where are you going?" Draco called after herm grabbing her arm.
"I'm going out, what does it look like?"
"Read it now. I want to know. What you're mom said."
"Ooh, anxious eh? Alright." Ginny slowly (very slowly) opened started opening the letter.
Draco stared.
Riiip
Draco fidgeted.
Riiip riip
Draco gritted his teeth.
Riiip riip riiip
"FOR MERLIN'S SAKE, GINNY! OPENED THE DARN LETTER ALREADY!" Draco roared.
"I am, I am. But the envelope is so pretty."
Riip
Draco grabbed the envelope and tore it open. "That's better." He handed the letter to Ginny. She grabbed it with a scowl.
"I really liked that envelope!" Ginny mumbled. Draco rolled his eyes. "Will you read it already? I'm not exactly a patient person."
"I noticed." Ginny flipped open the letter and read aloud,
Dear Ginny,
Your father and I feel that you are quite capable of taking care of yourself and making your own decisions but did it have to be Draco Malfoy?
Draco snorted.
Anyway, if he treats you well like you say, then we're happy for you, and we think you'll be safe in the Manor. (Although your brothers think otherwise) Your father and I have talked about it and think that you will be responsible and careful.
Draco held his breath.
So you may go to the Manor for HALF the summer only. The other half will be spent at home with your family and friends. Your Aunt told me that Laurielle was also invited. It seems like you and Laurielle have a thing for the Malfoy boys.
Ginny turned red but read on
I trust you'll take care of yourself and your cousin. Take care, sweetie. We'll see you soon.
Love,
Your mother.
Ginny turned to Draco with a grin. "I can go." She said. Draco let out a relieved sigh. "Thank God." He smirked.
"Oh come on, Draco. Let it all out." Ginny teased, punching him. Draco arched a brow. "Uh-huh."
Ginny was kind of disappointed. She thought Draco would scream with excitement or something. Hah—Draco? Do that? Please.
They made their way to their respective towers but not before a goodnight kiss.
-SLYTHERIN COMMON ROOM-
Draco scanned the area. Good. No one was around. He checked one more time. The coat was clear.
Draco grinned and started spinning around the room. He shook his booty, nodded is head, and danced to an invisible beat. "OH YEAH! UH-HUH! OH YEAH!"
"Uh . . .Draco? What—What do you think you're doing?" Draco's blood froze.
"P-Pansy! What are you doing, spying on me like that?!" Draco snapped. Pansy gave him a look. "I could ask you the same question." She replied coolly.
Draco cringed at the sight of her and straightened his robes. "What does it look like, pug-face? I was trying to swat a fly!" He pushed past her and went into the Boys' dormitory.
Pansy arched a brow. "He's lost it."
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