Chapter 11: In a Lifetime
"Not bad...not bad," Ginny whispered as she stared at the piles of empty plates before her. She had seen Draco eat a few times at the Great Hall, but never this up close and in person. And to her surprise, Draco didn't eat with the same poise manner he usually portrayed in front of the rest of the world. She watched in amazement as he gulped down another goblet of pumpkin juice before beginning to chow down on his third piece of cherry pie. "How hungry are you?" she asked incredulously, secretly thinking of changing his nickname 'Trash Disposal' instead of 'Slytherin King.'
"Very," she heard him mumble, as he continued to eat...no inhale...the pie as if he hadn't eaten in a few decades.
"I can see that," she mumbled under her breath, keeping her eyes on him.
Feeling the intense gaze, Draco looked up, and placed a piece of pie into her hands. "Oh, I'm sorry. Here have a piece," he said, an apologizing smile on his face. He watched in satisfaction as she took a small bite, before focusing all his attentions to the matter at hand...eating.
"I wonder if this is the real Draco..." Ginny thought absently, while dipping her fork back into the pie, "If it is...I might end up falling for him..." Suddenly she looked up, confusion ridden all over her face. "Did I, Ginny Weasley, sister of Ron Weasley, Hermoine Granger and Harry Potter and sworn enemy of said Draco Malfoy think of falling for him?" Her gaze fell upon the boy before her, who was now rubbing his stomach with a look of satisfaction. "Soo cute..." she whispered, before mentally slapping herself. "What are you thinking?!?"
"What are you thinking what?" she heard Draco ask softly, slightly alarmed at the redhead's sudden change of demeanor. "Did I upset you? I knew I shouldn't have eaten so much...but I couldn't help it. I better go apologize..."
He motioned himself to stand up, but Ginny caught his arm, a kind look on her face, "Of course you didn't. And no need to apologize to the house elves," she said watching as the house elves began to graciously pile more dishes for them, "They love to give us extra food. A simple thanks would be enough for them." She watched as Draco took in the information, before proceeding to thank each and every one of the elves that served him food. She then settled her eyes upon a particular house elf. "Dobby!" she whispered sharply, catching his attention immediately.
"What would Ms. Weasley want from Dobby?" he asked her, "More food?"
"No, no," she replied quickly, "I just need you to do me a big favor."
"Favor? Dobby will of course do favor for Harry Potter's friend!" he said brightly, before tugging on her sleeve, "Does favor have to do with boy?"
"Well...yes," she answered hesitantly, fully aware of Dobby's...not so good relationship with the Malfoy family, "You see Draco has lost his memory. So whenever he comes here, can you please...well...act very nice to him? I know he's done horrible things to you in the past, but right now, I think he's very vulnerable...and hurtful words won't be the best thing in the world." She saw his cheery face contort to one of confusion, before the cheeriness settled in once more.
"Dobby will keep promise." He whispered, before walking towards a distressed Winky, who had fallen over a few bottles of butterbeer while trying to find a broom.
Ginny couldn't help but laugh at the sight of Dobby trying to get Winky up, while trying to stop her from crying at the same time. It wasn't an easy task, especially one for someone as small as a house elf.
"Umm...Ginny?" Draco asked from behind, as he looked upon the two struggling house elves in more confusion, "What happens next?"
Ginny thought for a moment, running Draco's usual schedule in her head, before answering, "Well, I guess it's transfiguration with Professor McGonagall." She saw something flash in his eyes and she asked with excitement, "Does that name sound familiar?!?"
"Um...does she have blue hair...green eyes...and a revolving watch on her right sleeve?" he asked her, his eyes closed in concentration.
Ginny nearly face-faulted at that...weird description, wondering who the hell has blue hair, green eyes and a revolving watch on a right sleeve. "Well whoever it is," Ginny decided, "Better have her head checked...and fast."
"So...I'm guessing that's not her," he whispered softly, glancing at Ginny who still had a 'what-the-hell-look' written plainly on her face.
"Well," she said, while touching Draco's shoulder lightly, "You were a little off...well okay, way off. But don't worry about it. I'm sure you'll remember a little bit once you see her." She smiled, as his eyes brightened up in an instant. "Alright, now let's go..." she began, while holding onto his hand for guidance, "Oh and word of warning...be careful of a boy with a lightning scar on his forehead, another boy with red hair like mine, and a girl with brown curly hair. If they confront you, just call for me alright?"
Draco looked to her with alarmed eyes, taking in every word of her warning in slight fear that if he didn't...something horrible would happen. "I wonder why she told me to avoid them..." he thought, as he blindly followed the redhead down several corridors, "Was I always scared of the dream team?" He faltered for a second, before continuing on, "Dream team? I wonder where I got that from?" But before he continued, he felt Ginny take a hold of his hand and drag him into a classroom...where he came face to face with a boy with green eyes...brown hair...and a lightning scar. "Malfoy? What are you bloody doing here?"
But before Ginny could yell at Harry...before Ron could reply with a sarcastic retort...before Professor McGonagall could silence the rest of the class...Draco was already out the door, running for his life.
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"Not bad...not bad," Ginny whispered as she stared at the piles of empty plates before her. She had seen Draco eat a few times at the Great Hall, but never this up close and in person. And to her surprise, Draco didn't eat with the same poise manner he usually portrayed in front of the rest of the world. She watched in amazement as he gulped down another goblet of pumpkin juice before beginning to chow down on his third piece of cherry pie. "How hungry are you?" she asked incredulously, secretly thinking of changing his nickname 'Trash Disposal' instead of 'Slytherin King.'
"Very," she heard him mumble, as he continued to eat...no inhale...the pie as if he hadn't eaten in a few decades.
"I can see that," she mumbled under her breath, keeping her eyes on him.
Feeling the intense gaze, Draco looked up, and placed a piece of pie into her hands. "Oh, I'm sorry. Here have a piece," he said, an apologizing smile on his face. He watched in satisfaction as she took a small bite, before focusing all his attentions to the matter at hand...eating.
"I wonder if this is the real Draco..." Ginny thought absently, while dipping her fork back into the pie, "If it is...I might end up falling for him..." Suddenly she looked up, confusion ridden all over her face. "Did I, Ginny Weasley, sister of Ron Weasley, Hermoine Granger and Harry Potter and sworn enemy of said Draco Malfoy think of falling for him?" Her gaze fell upon the boy before her, who was now rubbing his stomach with a look of satisfaction. "Soo cute..." she whispered, before mentally slapping herself. "What are you thinking?!?"
"What are you thinking what?" she heard Draco ask softly, slightly alarmed at the redhead's sudden change of demeanor. "Did I upset you? I knew I shouldn't have eaten so much...but I couldn't help it. I better go apologize..."
He motioned himself to stand up, but Ginny caught his arm, a kind look on her face, "Of course you didn't. And no need to apologize to the house elves," she said watching as the house elves began to graciously pile more dishes for them, "They love to give us extra food. A simple thanks would be enough for them." She watched as Draco took in the information, before proceeding to thank each and every one of the elves that served him food. She then settled her eyes upon a particular house elf. "Dobby!" she whispered sharply, catching his attention immediately.
"What would Ms. Weasley want from Dobby?" he asked her, "More food?"
"No, no," she replied quickly, "I just need you to do me a big favor."
"Favor? Dobby will of course do favor for Harry Potter's friend!" he said brightly, before tugging on her sleeve, "Does favor have to do with boy?"
"Well...yes," she answered hesitantly, fully aware of Dobby's...not so good relationship with the Malfoy family, "You see Draco has lost his memory. So whenever he comes here, can you please...well...act very nice to him? I know he's done horrible things to you in the past, but right now, I think he's very vulnerable...and hurtful words won't be the best thing in the world." She saw his cheery face contort to one of confusion, before the cheeriness settled in once more.
"Dobby will keep promise." He whispered, before walking towards a distressed Winky, who had fallen over a few bottles of butterbeer while trying to find a broom.
Ginny couldn't help but laugh at the sight of Dobby trying to get Winky up, while trying to stop her from crying at the same time. It wasn't an easy task, especially one for someone as small as a house elf.
"Umm...Ginny?" Draco asked from behind, as he looked upon the two struggling house elves in more confusion, "What happens next?"
Ginny thought for a moment, running Draco's usual schedule in her head, before answering, "Well, I guess it's transfiguration with Professor McGonagall." She saw something flash in his eyes and she asked with excitement, "Does that name sound familiar?!?"
"Um...does she have blue hair...green eyes...and a revolving watch on her right sleeve?" he asked her, his eyes closed in concentration.
Ginny nearly face-faulted at that...weird description, wondering who the hell has blue hair, green eyes and a revolving watch on a right sleeve. "Well whoever it is," Ginny decided, "Better have her head checked...and fast."
"So...I'm guessing that's not her," he whispered softly, glancing at Ginny who still had a 'what-the-hell-look' written plainly on her face.
"Well," she said, while touching Draco's shoulder lightly, "You were a little off...well okay, way off. But don't worry about it. I'm sure you'll remember a little bit once you see her." She smiled, as his eyes brightened up in an instant. "Alright, now let's go..." she began, while holding onto his hand for guidance, "Oh and word of warning...be careful of a boy with a lightning scar on his forehead, another boy with red hair like mine, and a girl with brown curly hair. If they confront you, just call for me alright?"
Draco looked to her with alarmed eyes, taking in every word of her warning in slight fear that if he didn't...something horrible would happen. "I wonder why she told me to avoid them..." he thought, as he blindly followed the redhead down several corridors, "Was I always scared of the dream team?" He faltered for a second, before continuing on, "Dream team? I wonder where I got that from?" But before he continued, he felt Ginny take a hold of his hand and drag him into a classroom...where he came face to face with a boy with green eyes...brown hair...and a lightning scar. "Malfoy? What are you bloody doing here?"
But before Ginny could yell at Harry...before Ron could reply with a sarcastic retort...before Professor McGonagall could silence the rest of the class...Draco was already out the door, running for his life.
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