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Sorry I haven't been updating. It has been a hectic time.
Chapter 6 Why do I feel someone staring?
Ginny and Harry finally met up with Hermione and Ron at 1 o' clock pm. As they walked together eating ice cream they looked through the store windows.
"Hermione, Did you get all the books you needed?"
Hermione blushed as she pushed Ginny, jokingly. "Yes" she squeaked out while laughing.
Ron pretended he didn't hear and Harry just laughed.
"So what did you two do?" Hermione asked as they walked and sat under a tree on a stone bench. Harry and Ginny looked at each other. "Oh well, Harry and I both got new robes and Harry bout be the prettiest red winter cloak." Ginny gushed. Ron looked at him funny. "It was a present.. prefect??"
They all smiled and nodded in agreement. "Oh.. and we ran into ferret boy."
"what did that slimy git have to say this time?" Ron asked Harry. Harry shook his head and frowned "Mostly the same things he says every time.. "
Ginny giggled "And his father was hitting him with his cane, it was brilliant." Hermione looked shocked. Ron fell off the bench laughing. "Well, gin, if it were so brilliant. .why did you stop Lucius from doing it?"
Ginny raised her eye brows and thought for a minute. "You know.. I have no idea" They all cracked up. Ron still on the ground laughing so hard he almost cried looked around. "Wonder where he is now.. probably off getting hit by hit fathers hat for all we know." that sent them all in a fit of laughter once more. Ginny looked into town, she couldn't shake the sudden feeling someone was watching her. It was probably her imagination, but it wasn't a warm welcome to have unknown eyes fixed on you. ::relax Ginny:: she told herself ::you are here with Harry Potter and your older brother, they will surely protect you:: She sighed.
"What's wrong Gin?" Ron asked as he lifted himself back onto the bench. He could tell she looked worried over something.
"its nothing, really. I just feel like someone is staring at us." Hermione smiled a bit. "Get used to it. .your part of our team now."
They all laughed. But behind a small brick building someone watched them. "Laugh all you want Potter, soon she will be mine."
The foursome decided it was time to flu home and pack up their things.
While our person in question went home. In his room he kicked over the beautiful black Italian vase his mother has just put in there. What did he need a stupid vase for. He was so angry he kicked at his dresser and threw things across the floor. What was it about her that made him so angry... that she was beautiful or that she was potters? "I hate him! HE HAS EVERYTHING!" he yelled as he through a bottle of black ink at the door just seconds before his mother entered the room.
Looking excellent as always Narcissa Malfoy barely even raised an eyebrow at her sons reverent behavior.
"Draco, what has you so bothered this time?" She asked ,not in a sweet loving voice, but just her normal pompous one. As she looked to the broken vase on the white marbled floor.
"Sorry, Mother, Was an accident, really." you could almost hear the sarcasm dripping off his voice. He walked over to the large oak door and said a spell to clean off the black ink. He grabbed a hold of the brass handle and raised an eyebrow "Now, if you haven't come for anything important ,please leave."
She sat on his large bed, covered in black. She smoothed out her midnight blue robes as if she hadn't heard a word from him. "Darling, do not speak to me that way. If your father heard you, well" she paused a moment "I would hardly like to think about what he would do." She patted the bed for her son to sit on.
"mother, I haven't time for this. I must pack and put my affairs in order before I leave tomorrow." but he sat anyway.
"Draco, This temper will get you no where. Honestly how do you expect to have any friends or more ,if you act like you do." She frowned a tad.
"I have plenty of friends and what else I have isn't any of your concern." He stood up and walked to his window. He pulled back the black tapestry and peered out the window. "Mother?" He turned around to look into her eyes. "Why does Harry Potter have to have everything I can never have."
She snorted. "And why would you want to have what he has?" she stood up and walked over to him. "you, my son " She placed a hand on his arm "You shall never want your entire life, while he must fight to hang on to everything he comes in contact with .It was he who turned down your offer of friendship."
"I know, but it still isn't fair." He closed his eyes. "I want what he has. and I cant help it." She looked at him oddly. "And what is that ,Draco?"
He was quiet. "Her"
"who is "her""?
"Virginia Weasley"
Narcissa gasped. "No, what? This is a joke."
"no" "why would you want her?" "She is everything I am not."
"but she is a---" "I know"
"so why?" "did you know she stopped father from hitting me with a cane?" Narcissa looked pained "He hit you?"
"Yes" "Oh, Draco, I am sorry." But he ignored her and continued "She had on that robe , the one you said would be beautiful if it were in blue or black?"
"She could never afford that"
"She is going to be working in the store"
"really?" "yes" he sighed. "I cant help how I feel. One minute I want to push her in the dirt and call her every horrible name imaginable, the next I want to show her the ways of our world and let her sweetness balance me."
"oh dear" narcissi shook her head. "you know this can never come to pass"
"cant it?" "she is with him, Draco."
"I do not care. Maybe that is why I want her. .Surely father would agree. After all her father is Minster of magic. What a wonderful union that would be."
"We shall talk more on this issue ,for now .do nothing .I must speak with your father."
She left the room in a hurry and Draco finished packing. He called for the house elves to clean up the mess he had made.
Why couldn't he get her out of his head, or stop thinking about her soft petite hands running them through his platinum locks... could it be because somewhere else a certain red head couldn't get him out of hers?
Thanks please review!!
Sorry I haven't been updating. It has been a hectic time.
Chapter 6 Why do I feel someone staring?
Ginny and Harry finally met up with Hermione and Ron at 1 o' clock pm. As they walked together eating ice cream they looked through the store windows.
"Hermione, Did you get all the books you needed?"
Hermione blushed as she pushed Ginny, jokingly. "Yes" she squeaked out while laughing.
Ron pretended he didn't hear and Harry just laughed.
"So what did you two do?" Hermione asked as they walked and sat under a tree on a stone bench. Harry and Ginny looked at each other. "Oh well, Harry and I both got new robes and Harry bout be the prettiest red winter cloak." Ginny gushed. Ron looked at him funny. "It was a present.. prefect??"
They all smiled and nodded in agreement. "Oh.. and we ran into ferret boy."
"what did that slimy git have to say this time?" Ron asked Harry. Harry shook his head and frowned "Mostly the same things he says every time.. "
Ginny giggled "And his father was hitting him with his cane, it was brilliant." Hermione looked shocked. Ron fell off the bench laughing. "Well, gin, if it were so brilliant. .why did you stop Lucius from doing it?"
Ginny raised her eye brows and thought for a minute. "You know.. I have no idea" They all cracked up. Ron still on the ground laughing so hard he almost cried looked around. "Wonder where he is now.. probably off getting hit by hit fathers hat for all we know." that sent them all in a fit of laughter once more. Ginny looked into town, she couldn't shake the sudden feeling someone was watching her. It was probably her imagination, but it wasn't a warm welcome to have unknown eyes fixed on you. ::relax Ginny:: she told herself ::you are here with Harry Potter and your older brother, they will surely protect you:: She sighed.
"What's wrong Gin?" Ron asked as he lifted himself back onto the bench. He could tell she looked worried over something.
"its nothing, really. I just feel like someone is staring at us." Hermione smiled a bit. "Get used to it. .your part of our team now."
They all laughed. But behind a small brick building someone watched them. "Laugh all you want Potter, soon she will be mine."
The foursome decided it was time to flu home and pack up their things.
While our person in question went home. In his room he kicked over the beautiful black Italian vase his mother has just put in there. What did he need a stupid vase for. He was so angry he kicked at his dresser and threw things across the floor. What was it about her that made him so angry... that she was beautiful or that she was potters? "I hate him! HE HAS EVERYTHING!" he yelled as he through a bottle of black ink at the door just seconds before his mother entered the room.
Looking excellent as always Narcissa Malfoy barely even raised an eyebrow at her sons reverent behavior.
"Draco, what has you so bothered this time?" She asked ,not in a sweet loving voice, but just her normal pompous one. As she looked to the broken vase on the white marbled floor.
"Sorry, Mother, Was an accident, really." you could almost hear the sarcasm dripping off his voice. He walked over to the large oak door and said a spell to clean off the black ink. He grabbed a hold of the brass handle and raised an eyebrow "Now, if you haven't come for anything important ,please leave."
She sat on his large bed, covered in black. She smoothed out her midnight blue robes as if she hadn't heard a word from him. "Darling, do not speak to me that way. If your father heard you, well" she paused a moment "I would hardly like to think about what he would do." She patted the bed for her son to sit on.
"mother, I haven't time for this. I must pack and put my affairs in order before I leave tomorrow." but he sat anyway.
"Draco, This temper will get you no where. Honestly how do you expect to have any friends or more ,if you act like you do." She frowned a tad.
"I have plenty of friends and what else I have isn't any of your concern." He stood up and walked to his window. He pulled back the black tapestry and peered out the window. "Mother?" He turned around to look into her eyes. "Why does Harry Potter have to have everything I can never have."
She snorted. "And why would you want to have what he has?" she stood up and walked over to him. "you, my son " She placed a hand on his arm "You shall never want your entire life, while he must fight to hang on to everything he comes in contact with .It was he who turned down your offer of friendship."
"I know, but it still isn't fair." He closed his eyes. "I want what he has. and I cant help it." She looked at him oddly. "And what is that ,Draco?"
He was quiet. "Her"
"who is "her""?
"Virginia Weasley"
Narcissa gasped. "No, what? This is a joke."
"no" "why would you want her?" "She is everything I am not."
"but she is a---" "I know"
"so why?" "did you know she stopped father from hitting me with a cane?" Narcissa looked pained "He hit you?"
"Yes" "Oh, Draco, I am sorry." But he ignored her and continued "She had on that robe , the one you said would be beautiful if it were in blue or black?"
"She could never afford that"
"She is going to be working in the store"
"really?" "yes" he sighed. "I cant help how I feel. One minute I want to push her in the dirt and call her every horrible name imaginable, the next I want to show her the ways of our world and let her sweetness balance me."
"oh dear" narcissi shook her head. "you know this can never come to pass"
"cant it?" "she is with him, Draco."
"I do not care. Maybe that is why I want her. .Surely father would agree. After all her father is Minster of magic. What a wonderful union that would be."
"We shall talk more on this issue ,for now .do nothing .I must speak with your father."
She left the room in a hurry and Draco finished packing. He called for the house elves to clean up the mess he had made.
Why couldn't he get her out of his head, or stop thinking about her soft petite hands running them through his platinum locks... could it be because somewhere else a certain red head couldn't get him out of hers?
Thanks please review!!