A/N: Ok, chapter three is here! Yay! Thanks for the reviews, guys! I'm
trying to keep it interesting! Sorry for the...erm...wait lol! Anyways,
better get this rolling, eh?
Disclaimer: I don't own the characters, just the plot!
Previous: Draco had turned his head away when he heard Harry's name. 'First it was Potter this, and Potter that. And now Potter's trying to steal my girlfriend from me! He's always been a jealous little jackass! He made her cry, he hurt her! HE KISSED HER! Oh, I'm gonna kill him, I am!' He looked back at Ginny, hurt coming into his eyes a little. "Ginny, I want to show you something," he said, acting as if he hadn't heard the news yet... She looked so beautiful. Like an angel. He didn't want to lose the only angel that would ever pass him to his worst enemy, to her ex-crush.
He sat there on his four-poster bed, thinking of Ginny. Why had she chosen to be with Draco in the first place? He hated her family, he hated all Gryffindors! "Obviously not all Gryffindors if he's dating Ginny!" a voice said in the back of his head. Harry ignored the voice and walked to the window, looking out onto the lake. There was Ginny and Malfoy, talking. Malfoy made her cry! 'He's gonna pay for that!' Malfoy kissed her. Then he showed her something. She smiled. Maybe he hadn't hurt her after all.
"Its okay, Harry. I've just never felt anything such as this before, and I'm not about to leave it just because of a silly crush from the past. No offense or anything, but it was just ridiculous for me to like you and think I really had a chance." Ginny smiled up at Harry, giving him a small hug. As she walked into the Great Hall doors, she couldn't help but think something bad was going to happen, or someone, maybe not necessarily her, had made the wrong choice.
Chapter Three: Limitations
Three days before the holidays, before people would be going home for Christmas, and Ginny was wondering whether she should have Draco come home or not. Her parents probably wouldn't like the fact that a Malfoy was in their presence, but they would have to get used to the idea. Right? Or maybe Draco wouldn't want to go because of what had happened last month?
As Ginny paced around the room, Hermione opened the door and Crookshanks was let in. Hermione sat lightly on the edge of Ginny's bed, watching and wondering what was wrong. Ginny suddenly stopped and looked at Hermione. "Do you think I should invite Draco over to the house for the holidays?"
"No!" Hermione said, without having to think about it. "It'd be chaos. I mean, Fred and George will be there! I'm sure you don't want to wake up finding your brothers accidentally killed your boyfriend."
Ginny looked serious at Hermione for a second. Rolling her eyes and groaning slightly, she turned on her heel and headed out the door, leaving Hermione there with Crookshanks.
As Ginny reached the backside of the portrait hole she stopped. Did she really want Draco to go? 'Of course I do!'' Ginny thought to herself. But what about Harry? He was going to be at the Burrow, too. 'Well, Harry can get over himself!'' Ginny shook her head. She would just have to ask Draco about it, hoping he knew what to do. Ginny turned around and grabbed her Gryffindor scarf that was lying on a table in the back of the room. Then she left to find Draco.
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Draco sat in a pile of snow by the lake, not wanting to get close to the frozen surface in fear it would break. It seemed that all the Slytherins knew about him and Ginny, and no one seemed very happy about it. Actually, no one was happy about it. When Draco tried to sit with them in the Great Hall during dinner, or during classes, anywhere, they would move. They shot him ice cold looks, talked about him behind his back. The only way he could solve this was if he broke up with Ginny, and he really didn't want to. She was all he needed, all he wanted, and to get his friends back he had to lose her. Draco found that more devastating than having no friends. But what about...?
"Draco!" Someone called his name from behind him. It was a girl's voice. 'Oh, God! Don't let it be Pansy! Please no, no, no!''
"Draco!" she said again. He turned around with a scared face on, but after he saw who it was, he smiled. "Draco, I wanted to ask you something." Ginny looked into the gray eyes of the once cold-hearted Slytherin. Then she shook her head and laughed. "This is going to seem pointless, but... Do you think you'd want to come over to my house and meet my family over the holidays? I mean, I've heard you were just going to stay here at the castle and..."
Draco sat looking at the ground for a few minutes, thinking about it. Would they like him? Would his parents be OK? Draco closed his eyes and pushed the thoughts away. He looked up to Ginny, a warm, loving look in his eyes and nodded. "Of course I want to..."
Ginny's questioning face broke out into a smile and she hugged the figure in front of her. "...Thank you, Draco..."
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Draco waited in a middle compartment on the train to Kings Cross Station, dressed to impress for what was coming up in the next few days. He had written to his mother to tell him he wouldn't be home this year, and not to tell his father, Lucius Malfoy, where he was. He got an owl back almost immediately saying to be good, and not to worry. Draco never did, his mother was a very respectable woman, and Draco could always trust her to come up with clever excuses for himself. And besides, Lucius was in Azkaban, it's not likely he would find out anyway.
Ginny opened the compartment door, peeking in. Draco was looking out the window and, apparently, had not heard the door opened. Ginny quietly shut the door and tiptoed behind him. Sitting down lightly, she could smell him, the way he always smelled, just the right amount of the perfect cologne.
Draco was sitting with his legs stretched out to reach the other side, an arm by the window and the other on the back of the chair. It reminded Ginny of a model, posing for a casual picture. The wrapped her arms around him and laid her head on his chest. As she did this, he looked to her. She had an angelic face, her red hair allowing her to stand out, to put more of a spotlight on her. She had a touch to her that made her face look a little childish, but when she smiled or laughed, even when she cried, it covered that childish fragment and replaced it with a well-grown teenager. Draco didn't deserve her, and he felt like he had stolen something that was rightfully someone else's.
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Once they had reached Kings Cross Station, Ginny grabbed hold of as much luggage as Draco would allow her to carry and stepped carefully off the train. Her mother was waiting right by the platform, as always, leading out into the muggle side of Kings Cross Station. She waved to them and hurried forward to get some of the baggage herself.
"Where's Harry, Hermione and Ron, Ginny?" Mrs. Weasley asked. "They did come on the train, didn't they?" Ginny quickly nodded her head. She didn't know where they were, but as far as she knew they had come, all of them. "Ok, well, here, Ginny, take these out, we have company cars out there waiting, though I don't know how your father talked them into to it today!" Ginny took the bags from her mother, her face reddening, and she had an embarrassed look on her face.
She turned to look at Draco. He seemed as ordinary as ever, not realizing that Ginny even felt a bit uncomfortable. That was probably a good thing, too.
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Once they all reached the Burrow, Mrs. Weasley told Draco that he would be sleeping in the same room as Harry and Ron. She warned him not to make them angry with him; she didn't want any fights broken out in her house just because of family and house rivalries. The amazing thing about this was that Mrs. Weasley hadn't acted like what both Ginny and Draco had expected her to.
During the time they had gotten to the Burrow until dinner was ready, Ginny and Draco stayed up in Ginny's room talking, sometimes sitting in silence just enjoying each other's company. The twins hadn't gotten there yet, but were supposed to be there before dinner was ready. Ginny could hear the sound of Ron and Harry playing Wizards Chest while telling Hermione to quit reading through her walls. She smiled as she felt Draco's fingers tracing the lines inside her palm.
"Ginny, dear..." Mrs. Weasley had come through the door, an exhausted expression upon her face. When she saw Draco, she smiled. "I was wondering if I could have a talk with your...quaint friend. Mr. Malfoy?"
Draco nodded his head and got up from Ginny's bed. He looked back at her before he quietly shut the door.
Mrs. Weasley lead Draco downstairs to the kitchen, where she was still finishing up dinner. She sighed as she heard a loud thump from upstairs in the twins' room. They were home.
"Mr. Malfoy-"
"Please, Mrs. Weasley, call me Draco." He put on a charming smile, hoping to impress her. It wasn't a very good thing if the one you love had parents who hated you.
"Alright then, Draco," Mrs. Weasley said, her voice stern. It reminded Draco of how Professor McGonagall had sounded their first year at Hogwarts. "I take it you're dating Ginny? Oh, don't answer that! Of course you are!" She laughed a little. "Well, I just wanted to warn you to be cautious about what you do. I am her mother and I, not to mention my husband, Arthur, will hurt you if you hurt her. She also has six older brothers, I'm sure you are aware of that. They, too, will hurt you."
"Oh, Mrs. Weasley, I'm all very well aware-"
"Now, I know you aren't very good friend with Harry, dear, but he's like a brother to her, too, and... well, he'd probably hurt you also." Mrs. Weasley laughed again. She must have been enjoying this.
"Mrs. Weasley," Draco said, in a voice that told her he didn't want to be interrupted. Probably not a good thing to do. "I will take very good care of Ginny, I promise you that. I'm not very much afraid of your sons, either. I don't think they will ever have a reason to harm me, anyway."
"Well, I think you ought to know," Mrs. Weasley turned and looked Draco in the eye. She had the same eyes as Ginny, except for, at this particular moment, they were cold eyes instead of warm, welcoming ones. "I do not think much of a man who is not wiser today than he was yesterday."
'At least you think I'm a man,' Draco thought to himself as he walked back up the stairs into Ginny's room. When he opened the door he was surprised to see Harry in there. "Potter."
"Malfoy." Harry glared at Draco. His eyes seemed to want to tell him, "fuck off" but he didn't find it fitting for the occasion; Ginny probably would have noticed something.
"I think this is good time to leave, Potter, before you make a fool of yourself." Draco smirked, a sense of fun glinting in his eyes.
Harry rolled his eyes. "Fine, I will," he muttered. He leaned forward and gave Ginny a kiss on the cheek then walked out of the door, giving Malfoy a death stare.
"I don't see why you two can't just be nice for once!" Ginny sighed. "Maybe that's what I should have asked for Christmas." She crossed her arms and leaned back, her face forming a childish pout.
Draco stared at his feet for a minute or so, thinking about what he should do. Malfoys didn't normally have to think about these things, but he didn't want to be an ass and act like his father.
"I'm sorry Ginny, it's just that it kind of pissed me off that Potter was in here when I came back and," Draco sighed. It was more than that. He feared Harry would be taking Ginny from him, stealing the only thing Draco had.
"You know, he has a first name, Draco... just like you." She rolled her eyes at him and walked out of the room, anger visible in her strides.
"Oh boy, I'm in trouble..." Draco muttered.
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A/N: Ok, well, that's chapter three! Hope ya like it, as always! Hope ya also don't think he "met the parents" too soon! And, this was supposed to get posted up on Christmas for you guys, as your gift! But I didn't have it finished, so sorry!
I'm gonna say thanks again to you guys for the reviews, always appreciated! Oh, and to DarkfireTails (who used to be AquasFlare!), thanks bunches! Did you know you are the only author on my favorite authors list? And your story ("Daughter of Darkness") is the only story on my favorite stories list! -lol!- And I'd love to help you get a title on that new story you've started! Oh, and! (My friend thinks I'm being biased right now. =P Am not! =D) Since you've got the longest review so far... I think, umm! I'm going to write a DH fic just for you! I've got tons of plot lines for DG fics. (I'm a big fan of that, can you tell?) I'll try something new! So thanks! And don't ever put yourself down! You're story is great! I mean, I must have read like thousands of stories, and you're the only one on my favorites list! You know, you could make a great play-write someday, a kind of comedy theme, too! Ok, better stop babbling now! -lol-
Disclaimer: I don't own the characters, just the plot!
Previous: Draco had turned his head away when he heard Harry's name. 'First it was Potter this, and Potter that. And now Potter's trying to steal my girlfriend from me! He's always been a jealous little jackass! He made her cry, he hurt her! HE KISSED HER! Oh, I'm gonna kill him, I am!' He looked back at Ginny, hurt coming into his eyes a little. "Ginny, I want to show you something," he said, acting as if he hadn't heard the news yet... She looked so beautiful. Like an angel. He didn't want to lose the only angel that would ever pass him to his worst enemy, to her ex-crush.
He sat there on his four-poster bed, thinking of Ginny. Why had she chosen to be with Draco in the first place? He hated her family, he hated all Gryffindors! "Obviously not all Gryffindors if he's dating Ginny!" a voice said in the back of his head. Harry ignored the voice and walked to the window, looking out onto the lake. There was Ginny and Malfoy, talking. Malfoy made her cry! 'He's gonna pay for that!' Malfoy kissed her. Then he showed her something. She smiled. Maybe he hadn't hurt her after all.
"Its okay, Harry. I've just never felt anything such as this before, and I'm not about to leave it just because of a silly crush from the past. No offense or anything, but it was just ridiculous for me to like you and think I really had a chance." Ginny smiled up at Harry, giving him a small hug. As she walked into the Great Hall doors, she couldn't help but think something bad was going to happen, or someone, maybe not necessarily her, had made the wrong choice.
Chapter Three: Limitations
Three days before the holidays, before people would be going home for Christmas, and Ginny was wondering whether she should have Draco come home or not. Her parents probably wouldn't like the fact that a Malfoy was in their presence, but they would have to get used to the idea. Right? Or maybe Draco wouldn't want to go because of what had happened last month?
As Ginny paced around the room, Hermione opened the door and Crookshanks was let in. Hermione sat lightly on the edge of Ginny's bed, watching and wondering what was wrong. Ginny suddenly stopped and looked at Hermione. "Do you think I should invite Draco over to the house for the holidays?"
"No!" Hermione said, without having to think about it. "It'd be chaos. I mean, Fred and George will be there! I'm sure you don't want to wake up finding your brothers accidentally killed your boyfriend."
Ginny looked serious at Hermione for a second. Rolling her eyes and groaning slightly, she turned on her heel and headed out the door, leaving Hermione there with Crookshanks.
As Ginny reached the backside of the portrait hole she stopped. Did she really want Draco to go? 'Of course I do!'' Ginny thought to herself. But what about Harry? He was going to be at the Burrow, too. 'Well, Harry can get over himself!'' Ginny shook her head. She would just have to ask Draco about it, hoping he knew what to do. Ginny turned around and grabbed her Gryffindor scarf that was lying on a table in the back of the room. Then she left to find Draco.
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Draco sat in a pile of snow by the lake, not wanting to get close to the frozen surface in fear it would break. It seemed that all the Slytherins knew about him and Ginny, and no one seemed very happy about it. Actually, no one was happy about it. When Draco tried to sit with them in the Great Hall during dinner, or during classes, anywhere, they would move. They shot him ice cold looks, talked about him behind his back. The only way he could solve this was if he broke up with Ginny, and he really didn't want to. She was all he needed, all he wanted, and to get his friends back he had to lose her. Draco found that more devastating than having no friends. But what about...?
"Draco!" Someone called his name from behind him. It was a girl's voice. 'Oh, God! Don't let it be Pansy! Please no, no, no!''
"Draco!" she said again. He turned around with a scared face on, but after he saw who it was, he smiled. "Draco, I wanted to ask you something." Ginny looked into the gray eyes of the once cold-hearted Slytherin. Then she shook her head and laughed. "This is going to seem pointless, but... Do you think you'd want to come over to my house and meet my family over the holidays? I mean, I've heard you were just going to stay here at the castle and..."
Draco sat looking at the ground for a few minutes, thinking about it. Would they like him? Would his parents be OK? Draco closed his eyes and pushed the thoughts away. He looked up to Ginny, a warm, loving look in his eyes and nodded. "Of course I want to..."
Ginny's questioning face broke out into a smile and she hugged the figure in front of her. "...Thank you, Draco..."
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Draco waited in a middle compartment on the train to Kings Cross Station, dressed to impress for what was coming up in the next few days. He had written to his mother to tell him he wouldn't be home this year, and not to tell his father, Lucius Malfoy, where he was. He got an owl back almost immediately saying to be good, and not to worry. Draco never did, his mother was a very respectable woman, and Draco could always trust her to come up with clever excuses for himself. And besides, Lucius was in Azkaban, it's not likely he would find out anyway.
Ginny opened the compartment door, peeking in. Draco was looking out the window and, apparently, had not heard the door opened. Ginny quietly shut the door and tiptoed behind him. Sitting down lightly, she could smell him, the way he always smelled, just the right amount of the perfect cologne.
Draco was sitting with his legs stretched out to reach the other side, an arm by the window and the other on the back of the chair. It reminded Ginny of a model, posing for a casual picture. The wrapped her arms around him and laid her head on his chest. As she did this, he looked to her. She had an angelic face, her red hair allowing her to stand out, to put more of a spotlight on her. She had a touch to her that made her face look a little childish, but when she smiled or laughed, even when she cried, it covered that childish fragment and replaced it with a well-grown teenager. Draco didn't deserve her, and he felt like he had stolen something that was rightfully someone else's.
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Once they had reached Kings Cross Station, Ginny grabbed hold of as much luggage as Draco would allow her to carry and stepped carefully off the train. Her mother was waiting right by the platform, as always, leading out into the muggle side of Kings Cross Station. She waved to them and hurried forward to get some of the baggage herself.
"Where's Harry, Hermione and Ron, Ginny?" Mrs. Weasley asked. "They did come on the train, didn't they?" Ginny quickly nodded her head. She didn't know where they were, but as far as she knew they had come, all of them. "Ok, well, here, Ginny, take these out, we have company cars out there waiting, though I don't know how your father talked them into to it today!" Ginny took the bags from her mother, her face reddening, and she had an embarrassed look on her face.
She turned to look at Draco. He seemed as ordinary as ever, not realizing that Ginny even felt a bit uncomfortable. That was probably a good thing, too.
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Once they all reached the Burrow, Mrs. Weasley told Draco that he would be sleeping in the same room as Harry and Ron. She warned him not to make them angry with him; she didn't want any fights broken out in her house just because of family and house rivalries. The amazing thing about this was that Mrs. Weasley hadn't acted like what both Ginny and Draco had expected her to.
During the time they had gotten to the Burrow until dinner was ready, Ginny and Draco stayed up in Ginny's room talking, sometimes sitting in silence just enjoying each other's company. The twins hadn't gotten there yet, but were supposed to be there before dinner was ready. Ginny could hear the sound of Ron and Harry playing Wizards Chest while telling Hermione to quit reading through her walls. She smiled as she felt Draco's fingers tracing the lines inside her palm.
"Ginny, dear..." Mrs. Weasley had come through the door, an exhausted expression upon her face. When she saw Draco, she smiled. "I was wondering if I could have a talk with your...quaint friend. Mr. Malfoy?"
Draco nodded his head and got up from Ginny's bed. He looked back at her before he quietly shut the door.
Mrs. Weasley lead Draco downstairs to the kitchen, where she was still finishing up dinner. She sighed as she heard a loud thump from upstairs in the twins' room. They were home.
"Mr. Malfoy-"
"Please, Mrs. Weasley, call me Draco." He put on a charming smile, hoping to impress her. It wasn't a very good thing if the one you love had parents who hated you.
"Alright then, Draco," Mrs. Weasley said, her voice stern. It reminded Draco of how Professor McGonagall had sounded their first year at Hogwarts. "I take it you're dating Ginny? Oh, don't answer that! Of course you are!" She laughed a little. "Well, I just wanted to warn you to be cautious about what you do. I am her mother and I, not to mention my husband, Arthur, will hurt you if you hurt her. She also has six older brothers, I'm sure you are aware of that. They, too, will hurt you."
"Oh, Mrs. Weasley, I'm all very well aware-"
"Now, I know you aren't very good friend with Harry, dear, but he's like a brother to her, too, and... well, he'd probably hurt you also." Mrs. Weasley laughed again. She must have been enjoying this.
"Mrs. Weasley," Draco said, in a voice that told her he didn't want to be interrupted. Probably not a good thing to do. "I will take very good care of Ginny, I promise you that. I'm not very much afraid of your sons, either. I don't think they will ever have a reason to harm me, anyway."
"Well, I think you ought to know," Mrs. Weasley turned and looked Draco in the eye. She had the same eyes as Ginny, except for, at this particular moment, they were cold eyes instead of warm, welcoming ones. "I do not think much of a man who is not wiser today than he was yesterday."
'At least you think I'm a man,' Draco thought to himself as he walked back up the stairs into Ginny's room. When he opened the door he was surprised to see Harry in there. "Potter."
"Malfoy." Harry glared at Draco. His eyes seemed to want to tell him, "fuck off" but he didn't find it fitting for the occasion; Ginny probably would have noticed something.
"I think this is good time to leave, Potter, before you make a fool of yourself." Draco smirked, a sense of fun glinting in his eyes.
Harry rolled his eyes. "Fine, I will," he muttered. He leaned forward and gave Ginny a kiss on the cheek then walked out of the door, giving Malfoy a death stare.
"I don't see why you two can't just be nice for once!" Ginny sighed. "Maybe that's what I should have asked for Christmas." She crossed her arms and leaned back, her face forming a childish pout.
Draco stared at his feet for a minute or so, thinking about what he should do. Malfoys didn't normally have to think about these things, but he didn't want to be an ass and act like his father.
"I'm sorry Ginny, it's just that it kind of pissed me off that Potter was in here when I came back and," Draco sighed. It was more than that. He feared Harry would be taking Ginny from him, stealing the only thing Draco had.
"You know, he has a first name, Draco... just like you." She rolled her eyes at him and walked out of the room, anger visible in her strides.
"Oh boy, I'm in trouble..." Draco muttered.
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A/N: Ok, well, that's chapter three! Hope ya like it, as always! Hope ya also don't think he "met the parents" too soon! And, this was supposed to get posted up on Christmas for you guys, as your gift! But I didn't have it finished, so sorry!
I'm gonna say thanks again to you guys for the reviews, always appreciated! Oh, and to DarkfireTails (who used to be AquasFlare!), thanks bunches! Did you know you are the only author on my favorite authors list? And your story ("Daughter of Darkness") is the only story on my favorite stories list! -lol!- And I'd love to help you get a title on that new story you've started! Oh, and! (My friend thinks I'm being biased right now. =P Am not! =D) Since you've got the longest review so far... I think, umm! I'm going to write a DH fic just for you! I've got tons of plot lines for DG fics. (I'm a big fan of that, can you tell?) I'll try something new! So thanks! And don't ever put yourself down! You're story is great! I mean, I must have read like thousands of stories, and you're the only one on my favorites list! You know, you could make a great play-write someday, a kind of comedy theme, too! Ok, better stop babbling now! -lol-