A/n: sorry about the delay. My computer froze and I had to get it fixed. Some stupid virus melted my hard drive. Grrrrr. Not to worry though, my dad fixed it up real nice, so without further ado, chapter four-
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Sometime, early in the morning Draco woke from a strange dream
about dancing under a full moon, with the unicorns. Ginny had been there too,
singing in Latin. She kept singing;
Ova je nas noc
Ova je nas sudbina
Mi su sto izabran to
Mi biti sto dirka to
Ova je nas noc
Nas Sudbina
He had no idea what it meant, but she looked right at him when she sang it.
He got up and walked quietly to the door, when he was out in the hall he listened
for sounds of others who might be awake.
Nothing.
The door to Ginny and Hermione's room opened just as he got to it. Ron stepped out,
looking at the ground.He saw Draco's feet and slowly looked up.
" Uh, hello Mal-Draco. I was just, I mean I uh..."
He put his hands up to stop Ron's rambling.
" Hey. Hey, whoa. You don't say anything, I won't." It seemed to dawn on Ron
that Draco was going into the room here HIS sister was.
" What do you think you're doing?"
It was Draco's turn to stutter and babble excuses.
" No, don't explain. Just don't do anything that will mean I have to kill you."
" Gottcha, no killer moves on your sister." Draco nodded with fake sincerity.
" I mean it Malfoy, no funny stuff." He went past him, back towards their room.
" Oh, and I fully expect you to be in your bed by morning."
Draco sighed and turned back to the door. He pushed it open and snuck quietly,
though quickly to Ginny's bed in the corner. Light streamed in from the window
and cast her in it's glow. His breath caught and he stood there for several moments.
He didn't really care that the look was way over done, because she looked great in
the silver light. He lowered himself to her bed, careful not to jostle her too much.
Getting under the sheets behind her was easier said then done, but he did it without
waking her. Her hand found his even in sleep as he put his arms around her.
He felt comfortable in like this, and for the first time in his life he felt like he was at home somewhere. It was a great feeling.
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" We could melt his ears."
" Fry his eyes."
" Turn his hair pink."
" Turn his skin blue."
" Make him eat Ginny's cooking."
" Fred! What a horrible thing to do to someone! I won't make someone do that.
Not even someone as evil as Malfoy."
" You're right. There must be something..."
" I've got it!"
" You thinking what I'm thinking?"
" Always dear brother. Always."
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" Good morning all. I must say I slept like a baby up there."
Draco sat down while everyone stared in shock.
" Draco...oh dear..." Ginny reached forward and touched his hair wincing.
" Oh, dear lord! George! Fred! This is your doing." Mrs. Weasley raised her
wand at them. " Turn his hair back to it's original color right now!"
" What?! What did they do to my hair?"
The two boys laughed and snorted so hard they fell out of their chairs and Draco
ran to the mirror in the living room.
" Oh...my...god..." Draco reached up and touched the bright red mass on his head.
It was still soft and fine, but it fluffed up more than his ever did. He looked like a
match stick.
Ginny touched his arm, " Don't worry, it's not permanent. Mum will make
them fix it. Come on."
He whimpered. " My hair...my beautiful, shiny hair. You don't know how long it
takes to fix my hair." His lower lip trembled in exaggeration.
He caught a glimpse of the twin who were just calming down.
" You...you heathens! Monsters! That's what you are! Monsters!" They looked
at each other and started another round of giggles.
" Come on Draco, I can fix it for you dear." Mrs. Weasley looked at her husband.
" You talk to those two."
Draco took another look at the twins and knew, this was war.
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Sometime, early in the morning Draco woke from a strange dream
about dancing under a full moon, with the unicorns. Ginny had been there too,
singing in Latin. She kept singing;
Ova je nas noc
Ova je nas sudbina
Mi su sto izabran to
Mi biti sto dirka to
Ova je nas noc
Nas Sudbina
He had no idea what it meant, but she looked right at him when she sang it.
He got up and walked quietly to the door, when he was out in the hall he listened
for sounds of others who might be awake.
Nothing.
The door to Ginny and Hermione's room opened just as he got to it. Ron stepped out,
looking at the ground.He saw Draco's feet and slowly looked up.
" Uh, hello Mal-Draco. I was just, I mean I uh..."
He put his hands up to stop Ron's rambling.
" Hey. Hey, whoa. You don't say anything, I won't." It seemed to dawn on Ron
that Draco was going into the room here HIS sister was.
" What do you think you're doing?"
It was Draco's turn to stutter and babble excuses.
" No, don't explain. Just don't do anything that will mean I have to kill you."
" Gottcha, no killer moves on your sister." Draco nodded with fake sincerity.
" I mean it Malfoy, no funny stuff." He went past him, back towards their room.
" Oh, and I fully expect you to be in your bed by morning."
Draco sighed and turned back to the door. He pushed it open and snuck quietly,
though quickly to Ginny's bed in the corner. Light streamed in from the window
and cast her in it's glow. His breath caught and he stood there for several moments.
He didn't really care that the look was way over done, because she looked great in
the silver light. He lowered himself to her bed, careful not to jostle her too much.
Getting under the sheets behind her was easier said then done, but he did it without
waking her. Her hand found his even in sleep as he put his arms around her.
He felt comfortable in like this, and for the first time in his life he felt like he was at home somewhere. It was a great feeling.
*********
" We could melt his ears."
" Fry his eyes."
" Turn his hair pink."
" Turn his skin blue."
" Make him eat Ginny's cooking."
" Fred! What a horrible thing to do to someone! I won't make someone do that.
Not even someone as evil as Malfoy."
" You're right. There must be something..."
" I've got it!"
" You thinking what I'm thinking?"
" Always dear brother. Always."
************
" Good morning all. I must say I slept like a baby up there."
Draco sat down while everyone stared in shock.
" Draco...oh dear..." Ginny reached forward and touched his hair wincing.
" Oh, dear lord! George! Fred! This is your doing." Mrs. Weasley raised her
wand at them. " Turn his hair back to it's original color right now!"
" What?! What did they do to my hair?"
The two boys laughed and snorted so hard they fell out of their chairs and Draco
ran to the mirror in the living room.
" Oh...my...god..." Draco reached up and touched the bright red mass on his head.
It was still soft and fine, but it fluffed up more than his ever did. He looked like a
match stick.
Ginny touched his arm, " Don't worry, it's not permanent. Mum will make
them fix it. Come on."
He whimpered. " My hair...my beautiful, shiny hair. You don't know how long it
takes to fix my hair." His lower lip trembled in exaggeration.
He caught a glimpse of the twin who were just calming down.
" You...you heathens! Monsters! That's what you are! Monsters!" They looked
at each other and started another round of giggles.
" Come on Draco, I can fix it for you dear." Mrs. Weasley looked at her husband.
" You talk to those two."
Draco took another look at the twins and knew, this was war.