Chapter 2- The Truth
"Jennifer Kathryn Weasley!" Mrs. Weasley yelled.
"Yes, mum?" Ginny replied a little too calmly.
"W-w-what did you do?"
"Um, what are you referring to?"Ginny asked.
"Do not play stupid you silly girl. You're face ...you don't have freckles and you're hair...it's not red." Mrs. Weasley replied.
"Oh, that, um, hair dye and a potion," Ginny said.
"Gin, what were you thinking?" Ron asked.
"I was thinking I didn't want to look like the whole family...I wanted to like me."
"Jennifer, you have red hair and freckles. You may no longer look like the rest of the family, but you don't look like yourself either." Mrs. Weasley said.
"Since when do you call me by Jennifer?" Ginny asked. "I've been trying to get you to call me that for years and you've always said that it would be hard to switch from Ginny cause you've called me that for so long."
"Er, um, uh," Mrs. Weasley stammered. "That's not the point. Stop trying to change the subject."
"Ok, fine. You want the truth? Here's the truth. I'm so fucking sick and tired of being picked on at school for looking like every other Weasley. The Weasley's are beyond not cool.I'M SELLING OUT ON THE FAMILY!! ARE YOU FUCKING HAPPY WITH THAT EXCUSE?" Ginny yelled and then with tears filling her eyes stomped out of the kitchen without dinner.
"Eh-uh-um-er, Mrs. Weasley muttered in frustration. "Eat your dinner boys," she said to her other children and Harry putting on a very forced fake smile.
Draco Malfoy was packing his school things when he heard a knock on his bedroom door.
"Come in," he called.
"Hello, Draco," said Mrs. Malfoy as she took a seat on the edge of Draco's bed.
"Hello," he replied shortly.
"Packing for school?" She asked.
"Yes."
"That's nice."
"Eh."
"I just wanted to say good-bye. I'll be gone in the morning."
"Bye." Draco said.
"Mmm. The Dark Lord has called me back to his services and I'll be reporting to him and I won't be home until the summer. You can stay at school or come home for Christmas, but I won't be here just to let you know." Mrs. Malfoy said.
"Right."
"See you next summer dear."
"Sure." Draco said and his mother got up and left the room.
He had been short with his mother since his father had received the kiss. Seeing her sort of made him sick. He knew that she had been cheating on his father for years , not that he had even particularly liked his father, but when his mother was unaffected by his father's... whatever you would call it...it had made him angry.
Draco finished packing and then got in bed. He lay there for hours thinking about what this year would be like, how much he hated his mother, what it was like for his father...not having a soul. And just about everything you could imagine. Eventually he drifted off to sleep.
Ginny lay in her bed crying. She had never wanted to let her mother know about the teasing that she suffered at school but it had all just come out in her anger.
She remembered the tone in her mother's voice when she yelled Ginny's name. Her mother hadn't called her by Jennifer for as long as she could remember.
'But I don't care.' Ginny thought to herself.
The tears falling from her eyes told that her thought was untrue. Within a few minutes Ginny had cried herself to sleep. Authors Note: Sorry another short one... I know. The next one will be longer.
"Jennifer Kathryn Weasley!" Mrs. Weasley yelled.
"Yes, mum?" Ginny replied a little too calmly.
"W-w-what did you do?"
"Um, what are you referring to?"Ginny asked.
"Do not play stupid you silly girl. You're face ...you don't have freckles and you're hair...it's not red." Mrs. Weasley replied.
"Oh, that, um, hair dye and a potion," Ginny said.
"Gin, what were you thinking?" Ron asked.
"I was thinking I didn't want to look like the whole family...I wanted to like me."
"Jennifer, you have red hair and freckles. You may no longer look like the rest of the family, but you don't look like yourself either." Mrs. Weasley said.
"Since when do you call me by Jennifer?" Ginny asked. "I've been trying to get you to call me that for years and you've always said that it would be hard to switch from Ginny cause you've called me that for so long."
"Er, um, uh," Mrs. Weasley stammered. "That's not the point. Stop trying to change the subject."
"Ok, fine. You want the truth? Here's the truth. I'm so fucking sick and tired of being picked on at school for looking like every other Weasley. The Weasley's are beyond not cool.I'M SELLING OUT ON THE FAMILY!! ARE YOU FUCKING HAPPY WITH THAT EXCUSE?" Ginny yelled and then with tears filling her eyes stomped out of the kitchen without dinner.
"Eh-uh-um-er, Mrs. Weasley muttered in frustration. "Eat your dinner boys," she said to her other children and Harry putting on a very forced fake smile.
Draco Malfoy was packing his school things when he heard a knock on his bedroom door.
"Come in," he called.
"Hello, Draco," said Mrs. Malfoy as she took a seat on the edge of Draco's bed.
"Hello," he replied shortly.
"Packing for school?" She asked.
"Yes."
"That's nice."
"Eh."
"I just wanted to say good-bye. I'll be gone in the morning."
"Bye." Draco said.
"Mmm. The Dark Lord has called me back to his services and I'll be reporting to him and I won't be home until the summer. You can stay at school or come home for Christmas, but I won't be here just to let you know." Mrs. Malfoy said.
"Right."
"See you next summer dear."
"Sure." Draco said and his mother got up and left the room.
He had been short with his mother since his father had received the kiss. Seeing her sort of made him sick. He knew that she had been cheating on his father for years , not that he had even particularly liked his father, but when his mother was unaffected by his father's... whatever you would call it...it had made him angry.
Draco finished packing and then got in bed. He lay there for hours thinking about what this year would be like, how much he hated his mother, what it was like for his father...not having a soul. And just about everything you could imagine. Eventually he drifted off to sleep.
Ginny lay in her bed crying. She had never wanted to let her mother know about the teasing that she suffered at school but it had all just come out in her anger.
She remembered the tone in her mother's voice when she yelled Ginny's name. Her mother hadn't called her by Jennifer for as long as she could remember.
'But I don't care.' Ginny thought to herself.
The tears falling from her eyes told that her thought was untrue. Within a few minutes Ginny had cried herself to sleep. Authors Note: Sorry another short one... I know. The next one will be longer.