As My Guitar Gently Weeps
It was a cool summers day at the Malfoy Manor. A melodic tune was heard from one of the many large rooms as Draco Malfoy sang softly to the tune he played on his beloved guitar. In the kitchen, Narcissa Malfoy washed the dishes, her beautiful snow blonde hair tied back in a ponytail. Through the open window above the sink, an owl flew in carrying a large envelope. Narcissa smiled.
"Thank you Sango." Narcissa said removing the envolope from Sango's beak. She quickly opened the letter and read.
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Dear Narcissa,
Hello old friend. I'll get to the point. My daughter Hermione is intrested in some guitar lessons. From your previous letters, I have come to the understanding that your son is an excellent guitar player. Mabye he could teach her. However, I've heard many . . . negative comments about young Draco from my Hermione. But that time you sent me a get well card when I was ill, what Draco wrote in the card, well, it makes me doubt hes such a bad person. It would be good to get them more aquinted with one another. Of course, I have yet to tell Mione about the posibility of Draco being her teacher. Please owl me with an awnser.
-Emily Granger
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"Are you still looking for guitar lessons mom?"
Emily nodded and after hanging a few more newly washed clothes in Miones closet, left Hermione Granger alone in her small bedroom. Hermione lept on the comfy bed and lay there. What Mione hadn't told her mother is that the only reason she wanted lessons was to impress Harry Potter, the-boy-who-lived. Why guitar you ask? Because Ravenclaw Cho Chang could play guitar, and Harry fancied Cho. And Mione fancied Harry. See the problem? Hermione sighed. Her thoughts were inturupted by the sound of the doorbell and then came the sound of her fathers voice. She could her her mother greeting him as he kissed her on the cheek. Mione grinned. She loved her father more than anything. She then sat up and ran to the door.
"Hows my little girl??"Peter Granger said merrily as he embraced her into a hug. Hermione was acting like a little girl, she knew that. But she just loved him so much. Her loving, caring, understanding father.
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Draco scowled. He just hated him so much. His evil, cruel, abusive father. Lucius Malfoy had returned from work at the Ministry. Draco imeadeatly stuffed the guitar beneath the bed. He mentaly counted 1....2...3 "STUPID WOMAN!!" "ITS NOT MY FAULT!!!" "CAN'T YOU DO ANYTHING RIGHT???" "LUCIUS!!!!!"
"Right on cue." Draco muttered. Sango hooted as if in agreement. Draco sighed, clambered onto bed, and pulled the covers over him. 'I'm getting tired of this...' Was Draco's last thought before he drifted into a slumber.
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It was a cool summers evening as Emily sat in her bed reading her favorite book, Lord Of The Rings. She heard the flapping of wings and soon enough Mione's owl flew through the window carrying Narcissa's reply letter.Emily noted Narcissa's wobbly writing.
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-Hey Emily
Of course we'll accept Hermione. And don't worry about their little rivalry, I'll just threaten to cut down Draco's allowance. If your not doing anything tommorow night, you can drop her off at the Malfoy Manor at say, 5:00 pm??
Love,
Narcissa
f
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So the next morning Emily told Hermione about the lessons (Leaving the name Malfoy out of it) And that night her mom drove her over to the manor.
"Wow." Mione commented,"This place is really big."
Emily just nodded. So the two got out of the car, went to the door, and rung the doorbell. Narcissa awnsered. Hermione looked Narcissa over. Mione could've sworn she'd seen this woman before. Their moms instantly hugged.
"Hermione dear, this is one of my oldest friends, Narcissa."
Hermione smiled and said a weak "Hello". Now she knew she'd seen the woman before, that sounded so familiar. But she just could'nt put a finger on it.
"My sons room is this way." Narcissa gestured for them to follow her. After what seemed like an eternity, they reached a door. Narcissa opened it. Miones eyes grew wide.
"Malfoy?!"
TBC
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ (A/N) Well, what'dya think? Review plz!!
It was a cool summers day at the Malfoy Manor. A melodic tune was heard from one of the many large rooms as Draco Malfoy sang softly to the tune he played on his beloved guitar. In the kitchen, Narcissa Malfoy washed the dishes, her beautiful snow blonde hair tied back in a ponytail. Through the open window above the sink, an owl flew in carrying a large envelope. Narcissa smiled.
"Thank you Sango." Narcissa said removing the envolope from Sango's beak. She quickly opened the letter and read.
~*~
Dear Narcissa,
Hello old friend. I'll get to the point. My daughter Hermione is intrested in some guitar lessons. From your previous letters, I have come to the understanding that your son is an excellent guitar player. Mabye he could teach her. However, I've heard many . . . negative comments about young Draco from my Hermione. But that time you sent me a get well card when I was ill, what Draco wrote in the card, well, it makes me doubt hes such a bad person. It would be good to get them more aquinted with one another. Of course, I have yet to tell Mione about the posibility of Draco being her teacher. Please owl me with an awnser.
-Emily Granger
~*~
"Are you still looking for guitar lessons mom?"
Emily nodded and after hanging a few more newly washed clothes in Miones closet, left Hermione Granger alone in her small bedroom. Hermione lept on the comfy bed and lay there. What Mione hadn't told her mother is that the only reason she wanted lessons was to impress Harry Potter, the-boy-who-lived. Why guitar you ask? Because Ravenclaw Cho Chang could play guitar, and Harry fancied Cho. And Mione fancied Harry. See the problem? Hermione sighed. Her thoughts were inturupted by the sound of the doorbell and then came the sound of her fathers voice. She could her her mother greeting him as he kissed her on the cheek. Mione grinned. She loved her father more than anything. She then sat up and ran to the door.
"Hows my little girl??"Peter Granger said merrily as he embraced her into a hug. Hermione was acting like a little girl, she knew that. But she just loved him so much. Her loving, caring, understanding father.
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Draco scowled. He just hated him so much. His evil, cruel, abusive father. Lucius Malfoy had returned from work at the Ministry. Draco imeadeatly stuffed the guitar beneath the bed. He mentaly counted 1....2...3 "STUPID WOMAN!!" "ITS NOT MY FAULT!!!" "CAN'T YOU DO ANYTHING RIGHT???" "LUCIUS!!!!!"
"Right on cue." Draco muttered. Sango hooted as if in agreement. Draco sighed, clambered onto bed, and pulled the covers over him. 'I'm getting tired of this...' Was Draco's last thought before he drifted into a slumber.
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It was a cool summers evening as Emily sat in her bed reading her favorite book, Lord Of The Rings. She heard the flapping of wings and soon enough Mione's owl flew through the window carrying Narcissa's reply letter.Emily noted Narcissa's wobbly writing.
~*~
-Hey Emily
Of course we'll accept Hermione. And don't worry about their little rivalry, I'll just threaten to cut down Draco's allowance. If your not doing anything tommorow night, you can drop her off at the Malfoy Manor at say, 5:00 pm??
Love,
Narcissa
f
~*~
So the next morning Emily told Hermione about the lessons (Leaving the name Malfoy out of it) And that night her mom drove her over to the manor.
"Wow." Mione commented,"This place is really big."
Emily just nodded. So the two got out of the car, went to the door, and rung the doorbell. Narcissa awnsered. Hermione looked Narcissa over. Mione could've sworn she'd seen this woman before. Their moms instantly hugged.
"Hermione dear, this is one of my oldest friends, Narcissa."
Hermione smiled and said a weak "Hello". Now she knew she'd seen the woman before, that sounded so familiar. But she just could'nt put a finger on it.
"My sons room is this way." Narcissa gestured for them to follow her. After what seemed like an eternity, they reached a door. Narcissa opened it. Miones eyes grew wide.
"Malfoy?!"
TBC
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ (A/N) Well, what'dya think? Review plz!!