(A/N: REST IN PEACE SIRIUS
BLACK!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!)
Do's, Don'ts and Home comings
"Damn, damn , double damn! Why does ruffles have to be such a friggin'...................(she looked at the boy who was desperately trying to stop singing) Oh sorry, Finis Quietus!" Draco kept rubbing his throat, he then turned and glared at Ashley.
"Night, RUN!" He managed to say with his voice horse from the spell. The Gryffindor gave her boyfriend a quick kiss on the cheek and sped off towards Hogwarts. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ ~~~~
" Hi Ginny, Bye Ginny!" the girl sped passed the red head who was about to leave the common room.
"Ash, Why are you....................What did you do and who did you do it to?" The Vampire stopped half way up the stairs that lead to the girls dorm.
"Virginia Louise Weasley, Why do you assume that every time I'm running like a mad woman it's because I've done something, or have said something or have pulled a prank on someone? Why can't you ever assume it's because I'm exercising or running to get attention for a global issue or maybe doing it for a cause? which reminds me if umm......if anyone asks for me I'm............I've.........Just say I'm gone. No-no, don't say that, say you haven't seen me at all, okay? Adios." Ginny shook her head with a knowing smile on her face. Her friend wasn't up to any good again. The portrait swung open allowing her to leave, yet as she stepped out she came face to face with the last person she expected to see, Draco Malfoy.
" Vir....Gi.....We......How have you been? I've.......you......you're beautiful." The Slytherin said as he gasped for air after losing his breath chasing Ashley.
"Malfoy.......That .......... I didn't know..........What are you doing here? And it's Weasley to you." The boy clutched his side feeling a sharp pain stinging in both there and his heart. He couldn't tell if it was because of the run or the red head's words.
"Why are we addressing each other with our family names? Why must we? I know I acted like a prat that night. I wanted to app......app..well you know and you just changed. I know I was a complete shit, and a wanker and a jerk and a............feel free to stop me any time. But I just want to say that I L-L-L care for you very much and if we gave this a second-" But she cut him off.
"No Malfoy, I'm not your back up shag or a toy for your entertainment, I can't believe I started to .......... and I honestly thought you........................uggh! no your 'caring' came too late. I'm with Harry now and I'm............I'm ha-happy. I've got to go he's waiting for me." She was about to walk away but he grabbed her arm.
"We're not finished talking here." He all but pleaded. Ginny eyes went from her arm to his face. She harshly pulled her arm from his grip.
"No we are more then done. Good-bye Malfoy." And she headed off to the castle grounds.
"Gin is he ...................Oh shi............" The vampire tried to blink but the boy managed to latch on in time.
"Let go Malfoy ! Let go now!" She had blinked to her room and then to the common room to which she had managed to get him to release her, and quickly blinked back to safety.
The boy sat there on the floor after being pushed off the girl he was trying to strangle. He sat there for quite some time until he heard some one clear their throat. Actually he heard a lot of someones' gasp and clear their throats. In had entered a group of first and second years.
"Uh Mister Malfoy sir, If I may ask sir, why are you in here? Aren't, umm, aren't Slytherin's not allowed to come in?" A round faced second year spoke up nervously after being pushed forward by a first year girl. The young girl oddly resembled the Creevy brothers, and Draco had the aching suspicion she was as annoying as them as well.
"WHO DO YOU THINK YOU ARE TO BE QUESTIONING MY ACTIONS FILTHY GRYFF?" The Blonde asked the already frightened and he could see, angered boy. The second year puffed out his chest proudly, trying to suppress any trace of nervousness from his facial features.
"J-Jonathan T-Typhoon S-Serrano. Sir. A second year, Sir." Draco smirked, the boy attempted in vein to give out of air of superiority. He then glared at the whimpering girl behind him. His smirked stretched in to a sly smile, if that could be called a smile.
"And you must be a Creevy? Why are you cowering girl? Couldn't ask me your self why I was here, had to send your boyfriend?" The small mousy blonde girl peered over Jonathan's shoulder. Her brown eyes watery and wide transfixed on the Slytherin.
"Y-y-y-your r-r-r-right sir. Evelyn Creevy sir. A-a-and He volunteered sir." she began to sob. Her wailing filled the common room and irritated Draco so much that her pointed her wand at her.
"M-m-m-alfoy you will not hurt her!" Jonathan defiantly stood in front of the girl and shut his eyes, bracing him self for what ever was to come. At that moment his prayers where answered, in entered Hermione, closely followed by Ron. Instantly seeing Malfoy in their tower, wand drawn, they parted the crowd, wands in hand ready to charge at the Slytherin.
"Leave now Malfoy, before you have a more vivid memory of your fourth year transfiguration. Now." The sixth Weasley child addressed the boy before him calmer then he had in pervious occasions. Though usually the Weasley temper flared with in him, Hermione had had a subduing effect on his dangerously high and at times rash reaction to any Malfoy.
" Your saved this time Mu-Granger, you as well Weasel, but rest assure, next time you won't be as lucky. " Draco pocketed his wand, and left. His only thought now was that this was going to be one dreadful holiday. The younger students let out a collective sigh of relief, as they went about business as usual. Ashley cautiously descended the stairs and looked around to room, searching if the Slytherin had left. When she was sure he had, she headed out the tower and to the owlery.
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The train ride home wasn't as pleasant as Ginny had hoped. She was plagued by thoughts, while mounting the carriages she thought she saw her best friend approach Malfoy, but she knew that was ridiculous. Then when they had reached the Hogsmeade rail station, she swore she had seen a glimpse of platinum blonde head towards the cart that contained her friends baggage. But as she sat looking out the window at the quickly changing landscape hearing the cheerful and noisy chatter of her friends, any thought of Malfoy and her dorm mate speaking with out a fight to the death or bloodshed became impossible. As for him meddling with the baggage, one of Ashley's many pranks slash protection spells would've gone off, and seeing that Draco was not walking around with a third eye, or a nose that would rival Pinocchio's, she merely shrugged the idea off. Yet something still irked her, though it had been a fleeting occurrence of the mind, that maybe the vampire and the Slytherin were in some way involved. At first she had laughed it off, but then again, she thought, she was living proof there was a thin line between love and hate.
Upon agreeing to keep in touch over the Christmas holiday, well actually it had been more a trade of information between Draco and Ashley, whom had made each other promise they were going to exchange information. Ashley was to report about the red head's words, thoughts, actions, moves etc. and the Slytherin had to tell her anything he could get on /out of his cousin. Malfoy blankly stared out the window at the ever changing scenery. Soft delicate snowflakes seemed to float aimlessly in the air as he envisioned Ginny. Her sweet plump limps, her sinful curves, everything and anything he had taken for granted when he was able to hold her in his arms. He was being watched though, by the glowing hazel eyes of his cousin. Eyes that gave a small taste of the true poison that was kept in the girl's soul.
"A sickle for your thoughts" The elder Malfoy turned to face the girl who had interrupted his latest daydream. He shook his head.
"No, no thoughts, just plans." The female blonde smirked
" Is that so? Tell me about these so called plans. Do they involve this girl whom your obliviously are in love with?" Draco snickered.
"Love? Ha! What could YOU possibly know about love and what someone in love looks like?" She gave him a menacing glare.
"Love, my dear Eddy, is an illusion that seduces young minds to doing stupid and careless things in it's name. LOVE, as you freely say that damning word, cousin , has turned an already pathetic excuse for a Malfoy into something reminiscent to the nature of those mud-blood and muggle loving, poor, filthy Weasleys." He restrained him self from attacking her since she was still part vampire and had something he himself didn't for quite some time now, his father's favor.
"DO NOT COMPARE ME TO THOSE BOTTOM DWELLING FRECKLED RATS, Lissette!" The girl smiled wickedly with the satisfaction of making her cousin livid and hitting a nerve. Yet when she caught a reflection of her self in the window, her smile faded. Sooner or later her secret would come out, then she would be disowned and will have fallen from grace.
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" Oh my children, my children have come home." The warm and loving voice of Molly Weasley could be heard over the chaotic chatter of Platform 9 and 3/4. The plump woman rushed over and engulfed all five Gryffindors in a bone crushing hug. Bill and Charlie tried their best to pry their mother's arms from the suffocating embrace as they had taken note that some of them had turned an alarming shade of blue and purple.
"Mum-Mum! Can't breathe!" Ron managed out gasping for air. Mrs. Weasley released them all and they all sucked in as much oxygen as they could, to which their lungs stung at the sharp intake of air. The woman began to fuss over her three adoptive children saying things like ' need to fatten you up', 'My how you've grown dear' and 'you must give me this cloak to make the necessary repairs.' Ginny was delighted to see her friend so happy, like Harry, she knew that Ashley hadn't had a happy child hood. As much as she had let on that she was okay, everyone knew otherwise.
The Night family had a cold demeanor and their loveless house could rival the Malfoy's, yet understandably, Vampire's did not believe in family or warmth. Almost on cue with her thoughts, Harry wrapped his arm around her, and both watched as Mrs. Weasley arm hung around Ashley's shoulder whom returned the gesture.
At the Burrow, they were greeted by Fred and George who had been left to finish cooking dinner, but by the amount of smoke and their mothers shriek, something told them the twins hadn't done a good job. This only meant one thing, they were to dine in the Leaky Cauldron tonight.
Do's, Don'ts and Home comings
"Damn, damn , double damn! Why does ruffles have to be such a friggin'...................(she looked at the boy who was desperately trying to stop singing) Oh sorry, Finis Quietus!" Draco kept rubbing his throat, he then turned and glared at Ashley.
"Night, RUN!" He managed to say with his voice horse from the spell. The Gryffindor gave her boyfriend a quick kiss on the cheek and sped off towards Hogwarts. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ ~~~~
" Hi Ginny, Bye Ginny!" the girl sped passed the red head who was about to leave the common room.
"Ash, Why are you....................What did you do and who did you do it to?" The Vampire stopped half way up the stairs that lead to the girls dorm.
"Virginia Louise Weasley, Why do you assume that every time I'm running like a mad woman it's because I've done something, or have said something or have pulled a prank on someone? Why can't you ever assume it's because I'm exercising or running to get attention for a global issue or maybe doing it for a cause? which reminds me if umm......if anyone asks for me I'm............I've.........Just say I'm gone. No-no, don't say that, say you haven't seen me at all, okay? Adios." Ginny shook her head with a knowing smile on her face. Her friend wasn't up to any good again. The portrait swung open allowing her to leave, yet as she stepped out she came face to face with the last person she expected to see, Draco Malfoy.
" Vir....Gi.....We......How have you been? I've.......you......you're beautiful." The Slytherin said as he gasped for air after losing his breath chasing Ashley.
"Malfoy.......That .......... I didn't know..........What are you doing here? And it's Weasley to you." The boy clutched his side feeling a sharp pain stinging in both there and his heart. He couldn't tell if it was because of the run or the red head's words.
"Why are we addressing each other with our family names? Why must we? I know I acted like a prat that night. I wanted to app......app..well you know and you just changed. I know I was a complete shit, and a wanker and a jerk and a............feel free to stop me any time. But I just want to say that I L-L-L care for you very much and if we gave this a second-" But she cut him off.
"No Malfoy, I'm not your back up shag or a toy for your entertainment, I can't believe I started to .......... and I honestly thought you........................uggh! no your 'caring' came too late. I'm with Harry now and I'm............I'm ha-happy. I've got to go he's waiting for me." She was about to walk away but he grabbed her arm.
"We're not finished talking here." He all but pleaded. Ginny eyes went from her arm to his face. She harshly pulled her arm from his grip.
"No we are more then done. Good-bye Malfoy." And she headed off to the castle grounds.
"Gin is he ...................Oh shi............" The vampire tried to blink but the boy managed to latch on in time.
"Let go Malfoy ! Let go now!" She had blinked to her room and then to the common room to which she had managed to get him to release her, and quickly blinked back to safety.
The boy sat there on the floor after being pushed off the girl he was trying to strangle. He sat there for quite some time until he heard some one clear their throat. Actually he heard a lot of someones' gasp and clear their throats. In had entered a group of first and second years.
"Uh Mister Malfoy sir, If I may ask sir, why are you in here? Aren't, umm, aren't Slytherin's not allowed to come in?" A round faced second year spoke up nervously after being pushed forward by a first year girl. The young girl oddly resembled the Creevy brothers, and Draco had the aching suspicion she was as annoying as them as well.
"WHO DO YOU THINK YOU ARE TO BE QUESTIONING MY ACTIONS FILTHY GRYFF?" The Blonde asked the already frightened and he could see, angered boy. The second year puffed out his chest proudly, trying to suppress any trace of nervousness from his facial features.
"J-Jonathan T-Typhoon S-Serrano. Sir. A second year, Sir." Draco smirked, the boy attempted in vein to give out of air of superiority. He then glared at the whimpering girl behind him. His smirked stretched in to a sly smile, if that could be called a smile.
"And you must be a Creevy? Why are you cowering girl? Couldn't ask me your self why I was here, had to send your boyfriend?" The small mousy blonde girl peered over Jonathan's shoulder. Her brown eyes watery and wide transfixed on the Slytherin.
"Y-y-y-your r-r-r-right sir. Evelyn Creevy sir. A-a-and He volunteered sir." she began to sob. Her wailing filled the common room and irritated Draco so much that her pointed her wand at her.
"M-m-m-alfoy you will not hurt her!" Jonathan defiantly stood in front of the girl and shut his eyes, bracing him self for what ever was to come. At that moment his prayers where answered, in entered Hermione, closely followed by Ron. Instantly seeing Malfoy in their tower, wand drawn, they parted the crowd, wands in hand ready to charge at the Slytherin.
"Leave now Malfoy, before you have a more vivid memory of your fourth year transfiguration. Now." The sixth Weasley child addressed the boy before him calmer then he had in pervious occasions. Though usually the Weasley temper flared with in him, Hermione had had a subduing effect on his dangerously high and at times rash reaction to any Malfoy.
" Your saved this time Mu-Granger, you as well Weasel, but rest assure, next time you won't be as lucky. " Draco pocketed his wand, and left. His only thought now was that this was going to be one dreadful holiday. The younger students let out a collective sigh of relief, as they went about business as usual. Ashley cautiously descended the stairs and looked around to room, searching if the Slytherin had left. When she was sure he had, she headed out the tower and to the owlery.
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The train ride home wasn't as pleasant as Ginny had hoped. She was plagued by thoughts, while mounting the carriages she thought she saw her best friend approach Malfoy, but she knew that was ridiculous. Then when they had reached the Hogsmeade rail station, she swore she had seen a glimpse of platinum blonde head towards the cart that contained her friends baggage. But as she sat looking out the window at the quickly changing landscape hearing the cheerful and noisy chatter of her friends, any thought of Malfoy and her dorm mate speaking with out a fight to the death or bloodshed became impossible. As for him meddling with the baggage, one of Ashley's many pranks slash protection spells would've gone off, and seeing that Draco was not walking around with a third eye, or a nose that would rival Pinocchio's, she merely shrugged the idea off. Yet something still irked her, though it had been a fleeting occurrence of the mind, that maybe the vampire and the Slytherin were in some way involved. At first she had laughed it off, but then again, she thought, she was living proof there was a thin line between love and hate.
Upon agreeing to keep in touch over the Christmas holiday, well actually it had been more a trade of information between Draco and Ashley, whom had made each other promise they were going to exchange information. Ashley was to report about the red head's words, thoughts, actions, moves etc. and the Slytherin had to tell her anything he could get on /out of his cousin. Malfoy blankly stared out the window at the ever changing scenery. Soft delicate snowflakes seemed to float aimlessly in the air as he envisioned Ginny. Her sweet plump limps, her sinful curves, everything and anything he had taken for granted when he was able to hold her in his arms. He was being watched though, by the glowing hazel eyes of his cousin. Eyes that gave a small taste of the true poison that was kept in the girl's soul.
"A sickle for your thoughts" The elder Malfoy turned to face the girl who had interrupted his latest daydream. He shook his head.
"No, no thoughts, just plans." The female blonde smirked
" Is that so? Tell me about these so called plans. Do they involve this girl whom your obliviously are in love with?" Draco snickered.
"Love? Ha! What could YOU possibly know about love and what someone in love looks like?" She gave him a menacing glare.
"Love, my dear Eddy, is an illusion that seduces young minds to doing stupid and careless things in it's name. LOVE, as you freely say that damning word, cousin , has turned an already pathetic excuse for a Malfoy into something reminiscent to the nature of those mud-blood and muggle loving, poor, filthy Weasleys." He restrained him self from attacking her since she was still part vampire and had something he himself didn't for quite some time now, his father's favor.
"DO NOT COMPARE ME TO THOSE BOTTOM DWELLING FRECKLED RATS, Lissette!" The girl smiled wickedly with the satisfaction of making her cousin livid and hitting a nerve. Yet when she caught a reflection of her self in the window, her smile faded. Sooner or later her secret would come out, then she would be disowned and will have fallen from grace.
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" Oh my children, my children have come home." The warm and loving voice of Molly Weasley could be heard over the chaotic chatter of Platform 9 and 3/4. The plump woman rushed over and engulfed all five Gryffindors in a bone crushing hug. Bill and Charlie tried their best to pry their mother's arms from the suffocating embrace as they had taken note that some of them had turned an alarming shade of blue and purple.
"Mum-Mum! Can't breathe!" Ron managed out gasping for air. Mrs. Weasley released them all and they all sucked in as much oxygen as they could, to which their lungs stung at the sharp intake of air. The woman began to fuss over her three adoptive children saying things like ' need to fatten you up', 'My how you've grown dear' and 'you must give me this cloak to make the necessary repairs.' Ginny was delighted to see her friend so happy, like Harry, she knew that Ashley hadn't had a happy child hood. As much as she had let on that she was okay, everyone knew otherwise.
The Night family had a cold demeanor and their loveless house could rival the Malfoy's, yet understandably, Vampire's did not believe in family or warmth. Almost on cue with her thoughts, Harry wrapped his arm around her, and both watched as Mrs. Weasley arm hung around Ashley's shoulder whom returned the gesture.
At the Burrow, they were greeted by Fred and George who had been left to finish cooking dinner, but by the amount of smoke and their mothers shriek, something told them the twins hadn't done a good job. This only meant one thing, they were to dine in the Leaky Cauldron tonight.