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CHAPTER 4: The Letter
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Arthur Weasley sat at the kitchen table scarfing down a quick breakfast of bacon and eggs that Molly had made for him that morning.
"Arthur, honestly. Gods forbid that you actually take time to chew your food."
"Sorry Molly dear. But I'm already late as it is. If I don't get to the office in 10 minutes they'll have my job. I know Malfoy's in Azkaban, but you know how quick the Ministry would try to swipe that away from us, Dumbledore supporters and all, and seeing as it's the only thing that keeps us going."
"I guess your right. But they really shouldn't work you this hard. I mean you didn't get home till 1:00 in the morning last night, and here you are at 5:00 on your way out the door again. I hardly ever see you anymore Arthur."
"I know Molly and I'm truly sorry. But ever since I was demoted Minister of Magic to Auror. Not that I'm complaining much, although I do miss working with all those muggle inventions. I never really got to understand the function of a macro-waving oven."
"Arthur you're rambling again. Getting back to the point. There have been more raids in the past month than there have been in the past 5 years combined! I'm scared Arthur." Mrs. Weasley looked at her husband and her eyes began to fill with tears. Mr. Weaslel went to her and embraced her.
"Molly, u know I love you and I'd never let anything happen to you, or our family. You know that don't you?"
"Oh course I know that. I'm worried that something will happen to you." Mr. Weasley looked into her eyes.
"I can't promise you that nothing will happen to me. But I can promise you that what I'm dong is the right thing, and that I'll try my hardest to keep you and myself safe from whatever might be gong on."
"Where would I be without you." Molly asked rhetorically. They stood there in each others embrace for a while, until Mr. Weasley looked at the clock grabbed his bag, kissed Molly on the cheek and headed out the door.
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Ginny sat at lunch staring off into space with a dazed look on her face (AN: hey that rhymes! God I'm so bored. Lmao).
Did that really happen last night? Did Harry really kiss me or was just another dream?
If it was a dream than why did it feel so wrong?
I honestly have no idea.
She didn't even notice when a tawny owl swooped down and dropped a black envelope onto the still empty plate in front of her. It was Tarah who brought her out of her daze
"What's that?" she asked pointing at the envelope. "I thought post was only came in the mornings."
"So did I."
"Well open it." Ginny reached down and picked up the envelope. Several pairs of eyes were on her as she slowly opened the letter. She quickly glanced through the parchment in her hand and all color drained from her face.
"What is it?" Tarah asked, her eyes filled with concern. Ginny just managed to mumble something to her friend before the parchment fell from her hands and she collapsed onto the floor. Tarah quickly grabbed the parchment off the floor, skimmed through it and handed it to Colin. Colin stuffed it in his jean pocket before anyone else could read it. He had also heard what Ginny said, and didn't think anyone else had the right to know until Ginny told them herself. Together, Tarah and Colin then pulled Ginny up by the arms and helped her back up to Gryffindor Tower.
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2 Weeks had passed and there had been no sign of Ginny. The students of Hogwarts had all managed to come up with a reason for her absence, though none, of course, were true. Draco knew that she was in his advanced transfiguration class, but he hadn't seen her since he saw her faint in the Great hall when she had gotten that letter, and he hated to admit it but he was starting to get worried.
However this Monday morning she showed up for class. She looked tired and beaten down but went to her desk beside Colin (AN: ok Colin's a 7th year in this fic, just go with it, lol), and across the aisle from Draco. As soon as she sat down, the whispers started. She took no notice of it, dipped her quill into her bottle of ink and began to copy the notes she had gotten from Colin.
"I heard she got dumped by some guy from Beauxbaton." Said a Slytherin girl sitting behind Draco, "spent the whole two weeks in her room sulking. What do you think Draco?"
"Personally? There are several things wrong with your story. First of all, how the hell would Ginny have a boyfriend from here let alone Beauxbaton. She's a bloody Weasel, and if she's unwanted here, she's most likely just as much, if not more, unwanted at Beauxbaton. If anyone there even knows she exists And Second of all, she got that black letter right? In my opinion that must have been something far more important that a you-have-been-dumped form." He smirked and something compelled him to continue, "I think that her good for nothing father was probably too tired of being such a nothing, stuck with 7 kids, so he went and killed himself. But who cares, I never really liked -"
SMACK! Draco was thrown completely off guard (as well as off his chair) when Ginny come out of nowhere and punched him squarely in the jaw.
"WHAT THE FUCK IS YOUR PROBLEM MALFOY?!" she yelled at him, her face a color to rival her hair. By now the entire class had their heads turned to Ginny and Draco.
"What the fuck is my problem?" Draco retorted, "you're the one who just hit me, I think I have the right to the same question!"
"Who do you think you are saying crap like that you inconsiderate bastard!"
"Judging by your reaction, I'd say I wasn't far from the truth."
"You have no fucking clue the shit I went through this week!" It was after Draco's last comment that her tears began to silently fall, but her voice remained steady. "You should really get your facts straight before you make ludicrous retarded like that. But then again, being a Malfoy, shit like that would have to be expected wouldn't it."
"Then tell us Weasel, where exactly have you been for the last two weeks?" Draco drawled, ignoring the stinging coming from his jaw. It was then that her tears began to flow harder (if such a thing was even possible at this point). Ginny quickly glanced aroung the room, then put her hands over her face and bolted out of the room before she completely lost it. Draco then received another blow, this time from Colin, who punched him on the side of his face opposite to the side Ginny had hit moments ago.
"Now what the fuck did I do?" Draco yelled.
"Asshole!" Colin yelled back, "FYI Malfoy, and everyone else in this room who can't keep their noses out of other peoples business so will probably listen to this anyway!" He yelled at the rest of the students in the room. They all looked down at their parchments, but kept their ears perked up so they didn't miss anything.
"Ginny has actually spent the last two weeks at the Burrow with her family and attending her fathers funeral!" there was a loud intake of breath and then everyone was quiet again. Draco looked down at the floor.
"I…I didn't know."
"Of course you didn't know! Why would you care." Colin spat out, "It wasn't suicide, it was your god damned 'Dark Lord'. But what would the death of a family member mean to you anyway. Why should anyone expect you to care. If it was your dad, not you or anyone else would have -" Colin didn't manage to finish his sentence before Malfoy punched him in the gut. Colin bent over and grabbed his stomach. His face bore an expression of pain and shock. Shock of not only that Malfoy had attacked him, but also that he'd said those horrible things to Draco. He had been way too caught up in the moment.
Draco then stalked out of the room and unknowingly went the same way Ginny had gone only moments ago
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Yay! I actually updated twice in the same day. I feel so proud of myself. As you'll probably tell I have to send this chapter to my beta too, but she's at a friends house tonight so I'll have to wait till tomorrow to send it. Thanks to all my reviewers (I have 5 now! *dances* luv u all!). And special thanks to unperfection! (that was a fast review, lmao)
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