A/N- The evil plot bunny won't go away so I'm writing this without support from the people of You people are mean... Except for...
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Warnings- same same.
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A Royal Pain in the Ass Day
"Wake up Miss Ginny." A loud annoying voice came at what Ginny thought to be an unholy hour of the morning.
"What time is it?" She asked, still asleep.
"Seven o'clock. And your father would like you to come to breakfast with the family."
"Fine, whatever." She sat up and saw the young maid staring down at her. "Who the hell are you?"
"I'm you maid, Cho."
"Oh."
"Now what would you like to wear today?"
"Umm, why?"
"So I can get it out after I run your bath."
"Umm, I can get my own bath and clothes."
"But then what would you like me to do?"
"I'm not sure I'll get back to you on that."
"But, Miss Ginny..."
"Okay, how about this, until I figure out what your supposed to do you just hang out here, and call me Ginny. None of this Miss Ginny crap. 'Kay?"
"As you wish, Ginny."
" Sigh This is going to be a long day."
30 Minutes Later
"Where in the fucking seven hells is the fucking Breakfast Room?" Ginny yelled out to no one in particular, seeing as she was completely alone in only-gods-know-where. Hell by this point she didn't even know if she was in the fucking castle anymore.
"Do try not to yell like that this early in the morning, please." Came the soft voice of Draco from her right.
"You have no idea how happy I am to see you!" She said as she gave him a big hug.
"Let me guess, you can't find the Breakfast Room."
"Uhuh. Do you know where it is?"
"Yeah come inside for a minute and let me get a shirt on then I'll take you down to it."
"Oh, okay." Ginny said blushing, noticing for the first time that he only had a pair of pants on.
His room was various shades of green with silver thrown in for effect. In the middle of the room was a huge four poster bed with sheer silver drapes. The light green sheets and dark green coverlet were all messed up and it looked like he had just gotten out of bed.
"Nice room."
"Thanks. This room was completely boring before my dad let me redecorate it."
"You did all this?"
"Yeah."
"Damn. I might have to get you help me redo my room. It's all pink and boring."
"I might have to do that." He smiled and pulled on a loose deep forest green poets shirt. It went well with his pants that were the same color green with silver up and down the sides.
"Like the color green?"
"Not in particular, but it's my clan's color. Well that and silver."
"Ahh, explains the décor. So what's my supposed clan's colors? Pink and dull yellow?"
"No. Red and gold. They haven't painted your room since you were here last which was 15 years ago."
"So I'm living in the same room I had when I was one?"
"Yes."
"Joy. But uh, as exhilarating as this conversation is, don't you think we should get to breakfast?"
"We should. Shall we go?" He asked holding out his arm in a joking manner. She caught on, and grinning linked arms with him.
"Of course, we should grace the table with our presence."
"Of course." He held the door open for her. "Ladies first."
"Why thank you." She said in a haughty laughing voice. He smirked.
"This way, my lady."
"Why thank you, my dear friend."
The walked down what seemed to Ginny as an impossible to navigate labyrinth. After the stairs they were on changed for the fifth time Ginny was, once again, completely pissed off.
"How in the name of the seven hells do you find your way around this fucking castle?" She asked exasperated.
"Practice." Draco calmly responded before turning once more. "We're here."
"Finally."
"Shall we shock them out of their minds?"
"What did you have in mind?"
"You'll see." He opened the door. 'Play along' He mouthed. By now Ginny was completely confused.
"My Lady." Draco said holding the door open and bowing her in. She blushed and tried really hard not to laugh.
"My thanks, Dear Friend."
"Anything for a Lady as fair as you." She blushed and looked over to her new family who all looked like fish-ys.
"Good morning, Dear Family." She said in the haughtiest voice she could.
"Good Marrow Father, All" You could almost hear the capital letters, no wait, you could hear the capitalized words.
"Draco, quit the act." His father said in a bored voice.
"What act? Father Dearest. I have merely decided that if I could not win the Lady's fair heart by good looks alone I should work on my charm and grace."
"About time. It seemed that you had thought that all the woman of the world would fall to your feet with a mere smile." Remarked Harry.
"Ahh, Dear Harry, any mere woman would. But Her Most Gracious Lady Ginny is much much more then a simple woman, she is..." He couldn't finish his eloquent speech because everyone was laughing hysterically at this point. "Have I said anything to amuse you?"
"Oh, of course not Dear Draco, we all just decided that the only way to get you to shut up was to laugh at you." Ginny replied, trying to stop her merry laughter.
"Oh shut up you pompous pea brains."
"But Draco you're the only one who's ever pompous." Hermione remarked dryly.
"Only a true bookworm could make and insult sound so dry. Truly 'tis a gift."
"But it did insult you, son, or you would have said something else and given our dear Ginny the wrong idea about our family." Lucius told his son wryly. "Now may I suggest you sit at the dinner table like the rest of us and let us eat our breakfast with out your quips."
Ginny laughed at the face Draco gave his father before sitting down. At the end of breakfast her father told her that she would begin classes today with Professors McGonagal and Snape.
"Why do I need classes for? I was the first of my class in the university.
"You were? Why didn't you tell me? I was first of my class to and oh my gods, this is awesome..."
"Well that's nice dear, you need classes of poise and grace and history of our clan as well as the Shinai Clan, since you will be married to one of them."
"No I will not be."
"But you must you have been engaged since you were born."
"And your point is? I don't even know him! I will not be married to anyone except my own choice."
"But daughter..."
"If I may say something. She is right. She just met Draco and is still getting used to the idea of being a princess. Why don't we let her settle down, get to know Draco, and get used to all of this before we start telling her what she has to do and who she has to marry?"
"True we should. Very well. We shall not speak of this until a later date."
"Fine whatever. I'm still not marrying him." Ginny told them as she picked up her plates and took the out of the door she guessed led to the kitchen. It didn't. All she saw was a dingy little room. "Umm, where's the kitchen?"
"Why?" Asked her father, confused.
"So I can put up my plate." She responded as if she was talking to an idiot.
"Oh it's all done by magik so don't worry about it."
"Oh I didn't know." She put her plate down on the table and it disappeared. Her eyes widened at the first magik she had ever seen. "Damn. That's cool." Draco laughed.
"Get used to it. We hardly ever do anything the muggle way."
"Weird. Will I learn that stuff?"
"Yes. At those classes I told you about. Now Draco, since you do such a wonderful job of escorting Ginny, could you take her to McGonagal's class?"
"Of course." He replied before turning to Ginny, "Are you ready?"
"I guess." He stood up and went to the doorway.
"Then let's go." She followed him through the twisted halls and changing stairs, the entire time her mind thinking about the class she was about to go to.
"Hey. Are you here?" Draco asked loudly while making hand gestures in front of her face.
"Yeah, why?"
"Because I've told you that we're here and I'll see you later like five times and the entire time you just sat there with a blank look on your face. Anyways, stop worrying about it, McGonagal isn't that bad, it's Snape you have to watch out for."
"Great. Well if I'm not killed, I'll see you later."
"Hey, you'll be fine." He gave her a hug and left. After breathing a huge breath and telling herself that she'd be fine, she slowly opened the door.
Ok! Mini cliffie. Yay! Don't kill me... Review and I'll write the next chapter faster. Promise.
KO!! You reviewed and I love you!
Warnings- same same.
Disclaimer- I wish. But uh, PLEASE, don't sue. I'm kinda broke...
A Royal Pain in the Ass Day
"Wake up Miss Ginny." A loud annoying voice came at what Ginny thought to be an unholy hour of the morning.
"What time is it?" She asked, still asleep.
"Seven o'clock. And your father would like you to come to breakfast with the family."
"Fine, whatever." She sat up and saw the young maid staring down at her. "Who the hell are you?"
"I'm you maid, Cho."
"Oh."
"Now what would you like to wear today?"
"Umm, why?"
"So I can get it out after I run your bath."
"Umm, I can get my own bath and clothes."
"But then what would you like me to do?"
"I'm not sure I'll get back to you on that."
"But, Miss Ginny..."
"Okay, how about this, until I figure out what your supposed to do you just hang out here, and call me Ginny. None of this Miss Ginny crap. 'Kay?"
"As you wish, Ginny."
" Sigh This is going to be a long day."
30 Minutes Later
"Where in the fucking seven hells is the fucking Breakfast Room?" Ginny yelled out to no one in particular, seeing as she was completely alone in only-gods-know-where. Hell by this point she didn't even know if she was in the fucking castle anymore.
"Do try not to yell like that this early in the morning, please." Came the soft voice of Draco from her right.
"You have no idea how happy I am to see you!" She said as she gave him a big hug.
"Let me guess, you can't find the Breakfast Room."
"Uhuh. Do you know where it is?"
"Yeah come inside for a minute and let me get a shirt on then I'll take you down to it."
"Oh, okay." Ginny said blushing, noticing for the first time that he only had a pair of pants on.
His room was various shades of green with silver thrown in for effect. In the middle of the room was a huge four poster bed with sheer silver drapes. The light green sheets and dark green coverlet were all messed up and it looked like he had just gotten out of bed.
"Nice room."
"Thanks. This room was completely boring before my dad let me redecorate it."
"You did all this?"
"Yeah."
"Damn. I might have to get you help me redo my room. It's all pink and boring."
"I might have to do that." He smiled and pulled on a loose deep forest green poets shirt. It went well with his pants that were the same color green with silver up and down the sides.
"Like the color green?"
"Not in particular, but it's my clan's color. Well that and silver."
"Ahh, explains the décor. So what's my supposed clan's colors? Pink and dull yellow?"
"No. Red and gold. They haven't painted your room since you were here last which was 15 years ago."
"So I'm living in the same room I had when I was one?"
"Yes."
"Joy. But uh, as exhilarating as this conversation is, don't you think we should get to breakfast?"
"We should. Shall we go?" He asked holding out his arm in a joking manner. She caught on, and grinning linked arms with him.
"Of course, we should grace the table with our presence."
"Of course." He held the door open for her. "Ladies first."
"Why thank you." She said in a haughty laughing voice. He smirked.
"This way, my lady."
"Why thank you, my dear friend."
The walked down what seemed to Ginny as an impossible to navigate labyrinth. After the stairs they were on changed for the fifth time Ginny was, once again, completely pissed off.
"How in the name of the seven hells do you find your way around this fucking castle?" She asked exasperated.
"Practice." Draco calmly responded before turning once more. "We're here."
"Finally."
"Shall we shock them out of their minds?"
"What did you have in mind?"
"You'll see." He opened the door. 'Play along' He mouthed. By now Ginny was completely confused.
"My Lady." Draco said holding the door open and bowing her in. She blushed and tried really hard not to laugh.
"My thanks, Dear Friend."
"Anything for a Lady as fair as you." She blushed and looked over to her new family who all looked like fish-ys.
"Good morning, Dear Family." She said in the haughtiest voice she could.
"Good Marrow Father, All" You could almost hear the capital letters, no wait, you could hear the capitalized words.
"Draco, quit the act." His father said in a bored voice.
"What act? Father Dearest. I have merely decided that if I could not win the Lady's fair heart by good looks alone I should work on my charm and grace."
"About time. It seemed that you had thought that all the woman of the world would fall to your feet with a mere smile." Remarked Harry.
"Ahh, Dear Harry, any mere woman would. But Her Most Gracious Lady Ginny is much much more then a simple woman, she is..." He couldn't finish his eloquent speech because everyone was laughing hysterically at this point. "Have I said anything to amuse you?"
"Oh, of course not Dear Draco, we all just decided that the only way to get you to shut up was to laugh at you." Ginny replied, trying to stop her merry laughter.
"Oh shut up you pompous pea brains."
"But Draco you're the only one who's ever pompous." Hermione remarked dryly.
"Only a true bookworm could make and insult sound so dry. Truly 'tis a gift."
"But it did insult you, son, or you would have said something else and given our dear Ginny the wrong idea about our family." Lucius told his son wryly. "Now may I suggest you sit at the dinner table like the rest of us and let us eat our breakfast with out your quips."
Ginny laughed at the face Draco gave his father before sitting down. At the end of breakfast her father told her that she would begin classes today with Professors McGonagal and Snape.
"Why do I need classes for? I was the first of my class in the university.
"You were? Why didn't you tell me? I was first of my class to and oh my gods, this is awesome..."
"Well that's nice dear, you need classes of poise and grace and history of our clan as well as the Shinai Clan, since you will be married to one of them."
"No I will not be."
"But you must you have been engaged since you were born."
"And your point is? I don't even know him! I will not be married to anyone except my own choice."
"But daughter..."
"If I may say something. She is right. She just met Draco and is still getting used to the idea of being a princess. Why don't we let her settle down, get to know Draco, and get used to all of this before we start telling her what she has to do and who she has to marry?"
"True we should. Very well. We shall not speak of this until a later date."
"Fine whatever. I'm still not marrying him." Ginny told them as she picked up her plates and took the out of the door she guessed led to the kitchen. It didn't. All she saw was a dingy little room. "Umm, where's the kitchen?"
"Why?" Asked her father, confused.
"So I can put up my plate." She responded as if she was talking to an idiot.
"Oh it's all done by magik so don't worry about it."
"Oh I didn't know." She put her plate down on the table and it disappeared. Her eyes widened at the first magik she had ever seen. "Damn. That's cool." Draco laughed.
"Get used to it. We hardly ever do anything the muggle way."
"Weird. Will I learn that stuff?"
"Yes. At those classes I told you about. Now Draco, since you do such a wonderful job of escorting Ginny, could you take her to McGonagal's class?"
"Of course." He replied before turning to Ginny, "Are you ready?"
"I guess." He stood up and went to the doorway.
"Then let's go." She followed him through the twisted halls and changing stairs, the entire time her mind thinking about the class she was about to go to.
"Hey. Are you here?" Draco asked loudly while making hand gestures in front of her face.
"Yeah, why?"
"Because I've told you that we're here and I'll see you later like five times and the entire time you just sat there with a blank look on your face. Anyways, stop worrying about it, McGonagal isn't that bad, it's Snape you have to watch out for."
"Great. Well if I'm not killed, I'll see you later."
"Hey, you'll be fine." He gave her a hug and left. After breathing a huge breath and telling herself that she'd be fine, she slowly opened the door.
Ok! Mini cliffie. Yay! Don't kill me... Review and I'll write the next chapter faster. Promise.