Love's a Gift
Chapter 1: Rich Prince, Poor Princess
The little girl with red hair and freckles huddled in a corner of the playground as the Christmas snow fell. The other girls were pulling at her tattered dress and tugging at her bright and striking long strands of hair. The boys kicked sand at her laughing as she spluttered when sand went into her mouth, mocking her for being the poor worker's daughter. The little girl wondered where her brother was. Ronnie would not leave her alone for long, he would always be there to protect her, but the fact was that he wasn't there. The little girl was determined not to cry. Ronnie, Freddie and Georgie had always told her tears were the sign of weakness and she wasn't weak and never will be.
"Hey, don't do that! Stop it!" someone yelled. "Ronnie?" the girl asked timidly. But the figure that bent down and wiped sand off her face and hair was not her brother Ron. It was a little boy about Ron's age with warm silver eyes and beautiful blonde hair. She recognised him, he was the Prince of the playground. He was Draco Malfoy. The other children ran off when Draco shouted at them, they were afraid of him because if they didn't behave, he would order them off the playground.
"Are you alright?" Draco asked.
"Yes..." Ginny replied quietly.
"You're very brave. You didn't cry. I like brave little girls. What's your name?" Draco asked smiling warmly at her.
"Ronnie, Freddie and Georgie said crying was for weaklings and I'm not one," Ginny explained.
"Ron, Fred and George? You're a Weeley. You're Ginny Weeley aren't you. You can do magic as well. They say you're the Weeley Princess. Did you know that Princes and Princesses would marry and live happily ever after? They say so in those fairytales my mother told me. I'm Draco by the way, Draco Malfoy," Draco said knowingly.
"It's Weasley, not Weeley. I like fairytales. Mommy said that one day I'd meet my Prince and we'll marry and live happily ever after," Ginny said grinning at her savior. Draco smiled at the little red head and reached into his pocket, pulling out a Christmas guinea and placing it in Ginny's tiny palm.
"Here, take this. It's my Christmas guinea and I want you to have it because you've been very brave. It's my gift to you and gifts are special so you can't refuse it," Draco said triumphantly. Ginny took the guinea and smiled at the boy before turning around and running home.
The next day, Ginny returned to the playground, but her savior was gone. According to the other children, the Prince of the playground had left for a far away place and was never coming back. That was how Ginny Weasley lost her savior and her Prince. Hey, just a note to my readers. This is a bit of a copy from one nice book I've read. I did this cross over just to see how many have read this book, cos if anyone's read it, they'd be able to recognise the story. Enjoy the story, okay. Cos I really enjoyed the original book.
Chapter 1: Rich Prince, Poor Princess
The little girl with red hair and freckles huddled in a corner of the playground as the Christmas snow fell. The other girls were pulling at her tattered dress and tugging at her bright and striking long strands of hair. The boys kicked sand at her laughing as she spluttered when sand went into her mouth, mocking her for being the poor worker's daughter. The little girl wondered where her brother was. Ronnie would not leave her alone for long, he would always be there to protect her, but the fact was that he wasn't there. The little girl was determined not to cry. Ronnie, Freddie and Georgie had always told her tears were the sign of weakness and she wasn't weak and never will be.
"Hey, don't do that! Stop it!" someone yelled. "Ronnie?" the girl asked timidly. But the figure that bent down and wiped sand off her face and hair was not her brother Ron. It was a little boy about Ron's age with warm silver eyes and beautiful blonde hair. She recognised him, he was the Prince of the playground. He was Draco Malfoy. The other children ran off when Draco shouted at them, they were afraid of him because if they didn't behave, he would order them off the playground.
"Are you alright?" Draco asked.
"Yes..." Ginny replied quietly.
"You're very brave. You didn't cry. I like brave little girls. What's your name?" Draco asked smiling warmly at her.
"Ronnie, Freddie and Georgie said crying was for weaklings and I'm not one," Ginny explained.
"Ron, Fred and George? You're a Weeley. You're Ginny Weeley aren't you. You can do magic as well. They say you're the Weeley Princess. Did you know that Princes and Princesses would marry and live happily ever after? They say so in those fairytales my mother told me. I'm Draco by the way, Draco Malfoy," Draco said knowingly.
"It's Weasley, not Weeley. I like fairytales. Mommy said that one day I'd meet my Prince and we'll marry and live happily ever after," Ginny said grinning at her savior. Draco smiled at the little red head and reached into his pocket, pulling out a Christmas guinea and placing it in Ginny's tiny palm.
"Here, take this. It's my Christmas guinea and I want you to have it because you've been very brave. It's my gift to you and gifts are special so you can't refuse it," Draco said triumphantly. Ginny took the guinea and smiled at the boy before turning around and running home.
The next day, Ginny returned to the playground, but her savior was gone. According to the other children, the Prince of the playground had left for a far away place and was never coming back. That was how Ginny Weasley lost her savior and her Prince. Hey, just a note to my readers. This is a bit of a copy from one nice book I've read. I did this cross over just to see how many have read this book, cos if anyone's read it, they'd be able to recognise the story. Enjoy the story, okay. Cos I really enjoyed the original book.