Argh, disclaimer. JKR is the only one who owns Harry Potter. I'm not JKR. You do the math.
I don't think Ashleigh Todd is a real person. Is she? And I just made up that movie, by the way.
Since my other fic, The Greatest Literary Work of the Century, was deleted for being too short, (bloody FFNers), I'll reply to reviews here, if you're reading.
TheDarkLadyOfRavenclaw: What a long name you have! Yeah, I was just testing the FFNers to see what they'd do. It was pretty funny though.
Anical06: Wow, that review was a good piece of literature! Very long and detailed.
Reviews:
Jamie: That is quite a lot of smileys! Glad you like it!
Dark Angels: Thank you! I do try.
Dark Zelda: I'll continue, I still have like, another fifteen chapters or so to go.
SodaPopC: Well, Ginny knows now, and I think I'll get Draco to find out soon... awel.
TarynMalfoy88: YAY! Huzzah.
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Dumbledore looked at Ginny and Draco with tired eyes. On his desk there was a glass orb filled with smoke, and Ginny recognised it as a prophecy like the ones from the Department of Mysteries.
"I don't quite know how to tell you this, Miss Weasley, Mr Malfoy... maybe this prophecy can do a better job."
He picked up the orb, and threw it against the ground, where it shattered. Draco and Ginny winced. A smoky form came out of the broken glass, and started talking.
"Girl of the Griffin, head crowned in flame, Boy of the Serpent, bearing the Malfoy name, the spawn of the pair, a Hogwarts laster, to unite the houses, under one master."
"Wha...?" Ginny murmured, as the form faded away.
"What the...?" Draco said. Both teenagers were frozen to their seats. Dumbledore sat back down.
"Professor Trelawney approached me just yesterday... do you know what that prophecy means?"
"No, sir." Ginny responded, and Draco shook his head.
"There will be an even greater evil than Voldemort, and to combat that, we need to unite the houses." Dumbledore muttered.
"Yeah, under one master. But why are we here?" Draco said.
"Girl of the Griffin – a girl from Gryffindor. Head crowned in flame – guess what colour fire is? I immediately thought of you, Miss Weasley. And Boy of the Serpent – Slytherin, bearing the Malfoy name – that doesn't really leave much to the imagination, does it?"
"So... what you're saying is... that we have to make a spawn and that will unite Hogwarts." Ginny said slowly.
"I'm not doing any spawning with a Weasley." Draco said, looking terrified.
"And I won't be doing any spawning with a Malfoy."
"I'm sorry, but that's what the prophecy said. I have arranged a marriage –"
"Whoa, I can spawn if I'm forced into it, but I'm not marrying that." Draco said, pointing at Ginny.
"I might spawn if you're lucky, but I'm seriously against marriage."
"Sorry, I don't make the rules, I just enforce them." Dumbledore said, looking sheepish. "There's a chapel in the school – we will use that. Two weeks from now. Please."
Draco rolled his eyes and Ginny looked as if she might vomit at any time, but they left without a word.
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"Hey girl, what's happenin'?" Lauren said, as Ginny entered the room. Ginny blanched at the strange use of words from Lauren, before she actually saw her, decked out in a tie die tank top, denim vest, bell-bottom pants, and a green cotton scarf tied around her neck.
"What's with the get-up?" Ginny asked, looking at badges on Lauren's vest that said things like "Women against nuclear explosives" and "A woman without a man is like a fish without a bicycle".
"It's my totally groovy outfit! I found this old chest of clothes and I just had to try them on!" She said, pulling a gold chain around her waist and putting on rose pink granny glasses. "What's wrong, babes?"
"I have to get married."
"Ooh, like those Muslim religions? Who to?"
"Nothing like Muslims or anything. It's for a prophecy."
"Who to?"
"Draco Malfoy."
"Get out."
"Seriously."
"Shut up!"
"Quit with the Americanisms, Lauren. I'm feeling bad enough."
"Sorry. Do we get to go dress-shopping?"
"I suppose so."
Lauren looked happier about this than Ginny.
"Cheer up Charlie!" Lauren said in a singsong voice. "You are my sunshine, my only sunshine, you make me happy, when skies are grey! You'll never know dear how much I love you, so please don't take my sunshine away!"
Ginny half-laughed and chucked a pillow at Lauren, who was now twirling around the room like a ballerina gone wrong.
"She laughs! It's a miracle!" Lauren said, falling to her knees and bringing her arms down to the ground. Ginny threw another pillow at her. This time, it hit her in the head, and Lauren stopped trying to cheer Ginny up. "When do we go shopping?"
"Dunno. What about now?"
"But it's not a Hogsmeade weekend –"
"Next one's probably not for ages. No one will mind. But let's take a secret passage, just to be sure."
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They emerged from Honeydukes giggling like twelve-year-olds.
"Where to from here?" Ginny asked, all the pressure on her shoulders lifted for this short period.
"A dress shop, silly!" Lauren said. "Have you got cash for a dress?"
Ginny's stomach felt like it was filled with lead, and she froze, watching Lauren's smile fade. An owl swooped overhead, and dropped a package on the ground in front of her, before flying off. Ginny opened it, and it had a small rectangle of plastic in it, as well as a note. She read the note first.
Ginny, I assume you are going to need a dress. Please exit Diagon Alley via the Leaky Cauldron, turn left, and keep walking until you see a shop with mannequins dressed in white. Pick out a dress and when they ask you to pay, give them this piece of plastic. It is called a 'credit card'. I have no clue as to how it works, but it works. They put it in a machine, or something. I borrowed this off Alastor Moody. I hope he doesn't mind. Please be back at the castle before seven.
Dumbledore.
Ginny laughed at how Dumbledore could have known she was roaming around Hogsmeade. Lauren was turning over the credit card, amazed at it. Ginny thought it looked familiar, somehow.
"This is undoubtedly the strangest thing I have ever seen." Lauren said, poking it with her wand.
"Don't damage it or anything, it's what we'll use to get my dress."
"Wha...?"
"Just trust me, ok?" She said, leading Lauren out of Diagon Alley.
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They arrived at the dress shop, and the sales assistant looked down on the two sixteen-year-olds, clearly thinking they were not here to buy.
"Will you, ah, be making a purchase today, ladies?" She said tightly.
"Yes." Ginny said firmly, and the sales assistant relaxed noticeably, pulling out various ugly dresses that Ginny would rather die than be seen in. "What about this one?" Ginny said, indicating a white silk strapless dress with the top folded down, and rhinestones set into the bodice. The sales assistant almost went into hysterics.
"Of course! Of course you can buy this Vera Wang dress, worn by Ashleigh Todd in Bride to Be!" She screeched sarcastically. Ginny blanched, then grinned inwardly.
"I want this dress."
"I hardly think it's in your price range."
"I don't have a price range, with daddy's plastic." Ginny said, jacking a few lines off a muggle movie she had once seen. Ah, she thought, that was where I remember credit cards from.
She paid for the dress and Ginny and Lauren left the shop. This time it was Ginny's turn to be more excited than Lauren. Sure, she was still terrified about her marriage, but going dress shopping was definitely a good way to release stress.
I don't think Ashleigh Todd is a real person. Is she? And I just made up that movie, by the way.
Since my other fic, The Greatest Literary Work of the Century, was deleted for being too short, (bloody FFNers), I'll reply to reviews here, if you're reading.
TheDarkLadyOfRavenclaw: What a long name you have! Yeah, I was just testing the FFNers to see what they'd do. It was pretty funny though.
Anical06: Wow, that review was a good piece of literature! Very long and detailed.
Reviews:
Jamie: That is quite a lot of smileys! Glad you like it!
Dark Angels: Thank you! I do try.
Dark Zelda: I'll continue, I still have like, another fifteen chapters or so to go.
SodaPopC: Well, Ginny knows now, and I think I'll get Draco to find out soon... awel.
TarynMalfoy88: YAY! Huzzah.
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Dumbledore looked at Ginny and Draco with tired eyes. On his desk there was a glass orb filled with smoke, and Ginny recognised it as a prophecy like the ones from the Department of Mysteries.
"I don't quite know how to tell you this, Miss Weasley, Mr Malfoy... maybe this prophecy can do a better job."
He picked up the orb, and threw it against the ground, where it shattered. Draco and Ginny winced. A smoky form came out of the broken glass, and started talking.
"Girl of the Griffin, head crowned in flame, Boy of the Serpent, bearing the Malfoy name, the spawn of the pair, a Hogwarts laster, to unite the houses, under one master."
"Wha...?" Ginny murmured, as the form faded away.
"What the...?" Draco said. Both teenagers were frozen to their seats. Dumbledore sat back down.
"Professor Trelawney approached me just yesterday... do you know what that prophecy means?"
"No, sir." Ginny responded, and Draco shook his head.
"There will be an even greater evil than Voldemort, and to combat that, we need to unite the houses." Dumbledore muttered.
"Yeah, under one master. But why are we here?" Draco said.
"Girl of the Griffin – a girl from Gryffindor. Head crowned in flame – guess what colour fire is? I immediately thought of you, Miss Weasley. And Boy of the Serpent – Slytherin, bearing the Malfoy name – that doesn't really leave much to the imagination, does it?"
"So... what you're saying is... that we have to make a spawn and that will unite Hogwarts." Ginny said slowly.
"I'm not doing any spawning with a Weasley." Draco said, looking terrified.
"And I won't be doing any spawning with a Malfoy."
"I'm sorry, but that's what the prophecy said. I have arranged a marriage –"
"Whoa, I can spawn if I'm forced into it, but I'm not marrying that." Draco said, pointing at Ginny.
"I might spawn if you're lucky, but I'm seriously against marriage."
"Sorry, I don't make the rules, I just enforce them." Dumbledore said, looking sheepish. "There's a chapel in the school – we will use that. Two weeks from now. Please."
Draco rolled his eyes and Ginny looked as if she might vomit at any time, but they left without a word.
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"Hey girl, what's happenin'?" Lauren said, as Ginny entered the room. Ginny blanched at the strange use of words from Lauren, before she actually saw her, decked out in a tie die tank top, denim vest, bell-bottom pants, and a green cotton scarf tied around her neck.
"What's with the get-up?" Ginny asked, looking at badges on Lauren's vest that said things like "Women against nuclear explosives" and "A woman without a man is like a fish without a bicycle".
"It's my totally groovy outfit! I found this old chest of clothes and I just had to try them on!" She said, pulling a gold chain around her waist and putting on rose pink granny glasses. "What's wrong, babes?"
"I have to get married."
"Ooh, like those Muslim religions? Who to?"
"Nothing like Muslims or anything. It's for a prophecy."
"Who to?"
"Draco Malfoy."
"Get out."
"Seriously."
"Shut up!"
"Quit with the Americanisms, Lauren. I'm feeling bad enough."
"Sorry. Do we get to go dress-shopping?"
"I suppose so."
Lauren looked happier about this than Ginny.
"Cheer up Charlie!" Lauren said in a singsong voice. "You are my sunshine, my only sunshine, you make me happy, when skies are grey! You'll never know dear how much I love you, so please don't take my sunshine away!"
Ginny half-laughed and chucked a pillow at Lauren, who was now twirling around the room like a ballerina gone wrong.
"She laughs! It's a miracle!" Lauren said, falling to her knees and bringing her arms down to the ground. Ginny threw another pillow at her. This time, it hit her in the head, and Lauren stopped trying to cheer Ginny up. "When do we go shopping?"
"Dunno. What about now?"
"But it's not a Hogsmeade weekend –"
"Next one's probably not for ages. No one will mind. But let's take a secret passage, just to be sure."
-----
They emerged from Honeydukes giggling like twelve-year-olds.
"Where to from here?" Ginny asked, all the pressure on her shoulders lifted for this short period.
"A dress shop, silly!" Lauren said. "Have you got cash for a dress?"
Ginny's stomach felt like it was filled with lead, and she froze, watching Lauren's smile fade. An owl swooped overhead, and dropped a package on the ground in front of her, before flying off. Ginny opened it, and it had a small rectangle of plastic in it, as well as a note. She read the note first.
Ginny, I assume you are going to need a dress. Please exit Diagon Alley via the Leaky Cauldron, turn left, and keep walking until you see a shop with mannequins dressed in white. Pick out a dress and when they ask you to pay, give them this piece of plastic. It is called a 'credit card'. I have no clue as to how it works, but it works. They put it in a machine, or something. I borrowed this off Alastor Moody. I hope he doesn't mind. Please be back at the castle before seven.
Dumbledore.
Ginny laughed at how Dumbledore could have known she was roaming around Hogsmeade. Lauren was turning over the credit card, amazed at it. Ginny thought it looked familiar, somehow.
"This is undoubtedly the strangest thing I have ever seen." Lauren said, poking it with her wand.
"Don't damage it or anything, it's what we'll use to get my dress."
"Wha...?"
"Just trust me, ok?" She said, leading Lauren out of Diagon Alley.
-----
They arrived at the dress shop, and the sales assistant looked down on the two sixteen-year-olds, clearly thinking they were not here to buy.
"Will you, ah, be making a purchase today, ladies?" She said tightly.
"Yes." Ginny said firmly, and the sales assistant relaxed noticeably, pulling out various ugly dresses that Ginny would rather die than be seen in. "What about this one?" Ginny said, indicating a white silk strapless dress with the top folded down, and rhinestones set into the bodice. The sales assistant almost went into hysterics.
"Of course! Of course you can buy this Vera Wang dress, worn by Ashleigh Todd in Bride to Be!" She screeched sarcastically. Ginny blanched, then grinned inwardly.
"I want this dress."
"I hardly think it's in your price range."
"I don't have a price range, with daddy's plastic." Ginny said, jacking a few lines off a muggle movie she had once seen. Ah, she thought, that was where I remember credit cards from.
She paid for the dress and Ginny and Lauren left the shop. This time it was Ginny's turn to be more excited than Lauren. Sure, she was still terrified about her marriage, but going dress shopping was definitely a good way to release stress.
