Dealing With It

by x0firefly0x

Summary: Sequel to "How To Be Bad". After their "lessons", Draco and Ginny are now together. But can they deal with the school's hatred of their relationship? D/G, R/Hr.

Disclaimer: Ok, I'm sick of this. J.K. Rowling owns "Harry Potter". Ya happy?

Author's Note: Piffle. Jenni, you better be happy I'm posting this. I want nothing more but to sleep, but thanks to you...grrrrrrr. Damn my conscience. And then I have to write the next chapter to The Beauty and the Beast. Oh, y'all better be overjoyed...LOVE YA! READ & REVIEW!


When we left them...

"Oh, dear," Narcissa said heavily, "This is going to complicate things."

"And why is that?" Draco said snidely.

"Because you have an arranged marriage."

Draco's jaw dropped.


Chapter 5: Tickled Pink

"I have a what?" Draco said slowly, his eyes stony.

"Don't speak slowly, dear. You sound like a commoner," Narcissa said, shooting a look at the Weasleys. Draco waved this off and reached for Ginny's hand. It was like a dead fish in his palm...except considerably less slimy. She didn't look at him.

"To who?" Draco asked, his voice hollow.

"To whom, Draco. And you're to be married to the Parkinson girl, Pansy."

"WHAT?!" Draco bellowed, "That nightmare?! NO BLOODY WAY!" Narcissa's eyes narrowed and her lips pursed.

"Don't speak to me in that tone of voice, dear," Narcissa said coldly.

"I'm going to marry GINNY, not that damn, deranged bitch! Why do you think I broke up with her two years ago? She's a slut, a mindless slut! She cheated on me with my best friend!"

"I thought that perhaps you'd get over that soon enough."

"Well, I haven't, Mother. I'm not a child."

"You'll be disowned, then," Narcissa snapped back. Draco blanched.

"W-w-hat?" he said, as if in shock.

"You heard me, Draco darling," Narcissa said airily. "Now, if you don't mind (she gathered up her leather purse, which had been sitting delicately on a couch) I have a previously scheduled meeting. I didn't think it would take this long to convince you not to date a Weasley. I think I've done my job, however." She Disapparated with a 'Pop!'

Arthur turned a grim face towards his ashen-faced daughter and fiance.

"Ginny..." Draco started, his face an open book. He was guilty and horrified about the situation. Ginny turned and fled up the stairway to her room, sobbing loudly.

"Ginny!" Draco cried, then Apparated upstairs with a 'Pop!'

"That went splendidly, don't you think, dear?" Arthur said with a grimace, turning towards his wife. She looked at him disgustedly and turned on her heel towards the kitchen.

"I didn't think so, either," Arthur mumbled, collapsing into a chair.




Draco Apparated into the room, and in doing so, landed on the floor.

"Ooph!" he said, picking himself up, his face flushed with embarrassment. Ginny was sitting in the chair besides her desk, her face turned away from him.

"Ginny, please, look, I'm sorry about this and Mother, but..." Draco started, looking at her with pleading eyes.

"But, what? Why didn't you tell me, Draco?" Ginny snapped icily. Draco sighed.

"Gin, I didn't know. If I had, I wouldn't have hurt you by proposing. I love you too much for that."

"How did you know I was hurt?" Ginny said sarcastically, crossing her arms against her chest. Then she exclaimed, "PANSY, Draco, PANSY?!"

"I know," Draco said disgustedly, "And the only way an arranged marriage can be cancelled is if both parties, either both the parents or both the victims, agree to it. And I know Pansy. She's tickled pink right now about doing anything that could possibly make me miserable. She's a cold-hearted wench, believe me."

"I can believe it," said Ginny bitterly.

"I wish there was a way out of this cursed marriage with Pansy," Draco spat. collapsing unto the bed. Ginny's eyes lit up.

"Maybe there is..." Ginny said thoughtfully, "...Maybe there is...Draco, I have a plan." Draco sat bolt upright on the bed, and the couple exchanged grins.




A/N: If I wanted to be evil (And believe me, I do.), I'd stop here, but I'd probably regret it after about fifty-million angry reviews. Oh, and I'd just like to say about the next part: You asked for it, I deliver. Pure fluffy-make-outy goodness for all!




"DRACO MALFOY, YOU ARE A PIG! I CAN'T BELIEVE YOU!" Ginny screamed in the middle of the crowded corridor, "WE'RE OVER!"

"FINE WITH ME, BITCH!" Draco yelled back, "IT'LL BE TOO SOON IF I EVER SEE YOU AGAIN!"

Pansy smirked from within a sea of shocked and amused faces. Ginny and Draco marched separate ways but met for a talk in the Room of Requirement. Actually, more of a snog, really.

"That was brilliant, Draco," Ginny praised, pausing between kisses, "You're a decent actor."

"Thanks. I snuck that 'bitch' in for extra effect." Draco smirked.

"I noticed," Ginny said jokingly, ruffling his blonde hair. He irritably snapped a hand at hers; he had always been touchy about his beloved hair.

"The plan seems to be developing quite well," Ginny continued, then laughed mirthfully, "Did you see the look on Pansy's face?"

"Unfortunately, yes," Draco said, then mockingly covered his eyes. "It burns! It burns!" Ginny giggled a bit.

"Very funny," Ginny said, poking him gently in the ribs. Draco leaned in for a long, deep kiss. They leaned back on the couch and began kissing. His hand splayed on her freckled stomach, he tickled her gently, the same thing he was doing to her neck with his chocolate-smelling breath. Ginny kissed him tenderly. His hands, rough from years of Quidditch, slowly slid their way up her blouse, which was by now nearly unbuttoned. Ginny gasped.

"Draco!"

"What?" Draco said gruffly, looking at her, annoyed.

"I can't do this right now. I'm sorry."

Draco's hands slipped out from underneath her blouse.

"Fine," he said irritably. Ginny began buttoning her shirt, her face flushed, her hair mussed.

"Your name suits you," Draco said underneath his breath, grumbling. Ginny glared at him.

"And it's going to stay that way until we're married," she snapped, her brown eyes hard and calculating, "And the way you're acting, it might never happen if you don't be a bit more respectful to me. I'm not a plaything."

"Fine," Draco said jerkily, obviously trying to control his temper, "On with the plan. What are we doing next?"

"You have to do a little flirting, that's what. Ask her out. Then, while you're dating, give her subtle insults, but make sure she gets it in that stupid little mind of hers. Then, give her full-on hell. Show her what it'd be like if she married you."

"Will do," Draco said, smirking. "I love the way your mind works."

"Believe me," Ginny said, smirking back, "I do too."

To be continued...

Author's Note: HEHE. Okay, that is definitely the last piece of almost-there smut I ever write...Gah, my mom walked in and she was like, "What the hell is that?! What does THAT have to do with Harry Potter?!" Heh. Heh. It was hard too, considering I've never experienced that yet, although Prince William has been pushing me wink wink...especially after that long walk in the rain where Wills and I both got soaked and went in to his palace to "warm up", right, Pryscilla? Jenni? giggles You poor girls...you not only have to deal with my weirdness at school, but you read it too! Lol. Omg, and I'm "pregnant" (Parenting project, we bring home fake babies) with the future Prince of Wales and King of England: His Royal Highness Prince Sabastien Andrew Phillip Henry James Adam Windsor of Wales. If it's a girl...Her Royal Highness Princess Charlotte Rose Anastasia Marie Windsor. YAY! Lol. Now, on to the faithful reviewers...

bigreader: Denial is good. Keep thinking that ;)

Julia: Thanks for loving it!

lipstickandbruises: Well, Draco is 17, and about to graduate. He loves her and knows he may never have the chance to see her again, because you know how things turn out sometimes. And honey, if you want realistic, don't read D/G, lol, because this is fanon not canon :D But that's why I luff it!

danid92: I like exclamation marks too! YAY! We should make a club!!!!!!!!

Mo the Deatheater: I wish they could elope, but then I wouldn't have the fun of writing the...oops, almost revealed too much. Well, let's just say it wouldn't work out ;)

Karamel06: Oh, Jenni...I'm sorry I stopped and didn't update for two weeks...now you get to wait another two weeks! That's what you get for making me wait to see whether Wills and I sheboink or not! LOL.

thePixiecomplex: An evil plot from the evil master born of the evil master, who was born of the evil master...aka my Grandmother...Oh, I'm so mean, lol!

Bride of Malfoy: Lol, yes I was serious. Well, I hope you enjoyed it :D

SarkLover: I like being mean. It gets me reviews wink wink

Trio Wing: You hate me, I love you, we're a happy how-de-do...(okay, that made no sense, lol)

mia: Sorry it took so long. I'm so glad I have loyal reviewers though :D

XxRakellyxX: I'm so glad you like it Raquel. If I didn't want more reviews I'd spare you the agony and just give you the notebook...but I want reviews

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