For The Sake Of The Baby
By: DC
Chapter 5
The Real Draco Malfoy
Summary: Ginny and Draco have to say goodbye to each other for the summer and they both go home to BIG surprises! Draco's got a little one at home and Ginny's got several! At school there's new kid causing some trouble between the lovers, nasty rumors are beginning to spread and it's starting to look like things will never be the same again. Plus Draco and Ginny get paired up for another practical project! And what does a sack of flour have to with it??
Author's Note: Hey everyone! I'm glad that you all liked the last chapter that was put up! As you could maybe tell, the plot line will be starting soon, a little less fluff and things like that. For everyone who loves fluff then don't worry there will still be some because what's a good romance without fluff? So there was a comment that maybe the plot line would be fairly generic with a prophecy and everything. I must warn you that this story will include a prophecy as you may have guessed but it won't be the typical plot that you're used to seeing. I haven't read any stories like the one I've got planned for you all so hopefully it will be exciting for you all.
With all that said, here's the fifth chapter in the sequel to The Girl All The Bad Guys Want. In this chapter you will find that there have been a few new characters added! I love new characters! They are mine. All mine. You will see a reappearance of Rachel, Andrew, Chris and Sophie; but then there will be a new character named Danica. Also, you'll see a moody Draco and some spoilers for OotP in terms of characters.
Disclaimer: I don't own any of the characters you recognize as being J.K.'s. I do have a few of my own though, to include the expanded Weasley clan, Byron, Chloe, Payton, Andrew, Bella, Bailey, Mara and Elisabeth. I also own the plot and that means no stealing!
All right, now that my speech is over, read it and then leave me a review! It doesn't necessarily have to be a long review - just tell me if you like it and who your favorite characters are! Enjoy!
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Chapter 5
The Real Draco Malfoy
Last time: Ginny walks in on her mum and Narcissa Malfoy talking about something secret. Suspicions arise and Ginny wonders what could possible be so important yet so secret about her and Draco.
By dinner time that evening after the shopping trip to Diagon Alley, Ginny had almost succeeded in forgetting the conversation she had overheard earlier. Unfortunately, Molly decided to refresh Ginny's memory.
"I had tea with Narcissa today," she proclaimed, looking around the dinner table at her many children.
"Malfoy?" Charlie asked incredulously.
"Who else?"
"Yeah, how many Narcissas do YOU know?" Fred asked eyebrows arched.
"Good point."
"ANYWAY," Molly interrupted and turned to Ginny as she went on, "We talked about Ginny and Draco's relationship while we were there."
Hermione smiled and looked at Harry. Lavender grinned and grabbed hold of the back of Ron' t-shirt as discreetly as possible. Ginny had a sneaking feeling that Ron knew more than he was letting on. He probably only held back and played dumb because there wasn't much he could do about it, with the whole family already knowing.
"Okay." Bill pursued.
"Narcissa and I support the whole situation," the redheaded woman beamed.
"Why wouldn't you? I mean, they're only friends!" Ron asked exasperated.
"Mum, I thought you already did support us!" Ginny said in a slightly indignant tone.
"Oh Ginny! I just wanted you to be happy, and you are! But that didn't mean that Draco Malfoy was someone I wanted to see you be happy with. I thought 'why can't she go and find herself a "nice" boy?' But after talking to Narcissa, I totally support you and Draco. The way you two glow when you're together is positively amazing," Molly explained.
"Mum - you saw us for like four seconds.how could you possibly -," Ginny began, confused.
"It was just so obvious!" Molly chirped. "So, how are the potatoes?"
A change of subject always meant that there was something going on at the Weasley house. Ginny knew as soon as Molly had cut her off with her overly chipper statement that she wasn't getting the whole truth and that really irritated her.
The redheaded girl didn't have much time to ponder this any further because Angelina let out a shrill cry.
Fred noticed it first.
"Ang - I think you've sprung a leak!" He cried, baffled by the situation before him.
"Fred, my water just broke! The baby's coming! We need to get to St. Mungo's immediately!" Angelina cried and jumped to her feet.
"Oh how marvelous! Accio bag!" Molly squealed, summoning the bag she had kept packed with clothes and things that Angelina would need when the baby came. "Let's go everyone, we really must hurry!"
Suddenly, the Burrow turned into complete and utter pandemonium. Fred was running around like a chicken with it's head cut off; George and Katie Bell along with Percy and Penelope got into the fireplace so they could floo to St. Mungo's and warn them so that everything was set up for Angelina when she arrived, while Bill, Fleur, Charlie and Rachel all Apparated there, to ensure a speedy arrival.
Harry, Ron, Hermione and Lavender rounded up the little kids to get them ready, insisting they would be there later. Arthur and Fred Apparated next. They were closely followed by the huffing and puffing Molly and Angelina, who had spent a considerable amount of time wondering which way they should go to ensure the safety of the baby. If Angelina Apparated, there was a good chance of getting splinched, but, if she flooed there, she may fall and cause trauma. They eventually decided to floo because there would be plenty of people on the other side of the fireplace to catch her.
Ginny, took her turn next as she threw her handful of floo powder into the fire yelling,
"St. Mungo's Maternity Ward!"
When she opened her eyes, she found herself in a very white waiting room with everyone who had previously gone except Fred and Angelina.
"Oh dear! I do hope it's going well!" Molly said, pacing around the room anxiously. "I mean, when Rachel had Andrew and Chris it was a quick and easy birth. But when Fleur gave birth to Sophie, it lasted for ages! She was in labor for nearly 36 hours and then they had complications because Sophie was tangled up in her umbilical cord. I just don't think I can handle that kind of stress again!"
"Mum, calm down! I'm sure Fred will keep you posted," Penelope said, reassuringly.
"Yes, you're right of course, dear."
And she was. Fred would rush in and update them about once every ten minutes for an hour and a half. Who know Fred would be so excited about taking on responsibility?
Finally, the long awaited news arrived that Angelina had given birth to a beautiful baby girl.
"Oh wonderful!" Molly exclaimed, tearing up over her fourth grandchild. She ran straight to the nursery window before Fred had time to tell them what her name was.
Everyone got to the window just in time to see a small bundle of pink brought in. The nurse brought her to the window to show the excited Weasley family.
"She's so beautiful." Ginny cooed at her new niece.
"Danica Alexis." Fred said proudly from the back of the group as he pushed his way up toward the window and watched with satisfaction as the lady behind the glass laid his new daughter down in her own cradle.
After visiting Angelina, everyone, but Fred, decided to call it a night.
"Let's make like a baby and head out!" George cracked, grabbing Katie Bell's hand.
Everyone rolled their eyes and those that could Apparate did so and those that couldn't, used the floo network.
When Ginny finally curled up in her bed, it was nearing midnight. She had just finished packing for Hogwarts and she was now officially exhausted. It had definitely been a long night.
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"Mr. Draco, sir." Bella whispered into her sleeping master's ear. She received no response.
"Young master Malfoy," she persisted, a bit more loudly.
"Hmm?" the blonde boy mumbled.
"Mr. Draco is needing to getup and go to school, sir."
"Just Draco," he reminded his childhood friend.
"You see, Mr. Draco. Bella thought that over and she is deciding that addressing Mr. Draco without a title is absurd, sir. It is disrespectful. So, Bella is calling you MR. Draco," the old house elf explained logically.
"You're nutters, Bella," Draco noted. He was just pulling himself up when he was knocked back against the pillows by a mass of blonde hair.
"Drakie, are you leaving today?" Bailey asked solemnly.
"Looks that way," Draco told her, pointing to the large trunk.
"Why?"
"I have to go to school."
"But what will I do without you?" the young girl questioned, her eyes wide.
"You'll be going to school as well!" Draco assured her, picking her up and placing her on the ground as he walked to the bathroom, dismissing Bella, to brush his teeth.
"With you?" Bailey asked hopefully.
"Nope."
"Overseas?" the fragile girl questioned, dread obvious in her voice.
"Didn't Mum tell you? You'll be home schooled," Draco explained, spitting out his toothpaste.
"Mommy's going to teach me?" Bailey asked gleefully.
Draco smirked; obviously Bailey still had a lot of learning to do about Narcissa.
"Of course not, the day Mum teaches something besides etiquette is the day I change my name to Harry Potter," Draco replied, "Bella will be teaching you; nothing too hard, just basic knowledge for your age. You'll need spelling, math, science, reading and writing; she might even teach you some small magic things," Draco told her, winking, "Then Mum will teach you proper etiquette."
Bailey squealed with delight.
"Goody! I have to go, Drakie! I can't be late for my first day!" she said, rushing out the door before Draco had a chance to tell her that being late would be near impossibly seeing as Bella would probably teach Bailey arithmetic in bed, if that's what Bailey wanted.
Draco sighed as he thought about how much he would miss his little sister over the school term. Things just wouldn't be the same without seeing her smiling face two inches away from his every morning when he woke up. At least there would be holidays though.
At Hogwarts, things would be different. Normal - well, as normal as things ever got at Hogwarts. There would be tons of homework, Quidditch games and Ginny. Momentarily, Draco wondered where he would be without her. Probably amongst Death Eaters right now in the war (on the wrong side, of course), he knew. He'd still be heartless.
That day on the train when he'd seen her being attacked by Creevy, he saw his mother. He saw a fragile girl in pain. It was at that moment he realized how beautiful she was and he was not about to let something so beautiful get mutilated. He didn't know what had happened exactly but it felt almost like something in his heart clicked into place and began working properly. Whatever it was, he was eternally grateful.
"Draco! Hurry up or you'll miss the train! Byron's waiting for you!" Narcissa called.
Byron could now Apparate and he was going to Apparate to a safe spot behind King's Cross while Draco would use a Port Key to get to the same place.
Draco lugged his trunk and owl down the steps and into the entrance hall.
"Bout time slow poke," Byron sneered.
"Shove it Byron - it's too early for that crap. We're going to miss the train if we don't hurry," Draco snarled. Byron went outside first.
"Bye Drakie!" Bailey said jumping into his arms. It appeared as though she had gotten into her Mum's makeup in order to get ready for her first day.
"Bye Bailey," Draco said chuckling and kissing her head.
"Bye Draco, behave yourself this year! And look after Ginny!" Narcissa said, kissing him on the cheek and taking Bailey from him.
"I will Mum! Bye!" Draco called as he touched the lunchbox that was actually the port key. He felt a tug behind his navel. Soon the chaos, of his last year at Hogwarts, would begin.
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Ginny woke up incredibly early the morning of the first. She was prepared to look her best for the first day of school. She was absolutely ecstatic to be going back to school again. She would be able to see Draco everyday of the week! It would definitely be better than sitting at home, wondering what her mother and Narcissa were up to.
Ginny walked across her floor and sat down at her large vanity to begin getting ready.
After using a de-frizzing charm on her hair and applying her makeup as flawlessly as she knew how, she dressed in a pair of jeans and a sweatshirt and finished off with a pair of old tennis shoes and headed downstairs. Her eyelids were still heavy from fatigue, but they lifted for the last home-cooked breakfast she'd have in a while. Ginny was greeted by the amazing smell of pancakes.
"That smells amazing, Mum!" Ginny praised, taking her seat next to the only person that would be up that early. "Morning, Ron!"
"Mornin' Gin," he greeted between bites, "You don't look well."
"Shut up, Ron." she snapped. Ginny was not really a morning person. Okay, she's not a morning person at all. Basically, she'd say good morning to everyone awake, tell her Mum the food was good and then she ate. No comments were accepted until after breakfast or before nine o'clock, whichever came first. Unfortunately for Ron, she hadn't eaten yet and it was seven o'clock.
"Don't be a grouch, Gin," Ron said matter-of-factly. "It's not my fault someone woke up on the wrong side of the bed!"
"Ron, if you know what's best for you, you'll stop talking until I'm finished eating." Ginny said sharply, shoving a forkful of syrup-drenched pancakes into her mouth hastily.
"What is it with Weasley's and their food?" Harry asked, yawning as he sauntered into the kitchen and sat down in front of a plate across from Ginny.
"Morning, Harry," Ron said cheerily. HE was happiest WHILE he was eating.
"Good morning, Ron," Harry greeted as he spread butter on his pancakes.
It didn't take long before the two boys had launched into an extremely spirited discussion about who was going to make it to the Quidditch Cup Playoffs this year - Ron still insisted it would be the Wasps and the Cannons but Harry believed Bulgaria and France would be going at it in the end. It was Harry who noticed Ginny's odd position first.
"Hey Ron, check out Ginny," he said laughing.
Ron glanced at his sister briefly before doing a double take. Ginny's arm was underneath her head, which was resting on the table. Her plateful of pancakes had been pushed towards the middle of the table - though she was still holding her fork with her right hand.
Ron, too, erupted in laughter. "I knew she was tired," he exclaimed. He couldn't read emotions or moods of women well- but 'tired' he knew. 'Hungry' was fairly easy as well.
"What's so funny?" Bill asked upon entering to the kitchen.
"Our sister. Ron laughed - pointing at the sleeping girl.
"Guess SOMEONE was a little tired," Bill commented.
"Boys, be nice to Ginny. She's had a trying year and a fairly stressful summer and I think it's just now catching up to her," Molly said.
Two and a half hours later, the whole family had gathered in the kitchen carrying on discussions while Ginny slept the morning away.
Finally, it was Charlie who decided Ginny should be woken up. If they waited until it was time to leave, Ginny would have their heads.
"Gin! Rise and shine!" he half-whispered into her ear.
"What?" Ginny asked sitting up with a puzzled expression written on her face.
"Have a good nap?" Harry grinned.
"Nap?" Ginny asked, obviously still puzzled. Realization dawned on her suddenly. "How long was I asleep?" she asked, horrified.
"Only about two and a half hours," Ron said reassuringly.
"Only?" Ginny screeched, "I have to go and pack!" She ran up the stair hastily tripping over the sixth step.
"And you wanted to wait until you left," Charlie laughed from the kitchen.
The redhead burst into her room and began literally shoving things into her large trunk. Her books were already there but she had clothes to pack and more school supplies that she'd recently bought.
She came to an obstacle about two-thirds of the way through when suddenly there was no more room.
"Just lovely, now what do I do?" she grumbled. She flopped onto her bed, exhausted, thinking about how she would solve this problem. Eventually it came to her that she could just call Bill in to use a shrinking charm on her trunk.
Finally, once Ginny was done packing, she, Ron and Harry were taken to King's Cross Station. Being the Dream Team's last year, they were all highly emotional once at Platform Nine and Three-quarters.
Hermione and Lavender were crying, while Ron and Harry were doing their best not to show their true feelings.
Ginny wasn't too happy either. The sadness, that seemed to emanate from the seventh years, was getting to her as well. It reminded her that Draco had only one year left with her.
"Lav, can you believe it? Only one more year to go, what will we do without Hogwarts? It's been our second home for the last six years," Hermione said tear-eyed. Of course everyone knew that she would most probably become an Auror for the Ministry or teach at Hogwarts.
"I know; and to think - no more Trewlany. I'll have to go on without her wise words," Lavender said dramatically.
Hermione rolled her eyes at her friend's dramatization over a supposed crackpot.
"I think you'll get over that, Lav. I really do."
"Yeah, probably so, I mean we'll probably never see some of our classmates again. How sad," Lavender said, seriously.
The two seventh year girls chatted on until the teens got to the station. They had come to the conclusion that they must say individual goodbyes to all of their classmates at the end of the year.
Ginny gazed around the Platform looking for the blonde hair that she knew so well. Just as she was about ready to give up and begin looking on the train, a familiar voice greeted her cheerfully.
"Hey, Gin, what's up?" Blaise asked, appearing in front of her from out of the crowd.
"Not a whole lot since yesterday actually. How about you?" Ginny asked.
"The same. Chloe met some new girls that she said you would probably be rooming with. They seem nice. Well, all but one."
"What do you mean all but one?" Ginny questioned, curious about her new roommates.
"She's very snobby, this one is. Wouldn't surprise me a bit if she were put into Slytherin though, I hope not. The others are obviously Gryffindors - or Hufflepuffs," Blaise said, the last part maliciously, "Draco's already claimed a compartment towards the back of the train. Not sure if Byron's there or not, but you could always check," the raven-haired girl winked.
"Oh come on! It's not like he's ten times sexier than Draco or anything. There's just something about him that puts him a millimeter ahead. I won't be going for him though, not to worry," Ginny assured her friend.
"I think it's because Byron's new and dangerous," Blaise said matter-of- factly.
"Oh, and Draco's not dangerous?" Ginny reminded her.
"Well, not really. You do have to admit that Draco's loosing his edge. He's definitely softened up a bit since you two started dating. Plus, it's not even a secret anymore - I mean, who really cares if you two get caught?" Blaise said.
"I suppose you're right but that's not ALL bad." Ginny defended looking at the ground.
Blaise knew that all the talk of how Draco had lost his edge was upsetting Ginny slightly. Part of the attraction to him was the bad-boy image he carried with him but now it was wearing off. The Slytherin girl loved seeing Draco and Ginny happy together so she decided to drop the subject.
"Well listen, Gin, I gotta go and find Dean. I'll meet up with you later, all right?"
"All right." Ginny answered dully, traipsing towards the Hogwarts Express. She shoved all her stuff into storage and wandered around in search of Chloe or Draco.
Eventually she ran into Draco in the corridor, Byron in tow. As soon as she saw Byron, she noticed that familiar Malfoy sparkle of mischief in his eye.
"Hey boys!" Ginny greeted them, putting all her thoughts aside for now.
"Hey Gin," they chorused at the sound of her voice.
"Have you two kept out of trouble, so far?" Ginny asked.
"Since yesterday?" Draco asked.
"I try not to, but Draco ruins all my fun," Byron teased.
"For some reason, that's incredibly hard to imagine!" the redhead giggled, glancing at Draco.
"There really isn't any point to any of those pranks you suggested. Especially the whole 'let's set the trolley cart on fire and bewitch it to roll into a first year's compartment' idea," Draco shot back grumpily.
"Lighten up, Drake," Byron told his near identical cousin.
On the outside, Ginny was smiling and laughing, but inwardly she wasn't. She was wondering what happened to him. All she wanted was the old Draco Malfoy - the troublemaker, the witty one; the dangerous one. She never thought that she would wish he was his cold, evil self, but for now, that's all she longed for.
"So, where are we sitting Gin?" Draco questioned.
"Well, I thought we'd swing by Harry, Hermione, Ron and Lavender's compartment so Byron can meet your favorite subjects of torture," Ginny told him mischievously.
"Okay," was all Draco had to say.
"Sounds like a ball - let's go!" Bryon said sounding excited. He reminded her so much of what Draco used to be - maybe even a bit nicer.
Ginny led the way to the Dream Team's compartment and slid the door open. Draco opted to stay outside.
"Hey guys!"
"Hey Gin! Malfoy," Harry greeted.
"What'd you bring him for?" Ron asked.
"Ginny, they already know my name!" Byron said quietly, a little freaked out. He then pointed to Harry. "You must be Potter - judging by the ugly scar. And then there's Weasley, Brown and Granger." Byron said, acting as though it was some sort of guessing game. He was making himself look extremely dumb.
"What's wrong with him?" Ron asked, looking shocked at Byron's comment.
"Guys, this is -" Ginny began.
"So weird, does he have a concussion or something?" Lavender asked. "I hope so." She muttered underneath her breath.
"No." Ginny said.
"So he's just playing dumb," Harry deduced.
"Hey!" Byron tried to cut in.
"He doesn't have to PLAY, Harry," Ron chuckled, taking advantage of the situation.
Draco took this moment to pop his head through the door to ask if they were ready to leave yet.
All four pairs of arguing eyes rested on the REAL Draco Malfoy, confused by the whole situation.
"Who's he?" Hermione asked.
"Draco," Ginny said simply.
"So, who's that?" Ron asked of Byron.
"His cousin, Byron Malfoy, he's a seventh year this year," Ginny told them all logically.
"Not another one!" Ron whinnied, receiving a slap on the arm from Lavender.
"It's nice to meet you, Byron. As you have already guessed, I'm Lavender."
"Yes, and I'm Hermione Granger."
"The pleasure is all mine, ladies," Byron told the two brunettes suavely.
Ron and Harry's tempers were flaring, so Ginny seized her chance to make a quick and clean getaway.
"Well, I guess we'll be seeing you then!" she said.
"Yeah," Ron and Harry chorused, faces red, holding back the anger of seeing another Malfoy standing before them and flirting shamelessly with their girlfriends.
Although Hermione and Lavender appeared to be disappointed, they said goodbye without complaint as the two Malfoys and Ginny headed out of the door, Ginny holding both of their arms and pushing them slightly faster than normal walking pace.
"Well, wasn't that fun?" Ginny asked sardonically.
"Why do you pick on those girls so much, Drake? They're plenty pretty," Byron wondered aloud, once they were out of earshot from the compartment holding the obviously outraged boys.
"Granger's not a pureblood and Brown's annoying," Draco told him simply, taking a seat in an empty compartment towards the back of the train.
"Annoying we can handle. Not sure about the Mudblood though," Byron reasoned, sitting across from Draco.
Ginny cast Byron a sour look after his ill-chosen comment. Maybe he wasn't so great after all.
The odd and unlikely trio talked for a while until there was a knock on the door. Ginny opened the door to reveal Nymphadora Tonks with her bubblegum pink hair again.
"Tonks!" Ginny squealed, jumping from her place beside Draco to greet her favorite member of the Order.
"Hey Gin!" the pink haired lady greeted the smallest Weasley.
"What are you doing here?" the redhead asked incredulously.
"Say hello to your new Defense Against the Dark Arts teacher! With the war appearing to be on the verge of ending, Dumbledore was having even more trouble finding a teacher as everyone thinks that Hogwarts will be You-Know- Who's final target. Things were slow for me at the Ministry as all the jobs are ones that require absolute quiet - so I took the job!" Tonks explained.
"Wow! That's awesome!" Ginny exclaimed.
Tonks' eyes darted from Ginny's face to the two boys that seemed to be accompanying her. They appeared to be twins at a glance.
"Hey, Gin. I always knew you were a hot commodity, but since when do you date two guys?" Tonks teased.
"I'm not dating two guys, Tonks. This is my boyfriend Draco and his cousin Byron," Ginny laughed.
"Draco and Byron Malfoy?" Tonks questioned her young friend.
"Yup. That'd be them."
"How long have you and Draco been dating?"
"Well, it's sort of been and on again, off again relationship for almost a year until recently. We've been pretty solid for the past few months," Ginny said proudly.
"Wow, there's something I never would have expected from a Malfoy, and with a child of Arthur Weasley's no less!" Tonks commented, surprised. "Be careful," she added under her breath.
"I will be," Ginny assured her.
"Well, I think I'm going to go and take a nap before we arrive at the castle. I'll be seeing you in class," Tonks said, closing the door behind her.
"How'd you know her?' Draco asked.
"One of my Dad's friends, she's an Auror at the Ministry."
"What did you say her name was?"
"Tonks. Nymphadora Tonks. She prefers to be addressed by her surname only." Ginny told him.
"What an odd lady," Byron remarked. "Did you see her hair? It's pink!"
"Yes and tomorrow it will likely be long green and curly," the girl chuckled, "With a nice pig snout as well."
Draco and Byron looked at Ginny with questioning looks.
"Tonks is a metamorphmagus." Ginny revealed, their eyebrows were still furrowed so she went on, "She can change her appearance at will. It's unlikely that she will ever look exactly the same twice."
"I don't think I've ever heard of that," Draco said.
"Me neither," Byron said, "That sounds so strange."
"I think she's brilliant," Ginny defended her friend.
The rest of the train ride was fairly quiet and uneventful. Draco didn't hardly glance at her or touch her. Ginny wished to herself that she had the old Draco back once more. Not this dull, nicer and quieter version. He almost acted as though he didn't love her anymore.
It was almost as if he had changed overnight.
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Ta da! So there you have it! I know I know not my best work but really, it gets better! Sorry it took so long but please do review!! I love you guys!
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By: DC
Chapter 5
The Real Draco Malfoy
Summary: Ginny and Draco have to say goodbye to each other for the summer and they both go home to BIG surprises! Draco's got a little one at home and Ginny's got several! At school there's new kid causing some trouble between the lovers, nasty rumors are beginning to spread and it's starting to look like things will never be the same again. Plus Draco and Ginny get paired up for another practical project! And what does a sack of flour have to with it??
Author's Note: Hey everyone! I'm glad that you all liked the last chapter that was put up! As you could maybe tell, the plot line will be starting soon, a little less fluff and things like that. For everyone who loves fluff then don't worry there will still be some because what's a good romance without fluff? So there was a comment that maybe the plot line would be fairly generic with a prophecy and everything. I must warn you that this story will include a prophecy as you may have guessed but it won't be the typical plot that you're used to seeing. I haven't read any stories like the one I've got planned for you all so hopefully it will be exciting for you all.
With all that said, here's the fifth chapter in the sequel to The Girl All The Bad Guys Want. In this chapter you will find that there have been a few new characters added! I love new characters! They are mine. All mine. You will see a reappearance of Rachel, Andrew, Chris and Sophie; but then there will be a new character named Danica. Also, you'll see a moody Draco and some spoilers for OotP in terms of characters.
Disclaimer: I don't own any of the characters you recognize as being J.K.'s. I do have a few of my own though, to include the expanded Weasley clan, Byron, Chloe, Payton, Andrew, Bella, Bailey, Mara and Elisabeth. I also own the plot and that means no stealing!
All right, now that my speech is over, read it and then leave me a review! It doesn't necessarily have to be a long review - just tell me if you like it and who your favorite characters are! Enjoy!
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Chapter 5
The Real Draco Malfoy
Last time: Ginny walks in on her mum and Narcissa Malfoy talking about something secret. Suspicions arise and Ginny wonders what could possible be so important yet so secret about her and Draco.
By dinner time that evening after the shopping trip to Diagon Alley, Ginny had almost succeeded in forgetting the conversation she had overheard earlier. Unfortunately, Molly decided to refresh Ginny's memory.
"I had tea with Narcissa today," she proclaimed, looking around the dinner table at her many children.
"Malfoy?" Charlie asked incredulously.
"Who else?"
"Yeah, how many Narcissas do YOU know?" Fred asked eyebrows arched.
"Good point."
"ANYWAY," Molly interrupted and turned to Ginny as she went on, "We talked about Ginny and Draco's relationship while we were there."
Hermione smiled and looked at Harry. Lavender grinned and grabbed hold of the back of Ron' t-shirt as discreetly as possible. Ginny had a sneaking feeling that Ron knew more than he was letting on. He probably only held back and played dumb because there wasn't much he could do about it, with the whole family already knowing.
"Okay." Bill pursued.
"Narcissa and I support the whole situation," the redheaded woman beamed.
"Why wouldn't you? I mean, they're only friends!" Ron asked exasperated.
"Mum, I thought you already did support us!" Ginny said in a slightly indignant tone.
"Oh Ginny! I just wanted you to be happy, and you are! But that didn't mean that Draco Malfoy was someone I wanted to see you be happy with. I thought 'why can't she go and find herself a "nice" boy?' But after talking to Narcissa, I totally support you and Draco. The way you two glow when you're together is positively amazing," Molly explained.
"Mum - you saw us for like four seconds.how could you possibly -," Ginny began, confused.
"It was just so obvious!" Molly chirped. "So, how are the potatoes?"
A change of subject always meant that there was something going on at the Weasley house. Ginny knew as soon as Molly had cut her off with her overly chipper statement that she wasn't getting the whole truth and that really irritated her.
The redheaded girl didn't have much time to ponder this any further because Angelina let out a shrill cry.
Fred noticed it first.
"Ang - I think you've sprung a leak!" He cried, baffled by the situation before him.
"Fred, my water just broke! The baby's coming! We need to get to St. Mungo's immediately!" Angelina cried and jumped to her feet.
"Oh how marvelous! Accio bag!" Molly squealed, summoning the bag she had kept packed with clothes and things that Angelina would need when the baby came. "Let's go everyone, we really must hurry!"
Suddenly, the Burrow turned into complete and utter pandemonium. Fred was running around like a chicken with it's head cut off; George and Katie Bell along with Percy and Penelope got into the fireplace so they could floo to St. Mungo's and warn them so that everything was set up for Angelina when she arrived, while Bill, Fleur, Charlie and Rachel all Apparated there, to ensure a speedy arrival.
Harry, Ron, Hermione and Lavender rounded up the little kids to get them ready, insisting they would be there later. Arthur and Fred Apparated next. They were closely followed by the huffing and puffing Molly and Angelina, who had spent a considerable amount of time wondering which way they should go to ensure the safety of the baby. If Angelina Apparated, there was a good chance of getting splinched, but, if she flooed there, she may fall and cause trauma. They eventually decided to floo because there would be plenty of people on the other side of the fireplace to catch her.
Ginny, took her turn next as she threw her handful of floo powder into the fire yelling,
"St. Mungo's Maternity Ward!"
When she opened her eyes, she found herself in a very white waiting room with everyone who had previously gone except Fred and Angelina.
"Oh dear! I do hope it's going well!" Molly said, pacing around the room anxiously. "I mean, when Rachel had Andrew and Chris it was a quick and easy birth. But when Fleur gave birth to Sophie, it lasted for ages! She was in labor for nearly 36 hours and then they had complications because Sophie was tangled up in her umbilical cord. I just don't think I can handle that kind of stress again!"
"Mum, calm down! I'm sure Fred will keep you posted," Penelope said, reassuringly.
"Yes, you're right of course, dear."
And she was. Fred would rush in and update them about once every ten minutes for an hour and a half. Who know Fred would be so excited about taking on responsibility?
Finally, the long awaited news arrived that Angelina had given birth to a beautiful baby girl.
"Oh wonderful!" Molly exclaimed, tearing up over her fourth grandchild. She ran straight to the nursery window before Fred had time to tell them what her name was.
Everyone got to the window just in time to see a small bundle of pink brought in. The nurse brought her to the window to show the excited Weasley family.
"She's so beautiful." Ginny cooed at her new niece.
"Danica Alexis." Fred said proudly from the back of the group as he pushed his way up toward the window and watched with satisfaction as the lady behind the glass laid his new daughter down in her own cradle.
After visiting Angelina, everyone, but Fred, decided to call it a night.
"Let's make like a baby and head out!" George cracked, grabbing Katie Bell's hand.
Everyone rolled their eyes and those that could Apparate did so and those that couldn't, used the floo network.
When Ginny finally curled up in her bed, it was nearing midnight. She had just finished packing for Hogwarts and she was now officially exhausted. It had definitely been a long night.
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"Mr. Draco, sir." Bella whispered into her sleeping master's ear. She received no response.
"Young master Malfoy," she persisted, a bit more loudly.
"Hmm?" the blonde boy mumbled.
"Mr. Draco is needing to getup and go to school, sir."
"Just Draco," he reminded his childhood friend.
"You see, Mr. Draco. Bella thought that over and she is deciding that addressing Mr. Draco without a title is absurd, sir. It is disrespectful. So, Bella is calling you MR. Draco," the old house elf explained logically.
"You're nutters, Bella," Draco noted. He was just pulling himself up when he was knocked back against the pillows by a mass of blonde hair.
"Drakie, are you leaving today?" Bailey asked solemnly.
"Looks that way," Draco told her, pointing to the large trunk.
"Why?"
"I have to go to school."
"But what will I do without you?" the young girl questioned, her eyes wide.
"You'll be going to school as well!" Draco assured her, picking her up and placing her on the ground as he walked to the bathroom, dismissing Bella, to brush his teeth.
"With you?" Bailey asked hopefully.
"Nope."
"Overseas?" the fragile girl questioned, dread obvious in her voice.
"Didn't Mum tell you? You'll be home schooled," Draco explained, spitting out his toothpaste.
"Mommy's going to teach me?" Bailey asked gleefully.
Draco smirked; obviously Bailey still had a lot of learning to do about Narcissa.
"Of course not, the day Mum teaches something besides etiquette is the day I change my name to Harry Potter," Draco replied, "Bella will be teaching you; nothing too hard, just basic knowledge for your age. You'll need spelling, math, science, reading and writing; she might even teach you some small magic things," Draco told her, winking, "Then Mum will teach you proper etiquette."
Bailey squealed with delight.
"Goody! I have to go, Drakie! I can't be late for my first day!" she said, rushing out the door before Draco had a chance to tell her that being late would be near impossibly seeing as Bella would probably teach Bailey arithmetic in bed, if that's what Bailey wanted.
Draco sighed as he thought about how much he would miss his little sister over the school term. Things just wouldn't be the same without seeing her smiling face two inches away from his every morning when he woke up. At least there would be holidays though.
At Hogwarts, things would be different. Normal - well, as normal as things ever got at Hogwarts. There would be tons of homework, Quidditch games and Ginny. Momentarily, Draco wondered where he would be without her. Probably amongst Death Eaters right now in the war (on the wrong side, of course), he knew. He'd still be heartless.
That day on the train when he'd seen her being attacked by Creevy, he saw his mother. He saw a fragile girl in pain. It was at that moment he realized how beautiful she was and he was not about to let something so beautiful get mutilated. He didn't know what had happened exactly but it felt almost like something in his heart clicked into place and began working properly. Whatever it was, he was eternally grateful.
"Draco! Hurry up or you'll miss the train! Byron's waiting for you!" Narcissa called.
Byron could now Apparate and he was going to Apparate to a safe spot behind King's Cross while Draco would use a Port Key to get to the same place.
Draco lugged his trunk and owl down the steps and into the entrance hall.
"Bout time slow poke," Byron sneered.
"Shove it Byron - it's too early for that crap. We're going to miss the train if we don't hurry," Draco snarled. Byron went outside first.
"Bye Drakie!" Bailey said jumping into his arms. It appeared as though she had gotten into her Mum's makeup in order to get ready for her first day.
"Bye Bailey," Draco said chuckling and kissing her head.
"Bye Draco, behave yourself this year! And look after Ginny!" Narcissa said, kissing him on the cheek and taking Bailey from him.
"I will Mum! Bye!" Draco called as he touched the lunchbox that was actually the port key. He felt a tug behind his navel. Soon the chaos, of his last year at Hogwarts, would begin.
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Ginny woke up incredibly early the morning of the first. She was prepared to look her best for the first day of school. She was absolutely ecstatic to be going back to school again. She would be able to see Draco everyday of the week! It would definitely be better than sitting at home, wondering what her mother and Narcissa were up to.
Ginny walked across her floor and sat down at her large vanity to begin getting ready.
After using a de-frizzing charm on her hair and applying her makeup as flawlessly as she knew how, she dressed in a pair of jeans and a sweatshirt and finished off with a pair of old tennis shoes and headed downstairs. Her eyelids were still heavy from fatigue, but they lifted for the last home-cooked breakfast she'd have in a while. Ginny was greeted by the amazing smell of pancakes.
"That smells amazing, Mum!" Ginny praised, taking her seat next to the only person that would be up that early. "Morning, Ron!"
"Mornin' Gin," he greeted between bites, "You don't look well."
"Shut up, Ron." she snapped. Ginny was not really a morning person. Okay, she's not a morning person at all. Basically, she'd say good morning to everyone awake, tell her Mum the food was good and then she ate. No comments were accepted until after breakfast or before nine o'clock, whichever came first. Unfortunately for Ron, she hadn't eaten yet and it was seven o'clock.
"Don't be a grouch, Gin," Ron said matter-of-factly. "It's not my fault someone woke up on the wrong side of the bed!"
"Ron, if you know what's best for you, you'll stop talking until I'm finished eating." Ginny said sharply, shoving a forkful of syrup-drenched pancakes into her mouth hastily.
"What is it with Weasley's and their food?" Harry asked, yawning as he sauntered into the kitchen and sat down in front of a plate across from Ginny.
"Morning, Harry," Ron said cheerily. HE was happiest WHILE he was eating.
"Good morning, Ron," Harry greeted as he spread butter on his pancakes.
It didn't take long before the two boys had launched into an extremely spirited discussion about who was going to make it to the Quidditch Cup Playoffs this year - Ron still insisted it would be the Wasps and the Cannons but Harry believed Bulgaria and France would be going at it in the end. It was Harry who noticed Ginny's odd position first.
"Hey Ron, check out Ginny," he said laughing.
Ron glanced at his sister briefly before doing a double take. Ginny's arm was underneath her head, which was resting on the table. Her plateful of pancakes had been pushed towards the middle of the table - though she was still holding her fork with her right hand.
Ron, too, erupted in laughter. "I knew she was tired," he exclaimed. He couldn't read emotions or moods of women well- but 'tired' he knew. 'Hungry' was fairly easy as well.
"What's so funny?" Bill asked upon entering to the kitchen.
"Our sister. Ron laughed - pointing at the sleeping girl.
"Guess SOMEONE was a little tired," Bill commented.
"Boys, be nice to Ginny. She's had a trying year and a fairly stressful summer and I think it's just now catching up to her," Molly said.
Two and a half hours later, the whole family had gathered in the kitchen carrying on discussions while Ginny slept the morning away.
Finally, it was Charlie who decided Ginny should be woken up. If they waited until it was time to leave, Ginny would have their heads.
"Gin! Rise and shine!" he half-whispered into her ear.
"What?" Ginny asked sitting up with a puzzled expression written on her face.
"Have a good nap?" Harry grinned.
"Nap?" Ginny asked, obviously still puzzled. Realization dawned on her suddenly. "How long was I asleep?" she asked, horrified.
"Only about two and a half hours," Ron said reassuringly.
"Only?" Ginny screeched, "I have to go and pack!" She ran up the stair hastily tripping over the sixth step.
"And you wanted to wait until you left," Charlie laughed from the kitchen.
The redhead burst into her room and began literally shoving things into her large trunk. Her books were already there but she had clothes to pack and more school supplies that she'd recently bought.
She came to an obstacle about two-thirds of the way through when suddenly there was no more room.
"Just lovely, now what do I do?" she grumbled. She flopped onto her bed, exhausted, thinking about how she would solve this problem. Eventually it came to her that she could just call Bill in to use a shrinking charm on her trunk.
Finally, once Ginny was done packing, she, Ron and Harry were taken to King's Cross Station. Being the Dream Team's last year, they were all highly emotional once at Platform Nine and Three-quarters.
Hermione and Lavender were crying, while Ron and Harry were doing their best not to show their true feelings.
Ginny wasn't too happy either. The sadness, that seemed to emanate from the seventh years, was getting to her as well. It reminded her that Draco had only one year left with her.
"Lav, can you believe it? Only one more year to go, what will we do without Hogwarts? It's been our second home for the last six years," Hermione said tear-eyed. Of course everyone knew that she would most probably become an Auror for the Ministry or teach at Hogwarts.
"I know; and to think - no more Trewlany. I'll have to go on without her wise words," Lavender said dramatically.
Hermione rolled her eyes at her friend's dramatization over a supposed crackpot.
"I think you'll get over that, Lav. I really do."
"Yeah, probably so, I mean we'll probably never see some of our classmates again. How sad," Lavender said, seriously.
The two seventh year girls chatted on until the teens got to the station. They had come to the conclusion that they must say individual goodbyes to all of their classmates at the end of the year.
Ginny gazed around the Platform looking for the blonde hair that she knew so well. Just as she was about ready to give up and begin looking on the train, a familiar voice greeted her cheerfully.
"Hey, Gin, what's up?" Blaise asked, appearing in front of her from out of the crowd.
"Not a whole lot since yesterday actually. How about you?" Ginny asked.
"The same. Chloe met some new girls that she said you would probably be rooming with. They seem nice. Well, all but one."
"What do you mean all but one?" Ginny questioned, curious about her new roommates.
"She's very snobby, this one is. Wouldn't surprise me a bit if she were put into Slytherin though, I hope not. The others are obviously Gryffindors - or Hufflepuffs," Blaise said, the last part maliciously, "Draco's already claimed a compartment towards the back of the train. Not sure if Byron's there or not, but you could always check," the raven-haired girl winked.
"Oh come on! It's not like he's ten times sexier than Draco or anything. There's just something about him that puts him a millimeter ahead. I won't be going for him though, not to worry," Ginny assured her friend.
"I think it's because Byron's new and dangerous," Blaise said matter-of- factly.
"Oh, and Draco's not dangerous?" Ginny reminded her.
"Well, not really. You do have to admit that Draco's loosing his edge. He's definitely softened up a bit since you two started dating. Plus, it's not even a secret anymore - I mean, who really cares if you two get caught?" Blaise said.
"I suppose you're right but that's not ALL bad." Ginny defended looking at the ground.
Blaise knew that all the talk of how Draco had lost his edge was upsetting Ginny slightly. Part of the attraction to him was the bad-boy image he carried with him but now it was wearing off. The Slytherin girl loved seeing Draco and Ginny happy together so she decided to drop the subject.
"Well listen, Gin, I gotta go and find Dean. I'll meet up with you later, all right?"
"All right." Ginny answered dully, traipsing towards the Hogwarts Express. She shoved all her stuff into storage and wandered around in search of Chloe or Draco.
Eventually she ran into Draco in the corridor, Byron in tow. As soon as she saw Byron, she noticed that familiar Malfoy sparkle of mischief in his eye.
"Hey boys!" Ginny greeted them, putting all her thoughts aside for now.
"Hey Gin," they chorused at the sound of her voice.
"Have you two kept out of trouble, so far?" Ginny asked.
"Since yesterday?" Draco asked.
"I try not to, but Draco ruins all my fun," Byron teased.
"For some reason, that's incredibly hard to imagine!" the redhead giggled, glancing at Draco.
"There really isn't any point to any of those pranks you suggested. Especially the whole 'let's set the trolley cart on fire and bewitch it to roll into a first year's compartment' idea," Draco shot back grumpily.
"Lighten up, Drake," Byron told his near identical cousin.
On the outside, Ginny was smiling and laughing, but inwardly she wasn't. She was wondering what happened to him. All she wanted was the old Draco Malfoy - the troublemaker, the witty one; the dangerous one. She never thought that she would wish he was his cold, evil self, but for now, that's all she longed for.
"So, where are we sitting Gin?" Draco questioned.
"Well, I thought we'd swing by Harry, Hermione, Ron and Lavender's compartment so Byron can meet your favorite subjects of torture," Ginny told him mischievously.
"Okay," was all Draco had to say.
"Sounds like a ball - let's go!" Bryon said sounding excited. He reminded her so much of what Draco used to be - maybe even a bit nicer.
Ginny led the way to the Dream Team's compartment and slid the door open. Draco opted to stay outside.
"Hey guys!"
"Hey Gin! Malfoy," Harry greeted.
"What'd you bring him for?" Ron asked.
"Ginny, they already know my name!" Byron said quietly, a little freaked out. He then pointed to Harry. "You must be Potter - judging by the ugly scar. And then there's Weasley, Brown and Granger." Byron said, acting as though it was some sort of guessing game. He was making himself look extremely dumb.
"What's wrong with him?" Ron asked, looking shocked at Byron's comment.
"Guys, this is -" Ginny began.
"So weird, does he have a concussion or something?" Lavender asked. "I hope so." She muttered underneath her breath.
"No." Ginny said.
"So he's just playing dumb," Harry deduced.
"Hey!" Byron tried to cut in.
"He doesn't have to PLAY, Harry," Ron chuckled, taking advantage of the situation.
Draco took this moment to pop his head through the door to ask if they were ready to leave yet.
All four pairs of arguing eyes rested on the REAL Draco Malfoy, confused by the whole situation.
"Who's he?" Hermione asked.
"Draco," Ginny said simply.
"So, who's that?" Ron asked of Byron.
"His cousin, Byron Malfoy, he's a seventh year this year," Ginny told them all logically.
"Not another one!" Ron whinnied, receiving a slap on the arm from Lavender.
"It's nice to meet you, Byron. As you have already guessed, I'm Lavender."
"Yes, and I'm Hermione Granger."
"The pleasure is all mine, ladies," Byron told the two brunettes suavely.
Ron and Harry's tempers were flaring, so Ginny seized her chance to make a quick and clean getaway.
"Well, I guess we'll be seeing you then!" she said.
"Yeah," Ron and Harry chorused, faces red, holding back the anger of seeing another Malfoy standing before them and flirting shamelessly with their girlfriends.
Although Hermione and Lavender appeared to be disappointed, they said goodbye without complaint as the two Malfoys and Ginny headed out of the door, Ginny holding both of their arms and pushing them slightly faster than normal walking pace.
"Well, wasn't that fun?" Ginny asked sardonically.
"Why do you pick on those girls so much, Drake? They're plenty pretty," Byron wondered aloud, once they were out of earshot from the compartment holding the obviously outraged boys.
"Granger's not a pureblood and Brown's annoying," Draco told him simply, taking a seat in an empty compartment towards the back of the train.
"Annoying we can handle. Not sure about the Mudblood though," Byron reasoned, sitting across from Draco.
Ginny cast Byron a sour look after his ill-chosen comment. Maybe he wasn't so great after all.
The odd and unlikely trio talked for a while until there was a knock on the door. Ginny opened the door to reveal Nymphadora Tonks with her bubblegum pink hair again.
"Tonks!" Ginny squealed, jumping from her place beside Draco to greet her favorite member of the Order.
"Hey Gin!" the pink haired lady greeted the smallest Weasley.
"What are you doing here?" the redhead asked incredulously.
"Say hello to your new Defense Against the Dark Arts teacher! With the war appearing to be on the verge of ending, Dumbledore was having even more trouble finding a teacher as everyone thinks that Hogwarts will be You-Know- Who's final target. Things were slow for me at the Ministry as all the jobs are ones that require absolute quiet - so I took the job!" Tonks explained.
"Wow! That's awesome!" Ginny exclaimed.
Tonks' eyes darted from Ginny's face to the two boys that seemed to be accompanying her. They appeared to be twins at a glance.
"Hey, Gin. I always knew you were a hot commodity, but since when do you date two guys?" Tonks teased.
"I'm not dating two guys, Tonks. This is my boyfriend Draco and his cousin Byron," Ginny laughed.
"Draco and Byron Malfoy?" Tonks questioned her young friend.
"Yup. That'd be them."
"How long have you and Draco been dating?"
"Well, it's sort of been and on again, off again relationship for almost a year until recently. We've been pretty solid for the past few months," Ginny said proudly.
"Wow, there's something I never would have expected from a Malfoy, and with a child of Arthur Weasley's no less!" Tonks commented, surprised. "Be careful," she added under her breath.
"I will be," Ginny assured her.
"Well, I think I'm going to go and take a nap before we arrive at the castle. I'll be seeing you in class," Tonks said, closing the door behind her.
"How'd you know her?' Draco asked.
"One of my Dad's friends, she's an Auror at the Ministry."
"What did you say her name was?"
"Tonks. Nymphadora Tonks. She prefers to be addressed by her surname only." Ginny told him.
"What an odd lady," Byron remarked. "Did you see her hair? It's pink!"
"Yes and tomorrow it will likely be long green and curly," the girl chuckled, "With a nice pig snout as well."
Draco and Byron looked at Ginny with questioning looks.
"Tonks is a metamorphmagus." Ginny revealed, their eyebrows were still furrowed so she went on, "She can change her appearance at will. It's unlikely that she will ever look exactly the same twice."
"I don't think I've ever heard of that," Draco said.
"Me neither," Byron said, "That sounds so strange."
"I think she's brilliant," Ginny defended her friend.
The rest of the train ride was fairly quiet and uneventful. Draco didn't hardly glance at her or touch her. Ginny wished to herself that she had the old Draco back once more. Not this dull, nicer and quieter version. He almost acted as though he didn't love her anymore.
It was almost as if he had changed overnight.
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