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Chapter Two: The Big Bad Wolf
They hardly realized that they had reached the front doors of the Great Hall.
Draco detached his hand from Ginny's and opened up the door for her.
"Thanks, sweetie." Ginny said as she gave him a kiss on the cheek before walking in.
In mid-stride she stopped, almost causing Draco to bump into her, and stared. Draco looked to see what had caused the hold up.
Neither of them could believe their eyes.
There stood Lucious Malfoy, along with the whole Weasley clan, plus two. Chaos immediately ensued.
"Ginny we were so..." "Boy, I thought you had more..." "How were able to stand him for..." "Did I just see what I think...."
"QUIET!! Much better. Now, might I suggest we all sit down and enjoy a nice lunch, then you may ask your questions." Suggested Professor Dumbledore.
The whole gang sat down at the Ravenclaw table; Dumbledore had seen that it would have been a long, drawn out battle whether or not to sit at the Gryffindor or Slytherin table.
The food immediately appeared on the table and they ate in silence. After the meal, Dumbledore suggested that the two present Malfoy's, Mr. and Mrs. Weasley and Ginny all head up to his office where they could talk in a civilized manner. The Weasley brothers went off to visit Hagrid; all off in their own little worlds, thinking about the summer and what they had just witnessed between their little sister and the snake.
Up in Professor Dumbledore's office, Ginny and her parents stood to one side, while Draco and his father stood to the other side. After Dumbledore sat behind his desk and went through the ritual of offering a sweet, they got down to business.
"I understand that you are confused. The matter really is quite simple. While Ginny and Draco were locked in that house during the holidays, and only they know why, I don't think that we should ask them, when they are ready, they will tell us, they created a certain bond between them. This bond is forever, and will not go away even in death. It would hurt not only one, but both if you, or anyone else, tried to separate them. This bond is similar to the Muggle "soul mate" system, but the circumstances are much more dire. We had to make a few exceptions for Ms. Weasley and young Mr. Malfoy. They will be sharing the same living quarters, separate bedrooms, of course. We have also had to make the decision of who's schedule to change. The professors and I had a meeting shortly after all of this happened and have agreed, with her consent, to transfer Ms. Weasley to the seventh year. She has shown remarkable marks in all of her subjects and we feel that she is ready. She would be graduating with the seventh years, and if she has any troubles, I am sure that young Mr. Malfoy or Ms. Granger would be happy to help her. Are there any questions?" While Professor Dumbledore was giving his little speech, each individual was thinking their own thoughts.
Ginny was absolutely ecstatic. To be perfectly honest, she had become rather bored in her classes because everything just seemed to easy.
Draco was thrilled. He would be able to see Ginny almost all the time, like in the summer, and he knew that they wouldn't sick of each other, if they had a special bond that is hardly ever found in the wizarding world, then how could they get sick of each other?
Mrs. Weasley was happy and sad at the same time. It was the classic, "my baby's growing up, but she's so happy" case.
Mr. Weasley was a tad bit concerned. He didn't want Ginny to get pregnant before they were ready to deal with children, not to mention financially stable (which is somewhat of a joke, considering Draco's inheritance from him Grandmother and the fact that they already had a house).
Lucious was angry beyond all belief. He could not believe what had happened. He wanted nothing more than to 'Avada Kedavra' everybody in the office right now. However, he would rather not spend his life as a muggle and have his fortune go to countless mudblood and muggle charities.
"If it's okay, Professor, Arthur and I would like to talk to Ginny alone." Mrs. Weasley stated.
"Of course, of course. If you will just go beyond that door there, you will come a room that will meet all of your needs. Mr. Malfoy, young Mr. Malfoy, I'm sure that you two would like to talk," Dumbledore chuckled as he saw the appalled look on Draco's face, "you may go through the door just after the one that the Weasley's went through, I will be here to talk with you afterwards."
"Ginny, are you sure that you're okay, you weren't hassled into this or anything, right?" Mrs. Weasley said, worry apparent on her face.
"Mum, I'm fine. I love Draco, and he loves me, there's nothing anybody can say to change that. And no Dad, I am not pregnant. I can't believe that you even thought that."
Mr. Weasley looked surprised. "Can you read my mind now, too?"
"No," Ginny chuckled, "but what your thinking is clearly obvious. Draco and I haven't even gone that far. Yes, we were stuck in the same house, alone, for a whole two months, but that doesn't mean that we did anything other than kiss. He wouldn't even think of asking me until I was completely ready, which won't be for a while yet, let me assure you."
"Well, if you're sure that you will be okay. Just owl us often and Floo if you need anything." Mrs. Weasley said, more relaxed after Ginny's short speech. She wanted grandchildren, but not quite yet, especially from her youngest child and only daughter, who was still a child herself.
In the other room, Mr. Malfoy wasn't saying anything. He had only come in here because that crack-pot old fool had suggested it, and as much as he dislike the geezer, he wasn't about to go against his wishes; the whole "respect your elders" rule.
"Father, I can imagine that you aren't very happy with me, but there is nothing you can do about it, or so I am told. I hope that you become more open minded in the next couple of years; considering Ginny will be with me until I die."
"Yes, Draco. This I know, however much I don't want it. Don't come in contact with me. I will keep you in the will, but only because it would break your mother's heart if I took you out. Besides, who would collect all of my money?" Lucious spat out.
"Yes, Father." Draco said quietly. Inside he was rejoicing because he had won the battle, and quite possibly the war.
Chapter Two: The Big Bad Wolf
They hardly realized that they had reached the front doors of the Great Hall.
Draco detached his hand from Ginny's and opened up the door for her.
"Thanks, sweetie." Ginny said as she gave him a kiss on the cheek before walking in.
In mid-stride she stopped, almost causing Draco to bump into her, and stared. Draco looked to see what had caused the hold up.
Neither of them could believe their eyes.
There stood Lucious Malfoy, along with the whole Weasley clan, plus two. Chaos immediately ensued.
"Ginny we were so..." "Boy, I thought you had more..." "How were able to stand him for..." "Did I just see what I think...."
"QUIET!! Much better. Now, might I suggest we all sit down and enjoy a nice lunch, then you may ask your questions." Suggested Professor Dumbledore.
The whole gang sat down at the Ravenclaw table; Dumbledore had seen that it would have been a long, drawn out battle whether or not to sit at the Gryffindor or Slytherin table.
The food immediately appeared on the table and they ate in silence. After the meal, Dumbledore suggested that the two present Malfoy's, Mr. and Mrs. Weasley and Ginny all head up to his office where they could talk in a civilized manner. The Weasley brothers went off to visit Hagrid; all off in their own little worlds, thinking about the summer and what they had just witnessed between their little sister and the snake.
Up in Professor Dumbledore's office, Ginny and her parents stood to one side, while Draco and his father stood to the other side. After Dumbledore sat behind his desk and went through the ritual of offering a sweet, they got down to business.
"I understand that you are confused. The matter really is quite simple. While Ginny and Draco were locked in that house during the holidays, and only they know why, I don't think that we should ask them, when they are ready, they will tell us, they created a certain bond between them. This bond is forever, and will not go away even in death. It would hurt not only one, but both if you, or anyone else, tried to separate them. This bond is similar to the Muggle "soul mate" system, but the circumstances are much more dire. We had to make a few exceptions for Ms. Weasley and young Mr. Malfoy. They will be sharing the same living quarters, separate bedrooms, of course. We have also had to make the decision of who's schedule to change. The professors and I had a meeting shortly after all of this happened and have agreed, with her consent, to transfer Ms. Weasley to the seventh year. She has shown remarkable marks in all of her subjects and we feel that she is ready. She would be graduating with the seventh years, and if she has any troubles, I am sure that young Mr. Malfoy or Ms. Granger would be happy to help her. Are there any questions?" While Professor Dumbledore was giving his little speech, each individual was thinking their own thoughts.
Ginny was absolutely ecstatic. To be perfectly honest, she had become rather bored in her classes because everything just seemed to easy.
Draco was thrilled. He would be able to see Ginny almost all the time, like in the summer, and he knew that they wouldn't sick of each other, if they had a special bond that is hardly ever found in the wizarding world, then how could they get sick of each other?
Mrs. Weasley was happy and sad at the same time. It was the classic, "my baby's growing up, but she's so happy" case.
Mr. Weasley was a tad bit concerned. He didn't want Ginny to get pregnant before they were ready to deal with children, not to mention financially stable (which is somewhat of a joke, considering Draco's inheritance from him Grandmother and the fact that they already had a house).
Lucious was angry beyond all belief. He could not believe what had happened. He wanted nothing more than to 'Avada Kedavra' everybody in the office right now. However, he would rather not spend his life as a muggle and have his fortune go to countless mudblood and muggle charities.
"If it's okay, Professor, Arthur and I would like to talk to Ginny alone." Mrs. Weasley stated.
"Of course, of course. If you will just go beyond that door there, you will come a room that will meet all of your needs. Mr. Malfoy, young Mr. Malfoy, I'm sure that you two would like to talk," Dumbledore chuckled as he saw the appalled look on Draco's face, "you may go through the door just after the one that the Weasley's went through, I will be here to talk with you afterwards."
"Ginny, are you sure that you're okay, you weren't hassled into this or anything, right?" Mrs. Weasley said, worry apparent on her face.
"Mum, I'm fine. I love Draco, and he loves me, there's nothing anybody can say to change that. And no Dad, I am not pregnant. I can't believe that you even thought that."
Mr. Weasley looked surprised. "Can you read my mind now, too?"
"No," Ginny chuckled, "but what your thinking is clearly obvious. Draco and I haven't even gone that far. Yes, we were stuck in the same house, alone, for a whole two months, but that doesn't mean that we did anything other than kiss. He wouldn't even think of asking me until I was completely ready, which won't be for a while yet, let me assure you."
"Well, if you're sure that you will be okay. Just owl us often and Floo if you need anything." Mrs. Weasley said, more relaxed after Ginny's short speech. She wanted grandchildren, but not quite yet, especially from her youngest child and only daughter, who was still a child herself.
In the other room, Mr. Malfoy wasn't saying anything. He had only come in here because that crack-pot old fool had suggested it, and as much as he dislike the geezer, he wasn't about to go against his wishes; the whole "respect your elders" rule.
"Father, I can imagine that you aren't very happy with me, but there is nothing you can do about it, or so I am told. I hope that you become more open minded in the next couple of years; considering Ginny will be with me until I die."
"Yes, Draco. This I know, however much I don't want it. Don't come in contact with me. I will keep you in the will, but only because it would break your mother's heart if I took you out. Besides, who would collect all of my money?" Lucious spat out.
"Yes, Father." Draco said quietly. Inside he was rejoicing because he had won the battle, and quite possibly the war.