Ginny writing
I never meant for it to be this way. And I am sorry. But if it all happened again, I wouldn't change it. Would you? If you were in my position, I mean. Not that you are a girl. Or like me at all. Because you aren't. You are smarter. Well you are a bit like me but not that much. I think. You think as well. Yes, we both can think...
As Ginny read over her 'plan' she got angry and frustrated with what little luck she had.
Grr. On to my second effort.
She then took a fresh piece of parchment and again attempted to write.
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Draco writing a letter
Dear Blaise,
Sorry that I haven't written in many, many years. Sooooo, do you and Potter have a kid, huh?
HUH?
Draco screwed up the paper (after deciding that she would probably be too scared to reply) and tossed it into his bin.
Effort No.2
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Ginny writing
The fact is Draco...
No, not upfront enough.
Getting straight to the point...
Too upfront!
Over the years I know that you never got over me. Because I never fully got over you either. I tried but it just wasn't the same, so I came back. Back to you.
You are my Romeo.
I am your cheesy Juliet.
You are my knight in shining armor.
Can I get any more cheesy?
Yes I can my Draco-Romeo-in-shining-armor. I will now be cheesy in bear language.
Grr, grr, grr, grr, grr, grr, grr, grr, grr, grr, grr, grr, grr,...
Hell no! That means...its on to effort No. 3.
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Draco writing a letter
Dear Blaise,
Do you love him? Does he love you? Are you happy together?
Sorry I didn't keep in touch but I felt like being alone...for ten years. Can you tell me what happened? I need to know.
A child, huh? Never thought that you were the type.
What's his name?
James? Snigger
Lily? Smirk
The-kid-who-was-named-stupidly? Dies from laughing so hard
Sorry. I suppose that I should give you and Pot-head some credit.
Did he tell you? About the defeat of Voldemort? I saved his scrawny little $$!
It was funny.
Not at the time though.
Or afterwards.
Or now.
Oh.
I guess it wasn't funny after all.
Please reply, I need to know.
Draco.
It was 3am by the time Draco had finished his letter to Blaise and it was the best he could do.
So, BACK OFF!!!
He called his owl (Marcerka) and sent her on her way.
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Ginny writing
I am sitting here, trying to write. Do you know how hard it is to put my feelings for you down on paper? Didn't think so. You've never tried have you? Never cared enough?
Don't love me? Yeah? Well I love you so CO-OPERATE!!! Back to bear language...Grr, grr, grr, grr, grr, grr, grr, grr, grr, grr, grr, grr...
I can't write that!!!
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Letter from Blaise to Draco-Dear Draco,
Havent heard from you in ages!!! About 10 YEARS!!! But I forgive you.
Yes, me and my HUSBAND are happy! Thanks for asking.
Lillian (Lily for short) is a happy and healthy baby girl.
Laugh, and you die.
Yes he told me about Moldie Voldie. Thank you for saving 'Pot-head' for me.
Smothers you in kisses
And about 'telling you', I cant. I've already told you too much.
Ginny should be the one to tell you.
-Blaise Potter
"Why wont anyone tell me what happened!?!?!?" screamed Draco.
He grabbed the letter and tore it into millions of tiny pieces and threw it out of the window. It floated.
Bloody snow.
The 'snow' drifted slowly down and fell softly into the branches of a tall tree then came to a stop.
But not for long. The branches of the whomping willow reared up at Draco and slashed with all they had.
Draco didn't care though.
The only difference it made, was to make his tears red.
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Ginny looked over her work one final time.
It had taken her all night to be satisfied but she had got there.
She was done.
Step one: Check
Step two: Not long now...
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Draco stepped out of the post office and onto the cobble stone ground of Hogsmeade.
He breathed in a deep relaxing breath.
He was feeling much calmer. Everyone was. The students had been long awaiting this Hogsmeade weekend and were using it to shop for there dress robes for the ball.
Draco looked down at his watch and decided that it was time to meet the other teachers for a butterbeer at the Three Broomsticks.
When he arrived he suddenly felt the need for something stronger than a butterbeer. He felt very old compared to the bright-faced students of Hogwarts.
He searched the crowd for the teachers and caught Dumbledores eye. He signaled that he would join them in a minute and went to the bar. He had to get rid of some first years trying some 'good stuff' but once he had, him and a voluptuous red head were the only ones there.
"One Mai-Tai!" Draco stated at the exact same time that Ginny ordered the same thing.
They turned to glare at one another before Draco felt something snap inside of him.
"Excuse me, but I have been drinking these ever since I was five! It's my drink! Slytherin colours, named after my ancestors, and SLYTHERIN COLOURS!!! Its my drink!!!"
"No, Its mine! You don't own it. And anyway, I said it first!"
"No you didn't!"
"Yes, I did!"
"Didn't!"
"Did!"
"Didn't!"
"Did!"
"Fine then. We shall agree, to disagree!"
"I disagree!"
Before Draco could respond the (poorly sighted and partially deaf) bartender placed one Mai-Tai between them.
"Mine!" screeched Ginny as she hurled her money on the counter.
"Never!" Draco yelled as he made a grab at the drink.
His hand reached it at the same time as hers and even though he felt a jolt at her touch he ignored it and held his grip.
They were glaring to hard at one another to notice the Headmaster making his way over, but he was all the same.
Glare
Glare
"Ahem." Dumbledore cleared his throat.
They ignored him.
So Dumbledore slammed his butterbeer down on the bar and the glass mug broke.
Draco immediately turned to Ginny.
"Look what you made him do!"
"Me?!?!? It was you!" Ginny was cut off by Dumbledore.
"SHUT UP! Draco, you like Ginny! Ginny, you like Draco! I now announce you annoying and sadistic! Now the next words that I am going to say are very important so pay attention! Get a life! Oh, and about the drink, Share it! No one cares! We are sick of you to bickering! We avoid you! The only person who goes near you is just about as sadistic as you too! cough, Snape, cough So either you get a life, or get a room! Preferably the latter!"
Dumbledore then tipped his hat two the two of them and left.
The glass containing a single Mai-Tai, broke.
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Draco's Journal
Dear Journal,
I will have to write more often. It has been ages! It is now the night before the ball. I will go, but only as a chaperone. Do you know hoe hard it is to get people to respect you? After my little...outburst people just look at me funny. Oh well, time cures all.
Not much is going on right now. People are excited but doing well in tests and such.
Dumbledore finally cracked it. But hey! We all knew it was going to happen!
I have been avoiding her for days now and I think people are starting to avoid me. It's not as though I bite. Usually.
These two third years have been stalking me and one second year. The scary part is that one of them is male!
Probably after my very sexy body. I decided on the same dress robes as last year and the year before to wear to the ball.
Black.
No trim.
Well, next time I write in this I will be just as sadistic as I am now. But, see you soon!
-Draco
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Ginny tugged at the edge of her dress, willing it to co-operate. It was perfect to anyone's eyes but hers. To her it looked like a pile of fluff after being but in the blender.
She was wearing a pale green dress fading into dark green at the hem with a dark bodice. The bodice also had a very intricate pattern of ivy on it and had a lace up front. The sleeves went down to her elbow and then went into a flow of green lace. She had her hair mostly up and in it were tiny little pieces of ivy. She was the picture of perfection.
That was half of her plan. The easy half. Now for the part that actually took brains.
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Draco buckled the silver snake clasp at the front of his robe and checked over himself in the mirror.
"Honey, you could make any girl love you." Said his loud-mouth mirror and reflection.
"Not the girl I want."
"Well honey, I am always here and I am just as pretty as you. I am your better half."
"Your just a reflection of the real me. Real good comes from the inside.
"Honey, I'm not talking about good. I said the better half."