Disclaimer: Kvun does not own Harry Potter. Even though his stories are
his, the characters just don't.
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Kvun: ok! I know I got a few evil reviews, but at least 2 people liked it. So I'm gonna write another chappie. Here's how it goes. No nice reviews = no chappie. (nods) I'm just gladi wasn't flamed as badly as I thought I would... BUT PLEASE DON'T for thos of you who are getting evil ideas. Please R&R ^__^
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Moonlight pub. Draco spent almost every night here now. Deep in thought.
"Another Fire whisky Tom?" said Draco. It had been his 5th tonight. But he didn't care. Tom, the innkeeper brought hism his drink.
"A knut for your thoughts?" asked Tom quietly. He didn't want to force Draco, but he was very curious. Draco was not usually a quiet boy.
"My thoughts?", he said quietly, "I don't know if you can handle my thoughts."
"Try me" said Tom, a little braver than he felt.
Draco had known Tom for most of his life. Since childhood. Since Hogwarts and after. He trusted him beyond anyone else.
"I it her?" asked Tom mildly.
Draco chuckled. Nothing got by Tom. Yet again, he was right. Ginny was in his mind day and night.
"Ya... I miss her so much" replied Draco. He flushed deep red.
"I still can't believe I ever fell in love Ginny" muttered Draco half way to embarrassment, half joking.
"Love?" questioned a voice. It was soft. Draco hadn't heard that voice in over a year. He looked up and saw Ginny move out from the lurking shadows. Draco was shocked. Not by her popping out of nowhere, but of her self. Ginny. She was more beautiful then ever. She was wearing a deep red dress that showed her vibrant flaming red hair. She smiled. She knew her presence was turning him on. Her body curved in all the right places and he couldn't help but notice her smile. As if she felt something deeply about him as well.
"Love?" she asked again.
"I – I – yes, I love you." Draco stuttered. He had never said that before to another person. He had never felt this way. All his Hogwarts girlfriends never made him feel this way. So... ALIVE! And free. His heart pounded.
"I think I'll go now." Muttered Tom. And he disappeared into the darkness.
"Did you say you love me?" asked Ginny tensely.
"Yes. God I'm crazy about you. Damn how did you get here anyways?" asked Draco.
"Tom called me and asked my to see you" replied Ginny offhand still grinning.
Draco couldn't screamed and hugged Tom. But Ginny was here. He ran towards Ginny. Ready to embrace her. To kiss and touch her all over.
"oh how I've missed you" moaned Draco.
But just as Draco moved towards Ginny, she disappeared. I thin air. Gone. Draco was holding air.
"No!!!!" yelled Draco.
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Draco woke up with a start. Drenched in sweat. Panting, he got out of bed and went to the washroom. He washed his face and dried it. He stared at the mirror. Deep in thought yet again. How long he stood there, he did not know. Only did he move when he felt a sharp pain in his arm. He jumped only to notice that an owl carrying the daily prophet. He pad 3 knuts and the owl left.
He looked at the front page and almost skipped a heart beat. On the front page was a picture of Potter's house. Well, it would have been his house, if it wasn't on fire. Harry's house had exploded in flames. The Ministry of Magic surrounded the house. But before Draco could read it in more detail, his doorbell rang.
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Kvun: major cliff hanger... I know. I've got so many plans. Heehee ^__^ please review.
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Kvun: ok! I know I got a few evil reviews, but at least 2 people liked it. So I'm gonna write another chappie. Here's how it goes. No nice reviews = no chappie. (nods) I'm just gladi wasn't flamed as badly as I thought I would... BUT PLEASE DON'T for thos of you who are getting evil ideas. Please R&R ^__^
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Moonlight pub. Draco spent almost every night here now. Deep in thought.
"Another Fire whisky Tom?" said Draco. It had been his 5th tonight. But he didn't care. Tom, the innkeeper brought hism his drink.
"A knut for your thoughts?" asked Tom quietly. He didn't want to force Draco, but he was very curious. Draco was not usually a quiet boy.
"My thoughts?", he said quietly, "I don't know if you can handle my thoughts."
"Try me" said Tom, a little braver than he felt.
Draco had known Tom for most of his life. Since childhood. Since Hogwarts and after. He trusted him beyond anyone else.
"I it her?" asked Tom mildly.
Draco chuckled. Nothing got by Tom. Yet again, he was right. Ginny was in his mind day and night.
"Ya... I miss her so much" replied Draco. He flushed deep red.
"I still can't believe I ever fell in love Ginny" muttered Draco half way to embarrassment, half joking.
"Love?" questioned a voice. It was soft. Draco hadn't heard that voice in over a year. He looked up and saw Ginny move out from the lurking shadows. Draco was shocked. Not by her popping out of nowhere, but of her self. Ginny. She was more beautiful then ever. She was wearing a deep red dress that showed her vibrant flaming red hair. She smiled. She knew her presence was turning him on. Her body curved in all the right places and he couldn't help but notice her smile. As if she felt something deeply about him as well.
"Love?" she asked again.
"I – I – yes, I love you." Draco stuttered. He had never said that before to another person. He had never felt this way. All his Hogwarts girlfriends never made him feel this way. So... ALIVE! And free. His heart pounded.
"I think I'll go now." Muttered Tom. And he disappeared into the darkness.
"Did you say you love me?" asked Ginny tensely.
"Yes. God I'm crazy about you. Damn how did you get here anyways?" asked Draco.
"Tom called me and asked my to see you" replied Ginny offhand still grinning.
Draco couldn't screamed and hugged Tom. But Ginny was here. He ran towards Ginny. Ready to embrace her. To kiss and touch her all over.
"oh how I've missed you" moaned Draco.
But just as Draco moved towards Ginny, she disappeared. I thin air. Gone. Draco was holding air.
"No!!!!" yelled Draco.
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Draco woke up with a start. Drenched in sweat. Panting, he got out of bed and went to the washroom. He washed his face and dried it. He stared at the mirror. Deep in thought yet again. How long he stood there, he did not know. Only did he move when he felt a sharp pain in his arm. He jumped only to notice that an owl carrying the daily prophet. He pad 3 knuts and the owl left.
He looked at the front page and almost skipped a heart beat. On the front page was a picture of Potter's house. Well, it would have been his house, if it wasn't on fire. Harry's house had exploded in flames. The Ministry of Magic surrounded the house. But before Draco could read it in more detail, his doorbell rang.
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Kvun: major cliff hanger... I know. I've got so many plans. Heehee ^__^ please review.