..::AN: OH my god!! you guys are all so nice!! ack when i saw that comment that was like "we love emyln!" gah that was so cool!! ack i love all my ocmmenters too!!!!!!!! Those made my day! Im glad you all like this, i've seen to many of the same kinda d/g fics. Im smacking myself around to having mary-sues in some of my other fics i never realised how annoying some of them are. HONEST ANY THAT ARE IN THIS STORY WILL NOT BE ROMANCE INTRESTS FOR ANYONE!!! they just help the plot along. im leaving for camping saturday morning (today would be thursday for me) but i wont be gone long. if ur reallllly lucky u may get another update tommorow! Hope u likes it!!!!::..
Ginny's jaw dropped as he opened up a garage with his wand and inside she saw
two expensive black and silver carriages, then she saw three muggle cars. There was a
black sports car convertible, sleek and expensive looking with ivory, leather interior. The
others were a black SUV, and a smaller silver convertible that only seated about two
people.
"Since when do you drive muggle vehicles?" she asked as he slid into the black
convertible, she jumped as the door opened for her and said:
"Good Afternoon! Come on in!" in a friendly, feminine voice.
Draco smirked motioning for her to get in, she did looking over the car with wide
eyes.
"Its not a muggle car, they're made for wizards who have to get around in places
with muggles. I cant apparate everywhere, and I don't feel like apparating anyway." he
said as he pressed his wand to the steering wheel, it launched out of the garage and they
started out of the estate.
Ginny's eyes wanted to tear a little, but she made it stop, her hair flying out
behind her even at the normal speed they were going she wasn't used to the wind
whipping at her like that. After a minute or so she realized how good it felt to have the
wind play with her hair, blowing gently on her face as she watched the countryside go by.
"We got to use magic cars one year to get to Kings Cross, from the Ministry. But I
didn't know they made them like this. I find it odd though that you would seem
appreciative of something, even if it is a different take on the original, made by muggles."
she said a little loudly so he could hear her.
Draco sat back on his seat, keeping one hand on the wheel, one arm on the side of
the car. He moved his hand off the wheel to take a leaf that landed on the seat off and let
it blow away, Ginny almost screamed, she had been in muggle taxis before and she knew
that, that wasn't safe.
Draco laughed seeing the look on her face, wide eyes, opened jaw.
"Like I said, its not a muggle car. And you honestly think a muggle invented
something like this? Back when we all were still using carriages, a mu-half blooded
wizard thought there must have been a better way for magical people to get around. He
invented the basic car, but everyone thought he was crazy, then muggles got a hold of the
idea and boom they got the credit." he said.
Ginny sat back in her seat, running a hand through her hair that would probably be
a wild mess by the time they got to the restaurant. The trees began to get more spread
apart as they drew closer to the city.
"A bit of a know it all are we?" she asked, a little impressed at how he knew about
the vehicle.
"No. I'm a genius." he shrugged. Ginny laughed as she disagreed, he gave her a
cold look and she smirked but looked down at her skirt.
"I wouldn't go half that far." she muttered.
Draco shot her another cold look. "What was that?"
"Nothing" she said, smiling as innocently as she could. He rolled his eyes.
parked the car with her eyes full of awe. The building itself was one level, with large
glass windows and stylishly cut shrubbery outside. Rosebushes sat in stone pots on either
side of the gold edged glass doors that sat under a deep brown coloured awning. In silver
calligraphy at the semi-circle end of the awning "The Unicorn" was written.
Ginny paused stepping back from the door, Draco gave her a queer look as his
eyes roamed over the door.
"What does it say no Weasleys allo...er, habit. Forget I said it." he said.
"Consider it forgotten." she said a little harshly, crossing her arms she smiled
politely and motioned to the door. If she was going to start making him act civil towards
her she was going to start now, she was going to teach this old dog some new, polite
tricks.
"What? Oh merlin you don't actually expect me to open the bloody door for
you..do you?!" he asked, looking at her in disbelief. She continued to smile and cleared
her throat quietly as she began to tap her one shoe on the ground.
"You little weasel.." he grunted opening the door and letting her inside.
"What was that?" she asked a little angrily, not really sure what he was getting at.
"Oh you know what I mean. I'd say rat but it seemed a little too dirty. Though in
any other circumstance.." he started, Ginny gave him a sharp look and he stopped.
The wizard waiter sat them down at a square table by the far window. Ginny
looked around, definitely impressed.
"This place is lovely. I cant believe you picked it out, I was half expecting a pub."
she confessed. It was a nice sized room, with both tables and booths. There was dark
brown carpeting, white table clothes and three white candles flicking in the center of each
table. The windows were large, with no draperies but showing the beautiful and elaborate
gardens in the backyard.
"That was my second choice, this place is usually hard to get into but I did have a
reservation because well I thought you were..well.." he started, trying to think of how to
put it.
"A beautiful and Slytherin-esque woman, who would probably end up going back
to your place, to your bedroom?" she asked cunningly.
Draco ran a hand through his hair, he knew he did that a lot but it also was a habit.
True he had been very surprised when he had heard the female Weasley's name and saw
her standing in his hallway. She definitely looked different, he couldn't say she was ugly,
actually she rather pretty. She seemed rather independent, confident in what she wanted
in life, that there was a huge difference from how she had been in school. But he couldn't
get fact the whole 'she's the Potter loving Weasley girl' bit, that diminished the very
possibly thought of him being attracted to her. He smirked a bit. "Well put. But if
you think this place is nice now, just wait until its full." he said.
Ginny looked at him, he saw her rich coloured eyes brimming with curiosity.
"Why's that?" she asked.
"You'll see." he said as a waitress came. She smiled looking at a silver and gold
band that was on Draco's wedding finger, that was actually a ring that belonged to his
mother that he started to where when she passed away. She then looked at Ginny's finger,
mistaking her index for her wedding finger she saw the ring Hermione had gotten her for
her birthday.
"Oh! Newly weds are we? Our fiances? Either way you get a special free bottle of
champagn.."
"EW US?!? NO!!!!!" they both yelled hopping out of their chairs giving each
other looks of disgust. The people in the restaurant turned and gave the two weird looks,
since the place was only one table away from being full there were a lot of odd looks
being cast their way.
The waitress jumped when they did, startled.
"Oh I'm so sorry! I just-I thought that..the rings and I.. God I'm so stupid.." she
muttered the last part gritting her teeth. Draco laughed bitterly.
"You could say that." he agreed. The young witch walked into the kitchens, close
to tears. Ginny, obviously disgusted with his harsh retort, stormed over to him and
slapped him across the face.
"OW!" he yelled, giving her a look of bewilderment and anger.
"Go apologize..right now..." she said, her eyes now full of anger, her usually
elegant sized lips in a thin line, her tone filled of disbelief and rage.
"What? Your insane!" he seethed. He looked to see everyone still looking at them.
"SOD OFF!!" he yelled, many jumped but turned back to their meals.
"Sorry! He's got..er..uh...pre wedding jitters you all know how it is.." she said,
everyone's faces softened and they went back to their meals.
"Pre what?!" he asked, himself seething with anger by now. Ginny pulled on his
tie so he was low enough so she could hear him better.
"It's the best way to get them to stop staring, you really don't want this on your
record do you once everyone knows who you are?" she whispered angrily.
"Well no but.."
"Go apologize then we can eat and leave." she ordered, he tried to keep his gaze
firm with her, but he sighed bitterly and left for the kitchens.
'Why?' Draco asked himself. 'Why did I give in? Why did I give up that easily,
honestly I wouldn't give a shit if I got kicked out of this place, I could just buy the damn
thing and make it my own private dining room away from home.' he thought as he left the
kitchens after apologizing to the waitress.
He narrowed his eyes, slowing down his angry and quick pace as he watched the
ambitious woman at his table, brushing a strand of silky red hair out of her face as she
looked through the menu.
A waiter who went by nudged him gently.
"Congratulations Sir, if I may so she's quite the looker." he said, Draco, who
usually would have been down right disturbed by his forwardness, just shrugged a little.
"Yah..looker..quite.." he murmured not thinking, or really meaning what he said,
wondering why he gave in to the stupid Weasley witch. He shook his head, he couldn't
wait until this thing was over.
Ginny gasped as the last guests came in, they sat down and instantly a gentle
uplifting feeling occurred in the pit of her stomach. She looked out the window and saw
the landscape had change completely, not only that, but in the now lush green valley that
led up to frosty white and sharp black mountains, stood three proud and gentle unicorns.
"Told you." said Draco as he returned to his seat. Ginny nodded, swallowing hard
as she thanked her luck they had gotten a window seat.
"Its amazing.." she said aloud, her focus mainly on the scene outside.
"It is. So we have nothing really to talk about do we?" he asked turning his head
back towards her. She turned back to face him, sliding back in her seat as she was on the
edge of it before.
"No not really. So are you married?" she asked, taking a small sip of her white
wine.
"Pfft..no. What about you? Married to the 'dashing'" ..the word was dripping with
sarcasm "..Potter?" he asked.
"Ick.... I really cant believe I liked him when I was younger." she half laughed.
Draco almost dropped his wine glass.
"Who are you and what have you done with the scrawny red head that used to
follow Potter around like a desperate house elf?" he asked, obviously surprised.
"I think you took that the wrong way. I'm still friends with Harry, I just cant
believe I liked him like that, I mean he's like a brother to me now. Besides he's married
to Cho Chang, you know..seeker from Ravenclaw?" she corrected him, smirking a little at
the look that he had gotten on his face.
"Right. And I'd believe that because...?"
"Because it's the truth!" she laughed.
"Changing the subject because I doubt I'll ever believe you. What did you do
before you got into journalism?" he asked, small talk he did usually hate but if this was
going to work even for a little while, he'd have to learn more about her.
"Oh merlin you had to ask.." she sighed, she took another sip of wine, this time a
little larger. Draco laughed.
"What we're you a stripper or something?" he asked, she looked very ashamed.
"No. Oh no I can't believe I'm telling you this. You know the Weird Sisters?" she
asked, he nodded, wondering where she was going with this. "I was one of the roadies.
Then I got a job at Madam Malkins, that was one of the best ones. Got into fashion and
such, then I got the job at the Daily Prophet." she sighed, slumping in her chair a little.
Draco almost spat out his wine.
"You?! A roadie..now the kind that levitates stuff, or the kind that pass out tickets
and stuff around those lines?" he asked, Ginny sighed playing with a strand of her hair.
"Try the kind that did all of that, then danced on the tables with the other roadies
in pubs at the after parties, got her tongue pierced when she was smashed and got a tattoo
kind." she said quietly. Draco laughed loudly this time, he could picture her laughing
hysterically, hair a mess and totally inarticulate, getting her navel pierced at some muggle
parlor.
"Stuff it!" she ordered. "What about you? Give any lap dances for any very
distraught witches..or wizards?" she asked.
"In your dreams. I worked at a..well..bar I guess..as a bartender." he stammered a
little.
"What kind of bar?" she asked leaning forwards with a smirk.
"The kind that had waitresses that danced on tables.." he chuckled. Ginny laughed
quietly. "Anyways, since we lost our fortune once my father was put into Azkaban, I had
a little money but still I needed to eat more then once a month. So then I got a job at the
Quibbler, shame of my existence that one is. Then after I learned about the basics, very
basics mind you, about magazine making, I started my own." he finished.
Ginny nodded, true the Quibbler was, despite what she would say to Luna, a very
good thing to light on fire first to get the rest going. But other then the table dancing bar
bit, it wasn't that bad. She was a little startled by how he had opened up that quickly, she
played with her necklace a little wondering if Draco really had changed, even just a little.