..::AN:Does anyone now how insane i was going with the indentation thing? then i actually read the homepage and figured out i wasn't doing anything lol. So i know how much it sucks, and it will make it more confusing but I'm trying to think of something that will sorta work like tabs/indents but im lost..any ideas? I lost my beta lol but thats ok cause i got twitchy wondering what she was doing cause im a control freak when it comes to writting. Shanti thanks anyway lol! u did great! Anywhoo here ya go hopefully i'll upload another chapter today if can gets it thingie fixed READ AND REVIEW PWEASE!!!!! :) ::..
Ginny felt like she was going to rip her hair out of her head. This was beyond
being too much for her to handle! There she was in the lobby of the beautiful and beyond
perfect condominium building, while Draco was hiding outside, standing across from her
brother and cousin Jacqueline.
Jacqueline had her hands on her hips, tapping her foot impatiently. Ginny had
always loathed the corn silk-blonde, short witch she called her cousin. She had such a
wicked side she would probably even make Draco sick, a syrupy voice and a fake large
chest that Ginny always thought was in danger of being deflated by her overly long nails.
She was a spoiled, selfish little brat who was the youngest of the family, she worked at
the Daily Prophet, she had always been jealous of the attention Ginny had gotten.
Jacqueline had always taken her anger out on Ginny by sabotaging her old desk chair,
disorganizing Ginny's papers, things like that. But only Ginny could see through her
cousins facade.
The manager of the building was busy flipping through papers, turns out Ginny
and Jacqueline had both applied for the condo here, there was a large confusion once two
witches showed up with the name Miss. Weasley.
Ron came back from talking to the manager, and looked at Ginny sadly.
"I'm sorry Gin but according to Mr. Barade Jaci did owl in first. So legally and
technically the flat is hers by rights." he said sweetly.
"YES!!" Jacqueline cheered loudly, her pig like nose up in the air proudly. She
waved annoyingly at Ginny. "See you later darling! I've got a flat to move into!" she
said, laughing quietly, yet wickedly.
Ron gave her a sorry look and picked up one of the ugly pink boxes her cousin
was using to move her things.
"I'll be quick and then you can stay at my place." he offered. Ginny sighed
shaking her head.
"Thanks Ron but no thanks, I don't want to be a burden and don't say I wont be
because we've tried living together before and you know I will be. I'll be gone by the
time your done with pig faced prat up there." she said smiling weakly and storming back
outside to find Draco leaning against the side of the truck. She was thankful that Ron
hadn't seen Draco, otherwise there would have been a huge problem, but she was to
angry to really care right now.
"Well?" he asked impatiently, as he watched her storm down the stairs.
Her chocolate brown eyes were alive with fury, her posture rigid. She angrily took
off her blue sweater and tossed it through the window of the truck, the spring weather was
starting to become to humid for her liking. She crossed her arms that her t-shirt didn't
cover.
"Little miss fat mouthed slut bitch got the god damned flat." she grumbled
motioning for him to get inside. Ginny opened the door, Draco raised an eyebrow
surprised she didn't rip it right off the bloody hinges.
"Woah little Weasley's got one hell of a mouth on her." he thought to himself
sliding into the truck on the other side. He saw Ginny let her head fall on the top of the
wheel, her hair sliding in front of her face so he couldn't see her creamy complexion and
few freckles.
"Merlin I give up! I don't want to stay in another bloody hotel besides that's quite
a drain on money no matter how much I get paid, Hermione's gone and her house is too
small anyway, Ron and me cant live together, we never could, and Luna and Neville are
still all mushy romantic even when im there. I'm so screwed!" she moaned banging her
head against the wheel.
"Stop that! If your skull cracks open and I get Weasley blood on me it'll take me
days to wash it off!" he said loudly, she snorted a bit but she did stop.
"Bull shit." she grumbled. "Im pure blooded just like you."
"Yes but you're a Weasley." he said simply, smirking to himself.
"And you're a Malfoy." she said just as simply, as though it closed the matter.
"Well, your desperate so if you want you could stay at my manor until you can
find another flat. I mean its not like I don't have enough room and we've still got this
bloody interview to finish.."
Ginny turned her head, sitting up a bit, her warm eyes wide with shock
"What did you say?" she asked, blinking a bit more then usual trying to get over
her head banging incident. Draco's mind screamed at him as she asked that.
"WHAT DID YOU JUST SAY???!?!" it yelled, bells and whistles ringing. Draco
was just as shocked as she was, though he didn't look it, he knew he didn't really mean to
say that. Just as he was about to take it back, he felt something strange as she continued to
look at him with her warm eyes. Draco blamed it on the humidity, and shook his head
sighing lightly as he looked out the front window.
"I mean it's a big place, I wont have to see you too often and all that." he
shrugged.
Ginny sat back into her seat, her mind was racing. Did Draco Malfoy, for the third
time do something nice for her? First the purse thing, then agreeing to help her move, the
offer for her to stay with him at his huge estate?! He really hadn't been extremely nice to
her so far, of course he had his moments but most of his sarcasm, his humor was cold and
bitter. She was used to it, but still, this was beyond anything she figured he'd do.
"Wow..that's really kind of you..If your sure it'd be no trouble. It'd probably be
easier to get the interview done." she said quietly. Draco shrugged and just nodded as
Ginny put the car into gear and the pulled out of the roundabout in front of the building.
Ginny sat quietly on one of the couches in Draco's study, flipping through her
notes so far. She had some more questions to ask him, she had lots of business related
answers and questions, but not as many on the personal side.
She took a sip of the tea one of the house elves had brought in, thinking about
how she had seen a different side of Draco that afternoon. She had bought him lunch, and
then ice cream at a small muggle restaurant before they had finished the drive to his
manor. They had eaten in silence, then gotten back in the car and finished the drive, the
radio going quietly.
Draco had sent one of the butlers to prepare one of the rooms for her, but when
the butler asked which one, Draco had taken the butler aside to him and whispered
something quietly.
Ginny tapped her pen to her thin lips, musing to herself. Though she had known
him her whole time at Hogwarts, and now she was getting to know him better, she was
beginning to think she was just breaking the surface of the deep, dark and mysterious
waters that were Draco Malfoy.
Draco leaned against the wall outside his study, thinking to himself. Something
pained him inside, he had just gone and overlooked the straightening of the room Ginny
would be staying in. It was in the Western part of the manor, a room he hadn't entered
since he was very young, a small boy. But he felt that the dark coloured rooms wouldn't
suit the witch that now sat in his office, drinking tea while going over her notes.
This was one of few rooms that weren't devoted to the Slytherin colours, Draco
regretted being so lazy and careless to never do anything about the decor. Something
inside his sort of stabbed at him when he remembered seeing the tears in Ginny's eyes
when she saw the painting in the parlor. A complete opposite to the feeling he got when
she smiled at him, she was the first person since 'her', the only woman he had ever really
loved, to smile at him like that.
For the first time in his lift, Draco felt truly ashamed, ashamed of not doing
anything to get rid of the cold and barren feeling of the house. He gritted his teeth, he
didn't like feelings, he never had. All his life Draco had pretty much only had a few
emotions; anger, bitterness, and a sense of humor that was based on those two. Sarcasm
he guessed really wasn't a feeling, he smirked because for him it sort of was how he
lived.
Moving to the door he wrapped quietly on it before stepping inside. Ginny turned
her head smiling lightly.
"So am I sleeping in the garage or something? So my Weasley hair and body don't
touch your manors expensive beds?" she smirked standing up, holding the notebook to
her chest. Draco shook his head.
"Follow me." he said quietly, Ginny raised an eyebrow, there was something up.
Her sisterly and friend like instincts kicked it, though she wasn't really sure if she could
call Draco a friend it was weird seeing him like that. She gently put her hand on his arm
making him turn to face her.
Draco turned raising one eyebrow, seeing her with her narrowed eyes, a look of
curiosity..and was that..worry? He wondered.
"Is something wrong?" she asked. Draco moved away from her a bit, shaking his
head.
"No, nothing. Come on it's getting late." he said quietly, wondering how she
knew as he led her up another flight of stairs and down a long hallway.
Ginny crossed her arms, she could tell he was lying, she wondered how she could
tell but she just, well, could. Sighing quietly she followed him, they passed some wizards
with wands getting rid of small layers of dust on furniture and paintings, Ginny could tell
this hallway hadn't been used too much.
Draco stopped in front of an door, of mahogany with a black handle. "This is your
room." he said quietly, Ginny looked at him curiously before opening the door. Once she
took a look inside her heart seemed to stop.
White walls, with beautiful tapestries of nymphs and fairies, that were slightly
faded hung here and there. The ceiling was a bit higher then the hallway, illuminated by a
crystal and silver chandelier that tinkled merrily once Draco shut the door behind her. A
large bed with thick and elegantly carved banisters the same color as the door stood at the
end of the room against the far wall but in the center. One either sides of the beds were
long rectangular windows, with beautiful black detailing in iron, like in the dining room
but cheerier. There were long curtains that were pulled back with gold tassels.
Ginny walked into the center of the room, the wooden floors were warmer looking
then the marble and wood of the rest of the house. A white vanity, obviously an antique,
but one of the most stunning things Ginny had ever seen stood against another wall, with
a small cushioned chair in front of it. The vanity had a few drawers, one with a small gold
lock on it.
Ginny forced herself to turn away from it, looking at the other furniture, the small
antique day bed, the matching wardrobe and dresser. The long aged mirror beside the
wardrobe, and an old changing screen, in excellent condition like everything else in the
room. There was a beautifully carved fireplace on the wall, a small lamp placed on its
banister, a gold gate covering the hearth.
The gold embroidery on the blankets on the bed twinkled in the light, Ginny had
never seen such a beautiful room in magazines, history books or anything else.
Draco cleared his throat, she looked at him her jaw slightly open as she was still
in awe of the room, her eyes wide and shining.
"I hope it'll do." he said quietly, trying to shut out all the memories that came
floating back to him at just being in this room. Something about the way Ginny seemed to
take it all in, made the memories even stronger.
"Are you joking?!" she finally managed to stammer out. "This is..its beyond
anything I expected..I mean its more beautiful then anything I've ever seen." she
confessed honestly, she was still trying to take it in, still shocked this was in the
'Slytherin-Hall-of-Fame' manor. "It's amazing." she finished running her hand over one
of the small end tables, also in white.
Draco was shocked when Ginny held a hand up to her face, her eyes looked like
they were brimming with tears.
"Your not going to cry are you?" he asked, flabbergasted. Ginny closed her eyes
letting the tears fall back into her eyes. For some reason, she was extremely touched by
this gesture.
"Can you blame me?" she laughed quietly. Draco shrugged, looking at the small
clock that read it was now ten. Moving all her stuff into the truck had taken an hour, the
fiasco at the condo building took another two and with the drive including supper took
quite a while. Ginny had interviewed him with a few more simple questions in his study
before he left her to over look the preparing of the room, that added up to making it a bit
late.
"Well your probably tired. Your things have already been unpacked. Goodnight."
he said turning to leave.
"Draco wait." she said quietly, he turned surprised to see her close to him, she put
a hand on the side of his cheek, by his chin and kissed him lightly on the other cheek. She
blushed a bit, but smiled lightly.
"Thank you., for everything" she said quietly stepping back. Draco nodded,
stunned and managed to step out of the room, shutting the door behind him and walking
to his own room.
Draco felt the warm tingling sensation in his cheek, he closed the door to his own
room behind him and collapsed on the end of his bed, holding his head in his hands.
"So many memories.." he whispered, going his stash of liquor on top of his
dresser. He poured himself half a glass of Firewhisky, draining the glass quickly. He
drummed his long elegant fingers against the fine crystal, the pain of his memories
lessening a little, but barely enough for his liking.
Massaging his temples Draco kicked off his shoes and took off his shirt then laid
down on his bed, falling asleep slowly.