Title: Red Bird
Ch 5: I don't like you right now.
A/n: I've been receiving a lot of questions about Ginny's name, and the Salazar thing, and why the Weasley's don't like Ginny. Well I do have a plot and all shall reveil itself in due time.
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Soft light drifted through the windows stirring Ginny from her peaceful sleep. Sighing contently she moved to stretch, however, her body was glued to a hard warm object. Oh god. Slanting open one eye her vision was blurred by a head of platinum blond hair. Instantly her heart settled. Draco. Just Draco. Calm down. Lifting a hand Ginny caressed the back of his head deviling her fingers into the soft golden strands. Draco's face was nestled against the crook of her neck.
"Good morning, Draco." She whispered when he stirred beneath her touch. "It's Saturday."
Giving Gin a quick squeeze Draco lifted his head up gracing her with a sleepy smile. "Morning."
He was so handsome at that moment. Eyes heavy with sleep, a rare soft smile, and hair lying in disarray. He was too much for Ginny to take. Leaning forward only slightly she pressed her soft pink lips against his.
In a second, Draco fully awake. Stunned by the sudden intimate contact he didn't have time to respond before the kiss ended. Staring in wide-eyed surprise, Draco watched Ginny as she realized what she had just done. "Draco. I'm sorry. I shouldn't have done that." She spoke quickly, words running together, voice shaking nervously. "I wasn't thinking."
Her rant was silenced as Draco's lips crushed down against hers in a demanding kiss that swept Ginny's mind clean of any thoughts. "I like it when you don't think." He whispered huskily as they parted.
Virginia managed a "Ditto." Before pulling his head back down. Less than a minuet later a distinct click was heard. "What the-" Pansy, Vincent, and Greg all stood in the doorway. Pansy held a Polaroid in her hand and was smiling.
"I told you." Vince gloated leaning against the door jam, "Pay up." With much grumbling Greg and Pansy dug the coins out of their pockets.
Yanking the comforter over their intertwined bodies, Draco glared. Gin was crushed against his body blushing like mad and for that reason alone he was ready to murder his 'friends', "Get the bloody hell out of here before I disembody you!
"Come on Dray, it's just a-" Greg began.
"NOW!" He bellowed. They scattered like mice, the door swinging soundlessly shut. "Red?" Ducking under the covers Draco stared at a mass of copper curls pressed against his chest. "Red, are you ok?" When her petite form began to shake Draco began to worry. "Oh, don't cry. Nothings wrong. Please don't cry."
"I'm not (gasp) crying. I'm (gasp) laughing."
"What? Huh?"
Lifting her head she smiled up at him. "Because it's funny, silly." Pecking him on the cheek Ginny slid smoothly out of bed.
"Where are you going?"
"To get dressed." Flashing a brilliant smile she said, "You should try it." Right before ducking into the bathroom.
Walking out of the bedroom Draco glared at his friends, who stood in the kitchen raiding the fridge. "Say one word to her about that and I'll kill you."
Smiling sweetly Pansy watched Dray turn into his room, "So I'll ask her about it?"
"Yeah." Greg mumbled. "Uh-huh." Vincent busied himself with the fridge contents. "OH! Chocolate cake!"
"Cake? Where? Mine!" Pansy shrieked running towards the fridge.
By the time Draco reemerged Red was chatting with Pansy on the couch. The guys were engrossed with a game of wizard's chess. "Why are you here so early on a Saturday morning?"
"Hogesmeade today mate." Greg muttered moving his bishop forward. "Check." Dragging a chair up to the table Draco picked up a Vincent's knight and took Greg's bishop. "Checkmate. So how long have they been like that?" A jerk of his head indicated the pair of girls.
"Since Gin came out of her room." Grinning Vincent leaned back in his chair. "It took you long enough, mate."
Clapping his friend on the back Greg laughed, "So, you finally got your girl?" Draco, though slightly annoyed, smiled.
"The entire bloody school was wondering when you'd get a girlfriend." Vincent added. Away slipped the smile, he hadn't asked her that. What if she didn't consider a 'kiss' as invitation to date? What if she wasn't ready to trust someone so entirely? What if- STOP! His mind halted. Talk to her. Today show her that you're fall-FALL! Fall what? You're not ready for that. Dear-
"Draco! Dude, where'd you go?" Vince asked snapping Draco back to the present. "The girls are ready, we're about to leave. Com'on!" Grabbing his cloak Draco followed his friends.
"Gin, lets go to Madame Milkin's. She's got the most awesome ball gowns." Pansy tugged her friend to the left.
Watching the redhead, Draco noticed that she was suddenly acting very nervous, where only a moment before Ginny had been smiling and talking happily. Why would her mood change so quickly? Looking toward the shop Pansy headed for he instantly knew what was wrong. Pansy was taking Gin to on of the most expensive shops in the wizarding world. "Greg, Vince I need to help Red with something. Meet you at the Three Broomsticks later."
"Alright. See ya." Greg tossed over his shoulder as Draco sprinted across the cobbled street.
Pansy pulled a dark purple gown off the rack. "What do you think of this one?"
"It's beautiful." Trying her best to sound happy, Ginny halfheartedly looked at a rack of forest green dresses. None of which she could afford, even if her family did send her and allowance. When the entrance bell rang, she looked up to see Draco headed towards her. "Dray, what are you doing here.
Before he could answer Mrs. Mary Brown, the shop manager, rushed forward. "Lord Malfoy! How may I help you?"
Looking down at the woman, Draco nodded. "Yes, as a matter of fact. All though it's a rather large order and I need it as soon as possible. Do you thin you'll be able to handle that?" The pudgy woman's eyes sparkled at the mere thought of how much money the young lord may be willing to spend. "Absolutely my lord."
"Good. I'm going to need 4 sets of dress robes, an entire new set of school robes and uniforms, shoes, and casual clothes."
"Wonderful. If you'll just follow me, I'll-"
Draco cut her off with a wave of his hand. "The clothes are not for me."
"They're not?" Mrs. Brown asked in confusion.
""No." Lying a hand on Ginny's shoulder, who had up until this point been watching the exchange quietly. "They are for Virginia here."
"What?!" Gin's green eyes widened in shock.
Examining the worn out robes Mary scoffed. This could only be Malfoy's maid. "Sir, if you don't mind me saying, it is quite unusual for one to outfit their help in such expensive garments."
Mercury eyes snapped form Red to the shopkeeper. "Let me make something perfectly clear to you Mrs. Brown," Shrinking back Draco's menacing glare and booming voice Mrs. Brown stared at the man before her in fear. "Virginia is not my 'help' as you so kindly put it. She," His voice softened and he turned back to the girl at his side, "is a woman that I care for greatly."
Her quick intake of breath failed to go unnoticed by Draco. 'So she didn't realize that I care.' "Draco," She whispered. "I won't accept this."
Stepping forward Mary took her arm, "Oh yes darling you can and will." With one tug she had Ginny trailing behind her on the way to a private fitting room.
"Listen to the woman." Draco called after her. "It's the first intelligent thing she's said."
Pansy came rushing out of the dressing room, eyes closed, garbed in the purple gown. "Ok Gin, what do you think?"
Draco arched a brow, "Purple is most defiantly your color, Parkinson."
"Eep." Pansy let out a small squeak of surprise. "Gods, Malfoy what did you do with Gin?"
"I didn't do anything." He gave a nod to the back fitting rooms, "I sent her to get measured."
Pansy cocked her head to the side, "Measured? Measured for what?"
"Mr. Malfoy?" Came Mrs. Brown's high-pitched voice. "I need you to help Ms. Weasley pick out styles." A wrinkled face popped out between the curtains. "She is refusing to participate. Owf!" Obviously Ginny had just kicked her.
"Draco!"
"Coming!" Turning towards Pansy he smiled. "Buy the dress. It looks good on you."
"No don't touch me with that- that thing!" Gin and Mrs. Brown were standing in the middle of the room glaring at each other. "It's only a measuring tape!"
"I don't want to get measured and I don't want any of these clothes!" Without a moments notice she rounded on Draco. "I didn't ask you to me anything! And I won't except it!"
In the few seconds Ginny had been occupied with Draco, Mrs. Brown removed her wand from her robes. "Levioso!"
"AHHH! No! Let me down!'
"This is a very lovely shade of blue." Mrs. Brown and Draco were looking at fabric samples for the robes, while Ginny sat pouting in her seat next to Draco.
"What do you think, Red?" Responding with a glare Ginny continued in her silence. "No, I don't think it's quite your color either." Amused by her reaction he handed back the swatch of fabric, keeping eye contact with Gin. "I think Red is more suited for earth tones."
"Oh! Yes! Of course." Mary's thin old hands clasped in front of her. "Why didn't I see it before? Greens and browns. Oh and creams would illuminate that beautiful skin. Gold mixed with russets to bring out your hair. Let me just-"
"That sounds wonderful." Standing swiftly Draco turned to go. "You will receive payment upon delivery."
Following the blond out of the store, Ginny crossed her arms and glared at the back of Draco's head. "What are you glaring at?" When he turned around to face Gin he was greeted with a kick in the shin. "I don't like you right now." She answered darkly, before stalking off to the Three Broomsticks.
'Ow! Ow,ow,ow. Bloody fucking ow." Trying valiantly to hide his newly acquired limp Draco hurried after Ginny.
A/n: end of chap. I go back to school tomorrow and I can't be sure when I'll get the next chap out. I'll try to have it out within a week. Love you! And remember to REVIEW!