Tied Since Birth

Summery: A bond between two enemies since birth had place them both in a place they don't want to be.

Chap. 4

Dinner With Malfoy and A Promise

"Ginny!" Harry yelled. Arthur took hold of Harry's shoulder and tried but ended up roughly pushing him down into a chair. Harry stared up at him. Arthur flinched at the hurt in his eyes, "Mr. Weasley, it isn't true...is it? You really didn't have her beroth to Malfoy, d- did you?"

"I'm sorry, Harry," Mr. Weasley said his head hung.

Harry stood up, "I'm sorry to, Mr. Weasley," he said. His voice was cold; he ran up the stairs. No doubt to Ginny.

"I didn't know Harry would hate me too," Arthur said.

Molly sighed and hugged him, "I'm sorry, myself."

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"Ginny?" A hurt and afraid voice asked through her door.

"C- come in," she said her eyes were trained out the window.

Harry came in and pulle dher into a hug, "I'm sorry," he whispered kissing her head, "I love you."

She cried. Only for him. Only for him...

"I promise," he said kissing her on the lips softly, "I promise to have you marry someone you love rather then be forced," he said burying his head into her hair.

"I love you," she said sobbing, "I wish this didn't happen."

Harry kissed her again; his hand rubbed her arms, "I hate this as much as you hate it," he said kissing her head, "I promise."

She helded onto him as if it was for dear life. Molly Weasley watched with her own tears before heading down to her husband.

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"Ginny!" Arthur cried, "are you ready?" She came down wearing the green strapdress her mother told her to wear. With a heavy sigh she came down. "You look beautiful, dear."

She nodded and walked into the room with Harry in it. He had been waiting for her. "Hi, love," he said softly. She smiled and he hugged her tight, "you look lovely, I love you."

"Thanks, I love you too," she said holding him back.

Harry brushed a lock of hair away from her face, "have fun tonight."

She laughed dryly, "mission impossible."

He smiled slightly and kissed her cheek. "Just don't let, Malfoy, get to you."

She sighed, "I'm a Weasley, Potter, honestly."

He nodded, "too right."

She kissed his cheek, "I'm missing you already."

"Same here."

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"So, you're Miss Weasley?"

She nodded with a small smile. "Nice to meet you."

"I belive you know our son," she said smiling, "Draco Malfoy," Malfoy was pushed a head a scowl on his face.

Ginny eyed him, "we met a few times."

He smirked but said nothing. She glared right back her heart beating with pain. "A pleasure to see you again, W- Miss Weasley," he said bending down and kissing her hand. She smiled but it didn't reach her eye and pulled away.

"Dinner?"

"That'd be nice." Ginny said with a smile before follwoing her to the dinning room. Ginny fought a gasp. We could all live in this room, Ginny said admiring how large and beautiful it was.

"Impress?" Draco drawled near her.

"Depends," she said, "am I allowed to say I am?"

He laughed slightly as if he was afraid anyone would hear, "you have guts, Weasley."

She looked at him, "if I had more guts, Malfoy, I would have never came." She spun on her heel and sat down.

It was dreadful. No, worse then that. More like slow beautiful torture. The food was wonderful but it was so quiet she was even afraid to cough. Not to mention Malfoy kept on pointing out what the foods were making her eat only part of it. "It's only manners to tell you what they are," he had whispered to her. She had glared at him, "if it's manners. Then I suggest you not tell me," she said back eating a small part of the lambs heart.

They had Malfoy lead her around the house. A while after a house elf asked for him in another room. He went leaving her in the library. Hermione, would have my head if I didn't tell her about this place, Ginny thought as she let her hands touch the books as she walked by. "Weasley," She turned around and glared; he smirked, "my mother wanted me to invite you to stay over tommorow night."

She blushed, "well, I don't know. I'd have to ask my father."

He nodded, "time to go home." He said taking her arm and leading her into a bedroom.

"Who's room is this?"

"Mine."

"Oh."

"Here," he handed her floo power. "I think you know what to do."

She nodded and took some before going into the fireplace.

[A/N: How was that? I'm writing MML chap so don't worry! ;-p. The site for Ginny's dress is: you'll have to email me if you want it. Stupid thing won't show the link!]

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