Cinderella
Beaner-Bop
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A/N: 'lo all. Lately I've decided that snakes are getting an unfair rap, so now I'm probably gonna be finding quotes and placing them in the chapters wherever I think they may fit (or remember…).
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Disclaimer: Nope.
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Chapter Five: Ritual Magics?
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It is unfair to say that snakes are dumb (though they ain't exactly Edison, they ain't exactly Dan Quayle, either). - Simon's Snake Site [1]
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There was an odd sound coming from Linette's room. It was about an hour since the whole 'Draco incident' as Ginny now dubbed it, she wasn't exactly certain on what happened, but whatever it was - it pissed Linette off. A lot. Ginny couldn't help but grin and decide mentally that this year she was going to be extra nice to Draco. She'd step in his way, let him make fun of her, then not do anything in turn. Unless she decided that he REALLY deserved it.
Ginny was just about to go into her room when Linette came out of hers. The other girl glared at her for a bit, told her she was going back out, and then pushed past her and went down the narrow stairs. Ginny looked at her for a moment, shrugged, then went into her room.
It would be roughly five hours before Linette came back. Ginny and Carminda were in the kitchen starting supper. Linette watched them for a moment and then stomped up to her room.
Ginny turned her head slightly to talk to Carminda who was behind her, putting some food onto the table.
"What's with her?" From out of the corner of her eye she saw Carminda shrug.
"Probably her revenge on you and this Draco person. Will you please hand me the salt?" Ginny did as Carminda asked and the other girl sprinkled it lightly over the meat.
Ginny turned back to the salad before asking Carminda another question.
"What do you mean are revenge? …You aren't serious, right?" Carminda was quiet for a few moments before answering her.
"From what I can tell, Linette is going to want you out of the way as soon as possible. She does not like you or Draco." Ginny had to keep reminding herself that Malfoy's name was Draco. "So whatever 'revenge' she has planned on you - it's going to be together. She's wants to get this over with as quickly as possible."
Ginny blinked. Had it not been for the fact that Carminda didn't even have a slight grin or odd twinkle in her eye, Ginny wouldn't have believed her. However…since she didn't…
"Um…what revenge does she usually do?" Carminda shrugged.
"Anything that's ritual magic. It's odd- you'd think that for someone who was proud of her pureblood line-" Ginny rolled her eyes.. "-that they wouldn't use such… informal magic." Ginny nodded her head but then got confused.
"Umm…why is ritual magic informal?"
"Because even some muggles and pretty much all squibs can do ritual magic. You have to know it very well though or you may make people who absolutely loathe each other, or are literally just friends, fall in love, kill each other, or switch bodies with a cat or something on accident if you do something wrong. They're extremely dangerous." Ginny blinked and then wondered silently why the heck they never learned this in class. If it's a history subject than the answer is right there. She thought to herself.
Ginny could have sworn that she head something like thunder somewhere in the bedrooms but just shrugged, thinking it was something that George and Fred had left in their house ages ago.
She turned around and put the salad onto the table just as she heard the clock chime that her dad was 'home'.
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Linette was careful with the ingredients. She re-checked the parchment three times to make sure that she was doing it right. The last time she did a spell like this, she actually made the love of her life fall in love with Carminda. She finally figured out that it was probably Carminda's fault anyone and made her work extra hard for so far, three months. The punishment was still going on.
"Now let's see here…. Chicken intestines, check… that one beetle's legs, ew, gross, check…candles, check…" Linette carefully put everything she needed where they belonged before sitting in the middle of her room, chanting.
At the very end, a slight round of thunder happened and in front of her, a small pale blue stone with an elegant 'W' was gleaming from it's own light.
She picked it up and twirled it in her fingers for a moment before hiding it under her pillow. Now only one task was left.
How do I get them both to touch it? She thought to herself as she began to walk down the stairs to greet her mother.
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"Bloody bint…" Draco Malfoy cursed softly to himself shortly after Linette left. For some reason, when she saw him, she decided to paste herself to his side, much to his displeasuse.
What happened next was the usual fighting mess he usually got into then she huffed and walked away. He figured he won that round.
As he kept on walking around the town where his family was for some reason staying close by he silently hoped he didn't have to run into her again - this 'vacation' was as bad as it could get already.
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Ginny was just about to get into bed when an owl tapped the window with it's beak. It was holding a thin, hand-sized parcel on it's leg and it seemed to have trouble keeping it there.
She walked over to the window and let it in, untying it as soon as the bird gave her the chance. Once it was off the bird ruffled it's feathers, squawked at her than hopped around her desk before finally settling on a spot and beginning it's descent out of her room. Ginny started at it for a few moments, pretty sure that she had seen it somewhere before but wasn't quite certain.
She gave up on it after a few moments, shrugging, before grabbing the small note that she just noticed was there off the package and setting it down.
On the paper she read:
This stone is a lucky charm
I got it for you, made me think
of you. Take this stone with
you wherever you go and
you'll get good luck.
-Somebody in the House
Ginny looked at the paper and then back at the stone. She grinned lightly before putting it into the cloak pocket that she was going to where tomorrow. Only Carminda would be so sweet to give her something like that.
It was a few moments before she drifted off to sleep, remembering that Carminda never left the house since she got there.
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A/N: Eh…not as long as I would have liked but oh well.
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