Cinderella
Beaner-Bop
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A/N: Another story chapter from the BOP!
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Disclaimer: No own.
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Chapter Eight: Meetings and Memories
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Ginny walked into 'her room' and sat on 'her bed.'
She had just met with 'her father'.
Not to mention, her 'step sisters' and 'step mother'.
She turned to look at her mattress and screamed into it.
"Why? Why?! WHY?!" She grabbed her pillow which was nearby and began to scream into that instead. She heard a knock on her door and muttered 'come in', already knowing in the back of her mind who it was.
"I'm sorry about that horrid display Miss Ginevra. Your father is a bit off his rocker today if I do say so myself." It was Stephen, her family's one and only servant.
He was older than her 'father', who's hair, brown, was turning gray. His was completely white and his face slightly wrinkling. He had a set face but for some reason, it didn't look as though it were meant to be that grave…
Only a half hour ago she was confronted about her 'stepmother', having her ask if she stole Mildred's shoes. Her 'father' and 'sisters' followed shortly after her, all with accusing looks in their eyes.
In her own defense, and as much as she hated to admit her - her feet were bigger than Mildred, Mildred being a toothpick of a girl, with feet around the size of gum drops…
Basically, thought Ginny REALLY didn't want to admit it, her feet were way to big. She smiled at Stephen.
"Thanks for that. Its like…nobody cares." Stephen nodded and sat beside her and rubbed her back.
"I know Miss Ginevra, I know. But you must remember - That's never true for anyone. Do you understand?" She nodded her head. She felt the bed move rather than see him stand up.
"I'll go and bring your supper to you Miss Ginevra, I feel that you would prefer this over…?" She nodded to him.
"Yes, I don't really feel like eating with them. Thank you Stephen." He bowed, turned and left the room.
Ginny turned and looked at the ceiling, trying to remember things that she knew she remembered from only yesterday. Her eyes widened when she began to remember, but something was…different.
'I'm forgetting!'
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Hare, Tanner (dark kid with a strait jacket), Slater (green haired guy) were all surrounding Draco playing some of the most idiotic games he'd ever thought were created. And whether he was wiling to admit it or not…
Fun.
"Alright - just because we're bored out of our minds - girls you KNOW who you're willing to screw!" Draco rolled his eyes at Slater's language. The only type of girls he got were…actually…he got an awful lot. How the hell does a bastard like that do it? He grinned, what am I talking about? I do that!
"Hare, you start."
"Um…Annie." Tanner nodded.
"Good, good, the girl down the street I'm guessing, I'll go with…Belle." It was Draco's turn.
"Candice." Draco looked confused for a second, who the hell is Candice? but everyone in the group nodded and grinned.
"You got the easy one, ha! Lets see…" This was Slater. "I'll go with…Dani."
"Elisha."
"Frannie."
"G…G…" Draco said. The others looked confused to. "Umm…" Suddenly a red haired girl came into his thoughts. "Ginny." The others looked even more confused.
"Ginny? Who's that?" Draco blinked a few times before answering.
"I…don't know."
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Her fathers name was Peter, making Ginny feel even more uncomfortable here. This wasn't her life!
So why was she the only person who seemed to know this?
She found a few books in 'her room' and began to sit down and read one. They were actually really good…The one she was reading currently was about a sea witch who moved and lived in pond near where her true love was supposed to be, waiting for him to come back to her.
Ginny turned another page when Peter walked in. She looked up at him and raised an eyebrow.
"Yes, father?" he isn't my father! He looked nervous, which could be from the very formal suit he's wearing. He kept grabbing the knot of his tie and moving it around his neck.
"Your mother-"
"stepmother."
"-and I are going to be heading out to the theater," Ginny felt something start to rise in her. She wasn't confused about this feeling though, it doesn't matter what life she's living, its always going to be there.
Anger.
"and we're leaving you girls at home. I was hoping you could…ah…get along with them, talk to them…you know, girl things." He grinned at her and gave her a thumbs up. Ginny saw a slightly guilty look enter his eyes and she thought he might sit down beside her and start doing all the things he should be doing at this point, apologizing for bringing home a wife with sisters and not telling her, having them ruin her life.
He didn't.
"Well…ah…I have to be, um, going. Good bye dear, be good!" He leaned down and kissed her on the cheek. With that, he turned around.
Ginny felt a pang in her chest and couldn't help the tear that came out.
"Good bye, father."
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A/N: Kinda short, but the story is gonna really begin moving (again) with the next chapter…I hope -.-;;