Disclaimer: I do not own Harry Potter. Enough said. Too ticked to think of something witty.
Summary: Chapter III: In which Ginny is really pissed off. And it's that time of the month- for grocery shopping. We will hear about Death Eaters gone wrong and Voldy.
Author's Notes: Sorry for not updating in awhile! The stupid formatting this erased all my author's notes and such. I thank you to all who volunteered to be my Beta, and Lithui has graciously filled the slot. This chapter is not Beta'd. I warn you... Thank you to all my reviewers! Please drop one! I would make a very long author's notes, but I'm really pOed. Would you like me to do them and prolong the next chapter? Review me and tell me what you think.About thewhole cereal thing: Yes, I know they eat cereal but it is likeoats. Who would have immagined Draco Malfoy eating anything a muggle made?Ginny did not finish her cereal twice. She finished it once and then finished washing it. Yes, I know they have silverware, but they don't have sporks.(Atleast I thinknot) If I missunderstood anything, please drop a review or contact me by e-mail.
Chapter III - - Unexpected Surprises
Ginny could not believe what had happened this morning. Normally on a rather boring Sunday morning she would rather be sleeping in. Instead she was impatiently walking through the aisles in a muggle grocery store.
With Raleigh.
It had all started at seven when she was rudely awakened by a whining Malfoy. Apparently, Blaise had taken the box of Cocoa Pebbles to his house when he left last night. Draco was furious and blamed it on Ginny, saying that she had better not ever eat his food again. He called her a slum that couldn't even respect his property even though he had graciously opened his home to her and gave her a place to stay.
"I already had a roof over my head without you, Malfoy!" she had yelled at him.
"Cardboard, Weasley?" He sneered.
The next thing that had happened was that in the middle of their row, Raleigh rang the doorbell and greeted her with seven tiger lilies in a nice arrangement. She had dragged him out of the house by his hand, all the while thinking of nasty things to say to Malfoy.
Ginny already had her cart half way full when she realized that she only had galleons, sickles, and knuts.
"Oh crap!" she exclaimed, stopping in the middle of the aisle and stomping her foot.
"What is it?" Raleigh asked. He looked mildly concerned, and his brilliant stony eyes seemed half amused.
"I don't have any bloody muggle money. I have many of our coins but I-"
"I'll take care of it. I don't mind, we have to carry multiple currencies when we train to get ropes and things in muggle villages." He smiled at her, watching her frustrated expression.
"You don't and shouldn't have to do that. I should have been smart and went to Gringotts first." She saw the look on his face and grinned. "Fine. But I get to pay you back with my coins. I just got my paycheck from the ministry, and I don't need your charity, Mr. White. I am going to buy Malfoy's groceries with my own money." The grin quickly turned into a smirk.
Ginny and Raleigh turned into what looked to be the cereal aisle, but there were two people blocking the shelves. Ginny closed her eyes and slid behind Raleigh.
"Oi, what is it, Gin?" Raleigh asked with surprise, raising an eyebrow.
"It- it's nothing, I just-"
"Ginny?" The person she had wanted to avoid spoke. It was Terry, and he didn't seem to have a problem getting over Ginny. Everyone was against her, what in hell were the odds in that?After all, he was the one that had broken up with her and was currently fighting his girlfriend off of his side. She was begging for more kisses.
"Actually I'm Ginny's twin sister. My name is Winnie."
"Don't feed me that shite, Gin. I heard you're living with Malfoy, and now you cheat on him with- this guy?" Terry's dark face contorted into a disgusted look as he pointed at Raleigh.
"Yeah, and he's a better kisser than you too. Now if you excuse me, you and Trixie will have to boot, Boot." Ginny saidas shecame out from behind Raleigh. The pair got out of the way of the cereal but didn't go away.
Ginny piled in a dozen boxes of cereal she knew Malfoy would dislike and tossed in a box of Honey Nut Cheerios for herself. She nodded to Blaise and his girlfriend, who looked strangely like Fleur's little sister, Jaq, and grabbed one of Raleigh's hands and pushed the cart with the other.
After they left the aisle, Ginny let go of Raleigh's hand that was rather cold.
"I have to buy my own food now. Let's go to Diagon Alley to buy that." Ginny said, shoving a bag of galleons into Raleigh's hand.
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Ginny arrived home ('Remember, Red, it's Malfoy's home!') with Raleigh and multiple bags of groceries. She had tried to get many things that would not need refrigeration or freezing so that Malfoy could not accuse her of stealing his power. Only a few things had she gotten and she made sure to hide them far back in the fridge and ice box.
Raleigh helped her put away the foods (Draco's cereal) and raised an eye when she began to shrink cans down to mere millimeters, the same with jars and boxes of miscellaneous crackers, cookies, and her box of Cheerios. She scooped them up and dropped the miniscule items into her bag that wouldn't be large enough for the rodents of Hogwarts.
"Mr.-Shit-For-Brains said I could have Luna and yourself over today. I'm making lunch. Why don't you get yourself comfy? Luna's coming over half past and then we'll all eat together." Ginny said, taking the food she bought out of the fridge and transfiguring a plate into a pan. She would have to thank her mother graciously for that brilliant trick and her skills in Transfiguration; Ginny's best subject.
"Okay. That sounds lovely." Raleigh wasn't one to say anything like that at all, and Ginny knew he was being sarcastic. He was beginning to sound like Malfoy with his dry humor.
After Raleigh went to go sit in the sitting area, Ginny began to prepare the food. She was in the process of boiling raviolis and the sauce that went with them. She had gotten all her favorite foods from the shop in Diagon Alley but had found the frozen muggle dish in the bag and looked pleased. Ginny knew quite a lot about food and had many culinary skills, but she lacked the ability to follow instructions unless they were written down. Her mother had made ravioli once, and Ginny had not bothered to pay attention on how to make them from scratch. Her boss in Auror training, which was unfortunately the same moron who had assigned her this job, often got angry at her for it. That was why he had written nearly a handbook for Ginny and Malfoy to follow, probably knowing she wouldn't read it anyway.
Ginny rarely read anything she felt that wasn't necessary. She skimmed the papers at work, skipped the finer points on her Auror tests, and didn't even know who Edgar Allen Poe was, nor would she even touch a book that had anything credited to Shakespeare. She had read Romeo and Juliet at age eleven and felt that whoever wrote that had to be mentally disturbed. Who would find entertainment on a sadistic love story about suicide just to be with the one you loved? It was ironic. Or anyone who would write stories on people who were mortal enemies and began to fall in love had to be off their rocker... She had liked the literature and had heard it was written for a wizarding play. She just didn't want to admit it and hadn't picked up a novel in a long time.
After awhile, Ginny heard Luna ring the doorbell and asked Raleigh to answer it. After they both came back in, they treaded into the kitchen and watched as Ginny prepared the salad. She tossed it with her wand and began to serve it into three large bowls. Ginny would wash them before Malfoy even came home. Wait- Where was he?
"Have you seen Blaise and Malfoy, Raleigh?" Ginny asked him, finishing with putting the pasta into dishes. Luna helped her set the table, having a good waitress background.
"No. I heard them laughing from upstairs though." Raleigh commented and sat down at the table, summoning three butterbeers.
"Oh yes. I think they might be romantically involved." Luna voiced. Her voice was like fog. Unclear and mysterious and- foggy.
Ginny snorted. "One should hope not."
"Why is that?" Raleigh asked,jokingly folding napkins into animal shapes for the plates.
"It would give Death Eaters a bad name. That is, if they are. Could you imagine? Gay Death Eaters?" Ginny asked, rolling her eyes. "I'd be out of a job. They'd kill each other off. 'NO! I want that onyx colored hood! It would match my eyes, don't you think, Voldy-poo?'" Ginny mocked.
"Sure, hun. That sounds nice." Luna dazed off as she spoke, poking aimlessly with her fork.
Raleigh laughed and began to eat his lunch, occasionally commenting on how it was like his mother made it, or how he couldn't cook at all.
"Stop lying, White," Ginny laughed. White never got the chance to respond.
"Hello, Lovegood." Blaise commented, stepping into the kitchen and gazing at the stove.
Luna pretended as if she didn't hear him. Maybe she didn't?
Malfoy stepped into the kitchen seconds later, face dripping with water droplets, hair wet, and only wearing a pair of jeans.
Ginny almost said, "Oh, Merlin!" aloud, but instead looked to her plate, eating a tomato.
"Lovegood," Malfoy nodded and stepped across the kitchen floor. "What'd you make for lunch, Weasley?" He sounded as though his tone was at least ten percent sincere.
"A muggle pasta dish. You wouldn't like it."
"Why not?" he asked, frowning.
"My hand might have slipped while pouring the iodine and arsenic in."
"Funny." He sneered.
"I though so," Luna commented, picking up a slice of cucumber in her hands.
"Not really. I just wouldn't want myself contaminating your food. I bought this myself, Malfoy. Send me the bill for the rental on the dishes." Ginny now looked up and wished she hadn't. Malfoy did look quite well off without his shirt.
"I don't think that's quite necessary. Weasley, you need to get your act together. First my cereal-"
Ginny picked up her half eaten bowl of salad and held it above her head. With the utmost force, she slammed it against the kitchen wall, shattering the bowl. She ignored the others as she took the leftover bag on the counter and started emptying their contents. Boxes of miniature cereal fell out of the bag and onto the floor. She picked up the box of Cocoa Pebbles and muttered, "Engorgio!" The box was now back to its perfect size and she shoved it into Malfoy's arms. ((AN: Did I mention she had anger issues? Six brothers can do that to you. Sorry 'bout that...))
"Draco, I took your cereal-" Blaise admitted, but Ginny cut him off with a shocking force.
"No he didn't. I took your damn box of cereal and ate it. I felt bad after you whined for two hours this morning so I went out shopping and bought you twelve boxes of effing cereal. If you want lunch, make it yourself or have your slaves make it for you, you over privileged Prick!" She yelled, face as red as her hair.
"I thank you for coming over, Raleigh, Luna, but now I must ask you to leave. If you aren't finished with your food, take the bowl with you. I'm already going to pay for the bowl that I broke. Thank you for accompanying me this morning, Raleigh, and I will be at work this evening, Luna." Even though it was a Sunday, they're bar was still opened from five to nine for all the regulars.
"Our friends are coming tonight, Gin." Blaise said and wore a pained expression on his face. "You have to be here."
"Excuse me, I said that I will be going to my job this evening, Zabini. If you have any questions or comments, please leave them with my secretary, Adams. Thank you." Ginny turned around and gave the most irritated face she had ever made. She then ushered Raleigh and Luna both out of the house without problem, each not taking their bowl.
"Bye, Ginev-" Before Raleigh had time to finish, Ginny nodded and said, "I'll owl you later.", while politely closing the door.
She stomped back into the kitchen and immediately began to clean up the salad and the dressing. She cleaned the rest up with a spell and remembered stupidly that she could fix the bowl with magic. She did, making sure all the pieces were together, and set the bowl on the table, cleaning up all the dishes in order to wash them.
She took a large swig from one of her friend's butterbeers and then threw it in the trash, ignoring the fact that Malfoy and Blaise were still watching her.
"Gin-"
"I'm not going to apologize, Blaise. Because I'm not sorry. Nor to you either, Malfoy. You acted disgustingly rude while they were here. You didn't even acknowledge Raleigh, let alone greet him. I am sorry, however, for breaking your bowl. I have no idea what your problem is. I'm clueless. Tell me, what do you have against him?"
"We have a meeting tonight," Malfoy commented, avoiding her question.
"What?" Ginny cried out, exasperated.
"They've just decided to have a meeting here tonight. I found out this morning after my cereal. I apologize. Thank you for buying me new boxes."
"Effing hell. There's going to be twenty Marked Men in this house tonight?"
"Yes. Goyle, Avery, Nott, Bella-"
"Oh, hell no! I am not going to stay in the same room as that wench!"
"Actually, we require your services. You will spy tonight. Be prepared, they won't be adorned in hoods." Blaise replied.
"No. They'll recognize me. Especially the ones I've had dates with."
"What? You went on dates with those people?"
"No. Uh-I mean like I took a few of them to coffee shops to get information out of them. In disguise, of course, but- No. I can't do this."
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"No, Malfoy! I will not wear this! This crosses the line! Who the hell would wear this?"
"Come on, Weasley, it's not that bad!"
"I like it!" Blaise said as he stepped into the dressing room, wide-eyed.
"YOU ASSHOLE!"
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Author's Notes: Please review. I beg. And when I get them I jump up and down and tell everyone in my house. You want me to stay on my medication, right?