Dance With the Devil
A/N: I wrote a new years chapter for this. It was pretty and Draco proposed to Ginny. Then my floppy disc decided not to work. I'm working on it. For now we'll just pretend that Draco proposed to Ginny and she said yes. Um k. Ginny's dialoge is in "quotation marks" Draco in Italics and other is regular
"A fall wedding sounds good."
You're just saying that.
"Am not. I like the fall. With the leaves falling and the fresh apple cider."
Now we get to the root of it all.
"What? I like apple cider!"
He laughes. There's nothing wrong with that.
"Too right."
He pulls her closer to him on the window seat.
There's snow outside.
"What's your point?"
Isn't it some sort of tradition that engaged people need to frolic in the snow?
"Frolic? Did you say frolic?"
What's wrong with frolic?
"Nothing." She supresses a snicker which he notices.
I heard that.
"What?"
That's it young lady. No ice cream for you.
She pouts. "Aww."
But... He pauses dramatically
She slaps him lightly. "Grow up."
Why? It's fun having the mentality of a three year old.
"I would have sworn it was two."
It's all because of you, my dear Ginevra.
"Right. Aren't you getting sidetracked?"
Right! No ice cream but...
He pulls a box of chocolates from behind his back. Happy Valentines Day.
She gasps and throws her arms around him. "Oh Draco! You're an angel!"
He grins. So do we get to frolic?
She laughes. "Yes Draco. Let's frolic."