Author's Note: Um....Sorry? I know I's been a while [I duck while people throw rotten fruit at that slight understatement] and I hope you enjoy this part. I haven't had much time or much inspiration for that matter. I graduate next week so it's been a very busy year with the whole college application process. Today was my last AP exam and I'm sure glad that's over with.....anyways, this is much longer than the previous chapter and I hope it actually has some sort of plot....I'm working on it. I fixed the font and spacing on this one, and I hope it's more readable. This has got to be the worst story I've ever written!
Disclaimer: I don't own any of the characters or places or anything that might resemble anything from J.K. Rowling's wonderful HP books. I don't own the Olympics, either, so don't sue me.
I would like to dedicate this part to my brother, Alejandro, who is the best brother in the whole wide world. I'll miss you at graduation! (He's an HP fan too--don't ask how old he is, though!)
Draco and His Star-Crossed Destiny
By: Eugenia
Chapter 2: The Rescue
Draco turned towards the boogie monster and shouted, "Marshamelagous!" Immediately, a white sticky goo flew out of his wand and into the creature's mouth, sealing its jaws shut tightly.
Ginny, bewildered by the sudden rescue, looked back and forth from Draco to the monster with her green eyes wide open. "What is that?" she asked. She had meant to say "thank you" but the words seemed to be caught in her throat the moment she faced him.
"It's melted marshmellow, of course. What else would you use for a boogie monster? Not much else would have had an effect on him, anyway."
"Marshmellow? A boogie monster--what?" Ginny asked.
"Well, yes, I suppose it is a waste of perfectly good marshmellow. I have tried to make smores but it never seems to work. I have always wondered why." Draco was smiling by now.
"And does the, um, marshmellow work?" Ginny was slowly inching away from the creature.
"Sure. After all, it does taste good. It has a rather strange effect on the boogie monster, however. If marshmellow comes in contact with the boogie monster, it hardens like concrete. To him, it is like the yummy and sticky stuff they give you in the muggle's place where they clean your teeth." Draco explained.
In the meantime, the creature had curled up as if it was going to sleep.
"It acts as a sedative, too."
"Oh," was all Ginny managed to say.
Ron chose that moment to run into the scene, followed by Harry, Hermione, and their hated professor, Snape.
"Ginny, are you alright?" Ron asked as he raced over to her.
"I'm fine. Yes, really! Draco got here just in time and sealed its jaws shut with marshmellow," Ginny said.
"Marshmellow? Very good, Draco. Twenty-five points to Slytherin," Snape began.
From behind them, Harry asked, "What is that thing?"
Hermione responded first, "A dark creature called a boogie monster. It's quite deadly."
Harry busted out laughing.
"What's so funny about getting your head eaten off, scarface?" Draco retorted. This quickly affected Harry to Draco's desired effect: Harry mad at Draco under Snape's nose. Hermione sensed it. She grabbed Harry's robes and pulled him into the crowd rushing towards the Great Hall. Every one else followed suit.
Ron was still fussing all over Ginny when they reached the entrance, but he was cut off by an ear-splitting whistle. Professor Dumbledore stood in the front of the hall ready to make an announcement.
"Sorry for the disturbance everyone. I am afraid we will have to cancel classes today due to the various boogie monsters running around school. Please remain calm. The matter is being taken care of. Hagrid is busy hunting them down. You are all to remain in here until further notice. Thank you." Dumbledore, along with most of the other professors, left to go help Hagrid hunt down the creatures.
"What a wasted day!" Hermione exclaimed.
Ron replied playfully, "Yeah, think of all the studying we could be doing right now. We'll never be ready for our exams in seven months!"
Hermione shot him a nasty look and went on to talk to Ginny. Hermione was interested in all the details of how the boogie monster had prepared to attack. Who knew if it could come in handy one day?
Meanwhile, Draco had joined Crabbe and Goyle at the Slytherin end of the hall. All the tables had been removed to make room for everyone.
"BOOOOM!!!!!" Everyone jumped, and many girls screamed. The poor first years looked like they were about to pass out on the spot. The sound had come from the entrance hall, and sounded remarkably like the front door had been broken down. Inside Hogwarts entered none other than the Minister of Magic, followed by other ministry wizards and witches, including the reporter Rita Skeeter.
"Mr. Fudge, what brings you around here?" Harry asked him, already imagining that this couldn't be good for Hogwarts, not to mention the bad publicity this would bring.
"Harry, my boy! Good to see you again! Well, I would think you've heard by now that a student was almost attacked by a boogie monster....same little girl who almost died in the Chamber of Secrets, was it not?" Fudge looked around and spotted Ginny as she was turning a million shades of red from all the embarrassment.
"Err..attacked is quite a strong word to describe the incident. No one was harmed." Harry knew the Headmaster would get blamed, and it wan't fair for Dumbledore.
"Nonsence! Death is nothing to joke about! Why, most people are terrified of boogie mosters! We all know of your courage, Harry, but you must try to sympathize with those others who don't have the gift like we do. Now, where's that poor little girl? Rita wanted to speak to her." Fudge had lost her in the sea of students crowding around.
Ron, who was standing next to Harry, was about to explode and tell Mr. Fudge what he could do with that Rita Skeeter when he was surprised to hear Hermione from behind.
"How dare you! First of all, Ginny is no little girl! She can stand up for herself just fine. And Ms. Skeeter has no right to be here! She's.....she's an illega---"
"HERMIONE, HOW ARE YOU, DARLING!" Rita screamed. She gave Hermione her sweet, fake smile. "You're just the person I was looking for! Come, let's have a girl-to-girl chat."
Hermione sent her friends a pleading look that said "save me!" But her friends didn't have the chance to do so, and Rita draged her out of Fudge's hearing range.
Fudge took this opportunity to go find Dumbledore, who would surely arrange for him to talk to this Ginny girl, but as he was nearing the door, Dumbledore appeared, smilling faintly.
"You may all return to your common rooms. It is safe now. The boogie monsters are gone, thanks to the staff, specially Hagrid." Then he turnd to where Ginny was hidding and said, "Miss Weasley, Mr. Malfoy, I'd like to see you in my office when you have the chance." He offered Ginny a comforting smile and walked away.
*****
Ginny was waiting outside Dumbledore's office, while Malfoy was inside with him. Ginny couldn't believe her luck. Could this really be happening to her? She had been attacked by a ridiculous moster that was more deadly than any creatures they ever learned about in school.
In fact, it was so dark and deadly, the creature didn't even make it into the school books. Hermione had told her that it was a very rare creature, one of Slytherin's own creations. It had been centuries since the last time a real boogie monster had been seen.
Then there was the situation with Malfoy saving her. Why? He hated her and all her family. She remembered the incident from that morning when they had collided. He had been so incredably rude to her, yet she couldn't help to wonder about him.
There was definitely something about him--maybe it was the golden hair, or the baby blue eyes.....yes, Ginny decided, it was the eyes. His eyes spoke the language of a different Malfoy.
At that moment, the door swung open and Malfoy step outside the office. He quickly glanced in her direction, and their eyes met for a brief moment before he left. However, it was in that moment that her theory had been proven correct.
Ginny smiled to herself. She had a new mission, one by the name of Draco Malfoy. Ron would not like this at all if he found out, as he and Malfoy were mortal enemies, but this was the last thing on her mind as she remembered those compasionate eyes staring at her. She would begin as soon as she was done talking to the headmaster.
*****
That night Draco sat in his four poster bed with the curtains closed. He wasn't tired yet, and with everything that had happened to him that day, the last thing he wanted to do was think about it. But his subcontious wouldn't allow it. The Howler he had received was not something easily forgotten. He had received it when he was back in his room, and Draco suspected that the owl had been instructed not to deliver it in the Great Hall.
The Howler had endlessly screamed about how immoral it had been of him to help that Muggle-lover and a Gryffindor, specially a Weasley. It droned on and on....he had tried to silence it by placing his pillow and various robes over it but nothing helped.
That hadn't been as bad as the fact that the only Slytherins who were still talking to him were Crabbe and Goyle. The whole house was mad that he had saved a Gryffindor. People were so prejudice these days......
Draco had the sudden impulse to get up. It was dark in the room, but he could still see the four other beds in the room. He was the only one who wasn't asleep yet. There was something going on, but what? Then he saw it. Through the window, he saw a flash of red. He ran to the window and found himself face to face with a smilling redhead floating in the middle of the air.
"Ginny! I mean, Weasley! What do you think you're doing? You are breaking a gazillion rules, you know. Filch is probably not too far from here." Draco couldn't believe the nerve of that girl.
"Nah, he's too busy chasing George and Fred right now. Ooh, cute undies Malfoy! Too bad I don't have a camera with me." Ginny grinned at the little red hearts with wings on Draco's boxers.
Draco couldn't take it anymore. He'd had enough of this girl. "Out!!! I'll get you for this! Not only did you ruin my day, you've also ruined my reputaion in Slytherin! And if that's not bad enough, my father gave me a two hour lecture about the immorality of saving the life of a Gryffindor! GET OUT!!!"
"Aww! Poor baby! Are you telling me that a little, insignificant Gryffindor like myself managed to do all of that by not doing a single thing? Wow, I didn't know I had that power over you Malfoy."
"Power? Over me? What are you talking about? And why are you still here?"
"Never mind. I know your narrow little mind couldn't possibly understand the workings of my mission." Ginny could tell the anger in his eyes was getting stronger and stronger by the second.
"I TOLD YOU TO GET OUT!!!!" Draco was not in the mood for chit chat. It was two in the morning after all. At least they didn't have school the next day. It was a weekend, a Homesmeade weekend, to be exact. Draco groaned.
"Er...I was never inside to begin with, Malfoy dear. But don't worry, I'll be on my way. Here, take this." Ginny stuck a beautiful, red origami flower in his hair. "See; it's perfect! It even matches the undies!" And with that, she flew off, leaving Draco with his mouth hanging open and a paper flower in his hair.
Ginny smiled to hersef as she flew off. Maybe her mission wouldn't be so impossible after all.
*****
Draco woke up late the next morning. Crabbe and Goyle hadn't waited for him; they were probably already at breakfast. He turned over for a few more minutes but felt a sharp pain in his back as he heard a loud crunching noise. It was that flower Ginny had given him. He examined it closer in the light by the window.
Draco tapped the flower with his wand, and it opened to reveal a message inside. It read: "Thank you"
He gapped at the message for a while. He was having a major inner battle with himself. The thought of the note brought both happiness and anger. He felt as if a huge weight had been lifted from his chest and he could finally breathe. At the same time, he was mad at her for thinking that everything would be alright with a simple "thank you".
No, Draco decided, it would not be enough for him. This girl would have to pay. And he knew just the perfect prank to get even, not only with her, but also with another certain Gryffindor he despised.....
*****
Harry and Ron were walking through the empty streets of Homesmeade that morning. Hermione had woken them up "bright and early" so that it wouldn't be as crowded as usual. The boys didn't seem to appreciate her plan, as they were dragging their feet about twenty yards behind her.
Ron was about to fall asleep on the spot. "Hey, Hermione! Could you not go so fast? We're not practicing for the next Olympics, you know!"
"Oh, stop complaining, you twit! You should have stayed in your bed last night instead of following Fred and George around like a lost puppy!" She wasn't going to listen to his bickering today. Nothing could ruin such a glorious morning. The weather was pleasant, and there was not a cloud in the sky. She wasn't going to let Ron get to her, not today.
Harry couldn't help but laugh. Hermione was right, as always. Ron glanced at Harry and glared at him, but then got an idea. Ron looked at Hermione's back and charged--right at her--picked her up and spinned her around like crazy.
"AHHHHH!!!!!!!! Get off, will you! What do you think you're doing!" She screamed, her face a deep crimson red.
"Just waking up. Thanks for the help." Before Hermione could react, Ron sneaked into Zonko's. Harry just shrugged and followed Ron inside. Hermione stood there for a moment, trying to calm her dizzyness. This was going to be a long, long day.
*****
Draco was now at Homesmeade, without Crabbe and Goyle, since they were still at breakfast [A/N: Can you tell I don't like them?]. Today Draco was exited about going to the magical city, although he normally hated those weekends. Subconciously, Homesmeade reminded him of all the things he didn't have. It was a town centered on loving families. However, this visit would be different. He had a plan, which involved a little redhead and a very embarrasing moment. First, he need supplies. That's what was at Homesmeade.
But as he was nearing Zonko's, he saw Harry Potter and the two others walking in his direction. Ron Weasley was holding a surprisingly large bag.
Draco put on the famous Malfoy sneer. When he had been younger, he had practiced it in front of a mirror to match the look he had seen on his father's face. Draco had perfected it by now, with all the practice he got every time Potter was around.
"Potter, I see you've lent money to Weasley again. If you keep that up, he'll clean your Gringot's volt in two days flat. And then he'll just move on to the next hero-in-training." Draco was proud of this line. Maybe he was getting better at this as well as the sneer.
Ron was turning redder by the second, but Hermione was determined to have a nice, peacefull day. "Ignore him, Ron," she told him. She winked at him. Malfoy didn't know what was in the bag.
Ron considered her advice, but then discarded it as he dropped the bag and threw a punch in Malfoy's direction.
Draco had forgotten he was alone, without the body guards. Nonetheless, he took the opportunity to take out his anger on Ron. Ginny was Ron's sister, and she was the root of all his problems.....
"Stop! Stop it! When will you two grow up! Wrong question, I know, Fred and George never will....but....Stop!" Both boys recognized the voice.
"Ginny, mind your own business!" Ron shouted at her.
As Ron turned to address his sister, Malfoy landed a powerful blow on him. That increased Ron's pain and determination, sending Malfoy to the ground.
"Ahh!" groaned Draco in pain. His surroundings were all blurry and the voices he heard seemed so far away.
"Ron, what were you thinking!" Ginny bent down over Draco.
Ron just stood there in shock. Uh oh. This was not good. He hadn't been thinking at all really.
Ginny turned to Hermione. "You better take Ron back to Hogwarts. He doesn't look very well. I'll deal with Malfoy."
Hermione noded numbly and lead Ron away towards the castle, with Harry starting to trail behind.
Harry called back, "Ginny, are you sure you don't want any help? I could stay--"
"No, I don't think he'll like the thought of waking up to see your face, no offence."
Harry laughed at the thought. "True. He wouldn't be very thrilled, but it would have been nice to try out some of those products we bought at Zonko's."
"Don't worry," she told him, "you'll get your chance soon enough. Take care of Ron, alright?"
"Sure. And Ginny?"
"Yes?"
"Thanks for showing up like that. I think you talked some sense into Ron. He kinda looked remorseful for a second."
"Well, that's what sisters are for."
I wouldn't know, Harry thought to himself as he turned away.
Ginny looked down at a semi-consious Draco Malfoy. "And what am I going to do with you?" Several thoughts came to her mind, but she dismissed them as she though of more...er....appropriate possibilities.
*****
the end....for now.....
A/N: I would like to that all of you who review my earlier chapter. I don't see how that was well written but I won't go into that. So thank you:
Harry's Mum Lily-sorry it took so long
Starry Eyed Dreamer-another Draco fan? We should get together...
carissa-cool name!
Nain
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Hydrana Evila-don't scare me like that!
Crystal Music-Yes, I'm the same person. There's other D/G fics out there, including Alicia/Sue's and Cassie's stories. I can't think of any more at the moment but I'll let you know as soon as I think of another one.
Ghost-I'm flattered that you thought it was well written. I'll change the summary and put that it's D/G. Aparently, you didn't like my poem, but so that you know, I don't think politically. I think Harry Potter
You know I want reviews! Please? I'll write faster that way.....or at least not leave you hanging like I did last time, specially since summer vacation is coming up. I could take my laptop to the beach! What do you think? ;)
~Eugenia