For Eternity
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Chapter 2: Meeting with the Malfoys
Four days later Ginny, Mr. Weasley, and Mrs. Weasley were sitting in the lavishly decorated Malfoy parlor awaiting their first meeting with the Malfoys concerning the subject of Draco and Ginny's impending marriage.
After seriously considering the advantages and disadvantages Ginny had decided that she would put herself aside and marry Malfoy. If she had a chance to save this wizarding world she would take it.
The Order and the Ministry had been informed, and apparently someone or other had told the Malfoys, and apparently Malfoy had agreed, although she suspected it was not of his free will. An owl had arrived last night requesting that they come to the Malfoy manner the following day at 1:30. So here they were.
"Good Afternoon," a cold female voice spoke from the doorway, and in stepped a rather pretty blonde woman Ginny recognized from the Quidditch World Cup before her third year. "Would you like anything to drink?" They shook their heads.
She was followed shortly by a tall blonde man with eyes so frigid Ginny felt cold from across the room. After him came Draco Malfoy, the Slytherin Prince himself. Not to mention her future husband.
"Good Afternoon," Molly said stonily.
The members of the Malfoy family each took seats on pieces of the assorted green leather furniture that was littered throughout the room.
"The first thing we need is a date," Narcissa went strait to business. "When exactly is your birthday." The date of that day was June 27.
"July 16th," Ginny answered, Draco visibly cringed.
"That's sooner than I expected, we'll have to plan quickly," Narcissa said, stating the obvious.
"We'll only be able to afford a small wedding….," Mrs. Weasley trailed off nervously.
"Nonsense," Mrs. Malfoy flicked her wrist as though she were physically getting rid of the idea, "Lucious and I will pay for everything. We have more than enough."
Arthur looked as though he were about to argue and then thought better of it.
"After all this is the wedding of the century," she continued, "All Malfoy weddings are large events, and as you are a Weasley…," Narcissa trailed off, "You're a very lucky girl," she added to Ginny.
Funny, Ginny didn't feel lucky at all.
"We'll set up the wedding and receptions. Just get your guest list ready by Thursday. We'll give you 20,000 galleons for a reception dress and 85,000 for the wedding and bridesmaid's dresses.
Ginny's eyes widened at the thought of so much wealth. Narcissa caught this and smiled lightly.
"I also think it would be best if we only told close friends that this isn't a marriage out of love," Narcissa said.
"Why?" Arthur grunted.
"It would take to much risky explanation as the prophecy does sat that they are on opposite sides of the War."
Mrs. Weasley nodded slowly, "That makes sense."
"Where will they live after school?" Arthur asked. "Dumbledore has agreed to give them quarters at Hogwarts, even when Draco is no longer a student, but what about during the summer and when they're both out of school."
"They'll live in the manor of course. It's a Malfoy tradition," Narcissa said, "There's plenty of room here for all of us."
Ginny cringed. Living with Draco was bad enough, but now she had to live with Mr. and Mrs. Malfoy as well.
"Now the kids need to pick a honeymoon spot. The wedding will be held at our county club it that's alright with you."
"That's fine," Molly said, "Where would you guys like to go for the honeymoon?"
They both felt as though they had just had a very large butterfly stuffed down their throat.
"How about France?" Draco asked. It was the first time he's spoken to her since the last school year had ended, "There's a wonderful honeymoon hotel in Par…."
"Fine, that's fine," Ginny interrupted him. She wanted to get off the subject of honeymoons as quickly as possible.
"I think it's best that the next time we get together to plan," Narcissa began, looking at Molly, "that the kids go out for a little date. Just to get to know each other. I'm aware they haven't been on the best of terms in the past."
Molly nodded, "How about Tuesday?"
Narcissa agreed, and not more than five minutes later they were stepping out of the fireplace in the Burrow's kitchen.
Three days, Ginny thought numbly, three days until she went on her first date as the Fiance' of Draco Malfoy.
"What happened?" As soon as Ginny got home she was bombarded with questions from family and Order members. It took hours before she was finally able to escape to the upstairs living room to use the fire.
"Lovegood," she yelled into the green flames. After the normal sick feeling of having your head removed from your shoulders and used for juggling practice a man with dreamy blue eyes and light blonde hair came into view reading a copy of 'The Quibbler.'
"What can I do for you?" The man asked.
"Is Luna here?"
"I'll get her for you," said the man who must have been Luna's father. He stood up and took off down the hallway. A few moments later Luna entered the room through a door Ginny hadn't bothered to look at before.
"What is it Ginny?" Luna asked, concern etched on her face. It was a very strange thing when Luna Lovegood was actually concerned, angry, happy, scared, or any other mix of emotions besides dreamy, because the emotions seemed to meld together in to a mixture. Right now she was looking very concerned-dreamy.
"Can't explain through the fire, just come to the Burrow," Ginny instructed.
"Okay, I'll be there in a moment. I have to find some floo powder."
Only seconds later Luna stepped out of the fireplace, dusting ash off her summer robes, and they retired to Ginny's room.
"What's wrong?" Luna always knew when something was wrong with Ginny. Although Ginny supposed it must be kind of obvious at the moment.
"I have to marry Draco Malfoy," Ginny sounded a lot more calm than she felt.
"What!" she screeched. "Why?"
"We found something useful in our search for things to get the non-moving part of the war to move," Ginny said. "It's called the Prophecy of Fire and Ice."
"And….?"
Ginny handed her a copy of the prophecy. A few minutes later she set it down on the table.
"You don't have to do it you know," Luna said shakily.
"Yes I do, if I have a choice to save the wizarding world or let it crumble I'd definitely take the former option, and I'll do my best to bring Malfoy to the light no matter how impossible it seems."
"But this means you have to live with him forever and," shudder, "sleep with him."
"I know," Ginny said, "You won't abandon me will you?"
"Of course not," Luna said, embracing her friend.
They spent the next few hours talking excitedly about the wedding plans as though she was marrying the man of her dreams, and not a life long tormenter.
A.N. Sorry this is a little slow at the moment. It should get more exciting within the next few chapters
