Chapter 4: Seamus and Draco's Reaction
Alright, here we go again! I'm writing this chapter on the same day as the last one, but I'm not gonna update it until tomorrow... you all need some suspense to keep you interested! Lol, well, hope this is good!
I dressed in a blue dress and arranged my hair so that it looked pretty good ( or at least I thought so) and prepared for Seamus to come pick me up. So far, my impression of him was that he was somewhat conceited. I was wondering how tonight would turn out.
The doorbell rang at exactly 7 (at least he was on time) and I opened it with a gracious, pleased smile. He smiled winningly at me, took my arm, and walked me out the door.
"You look wonderful, Ginny," he said.
"As do you."
"Thanks. I do, don't I?" He smiled down at his attire.
"Yes." Might as well cater to his ego, as annoying as that was.
He smiled at me again. As far as I could tell, this evening would not be as pleasant as the last one. Now, why was I comparing Seamus to Malfoy again?? I had no idea.
"So, I'm sure that you have heard about my place on the Quidditch team. I recently got MVP for my team."
"Yes, so Hermione told me."
"Yes, well, I'm going to take you to a nice restaurant in Diagon Alley."
"What's it called?"
"Oh, the Pink Cushion."
There was a restaurant named the Pink Cushion? What kind of name is that? But I said nothing. I simply nodded.
We reached Diagon Alley and walked to the Pink Cushion, Seamus talking the entire way about his job as a Quidditch player. I smiled and nodded and said the appropriate response, becoming more and more bored. I love Quidditch, don't get me wrong, but wow... this guy could talk.
We reached the restaurant. Seamus had made reservations, and we were seated.
"So, what do you enjoy?"
"Um, what are you having?" I asked.
"Well, I was going to start off with the appetizer number 3, then move on as my entrée to the duck, perhaps, and then finish off with the chocolate cake. How does that sound to you?"
"Um, that sounds – "
"And what will your lady friend and yourself be enjoying tonight, Monsieur?"
"Well, we were going to start off with the appetizer number 3, move on to the duck as the entrée, and finish with the chocolate cake." He beamed at me across the table.
The nerve of the man! Ordering for me when I didn't even agree to it! I felt the infamous Weasley temper rising, but I quickly clamped down on it. The dinner would be good, even if I didn't agree.
The waiter bowed and left.
"So tell me more about yourself, Ginny."
Pleased with at least this courtesy, I decided to tell him.
"Well, as you saw this afternoon, I run my own bookshop and – "
"Oh, yes, my ex-girlfriend owned her own shop to. It was a delightful place, really, she sold baked goods and all. Always used to invite me over for dinner at her house."
Practically bristling with irritation, I continued. The man was so dense that he simply kept on smiling at me!
"Yes, well, I live in an apartment complex, obviously, seeing as how you picked me up there. I also – "
"Oh, one of my team members lives in an apartment as well, all the rest of us keep wondering when he's going to move into his own house, I mean, he has the money to do so, and having your own house really impresses the girls so much more than an apartment. I have my own house, you know, and I picked all the furnishings myself. Well, my girlfriend at the time helped some, you know, but I really have good taste, if I do say so myself. The house is a cream on the outside, and my living room I did in a – "
"Yes, I can tell that it's an amazing house. I also go out to eat often, I actually know the owner of a little Italian restaurant down the way some. It's quaint actually, and it has such delicious food. I often – "
"Oh, I do love Italian. Actually, one of my ex-girlfriends was Italian, she cooked the most delicious Italian food. Said she learned it from her mother actually." Oh, really, I thought to myself, You let her talk enough to know that much about her? "She was really a sweet girl, well, woman, I should say. She – "
"You do seem to have a lot of ex-girlfriends?" I trailed off, making it sound like a question.
"Well, I am a lady's man. I just can't seem to keep them off of me!"
I smirked inwardly, smiling and blushing on the outside. This man was too conceited for anyone's good! It was time to show him that he wasn't all that he thought he was. But not yet. Soon.
The meal arrived, or at least the appetizer. At least it gave him some way to occupy his mouth other than talking. Good. Finally some peace from this never-ending self-absorbed pig!
Also thankfully, the entrée arrived right after the appetizer. He only had a limited opportunity to talk about himself. I abided this by smiling.
Just as I was about half way through the duck, I looked through the window next to us, and saw none other than (dundundun) Malfoy. I was so tired of listening to Seamus talk that I decided Malfoy would become my rescuer. I mean, I had passed a pleasant enough dinner with him anyway. I motioned for him to meet me by the entrance.
"Seamus, I'm so sorry, but I simply must visit the ladies room," I giggled in my best imitation of a ditz. He smiled and nodded.
I instead went up to the front of the restaurant. I told the maitre'de that I wanted some fresh air.
Outside I met Malfoy.
"Malfoy! Goodness, you have no idea how glad I am to see someone I know. Would you mind rescuing me?"
"From what, my dear Fire Goddess?" I blushed. It appeared that he would be nice tonight. I decided to toy with him.
"From a large, self-absorbed, fire-breathing donkey, what else?"
He grinned at me in reply.
"And, my fair lady, in what way shall I accomplish this rescue?"
"Well, my dear sir, I was wondering if perhaps you would, er, pretend something for me?"
His grin widened.
"Pretend what?" He knew exactly what I was asking. He just wanted me to say it, I could tell.
"Well, seeing as how I enjoyed dinner so much more last night than tonight, I was, er, wondering if youwouldpretendtobemyboyfriend?" I said it as fast as possible.
His grin widened even more.
"What was that, Fire? I couldn't quite catch it."
He was toying with me.
"I was wondering if you would pretend to be my boyfriend?" I said it sugary sweet, knowing that it was better than grinding it out between my teeth.
"Well, of course, Fire. A damsel in distress such as you? No way I could refuse." With that he held out his arm and escorted me into the restaurant.
"Excuse me, you can't just walk right in!" the maitre'de said angrily.
"Oh, my date was back at a table in the back, I'm just bringing a friend in to visit that he hasn't seen in a while." I smiled. She waved us through.
At the table I led Malfoy to, Seamus was busy digging away in the chocolate cake.
He turned around as we approached.
"Ginny, I was wondering..." He trailed off as he saw Malfoy.
"Seamus, I want you to meet my boyfriend. His name is Jake."
"Seamus, I take it? Well, out of pure curiosity, I'm wondering what you were intending to do with my girlfriend?" Malfoy asked courteously.
Seamus gulped.
"Nothing, nothing at all." He turned to me. "Ginny, you didn't tell me you had a boyfriend."
"I didn't? Oh, I thought I did. I must have glossed over that point." I feigned complete innocence. Malfoy smirked down at me. Seamus gulped again.
"Well, Ginny and I were just about to head out. Hope you enjoy the rest of you meal." I could hear the insult underneath the common sentence. I grinned.
"Goodbye Ginny." He made as if to stand up to hug me goodbye, but Malfoy whisked us back out, with me pretending to smile up at him adoringly the entire way.
Once outside, I dropped my hand from his arm and the smile from my face. He grinned down at me.
"Well, damsel no longer in distress, what do you intend to do with the rest of your night?"
"I don't know, I guess go home. Might as well."
"Would you like to accompany me to a coffee shop and dessert?"
Did Malfoy just ask me out? He smirked at me, reading the shock on my face, and then the slow smile.
"Actually, yes, Malfoy, that sounds enjoyable enough on a lonely night."
His smirk widened as he offered me his arm again and we walked away down the street. He led me to a small, cute coffee shop, saying that he often came here in the morning before he went to work. As we settled down at our table, a waitress came over with the dessert menu and the coffee list.
"Do you like chocolate, Fire?"
"Of course! Everyone should! It's yummy, and good, and addictive, and – "
"Stop right there, you've said enough. Do you want a double chocolate brownie cake?"
"That would be amazing. Do you like chocolate?"
"You've caught me. I'm an addict, actually. Can't get enough of the stuff."
I smiled at him across the table.
"Another thing that we have in common, Fire."
"It's starting to scare me, actually, Ferret."
He just smirked. The waitress came back and he ordered for himself, then looked at me, plainly asking permission. I smiled, thankful to be able to make my own decisions (unlike with that blockhead Seamus) and nodded. He ordered a second one.
"So, tell me, Fire, what were you doing out with that snob, Seamus, did you say?"
I nodded. "Well, he came to my store this afternoon, and asked my out to dinner. He said that Hermione had owled him. I asked her about it after he left and I had closed, and I realized that she just wanted me to be happy like she was."
He grimaced at me across the table. "Plainly he was not the best choice."
I grinned. "Plainly not. I think that I'm going to have to tell 'Mione that I can make my own decisions from now on. Thanks for saving me, by the way. I needed to get away."
"What would you have done, Fire? I'm sure something, if you're going to live up to my nickname for you." I blushed.
"Well, I was actually planning on taking my chocolate cake and smushing it in his face and saying, 'Take that to your baked goods girlfriend,' but I decided that that would be a perfect waste of good chocolate on an underserving man. So I then decided to save part of the duck and smush that in his face after eating the chocolate cake, or take the chocolate cake with me after putting the duck in his face and saying, 'You conceited, self absorbed, b------."
Malfoy smirked at me.
"Good plan. No need to waste the cake."
I laughed. "Pretty much. But you coming along was so much more convenient, and this dessert is heaps better than having chocolate cake in my apartment."
He smirked again. "Always at your service."
I laughed. "Don't worry, I'll call when I need you."
I couldn't believe it as the realization hit me. We were flirting!
I smiled again, oddly pleased and not disgusted.
The cake arrived, and we forego any more conversation so that we could give ourselves entirely to eating. Every once in a while, our eyes would meet and I would smile and blush while he simply smirked. When the cake was gone, and the coffee lingered, we sat talking about our interests, and the problems with our exes. With any one else, this might have been uncomfortable. But, oddly, with Malfoy, it wasn't.
"I mean, Parkinson would latch herself onto my arm, and stay that way for an entire evening at any social event I attended. It was ridiculous! I found myself excusing myself for the restroom just to get away with her and find some friends."
I laughed at this. "She sounds extremely annoying."
"She was! I couldn't believe it. Maybe I changed, maybe she did," I snorted at this, and he grimaced, "but, either way, I could tell I didn't want to be around her or with her anymore."
I nodded sympathetically.
"Harry wasn't what your describing, but he was pretty over-protective. I mean, he would get defensive so easily, and he accused me of things I never did! Besides, he didn't really realize that I had grown up. He thought I was still in need of his support, his love, and his protection, when I knew that I could take care of myself. It was one of the biggest things to me to be realized as my own person, my own independent person, and Harry wasn't realizing that."
He nodded at me thoughtfully across the table.
"I can see how that would definitely be a problem. You HAVE changed since Hogwarts, you know," he said.
I blushed at this. "Well, so have you, you know. I mean this wouldn't have been possible back at Hogwarts."
"You're completely right. Well, it's getting late. I think that I have to be up for an important meeting tomorrow."
I looked across to see if my comment had closed him up, but it didn't look like it. He was just worried about his meeting. I smiled.
"Wait, you have meetings on Saturdays?"
"Yes, sadly. Thankfully, it isn't too long."
"Well that's good."
He stood up, and offered his arm to me. I grinned and took it.
"May I escort you home, Fire?"
"Of course, Ferret." I replied jokingly.
We apparated back to my apartment. He looked down at me in the darkness, his features illuminated by the moonlight. I looked up at him as he leaned down towards me. I closed my eyes, anticipating the kiss. My eyes fluttered open as his lips met my cheek, and I felt disappointed at this. He leaned back and looked at me.
"Well, Fire, it has been most enjoyable. We shall have to do this again sometime in the near future. I'll see you soon." And with a large crack in the air, he disapparated.
I closed my eyes to get over the feeling of loneliness at his departure, and let myself back into my apartment.
Well, another chapter done! Hope you like it! Don't worry there will be more D/G action in the next chappie, which hopefully won't be long in coming! Thanks to all my reviewers on the last chapter:
Darcy 16: Thanks so much for reviewing again! And please update the 13th job, I really like that story! Lol!
sum1strange: Thanks! Glad you like it!
Vanima Failiss: Thanks for the review! I really appreciate it!
Fan-Of-HP: Thanks! And sorry about fanfic!
may-ann: thanks u reviewed like twice and that's cool! Lol
Thanks so much for the reviews! Muchos gracias! It helps me write more! Please review! Hope u enjoyed the chappy, the next one will be up soon, I hope!
Alright, here we go again! I'm writing this chapter on the same day as the last one, but I'm not gonna update it until tomorrow... you all need some suspense to keep you interested! Lol, well, hope this is good!
I dressed in a blue dress and arranged my hair so that it looked pretty good ( or at least I thought so) and prepared for Seamus to come pick me up. So far, my impression of him was that he was somewhat conceited. I was wondering how tonight would turn out.
The doorbell rang at exactly 7 (at least he was on time) and I opened it with a gracious, pleased smile. He smiled winningly at me, took my arm, and walked me out the door.
"You look wonderful, Ginny," he said.
"As do you."
"Thanks. I do, don't I?" He smiled down at his attire.
"Yes." Might as well cater to his ego, as annoying as that was.
He smiled at me again. As far as I could tell, this evening would not be as pleasant as the last one. Now, why was I comparing Seamus to Malfoy again?? I had no idea.
"So, I'm sure that you have heard about my place on the Quidditch team. I recently got MVP for my team."
"Yes, so Hermione told me."
"Yes, well, I'm going to take you to a nice restaurant in Diagon Alley."
"What's it called?"
"Oh, the Pink Cushion."
There was a restaurant named the Pink Cushion? What kind of name is that? But I said nothing. I simply nodded.
We reached Diagon Alley and walked to the Pink Cushion, Seamus talking the entire way about his job as a Quidditch player. I smiled and nodded and said the appropriate response, becoming more and more bored. I love Quidditch, don't get me wrong, but wow... this guy could talk.
We reached the restaurant. Seamus had made reservations, and we were seated.
"So, what do you enjoy?"
"Um, what are you having?" I asked.
"Well, I was going to start off with the appetizer number 3, then move on as my entrée to the duck, perhaps, and then finish off with the chocolate cake. How does that sound to you?"
"Um, that sounds – "
"And what will your lady friend and yourself be enjoying tonight, Monsieur?"
"Well, we were going to start off with the appetizer number 3, move on to the duck as the entrée, and finish with the chocolate cake." He beamed at me across the table.
The nerve of the man! Ordering for me when I didn't even agree to it! I felt the infamous Weasley temper rising, but I quickly clamped down on it. The dinner would be good, even if I didn't agree.
The waiter bowed and left.
"So tell me more about yourself, Ginny."
Pleased with at least this courtesy, I decided to tell him.
"Well, as you saw this afternoon, I run my own bookshop and – "
"Oh, yes, my ex-girlfriend owned her own shop to. It was a delightful place, really, she sold baked goods and all. Always used to invite me over for dinner at her house."
Practically bristling with irritation, I continued. The man was so dense that he simply kept on smiling at me!
"Yes, well, I live in an apartment complex, obviously, seeing as how you picked me up there. I also – "
"Oh, one of my team members lives in an apartment as well, all the rest of us keep wondering when he's going to move into his own house, I mean, he has the money to do so, and having your own house really impresses the girls so much more than an apartment. I have my own house, you know, and I picked all the furnishings myself. Well, my girlfriend at the time helped some, you know, but I really have good taste, if I do say so myself. The house is a cream on the outside, and my living room I did in a – "
"Yes, I can tell that it's an amazing house. I also go out to eat often, I actually know the owner of a little Italian restaurant down the way some. It's quaint actually, and it has such delicious food. I often – "
"Oh, I do love Italian. Actually, one of my ex-girlfriends was Italian, she cooked the most delicious Italian food. Said she learned it from her mother actually." Oh, really, I thought to myself, You let her talk enough to know that much about her? "She was really a sweet girl, well, woman, I should say. She – "
"You do seem to have a lot of ex-girlfriends?" I trailed off, making it sound like a question.
"Well, I am a lady's man. I just can't seem to keep them off of me!"
I smirked inwardly, smiling and blushing on the outside. This man was too conceited for anyone's good! It was time to show him that he wasn't all that he thought he was. But not yet. Soon.
The meal arrived, or at least the appetizer. At least it gave him some way to occupy his mouth other than talking. Good. Finally some peace from this never-ending self-absorbed pig!
Also thankfully, the entrée arrived right after the appetizer. He only had a limited opportunity to talk about himself. I abided this by smiling.
Just as I was about half way through the duck, I looked through the window next to us, and saw none other than (dundundun) Malfoy. I was so tired of listening to Seamus talk that I decided Malfoy would become my rescuer. I mean, I had passed a pleasant enough dinner with him anyway. I motioned for him to meet me by the entrance.
"Seamus, I'm so sorry, but I simply must visit the ladies room," I giggled in my best imitation of a ditz. He smiled and nodded.
I instead went up to the front of the restaurant. I told the maitre'de that I wanted some fresh air.
Outside I met Malfoy.
"Malfoy! Goodness, you have no idea how glad I am to see someone I know. Would you mind rescuing me?"
"From what, my dear Fire Goddess?" I blushed. It appeared that he would be nice tonight. I decided to toy with him.
"From a large, self-absorbed, fire-breathing donkey, what else?"
He grinned at me in reply.
"And, my fair lady, in what way shall I accomplish this rescue?"
"Well, my dear sir, I was wondering if perhaps you would, er, pretend something for me?"
His grin widened.
"Pretend what?" He knew exactly what I was asking. He just wanted me to say it, I could tell.
"Well, seeing as how I enjoyed dinner so much more last night than tonight, I was, er, wondering if youwouldpretendtobemyboyfriend?" I said it as fast as possible.
His grin widened even more.
"What was that, Fire? I couldn't quite catch it."
He was toying with me.
"I was wondering if you would pretend to be my boyfriend?" I said it sugary sweet, knowing that it was better than grinding it out between my teeth.
"Well, of course, Fire. A damsel in distress such as you? No way I could refuse." With that he held out his arm and escorted me into the restaurant.
"Excuse me, you can't just walk right in!" the maitre'de said angrily.
"Oh, my date was back at a table in the back, I'm just bringing a friend in to visit that he hasn't seen in a while." I smiled. She waved us through.
At the table I led Malfoy to, Seamus was busy digging away in the chocolate cake.
He turned around as we approached.
"Ginny, I was wondering..." He trailed off as he saw Malfoy.
"Seamus, I want you to meet my boyfriend. His name is Jake."
"Seamus, I take it? Well, out of pure curiosity, I'm wondering what you were intending to do with my girlfriend?" Malfoy asked courteously.
Seamus gulped.
"Nothing, nothing at all." He turned to me. "Ginny, you didn't tell me you had a boyfriend."
"I didn't? Oh, I thought I did. I must have glossed over that point." I feigned complete innocence. Malfoy smirked down at me. Seamus gulped again.
"Well, Ginny and I were just about to head out. Hope you enjoy the rest of you meal." I could hear the insult underneath the common sentence. I grinned.
"Goodbye Ginny." He made as if to stand up to hug me goodbye, but Malfoy whisked us back out, with me pretending to smile up at him adoringly the entire way.
Once outside, I dropped my hand from his arm and the smile from my face. He grinned down at me.
"Well, damsel no longer in distress, what do you intend to do with the rest of your night?"
"I don't know, I guess go home. Might as well."
"Would you like to accompany me to a coffee shop and dessert?"
Did Malfoy just ask me out? He smirked at me, reading the shock on my face, and then the slow smile.
"Actually, yes, Malfoy, that sounds enjoyable enough on a lonely night."
His smirk widened as he offered me his arm again and we walked away down the street. He led me to a small, cute coffee shop, saying that he often came here in the morning before he went to work. As we settled down at our table, a waitress came over with the dessert menu and the coffee list.
"Do you like chocolate, Fire?"
"Of course! Everyone should! It's yummy, and good, and addictive, and – "
"Stop right there, you've said enough. Do you want a double chocolate brownie cake?"
"That would be amazing. Do you like chocolate?"
"You've caught me. I'm an addict, actually. Can't get enough of the stuff."
I smiled at him across the table.
"Another thing that we have in common, Fire."
"It's starting to scare me, actually, Ferret."
He just smirked. The waitress came back and he ordered for himself, then looked at me, plainly asking permission. I smiled, thankful to be able to make my own decisions (unlike with that blockhead Seamus) and nodded. He ordered a second one.
"So, tell me, Fire, what were you doing out with that snob, Seamus, did you say?"
I nodded. "Well, he came to my store this afternoon, and asked my out to dinner. He said that Hermione had owled him. I asked her about it after he left and I had closed, and I realized that she just wanted me to be happy like she was."
He grimaced at me across the table. "Plainly he was not the best choice."
I grinned. "Plainly not. I think that I'm going to have to tell 'Mione that I can make my own decisions from now on. Thanks for saving me, by the way. I needed to get away."
"What would you have done, Fire? I'm sure something, if you're going to live up to my nickname for you." I blushed.
"Well, I was actually planning on taking my chocolate cake and smushing it in his face and saying, 'Take that to your baked goods girlfriend,' but I decided that that would be a perfect waste of good chocolate on an underserving man. So I then decided to save part of the duck and smush that in his face after eating the chocolate cake, or take the chocolate cake with me after putting the duck in his face and saying, 'You conceited, self absorbed, b------."
Malfoy smirked at me.
"Good plan. No need to waste the cake."
I laughed. "Pretty much. But you coming along was so much more convenient, and this dessert is heaps better than having chocolate cake in my apartment."
He smirked again. "Always at your service."
I laughed. "Don't worry, I'll call when I need you."
I couldn't believe it as the realization hit me. We were flirting!
I smiled again, oddly pleased and not disgusted.
The cake arrived, and we forego any more conversation so that we could give ourselves entirely to eating. Every once in a while, our eyes would meet and I would smile and blush while he simply smirked. When the cake was gone, and the coffee lingered, we sat talking about our interests, and the problems with our exes. With any one else, this might have been uncomfortable. But, oddly, with Malfoy, it wasn't.
"I mean, Parkinson would latch herself onto my arm, and stay that way for an entire evening at any social event I attended. It was ridiculous! I found myself excusing myself for the restroom just to get away with her and find some friends."
I laughed at this. "She sounds extremely annoying."
"She was! I couldn't believe it. Maybe I changed, maybe she did," I snorted at this, and he grimaced, "but, either way, I could tell I didn't want to be around her or with her anymore."
I nodded sympathetically.
"Harry wasn't what your describing, but he was pretty over-protective. I mean, he would get defensive so easily, and he accused me of things I never did! Besides, he didn't really realize that I had grown up. He thought I was still in need of his support, his love, and his protection, when I knew that I could take care of myself. It was one of the biggest things to me to be realized as my own person, my own independent person, and Harry wasn't realizing that."
He nodded at me thoughtfully across the table.
"I can see how that would definitely be a problem. You HAVE changed since Hogwarts, you know," he said.
I blushed at this. "Well, so have you, you know. I mean this wouldn't have been possible back at Hogwarts."
"You're completely right. Well, it's getting late. I think that I have to be up for an important meeting tomorrow."
I looked across to see if my comment had closed him up, but it didn't look like it. He was just worried about his meeting. I smiled.
"Wait, you have meetings on Saturdays?"
"Yes, sadly. Thankfully, it isn't too long."
"Well that's good."
He stood up, and offered his arm to me. I grinned and took it.
"May I escort you home, Fire?"
"Of course, Ferret." I replied jokingly.
We apparated back to my apartment. He looked down at me in the darkness, his features illuminated by the moonlight. I looked up at him as he leaned down towards me. I closed my eyes, anticipating the kiss. My eyes fluttered open as his lips met my cheek, and I felt disappointed at this. He leaned back and looked at me.
"Well, Fire, it has been most enjoyable. We shall have to do this again sometime in the near future. I'll see you soon." And with a large crack in the air, he disapparated.
I closed my eyes to get over the feeling of loneliness at his departure, and let myself back into my apartment.
Well, another chapter done! Hope you like it! Don't worry there will be more D/G action in the next chappie, which hopefully won't be long in coming! Thanks to all my reviewers on the last chapter:
Darcy 16: Thanks so much for reviewing again! And please update the 13th job, I really like that story! Lol!
sum1strange: Thanks! Glad you like it!
Vanima Failiss: Thanks for the review! I really appreciate it!
Fan-Of-HP: Thanks! And sorry about fanfic!
may-ann: thanks u reviewed like twice and that's cool! Lol
Thanks so much for the reviews! Muchos gracias! It helps me write more! Please review! Hope u enjoyed the chappy, the next one will be up soon, I hope!