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Chapter 6: Harry
I woke up lazily, yawning and stretching, before I realized that the warmth beside me was gone. I looked around, concerned, wondering if he had just left without saying goodbye, or if I wasn't good enough to wake up next to him. Then I heard noises in the kitchen and I relaxed again. Stretching like a cat, I slowly made my way to the kitchen. Peeking inside, I couldn't help laughing. Draco Malfoy, dressed in an apron that he had apparently found somewhere, looking perplexedly at the stove with a pan and eggs on top of it. The eggs were sitting in their shells in the pan. At the sound of my laughter, he abruptly turned around, a wild look on his face. Then a grin slowly spread across it as I walked over to him and kissed him.
"So, does the apron fit?" I asked slyly. He grinned.
"Perfectly."
"It looks good on you. You should cook more often. I mean, I can see how well you know how to cook eggs." He looked puzzled at my sarcastic tone.
"That isn't right?" He frowned.
I laughed again at his confused expression. "No, silly, you have to crack the eggs in the pan, AFTER the heat from the stove has warmed the pan up."
His expression cleared. "Oh."
I proceeded to turn on the stove to heat up the pan, and then crack the eggs in the pan. After that, I made pancakes, which Draco also watched, clearly amazed. We joked and laughed as I made breakfast, mostly about his skills (or lack of) in the kitchen.
"You know," he said, "I COULD have skills in the kitchen." He looked at me suggestively. I blushed.
"Yeah, well, be that as it may, you still can't cook worth a darn." I ignored the innuendo behind his words completely. We sat down to breakfast, which, by the way, he complimented time and time again, but to no avail, since he could not get me to kiss and make out with him. He said that was his entire goal, but, again, to no avail. Eventually, he tackled me (kind of) and started kissing me, but at that precise moment the doorbell rang. Disentangling myself, I got up to get it.
Opening the door slightly, I looked out to find myself in complete shock. There, standing outside my door, was the person I least wanted to see at that moment.
Harry Potter was standing outside my door holding a bouquet of flowers.
"I know it's still kind of early, Ginny, but I couldn't wait any longer. Ginny, I want you back. It's lonely without you. I really am sorry, but I don't want to break up, and I never did."
"Who is it, Ginny?" Draco asked behind me. I could hear him stand up and come to stand next to me.
"Ginny?" Harry asked, an odd look on his face. "Is there something that you haven't told me?"
"Uh, Harry, this really is a bad time, could you come back later?"
"Ginny, I deserve to know if you're seeing someone else. Was this going on when we were still going out?"
"Look, Harry," I said, exasperated by his attitude but still not willing to intentionally hurt him. "This is a really bad time and I suggest you come back later so that I can explain everything. Come back this afternoon."
Draco had, thankfully, remained silent during this exchange.
"Fine, Ginny, if that's what you want." And Harry walked away. I slowly closed the door and turned to look at Draco.
"Ginny?" he said slowly. I looked at him in the eye. "Do you still have feelings for Potter?"
"NO!" I said angrily. Then I sighed. "I'm sorry. I just wasn't expecting him to come and ruin our morning."
He grinned devilishly. "He doesn't HAVE to have ruined it. We can still have some fun."
"Mr. Malfoy, I know exactly what you're thinking, and the answer is no." I said playfully.
His grin dropped. "You sure that you can resist my charms?" At this he assumed a seductive pose and expression. I laughed and swatted at him.
"Yes, I'm sure. Now I'm gonna go get dressed. You better change too."
I retreated to my bedroom, looking back to see a sulky Malfoy in my living room. I laughed as I changed and came back out. He had changed too, and was laying on the couch, reading one of my magazines with an interested expression. It said Housekeeping for the Common Witch on the front.
"Draco Malfoy, are you a common witch?"
He jumped at my voice and looked at me, embarrassed. "Noooo..." he said slowly.
"Well, then, I suggest you put that magazine down this instant, young man, and come over here and stand in front of me, at attention!" I said in an I'm-angry-and-you-had-better-listen type voice. He did as he was told, but instead of standing at attention, he leaned down and kissed me.
I pulled away. "What are we going to do with ourselves this morning, hmmm?"
"Well, let me see here. I could take you to my office, and we could make out. I could take you to my house, and we could make out. Or we could stay here, and make out. Which would you prefer?"
I hit him again. "Actually, it would be pretty cool to see your office, seeing as how you're the 'Most Famous Broom Supplier of the Wizarding World.'"
"Well, to my office it is!" We apparated there, me still giggling, and him looking triumphant.
The minute we landed, though, he put his cold mask back on. I looked at him, and burst out laughing again. He looked at me, as though slightly annoyed, before breaking down, winking, and resuming his previous expression of iciness. We marched into the office, and I attempted to copy his expression and attitude exactly. It failed miserably, and I collapsed into giggles again, before straightening up. Malfoy had given me a cold look and then gently took my arm to lead me to his office, belying his cold exterior with his gentle, warm touch.
When his secretary saw us, she dropped what she was doing at the same time as her jaw dropped open. Draco ignored her and entered his room, closing the door soundly and pulling down the curtains before dropping his mask.
"Judging by your secretary's expression, I take it you don't bring many people to your office with you, do you?"
He grinned and shook his head.
"Ah, and here I was, under the impression that you were still like at Hogwarts, player extraordinaire." I grinned playfully at him.
"Now about that snogging session..." He said suggestively, and wiggled his eyebrows. I laughed and shook my head.
"First I want a tour of the broom factory, or whatnot." I demanded, attempting to be snobby.
He looked impressed. "You do that very well. Think you can do that as we tour the building, instead of breaking down into giggles every two seconds?"
I nodded solemnly, gave him a grin, and took his arm. He led me outside, but right before he opened the door, he winked at me. I winked back and grinned, before resuming my I-am-better-than-you look. We walked back out of his office, his secretary looking obviously very surprised to see us come back out so quickly.
He led me to an elevator, whispering, "We have to do things the muggle way, in case any muggles come to visit," to me as we stepped inside. The door opened again on a factory type room, with machines and people in lab coats standing around in it. He led me to one of the scientists, who stepped aside at our approach.
"Look here, every broom is made entirely from pure birch, which is the lightest and yet sturdiest wood. The tail of the broom is made from the straightest branches available, tied together with a special type of string. Of course many charms and potions are used upon each branch and each broom." I nodded my understanding.
"What types of charms are used on each broom?" I asked. Malfoy sighed.
"There are several, different ones for each broom. We use speed and agility charms on every single one. There are also several different potions used, including draught of stability so that the brooms don't waver in the air. We use unseating charms, so that the rider is not easily unhorsed, and there are several others, but we don't have to go into that. It also depends on the type of broom. If your looking at a beginner's broom, we use different charms than on an advanced or intermediate broom."
I nodded, and we moved on. He gave me an entire tour before leading me back to his office. His secretary only glanced up this time as we walked by and into his office. Once the door was closed he turned to me.
"So, about that make out session..." I said, walking over to him seductively. He grinned.
I leaned up to him as he leaned down, and we kissed. There was all the passion in it that there was last night, but not as much gentleness. He pulled me to him and kissed me again. Then his buzzer on his desk rang, and his secretary's voice rang out.
"Mr. Malfoy, one of your sponsers is waiting downstairs to enter a meeting with you."
Draco cursed and pulled away from me. "Ginny, I really have to go this meeting. Are you going to be ok? Can you find your way out?"
I flashed him a smile. "Of course I can. I have to go explain everything to Harry anyway, remember?"
He grimaced at this. "Alright, well, then. You have to go. I'll see you tonight." He kissed me quickly, and went over to his desk to tell his secretary. I slipped out the door as he told her to send the sponsor person up. I walked downstairs. Once I was outside, I apparated back to my apartment and ate lunch. I read for a while, cleaned a little bit more, and sure enough, soon my doorbell rang. It was, of course, Harry.
"Hey Harry. Come on in. Are you hungry?" He no longer had the bouquet.
"I'm fine." He sat down on the couch. "Ginny, what's going on?"
I sighed as I sat down in my armchair, NOT on the couch.
"Harry, you have to understand something. I have moved on. We're over, and honestly, and I'm sorry to say this, but I don't want to get back together with you."
He looked at me in shock. "But, Ginny, I thought you loved me!"
It was my turn to look at him in shock. "Harry, I never said that. Never."
"But I love you Ginny."
I sighed. "No, Harry, you don't. You love the thought that I am still the girl that you once protected, but I'm not that girl anymore. You just never realized it. I'm willing to bet that you don't even know what I love the most."
"That's easy. Your books, of course."
"No, Harry, that's not it. I love quidditch, and I love business the most. I don't love my books the most. Harry, I've changed, and so have you. We're not the same people that we were back at Hogwarts."
"YES WE ARE! Ginny, I love you, I need you, please, come back to me. And dump this guy that you're going out with. Who is he??"
"Harry, calm down. You don't need to know who he is right now. That isn't your information."
"Yes it is! I deserve to know! Ginny, you're mine!"
I got up angrily. "I'm not anyone's, Harry, least of all yours! Nobody OWNS me, I don't BELONG to anyone, I am my own person with my own life and interests! Now get out Harry, because if you can't even see my for myself then I don't want you in my apartment!"
"No, Ginny, I'm not leaving. You ARE mine! And I'm not going anywhere until we're back together."
"Harry, are you ok? Look, please just leave. I still want us to be friends, but I am not going to stand here and be told what to do!"
"I'm fine, Ginny, or I will be once you're back together with me, and no longer with the jerk that you're with now."
"He is NOT a jerk, Harry! NOW GET OUT!"
He slapped me across the cheek. "NO!"
Holding my cheek in astonishment and looking at Harry as though he had gone mad, which it appeared that he had, I backed slowly towards my door. Harry, glancing at the door and seeing my objective, immediately ran to block it.
"Look, Ginny, I don't want to hurt you. I love you, can't you see that?"
"No, Harry, you don't love me. If you loved me you wouldn't have slapped me."
"I DO LOVE YOU!"
"Harry, have you talked to Cho recently? She wrote to me and told me that she wanted to see you again."
Looking rather shocked and pleased at this information, he asked me, "Really?"
"Yeah, just the other day. Maybe you should go home and owl her."
Looking happy again, he left through the door. Turning around halfway down the hall, though, and looking back at me, he said, "Ginny, I'm sorry. I didn't mean to slap you. I'm really sorry. You just scared me."
"It's ok Harry. Go write to Cho."
Closing the door, I leaned back against it and slowly sank down. The tears started flowing. What had come over Harry? Should I tell someone? My emotions were running wild as they flowed through me. What if Draco didn't really like me, and was just using me? What if he just wanted to get me in bed?
The questions running through my mind would not stop, just like the tears would not stop. Soon, though, there was a knock on the door, and, trying to pull myself together, I stood up. Once the tears stopped, I opened the door. Draco was standing there, and the sight of him started the tears all over again. He immediately rushed over to me, concern all over his face.
"Ginny, what's wrong? What happened? What did Potter do to you?" Suddenly he looked angry, but looking down at me again, his face softened and he led me to the couch.
We sat down, and he slowly prodded me to tell him what happened. I did, jerkingly, with tears sometimes falling from my eyes. When I was done he looked angry at Harry, but pulled me close to him.
I leaned into him, but then suddenly remembered my doubts about our 'relationship'. I pulled back and looked him in the eye. He looked down at me, worried that he had done something wrong.
"Draco, are you just trying to use me? Are you just trying to get me in bed with you? Do you even like me?" My voice trembled a little, and I cursed it inside my head for betraying me.
He looked me straight in the eye. "Ginny Weasley, there is no way that I would ever use you. Yes, I like you a lot. If I didn't like you, I wouldn't be sitting on this couch right now, in your apartment. Believe me, please."
I think it was the please that did it. I believed him, and I could tell it was the truth. He was most definitely not lying to me.
"Now, about the getting in bed with you part..." And the sparkle in his eye told me he was teasing me. I swatted at him playfully. He grabbed my hand and kissed it, looking in my eyes the entire time.
"So, my lady, where should I escort you this fair night?"
"Well, my fine sir, may I ask your fair opinion in this matter? I regard your advice highly."
"Well, I know a quaint restaurant in Hogsmeade, if it suits my fair lady's tastes."
"Yes, it sounds delightful. But, kind sir, please let me change before we depart."
"Of course, if that is your wish." By this point, we were both grinning widely. I went to my room, changed into a different set of robes, with muggle clothes underneath, and reemerged.
Draco offered me his arm, which I took, and then we apparated to Hogsmeade. He led me to a restaurant, where we were told we had a 15 minute wait. We decided to wander around and window shop for a while.
After dragging Draco into two clothes shops and a jewelry store, he in turn dragged me into Zonko's. Believe me, that was quite the experience. Draco proceeded to buy several items, which, I believed, he planned to try out on me. It scared me witless, quite honestly. We left, and we still had 5 minutes to go. After we exited the store I heard a voice behind me calling my name, a voice I recognized very well.
"GINNY! THIS is who you left me for?"
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Chapter 6: Harry
I woke up lazily, yawning and stretching, before I realized that the warmth beside me was gone. I looked around, concerned, wondering if he had just left without saying goodbye, or if I wasn't good enough to wake up next to him. Then I heard noises in the kitchen and I relaxed again. Stretching like a cat, I slowly made my way to the kitchen. Peeking inside, I couldn't help laughing. Draco Malfoy, dressed in an apron that he had apparently found somewhere, looking perplexedly at the stove with a pan and eggs on top of it. The eggs were sitting in their shells in the pan. At the sound of my laughter, he abruptly turned around, a wild look on his face. Then a grin slowly spread across it as I walked over to him and kissed him.
"So, does the apron fit?" I asked slyly. He grinned.
"Perfectly."
"It looks good on you. You should cook more often. I mean, I can see how well you know how to cook eggs." He looked puzzled at my sarcastic tone.
"That isn't right?" He frowned.
I laughed again at his confused expression. "No, silly, you have to crack the eggs in the pan, AFTER the heat from the stove has warmed the pan up."
His expression cleared. "Oh."
I proceeded to turn on the stove to heat up the pan, and then crack the eggs in the pan. After that, I made pancakes, which Draco also watched, clearly amazed. We joked and laughed as I made breakfast, mostly about his skills (or lack of) in the kitchen.
"You know," he said, "I COULD have skills in the kitchen." He looked at me suggestively. I blushed.
"Yeah, well, be that as it may, you still can't cook worth a darn." I ignored the innuendo behind his words completely. We sat down to breakfast, which, by the way, he complimented time and time again, but to no avail, since he could not get me to kiss and make out with him. He said that was his entire goal, but, again, to no avail. Eventually, he tackled me (kind of) and started kissing me, but at that precise moment the doorbell rang. Disentangling myself, I got up to get it.
Opening the door slightly, I looked out to find myself in complete shock. There, standing outside my door, was the person I least wanted to see at that moment.
Harry Potter was standing outside my door holding a bouquet of flowers.
"I know it's still kind of early, Ginny, but I couldn't wait any longer. Ginny, I want you back. It's lonely without you. I really am sorry, but I don't want to break up, and I never did."
"Who is it, Ginny?" Draco asked behind me. I could hear him stand up and come to stand next to me.
"Ginny?" Harry asked, an odd look on his face. "Is there something that you haven't told me?"
"Uh, Harry, this really is a bad time, could you come back later?"
"Ginny, I deserve to know if you're seeing someone else. Was this going on when we were still going out?"
"Look, Harry," I said, exasperated by his attitude but still not willing to intentionally hurt him. "This is a really bad time and I suggest you come back later so that I can explain everything. Come back this afternoon."
Draco had, thankfully, remained silent during this exchange.
"Fine, Ginny, if that's what you want." And Harry walked away. I slowly closed the door and turned to look at Draco.
"Ginny?" he said slowly. I looked at him in the eye. "Do you still have feelings for Potter?"
"NO!" I said angrily. Then I sighed. "I'm sorry. I just wasn't expecting him to come and ruin our morning."
He grinned devilishly. "He doesn't HAVE to have ruined it. We can still have some fun."
"Mr. Malfoy, I know exactly what you're thinking, and the answer is no." I said playfully.
His grin dropped. "You sure that you can resist my charms?" At this he assumed a seductive pose and expression. I laughed and swatted at him.
"Yes, I'm sure. Now I'm gonna go get dressed. You better change too."
I retreated to my bedroom, looking back to see a sulky Malfoy in my living room. I laughed as I changed and came back out. He had changed too, and was laying on the couch, reading one of my magazines with an interested expression. It said Housekeeping for the Common Witch on the front.
"Draco Malfoy, are you a common witch?"
He jumped at my voice and looked at me, embarrassed. "Noooo..." he said slowly.
"Well, then, I suggest you put that magazine down this instant, young man, and come over here and stand in front of me, at attention!" I said in an I'm-angry-and-you-had-better-listen type voice. He did as he was told, but instead of standing at attention, he leaned down and kissed me.
I pulled away. "What are we going to do with ourselves this morning, hmmm?"
"Well, let me see here. I could take you to my office, and we could make out. I could take you to my house, and we could make out. Or we could stay here, and make out. Which would you prefer?"
I hit him again. "Actually, it would be pretty cool to see your office, seeing as how you're the 'Most Famous Broom Supplier of the Wizarding World.'"
"Well, to my office it is!" We apparated there, me still giggling, and him looking triumphant.
The minute we landed, though, he put his cold mask back on. I looked at him, and burst out laughing again. He looked at me, as though slightly annoyed, before breaking down, winking, and resuming his previous expression of iciness. We marched into the office, and I attempted to copy his expression and attitude exactly. It failed miserably, and I collapsed into giggles again, before straightening up. Malfoy had given me a cold look and then gently took my arm to lead me to his office, belying his cold exterior with his gentle, warm touch.
When his secretary saw us, she dropped what she was doing at the same time as her jaw dropped open. Draco ignored her and entered his room, closing the door soundly and pulling down the curtains before dropping his mask.
"Judging by your secretary's expression, I take it you don't bring many people to your office with you, do you?"
He grinned and shook his head.
"Ah, and here I was, under the impression that you were still like at Hogwarts, player extraordinaire." I grinned playfully at him.
"Now about that snogging session..." He said suggestively, and wiggled his eyebrows. I laughed and shook my head.
"First I want a tour of the broom factory, or whatnot." I demanded, attempting to be snobby.
He looked impressed. "You do that very well. Think you can do that as we tour the building, instead of breaking down into giggles every two seconds?"
I nodded solemnly, gave him a grin, and took his arm. He led me outside, but right before he opened the door, he winked at me. I winked back and grinned, before resuming my I-am-better-than-you look. We walked back out of his office, his secretary looking obviously very surprised to see us come back out so quickly.
He led me to an elevator, whispering, "We have to do things the muggle way, in case any muggles come to visit," to me as we stepped inside. The door opened again on a factory type room, with machines and people in lab coats standing around in it. He led me to one of the scientists, who stepped aside at our approach.
"Look here, every broom is made entirely from pure birch, which is the lightest and yet sturdiest wood. The tail of the broom is made from the straightest branches available, tied together with a special type of string. Of course many charms and potions are used upon each branch and each broom." I nodded my understanding.
"What types of charms are used on each broom?" I asked. Malfoy sighed.
"There are several, different ones for each broom. We use speed and agility charms on every single one. There are also several different potions used, including draught of stability so that the brooms don't waver in the air. We use unseating charms, so that the rider is not easily unhorsed, and there are several others, but we don't have to go into that. It also depends on the type of broom. If your looking at a beginner's broom, we use different charms than on an advanced or intermediate broom."
I nodded, and we moved on. He gave me an entire tour before leading me back to his office. His secretary only glanced up this time as we walked by and into his office. Once the door was closed he turned to me.
"So, about that make out session..." I said, walking over to him seductively. He grinned.
I leaned up to him as he leaned down, and we kissed. There was all the passion in it that there was last night, but not as much gentleness. He pulled me to him and kissed me again. Then his buzzer on his desk rang, and his secretary's voice rang out.
"Mr. Malfoy, one of your sponsers is waiting downstairs to enter a meeting with you."
Draco cursed and pulled away from me. "Ginny, I really have to go this meeting. Are you going to be ok? Can you find your way out?"
I flashed him a smile. "Of course I can. I have to go explain everything to Harry anyway, remember?"
He grimaced at this. "Alright, well, then. You have to go. I'll see you tonight." He kissed me quickly, and went over to his desk to tell his secretary. I slipped out the door as he told her to send the sponsor person up. I walked downstairs. Once I was outside, I apparated back to my apartment and ate lunch. I read for a while, cleaned a little bit more, and sure enough, soon my doorbell rang. It was, of course, Harry.
"Hey Harry. Come on in. Are you hungry?" He no longer had the bouquet.
"I'm fine." He sat down on the couch. "Ginny, what's going on?"
I sighed as I sat down in my armchair, NOT on the couch.
"Harry, you have to understand something. I have moved on. We're over, and honestly, and I'm sorry to say this, but I don't want to get back together with you."
He looked at me in shock. "But, Ginny, I thought you loved me!"
It was my turn to look at him in shock. "Harry, I never said that. Never."
"But I love you Ginny."
I sighed. "No, Harry, you don't. You love the thought that I am still the girl that you once protected, but I'm not that girl anymore. You just never realized it. I'm willing to bet that you don't even know what I love the most."
"That's easy. Your books, of course."
"No, Harry, that's not it. I love quidditch, and I love business the most. I don't love my books the most. Harry, I've changed, and so have you. We're not the same people that we were back at Hogwarts."
"YES WE ARE! Ginny, I love you, I need you, please, come back to me. And dump this guy that you're going out with. Who is he??"
"Harry, calm down. You don't need to know who he is right now. That isn't your information."
"Yes it is! I deserve to know! Ginny, you're mine!"
I got up angrily. "I'm not anyone's, Harry, least of all yours! Nobody OWNS me, I don't BELONG to anyone, I am my own person with my own life and interests! Now get out Harry, because if you can't even see my for myself then I don't want you in my apartment!"
"No, Ginny, I'm not leaving. You ARE mine! And I'm not going anywhere until we're back together."
"Harry, are you ok? Look, please just leave. I still want us to be friends, but I am not going to stand here and be told what to do!"
"I'm fine, Ginny, or I will be once you're back together with me, and no longer with the jerk that you're with now."
"He is NOT a jerk, Harry! NOW GET OUT!"
He slapped me across the cheek. "NO!"
Holding my cheek in astonishment and looking at Harry as though he had gone mad, which it appeared that he had, I backed slowly towards my door. Harry, glancing at the door and seeing my objective, immediately ran to block it.
"Look, Ginny, I don't want to hurt you. I love you, can't you see that?"
"No, Harry, you don't love me. If you loved me you wouldn't have slapped me."
"I DO LOVE YOU!"
"Harry, have you talked to Cho recently? She wrote to me and told me that she wanted to see you again."
Looking rather shocked and pleased at this information, he asked me, "Really?"
"Yeah, just the other day. Maybe you should go home and owl her."
Looking happy again, he left through the door. Turning around halfway down the hall, though, and looking back at me, he said, "Ginny, I'm sorry. I didn't mean to slap you. I'm really sorry. You just scared me."
"It's ok Harry. Go write to Cho."
Closing the door, I leaned back against it and slowly sank down. The tears started flowing. What had come over Harry? Should I tell someone? My emotions were running wild as they flowed through me. What if Draco didn't really like me, and was just using me? What if he just wanted to get me in bed?
The questions running through my mind would not stop, just like the tears would not stop. Soon, though, there was a knock on the door, and, trying to pull myself together, I stood up. Once the tears stopped, I opened the door. Draco was standing there, and the sight of him started the tears all over again. He immediately rushed over to me, concern all over his face.
"Ginny, what's wrong? What happened? What did Potter do to you?" Suddenly he looked angry, but looking down at me again, his face softened and he led me to the couch.
We sat down, and he slowly prodded me to tell him what happened. I did, jerkingly, with tears sometimes falling from my eyes. When I was done he looked angry at Harry, but pulled me close to him.
I leaned into him, but then suddenly remembered my doubts about our 'relationship'. I pulled back and looked him in the eye. He looked down at me, worried that he had done something wrong.
"Draco, are you just trying to use me? Are you just trying to get me in bed with you? Do you even like me?" My voice trembled a little, and I cursed it inside my head for betraying me.
He looked me straight in the eye. "Ginny Weasley, there is no way that I would ever use you. Yes, I like you a lot. If I didn't like you, I wouldn't be sitting on this couch right now, in your apartment. Believe me, please."
I think it was the please that did it. I believed him, and I could tell it was the truth. He was most definitely not lying to me.
"Now, about the getting in bed with you part..." And the sparkle in his eye told me he was teasing me. I swatted at him playfully. He grabbed my hand and kissed it, looking in my eyes the entire time.
"So, my lady, where should I escort you this fair night?"
"Well, my fine sir, may I ask your fair opinion in this matter? I regard your advice highly."
"Well, I know a quaint restaurant in Hogsmeade, if it suits my fair lady's tastes."
"Yes, it sounds delightful. But, kind sir, please let me change before we depart."
"Of course, if that is your wish." By this point, we were both grinning widely. I went to my room, changed into a different set of robes, with muggle clothes underneath, and reemerged.
Draco offered me his arm, which I took, and then we apparated to Hogsmeade. He led me to a restaurant, where we were told we had a 15 minute wait. We decided to wander around and window shop for a while.
After dragging Draco into two clothes shops and a jewelry store, he in turn dragged me into Zonko's. Believe me, that was quite the experience. Draco proceeded to buy several items, which, I believed, he planned to try out on me. It scared me witless, quite honestly. We left, and we still had 5 minutes to go. After we exited the store I heard a voice behind me calling my name, a voice I recognized very well.
"GINNY! THIS is who you left me for?"
Ah, cliffhangers! Don't you just love 'em? I DO! Well, sorry about the wait... I've been kinda busy. HAPPY 4TH OF JULY EVERYONE! Alright, so hopefully the next chappie won't be as prolonged, and I'll try to get it out as soon as possible. Hope you enjoyed this one!
Thanx to my reviewers:
sum1strange: Thanx, I sometimes do carry around a notebook. Hope you like the chappie!
Fan-Of-HP: Yeah, I had fun, kinda. Hope you like!
Vanima Failiss: I'd love to read your fics. My comp is having problems though, so it might be a while. Sry! It won't let me log on right to the internet and stuff. Weird. Hope you like!
Darcy 16: Hope you like! Thanx for all the reviews! I love em!
The evil platypus of doom: hahaha! Yeah, I know where you live!
OK! Hope you like! I'll try to update ASAP! And, btw, I LOVE reviews! Please review!