Ch. 3: L & The Fire truck

"Our.... unexpected guests" Draco answered nervously. Ginny in a bad mood was one of the few things that scared him, especially after the laundry incident. He shivered.

"Well then, Draco, we have a few things to discuss. Tonight." Ginny answered voice venomously sweet. Then, turning back to the kids, she asked politely asked them their names. Without a hint of the anger she had for Draco --she had a soft spot for kids-- she started with Tom.

"Your name is..."

"Tom," He said holding out his hand for her to shake.

It painfully reminded Draco of him and Harry Potter, on their first day. Don't get him wrong, he didn't really like Potter before, but that was before, when he was still under the influence of his parents. He just regretted that he never had the chance to aplogize.

Ginny had the same idea. She had an earful about that incident after Ron had come home after first year. It was so childish! Ron. Harry.

"I'm sorry, did I ....? Offend you in anyway?" Tom asked, after noticing the un-shed tears in her eyes, "Because I assure you that was not my intention"

'Strange,' thought Draco. 'That sounds very scholar-like, coming from a boy who can't say 'town' properly'

"No, you just, just reminded me of someone." Ginny replied, wiping her eyes and giving him a sad smile. Moving on towards his friend she asked,

"Your name?"

"Connor." Tom answered for his friend. Ginny looked at Tom then back at Connor, flashing him a warm smile."I'm sure Connor can tell me himself."

'They don't seem to me much harm'

'That's what they want you to think'

'Are you sure?'

'Guys, stop arguing for five seconds. The girl -'

'You mean fire head?'

"And what would your name be, young man?" Ginny asked to the Boy-Who-Wore-A-Cap. Hearing two fearful gasps she turned her head. Both Tom and Connor had their eyes widened in horror.

"She called L a GUY!"

'WHY THAT MOTHER FU-'

Both the boys ran to a safe distance, then L exploded.

"I'M A GIRL YOU DUNCE OF A FIRETRUCK!!!!" L screamed. Immediately her friends were at her side, restraining her by holding her arms back. L's hat had fallen to the ground, unleashing her curly blond hair that whipped around as she struggled to break free.

"LET ME GO!!!! I'm gonna teach that no good crack picker a lesson!!!!"

'WOW' was probably the only word Draco could think of. He had Ginny sprawled against his lap. Ginny, having fallen over the coffee table in a attempt to flee, blushed red, and picked herself up.

"But Lynsea (Pronounced: Lin-z) you did have all your hair in your cap" explained Tom. Lynsea's blue eyes got even angrier, and Connor held out three fingers. 3....2....1. He let go of Lynsea's arm, and as soon as he did she gave a scream of rage and straddled her friend on the floor, punching him repeatedly in the face.

"TAKE THAT BACK!!!" She screamed.

"I thake i black, thop!! peas! thop!"He answered.

"Humph!" Was Lynsea's only response,

Snapping out of her reverie, Ginny ran up to Tom.

"Oh! Are you ok?!" She asked conjuring a handkerchief, and wiping away the blood.

"No thanks to you" said Tom crossing his hands over his chest; a gesture that eerily reminded Draco of his godfather; Snape.

A few moments after that small explosion, and an awkward silence, Ginny decided to ask the children a bit more.

"Where did you guys--" Ginny started, but noticing Lynsea's murderous glare at 'guys' she decided against that choice of wording. "So where did you all come from?" She asked, looking from one to the other.

"Well, when a mommy and a daddy really love each other..." began Lynsea using a 'talking-to-a-little-child' voice. Both Draco and Tom snorted at this assessment. Even Connor gave a tiny smile.

"Will you stop scaring her with your knowledge of everything Lynsea?" Tom asked, turning to her with a small smile playing across his features.

"But Tom," Lynsea said, pouting ; her voice dripping with fake innocence, "she's so easy to scare"

She turned her head to Ginny giving her a scary smile. Just then Connor gave a huge yawn, stretching his arms up.

"Okay, enough talk for one afternoon," Draco said. "Ginny will you please take them to the room across from the bathroom, on the third floor." Draco told Ginny.

"Ugh, m'boss is gonna kill me for skipping work today," She muttered. Then turning to Draco, she whispered "When I come back down, we talk."

"Or scream" Added Draco under his breath, as Ginny leaded the trio of children to said spot.

"Well, goodnight all" She said as she waved them in. Lynsea was first, giving Ginny a sneer as she passed by.

'She's like Draco when he was 12' Ginny thought.

Then Connor went in, eyes trained on the ground; he didn't even look up at her. Then there was Tom. Ginny liked, and disliked, him at the same time. He reminded her so much of Tom Riddle that she met in the diary.

Despite all her attempts to forget the encounter, she still remembered it at the worst of times. She had a nagging suspicion that Tom was going to remind her a lot of him, but then there was that moment when there was something about the kid; something familiar. She just couldn't put her finger on it-- it was infuriating!

"Good bye, Adieu, farewell, and goodnight. May you awake to sweet morning light." He said closing the door behind him. Leaving Ginny more confused.

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