Chapter Eleven
Falling to Peices
Draco faced the two bigger boys. Draco was no weakling, but he didn't relish the idea of attacking the two boys. "Gentlemen, perhaps we can come to an understanding?"
"What's an understanding?" The shorter of the two asked the larger.
Oh, Dear Merlin.
Draco watched the two argue on the meaning of understanding. Then he piped up. "You fools!"
The two looked at him.
"What are you doing here?" He demanded in what he hoped was a good imitation of arrogance.
"Ummmm" The taller began.
Draco waved him to silence. "Obviously you can't tell me from that idiot Malfoy."
"Wha?"
Draco pointed out the window. "Draco Malfoy is with Ginny right now. I need you to incapacitate him until such time as I deem fit for him to be released."
"Huh?"
"Go lock him in a closet." Draco elaborated.
"Oh! Ok, boss."
Draco followed the two goons down to lawn. Ginny and Harry/Draco looked up. Draco could tell the releif on his beloved's face as he approached. She leapt at him as the goons took Harry.
"Hey love." He said, catching her.
She smiled. "Hey love. Let's get some lunch."
He took her hand, leading her away. He ran his thumb over her knuckles and Ginny let her self get lost in his beautiful grey eyes.
Mean while, Harry was having trouble keeping Goon # 1 off him, after said goon had drunk the potion he had prepared for Ginny.