Chapter Four
Draco leaned against the wall as he watched Ginny walk down Diagon Alley. She was pretty, he readily admitted. The crimson hair which was in it's usual ponytail and he wondered if she looked prettier with it down.
She had a subtle grace to her moves that said she had no idea how she practically floated through her motions. Put her in a dress and she would have the entire male population lusting her and the entire female population ready to throw eggs at her. She was wonderful.
Draco pushed off the wall and moved forward to intercept her. She looked up from her shoping, tossing her bangs out of her face.
"Malfoy."
"Ginny."
"What brings you to my corner of the world?"
Draco smirked, "What makes you so certain I don't have a right to this part of the world as well?"
Ginny pointed behind him to the building he had been leaning against. Draco turned, surprised to see it was Weasley's Wizarding Wheezes. How the hell did he manage that? He turned back to Ginny, intent on pretending nothing had happened.
She was smiling at him and he was caught off guard. It was a small smile that made him wonder if she didn't perhaps know what he had planned. That wasn't possible though. No, Ginny was just a little girl.
"So just what do you want?" Ginny asked, shifting her weight to one foot.
Draco smiled charmingly at her. "Go to dinner with me."
She eyed him warily. "And just why should I do that?"
"Look, I want to apologize for my behavior in the past. Let me take you to dinner. We could start anew. I'll pay."
He winced as soon as the final words were out of his mouth. She was sure to take it as an insult to her family.
She surprised him by merely smiling. "Alright. What can it hurt. Meet me at eight in the Leaky Cauldron."
Draco watched her saunter into her brothers' shop and smirked. Ginny Weasley, you are mine.
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Draco scowled at the clock on the wall for what had to be the twentieth time. It was eight thirty. The bitch had stood him up.
It wasn't so much that she had stood him up. No it was that Ginny FUCKING Weasley stood him up. Oh, that was adding fucking insult to injury.
Draco drummed his fingers on the table and glanced out the window in time to see a flash of red hair. He snarled a few obscenities and leapt out of his seat. He was out the door and in pursuit in less than five seconds. He caught her easily, spinning her around.
Ginny stared up at him with her beautiful hazel eyes and for a moment Draco faltered. Then he plowed on.
"Think you can fucking stand me up?" he growled.
"What the hell are you talking about?" She snapped back, pulling her arm from his grip.
He shoved her against the wall, leaning over her. "You said you'd go to dinner with me."
"I did nothing of the sort!" She snarled.
"You did too, you little bitch!"
"Malfoy?"
Draco looked over to see Richie standing at the end of the alley they were in. Beyond him, Draco had a clear view of Diagon Alley and Ginny's shop.
"What?"
"What are you doing?"
"Asking Ginny why she wasn't at our date."
"What the hell are you talking about?" Richie said, "Ginny's been at work all night."
Draco snapped his gaze past the gay man to see Ginny serving someone at her shop.
He swung back to look at the Ginny before him. She smiled and raised her wand. Before he could do anything she apperated out. Draco stared at where she had been. Now there was only a curl of smoke and a book fell to the ground. Draco reached down to pick it up.
A Comedy of Errors, by William Shakespeare.
He stared at it for a moment then looked back at Ginny's shop. The Ginny there raised a hand in a salute, laughing as she did so.
That fucking bitch. He almost admired her.
(A/N: This chapter just tickled me pink when I wrote it. I hope you guys like it too!
To wrenbailey- It's not so much based off the movie. I just took some of the more important aspects of it and made my own story.
To pk- Thanks! Hope you like it!
To Ami- He is like a gay Richie Cunningham. But so much cuter because he's gay!