Chapter 8: Not Accustomed to This Style
Time: 3 weeks later…
"Ginny, how long is she going to keep doing this to me?" Draco asked with Ginny sitting on his lap in his office.
"I don't know Draco. She's pretty stubborn," Ginny said, "It'll take time. Maybe you should have a father daughter night. I do happen to know that she does like you."
"She doesn't show it," Draco said.
"Like I said, she's stubborn," Ginny said.
"Yes, I believe you mentioned that a time or two," Draco said and then pulled her towards him and kissed her.
Ginny pulled out and said, "Just promise me that before we elope you'll have a father daughter night with her."
"Ok, I promise I will have a father daughter night with her before we elope," Draco said, "You know how weird that sounded? Father daughter? Never thought I'd be saying that."
"I know," Ginny said leaning into him, "Now come here."
"I love you Ginny," Draco said coming closer to her lips and settling his hands on her hips.
"I love you," Ginny said and then sealing her words to him with a kiss.
Time: Two days later…
"Lizzie! Are you ready yet? Your father is going to be here any minute now," Ginny said outside of Lizzie's room.
"I'm not going!" Lizzie said pouting a little.
"Yes you are. No arguing with me," Ginny said, "Now hurry up."
"Mummy!" Lizzie whined.
"No! Now hurry up before I have to dress you myself," Ginny said then added, "And you won't like what I have you dressed in either if you keep me waiting."
"Ok! Be out in five minutes!" Lizzie said giving in.
Ginny then went into the living room. She turned around to meet Draco's lips.
"Oh hello," Ginny said leaning into his embrace.
"Hi I missed you too," Draco said holding tightly to her not wanting her to escape, "Is Lizzie ready?"
"Couple minutes," Ginny said leaning her head against his shoulder, "You should come around more often."
"What, not every night being in your bed is often?" Draco teased.
"Well, there is that," Ginny said.
"Ginny?" Draco asked pulling apart in the tight embrace for a second.
"Hmm?" She replied looking in his eyes.
He then tilted his head to the left and leaned down and kissed her.
Time: 10 minutes later…
"Excuse me! Why is it that I always have to see you when you're sticking your tongue down Mummy's throat?" Lizzie asked breaking Ginny and Draco apart as she entered the room.
"Don't be rude," Ginny said.
"Ready to go sweetie?" Draco asked ignoring that last question.
"Sweetie? Humph!" Lizzie said rolling her eyes, "Sure, whatever."
"Look young lady," Ginny scolded, "You can stop this act that says, 'I hate my father,' cause I happen to know you were bragging about him to Colin just about 2 weeks ago. So you can stop that act right now and get over it."
Lizzie glared at her mother.
Draco glared back and said, "No use in glaring at your mother. Not with me around it won't. I won't put up with it."
"Neither will I," Colin said entering the room and looked at Lizzie.
"Now I believe I asked a question earlier. You still have not answered me in a way of being as your mother puts it, 'nice'," Draco said still glaring just a tad bit.
"Stop the glaring," Ginny said tugging at Draco's hand.
"Fine," Lizzie said. "I'm ready."
"Good. Let's go shall we?" Draco said letting go of Ginny and taking Lizzie's hand, which she tried to pull away from but Draco's grip wouldn't let go.
Draco stepped into the fireplace and then they were gone.
They appeared in a café type of restaurant place. Draco led her to a table, which had already been prepared for them.
Draco pulled her chair out for her, motioning for her to sit.
She obeyed and sat in the chair.
He went over to his chair and sat down and said, "So what do you want?"
He expected an answer about food but that's not what he got.
"You wouldn't want to know," Lizzie said coldly.
"What was that? Perhaps I didn't hear you right," Draco said coldly back.
"You heard me right," Lizzie said thinking that since her mother wasn't here to scold her for being rude, she could do it anyway.
Draco ignored her comment and just sat there in silence looking at the menu in front of him.
A couple of minutes went on like this before Lizzie spoke up in a very unusual nice tone. Or at least to Draco it was.
It wasn't completely rude but yet it wasn't completely nice either.
"Do you love her?" Lizzie asked silently not looking at him in the eyes.
He looked up and said, "Excuse me?"
"Do you love her? My mother. Do you love her?" Lizzie repeated.
"How do you think we got you?" Draco responded back.
"Why do you say that like you don't love her?" Lizzie asked.
"Why do you act the way your mother doesn't want you to?" Draco asked.
"Especially when she's not around to scold you for it."
"Why are you being so mean?" Lizzie asked coldly.
"Hey it's not my problem that I've tried to be nice to you but then you just shove it back into my face," Draco said.
"Do you love her?" Lizzie asked again but this time in a nicer tone of voice than before.
"Yes," Draco said, "Now be a little bit more tolerable, would you?"
"Whatever," Lizzie said.
"I wasn't asking," Draco said looking at his daughter, "I was telling you."
"Yes Daddy," Lizzie said.
"If you don't like me then why do you call me 'Daddy'?" Draco asked hoping to get a response from her.
She didn't answer.
"Ok, don't answer that then," Draco said, "let's go."
Lizzie got up, wishing she had said something. Draco took her hand and took her home.
{AN- I know it doesn't say that they didn't eat at least but just assume they did.}