Important Note: I have a whole lot of Regents to take in the past week. I was going to post a new chapter every day this whole week so I figured I'd knock out all the chapters at one. The thing about this fic is that I have kinda stopped writing it, I have to stress this I have stopped writing this I ran out of ideas. I mean how many clichés can I use? Even I have pride. Chapter Five I just wrote and I have to force that out. I don't really know where to take this.
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Past Life: Draco and Ginny
Chapter Five
The last thing Ginny expected was to see an exquisite mansion in the same upscale neighborhood not far away from Draco's manor.
"This is it Luna?"
"Of course, you think I am the only person who is loony enough to believe what this man says? He has quite a few people from our class visiting him forget about the common folk.
"A man?" Ginny usually heard her father talking about fat ugly women in colorful robes spewing nonsense at innocent people who needed something to believe in, "What is his name?"
"Dumbledore. He's old to be honest with you. But he strikes me a young soul in an old body. He's wise nonetheless."
Luna rang the doorbell and a stern faced woman answered the door.
"Hello McGonagall." Luna said warmly, "Is Dumbledore still up."
"He said you were coming." The woman said blandly standing aside letting the two women into the huge house. The house, was very well furnished, the carpet was a rich red, but the walls I couldn't tell because every single wall was covered by bookcases filled to the brim with books. They were following the woman named McGonagall up the huge spiraling staircase.
"They like to read." Luna remarked as if reading Ginny's mind.
"I can see that." They were a few steps behind McGonagall and Ginny leaned over to Luna to whisper, "Who is the lady?"
Luna shrugged, "There are some theories. Some say she's a ghost of a past relative, some say that is his sisters, and the one I like the most is that she is Dumbledore's wife."
They reached the very top of the stairs and she was shocked to see the top floor was just one large open room. And in that room in a large armchair was Dumbledore. Ginny couldn't resist rolling her eyes.
A voice soft but demanding attention asked, "Is there a problem Miss Weasley?"
Ginny straightened out, how did he know her name?
"Bonjour Dumbledore!" Luna greeted warmly sitting down happily in one of the arm chairs across from the man. He wasn't visible from where Ginny stood so Ginny, her curiosity taking over completely, walked over to the second arm chair and cautiously sat down. The dim light from the table helped Ginny to see the characteristics of the old man in front of her. When he was younger he was obviously handsome with a long face and boyish features that still remained even in his old age. He had white hair combed neatly into a ponytail, and spectacles that covered sparkling eyes.
"If you were wondering I've seen your picture in the newspaper. Smashing break in that case of yours, really remarkable how the killer was under everyone's nose and no one realized it."
Ginny said nothing still looking around for trick mirrors that she was sure to have to endure in a few minutes.
"You are not going to find trick mirrors here Miss Weasley." At her expression he chuckled, "I don't even use a crystal ball."
"Really?" Ginny asked.
Luna laughed and leaned forward to Dumbledore, "You'll have to excuse my friend she is a firm prude."
Dumbledore smiled, "I don't mind. She is refreshing. What do you want to know Luna?"
"Nothing really, I just had nothing else to do…" She trailed off thinking, "How about Ron's business venture how is that doing?"
"Next week he is going to receive a new client that will move him forward. As of right now he is doing well enough."
"Gee thanks. I can get bet with me for next week. He'll never figure it out!"
Dumbledore turned to Ginny, "Anything you'll like to know?"
Ginny shrugged. What harm could it do, "What is my mother's history?"
"Why did her personality change so drastically?" Dumbledore asked, "She was an interesting character. She used to come visit me all the time. It was a series of things but it involved a man."
"My father right?" It was common knowledge that her mother once she heard the news of her engagement changed over night."
"No it wasn't your father." Dumbledore's eyes were closed, "Are you sure you want to know?"
"What can be so bad about the whole thing?" Ginny asked, "I want to understand my mother better."
Luna knew immediately from Dumbledore's expression that what he was about to tell her best friend was not what Ginny would want to hear.
Twenty minutes later Ginny walked out with Luna her face frozen in an unreadable mask. Luna, could be a major flake at times, but knew it was not the right time to speak. What they both heard, the implications would be a shocker to anyone who knew Molly Weasley. Once they were in the carriage Ginny turned to Luna and smiled.
"Hey can you drop my off at the Malfoy Mannor."
"I knew what you just heard isn't something that you want to accept but going to visit with son so quickly."
Ginny smiled, "Just get me there. You know its funny."
"What is?" Luna asked.
"I should hate him or at least not trust him. He told me about his life and I believe him and I further understand what he did to his father. I trust him."
"That is saying a lot. It took you weeks to warm up to me. You should come back to my home and visit him tomorrow. You're still a little off from the wine."
Ginny laughed, "That is because you are crazy. I still don't know what you are going to do half of the time. But honestly take me to Malfoy Manor. I want to talk to Draco about it for some reason."
The one thing Luna was totally thankful for was that Luna didn't question her anymore because honestly she didn't know the answer herself.
"What are you doing here?"
Draco had been on his way to bed when he heard a carriage pull up. Curiosity, the drive of his profession moved him to see who was visiting him at such a strange hour. The pleasure that coursed through his blood at seeing the little red head walk into the opening hall did more than surprise him. But she seemed disturbed about something and walked her way up the stairs to the library to where his father kept his journals. She went straight for a certain journal without hesitation. Whatever she was reading she seemed totally absorbed in it. His drive to know everything he wanted to know that was around him he walked forward.
"Hey Draco," Ginny turned and smiled, "I have to talk to you about something."
Draco smiled slightly drawing his robe about himself to hide his pajamas. It was amazing how manners came back to a person at the oddest time. He asked, "About the case?"
Ginny shook her head and smiled back, "It's personal. Let's sit down."
If Draco was even slightly tired those two words brought him back further into reality. They settled down firmly on the plush chairs located in the library neither one knowing where to start.
"It's about your father." Ginny finally blurted out.
It was the first time, Ginny realized, that Draco looked confused or puzzled about anything. A hoard of animals could run through his house and he'd never blink an eye, speak about his family and he'd break into a sweat.
"What about him?"
"Your father and my mother had a…" Ginny trailed off, "a thing."
"A thing?" Draco asked.
"A thing." Ginny answered, "It's in his journal. He met my mother and in an odd sense they changed each other for ever. He after the relationship had to be in total control and then my mother didn't want control." She reached over to hand the journal in her hand to Draco, "It guess things are coming in a full circle."
Draco looked up from his reading and frowned, "It says here that they almost got married."
"Just imagine I could've been your sister."
A moment of silence and two shudders later the two shook their heads.
"Well I've had enough revelations for the night." Draco replied, "I'm going to bed."
Ginny nodded, "I might as well go with you."
Both realized the awkwardness of her statement and Ginny laughed, "And here I pegged you for a gentleman."
"I am!" Draco protested, "You just need to phrase your questions better."
Ginny snorted as she started up the stairs, "You probably just heard what you wanted to hear."
Draco's eyebrow without preamble shot up and smirked, "Still a bit tipsy Ms. Weasley?"
"Of course, but you know you're attracted to me." They were at her door now and Ginny turned a smirk gracing her lips, "It's a shame we didn't meet in different circumstances, I would've loved to be your fiancée."
With that she stumbled into her room and slammed the door closed leaving a totally stunned Draco.