Dumbledore hooks Draco and Ginny up to be married the summer before Draco's 7th year. One problem, they hate eachother.
From the Unofficial Portkey Archive: https://portkey-archive.org/story/2325/
Disclaimer: I do not own Harry Potter or his friends. Blah blah blah blah.
A/N: This story was inspired by the fic Hermione Malfoy, I don’t like that ship (D/G is the bomb!) but it is funny as hell. So yea, I thought I’d just say that.
Chapter One
"What?" Ginny Weasley cried while pounding on her headmaster's desk. "Please tell me I miss heard you, PLEASE tell me I miss heard you Professor." Headmaster Dumbledore bowed his head and slowly rubbed his temples. He looked up at the young red head in front of him. She had grown a great deal and had gotten past a very difficult experience in the past that he still had trouble believing she had gotten through alive.
"No, Miss. Weasley, You heard perfectly fine. I asked you to marry Draco Malfoy." He said slowly. Ginny's mouth flew open again.
"But Headmaster, why? Why me?" She pleaded, her eyes searching the old man's face for some kind of answer.
"I already told you Miss. Weasley. In order for him to be in the good graces of the wizarding community he will need to marry a respectable witch." He said slowly as if talking to a small child, which in a way, he was.
"I don't understand. He could get in better graces if he married a muggle-born, why not Hermione? Or some other muggle-born witch!" She said with a forced calmness. The old man smiled which just angered Ginny more.
"Because I have a reason to believe that she is infatuated with another." His blue eyes twinkled behind his half moon glasses.
"Well, why not another muggle-born?" She replied crossly folding her arms in front of her chest.
"Miss. Weasley, even though Mr. Malfoy has joined our side, I highly doubt he would want to marry any muggle-borns, he may be helping us protect them, but that doesn't mean he still doesn't like them." Dumbledore frowned slightly. "Any way there isn't many witches that are as mentally strong as you Ginevra. And you don't have to be married forever you know. Just long enough to convince everyone that you are in love, and then you can go your separate ways." Ginny smiled at his compliment and knew he was just trying to lure her into this with flattery.....and unfortunately it was working.
"Okay, let say, I do agree to this. What makes you think he will?" She smirked. She knew that there was no way Draco Bloody Malfoy would agree to marry a Weasley, a muggle-lover.
"He has already agreed." Dumbledore said cheerfully. Ginny stared at him in shock.
"FINE! Fine, I'll bloody do it! But you owe me one!" She growled and left his office.
"So, Miss. Weasley, or should I say Mrs. Malfoy we are going to be married for next school year?" Ginny turned to the sneering voice.
"What makes you think I agreed?" She asked stubbornly. Malfoy cocked an eyebrow and smirked.
"Well, with all your yelling I don’t think a couple people in Japan heard you correctly." He replied, his smirk still apparent on his face making Ginny want to hit him.
"Okay so I agreed, why did you?" She huffed.
"Well, with my father dead he wouldn't kill you and it would be something to hold over your brother and Potter’s heads." He sneered. Ginny frowned.
"You're pathetic."
"Why did you agree? Decided that you think I'm extremely sexy and you wanted a taste of a real man?" He smirked. Ginny scowled.
"Think a lot of yourself don't you?" And with that she turned back to Dumbledore's office to find out how on earth she was suppose to convince her family that she was "in love" with Draco Malfoy.
A/N: Sorry about the short chapter, I don’t have a beta reader so if anyone wants to volunteer just type your e-mail address in your review. Thanks! <333
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A/N: Alright, I feel the need to get this across. I KNOW THAT THE FIRST CHAPTER IS NOT AS GOOD AS SUPERSCARS!!!!!!!!!!! *whew* Alright, I really to welcome the fact that many people told me to watch out for superscar, and that I have no permission, blah blah blah, I have just recently talked to her, THIS SOTRY IS MEANT TO BE A BIT OF AN AU ON HERS AND THE FIRST CHAPTER IS KINDA TO COMPARE! I’m not trying to sound bitchy when I say I’m not going to change it. (at least for now) I may in the future, but I kinda like the way I set it up. I am not going to copy anymore of her chapters and I defiantly am not trying to make myself out to say that my story is better than hers, Because I know it’s not and probably never will be. Thank superscar for e-mailing me and commenting. Alright, now that that is done, I would like to thank you all for commenting. ^^ Oh and thank you to Jamie, for improving my self eestem.
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Ginny scowled as she walked up to The Burrow. She could not help congratulating herself for hinting to her family the relationship between her and Draco. Months before she even had this little dilemma, she was seeing someone and it was getting serious; at that time she had been dating Seamus. She never told them who it was because they had broken up (after a year) before she got around to telling them. Ginny took a deep breath before entering into the home that she had grown up in.
“Mum! I’m home!” She yelled and kicked off her trainers. Her mother walked over to her daughter and hugged her tightly. She then held her daughter at arms length and looked her in the eyes.
“So what did the headmaster want?” She asked studying her daughter. Molly had no clue as to what Dumbledore would want with her daughter; she hadn’t played a big part in the war. (which btw Harry killed voldie) Ginny looked away from her mother’s eyes.
“Um, well since everyone is going to be here for dinner I will announce it then.” She said trying her best to muster up some kind of courage. Molly nodded and led her daughter to the kitchen and they got dinner ready.
About an hour later, red-haired men began to pop in and take their seats at the dinner table. Ginny and Molly set out the plates of food and everyone began to eat. After a few minutes Molly turned to her daughter.
“So what did Dumbledore want?” Molly asked. Ginny shifted in her seat under everyone’s gaze.
“Well, he…I mean…well...” Ginny stuttered, keeping her eyes downcast.
“What is it Gin? Spit it out.” Ron said before taking a huge bite out of his bun.
“Alright, remember when I told you all that I was seeing someone and it was getting serious?” Ginny began avoiding everyone’s eyes.
“Yea, we do. But what does this have to do with Dumbledore?” Bill asked watching his sister squirm in her seat.
“Well,Ihavebeenseeingdracomalfoyanddumbledoresaidhe’dmarryusandidontcarewhatyousaycuzilovehimandthatsfinal.”Ginny said quickly. She felt heat rise to her cheeks.
“What did you say Gin?” Fred asked, clearly amused. Ginny took a deep breath.
“Well, I have been, um seeing uh, well Dumbledore said he’d marry us and I love him and I don’t care what you say because I love him.” Ginny said slowly. Molly squealed.
“Oh Ginny! You’re in love! Well who is it?” She asked. Ginny looked at her.
“I already told you.” Ginny said confused.
“No you didn’t, you said Dumbledore was marrying you and that you love him.” Ron said with forced calmness.
“Well, um okay. Please don’t get mad, but it’s…it’s.”
“Me.” A voice said from the doorway of the kitchen. The Weasley’s all turned to see who it was. Ron looked ready to kill, as did all of the Weasley males except Fred and George who looked amused.
Ron growled. “Seeing your face has now spoiled my meal.”
“Why Weasley,” Draco began and walked over to Ginny who was blushing furiously. “I don’t think that’s the kind of attitude you should show to your future brother-in-law.” Draco put his arm around Ginny and placed a kiss on her cheek. Ginny tried hard not to pull herself away from him. Forcing herself calm she smiled.
“Um, you all know Draco Malfoy?” She asked in what she hoped was a sweet voice.
“WHAT ARE YOU THINKING? DOES HE HAVE YOU UNDER SOME KIND OF SPELL?” Ron bellowed while standing up. Molly stood up too and forced her youngest son back down to his seat. Arthur, Charlie, Bill and Percy all glared at Molly.
“I will not have my only daughter marrying a Malfoy.” Arthur grit out. Molly glared right back at him.
“You have no say in who your daughter loves Arthur.” Molly ordered then turned to Ginny and Draco who looked shocked at Molly statement. “If you two want to get married you have my blessing.” Molly smiled at the two of them who stared back at her in shock.
“Um thank you mum.” She said finally. Draco nodded slowly.
“You do not have my blessing Ginevra Weasley.” Arthur bellowed. Molly shot him a steely glare.
“If I remember correctly, I had to fight against my family to marry a certain Weasley.” Molly said in a dangerously calm voice. Arthur spluttered.
“Well that was different-“
“No it wasn’t! And you know it Arthur!” Arthur looked at Draco and Ginny who were trying very hard to look as though they were in love. It must have worked because Arthur finally said.
“Alright you have my blessing too.” Arthur avoided most of his son’s eyes.
“That’s it? No fight? You can’t let her do this father!” Percy yelled.
“Don’t be such a wuss and stand up!” Bill said.
“Don’t let her go dad!” Charlie put his two cents in.
“THIS IS OUTRAGEOUS! SHE CAN’T MARRY HIM!” Ron bellowed. Molly glared at her four sons.
“That’s enough. Fred and George don’t seem to have a problem with them being together.” Molly turned to them. “Right?” She asked.
“Well mum.” Fred began.
“We don’t because.”
“As you know very well know.”
“The Malfoy’s are extremely rich.”
“And we know a good opportunity when we see one.”
“So we say.”
“Yay for Gin.” They said together. Draco smirked at them. He could get to like these two.
“What do you mean by opportunity?” Draco asked innocently.
“We aren’t going to play around the bush. Mal…um…Draco. We want you to donate to our shop and experiments.” Fred said.
“FRED! GEORGE! DON’T BE SO RUDE!” Molly screeched causing everyone to shudder.
“It’s quite alright Mrs. Weasley. I don’t mind.” Draco said politely. He would do anything to get someone, besides the parents, on his side. Ginny snickered and Draco shot her a glare. Fred and George grinned at him.
“Would you like to join us for dinner Draco dear?” Molly asked finally noticing Draco’s discomfort. Draco grinned at his future wife who looked as though she would rather be anywhere else except here.
“I would love to Mrs. Weasley.” He responded as Molly summoned up a chair.
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A/N: OMG! *hyperventaliates* OMG OMG OMG! 71 reviews! I have never gotten this many reviews before! (well on a story I have just written, I have a story with a friend called The Real World: Harry Potter Style check it out! Anywho thank you so much, even if you bashed my story, I DON’T CARE! I still have 71 reviews on two chapters!
A/N 2: Okay please don’t tell me I have Ginny’s real name wrong if you never even read Virginia in the Harry Potter books, if you have please tell me which book and what page. If not, then don’t tell me I’m wrong, I hate when people do that, her name is Ginevra! J.K Rowling said so on her site. http://www.jkrowling.co.uk/ is her site. Please go there and induge yourselves.
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“But why do I have to come?” Ginny scowled as Draco shoved yet another dress at her.
“As I said before…” Draco shoved another green dress at her. “My mother needs to meet you.” Silver dress. “So suck it up! I met your family.” Draco shoved a pink dress at her then examined it again. “What do you think of this one?” Ginny sighed and shook her head; Draco tossed it.
“Why do I have to get dressed up?” Ginny whined, eyeing the pile of dresses she was holding as if they were burning her skin.
“Why do you have to ask stupid questions? One would think you don’t love me!” Draco smirked.
“That’s because I don’t.” She glared and Draco held his hand to his heart theatrically.
“Then why ever did you agree to marry me?” he asked as if she didn’t know the answer.
“Because-because-“she struggled to form a coherent answer.
“You wanted to see if the rumors of me being, ahem, ‘bigger than my wand was too much curiosity for you. I understand your distress love and will be happy to show after we find you a whole new wardrobe.” Draco said seriously. Ginny dropped everything she was holding into a pile on the floor.
“WHAT?! A WHOLE NEW WADROBE?” She screamed. They began to draw stares from the other customers.
“Of course, a Malfoy does not go second best.” Draco scowled and signaled a sales lady over to them. “We’ll take it all.” He smirked.
~*~
“Hello, it’s a pleasure to meet you Miss Weasley.” Nacrissa Malfoy greeted as Draco and Ginny walked in. Ginny noticed Nacrissa’s smile didn’t quite reach her ice blue eyes. Nacrissa planted a kiss on Draco’s forehead. “I’m so glad you brought someone with you. It gets awful lonely in this big mansion with just the house elves.” Nacrissia led them to a huge dinning hall and Ginny gasped.
“Oh my! It’s beautiful!” She breathed. There was a gold chandelier hanging above the table and an extravagant long auburn colored table with a green and silver table cover already filled with food. Her mouth watered at the sight. Nacrissa glided over to the head of the table and sat down. She motioned for them to join her. Ginny took a seat on the right of Nacrissa and Draco sat on the left of his mother.
“So, Draco dear what is the reason for gracing tonight’s dinner with Miss Weasley’s presence.” She said silkily. Ginny quickly looked down to avoid Nacrissa’s eyes.
“Well mother, Miss Weasley and I—” Draco began and took a hold of her hand from across the table. Ginny decided to accept the tingly feeling in her stomach as disgust. “Mother, Ginevra and I well… we are to be married.” He squeezed her hand and Ginny forced a smile at the shocked look on Mrs. Malfoy’s face. Draco and Ginny looked at Nacrissa waiting for an answer (Maybe a temper tantrum, Ginny thought). Draco began to feel desperate. Letting go of Ginny’s hand he began to wave it in front of his mother’s dead looking eyes. “Umm, mother, are you okay?” He asked. Nacrissa turned her head slowly to look in his eyes.
“What did I do to deserve this Draco?” She asked sadly. Draco’s eyes widened in shock.“You don’t understand? SHE’S A MUGGLE LOVING WHORE!” She screamed at her son. Draco glared at her and stood up.
“Apologize to my fiancée, mother!” Draco said seriously as Nacrissa glared at him.
“How could you do this to me?” She asked viciously, her eyes bright with anger. Ginny saw a flicker of fear cross his eyes.
“I’m sorry Miss Weasley. At least you are an improvement on the rest of your…family.” She growled through clenched teeth and Ginny was reminded of a lioness. Draco gave his mother a calculating look before sitting back down. Ginny sat straighter in her seat, as not to anger the Mrs. Malfoy again. “Your hair isn’t that hideous pumpkin orange color; it’s a nice blood red.” She said languidly as if to try and compliment her (not that it worked or anything); Ginny shuddered inside. She liked to think of her hair cherry red, not blood red. The three of them ate in silence for the rest of dinner. When they finished Nacrissa got up and beckoned the couple to follow her. Nacrissa stopped in a large green and silver room that was filled with…
“MUM! WHY ON EARTH WOULD YOU BRING GINNY AND I HERE?” Draco yelled, staring in horror at the stacks of photo albums. Nacrissa glared at him then motioned for Ginny to sit by her on a lavishly decorated couch. Nacrissa opened the photo album and pointed to an albino looking baby.
“This is Draco when he was just 3 month old.” She sighed. Draco stared at his mother in horror as Ginny began to giggle. Nacrissa smiled her first true smile at Ginny and patted her lightly on the knee. “Maybe you and I will get along after all Miss Weasley.” She smirked and turned through the pages of Draco’s pompous and overly dressed life.
I hope you enjoyed this chapter. (But you prolly didn’t because it is very boring and short, I’m so sorry!) Once again, if you have ideas, I’m always open!
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A/N2: OMIGOD! 100 REVIEWS! 100 REVIEWS! *does the dance of victory* *ahem* Anywho thank you everyone and I'm really glad all y'all like the story this much. *is very pleased* But now, not very many of my betas actually do it, so only like two of them, so if you want to be a beta and are very serious about this please e-mail me at sparkling_diamond_princess@hotmail.com. If you don't get an e-mail from me that means I didn't pick you, it isn't because I don't like you; this is pretty much a first come first serve erm- thing.
A/N3: I'm so sorry I haven't updated, first I was too lazy to type. (I had the chapter written in a notebook) then by beta reader's where taking for ever. *cough* Ashley! *cough* and I only received two so yea, I have decided to give a cookie of the next chapter, it may not make sense now but it will, in the next chapter. Okay, wow, I updated two stories in one day. I'll try and update this one sooner if you go and check out my other stories and leave a review for them. *bats eye lashes*
Ginny was just about ready to slit her wrists. Grabbing the sleeve of Draco's robe Ginny forced a smile.
“I'm about this close,” Ginny put her middle finger and thumb together to stress her point. “to grabbing that woman's stupid shiny knife she keeps on her belt and slicing myself all over my body and bleeding to death if she doesn't shut up about her stupid daughter.” Ginny said through clenched teeth.
Draco just grinned at her and nodded. Ginny's expression settled down a bit as she silently took in Draco's expression, and thought without realizing it how handsome he looked when he smiled.
“Draco dear, there you are,” a shrill voice screeched from across the hall, making Draco cringe visibly. They both turned to see a tall, gorgeous dark haired woman with hazel eyes walking towards them.
“Bloody hell, Liz! I thought you were, well your mother!” he said while putting a hand on his chest.
Liz looked at him confused.” What do you mean?” she asked puzzled.
“Well, when you screeched at me across the hall-”
“That wasn't me,” she said seriously.
A flash of horror crossed his face. Draco turned around slowly and came face to boob with-
“Oh, Draco dear! My my my, how you have grown!” the women screeched. Ginny turned around to get a good look at the banshee sounding woman. A short, pumpkin like woman with wild curly pink and blonde hair met her gaze. Her watery blue eyes were wide with excitement. “I'm really sorry to hear about your misfortune,” she simpered while playing with a bit of his silver hair. Draco looked around nervously for a place to escape.
“Oh really? And what pray tell, Dora, is the misfortune you are really sorry to hear about?” he asked coolly while slapping her hand away.
Dora frowned slightly before continuing. “Well, I see you aren't giving up your old ways for it,” she said quietly while shooting a glance at Ginny. “I heard about you getting married to some ugly, poor red headed gold digger.”
Draco quickly pushed her away as if she was filth and wrapped his arm around Ginny's waist.
“This is Ginevra Molly Weasley, the fiancé of mine you were just bad mouthing. Please leave my sight!” he growled.
Ginny felt a shiver of pleasure run up her spine at Draco's possessiveness. Dora glared one last time at the two of them before turning to leave. Ginny hastily pushed away from Draco who in turn just smirked. Draco turned to Liz who looked momentarily shocked.
“Draco, consider me impressed,” she grinned.
“Liz, I don't believe I have introduced my fiancé?”
Liz smiled at Ginny.” I don't believe you have,” she said and held out her hand. “My name is Liz MacKay,” she greeted.
Ginny shook her hand.” I'm Ginevra Weasley,” she replied.
Liz stole a look at Draco before leaning over to Ginny's ear.” Do you know those two redheaded twins standing by the punch bowl?” she asked.
Ginny nodded. “I've been trying to deny this for years, mind you, but they are my brothers,” she said sadly.
Liz giggled. “Could you introduce me?” she asked and slipped her arm through Ginny's.
“Sure!” Ginny enthused and Liz began to pull her towards Fred and George but Draco put his arm through Ginny's other arm.
“You are not taking my fiancé! What am I going to do if your mum comes back, Liz?” he grit out.
Ginny pulled herself out of his grasp. “Um, make like a tree and leaf?” she joked and followed a giggling Liz.
“That wasn't even funny!” he yelled after them as he followed.
~*~
“Ahh, Draco my boy. I was wondering when your mum would leave you alone,” Fred grinned.
“You must have a sharp tongue there, Mr. Malfoy,” George added.
“It's all part of my charm; I can't help that I'm witty.” Draco bragged.
“The wit is as sharp as a spoon,” Ginny said dully.
“Where's Liz?” Draco asked, changing the subject.
“Her mum dragged her away and out the door which is too bad. I was growing fond of the girl,” Ginny said sadly.
“Speaking of hotties-” Fred began.
“Where's your mother, Malfoy?” George finished.
“What do you mean hottie?” Draco growled.
Fred and George chuckled. “She's interested in sponsoring Weasley's Wizard Wheezes,” they said simultaneously.
Draco grinned. “How'd you do that?” He inquired.
“A few sexual favors,” Fred said.
“She's really into the kinky stuff, did you know?” George added.
Ginny giggled.
Draco toppled.
Preview of next chapter
“McDonalds?” Draco asked suspiciously as they pushed through the doors.
“This place is the shit. It's the best food ever.” Ginny looked over at Draco who was studying a nutrition facts poster.
He immediately made a face. “You can die from eating just one item of this shit,” he scowled.
Ginny shrugged. “I love this place; it's an American muggle fast food restaurant.”
Draco looked the menu over. “No wonder I never heard of it.” He frowned as Ginny took his hand and led him to the cash register.
“Hi! Welcome to McDonalds. May I take your order?” a smiley cashier greeted. He looked over weight and his face was covered with ready to burst white-heads and pimples. His dirty nametag read Steve.
“No you may not,” Draco growled, making Ginny quickly slap him before she smiled apologetically to the now frowning Steve.
“It's his first time here,” she said gently as if that explained everything. Steve nodded and his smile returned.
“What does that have to do with anything?” Draco scowled.
They ignored him.
“I would like a number eleven with no pickles, super-sized and a coke,” Ginny said quickly then turned to Draco.
“Uh, I'll have the same thing except what's super-sized mean?” he asked suspiciously.
“You get a bigger sized drink and French fry,” Steve said cheerfully. Draco gagged. “Well, people who like the food here, like me, like to have a super-sized meal,” Steve said matter-of-factly.
Draco looked him up and down and smirked. “I can tell,” he sneered, causing Ginny to backhand him.
“I think that's all,” she smiled. Steve told them how much and Ginny paid. A few minuets later they were eating in the crowded eating area enjoying their food.
“This is actually pretty good,” Draco said after he swallowed a bite of his double cheese burger. Ginny smiled and took another bite.
“Mmmmmm,” she moaned after swallowing and Draco looked up curiously. “Mmmmmmm,” she moaned louder after taking another bite, attracting more than Draco's attention. “Oh, oh, uh, YES!” She breathed and threw back her head in ecstasy. Soon everyone had their eyes on Ginny who was pounding her fists on the table moaning and throwing her head back. “Oh god yes! Oh, mmmmm, yes! Yes!” She screamed and Draco began to feel his pants tightened and little did he know that every male 13 and up was sharing the same experience. In the background Draco heard a very flustered Steve ask and old lady what she would like. The old lady nodded towards the moaning redhead.
“I'll have what she's having.” She replied earnestly.
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A/N2: I'm sorry about this rushed chapter, I didn't mean for it to come out like this but one of my beta's pointed it out and I didn't change it because I didn't want you all to wait forever again for the chapter to come out. So I'll make you all a deal, I'll post this then I'm not sure when but I will write an extended chapter of this. I have a lot of deadlines to meet with art and stuff so yea, it may be a while for the next chapter. (and I want to make it long) so bear with me, and the beta offer still stands, so e-mail me at pinksunryse@gmail.com plz if you are interested in betaing, I promise a role! Oh and more about Liz will be in the next chapter!
Ginny glared at him.
“That's personal.” She scowled. Draco shrugged.
“Well, this won't come as a surprise, but I'm not.” He said simply. Ginny perked up, she had always been curious to know whom he had lost it too.
“Who was it?” She asked coyly. Draco smirked and put his arm around her. He leaned down and traced his lips over her ear.
“First, you have to tell me if you still are one now.” He purred. Ginny shivered and turned her face towards his. She knew he was just acting this way so the people around them wouldn't “doubt their love” but Ginny still couldn't help the damn butterflies that tickled her stomach when he got close. It must be disgust she thought as she brought her lips close to his so when they breathed they would lightly brush against each other.
“What do you think?” She asked seductively. As much as she wanted to kiss those lips of his she didn't want to, it was a never-ending battle. Draco nuzzled her neck a bit.
“Just tell me.” He whispered.
“Okay, no I'm not.” She said quietly. Draco looked her in the eyes.
“Alright, it was when I was 14 and to Ashley Ibom, she's a year ahead of us.” He told her. Ginny thought for a moment before answering.
“14, Dean Thomas.” She said proudly. Draco thought for a moment.
“Wait, weren't you dating that Ravenclaw guy in your 4th year?” He asked confused. Ginny smirked.
“No one except us knows the real reason why we broke up.” She purred. Draco smirked back.
“Are you sure you don't belong in Slytherin love? Because by the sounds of things…”
“The hat considered putting me in Slytherin, but I knew m family would be disappointed, what with Slytherin being evil and such, so I begged it to put me in Gryffindor.” She told him. They were silent for a while.
“So, have you ever faked it?” Draco asked suddenly. Ginny spluttered.
“Excuse me?”
“You know, faked an orgasm.” He repeated impatiently.
“Why do you want to know?” She asked bewildered. Draco shrugged.
“Just curious.”
“I'm not telling.”
“Oh, I get it; I bet you don't even know how.” He smirked.
“Yes I do.” She huffed.
“So you have faked it.”
“I'm not telling.” She said stubbornly. Draco wrapped his arms around her.
“C'mon, give me a little moan.” He purred. Ginny pushed him off his chair, which caused many people to look at them. Draco calmly stood up and brushed himself off.
“Ginevra dear, the next time you want to get frisky like that please warn me. Then we can go somewhere and do it without interruption.” He said smoothly. Ginny's mouth flew open and she felt her face go red.
“I-I-y-you.” Ginny stuttered underneath the looks of many people. Draco put his hand lightly on Ginny's shoulder.
“It's alright love, everyone here know we're-“
“PLAYING QUIDDITCH!” Ginny yelled to cover up what her `loving' fiancé was about to say. Draco smirked when he heard someone say.
“Oh! So that's what the kids call it these days.” Ginny glared at Draco, she was going to get him back, even if it meant making a total prat of herself in the process.
“McDonalds?” Draco asked suspiciously as they pushed through the doors.
“This place is the shit. It's the best food ever.” Ginny looked over at Draco who was studying a nutrition facts poster.
He immediately made a face. “You can die from eating just one item of this shit,” he scowled.
Ginny shrugged. “I love this place; it's an American muggle fast food restaurant.”
Draco looked the menu over. “No wonder I never heard of it.” He frowned as Ginny took his hand and led him to the cash register.
“Hi! Welcome to McDonalds. May I take your order?” a smiley cashier greeted. He looked over weight and his face was covered with ready to burst whiteheads and pimples. His dirty nametag read Steve.
“No you may not,” Draco growled, making Ginny quickly slap him before she smiled apologetically to the now frowning Steve.
“It's his first time here,” she said gently as if that explained everything. Steve nodded and his smile returned.
“What does that have to do with anything?” Draco scowled.
They ignored him.
“I would like a number eleven with no pickles, super-sized and a coke,” Ginny said quickly then turned to Draco.
“Uh, I'll have the same thing except what's super-sized mean?” he asked suspiciously.
“You get a bigger sized drink and French fry,” Steve said cheerfully. Draco gagged. “Well, people who like the food here, like me, like to have a super-sized meal,” Steve said matter-of-factly.
Draco looked him up and down and smirked. “I can tell,” he sneered, causing Ginny to backhand him.
“I think that's all,” she smiled. Steve told them how much and Ginny paid. A few minuets later they were eating in the crowded eating area enjoying their food.
“This is actually pretty good,” Draco said after he swallowed a bite of his double cheeseburger. Ginny smiled and took another bite.
“Mmmmmm,” she moaned after swallowing and Draco looked up curiously. “Mmmmmmm,” she moaned louder after taking another bite, attracting more than Draco's attention. “Oh, oh, uh, YES!” She breathed and threw back her head in ecstasy. Soon everyone had their eyes on Ginny who was pounding her fists on the table moaning and throwing her head back. “Oh god yes! Oh, mmmmm, yes! Yes!” She screamed and Draco began to feel his pants tightened and little did he know that every male 13 and up was sharing the same experience. In the background Draco heard a very flustered Steve ask and old lady what she would like. The old lady nodded towards the moaning redhead.
“I'll have what she's having.” She replied earnestly.
(One month before the wedding)
“No mum, I do not want a bacholerette party! Nor do I want a large wedding! Please Nacrissa tell her!” Ginny pleaded as the two older women argued over the wedding arrangements.
“There will not be a bacholartte party. Future Malfoy wives do not throw bacholarette parties, but we do have big weddings.” She sniffed. Molly shrugged.
“Okay, no party, but I think the flowers Ginny holds should be Lilies.” Molly told her.
“No, Lady Slippers!” Nacrissa growled.
“Lilies!”
“Lady Slippers!”
“Lilies!”
“Lady Slippers!”
“Red Roses!” Ginny screamed. Both women stared at her in shock. Ginny cleared her throat. “I was under the impression that this was my and Draco's wedding, not ours. I don't mind you helping out but don't take over!” Ginny lectured. Both women looked down.
“Red Roses sound lovely.” Nacrissa and Molly said at the same time. Ginny grinned.
“Well, I was thinking something more like red and black roses.” Ginny said off handedly.
(3 weeks before the wedding)
“Fred! George!” Ginny screamed as she slammed open the door to their room. Fred and George looked up.
“Why, whatever is the matter?” Fred asked innocently. Ginny threw a pile of her clothes at them.
“What does every single item of clothing say down to the last bra?” Ginny growled. Fred and George snickered.
“Well, I believe they read `Draco's bitch.' Dear sister.” George responded promptly. Ginny screamed.
“WHY!?”
“Well, since it says you'll be Malfoy's property soon-“
“Wait!” Ginny held one hand up to stop Fred. “What are you talking about? What says I'll be property?” She growled. Fred and George shared a look, which made Ginny angrier. When she married Draco she was so paying those two to keep away from her as humanly possible.
It helps to marry rich men.
(2 weeks before the wedding.)
“Gin, can I come in?” Ron asked through the door. Ginny looked up from her wedding dress catalog and sighed.
“No, I'm shagging my Latin lover and his mum.” Ginny told him in a bored voice. The door opened and Ron sat next to her on her bed.
“Have you told Harry and Hermione about the wedding yet?” He asked sternly. Ginny avoided his eyes.
“Well, um-no I haven't.” She said quietly.
“Ginny, I have a question.” Ginny looked up. “Are you pregnant? Is that why you're getting married to him?” Ron blurted. Ginny stared at him.
WHAT?!” She yelled causing Ron to flinch; she was using all her self-control not to hit him.
“It's okay Ginny, you don't have to marry Malfoy, you can marry Harry and-“Ginny shoved him off her bed.
“The reason I'm marrying Draco is because I love him! Now get out!” She screamed. Ron quickly got up and ran out of her room.
“Pinky!” Ginny called a after a while. A small female house elf with big floppy ears wearing a pink pillowcase appeared. Pinky was given to her by Nacrissa who doesn't believe in doing things herself.
“What does Miss. Weasley wish?” Pinky asked then bowed. Ginny thought for a moment.
“Firewhiskey, on the rocks.” She ordered.
(One week before the wedding)
“It's so nice to see you again Ginny!” Hermione greeted as she wrapped her arms around Ginny and enveloped her in a hug. Ginny hugged her back.
“It's nice to see you again too!” Ginny said enthusiastically.
“So has anything interesting happened over the summer?” Harry smiled as he came over to Ginny to claim a hug also.
“A little bit.” Ginny said mischievously.
“So where's Ron?” Hermione interrupted. “And everyone else? I'm not use to it being so quite in here.”
“They went into town.” Ginny told her nervously. Her family had left her with these two to tell them her `happy news.'
“Oh.” Was all she said.
“Um, I have something to-uh, share with you two.” Ginny said nervously. Hermione nodded as her and Harry sat on the couch looking at her expectantly.
“Well, I'm sure you two are familiar with Dr-Draco Ma-Malfoy right?” Ginny asked while looking down. Hermione and Harry gave her an `are you an idiot?' look before nodding. Taking a deep breath she said,” Well, I'm in love with him and we are going to be married a week from today.” Then she waited silently for their reactions: screaming, yelling, crying, and laughing…
Laughing?
Ginny's eyes widened as she watched Harry and Hermione falling over themselves laughing.
“Oh-oh god Ginny, you looked totally serious! You truly are a chip off the old Fred and George block.” Harry chuckled. Hermione held a hand over her mouth to stifle the giggles; her eyes held pure amusement Ginny felt the sudden urge to stab a quill in her neck.
“Why don't you believe me?” She asked crossly. Hermione and Harry stopped laughing for a moment to study her.
“Because it's a joke?” Harry asked nervously. Ginny stomped her foot.
“What's the matter? You don't believe Ma- I mean Draco could ever love m and marry me?” She asked, her voice rising. Hermione and Harry both shrunk in their seats, they weren't the first ones to admit they were afraid of the youngest Weasley.
“Y-You mean it's true?” Hermione asked feebly. Ginny nodded.
“Holy shit, why? What did Ron do to piss you off so much?” Harry asked flabbergasted. Ginny glared at him.
“What makes you think I'm mad at Ron?” She growled. Harry shrunk lower.
“Um-um because-because” Harry looked at Hermione for support.
“Because this is very sudden, and Ron tends to be a prat at times.” Hermione finished for him. Ginny grinned, Hermione had just gotten off her shit list with her “prat comment, how very Slytherin of her.
“So-um. The wedding is in a week?” Harry asked while looking her in the eyes. Ginny slapped a hand to her head.
“I think I said that already Harry.” She said in an exasperated tone.
“Ginny, I don't think this is a very good idea, I mean, well, look at his father! He is an abomination!” Hermione cried. Ginny rolled her eyes.
“What's that mean?” Harry asked curiously. Ginny and Hermione shot him death glares.
“Aren't you over doing it Hermione?” Ginny asked. Hermione just shrugged.
“Never underestimate incarnates of evil.” Ginny had had enough and she was ready to unleash her secret weapon.
“Yea, oh and Hermione, you're going to be my Maid of Honor, Harry, Draco grudging agreed to having you as one of his best men. Ginny told them. Hermione squealed and wrapped her arms around Ginny.
“Ginny! That's so sweet of you!” Hermione gushed.
Ginny smirked into her shoulder, there really was perks to marrying that Malfoy prat.
(Night before the Wedding)
“Ginny dear, how lovely to see you.” Draco greeted in a bored voice. Ginny glared at him and sat across from him.
“So, what did you as me here for Malfoy? I have to get back to um, everything.” Ginny said just as dismissively. Draco ignored her and set a dusty scroll in front of her. Ginny looked down at it and read:
Guidelines to being a Malfoy wife.
A Malfoy wife is hereafter known as “property” of Malfoy husband
A Malfoy wife must have one child and it must be male
A Malfoy wife must never embarrass her Malfoy husband
A Malfoy wife must accept any of a Malfoy husband's mistresses
A Malfoy wife must always obey her Malfoy husband
A Malfoy wife always looks her best
A Malfoy wife must ABSOLUTLY be a pure blood
Ginny's mouth flew open.
“You don't expect me to follow this do you?” Ginny asked shocked. Draco backed away from her a bit.
“Of course, this has been in the family for-“He cut off when he saw Ginny throw it into the fire. “WHAT ARE YOU DOING?” He screamed. Ginny smirked and stabbed it with a near by fire fork.
“This is what Fred and George were talking about.” She muttered before turning furiously towards him. “You listen here, I will not be property, I do not have to look my best, I will embarrass you anytime I damn well please and I will NOT obey you.” She poked her finger in his chest for good measure.
“Very well then, I guess you'll accept my mistresses?” He smirked. Ginny smacked him over the head with the fire fork.
“You will not have a mistress.” She said with a note of finality and stocked off. Draco rubbed his head.
“God damn bitch.” He muttered and looked up a couple of healing spells.
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