When a Weasley Gains a First Name
A/N: There's a part all in italics it's a flashback.
You see, there is fine line that separates people, except some people don't see it.
See it? *scoffs* The line is so fine, it's practically invisible. How exactly are people supposed to realise who crosses the line if no one can see it?
The line, *glares at Ginny* separates the people you hate from the people you don't. Somehow, Ginny here crossed and I didn't notice how she came from pathetic Weasel, to person I don't care about.
Oh thank you. I feel so special.
Trust me, you are. *smirks*
Ha-ha. What this…redundant fool is trying to say is that the very first sign,
Or step
Whatever. Is acceptance.
Or as I prefer to call it, when a Weasley gains a first name.
*rolls eyes* I always had a first name Draco; you just never gave a damn.
Of course you did. It's just Weasel was so much more…befitting back then.
Uh-huh. And ferret was just my way of expressing my deep and profound love for you.
Well, darling it's nice to know that you have finally stopped lying to yourself. Finally! You seem to have come to terms with your incredible obsession with me.
Ugh! As if.
You know it's true
Can we get back to the point?
What? No comebacks? Have you officially run out?
Whatever. *rolls eyes*
Again with the "whatever"! You are clearly obsessed with that word.
Really? And here I thought I was obsessed with you.
Oh don't fret, you are, but apparently you have a very deep attachment to the word whatever.
It is a phrase.
I hate to break it to you…no actually I don't care, but `whatever' is not a phrase, it is just a word used to emphasize the fact that one has no better argument to back up their case. All the word whatever backs up is that you have lost in the given argument.
Honestly you sound like some robotic professor!
Why exactly is that?
Because you sound so…formal.
I am formal.
Whatever.
See? There you again.
It is my phrase. My phrase. Not an obsession.
Word, Gin, it is just a word.
If you say it then it must be true!
One of these days your sarcasm is going to get you in trouble.
Oh, don't worry; we'll be in so much trouble because of your antics that no one will notice my sarcasm.
My antics?
Yes, now about the acceptance.
The very first step.
Sign.
Okay, okay. The first sign.
….How did that happen anyway?
You don't remember? How disappointing.
Of course I remember the act but…how did we get there?
It was your entire fault. In fact you are probably to blame for our entire relationship. If you had left me alone none of this would have ever happened.
Ginny swore as she fell quite ungracefully unto the cold, stone, Hogwarts floor. Damn Nott.
Ginny pulled herself up into a sitting position, as she saw Ron, coming from across the hallway to where Ginny and Nott were. She groaned and lay back down. Idiot brother. She quickly pulled herself up when she heard him start to bellow at the Slytherin.
"What the hell do you think you are doing?!"
Nott sneered. "What do you want Weasley?"
"Ron!" She exclaimed
Ron turned facing Ginny angrily "He pushed you on the floor!"
"Ron," Ginny muttered through gritted teeth "I am aware that he pushed me on the floor and I am perfectly capable of taking care of myself. Now just, GO AWAY."
Ron Weasley turned and ignored his sister's statement. He pulled out his wand and threw a curse at the pale snake.
Ginny groaned and was about to haul Ron away herself when said Slytherin pulled out his wand and start to curse her brother.
Pretty soon it turned into an all out duel, and Ginny was caught in the middle.
Draco Malfoy was leaning the wall; he had been watching this particular scene for awhile. Frankly he was sure that Weasley, Nott, and the Weaslette had not noticed his presence. Why should they? He wasn't exactly there. He was watching from afar. And now it really had gone too far.
Weasley should have just let the Weaselette and Nott battle it out. He was pretty sure the petite red-head would have won out in the end.
Ginny ducked as a jet of blue light streamed toward her head. This "duel" was very annoying. She just wanted to get out of there, but she couldn't just leave her idiot brother there, no matter much of a prat he was. She groaned. Today was just a fabulous day to forget her wand in her dormitory.
"Expelliarmus." A cold voice broke in clearly
Ginny lifted her head as she saw both her brother's and Nott's wands whisked away into a pale hand. Said hand belonged to a pale, blonde, grey-eyed Slytherin.
Draco Malfoy.
"Ten points from Gryffindor for initiating a fight with a fellow student," he drawled handing Ron back his wand.
Ron looked as if he was going to explode at Malfoy, when Snape appeared out of nowhere. "What is going on?"
Draco yawned, appearing, bored out of his skull. "Weasley thought it would be humorous to start a duel with Nott."
After Snape and Malfoy exchanged a few more words Ron was hauled off by Snape to go "converse" with McGonagall. Snape hadn't even given her a second glance. She even wondered momentarily if he did see her. Her thoughts were broken when she heard Draco Malfoy speak to Nott. Except this time his voice wasn't monotonous and bored it was…stealthy and dangerous.
"What are you playing at Nott? You don't push a girl on the floor, not even a Weasley. I see you do something stupid like that again, you'll be sorry."
And just like that the Slytherin prince walked away, while Ginny was left there pondering her sanity. After a few seconds she came to a conclusion and followed him.
He turned abruptly "Why are you following me Weasley?"
"I'm not. I just - I wanted to thank you."
He sneered "For what?"
"You know."
The pale Slytherin rolled his eyes.
"You do know that when a person goes out of their way to thank a person, said person is supposed to say "You're welcome"?"
"Are you aware that I don't do what I'm supposed to?"
"I am now."
"Is there any other idiotic comments you'd like to make, or are you done Weasley?"
"Ginny."
"Excuse me?"
"My name is Ginny or Ginevra if you feel more formal."
He raised a delicate eyebrow "Very well. Is that all you wanted to tell me…Ginevra?"
"Yes, and thank you again…Draco."
You know what? You are absolutely right. I am at fault.
Are you being sarcastic again?
Obviously.
Then whose fault, pray tell, is it?
Yours! You had to go off and be all noble and whatnot! Instead of being the completely dishonourable idiot I expect you to be. So when you turn out to be nice, I have to be decent.
What I did was nothing out of the ordinary.
But I didn't know that?!
So you are going to say it's my fault.
Yes.
Do you even have a brain?
Oh very witty Draco.
It's one of those things that just screams me.
*rolls eyes* Sometimes your idiocy surprises me.
I hate to tell you darling, but everything surprises you.
Ha-ha. That is just so funny.
I still think if you hadn't followed me and made me start using your first name we wouldn't even be here. You started the whole process.
You make it sound like it's the worst thing in the world.
I tend to exaggerate. I mean if you hadn't been stupid enough to go after me and say thank you, I wouldn't be here. And despite popular belief I don't mind it all too much.
*smiles*
And goodness knows you feel much more satisfied without having to admire me from afar.
*Shoves him* You are such an idiot
Yet you are still with me. Almost makes a person wonder.
A/N: I don't like this chapter all too much…it seems a bit eh to me. But please review and tell me what you think
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