***This is my second attempt at a fanfic here. I'm doing one with chapters this time and the main pairing is different as well. Yes the characters are going to be well...out of character. This is why it is called fiction. I can do whatever I wish with them.
All that I do own is the plot and a few random characters here and there. You think if I owned the characters I would be posting on a website instead of publishing where I could actually make some form of money?!
Now that we've done away with those let's get onto the plot of the story. It will involve mostly Draco and Ginny. That's because I love Draco and Ginny just goes well with him. It will be about the war...finally war I guess you could say. There are different camps, and we'll mostly reside in the one that the blonde and the redhead lead. Anyway to really know the extent you're just going to have and read it. There will be more than enough drama, angst, and...other things in it to keep you all hating me. I posted this once before but took it down. I think I'm going to try it again. It came to me again and I think I know where I'm going to go with it. So...Read on...***
Draco Malfoy walked through the camp with a set look on his face. It was one that spoke more than any words could say. He was lost in his own thoughts, and no one could rip him from them. No one would even attempt it. Especially not with a sword in his hand and a permanent smirk on his face.
His destination has been set and the tent is in his line of vison. In there resides the reason for the weapon in his grasps. He's ready to fight and will be victorious as always. There is no way anyone else would have a chance against him. Not when he's so focused on the meager tent ahead of him.
"Weasley," he called out three steps ahead of him before he stopped.
"What now?" a voice called back.
It had been chirpery but the face that poked out wasn't one that matched. The intensity on the face and the sword spoke the same as his body language said. They were both ready to fight. He set his jaw and tapped the sword impatiently waiting to be joined.
"I don't have all day."
"No, of course not." She stepped out of the tent and mirrored his smirk to perfection. "We wouldn't want you to drain yourself. The long walk a whole three tents down and all," she quipped.
"Watch it or I'll cut off your tongue." The warning was followed with a brief raising of the sword. She had been anything but intimidated. Instead he was rewarded with an eye roll and her groaning.
"Let's go then Malfo." He followed silently behind her with furrowed eyebrows.
"Malfo? What the hell?" She laughed and continued to lead the way to the makeshift battlefield.
"You know...Malfo. It's like Mofo." He repeated her earlier groan and tried not to let her underneath his skin too much already today.
Swords clashed, bodies fell, and sweat poured as the two fought without any pretenses. On the field they weren't leader and the second in command. They certainly were not Draco Malfoy and Ginny Weasley either. All they were was two students learning more and gaining the experience they would need in days to come.
They walked back to her tent both wanting to take a shower and drop off to a heavy sleep. First they have to banter and allow him to get the last word. It wouldn't be a normal sane day if Malfoy didn't get it in. So she leaned against the wood beam with the sword resting on her shoulder and waited for him to initiate the banter.
All the unclaimed witches watched him with hungry eyes as he watched the redhead picking his words carefully. Not one of them has a chance with him. Virginia Weasley seems to get a lot closer than anyone else ever has. He's not about to let anyone get any closer than the redhead is because there is a war going on. What would be the point of getting close when it could all be taken away even quicker than it took to get it?
"You fight like a girl Weasley." She laughed at him.
"Could it be because I am one? You know you're the only male here that doesn't seem to know that." He placed a hand over his heart and feigned a look of pain.
"Ouch! That one smarted." She smirked at his sarcasm.
"That's what I'm here for. Not only to kick your arse but outwit you as well."
"And from the sound of it to make me fall on my ass from laughing so hard. Thanks little one."
He walked off after that allowing himself the last word as always. She allowed him that. At least he hadn't been raving mad. After fighting he always seems much calmer and semi-human. No one else sees that part of him.
"Anytime Malfoy," she jibed and walked off to take her much needed shower and the desired sleep. Tomorrow is going to be so much fun...
***I know it's not that long and much didn't happen. It's only the first chapter and the opening. Next time we'll get more into the plot and introduce more characters. It'll be good...I promise. I already know some of the things that are going to happen and what has already happened in the story. R/R...Thanks Karnikiss.***