SEQUEL TO DRAGON AND ANGEL. Draco and Ginny return from their honeymoon ready to live happily ever after, but their vast differences in background and family values make for an interesting start to their married life. Add Draco's inexperience with pregnant women and the stage is set for hilarity, confusion and embarrassment.Category: Works in Progress
It sits on the shelf, dusty and disused. Its owners have long forgotten that this old relic ever existed. Its pages are grimy and its ornate leather cover is inscribed. ‘Malfoy’, it says in a curly, almost unreadable script. It is a photo album.Category: Completed Short Stories
Add one fairy godmother, a randy prince, glass slippers, a conniving redhead, and a rather distressed Draco Malfoy. Mix it together and you've got one very twisted fairy tale.Category: Completed Short Stories
Autumn doesn't always mean death. It can mean life as well.Category: Completed Short Stories
“Why do I have to wear Miss Strawberry Shortcake’s apron?” demanded Draco. His teacher only smiled wickedly, and he suddenly wondered if he had made a mistake in asking her to help him cook the dinner. She was a redheaded shrew, after all.Category: Completed Short Stories
An amusement park based on the Tudor dynasty sounded like a good idea when George and Luna first proposed it to Ginny. But nobody counted on insufficient codpieces, Styrofoam beheadings, random roller coasters, and above all, Draco Malfoy…Category: Works in Progress
A chance encounter between Ginny and Draco eight years after the war.Category: Completed Short Stories
Slightly AU It is after the final war and Ginny has already started to rebuild her life. She is now a successful wizarding psychologist employed by Azkaban and St. Mungo's. Things become rather strange when both patient and doctor start to show some interesting changes. A bit of a crossover with the world of Wicked.Category: Long and Completed
After a year playing Quidditch for the Harpies, Ginny finds herself whisked off to Italy for a summer holiday by none other than dear Aunt Muriel. Although Ginny might welcome a holiday, Muriel is not the best of traveling companions. And when one Draco Malfoy comes rather literally tumbling into the scene, will this prove to be the nightmare holiday Ginny envisions, or something else entirely?Category: Works in Progress
Worlds collide when Draco and Ginny make a desperate attempt to keep Voldemort from rising in an alternate reality. But first, they must confront the sinister secrets of their shared past... in both our world and their own. And some of those secrets are dark indeed.Category: Works in Progress
Chapter 4 Quote:
Ginny looked at Draco narrowly as a new thought struck her. “Or maybe you’re letting me talk to your lawyer for free because you expect me to do something for you. I think you know what I mean!”
“I didn’t say—”
“Because if you’re thinking that, then you can just forget it right now.” Just in case he wasn’t planning to trade free legal advice for sex, she decided not to spell anything out. But after all, she was now the girl next door whenever he happened to stop by his property in Sunol. If he wanted a quickie on his way to or from San Jose, she’d be convenient and available. A lot like a drive-through Starbucks, in fact. She could be his triple latte with nonfat milk and three Splendas. Ooh! Before she could really work herself into an irritated rage, he spoke again.
“Yes, I know what you mean, and believe me, I’m not thinking it.” Draco stopped short, but Ginny was sure about the rest of what he’d wanted to say. I have dozens of incredibly experienced and sophisticated girlfriends at my disposal, and they all practice exotic sexual techniques, wear Manolos, and carry Kate Spade handbags. Why would I be interested in a girl who drives a 1989 Honda Odyssey and has callused hands?
Category: Long and Completed
Seven years later....
Blaise fears Terry wants a divorce, Luna is hiding a secret from Wesley, and Draco is tired of idiots saying his son has pink hair! Ginny's solution? Call the curls reddish blond and invite their friends to the Malfoy mansion for Christmas.
There were five people travelling on the Knight Bus that night, and none of them were there because it was their preferred mode of travel. Little did they know, it was about to get a lot worse. A lot worse.Category: Completed Short Stories
Looking for a normal, happy Christmas, Draco stumbles across the Christmas party of the year and discovers that normalcy is overrated.Category: Completed Short Stories
Weddings always bring up thoughts of the past. Four views on the magnificent relationship between Draco and Ginny on their wedding day.Category: Completed Short Stories
Playboy Auror, Draco Malfoy, collects women like some people collect stamps, until an unforunate incident with one woman. Turned virtual recluse, Draco is only lured back into the social world when his partner steps in and sets him up.Category: Long and Completed
A companion ficlet to Twelve Days To Christmas. Draco and Ginny were the two Seekers shortlisted to represent England in the World Cup. Will they survive training together in Paris?Category: Completed Short Stories
The line between what's right and what's easy is often a blurry one.Category: Works in Progress
Maybe not always happily, and ever isn't guaranteed, but the story of Draco and Ginny definitely continues after the marriage.Category: Works in Progress
If I should meet thee/After long years,/How should I greet thee? -/With silence and tears. Written for D/G Fic Exchange 2008Category: Completed Short Stories
After Harry betrayed Ginny, Ginny's life surprisingly took a turn for the better. Her career as Chaser skyrockets, hitting Ginny into fame and fortune. But when an unexpected lover enters her life, will his addiction to gambling and ties with the mob be Ginny's downfall?Category: Works in Progress
The comment made her grin wider. Closing the distance between them, she brushed her fingers over his cheeks without thinking. Draco grew still at the contact before relaxing into her touch. As their eyes met, she said Tergeo softly. Instantly, all the snow and ice from his face and hair was siphoned off. Upon examining her handiwork, Ginny was pleased to find that she had managed to do wandless magic. The indignation on Draco's face slipped off and was replaced with a serious look of contemplation.Category: Completed Short Stories
"Oh come on, that was just simple magic and I am not the seventh daughter of a seventh daughter for nothing."
Ginny joked, trying to lighten the mood. She knew that look on Draco's face very well: the clear, sharp, piercing grey eyes of his become stormy whenever he was in deep contemplation about a difficult decision. She remembered that look when he first decided to share about himself honestly; that look transpired into a great friendship between them. To be honest, she had never thought they could be friends, good friends even, but there was just something about his dry humour and no-nonsense honesty that she appreciated. If she needed someone to tell her the truth without frills and give it to her, he would be the person she goes to.
Finally, he opened his mouth, "Ginevra-"
What do you give a man who has everything?Category: Completed Short Stories
Ginny Weasley jumps from job to job, never able to hold one down. When she comes into a bit of a windfall, her friends and family try to convince her to be practical, but Ginny needs to get away. A chance encounter with Draco Malfoy in Italy teaches her that the only person she needs to rely on is herself. EWE.Category: Long and Completed
Written for Interhouse Fest 2013.
A bet, a wanted witch, and a magical contract land Draco in a most unexpected situation. Can his Slytherin soul survive intact or will he succumb to one redheaded witch in bondage? Snarky humor, romance, and a pinch of angst. ďI donít want it. I didnít order it. Now leave me the fuck alone.Ē He slammed the door closed. Only it didnít close due to the enormous boot wedged into its threshold. One loud grunt later and it flung back open, almost hitting him in the face. Draco reflexively leaned back, and thatís when she was thrust into his unsuspecting arms.Category: Works in Progress
“What do you think you’re doing here?” Her voice broke me out of my reminiscing, startling me. I hadn’t even heard the door open. Her eyes were alight with a fire I had seen only twice before, both during the best times of my life. Now… well, I could hardly see how this could possibly turn out to be one of the best moments of my life. In fact, it seemed like it would be one of the worst.Category: Completed Short Stories
The product of a bet that I lost to Pipperstorms (and just a really, really bad day)