Draco delivers something for Ginny in a dream. Can Ginny take it and use it for her advantage?Category: Completed Short Stories
Category: Works in Progress
Malfoy was curious. Curious and angry. “So, what do you want from me, Weasley?”
It was the admission of his defeat. Ginny felt the taste of victory - and it was bitter.
“I want influence. I want protection. I want safety.” She stopped, giving him time to assimilate her words, before she played her final card. "I want your name. " When saying the last sentence, however, she could not help the blush that spread across her face.
Malfoy's countenance changed several times in a very short time. Annoyance turned into wariness, then into confusion, and finally, when he really understood what Ginny had implied, his face showed only a profound horror.
I want your name.
I want a marriage.
Ginny is tired of being the only single Weasley at family gatherings and all the pity that comes with that status. Draco could do without opportunistic women taking advantage of his desire to connect. The solution? Team up to become platonic dates during the holidays.Category: Works in Progress
If only their hearts could stick to the plan....
CHAPTER NINE SNIPPET:
“Okay,” Ginny said, patting Pansy’s hand looped through her arm. “I do forgive you. Honestly. And… and I don’t blame Draco anymore.”
Pansy let out a short shriek of excitement.
“But!” Ginny interjected. “It’s not that easy. After that kiss, I don’t know if Draco will ever want to talk to me again.”
Pansy’s whole body froze, stopping them in the middle of the path to the annoyance of the disgruntled family behind them.
Warmth flooded Ginny’s face. “Did Draco tell you that I kissed him?”
“HE MOST CERTAINLY DID NOT!”
Pansy opened her mouth, eyes wide and wild with disbelief. Then she snapped her mouth closed so forcefully, her teeth made an audible sound. They continued walking and Pansy chewed on her lips, but she said nothing.
Ginny watched the display of emotions across her face with fascination. “It’s killing you not to know, isn’t it?”
“So much,” she said in an agonized whisper.
Harry may have destroyed Tom Riddle's diary but a piece of him still lives in Ginny. Desperate to rid herself of the Dark Lord's presence in her mind, Ginny finds solace in the arms of another enemy--Draco Malfoy. Can she convince him to help her or will he turn her to a darker path?Category: Works in Progress
Draco and Ginny at the Burrow for Yule! Throw in tense dinners, shocking family secrets, Santa suits, and a dragon or two… what could possibly go wrong?Category: Works in Progress
A Cookie From Chapter 27:
“I already know you’re not noble, Draco,” she was saying, punctuating her words with a stab of her finger now and then. “You’re not going to do anything for abstract, high-minded sorts of reasons.”
“You’re certainly right about that,” he said, sitting next to her, his voice teasing and light, his arm round her splendid bare shoulders. He had no idea how they’d got onto this sticky topic in the first place, but he was more than ready to leave it and move on to more pleasant pursuits. “You know me so well.”
“Oh, I do,” she said. Something about the look in her golden eyes disturbed him, though, or perhaps it was the heavy sound of her voice.
“Do put that drink on a flat surface, Ginny,” he said, plucking the glass out of her hand, still keeping his tone neutral.
“I wouldn’t want to stain your lovely new sofa, Draco.” She gave a strange little laugh. “How awful that would be.” “Er…” Draco always felt a bit guilty when he looked at that sofa. It was by far the newest item in his rooms; every other bit of furniture was a grand, imposing antique that had been in the family for generations. He’d bought it in a rebellious moment, wanting something for himself and Ginny to sit on that didn’t carry the weight of Malfoy tradition. But it was utterly different from everything else in the manor, and he wasn’t entirely sure how well cleaning charms matched to Malfoy furniture worked on new white leather.
“It doesn’t really fit in here, does it?” asked Ginny, with her trick of catching his train of thought all on her own.
“Ah…” What on earth is she getting at? He wondered. “Perhaps not, but I rather like it,” he settled for saying.
She put her drink down on the coffee table carefully, centering the glass on a coaster, and she looked at him directly. “Do I fit in here?”
Draco could feel himself starting to break out in a sweat, even though the room, like all the rooms in the Manor, was always rather cold.
For the life of her, Ginny Weasley did not know how this had happened. She could have blamed the two glasses of expensive champagne, or considered the possibility of being put under the Imperius Curse, but she knew deep down that that was not the case. Somehow, she had knowingly and wilfully ended up here. Shit.Category: Works in Progress
After months of going through the motions, a simple peak through a window up turns lives.Category: Works in Progress
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
Chapter 7 quote of the day:
Harry suddenly took her hands in his. “I’m not going to fail you again. You don’t need Malfoy to play the king; I’ll do it. I had no right to tell you I wouldn’t.”
His hands were warm and firm and strong, and he was talented with them, too, she thought. Nothing like Draco, of course. But then, she couldn’t imagine anyone else being like Draco.
“Ginny, come with me,” he repeated. “Give me another chance. With this. With everything. Let me show you how happy I can make you, happier than Malfoy ever could.”
If she thought of it in terms of simple, uncomplicated contentment, thought Ginny, he might even be right. Everything would be easy and even with Harry, no storms of emotion, no soaring heights, no miserable depths.
Ginny brings home a stray and Draco is not amused. But when has he ever been able to deny her anything?Category: Completed Short Stories
She was his downfall. At least he went down laughing.Category: Completed Short Stories
Draco and Ginny are the perfect Auror team. There isn't a case they can't solve, until the murder of Pansy Parkinson. With time on the side of their killer, and Ginny as his final conquest, they have to hope they'll be able to stop the murderer in time.Category: Works in Progress