If Life Is Hard, Death Must Be Easy

I found him sitting alone beside a tree outside near the lake






If Life Is Hard Death Must Be Easy

 

 

By: Ginny the Slut

Disclaimer: I do not own or think that I own any of the
characters portrayed in this story. But lay claims to all thoughts in my own
head (there mine and you can have them!!!)

Enjoy and please R/R

 

Chapter Three: Hogsmade

 

Friday night I actually feel asleep. At like ten o’clock.
Perhaps I was lost in thought about what would happen in Hogsmade the next day,
because I had real strange dreams about Draco and I walking around Hogsmade
hand in hand. I was up and dressed in like five minutes when I heard the other
girls in my dorm start to stir. There was like two hours before I was supposed
to meet Draco at the gates and so I decided to go down to the kitchens for some
breakfast. On my ay there however I spotted Ron and Harry and they dragged me
into the great hall and demanded I eat something claiming that I eat something
or else he would write to mum, and tell her that he has not seen me eat in like
ages. After eating really quickly and assuring Ron that I was all right and
that there was no need to bother mum I went back up to my dorm and got dressed
for Hogsmade. I chose the muggle hip hugging jeans Hermione had gotten me for
my sixteenth birthday and a tight white top I had gotten through owl order last
spring. I threw my coat over it and hoped that I would not run into Ron and
Harry again on my way to the gates as I did not want to answer all of there
stupid questions. Every time I hade toe to hogsmade in the past two year I had
gone to the Hogs head and gotten piss drunk. Which was what I had been planning
to do today and if Draco wanted to come along then by all means let him come
along.

I met him at the gates early and to my surprise he was
already there.

“So what do you plan on doing in Hogsmade today?” He said.
Wow, he spoke with out smirking. Now there’s something you don’t see every day.


“Same thing I do every Hogsmade visit.” I said almost daring
him to ask. He had been in the bar quite a few times and had seen me puke out
my guts more than once. Every one had. Ron had threatened to tell mum, but I
had gotten the better of him. He had some rather embarrassing books in his room
that I had found and held on to for just this reason. They were muggle porn
books. But Gay ones. That’s right Ron
Weasley is Gay! I had been holding this over his head for a while now. And
because of that he could not say anything.

“And what, may I ask, is that Weasley junior?” He asked with
a half smile.

“My God, just how stupid are you?” I asked bursting out
laughing. “You have seen me in the Hogs Head puking my guts out and never
wondered why?”

“You mean getting drunk and puking? That’s your Idea of
fun?” He said knowingly, I guess he had been there. “Well I got a better idea
of fun. Lets do something else.” I waited for him to go on. I hate asking him
question when he has the look of mischief in his eyes that I don’t understand.

“What?” I finally asked after about ten minutes of waiting.
We were now just inside of hogsmade.

“Well” He says in a long drawn out sort of way, know how it
urks me. “I thought first we’d go to the Hogs Head for a drink and then break
into a house down the block and trash it. What’s your drink of choice?” He said
as we entered the pub. But I was to, how would I put this? Stunned? No, I could
have expected this from him. Thrilled? No, breaking and entering has never been
my style. Excited? Yes, that was it; it would be fun to do it. But what would
he think if I chickened out? That was more the thing that made me want to do
it. Seeing a satisfied smile on his face would be my reward.

“Phoenix Vodka.” I answered and shock my head of all
thoughts as I chugged it down with ugh, “Why did you mix it for?” I asked him
having noticed that my drink was a mix of vodka and pumpkin juice. “I like nea neat!”

“Oh, why didn’t you say so then?” He went to the counter
ordered me another drink and finished his own as I drank all of mine in one
sip. “Ready to go?” He said after he was done paying. What a gentleman. I
thought as we walked up the street.

“So where are we going anyway?” I asked as we set off down a
road I had never been down before.

“An old Squibs house. He has no magic and is practically
defenseless.” And with that we were walking up a front drive. The house looked
old and abandoned but had a homely feeling about it. “And with any luck he
should be out anyway.”

“Alorahomora” He said as we reached the door.

The house was
indeed empty of humans but there was a cute little kitten that hissed and spit
at us as we walked in. Draco put a silencing charm on it as it started to meow.
He raised his wand and put it under the craticous curse.

 

 

A/N More to come shortly. There is going to be a lot of
darkness in the next chapter so if you’re not into that sort of thing be for
warned. *Hangs a sign up saying ‘DANGER, BEWARE’… *

Please review so I know if there’s any point in continuing
my story. Now; on with the up loading…