On My Own

Ginny woke with the sun, not having slept well with all nightmares

and flashes of Draco’s smiling face.

Ginny could understand if she was scared of him yet intrigued she

had heard that he had reformed and

was helping rebuild the ministry. But he was still a Malfoy,

Ginny laughed to her self as she walked into

her bathroom with her wand. She was a Malfoy in a way now too

wasn’t she. Ginny shock her head and

looked around the large bathroom. “Scurgefy” Ginny said cleaning

the room. Ginny turned to the shower

scrunching her nose. “Reparo,” Ginny said and watched as the

shower fixed it self. Ginny pulled off her

shirt then looked in the mirror turning in a circle. She pulled

her underwear off turned to the shower

turning the knob then screaming and jumping away from the water

as it spilled from the faucet in a dark

brown. “Ginny turned off the water then screamed again. Ginny

looked over at the dirty bath and pointed

her wand at it “Scurgfy, reparo!” She yelled then stepped into it

then made it rain from the ceiling so she

could wash her hair. Ginny stepped out of the shower removing the

spell from the ceiling and grabbing a

towel from the small pile she had set in the bathroom last night

after pulling them from the beaded bag. Ginny dried her hair

glaring at her shower as she passed it. Then walked into her room

grabbing her outfit she had chosen from the bed.

She was happy that she had minimized one of the king size

beds from her Auntie Meriales house and put it in the beaded bag.

She also looked at the piles of clothes that she had to buy so

she had muggle clothes to wear. Ginny pulled on a baby blue thong

and then a pair of jeans that she had charmed to fit her

perfectly. Ginny looked at the matching bra for a minute then

clasped it closed over her breasts. Ginny pulled on a Baby blue,

short sleeve button up that was nearly see through. She gathered

two roles of parchment she had set on her bed glancing down at

her grocery list. “Pig,” Ginny said happily greeting her brothers

owl. “Here pig I need you to take this next doors and leave it on

the door step don’t let him see you,” Ginny said giving the owl a

treat. The owl bounced around on the table for a moment then took

the letter from Ginny and flew out the window. Ginny looked back

down at her grocery list trying to remember if she needed

anything else. Her list was very long she wanted to stock up.


Meanwhile Draco walked back in his house then heard a

weird thump and he opened his door to find a letter that simply

said Drake on it. It read,

Good morning Drake,

I’m off to the store to get supplies, I will be back

shortly so we can get started. Thank you for your help. When I’m

out ill pick up ingredients for the dinner lesson tonight.

Yours, Ginny

Draco walked back in to his house grabbing his wallet and

pouring an extra cup of coffee. He walked out of his house

muttering a spell and then walked over to Ginny’s. He approached

her front patio as she had her back to him locking the door. He

took the moment to take her lovely appearance in. He studied her

ass then followed her back up to her long strawberry blond hair.

She’s a muggle you idiot his brain yelled. Draco shock it off

then stepped up to the bottom of the stairs. “So how are you

getting to the store?” Draco asked. Ginny jumped spinning around,

hiding her wand behind her back. “Drake, good morning,” Ginny

said hastily pushing her wand into her oversized purse.

“You weren’t about to walk where you?” Drake asked

stepping forward. “Well I hadn’t got that far yet,” Ginny said

realizing she couldn’t apparate with out giving her self

away. “Here you go nice warm coffee,” Draco said handing Ginny a

coffee. Ginny smiled appreciating the coffee very much. “Well why

don’t we take my truck,” Draco asked. “You have a truck?” Ginny

asked amazed that Draco of all people had a muggle car. “Yes,”

Draco said finding it normal for someone to ask why he had a

truck. Ginny looked uneasy at the truck as they approached it.

Draco opened the passenger door for her and Ginny smiled letting

him help her in. Ginny downed her hot beverage quickly as Draco

walked around to the other side of the truck. Ginny fastened what

she thought of as a muggle trapper (seat belt). “So how is your

new house?” Draco asked. Ginny calmed a little at the sound of

his voice. She turned and looked at Draco concentrating on him

and his voice. “It’s ok except the water is fucking brown,” Ginny

said. Draco smirked then shock his head. “You need to run all the

faucets for a while the pipes are old,” Draco explained. “Oh,”

Ginny said thinking about how simple that sounded. “That’s why

you have me around for that kind of stuff its what I will do so

you’ll teach me to cook,” Draco said.

Ginny pulled her list from her pocket and looked at it then

decided reading in a truck was a bad idea. Ginny looked back up

at Draco who was watching the road as he drove. The shopping

didn’t take very long Draco knew how to get around the town well

Draco was lifting a large case of canned goods in the car as

Ginny watched. “Gineveria, are you happy with your hair?” Mila

asked walking up next to Ginny. Ginny spun and looked at Mila,

why hadn’t she asked the lady not to talk to her about her hair,

she wondered. “Hi there,” Mila said eyeing Draco. “Mila,” Mila

said putting her hand out to Draco. Ginny wanted to slap the girl

for looking at Draco like he was a piece of meat. Ginny hold it

together she told her self. “Nice to meet you Drake Oliver,”

Draco said. “Oh Mr. Oliver my brother said you moved into one of

the Kestiline houses,” Mila said. “Your brother?” Draco

asked. “Yes Gregory Goldsmith,” Mila said. “Prick,” Ginny said

turning toward the passenger door. Mila looked put off then

remembered he brother tell her about a Ms. Malfoy that had been

high and mighty at the office. “Are you Ms. Mal…” Mila began to

ask. “She lives’ in Kestiline with me, and we must be going it

was a pleasure to meet you,” Draco said opening the door for

Ginny. Ginny got in her face pail, Draco looked concerned but

shut the door . Mila had almost told Draco that she was

pretending to be a Malfoy.

“That guy Goldsmith give you trouble?” Draco asked. “Yeah

he was an ass,” Ginny said. Draco nodded in agreement and drove

back to Kestiline. “You know the way you said that I lived in

Kestiline made Mila think that we live together she looked a

little upset,” Ginny teased. Draco sneered and Ginny giggled.

Draco looked over at her then smiled. “You’re the only person I

know that could giggle at my sneer,” Draco said. “I’m not scared

of you,” Ginny said. Draco smiled happy that she wasn’t like all

the girls in the wizarding world. “I think Mila likes you more

then me,” Draco said. Ginny shrugged she didn’t know what Mila

liked. They pulled up in front of Ginny’s and Draco stared at the

house oddly. “What’s wrong Drake?” Ginny asked. “Someone has been

here,” Draco said. Ginny looked around looking over at Draco who

drew his wand. “Homenum Revelio,” Ginny whispered. “There is

someone up stairs,” Ginny said pulling out her wand. Draco

stepped to the house, Ginny followed. “Wait here Ginny,” Draco

said. “Shut up Draco,” Ginny said then pailed at the sound of his

name leave her lips. Draco spun around to look at her but then a

load crash came from upstairs. Ginny took Draco’s free hand and

he stopped. “Drake I have to tell you something,” Ginny

said. “Ginny there is someone in your house,” Draco said. “Ah

Ms. Malfoy, sorry had to check something’s inside didn’t mean to

startle you,” Gregory said walking out of the house. Draco

clutched Ginny’s hand “You pompus bastard,” Draco yelled. “You do

not enter a home with out permission how did you get in?” Draco

asked angrily. Worried Ginny could have been in the house. “I

have a key,” Gregory said. “Accio key,” Draco yelled. “Mulfideo,”

Ginny yelled modifying Gregory’s memory then pushing Draco’s wand

down. “You’re a witch?” Draco asked in shock. Ginny felt the

tears pour from her eyes that was it she had a friend for a day,

and she had feelings for Draco she must be going nutters. “Now

you hate me again, I couldn’t tell you Draco I’m sorry,” Ginny

bawled and ran into her house and up the stairs.

Draco stood baffled, he didn’t care if she was a witch in

fact it made things easier, but what had she meant by hate her

again? He wondered then opened the truck to start unloading it.




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