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Maxilocks · 10-24-2009, 01:59 AM

The 2nd Golden Goblin Awards

For Dee<3 with shiny, white teeth,
who ~~forced~~ wanted me to write a fic on Draco,
and who chose its title.

♥
SixteenthFFthreadonSS<3.

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Chapter #1
The Beginning

“There is a cosmic dance of creation”

Things had not been so bad, lately. Fred and George had agreed to let her help them in their shop over the summer, and she had definitely grown a few inches. She was a little over the height of five feet six inches now and, as far as Ginny Weasley was concerned, it was more than fine.

She met the twins on her way upstairs, and noticed that they were carrying armfuls of what looked like mashed, sticky lumps of wet paper. “Mum’s in the kitchen,” she said, before they could open their mouths to ask. “Better Apparate, she’s not too happy.”

Molly Weasley would not be, of course – not when she knew half a dozen members of the Order were coming to dinner, and she had a bare half hour to cook a scrumptious meal, not only for them, but also her brood of seven kids. Not to count Harry and Hermione – both of whom had come over for the summer – and a tired Mr. Weasley.

Fred and George had other things on their mind, though. “I’m not sure if we can Apparate with all this in our arms,” Fred said, looking slightly worried. “Is she really that angry?” Ever since their shop had proved itself such a massive success, Molly Weasley had stopped trying to convince them to give up their ideas of a joke shop, and return to Hogwarts; but a spell of Molly-Weasley-bad-mood still meant that caution was required.

“More than you know,” Ginny replied, her eyes glinting as she surveyed the supplies in the twins’ arms. “What are those anyway?”

“That’s classified,” George said, looking smug. “We shall see you... later.” He turned to Fred, and there was a certain sparkle of mischief in his eyes that Ginny did not fail to notice. “Shall we give it a try then, George?”

Fred nodded. “Indeed, brother.”

There was a crack, and the two of them disappeared into thin air. Ginny shook her head, using one of the gloves in the pocket of her jeans to pick up a portion of the paper-lump that had fallen out of Fred and George’s laden arms, when they had taken to Apparition. On closer inspection, it looked like snow frozen in place, and it shimmered when she held it up to the light. A sudden urge to re-examine it later, overwhelmed her and, wrapping it in her glove, Ginny stowed it into a back pocket of her faded jeans.

It was late in the afternoon, and she was looking forward to a nap, now. Today had been her last day helping the twins with their joke shop, for tomorrow would see the Hogwarts Engine whisking her away to her second home. Her mind still on the shop, she made her way into her bedroom – it was small, made to seem smaller by a massive poster of her favourite quidditch team adorning an entire wall – and was surprised to see a tawny owl perched at the window-sill, looking slightly dazed as if it had collided with the transparent window-pane, in an effort to hop into the room.

“You poor thing!”

The owl hooted rather faintly in response. If it had been a person, Ginny thought as she crossed the floor and opened the window, I would have thought they were drunk. The bird hopped in, tried to rub its head against her hand as she stroked it, and then held out a leg. Ginny quickly untied the envelope attached to it, and was surprised to see that it bore the Hogwarts crest. Did this mean that she was in trouble? Sure, the last thing she had done before returning home for the summer was to turn Millicent Bulstrode's hair a flaming pink but, surely, Dumbledore would not write to her parents now, now that the holidays had pretty much come to an end.

“You won’t find out if you don’t open it, you know.”

Ginny turned; the speaker was the oval-shaped mirror mounted on the wall opposite. “Thanks for the info of the century, mirror man,” she said, shaking red locks out of her eyes as, with a sparkle in them, she tore open the envelope and plunged a hand outside. Something golden and scarlet fell to the floor, something golden and scarlet and rather metallic. What followed next was an exclamation filled with clear surprise.

“My God, I’m a Prefect!”

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{ Index }

[] Chapter #01 :: The Beginning
[] Chapter #02 :: Head Boy
[] Chapter #03 :: The Coming of Destiny
[] Chapter #04 :: The Prologue to no Escape
[] Chapter #05 :: Companionship
[] Chapter #06 :: A Brief History of Time
[] Chapter #07 :: Blanket
[] Chapter #08 :: Leonti
[] Chapter #09 :: Ambush
[] Chapter #10 :: The Entrance to Pre-Death
[] Chapter #11 :: The Eye of Fate
[] Chapter #12 :: The Fire of Regelia
[] Chapter #13 :: Better than Chocolate
[] Chapter #14 :: Our Iron Bridges
[] Chapter #15 :: The Final Separation
[] Chapter #16 :: Love Cancels Love
[] Chapter #17 :: The Tree of Solutions
[] Chapter #18 :: The Proof of Humanity
[] Chapter #19 :: The End of the Beginning
[] Endnotes {and disclaimers}

Maxilocks · 11-08-2009, 08:02 AM

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Originally Posted by JeshhLuffYAY

-clingsonfordearlife-

Awww. -feels super loved-

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Wowza!

What does wowza mean'eth, JeshhLuffYAY? ^^

*eyes the newww word*

Jessica · 11-08-2009, 08:03 AM

I HAVE SO MUCH TO CATCH UP ON!

Well not reallly... but I have lyk two chapterz to review, and that's no good at all. Well at least I'm all caught up on Us!

Love,
~~Jay~~

Maxilocks · 11-08-2009, 08:04 AM

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Well not reallly... but I have lyk two chapterz to review, and that's no good at all.

It's alright, hun. Take your time.

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Well at least I'm all caught up on Us!

Yush, you are! =DD

Jessica · 11-08-2009, 08:09 AM

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“The paradox of a particle that is simultaneously a wave.”

Could you... explain?

Sorry.... I really am... not too clever lol.

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“Gerr your dorty hand ovv my face, Mafffoy.”

Hehehee.... Me likes.

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He let go, gave her a dispassionate look, and wiped his palm against his side. “If you’d do fewer things that can get us into serious trouble, Weaselhead,” he spat at her. “I wouldn’t have to torture myself by touching you.”

That's Draco Malfoy to the core for you!!!!

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Much as she hated to admit it, his presence was, if not soothing, slightly comforting.

Do I sense the start of... some romance?

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He must be used to finding his way in the dark, she thought grimly. That PROVES he goes looking for trouble.

I LURVE the conclusion she draws from his good guidance. Poor Draco I guess.

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“You’re right, Weasley, that would definitely be a delight,” he drawled, pushing past her, and into the forest. “Lumos.”

He is HOTTT... I mean ... SERIOUSLEHHHH!

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“I don’t,” Malfoy replied. In the light of the wand in his lap, his grin was anything but soothing.

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Despite all her “foresight,” she was – he regretted to admit – still very much alive.

He regretted to admit? Brilliant!

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The first being that she made him want to gag.

From serious to humour. You make the transition so totally flawless Maxo.. Good job!

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Not sure why he did it, Draco took off his robe, and placed it around her frame. She stirred, muttered something that sounded distinctly like “mum” - talking in her sleep, he thought. How STUPID - and he slipped the thick fabric underneath her, adjusting it until she was wrapped up in his robe.

Awww... he's being protective!

I luv this new side of him!

Love,
~~Jay~~

JeshieRAWR · 11-08-2009, 08:10 AM

-goes on internet and searches what wowza actually means-

This is what I got:::

Definition: A suprisingly amazing, oh my gosh, out of the ordinary expression.
Example: Wowza! That rainbow seemed to appear out of nowhere, it wasn't even raining!

Hmmm, what does suprisingly amazing mean?
Cause I'm so confuzzled now by the word that came to my head.

Oh and now there's a rainbow!
WHAT?!?
-confusedd-

Maxilocks · 11-08-2009, 08:12 AM

Time to celebrate a new page.

With a new chaptttter, of course.

Lollipop! · 11-08-2009, 08:12 AM

yeah!

Jessica · 11-08-2009, 08:13 AM

YEEEEEEEESSSSSSSSS!

Go chicka!

Love,
~~Jay~~

Maxilocks · 11-08-2009, 08:14 AM

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Originally Posted by Lileh

yeah!

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Originally Posted by Jay

YEEEEEEEESSSSSSSSS!

I love you guys. <3

Thank you for being here. You make this ficcie what it is.
-hugggggggggs y'all for life-

Maxilocks · 11-08-2009, 08:30 AM

Chapter #9
Ambush
“There is a limit to what the lens can focus.”

“We can’t stay here forever, Weasley.”

Swallowing her last mouthful of chocolate, Ginny rolled her eyes. Trust Malfoy to state the more-than-apparent. “Isn’t that obvious, Malfoy?”

He did not reply but stood up, gently tracing his wand over the front of his robes. Ginny eyed it warily – she did not, after all, trust him – but it was only a spell to siphon the dirt off his clothes. This done, he began to walk off in the direction that led, away from the clearing, into the outskirts of the forest. She narrowed her eyes at his back. “Where the heck are you going, Malfoy?”

He turned around, one eyebrow raised. “Put two and two together, will you, dumbo?” he said, his grey eyes malevolent as he spoke. “I said we can’t stay here, you said you agree. We’re leaving.”

Hands on hips, she surveyed him. If this was his idea of joke, it was ridiculous but, looking at him, she realized he was serious. In a way, he was also right – it was not wise to stay in the forest, especially now that they knew the place housed wild beasts – but Ginny had to inwardly compliment him on how foolish he was.

“You’re walking out?” she asked, impressed by his stupidity. “Just like that? Into, what, a crowd of people ready to behead you the moment they catch sight of you?”

“No one’s going to behead me, Weaselhead, my face is too pretty,” he replied, a smirk playing around his lips. “Not to mention that I have a wand and that I had a good look around, while you were busy swooning after your encounter with Lion Boy. There’s no one for miles in sight, they’re all busy with the fair. This is as clear a coast as we’re going to get, in case that hasn’t penetrated your thick head.”

Her incredulity at the knowledge that he had left her alone (what if another lion had come while he was away? Oh my!) had barely begun when her incredulity at being told she had a thick head overcame it. “If my head is thick, yours isn’t any less than a giant-sized water-melon,” she began furiously, but he had already turned around and walked off. Swearing loudly, Ginny followed.

They emerged from the forest sooner than Ginny had expected, and she screwed her eyes as thick rays of autumn-orange sunlight slanted into them. Malfoy had, Ginny realized, been right: nothing but scenery stretched in front of her, and the sky was a deep gold that surprised her.

“I thought it was autumn,” she said, unable to hold the surprise back.

“Last burst of autumn sunlight,” Malfoy replied, with a shrug. “Going to be real cold, when it fades. We’re in for a bitter winter.” His gaze lingered at her ripped jeans, and he smirked, a smirk of what Ginny thought was satisfaction at the misery her muggle clothes could land her into.

“We are not!” She said, giving him a look that would have killed, could looks serve that purpose. “We’re going to be back at Hogwarts by then and –” she stopped and turned away. She had not thought of Hogwarts since the moment they had entered the forest, the previous night, because thinking of Hogwarts was too painful. She realized, to an extent, that escape seemed impossible, but she did not want to admit it to herself, would not admit it to herself. In fact, if Ginny had been any other teenage girl, she might have cried, but she was Ginny Weasley who had six older brothers, and she did not.

“Very optimistic, Weasley,” Malfoy drawled. “At this rate of optimism, we’re going to be in Hogwarts by the next milsecond.” She glared at him, he returned her glare with an insolent look, and then she had to say,

“I’d love to know what great plans you have, Mr. I’m-so-Perfect.”

He registered the name with a slight inclination of his head. “Well, Weasley,” he said. “It might not have occurred to your pea-brain, but there are probably other wizards and witches around – there’s a reason that stake you’re so scared of, is here. We need to find one.”

“A stake or a wizard?”

“A wizard, you dumbo.”

“That was an attempt at humour, you idiot!”

He ignored her, looked ahead and, for a moment, Ginny could have sworn the cogs in his head were whirring at break-neck speed, he looked so thoughtful. Then, still not glancing at her, he said, “Magic finds magic.”

His tones were low, and he seemed - almost - to be talking to his own self. That irritated Ginny, being talked to in a way that suggested she was not being talked to. Before she could snap at him for it, however, he had said, “But of course,” snatched the chain off his neck, and pointed his wand at the oval emerald pendant.

“Noventus!” he cried. For a second, nothing happened. Then, slowly but surely, the pendant began to vibrate. Ginny felt the vibration rise, its sound like that of a bird's wing, and she almost took a step backwards.

“That’s Dark Magic,” she said quietly.

He turned to her, his gaze suddenly alert. “What do you mean, Weasley?” His manner had not lost any of the confidence, but his eyes were searching, almost curious.

“I mean,” she said, this time even more quietly. “That that spell was Dark Magic.” She pushed past him and took a deep breath. “Ever since I – ever since I owned that diary –” she seemed slightly shaken, and that alone was enough to tell Draco which diary she was talking about: Tom Riddle’s. “I can feel Dark Magic when I’m around it, since then. It feels... like a shadow.” She suddenly drew herself up to her full height, and glared at the pendant that was vibrating weakly in his hand. “That spell you used is Dark Magic, Malfoy.”

It was not often one had a chance to witness a rather shaken Ginny but, now that he had recovered from the shock that such a possibility could exist, Malfoy wore a scowl on his face. “So what, Weasley?” he demanded fiercely, almost defensively. “My father taught me Dark Magic, and there’s more where this comes from. But,” he added, in a less angry tone as her eyes went back to the pendant. “Much of magic is what and as you make it, Weasley. This is our only way out.”

She took a deep breath, not sure if she wanted to let him perform that spell, and not sure if she wanted him to take it off the pendant. But she knew, now, that she was stuck with him, at least for a while, and there was little either of them could do about it - whether they liked it or not, the situation demanded that they co-operate.

“Tell me what it does,” she said, after a moment’s pause.

It stunned Malfoy that he was actually considering giving an explanation to a blood-traitor whose opinion mattered so little to him. But the look on her face surprised him, not angry, not fiery, but far-off, as if she was present, not in the now and here, but in a horrible memory.

“It reveals magic,” he began slowly, though coldly. “Or should I say, magical people. The death eaters use it for their own purposes. My charm is not as strong enough as, say, my father’s, but it’s strong enough to lead us in the right direction.”

“You mean it’s going to lead us to the nearest wizard or witch?” she asked. When he nodded, she narrowed her eyes. “And what then? Does it blow them up, or eat them alive, or have a herd of stray donkeys stampede their house, or –?”

“It does nothing of that sort, Weasley.” His drawl was back, colder than ever. “If you don’t want to come with me, fine, stay here. I’m going.” He moved left, noticed the vibration in his pendant die, and moved towards the north. The vibration returned and, face still unreadable, Draco continued to walk forwards.

The last thing she wanted, of course, was to be left alone, so Ginny followed him, feeling frustrated that she was not able to handle the situation on her own – he had saved her from cold, from a lion, and from her hunger, and it infuriated her, made her feel like she was dependent on him.

Where was her part in the action?

She paused, all of a sudden. “Malfoy,” she said quietly.

He turned around. “What’s the matter?” he asked shortly. Curtly.

“I –” she looked sideways, not feeling too good. She had been pretty sure she had heard the bushes nearby rustle, pretty sure there had been someone behind them. “I think someone is watching us.”

She looked at the bushes as she spoke and, without warning, Draco had pointed his wand there. A jet of light shot out of its tip, and he walked over to the bushes and peeked behind. “There’s nothing here, Weasley,” he said dispassionately. “Stop imagining things - your stray donkey friend does not have the time to follow us.”

With a scowl, he turned away from her. A bush rustled again, there was a voice – voices – and, suddenly realizing what was happening, Ginny sprang after him. “Malfoy, wait –”

Too late. Strong hands clapped themselves against her mouth and dragged her down, muffling her scream of terror and warning. Several seconds too late, Malfoy realized something was wrong and, even as he turned around, someone had snatched the wand out of his hand.

Within moments, they were surrounded by angry-looking men, their eyes full of hatred, and fire-wrapped sticks raised above their heads.

Maxilocks · 11-08-2009, 08:33 AM

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Originally Posted by Jay

Could you... explain?

I think so.

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From serious to humour. You make the transition so totally flawless Maxo.. Good job!

Thanks a bunch, bebeh. Glad to know you likeyy!

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Originally Posted by JeshhLuffYAY

Definition: A suprisingly amazing, oh my gosh, out of the ordinary expression.
Example: Wowza! That rainbow seemed to appear out of nowhere, it wasn't even raining!

Thank you sho much, luff!

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Hmmm, what does suprisingly amazing mean?

It must be surprisingly, I think. -blinkie-

What say you?

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Oh and now there's a rainbow!
WHAT?!?
-confusedd-

A rainbow? Do you mean there's a real rainbow where you live?

Lollipop! · 11-08-2009, 08:41 AM

Woah...
great chappie...

JeshieRAWR · 11-08-2009, 08:41 AM

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Originally Posted by SenoritaMaxie

A rainbow? Do you mean there's a real rainbow where you live?

Exactly!

Oh and who captured them!?!?!?!?!
I need to know Maxerzz!!!!!!!!
I love the banter between Draco and Ginny.
Soo funny!!!
PAMS!
Jess(:

Maxilocks · 11-08-2009, 08:44 AM

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Originally Posted by Lileh

Woah...
great chappie...

Thanks a bunch, hunny. <3

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Originally Posted by JeshhLuffYAY

Exactly!

Wow! I love rainbows, but we don't get too many of them. =[

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Oh and who captured them!?!?!?!?!
I need to know Maxerzz!!!!!!!!

Wizard + witch-hunters. =[ But more will come. ^________^

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I love the banter between Draco and Ginny.
Soo funny!!!

Thanks, JesshLuffYAY. <3

Jessica · 11-08-2009, 08:46 AM

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Originally Posted by Maxo

I think so.

MAXO! I demand that you explain!

Love,
~~Jay~~

Maxilocks · 11-08-2009, 08:49 AM

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Originally Posted by Jay

MAXO! I demand that you explain!

Teehee. It was just a coded way to say that *some* people have more to them than we see. Like they say -- the world isn't divided into angels and devils, or good and bad people. There's a grey in between.

Jessica · 11-08-2009, 08:52 AM

In other words, Draco iz both good and bad ryt?

Love,
~~Jay~~

Maxilocks · 11-08-2009, 08:53 AM

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Originally Posted by Jay

In other words, Draco iz both good and bad ryt?

Read it the way you want to. I like it when people interpret things for their own... it brings so much diversity to a story. ^______^

JeshieRAWR · 11-08-2009, 08:54 AM

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Originally Posted by SenoritaMaxie

Wow! I love rainbows, but we don't get too many of them. =[

Well we get some rainbows, but not right this second because it's night time...I mean morning. xDD
I stay up too late.

3:52 A.M. to be exact.

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Originally Posted by SenoritaMaxie

Wizard + witch-hunters. =[ But more will come. ^________^

Uh oh. Spagettiohh!
Yeah!!!!!

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Originally Posted by SenoritaMaxie

Thanks, JesshLuffYAY. <3

<3333333

Maxilocks · 11-08-2009, 08:58 AM

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Originally Posted by JeshhLuffYAY

Well we get some rainbows, but not right this second because it's night time...I mean morning. xDD
I stay up too late.

3:52 A.M. to be exact.

WHAT? It's four in the morning for you? Jesserz! That's not right. *pushes you towards bed* Sleep is important, hunny!

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Uh oh. Spagettiohh!
Yeah!!!!!

Spagettiohh? What does THAT mean?

-skips off to update chappie list at the start of ficcie-
Nine chapters, already? Wowow. =O

JeshieRAWR · 11-08-2009, 09:05 AM

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Originally Posted by SenoritaMaxie

WHAT? It's four in the morning for you? Jesserz! That's not right. *pushes you towards bed* Sleep is important, hunny!

tehe. xDD
I'm already in bed..well sitting on it too be exact with my laptop.

Nahh!
You see I have a plan that I'm going to stay up for maybe 2 more hours then fall asleep, so I can sleep the whole day.

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Originally Posted by SenoritaMaxie

Spagettiohh? What does THAT mean?

-smacks head with stuffed animal-
I think I'm getting tired now......

xDD

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Originally Posted by SenoritaMaxie

-skips off to update chappie list at the start of ficcie-
Nine chapters, already? Wowow. =O

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-gaspeth-
That's not enough!

Siriusly Moony · 11-08-2009, 02:01 PM

[mouth left open] Maxie, that was an amazing post!
Everytime I notice you and your 'stray donkey' bits and I ALWAYS chuckle because it's like the little inside joke within the FF.

The banter between Draco and Ginny is so funny and I'm quite surprised that Ginny hasn't pulled a PoA Hermione and clocked Draco one in the face. But now she's captured by people [erm witchhunters I presume?] cos they knew to take Draco's wand...WAIT WAIT WAIT

are they witches/wizards themselves =O that thought just clicked in my head...

Well I can't wait until another chapter comes out. It was bloody brilliant as per usual

Cheers.
Jack