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posted by xXxDracoxXx
This time even Ginny’s quiet exclamation joined the surprised whispers erupting through the room. If she didn’t think he looked like the type to be defending against any Dark Arts, he certainly didn’t look like a Slytherin of all things. He was smiling, for Merlin’s sake!

A pointed clearing of McGonagall’s throat and an arch look calmed the gossip—for the time being—and she dicho in a notably quieter tone, “I don’t think I need remind tu of what sort of times we are in. The rules will be strictly enforced, and I expect each and every one of tu to honor them to the letter....
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posted by HPCouples
Draco smiled at his student. "You know, for someone only a año younger than me, you're very small."

She gave him a playful shove. "Just dance, before I go get all you're friends."

He paled. "You wouldn't."

"I wouldn't. Now, love, dance!"

He did, grabbing her and twirling her.

"What are tu doing?" She asked giggling

"Dancing with you!" They danced for a few más minutes.

"You know, we can't keep sneaking out like this. People are going to notice."

She winked. "Are they here right now?"

"No… but soon…"

Ginny smiled at him. "Then worry later, hold me now."

Credit: The Dark Goddess Kari
posted by xXxDracoxXx
Things to know…
Title: Not Quite Fate
Summary: Destiny knew better than to bring these two together. One man, determined to draw back an errant Malfoy, is not so wise, and Ginny soon finds herself caught up in events that are not quite Fate.
Rating: PG-13 (for occasional swearing)
Spoilers: This does actually follow HBP, so be forewarned.
Disclaimer: I really don’t think these things are necessary, but no, I am not J.K. Rowling, and no, I’m not getting paid for this. And that covers the entire story.

Okey-dokey, without further ado…

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Prologue

Guttering torches provided the only light...
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posted by HPCouples
At the opposite end of the castle, Draco walked into his common room with about as much enthusiasm as a man mounting the gallows. It was finally empty now though, thank Merlin, and he sank into a chair in front of the cold fireplace. He stared into that dead hearth for a long time, a pregunta playing through his mind on an infinite loop: “Where do tu belong?” Where indeed.

The siguiente morning, seven floors above them both, Ginny’s nerves still felt taut from the anterior night, and the feeling stayed with her all through breakfast. Professor Pierce was waiting for her when she tried to leave...
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posted by HPCouples
Chapter 2—By Candlelight

Jonathon Pierce sat in his quarters staring at the empty bottle of Ogden’s, wondering blearily where it all had gone to. His eyes shifted to the half-filled whisky glass balancing on his knee, and he thought surely he hadn’t drunk that much. With a mental shrug, he tossed back the remaining liquid and slouched down, rubbing at his temples with a drawn-out groan. Merlin, how did he get himself into this mess?

Oh, that’s right, he thought sarcastically, I didn’t. The “Dark Lord” did. He rolled his eyes to himself—Dark Lord indeed. Didn’t anyone else realize...
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