One Shot: Blessed Day
Title: Blessed Day
Characters: Draco/Ginny
For: HP Pairings
Prompt: tomorrow from justprompts
Rating: G
Genre: General
Warnings: none
Word Count: 321
Summary: Ginny's wedding day.
Notes: After DH.
Disclaimer: Characters do not belong to me and I make no money off of them, etc.
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“What are you singing?”
Ginny whirled around at the voice of an old enemy, her voice caught in her throat. Draco Malfoy stared at her expectantly, calmly. Nervous hands smoothed the white fabric of her dress. Frantically, she tried to imagine what he of all people was doing here, in her dressing room, at her wedding. Her mind reeled, but she could not think of anything that made sense. So she just stared back at the tall, blond man.
Irritating as usual, Draco just kept on looking at her. Finally, she found her voice and stammered, “w-what are you d-doing here? You’re not supposed to be in here!”
Now it was Draco’s turn to look startled, this time from her violent chastising. “I got lost in this big house and heard you singing, so I followed the sound.”
Ginny scowled, “how on earth did you get lost?” She added snottily, “I imagine that you’re used to much larger houses than the Burrow.”
Draco ignored her as he said, “so you’re marrying Potty?”
Taking a deep breath, Ginny rolled her eyes. “You’re very observant, Malfoy. Just who invited you to this wedding anyway?”
Draco straightened his dress robes and cleared his throat. “Please don’t assume that I come here uninvited or take any enjoyment from this blessed day.”
Ginny snarled, “if you don’t want to be here, then you’re welcome to leave. We don’t want any ill-wishers here.”
“You shouldn’t get so upset, it makes your face red.”
Ginny turned even more scarlet at his calm words. “Of all the nerve-!”
Diplomatically, Draco raised his hands, “all right, all right, I’m leaving. I shouldn’t have barged in here in the first place.”
“Darn right!”
Quickly, Draco turned around and headed to the door. “You just sounded so happy, Miss Weasley.”
Ginny’s anger faded as she watched the sad man leave her room. She turned back to her mirror and sighed once more.
Characters: Draco/Ginny
For: HP Pairings
Prompt: tomorrow from justprompts
Rating: G
Genre: General
Warnings: none
Word Count: 321
Summary: Ginny's wedding day.
Notes: After DH.
Disclaimer: Characters do not belong to me and I make no money off of them, etc.
.
“What are you singing?”
Ginny whirled around at the voice of an old enemy, her voice caught in her throat. Draco Malfoy stared at her expectantly, calmly. Nervous hands smoothed the white fabric of her dress. Frantically, she tried to imagine what he of all people was doing here, in her dressing room, at her wedding. Her mind reeled, but she could not think of anything that made sense. So she just stared back at the tall, blond man.
Irritating as usual, Draco just kept on looking at her. Finally, she found her voice and stammered, “w-what are you d-doing here? You’re not supposed to be in here!”
Now it was Draco’s turn to look startled, this time from her violent chastising. “I got lost in this big house and heard you singing, so I followed the sound.”
Ginny scowled, “how on earth did you get lost?” She added snottily, “I imagine that you’re used to much larger houses than the Burrow.”
Draco ignored her as he said, “so you’re marrying Potty?”
Taking a deep breath, Ginny rolled her eyes. “You’re very observant, Malfoy. Just who invited you to this wedding anyway?”
Draco straightened his dress robes and cleared his throat. “Please don’t assume that I come here uninvited or take any enjoyment from this blessed day.”
Ginny snarled, “if you don’t want to be here, then you’re welcome to leave. We don’t want any ill-wishers here.”
“You shouldn’t get so upset, it makes your face red.”
Ginny turned even more scarlet at his calm words. “Of all the nerve-!”
Diplomatically, Draco raised his hands, “all right, all right, I’m leaving. I shouldn’t have barged in here in the first place.”
“Darn right!”
Quickly, Draco turned around and headed to the door. “You just sounded so happy, Miss Weasley.”
Ginny’s anger faded as she watched the sad man leave her room. She turned back to her mirror and sighed once more.