Green With Envy
I do believe I posted something about "Green With Envy" ...if not, then now you'll know about it. Took it up for a challenge on PK and now I'm on the 4th (5th) Chapter, I suppose if you include the prologue but whatever. Here's a snippet from that, hope ye like! Comment with your thoughts and what not. Ahh...I'm going to be late for school...they're insane having it sart at 7!
“When the press arrives they will be asking you questions so please, answer to the best of your ability,” Lucius said, putting his wand inside of the cane, making sure that it was securely locked before putting it on the ground.
“Yes, love, no idiotic responses.”
“That goes for you as well, Draco,” Lucius said to his son.
Ginny smirked, wanting to stick her tongue out at him, but refrained from doing so. She and Draco started up the few steps to the Orphanage; he casually reached for her hand, holding it softly in his. It was an unusual gesture, but she couldn’t help but realize how her small hand melded together so well with his.
She waved at her mum who was standing by, along with her brothers, their wives and bunch of little Weasley’s. There were also a few reporters’ there, from the Daily Prophet, the Quibbler and even Witch Weekly. She smiled softly at each of them.
“You and I both don’t want to be here together, so put a smile on, and let’s do what we have to. The faster we do, the sooner we can leave.” Draco said in a hushed voice, as they stood in front of the door, a large red ribbon the only thing stopping them from walking inside.
“I do want to be here, maybe even with you if I actually knew a thing about you,” she replied, looking down at the ground.
“You don’t care to know anything about me, be honest with yourself. Neither of us is in this marriage for anything real.”
Ginny shook he heard, there could be something real, but he was so caught up in his own little world that he would never see it.
“When the press arrives they will be asking you questions so please, answer to the best of your ability,” Lucius said, putting his wand inside of the cane, making sure that it was securely locked before putting it on the ground.
“Yes, love, no idiotic responses.”
“That goes for you as well, Draco,” Lucius said to his son.
Ginny smirked, wanting to stick her tongue out at him, but refrained from doing so. She and Draco started up the few steps to the Orphanage; he casually reached for her hand, holding it softly in his. It was an unusual gesture, but she couldn’t help but realize how her small hand melded together so well with his.
She waved at her mum who was standing by, along with her brothers, their wives and bunch of little Weasley’s. There were also a few reporters’ there, from the Daily Prophet, the Quibbler and even Witch Weekly. She smiled softly at each of them.
“You and I both don’t want to be here together, so put a smile on, and let’s do what we have to. The faster we do, the sooner we can leave.” Draco said in a hushed voice, as they stood in front of the door, a large red ribbon the only thing stopping them from walking inside.
“I do want to be here, maybe even with you if I actually knew a thing about you,” she replied, looking down at the ground.
“You don’t care to know anything about me, be honest with yourself. Neither of us is in this marriage for anything real.”
Ginny shook he heard, there could be something real, but he was so caught up in his own little world that he would never see it.