Chapter Three: Could You Make It Strong?
It had been less than seven months since he had made his decision. The process to become a leader in the church was a long one. He would spend at least one year speaking with the Vocations Director. During this time, he would be meeting with students and priests at the seminary closest to him. He was truly trying to establish a close relationship with God.
Draco didn’t think this was a mistake. He honestly couldn’t think of another way for him to help. Soup kitchens and normal volunteering at church were never satisfying. Still, there were times when he couldn’t help but think of Ginny.
Was she moving on? Was she with…Potter? The fact was that he shouldn’t care because of his newly chosen career path. But he just wanted her to be happy, and Potter was never going to be good enough for her. He would expect Gin to be just like her mother—someone who would be happy staying home cooking, cleaning, and raising children. Ginny was fiery, and that’s why their relationship was so amazing. They fought, but, damn it, it was sexy as hell. That was one of the many things he would miss about her.
When he wasn’t at church or the seminary, Draco would walk through Muggle London. He saw so many happy, carefree people. Couples, young and old. Families going to and from the park. He would never have that again. But it was a sacrifice that needed to be made.
…One Hour Later…
What was he thinking? He couldn’t do this. He couldn’t give up Ginny, give up sex with Ginny for the rest of his life. And he was fairly sure plod mags weren’t exactly smiled upon at the seminary.
…Two Minutes Later…
Yes, he could. He could do it. No one said every choice you made in life was easy. But choices like these had to be made, and he would just suffer the consequences. Besides, he didn’t deserve to be happy. He just needed to make up for everything.
Especially what had happened with Snape. He felt responsible. And he hated knowing that those pansies in the Order had turned their back on him. He had known Severus wasn’t serving Tom Riddle (he had ceased calling him Voldemort once his heritage had been proven). Out of all of the deaths during the war, and there had been many, this was one he couldn’t shake. Still, Draco couldn’t help but feel like Severus wouldn’t approve of what he was doing now.
The now deceased Potions Master had once told Draco that, of all the Weasleys, Ginevra had been the “most tolerable.” This was Snape’s way of saying he was quite pleased with her work in school. She had, apparently, immense talent in the Potions field. At the time, Draco had found it annoying that a Weasley had been good at anything. He wished he had told Gin how impressed Snape had been. Now it was too late.
Ginny tried to recall the last time she had seen Theodore Nott. Back at school, he had never associated with one particular group of Slytherins. Nevertheless, she remembered him being smart; Hermione had ranted about him after her N.E.W.T level Potions class.
Luna saw Ginny over Theodore’s shoulder. “Ginny, how’s everything with that man at the bar? He seemed nice.”
“I told him to Floo me. I didn’t want to tie myself down to someone all night!” Turning to the former Slytherin, she smiled. “Hello, Theodore. I’m Gin—“
“Ginny Weasley. Of course I remember who you are. How have you been?” He answered in a smooth low voice.
As Ginny went to answer, she quickly appraised him. He was no longer the rabbit-y looking fifteen year old she remembered. In fact, he was a fit bloke. Tall, maybe 6’1” or so, with brown hair and hazel eyes. After sneaking a glance at Luna, it was obvious the girls both were having the same thoughts.
“I’ve been well, thank you. And you? What are you up to now?”
“I work in the research department at St. Mungo’s. In fact, I think I may have seen you a few times there. Are you a Head Healer?” After that, a long discussion commenced about the politics of the hospital. It was obvious that Theo was amazingly intelligent; he was meticulous in his questioning about her, and Luna’s, work. Unfortunately, the conversation drifted to other former Slytherins.
Theo hesitated before asking, “Ginny, weren’t you dating Draco Malfoy? I didn’t see him here tonight. Is everything alright?”
Breathing deeply, she explained everything that had happened (albeit very quickly in one breath). He looked embarrassed afterwards.
“Don’t worry, Theo,” Luna said, “you didn’t know. A lot of people don’t. Why don’t I buy all of us another round, hm? I’ll be right back.”
Turning, Theo immediately began his apologies. “I’m so sorry, Ginny. And I’m also shocked. It was obvious that he was completely in love with you. But we don’t have to discuss it anymore."
All Ginny could do was nod. Anytime she had to explain her newly single status, she felt drained. She was relieved when Luna returned with her drink. She decided to spend the rest of the night dancing away her worries. And it helped a little.
…Four Days Later…
It was a Tuesday when her Floo rang. She had set it up much like the Muggle telephone’s caller ID. The name of who was Floo-ing her was shown in the flames. She had glanced up from her paper work to see the name: Aleksander Maskirovka. She walked over to the Floo and answered.
“Ginevra, it is so nice to see you in and taking calls! How are you?” She hadn’t realized it on Friday, but his voice was positively intoxicating.
“I’m good. And you?”
“Well, I must confess that I’ve thought about you at least twice a day since we met. Please say you’re still available for tea on Friday. There’s a quaint place right outside Diagon Alley that I love. You are free, yes?”
A date with another man? She knew she had said she’d meet him, but what about Draco? Suddenly becoming angry, she realized they were done. A fling with a Ukrainian could help her stop thinking about her LD period (Loving Draco).
“I’d love to. I’ll meet you outside Diagon Alley at four o’clock?” As nice as he seemed, she wasn’t ready for another man to be in her apartment. Disconnecting her Floo, she returned to her papers.
She may not be totally out of LD, but she was well on her way.
It had been less than seven months since he had made his decision. The process to become a leader in the church was a long one. He would spend at least one year speaking with the Vocations Director. During this time, he would be meeting with students and priests at the seminary closest to him. He was truly trying to establish a close relationship with God.
Draco didn’t think this was a mistake. He honestly couldn’t think of another way for him to help. Soup kitchens and normal volunteering at church were never satisfying. Still, there were times when he couldn’t help but think of Ginny.
Was she moving on? Was she with…Potter? The fact was that he shouldn’t care because of his newly chosen career path. But he just wanted her to be happy, and Potter was never going to be good enough for her. He would expect Gin to be just like her mother—someone who would be happy staying home cooking, cleaning, and raising children. Ginny was fiery, and that’s why their relationship was so amazing. They fought, but, damn it, it was sexy as hell. That was one of the many things he would miss about her.
When he wasn’t at church or the seminary, Draco would walk through Muggle London. He saw so many happy, carefree people. Couples, young and old. Families going to and from the park. He would never have that again. But it was a sacrifice that needed to be made.
…One Hour Later…
What was he thinking? He couldn’t do this. He couldn’t give up Ginny, give up sex with Ginny for the rest of his life. And he was fairly sure plod mags weren’t exactly smiled upon at the seminary.
…Two Minutes Later…
Yes, he could. He could do it. No one said every choice you made in life was easy. But choices like these had to be made, and he would just suffer the consequences. Besides, he didn’t deserve to be happy. He just needed to make up for everything.
Especially what had happened with Snape. He felt responsible. And he hated knowing that those pansies in the Order had turned their back on him. He had known Severus wasn’t serving Tom Riddle (he had ceased calling him Voldemort once his heritage had been proven). Out of all of the deaths during the war, and there had been many, this was one he couldn’t shake. Still, Draco couldn’t help but feel like Severus wouldn’t approve of what he was doing now.
The now deceased Potions Master had once told Draco that, of all the Weasleys, Ginevra had been the “most tolerable.” This was Snape’s way of saying he was quite pleased with her work in school. She had, apparently, immense talent in the Potions field. At the time, Draco had found it annoying that a Weasley had been good at anything. He wished he had told Gin how impressed Snape had been. Now it was too late.
Ginny tried to recall the last time she had seen Theodore Nott. Back at school, he had never associated with one particular group of Slytherins. Nevertheless, she remembered him being smart; Hermione had ranted about him after her N.E.W.T level Potions class.
Luna saw Ginny over Theodore’s shoulder. “Ginny, how’s everything with that man at the bar? He seemed nice.”
“I told him to Floo me. I didn’t want to tie myself down to someone all night!” Turning to the former Slytherin, she smiled. “Hello, Theodore. I’m Gin—“
“Ginny Weasley. Of course I remember who you are. How have you been?” He answered in a smooth low voice.
As Ginny went to answer, she quickly appraised him. He was no longer the rabbit-y looking fifteen year old she remembered. In fact, he was a fit bloke. Tall, maybe 6’1” or so, with brown hair and hazel eyes. After sneaking a glance at Luna, it was obvious the girls both were having the same thoughts.
“I’ve been well, thank you. And you? What are you up to now?”
“I work in the research department at St. Mungo’s. In fact, I think I may have seen you a few times there. Are you a Head Healer?” After that, a long discussion commenced about the politics of the hospital. It was obvious that Theo was amazingly intelligent; he was meticulous in his questioning about her, and Luna’s, work. Unfortunately, the conversation drifted to other former Slytherins.
Theo hesitated before asking, “Ginny, weren’t you dating Draco Malfoy? I didn’t see him here tonight. Is everything alright?”
Breathing deeply, she explained everything that had happened (albeit very quickly in one breath). He looked embarrassed afterwards.
“Don’t worry, Theo,” Luna said, “you didn’t know. A lot of people don’t. Why don’t I buy all of us another round, hm? I’ll be right back.”
Turning, Theo immediately began his apologies. “I’m so sorry, Ginny. And I’m also shocked. It was obvious that he was completely in love with you. But we don’t have to discuss it anymore."
All Ginny could do was nod. Anytime she had to explain her newly single status, she felt drained. She was relieved when Luna returned with her drink. She decided to spend the rest of the night dancing away her worries. And it helped a little.
…Four Days Later…
It was a Tuesday when her Floo rang. She had set it up much like the Muggle telephone’s caller ID. The name of who was Floo-ing her was shown in the flames. She had glanced up from her paper work to see the name: Aleksander Maskirovka. She walked over to the Floo and answered.
“Ginevra, it is so nice to see you in and taking calls! How are you?” She hadn’t realized it on Friday, but his voice was positively intoxicating.
“I’m good. And you?”
“Well, I must confess that I’ve thought about you at least twice a day since we met. Please say you’re still available for tea on Friday. There’s a quaint place right outside Diagon Alley that I love. You are free, yes?”
A date with another man? She knew she had said she’d meet him, but what about Draco? Suddenly becoming angry, she realized they were done. A fling with a Ukrainian could help her stop thinking about her LD period (Loving Draco).
“I’d love to. I’ll meet you outside Diagon Alley at four o’clock?” As nice as he seemed, she wasn’t ready for another man to be in her apartment. Disconnecting her Floo, she returned to her papers.
She may not be totally out of LD, but she was well on her way.
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