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I decided to work on Theories on How Danger Finds Us before I drove up to Tallahassee today at 2 pm. :) This section gets a bit serious, but it doesn't stay that way for long and this chapter is far from finished. I have a lot more to go, so don't expect it for a while. Especially because I have three papers and some tests coming up before I'm done for the semester at the end of April. After that, I have the entire summer to relax and work on all of my stories some more (I haven't worked on The Prince or Every Season in ages! Plus! New round of the [livejournal.com profile] dgficexchange!).

But, for now, I shall give you all a bit more of chapter 8:


I snorted. “Lemme guess? Is this the part where you guys turn a pumpkin into a beautiful coach and you turn a torn and tattered dress of mine into a beautiful ball gown?”

Draco put an arm around my shoulder before replying. “Ginny. Love. Do you honestly think that Blaise and I would do something that pig-headed for a first date?”

I glanced over to Blaise and then back at Draco. “Yes.”

Blaise burst out laughing, as Draco turned to glare at him. “I don’t see how you could find that funny, Blaise. You do realize that she’s insulting you as well.”

Blaise took a couple of deep breaths, composing himself. “Of course, you berk, but come on. Please tell me that you don’t find the imagery she just conjured up to be hysterical.”
“What do you mean?”

“Just imagine it: she’s Cinderella and we’re the fairy godmother, or godmothers, in this case.”
Draco took his free hand and slid his palm down his face, starting at his forehead.

“I swear, I will never be able to understand how your twisted mind works, Blaise,” I uttered, shaking my head slightly.

“Yes, well, enough about that. Back to the topic at hand: your first date.”

“You guys act as though I’ve never dated before. I have had boyfriends, you know.”

“Yes, and all of them were monumental failures. Thomas: has yet to get over you and still won’t speak to you after you broke up with his jealousy-prone arse. Corner: last I heard, he’s decided to bat for the other team, if you know what I mean. Oh, and lest I forget Potter: the saviour of the world is now shacking up with none other than the former resident slag of the Gryffindor house, Lavender Brown. We’re here as a form of insurance,” Blaise stated, ticking off each of my failed relationships on the fingers of his right hand.

“Did you really have to remind me about that last one?” I asked with a cringe.

“Numbing the pain for a while will make it worse when you finally feel it,” he replied with a sagely nod.

“Thank you, Dumbledore,” I shot back.

“What? It’s true. You need to accept the fact that Potter decided to run off with a skank after you broke up with him. It’s nothing on you that he decided to do that. We know that it was kind of tough to break up with him, but by repressing that moment, you’re not doing yourself any good when you finally decide to think about it.” Blaise paused, furrowing his eyebrows. “And how did you know that Dumbledore said that?”

“I haven’t really talked to Harry all that much since the break up since he got royally ticked off when I broke up with him. He’s with Lavender because he’s making up for the lack of physical contact that he got with me. I don’t like to talk about it because you’re right; it was tough for me to break it off with someone that I thought I was going to spend the rest of my life with. And I know that Dumbledore said it because Harry’s tried to talk to me, and he’s rather fond of using that line on me. I’ve already felt enough pain having to deal with the constant threat of losing him and leaving him; I’m done with that part of my life.”

“And you see, Ginny,” Draco began, picking up the conversation as he began to lead me away from our classroom, “we don’t want you to go through that with what’s-his-face.”

Gareth, Draco. Gareth,” I provided.

“Right. Gareth. Anyways, Blaise, Pansy and I have become quite fond of your presence in our little circle and we know how you are when you’re around this Gareth – you get all giggly and you blush a lot. Keeping those thoughts in mind, we decided to assist you with this whole dating business since we consider ourselves quite astute in the art of dating.”

“We’re not serial daters, or anything like that,” Blaise continued, “but we’ve had enough relationships that we decided to combine our collective experiences to form some theories on how to successfully date.”

“Right,” I drawled, looking back and forth between the two men. “Are you two sure that you aren’t Psychology majors?”

“Well, I’m the Psych major, but you know that Blaise isn’t,” Draco replied, raising a hand.


And yes; the Dumbledore line is an actual line from the HP books. I'm crafty like that. :P And look! Draco's major has been announced!


Thoughts would be wonderful. :)

xoxox

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Date: 2009-03-31 07:14 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] turkeyish.livejournal.com
Draco took his free hand and slid his palm down his face, starting at his forehead.

Hahaha, I got the clearest mental image from this. Hilarious as always. And Draco the Psych major? BE STILL, MY HEART. Nerdy Draco FTW! :D

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Date: 2009-04-01 08:36 pm (UTC)
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From: [identity profile] xalexandriam.livejournal.com
Shaweet! :D I love to hear when my descriptions provoke awesome mental imagery.

HAHAHA I thought Draco would be awesome as a Psych major only because he's had so many issues that he's overcome that he would want to prevent other people from going through what he went through. I love me some Nerdy Draco! :P

OH, AND THE CONCERT WAS MADE OF ULTIMATE WIN.

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