up to no good.

                      there had to be something poetic over the fact of another wizarding war at bay. how both forces of the world were morally grey now. the shared confusion of magic so powerful had been cast right under their noses. friends she hadn’t seen since hogwarts were now within her vacinity. enemies that hadn’t spared her single thought since the last war. it was a lot for ginny to take in & she prided in not letting her emotions get the best of her but she was different now. she was matured. despite her looking decades younger than she was, she was a mother now. a deep inhale & closing of her eyes was enough to ease away the worry that began to outweigh her pride.

                      her eyes had shot open a moment later & she let out a gasp at the sight of someone before her now. she held her hand to her heart & swallowed a breath, her eyes finally taking in the figure before her.   ‘   it’s just you. you gave me a fright, you know ?   ’   there was a soft touch to her voice before her eyes then widened, blinking a few times to get a grip of reality.   ‘   wait— is it really you ?   ’   

                    walking  around  diagon  alley,  fred  noticed  that  not  much  had  changed  about  the  place  ...  and  if  it  did,  he  didn’t  remember  the  fine  details  of  it  all.  blue  eyes  searched  the  buildings  to  fall  upon  the  familiar  font  of  ollivander’s  shop,  looking  into  the  window  at  the  display  of  wands  and  probably  hadn’t  changed  in,  well,  since  the  beginning  of  time  since  ollivander  was  obviously  immortal.  obviously.  a  voice  came  from  behind  him  that  pulled  him  from  the  deep  thoughts  he  didn’t  realize  he  was  having  about  the  old  wand  maker.  he  turned  to  glance  quickly,  wondering  if  the  person  was  talking  to  him.  the  motion  led  him  into  doing  double  and  triple  takes  before  he  finally  saw  ginny  standing  in  front  of  him.    ❝  ginny?  ❞

               Draco  was  hardly  the  same  person  he  was  during  his  Hogwarts  days,  but  there  were  still  a  few  things  that  were  unacceptable  to  him.  Waking  up  in  the  middle  of  the  street  was  one  of  them.  His  automatic  assumption  was  that  his  son  has  something  to  do  with  it,  probably  with  Potter’s  son  right  by  his  side.  So,  he  sat  up  on  his  elbow,  using  his  other  hand  to  rub  at  his  eyes  as  he  groaned.  “  Scorpius,  what’s  the  meaning  of  this?  ”

                    fred  had  to  take  a  moment  to  feel  his  torso  as  he  looked  down.  the  last  thing  he  remembered  was  hearing  percy’s  lame  attempt  to  be  funny.  his  eyes  moved  about  hogsmeade  for  a  moment  ...  thinking.  being  speechless  wasn’t  something  that  happened  to  fred  often  and  here  he  was;  speechless.  his  eyes  fell  down  to  the  ground  to  see  someone  laying  there.  with  a  quick  assumption  he  confirmed  it  was  none  other  than  draco  malfoy.    ❝  bloody  hell,  ❞    he  sighed  and  turned  away  from  draco  for  a  moment  before  turning  back  to  face  him.    ❝  i  would  come  back  to  life  with  you  at  my  side.  ❞    he  said  and  studied  the  other  for  a  moment.    ❝  unless  this  is  hell  and  you’ve  finally  joined  the  party.  ❞    he  said  and  stared  down  at  the  other  for  a  moment  before  offering  him  a  hand  up.