Story of Your Heart (2/?)
By: Rosandra May

Virginia turned to the first page of the worn out photo album. A large picture of two grinning teenagers greeted her, bringing back the memories of her past. Juliet stared in awe as her mother's younger self blew her a kiss, while her father had a glint of happiness shining through his silvery gray eyes.

"It all started during my fourth year in Hogwarts. Your father, Draco, was in his fifth year." began Virginia as she fingered Draco's face lightly, her eyes beginning to water at the very sight of him. "I never talked to him, although he was a known enemy to your Uncle Ron. Draco was unlike all the other boys I knew, and he scared me for what he was; for he was a Malfoy..."

"But Mommy," whined Juliet as she rested her head on a pillow, "I'm a Malfoy too!"

"And don't I know it." she replied sarcastically and grinned.

"Anyway, how'd you meet? Was it love at first sight?"

Virginia coughed, "I wouldn't exactly say that. Let's just say we weren't the best of friends."

Juliet nodded her head in excitement, "Well go on. Tell me everything!"

"Yes, of course! Now back to my memorable fourth year. It all started when..."

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Ginny packed up her books and rushed out the door. She had only four minutes to get to her next class, which was on the other side of the castle. The rest of her fellow Gryffindors headed one way, while she the other. No one else seemed interested in taking Healing Studies from her year. Not that much people knew of it, nor cared. It mostly involved the use of potions, and sometimes the use of wandless magic.

She took a sharp left from the dark hallway and heard a voice of an angel. She stood in place and listened to the soft voice as it sang a sad tune, moving her to tears. She could barely hear the words, so she walked towards the voice as if in a trance. The sweet voice drew her in like a Siren, a drug she couldn't get enough of.

The voice became louder with each step, her eyes straining to see who had this amazing talent. She finally spotted several figures hidden within the shadows, each playing an instrument. But there was only one that was singing... There stood Draco Malfoy, his smooth and melodic voice made her think twice of who he really was. How could such a cold-hearted person possess such an amazing voice? All she ever heard him use it for was to hex her brother or one of her brother's friends.

Draco stopped singing though, to her dismay, and glared at her direction. "Who ever is out there, show yourself."

A person would think that with a voice like that, the person would be a kind and gentle creature, not someone of Draco Malfoy's stature. But not everything was what it seemed to be.

She had a choice: run until she got to her next class, which she was already late for, or she could obey his command... Without much thought, she turned around and simply ran. She ran away from the usually deserted hallway, away from the students who had the gift of music, but most definitely away from those silver eyes that she could feel piercing her back.

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"So why was Father in the hallway singing?" asked Juliet.

Virginia shrugged, "I guess he just likes to sing. I like to sing myself."

She checked her watch, groaning. Ron was coming over with his family for dinner and she needed to prepare everything. "I'll tell you more later, Julie. Uncle Ron, Aunt Padma, and your cousins are coming over for dinner."

Juliet pouted once she heard this, "Can't you just tell me some more? Please?"

Virginia looked at her daughter sternly, "I need to set up dinner and I don't need to hear nagging. Why don't you make yourself useful and set up the table." It wasn't a question, but a command.

"Why don't you tell me the rest of your story and I’ll make dinner for us?” she suggested hopefully.

Virginia smiled down at her daughter. "How 'bout not? You can't even make a peanut butter and jelly sandwich!" She joked merrily.

Juliet pouted, "Mommy, you're being mean."

She winked back, "I know."

They walked out the door, hand in hand, to raid the kitchen. Juliet set up the simple table as she was told, while Virginia was busy looking over several boiling kettles. Both thought about the past, and what was to happen in the future. Just then, the doorbell rang. Virginia patted down her wild mane and made her way to the door. She smiled to see the faces of her brother's family.

"Hey Ron, Padma, Susie, John, Harry, and little Hannah." Virginia said in one breath. She kissed all of their rosy cheeks and moved out of the way, welcoming them in. "Dinner is just about done." She then turned her direction to her nieces and nephews. "Why don't you go play with your cousin now?"

The children nodded their heads and rushed towards Juliet's bedroom.

Virginia shut the door and sighed. Padma rushed towards the kitchen, while Ron looked at his only sister worriedly. "What's wrong Ginny? You could have just told us that you weren't feeling well. I'm sure everyone wouldn't mind..."

She just waved him off, "I'm fine Ron. Today has been what I had dreaded the most, and it's hard to believe that it went so smoothly."

Ron smiled warmly, "You dreaded to see your older brother? I'm hurt."

Virginia slapped his arm playfully, "Only by a year. I meant that I finally told Julie about her father." She grinned as she saw Ron's reaction.

"Virginia! How could you tell her that she's related to that creep? She's too young to know! Why, if she was my daughter, I would..."

"You would what, Ron?" she asked coldly.

Ron blushed at his antics. "Nothing. I would do nothing."

She smirked, "Exactly what I thought. Come on, dinner should be ready by now."

Ron quickly agreed and both walked towards the kitchen. They were greeted with Padma pouring in the soup into everyone's bowl. She looked up at her task and smiled at them.

"Hope you guys catched up in everything. This soup looks delicious, Virginia."

Virginia grinned at the compliment, "Thanks Padma. Hopefully it tastes just as good."

The children came in and soon sat in their rightful places. Juliet ate as quickly as she could. Her theory was that the faster she ate, the faster she could hear the rest of the story. Virginia on the other hand took her time. She could tell her daughter was excited though.

"So Mom, when do I get to see Father?"

Virginia spat out her soup. "What?"

Juliet peered at her curiously and pouted, "I want to see Dad."

Everyone watched silently as Virginia shooked her head vigorously, "We can't, Dear. I lost touch of him after all these years. Plus, I can't bare to face him again."

"Fine." came Juliet's curt reply, while smiling as if she was in on a private joke.

Virginia knew that smile. It was the same smile that Draco would always have before he caused mischief...

She stood up from her seat and placed the dirty dishes in the sink. Juliet did the same thing, and followed her mother to the master bedroom. The rest of the Weasley's looked at each other confusedly, but continued to eat.

Meanwhile, Virginia shoved the photo album back in its place. She yanked at her thermal blanket, and wrapped herself under its warmth. This is what she needed, just to relax... It was short lived however, when Juliet began to jump on the bed.

Virginia moaned in frustration as she placed a pillow over her head. Juliet began to jump even higher, all the while singing out of tune to one of the songs from her old Wistful Bliss cd.

"Leave me alone
within twenty minutes
you'll run to yur phone
what am I talkin about?
just wait and see
within that twenty minutes
you'll think it's all a dream
u might think I'm happy
but do u really care?
I have a secret to tell u
a secret I must share..."

"Juliet! Stop it before I ground you!" Virginia yelled out in frustration.

"Only if you continue the story." Juliet replied stubbornly.

Virginia sat up and glared at her daughter, who acted so much like her father, that it was scary at times. "I'll tell the rest now, but you have to promise to behave in the morning."

"I promise!" she replied back chirpily.

Virginia rolled her eyes as she hugged her daughter tightly. "Let's say goodbye to everyone then. They must be wondering where we went off to." Juliet frowned but had no choice but to agree.

"The food was great Ginny. Hopefully we could do this some other time." grinned Padma as she shuffled her children out the door.

"Yeah, just so you could have a break from cooking." Virginia replied dryly.

"You know my mind so well!" Padma laughed. "Just remember we're going shopping with the rest of the girls."

"Yes, of course. Goodbye now!" She closed the door and leaned against it. Closing her eyes, she stood there. That is, until Juliet pulled at her sleeve.

"Mommy, you promised! Tell me the rest now!"

"Fine." Virginia entered the decent sized living room and laid down on the love seat. Juliet made herself comfy on a nearby chair and waited for her mother to continue.

Virginia continued on about her past. "My healing class was just about normal, except for the fact that I was thirty minutes late. I was headed to the Great Hall for lunch..."

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She treaded towards lunch, her feet sounding too loud for her liking. She hated lunch, and dinner, and even breakfast out of the whole school day. It wasn't that she didn't like to eat, she just felt left out all the time. She faced the fact; she had no friends. She hanged out with her brother's friends once in awhile, but she knew that they found her to be a quiet pest.

Entering the Great Hall, she was greeted with the whole school, everyone sitting with their own cliques. Not her though. She made her way towards the girls in her year and sat next to one of them. The girl in turn unconsciously scooted away from her.

This was her life, and she hated it with a passion. But the poor 'Weasley girl' held no passion. As some would call her, she was just a doll that never spoke, nor held any emotions. It wasn't true though. She always felt the pain, the fear, and the loneliness...

Dozens of owls flew overhead. No one would ever send her an owl. Everyone deemed her unimportant to take the time to write her a letter. If anything happened at home, they would always send it to Ron, who would then relay the message to her.

But today wasn't like all the other days. She was surprised to see a rolled up parchment on her plate. Grabbing hold of it anxiously, she unrolled it and read.

Dear Miss Weasley,

You are cordially invited to the screening of Wistful Bliss.
When: Tonight at 8pm
Where: At the 4th floor.
Let the music guide you...

~Members of Wistful Bliss

ps. bring no one with you, and don't tell a soul about this.
pps. Hope you liked what you heard before... Next time, don't run away.

She blushed as she read the final line. So they knew who she was. She looked up to see several letters that looked just like hers. Their owners were from all the different houses, except hers. No one else from Gryffindor held the letter. If she hadn't spied on the group, she wouldn't have gotten the invitation. She was glad that she did. Finally, she was in on something that her brother and his friends didn't know about. She was going, no matter what...

She got up from her seat and walked out of the hall. Someone else did the same and brushed up against her body, sending shivers down her spine.

"I hope to see you there Virginia.,” the low voice whispered softly in her ear.

She gulped and nodded her head dumbly. The voice chuckled and his presence was gone. She looked up at the retreating figure to see the back of Draco Malfoy, all around bad boy. She took a deep breathe and continued on to her next class, but a certain Slytherin filled her thoughts throughout the day.

~

Too long. Too short. All of them worn out. Ginny glared at her wardrobe with great dislike. Everyone else had pretty cloths, always adding on each year with the new fashions. Not her though. Every single garment that she owned was mostly from the second hand stores.

She shoved the rest of her clothing back in her truck and flopped on top of her bed. She had less than an hour till the screening, and she didn't know what to wear.

"Need help Ginny?" asked the kind voice of Patricia Norwood. She stood just outside the room, peering at Ginny worriedly.

Ginny jumped as she heard the voice. She scrutinized Patricia's figure, then slowly smiled. "Actually, I do. Can you lend me some of your cloths for tonight? Please?"

Patricia gave her an all knowing smile, "Going on a date now, are we? Of course you could. Just give me all the details later." She said, her deep brown eyes twinkling. She walked towards her large truck and quickly opened it. She shuffled through several of her possessions, but finally brought out a breath-taking green dress.

"It's perfect!" Ginny said in awe.

"I know." grinned Patricia as she threw it towards her. Ginny caught it and felt the smooth fabric. It was one of the softest and most silkiest fabric that she had ever felt before in her life. It slid through her hands like water and onto her lap.

"Thank you so much Patricia!"

"No prob. Deep green isn't really my color. You can keep it if you want. I have no use for it." Patricia said warmly.

Ginny wanted to be in Patricia's shoes. Everyone knew she was rich, although she would always say she wasn't. Oh how she wished she could give away very expensive cloths without a single thought; to have money that she could spend without worrying if she spent too much...

Patricia folded the remaining cloths neatly into her trunk and closed it carefully. "I better finish the rest of my homework now. Have fun Ginny. You deserve it."

"Thanks. See you later Patricia." Ginny replied shyly.

Ginny quickly changed into the dress and surveyed herself in the mirror. Her face looked plain, and she was too skinny for her liking. "I need makeup..." She eyed the eye shadow and lip gloss of her other roommates. "They wouldn't mind if I use a tiny bit..." She applied shimmery green eye shadow and touch of gloss on her lips. Satisfied, she walked out of her room and towards the fourth floor.

She met up with several people who were going to the private screening as well. She walked with Jasmine, a Ravenclaw, and several Hufflepuffs. All of them chattered about what to expect, and if the group was any good.

They clambered up the stone steps until they finally reached the fourth floor. Others were already there, moving about confusedly.

"What's going on?" Jasmine asked a nearby Ravenclaw.

"Dunno. Nobody seems to know what the invitation was about. And it said to follow music, but we can't hear any."

Ginny strained her ears to hear anything at all, but all that she heard were the voices of everyone around her. She looked around the crowd to see if there was anyone that she knew. And then she saw, or more likely, heard him. At first, it was soft and barely inaudible. Then, it became louder and more angry.

Everyone stopped their aimless chattering and listened expectantly. They all grinned and slowly as a group, followed the music as was told. Some hummed to the music, while others stained silently to listen. Ginny did none of these, but began to outright sing. How she knew the lyrics, she didn't know, but she could have sworn to have heard the song before.

Then there they were, five figures all playing instruments, and Draco Malfoy strumming the guitar. He eyed the crowd coolly and stopped singing.

"We're Wistful Bliss." he said.

"Ya, and we're a band." said a dark haired girl with a bit too much eye glitter.

"And we were waiting for all of you." Draco eyed the crowd and rested his eyes on her.

"We're also looking for a lead singer. Miss Weasley could audition first." he smirked.

"Me?" Ginny squeaked nervously as she backed away from him. He caught her arm and pulled her towards the band.

The girl with too much eye glitter grinned, "It'll be just fine. Just sing the words."

Ginny began to shake nervously, "What words?'

Another boy with long hair draped around his shoulders waved his wand; making words appear out of thin air. "Those words." he said simply.

Was she going to go through this? Of course she was. She needed to prove it to herself, as well as everyone here. She was an okay singer, but not the greatest. And if she messed up, a few memory charms were in order. She giggled at her last thought.

She stood in front of the 'band' and faced the crowd. All the students faces looked at her expectantly. Taking a deep breathe, she listened to the intro music. She sighed in relief. It was a muggle song, and one of her favorites too!

"It won't be easy, you'll think it strange
When I try to explain how I feel
That I still need your love after all that I've done

You won't believe me
All you will see is a girl you once knew
Although she's dressed up to the nines
At sixes and sevens with you

I had to let it happen, I had to change
Couldn't stay all my life down at heel
Looking out of the window, staying out of the sun

So I chose freedom
Running around, trying everything new
But nothing impressed me at all
I never expected it to..."

"You're the new singer for Wistful Bliss." he said nonchalantly.

She stopped singing and gaped at him, "I can't sing. I'm not a good singer like you. You're supposed to be the singer." She blurted out, stating the obvious.

"No Ginny," said a girl by the name of Audrey, "You really are great. You sing like an angel."

"But we don't play those types of songs. We play rock." Another band member, her having wavy brown hair, wearing a very short skirt.

"But we made an exception for tonight." A rather cute boy behind the drums added in.

Ginny sat on the ground in a stupor. How did she get into this mess? She was too scared to actually stand in front of a huge crowd... But didn't she do just that? And why was she still here?

Slowly getting up, she swiped her dress to get rid of the dust, and bolted. She was blocked, however, with one very muscled body blocking her path.

"Now now Weasley. Didn't I tell you not to run away again?" grinned Draco.

"Draco," she looked up at him pleadingly, "I can't possibly be in a band. I'm..." She didn't get a chance to finish because she fainted dead away.

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AN: I wrote a long chapter this time. Go and review if you want this story out sooner!

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