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18 January 2006 @ 11:36 pm
HP Novel-Length - A Gift For Ginny: A Retelling Of The Nutcracker (ch10 - Lady Brigantia's Farewell)  
Title: A Gift For Ginny: A Retelling Of The Nutcracker (ch10 - Lady Brigantia's Farewell)
Rating: R/NC-17
Pairing: Draco/Ginny
Characters: Draco Malfoy, Ginny Weasley, Molly Weasley, Arthur Weasley, Ron Weasley, Hermione Granger-Weasley, Arthur Weasley (Ron's son), Thalia Weasley, Charlie Weasley, Lucy Weasley, Bill Weasley, Samantha Weasley, Cassie Weasley, Emmie Weasley, Percy Weasley, Penelope Clearwater-Weasley, Daniel Weasley, Elspeth Weasley, Eddie Weasley, Harry Potter, Kathleen Potter, Kayleigh Potter, Fred Weasley, George Weasley, Albus Dumbledore, Minerva McGonagall, Severus Snape, Narcissa Malfoy, Remus Lupin, Nymphadora Tonks, Lucius Malfoy, various Death-Eaters, Lady Brigantia, Brigantia's escort, Spanish dancer, Spanish guitar player, Arabian flute player, Tea Shop passersby, English fiddle player, English flute player, Russian dancers, shepherd boy, children in the playground
Word Count: 713
Also Posted On: My personal indigochild76 journal, Fanfiction.net, The Fire and Ice Archive, Toujourspur.com
Summary: An HP version of The Nutcracker Ballet by Tchaikovsky.
A/N: This was the first D/G fanfiction I ever attempted and ever posted for public review. All Harry Potter references are for books 1 - 5 (but BEFORE learning Ginny Weasley's full name).

Draco and Ginny just held onto each other after several sessions of love-making. Both content just to be in each others’ arms.

“We need to get up now,” Draco replied.

Ginny heaved a sigh, “I know we do… it’s all been so wonderful.”

“You’re wonderful… I can’t believe that you made me remember…”

“You should be proud of yourself… that must have been quite a curse you were under to make you forget your entire life beforehand.”

Draco paused for a moment, “Yes… it was…”

The two sat up and dressed themselves and then reluctantly exited the portal that brought them to their magical garden. Once in the woodland grove, they silently stared at the wooden door leading back into the candy-like castle of the Lady Brigantia… gatekeeper to the realm of the faeries.

“Well, we can’t stay here any more… we don’t belong here… we need to go back to our world and build a new life for ourselves.”

Ginny smiled and took a hold of Draco’s hand, “Yes… we’ll do it together.”

At that moment, Draco pushed open the wooden doors. There before them stood the lovely Lady Brigantia along with her handsome escort. She smiled sweetly and tucked her pale blond hair behind her ear.

“Are you not happy, my dears?” she asked.

Draco gulped, “Well you see, my lady…”

Lady Brigantia raised up her hand in order to silence him. She smiled, “You remember now…”

Draco nodded.

“Wonderful!” exclaimed the beautiful faerie woman. “It was only a matter of time… bringing the two of you here to this place was exactly what was needed for you to regain your memories.”

Draco tilted his head, “But I’ve been here for several years, my lady.”

Lady Brigantia laughed lightly, “Sweet boy… you see, the magic would only work if the two of you entered the faerie portals… the curse could not be totally undone without the aid of your truest love.” She gestured towards Ginny, “And you, my darling… are his truest love. You have set him free. They had said that you would.”

Ginny arched an eyebrow, “They? Who said this?”

Just then, there were two loud popping sounds. Fred and George apparated into the castle and stood next to the lovely faerie woman.

“Fred? George?” Ginny shrieked with delight. “This is your doing?”

The twins crossed their arms across their chests, “Why of course, darling sister,” Fred began.

“Would you really expect it to be anyone else’s?” George finished.

Ginny smiled and Draco chuckled.

“Thank you…” Draco replied.

The twins acknowledged Draco’s thanks with a slight nod and a smile.

“I have a balloon that will take you all back to England… just step inside, close your eyes and count to three…” the Lady Brigantia spoke… her voice soft and beautiful like the tinkling sounds of a music box.

Fred and George, Ginny and Draco all entered the balloon.

Draco smiled nervously and hugged Ginny close, “Everyone shut your eyes… one… two… three…”

Ginny opened her eyes only to hear the chiming of the clock… it was nearly five o’clock in the morning. She sat up feeling rather disoriented and frantically glanced all around her.

“Draco?” she asked aloud… but there was no answer.

She stood up and realized that she was no longer in a balloon or a castle, but in the living room of The Burrow… right next to the Christmas tree. She looked down and there before her she saw the little wooden figurine that her two favorite brother’s had given her… the figure of a little wizard soldier.

Ginny knelt down and picked up the little figurine… tears welling in her eyes. It had all been a dream… There was no faerie kingdom, no portals… no Draco. It had all been a dream. At that moment, Ginny burst into silent sobs.

All of a sudden, the red-haired girl felt strong hands grasp at her shoulders. She looked up into the faces of Fred and George.

“You all right there?” George asked.

“I’m fine…” Ginny sniffled. “I just had this dream…”

Fred and George glanced at each other… blue eyes sparkling.

“We have another present for you, dear sister,” Fred spoke.


“Come with us…” Fred and George spoke in unison.

“It’s waiting for you outside.”
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