Winning the Heart of An Almost Seven Year Old

Chapter 8: Not Accustomed to This Style

Time: 3 weeks later...

"Ginny, how long is she going to keep doing this to me?" Draco asked with Ginny sitting on his lap in Ginny's bedroom.

"I don't know Draco. She's pretty stubborn," Ginny said. "It'll take time. Maybe you should have a father daughter night. I do happen to know that she does like you."

"She doesn't show it," Draco said. "Even if I do take her, it'll be nothing but the way she treats me now except without you there for her to be scolded."

"Like I said, she's stubborn," Ginny said. "Then be a parent and scold her for me."

"Yes, I believe you mentioned that a time or two," Draco said and then pulled her towards him and kissed her. "You sure I could do that?"

Ginny pulled out and said, "Yes, for heavens sake Draco! I may have kept her from you for six years at least but I figured by now you could handle her, even though she does have an attitude here and there. Just promise me that before we elope you'll have a father daughter night with her."

"Ok, I promise I will have a father daughter night with her before we elope," Draco said. "You know how weird that sounded? Father daughter? Never thought I'd be saying that. And you got that right; she's got one hell of an attitude."

"I know," Ginny said leaning into him, "now come here."

"I love you Ginny," Draco said coming closer to her lips and settling his hands on her hips, pulling her closer to him.

"I love you," Ginny said and then sealing her words to him with a kiss, and also leaning into his chest and eventually, on top of him on the bed behind them only a few inches.

Time: Two days later...

"Lizzie! Are you ready yet? Your father is going to be here any minute now," Ginny said outside of Lizzie's room.

"I'm not going!" Lizzie said pouting a little.

"Yes you are. No arguing with me," Ginny said, "Now hurry up."

"Mummy!" Lizzie whined.

"No! Now hurry up before I have to dress you myself," Ginny said then added, "and you won't like what I have you dressed in either if you keep me waiting."

"Ok! Be out in five minutes!" Lizzie said giving in.

Ginny then went into the living room. She turned around to meet Draco's lips.

"Oh hello," Ginny said leaning into his embrace.

"Hi I missed you too," Draco said holding tightly not wanting her to escape from his grasp, "Is Lizzie ready?"

"Couple minutes," Ginny said leaning her head against his shoulder, "You should come around more often."

"What, not every night being in your bed is often?" Draco teased.

"Well, there is that," Ginny said, slightly teasing him by moving her hand over his area down below.

"Ginny?" Draco asked pulling apart in the tight embrace for a second.

"Hmm?" she replied looking in his eyes.

"You dare to tease me when you know we won't be able to start or finish before my outing with Lizzie tonight?" Draco asked, tilting his head down to the left, getting ready to kiss her.

"You got it," Ginny said, grinning like a chestier cat., "we may not be able to finish something before you go but there's always tonight afterwards."

"You tempt me too much," Draco said, kissing her into one long lip lock session.

Time: 10 minutes later...

"Excuse me! Why is it that I always have to see you when you're sticking your tongue down Mummy's throat?" Lizzie asked breaking Ginny and Draco apart as she entered the room.

"Don't be rude," Ginny said.

"Ready to go sweetie?" Draco asked ignoring that last question.

"Sweetie? Humph!" Lizzie said rolling her eyes, "sure, whatever."

"Look young lady," Ginny scolded, "you can stop this act that says, 'I hate my father,' because I happen to know you were bragging about him about two weeks ago. So you can stop that act right now and get over it."

Lizzie glared at her mother.

Draco glared back and said, "No use in glaring at your mother. Not with me around it won't. I won't put up with it."

"Neither will I," Colin said entering the room and looked at Lizzie.

"Now I believe I asked a question earlier. You still have not answered me in a way of being as your mother puts it, 'nice'," Draco said still glaring just a tad bit.

"Stop the glaring," Ginny said tugging at Draco's hand.

"Fine," Lizzie said, "I'm ready."

"Good, let's go shall we?" Draco said letting go of Ginny and taking Lizzie's hand, which she tried to pull away from but Draco's grip wouldn't let go.

Draco stepped into the fireplace and then they were gone.

They appeared in a café type of restaurant place. Draco led her to a table, which had already been prepared for them.

Draco pulled her chair out for her, motioning for her to sit.

She obeyed and sat in the chair.

A waitress came to greet them.

"What can I get you two tonight?" she asked.

"Water please?" Draco said.

"And you Miss?" she asked.

"Same," Lizzie said curtly.

"Ok, I'll be right out with your drinks," she said. "Unless you're ready to order now."

"I'll have a medium rare steak please," Draco said.

"And what kind of vegetable to go with it, sir?" she asked.

"Corn would be fine," Draco said.

"And what would you like Miss?" she asked Lizzie.

"Bacon cheeseburger," Lizzie said quickly and yet, a little rude like.

"Forgive her for the way she is speaking to you please," Draco said.

"Oh no problem," she said. "It doesn't bother me. I have a younger sister just like her. I'll be right out with your drinks."

The waitress went and then Draco turned to see Lizzie in her seat, fidgeting with her fingers, and also looking down, up, anywhere but at her father.

"Do you detest me that much for you not to be able to look at me, or to be rude even to a waitress for no good reason?" Draco asked.

Lizzie didn't answer.

"To think, from what I've always heard before, it's supposed to be that your only daughter loves her father, not hates her father," Draco said.

"I don't hate you," Lizzie said, finally speaking to him.

"Oh really now? Then what's with the attitude towards me?" Draco asked.

This time, Lizzie didn't answer. Mainly, the reason for that being, the waitress had just showed up with their drinks.

"Here you go," the waitress said, setting their drinks on the table. "Your orders will be out shortly."

"Thank-you," Draco said.

The waitress left.

"Well?" Draco continued from earlier.

Again, Lizzie didn't answer.

"Thought so," Draco said, with the same tone as Lizzie had once before during the night.

This is going swell, Draco thought. Sorry Ginny, I'm trying at least.

Shortly, the waitress had brought out there food, they ate, Draco paid, and then they left.

"Where are we going?" Lizzie asked.

"I thought we'd go get some ice cream," Draco said, "if that's alright with you."

They arrived at the ice cream parlor in Diagon Alley. Draco offered Lizzie some ice cream but yet, she didn't take it.

"What's wrong?" Draco asked. "I've never heard of a child not wanting ice cream."

He expected an answer about why she didn't want ice cream, not an answer from her attitude. But that's what he got instead.

"You wouldn't want to know," Lizzie said coldly.

"What was that? Perhaps I didn't hear you right," Draco said coldly back.

"You heard me right," Lizzie said thinking that since her mother wasn't here to scold her for being rude, she could do it anyway.

Draco ignored her comment as he began to eat his ice cream.

A couple of minutes went on like this before Lizzie spoke up in a very unusual nice tone. Or at least to Draco it was.

It wasn't completely rude but yet it wasn't completely nice either.

"Do you love her?" Lizzie asked silently not looking at him in the eyes.

Draco looked up, not believing what she had just said.

"Excuse me?"

"Do you love her? My mother. Do you love her?" Lizzie repeated.

"How do you think we got you?" Draco responded back.

"Why do you say that like you don't love her?" Lizzie asked.

"Why do you act the way your mother doesn't want you to?" Draco asked. "Especially,

when she's not around to scold you for it."

"Why are you being so mean?" Lizzie asked coldly.

"Hey it's not my problem that I've tried to be nice to you all night but all you seem to do is be nothing but disrespectful to just about everyone including me that we see tonight," Draco said.

"Do you love her?" Lizzie asked again but this time in a nicer tone of voice than before.

"Yes," Draco said, "now be a little bit more tolerable, would you?"

"Whatever," Lizzie said.

"I wasn't asking," Draco said looking at his daughter, "I was telling you."

"Yes Daddy," Lizzie said.

"If you don't like me then why do you call me 'Daddy'?" Draco asked hoping to get a response from her.

She didn't answer.

"Ok, don't answer that then," Draco said, "let's go."

Lizzie got up, wishing she had said something. Draco took her hand and took her home.