Not Like Romeo and Juliet, Really Now!

Not Like Romeo and Juliet, Really Now!

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Sometimes I think I must have gone crazy. I mean, a Malfoy in love with a Weasley? But I need only think of her, and then, nothing but her matters any more.

Yes, I'll admit it is a bit like that old Muggle story of "Romeo and Juliet." She told me that, after her hearing about it from Granger; no, not Mudblood anymore. After all, she's Ginny's friend, so I now tolerate her presence. After all, unlike Potty or Weasel, she didn't try to kill me when she found out Ginny and I were dating. Ah, yes, I remember the rather colorful threats from Ron, complete with several threats of sticking broomsticks places where I really didn't think they could go. Granger actually stood up for me; saying I wasn't that bad. Maybe she's the one that's not so bad after all.

Where was I? Oh, yes, Romeo and Juliet. That cliché is so over-used in relation to us. I swear, if one more smart-ass makes a snide comment about it, then I will personally break their God-damned nose.

Sorry about that. It just ticks me off that people can't come up with anything else to say. I mean, there are tons of insults just waiting to be used. "Hey Malfoy, how do you feel about being the most expensive thing a Weasley's ever had?" "Don't stand too close to me, Malfoy, you might give me the Muggle-loving disease you caught from Ginny." Oh, and here's a good one for two people. A tag-team insult, if you will.

First person: "Malfoy, th only way you could possibly get any lower now is if you shagged that Mudblood Granger."

Second person: "How do we know he's not having Weaselette as a main course, and Granger for dessert?"

And that's only from the top of my head. Really, I wouldn't mind nearly as much if the insults were more creative, but they aren't anywhere close. A flobberworm could write better insults. "Hey Romeo, where's your Juliet?" "When's the double funeral?" "When's the quickie marriage followed by double suicides, Malfoy?" Really, now! Those are insults to insults. Enough of that.

Once again, back to Romeo and Juliet. First of all, Ginny and I are not getting married anytime soon. We've got the rest of our lives ahead of us, there's no reason to hurry into things we aren't ready for. Secondly, neither of us are the suicidal type. Our families, well, we haven't really told them the real truth, afraid of a feud erupting. Also, every time I mention telling our families, we get into another huge fight. Actually, it doesn't really matter what either of us says, we'll usually end up fighting. Nothing new about that, since we've always fought; terribly. I hate that Bat-Bogey Hex she has. If we really were like Romeo and Juliet, we'd never argue, and be lovey-dovey all the time. Since this is real life, that is not the case at all. It's really amazing that we're still together, despite all the fighting.

Weaselette is still upset about it. She won't admit it, but it hurts her that he doesn't approve. Her family means a lot to her, so she was thrilled that Fred and George approved of me. Actually, I was shocked that they did. I guess it didn't help that I was a loyal customer of Weasley's Wizarding Wheezes. Yes, they were Weasleys, but they had the best merchandise.

Potter got over it eventually, with Granger, er, Hermione's help. Weasel -maybe I should stop calling him that- er, Ron was just too stubborn to listen to reason. Harry -that didn't hurt as bad as I thought it would- doesn't really approve, but at least he's civil, which is more than I can say for Ron. Luna Lovegood accepted me right away, which made Ginny feel a lot better, seeing as how they're best friends, especially after their fourth year. People may think she's weird, but really, once you get to know her, she's not that bad. And, seeing how many of my old Slytherin 'friends' have effectively disowned me, I'll take any friend I can.

Ginny's the only person I'll let get away with using the Romeo and Juliet cliché. She looks so damn wicked that I just can't resist. "Hello, my Romeo," she says, with a dangerous glimmer in her eyes. God, I love it when she does that.

Usually I'll reply, "Hello to you, too, my fair Juliet," She'll usually giggle a bit at being called fair, which usually kills the mood. She looks so cute when she laughs. So sweet and innocent. Every time I see that look, I make a silent promise that I will never let anything harm that innocence. I've never told her this, though, and I probably never will.

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If you had told me last year that I'd be in love with Ginny Weasley, be friends with Luna Lovegood, call Granger a Mudblood no more, and no longer call the-famous-Harry-Potter exactly an enemy, I probably would have told you that you were bloody crazy, and hexed you. Although, not with a Bat-Bogey Hex; those bloody hurt! Anyway, now that I'm living and breathing it, it's not that bad. In fact, I find myself actually enjoying this twisted Romeo and Juliet story.

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