Phoenix
By: Lady Demon
Draco Malfoy walked down the halls St. Mungo's. He hated hospitals, and hated them for many reasons. But his father had insisted on bringing him here to visit his mother, who was down with a bad case of Dragon Pox. Suddenly he saw a flash of red as he past one of the rooms. Backing up he saw Virginia Weasley lying on the hospital bed in a privit room. Her beautiful blood red hair was dull and limp around her compared it normal look, usually it looked like snaking fire, like it was alive. Her skin was paler than the sheets she was lying on, and her eyes, from Draco's angle, looked tired and aged. It was a stark contrast to the girl he traded insults with at school, the girl he fell in love with during his second year "Well, well, what's the littlest weasel doing in a privet room at St. Mungo's?" He drawled as he entered, carefully covering his concern for her.
"Go shag Zambini, Malfoy." Ginny replied in a pained voice.
"I'd rather not screw my own cousin, Virginia. Now, let's drop our respective social masks. I'm not the ass I make out to be, and contrary to popular belief, I do have a heart." Draco said curtly and took a seat beside her. She looked so fragile lying there and sick, *What could be doing this to her?*
Ginny looked him in the eye, she knew Draco loved her, she could see it in his eyes ever since she met him. "Draco, have you ever wondered 'Why' my family is so poor?"
Draco shook his head, "My father always told me it was because you guys had too many kids, but that's not it is it?"
Ginny sighed and closed her eyes, knowing this was going to be hard for him, "No, that answer is the reason I'm on my deathbed at age 16. I have cancer, Draco, I have leukemia. All my brothers have it with the exception of Ron. In every generation of my family Leukemia has struck down all but one, maybe two. Weasley's don't have big families because we want to, we do it because we HAVE to. All of our money goes toward our health." Ginny opened her eyes to look at him. She could clearly see the shock and pain reflected in his gray orbs, it tore at her heart. "I was hoping you wouldn't fall in love with me, which is why I always kept you at a distance."
Draco took her hand and gave it a gentle squeeze, his mind was going a mile a minute, "It'll be okay, Ginny. It'll be alright." He said in a sorrowful voice, then kissed her hand. He didn't want her to die. "There has to be some cure for this."
Ginny weakly shook her head, "They've tired everything, there's nothing they can do." Tears started to pour down her pale cheeks, " Oh, Draco, I don't want to die." She cried.
Draco sat down on the bed and carefully drew her into his arms, "Shhh." He started to hum a melody his mother used to sing to him when he was upset. Draco was still in shock, the girl he had loved since his second year was dying.
"Draco, I don't have much longer, promise me you'll join forces with Harry, Hermione, and Ron and defeat Voldermort. Please Draco, I know deep down you have a good heart." Ginny said in a weak voice.
"I promise, Gin, I promise. Please don't die, Ginny, don't die. I love you." Draco, for the second time in his life, cried.
Ginny's eyes slowly shut, " I love you too, Draco." She whispered, then she was gone as the last of her breath left.
Draco buried his head in her silky red hair, silent sobs shaking his lean frame as he rocked her lifeless body back and forth. Swearing on his life that he'd uphold the promise he made to her and then join her soon afterward.
~ End of Chapter 1 ~
That was the sad, with Ginny dying in Draco's arms. Flames are welcome because I'll ignore them.
I want a lot of reviews before I post the next chappy.
Bye Lady Demon
By: Lady Demon
Draco Malfoy walked down the halls St. Mungo's. He hated hospitals, and hated them for many reasons. But his father had insisted on bringing him here to visit his mother, who was down with a bad case of Dragon Pox. Suddenly he saw a flash of red as he past one of the rooms. Backing up he saw Virginia Weasley lying on the hospital bed in a privit room. Her beautiful blood red hair was dull and limp around her compared it normal look, usually it looked like snaking fire, like it was alive. Her skin was paler than the sheets she was lying on, and her eyes, from Draco's angle, looked tired and aged. It was a stark contrast to the girl he traded insults with at school, the girl he fell in love with during his second year "Well, well, what's the littlest weasel doing in a privet room at St. Mungo's?" He drawled as he entered, carefully covering his concern for her.
"Go shag Zambini, Malfoy." Ginny replied in a pained voice.
"I'd rather not screw my own cousin, Virginia. Now, let's drop our respective social masks. I'm not the ass I make out to be, and contrary to popular belief, I do have a heart." Draco said curtly and took a seat beside her. She looked so fragile lying there and sick, *What could be doing this to her?*
Ginny looked him in the eye, she knew Draco loved her, she could see it in his eyes ever since she met him. "Draco, have you ever wondered 'Why' my family is so poor?"
Draco shook his head, "My father always told me it was because you guys had too many kids, but that's not it is it?"
Ginny sighed and closed her eyes, knowing this was going to be hard for him, "No, that answer is the reason I'm on my deathbed at age 16. I have cancer, Draco, I have leukemia. All my brothers have it with the exception of Ron. In every generation of my family Leukemia has struck down all but one, maybe two. Weasley's don't have big families because we want to, we do it because we HAVE to. All of our money goes toward our health." Ginny opened her eyes to look at him. She could clearly see the shock and pain reflected in his gray orbs, it tore at her heart. "I was hoping you wouldn't fall in love with me, which is why I always kept you at a distance."
Draco took her hand and gave it a gentle squeeze, his mind was going a mile a minute, "It'll be okay, Ginny. It'll be alright." He said in a sorrowful voice, then kissed her hand. He didn't want her to die. "There has to be some cure for this."
Ginny weakly shook her head, "They've tired everything, there's nothing they can do." Tears started to pour down her pale cheeks, " Oh, Draco, I don't want to die." She cried.
Draco sat down on the bed and carefully drew her into his arms, "Shhh." He started to hum a melody his mother used to sing to him when he was upset. Draco was still in shock, the girl he had loved since his second year was dying.
"Draco, I don't have much longer, promise me you'll join forces with Harry, Hermione, and Ron and defeat Voldermort. Please Draco, I know deep down you have a good heart." Ginny said in a weak voice.
"I promise, Gin, I promise. Please don't die, Ginny, don't die. I love you." Draco, for the second time in his life, cried.
Ginny's eyes slowly shut, " I love you too, Draco." She whispered, then she was gone as the last of her breath left.
Draco buried his head in her silky red hair, silent sobs shaking his lean frame as he rocked her lifeless body back and forth. Swearing on his life that he'd uphold the promise he made to her and then join her soon afterward.
~ End of Chapter 1 ~
That was the sad, with Ginny dying in Draco's arms. Flames are welcome because I'll ignore them.
I want a lot of reviews before I post the next chappy.
Bye Lady Demon