Tales from the Cell
A/n: Uhm..yeah. Let's see how this goes..
She hated it here. This dark, soulless building. It was gray and the walls dripped with slime and mildew. The stench was horrible. But the noises. The wailing. The howling. The screaming. The weeping. Why did she come anymore? What did he mean to her now? Why did she still visit?
Ginny Weasley, age 29, was in Azkaban. Not as a prisoner. As a visitor. Her husband was a prisoner.every month she would do the same thing to get to him. Check in with the guard, walk past the dementors. Down the line of the wailing men and woman. Towards the cell of her husband.
This visit would be her last. She needed him to sign the divorce papers. Was he sane enough? Could he write? Her thoughts were swept away when she spotted him. Sitting there in the corner of the cell. How could she have fallen in love with this monster? How had they bared children? How had she allowed herself to marry a deatheater.Draco Malfoy.
Ginny forced a smile, nodding to the drooling woman to the right of Draco's cell. As Ginny got closer Draco looked up. His steely, cold eyes seemed to bore into Ginny's warm brown ones. Then he looked down as if he hadn't noticed her. Ginny winced and took a seat on a bench in front of the cell she had come to know so well. There were two stone benches attached to the sides, a sink, and a very old, dirty toilet. Draco had gone from the best of housing, to the absolute worst. Ginny surveyed the cell as she dug in her purse for the papers and a pen.
"Draco.I really need you to sign these." Nothing.
"Draco.look, it's over. We both know that. Sign the papers..for me. For Isabelle." Draco's head shot up. Something not so cold flickered in his gaze. He scooted closer to the bars.
"Isabelle.is my baby ok? Does she need her daddy Ginny? Will this paper make her feel better? Ginny! Why can't I see her Ginny?" To see tear fill this grown man's eyes was horrible for Ginny. He had been so.sturdy. Handsome. Now he was reduced to these tears.
"Draco, she doesn't understand. She's six years old! She doesn't understand that her father killed someone." Ginny winced. Those were the wrong words. Draco backed up, shaking his head, mumbling.
"No, Ginny. I had to. They made me! They said they would kill you. I couldn't let them, Ginny. I love you.."
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Knock. Knock.
"Coming..OH! Harry! Come on in, hurry now." Hermione beamed as Harry entered the flat she shared with Ronald Weasley. The trio lived close to each other, but Ron and Hermione had.moved a bit closer.
"Hey Hermione! How's Ron?....Ginny?" Harry stopped smiling as Hermione looked down. "She's there again, isn't she? Seeing him? Why didn't you stop her?"
"She's in love, Harry Potter. She married him. They have a child! Please don't tell me you still carry this.grudge! He was good to her. He was a wonderful father," Hermione sighed, looking up at her friend.
"Yeah, he was also a great Death Eater. I tried him, convicted him. He may have been a normal ol' Joe for awhile, but he went back, like we warned. Ginny know that, and yet she goes back."
"Oh Harry. She's having him sign the divorce papers today. All she needs is more." She quickly stopped as Ron walked up behind her, grabbing her shoulders gently and smiling at Harry.
"Harry! Are you ready? Two days!" Ron chuckled. Harry knew how he was feeling. He was elated at the event about to occur, but there was hurt, anger, and jealousy battling the happening inside. His little sister had turned in his mind. She had pretty much become a Death Eater when she said 'I do.' Did Ron still love her? Of course. He talked to her. He listened to her, gave her a shoulder to hide on. But he could not get over the fact that his sister had fallen in love with the ultimate enemy.
A/n: Woo. XD First chapter.nothing much. ( Good enough I say. The next ones WILL BE LONGER!! I promise. This is just the first chapter.see how everyone likes it kinda thing. PLEASE REVIEW PLEASE PLEASE!! XD Luv ya. -Bean
A/n: Uhm..yeah. Let's see how this goes..
She hated it here. This dark, soulless building. It was gray and the walls dripped with slime and mildew. The stench was horrible. But the noises. The wailing. The howling. The screaming. The weeping. Why did she come anymore? What did he mean to her now? Why did she still visit?
Ginny Weasley, age 29, was in Azkaban. Not as a prisoner. As a visitor. Her husband was a prisoner.every month she would do the same thing to get to him. Check in with the guard, walk past the dementors. Down the line of the wailing men and woman. Towards the cell of her husband.
This visit would be her last. She needed him to sign the divorce papers. Was he sane enough? Could he write? Her thoughts were swept away when she spotted him. Sitting there in the corner of the cell. How could she have fallen in love with this monster? How had they bared children? How had she allowed herself to marry a deatheater.Draco Malfoy.
Ginny forced a smile, nodding to the drooling woman to the right of Draco's cell. As Ginny got closer Draco looked up. His steely, cold eyes seemed to bore into Ginny's warm brown ones. Then he looked down as if he hadn't noticed her. Ginny winced and took a seat on a bench in front of the cell she had come to know so well. There were two stone benches attached to the sides, a sink, and a very old, dirty toilet. Draco had gone from the best of housing, to the absolute worst. Ginny surveyed the cell as she dug in her purse for the papers and a pen.
"Draco.I really need you to sign these." Nothing.
"Draco.look, it's over. We both know that. Sign the papers..for me. For Isabelle." Draco's head shot up. Something not so cold flickered in his gaze. He scooted closer to the bars.
"Isabelle.is my baby ok? Does she need her daddy Ginny? Will this paper make her feel better? Ginny! Why can't I see her Ginny?" To see tear fill this grown man's eyes was horrible for Ginny. He had been so.sturdy. Handsome. Now he was reduced to these tears.
"Draco, she doesn't understand. She's six years old! She doesn't understand that her father killed someone." Ginny winced. Those were the wrong words. Draco backed up, shaking his head, mumbling.
"No, Ginny. I had to. They made me! They said they would kill you. I couldn't let them, Ginny. I love you.."
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Knock. Knock.
"Coming..OH! Harry! Come on in, hurry now." Hermione beamed as Harry entered the flat she shared with Ronald Weasley. The trio lived close to each other, but Ron and Hermione had.moved a bit closer.
"Hey Hermione! How's Ron?....Ginny?" Harry stopped smiling as Hermione looked down. "She's there again, isn't she? Seeing him? Why didn't you stop her?"
"She's in love, Harry Potter. She married him. They have a child! Please don't tell me you still carry this.grudge! He was good to her. He was a wonderful father," Hermione sighed, looking up at her friend.
"Yeah, he was also a great Death Eater. I tried him, convicted him. He may have been a normal ol' Joe for awhile, but he went back, like we warned. Ginny know that, and yet she goes back."
"Oh Harry. She's having him sign the divorce papers today. All she needs is more." She quickly stopped as Ron walked up behind her, grabbing her shoulders gently and smiling at Harry.
"Harry! Are you ready? Two days!" Ron chuckled. Harry knew how he was feeling. He was elated at the event about to occur, but there was hurt, anger, and jealousy battling the happening inside. His little sister had turned in his mind. She had pretty much become a Death Eater when she said 'I do.' Did Ron still love her? Of course. He talked to her. He listened to her, gave her a shoulder to hide on. But he could not get over the fact that his sister had fallen in love with the ultimate enemy.
A/n: Woo. XD First chapter.nothing much. ( Good enough I say. The next ones WILL BE LONGER!! I promise. This is just the first chapter.see how everyone likes it kinda thing. PLEASE REVIEW PLEASE PLEASE!! XD Luv ya. -Bean