Chapter 1-Emilie

"See Emilie?" A tall blonde boy asked. "See what it feels like to do everything they never wanted you to do?"

The red head smiled. "It feels amazing Draco, fucking amazing."

Her newly applied dark mark caused a searing pain on her left arm but she had never felt so good in all her life. Emilie Virginia "Ginny" Weasley was finally herself, she was no longer who they wanted her to be. She had shed her hand me down robes and her unflattering hair do, her modest clothes and her ridiculous nickname, her good girl image and left behind all of her friends and family. Lying naked in the arms of Draco Malfoy she felt free. She was happy now. This was her life now.

6 Months Ago

It was a cold February day. It was the fourteenth of February to be exact.

'Valentines day,' Ginny thought. 'Another one spent alone.'

She was standing in the astronomy tower gazing out the window. Her brother was probably off snogging her best friend Luna Lovegood and Hermione had confided in Ginny that tonight was the night she would lose her virginity to Harry.

So Ginny stood there alone thinking about how Valentines day was the worst day of the year.

"You've been here an awfully long time Weasley, haven't you got anywhere else to be?" A voice asked from the shadows as a dark figure stepped through the doorway.

Ginny jumped from her shock. "Malfoy!? How long have you been there?"

"I followed you hear so I'd say I've been there for about 20 minutes, started getting bored felt like having a little chat."

"Wha- Why did you follow me?"

"Had nothing else to do, wondered what a Weasley does when they think no ones watching."

"I'm sure you've had quite an interesting show, watching me stare out the window," Ginny retorted.

"It wasn't the watching that was so interesting." He replied. "It was just amazing the way I could feel you thinking."

"Oh! Erm I didn't know you could feel a person think."

"Just a little trick I picked up recently," he replied lifting his sleeve to reveal his dark mark.

Ginny stared in amazement at the deep black serpent entwined through the a skeleton. She walked slowly in Draco's direction and without realizing she was even doing so she reached out and touched the mark.

She realized what she was doing after a moment and pulled away blushing.

"Sorry, I didn't mean to..."

"It's alright Weas- er what's your first name?"

"Emilie, but everyone calls me Ginny,it's short for Virginia, my middle name, I don't like it but I did when I was little and it just sort of stuck."

"Emilie Virginia Weasley," he said in a whisper that was hardly more than a breath. "Emilie."

"Erm we should probably go now, curfew is in 15 minutes and it'll take you at least that long to get to the dungeons from here," Ginny said.

"You're right," he replied.

The two stepped out into the corridor and went their separate ways.

Ginny couldn't stop thinking about the way that Draco had said her name, Emilie, like he was begging her to be something, like he knew she was everything and just didn't show it. One thing was for sure, she wasn't responding to Ginny anymore, Emilie just sounded so much more...her.