Ever had a bad day?
Think. Why was that day bad?
Did you get dumped? Fired?
Did you find out that you had lost people you once held dear?
How about waking up to the love of your life?
Yeah, the last one doesn't sound so bad does it? Well, that is until you realise that the love of your life happens to be missing something vitally important. You wake up in your room, nothing has changed, you roll over… and the sheets feel sticky. Confused, you lift them. Yes, the love of your life is missing their head.
It's only then that you realise that you are going to have one very bad day and that you're in serious trouble. Especially when you can't remember the last twenty-four hours and can't remember or prove if you are the one that killed them.
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"Draco Malfoy! Get your lazy butt down here this instant! The Hogwarts train won't wait for anyone, even us!" Narcissa shouted up the stone corridor to my room. With the walls and the floor being stone, her voice carried into my room well, however, she didn't seem to be in the best of moods. I realised that I was either I was incredibly late or she was irritable due to Father. Maybe he'd been violent with her again which meant that he could become violent with me and that certainly wouldn't look good, turning up to school with bruises or broken bones…and on that note… I pulled myself out of bed and pulled on the denim trousers that I had laid out the night before along with a black silk button down top. It's days like these that I am thankful that my upbringing caused me to be this well prepared. Along with the dark denim trousers, I pulled on some socks and smart looking black shoes and hauled my trunk out the bedroom door.
The corridor was dark stone and cold as I haul my heavy trunk of clothes out of the room and summoned Winky. Winky is my house elf but isn't allowed into any of the rooms so my belongings had to be in the corridor. Handing him my trunk, his ears flattened in concentration and he clapped his hands. With that it began to levitate after me. Winky has always had some problems controlling his magic and when he gets abused by the likes of my Father, it becomes raw and uncontrollable. Much like a young Wizard. However, elf magic has always been stronger than wizard magic. Another reason that they aren't allowed wands. For this reason, Winky wasn't allowed in the rooms as he had already completely ruined three and even though the Malfoy's were rich, it was a waste of time trying to fix everything.
I dragged my feet more than was necessary on the ten minute walk to the front gate across the large stone gravel, kicking the odd few pieces with the toe of my leather shoes. I wasn't looking forward to going to fifth year with all of the OWL exams and the reputation I'd gained myself. Everybody thought that I was either really thick or really smart, they all thought I was this evil bastard that I'm not. Nobody ever thinks the truth. All I want is to be loved. Always have done as my family has never shown me any affection apart from my auntie Bella. She was the nicest, she understood and she sat with me as I cried myself to sleep some nights out of fear. Fear of my Father, of what the world was slowly coming to, worshipping somebody like the 'Dark Lord'. Nothing but corruption could come of this. He wasn't just evil on the surface, he had no heart, or soul for that matter.
I reached the gates and my Father held both of his arms out, one for me to old for Side-Along-Apparation and the other for my Mother. I gripped the handle of my trunk, thanked Winky with my eyes and we turned on the spot.
The familiar uncomfortable feeling behind your navel you get when you apparate and the feeling of being squeezed through a rubber tube was all that stood between me and the undoubtedly long journey to my school where I was misunderstood and cold hearted. I hated myself. I really did. I was such a twat to everybody, and they didn't deserve it. The two people that did deserve punishment in my eyes were my Father and Voldemort himself.
Platform 9 ¾ was bustling with people all trying to look like ordinary Muggles, but some of them were wearing outrageous clothes that were about three decades out of fashion. The heartfelt farewells between children and parents. What did I get? A pat on the back from my formidable Father and a hug from my passionless Mother. Most parents for fifth year students were wishing them good luck and tearing up, Draco got two equally blank stares from his parents as he began to haul his heavy trunk onto the train before everybody else. I found a big compartment and managed to lift what must have been about ten stone worth of luggage over my head and into the storage compartments and sat down heavily. Might as well sleep on the journey. Might stop me getting molested by the pug queen Pansy.
She didn't understand when Draco pushed her away and shouted cruel things at her. He guessed that she thought he was trying to play hard to get. But seriously. Nobody plays that hard. She was repulsive and threw herself at him every second she got. On second thoughts… Maybe I won't sleep. She might do something stupid like attempt to rape me or something equally as pathetic. She wasn't very original…
I looked up just in time to see a frightened little face peer through the window at me with big innocent eyes. In that split second, so many thoughts ran through my head one of which being that I know her, I shouldn't like her because of her family but that was just the cutest thing that I had ever seen. Her red hair was flowing around her face, the same colour as freshly drawn blood, but her hair caught the light in a way that no liquid would. It seemed to shimmer before my eyes. Her eyes, so amber, but wide with that innocent little sparkle that I know my own eyes don't hold. In that split second where the door peeked open… I knew that I was infatuated with her.
"Ginny! Come on!" Shouted Ron, dragging the beautiful girl away from the door. "These goons want to go in there!"
Sure enough, Crabbe and Goyle barged through the door and threw their cases at the flimsy metal wall just right so that they landed next to my own, then with a grunt, they both sat down opposite me and seemed to try and make conversation but I waved them away easily with my dismissive answers. They then pulled out their comics from the inside of a small bag and stared at the pictures to try and look intelligent. I knew that then both wanted to appear smart. They both wanted someone to screw this year, but I doubted it. But I wanted someone. But not to screw. Someone with which I wanted to make love with, someone I wanted to hold and protect and be my complete self around. The girls I had been with were just mindless, emotionless fucks.
The door slid open again and me being as infatuated with her as I was, I wanted it to be the small redhead who opened the door and asked for me, but instead, it was the irritating Hermione Granger.
Her bossy voice squeaked out a "Malfoy, you're needed in the teachers compartment." And with that she walked off.
I resisted the urge to shout at her and call her names for not being the girl I wanted but I didn't. I simply gave a short wave to the buffoons, kneed Pansy as I passed her in the door way and strode down to the teachers compartment at the front of the train as it lurched into life.
I knocked on the thin glass of the door and I was welcomed in by Snape. He was the only one in there but to be honest, I wasn't really that surprised. What did surprise me though was that he pulled me in for a hug and wished me good luck with my exams and then said something completely unexpected. "The Dark Lord also wishes you luck with this years exams and has asked me to keep an eye on your progress in your three most important subjects that will help both you and him in the future."
Surprised, I asked what was probably the most obvious question one can ask in this situation. "What are the subjects and why?"
His answer surprised me even more. "You'll find that out for yourself in due time." And with that, the nasally voice cut off and he shooed me out of the cabin with the universal hand gesture of hurrying along.
I trudged my way back over to the small cabin where my stuff and apparent friends were, but before I got there, the door to my right opened and the one person I wanted to see the most ran flat into me. I felt her delicate, growing curves pressing into me through two layers of silk as she was also wearing a silk black top. The top was fairly low cut and as she was so small, I had a great view of her bright red bra underneath. Our legs entwined as we crashed to the floor, her landing quite unfortunately on top of me. As she sat up and realised that she was straddling me, in full view of her friends (but luckily not her brother) she mischievously grinded me gently in a movement that was subtle to everyone but me as I was struggling to stay in control of myself and rose fluidly offering me a pale and dainty hand in a gesture of help. The door closed and the frosted glass blocked her from her friends sight and I took her warm hand and rose myself. The train lurched again and this time I ended up pressing her into the wall with my arms in a protective gesture around her at just below her head height. In the space of about five seconds, I was hypnotised by her eyes, her sweet almost cherry like scent and her dainty, pale, and developing body.
"Sorry." She whispered, her voice sounding like perfect bells in my ear and she blushed.
Again, I was having to desperately try and control myself, but all I really wanted to do was wrap my arms around her and protect her.
"It's okay." I smiled. I felt my eyes warming up and my voice had a lot more warmth in than I realised. She cocked her head to the side adorably and smiled back at me.
"You know what, Malfoy? You aren't as bad as every makes you out to be." Her voice was soothing, calm and thoughtful, then I realised that I should let this delicate fruit back in to her friends before they noticed that any considerable amount of time passed. And instinctively I did something that played on my mind for weeks. I kissed her. She was shocked to say the least but it was only a little brush of the lips. Her breath was sweet and filled my head, Her lips were warm and soft.
"Keep this quiet." I whispered, standing back to let her go forth and ran my hand through my hair, messing it up as I so often do when I am stressed or put in a predicament that tests me, or I'm thinking too much.
Reluctantly, I turned to walk away but Ginny grabbed my hand and hugged me around the waist much like a small child.
"Weasley.." I tried half-heartedly to prise her arms from around me. I looked down and she was staring at me with that childlike innocent glint in her eyes. Blood red hair flowing around her face as she gripped tighter.
"Please, call me Ginny." She whispered with a half smile.
I winked. "No, I think I'll call you 'Red'" I was close to hyperventilating, but she let go and my heart rate slowed down a fraction.
"Okay." She shrugged and turned, pausing with her hand on the door. "Bye…Draco." She whispered, blushing and eyes filled with something that I didn't recognise.
"Bye Red." I laughed gently and walked away on shaky legs, heart thudding loudly in my ears.
They're right, you don't miss what you have until it's gone. I hugged her, and I felt whole, loved. But now she was gone and my mind and body both pined for her touch. I entered the cabin and sat down in complete silence, mind wandering to that encounter that felt like a life time but realistically lasted only about a minute. My skin felt like there was an electric current under the surface, I breathed deeply, relaxed and started to fall asleep.
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