Against Her Will
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Present Day England
"Hey Gin, you ready yet? We're gonna be late! Get a move on!" Harry yelled impatiently from the bottom of the stairs.
"I'm coming, hang on a sec." She called out through the open bedroom door.
Ginny Potter was currently in her spacious, master bedroom getting ready for the Masquerade Ball that her impatient husband was forcing her to attend. Supposedly, it was being thrown for one of his co-workers daughters' engagement party. And supposedly, it was to be the party of the month, if not the year. She's always hated balls, not that they weren't what she always longed for, extravagant, gorgeous and the men were always very chivalrous. But they always unburied those memories from her past…memories that she would rather have kept buried six feet under in a steel shackled coffin…or at least out of her mind.
It always made her think of Him, the man that had haunted her nightmares every night, month after month and year after dreaded year. The man of her nightmares, and also the man of her most intimate dreams. Dreams she could tell no one of. Of course she had never told Harry, she could never tell him of her horrible, shady, past. The things she had done, people she had murdered for her own pleasure…horrible, terrible things that she had done because of His influence. He had always known how to bring out the worst in her.
Thinking of better things, she looked at herself in the floor length mirror, and admired her blood red dress. It was strapless and the bodice was corset style, with tiny sequins all over. He would've loved this dress…Ginny couldn't help but thinking. He had always made sure that she had had the best in life. He had taken care of her. Until the night He had turned on her, that's when her struggle really began, the struggle to be free of His menacing presence, His death grip on her "life". The life that He had said would be perfect. The life filled with adventure, love and passion. Just what she had thought she wanted, thought she needed…She had been a kid then…only sixteen years old…what a fool she had been to believe His awful lies, His venomous words, lying through his perfect teeth. She had fallen hard and fast, and He had been there to catch her. She only realized how awful a mistake she had made when it was already to late.
Flashback
It was the year 1830 and Ginny was having the time of her life. She had everything she could ever want, but there was something missing. Something she needed more than anything…she just didn't know what it was yet. As she was dancing with Alabaster Frank, she looked over his shoulder and saw Him. Her stomach flipped and her heart skipped a beat. Who is that perfect stranger? Ginny thought. Alabaster must have seen her puzzled look, for when the song ended he released her and went to go find someone else who would be more attentive.
Ginny frowned as he walked away, and decided to go out onto the balcony to get some fresh air. Not noticing that the man she had seen earlier, the one who had stolen her attention away from Alabaster, had followed her outside. She sighed as she looked up at the stars, it was a beautiful night.
"Just like you Miss," a voice extremely close to her ear whispered.
Ginny screamed and jumped away, almost falling over the railing. She caught herself just in time, and spun around to see who had frightened her. It was Him, the perfect stranger she had seen in the ballroom earlier…God he was beautiful. He was standing there with a bemused expression on his perfectly chiseled face. He had to be at least 6 feet tall, with extraordinary blonde hair that was falling into his gorgeous eyes. Blue? Or Brown? She couldn't tell.
"Are you okay Miss? I didn't mean to startle you." He said as he started inching closer to her.
"Y-y-yes. I'm quite alright; you just frightened me a little." Ginny replied as he looked down at her with that incredible smile.
"That is wonderful Miss, but I would like to make up for it. May I have the pleasure of having the next dance?" He asked as he took her tiny hand into his large one and kissed her lightly on the knuckles.
All Ginny could do was nod as he led her back to the dance floor. Her hand tingled on the spot where he had kissed her, like it had set her blood on fire.
They spent the rest of the night in each others arms as they twirled, dipped and waltzed like they were the only couple in the room. Ginny couldn't get enough of it. She was in heaven and she never wanted it to end. But sadly, the evening eventually had too and when the host announced that this would be the last song of the evening, she was terribly disappointed.
As the last song wound down, she looked into his incredible eyes; they were a deep chocolate brown, and smiled. He never let their eyes part as he held her in his amazingly strong arms. When it was finally over, he led her back onto the balcony and she stood at the railing viewing the amazing garden. He came up behind her and wrapped his arms around her waist and whispered into her ear.
"Ginny, will you stay with me forever?" He asked and his breath on her neck made her weak in the knees.
"I don't even know your name sir," Ginny replies teasingly.
"It's Dracula, but you can call me anything that makes you happy my love." He replied.
Ginny turned so she was facing him, staring into his intense brown eyes. They were filled with something, Love? Excitement? Adoration? Something else? Ginny couldn't tell. But she didn't need to know. She already knew that he knew that she was going to say yes.
He nuzzled her neck and asked again. And she couldn't bear the thought of saying no. So she didn't, she didn't need to, he knew he had her the moment on the balcony when she was staring at the stars.
He stopped his nuzzling just for a moment, to look around to make sure no one was near enough to hear the resulting scream as he sunk his fangs into her beautiful, milky white skin.