Broken

A Draco Malfoy/Ginny Weasly Paring

Ginny sat at Gryffindor table b Harry, his arm slung over her shoulders, and across from Hermione and Ron. Ron and Hermione kept glancing at each other, shoulders barely touching, hands laced under the table, Harry and Ginny simple smiled at each other as Harry removed his arm and began to eat. Ginny immediately tensed up and stirred around the food on her plate, she may have acted happy when anyone's attention was on her, but the truth was, that she wasn't, she was no where close to it. Harry may have treated her good in public, but when there wasn't anyone around, it had better be all about him, or it wasn't good for Ginny. Truth was, she never felt more alone than when she was around any of the others.

Mercury eyes scanned the Gryffindor table, filthy traitors the lot of them, all but one, it was she he was searching for, then he saw it, the lovely copper hair the seemed to have a life of it's own, the owner undoubtedly the youngest of the Weasly clan, Ginny. He watched the rigidity of her stance, how her back was completely straight although she was slightly hunched over, he could not see how she was eating, but she appeared to only be pushing her foot around her plate. Some would say he was obsessed, after all, he was suppose to hate her, she was after all a blood traitor, belonging to that Muggle loving father, Arthur Weasly, a 'disgrace to the name of wizards everywhere.' That's what his father told him. But he couldn't keep his eyes off of her, she had grown a lot since her first year, in the four years that she had been there the transformation was incredibly, gone was the little girl that stuck by Harry's side for everything yet almost never spoke up, she was now an incredibly outspoken young woman, her hair less wild, hung down her shoulders with a light curl at the end and a shine to it, no longer dull. Her freckles had become less prominent and now only accentuated her fine facial features. She had grown much taller, nearly as tall as himself, and her eyes sparkled with fire behind them, that was, whenever she wasn't around scar head, when she was around him, she seemed more like a shell, the brilliant woman he was drawn to disappeared, she just sat by his side, not talking, her eyes looking hollow, agreeing with whatever he was saying, Draco wondered what had occurred to present this change. He watched her across the table, she looked over at scar head No that couldn't be, did she just glare at him? He thought to himself, it certainly looked like it, but his imagination could be running awry again. What to do, A Malfoy wanting A Weasly, father gonna just love this.

Ginny looked up at Harry and glared at him, she hated him so much, but was so afraid to leave him, he owned her heart, and could crush it at will. She listened to Hermione brag about a new spell she learned. Well good for you! How...GREAT that you can succeed in every little thing you do while the rest of us have to struggle. Ginny thought vindictively as she listened to the topic of conversation take a turn, this time Ron was talking about Quidditch, god she couldn't stand it, and this only got Harry started in talking, her brother sucked as Keeper, why could no one else besides the other houses see that, and her that is. Finally Ginny had had enough, and she snapped, he mouth opened and someone entirely not her began to yell at them.

"Oh my freaking God! Why can't you morons get it though your stupid heads that I don't give a flying flick about anything you say! Harry, with you all it is is Quidditch, Quidditch, Quidditch, and Ron same with you, that is if your not talking about Hermione..." Which at this point, Hermione blushed a deep shade of red. "And Hermione, 'I learnt this spell and I learnt that one, and I got another A, and I got this many house points, NO ONE FREAKING CARES!!" Ginny yells and Hermione, Ron, and Harry look at her in a hurt manner.

"Ginny..." Harry says and quickly his anger gets the best of him. "What in the bloody hell is your problem! You have no right yelling at us like that, now apologize to Hermione and Ron." He says grabbing her arm.

"I AM NOT apologizing to them, I meant what I said!"

"NOW, Ginny..." Harry says curtly, he was becoming very pissed.

"No!" She yells as he grabs her hand under the table and everyone thinks it's over and return their attention to their own food and conversations, however, all is not well under the table, Harry has her hand in a vice grip and is squeezing her hand and moving the bones, crunching them, Ginny tries desperately not to cry out in response, not wanting to give him the satisfaction.

Dumbledore cleared the plates, signaling the end of Lunch break, and everyone got up from their tables, Malfoy watched Ginny virtually flee from the table beside Harry. He used the commotion to his advantage and carefully slipped out behind her, watching her run out of the castle onto the grounds, he followed her and watched her precariously as she neared the lake edge, she looked out onto the water in a way that made him feel very nervous, she looked almost suicidal. He jogged over to her and placed a hand on shoulder, only to find her whipping around and her wand in his throat.

"God..Weasly, chill it's me, and I don't currently have my wand out to hex you into oblivion, so could you kindly remove yours from my throat." He said with his trademark sneer. Oh yeah, that'll get her to tell you what's wrong.

"Malfoy..." She begins, but seeing as he wasn't about to kill her she decided to drop her tone to something less venomous. "Sorry, but you scared me, and your usually such a hardass anyway that I figured your were coming out to gloat." She says as she drops her wand and sticks it in her pocket.

"Hey...I'm not always like that." He says puzzled at the venom in her tone, she was never that upset with him, something must be bugging her. "So is 'The-boy-who-lived- the perfect perfect boyfriend?" He says sort of vindictively, he just hated Potter so much he couldn't help it. But with the shiver that passed over her body, and how she tensed up at his name it indicated that he might be right. "Trouble in Paradise?"

"None of your business Malfoy!" She yells as she sits down on the grass looking out onto the water. "It's nothing I can't handle myself." She says, her voice barely a whisper.

"But there is something to be handled?" He inquires as he sits down on the ground by her, all venom in his voice gone, just simple and serious.

"Why are you here Draco?" She asks pitiably, it had sounded like she'd given up.

"I came to see if you were okay." He says looking away, unable to stand her intense amber gaze. "It looked like you were hurt or something." He says and as his shoulder bumps hers accidentally he can feel her flex her hand, her muscles ripple under the small motion.

"I'll be okay..." She murmurs, it wasn't very convincing, she cradled her arm gently in an attempt to stop the throbbing pain. "I'll be okay."

He listened to her murmur, he wasn't convinced and wasn't sure whom she was trying to convince, him, or herself. He watched her flex her hand and on reflex reached out and grabbed her hand. He saw it was red and bruised, it had swollen slightly and she recoiled when he touched it, he assumed her to be in pain.

"Who did this? Was it Scarhead?" Draco asks, anger rising in his voice, if Saint Potter had the audacity to hurt a girl, not any girl, Ginny Weasly, then that was good enough reason for him to kill the Limey Bastard.

"Don't call him that!!" Ginny yelled on reflex, fire flickering behind her eyes. "Yeah, it was him, it was because I wouldn't apologize to Hermione and Ron for what I said, I expect you heard me, and I told him I wouldn't because I meant every word." She says glancing down.

"And right you are, you shouldn't have to apologize to that git for telling the truth, no matter how much he doesn't wanna hear it." He says gently cradling her hand in his own.

"I know...sometimes, he's just so----unbearable. He wants it to be all about him all the time, and I can't handle that kind of dysfunctional relationship right now. I mean, I used to love him, but--now... I just don't know...I certainly don't love him anymore, but I'm too afraid to leave him. He'd completely smear my name, say I cheated on him or something like that." She says looking him directly in his mercury colored eyes, they were beautiful, he was beautiful, and he was acting so caring towards her right now. She wondered how many people actually got to see this side of Malfoy.

"If he's like that towards you then you shouldn't stay with him to begin with, and if he attempts to smear your name, he's even more of a coward than I first thought, who would believe him, certainly not your own brother, not without talking to you first, and I thought that Mud---Hermione was your friend? Wouldn't she stick up for you then." He asks her, carefully gauging the reactions that passed over her face.

"Yes she is, and true, I guess I'm just terrified of being alone again, like I was before Harry, no one pays any attention to me when I'm not with him---God that sounds horrible, it sounds like I'm an attention whore." She says to herself, eyes leaving his.

He hooked a finger under her chin and pulled her up so she was eye level with him.

"It doesn't, it's not a bad thing that you want to have someone pay attention to you, you deserve someone who will actually accept you for yourself. I've seen you two together, and it's not like your really there Ginny. It's like you go on auto-pilot." He says looking at the shock on her face and adds. "What?"

"You called me Ginny."

"Well, yeah, it is your name right." He says slightly embarrassed.

"Yeah, it's just so unexpected, Draco." She says drawling his name out sensuously. "But your right, I do need to get away from him." She says slowly, as if taking her time to process what she had just said.

"Well if it helps, I'll be here for you. I'll even help you if you want."

"Would you really?" She asks him, her eyes sparkling.

"Yes..I would." He says as his lips crush down onto hers in a soft but passionate kiss.

A.N. Well there it is, the first chapter, now I just typed this up on a random idea, and don't kill me for ending it there, this is my first time writing anything in the Harry Potter spectrum, not to mention a D/G fic. Sorry for making Draco so fluffy nice out of character, but he barged into my brain and demanded it that way. Also, I know a lot of you will have big problems with my portrayal of the Ginny/Harry relationship, but I think they are generalized as too nice and sweet, I wanted to portray them as they really could be. 'If Harry can be that mean to his friends on occasion when he's stressed' I said to myself. 'What would happen if Ginny was there?' And that's basically how this fic came about, I'm already planning the next chapter, but please, R&R in the meantime, I'm sure it will help me and let me know of any suggestions you have, I'd be more than willing to put them in, anyway---I hope you like it.