Disclaimer: It's all mine! MINE MINE MINE! Well everything
but the characters, and the books and you know
all that good stuff but the plot really is mine.
Authors Note: Please review! I was up like all night writing this stuff and now I'm spending all day typing it so the least you could do is tell me what you think!
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Ginny felt very uncomfortable as she walked down the strangely familiar hall. Portraits of very angry looking men, sickly looking women and then there were many pictures of a skinny, impish looking baby boy in different color frilly baby clothes. She stopped at the baby pictures and looked at the silvery blond of the boy's hair and the steal, cold, gray eyes and realization set in. This baby was Draco Malfoy. "What the." She heard herself mutter but her thoughts were dragged away from the pictures when she heard a yelp of pain filled with fear. She turned to see an older version of the boy in the pictures skitter across the floor on his back. He backed against wall that he was thrown against. A large man came into view and Ginni ran as fast as she could skidding to a stop near the boy, but the man didn't even see her as she stood in front of the small boy.
"You aren't worthy to hold the Malfoy name."
The man bellowed. Draco had tears on his face and neck and a large bruise on his cheek. He didn't respond and the man she assumed to be Draco's father, reached for the boy, easily putting his arm through Ginny. "I must be dreaming." She thought to herself franticly trying to stop the fathers assault on his son. "But why am I dreaming about Draco's past?" She moved through the boy's father and into the room that they had emerged from. She could no longer listen to him yelling at Draco to have no emotion because emotions were weakness and the Malfoy's were not weak. "This doesn't make any sense!" She slowly walked toward the crib in the center of the room and looked at the still form that lay there. A small baby girl lay motionless wrapped in bloody blankets. Ginny didn't know what to do but was snapped out of her trance when she heard a loud smack and a whimper. She screamed and started to run out of the room and down the hall. The pictures on the wall came to life and grabbed at her and called her name as she ran.
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"Ginny!"
Ron shook his little sisters wrestling form and called her name again.
"Ginny!"
She sat up right and clasped Ron's arms with her hands tightly. Before Ron could yelp in pain she bolted out of the room and flew down the stairs to the common room. Ron and the rest of the Griffindors that she had woken with her nightmare were in hot pursuit, and were there just in time to see Ginny turn towards them, her pupils were dilated.
"He killed her. He killed his own child."
She them collapsed into the arms of an astonished Ron.
"Help me take her to the hospital wing!"
He said, but half the awakened students were heading back to their beds muttering about being woken up and dismissing it as a bad dream and nothing more. Seamus came forward though and helped Ron pick up Ginny.
"What about Flinch?"
Seamus asked as they carried her out of the porthole.
"Oh Dear!"
The fat lady gasped and didn't ask questions.
"I don't care about Finch or his damn cat, my sister just passed out after freaking out. She's the only sister I have and I plan to take care of her."
"Right,"
Seamus didn't ask anything else.
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After summoning Madam P. Ron finally left making sure she took extra special care of her, and she promised Ginny would be fine and gave her a dreamless sleeping potion. She told Ron the nightmare was most likely caused by lack of sleep and to make sure when Ginny was out of the hospital wing to have her get lots of sleep.
Authors Note: Please review! I was up like all night writing this stuff and now I'm spending all day typing it so the least you could do is tell me what you think!
~*~*~
Ginny felt very uncomfortable as she walked down the strangely familiar hall. Portraits of very angry looking men, sickly looking women and then there were many pictures of a skinny, impish looking baby boy in different color frilly baby clothes. She stopped at the baby pictures and looked at the silvery blond of the boy's hair and the steal, cold, gray eyes and realization set in. This baby was Draco Malfoy. "What the." She heard herself mutter but her thoughts were dragged away from the pictures when she heard a yelp of pain filled with fear. She turned to see an older version of the boy in the pictures skitter across the floor on his back. He backed against wall that he was thrown against. A large man came into view and Ginni ran as fast as she could skidding to a stop near the boy, but the man didn't even see her as she stood in front of the small boy.
"You aren't worthy to hold the Malfoy name."
The man bellowed. Draco had tears on his face and neck and a large bruise on his cheek. He didn't respond and the man she assumed to be Draco's father, reached for the boy, easily putting his arm through Ginny. "I must be dreaming." She thought to herself franticly trying to stop the fathers assault on his son. "But why am I dreaming about Draco's past?" She moved through the boy's father and into the room that they had emerged from. She could no longer listen to him yelling at Draco to have no emotion because emotions were weakness and the Malfoy's were not weak. "This doesn't make any sense!" She slowly walked toward the crib in the center of the room and looked at the still form that lay there. A small baby girl lay motionless wrapped in bloody blankets. Ginny didn't know what to do but was snapped out of her trance when she heard a loud smack and a whimper. She screamed and started to run out of the room and down the hall. The pictures on the wall came to life and grabbed at her and called her name as she ran.
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"Ginny!"
Ron shook his little sisters wrestling form and called her name again.
"Ginny!"
She sat up right and clasped Ron's arms with her hands tightly. Before Ron could yelp in pain she bolted out of the room and flew down the stairs to the common room. Ron and the rest of the Griffindors that she had woken with her nightmare were in hot pursuit, and were there just in time to see Ginny turn towards them, her pupils were dilated.
"He killed her. He killed his own child."
She them collapsed into the arms of an astonished Ron.
"Help me take her to the hospital wing!"
He said, but half the awakened students were heading back to their beds muttering about being woken up and dismissing it as a bad dream and nothing more. Seamus came forward though and helped Ron pick up Ginny.
"What about Flinch?"
Seamus asked as they carried her out of the porthole.
"Oh Dear!"
The fat lady gasped and didn't ask questions.
"I don't care about Finch or his damn cat, my sister just passed out after freaking out. She's the only sister I have and I plan to take care of her."
"Right,"
Seamus didn't ask anything else.
~*~*~
After summoning Madam P. Ron finally left making sure she took extra special care of her, and she promised Ginny would be fine and gave her a dreamless sleeping potion. She told Ron the nightmare was most likely caused by lack of sleep and to make sure when Ginny was out of the hospital wing to have her get lots of sleep.