AN: This is my first story, so be nice. Well, don't be nice, just review it for me.
Disclaimer: Nothing is mine but the plot. I'm not making any money from this. Don't sue.
24/05/2009 21:34:00
Ginny blinked willing her eyes to adjust to the darkness that surrounded her in the familiar dankness of this labyrinth that had previously endeavored to be her tomb.
How she got here again, she didn't know, but something urged her forward and she obeyed.
Strong hands gripped at her shoulders and spun her around, to face her assailant. Her vision had returned, but she did not need it to know who it was. The cruel eyes bore into her and Ginny felt her pulse quicken. She felt a strange tugging in her stomach. It wasn't fear, although she knew that she should be afraid.
She met his gaze and gasped, feeling as though he had sucked all the life from her tiny body. She would have collapsed, but he held her up.
"There's no one to save you this time." He hissed into her ear, and she could feel her body grow weak.
He was doing it again. He was sucking her life to make himself strong. Why did she not fight back? She knew she should, but she could not bring herself to move.
"You wanted this Ginny. Always remember, this is just what you wanted."
She tried to cry out, but her voice got stuck in her throat, and she felt her world go black.
Ginny stared up at the dark canopy that hung over her. The curtains that surrounded the bed blocked her view of the windows, but she knew that it was far before dawn. This wasn't the first time she had been woken up by these strange dreams.
Tonight, there was something different. Something was telling her to get up.
Ginny slipped silently out of bed and pulled a thin robe over her cotton nightgown. She crept from the dorm, without waking anyone, and into the common room. She crossed quickly, and climbed out the portrait hole. She allowed her feet to lead her, and her mind wandered back to the nighmares.
She wondered if Voldemort hadn't found a new way to use her to get to Harry, but no, he never came up in these dreams. They were always just about her. Well, her and Tom.
He had haunted her dreams since her first year, but recently they had changed. In the past, she had always relived the incidents of her first year as though it was happening all over again. But now she didn't quite know what she was doing in her dreams.
These new nightmares were far more difficult to deal with, because she didn't understand what they meant. She didn't know what that feeling was, or why she missed it when she woke up. They were affecting her sleep, and Harry started to notice and suggest that she go see Madam Pomfrey. She refused, for fear that she'd be forced to take a potion preventing her from dreaming. She didn't want the dreams to stop until she knew what they meant.
Ginny was so absorbed in her thoughts that she failed to realize that she was in an dusty old hallway that must not have been used in years. She also failed to realize that someone was in the hallway with her.
"Well, well, well. What's this? A little Weasel out far past curfew? That's going to be a detention, Weasley."
Ginny jerked back to reality, to see a blonde Slytherin prefect standing in front of her, sporting his trademark smirk.
"Malfoy. I know for a fact that rounds don't go this late. You're not allowed to be here anymore than I am." She crossed her arms and scowled at him. If there was one person she didn't want to deal with right now, it was definitely Draco Malfoy.
Draco took a moment to ponder her statement. Unfortunately, he couldn't afford for anyone to know what he was doing here in the middle of the night. He surveyed her, his eyes lingering longer than usual on her chest. There was only a thin layer of fabric covering them and the way she had her arms crossed was just making them all the more noticeable.
His lingering look was not missed by Ginny, who pulled her robe around her and stepped back. She didn't like the glint in his eye, and she definitely didn't like how exposed she felt. Silently, she cursed herself for not getting dressed before leaving her room.
"Well, my little Weaselette, I suppose I'll have to find a different way to punish you for being out past curfew."
He approached her menacingly, and she felt that tugging in her stomach again. Her mind was telling her to run, but she couldn't do it. Her legs had staged a rebellion and kept her in her precarious position.
He ran a hand through her hair and grabbed a chunk, pulling her closer to him. She winced, but allowed her eyes to meet his. Her heart was pounding in her throat.
Suddenly, he smiled.
There was nothing about that smile that made Ginny feel safe or comfortable. She tried to step back, but he was holding on to her hair too tightly.
"Oh, little Weaselette, you don't want to be leaving so soon. The fun hasn't begun yet."
With his free hand, he ran a finger down her check and across her neck, sending a shiver down her spine. Unconsciously, she leaned in to him. His hand continued down her chest, and he grabbed her breast, hard. She gasped and pulled away from him.
Ginny reached into her back pocket for her wand, only to remember that she didn't have a pocket. She had carelessly left her wand on her bedside table. Draco laughed as he watched her panic begin to set in. She backed up away from him as fast as she could, not daring to turn her back to him.
Unfortunately for Ginny, running backwards is not an easy task, and she tripped, landing painfully on the stone floor. Draco was on her in a second, holding her hands behind her back with one hand, and holding her chin in the other.
He brought her face close to his and smirked. "I can see it in your eyes, little Weasel. You want this."
Ginny shook her head, and struggled against him, but it was no use. He had a definite size advantage over her, and without her wand she couldn't fend him off.
"Malfoy. I thought you would never deign to touch a filthy blood traitor like me."
His laugh was cruel and he leaned in to whisper in her ear, "I'm going to destroy Potter, and you're going to help me." She started to shake her head again, but was pushed on to her back.
Before she could react, his lips were on hers. Her rebellious body arched into his and she let out a small groan as his hand found it's way back to her breast.
Draco dragged his tongue down her neck and she could feel a pressure growing inside of her. His teeth clamped down on her nipple and she moaned again. The feeling grew, and she knew what it was now.
Draco pushed himself off of her and dusted himself off. Ginny lay still, wondering what he was doing. She was confused and frustrated. Frustrated with him, for leaving her like this. Frustrated with herself for getting into this horrible situation and frustrated with her body for enjoying something with Malfoy.
"Get up, Weasley. Really you're pathetic."
Ginny got up quickly and turned her back to Draco, not allowing him to see further the way he had affected her.
***********
"You're up early." Harry kissed Ginny on the top of the head and sat down at the table next to her.
"Yeah, I just wanted to get a head start on my Potions essay." Ginny lied, giving him a weak smile. The events of the night before had left her shaken, and she wanted to stay away from her boyfriend as much as possible until she got over this strange desire.
"You're starting to sound more and more like Hermione."
Ginny gave him another weak smile, and looked back at her plate. She hadn't actually eaten anything, just pushed her eggs around her plate, for about twenty minutes. "I should get to the library." She kissed his cheek and took off before he could ask her any more questions.
Ginny headed in the direction of the library, but turned down an abandoned hallway instead of going straight to the library. She wanted to prove to herself that the incident the night before with Malfoy was just another strange dream.
But she could see the spot in the dust where Malfoy had tossed her down. Even now, she could feel his breath on her neck.
"Back so soon?"
Ginny jumped. He had crept up behind her and wrapped his arms around her waist. His kissed her neck, but as she tried to pull away, he dug his teeth into her skin. She felt her breath leave her and her knees gave out under her.
"Dungeons. Half an hour."
Draco disappeared as suddenly as he had appeared.
Ginny fumed. What made him think that she was going to meet him in the dungeons. Just because he thought that running into each other in the middle of the night makes you lovers, doesn't mean that she was going to play along with his sick little game. She had a boyfriend. She loved Harry.
Instead of heading for the dungeons, she went to the library. She had told Harry that she was going to study, and she had fallen behind in her work.
On the Saturday morning, the library was near empty, and she was thankful for that.
**********
Ginny had told Harry that she was overwhelmed with school, and just needed some time to clear her head and get back on track. It wasn't exactly a lie, but it definitely wasn't the truth.
She had spent the rest of the day in the library to make her point, and now she was on her way back to the common room. She had taken the long way, not wanting to pass the abandoned corridor again. She had a feelng that Draco would be looking for her again.
Her instincts were correct, but she had underestimated the Slytherin. He was waiting for her near the entrance to Gryffindor tower. She let out a huff when she saw him. There was no way to get past him without him seeing her.
"What do you want, Malfoy?"
"Maybe you misunderstood me earlier, but I said to meet me in the dungeons."
"And why in Merlin's name would I do that?"
Draco stepped closer to her. "Because you're curious about last night."
Ginny didn't get a chance to respond, before the Fat Lady's portrait swung open, and Harry, Ron, and Hermione climbed out.
"Ginny! We were just coming to look for you." Harry rushed over to wrap his arms around his girlfriend. Draco's smirk widened.
"Malfoy. Shouldn't you be trolling around your dungeons right about now?" Ron asked, a scowl forming across his face.
"Relax Weasel. I was just reminding your sister here what would happen if she was caught out past curfew two nights in a row." Draco raised an eyebrow at Ginny, who busied herself with doting on Harry. With one last chuckle, he disappeared down the corridor.
Harry pushed away from Ginny and looked down at her. "Gin, what did he mean 'two nights in a row'?"
Ginny frowned. What was Malfoy playing at?
"Nothing. I couldn't sleep last night, so I went for a walk, and Malfoy caught me. It wasn't a big deal. He didn't even take any points."
"Why wouldn't he have taken points from you, Ginny?" Leave it to Hermione to point out the obvious flaws in her story.
Ginny didn't reply, instead yawned and muttered something about not sleeping well and going to bed early. She hurried through the portrait hole and disappeared into her dorm room before any of her friends could catch up to her.
