A/N Thank you for the reviews and thanks for reading. I hope you guys like it so far. Sorry if later on in the story I start to lack update or become lazy and don't write very well. Excuse it please! So please read again, and enjoy. OH and I don't own any of the characters, but I wish I did! (Don't we all!)
There wasn't a night, when I didn't cry myself to sleep. There was a wound inside my soul that felt like it would never heal. It followed me wherever I went. Even though I try so hard to heal, my wound just keep getting deeper and deeper. I was so lost in my depression that I couldn't feel anything. I didn't know how to be happy or to be sad, or angry. It felt like all my emotions were lost and never could be found again and when I would go look for them something would block me and I'm push me back to a little dark corner. I was trapped inside myself; I couldn't see what was reality and what wasn't. I was lost in my own little world that no one could rescue me. How could I be myself again? How could I become the old Ginny Weasley? The problem was I couldn't, even if things were back to normal, I would still carry the wound that laid deep inside my soul.
I returned back to Hogwarts for my 6th year. My parents had informed Dumbledore about my situation and asked him not to tell anyone and for him to check up on me every once in a while, just to see how I was doing. As for my brother, he kept his word, he was very protective of me and watched me every moment that he could. You know the funny thing about my life is that you would expect my parents to let me be a little independent. I've never really made a real choice of my own, well that is, one that would contain my future status. You see, a couple years back, during my school years, my parents decided I should become a nurse when I grew up! Bill, Charlie and Percy never had that problem because they were the oldest and it made my parents very proud of how much they succeeded. Well I can't say the same for Fred and George. Anyway like I said, a couple of years ago, during my school years, my parents decided that I should become a nurse. They signed me up for training sessions with Madam Pomfrey, so for the past 2 years I was her aid. But really! Do you think I wanted to become a nurse? I think you can answer that for yourself.
I came in late one November day, from my training with Madam Pomfrey, because she asked me to stay and help brew up some more medicine. It was also the day we beat Slytherin in out first match of the season of Quidditch. As you know it's always a big thing with Slytherin and Gryffindor, Quidditch matches, whoever's the victor, is the best house. I walked in through the portrait hole and saw, everyone celebrating, with lots of Butterbeer and sweets. I ignored them and walked off to my room. I was so thankful that no one was in the girls' dormitory, because it gave me a chance to be alone. It was really dark in there so I kept bumping into things and falling down, when I finally made it to my bed and laid down on my side. I heard the door creak open and I quickly sat up and looked at the door. I could see the shape of the person closing the door. I began to panic because the last time I couldn't see a person, and was dark; it led to very serious matters.
I opened my bag and grabbed my wand. My heart started to pound as I saw the shaped figure walking towards me, but when I heard someone call, "Ginny?" I squinted my eyes and called out, " Ron?"
"Yeah its me." He said softly. He was looking down at me as he hid in the shadows. I could see the outline of his body.
"You scared me!" I put my hand over my heart and put my wand down beside my bed.
"Where were you?" he asked softly. I looked at him perplexed and put my hand over my head.
"Oh I was helping Madam Pomfrey, she asked if I can stay a little later than usual, so I can help brew up some more medicine. You know cold seasons here!" I gave a small laugh and quieted down seeing that Ron didn't take it as a joke. Ron stepped forward as the moonlight hit his face and I could tell he looked very mad and disgruntled.
"Don't lie! Tell me the truth! Where were you?" he yelled. I was taken aback. Why would I lie about something like that? He knew me and I would never lie to him.
So I repeated again, "I told you I was with Madam Pomfrey fixing up some more-"
SMACK
He slapped me. He slapped me so hard that I fell to the ground; I lifted up a shaky hand and laid it over my cheek. Ron had never done anything that outrageous before. He never abused me, he was never that kind of brother who would hurt there little sister, not until today at that very moment, and he became another criminal. We stood silent for a couple of minutes. I slowly lifted up my head to look at Ron and I was glad to see his eyes widened, looking at his hands as if they were going to kill him.
"Oh my god! Ginny I'm so so-" I got up from the ground and began to run, run, run, run and run. I didn't know where I was going; just anywhere my feet led me. I was surprised my feet led me to the lake. I hardly went outside at night, but right now was just real nice, just to get away from everything. I knelt on the floor crying softly, so no one could hear me, but inside I was crying up a storm. I hugged myself tightly and prayed, to God.
"Oh God help me! Help me! I'm so scared! I cant live anymore, I just want to die!" I slowly began to leave my tears and just let the wind dry my tears. When I actually took a good look around I saw there was a tree, and a big one too, with a lot of branches for you to climb and was there was grass with a little slope where it led to the lake. I looked at the lake, it was so gentle, quiet and very beautiful at night. Especially when the moonlight hit the water. I put my hand in the water and waved it back and forth. I took it out and watched the echoes of the wave expand and wash away. I felt so peaceful here. I laid against the tree and closed my eyes and breathed in fresh air.
But something distracted me, which I couldn't ignore. I heard some soft moans and splashing of water. I got up and looked over the tree as I tried to hide myself. I saw two people in the water kissing as there hands were around each other. I also couldn't help notice that they were naked. The good thing was that it was dark so I couldn't see their bodies. I felt so alone, I've never had someone to hold me, or kiss me. I hated my life.
I leaned in closer trying to see who it was, when my bad luck started to act up again. It was slippery against the tree that leaned forward towards the water. I guess it was mud that I stepped on, because whatever it was made me slip and fall, and if you think that was bad. My fall led me to the water. I held my breath as I made a big splash. I went down towards the bottom, and then swam back up. When I was above the water, I coughed and pushed my hair out of my face.
"What the fuck do you think you're doing!?" I turned around and saw two people standing on the grass, in complete shock. Then I realized it was Draco Malfoy and Pansy Parkinson. Then I realized it was them having sex in the water. (A/N Ewwww...gross!) Draco was only wearing pants and had a towel over his shoulders, without a shirt as Pansy was just wearing a towel, covering her whole body. I felt so ashamed that I was ruining a very special moment between them. Bet then again, it was Draco Malfoy we're talking about here. He was such a player, but ever since 6th year, when he started dating Pansy he became very faithful to her.
"I...I...well...I was just...-" I looked away from him, as I blushed, "thank god for nighttime." I thought.
"Spying on us?" he asked coldly. I didn't say anything because I was so embarrassed. It started to get cold and I was still in the water. I pouted and slowly turned the other way and swam to the other side and got out and walked to them. I could feel both of their eyes on me. I was drenched and cold; I looked at them, as we faced each other.
"No...I wasn't spying on you. I didn't even know you were out here...well you know!" I stood and glanced at him. I hugged myself, tightly around my waist and shivered. "I'm sorry." I added quietly.
He looked closer at me and smirked, "You're a Weasley!" he exclaimed. I looked at him and nodded, as he began to laugh. I could also see Pansy giggling behind him.
" What's so funny?" I asked. I knew some serious teasing was going to happen. It was in his nature to make fun of someone before he left.
" Isn't your pesky brother worried about you? You shouldn't be out here by yourself little girl!" I looked down, and breathed in and out hoping tears weren't going to come out, at least not in front of Malfoy. I know I shouldn't feel sorry for Ron, especially after what he did to me, but it wasn't in my nature to not care about anybody. I love Ron and I always will, but I had to stand up for what I believe in... even if I stand-alone.
" Don't you tease my brother and I'm not a little girl!" This made Draco laugh harder. "He would always be that little greedy, stuck up little boy." I thought. "He would never know grief, or even to care about anything." I was really wrong to think that because everyone has a heart, and everyone has a soft spot. I turned and began to walk, but he stopped me.
"Where do you think your going, Weasley!" he growled.
" I'm going back to my dormitory!" I said.
"Before you go, I have something to tell you!" I looked at him as his eyes grew soft, he waved me over to him, "Come over here I want to tell you something!" I was very confused, but my feet began to walk towards him. He kept waving me towards him and when I finally was right in front of him. He pushed me to the ground.
" I SWEAR IF YOU EVER INTERUPT ME IN SOMETHING LIKE THAT AGAIN! I'LL HURT YOU!" He yelled. I was beginning to shake, not from the cold, but from fear. He reminded me of my rapist and the way he said his words.
"Now if you don't mind, me and Pansy have some finishing business to do, in my room!" He walked over me and had his hands around Pansy.
I was so scared, but then fury overtook me, I did something that Ginny Weasley would never do, I talked back to him. "Bet every girls been in your room!"
He stopped and turned to look at me, "Yes! That's true...every girl but...you!" he said, crazily. Pansy shot him a glare. He looked at her and said to her, "I Love you!" she smiled and kissed him. It felt like a knife went right through my heart when I heard those words. I wanted someone so bad, someone to love like Malfoy did to Pansy.
"Of course I haven't and I never will! You're so...indifferent and ruthless. I can't believe that tramp even likes you!" I pointed to Pansy and his eyes grew enraged. I was really happy that I made him mad, because I've never talked back to anyone before. I was on a roll.
" Hey!!! You leave Pansy out of this!" Draco pushed Pansy behind him and he stepped forward.
"You're just jealous!" he said. I burst out laughing. Never in my whole life would I be jealous of Pansy Parkinson.
"Of her!?" I laughed.
"No...of me!" I stopped laughing, and sighed. I guess the truth really, is because I really WAS jealous of him. He had everything. The looks, the charm, the sarcasm, the money but most of all he had someone to love. I was nothing like him...well not the gender but our lives. Two completely different lives, which we live.
"You even stopped laughing! Don't you wish that you were in my place right now! I have everything you ever wanted, the looks, the charm... and the money! I bet you can't even afford to get a life! You're a nobody and you'll always will be. " I felt myself go red. I didn't want to start crying in front of him, but my eyes filled up with water.
"Aww...is poor little Weasel gonna cry!" he scoffed. He was beginning to walk away but stopped and looked at me again.
"Oh and next time if your gonna come up with a comeback...makes sure it's a good one!" and walked off with his arm around Pansy.
Awhile after he left I went back up to the castle. I was really depressed and I really didn't realize I was making a mess as I walked. The water from the lake was dripping from my hair and robe.
"Miss Weasley! What on earth are you doing out this late!?" I looked behind me and saw Professor McGonagall striding towards me. "Oh man I'm gonna get it!" I thought.
"Professor! I'm sorry I was just...I was...-" I couldn't think of a excuse I was so washed out that I couldn't think.
" Jumping into the lake?" she examined me and I saw my robes were dripping water.
"Professor please I have-" I began but a voice from behind Professor McGonagall saved my life.
" Special Privileges." I looked behind Professor McGonagall and saw Professor Dumbledore standing behind her with a grin on his face.
"Special Privileges? She does?" McGonagall asked.
"I do?" I asked. He nodded cheerfully.
"Yes don't you remember Miss Weasley." He said and winked at me. I was very baffled that he would get me out of trouble like that, but very grateful.
" Oh yes! I remember...I do! I just forgot, to tell you Professor!" I said as I looked at McGonagall.
"Well, if you have 'special privileges' then you're off the hook! Miss Weasley...Professor Dumbledore!" and she walked away. I sighed in relief and looked at Dumbledore.
" Thank you so much Professor. I really thought she had me!" I said.
"Don't worry about it Ginny. Just don't make it a habit. I could understand that everyone wants to get out sometimes and be alone." I nodded in knowing in what he talked about.
"So do I really have Special Privileges?" I asked. He laughed.
"We'll talk later! But for now, you better get back up to your dormitory and change...you don't want Mr. Filch to catch you!" I nodded and ran back to Gryffindor Tower.
When I entered the common room I saw Ron sitting on a chair his head in his hands. He looked up and saw me.
"Oh GINNY!" he ran towards me about to give me a hug but I moved away from him.
"Ginny?" He said softly. I didn't want to hear him; I didn't want to see his face. I couldn't stand the humility and anger. If only he was I and he could feel what I've been through, he just had to make it worse by slapping me!
"Ginny...I'm so sorry!" I just looked at him with pity and ran off to my room where I cried myself to sleep.
The next couple of weeks I kept away from Ron, I couldn't forgive him for slapping me. I couldn't forgive him, for being too overprotective of me, and not believing me when I told him the truth.
"So that would make it two people now!" I thought one day. First it was Ron and second was Harry. After that one night, he stood me up; I never really talked to him again. I couldn't meet his eyes, whenever he said hello, or something. If I was in one room, and he came in, I would get up and leave.
Ever since my encountering with Malfoy and Pansy, down by the lake, I couldn't help but look at them every time they past by me, holding hands, or making out. I couldn't help noticing of how much they were in love. It was disgusting. I couldn't look at them anymore. I'd wish they would break up, they were just so sick!!! But you know what they say, be careful what you wish for.
"Malfoy was right, I am a nobody and I'll always will be!" I thought as I stirred a potion. I was making some more medicine for some kid who was barfing up his guts. Madam Pomfrey wasn't at my presence, she was gone for a couple of hours now, she said she had a VERY urgent call and to stay here and watch everything. It was about 10 when Madam Pomfrey came back, she looked very tired and sad, and I didn't think anything of it
"OH! I almost forgot! Ginny dear?" I turned from the potion and looked at her.
"Yes?" I asked.
"Would you mind going to Dumbledores office and ask him if he wants all the first years to have a check up." I nodded and I began to walk away when she called out again.
"Oh and Ginny!" I looked at Madam Pomfrey. "The password's Bertie Botts Every Flavored Beans." I nodded again and walked to the statue and said, "Bertie Botts Every Flavored Beans.' I walked up the stairs and heard Dumbledore talking.
"I'm sorry Mr. Malfoy, I really am, but its too late, there's nothing we can do!" I didn't realize it was something serious; I just knocked and walked in. I saw Malfoy slouching in his chair with his hand over his eyes, and was crying. I didn't want to stare, but seeing Malfoy cry was something you just don't see every day.
"Yes Miss Weasley?" he asked from behind his desk. I looked away from Malfoy and gazed at Dumbledore, when I looked at him, I couldn't help notice that he looked distraught and very tired.
"Oh yes! Umm...Madam Pomfrey wanted me to ask you if you wanted all the first years to get a check up?" I said, from the side of my eyes I could see Malfoy shaking, and sniffling.
"Ahh...yes, I remember her telling me about that." He said thoughtfully. "Tell her we'll do one house every week." I nodded and walked towards the door. When he called my name out again. This is where it started; this is where my journey began.
"Actually, yes! Miss Weasley! Could you come back here for a moment?" he asked, I didn't know what he was up to but I knew it was something because he had a mischievous look in his eyes. I went over to him and he pointed to outside of his office.
So I stepped outside his office and he did so too. He closed the door and smiled at me.
"How's it going Miss Weasley? Is everything ok?" he asked.
"Great. Everything's great!" I said, "What a big lie!" I thought as I kept a cheerful face. "Actually, I got top marks in my Potions class!"
He laughed, "That's very good, considering not everyone passes in Professor Snape's class!" There was a slight pause when I asked, "You didn't come out here to ask me how I was doing, did you?"
"Well...yes and no!" he said. He took a deep breath and looked at me very seriously.
"You're probably wondering why Mr. Malfoy was crying inside my office." He said. I cowered down a little.
"Well...I...I...didn't want to say anything...but-"
"Its ok Miss Weasley, being curious is not a crime." He said. It made me feel better when he said that. I really admired Dumbledore; he really did encourage me a lot and made me feel better about myself.
"Like I said, your probably wondering why Mr. Malfoy is crying in my office!" I nodded slightly as my cheeks burned red. Oh boy I was so gonna get him! At least that's what I thought, but when Dumbledore told me...why he was crying, I couldn't help but feel sorry for the guy.
"You see Miss Weasley, I'm afraid that we have lost one of our students!" he said very sadly. I enlarged my eyes. No student had died 3 years, and that person was Cedric Diggory. I thought as my heart sank.
"Who?" I asked breathlessly.
"Miss Parkinson." He said shortly.
"Pansy?!" I gulped and began to shake. I felt a sudden pity for Malfoy. I knew him and Pansy were close and in love. I just never thought that she would die. Of all the people in the whole entire school, it was Draco Malfoy's love and companion. I looked at the door and swallowed hard.
"How did she..." I couldn't bring myself to say the word. I tried to spit it out and just say it but thank god for Dumbledore.
" She was found laying on the floor in the bathroom. I don't know how she died. She could've fainted and hit her head and died, but I don't know Miss Weasley. I really don't know!" I looked at Dunbledore again, and even though it wasn't a good time to ask, I did.
"But what does this have to do with me? I mean I know you told me because I saw him crying it's just...well-"
" I see what you're trying to say Miss Weasley. I know that Mr. Malfoy can be very...uh...cruel sometimes." I nodded my head in agreement. "and I know that you and your families aren't very forthcoming with each other." I didn't know what he was talking about, or what he was going to say, but I had a feeling that I was going to be needed.
"Professor...where is this going?" I asked.
"I know you and Mr. Malfoy haven't really had a good year and I know your very strong Miss Weasley and its one of the traits as a Gryffindor, but right now Mr. Malfoy needs someone to talk to and maybe a friend!" I choked on my saliva and opened my mouth.
"What? Be Malf'oys friend?" I asked. Dumbledore nodded.
"But...but...Professor! I...I...well...what do you want me to do? I mean I know Malfoy would never in his whole entire life be my friend!" I replied.
" I know, right now he's not going to want to talk to anyone, but I would just like you to try and talk to him 2 days a week." My eyes grew wider and my mouth was shaped as an O.
" What? Like...like therapy?" I asked. Dumbledore hinged a little and said. "No...not therapy, more like helping out a friend who's in trouble right now. You two have a similarity Miss Weasley, you both have just been a victim of a crime and you both lost something. So I think it would be good for both of you. Especially since you two are from different houses. I think it will be a great chance to get you to know each other much better!"
I didn't know what to say! I didn't want to tell Dumbledore that I didn't want too and I definitely didn't want Malfoy to fall in the same position as me. I knew what it felt like to be lost and I didn't want it to happen to anybody, not even Malfoy.
"Besides, maybe helping out someone would be good for me! Maybe this is some good in what I can do!" I thought.
"So do you agree?" he asked me.
I nodded my head, really unsure if I should do it, but I just kept telling myself "Some good will come out of it!"
"Trust me Miss Weasley...you won't regret this!" If I had known he was right then I wouldn't have been so scared, but since I couldn't tell the future.
"I hope not!" I muttered as I turned around to leave, but like every one else they stopped me.
"OH and Miss Weasley. Go to the room right beside the DADA classroom, tomorrow at 2:00, there you'll have your sessions!" I nodded again, and gradually walked down the stairs and into my dormitory.
I really believe that everything happens for a reason, and if things never did happen for a reason then there wouldn't be expectation, or hope. I couldn't tell you how scared I was to try and help someone out, but just put it this way. It was what Harry had told me one day, "What will come will come...and I would have to meet it one day."
A/N I hope you like it so far. Sorry I took so long to update. I just had to write it and it took a lot of thinking. I tried to make Draco really mean, but I'm not sure if I did a great job of it! I wanted to make him a little bit meaner and I couldn't find anything for him to say. But other than that please review! (Oh yeah I haven't put Hermione in it yet, but she'll appear soon!)
There wasn't a night, when I didn't cry myself to sleep. There was a wound inside my soul that felt like it would never heal. It followed me wherever I went. Even though I try so hard to heal, my wound just keep getting deeper and deeper. I was so lost in my depression that I couldn't feel anything. I didn't know how to be happy or to be sad, or angry. It felt like all my emotions were lost and never could be found again and when I would go look for them something would block me and I'm push me back to a little dark corner. I was trapped inside myself; I couldn't see what was reality and what wasn't. I was lost in my own little world that no one could rescue me. How could I be myself again? How could I become the old Ginny Weasley? The problem was I couldn't, even if things were back to normal, I would still carry the wound that laid deep inside my soul.
I returned back to Hogwarts for my 6th year. My parents had informed Dumbledore about my situation and asked him not to tell anyone and for him to check up on me every once in a while, just to see how I was doing. As for my brother, he kept his word, he was very protective of me and watched me every moment that he could. You know the funny thing about my life is that you would expect my parents to let me be a little independent. I've never really made a real choice of my own, well that is, one that would contain my future status. You see, a couple years back, during my school years, my parents decided I should become a nurse when I grew up! Bill, Charlie and Percy never had that problem because they were the oldest and it made my parents very proud of how much they succeeded. Well I can't say the same for Fred and George. Anyway like I said, a couple of years ago, during my school years, my parents decided that I should become a nurse. They signed me up for training sessions with Madam Pomfrey, so for the past 2 years I was her aid. But really! Do you think I wanted to become a nurse? I think you can answer that for yourself.
I came in late one November day, from my training with Madam Pomfrey, because she asked me to stay and help brew up some more medicine. It was also the day we beat Slytherin in out first match of the season of Quidditch. As you know it's always a big thing with Slytherin and Gryffindor, Quidditch matches, whoever's the victor, is the best house. I walked in through the portrait hole and saw, everyone celebrating, with lots of Butterbeer and sweets. I ignored them and walked off to my room. I was so thankful that no one was in the girls' dormitory, because it gave me a chance to be alone. It was really dark in there so I kept bumping into things and falling down, when I finally made it to my bed and laid down on my side. I heard the door creak open and I quickly sat up and looked at the door. I could see the shape of the person closing the door. I began to panic because the last time I couldn't see a person, and was dark; it led to very serious matters.
I opened my bag and grabbed my wand. My heart started to pound as I saw the shaped figure walking towards me, but when I heard someone call, "Ginny?" I squinted my eyes and called out, " Ron?"
"Yeah its me." He said softly. He was looking down at me as he hid in the shadows. I could see the outline of his body.
"You scared me!" I put my hand over my heart and put my wand down beside my bed.
"Where were you?" he asked softly. I looked at him perplexed and put my hand over my head.
"Oh I was helping Madam Pomfrey, she asked if I can stay a little later than usual, so I can help brew up some more medicine. You know cold seasons here!" I gave a small laugh and quieted down seeing that Ron didn't take it as a joke. Ron stepped forward as the moonlight hit his face and I could tell he looked very mad and disgruntled.
"Don't lie! Tell me the truth! Where were you?" he yelled. I was taken aback. Why would I lie about something like that? He knew me and I would never lie to him.
So I repeated again, "I told you I was with Madam Pomfrey fixing up some more-"
SMACK
He slapped me. He slapped me so hard that I fell to the ground; I lifted up a shaky hand and laid it over my cheek. Ron had never done anything that outrageous before. He never abused me, he was never that kind of brother who would hurt there little sister, not until today at that very moment, and he became another criminal. We stood silent for a couple of minutes. I slowly lifted up my head to look at Ron and I was glad to see his eyes widened, looking at his hands as if they were going to kill him.
"Oh my god! Ginny I'm so so-" I got up from the ground and began to run, run, run, run and run. I didn't know where I was going; just anywhere my feet led me. I was surprised my feet led me to the lake. I hardly went outside at night, but right now was just real nice, just to get away from everything. I knelt on the floor crying softly, so no one could hear me, but inside I was crying up a storm. I hugged myself tightly and prayed, to God.
"Oh God help me! Help me! I'm so scared! I cant live anymore, I just want to die!" I slowly began to leave my tears and just let the wind dry my tears. When I actually took a good look around I saw there was a tree, and a big one too, with a lot of branches for you to climb and was there was grass with a little slope where it led to the lake. I looked at the lake, it was so gentle, quiet and very beautiful at night. Especially when the moonlight hit the water. I put my hand in the water and waved it back and forth. I took it out and watched the echoes of the wave expand and wash away. I felt so peaceful here. I laid against the tree and closed my eyes and breathed in fresh air.
But something distracted me, which I couldn't ignore. I heard some soft moans and splashing of water. I got up and looked over the tree as I tried to hide myself. I saw two people in the water kissing as there hands were around each other. I also couldn't help notice that they were naked. The good thing was that it was dark so I couldn't see their bodies. I felt so alone, I've never had someone to hold me, or kiss me. I hated my life.
I leaned in closer trying to see who it was, when my bad luck started to act up again. It was slippery against the tree that leaned forward towards the water. I guess it was mud that I stepped on, because whatever it was made me slip and fall, and if you think that was bad. My fall led me to the water. I held my breath as I made a big splash. I went down towards the bottom, and then swam back up. When I was above the water, I coughed and pushed my hair out of my face.
"What the fuck do you think you're doing!?" I turned around and saw two people standing on the grass, in complete shock. Then I realized it was Draco Malfoy and Pansy Parkinson. Then I realized it was them having sex in the water. (A/N Ewwww...gross!) Draco was only wearing pants and had a towel over his shoulders, without a shirt as Pansy was just wearing a towel, covering her whole body. I felt so ashamed that I was ruining a very special moment between them. Bet then again, it was Draco Malfoy we're talking about here. He was such a player, but ever since 6th year, when he started dating Pansy he became very faithful to her.
"I...I...well...I was just...-" I looked away from him, as I blushed, "thank god for nighttime." I thought.
"Spying on us?" he asked coldly. I didn't say anything because I was so embarrassed. It started to get cold and I was still in the water. I pouted and slowly turned the other way and swam to the other side and got out and walked to them. I could feel both of their eyes on me. I was drenched and cold; I looked at them, as we faced each other.
"No...I wasn't spying on you. I didn't even know you were out here...well you know!" I stood and glanced at him. I hugged myself, tightly around my waist and shivered. "I'm sorry." I added quietly.
He looked closer at me and smirked, "You're a Weasley!" he exclaimed. I looked at him and nodded, as he began to laugh. I could also see Pansy giggling behind him.
" What's so funny?" I asked. I knew some serious teasing was going to happen. It was in his nature to make fun of someone before he left.
" Isn't your pesky brother worried about you? You shouldn't be out here by yourself little girl!" I looked down, and breathed in and out hoping tears weren't going to come out, at least not in front of Malfoy. I know I shouldn't feel sorry for Ron, especially after what he did to me, but it wasn't in my nature to not care about anybody. I love Ron and I always will, but I had to stand up for what I believe in... even if I stand-alone.
" Don't you tease my brother and I'm not a little girl!" This made Draco laugh harder. "He would always be that little greedy, stuck up little boy." I thought. "He would never know grief, or even to care about anything." I was really wrong to think that because everyone has a heart, and everyone has a soft spot. I turned and began to walk, but he stopped me.
"Where do you think your going, Weasley!" he growled.
" I'm going back to my dormitory!" I said.
"Before you go, I have something to tell you!" I looked at him as his eyes grew soft, he waved me over to him, "Come over here I want to tell you something!" I was very confused, but my feet began to walk towards him. He kept waving me towards him and when I finally was right in front of him. He pushed me to the ground.
" I SWEAR IF YOU EVER INTERUPT ME IN SOMETHING LIKE THAT AGAIN! I'LL HURT YOU!" He yelled. I was beginning to shake, not from the cold, but from fear. He reminded me of my rapist and the way he said his words.
"Now if you don't mind, me and Pansy have some finishing business to do, in my room!" He walked over me and had his hands around Pansy.
I was so scared, but then fury overtook me, I did something that Ginny Weasley would never do, I talked back to him. "Bet every girls been in your room!"
He stopped and turned to look at me, "Yes! That's true...every girl but...you!" he said, crazily. Pansy shot him a glare. He looked at her and said to her, "I Love you!" she smiled and kissed him. It felt like a knife went right through my heart when I heard those words. I wanted someone so bad, someone to love like Malfoy did to Pansy.
"Of course I haven't and I never will! You're so...indifferent and ruthless. I can't believe that tramp even likes you!" I pointed to Pansy and his eyes grew enraged. I was really happy that I made him mad, because I've never talked back to anyone before. I was on a roll.
" Hey!!! You leave Pansy out of this!" Draco pushed Pansy behind him and he stepped forward.
"You're just jealous!" he said. I burst out laughing. Never in my whole life would I be jealous of Pansy Parkinson.
"Of her!?" I laughed.
"No...of me!" I stopped laughing, and sighed. I guess the truth really, is because I really WAS jealous of him. He had everything. The looks, the charm, the sarcasm, the money but most of all he had someone to love. I was nothing like him...well not the gender but our lives. Two completely different lives, which we live.
"You even stopped laughing! Don't you wish that you were in my place right now! I have everything you ever wanted, the looks, the charm... and the money! I bet you can't even afford to get a life! You're a nobody and you'll always will be. " I felt myself go red. I didn't want to start crying in front of him, but my eyes filled up with water.
"Aww...is poor little Weasel gonna cry!" he scoffed. He was beginning to walk away but stopped and looked at me again.
"Oh and next time if your gonna come up with a comeback...makes sure it's a good one!" and walked off with his arm around Pansy.
Awhile after he left I went back up to the castle. I was really depressed and I really didn't realize I was making a mess as I walked. The water from the lake was dripping from my hair and robe.
"Miss Weasley! What on earth are you doing out this late!?" I looked behind me and saw Professor McGonagall striding towards me. "Oh man I'm gonna get it!" I thought.
"Professor! I'm sorry I was just...I was...-" I couldn't think of a excuse I was so washed out that I couldn't think.
" Jumping into the lake?" she examined me and I saw my robes were dripping water.
"Professor please I have-" I began but a voice from behind Professor McGonagall saved my life.
" Special Privileges." I looked behind Professor McGonagall and saw Professor Dumbledore standing behind her with a grin on his face.
"Special Privileges? She does?" McGonagall asked.
"I do?" I asked. He nodded cheerfully.
"Yes don't you remember Miss Weasley." He said and winked at me. I was very baffled that he would get me out of trouble like that, but very grateful.
" Oh yes! I remember...I do! I just forgot, to tell you Professor!" I said as I looked at McGonagall.
"Well, if you have 'special privileges' then you're off the hook! Miss Weasley...Professor Dumbledore!" and she walked away. I sighed in relief and looked at Dumbledore.
" Thank you so much Professor. I really thought she had me!" I said.
"Don't worry about it Ginny. Just don't make it a habit. I could understand that everyone wants to get out sometimes and be alone." I nodded in knowing in what he talked about.
"So do I really have Special Privileges?" I asked. He laughed.
"We'll talk later! But for now, you better get back up to your dormitory and change...you don't want Mr. Filch to catch you!" I nodded and ran back to Gryffindor Tower.
When I entered the common room I saw Ron sitting on a chair his head in his hands. He looked up and saw me.
"Oh GINNY!" he ran towards me about to give me a hug but I moved away from him.
"Ginny?" He said softly. I didn't want to hear him; I didn't want to see his face. I couldn't stand the humility and anger. If only he was I and he could feel what I've been through, he just had to make it worse by slapping me!
"Ginny...I'm so sorry!" I just looked at him with pity and ran off to my room where I cried myself to sleep.
The next couple of weeks I kept away from Ron, I couldn't forgive him for slapping me. I couldn't forgive him, for being too overprotective of me, and not believing me when I told him the truth.
"So that would make it two people now!" I thought one day. First it was Ron and second was Harry. After that one night, he stood me up; I never really talked to him again. I couldn't meet his eyes, whenever he said hello, or something. If I was in one room, and he came in, I would get up and leave.
Ever since my encountering with Malfoy and Pansy, down by the lake, I couldn't help but look at them every time they past by me, holding hands, or making out. I couldn't help noticing of how much they were in love. It was disgusting. I couldn't look at them anymore. I'd wish they would break up, they were just so sick!!! But you know what they say, be careful what you wish for.
"Malfoy was right, I am a nobody and I'll always will be!" I thought as I stirred a potion. I was making some more medicine for some kid who was barfing up his guts. Madam Pomfrey wasn't at my presence, she was gone for a couple of hours now, she said she had a VERY urgent call and to stay here and watch everything. It was about 10 when Madam Pomfrey came back, she looked very tired and sad, and I didn't think anything of it
"OH! I almost forgot! Ginny dear?" I turned from the potion and looked at her.
"Yes?" I asked.
"Would you mind going to Dumbledores office and ask him if he wants all the first years to have a check up." I nodded and I began to walk away when she called out again.
"Oh and Ginny!" I looked at Madam Pomfrey. "The password's Bertie Botts Every Flavored Beans." I nodded again and walked to the statue and said, "Bertie Botts Every Flavored Beans.' I walked up the stairs and heard Dumbledore talking.
"I'm sorry Mr. Malfoy, I really am, but its too late, there's nothing we can do!" I didn't realize it was something serious; I just knocked and walked in. I saw Malfoy slouching in his chair with his hand over his eyes, and was crying. I didn't want to stare, but seeing Malfoy cry was something you just don't see every day.
"Yes Miss Weasley?" he asked from behind his desk. I looked away from Malfoy and gazed at Dumbledore, when I looked at him, I couldn't help notice that he looked distraught and very tired.
"Oh yes! Umm...Madam Pomfrey wanted me to ask you if you wanted all the first years to get a check up?" I said, from the side of my eyes I could see Malfoy shaking, and sniffling.
"Ahh...yes, I remember her telling me about that." He said thoughtfully. "Tell her we'll do one house every week." I nodded and walked towards the door. When he called my name out again. This is where it started; this is where my journey began.
"Actually, yes! Miss Weasley! Could you come back here for a moment?" he asked, I didn't know what he was up to but I knew it was something because he had a mischievous look in his eyes. I went over to him and he pointed to outside of his office.
So I stepped outside his office and he did so too. He closed the door and smiled at me.
"How's it going Miss Weasley? Is everything ok?" he asked.
"Great. Everything's great!" I said, "What a big lie!" I thought as I kept a cheerful face. "Actually, I got top marks in my Potions class!"
He laughed, "That's very good, considering not everyone passes in Professor Snape's class!" There was a slight pause when I asked, "You didn't come out here to ask me how I was doing, did you?"
"Well...yes and no!" he said. He took a deep breath and looked at me very seriously.
"You're probably wondering why Mr. Malfoy was crying inside my office." He said. I cowered down a little.
"Well...I...I...didn't want to say anything...but-"
"Its ok Miss Weasley, being curious is not a crime." He said. It made me feel better when he said that. I really admired Dumbledore; he really did encourage me a lot and made me feel better about myself.
"Like I said, your probably wondering why Mr. Malfoy is crying in my office!" I nodded slightly as my cheeks burned red. Oh boy I was so gonna get him! At least that's what I thought, but when Dumbledore told me...why he was crying, I couldn't help but feel sorry for the guy.
"You see Miss Weasley, I'm afraid that we have lost one of our students!" he said very sadly. I enlarged my eyes. No student had died 3 years, and that person was Cedric Diggory. I thought as my heart sank.
"Who?" I asked breathlessly.
"Miss Parkinson." He said shortly.
"Pansy?!" I gulped and began to shake. I felt a sudden pity for Malfoy. I knew him and Pansy were close and in love. I just never thought that she would die. Of all the people in the whole entire school, it was Draco Malfoy's love and companion. I looked at the door and swallowed hard.
"How did she..." I couldn't bring myself to say the word. I tried to spit it out and just say it but thank god for Dumbledore.
" She was found laying on the floor in the bathroom. I don't know how she died. She could've fainted and hit her head and died, but I don't know Miss Weasley. I really don't know!" I looked at Dunbledore again, and even though it wasn't a good time to ask, I did.
"But what does this have to do with me? I mean I know you told me because I saw him crying it's just...well-"
" I see what you're trying to say Miss Weasley. I know that Mr. Malfoy can be very...uh...cruel sometimes." I nodded my head in agreement. "and I know that you and your families aren't very forthcoming with each other." I didn't know what he was talking about, or what he was going to say, but I had a feeling that I was going to be needed.
"Professor...where is this going?" I asked.
"I know you and Mr. Malfoy haven't really had a good year and I know your very strong Miss Weasley and its one of the traits as a Gryffindor, but right now Mr. Malfoy needs someone to talk to and maybe a friend!" I choked on my saliva and opened my mouth.
"What? Be Malf'oys friend?" I asked. Dumbledore nodded.
"But...but...Professor! I...I...well...what do you want me to do? I mean I know Malfoy would never in his whole entire life be my friend!" I replied.
" I know, right now he's not going to want to talk to anyone, but I would just like you to try and talk to him 2 days a week." My eyes grew wider and my mouth was shaped as an O.
" What? Like...like therapy?" I asked. Dumbledore hinged a little and said. "No...not therapy, more like helping out a friend who's in trouble right now. You two have a similarity Miss Weasley, you both have just been a victim of a crime and you both lost something. So I think it would be good for both of you. Especially since you two are from different houses. I think it will be a great chance to get you to know each other much better!"
I didn't know what to say! I didn't want to tell Dumbledore that I didn't want too and I definitely didn't want Malfoy to fall in the same position as me. I knew what it felt like to be lost and I didn't want it to happen to anybody, not even Malfoy.
"Besides, maybe helping out someone would be good for me! Maybe this is some good in what I can do!" I thought.
"So do you agree?" he asked me.
I nodded my head, really unsure if I should do it, but I just kept telling myself "Some good will come out of it!"
"Trust me Miss Weasley...you won't regret this!" If I had known he was right then I wouldn't have been so scared, but since I couldn't tell the future.
"I hope not!" I muttered as I turned around to leave, but like every one else they stopped me.
"OH and Miss Weasley. Go to the room right beside the DADA classroom, tomorrow at 2:00, there you'll have your sessions!" I nodded again, and gradually walked down the stairs and into my dormitory.
I really believe that everything happens for a reason, and if things never did happen for a reason then there wouldn't be expectation, or hope. I couldn't tell you how scared I was to try and help someone out, but just put it this way. It was what Harry had told me one day, "What will come will come...and I would have to meet it one day."
A/N I hope you like it so far. Sorry I took so long to update. I just had to write it and it took a lot of thinking. I tried to make Draco really mean, but I'm not sure if I did a great job of it! I wanted to make him a little bit meaner and I couldn't find anything for him to say. But other than that please review! (Oh yeah I haven't put Hermione in it yet, but she'll appear soon!)
