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I awoke with a start, sitting strait up ready for anything. Darkness. The scent of blood and sweat hung in the stale air and the distant sound of dripping was all there was.

"Hello?" I whispered hoping maybe someone was in here with me. I heard no answer but I wouldn't speak any louder, for fear of attracting something or someone unsavory. I sat still and let my eyes adjust, and felt in my jeans for my wand. Of course they took my wand. It would be stupid of them to leave it. The room came slightly in to focus. I was surrounded by stone walls; I had a grungy cot on the floor and a pan of water. I was definitely in a dungeon. I saw one exit, a door on the far side of the room and I was completely alone. I stood searching every inch, looking for anything useful. I found a few small holes in the wall near the top, no doubt to let fresh air in. I bet it floods in here when it rains

They found me outside of Harry's house! Oh god they know where he is! I began to gasp for air, I couldn't get enough of it, I was in a complete panic. They are going to use me to get to him, and he will take it. He will let them have him in trade for me. My whole family will be looking for me. Why was I so stupid? I knew better than to leave the house without someone. I lay back on the floor and tried to slow my breathing. That's when the crying began. My whole body shook with sobs, tears poured down my face and in to my hair. I was never going to see my family again.

That when I heard a door swing open and footsteps heading towards me. I laid there completely silent, with my eyes closed. I refused to let my captors see me cry. "Show no weakness girl!" I heard Mad eye during one of my training sessions. The footsteps stopped a few feet away from me.

"Weasley, Get up." The voice sounded so familiar.

"No." I replied without opening my eyes. I was determined.

"This isn't Hogwarts anymore, do as I say, get up or it is going to get ugly." There was something different enough to throw her off though. She knew this person, but something was very different.

"What If I don't get up? Will you go ahead and kill me now? "I said smirking slightly.

"Look, be glad it's me, Weasley. Anyone else would have started the pain by now, I just wanted to talk. I have some food for you too." I heard another pan being set on the floor. I slowly opened my eyes and began to sit up. I turned to see none other than Draco Malfoy standing next to me.

"What could you possibly want from me?" I let the disgust in my voice show.

"I didn't say I wanted anything. I wanted to talk." He raised an eye brow. And sat down cross legged on the floor in front of me. "You can't stay here." He said with a matter of fact tone.

"I thought I might hang out for a while. Seems pretty awesome so far, the thread count on those sheets has to be in the six hundreds, I just need you to point me towards the Jacuzzi" I said rolling my eyes

"Look here smart-aleck, I don't have any more death eaters to dispose of for you and Potter to kill to get out of here. So I will let you out the easy way." He sat quietly waiting for a reply.

"Why are you letting me go? "My eyes were round as dinner plates.

"Because I am tired of feeding this war. I want it out of my family, out of my house and out of my world. "He looked down playing with a string on his robes." Harry needs to kill him. That's all there is to it. He will never be happy. No matter what you give, no matter what you take, no matter what you kill. He will never be satisfied."

"What does that have to do with letting me go? Harry has been trying as hard as he can. There isn't anything you can do about it." I was so confused. Malfoy was good? No, he was just tired of having him in his house that's all. It all comes down to his own selfish reasons.

"Because you need to die. That's what will made Harry fight harder." He looked up determined "that will be the push he needs."

"If you kill me he will just kill you." I rolled my eyes yet again.

"No I'm not going to kill you you're not listening, I will let you go. I will send news your dead and say he killed you. Then Harry will have the extra push he needs to come in for the kill."

"Unless it breaks his spirit completely, why not just kill me for real? Why go in to all this extra business?" I stood and began to pace.

"Because He will torture you and then kill you" he said pointing up "and then you can't go back to Potter."

"Why do you even care?" I snapped.

"Because I can't stand by and watch him take another innocent life Ginny, I can't do it. I have watch to many deaths." the sorrow was apparent in his eyes and his voice.

"I am far from innocent Malfoy; you don't need to protect me. I have fought for myself before I have even shot a few killing curses before." I said very strait forward.

"I am not talking about you Weasley, I have watch to many children murdered I'm not watching another." He shrugged his shoulders.

"I AM NOT A CHILD!" I screeched. "You sound like my mother. I am twenty-one I don't need you mothering Me.!"

"I'm not talking about you Ginny." He said calmly "I am talking about your baby"

That's when I hit the floor again.

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