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Chapter 2: Give Up Being a Caterpillar
"Mr. Malfoy, will you come with me to my office." Dumbledore appeared out of nowhere while Draco was studying in the library.
"Yes Headmaster"
"You seem to be following Miss Weasley."
"Yes I do sir"
"Is there anything you want to talk about dealing with her death?"
"I just wonder what would drive her to do such a thing."
"Miss Weasley had a hard life. I tried to talk to her but she would never open to me."
"Sir, I witnessed something awhile back" Dumbledore raise his eyebrow to him. "I was watching Ginevra in the entrance hall and I couldn't help but to wipe away her tears.
When my hand hit where her cheek was she look to me. My finger was wet with her tears."
"Thank you for telling me. This is the first I have heard of Miss Weasley doing anything out of the ordinary. She is a very stubborn. I would love to talk with her." Dumbledore and Draco stepped into his office. "Our conversation has gone so pleasantly so far but I have very grave news to tell you Draco." Draco's eyes filled with worry. "Last night your mother was murdered by your father. He has been captured and taken to Azkaban."
Draco's heart stopped. He had just been talking to Dumbledore about Ginevra and now his mother was dead. This could not be happening. Draco was racing down the hall. He ran into his room and landed on his bed drawing the curtains. His mother was dead. The one person who he knew truly loved him was gone. Lucius knew where to hit Draco hard. The next three days Draco didn't go to classes. Nobody bothered him. His mind swarmed with memories of his mother, visions of Ginevra's dead body.
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In the early hours of the morning Draco woke from a restless sleep. Draco's hair was a mess, his clothes wrinkled, and his eyes swollen. Grabbing a knife from his drawer her left his room and sprinted to the entrance hall.
Around him was deathly silence. He could do it. Draco could kill himself right now be with his mother and see Ginevra and apologize to her. He could end his life the same way she did creating a pool of blood around him for everyone to see. Draco ripped his shirt off exposing his pale body. The cold December air pierced his naked torso. He took the knife pressing it into his arm.
"Don't do it Draco. It isn't worth it."
The knife clattered to the ground and Draco jump to his feet. Ginevra stood before him. The blank depressed expression still on her face. Her eyes were void focusing to a spot beyond Draco's head. Blood continued to pour from her wounds. Her voice was a raspy harsh whisper that seemed to echo.
"Ginevra?"
"Don't do it please."
She started to sob. Draco didn't know what to do. She was a ghost he couldn't hold her.
"Ok I won't"
"Thank you"
They stood across from each other staring.
"Why are you so sad?" she asked cocking her head to the side.
"My father killed my mother. She was the only person who loved me."
"I'm sorry"
"Why are you sad?"
"I have to go"
"Please stay, I have so many questions to ask you."
"No, but thank you for the flowers they are my favorite."
Her eyes fluttered and she hit the floor. Draco went to the ground and tried to talk to her but only two black tunnels stared back. Draco crawled backward leaning against the cold stone wall. When her body disappeared the floor magically began to clean itself. The Professors created a spell to clean up the blood Ginevra left behind when she completed her death march. Not knowing what to do Draco went to Headmaster Dumbledore and told him exactly what happened.
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"Draco you know killing yourself is not the best option. If you need to talk please come to me or go to Professor Snape. I am glad she has made contact that is a good sign. Just give it time and maybe she will come around."
"Sir she knew that I brought flowers to her grave."
"Ghosts are all around us Draco. Some choose who to show themselves to." A shimmer of hope filled Draco's eyes. "I cannot promise you that your mother has turned into a ghost. I am sorry Draco."
"Why do some people turn into ghost while others continue on?"
"I am sorry Draco. I can honestly say I do not know fully. Not even the ghost knows why they are still on earth but once they figure it out then they can continue on. Go get some rest Mr. Malfoy it would be nice to see you going to classes within the next few days. I am sorry for your loss."
"Good night Headmaster."
Draco went to classes the next week and continued to follow Ginevra trying to get her to talk to him again.
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At 12am on Thursday Draco and Blaise handed off patrol duties to two other prefects and started to the dormitories. Draco looked up the stairs and saw Ginevra descending.
"Blaise I will be there in a minute."
He waited in the hall for her to approach. At first she did nothing unusual. Her eyes began to flutter and Draco turned to walk back to the dungeons.
"Draco, will you give my brother a message?"
Draco spun around shocked. "Yes I will."
"I will do something for you if you tell him this." Holding out her hand a silver glowing paper appeared. Draco reached for the glowing paper. It floated in mid air in front of him. Draco read the script written in her handwriting.
"How does one become a butterfly?" she asked pensively.
"You must want to fly so much that you are willing to give up being a caterpillar."
"You mean to die?" asked Yellow...
"Yes and no," he answered "What looks like you will die, but what's really, you will live"
"It is from a book he read to me when I was young."
"Ginevra, why are you here?"
"I don't know." Ginevra's eyes began to flutter again and she fell to the ground. Draco pushed the floating note to his bedroom and wrote down her words. The ghost paper dissipated in the air.
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The next morning everyone sat down to breakfast like normal. When Draco came in though, instead of going to his table he approached Ron.
"Weasley, can I speak with you a moment?"
"I don't want to hear it Malfoy."
"Trust me this is important."
"Alright"
"I have a message to give you. 'How does one become a butterfly?' she asked pensively. 'You must want to fly so much that you are willing to give up being a caterpillar.' 'You mean to die?' asked Yellow... 'Yes and no,' he answered 'What looks like you will die, but what's really, you will live'"
Ron's face went white. "How did you…."
Draco turned back around and went to his seat.
Draco contemplated the words he had just read to Weasley. Maybe death was the beginning of a new life. Like a caterpillar the human body was merely a shell for the soul and when one dies the soul is free becoming a butterfly. The body may die but the soul lives on.
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Later that day Ron approached Draco.
"Who gave you that message?"
"I can't tell you."
"Malfoy please, you know what it is like to lose someone close to you."
"How do you about my mother."
"It was in the Daily Prophet."
"Oh, your sister told me."
"My sister! How?"
"She talked to me"
"When? Where? How?"
"In the entrance hall at midnight. She just started speaking to me."
"Has she spoken to you before?"
"Yes"
"Why?" he started to cry. "Why does she talk to you and not me?"
"I really don't know Weasley."
"Well thank you for telling me."
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Draco followed Ginevra after classes, waiting for her to speak with him, but each time he followed her nothing happened. After class Draco found Ginevra walking by the Charms classroom. When he approached her she stopped. Her breath in her chest quickened.
Not even looking at him she whispered in a barely audible voice. "Meet me in the entrance hall tonight."
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Draco couldn't get away until after midnight. She was already there when he arrived.
"You are late."
"I got caught up in homework."
"I have a message for you."
"Me?"
"Your mother wanted to tell you that she loves you and she put up a fight before her death. She wants you to be strong. She wants you to grow up and become the man she raised you to be." Draco was crying. "She wanted you to have these."
Ginevra opened her hand revealing a ring and locket. "The ring is your great-great grandmothers and she wants you to give it to the woman who will have your heart."
Draco reached out taking the ring and locket. Opening the locket he was so familiar with he saw the picture of him and his mother.
"Thank you Ginevra."
"Thank you for talking to my brother."
"Ginevra I want to talk to you."
"I can't"
"Why? Is someone or something not allowing you to? You can trust me."
Her voice began to rise with anger. "No one tells me to do anything. I can't trust anyone."
"Please Ginevra, I want to help you."
"I know, I read your letter."
"You read my…"
"Meet me here tomorrow"
Draco went his room and hid the ring in a safe place. He placed the locket draping over the picture of his mother by his bed. The next day he followed Ginevra like always and still she didn't acknowledge him. At midnight he met her in the entrance hall.
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"What do you want to ask me?"
"Why did you do it Ginevra? What made you hurt so much inside that you had to end your life? Why did you come back? I want to help you but how? Why don't you acknowledge me when I walk next to you?"
"I don't want to tell you right now. I can't trust you that much yet. I don't see you when I walk the halls. I don't see anything around me."
Looking at her face her eyes were fixed to the ground. "How do you know it's me?"
"I can see your soul."
Draco was lost for words. Did he feel violated that she could see his soul or was it comforting knowing she was talking to him? "Why did you read the letter I wrote?"
"You left it by my grave why wouldn't I read it?" She said matter of factly. "Was it beautiful? My death?"
"Ginevra you died."
"I know but was it beautiful?"
"Maybe in a depressingly beautiful way."
"Perfect that's what I wanted."
"I found your body."
"I know, you cried. You have never cried before have you?"
"Not that I can remember. Why do you continue to bleed?"
"I died bleeding I live the afterlife bleeding."
"What is it like to die?"
"Calming. The initial cuts hurt but soon the pain disappears and you become numb. You go into a world of your own. You feel so light and free. All the pains of the world disappear. You can feel you heart slowing down. You can feel your soul trying to break free from the cocoon it has been trapped in. Then you fly." Ginevra closed her eyes and smiled. Draco had never seen her smile before. She looked angelic.
"You look stunning when you smile." She snapped her head to his direction. Her eyes began to flutter and she hit the ground.
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