The Slytherin Princess
Chapter 3 - When They think they know whats best
It was early in the morning when she finally returned back to her room, it hadnt sunk in yet that Malfoy was a killer. She new his father was but for some reason a little part of her wished for him to not follow in his dads footprints. As she lay on her bed she began to go through possible people he might kill. She knew so far that it was a girl and that their family hd upset You Know Who...unfortunatly Ginny didnt know that many people, she began to get frustrated because someone someone had a death sentence andwho ever it was, the clock was ticking...fast.
The hours went by and she had been debating between telling Dumbledore and keeping quiet..what if he goes after my family, I would never forgive myself...she thought to herself. Although if he does kill them who knows how many others he would kill efore he stopped. No I need to stop this. I need to help him...wait he's a Malfoy why should I CARE??
Draco lay on his bed and sighed he tryed to sleep, to foget her but when ever he closed hs eyes all he could see was her. It killed him to know he couldnt, shouldnt love her, because if he got too attached he wouldnt be able to forefill his task.. His whole life hed been waiting to be told his first assignment from his great master. But this wasnt how he had imagined. It was supposed to be about power; knowing your place; getting what you deserve; proving yourself. but no matter how hard he tryed he couldnt help but think that this was wrong.
who cares she must deserve it; She has done something wrong; She doesnt know her place; She needs to be tought not to mess with us. As he lay there he hears a door creek and he went to his door and opened it to fing Ginny walking towards the main entrance.
'Where are you going so early Weasley?' he said houghterly
'Like you care...Ferret' she snapped back
As she put her hand on the door handle that she was going to Dumbledore. Draco dived forward and pinned her against the wall to stop her.
'MALFOY LET ME GO' she roared.
He put his hand around her throat and she struggled to breathe. He whispered into her ear...
'Im not thick on the contary actually which is why you should know better than to go to Dumbledore and rat on me. I thought you where smarter than that...hmm everdently not.' He let go of her throat.
Ginny fell to the ground gasping for air, she now knew what he was capable of but couldnt fight the urge to retailiate.
'You disgust me, I hate you' she spluttered to his feet but only to be pulled up by her hair.
Draco slammed her against the wall in anger and knew that he had hurt her. He pulled his wand out but stopped...he saw the fear in her eyes. His one weakness and she had conquered it.
Without any warning he pressed his lips against hers. He had waited a lifetime for this and just wanted to enjoy the moment. He loved the way his lips felt against hers, he breathed in her sent...cinnemon, with a slight hint of honey. However being so wrapped up in his own thoughts he didnt realise she was struggling to get away from him until her hand came to contact with his head. He stumbled to the ground as she fled the empty room.
I really need to stop making a habit of this Ginny thought as she left their room once again.
She hadnt expected him to kiss her and at first was to confused to know what was happening, As he kissed her butterflys began to flutter uncontrollably in her stomach and fireworks where soaring through the sky. But then she came crashing back down to reality and she had to stop him but he was to strong and the first thing that came to her mind was to slap him...so she did and the next thing she knew she was walking towards the lake outside.
She was really confused about how she felt, but she knew he was just trying to mess with her head. She was so frustrated by what he had just done. She couldnt tell Dumbledore now. She would feel like she was betraying Draco.
Draco slowly stood up and grinned to himself remembering the kiss he had just shared with her, he thought that for a moment she enjoyed it, but that was before she whacked him. He laughed outloud knowing that she would be angry. He knew her, he knew how she would feel, frustrated. angry. scared but it was a mistake he had made a connection with her. Surely this would make it harder for him to complete his task?.
