I DO NOT OWN HARRY POTTER
GINNY POV
I returned to my body after Harry was done with it, I was broken, sad. Harry untied me and left the room. I rolled over on my side and looked at the clock. 1 in the morning, if I left now, I would be able to see Draco if I apperated to his house in London. Fearing what might happen but unable to stay, I left to Draco's home.
When I got there, Draco wasn't there. I felt dirty and grimy, I had to use his shower. I scrubbed at my skin until it was red and raw. I scrubbed inside myself until I bled, trying to get the feeling of dirt off of me. When I was done I borrowed some of Draco's clothes. The shirt was baggy on me, and his boxer briefs were a little short, showing how I had rubbed the skin off of my legs. I couldn't help it, I went back into the bathroom and using a spell took all the hair off my body. There, I feel a little cleaner. There was a pop in the living room.
I walked out and there was Draco, but with a woman in his arms. My eyes widened in horror, "Draco"
He didn't look at me, "Ginny, this is not the time, wait Ginny?" He looked me full in the face, taking my appearance in. Bald, bruised, the skin on my body rubbed raw. "Gin, my love"
"Don't touch me!!" I ran out, temporarily forgetting how to use magic. I ran, and kept running until I finally collapsed, somewhere, exhausted.