It's been a long time there are no excuses either life happened started. I went to college. Got married, Got pregnant, Got divorced. So now I'll try to finish these stories hoping no one will kill me, for not updating for so long. I started six stories all over 5 years ago some I'm completely ashamed of my writing style. I wouldn't even read that crap. I figured I'd attempt to finish this one first. It's been so long that I barely remember where I was going. But here we go anyway.

Akavesha

Chapter 4

Ginevra sat stock still on a bench beside the lake. She should be in class but she was sure Professor mcGonagall would understand. There was no way she could have been able to pay attention in class anyway. She couldn't get the look she had just been given out of her head. Although she had a slight feeling that it was the same look she had given Dumbledore before she promptly fell to the floor in a dead faint in the middle of his office.

She didn't follow Sierra. She had no doubt in her mind that Sierra need time before she could be approached by anyone. Especially after hearing what she had just learned from her mother that was only 5 years older than her. But also learning that her sire is the one person most of her world is completely terrified of. Well no one would blame her for wanting to be alone.

So Ginevra sat there staring at the black lake for hours it seemed. She couldn't help but think what everyone's reaction would be if she just sank under the water without attempting to come back up for the necessary air. Eventually she felt a presence behind her. They didn't speak just stood there maybe 3 feet behind her. Without turning her head or tearing her eyes from a distant bird sitting on the surface of the lake. She merely asked "Care to explain why you're still here? It's been 15 minutes. Am I that much of a freak show to you? Just leave." She could only assume it was Malfoy. Anyone else would have spoken before now.

Malfoy, for some baffling reason, took that as an invitation to join her on the bench. As he sat , she did move to sneer at him, for presuming his company was at all welcomed! There was way too much turmoil in her life already. She didn't need Malfoy to add to the pile of shit that was her life. "What do you want? I prefer my solitude way better than the company of Idiots who don't know when to quit!" She had given up on beating around the bush. She was not going to pull any punches. She was at the end of her rope with what to do. Being back at the Castle was enough to put her on edge.

"I don't know how it's possible but I know that that riddle girl is your daughter. I can only assume You're not in a good state of mind. And sitting here by the lake looking like you want it to eat you is not very settling." he said in a low voice staring at the water instead of looking at her.

His words just seemed to put her past the boiling point. She stood, with fists at her side. The famous weasley temper that everyone avoided was nothing compared to Ginervra in a rage. She thought meekly who better to direct all her frustrations at then Malfoy. She was shaking with fury too scared to grasp her wand for fear of breaking it or worse, killing Malfoy.

An exasperated internal yell was all she could manage. She turned and started thumping her way back to the castle. There was one place she could go that she would could be assured no unwanted company. Secretly thanking Dumbledore for giving her that tower. Mayfoy had something else in mind however and ran to stand in front of her. She stopped abruptly and was staring at his shoes. Taking a slow deep breath before raising her head to meet his eyes. There was no outward loathing in his expression. Like there had been for years with Ron. Realization hit her that since the start of 2nd year after her brief stay in the hospital wing. (The result of a rather huge blow up at the 'Golden Trio' that ended with her punching a mirror. ) Malfoy had been much less vile toward her. Rest assured he was still plenty big headed with his 'better than you attitude" when it came to the Weasley family as a whole, but with her not so much. It still didn't give him the right to intrude on her life.

"Get out of my way" she growled through her clenched teeth.

Malfoy stood straighter at that. He wasn't done yet, he had to make her listen. "I only want to help! I know you're gonna laugh. This is completely, not Malfoy like. I have my reasons. I can't let them be known just yet though. I don't expect you to tell me the details. I'm merely extending my assistance to you for whatever you may need. I can help you figure this out. I will take a wizard's oath not to mention any of this to anyone, If that's what it takes." His words were completely sincere.

Ginervra felt herself calming just a little. "What I need right now Malfoy, is for you to move out of my way! None of this concerns you at all. Just leave me alone." pushing past him she began walking more quickly to the castle. Malfoy was faster. He gently grabbed her shoulder to spin her around.

"I'll leave you be right now, under the condition that you agree to meet with me later this week. There are things I need to explain to you. That I've been to much of a coward to say before now. It could benefit your situation, and possibly mine, if we work together. Just please consider it! and tell me when and where to meet you and I'll be there." He let go of her arm and took a few steps back waiting for some kind of response. The only thing she could manage was a brief nod and she returned to making her way toward the Castle and the solitude she now craved.

Akavesha