A/N: Thank you theophania, Nenriel, and Possesed Roguey for reviewing. I apologize for, once again, taking so long to update. It's been what, a month? I hope I didn't lose readers due to this long wait. This chapter is kind of short but shorter chapters means sooner updates. Enjoy. Please review.
Chapter 4
Ginny woke up the next morning shivering; great, she was sick! She wrapped the blankets tighter around herself. She hated being sick, it made her feel so vulnerable. It felt like the time in the Chamber when she lay paralyzed on the floor, unable to stop Tom. Tom who she had trusted. Tom who she had loved. When she had woken up and looked into Harry's face, she had been scared for a second, but then saw in his eyes that he wasn't going to hurt her.
But she didn't tell anyone what Tom had done; she was already in enough trouble. So she just kept it to herself. Nobody could tell that she was emotionally scarred for life. They thought she was just dealing with the aftermath of almost dying. If only they knew what she'd been going through. But they were better off not knowing. By her second year she was ok again, or so they thought.
She'd decided to forget about it. It was just an unfortunate incident that was over and done with. She was fine, at least she thought she was. Until she freaked out on night when she was with Dean.
They'd been making out, and then he put his hands under her shirt. Then the memories of the chamber hit her; and it was like she was reliving it. First Tom put his hands under her shirt and was touching and squeezing her, then he ripped her shirt off and yanked her pants off and---She was pulled out of her memory by Dean shaking her really hard. "Gin, are you ok?" He grabbed her hand and she screamed and kicked until he let go, and gave her a weird scared look. He slowly reached out his hands in front of him, towards her. "Gin, it's ok, I'm not gonna hurt you," he said taking a step towards her.
"Stay the fuck away!" she screamed, "Stay the fuck away and never touch me again!" Then she ran away crying.
Draco slipped on his best robes and pinned on his prefect badge. He combed his hair and left the Slytherin Common Room. As he walked he ran his hands through his hair. He had gotten an owl from Dumbledore that morning, requesting him to come to his office after lunch. It was one thing to skip a meeting with a teacher, but he couldn't miss a meeting with the headmaster.
He had taken a hangover potion before he left so that Dumbledore wouldn't be suspicious. But the potion didn't change his bloodshot eyes, they would give him away. Oh well.
Ginny lay in bed. She hadn't gone to breakfast or any classes. Hermione had tried to get her out of bed, but Ginny had started screaming and Hermione had finally left. Hermione had looked really hurt too, and now Ginny felt bad. She was always hurting everyone. She hurt Ron and her fellow Gryffindors because she was constantly making them worry about her. She had hurt her mother and father and the rest of her family in her first year when she had been in the chamber. And Dean last summer. The list went on and on. She thought, "I'm just a big pain to society. I hurt everybody, the people I care about, the people who care about me. They shouldn't have to go though my shit. They deserve better." She stared at her scarred and scabbed hands and tears welled up in her eyes. She said out loud, "I don't deserve to live" and burst out crying.
Draco waited by the entrance to Dumbledore's office. Since he was only a prefect, he didn't know the password and had to wait to be let in. He was just starting to get impatient when the entrance opened and revealed a spiral staircase. He took a deep break and walked up the stairs.
Ginny stopped crying and sat up in bed breathing hard. "I know what I have to do," she said to herself in a shaky voice. She slipped into her robes and put her knife in her pocket. Then with a trembling hand, she wrote a note that she left on her pillow. Then she left the Gryffindor Tower and went to Moaning Myrtle's Bathroom. They wouldn't find her there for a while.
A/N: (dum dum dum!) Cliffhanger! I'm sure you can all guess what will happen next but still. I have the next chapter partially finished. I know what I want to happen but am having writers block on how to do it. If that makes any sense. But I will try to update a.s.a.p. Thank you for reading and reviewing.