Geeze. I still don't own anything! OK! If I did, this story would be more accurate. But moving along then,
Draco wrapped his arms around Ginny. He nuzzled her head affectionately as he caressed her hair. There wasn't anyway he was going to lose her now. Not after he just got her. Potter would not take her away from him. "It's going to be ok, Gin."
"Thank you, Draco," whispered Ginny. It felt good to have his strong arms around her, comforting her. Unlike Harry, she felt safe in Draco's arms. There was just something different about their embraces.
"WHAT THE BLOODY HELL IS GOING ON! Take you hands off my sister!" bellowed a voice from a familiar red head.
Both Ginny and Draco turned to face a very red faced Ron, stalking over to them. When he reached them, he glared at Draco before pulling his sister away from Draco's arms. He almost made a move to hit him when Ginny stopped him.
"Ron, stop!" commanded Ginny, placing a hand on his arm. She looked pleadingly up at him.
"But Ginny, it's Malfoy," stammered Ron.
"I know, Ron. It's okay," restated Ginny, boldly.
"I'm not hurting her. You've got the wrong guy for that one," informed Draco, with a smirk. He took Ginny back over to him, wrapping his arms around her waist.
Again Ron glared at him. "What does that mean?"
"You should watch your best mate more," snarled Draco.
"Harry? Harry could do nothing compared to what you would do to her," snapped Ron. He crossed his arms over his chest.
Ginny smiled sadly. "Ron, Draco's not the enemy. Ok? Just believe that." She walked over to her brother. She placed a hand on his cheek and smiled softly at him. "Look, I understand. But can't you understand that I am happy?"
"I do, Ginny. It's just after Tom….I gotta look after you," answered Ron, softly as he stared at his only and youngest sister. The Tom incident had unnerved him. After all, he had seen the after effects it had on her. Ginny was a mess after it, always crying or mumbling. On most days she's lock herself in her room and not come out. If anyone touched her, she'd start shrieking. That's when Ron promised not to let anything like that happen to her again.
At the mention of Tom's name, Ginny tensed up. Fear passed through her eyes. Taking a shaky breath, she spoke. "I know, Ron. If something goes wrong, I can handle it. I'm older now."
"But," Ron glanced over at Draco, who was watching the two siblings talk with complete amazement at how much they cared for each other. "How do you know he's not like Tom? He could do the same thing!"
"He doesn't know," whispered Ginny, looking down at her feet. Talking about Tom wasn't one of her favorite topics. It always made her upset.
"He doesn't!" exclaimed Ron. His eyes flashed with uncertainty and disbelief. How could he not know? It was his father after all. Didn't they share their plots of evilness?
Blinking back tears, Ginny looked at her brother before walking over to Draco. She leaned up and kissed him. "I'm going to go." Her voice was soft and shaky.
Both boys watched her walk away. As soon as she was gone from sight, Draco whirled to face Ron. His hands were balled into fists. "What did you say to her? Who is 'Tom'?"
Ron was, to say the least, surprised at the other boy's rage. Did he actually care for his sister? Or was it some kind of act? Well, one thing was for sure, he wasn't going to just tell him of his sister's trauma. That was her place. "Nothing you'd wanna hear about."
Swiftly, Draco had Ron up against the stonewall with his hands holding firmly to his robes. His cold steel gray eyes sparkled with fire that Ron couldn't quite figure out. This was certainly a new side to Draco Malfoy. "What made her tense up like that? Did this 'Tom' person hurt her? Tell me damnit!"
"You should know! No matter how many times Ginny has to defend you for not being involved, you had to be!" snapped Ron, struggling against Draco's grip. It was far tighter than he expected.
"S-She defended me?" stammered Draco, for the first time in his life. His grip loosened as uncertainty washed over him. Until now, would the fiery redhead defend him? Him of all people. A Malfoy. No one defended him before.
"Yea, it was pathetic." Ron snarled at Draco as if it were somehow it was al his fault. Dusting off his robes and straightening himself, he uttered, "She said it was your father's fault for it happening. Not yours. Even if you were involved, that you were pushed into it. She said sometimes people do things they don't want to but have to."
Still dumbfounded, Draco blinked. What had his father done to her? What didn't she thing he did anything? What if he did? Had he hurt her? He wouldn't be able to bear it. These blasted redheads and the damned secrets! Why couldn't they just tell him? Meekly a "Why?" came out of his mouth.
Frowning, Ron looked around. The halls were still empty for some odd reason. Deciding to let a little info slip, he chose his words carefully. "Chamber of Secrets." With that, he turned to walk away.
"Wait, she opened it?" called Draco, after the retreating boy's back. He jogged up to catch him. That was a touchy subject for anyone, but Ginny? What happened to her?
"Yea, she did. All because of Tom," snarled Ron, angrily.
"Tom?"
"He-Who-Must-Not-Be-Named." Ron glared at the boy and left the shocked boy. He went off in search of Harry and Hermione, knowing his sister needed to be alone.
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Ah, yes. I am thinking of putting a lemon in the next chapter. Can you guess who? wink wink. Nudge nudge.
