Dear Readers,

I would like to clear up a few things. I know I have made some mistakes with not reading prior chapters and some information is conflicting. I have 2 computers and write and save on both. I know this is not an excuse and I promise it won't happen again.

George is the one that died at Hogwarts, not Fred.

Ginny's hair is blond and will stay that way.

Draco and Blaize are not in a sexual relationship…..yet lol

Hope this helps, but be gentle. I'm new at this. I appreciate all the reviews that you have so graciously taken the time to leave. Thanks and Happy Holidays!!!!

Blood Rain

Chapter 10

"Ginny. Earth to Ginny." Padma Patil called as she waved her hand in front of Ginny's stunned face. "Why are you standing there holding a pair of boy's boxers?"

Numb.

She was numb. She couldn't speak and her feet wouldn't move. It was if her body was made of stone. She faintly heard the surprised whisperings of the other students as they passed her, but her mind was in a state of shock.

"What the fuck is going on?" She said out loud, but the halls were empty. Classes had already started and here she was standing outside her classroom holding a scrap of silk.

So many thoughts and feelings were racing through her head that she didn't see Dumbledore round the corner.

"Skipping class Miss Weasley?" He asked as he came to a stop not a few feet in front of her. She didn't move. She didn't even look up. Her eyes were riveted on the shiny emerald silk clutched in her hands.

"I find Miss Weasley that when one doesn't understand something, it is best to go to the source than take second hand gossip." Her head snapped up as Dumbledore walked passed and continued down the corridor.

"What does that mean?" Her voice echoed in the empty hallway. He was gone.

Typical Dumbledore, leave it to him to say something cryptic and leave.

Ginny picked up her book bag and slowly made her way to Gryffindor Tower. Raw emotion clogged her throat as question after question flew around in her brain.

Was it true? Was he with that Slytherin slut last night?

Everything they told me, was it all just an elaborate lie to get into my pants?

Is this just some game the two of them play? Were they trying to humiliate her?

This and similar questions just wouldn't stop. Tears began to fall as she slammed the door to her room. Flake gave a startled hoot from her cage as Ginny threw herself on the bed. Great wrenching sobs tore through her body as the horror of Daphne's words sunk in.

Blaize had gone to that whore last night after their time in the woods. He had stroked her body and then gone to Daphne.

"I am such a fool." She yelled angrily as the tears continued to fall.

During the war, time and time again she had experienced mind numbing physical pain at the hands of some of the darkest of wizards. On the train Terry Book had tortured her wanting her to break, but she hadn't. She had stayed strong because she knew that nothing could compare to the emotional pain inflicted by him, the dark lord. Voldemort.

Tom Riddle had played with her emotions; he had played with her mind. He had taken a young, naïve girl and made her trust, believe every word that he said. After the basilisk was dead and Tom Riddle was gone, Ginny vowed never to blindly trust anyone again. Every relationship she had since had been tainted by her mistrust.

Until them.

She only knew about them for a few days, but something inside had told her to trust them, to believe them.

She had been wrong.

Ginny stayed in her bed until the sun set and darkness filled the room. Her tears had dried and anger began to replace sadness. She knew she would have to face them sometime, but was reluctant for it to be tonight.

Having missed lunch, her stomach made the decision for her. Ginny quickly washed her face and cast a cooling charm on her swollen eyes. Shucking off her school robes and grabbing her shoes, Ginny gathered her wits and slowly made her way out the door..

Draco was nervous. He hadn't seen Ginevra all day and according to Luna Lovegood, she hadn't been to any of her classes. Something was wrong, he could feel it. Deep down he knew something bad had happened today, but he was unable to get into Gryffindor Tower to find out if she was there. He didn't want to alert anyone in case she was ditching or sick. His hands were tied.

The Main Hall was noisy and crowded. Everyone was talking at once giving the whole hall a sense of happy chaos. Draco just tapped his foot anxiously ignoring all attempts at conversation. Blaize sat at the opposite end of the table talking to a bunch of second years eating happily. Draco hadn't discussed with Blaize his alarm at the missing Ginevra, but he could tell the other Slytherin was feeling strangely too.

"Damn Draco. She isn't even here and you still look love sick." Pansy's amused voice broke through his thoughts. He looked up to see her beautiful smiling face smirking back at him.

"I know she isn't here Pansy. That's the problem. I can't seem to find her." Draco admitted as he picked up his pumpkin juice and took a long drink.

"What do you mean? She had classes like the rest of us. Maybe she wasn't hungry." Pansy tried to sound positive, but the look on her friends face didn't leave room for positives.

"I wish. She skipped all her classes. Who skips class on the first day? I can't get into Gryffindor Tower to see if she's there. This is so frustrating."

Several more minutes went by as Draco concentrated on eating his meal and contemplating where next to go search for Ginny.

"Hey Malfoy, isn't that Ginny?" Pansy's voice cut through the haze in his brain once again and his head snapped up. She was here, safe and sound. Finally he could breath again.

He watched her walk to the Hufflepuff table and sit quietly next to Loony Lovegood. A deep frown marred his perfect features as he noted the slightly swollen look to her eyes. She had been crying.

The rest of dinner time was spent with Draco watching Ginny's every move, covertly of course, and Ginny oblivious to his stares. She ate slowly, talking once and awhile to Lovegood. She seemed fine, but something didn't feel right to Draco. He watches as she said her goodbyes to Lovegood and walked out of the hall. Not sparing Pansy a glance, Draco got up and followed Ginny out.

Draco moved quickly, searching for any sign of Ginny. She was quick. Finally after at least ten minutes of navigating the mazes of hallways, he found her talking to Professor McGonagall.

The Professor didn't look happy.

"I understand that you weren't feeling well Miss Weasley, but that is no excuse for not informing me of your absence. Here are your make up lessons, and unfortunately you will be serving two nights of detention. Professor Snape has most courteously allowed you his classroom for that period. I expect better from you Miss Weasley. Don't disappoint me in the future." McGonagall turned from Ginny with a jerk of her green robes, and was gone.

"Thank god Ginevra, where have you been." Draco's voice startled her and Ginny let out a squeak of surprise. She hadn't known he was standing there.

She turned to Draco with cold eyes, "Why do you care what I do? I'm just the current entertainment. Go find someone else to screw over." She huffed as she turned to continue down the hallway.

Confusion and shock ran through him as he watched her walk away. He grabbed her by arm and spun her around to face him.

"What the hell are you talking about? Entertainment? Are you serious?" His incredulous sincere look gave her pause.

"Honestly Draco. Did you think I was born yesterday? That I wouldn't find out that the two of you have been lying about this mate thing? I should have known better, you are Slytherin's after all." She couldn't stop the tears from clogging her throat.

"I…I have no idea what you are talking about or who you have been talking too, but you are my mate. The one made for me." The beast was angry. Draco could feel it's fury rising to the surface. Was she denying the mating?

"Oh come on. Please just stop. I know about Blaize and Daphne. So who have you been fucking?" His mouth hung open as she continued to rant.

"This whole mate thing is just a bunch of bullshit the two of you concocted to get in my pants." Tears were flowing unchecked down her pale cheeks as she stared at the floor.

A low growl echoed off the stone walls and suddenly Ginny was pulled down the hallway and into an empty classroom. Several candles lit magically as they entered, casting creepy dark shadows across the dust covered walls.

"You are my MATE. MINE. I will not lose you." His voice took on a more throaty qualify and his grip on her arm tightened.

"Draco stop. This just needs to stop. I am not your mate. I am not your anything. I can't take anymore of this. I'm holding on by a thread as it is." She wanted him to understand that this whole charade was over.

She was afraid of him. He could smell her fear as it radiating off her. He tried his best to calm the beast, but her denial, her rejection of the mating between them was driving it insane. The overwhelming urge to claim her crawled through every fiber of his being. It would be so easy to push her to the floor, strip her naked, hold her down and slide inside her. She would be so sweet, so tight as he fucked her……………………….

Draco was in agony. His two halves fighting against the middle.

"NO." He howled and Ginny was forcefully flung backwards onto the cold stone floor. She landed hard and gave a startled cry of shock and confusion. Several seconds went by as she slowly took stock and sat up. Large glass shards from a broken window littered the floor. When she fell her white cotton shirt gave no resistance as the razor sharp spikes pierced her shoulder.

The beast liked blood.

The tangy metallic scent of her blood filled the room. As Ginny realized Draco had disappeared, a low angry howl echoed through the room. The pain in her arm was ignored as self preservation kick in. Ginny quickly bolted for the open door only to have it magically slam violently shut.

Trapped. She was trapped.

"Think your going somewhere Love?"

It took several seconds for Ginny to realize the words hadn't been said aloud but had echoed through her mind.

Nutters. She was going completely nutters?

"Pretty, oh so pretty." An unfamiliar gravelly voice cooed as Ginny moved towards the far wall until her back was against the chalk board. She wanted to see the attack when it came.

"Attack; there will be no attack my sweet. Only mating."

The shadowy figure slowly advanced out of the darkened corner. Their eyes met and Ginny gasped in shock. For standing not five feet away was a lethal looking black panther ready to pounce.

"Oh fuck." She breathed as the beast advanced.

Next Time:

"I'm sorry Ginny, I am so sorry."

I am taking votes on what Blaize shape shifts into…I was thinking something original. Black bear maybe? Tell me what you think!