Author: Life.In.Pixels
Title: Camp HORROR
Disclaimer: I don't own HP. Ooda Booda's credits are entirely to Ash44. Thanks ash44 for the name. xD
Summary: Sweet Ginny Weasley decides to join Camp Hogwarts. But who was to know that Camp Hogwarts turns into one of utter horror when she discovers that her counselor is none other than the blond Draco Malfoy. And it doesn't stop there: lies, plotting, death, and more lies surround them. It only spells one thing for Ginny, uh oh.
A.N: Here is chapter 11. rewritten
Chapter Eleven
Revealed!
"To reopen the Chamber of Secrets…"
The old grey wolf's voice seemed to echo on and on and on… Ginny felt her world tip and then tip, and keep on tipping. She felt dizzying and nauseau. After everything she had done to try to forget that year… after everything… she still could not forget that day. That day that she, Ginny Weasley, opened the Chamber of Secrets.
Tom Riddle… Lord Voldemort.
The shivering came back. It racked through her body and she felt cold to the core. Bringing up both her arms she grasped herself tightly, her knuckles turning cold. Another tantrum…no...
The diary…
Her lungs were closing up and breathing was so hard. So hard. So hard to breathe. She squeezed her eyes shut tightly. No amount of years, no amount of joy, nothing could make her forget what she had done wrong that day. Many people would have died if it weren't for Harry Potter. Many people. So many people. And it would all be her fault.
Hate.
She clenched her fists tightly. Everyone that was sitting at the table with her was forgotten. It was just her and herself reliving the nightmare.
Hate for herself. How could she? How could she have fallen for that trick?
So many times she had lamented to herself. Yet… yet… Her breath was coming out in gasps now… her tantrum was coming on fast and she would lose consciousness anytime now. They were all looking at her, she was sure. But they would never understand. The pain of someone who had nearly killed many people because of being too naïve.
Used. She had been so used.
A hot prickle slid down her cheek and Ginny vaguely realized she was crying. Her body felt cold and hot at the same time. She couldn't breathe anymore –
"Weasley!" Malfoy whispered fiercely as he grabbed her arm. "Get a hold of yourself." He shook her harshly. "Breathe…" he instructed her very quietly.
And she felt air, sweet air rush back into her lungs. She took deep breaths and slowly the dark black thing in her mind disappeared. How was it that Malfoy could stop her tantrums with such a simple word? How?
After that incident, the incident of opening the Chamber,everyone had been there, all her family and closest friends.They were always caring and watching out for her. But they never understood. They simply pitied and worried about her from deep down in their hearts. They cared but did not have what it took to free Ginny from her own wrath. Yet the one person who had not been by her side through her torment was the one who was able to do so now. And he sat next to her, holding her tightly, murmuring words of comfort…
She leaned into him and enjoyed his warmth. Draco Malfoy, the bastard. Who would have thought…?
"You have a choice," Lymbric said solemnly.
Ginny lifted her head and stared at the wolf. His eyes were quiet yet respectful. "You do not have to do this if you do not want to. We are not pressuring you. If you choose not to you can return to your world without harm at all."
Ginny stared disbelieving. Here was their existence that was in jeopardy but they would let her choose and leave without helping if she wanted to.
"Let's go," Draco said as he took hold of her hand firmly. "They said you don't have to do it. Let's go."
Ginny dropped her head. What was she going to choose? The Shadow Wolves had been nothing but kindness. Could she possibly abandon them selfishly and run back to her family and hide in their arms and love leaving this mysterious and old race to perish? Could she really do that?
The Chamber of Secrets… the fears… the stink of death…
No!
She couldn't back down. She was never brought up to be a coward. It was time. It was time that Ginny Weasley faced her worst nightmare.
She stood up slowly and looked at the three wolves. Determination set a spark to her brown eyes as she said the dreaded words. "I'll do it. I'm going to reopen the Chamber."
Soft brown hair blew in the breeze. Gregory Goyle stood at the edge of the stream staring across at the Black Forest. There were no animals moving about, no birds chirping away.
His expressionless feature suddenly contorted into one full of rage. 'Where are you Ginevra?' he thought. 'Why did you go off with Malfoy all of a sudden?' He proceeded to start cursing at Malfoy.
His train of curses was interrupted by the rustling of bushes from behind him. He turned around coolly and came face to face with his complice, Vincent Crabbe.
Crabbe walked up and stood next to Goyle. He bent down and picked up a pebble that he twirled around in his slender fingers. After a moment of silence he asked, "D'ya think she's gonna make it back?"
Goyle didn't reply for some time, then he whispered menacingly. "She has to! She can't die in there…"
"Aww man. Just give her up. Find another girl and have a crush there. The Weasley ain't that important. Heck, she's even a .. Weasley!" Crabbe said as he ran a hand through his stiff black hair.
"Shut up Crabbe and get lost. You know the reason why I want her. I told you, Malfoy isn't our leader anymore."
Crabbe didn't talk back but settled to just a glare.
"Why are you here anyways?" Goyle asked finally in an annoyed tone.
This question seemed to make Crabbe uneasy. He shifted from one foot to another under the stare of Goyle. He threw the pebble into the river and stuffed one hand into his jean's pocket. "Well…" he said finally. "Potter's here."
Gregory Goyle spun around in surprise. For a moment his eyes seemed almost maniacal. Then he laughed softly and quietly. "Potter…" he spat out. "I'll get you. I'll get all of you."
After Hermione had yelled out that she had found it, hell seemed to break lose in the tent. Dumbledore once hearing that Hermione had found it sat down wearily and took off his spectacles with a joyous expression on his face. Ron apparently did not pay much attention to Hermione's truimphant announcement. His mind was concentrated on the fact that Dumbledore had said Nillia Weasley. He stood beside the seated Dumbledore asking endless questions which he got no real answer to. McGonagall rushed towards Hermione when she heard of the news. She seemed so happy that Harry was afraid she would kill Hermione in the process of her congratulations. Harry intervened the very violently happy McGonagall from physically attacking Hermione with joy.
It took a while until everything settled down. Hermione learned about Harry being there which resulted in more chaos because Hermione shrieked with joy on seeing Harry and then demanded quite angrily why he had never said hi to her when he came.
Once everything had miraculously calmed down quite a bit, they all took a seat with Hermione in the middle. All attention was focused on her and one could tell that she quite liked being acknowledged.
"Well, Ms. Granger. Let us hear what you have found!" Dumbledore exclaimed.
There was a thread of murmur throughout the group which calmed down right away when Hermione started to speak. She stood up, pacing, with the book in her hand, she said, "I read this book. So many interesting things about the Shadow Wolves… but their weakness…" she brushed back her long hair impatiently. She took a deep breath and plunged on with the information. "There will be a particular day when the barrier will break down completely. That is the Shadow Wolves' greatest weakness. The day the barrier will be broken down is when the moon disappears completely on its hundredth cycle at midnight. And at that exact same time when the barrier is gone, anything and everything can enter it. But the Shadow Wolves can also restore the barrier back, and that's why Ginny is there."
There was a moment of complete silence and then Ron leapt to his feet. "Restore it?" Ron sort of squeaked out the question. "My sister is there to restore a BARRIER?"
Hermione nodded furiously, "She is called the Chosen One by them and according to the book..." She trailed off as she looked for the spot she wanted to read to them, and then she continued, reading from a passage in the book, "... To restore the barrier a Chosen One must be selected out of all humans and I have found it an interesting thing because it is only humans that can restore the barrier for the Wolves. This barrier protects them from all. Each century when the moon is new and it's on its hundredth cycle at midnight the barrier shall disappear. And that's the only time that the Wolves will be vulnerable and unsafe. Every time this happens, two Chosen Ones are selected from their community that exists inside their barrier or from our society, which is outside their barrier. –"
"Hold on Hermione," Harry said suddenly. "Did you just say TWO Chosen Ones?"
Hermione bit her lip and nodded. "I think the other would be Neville."
Dumbledore frowned. "I'm afraid you are wrong there Ms. Granger. I believe the second Chosen One would be Draco Malfoy."
An uneasy silence descended on those in the tent and hung around like a fog. It was interrupted by Ron. "Tell me, what do the Chosen Ones actually DO for the Wolves?"
Hermione looked down and started reading again, "...Chosen Ones are honored because of what they are to do. And so this is an account of what they should do:
There are different steps and this is the procedure (recorded on January 3, 1990):
A test must be passed to make sure that the people are really the Chosen Ones. They will meet Lymbric, the Wolf's Keeper of History in the Library of the Shadow Wolves. He will explain the history of the Wolves to the Chosen Ones and tell them what is expected of them. The Chosen Ones will be given a choice. They can accept to help or not accept. They have the right to choose if they are willing to risk their lives in this ordeal.
That is the procedure of what will be told to them. Then they will receive a sheet that the Wolves call the Ritual Sheet and it will explain to the Chosen Ones what they are to do to restore the barrier. They will only get this sheet if they accept.
Usually the Chosen Ones are the most unlikely people on earth to restore something so precious, so the first thing that must happen is love. Second is they shall make a sacrifice. Usually this involves blood from a human. And only a human's blood will be accepted. The blood is normally given by one of the Chosen Ones. Once the blood of human is retained, Chosen Ones will receive a simple statue of a snake. And with the snake and the blood, they will travel together to open the Chamber of Secrets which is located at Hogwarts..."
Hermione trailed off as she trembled a little.
"I don't think we need to worry about Ginny reopening the Chamber," Harry spoke up as Hermione sat down on the couch from the after effects of shock. "As we all know, Ginny has already opened the Chamber once and she knows how horrible it is. She's not that foolish to do it again, even if the Basilisk that lives inside is dead." He looked around. "And there's one more point. Hermione mentioned that the first thing that must occur between the two Chosen Ones is love. If the second Chosen One is indeed Malfoy, love can't happen. It's impossible. So when the new moon comes out, we'll break in and rescue Ginny –"
Dumbledore interrupted quickly. "Harry, I believe you may be wrong."
Everyone shifted uncomfortably.
"Ms. Weasley is a headstrong girl, capable of many things. If the Shadow Wolves are indeed kind creatures, what is stopping her from reopening the Chamber to save a kind race such as that even if it means sacrificing her own life?"
"It won't even precede to that point," Ron broke in. "She and Malfoy cannot ever have love. It's just … impossible!"
"Ron…" Hermione said softly. "Don't you think Ginny is capable of making herself love Malfoy if it means saving a few hundred, maybe even thousands of Wolves? There's a fire in her eyes that can't be put down. I'm afraid she has already accepted to help."
McGonagall nodded. "Anything is possible right now. Ms. Weasley is certainly a unique girl with a temper. We should focus on letting Hogwarts know about this…"
Dumbledore stood up from his seat. "Yes. If Ms. Weasley heads back to Hogwarts to reopen the Chamber we will stop her. Not only did the snake live there, but there are many other equally horrifying things in that Chamber that must never see the light of day!"
"What about the barrier?"
Dumbledore shook his head. "There is nothing we can do about the barrier. We must leave immediately to inform someone at Hogwarts. Ms. Weasley and Mr. Malfoy must be stopped at the gates of Hogwarts. They cannot proceed any further."
They all got up, ready to leave the tent.
None of them noticed the slim form of a girl slip unnoticed away, having heard all of the information she had set out to get in the first place.
The sheet of parchment was handed to Ginny and Draco by Lymbric. "That is the Ritual Sheet. On it are instructions on how to prepare yourselves for the renewal of the barrier."
Ginny took hers but she did not look at it. She wasn't in the mood right now. She felt tired. Draco received his with icy coldness. He stuffed the parchment into his pocket without even a second glance at it.
They left the Library through another doorway. Black and Purical had left to attend to other businesses. Lymbric bade them farewell at the doorway, promising they would meet again. Nillia escorted them to the front of Neville's little house. She had not said much, just that she would see them soon again, and then she had left.
Now they were totally alone. Just him and her. The great waterfall splashed merrily behind them, but Ginny felt weary and tired to the bone. She glanced at Neville's closed door and wondered vaguely what he was doing, but she had no intention to visit him now. What she really wanted was to go somewhere with Draco and have him around her. She sighed softly and started to head away.
"Aren't you going to visit him?" The harsh cold voice demanded.
Ginny turned around with a slight frown on her face. He stood there, cold and distant. A soft breeze ruffled his blond hair and some of it fell into his grey eyes. His dark shirt hung around his body loosely. His pale complexion was set in a dark look as he stared at Ginny. His unwavering stare with his cold grey eyes seemed to speak tons. Tall and strong and seventeen, his cold beauty was astonishing and attractive. He was every girl's dream guy.
Ginny approached him tentatively. "What's wrong Draco?" she asked in a pleading voice. She raised her eyes to him and hooked her arms around his neck, pulling him closer to her. "It's been all day. What is it that I did to get you to be like that to me?"
He said nothing and for a second he stood there stiffly, and Ginny was scared he would pull away. But then he let out a long sigh and buried his face in her neck. "I…" he trailed off. "I… love you Weaslette. Don't leave me…" he grasped her hands in his possessively. "Ever..." Then he started to trail hot kisses down her neck. She submitted to him and they stood there, two lovers oblivious to their surroundings, embraced in desperate passion.
"Why do you torment yourself like this?" he groaned.
She lifted her head and looked away. "Torment? I'm not tormenting myself, I'm helping them. They're… they're kind… and… and…"
He jerked back and threw his arms up in frustration. The heat of passion had been left behind. The moment had passed.
"Help?" he practically squeaked out. "Why are you helping them? When have they ever helped you when you were in need?"
Ginny turned around and stared at him. How dare he question her morals when he himself possessed none. "People…" she started as she stared at him. "People don't have to help you to have you help them!" She crossed her arms in anger. She was tired and had been nervous the entire day, she did not need this! "If everyone thought like you Malfoy," she spat out with venom, "Then this world would be truly horrible to the core!"
He cocked an eyebrow with a coolness no one else could possess. He leaned back and regarded her without emotion. And if one did not know Malfoy they would have missed the angry vein just below his jaw line. "Well, Weasley," he said in turn. "If the world was like me, then it would be clean and PURE. It would be rid of all the mudbloods and the poor breds." He paused and stared right back at her. "And of course, it would be rid of a family like yours. Dirty and unclean your family is."
For a moment Ginny was going to say something back but the moment passed and she said nothing. The few seconds of silence seemed to stretch on forever as brown eyes met cold silver ones. Then without warning Ginny spun around and took off. She felt hot prickles and was horrified that she was about to cry. But she couldn't shake off his cold cruel words. All his talk of love was just fake. He did not love her, he hardly even liked her. He practically wanted her family to disappear off the face of the world! She wiped a stray tear away as she rushed into the forest.
He saw the impact of his words. She ran and broke into the forest. He rushed after her. He couldn't lose Ginny, not now… not after a few careless words. Why had he said that? He didn't even mean it.
She rushed in the general direction of their cave. Her cave. He was getting another one. Why did it hurt this much? Why did his words sting so much? Could she possibly be liking Malfoy? She shook her head and told herself not to be silly. Even though she had slept with him, even though she had kissed him, leaned on him, and done other scandalous things with him, she knew deep in her heart that she and Malfoy could never be. She could hear him coming after her but she was already losing him in the overgrown bushes.
She wiped away the few tears that had left her eyes. There was a flash of blond hair and for a heartbeat she thought he had caught up. But the goofy smile did not belong on that handsome face that she would never forget. The height was different as well.
It was Leon.
The little boy was leaning against the cave and when he saw Ginny burst out of the foliage he gave her a grin. Ginny found herself smiling back despite herself, and despite of what had just occured between her and Malfoy.
"Hullo!"Leon greeted herenthusiastically, one hand on the wooden sword by his side.
"Hey…" Ginny replied as she approached him.
"I've been waiting for you all day!" he complained as he tugged on her hand. "I want you to meet my friends! Let's go!"
She was reluctant at first, her brain working hard to think up an excuse, but she found Leon was a welcome distraction of what had just happened between her and Malfoy. So she followed him.
'Damn it,' Draco cursed silently as he made his way through the overgrown foliages, whacking the green branches out of his way. One particular one bounced back and hit him in the face.
"Damn you!" he said as he snapped the branch in half and then stomped on it furiously. He grimly reflected on how he probably deserved that slap… but only from Ginny, not a bush.
He tilted his head to one side to catch any other noises that might be made by Ginny but he could not hear any. He cursed some more as he continued to walk through the foliages, whacking bushes that got in his way hither and thither.
He suddenly stopped. 'Where would I go if I was Ginny?' he thought quickly. There was only one place she could go right now, and that was back to the cave. Knowing where to head now, he quickened his pace in the direction of the cave. He would find Ginny there… and he would… and he would…
Leon whistled a happy and merry tune as he led Ginny about. They zigzagged all over the place and at last found an unused path. The path was overgrown with weeds and was obviously not used often. Leon seemed to know his way around without trouble and Ginny followed quietly after him. The blond haired young boy had cheered her up already.
They arrived at an open and vacant space. The only feature was that the place was littered with enormous and huge boulders. On these boulders were little dots of humans that were wearing red, green, blue, and black. Leon ended his tune with a clear and sharp whistle that carried out to those on the boulders.
The boys on the boulders stopped what they were doing and turned in Leon's direction. Seeing Leon they gave a whoop of laughter and descended the enormous boulders with lightning speed that would have given a heart attack to others.
They scrambled towards Leon and as they got nearer, Ginny could see that they were all about the same age as Leon. They all wore wooden swords that were bound to their waist except for one boy who was dressed in green.
They were introduced to Ginny by Leon quite formally.
The boy in red looked strong both physically and mentally. He had a splatter of dark red hair on his head. He was called Gryission and if he had gone to Hogwarts, he would have undoubtfully been in Gryffindor since his face radiated with courage and bravery.
The boy in blue was gentle looking and kind. He offered Ginny a small bouquet of wild flowers shyly. He had freckles on his face and short strawberry-blond hair sat atop his head. His name was Hufission. He would have definitely been a Hufflepuff.
The boy in black had glasses and dark black hair. His eyes were a piercing blue, and he posessed a smart look to him. He would have resembled Harry a lot except for the eyes. His name was Ravilission and he would have definitely been Ravenclaw.
The last boy was in green. His face was expressionless unlike the others. His eyes were dull but held a small spark of something unidentifiable. He carried no wooden sword at his waist. He did not greet Ginny with enthusiasm, in fact; he did not even glance Ginny's way. He had medium length raven black hair. They said his name was Slyder, but they called him Sly for short.
Ginny glanced at the five boys. If they had gone to Hogwarts they would probably be hating each other, not playing together. They were as different as different could be. One was strong, another was gentle. One was smart, another didn't care, and one was adventurous. She also noted that three out of the five boys had names that ended in 'ission' while Leon and Slyder did not. She wondered why and if it was a coincidence.
The kids crowded around Ginny. They wanted to know all about her, and why she had come to their world, and where she had come from. She smiled at all the questions being fired at her. Sitting down on the grass she started to introduce herself.
"My name is Ginny…"
Draco Malfoy stalked into the cave with a flurry of commotion. He had already rehearsed his apology. Well, his somewhat of an apology.
"Ginny, I—" he started off but cut himself off. She was not in the cave. Without even looking around he knew she wasn't here. He paused at the entranceway, confused. He had been absolutely convinced he would find her here.
He only noticed the slim figure sitting delicately on the bed vaguely. He didn't care who she was or what she wanted. He wanted to know where Ginny was.
He met the girl's stare, one on one. He noticed that she was the girl that they had met earlier, the one that had bowed down to Ginny in mock. What was her name? Krista?
"Where's Ginny?" he demanded from the girl.
The girl shrugged, one arm propped up on the bed. "I don't know… I don't want to know."
Draco gave her an amused look but said no more, signaling the end of their conversation. He made his way to the bed and gave her look that said pointedly to leave.
She ignored his cold-brush off and made herself at home. She crossed her legs elegantly. "You know what?"
Draco grunted but did not look at her. He was not really paying attention to her; his mind was on the whereabouts of a certain red-head.
"I think," she said softly, "I think that you should not be seeing her again."
Draco looked up at her coldly. She had successfully gotten his full attention. "What did you just say?"
Unperturbed by his attitude, she stood up, flinging her hair over her shoulder. "I mean," she explained off-handily while staring into his grey depths, "That you should dump her for me."
Leon drew his sword as he jumped on top of a small rock. "Here, here, listen to what I have to say!"
The noisy group of boys settled down, and once Leon was sure he had gotten all the attention he could possibly get, he said, "I say we show the Chosen One, Ginny, some of our games!"
The group of boys cheered with agreement. Sly stood to the corner, glaring at Ginny as if she was an intruder. She noticed this glare but did not return one.
The group of boys decided to play the game called "Find the Chosen One". It was just like hide 'n seek that the Muggles played. Naturally, Leon wanted to be the Chosen One so everyone else was supposed to look for him. The rules and boundaries were laid out for Ginny, and once she knew them, the game began.
"What did you just say?" Draco smirked as he turned around and got a better look at the girl Krista.
Krista tapped a fingernail on her arm impatiently. "Oh come now, there's no one here anymore. Stop acting. You don't even love her, and you know that from deep within your heart. She's just an amusing toy to you. A sweet virgin. And we all know what my brother wants the Weasley for. He has great plans reserved just for her." Krista smirked and her glossy red lips turned up in a cruel smile which faded quickly. "But he's angry that she crossed into this community. He can't reach her here. He needs her back there at the campsite."
Draco said nothing.
Krista continued, a little edgy at Draco's silence. "I need her back at the campsite. She'll be safer there than here." She laughed a shivery laugh. "My brother will definitely take care of her."
Draco let out a cold spine-chilling smile. "And what if I tell these Wolves what you're planning? What if I tell them about all your evil plans?"
Krista smiled seductively. "I know you won't Draco dear. After all, we've known each other since we were young. You wouldn't betray me, would you?" She edged closer to him, her loose hair hung in rivets behind her. "Does the Weasley even know that you know me? I bet she doesn't, that stupid naive creature."
Draco slouched against the cave wall. He sneered. "And how sure are you that I wouldn't tell the Wolves?"
Krista frowned. "You would betray me for a little pleasure with the Weasley?"
Malfoy frowned in return. "A little pleasure with the Weasley?" he repeated coldly, no amusement in his tone.
Krista smiled her ugly smile. "Oh my, Draco is growing up. He's fallen in love with Ginevra Weasley. I just wonder what your father will say he learns that his son has fallen for a filthy wrench."
Draco's eyes narrowed to dangerous slits. "Are you threatening me, Krista?" he asked in an icy cold tone that sent chills up the girl's spine.
Krista let out a strangled giggle. "Of course not. I wouldn't for anything." She then looked triumphant, "But then if I don't, you have to play MY game."
"FOUND YOU!" Gryission exclaimed as he pulled Leon out from under the tree roots of an ancient tree.
Leon laughed and wiped away some sweat that had gathered on his face, leaving a smudge of dirt across his forehead. "That was fun!"
Hufission nodded enthusiastically. "What should we play now?"
The boys fell into silence as they thought up another game. Sly again stood to the side. He had not participated in the game but had watched quietly from the shadows.
Ginny interrupted the silence awkwardly. "Sorry for interrupting, but I think I should be getting home since it's getting late now…"
"Go home?" Sly asked brightening a lot.
Ginny frowned slightly. What had she done to make the boy dislike her so much? But she nodded to his question. "Yes, it is getting late."
There was silence again and then Ravilission asked, "Go home… you mean go back OUT?"
Ginny gave them a perplexed look and then shook her head hastily as she understood what they meant. "No, no, I meant back to the cave. I guess I consider it as my home sort of," she explained.
The other four boys nodded in understanding while Sly looked like he was just drained of all his happiness. He muttered something that sounded like "ugh" and walked away, kicking pebbles and dirt. Gryission followed Sly after giving a quick wave to the others.
"Bye Sly, bye Gryission," Hufission said as he waved back.
The boy with the glasses regarded her solemnly. "You really have to go back soon?"
Ginny nodded. She had spent quite some time with them. They had helped clear her mind, and she had been thinking maybe she shouldn't have said what she had said to Draco. She wanted to go back and say sorry and make up with him. But she didn't know if she was being rude by leaving now.
Leon jumped in to her aid. "Yeah, she has to. She's a Chosen One after all, and she just got her…" he then lowered his voice and glanced at the remaining two boys. "… Ritual Sheet."
The two boys stood side by side in awe as if the Ritual Sheet explained everything.
"I've heard of the Sheet," Ravilission said. "It's a really important scroll and only the real Chosen Ones get 'em." He pushed his glasses back up on his nose. "The real Chosen Ones are the ones that pass the test."
"Was the test hard?" Hufission questioned curiously.
Ginny opened her mouth then closed it again. She didn't know what to say. There were many a time that she would have failed if it weren't for Draco.
"Of course it was!" Leon answered for her. "If it wasn't hard, how would we know they were truly the Chosen Ones? And why else does she look so tired?"
Ravilission pushed his glasses back on his nose again. "Are you sure you're tired? You don't look it."
"I'm tired," Ginny assured the boy. After all, she had been through a lot today.
Sighing, Ravilission turned away. "Come on, we should we be getting home as well." Hufission followed the boy in black. He then turned around once more. "We'll see you again right?"
Ginny nodded with a smile on her lips. "Of course," she assured Ravilission. Satisfied with the answer, the two boys left.
Leon then pulled on Ginny's hand. "Let's go as well," he said as he pulled her towards the path they had taken to get here. "This way." They climbed the path and started to head back. Ginny stopped and looked back at the huge boulders sitting in the fading light. Occasionally a beam of sunlight would hit the boulders at the right angle and it would seem as if it were winking at her. Ginny sighed contentedly. The community of the Shadow Wolves was indeed a great place... She was even more determined to help them out.
As she turned around and followed Leon, she decided she would no longer be mad at Malfoy for his words today.
"Draco..." she drawled when he did not answer.
"Don't you have anything else to do rather then bother me?" was his dry reply.
Krista was not affected; she had grown used to his cold manner since childhood. "Come on Draco. Don't you want me? I know you need me."
Draco shrugged her arm off. "Don't touch me," he said without emotion. "Go home, wherever it is that you live in this damn community." He was sitting on the bed, buried in what seemed to be depression.
Krista stood up; crossing her arms on her chest. "I don't really have a home here. I have a cave like this a few miles from you… My parents don't live in this community. You know that as well as I do. I only landed up here because the Wolves thought I was a lost and lonely girl when I was actually wandering the streets after having had sex with another man."
"What?"
Krista sighed, "Must I explain everything to you? Do you remember the last time we ever met? That was when we were seven. That day your father came over to our mansion to meet my father. They spent hours in the study, and when they came out they told my mother that they were going to serve the Dark Lord. Your father thought it was a great idea to be under the service of He-Who-Must-Not-Be-Named, and naturally my father thought so too. My whole family looked up to yours back then, cowering and obeying your father's every wish, so when your father decided to become a Death Eater, my father thought it a great idea and dragged my brother along to be one as well. So you see? My mother and I were left all alone and I had more free time then I thought was possible with my father gone. So I was in the muggle shop one day and I found this hot guy-"
"Skip the gory details will you?" Draco snarled.
"—well there was this guy and we started going out. Seems like he was willing to start his sex life with me so we planned a time to meet. Well, so after our love-making, I was walking home when I met this wolf. Back then I had no idea what it was and I screamed. So the wolf which is the fool named Ooda Booda thought I was a little lost girl and brought me here to raise. I escaped once and went home to tell my family. Seems like no one even noticed I was gone but when I told my father he was extremely pleased. Seemed like he knew of the existence of Shadow Wolves. HE thought it would be great to make me pretend I was lost and remain here to find their secrets so that he could use them as his tools and slaves to serve the Dark Lord."
Krista paused, her face red from the memories she was digging out. "And before I could even find out their secret, the Dark Lord had fallen, and to who other than Boy Wonder, Potter?" She clenched her fist tightly. "He ruined everything. Why couldn't Potter just have died when the Dark Lord visited his house?"
Malfoy's eyes glazed over. "Potter…" he spat out. The name left a bitter taste in his mouth. He hated Potter without remorse, and wished nothing short but his death.
Krista turned back to Malfoy, her eyes held the same sort of spark as his. "When the Dark Lord fell, his Death Eaters fled. And those that did not flee in time was captured and brought to Azkaban. My father was one of those unfortunate ones. He will remain in Azkaban for the rest of his life." Krista blew a stray strand of hair out of her eyes. She continued, "My mother is old and crazy now. The only people left in our household are my brother and me. And someday we'll exact revenge on Potter. In fact, my brother has thought up a magnificent plan and it is being set into action already." Her smug look disappeared. "But that's been halted because Weasley is here. Weasley is part of that great plan, do you see? I live here day and night. I haven't stepped out of this community since I first came back to gather information. The world hardly even knows that a girl named Krista exists." She laughed almost maniacally. "But when our plan is done, I shall be able to reemerge in the world, and my name will be known far and wide." Her lips split into an evil grin.
"I will help you kill Potter," was the only thing Draco said to her.
Krista laughed again. "Oh, are you sure Draco honey? Your sweet little Weasley might not love a murderer like you, especially after you kill her Boy Wonder."
Malfoy was aware of the intent look that Krista was looking at him with. He made sure his features were emotionless. He met Krista's look unwaveringly. "Does it look like I care?"
Krista snorted and looked away. She did not say anything.
"What do killing Potter and Weasley have to do with your brother's plan anyway?" Draco asked. The question was nagging at his mind and he wanted an answer.
"You don't know?" Krista exclaimed with a yelp as she jumped up. "And here I was blabbing my mouth away. I thought my brother told you!" She started to pace. "You shouldn't even know anything of the things I just told you if you don't even know about the plan! What in the world am I supposed to do now?"
Ginny and Leon were approaching the cave. They were about another mile or so away from the cave entrance. Ginny increased her pace slightly; she wanted to see him again.
He pulled her towards him and looked at her in a seductive way. "What's going to happen if you just tell me more Krista?" he said softly, his lips inches away from her neck. "After all, I already know this much…" he trailed his fingertips over her arm causing her to shiver in his arms.
"Oh Draco…" she murmured dreamily, her eyes closed. "Why did you have to leave? Did you know I loved you?"
Ginny was standing right outside the entrance. Leon stood beside her, a frown on his young face. They could hear voices just inside the cave. A guy and a girl's.
"You know the answer to that, Krista…" Malfoy said his cold eyes looking into hers. He ran his slender fingers through her hair.
Krista sighed as she laced her own fingers with Malfoy's. "You're right, I do."
Ginny was close enough now to hear the words being murmured inside. She made out Draco's voice and a girl's voice… she stood in a little shock as she realized that the voice belonged to the girl Krista they had met before.
She heard snippets of their conversation and frowned a little. What were they talking about? What answer? And why was Draco calling the girl's name in such an affectionate way?
Ginny looked at Leon who was startled but was quiet. She gestured for Leon to keep silent and he nodded quietly.
Slowly she parted the curtain of leaves that was blocking the entrance way…
Krista slipped her arms around Draco and whispered softly in his ear so that no one else could hear. "What are you going to give me in return if I tell you all I know?"
Draco forced a sweet smile on his face and answered with as much politeness as he could muster, "I'll give you anything, Krista. What do you want?"
Krista let out an evil smile. Slowly she climbed on Draco and straddled him, pushing him onto the bed as she started to move slowly on his sensitive areas.
Draco groaned as his body responded to the feminine touch.
"Now do you know what I want?" Krista said as she licked her lips. She leaned down, her hair making a veil around him. "Can you give me what I want? If you do I'll give you what you want."
Draco pushed her onto the bed and switched positions with her, with her on the bottom and him on the top. "Yes, I agree. But first you have to give me what I want."
Ginny stared and couldn't tear herself away from the scene. There was her guy, the boy she had given herself to. He was lying with another woman and whispering soft and sweet things to her. Her hand dropped and the curtain of leaves swished back to its original position. Ginny took a step backwards; she felt numb and shocked. So this was the true face of Malfoy. As soon as he could he would be with another woman.
Ginny turned away, trying to gather her thoughts and regain her senses. She turned around silently and saw Leon standing slightly behind her. He had seen everything as well. Ginny hung her head in embarrassment, betrayal, and humiliation. The hurt of being lied to was just stabbed her.
A second time she had been lied to. One would think she would learn from her past mistakes. But no, she didn't.
First she had been tricked by Tom Riddle, and then by Draco Malfoy. A shudder passed through her. She was just going to go on a path that was full of betrayals and webs of lies. Ginny swallowed her unshed tears softly. She told herself that it was okay. She wasn't hurt because she liked him, but because he had lied to her just like Tom Riddle…
"Ginny!" Leon cried out desperately as she spun around and took off running. "Ginny!"
Draco Malfoy could hardly contain his disgust. The only reason why he could was because he had spent most of his life looking emotionless, and because he wanted to know why Krista's brother was after Ginny. He possessed such a strong desire to protect her, his little Weasley...
"…But first you have to give me what I want." The words had left his mouth and he kept himself from wincing as the girl underneath him smiled smugly up at him.
She opened her mouth to say something but it was drowned out by a soft rustling sound from outside. Draco froze in place as he listened intently. He hoped that it was not Ginny.
The rustling sounds increased then stopped. There was a patter of footsteps leaving fast, and then a young boy's cry "Ginny".
Malfoy felt his world tear apart. Ginny had been there. She had been watching him doing what he was doing with Krista. She had seen everything, but she did not understand why he was doing it. And he doubted she would believe him even if he told her the entire truth. His world tilted dangerously and he felt a pain at where his heart should be. The pain increased with each passing second. Then he was up and running out of the cave, leaving a wailing Krista behind.
He brushed the strings of leaves away from the entrance and burst out. He looked around frantically, his heart beating fast. He could not see her anywhere. All he saw was a boy in an orange tunic. He remembered vaguely he had met this boy before.
"Which way did she go?" Draco practically snarled at the young boy.
The boy gave him a look full of hatred and steadied himself as if getting ready to attack Malfoy. His little hand went to the hilt of his wooden sword as he glared at the older boy. "You…" the boy cursed under his breath. "How dare you touch my –"
"LEON!" he was suddenly interrupted by Krista's high pitch and almost hysterical voice. The rest of Leon's sentence was cut off and Leon did not try to repeat himself. Instead he settled with glaring at Krista. Krista paid no heed to the younger boy and approached Malfoy while she tried to regain her composure.
"Draco…" she slurred. "Are you panicing over a little Weasley?" She turned slightly and eyed Leon to make sure he wasn't going to burst out with anything else. Satisfied that the boy would be quiet she continued, "Just leave the Weasley alone. After all, it's not like you really love her…"
"Get away from me," Malfoy retorted with an icy coldness that no one had ever seen before. Krista shrank back involuntarily. Malfoy didn't even glance at her as he approached the young boy. He grabbed the front of the orange tunic and looked down at the boy in the eye. "Which way did she go?" he repeated himself, slowly and carefully. Dangerously.
Leon returned the look. "You have no right to know, Malfoy," he spat out. "After you hurt Ginny like that, and after you touched my –"
"Shut up Leon!" Krista again interrupted. She had found back her voice from the shock of receiving such a cold look from the boy she liked. "Don't you dare tell Draco which way she went!"
Leon turned his gaze towards Krista and his young face contorted into hatred. "That way…" he muttered as he pointed for Malfoy. His look never left Krista's face and he watched as Krista's normally fair features turned into one of rage and ugliness. He turned and looked at Malfoy again. "She won't forgive you Malfoy," he told him quietly. "And I hope she never will. Ever…"
Malfoy grimaced at the young boy's words but made no comment. He immediately turned in the direction that the boy had indicated. The most important thing right now was to get her back by his side. He didn't want to lose Ginny… not yet. Not ever.
"Go now, and you'll never ever know about my brother's plan for her, Malfoy!" Krista screeched trying to get him to stay. He paid her no heed and headed away, picking up his pace.
What had he done…?
A Big Thanks to Reviewers: Channy, Rutupatel, me, Kawaii Tropical Oasis, McKenzieMac, YashiriRanma4ever, Jellybeanz225, Ashleyconnor, El Chikita Joules, RomanceFaerie16, Dracoluver2009, Gjess86, Madison27, Jace Quin, Meg-goddess, Neat-lil-lucky-angel666, HOBOrules, KERMIT, Caryn
A.N: A special thanks to HOBOrules for pointing it out for me that my original beginning chapters were not so good. It was all because of HOBOrules that I looked over my beginning chapters again and re-did them. Thank you so much.
And here is the re-done chapter 11. (If you wanted to see my original fanfic that may be a little hard since I'm nearly all done re-writing. And the original one had many grammar mistakes – this might have some as well, I tried to fix it and make it better.) So I hope you enjoyed this chapter.
To Be Continued...