Chapter 12: Telling Harry

Ginny gazed at Harry, jaw dropped, unable to form a complete sentence in her head. Draco smirked at the boy, not caring what he had seen nor what he had heard. And Harry...

"UH, ARE ANY OF YOU GONNA BLOODY ANSWER ME?!"

"Harry this is not what it looks like." said Ginny. 'Yeah that's the perfect thing to say.' She thought.

"Not what it looks like? YOU'RE IN YOUR FUCKING BRA AND KNICKERS!" yelled Harry.

"If you would just listen to her and stop being a bloody prat Potter, she would-"

" DON'T YOU DARE SAY A BLOODY WORD TO ME YOU PRICK!"

"Fuck you! I'll say what I want and you won't do shit about it! You're in my territory now, Potter." said Draco, whipping out his wand from under his pillow.

"What the bloody hell is going on here?" said Blaise who had appeared at the door behind Harry, wand out.

"Potter here was about to let Ginny explain why she is here in nothing but her bra and knickers." said Draco smugly.

Blaise smirked and put his wand away. "Is that all? Well, by all means. Move." he said shoving Harry out of the way to enter Draco's room. He leaned against Draco's dresser as if he was already bored.

"Are you and him fucking Ginny?!" snapped Harry.

"Not yet." mumbled Draco so only Ginny could hear. Ginny punched him in the arm.

"No we are not Harry and if you would just calm down, I can tell you why I'm like this!" pleaded Ginny to Harry, grabbing at him.

Harry shoved Ginny away from him so hard, her back hit Draco's wardrobe. Draco shot up immediately, ready to punch Harry in the face.

"Hey! You dare manhandle a girl like that, Potter?!"

"Draco, stop!" said Ginny stepping in front of Harry. Harry held his wand level to Draco's face while Blaise held his out level to the side of Harry's head.

"Choose wisely Potter. I know hexes that will make your skin crawl. Literally." growled Blaise.

Harry glared at Draco but still kept his hand raised.

"Talk." he ordered Ginny.

"I had another nightmare about Tom tonight." said Ginny. "I've been having them more frequently, and they are starting to be like they were when I was being possessed. I've been waking up in different parts of the castle, sometimes fully clothed, sometimes with nothing, and this was one of those nights."

"A likely story!" yelled Harry.

"IT'S THE FUCKING TRUTH POTTER! TAKE YOUR HEAD OUT OF YOUR ASS AND LISTEN TO HER!" yelled Draco.

"I've tried talking to you about them Harry, but you always shrug me off. Draco listens to me. When I woke up, I wasn't that far from his room so I ran here to talk and get some clothes. I didn't know what else to do. What would I have looked like running around the castle half starkers and getting caught?! Please Harry!" pleaded Ginny.

Harry slowly lowered his wand. He then looked in Ginny's face, his expression softening.

"I tried to tell you, I really did." cried Ginny now clutching Harry's shirt. Draco smirked and went to his dressed, taking out a shirt and pajama bottoms.

"I'm sorry." said Harry. "I'm sorry for not listening to you. I'll speak to you more about it, I promise."

"Sure you will Potter. But for how long?" said Draco handing Ginny the clothes.

"Long enough for her never to have to speak to you again, your bloody asshole " sneered Harry, ready to raise his wand again.

Ginny quickly put on the clothes. Draco then shrunk them on her to make them fit better. "Yeah right. You don't know what the hell you're dealing with."

"And I suppose you do?"

"I know a hell of a lot more than you do, Scarhead. Your girlfriend needs me. And you know it."

The two boys leered at each other. "She doesn't need shit from you. Stay away from her, alright? Or I'll make you wish you were never born."

Draco ignored Harry's threat and turned to Ginny. "Gin, anytime. You come and let me know. I'll be here. We'll fight him together." he said, touching her chin.

"GET YOUR FILTHY HANDS OFF OF HER!" yelled Harry smacking Draco's hand away. He grabbed Ginny by the hand and pulled her along with him, slamming Draco's door as they left.

Blaise smirked and shook his head. "You would incur the annoying wrath of Harry Potter upon you, wouldn't you?"

"Potter doesn't know what the fuck he is playing at." said Draco worried. "This is some dangerous shit Ginny has going on."

"What do you mean?" said Blaise intrigued.

"Ginny is a horcrux." said Draco.

"A horcrux? What the bloody hell is a horcrux?"

"Father told me about them. It's the reason Voldemort survived trying to kill Potter when he was a baby. He split his soul in 7s by killing people. Apparently Dumbledore destroyed all but that bloody snake of his and he didn't know what the seventh one was. He has suspected it was Lightning Boy but turns out it wasn't. I don't think he realizes that it's Ginny. And I don't think that the Dark Lord realized it until recently. That's the power he wants."

"Blimey. That's some mental shit." whispers Blaise in amazement.

"Tom Riddle is the Dark Lord's 16 year old memory and its taking over Ginny. That's why she has been waking up like she has, and I'm starting to think it's really gonna fuck up her mind. Even if I don't want to help the Dark Lord, I'm still going to have to rid her of this."

"Don't you think that Potter could do it himself?"

"Hell no. He hardly listens to her as it is and he will say he will all he pleases. You and I both know he is full of shit. Besides, if Riddle wants Potter, eventually he will make Ginny kill him and since he's the bloody Chosen One we can't have that happen now, can we?" said Draco rolling his eyes.

"So what are you gonna do? Fuck the evil right out of her?" joked Blaise.

Draco looked at Blaise with every amount of seriousness he could muster.

"Precisely."


Ginny sat at breakfast, quiet as a mouse. Ron and Hermione tried desperately to get her to talk, but she wouldn't utter a word. Harry sat beside her with a very disgruntled look on his face. Ginny looked as if she was almost afraid to look at him.

Hermione studied the pair. Maybe Ginny had finally told him what happened with her and Draco that night. Maybe they had broken up. Maybe...wait...

"Ginny what's wrong with your face?" asked Hermione noticing the purple underneath the makeup that Ginny had put on. She had missed a spot.

"Its nothing." said Ginny covering the spot with her hand as if she was resting her face in it.

"What's nothing?" said Ron moving her hand.

"Stop it." whispered Ginny. But Ron had seen it. He held down her hand with one hand while Hermione handed him a wet cloth and he wiped off the makeup revealing more bruised skin.

"WHO DID THIS TO YOU?!" He yelled. He had yelled so loudly that the whole hall went silent and looked over at them. Including Draco and Blaise.

"Ron you are embarrassing me!" growled Ginny.

"I DON'T CARE, WHO DID THIS?! HARRY HAVE YOU SEEN THIS?!" yelled Ron, pointing to Ginny's bruised cheek.

Harry shook his head slowly, anger still plastered on his face.

"You're such an ass, Ronald Weasley!" yelled Ginny as she broke free of her brother's hand and ran out of the hall.

Draco and Blaise got up and went after her, not caring who saw. They caught up with Ginny just as she was heading towards the 3rd floor corridor.

Draco grabbed Ginny's arm and spun her around to face him.

"Did Harry do this to you?! DID HE?" snapped Draco.

"Mate, calm down. Don't you see she's upset enough?" said Blaise putting a hand on Draco's shoulder.

"You all want to hurt me. All of you are trying to hurt me." said Ginny frantically.

Draco softened his mood. "No Gin, I don't want to hurt you, I want to help you."

"You can't help me. You can't do anything. You want to hurt me, Tom hurts me, and now Harry hurts me." said Ginny, and then she slapped her hands over her mouth.

"I don't want to...wait. Potter hurt you? What did he do? Did he cause this?" he said rubbing the bruise lightly on Ginny's cheek.

Ginny zoned out thinking about what happened after they left Draco's room.

*START FLASHBACK*

Harry practically dragged Ginny towards Gryffindor tower.

"Harry let go! Just stop! Harry please!" shouted Ginny trying to wiggle her arm out of Harry's strong grip.

"I can't bloody believe you Ginny. Malfoy?! Of all people bloody Malfoy?!"

"But he understands!"

"Of course he does he's a bloody Death Eater!"

"No he isn't! Let me fucking go!"

Harry slung Ginny arm down hard.

"I thought I could trust you. Instead you're prowling the halls in your fucking knickers going to Slytherins rooms?! Just like a common whore?!"

Ginny gasped. She pushed Harry hard into the wall. "How dare you! I am not a slag!"

Out of nowhere came Harry's fist to Ginny's face. The impact left her seeing spots for a few seconds.

"Oh shit! Ginny, I didn't mean to, I didn't!"

Ginny stared fearfully at Harry and then took off towards Gryffindor tower. She didn't look back and didn't stop until she made it to her room and to her bed.

*END FLASHBACK*

"Nothing. He did nothing." whispered Ginny to Draco. "I gotta go."

"Ginny..." said Draco holding her hand. "You don't have to lie to me. I can look at you and tell not just by the bruise on your face. You gotta let me help you."

Ginny looked deep into Draco's gray orbs. "Can you really help me?"

"Yes. I can."

"Tomorrow night then. I want this to be over." said Ginny.

"Why not tonight?" asked Draco.

"I gotta go." said Ginny letting go of Draco's hand and walking away fast.

"From that bruise it looked like someone punched her." said Blaise.

"Looks like Imma have to kick Potter's ass before I kick Tom's eh mate?"