Chp. 25- Knockturn Alley

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Last Time:

I know Draco isn't evil or Dark, but his father is. People should start following our example, and start accepting people into their homes more willingly. If we remain separated, the good and the bad, our society will continue to deteriorate, and finally it will cease to exist as we knew it back before Voldemort became a big threat to all wizards.

Draco's family has always been in the public eye, but now it's under a microscope since Voldemort's defeat. The public is watching their every move, wanting them to screw up. They want them to fall after all the harm Lucius personally has caused to their families.

People want to see him die a painful death. It's no secret, when all you see nowadays in the Daily Prophet is quotes from people about Ex-Death Eaters, and how horrible they are. Things have died down slightly over the couple months since Voldemort's been gone, but there's still a healthy buzz.

I guess Draco and I will just have to change that...

Now:

Once we're in the bedroom, Draco kisses me like he's never kissed me before. He keeps touching me like he can't believe I'm still there...Like he needs to make sure I stay there, because now that we've been together, we'd be lost without one another.

That's how it all started...It hadn't been planned from the beginning, but it sort of just happened.

You can't really blame us, when you know that every wizard family wanted it to happen. We just made it happen sooner, rather than later.

But I'm getting ahead of myself there...Maybe we should back up from the future, because you're all probably lost.

Draco and I dress in silence. I don't even pay attention to what I put on. I just throw the first thing I grabbed on. I decide I had best put some make-up on and at least brush my hair out.

Draco waits patiently for me, almost in a trance, while I complete my morning rituals.

If you asked me the next day, I couldn't have told you what I was wearing, or how I looked at all. I was just too shocked by what had transpired with Draco's father.

When I join Draco back in our bedroom, he looks up at me with fear in his eyes. He quickly puts a smile on his face, masking the fear that I wasn't supposed to see. But it was too late...I'd already seen it.

I smile back at him, just for the sake of his well being and mind. He stands up from where he'd been sitting on the bed, and grabs my hand in his. I stare up at him, trying not to let my mind wander.

Neither of us speak for several minutes. Draco's the one who breaks the silence, unable to stand it any longer.

"Do you want to go to Diagon Alley?"

I quickly nod my consent, not wanting to stay at the Manor today. Draco quickly grabs his wand out before wrapping his free arm around my waist. He holds me tightly, and I bury my face in his chest. I breathe in his scent as he apparates us away. This seems to calm me down quite a bit.

I don't lift my head till the world stops spinning. I look up at Draco, and instantly I'm blinded by the sun. I quickly look away, and see people walking around us. They mutter under their breath, annoyances at Draco and myself for being in their way.

Draco slips his wand back in his pocket before he pulls me along. I keep stride with him, keeping my mind solely on trying to guess where we're going. My husband keeps passing people that are walking to slow for his liking, and I quickly mutter apologizes for him when he happens to bump into random people.

Something is going through Draco's mind, and I would love to know what it is. It's just that he doesn't seem to be in a talking mood, so I don't feel like asking. I suppose I'll just have to wait, and hope I can figure out what it is.

Once I see where we're headed, I try and tug my hand away from Draco's. This gets his attention, and he stops walking, turning his head towards me. His eyes are dazed, like he just realized I was there with him.

"What's the matter," he asks quickly, clearly exasperated by this unexpected stop.

"I'm not going down there Draco," I whisper softly, not wanting people to hear me.

Because the street Draco was about to drag me down...Yeah so not my favorite place. I'm not a frequent visitor to Knockturn Alley...Actually I've never been done Knockturn Alley, and I'd like to keep it that way.

"Why not?"

Draco doesn't seem to understand my reluctance to go down there. Merlin...He is slow today. He should know why I most definitely don't want to go down a Dark alley like that. I'm part of the Light, and it would not be good for me to be seen down there.

Plus the fact that the place gives me the heebie-jeebies doesn't help very much.

Sure Draco would be there to protect me from an attackers, but I still don't want to head down there.

"Come on Gin...I need to get one thing..."

"Draco! I don't want you buying Dark artifacts, ever..."

Draco grabs my face in his hands, giving me a soft smile at my sudden outburst and looking out for his well being.

"Plus if you get caught down there, you could get in big trouble...Especially given your father's past misgivings..."

"I love that you don't want anything to happen to me Ginny. Really, I appreciate it. But I need to get something that will solve our problem from earlier today..."

"Please don't Draco..."

"I need to Ginny...Now if you don't want to come with, I will leave you in a shop up here and you'll have to wait for me. So what will it be?"

Draco's not saying anything more on the subject of what he's thinking about buying. Damn...

As much as I don't want to go down there, I'd rather stick with Draco. I don't want anything bad to happen to him. If he gets caught, he'll get in a lot less trouble if I'm with him. What with me being a powerful figure during the War, I've got some good street cred.

"I'm coming with."

Draco nods in approval before beginning the journey down to whatever store he's headed towards. I pull my cloak tighter around me, and make sure I don't look anyone directly in the eye. If my father found out I was down in Knockturn Alley, he'd whoop me good. He's always told my brothers and I not to head down here. It's not like I'm going to tell him I was down here, and even if I was, he couldn't do much now that I'm out of the Burrow and married.

This is not information you just go bragging about though...Especially now that the War is over with.

Thankfully there's only one or two people loitering in the streets, and they don't seem to recognize me. I breathe a bit easier when we're inside a store. Draco heads straight for the counter, making me think he's been to this store quite a few times. I shiver slightly at that thought and try to push it away to the back of my mind.

He rings a bell impatiently, and looks around the store uneasily as he waits. It's completely empty of people, which is good for us.

I almost jump a foot when I hear someone wheezing very close to me. I press myself closer to Draco, and my grip upon his hand tightens. I quickly look at the owner of the store, and wish I hadn't. He is seriously creepy...

"Young Master Malfoy...Haven't seen you lately...How is your father?"

"I don't have time for idle chitchat Borgin...I need to see some poisons."

Instantly I can feel my blood run cold at that word. I know exactly what Draco's going to use that poison for, and while I think he deserves it, it still makes me feel uneasy.

"Of course..."

The owner disappears into the back room, and I can hear him shuffling around, opening random doors in search for what Draco request. I look over at my husband, sending him an incredulous look. He just stares back at me with firm resolve, before he tucks a piece of stray hair behind my ear. He rubs my cheek with his thumb in a comforting gesture before dropping his hand from my skin when the scary old man comes back to the counter.

"What kind of poison were you..."

Draco doesn't let the old guy finish his sentence, cutting him off efficiently.

"A killing poison."

Borgin smiles an almost completely toothless grin at this. I feel myself shudder in disgust and tell myself this will be over soon. I mean seriously, who smiles at things like that, except totally demented weirdos?

"A very wise choice young Master Malfoy...We have several different killing poisons."

"I need one that is untraceable, so it seems as if the person died of natural causes."

"Yes of course...Here we go. I have one bottle left. All you have to do is slip it into the person's drink, and within a few hours, they'll be dead. Aurors can't trace this potion because it's undetectable to this day."

"I'll take it. How much does it cost?"

Borgin grinned widely at this.

"This here is my last bottle...Normally this potion runs at fifty galleons a piece, but I have no more in stock..."

"Just name a price Borgin.

"One hundred galleons."

Draco pulls a black velvet bag from his pocket and dumps the content out onto the counter. It's a small fortune, sitting right there. Borgin eyes it greedily, smiling his toothless grin again. I'm glad for once that I hadn't had anything for breakfast, otherwise it would have come up by now...

"There's two hundred there. The other hundred is for you to keep quiet about my visit, in case anyone comes nosing around here."

"Of course young Master Malfoy. I will keep my silence."

Draco grabs the poison from Borgin's wrinkly hands, and pockets it after shrinking it till it's almost unable to be seen to human eyes. Draco nods at Borgin before pulling me towards the exit. I look back to see Borgin quickly removing the money from the counter, his eyes upon me. He leers openly, which causes shudders to erupt once again upon me. I quickly face the front and hold onto Draco extra tightly.

Neither of us talk till we're safely out of Knockturn Alley. Draco stops walking after awhile, pulling us into a side street before pulling me into his arms. I burying my face into his chest, sobbing quietly. Draco whispers consoling words to me, rubbing my back in soothing circles.

I start to pull away from Draco, and just in time. I quickly turn away from Draco and start splattering sick next to building. Luckily no one is around us. Draco holds my hair out of the way, as I throw up the bile that had been churning in my stomach.

Once I'm positive I am done heaving, I grab my wand out of my pocket and do a clean breath spell on myself. I pocket my wand and look out at the people bustling around. I don't know how they can all be so cheerful, when I myself feel so terrible.

I'm supposed to be a happy newlywed, but Lucius had to go and ruin everything. I'm glad that Draco's planning on getting rid of him, but then again, I don't like plotting this death in the least bit. Even if the person set to die is my least favorite person in the world.

I can't look at Draco right now, because then I'll probably start throwing up again. He seems to understand that, and grabs my hand before pulling me back out into the crowd.

We walk around aimlessly for several hours, heading into a few stores without actually buying anything. Everything is a blur for me. I can't seem to see or think straight. I need to eat something, but I'm afraid if I do, I'll just throw it right back up.

I lean against Draco, my head spinning. Draco looks down at me with concern before wrapping his arm around my waist. He takes me to an outdoor restaurant and sits me down at a table. He's got a worried look on his face.

"Are you okay Ginny?"

I shake my head in response, and then instantly regret it. I grab my head as the world starts to spin. Draco quickly grabs me up in his arms before apparating us away. I groan in displeasure at the sudden movement, causing the world to spin even more. Draco deposits me on the bed before snapping his fingers impatiently. He's staring at me with an almost terrified expression, like I'm the walking dead.

Finally a house elf appears at Draco's feet, bowing till his nose touches the ground. I groan in both pain from hearing that loud crack the house elf made when they appeared, and from whatever seems to be going on with me.

"You snapped young Master?"

"Something is wrong with my wife. Look her over."

Instantly the house elf sets to work, staring at me in confusion once she's done.

"Nothing ails her sir that Twinky knows of. I think she is just feeling sick Master...She has a small fever, but nothing too bad. If she is still sick later, Twinky thinks she should go to St. Mungo's."

"Thank you. You're free to go."

Twinky disapparates with a snap of her fingers. Draco takes a seat down on the bed next to me, staring down at me with a frown on his face. He strokes my cheek with the back of his hand, pushing my hair away from my face when it gets in the way.

"Oh Ginny...I'm so sorry you had to see that...I didn't want to do that, but I have to. I'm not taking a chance where you're concerned."

"Draco..."

Draco shushes me, telling me I need to get some rest. I nod my head softly and close my eyes. I can feel Draco watching over me, and that comforts me enough for me to fall asleep.

When I wake up, I feel better. I don't feel like I could run a marathon or anything, but I think I can walk a straight line...Well maybe not a straight line, but pretty damn close. Draco notices I'm awake after a minute, looking relieved.

I try to sit up, but Draco pushes me down.

"Slow down there...You're going to get dizzy again if you get up to fast."

I groan in response, making the corners of Draco's mouth to curve up slightly.

"How are you feeling luv?"

"Better...Thirsty..."

Draco snaps his fingers and Twinky appears again.

"Yes Master?"

"Get my wife some water, and something to eat. Anything in particular you want sweetie?"

I shake my head no and wince slightly. I definitely need to take something for my head. Draco asks for a head relief potion for me, which makes me smile. He knows me quite well...

Twinky disappears, leaving my husband and I alone. Draco helps me sit up when I try to do it myself, propping pillows behind me for extra support. I give him a soft smile in thanks, and he returns the smile immediately.

When Twinky appears next to our bed, she's got a tray with a sandwich, a banana, a bottle of water, and a bottle of head relief potion. She hands the tray over, bowing before she leaves us again. Draco watches me eat, making sure I digest all the food. After I've eaten, I drink the potion, and follow it with some water. Draco sets the tray aside once I'm finished before staring at me with determination.

"Ginny?"

"Yes Draco?"

"I'm going to erase your memory..."

Well what did you all think of this chapter? I hope you all enjoyed it. It's definitely interesting, isn't it? I left you in a cliffhanger, so I know you're all going to want to kill me. You'll just have to wait for the update to find out why Draco's going to erase her memory. I can't wait to read all your reviews. You guys are the absolute best. I hope you all enjoyed reading this story so far, as much as I've enjoyed writing it. I'm not sure how much longer I'm making this story. I'm thinking around 40-50 chapters, but I'm not sure. It depends on how it all goes, and if I can keep it going that long. I was thinking about maybe making a sequel, depending on where this one ends. Well let me know what you thought of this chapter.