Chapter Thirty-six
Believing in hope
A/N:
First off I'd like to clear some things up, despite the fact that I no longer attach a disclaimer, none of these original characters belong to me, they belong to the very generous JKR, who allows me to play with them, thnks Jo!
However despite not owning the characters, these characters in my story are not going to be exactly HP, It is after all a fanfic there will be differences. I am sorry if this disappoints you unfortunately this story is a figment of my imagination…not Jo's….lol ….I'm only Jo in my dreams reality doesn't seem to like my notions to much! :D
Chapter Note:
Now coming back to the chapter, 'Believing in hope' denotes the change the various characters, their slow evolution through out the story especially the normally detached Draco. It contains a scene between Blaise and Draco, I've been feeling like I haven't provided enough of an insight to Blaise, and some of you are having some difficulty relating to who she is and what she's doing…so I hope this helps, a bit. The chapter also provides an insight to Ginny, who she is as a person, to even how she dealt with her problems.
It is inspired by a friend who said to me one day,
"You can hide a smile with a frown, but can't hide a frown with a smile."- you know who you are. …:D
And lastly the chapter title, is inspired by Clinton's amazing speech in 1992, I'm not usually that involved in politics, but I really loves his one line "I believe in a place called hope."
Neway I'm off now, happy reading!! And let me know how the chapter's fared!! ( you may correctly interpret that as a plea for reviews! :P)
Draco could still hear the softly spoken words float through his mind. And nothing, nothing could rid him of this feeling of absolute helplessness.
"Have you ever played hide-and seek Draco?
…….No?…
Well………. you see, we used to play hide and seek almost every day when we were kids…
……...as the youngest I was always ultimately the last person to find a place and of course that would always be the worst hiding spot …
…you know the one nobody wanted….
….not to mention that the Burrow was never very large to begin with so you didn't really have a lot of options."
Her tinkling self conscious laugh had brought a swift pull to his heart, while the memory she had been describing had played out, as if on film before his eyes, rousing in him an inexpressible urge, to curse each and every one of her brothers for always taking the best hiding spots…
"….every time I would get upset that I had the worst spot and every time I would hide there anyway and revert to my secret plan…do you want to know what my secret plan was?…"
Draco had nodded not trusting himself to be capable of controlling his tongue just then.
She seemed so vulnerable, so delicate, and they were outing her through so much. He had half a mind to say 'damn the mission' and just get her out of there….protect her…keep her safe…unhurt….happy…
The two things that stopped him were that firstly, she wouldn't agree to go into hiding, she was too bloody-Gryffindor, and second, he knew, that a life in hiding was no life, not for a woman, women wanted, balls and gowns and sparkling jewels, not to mention it was most definitely not any sort of life for children.
"I would wait till I was absolutely sure every one else was in place…
………and then I'd close my eyes…
…….I'd shut them really, really, really tight, and I would say to myself over and over again that nobody could see me.
I would chant it softly under my breath……
……… but most of all I would believe in it."
Ginny smiled at the look on Draco's face. Still smiling she continued.
"You see I believed that if I couldn't see anyone……
.. if I was blind to the world….
…….then consequently the world would be blind to me…
….nobody would see me…simple, eh?"
Draco slammed his drink down on the counter, his rage and sense of pathetic feebleness vying with each other for top spot in his mind.
"Bad night?" whispered a familiar female voice, into his ear.
For the love of Merlin!
Of all the people he did not want to deal with right now, Blaise Zabini was a close second right behind bleeding Potter.
He had neither the time nor the patience for her simpering or her explanations.
Draco said as much, motioning to the bartender for another shot of bourbon as he did.
A well manicured hand curled possessively around his arm.
Evidently clinging to him was another thing he had decided was on his list of things he did not have the patience for right then, because to Blaise's utter surprise, Draco calmly, without even bothering to look at her, peeled her fingers off his arm, as if she were some form of mutated human leech.
Debating with himself whether he should inform Ginny about his plan now…….
…………. or leave it to the last minute.
Gut feeling told him she'd be able to deal with it even if he sprung it on her then, during the birthing……
But then how would this be any different from what Potter had done to her…..damn but it'd be worse…
She deserves to know, whispered a voice in his head, you're just too much of a coward to tell her.
Draco, carefully polished of the glass of bourbon, raising his finger for a refill, before he even put the glass down.
Damn but it was true….he was afraid….not of telling her per se, he knew Ginny well enough to know she'd take it in stride and play her part to a T.
No…he was afraid …
Draco sucked in his breath, a hand running through his immaculate hair.
He was afraid of letting her down……he was afraid….. that his harebrained scheme would go wild and somehow….somehow, she would hate him for it.
He wasn't afraid for her, she'd cope.
Virginia Weasely was much too strong not to.
But she would need an out……someone to blame……to hate…
And he was deathly afraid it would be him, he admitted silently.
He had been an undercover agent for over four years, he had spent his entire life under the roof of the Dark Lord's right hand, he had seen torture used as a sport, Circe he doubted there was much left of the evils in Pandora's box he hadn't seen……and yet, somehow he knew…none of that, could hurt him more than tears in a certain pair of honey-toned eyes…… eyes that saw into his soul……eyes that made him laugh ……eyes that made him feel……God what they made him feel…………
"Draco…are you listening to me…" pouted Blaise, returning her hand to its previous perch on his arm, before he bothered to even look at her.
Breaking out of his silent self monologue, Draco irritably once again removed her hand from his arm before, he coolly asked her what she wanted.
A sultry smile broke out, across smooth naturally tan skin, "Why darling, I want you."
For the first time in his life, Draco forgot the details on etiquette that had been drilled into him for over 21 years and rolled his eyes. Seriously?
"Come on now, no need to play tough guy, everyone is always talking about how my 'death' turned you, they wouldn't even let me contact you, because they were afraid of how it would affect you."
"Blaise," Draco intoned softly, quietly, to attract her sole, unwavering attention, "run away, you're annoying me."
Oddly enough Blaise didn't bat an eye.
"Darling I know you're angry at me….and I understand I do….but you have to understand…." Blaise cut off as Draco shook his head and rose from his perch at the bar to loom over her seat.
"You were a good lay Zabini," he admitted with a nod, his trademark smirk hitching itself back in place, he added ",but not that good."
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Blaise stared open mouthed as Draco walked out the door. That jerk! Not that good…why the bloody……I hate Malfoy's!
Nimbly she turned around in her seat, a well aimed tilt of her wand, convincing the guy coming up from behind her with an obvious offer to buy her a drink, not to bother.
Silky blue-black locks of hair, which had been the envy of most of her acquaintances, were swiftly wrapped in a bun as a hood came up to cover them. She had to report back to Harry, he would want to know that Draco had been here, after all hadn't he said he wanted to know about anything that even remotely related to this mission.
For the scant few minutes she stood in line at apparition point, Blaise wondered fleetingly, what were the chances this 'mission' would work out as planned.
Even if the plan did work and Harry did manage to kill the Dark Lord once the exchange of sources began, what about the other death-eaters?
Yeah, she admitted there were some who would disappear the minute they heard the Dark Lord was no more, but what about the other's?
And there were others.
Other's who wouldn't bat an eye before presuming to take over the Dark Lord's place.
Lucius Malfoy, for one would prove to be a dangerous foe, especially with the amount of clout he had in the Death-Eater circle.
Bellatrix Lestrange would probably go on a rampage just to 'honor' the Dark Lord's memory.
Macnair….God forbid, she didn't even want to think about what that pervert would try……and what about Fenir Greyback…
Blaise looked up and stepped warily into the apparition point, Either way, this war was far from over.
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A/N: Hey ppl...lol hoping you've liked the chapter, let me know if you have i really like feedback it's really nice to know, someone appreciates your writing, especially when your skipping homework to write! :D
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Here are a few review replies, for those of you who did review:
Oxymoron:Thnks!! I'm glad you can understand Ginny's need to pretend, and I'm glad u liked the chappie! You were one of the few I'm presuming who didn't think Gin was mad. :D Hope this chap was just as good!
Snowfire81: Your wish is my command! Here is the next chappie, no evil cliffie attached…:D …well sort of….hehe
Dristi: Aha! Here is the next chapter and hopefully you'll understand why Ginny was acting the way she was and a longer update in record time too…..can I have my crown back now?? pouts
Beastie: Muhaha…the plan….:D….glad you liked the chap and thnks 4 reviewing lemme kno what you think of the next chappie!
Demeter: Hey, um actually I do know that Ginny's cannon name is Ginerva, I just prefer Virginia, I think it suits her better, :D…..as for Lavair, I'm sorry you don't like him, but then again you can't win 'em all. Once again I do know cannon Blaise is a boy, but if u read the authors note in chap 15 you'll see I mention that Blaise is a girl…for my fic at least. Glad you took the time to review! Thnks!