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Thank you if you have reviewed! This is Chapter the Third; I switched it
back to Draco POV. Oh, and I meant to put **text** as Flashback, so I'm
changing it.
Disclaimer: Same as always.
Draco was carrying Ginny quickly to the Hospital Wing. She hung limply in his arms, and it was all he could do to look away from her pale face. He finally arrived at his destination and laid the girl on a bed.
"Merlin, what's this?" Madam Pomfrey asked. "What happened?"
"I don't know, she was drinking something and got dizzy, and it was purple. The drink. Then she fainted."
"I see." Madam Pomfrey checked Ginny's pulse as Draco hovered nearby. The nurse got out her wand and performed a few spells on the unconscious Weasly. "Oh, Dear," she said with a sigh.
"What?" Draco asked anxiously. He had no clue what had come over him--maybe it was that Ginny had actually cared about what had been going on.
"She won't be waking for a good 24 hours. Some sort of curse on her." Curse. The word rang deafeningly in Draco's mind. A memory flashed through his mind.
**"You watch yourself, boy," his father snarled. "If you don't follow where you were meant to be led, I'll curse everyone you care about."
"Well then you obviously won't be cursing yourself!" Draco screamed back. Lucius's hand swung back and Draco was hit in the face. He fell to the floor, and everything went black. **
Draco blinked. "Oh," was all he could say. He didn't dare reveal anything to Pomfrey. But inside his heart was broken. He had unwillingly near-killed Ginny. The paper. He shouldn't have let her touch the paper. Oh, if only he was someone, anyone else! If only his father wasn't the cruel, cold man he was. The worst part about it was that Draco has to admit to himself that he cared for Ginny.
Reality struck Draco in the face. "Mr. Malfoy, I asked if you'd be staying!" He turned his gaze to the bewildered nurse.
"No." He said it firmly, as if to convince himself also. "I'll fetch her family." Pomfrey nodded and Draco walked out. But not before looking back to the pale face surrounded by a halo of glittering red hair.
Draco ran. He ran not only to get to the redheaded family, but to relieve his mind of the guilt. His head pounded as he stopped a passing Gryffindor at a place he knew was near their common room. "Get at least one of the Weasly's," he told the boy breathlessly.
"Get real," the boy replied, and Draco recognized him as Dean Thomas. "Like it's not some prank." Overcome with rage, Draco grabbed Dean's shoulders and slammed him against the wall.
"Their sister is horribly sick," he growled, trying not to scream. "They need to see her." Dean tried to focus somewhere other than the Slytherin's face, and nodded. Draco let him go and Dean ran off the other way. Draco waited against the wall for the redheaded parade.
Ron, Fred, and George came up. "Oh, it's you," Ron sneered. "Never mind, then."
Draco waited until Ron had turned to say, "Your sister's sick in the Hospital Wing. I think you'll want to see her."
"You prick, what'd you do to her?" Ron yelled, turning back around. Draco didn't flinch, and the twin's held Ron back.
"I didn't," Draco said calmly. 'It's true,' he told himself, 'it was my bloody father.'
"I don't believe you," he said threateningly, proving how Draco read his face. "But if she's hurt, I'll have to take your word. Not that it's worth much." The three ran off, and Draco slipped into the shadows.
Knowing that he was out of bed at an unlawful time, Draco snuck quietly to Professor Snape's office.
"Professor Snape," he said, knocking. "Are you there?"
"Yes, Draco, come in." The greasy-haired teacher was sitting at his desk, writing something.
"Sir," he said, sitting down, "You said I could come to you with...any family problems. Is that correct?"
"Yes," Snape said, looking up at his favorite student. "What is it?"
"The Weasly girl," Draco said slowly, "Is in the hospital wing. For something I think I caused."
"What is it?" All of Snape's attention was on the boy now.
"See, today I received a letter from my father. But with something other that words in it." Snape did not comment, so Draco continued. "It was the Dark Mark, sir. Burned into the paper. A sign of his hatred for my...decision." Snape nodded. Draco had previously described his battle with his father.
"And you believe this is what caused Miss Weasly to become ill?"
"Yes. I was talking to her....about something," he said, not wanting to remind himself that he needed her help, "And she took the note from me. I think that it was cursed to make anyone I cared about hurt. Because of something my father said." Snape had stood up and picked out a book from a shelf.
"You need not worry about the girl's welfare," the professor said, "But you should know what happened. Do not blame it on yourself." He handed the book to Draco. "Page 213 will let you know what is wrong. I shall inform Madam Pomfrey. Now get to bed." Draco took the book and left.
In the common room he flipped to the page and read. "The Reversus Curse. A curse that can be Dark or not, depending on who it is used on. It will reverse certain qualities of the person it is used on, and sometimes they are not apparent. In few cases, five year olds have become fifty, or girls have become boys. It all depends on the time the curse was placed. The changes are strong for two days, after which the person returns to their proper self. In some cases, the Reversus curse has had longer effects or influences. Note: Most times the victims are rendered unconscious, reversing their consciousness."
Draco blinked back a tear. What had he done? What if it had lasting effects on Ginny? 'You don't care,' a voice said in his head. 'She's just there to raise your grade.' Another voice, stronger than the first, said, 'But you do care about her.'
A/N: Reviews would be nice.....sorry if some characters are, well, out of character. Thanks to majordracofan for informing me of Draco's eyes. And thank you to Ninir and Shadow Child for the reviews. I forgot to mention them. New question for reviewers: Is the way I'm switching the POV okay?
Disclaimer: Same as always.
Draco was carrying Ginny quickly to the Hospital Wing. She hung limply in his arms, and it was all he could do to look away from her pale face. He finally arrived at his destination and laid the girl on a bed.
"Merlin, what's this?" Madam Pomfrey asked. "What happened?"
"I don't know, she was drinking something and got dizzy, and it was purple. The drink. Then she fainted."
"I see." Madam Pomfrey checked Ginny's pulse as Draco hovered nearby. The nurse got out her wand and performed a few spells on the unconscious Weasly. "Oh, Dear," she said with a sigh.
"What?" Draco asked anxiously. He had no clue what had come over him--maybe it was that Ginny had actually cared about what had been going on.
"She won't be waking for a good 24 hours. Some sort of curse on her." Curse. The word rang deafeningly in Draco's mind. A memory flashed through his mind.
**"You watch yourself, boy," his father snarled. "If you don't follow where you were meant to be led, I'll curse everyone you care about."
"Well then you obviously won't be cursing yourself!" Draco screamed back. Lucius's hand swung back and Draco was hit in the face. He fell to the floor, and everything went black. **
Draco blinked. "Oh," was all he could say. He didn't dare reveal anything to Pomfrey. But inside his heart was broken. He had unwillingly near-killed Ginny. The paper. He shouldn't have let her touch the paper. Oh, if only he was someone, anyone else! If only his father wasn't the cruel, cold man he was. The worst part about it was that Draco has to admit to himself that he cared for Ginny.
Reality struck Draco in the face. "Mr. Malfoy, I asked if you'd be staying!" He turned his gaze to the bewildered nurse.
"No." He said it firmly, as if to convince himself also. "I'll fetch her family." Pomfrey nodded and Draco walked out. But not before looking back to the pale face surrounded by a halo of glittering red hair.
Draco ran. He ran not only to get to the redheaded family, but to relieve his mind of the guilt. His head pounded as he stopped a passing Gryffindor at a place he knew was near their common room. "Get at least one of the Weasly's," he told the boy breathlessly.
"Get real," the boy replied, and Draco recognized him as Dean Thomas. "Like it's not some prank." Overcome with rage, Draco grabbed Dean's shoulders and slammed him against the wall.
"Their sister is horribly sick," he growled, trying not to scream. "They need to see her." Dean tried to focus somewhere other than the Slytherin's face, and nodded. Draco let him go and Dean ran off the other way. Draco waited against the wall for the redheaded parade.
Ron, Fred, and George came up. "Oh, it's you," Ron sneered. "Never mind, then."
Draco waited until Ron had turned to say, "Your sister's sick in the Hospital Wing. I think you'll want to see her."
"You prick, what'd you do to her?" Ron yelled, turning back around. Draco didn't flinch, and the twin's held Ron back.
"I didn't," Draco said calmly. 'It's true,' he told himself, 'it was my bloody father.'
"I don't believe you," he said threateningly, proving how Draco read his face. "But if she's hurt, I'll have to take your word. Not that it's worth much." The three ran off, and Draco slipped into the shadows.
Knowing that he was out of bed at an unlawful time, Draco snuck quietly to Professor Snape's office.
"Professor Snape," he said, knocking. "Are you there?"
"Yes, Draco, come in." The greasy-haired teacher was sitting at his desk, writing something.
"Sir," he said, sitting down, "You said I could come to you with...any family problems. Is that correct?"
"Yes," Snape said, looking up at his favorite student. "What is it?"
"The Weasly girl," Draco said slowly, "Is in the hospital wing. For something I think I caused."
"What is it?" All of Snape's attention was on the boy now.
"See, today I received a letter from my father. But with something other that words in it." Snape did not comment, so Draco continued. "It was the Dark Mark, sir. Burned into the paper. A sign of his hatred for my...decision." Snape nodded. Draco had previously described his battle with his father.
"And you believe this is what caused Miss Weasly to become ill?"
"Yes. I was talking to her....about something," he said, not wanting to remind himself that he needed her help, "And she took the note from me. I think that it was cursed to make anyone I cared about hurt. Because of something my father said." Snape had stood up and picked out a book from a shelf.
"You need not worry about the girl's welfare," the professor said, "But you should know what happened. Do not blame it on yourself." He handed the book to Draco. "Page 213 will let you know what is wrong. I shall inform Madam Pomfrey. Now get to bed." Draco took the book and left.
In the common room he flipped to the page and read. "The Reversus Curse. A curse that can be Dark or not, depending on who it is used on. It will reverse certain qualities of the person it is used on, and sometimes they are not apparent. In few cases, five year olds have become fifty, or girls have become boys. It all depends on the time the curse was placed. The changes are strong for two days, after which the person returns to their proper self. In some cases, the Reversus curse has had longer effects or influences. Note: Most times the victims are rendered unconscious, reversing their consciousness."
Draco blinked back a tear. What had he done? What if it had lasting effects on Ginny? 'You don't care,' a voice said in his head. 'She's just there to raise your grade.' Another voice, stronger than the first, said, 'But you do care about her.'
A/N: Reviews would be nice.....sorry if some characters are, well, out of character. Thanks to majordracofan for informing me of Draco's eyes. And thank you to Ninir and Shadow Child for the reviews. I forgot to mention them. New question for reviewers: Is the way I'm switching the POV okay?