Draco stared out the window of the Slytherin dormitory. All he could see in his mind were the long crimson tresses, the deep brown eyes and the cream-pale skin. No matter what he did he couldn't forget her and the fire she lit in his heart that still glowed the same hue as her hair. He stood up and stormed out of the dorm, past the common room and up out of the dungeons. He was sweeping past an empty classroom when he saw Ginny, sitting alone at a desk, staring outside. His robes settled to his sides as he stood, staring at her form. She was motionless apart from an occasional shudder that shook her body.
"Ginny" He began, but he didn't know how to end. She stood and turned in one fluid movement. He saw to his shock that there were tears in her eyes.
"Why, Draco? Why can't you just love me for who I am? I was always just a conquest to you, wasn't I? Just another chick you've screwed, another point racked up. I thought I'd found something special in you, Draco. I thought I'd found love." The pain in her voice tore at Draco's heart, and he ached to say something to make her see the truth.
"Ginny, I do love you. I just can't show it, and-"
"Why, Draco? Aren't I good enough to be proud of? No, I'm the kid sister of one of your enemies, and so long as you're getting to them you don't care, do you."
"Ginny, don't you see, can't you see? All that I am, my whole personality is built on my reputation. If I lost that, I'd lose myself."
"Do you think I'd care? Draco, there's a part of you that makes me want to scream and kill you, but there's a part, however small it is, under all the adrenalin and lust, a part that I love. If you stripped away the other layers I wouldn't care, not if that core was left. I'll always love you Draco, but I'll hate you forever too." Ginny brushed past him, the tears stinging her eyes. She picked up speed as she ran up stair after stair. She flew through the common room and into the dorm. She grabbed the purple book, the one she hadn't written in for so long, and opened a fresh page.
SHADOW.
I am the shadow flying, a spirit lying, dying. See the world through uncorrupted eyes cast off your guise, I'm all that you despise. Play with your mind, look behind, you will find the truth the world defined. How do you live when all you give is false, your pulse is gone. It's all wrong, this song will end you'll bend to my will and I'll send you over the hill, you'll kill, you'll maim, my claim to fame is messing with your brain, drives you insane. Take the strain off the chain and once again the blood will flow it will remain. I know where to go to show the way to the lowest of low. Can we try? I don't think so it's too late my fate will let my life abate and this spate of hate will be over. Tonight the light of the fight burns bright gives you a fright and shows the right. I will burn and in turn your stomach will churn and you'll learn the shadow's flight.
She took a deep breath and lay her quill down. The writing was the only way she could let her emotions out without hurting anyone. She closed the book and placed it back at the bottom of her trunk. A tear slid down her face as she wondered what Draco was doing, if he was thinking of her and wishing she was at his side, as she thought of him. But if wishes were horses, then beggars would ride.
AN: Aww....poor Ginny...wonder what will happen? Will she and Draco get back together? Will Harry be her savior? (I think NOT!!!) tell me what you think in your reviews, cos without you, this story is going nowhere...angel has a mental block...ah well...R&R, pretty please!
"Ginny" He began, but he didn't know how to end. She stood and turned in one fluid movement. He saw to his shock that there were tears in her eyes.
"Why, Draco? Why can't you just love me for who I am? I was always just a conquest to you, wasn't I? Just another chick you've screwed, another point racked up. I thought I'd found something special in you, Draco. I thought I'd found love." The pain in her voice tore at Draco's heart, and he ached to say something to make her see the truth.
"Ginny, I do love you. I just can't show it, and-"
"Why, Draco? Aren't I good enough to be proud of? No, I'm the kid sister of one of your enemies, and so long as you're getting to them you don't care, do you."
"Ginny, don't you see, can't you see? All that I am, my whole personality is built on my reputation. If I lost that, I'd lose myself."
"Do you think I'd care? Draco, there's a part of you that makes me want to scream and kill you, but there's a part, however small it is, under all the adrenalin and lust, a part that I love. If you stripped away the other layers I wouldn't care, not if that core was left. I'll always love you Draco, but I'll hate you forever too." Ginny brushed past him, the tears stinging her eyes. She picked up speed as she ran up stair after stair. She flew through the common room and into the dorm. She grabbed the purple book, the one she hadn't written in for so long, and opened a fresh page.
SHADOW.
I am the shadow flying, a spirit lying, dying. See the world through uncorrupted eyes cast off your guise, I'm all that you despise. Play with your mind, look behind, you will find the truth the world defined. How do you live when all you give is false, your pulse is gone. It's all wrong, this song will end you'll bend to my will and I'll send you over the hill, you'll kill, you'll maim, my claim to fame is messing with your brain, drives you insane. Take the strain off the chain and once again the blood will flow it will remain. I know where to go to show the way to the lowest of low. Can we try? I don't think so it's too late my fate will let my life abate and this spate of hate will be over. Tonight the light of the fight burns bright gives you a fright and shows the right. I will burn and in turn your stomach will churn and you'll learn the shadow's flight.
She took a deep breath and lay her quill down. The writing was the only way she could let her emotions out without hurting anyone. She closed the book and placed it back at the bottom of her trunk. A tear slid down her face as she wondered what Draco was doing, if he was thinking of her and wishing she was at his side, as she thought of him. But if wishes were horses, then beggars would ride.
AN: Aww....poor Ginny...wonder what will happen? Will she and Draco get back together? Will Harry be her savior? (I think NOT!!!) tell me what you think in your reviews, cos without you, this story is going nowhere...angel has a mental block...ah well...R&R, pretty please!