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pictures of Clark Gable and Humphrey Bogart.
A/N: The first D/G fic I've posted, though not the first I've written…
What becomes of the broken hearted?
Ginny slowly opened her eyes. It was cold, even though a fire was blazing in the large Gryffindor common room, and a blanket lay over her legs. She was wearing a large woolly sweater that had belonged to her eldest brother, Bill. He had out-grown it so he had given it to her.
She pulled the blanket up under her chin and stared at the fire. It looked so cosy.
However, anything would have been cosier than the thoughts that went through the young woman's head.
She raised a thin hand and looked at the picture enclosed within it.
A boy was smiling back at her. A young silver haired boy with the most beautiful eyes ever to grace the earth.
He was holding a stone in his hand. It was odd how such a simple thing could mean so much to a person. That stone lay next to her on a small table, shadows illuminating it because of the flickering fire. Ginny's gaze landed again on the picture and tears formed in her eyes, and slowly made their way down her too thin cheeks.
"Draco…" A name with meaning to the one's who had known him. And those who hadn't, well they just sneered and mean thoughts ran across their minds as they thought about him.
The picture had been taken by a Muggle camera and therefore had caught the happiness the boy showed in just a split second. A split second where everything was perfect and the world a good place to live in.
"Why?" A question, asked by so many people through the ages, formed again on the young woman's lips and a small sob followed it.
*Flashback*
"Draco, stop!" A girl's happy shriek echoed over the grounds. Her laughter filled the world with happiness, and sad it was that soon it would never be heard again in the same way.
"Draco!" The young couple landed hard on the ground, both laughing. As they quieted down the boy pulled something out of his pocket and showed it to the girl lying next to him. "Look," he said, making the girl open her eyes and stare in puzzlement at the stone. "What?" She raised herself up on her elbows and took the stone from him. "Is there anything special about it?" she asked while turning it over in her hand, looking for some mark or something else that might be unordinary. "Of course there is… Here," he said catching her hand in his own and closed them both over the stone. "See? It is our stone. Nothing could be more special about it."
The girl looked surprised at the gesture, but her face lit up into a dazzling smile mere seconds later and she threw her arms around him making them both fall over again.
*End of flashback*
As memories came flooding back to her, Ginny started sobbing.
Her small body shook and nothing helped to calm her down.
*Flashback*
"I love you Virginia." The four words she had longed for her entire life was spoken aloud.
"I love you too Draco, and I always will." Her voice shook with emotions and as he gathered her into his arms a small sob escaped her lips. "What's the matter?" he asked immediately worried that something might be wrong or if he had done something that had hurt her. "Nothing is wrong," she whispered. "I just love you so much…"
*End of flashback*
Another memory came and went away, and as her mind replayed the last time she saw him a small scream escaped her thin and grey lips.
*Flashback*
"Virginia, you know I have to go! This might be our last chance, and I cannot stay knowing that if something failed, it might be because I wasn't there to help. You understand, don't you?" His voice was pleading with her for her understanding and consent. "I know Draco, but I don't want you to leave me… I need you." Her voice was sorrowful, as if she knew that she was never to se her lover again. "I know," he whispered. "And I'll come back, I swear. Nothing will happen to me. Virginia… When this is all over… Will you marry me?"
*End of flashback*
"Yes… Oh God, yes…" The woman's body had slid to the floor and she lay there shaking, until the sun greeted her side of the earth again. Then she pulled herself up and sat back down in the chair, tears still staining her beautiful face.
People woke up early to get down to the Great Hall for breakfast. Those who noticed her when they passed looked at her pityingly, but no one stopped to talk to her. Finally almost everyone had left. Except for,
"Ginny, won't you come down for breakfast today?" Ron, her brother, didn't know what to do with his baby sister who just sat in that chair day after day never going to classes anymore. And she was barely eating. She was so thin, the girl who had been a bit chubby from her third year and up making her prettier than every girl in the school, even prettier than his Hermione and Harry's Cho, had become skeleton like. And he was worried sick. And so was the rest of their family. Bill, Charlie, Percy, Fred and George, his mother and father and Harry and Hermione. His mother had wanted Ginny to come back home after Draco Malfoy was killed, but she had refused. She didn't want to leave Hogwarts, where he had been. Where everything reminded her of him.
Ginny didn't answer his question; she just sat there, staring into the fireplace where the fire had gone out.
"Please, Gin," he said, his voice a hoarse whisper. "Please come down with me. You need to eat. You have become so thin." Still she didn't answer.
"Ginny?" Ron turned around and saw Harry and Hermione standing right behind him.
Hermione went slowly over to his sister and sat down in front of her. "Ginny, please. We are all worried about you. We know that you are hurting, but sitting here, living on memories won't help you. Talk to us…"
But Ginny refused to look at her.
Hermione stood up with a sigh and walked over to Ron, taking his hand.
"Ginny, it's been weeks. It's time for you to get on with your life…" Harry said. The words seemed harsh but they were true.
Ginny suddenly looked over at them and stood up. Hermione gasped and Ron staggered back. Her body… She looked like she had only had dry bread and a glass of water once a day for her whole life. But that wasn't the worst… Ginny was pregnant.
"That is what you all don't understand…" Her voice was so low Ron wasn't sure he had heard her speak.
"He was my life."
So… What do you think? Good enough for a few minutes of your time to review? Please? Pretty please? Pretty please with sugar on top?
I'm thinking of writing more- like a continuation to this story which of course includes that Draco's not dead…
Please tell me what you think…
Steaming Teapot
A/N: The first D/G fic I've posted, though not the first I've written…
What becomes of the broken hearted?
Ginny slowly opened her eyes. It was cold, even though a fire was blazing in the large Gryffindor common room, and a blanket lay over her legs. She was wearing a large woolly sweater that had belonged to her eldest brother, Bill. He had out-grown it so he had given it to her.
She pulled the blanket up under her chin and stared at the fire. It looked so cosy.
However, anything would have been cosier than the thoughts that went through the young woman's head.
She raised a thin hand and looked at the picture enclosed within it.
A boy was smiling back at her. A young silver haired boy with the most beautiful eyes ever to grace the earth.
He was holding a stone in his hand. It was odd how such a simple thing could mean so much to a person. That stone lay next to her on a small table, shadows illuminating it because of the flickering fire. Ginny's gaze landed again on the picture and tears formed in her eyes, and slowly made their way down her too thin cheeks.
"Draco…" A name with meaning to the one's who had known him. And those who hadn't, well they just sneered and mean thoughts ran across their minds as they thought about him.
The picture had been taken by a Muggle camera and therefore had caught the happiness the boy showed in just a split second. A split second where everything was perfect and the world a good place to live in.
"Why?" A question, asked by so many people through the ages, formed again on the young woman's lips and a small sob followed it.
*Flashback*
"Draco, stop!" A girl's happy shriek echoed over the grounds. Her laughter filled the world with happiness, and sad it was that soon it would never be heard again in the same way.
"Draco!" The young couple landed hard on the ground, both laughing. As they quieted down the boy pulled something out of his pocket and showed it to the girl lying next to him. "Look," he said, making the girl open her eyes and stare in puzzlement at the stone. "What?" She raised herself up on her elbows and took the stone from him. "Is there anything special about it?" she asked while turning it over in her hand, looking for some mark or something else that might be unordinary. "Of course there is… Here," he said catching her hand in his own and closed them both over the stone. "See? It is our stone. Nothing could be more special about it."
The girl looked surprised at the gesture, but her face lit up into a dazzling smile mere seconds later and she threw her arms around him making them both fall over again.
*End of flashback*
As memories came flooding back to her, Ginny started sobbing.
Her small body shook and nothing helped to calm her down.
*Flashback*
"I love you Virginia." The four words she had longed for her entire life was spoken aloud.
"I love you too Draco, and I always will." Her voice shook with emotions and as he gathered her into his arms a small sob escaped her lips. "What's the matter?" he asked immediately worried that something might be wrong or if he had done something that had hurt her. "Nothing is wrong," she whispered. "I just love you so much…"
*End of flashback*
Another memory came and went away, and as her mind replayed the last time she saw him a small scream escaped her thin and grey lips.
*Flashback*
"Virginia, you know I have to go! This might be our last chance, and I cannot stay knowing that if something failed, it might be because I wasn't there to help. You understand, don't you?" His voice was pleading with her for her understanding and consent. "I know Draco, but I don't want you to leave me… I need you." Her voice was sorrowful, as if she knew that she was never to se her lover again. "I know," he whispered. "And I'll come back, I swear. Nothing will happen to me. Virginia… When this is all over… Will you marry me?"
*End of flashback*
"Yes… Oh God, yes…" The woman's body had slid to the floor and she lay there shaking, until the sun greeted her side of the earth again. Then she pulled herself up and sat back down in the chair, tears still staining her beautiful face.
People woke up early to get down to the Great Hall for breakfast. Those who noticed her when they passed looked at her pityingly, but no one stopped to talk to her. Finally almost everyone had left. Except for,
"Ginny, won't you come down for breakfast today?" Ron, her brother, didn't know what to do with his baby sister who just sat in that chair day after day never going to classes anymore. And she was barely eating. She was so thin, the girl who had been a bit chubby from her third year and up making her prettier than every girl in the school, even prettier than his Hermione and Harry's Cho, had become skeleton like. And he was worried sick. And so was the rest of their family. Bill, Charlie, Percy, Fred and George, his mother and father and Harry and Hermione. His mother had wanted Ginny to come back home after Draco Malfoy was killed, but she had refused. She didn't want to leave Hogwarts, where he had been. Where everything reminded her of him.
Ginny didn't answer his question; she just sat there, staring into the fireplace where the fire had gone out.
"Please, Gin," he said, his voice a hoarse whisper. "Please come down with me. You need to eat. You have become so thin." Still she didn't answer.
"Ginny?" Ron turned around and saw Harry and Hermione standing right behind him.
Hermione went slowly over to his sister and sat down in front of her. "Ginny, please. We are all worried about you. We know that you are hurting, but sitting here, living on memories won't help you. Talk to us…"
But Ginny refused to look at her.
Hermione stood up with a sigh and walked over to Ron, taking his hand.
"Ginny, it's been weeks. It's time for you to get on with your life…" Harry said. The words seemed harsh but they were true.
Ginny suddenly looked over at them and stood up. Hermione gasped and Ron staggered back. Her body… She looked like she had only had dry bread and a glass of water once a day for her whole life. But that wasn't the worst… Ginny was pregnant.
"That is what you all don't understand…" Her voice was so low Ron wasn't sure he had heard her speak.
"He was my life."
So… What do you think? Good enough for a few minutes of your time to review? Please? Pretty please? Pretty please with sugar on top?
I'm thinking of writing more- like a continuation to this story which of course includes that Draco's not dead…
Please tell me what you think…
Steaming Teapot