Destiny Unknown
Disclaimer: I don't own the characters but I wish I did.
Chapter 3: The Order of the Phoenix
Ginny was dazed through her classes all day. She managed to get through them, but all she could think about was the events of the last 24 hours. She had found Draco, found his side he never showed, and was now a part of the Order of the Phoenix, something even Harry couldn't claim to have done. She knew she played an intrical part in this somehow, that this amulet may have something to do with it, but what, she didn't know, nor did she find out. Or she wouldn't find out, not until tonight.
Draco was having a similar dilemma. He had finally found someone to talk to, to connect with, someone who made him feel that he was needed. It was a feeling he wasn't used to, coming from his family. Love was never there, yet he felt it in Ginny, in him now as well. But why was she needed by the Order? What was Dumbledore's reasoning behind it all? He didn't want her in the line of fire, didn't want her to be in harm's way. Yet she was a part of it all now and he couldn't change that. Sighing, he rested his head on his arms, lost in thought, oblivious to the others around him.
Before either knew it, it was 7 o'clock. Ginny arrived there first, leaning against the tree, thinking about what the necklace and amulet could mean, unconsciously holding it in her hand. She didn't hear Draco approach. He silently sat down next to her, leaning against the tree.
"So," he smirked, "come here often?"
Smiling, she turned around to see him sitting there. She threw her arms around him and gave him a long kiss, never wanting the moment to end. He licked her bottom lip, his tongue begging for entry. Her lips parted, allowing his tongue the entry it craved. Their tongues locked in war, they lay back on the grass, Ginny now underneath Draco, her arms around his neck, his hands slowly moving down her sides. A soft moan escaped her throat, her arms tightening around his neck. He suddenly pulled away and sat back, leaning against the tree. Ginny sat up, a worried look on her face. "What's wrong?"
Draco looked away from her, unable to meet her gaze. "I don't want to take advantage of you like this. It's not right. I love you too much to do this." He turned away, afraid of the rejection he felt would be there.
Ginny sat back for a moment, stunned. He had just said that he loved her. He loved her? Was it possible? Smiling, she leaned forward and touched a hand to his cheek, turning his head back towards her. "Draco, did you just say that you loved me?" He nodded his head, still not meeting her eyes. She gave a small chuckle and threw her arms around him. In that moment, in that split second it took for her to come to the realization that he loved her, she found in her heart that she indeed loved him too. It's amazing what a few hours may do. She laughed, kissing his cheek, she leaned against him saying "I love you too."
The world could have ceased to exist. The two of them just content to be together, they leaned against the tree, Draco with his back on the trunk, Ginny with her back against him, his arms around her waist, her fingers intertwined with his. They sat watching the sunset, the vibrant colors once again lighting up the night sky. Time seemed endless yet passed two quickly for the young lovebirds. Soon it was time to meet with Professor Dumbledore and the Order of the Phoenix. They stood up, hand in hand, and made their way back to the castle.
Unknown to them was another certain redhead who happened to be looking out the window of the Gryffindor common room. It was unmistakable. The Weasley red hair, the silvery Malfoy hair. His sister was walking hand in hand with Draco Malfoy. Unable to believe this turn of events, he quickly went to his trunk and grabbed the Omnioculars he had gotten at the Quidditch World Cup. Sure enough, it was them. The fury and rage raced through him. Malfoy would pay. Pay for seducing his sister.
Meanwhile, Ginny and Draco made their way to Dumbledore's office. They said the password (Lemon Drop), and entered, going up to his office door and knocking. They heard a come in from inside and entered, finding the Order already assembled.
Ginny had known of the Order, Harry had told her, but had never known who was in it. There assembled in what appeared to be a much larger room with a round table were Professor Lupin, Sirius Black, Professor Moody and Snape, Professors Dumbledore and McGonagall, and a few Aurors from the Ministry who had been chosen. Dumbledore smiled. "Come in Ginny, Draco. Please sit down." To chairs appeared at this table for them. Ginny and Draco sat as they were told.
Now addressing everyone, Dumbledore continued. "I'm sure all of you know why you are here. Draco received a letter from his father telling where Voldemort would be this Saturday. His father believes him to be going there to be branded with the Dark Mark by the Dark Lord himself. Professor Snape has informed me that the whole of the Death Eaters shall be there, making this a perfect time for mass attack. If we could surprise them enough, we may be able to end the terror once and for all." Turning to Ginny, he continued. "Ginny, I believe you are wondering why I told you to wear the amulet you are currently wearing." She nodded, signaling for him to continue. "Now, if you will all follow me, we shall need to go to the Quidditch Pitch, I shall show both you and the rest of the Order why. Ginny, Draco, grab a hold of the person next to you. We shall apparate in."
The whole of the Order apparated into the Quidditch Pitch, wondering what Dumbledore was up to. Surely this girl could hold no real significance. So why was she here? The questions would soon be answered.
Dumbledore quickly told the rest of the Order to stand along the edge of the stadium and to be at the ready. He then turned to Ginny and whispered quietly to her. "Ginny, you hold in you an ancient power. This amulet clearly shows it. Look at how it now glows." Glancing down, she saw that a sort of internal light was coming from it, bathing the stadium in its striking blue light. She gasped and looked back at Dumbledore.
"What is this? Why is it glowing," she asked, the fear evident in her voice.
"It is a power amulet, one which can help the holder of the Silver Dragon to draw it out. The Silver Dragon is an ancient prophecy. One arises whenever the world is in danger. You, Ginny, hold that power. The Silver Dragon has the power to vanquish the Dark One and all his minions. But only you can do this."
She stared back at him. She had never expected that she would hold such an important role in this. It seemed as though her and her alone would be able to end this. But she couldn't let everyone down. If this is what it would take, she would do it. Dumbledore noticed the sudden look in her eyes, the one which told him all he needed to know. "I'll do it Professor. How do I draw out the Dragon?"
Smiling down at her, he handed her a piece of parchment. "This parchment has written on it the spell you must recite. Good luck Ginny." With that he turned and left her standing in the middle of the Pitch. The others around the edge of the field murmured. What was this girl doing here? Professor Lupin, Sirius Black and Professor Dumbledore all seemed to understand. Dumbledore was having to hold Draco back from running to Ginny. "She needs to do this on her own. She can't have anyone near her at the time." Sighing, he watched her nervously.
She stared up at the sky, praying to the Gods that they might help her in this. Then she opened the parchment and recited the spell.
Magick of old
Magick of night
Help me make this journey tonight
The Dragon lay in me
Silver in hue
Come out, dear Dragon, the world needs you
A blinding flash of light erupted from the amulet. The rest of the Order averted their eyes, afraid of what was happening. Draco was screaming, struggling with Lupin, Dumbledore, and Black holding him back. "No Draco," shouted Lupin. "She's okay!"
Once the final word had left her mouth, Ginny felt a strange sensation spread throughout her body. At once she yelled in pain as she felt her bones stretching, cracking and growing. She felt her skin split open on her back to reveal wings growing. She fell to her knees, her hands supporting her body. Her head began to change, to elongate, revealing a finely sculpted dragon's head with chocolate brown eyes, a blue crown framing it. The wings had attached to her arms and were now spreading out from her body, silvery like a spiders web. At once the blinding light stopped and, where Ginny had once been, there now lay a great silver dragon, curled up on the ground.
It blinked and slowly opened it's eyes. It moved it's head around, getting used to the new feel of the body. Glancing around, she saw Dumbledore walking up to her, Draco ahead of him, running out to where she used to be. "Ginny! Ginny," he called, desperate to find her. The dragon turned it's head to look at him, meeting his eyes. Draco looked long and hard at the dragon. There was something oddly familiar about it……..those eyes, those eyes he longed to see……cautiously he walked up to the head and whispered "Ginny? Is that you?"
The dragon nodded, rubbing its nose on his back and bowing. Dumbledore approached and soon after the rest of the Order followed. Walking up to the dragon, he ran his hand along its nose and left Ginny and Draco to themselves for a moment as he addressed the Order.
"This dragon here is the key to our success. The legend has it that a great Silver Dragon will arise when a Dark Lord comes to power and vanquish the Dark and his minions. Ginny here is the only chance we have. For the power to come so strong means that Voldemort is planning a large attack. Saturday should end this reign of terror and rid us of him once and for all. Ginny, in order to return to normal, you must speak in your head the spell in reverse order."
A few minutes later the dragon began to shrink and Ginny reappeared. She staggered for a moment before falling over. Draco hurriedly rushed to her and grabbed her hand. "Come on Ginny, wake up. Please, wake up." Slowly one eye opened, then the other, looking around numbly at her surroundings. Her eyes swept over the Order before settling on Draco. "Draco," she said hoarsely, still weary from the transformation. She struggled to sit up, Draco immediately positioning himself behind her as she tried to stand. She leaned heavily on him for support as they made their way back to the collective Order.
"Ginny," said Dumbledore, "you will know what to do when the time comes. Let Draco take you back to your common room. Both of you are excused from classes tomorrow. I expect there is much to talk about between you two," he added, a twinkle in his eyes. Smiling sleepily, she continued to lean on Draco as they made their way back to the Gryffindor tower. Though she tried to make it up the stairs, she was still too weak to do so on her own and Draco carried her much of the way. They arrived at the portrait of the Fat Lady and Ginny mumbled the password. The Fat Lady gave Draco a questioning look before opening. Draco carried Ginny through the portrait hole and walked right in.
The two of them were greeted by the famous Trio. Hermoine looked shocked as Ginny leaned on Draco, her hands intertwined in his, him holding her protectively. So this was the boy she was with last night. She glared at Draco, as did Harry, though neither one said anything. They didn't have a chance to. Ron started in immediately, his face burning with anger, his words dripping with venom.
"MALFOY," he bellowed, shaking the whole of the common room. "What are you doing here? And with my sister? What, is she one of your catches now? One of your whores? And you, GINNY, what the hell are you doing with Malfoy? What is he doing in here? And why are you two out so late? TOGETHER? You're a scarlet woman Ginny, that's what you are. You're turning into nothing but a cheap--"
Ron didn't get a chance to finish his tirade. Draco's eyes had flashed, his anger boiling inside him. Yet even he didn't say anything. Ginny walked up to him, eyes flashing dangerously, face flushed red, and slapped Ron open handed full on the cheek, enough to spin his head around and knock him off balance. She then stared him down, defiantly, yelling "How dare you call me that! Draco did not seduce me, nor am I a "whore" as you seem to think of me. It is none of your business who I love! You do not have to approve!" She kicked him in the gut as hard as she could muster. This had taken much of her remaining strength and she faltered as she tried to walk. Draco quickly ran up to her and caught her as she passed out. He picked her up and carried her over to the girls' stairwell. He turned around, Ginny in his arms, and faced the Trio, Ron hunched over, Harry and Hermoine glaring at him.
"I know you do not approve of me, nor do I expect you to. Ginny and I are indeed in love. Whether you accept this or not is your own decision, but I should think that being her friends you would not put her through this. Believe it or not I used to look up to you three with more jealousy than you could believe. I envied your closeness in friendship. I would have thought you would be able to support your own friends, but I was wrong. If I was Ginny I would be ashamed." With that he turned and carried her up to her room, leaving the three of them speechless and feeling guilty at how they had treated Ginny.
Draco laid her down on her bed, pulling the covers over her. He turned to leave when she stirred again. "Draco," came the hoarse whisper, "could you please stay a while?" Draco sighed, knowing what was in store the next morning when he left, for as tired as he was there was no way he was staying and not sleeping there. He took off his cloak and got into bed next to her. She snuggled up to him and laid her head on his chest, sighing contentedly. "Thank you." He just lay there playing with her hair until he too fell asleep.
Hermoine poked her head in the door and watched this scene unfold. She noticed how much Draco cared for her and how much Ginny wanted him to be there. Sighing, she turned and went back down the stairs. Ron and Harry were there waiting for her.
"Guys, Draco's right," she said. Harry nodded his head as did Ron, a bit stiffer than that. "We should be supportive of her. She really loves him. He's risking his father, his house, our hatred, ridicule from the school. He's risking everything for her right now. He's staying there to make sure she's alright. Whether you two like it or not, I'm talking to Ginny tomorrow and apologizing.
Disclaimer: I don't own the characters but I wish I did.
Chapter 3: The Order of the Phoenix
Ginny was dazed through her classes all day. She managed to get through them, but all she could think about was the events of the last 24 hours. She had found Draco, found his side he never showed, and was now a part of the Order of the Phoenix, something even Harry couldn't claim to have done. She knew she played an intrical part in this somehow, that this amulet may have something to do with it, but what, she didn't know, nor did she find out. Or she wouldn't find out, not until tonight.
Draco was having a similar dilemma. He had finally found someone to talk to, to connect with, someone who made him feel that he was needed. It was a feeling he wasn't used to, coming from his family. Love was never there, yet he felt it in Ginny, in him now as well. But why was she needed by the Order? What was Dumbledore's reasoning behind it all? He didn't want her in the line of fire, didn't want her to be in harm's way. Yet she was a part of it all now and he couldn't change that. Sighing, he rested his head on his arms, lost in thought, oblivious to the others around him.
Before either knew it, it was 7 o'clock. Ginny arrived there first, leaning against the tree, thinking about what the necklace and amulet could mean, unconsciously holding it in her hand. She didn't hear Draco approach. He silently sat down next to her, leaning against the tree.
"So," he smirked, "come here often?"
Smiling, she turned around to see him sitting there. She threw her arms around him and gave him a long kiss, never wanting the moment to end. He licked her bottom lip, his tongue begging for entry. Her lips parted, allowing his tongue the entry it craved. Their tongues locked in war, they lay back on the grass, Ginny now underneath Draco, her arms around his neck, his hands slowly moving down her sides. A soft moan escaped her throat, her arms tightening around his neck. He suddenly pulled away and sat back, leaning against the tree. Ginny sat up, a worried look on her face. "What's wrong?"
Draco looked away from her, unable to meet her gaze. "I don't want to take advantage of you like this. It's not right. I love you too much to do this." He turned away, afraid of the rejection he felt would be there.
Ginny sat back for a moment, stunned. He had just said that he loved her. He loved her? Was it possible? Smiling, she leaned forward and touched a hand to his cheek, turning his head back towards her. "Draco, did you just say that you loved me?" He nodded his head, still not meeting her eyes. She gave a small chuckle and threw her arms around him. In that moment, in that split second it took for her to come to the realization that he loved her, she found in her heart that she indeed loved him too. It's amazing what a few hours may do. She laughed, kissing his cheek, she leaned against him saying "I love you too."
The world could have ceased to exist. The two of them just content to be together, they leaned against the tree, Draco with his back on the trunk, Ginny with her back against him, his arms around her waist, her fingers intertwined with his. They sat watching the sunset, the vibrant colors once again lighting up the night sky. Time seemed endless yet passed two quickly for the young lovebirds. Soon it was time to meet with Professor Dumbledore and the Order of the Phoenix. They stood up, hand in hand, and made their way back to the castle.
Unknown to them was another certain redhead who happened to be looking out the window of the Gryffindor common room. It was unmistakable. The Weasley red hair, the silvery Malfoy hair. His sister was walking hand in hand with Draco Malfoy. Unable to believe this turn of events, he quickly went to his trunk and grabbed the Omnioculars he had gotten at the Quidditch World Cup. Sure enough, it was them. The fury and rage raced through him. Malfoy would pay. Pay for seducing his sister.
Meanwhile, Ginny and Draco made their way to Dumbledore's office. They said the password (Lemon Drop), and entered, going up to his office door and knocking. They heard a come in from inside and entered, finding the Order already assembled.
Ginny had known of the Order, Harry had told her, but had never known who was in it. There assembled in what appeared to be a much larger room with a round table were Professor Lupin, Sirius Black, Professor Moody and Snape, Professors Dumbledore and McGonagall, and a few Aurors from the Ministry who had been chosen. Dumbledore smiled. "Come in Ginny, Draco. Please sit down." To chairs appeared at this table for them. Ginny and Draco sat as they were told.
Now addressing everyone, Dumbledore continued. "I'm sure all of you know why you are here. Draco received a letter from his father telling where Voldemort would be this Saturday. His father believes him to be going there to be branded with the Dark Mark by the Dark Lord himself. Professor Snape has informed me that the whole of the Death Eaters shall be there, making this a perfect time for mass attack. If we could surprise them enough, we may be able to end the terror once and for all." Turning to Ginny, he continued. "Ginny, I believe you are wondering why I told you to wear the amulet you are currently wearing." She nodded, signaling for him to continue. "Now, if you will all follow me, we shall need to go to the Quidditch Pitch, I shall show both you and the rest of the Order why. Ginny, Draco, grab a hold of the person next to you. We shall apparate in."
The whole of the Order apparated into the Quidditch Pitch, wondering what Dumbledore was up to. Surely this girl could hold no real significance. So why was she here? The questions would soon be answered.
Dumbledore quickly told the rest of the Order to stand along the edge of the stadium and to be at the ready. He then turned to Ginny and whispered quietly to her. "Ginny, you hold in you an ancient power. This amulet clearly shows it. Look at how it now glows." Glancing down, she saw that a sort of internal light was coming from it, bathing the stadium in its striking blue light. She gasped and looked back at Dumbledore.
"What is this? Why is it glowing," she asked, the fear evident in her voice.
"It is a power amulet, one which can help the holder of the Silver Dragon to draw it out. The Silver Dragon is an ancient prophecy. One arises whenever the world is in danger. You, Ginny, hold that power. The Silver Dragon has the power to vanquish the Dark One and all his minions. But only you can do this."
She stared back at him. She had never expected that she would hold such an important role in this. It seemed as though her and her alone would be able to end this. But she couldn't let everyone down. If this is what it would take, she would do it. Dumbledore noticed the sudden look in her eyes, the one which told him all he needed to know. "I'll do it Professor. How do I draw out the Dragon?"
Smiling down at her, he handed her a piece of parchment. "This parchment has written on it the spell you must recite. Good luck Ginny." With that he turned and left her standing in the middle of the Pitch. The others around the edge of the field murmured. What was this girl doing here? Professor Lupin, Sirius Black and Professor Dumbledore all seemed to understand. Dumbledore was having to hold Draco back from running to Ginny. "She needs to do this on her own. She can't have anyone near her at the time." Sighing, he watched her nervously.
She stared up at the sky, praying to the Gods that they might help her in this. Then she opened the parchment and recited the spell.
Magick of old
Magick of night
Help me make this journey tonight
The Dragon lay in me
Silver in hue
Come out, dear Dragon, the world needs you
A blinding flash of light erupted from the amulet. The rest of the Order averted their eyes, afraid of what was happening. Draco was screaming, struggling with Lupin, Dumbledore, and Black holding him back. "No Draco," shouted Lupin. "She's okay!"
Once the final word had left her mouth, Ginny felt a strange sensation spread throughout her body. At once she yelled in pain as she felt her bones stretching, cracking and growing. She felt her skin split open on her back to reveal wings growing. She fell to her knees, her hands supporting her body. Her head began to change, to elongate, revealing a finely sculpted dragon's head with chocolate brown eyes, a blue crown framing it. The wings had attached to her arms and were now spreading out from her body, silvery like a spiders web. At once the blinding light stopped and, where Ginny had once been, there now lay a great silver dragon, curled up on the ground.
It blinked and slowly opened it's eyes. It moved it's head around, getting used to the new feel of the body. Glancing around, she saw Dumbledore walking up to her, Draco ahead of him, running out to where she used to be. "Ginny! Ginny," he called, desperate to find her. The dragon turned it's head to look at him, meeting his eyes. Draco looked long and hard at the dragon. There was something oddly familiar about it……..those eyes, those eyes he longed to see……cautiously he walked up to the head and whispered "Ginny? Is that you?"
The dragon nodded, rubbing its nose on his back and bowing. Dumbledore approached and soon after the rest of the Order followed. Walking up to the dragon, he ran his hand along its nose and left Ginny and Draco to themselves for a moment as he addressed the Order.
"This dragon here is the key to our success. The legend has it that a great Silver Dragon will arise when a Dark Lord comes to power and vanquish the Dark and his minions. Ginny here is the only chance we have. For the power to come so strong means that Voldemort is planning a large attack. Saturday should end this reign of terror and rid us of him once and for all. Ginny, in order to return to normal, you must speak in your head the spell in reverse order."
A few minutes later the dragon began to shrink and Ginny reappeared. She staggered for a moment before falling over. Draco hurriedly rushed to her and grabbed her hand. "Come on Ginny, wake up. Please, wake up." Slowly one eye opened, then the other, looking around numbly at her surroundings. Her eyes swept over the Order before settling on Draco. "Draco," she said hoarsely, still weary from the transformation. She struggled to sit up, Draco immediately positioning himself behind her as she tried to stand. She leaned heavily on him for support as they made their way back to the collective Order.
"Ginny," said Dumbledore, "you will know what to do when the time comes. Let Draco take you back to your common room. Both of you are excused from classes tomorrow. I expect there is much to talk about between you two," he added, a twinkle in his eyes. Smiling sleepily, she continued to lean on Draco as they made their way back to the Gryffindor tower. Though she tried to make it up the stairs, she was still too weak to do so on her own and Draco carried her much of the way. They arrived at the portrait of the Fat Lady and Ginny mumbled the password. The Fat Lady gave Draco a questioning look before opening. Draco carried Ginny through the portrait hole and walked right in.
The two of them were greeted by the famous Trio. Hermoine looked shocked as Ginny leaned on Draco, her hands intertwined in his, him holding her protectively. So this was the boy she was with last night. She glared at Draco, as did Harry, though neither one said anything. They didn't have a chance to. Ron started in immediately, his face burning with anger, his words dripping with venom.
"MALFOY," he bellowed, shaking the whole of the common room. "What are you doing here? And with my sister? What, is she one of your catches now? One of your whores? And you, GINNY, what the hell are you doing with Malfoy? What is he doing in here? And why are you two out so late? TOGETHER? You're a scarlet woman Ginny, that's what you are. You're turning into nothing but a cheap--"
Ron didn't get a chance to finish his tirade. Draco's eyes had flashed, his anger boiling inside him. Yet even he didn't say anything. Ginny walked up to him, eyes flashing dangerously, face flushed red, and slapped Ron open handed full on the cheek, enough to spin his head around and knock him off balance. She then stared him down, defiantly, yelling "How dare you call me that! Draco did not seduce me, nor am I a "whore" as you seem to think of me. It is none of your business who I love! You do not have to approve!" She kicked him in the gut as hard as she could muster. This had taken much of her remaining strength and she faltered as she tried to walk. Draco quickly ran up to her and caught her as she passed out. He picked her up and carried her over to the girls' stairwell. He turned around, Ginny in his arms, and faced the Trio, Ron hunched over, Harry and Hermoine glaring at him.
"I know you do not approve of me, nor do I expect you to. Ginny and I are indeed in love. Whether you accept this or not is your own decision, but I should think that being her friends you would not put her through this. Believe it or not I used to look up to you three with more jealousy than you could believe. I envied your closeness in friendship. I would have thought you would be able to support your own friends, but I was wrong. If I was Ginny I would be ashamed." With that he turned and carried her up to her room, leaving the three of them speechless and feeling guilty at how they had treated Ginny.
Draco laid her down on her bed, pulling the covers over her. He turned to leave when she stirred again. "Draco," came the hoarse whisper, "could you please stay a while?" Draco sighed, knowing what was in store the next morning when he left, for as tired as he was there was no way he was staying and not sleeping there. He took off his cloak and got into bed next to her. She snuggled up to him and laid her head on his chest, sighing contentedly. "Thank you." He just lay there playing with her hair until he too fell asleep.
Hermoine poked her head in the door and watched this scene unfold. She noticed how much Draco cared for her and how much Ginny wanted him to be there. Sighing, she turned and went back down the stairs. Ron and Harry were there waiting for her.
"Guys, Draco's right," she said. Harry nodded his head as did Ron, a bit stiffer than that. "We should be supportive of her. She really loves him. He's risking his father, his house, our hatred, ridicule from the school. He's risking everything for her right now. He's staying there to make sure she's alright. Whether you two like it or not, I'm talking to Ginny tomorrow and apologizing.