Love.The Forgetful Kind
Chapter one- unsuspected beginnings
Over the years, Ginny stood her ground. Stood up to Harry.told her what he is, and what a big git he is for not loving a girl as spectacular as herself.hard to believe it.he it but he understood that. He loved her truly. Loved that passion in her heart. Loved.her?
Tears I shed
Tear I fear Tears I drown in my sleep Tears I wish they did not exist Tears they stain Tears they show Tears they have shown
-Ms. Darkblood Darkblood Inc.
Following days of her vacation she sighed to think of what life has done to her, made her fall in love with the male of her dreams.then her mind snapped to what it had done. The mind created a sick twisted, demented force that made her think that she.Ginny Weasley would trust in "Him". Him as in the one who made her love him and hate him next. She loved him because she relied on Him so much the friend became the love. And her love had not been returned.not in the way she planned to be. Instead she was tortured in a tormenting chamber where she was the roommate of his pet. That was then.this is now. Sick loath and disgust she feels.plainly that.
As she finished her thoughts, hurrying up her mind flicked toward the list of school supplies she had to get before school would start again.and when she could spend more time with her dearest Harry.
~*~
The next day, Ginny went to Diagon Alley for the many supplies she had to purchase.
Virginia checked off the following things: eye of newts, 'The world of Magic today', and ignition feathers. "Stupid School, why do I even bother? Even I don't deserve this!" she shouted at herself. "Oh yes you do", Said a voice. "Who's there?" she whispered.
There was no reply. Ginny's hair swayed gently against the wind as she answered the call. Destiny called for her but. "MALFOY!" ballistic was the tone of her voice. "The one and only. Too bad poor little Weasel." he said coolly.
"What do you mean 'poor little Weasel'? You---you--" "You-you, what? Huh? Cry to your big brothers? Or are you going to take me on yourself" he teased. "Maybe I will, you big fu--." she stopped because Draco started moving toward her. Draco ran a finger in her hair. "Hmm. Why don't you try now perhaps I'm in the mood.. for you little girl. Besides what're you going to do? But I know something you will do" he said wanting Ginny as he tried to get her spirits as high as his. Draco put his hands on her waist. "WHAT ARE YOU DOING?" a shadow stepped into light? Ron put his hands on his waist triumphal to put a stopper to this madness. "WHAT THE BLOODY HELL ARE YOU TRYING TO DO MALFOY?" his voice rose to his normal level, such as when he caught something simply outrageous.like this situation.
As he let Ginny out of his reach watching her run to the shelter of her older brother he let out a sigh. "Don't get your panties in a twist Weasel. It wasn't as if I was going to molest her. Well.white lie through that I guess. it is more like getting her back to my place" without reason he gave the full frontal truth. And all without any appearance of being excited or shocked. But indeed Ron was. "You fucking wanker! You dare lay a hand on my sister and I'll leave you a bloody snot for all I care. DO realize she's taken. Better yet Harry would do the favor of decapitating you from that big head of yours" a scoff and off he went. Ginny followed him cowering in the shadows. She turned around to grasp the sight of the blond haired male.. he was nowhere to be seen.
~*~
"Perhaps if he was given a second chance master it would come to a success" the platinum haired man on his knees begged. "It was only his first chance and he's only a rookie.please master don't---" he crawled on the floor getting away from the excruciating pain he felt from the wrath of his master.
"No.perhaps he should not be given any chance at all. Perhaps both of you should be taken care of.permanently?" a slick figure moved along the walls. His smirk had a quirky resemblance to Draco's only a tad eviler. "I. Don't. Believe.that is necessary. By all means, I would blame the girl. She is the one who ruined the---" he was silenced as a hand wrapped itself around his neck practically squeezing the life out of him. "I wouldn't blame that pretty red head if I were you. she is not part of the plan.. She IS the plan." Slowly he let go of his neck.slowly. As if he was waiting for another 'displeasing' retort from his employee.
"Father." he said. His head against the wall desperately trying to catch a word or two, father he hated but, father he was raised by.
The room where Lucius was placed with his master and the room, which Draco was placed, (both next to one another) grew silent. All of a sudden a hand plunged into the wall and into the neighboring room.
His legs barely touched the ground as he flailed around as if he could do something to escape from Tom Riddles clutches. "So.you've been ease-dropping boy? Did you find it amusing, as your old man was tortured? If so then it would be most enjoyable for me to see you tortured as well.hmm?" he propped Lucius's son down to the ground seeing him dust himself off.
"Let us see some improvement in the near future shall we?" his wand made a swift movement and simply.Tom Riddle was gone.
"Don't worry we shall." Lucius eyes his boy. The eye that meant he was in trouble.
~*~
"GET UP BOY! GET YOUR LOUSY ARSE UP AND TAKE YOUR PUNISHMENT LIKE A MAN. HOW ARE YOU GOING TO BE A DEATHEATER IF YOU CAN'T TAKE IT? WELL? I'M WAITING!" Lucius had his wand up in the air ready to spit out another unprovoked attack. Already, his son laid there.not moving. He was laying on his sides baring the sign that he was not giving up on his task of getting up. Lucius kicked his son in his ribs seeing either he was dead or lying there like a little girl would. The pain gave him anger and his anger led to strength. "Yes sir" his words came out in a slur. Draco stood there wobbling back and forth, and taking stance. Lucius once again kicked him down to the ground as if he was one of the elves. And more it came. One blow after another. Soon bruises formed, scars and cuts. Lucius felt the punishment was more than enough to teach many lessons.
Another night he went to sleep. His arms weak, his head limp. His body.bruised, destroyed, scarred. He went to sleep telling himself.he was a Malfoy no matter if he changed his name or ran away from home.and Malfoy's.they don't cry. And still tears quietly seeped out from his forced down eyelids. They rolled down his cheek and stained his pillow. So many nights he went through this pain.but still.he was a Malfoy.
~*~
(Related to Harry Potter but created without Harry Potter characters) School will be tomorrow. And tomorrow leads to unsuspecting task. To the unsuspecting task the world will change cause the love of another, and the hatred of another? Who is to blame? Pipes will connect and one by one all will add up.sum up.
* Author's note: I rewrote this cause I thought my first copy was immature for my age. Much too immature. I think this version is much more angst-y than the first. 4 pages with Tahoma font. Not much but a start. I promise I'll try to write more than 4 pages in the near future. But for now review my people!! *
ravenclaw_embers@yahoo.com
Chapter one- unsuspected beginnings
Over the years, Ginny stood her ground. Stood up to Harry.told her what he is, and what a big git he is for not loving a girl as spectacular as herself.hard to believe it.he it but he understood that. He loved her truly. Loved that passion in her heart. Loved.her?
Tears I shed
Tear I fear Tears I drown in my sleep Tears I wish they did not exist Tears they stain Tears they show Tears they have shown
-Ms. Darkblood Darkblood Inc.
Following days of her vacation she sighed to think of what life has done to her, made her fall in love with the male of her dreams.then her mind snapped to what it had done. The mind created a sick twisted, demented force that made her think that she.Ginny Weasley would trust in "Him". Him as in the one who made her love him and hate him next. She loved him because she relied on Him so much the friend became the love. And her love had not been returned.not in the way she planned to be. Instead she was tortured in a tormenting chamber where she was the roommate of his pet. That was then.this is now. Sick loath and disgust she feels.plainly that.
As she finished her thoughts, hurrying up her mind flicked toward the list of school supplies she had to get before school would start again.and when she could spend more time with her dearest Harry.
~*~
The next day, Ginny went to Diagon Alley for the many supplies she had to purchase.
Virginia checked off the following things: eye of newts, 'The world of Magic today', and ignition feathers. "Stupid School, why do I even bother? Even I don't deserve this!" she shouted at herself. "Oh yes you do", Said a voice. "Who's there?" she whispered.
There was no reply. Ginny's hair swayed gently against the wind as she answered the call. Destiny called for her but. "MALFOY!" ballistic was the tone of her voice. "The one and only. Too bad poor little Weasel." he said coolly.
"What do you mean 'poor little Weasel'? You---you--" "You-you, what? Huh? Cry to your big brothers? Or are you going to take me on yourself" he teased. "Maybe I will, you big fu--." she stopped because Draco started moving toward her. Draco ran a finger in her hair. "Hmm. Why don't you try now perhaps I'm in the mood.. for you little girl. Besides what're you going to do? But I know something you will do" he said wanting Ginny as he tried to get her spirits as high as his. Draco put his hands on her waist. "WHAT ARE YOU DOING?" a shadow stepped into light? Ron put his hands on his waist triumphal to put a stopper to this madness. "WHAT THE BLOODY HELL ARE YOU TRYING TO DO MALFOY?" his voice rose to his normal level, such as when he caught something simply outrageous.like this situation.
As he let Ginny out of his reach watching her run to the shelter of her older brother he let out a sigh. "Don't get your panties in a twist Weasel. It wasn't as if I was going to molest her. Well.white lie through that I guess. it is more like getting her back to my place" without reason he gave the full frontal truth. And all without any appearance of being excited or shocked. But indeed Ron was. "You fucking wanker! You dare lay a hand on my sister and I'll leave you a bloody snot for all I care. DO realize she's taken. Better yet Harry would do the favor of decapitating you from that big head of yours" a scoff and off he went. Ginny followed him cowering in the shadows. She turned around to grasp the sight of the blond haired male.. he was nowhere to be seen.
~*~
"Perhaps if he was given a second chance master it would come to a success" the platinum haired man on his knees begged. "It was only his first chance and he's only a rookie.please master don't---" he crawled on the floor getting away from the excruciating pain he felt from the wrath of his master.
"No.perhaps he should not be given any chance at all. Perhaps both of you should be taken care of.permanently?" a slick figure moved along the walls. His smirk had a quirky resemblance to Draco's only a tad eviler. "I. Don't. Believe.that is necessary. By all means, I would blame the girl. She is the one who ruined the---" he was silenced as a hand wrapped itself around his neck practically squeezing the life out of him. "I wouldn't blame that pretty red head if I were you. she is not part of the plan.. She IS the plan." Slowly he let go of his neck.slowly. As if he was waiting for another 'displeasing' retort from his employee.
"Father." he said. His head against the wall desperately trying to catch a word or two, father he hated but, father he was raised by.
The room where Lucius was placed with his master and the room, which Draco was placed, (both next to one another) grew silent. All of a sudden a hand plunged into the wall and into the neighboring room.
His legs barely touched the ground as he flailed around as if he could do something to escape from Tom Riddles clutches. "So.you've been ease-dropping boy? Did you find it amusing, as your old man was tortured? If so then it would be most enjoyable for me to see you tortured as well.hmm?" he propped Lucius's son down to the ground seeing him dust himself off.
"Let us see some improvement in the near future shall we?" his wand made a swift movement and simply.Tom Riddle was gone.
"Don't worry we shall." Lucius eyes his boy. The eye that meant he was in trouble.
~*~
"GET UP BOY! GET YOUR LOUSY ARSE UP AND TAKE YOUR PUNISHMENT LIKE A MAN. HOW ARE YOU GOING TO BE A DEATHEATER IF YOU CAN'T TAKE IT? WELL? I'M WAITING!" Lucius had his wand up in the air ready to spit out another unprovoked attack. Already, his son laid there.not moving. He was laying on his sides baring the sign that he was not giving up on his task of getting up. Lucius kicked his son in his ribs seeing either he was dead or lying there like a little girl would. The pain gave him anger and his anger led to strength. "Yes sir" his words came out in a slur. Draco stood there wobbling back and forth, and taking stance. Lucius once again kicked him down to the ground as if he was one of the elves. And more it came. One blow after another. Soon bruises formed, scars and cuts. Lucius felt the punishment was more than enough to teach many lessons.
Another night he went to sleep. His arms weak, his head limp. His body.bruised, destroyed, scarred. He went to sleep telling himself.he was a Malfoy no matter if he changed his name or ran away from home.and Malfoy's.they don't cry. And still tears quietly seeped out from his forced down eyelids. They rolled down his cheek and stained his pillow. So many nights he went through this pain.but still.he was a Malfoy.
~*~
(Related to Harry Potter but created without Harry Potter characters) School will be tomorrow. And tomorrow leads to unsuspecting task. To the unsuspecting task the world will change cause the love of another, and the hatred of another? Who is to blame? Pipes will connect and one by one all will add up.sum up.
* Author's note: I rewrote this cause I thought my first copy was immature for my age. Much too immature. I think this version is much more angst-y than the first. 4 pages with Tahoma font. Not much but a start. I promise I'll try to write more than 4 pages in the near future. But for now review my people!! *
ravenclaw_embers@yahoo.com