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A/N: Thanks to all of you for being so patient with me!
Piercing the Darkness
Chapter 14 Desperate
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Ginny thought she might throw up. The sick feeling in her stomach seemed to spread throughout her entire body as she stood shaking, Malfoy still gripping the back of her neck. She had to remain focused, and calm herself before she passed out. But she was so terrified. Malfoy could kill her off right here. She couldn't believe how stupid she had been to trust him. To believe that Malfoy really wasn't a bad person. That he really had feelings for her. That he wouldn't allow something like this to happen to her. She was sadly mistaken. It was happening, and he was the one doing it.
Slowly Malfoy let go of her neck. Ginny could almost hear her heart beating in the silence.
"Trust." Ginny said dispiritedly. "I put trust in you Malfoy."
Her words broke through the silence, as Malfoy studied her. The moonlight, coming through the windows on either side of the door cast an odd light on his face.
"Did you really?" he asked, almost tauntingly. "Did you really ever put trust in me-the one who put you through all of this? The one who has always hated your family? The one who pretended that he cared for you?"
His words cut through Ginny like a knife. She had allowed herself to fall for him, and hadn't even noticed until now. 'What a wonderful time for realization.' She thought to herself.
"Yes Malfoy, I did." She answered boldly. "I guess you don't meet many people who put trust in you. It took me a while." Ginny paused for a second. "Maybe the rose won me over."
Malfoy smirked.
"Girls do love flowers don't they?"
Ginny felt a bad headache coming on. Her vision began to blur, and thinking straight became even harder. Maybe that's why she stupidly kicked Malfoy.
He cried out, rubbing his chin, as Ginny dashed up the stairs, frantic to get away.
"Tripilinni!" She heard Draco shout behind her. A second later her feet had slipped out from under her, and she went tumbling backwards on the stairs.
She hit the floor with a sickening thump and moaned.
"Where are you going to go Ginny?" Draco's voice came through as she felt him lift her up.
"It's all over for you now. Well, after you help to serve our lord. Then it will be over." He grinned insanely as he steadied her.
Ginny then saw more figures moving towards them. All of them dressed in black.
"It's over for you too Malfoy." She whispered meekly. "You have chosen the path of death."
"That's enough now." He said through gritted teeth. "Don't make this hard."
"What is it Malfoy? Afraid to hear the truth? Well, you better go ahead and except it, because.."
Her words were cut off as Draco raised a hand to slap her.
"Mr. Malfoy!" a voice cut through the throng of Death Eaters, and Ginny took a small step back as Voldemort approached. "Leave the girl alone." He smirked nastily. "You will have your fun later."
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Harry, Ron, and Hermione all sat in the Great Hall, Harry and Ron still eating dinner, and Hermione working on more homework. It was obvious that she was trying her best to keep Harry and Ron's minds off of Ginny, because she kept calling out facts from her History of Magic notes.
"Did you know that in 1613 the Minister of Magic was a werewolf?" Hermione asked them in a fake lively tone.
"That's very interesting." Ron muttered, not taking his eyes away from his plate. Harry didn't even respond.
Hermione sighed.
"Did the people tie him up when the full moon came about?" a voice behind them asked.
Ron dropped his fork with a clatter, Harry spun around, and Hermione jumped up.
"Professor Lupin!" They all said at once.
"Hello Harry, Ron, Hermione." Professor Lupin greeted them. "Eating a late dinner eh?" he sat down and helped himself to some Shepard's Pie.
"How? Uh, why?" Harry stuttered, trying to make his questions known. "What are you doing here?" He finally got out as Remus chuckled.
"Dumbledore asked me to come." He stared down at Ron. "Told me there was some trouble, and that he might need an old companion here to help out."
"Then you know about Ginny?" Ron asked unhappily.
"Yes, and I want you to know Ron, that everyone out there is searching non- stop for her. She'll be alright."
"I wish I could be out there searching." Ron muttered with a hint of aggravation.
"I'm sure you do, but your mother needs you here now. We don't need to be putting you in danger also." Lupin replied.
"I suppose so." Ron sighed wearily.
"Harry," Hermione cut in. "Tell Professor Lupin about your dream."
"I already know." Remus said. "And I owled Sirius, but he won't be able to get here for a few days. He has to travel in secret you know...no one but us and Dumbledore seem to believe that he's innocent."
Harry felt a little better to hear that Sirius would be coming, although it still worried him to think about the chance of him being caught.
"So Dumbledore's really convinced that Voldemort's involved in all of this?" Harry asked.
Professor Lupin hesitated. "Yes Harry, it's looking that way, what with your dream, and the map.." He trailed off, leaving a feeling of unease at the table.
"Look!" Hermione said, pointing upward. There was an owl flying clumsily around, as though trying to find someone to deliver the letter to that was clutched in his claws. This was odd because owl's normally come in through the Great Hall at breakfast.
Every eye in the room watched the owl as it circled around and around. Finally it flew down to the end of the Gryffindor table, staying as far away from anyone as possible, and dropped the letter there before taking off again. Hermione, who was sitting closest to the end of the table, stood up and slowly walked over to the letter as everyone watched her. She opened it up, and Harry saw her eyes widen in surprise.
She stuffed the letter in her pocket, arranged her face to make it appear that nothing was out of the ordinary and went over to where Harry, Ron, and Remus sat.
"It's from Ginny." She whispered. "Come on, we can't read it in here."
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"Yes, of course my lord." Draco said apologetically. "I am sorry." But he grabbed Ginny again as she attempted to take another step backwards.
"You fool." She spat at him. "Just look at what you've gotten yourself into!"
"Miss Weasley." Voldemort called out her name, and Malfoy pulled her around to face him. "Young Draco hear is no fool. He would have been one had he not come back to me."
Ginny saw Draco give her a..was it a nervous glance? Why would he be nervous? She stared into his eyes, past the evil redness and tried to understand. But she could see nothing. His soul seemed to be empty, waiting for someone to fill it. Maybe that was why he had turned to Voldemort, maybe he had wished for that same power and hate to fill it. Malfoy had sure deceived her. She had not expected this at all.
"No.." Ginny whispered. There was nothing there for her to see in him. She had searched for every kind of emotion, hoping to find some goodness in him, but instead finding emptiness.
Someone was tying Ginny's hands behind her back. She twisted around to see that it was again Draco. The other Death Eaters were talking quietly to Voldemort, going over the plan.
"We've got a long night ahead Ginny." He said as he checked the ropes one more time, and then straightened up. He was in front of her now, much closer than Ginny would have liked. She then realized that he was about to gag her, as he brought a strip of cloth up to her mouth. "And we don't need you to make any noise."
He forced her mouth open, and Ginny sank her teeth into his skin, and he immediately ripped his hand away, causing his skin to rip even more, and blood to start oozing out. He cursed and glared at her.
"What did you do to the Fletchers?" Ginny asked before he had time to try and gag her again.
He sighed sharply, like he was very annoyed with her question.
"They're right there." He said, nodding towards a couple in robes that looked nothing like the Fletchers.
"Uh huh." Ginny said unbelievingly.
"It is them." Draco protested. "Well, it's really the Parkinson's, I don't know what they did to the real Fletchers.
He took the edge of Ginny's dark blue blouse and carefully wiped his bleeding finger with it as Ginny looked on in disgust.
"Don't do that again." He said, pulling Ginny by her blouse even nearer. She took a sharp breath and held it, as Malfoy ran a hand through her hair.
"What a pity." He said again before roughly smashing the gag into her mouth.
But Ginny had seen it. That emotion she had been searching for. The word to describe it was...desperate. Malfoy was desperate for something. And for some reason it seemed to stick with Ginny, as though it were truly important.
A/N: Dum Dum DUM!!!! Okay I guess this is the climax of the story, so I had to put another cliff! Sorry! I'm not even sure if this is the big climax yet! Sorry this chap is so short! Please Review!!!
A/N: Thanks to all of you for being so patient with me!
Piercing the Darkness
Chapter 14 Desperate
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Ginny thought she might throw up. The sick feeling in her stomach seemed to spread throughout her entire body as she stood shaking, Malfoy still gripping the back of her neck. She had to remain focused, and calm herself before she passed out. But she was so terrified. Malfoy could kill her off right here. She couldn't believe how stupid she had been to trust him. To believe that Malfoy really wasn't a bad person. That he really had feelings for her. That he wouldn't allow something like this to happen to her. She was sadly mistaken. It was happening, and he was the one doing it.
Slowly Malfoy let go of her neck. Ginny could almost hear her heart beating in the silence.
"Trust." Ginny said dispiritedly. "I put trust in you Malfoy."
Her words broke through the silence, as Malfoy studied her. The moonlight, coming through the windows on either side of the door cast an odd light on his face.
"Did you really?" he asked, almost tauntingly. "Did you really ever put trust in me-the one who put you through all of this? The one who has always hated your family? The one who pretended that he cared for you?"
His words cut through Ginny like a knife. She had allowed herself to fall for him, and hadn't even noticed until now. 'What a wonderful time for realization.' She thought to herself.
"Yes Malfoy, I did." She answered boldly. "I guess you don't meet many people who put trust in you. It took me a while." Ginny paused for a second. "Maybe the rose won me over."
Malfoy smirked.
"Girls do love flowers don't they?"
Ginny felt a bad headache coming on. Her vision began to blur, and thinking straight became even harder. Maybe that's why she stupidly kicked Malfoy.
He cried out, rubbing his chin, as Ginny dashed up the stairs, frantic to get away.
"Tripilinni!" She heard Draco shout behind her. A second later her feet had slipped out from under her, and she went tumbling backwards on the stairs.
She hit the floor with a sickening thump and moaned.
"Where are you going to go Ginny?" Draco's voice came through as she felt him lift her up.
"It's all over for you now. Well, after you help to serve our lord. Then it will be over." He grinned insanely as he steadied her.
Ginny then saw more figures moving towards them. All of them dressed in black.
"It's over for you too Malfoy." She whispered meekly. "You have chosen the path of death."
"That's enough now." He said through gritted teeth. "Don't make this hard."
"What is it Malfoy? Afraid to hear the truth? Well, you better go ahead and except it, because.."
Her words were cut off as Draco raised a hand to slap her.
"Mr. Malfoy!" a voice cut through the throng of Death Eaters, and Ginny took a small step back as Voldemort approached. "Leave the girl alone." He smirked nastily. "You will have your fun later."
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Harry, Ron, and Hermione all sat in the Great Hall, Harry and Ron still eating dinner, and Hermione working on more homework. It was obvious that she was trying her best to keep Harry and Ron's minds off of Ginny, because she kept calling out facts from her History of Magic notes.
"Did you know that in 1613 the Minister of Magic was a werewolf?" Hermione asked them in a fake lively tone.
"That's very interesting." Ron muttered, not taking his eyes away from his plate. Harry didn't even respond.
Hermione sighed.
"Did the people tie him up when the full moon came about?" a voice behind them asked.
Ron dropped his fork with a clatter, Harry spun around, and Hermione jumped up.
"Professor Lupin!" They all said at once.
"Hello Harry, Ron, Hermione." Professor Lupin greeted them. "Eating a late dinner eh?" he sat down and helped himself to some Shepard's Pie.
"How? Uh, why?" Harry stuttered, trying to make his questions known. "What are you doing here?" He finally got out as Remus chuckled.
"Dumbledore asked me to come." He stared down at Ron. "Told me there was some trouble, and that he might need an old companion here to help out."
"Then you know about Ginny?" Ron asked unhappily.
"Yes, and I want you to know Ron, that everyone out there is searching non- stop for her. She'll be alright."
"I wish I could be out there searching." Ron muttered with a hint of aggravation.
"I'm sure you do, but your mother needs you here now. We don't need to be putting you in danger also." Lupin replied.
"I suppose so." Ron sighed wearily.
"Harry," Hermione cut in. "Tell Professor Lupin about your dream."
"I already know." Remus said. "And I owled Sirius, but he won't be able to get here for a few days. He has to travel in secret you know...no one but us and Dumbledore seem to believe that he's innocent."
Harry felt a little better to hear that Sirius would be coming, although it still worried him to think about the chance of him being caught.
"So Dumbledore's really convinced that Voldemort's involved in all of this?" Harry asked.
Professor Lupin hesitated. "Yes Harry, it's looking that way, what with your dream, and the map.." He trailed off, leaving a feeling of unease at the table.
"Look!" Hermione said, pointing upward. There was an owl flying clumsily around, as though trying to find someone to deliver the letter to that was clutched in his claws. This was odd because owl's normally come in through the Great Hall at breakfast.
Every eye in the room watched the owl as it circled around and around. Finally it flew down to the end of the Gryffindor table, staying as far away from anyone as possible, and dropped the letter there before taking off again. Hermione, who was sitting closest to the end of the table, stood up and slowly walked over to the letter as everyone watched her. She opened it up, and Harry saw her eyes widen in surprise.
She stuffed the letter in her pocket, arranged her face to make it appear that nothing was out of the ordinary and went over to where Harry, Ron, and Remus sat.
"It's from Ginny." She whispered. "Come on, we can't read it in here."
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"Yes, of course my lord." Draco said apologetically. "I am sorry." But he grabbed Ginny again as she attempted to take another step backwards.
"You fool." She spat at him. "Just look at what you've gotten yourself into!"
"Miss Weasley." Voldemort called out her name, and Malfoy pulled her around to face him. "Young Draco hear is no fool. He would have been one had he not come back to me."
Ginny saw Draco give her a..was it a nervous glance? Why would he be nervous? She stared into his eyes, past the evil redness and tried to understand. But she could see nothing. His soul seemed to be empty, waiting for someone to fill it. Maybe that was why he had turned to Voldemort, maybe he had wished for that same power and hate to fill it. Malfoy had sure deceived her. She had not expected this at all.
"No.." Ginny whispered. There was nothing there for her to see in him. She had searched for every kind of emotion, hoping to find some goodness in him, but instead finding emptiness.
Someone was tying Ginny's hands behind her back. She twisted around to see that it was again Draco. The other Death Eaters were talking quietly to Voldemort, going over the plan.
"We've got a long night ahead Ginny." He said as he checked the ropes one more time, and then straightened up. He was in front of her now, much closer than Ginny would have liked. She then realized that he was about to gag her, as he brought a strip of cloth up to her mouth. "And we don't need you to make any noise."
He forced her mouth open, and Ginny sank her teeth into his skin, and he immediately ripped his hand away, causing his skin to rip even more, and blood to start oozing out. He cursed and glared at her.
"What did you do to the Fletchers?" Ginny asked before he had time to try and gag her again.
He sighed sharply, like he was very annoyed with her question.
"They're right there." He said, nodding towards a couple in robes that looked nothing like the Fletchers.
"Uh huh." Ginny said unbelievingly.
"It is them." Draco protested. "Well, it's really the Parkinson's, I don't know what they did to the real Fletchers.
He took the edge of Ginny's dark blue blouse and carefully wiped his bleeding finger with it as Ginny looked on in disgust.
"Don't do that again." He said, pulling Ginny by her blouse even nearer. She took a sharp breath and held it, as Malfoy ran a hand through her hair.
"What a pity." He said again before roughly smashing the gag into her mouth.
But Ginny had seen it. That emotion she had been searching for. The word to describe it was...desperate. Malfoy was desperate for something. And for some reason it seemed to stick with Ginny, as though it were truly important.
A/N: Dum Dum DUM!!!! Okay I guess this is the climax of the story, so I had to put another cliff! Sorry! I'm not even sure if this is the big climax yet! Sorry this chap is so short! Please Review!!!