Hello, this is another chapter.
I just wanted to explain something here. A few reviewers asked me about the whole "Malfoy Land where I am king" thing, asking why he said this because Ginny was a Malfoy as well. This is a joke that was started in the first story, Stir Crazy, where Draco was trying to annoy Ginny by talking and ranting, and Ginny told him to stick to one side of the room, to which Draco then went into a whole rant about that side of the room being "Malfoy land, Malfoy land where he was king, all hail king Malfoy"
So I hope that clears it up. Any more questions, I will be happy to answer.
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The silence was making Ginny's ears hurt. Silence had never been so loud, never been so heavy and foreboding. Never before had she had so much to say and such an intense desire not to say anything.
So many subjects of conversation were buzzing through her head, but she knew none of them would do any good. It was not like she could just turn to Draco and say "Hey, great weather we have been having" That just would not cut it.
She couldn't talk small talk with him. Ginny couldn't just pretend that she was speaking to a distant friend. Too much had happened between them. Marriage, births and now divorce. Too much was between them to just forget it all and have a civilized conversation.
Ginny could not remember when a civilized conversation had actually taken place between the two of them. It had been months, maybe even years since that had been able to sit and talk about something.
Now that she did think about it, it had been years since they had had a normal, love filled conversation, filled with understanding. It had been years since they had spoken with out hatred and sarcasm.
She wanted to say some thing to him. She knew she had told him that she didn't want to talk to him while they were in there together, but she needed to say something, anything to stop her thoughts from disabling her and reducing her to a whimpering crying mass of bones and skin.
Ginny could not and would not give him the satisfaction of crying in front of him any more. She had done too much crying over the last few years. She could not let him see her in pain any more.
Ginny's mouth opened, but there were no words there to be spoken. She just looked across the room at the man who was soon to be her ex husband and sighed. She didn't want it to be over, no matter how much it hurt her.
He had taken off his tie and untucked his shirt, messed up his hair and kicked off his shoes, and he was lying across the floor, his hands behind his head as he stared at the ceiling of the closet. He looked as though he was about to fall asleep, and Ginny thought that maybe it was a good idea. If she was in a confining dress and a very uncomfortable room, other wise she would have fallen asleep as well.
"Do you remember the first time we were in here?" Draco's voice floated across the room. Ginny looked across at him. He was awake, but still staring at the ceiling as though it held all the secrets of the world.
"I think I do" She replied softly.
"We had just had that crazy detention. I had been caught fantasizing in class and I heard you blew up Snape's dungeon, and then we had a detention together" Draco went on, his voice was soft and gentle as he reminisced. "We didn't talk all night while we were cleaning the third floor closet, and then when we came to return the items, Peeves was in here, and he locked us in, thinking it would be funny"
Ginny nodded, she remembered that day well, there were times when she would just sit and think about that day and they events that took place while they were in the closet for the first time.
"Do you remember how much you hated me back then?" Draco asked, and watched as Ginny nodded. "Well, I was just wondering .... do you hate me more than that now?"
Ginny looked at him, his gaze still locked with the ceiling. He was yet to look at her. But Ginny sighed and looked at him. She didn't know how to answer the question.
Did she hate Draco? She didn't think that she did. She didn't think that she could hate Draco. There was too much past love and happiness between them. Ginny couldn't hate Draco, because she knew that she was still loved him (loved him, but wasn't in love with him, or at least she didn't think she was)
"I don't hate you Draco" She replied "I can't hate you"
"Well, I can't hate you either.....I just thought you would like to know" Draco replied, and finally he turned to look at her. "With all there is between us, there is no room for hate"
Ginny nodded. Draco rolled over onto his stomach and rested his head on his hands. It was going to be a long few days in here if they didn't talk to one another, he knew that, but he also knew that it was going to be a long few days if they spent all of their time fighting and ripping each other apart.
He longed to just talk to her. To talk to her about something small and silly, the way they did in the good old days. When they first started dating, they had become addicted to the sounds of each others voices. They used to sit around, Draco listening intently as Ginny just talked about anything, and then Draco would do the same.
He had memorized the sound of her voice, the way that it changed when she was tired, when she was in pain, when she was over taken by lust. He had spent hours learning the way she twisted her lips to make different sounds, noting every little detail about her when she was happy or sad. Draco remembered spending endless hours, begging her to talk to her in French, which she had spoken fluently since almost birth. He just liked to hear her talk.
And it pained him that over the last few years, she had only used her voice in anger when it came to him. Ginny spoke differently to him that what they used to. He just wished that she would speak to him like she used to.
"Do you remember what we spoke about in here?" Ginny asked, she was keeping her voice low, just like he had.
"I remember some things, not everything though" He admitted, looking across the room at her. "We talked about love a lot " Draco paused, not knowing if he should go on. "And I seem to remember that we played truth or dare"
"Except with no dares" Ginny replied, smiling at him. The smile had surprised her, it seemed so natural to smile at him, she just hoped that it looked natural and genuine. It had been the first time in a long time that she had felt like smiling while being near him.
"I remember I was scared of what you were going to ask me. I was scared if what I would reveal to you" Draco replied. Ginny nodded. "I didn't know if you wanted to know the truth about the real me."
"I didn't want to tell you anything about me either." Ginny admitted "But I decided to be honest, because you were being honest with me."
"I was going to lie, but I realized that I didn't want to be false with you" Draco told her. Ginny smiled.
"Thank you for being honest"
"Would you have expected it to turn out this way?" He asked, and then held his breath. He didn't know if he had just thrown around the potential to start another fight with her. Ginny just sighed.
"Truthfully, I didn't even think I would be married to you" Ginny replied. "You remember me back then, I was obsessed with Harry"
"Yeah, I don't think obsessed was a strong enough word" Draco muttered, but Ginny heard him. She didn't explode at him like was expected, she actually laughed.
"And you were nice enough not to call me pathetic" Ginny replied "At least not to my face"
Draco smiled at her. It felt comforting that neither of them had said anything hurtfully. It was almost like they had forgotten who they were and where they were. They seemed to just be throwing memories around, remembering better times that had past.
"Do you remember any of the Truth or dare questions we asked each other?" Ginny asked.
"I seem to remember getting a little to much information about a man that is now known as Doctor Neville Longbottom ..... You never did tell me how face you two went together" Draco smirked, he looked across to see his wife blushing.
"I seem to remember you knot wanting to know" Ginny replied. Draco shrugged.
"And I seem to remember you being surprised when I revealed to you that I was a virgin" He replied. Ginny couldn't help but laugh as she remembered sitting, dumbfounded and staring at the school slut who had just admitted he wasn't really a slut.
"You told me you had more self respect than to do that to yourself, and I think that is when I gained respect for you" Ginny told him.
"I gained respect for you to, I realized that you were a very strong willed person, and I wanted to get to know you better, I think that was why I started to fall in love with you" Draco told her. His voice sounded painful and forced.
"I ... I.....I fell for you in here to" Ginny admitted. "It was all in that kiss you gave me"
"That kiss, it was amazing, wasn't it" He nodded. Ginny smiled. That would have to have been one of his favorite memories of his relationship thus far.
There was a comfortable silence between the two of them as they both remembered the kisses, and a few other things they had shared in this closet. When Ginny sighed happily, Draco rolled on his side to look at her.
"Ginny, lets do it again" Draco said, Ginny looked at him like he had gone crazy.
"What? Kiss?" Ginny asked. Draco laughed.
"No, lets play truth or dare" Draco told her. Ginny took a few seconds to think about it. And then smiled.
"Ok."
I just wanted to explain something here. A few reviewers asked me about the whole "Malfoy Land where I am king" thing, asking why he said this because Ginny was a Malfoy as well. This is a joke that was started in the first story, Stir Crazy, where Draco was trying to annoy Ginny by talking and ranting, and Ginny told him to stick to one side of the room, to which Draco then went into a whole rant about that side of the room being "Malfoy land, Malfoy land where he was king, all hail king Malfoy"
So I hope that clears it up. Any more questions, I will be happy to answer.
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The silence was making Ginny's ears hurt. Silence had never been so loud, never been so heavy and foreboding. Never before had she had so much to say and such an intense desire not to say anything.
So many subjects of conversation were buzzing through her head, but she knew none of them would do any good. It was not like she could just turn to Draco and say "Hey, great weather we have been having" That just would not cut it.
She couldn't talk small talk with him. Ginny couldn't just pretend that she was speaking to a distant friend. Too much had happened between them. Marriage, births and now divorce. Too much was between them to just forget it all and have a civilized conversation.
Ginny could not remember when a civilized conversation had actually taken place between the two of them. It had been months, maybe even years since that had been able to sit and talk about something.
Now that she did think about it, it had been years since they had had a normal, love filled conversation, filled with understanding. It had been years since they had spoken with out hatred and sarcasm.
She wanted to say some thing to him. She knew she had told him that she didn't want to talk to him while they were in there together, but she needed to say something, anything to stop her thoughts from disabling her and reducing her to a whimpering crying mass of bones and skin.
Ginny could not and would not give him the satisfaction of crying in front of him any more. She had done too much crying over the last few years. She could not let him see her in pain any more.
Ginny's mouth opened, but there were no words there to be spoken. She just looked across the room at the man who was soon to be her ex husband and sighed. She didn't want it to be over, no matter how much it hurt her.
He had taken off his tie and untucked his shirt, messed up his hair and kicked off his shoes, and he was lying across the floor, his hands behind his head as he stared at the ceiling of the closet. He looked as though he was about to fall asleep, and Ginny thought that maybe it was a good idea. If she was in a confining dress and a very uncomfortable room, other wise she would have fallen asleep as well.
"Do you remember the first time we were in here?" Draco's voice floated across the room. Ginny looked across at him. He was awake, but still staring at the ceiling as though it held all the secrets of the world.
"I think I do" She replied softly.
"We had just had that crazy detention. I had been caught fantasizing in class and I heard you blew up Snape's dungeon, and then we had a detention together" Draco went on, his voice was soft and gentle as he reminisced. "We didn't talk all night while we were cleaning the third floor closet, and then when we came to return the items, Peeves was in here, and he locked us in, thinking it would be funny"
Ginny nodded, she remembered that day well, there were times when she would just sit and think about that day and they events that took place while they were in the closet for the first time.
"Do you remember how much you hated me back then?" Draco asked, and watched as Ginny nodded. "Well, I was just wondering .... do you hate me more than that now?"
Ginny looked at him, his gaze still locked with the ceiling. He was yet to look at her. But Ginny sighed and looked at him. She didn't know how to answer the question.
Did she hate Draco? She didn't think that she did. She didn't think that she could hate Draco. There was too much past love and happiness between them. Ginny couldn't hate Draco, because she knew that she was still loved him (loved him, but wasn't in love with him, or at least she didn't think she was)
"I don't hate you Draco" She replied "I can't hate you"
"Well, I can't hate you either.....I just thought you would like to know" Draco replied, and finally he turned to look at her. "With all there is between us, there is no room for hate"
Ginny nodded. Draco rolled over onto his stomach and rested his head on his hands. It was going to be a long few days in here if they didn't talk to one another, he knew that, but he also knew that it was going to be a long few days if they spent all of their time fighting and ripping each other apart.
He longed to just talk to her. To talk to her about something small and silly, the way they did in the good old days. When they first started dating, they had become addicted to the sounds of each others voices. They used to sit around, Draco listening intently as Ginny just talked about anything, and then Draco would do the same.
He had memorized the sound of her voice, the way that it changed when she was tired, when she was in pain, when she was over taken by lust. He had spent hours learning the way she twisted her lips to make different sounds, noting every little detail about her when she was happy or sad. Draco remembered spending endless hours, begging her to talk to her in French, which she had spoken fluently since almost birth. He just liked to hear her talk.
And it pained him that over the last few years, she had only used her voice in anger when it came to him. Ginny spoke differently to him that what they used to. He just wished that she would speak to him like she used to.
"Do you remember what we spoke about in here?" Ginny asked, she was keeping her voice low, just like he had.
"I remember some things, not everything though" He admitted, looking across the room at her. "We talked about love a lot " Draco paused, not knowing if he should go on. "And I seem to remember that we played truth or dare"
"Except with no dares" Ginny replied, smiling at him. The smile had surprised her, it seemed so natural to smile at him, she just hoped that it looked natural and genuine. It had been the first time in a long time that she had felt like smiling while being near him.
"I remember I was scared of what you were going to ask me. I was scared if what I would reveal to you" Draco replied. Ginny nodded. "I didn't know if you wanted to know the truth about the real me."
"I didn't want to tell you anything about me either." Ginny admitted "But I decided to be honest, because you were being honest with me."
"I was going to lie, but I realized that I didn't want to be false with you" Draco told her. Ginny smiled.
"Thank you for being honest"
"Would you have expected it to turn out this way?" He asked, and then held his breath. He didn't know if he had just thrown around the potential to start another fight with her. Ginny just sighed.
"Truthfully, I didn't even think I would be married to you" Ginny replied. "You remember me back then, I was obsessed with Harry"
"Yeah, I don't think obsessed was a strong enough word" Draco muttered, but Ginny heard him. She didn't explode at him like was expected, she actually laughed.
"And you were nice enough not to call me pathetic" Ginny replied "At least not to my face"
Draco smiled at her. It felt comforting that neither of them had said anything hurtfully. It was almost like they had forgotten who they were and where they were. They seemed to just be throwing memories around, remembering better times that had past.
"Do you remember any of the Truth or dare questions we asked each other?" Ginny asked.
"I seem to remember getting a little to much information about a man that is now known as Doctor Neville Longbottom ..... You never did tell me how face you two went together" Draco smirked, he looked across to see his wife blushing.
"I seem to remember you knot wanting to know" Ginny replied. Draco shrugged.
"And I seem to remember you being surprised when I revealed to you that I was a virgin" He replied. Ginny couldn't help but laugh as she remembered sitting, dumbfounded and staring at the school slut who had just admitted he wasn't really a slut.
"You told me you had more self respect than to do that to yourself, and I think that is when I gained respect for you" Ginny told him.
"I gained respect for you to, I realized that you were a very strong willed person, and I wanted to get to know you better, I think that was why I started to fall in love with you" Draco told her. His voice sounded painful and forced.
"I ... I.....I fell for you in here to" Ginny admitted. "It was all in that kiss you gave me"
"That kiss, it was amazing, wasn't it" He nodded. Ginny smiled. That would have to have been one of his favorite memories of his relationship thus far.
There was a comfortable silence between the two of them as they both remembered the kisses, and a few other things they had shared in this closet. When Ginny sighed happily, Draco rolled on his side to look at her.
"Ginny, lets do it again" Draco said, Ginny looked at him like he had gone crazy.
"What? Kiss?" Ginny asked. Draco laughed.
"No, lets play truth or dare" Draco told her. Ginny took a few seconds to think about it. And then smiled.
"Ok."