Ginny awoke. Or at least she thought she had, but the darkness was just as
dense with her eyes open as shut. She blinked a couple of times and slowly
her eyes adjusted to the light, or lack of. A sudden urge rub her sore head
washed over her as she struggled to remember the previous nights events.
Problem was her arms were tied behind her back and there was no one there
she could ask to rub it either. Or at least, not as far as she could see,
which wasn't very far at all. A rectangle of light appeared some distance
away, and a figure came through it. "Hello Virginia." The mere sound of it
sent shivers down her spine. She groaned in pain as another wave of pain
throbbed through her head. "Suffering from a hangover, I see." The voice
said with amusement and she could practically feel the smirk. "Now you are
going to follow me." He grabbed her arm and dragged her from the floor
towards the rectangle of light. It seemed that it was a doorway.
Ginny put up as much resistance as possible not wanting to obey her captor's rules, so in the end the tall man just picked her up and took her outside himself. She blinked as they left the room and the man continued to take her down what looked like a long corridor. Jeez, her head hurt, and Ginny silently promised herself she would never drink again. Ever. He stopped outside a door and opened it, pushing her inside.
It was a large room, with expensive and old fashioned furnishings. A four poster bed sat in the centre, and portraits hung on the walls, which were painted a deep red. He pushed her onto the edge of the bed, and stood in front of her, grinning wickedly. Her wrists hurt from the tight cuffs, but she didn't think she was about to be freed. The man walked across the room to a drinks cabinet and mixed some liquids together before bringing the odd drink to where Ginny sat. "Drink." He said flatly, holding the cup to her lips. She eyed it suspiciously, keeping her mouth clamped tightly shut. "Drink." He repeated, more firmly this time. He sighed exasperatedly, "It's for your hang over. I won't ask again. Now drink." Ginny didn't think it sounded much like asking to her anyway, but she still refused. Now his deep, blue/grey eyes flared up. He slapped her hard on the face with the back of his hand. Ginny's eyes watered with the sting from the blow her lips remained shut. "I am not trying to poison you, girl! Drink it or you'll be back in that cell." Ginny shuddered at the memory of the cold, damp cell but she still didn't trust this man and she sure as hell wasn't going to drink the odd concoction he held in front of her. The man then held her nose tightly, waiting patiently for her to run out of air. After an amazing amount of time, Ginny gasped for air and quick as a flash the potion was poured down her throat. Eugh. It tasted disgusting. But sure enough her head began to clear.
"Quite a fiery character, aren't you? I can see what Draco saw in you." Ginny's head snapped up at this. "What do you mean?" "I have taken you as bait for Draco. He will come, I don't doubt that. Sooner rather than later though. Mind you, you and me can have some fun whilst we wait, can't we?" He grinned maliciously and Ginny very much doubted that his idea of fun was the same as hers. "Draco won't come for me, and then you'll be screwed. Why the hell do you want him anyway?" "Oh, I think he will. Didn't Draco tell his little girlfriend his story? How he betrayed us? Well he did. And now my master has allowed me to dispose of him how I may please. He is too kind.anyway, I am going to lure him here with you and all you can do is sit here and hope I don't kill you both!" He laughed at his own genius. Girlfriend? Ginny thought, I am most certainly not his girlfriend! And she was about to tell him so, when she thought better of it. What good would it do? He wouldn't believe her, and if he did he would merely kill her and get Draco anyway. She was bloody doomed. Suddenly her kidnapper smiled cruelly. He stood up, looking Ginny from head to toe and grinning in a manor that made Ginny feel sick. "So, Virginia. How do you like Malfoy Manor?"
Draco grabbed his spare key off the washboard next to the sink and rushed out of the flat, not bothering to lock the door behind him. "Not like Ginny's got any decent stuff to steal, anyway." He muttered as he ran down the hall and out into the open air. He ran quickly down the street into a dark alleyway, ignoring an old man asleep in the corner with an empty bottle of extremely cheap beer, and also ignoring the horrible stench of wee. Eugh. He pulled out his wand and muttered quickly, "Accio broom." He hated to pull a Potter trick, but he was desperate, and wasn't about to try and figure out how to use those damn muggle transport contraptions.
His broom flew into his hand and he cast a simple spell to conjure up a bubble to hide everything within it (namely himself and the broom), and took off into the warm, late morning sky. God, he hated the sun. His friends had gone through a period of calling him Dracula, but he soon, er, IconvincedI/ them to stop. After about 2-3 hours of flying through the crisp air, a large and sinister building loomed up on the horizon. A building he had hoped he would never have to lay eyes on again. Malfoy Manor.
Ginny lay on the bed, her ankles and wrists bound, waiting for her inevitable death. She knew, even if Lucius didn't, that Draco would not come and when Mr Malfoy Senior realised this she would be metaphorical toast. As she attempted to rest her ears were filled with the sound of screams coming from a couple of floors below. Would that be her? Were they going to carry out various terrible tortures that would make your head tingle just thinking about them? Would she come out with no eyes and her ears attached to her big toe? Would she come out at all? Just as she was beginning to drift into the land of nod, the door opened and a man, dressed in traditional Butler clothes, marched purposefully across the room, threw Ginny over his shoulder and marched out. But Ginny had seen the look of regret and dread in his eyes and she knew that whatever was coming, it wasn't gonna be fun. Oh crap.
A/N: hi again people! If you've read this far then you can go down a bit and REVIEW!!! Thanks again to everyone who reviews, I love you to pieces!!! Sorry about the short chapter.I've been kind of preoccupied with reading Adela H's fic The Snakes (please update twice a day!!!). If any of you guys have any suggestions about the fic or what you want to happen then either leave them in the review bit or email them to me! Oh, and I also need a Beta Reader.I think my writing is getting dodgier by the day.so if you're up for it then email me!!! Luv you all LOADS! Luv hells xXx (
Ginny put up as much resistance as possible not wanting to obey her captor's rules, so in the end the tall man just picked her up and took her outside himself. She blinked as they left the room and the man continued to take her down what looked like a long corridor. Jeez, her head hurt, and Ginny silently promised herself she would never drink again. Ever. He stopped outside a door and opened it, pushing her inside.
It was a large room, with expensive and old fashioned furnishings. A four poster bed sat in the centre, and portraits hung on the walls, which were painted a deep red. He pushed her onto the edge of the bed, and stood in front of her, grinning wickedly. Her wrists hurt from the tight cuffs, but she didn't think she was about to be freed. The man walked across the room to a drinks cabinet and mixed some liquids together before bringing the odd drink to where Ginny sat. "Drink." He said flatly, holding the cup to her lips. She eyed it suspiciously, keeping her mouth clamped tightly shut. "Drink." He repeated, more firmly this time. He sighed exasperatedly, "It's for your hang over. I won't ask again. Now drink." Ginny didn't think it sounded much like asking to her anyway, but she still refused. Now his deep, blue/grey eyes flared up. He slapped her hard on the face with the back of his hand. Ginny's eyes watered with the sting from the blow her lips remained shut. "I am not trying to poison you, girl! Drink it or you'll be back in that cell." Ginny shuddered at the memory of the cold, damp cell but she still didn't trust this man and she sure as hell wasn't going to drink the odd concoction he held in front of her. The man then held her nose tightly, waiting patiently for her to run out of air. After an amazing amount of time, Ginny gasped for air and quick as a flash the potion was poured down her throat. Eugh. It tasted disgusting. But sure enough her head began to clear.
"Quite a fiery character, aren't you? I can see what Draco saw in you." Ginny's head snapped up at this. "What do you mean?" "I have taken you as bait for Draco. He will come, I don't doubt that. Sooner rather than later though. Mind you, you and me can have some fun whilst we wait, can't we?" He grinned maliciously and Ginny very much doubted that his idea of fun was the same as hers. "Draco won't come for me, and then you'll be screwed. Why the hell do you want him anyway?" "Oh, I think he will. Didn't Draco tell his little girlfriend his story? How he betrayed us? Well he did. And now my master has allowed me to dispose of him how I may please. He is too kind.anyway, I am going to lure him here with you and all you can do is sit here and hope I don't kill you both!" He laughed at his own genius. Girlfriend? Ginny thought, I am most certainly not his girlfriend! And she was about to tell him so, when she thought better of it. What good would it do? He wouldn't believe her, and if he did he would merely kill her and get Draco anyway. She was bloody doomed. Suddenly her kidnapper smiled cruelly. He stood up, looking Ginny from head to toe and grinning in a manor that made Ginny feel sick. "So, Virginia. How do you like Malfoy Manor?"
Draco grabbed his spare key off the washboard next to the sink and rushed out of the flat, not bothering to lock the door behind him. "Not like Ginny's got any decent stuff to steal, anyway." He muttered as he ran down the hall and out into the open air. He ran quickly down the street into a dark alleyway, ignoring an old man asleep in the corner with an empty bottle of extremely cheap beer, and also ignoring the horrible stench of wee. Eugh. He pulled out his wand and muttered quickly, "Accio broom." He hated to pull a Potter trick, but he was desperate, and wasn't about to try and figure out how to use those damn muggle transport contraptions.
His broom flew into his hand and he cast a simple spell to conjure up a bubble to hide everything within it (namely himself and the broom), and took off into the warm, late morning sky. God, he hated the sun. His friends had gone through a period of calling him Dracula, but he soon, er, IconvincedI/ them to stop. After about 2-3 hours of flying through the crisp air, a large and sinister building loomed up on the horizon. A building he had hoped he would never have to lay eyes on again. Malfoy Manor.
Ginny lay on the bed, her ankles and wrists bound, waiting for her inevitable death. She knew, even if Lucius didn't, that Draco would not come and when Mr Malfoy Senior realised this she would be metaphorical toast. As she attempted to rest her ears were filled with the sound of screams coming from a couple of floors below. Would that be her? Were they going to carry out various terrible tortures that would make your head tingle just thinking about them? Would she come out with no eyes and her ears attached to her big toe? Would she come out at all? Just as she was beginning to drift into the land of nod, the door opened and a man, dressed in traditional Butler clothes, marched purposefully across the room, threw Ginny over his shoulder and marched out. But Ginny had seen the look of regret and dread in his eyes and she knew that whatever was coming, it wasn't gonna be fun. Oh crap.
A/N: hi again people! If you've read this far then you can go down a bit and REVIEW!!! Thanks again to everyone who reviews, I love you to pieces!!! Sorry about the short chapter.I've been kind of preoccupied with reading Adela H's fic The Snakes (please update twice a day!!!). If any of you guys have any suggestions about the fic or what you want to happen then either leave them in the review bit or email them to me! Oh, and I also need a Beta Reader.I think my writing is getting dodgier by the day.so if you're up for it then email me!!! Luv you all LOADS! Luv hells xXx (