Tales From The Cell
Chapter Four
a/n: In the beginning of this story, the title made sense. It doesn't anymore. XD I may change it, I may not. I may figure something out and add it in. So, if the title doesn't make sense, sorry. XD Also.....XD I put want in the bottom of the last chapter instead of wand. How horrible.
Uhm...and the blue eyes thing; XD His eyes are just going to be blue for my story. Or maybe I'll add that into the story or something, lol.
The shadowy figure was, most defiantly, Draco Malfoy. He didn't speak a word, just fell to his knees and lifted a cold hand to his wife's warm cheek.
Ginny stared blankly before lifting her hands to his own, warming them. Isabelle watched as wordlessly, her parents declared their love for each other.
*
At that moment, Mr. and Mrs. Ronald Weasley were awoken by a crazed owl tapping at their window.
Ron stumbled from the bed and grabbed the bird in his fist. He ripped the letter from his claws and dropped the owl, heading back to bed.
Dear Mr. and Mrs. Weasley,
I hate to bother you on the night of your wedding, but all Aurors are to head straight to the Ministry. A prisoner has escaped and he has his wand. Come as quickly as you can.
Thank You in advance, Neil Broden Auror Squadron Leader 3981
Hermione groaned and leaned back in bed. Ron kissed her forehead before hopping out of bed and into his cloak. He blew a kiss to his new wife and disaparated.
*
Ron was soon at his headquarters, watching and listening to Neil Broden, the current leader of their small squadron. Dean Thomas, Dennis and Colin Creevey, and Cho Chang were the familiar members of this little group. There were others, but Ron didn't know them and didn't care to. All he cared about was getting in, getting the job done, the end. No need for names.
"Alright, last night at about 2100 hours an armed and dangerous prisoner escaped from Azkaban. He is somewhere in London and it is our job to find him. His name is Draco Malfoy."
Ron's jaw dropped. Draco? He'd escaped? Well, it would be easy to find him! He would go straight to Ginny and Isa.
"Mr. Broden....I think I know where we can find him."
*
Draco looked straight into Ginny's eyes. He placed both hands gently on her shoulders.
"I'm sorry, Ginny. I am so sorry," he whispered.
Ginny hadn't spoken. She just looked into her husband's eyes, tears streaming down her cheeks. He was really here. But then...
"Draco!! You're supposed to be in prison! You KILLED someone! You cannot be here, they'll come here first," Ginny started to stand but Draco gently pushed her down.
"Listen to me. I had to kill him. It was either him or my girls," Draco's voice was stronger now and warmth was flooding into his veins once again.
Before Ginny could respond, they heard shouts from outside. 3981 was on the move.
*
Ron, Dean, Neil and Cho stormed onto Ginny's property. They sidestepped curses and vicious beasts that inhabited her front yard, courtesy of Draco himself. Ron unlocked the door and the four entered.
They found Ginny and Isabelle asleep in Ginny's room. Ron shook his sister awake.
"Ginny, he's out. We need to search your hou-"
"You will do no such thing! Dean Thomas, away from my closet! What is all this about?" Ginny looked as though she had been sleeping, but her red cheeks were really thanks to the crying she had been doing.
"Draco escaped, Ginny. We think he may be here," Dean said.
Ginny brought her hand to her mouth and gasped, looking down at Isabelle. She pulled the covers around her sleeping child, but Ron quickly pulled it back, having seen a shock of white-blond.
"Ginny, when did you get a weasel?" Ron wrinkled his nose and brought the covers back up around his niece, looking to his sister.
"Oh, um, we got Mr. Monkey just the other day. Isabelle missed her father and I was just, umh, trying to cheer her," Ginny smiled.
Ron blinked and shrugged, turning to Neil, Cho and Colin as the entered the room.
"We've searched the house, he's not here."
*
"Mr. Monkey?"
As soon as the Aurors had left, the suspicious weasel had morphed into the striking form of Draco Malfoy.
Isabelle opened an eye and giggled, jumping into her father's lap.
"That was fun mommy! We sure fooled Ronny!!" She exclaimed, clapping her hands.
But Ginny didn't reply, she was staring at her hands, shaking her head. Draco whispered to Isabelle and the young girl ran into her room.
"I should have let them take you, Draco."
"Ginny, what you have to do is listen to me."
"Why should I? You are a murderer."
"I know that, but it was the only way. Just listen. When I was in my 7th year, my father wanted me to take up the, uh, family tradition."
"Killing people?"
"No Ginny, listen. My father wanted me to kill you. He killed your mother just that year! That is the family tradition! The Malfoy men kill Weasley women; they've done it for year and years. I agreed to meet you, but I never ever was going to kill you. I turned my father in, you know that."
"You were sent to kill me; that day in the dungeons?" She wouldn't believe, couldn't process it.
"No, Snape and my father wanted me to, but I agreed only to meet you. Snape and I had row before I entered the dungeons. I walked in, I saw you. I thought to myself 'Draco, how can you kill anything so beautiful? How can you draw the pure, angelic blood of this woman?' I vowed right then that I would leave you be, I wouldn't touch you. You have to believe me," he gently took her hands in his and leaned forward, "But I couldn't leave you be, I love you Ginny."
Ginny looked up at him. She wanted to believe him, she wanted hold him and forget it all, but. "That still doesn't explain why you killed........." she trailed off, hanging her head.
"It was planned! I told them I would never ever kill my wife and my daughter. They said to kill him and his family, burn his house and all his documents and they'd let it slide. I knew they thought I was stupid. If I hadn't of been caught by your brother and his team of idiots, sorry, they would've killed me. I couldn't let that happen."
"So...you got caught on purpose. You didn't just flee or something? That makes no sense, Draco."
"No no, Ginny. What would you have thought of me if I was accused of murder and I died with Death Eaters?"
"Uh...I would have thought you were a traitor, a murderer and a Death Eater," She snorts, shaking her head, "but.that's what I already think."
"No no. You thought I was one. But, I'm explaining to you now. I was forced to murder Fudge and his family so that you and Isa wouldn't have to die. I was never a Death Eater until they caught me. I was caught for the soul reason of being able to see you again, tell you the truth...to return to you one day. I'm so sorry, Ginny."
*
As soon as Ron walked in the door, he knew something had happened.
For one, his wife, Hermione Granger, had met him at the door at 3 o'clock in the morning. He looked into her eyes and saw mixed emotions. Fear, excitement..
"Ron! Just about an hour after you left I got a letter from the Esora!"
Ron's eyes widened. Hope Esora, the new Minister of Magic, sending them a letter?
"About what?"
"Well, all Aurors got one. Ever single one. I'm not in 'active duty' and neither is Harry, but he got one too! It's war, Ron! They've found the main Death Eater hide out. Supposedly, Draco left them a letter before he escaped. We're going to get every single Death Eater during their next meeting!"
*
Dear Mr. and Mrs. Ronald Weasley;
We, at the Ministry, discovered secret documents contained the location of a large velocity of perpetrators. Please use your secret-spell-pass code for more information. (Had to make it secure.()
+inside+
Draco Malfoy, escaped convict of Azkaban, left a lengthy letter with the dementors at the fortress. Inside, we were told the absolute location of the next Death Eater meeting. We have crews working on fighting through the magical bars around the area, but by the next time they meet, they won't be able to avoid us. Every Auror, all 115, even those not in active duty, will be assigned to this. Say your goodbyes and make sure your families are secure. It's now or never people. Make not that I will accompany you. It's now or never folks.
Sincerely, Hope Esora
A/n: Ok, next chapter will be before the little war thing. I will explain many things, like why how Draco got out. (Please leave you're e-mail address if you want to be updated when I update XD) Until then...
Bean, Out.
Chapter Four
a/n: In the beginning of this story, the title made sense. It doesn't anymore. XD I may change it, I may not. I may figure something out and add it in. So, if the title doesn't make sense, sorry. XD Also.....XD I put want in the bottom of the last chapter instead of wand. How horrible.
Uhm...and the blue eyes thing; XD His eyes are just going to be blue for my story. Or maybe I'll add that into the story or something, lol.
The shadowy figure was, most defiantly, Draco Malfoy. He didn't speak a word, just fell to his knees and lifted a cold hand to his wife's warm cheek.
Ginny stared blankly before lifting her hands to his own, warming them. Isabelle watched as wordlessly, her parents declared their love for each other.
*
At that moment, Mr. and Mrs. Ronald Weasley were awoken by a crazed owl tapping at their window.
Ron stumbled from the bed and grabbed the bird in his fist. He ripped the letter from his claws and dropped the owl, heading back to bed.
Dear Mr. and Mrs. Weasley,
I hate to bother you on the night of your wedding, but all Aurors are to head straight to the Ministry. A prisoner has escaped and he has his wand. Come as quickly as you can.
Thank You in advance, Neil Broden Auror Squadron Leader 3981
Hermione groaned and leaned back in bed. Ron kissed her forehead before hopping out of bed and into his cloak. He blew a kiss to his new wife and disaparated.
*
Ron was soon at his headquarters, watching and listening to Neil Broden, the current leader of their small squadron. Dean Thomas, Dennis and Colin Creevey, and Cho Chang were the familiar members of this little group. There were others, but Ron didn't know them and didn't care to. All he cared about was getting in, getting the job done, the end. No need for names.
"Alright, last night at about 2100 hours an armed and dangerous prisoner escaped from Azkaban. He is somewhere in London and it is our job to find him. His name is Draco Malfoy."
Ron's jaw dropped. Draco? He'd escaped? Well, it would be easy to find him! He would go straight to Ginny and Isa.
"Mr. Broden....I think I know where we can find him."
*
Draco looked straight into Ginny's eyes. He placed both hands gently on her shoulders.
"I'm sorry, Ginny. I am so sorry," he whispered.
Ginny hadn't spoken. She just looked into her husband's eyes, tears streaming down her cheeks. He was really here. But then...
"Draco!! You're supposed to be in prison! You KILLED someone! You cannot be here, they'll come here first," Ginny started to stand but Draco gently pushed her down.
"Listen to me. I had to kill him. It was either him or my girls," Draco's voice was stronger now and warmth was flooding into his veins once again.
Before Ginny could respond, they heard shouts from outside. 3981 was on the move.
*
Ron, Dean, Neil and Cho stormed onto Ginny's property. They sidestepped curses and vicious beasts that inhabited her front yard, courtesy of Draco himself. Ron unlocked the door and the four entered.
They found Ginny and Isabelle asleep in Ginny's room. Ron shook his sister awake.
"Ginny, he's out. We need to search your hou-"
"You will do no such thing! Dean Thomas, away from my closet! What is all this about?" Ginny looked as though she had been sleeping, but her red cheeks were really thanks to the crying she had been doing.
"Draco escaped, Ginny. We think he may be here," Dean said.
Ginny brought her hand to her mouth and gasped, looking down at Isabelle. She pulled the covers around her sleeping child, but Ron quickly pulled it back, having seen a shock of white-blond.
"Ginny, when did you get a weasel?" Ron wrinkled his nose and brought the covers back up around his niece, looking to his sister.
"Oh, um, we got Mr. Monkey just the other day. Isabelle missed her father and I was just, umh, trying to cheer her," Ginny smiled.
Ron blinked and shrugged, turning to Neil, Cho and Colin as the entered the room.
"We've searched the house, he's not here."
*
"Mr. Monkey?"
As soon as the Aurors had left, the suspicious weasel had morphed into the striking form of Draco Malfoy.
Isabelle opened an eye and giggled, jumping into her father's lap.
"That was fun mommy! We sure fooled Ronny!!" She exclaimed, clapping her hands.
But Ginny didn't reply, she was staring at her hands, shaking her head. Draco whispered to Isabelle and the young girl ran into her room.
"I should have let them take you, Draco."
"Ginny, what you have to do is listen to me."
"Why should I? You are a murderer."
"I know that, but it was the only way. Just listen. When I was in my 7th year, my father wanted me to take up the, uh, family tradition."
"Killing people?"
"No Ginny, listen. My father wanted me to kill you. He killed your mother just that year! That is the family tradition! The Malfoy men kill Weasley women; they've done it for year and years. I agreed to meet you, but I never ever was going to kill you. I turned my father in, you know that."
"You were sent to kill me; that day in the dungeons?" She wouldn't believe, couldn't process it.
"No, Snape and my father wanted me to, but I agreed only to meet you. Snape and I had row before I entered the dungeons. I walked in, I saw you. I thought to myself 'Draco, how can you kill anything so beautiful? How can you draw the pure, angelic blood of this woman?' I vowed right then that I would leave you be, I wouldn't touch you. You have to believe me," he gently took her hands in his and leaned forward, "But I couldn't leave you be, I love you Ginny."
Ginny looked up at him. She wanted to believe him, she wanted hold him and forget it all, but. "That still doesn't explain why you killed........." she trailed off, hanging her head.
"It was planned! I told them I would never ever kill my wife and my daughter. They said to kill him and his family, burn his house and all his documents and they'd let it slide. I knew they thought I was stupid. If I hadn't of been caught by your brother and his team of idiots, sorry, they would've killed me. I couldn't let that happen."
"So...you got caught on purpose. You didn't just flee or something? That makes no sense, Draco."
"No no, Ginny. What would you have thought of me if I was accused of murder and I died with Death Eaters?"
"Uh...I would have thought you were a traitor, a murderer and a Death Eater," She snorts, shaking her head, "but.that's what I already think."
"No no. You thought I was one. But, I'm explaining to you now. I was forced to murder Fudge and his family so that you and Isa wouldn't have to die. I was never a Death Eater until they caught me. I was caught for the soul reason of being able to see you again, tell you the truth...to return to you one day. I'm so sorry, Ginny."
*
As soon as Ron walked in the door, he knew something had happened.
For one, his wife, Hermione Granger, had met him at the door at 3 o'clock in the morning. He looked into her eyes and saw mixed emotions. Fear, excitement..
"Ron! Just about an hour after you left I got a letter from the Esora!"
Ron's eyes widened. Hope Esora, the new Minister of Magic, sending them a letter?
"About what?"
"Well, all Aurors got one. Ever single one. I'm not in 'active duty' and neither is Harry, but he got one too! It's war, Ron! They've found the main Death Eater hide out. Supposedly, Draco left them a letter before he escaped. We're going to get every single Death Eater during their next meeting!"
*
Dear Mr. and Mrs. Ronald Weasley;
We, at the Ministry, discovered secret documents contained the location of a large velocity of perpetrators. Please use your secret-spell-pass code for more information. (Had to make it secure.()
+inside+
Draco Malfoy, escaped convict of Azkaban, left a lengthy letter with the dementors at the fortress. Inside, we were told the absolute location of the next Death Eater meeting. We have crews working on fighting through the magical bars around the area, but by the next time they meet, they won't be able to avoid us. Every Auror, all 115, even those not in active duty, will be assigned to this. Say your goodbyes and make sure your families are secure. It's now or never people. Make not that I will accompany you. It's now or never folks.
Sincerely, Hope Esora
A/n: Ok, next chapter will be before the little war thing. I will explain many things, like why how Draco got out. (Please leave you're e-mail address if you want to be updated when I update XD) Until then...
Bean, Out.