AN: Forgive me for my inconsistent writing in the first chapter. I wish
you'd continue reading, though. BTW, I don't own Harry Potter.
Chapter 2
Hermione woke up to the delicious aroma of food. And to her dismay, upon the recollection of her abduction, her stomach growled with hunger. She sniffed at the irony of the situation. How she felt her freedom in this utterly dangerous place, freed from the strict stupor of high society! She giggled nervously, feeling the adrenaline of a strange madness. 'It's just the waters, Hermione. You're starving and seasick.' She winced at the pain her grumbling stomach made. This must be the first time she ever felt hunger. Back in her mansion of a home, meals were always on time and anytime she so desired. Her throat cracked in dryness. She hasn't drunk a single drop of water since morning, she realized. The whiff of mouth-watering food suddenly brought her back to the present. She groaned in hunger and lay back on the bed.
Ginny drank the last of her cup and stared to the sea on her right. She couldn't get the memories out of her again, provoked by the sight of a childhood friend. She suddenly remembered her brother Ron, who must have been searching her since she disappeared. She wondered how he looked like now. Then another person came to mind, her brother's friend Harry. She knew of Harry's explorations from a lot of hearsay. He's become popular through the years, as famous as the blonde pirate captain beside her. She resisted a peek to her left, trying to distract herself with more memories. Back to Hermione, what is she going to do about her now? Ginny knew of the imminent danger when Malfoy sees the girl. She bit her lip in unwanted female jealousy. After all, what did she have that could attract men? Yes, she had brains, beauty, and that formidable superiority that obsessed men to break to make her succumb. But Hermione Granger had more than those, she thought enviously. She had class, elegance, and the allure that made men's blood go wild. And Ginny wanted those, despite her rather eventful past. Now that she thought of it, she recalled and recoiled at the painful memories. "Ginny?" She winced unconsciously, and tears unexpectedly sprung to her eyes. She hasn't noticed the tears yet, but the man beside her did.
Draco frowned at the behavior Ginny was displaying. It was rather odd for her burst into such emotion, but then again, he assumed that this might be the first time he's ever seen her do it. But he had to know what was going on inside her. "Virginia?" It was evident that she was in deep thought as she slightly jumped at his voice. She sniffed quietly and stood up. "I'm going to sleep. Good night." He watched he go as he remained seated and didn't join the conversation after a while.
Ginny leaned on the railings of the top deck before she dried her little tears. That was completely stupid thing to do, she admonished herself. But Draco understood, her mind countered. It was weak and I felt so embarrassed! She told herself. But her mind wouldn't let it go; demanding how could she feel such things at a time like this. Her ears shut the noise out, and concentrated on doing something else. She peered out below to the main deck. The pirates were busy with their hearty talk of treasure and women, not noticing Ginny walking quickly into the kitchen, coming out again with a small bag of food. She entered her room and closed the door behind her. Through the dark, she could see the outline of the captive lying asleep on her bed. Ginny lighted her lamp before setting down the bag of food.
Hermione, suddenly awakening upon feeling warmth on her skin, groggily sat up. She turned to the little light that came through her blindfold. "Who's there?" She heard no one respond but footsteps approaching her. She drew back instinctively. "Don't be afraid," came the smooth, kind voice of the captain. "It's only me." She relaxed a little, somehow trusting the captain. "I'm sorry for my rudeness, sir." This last bit she spoke hesitantly. The captain caught her hidden question somehow and chuckled. The bed gave in to another weight, and Hermione felt the captain hand tugging gently at the cloth that hid her eyes. "Don't worry, Ms. Granger. I'm not going to harm you." Hermione was shocked. "H-how did you know my name?" The blindfold fell off her face, and she immediately shut her eyes from the bright light. "I've always known your name, Hermione, since childhood I have." Hermione slowly opened eyes to look at the person who sounded very familiar to her. She gasped at the clarity of the reality before her. "Ginny Weasely?"
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"We'll be docking in Spain in a few days, Sir," Seamus Finnigan, the captain's second mate, informed Harry Potter. "We've also received news that Draco Malfoy's crew is indeed docking there." Harry felt a small smile lift his mouth. "Good. You may go, Finnigan." "Yes, captain." When the cabin door closed, he felt relieved. Ron, who was seated near the window, smiled in relief too. "Good thing I trusted my instincts." They chuckled. But Harry still had something bothering him. "Do you think we should make an attempt to see if your sister's aboard their ship?" Ron stopped his laughter and his face darkened. "I've thought about it, Harry. But it's very dangerous to hit two birds with one stone. But I suppose we could try. Send a spy, Harry. Don't do it yourself."
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"Ginny?" She smiled faintly in answer. "It's nice to see you again, Hermione." Hermione threw her unbound arms at her long-lost-presumed-to-be-dead friend, hugging her fiercely. "Oh my goodness! I never thought we'd meet like this," she exclaimed with a laugh. "Neither have I," Ginny answered with gladness, masking the sadness she felt. Hermione looked her over again. "You've grown a lot Ginny! And you dress like man?" "I always did, Hermione," Ginny replied gently. Hermione's face became serious. "Tell me then, what really happened?" Ginny looked away, but Hermione was determined. "Ginny, a lot of people missed you! Your family and friends miss you a lot! Ron still is searching for you up to now! Please, tell me, Ginny, I'm still your friend, right?" Hermione pleaded. "I'm sorry Hermione, but I'm not ready for this question," Ginny replied without a trace of personal emotion. Hermione recovered herself. "Of course, I'm sorry for my rudeness." Ginny handed her the bag of food. "Here. This is the only food I can get you. Eat it and get some sleep." Hermione accepted the bag without question. "Thank you." The captain left the cabin, and Hermione was alone again in the cabin.
Ginny slightly shivered in the cold, and hugged herself for warmth. She stared at the wide black waters that were sparkling with starlight. Someone stepped beside her. "Johnson said someone stole a loaf of bread from the kitchens again." She didn't feel like laughing or smiling at that one. She just nodded.
Draco frowned at her again and assumed the best friend's role. "Something's bothering you." She kept silent, causing him to fume again. "I don't like being ignored, Ginny." Ginny muttered something under her breath before facing him. "I don't want to talk." And she walked away to her cabin again, muttering again to her self, "Nor do I."
She entered her cabin again, and removed her coat and boots, then lay down her wide bed, beside Hermione who was slumbering quietly.
Tbc.
Please Review! Flame me, praise me, skewer me, just say ANYTHING!
Chapter 2
Hermione woke up to the delicious aroma of food. And to her dismay, upon the recollection of her abduction, her stomach growled with hunger. She sniffed at the irony of the situation. How she felt her freedom in this utterly dangerous place, freed from the strict stupor of high society! She giggled nervously, feeling the adrenaline of a strange madness. 'It's just the waters, Hermione. You're starving and seasick.' She winced at the pain her grumbling stomach made. This must be the first time she ever felt hunger. Back in her mansion of a home, meals were always on time and anytime she so desired. Her throat cracked in dryness. She hasn't drunk a single drop of water since morning, she realized. The whiff of mouth-watering food suddenly brought her back to the present. She groaned in hunger and lay back on the bed.
Ginny drank the last of her cup and stared to the sea on her right. She couldn't get the memories out of her again, provoked by the sight of a childhood friend. She suddenly remembered her brother Ron, who must have been searching her since she disappeared. She wondered how he looked like now. Then another person came to mind, her brother's friend Harry. She knew of Harry's explorations from a lot of hearsay. He's become popular through the years, as famous as the blonde pirate captain beside her. She resisted a peek to her left, trying to distract herself with more memories. Back to Hermione, what is she going to do about her now? Ginny knew of the imminent danger when Malfoy sees the girl. She bit her lip in unwanted female jealousy. After all, what did she have that could attract men? Yes, she had brains, beauty, and that formidable superiority that obsessed men to break to make her succumb. But Hermione Granger had more than those, she thought enviously. She had class, elegance, and the allure that made men's blood go wild. And Ginny wanted those, despite her rather eventful past. Now that she thought of it, she recalled and recoiled at the painful memories. "Ginny?" She winced unconsciously, and tears unexpectedly sprung to her eyes. She hasn't noticed the tears yet, but the man beside her did.
Draco frowned at the behavior Ginny was displaying. It was rather odd for her burst into such emotion, but then again, he assumed that this might be the first time he's ever seen her do it. But he had to know what was going on inside her. "Virginia?" It was evident that she was in deep thought as she slightly jumped at his voice. She sniffed quietly and stood up. "I'm going to sleep. Good night." He watched he go as he remained seated and didn't join the conversation after a while.
Ginny leaned on the railings of the top deck before she dried her little tears. That was completely stupid thing to do, she admonished herself. But Draco understood, her mind countered. It was weak and I felt so embarrassed! She told herself. But her mind wouldn't let it go; demanding how could she feel such things at a time like this. Her ears shut the noise out, and concentrated on doing something else. She peered out below to the main deck. The pirates were busy with their hearty talk of treasure and women, not noticing Ginny walking quickly into the kitchen, coming out again with a small bag of food. She entered her room and closed the door behind her. Through the dark, she could see the outline of the captive lying asleep on her bed. Ginny lighted her lamp before setting down the bag of food.
Hermione, suddenly awakening upon feeling warmth on her skin, groggily sat up. She turned to the little light that came through her blindfold. "Who's there?" She heard no one respond but footsteps approaching her. She drew back instinctively. "Don't be afraid," came the smooth, kind voice of the captain. "It's only me." She relaxed a little, somehow trusting the captain. "I'm sorry for my rudeness, sir." This last bit she spoke hesitantly. The captain caught her hidden question somehow and chuckled. The bed gave in to another weight, and Hermione felt the captain hand tugging gently at the cloth that hid her eyes. "Don't worry, Ms. Granger. I'm not going to harm you." Hermione was shocked. "H-how did you know my name?" The blindfold fell off her face, and she immediately shut her eyes from the bright light. "I've always known your name, Hermione, since childhood I have." Hermione slowly opened eyes to look at the person who sounded very familiar to her. She gasped at the clarity of the reality before her. "Ginny Weasely?"
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"We'll be docking in Spain in a few days, Sir," Seamus Finnigan, the captain's second mate, informed Harry Potter. "We've also received news that Draco Malfoy's crew is indeed docking there." Harry felt a small smile lift his mouth. "Good. You may go, Finnigan." "Yes, captain." When the cabin door closed, he felt relieved. Ron, who was seated near the window, smiled in relief too. "Good thing I trusted my instincts." They chuckled. But Harry still had something bothering him. "Do you think we should make an attempt to see if your sister's aboard their ship?" Ron stopped his laughter and his face darkened. "I've thought about it, Harry. But it's very dangerous to hit two birds with one stone. But I suppose we could try. Send a spy, Harry. Don't do it yourself."
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"Ginny?" She smiled faintly in answer. "It's nice to see you again, Hermione." Hermione threw her unbound arms at her long-lost-presumed-to-be-dead friend, hugging her fiercely. "Oh my goodness! I never thought we'd meet like this," she exclaimed with a laugh. "Neither have I," Ginny answered with gladness, masking the sadness she felt. Hermione looked her over again. "You've grown a lot Ginny! And you dress like man?" "I always did, Hermione," Ginny replied gently. Hermione's face became serious. "Tell me then, what really happened?" Ginny looked away, but Hermione was determined. "Ginny, a lot of people missed you! Your family and friends miss you a lot! Ron still is searching for you up to now! Please, tell me, Ginny, I'm still your friend, right?" Hermione pleaded. "I'm sorry Hermione, but I'm not ready for this question," Ginny replied without a trace of personal emotion. Hermione recovered herself. "Of course, I'm sorry for my rudeness." Ginny handed her the bag of food. "Here. This is the only food I can get you. Eat it and get some sleep." Hermione accepted the bag without question. "Thank you." The captain left the cabin, and Hermione was alone again in the cabin.
Ginny slightly shivered in the cold, and hugged herself for warmth. She stared at the wide black waters that were sparkling with starlight. Someone stepped beside her. "Johnson said someone stole a loaf of bread from the kitchens again." She didn't feel like laughing or smiling at that one. She just nodded.
Draco frowned at her again and assumed the best friend's role. "Something's bothering you." She kept silent, causing him to fume again. "I don't like being ignored, Ginny." Ginny muttered something under her breath before facing him. "I don't want to talk." And she walked away to her cabin again, muttering again to her self, "Nor do I."
She entered her cabin again, and removed her coat and boots, then lay down her wide bed, beside Hermione who was slumbering quietly.
Tbc.
Please Review! Flame me, praise me, skewer me, just say ANYTHING!