Authors Note: NC-17 rating for some language and death, there will be a
love scene you can look forward to! Hehe. Sorry for any and all type-o's! (
I need to get a beta reader so if you want the job e-mail me and you can
have it! I'd like to thank the peeps who took the time to review and
comment because I really appreciate all the advice and encouragement to
keep writing the story. Oh yeah I know this chapter is morbid and gross and
I jut want you all to know I had a hard time writing it cause I'm normally
a happy person. ( Unless you flame me and I didn't deserve it.( And now
chapter 2!
Memories
~*~*~
Ginny's head hurt and she felt as if she could puke.
"Draco," she muttered and closed her eyes tightly to keep out the light that caused her head to pound harder.
"I see you're awake." Madam's voice said softly.
"What kind of question is that? No! I'm not awake I'm just opening my eyes to get some light so I can see while I dream!" she thought to her self. She was in a very crabby mood and didn't want to answer stupid questions. All Ginny could think of to do was nod her head. That hurt her head and she regretted doing it after a new wave of pain washed over her. Madam P. gave her a glass with a clear liquid in it.
"What is it?"
Ginny asked softly, trying to keep the annoyance out of her voice, and took the glass.
"A pain killer mixed with water, I know how much those sleeping potions can make you feel after you just wake up."
She downed the glass in one gulp and she could feel the pain slowly melting away. She felt grateful but was still in a sour mood.
"Do you think I'll be fine for classes today?"
"I'm sure you will be. It was just a bad dream. And today is Sunday, no classes."
"That's right! Good."
Ginny swung her legs over the edge of the bed.
"Are you sure you want to leave so soon? You can stay and sleep today if you like."
"No. I'm going to get cleaned up."
"Alright."
Ginny thanked Madam P. and ran off to shower.
~*~*~
She wanted to look nice so Draco had no reason to make fun of her personally. She said a straightening spell and her wavy red hair hung loose around her shoulders. She changed her chipping purple nail polish to a new coat of shiny green she thought Draco would like. "What am I doing? How am I going to confront Draco about my dreaming about his past. Hey Malfoy, what's up? Hey did you know I've been dreaming about your past? How weird is that?" She laughed at her fake conversation with Malfoy. "Why do I car what he thinks of me anyway? This is so unlike me." She sprayed herself with Peaches N' Cream body spray anyway and changed in to a yellow halter- top with a jean skirt. She said a different spell and makeup appeared perfectly on her face. She looked at her reflection in the mirror and sighed. She was about to whip it off. "No, if he asks I'll tell him it's not for him, its cause I'm meeting Seamus for lunch." And that was partly true except for the fact that Ginny didn't like Seamus and could care less if he saw her in a pair of overalls and covered in mud. Ginny laughed at the mental picture and put on one of her new robes and left to find Draco.
~*~*~
Draco lay on his bed and cursed.
" What is wrong with me?"
He asked himself thinking about the dream he had had. He remembered it clearly because that was the last time he had cried, but he couldn't understand why he was dreaming about it.
*~*~* Flashback *~*~*
Draco was 8 and his mother had just given birth. He was looking at the baby laying in the crib and it started to cry so he picked the baby up out of the crib and held her.
"I'm your brother."
Draco said to the crying baby. He didn't know what to do so he rocked the baby and started to hum to her as his mother so often used to do to him when he didn't get his way. He hadn't heard his father enter the room because of the baby's cries, but after a few moments she had stopped so Draco put her back in her crib. She rolled onto her stomach and fell asleep. Draco smiled and stroked the baby's soft hair.
"I love you little sister."
He had whispered and then he felt a large hand grab his hair and pull him away from the crib. He had never felt fear as powerful as he had at that moment. He closed his eyes and awaited his father's next move. He heard the smack that was made when his father's hand met his face, but he didn't feel it. "This isn't my life." He repeated to himself in his head over and over trying to believe himself.
"Love?"
He heard the angry voice and looked up to face it. He was holding the baby in his hand by her arm and she was crying. The man shook the baby making it cry harder.
"Don't."
Was all Draco managed to say before he felt a lump in his throat and a fierce fire like pain not letting him speak.
"Malfoy's do not love. And do not have any emotions other than hate."
Draco watched in horror as his father lifted the baby and pulled a knife from his belt. He raised the knife to the baby's throat. Draco couldn't stand the baby crying and he knew what his father was going to do, so he lunged at his fathers legs causing him to trip backwards.
"Boy! What is the meaning of this?"
He yelled and kicked Draco. He felt the hot wetness of tears as they sprang out of his eyes and down his cheeks. Draco slid across the floor and looked on as he cut the child's throat. Know that he could be next Draco slid backwards out of the room until he was up against the wall. The man wrapped the child carelessly in a blanket and threw the body back into the crib. Then he came after Draco.
*~*~*
Draco shook his head trying to shake the memory out of his head.
"Bloody hell."
He cursed and kicked the desk and he walked out of the room. He didn't know where he was going to go but he needed to get away. "Maybe the Astronomy tower since no one goes there during the day." He thought to himself and cursed again and a few first years got in his way but they quickly retreated when he growled at them.
Memories
~*~*~
Ginny's head hurt and she felt as if she could puke.
"Draco," she muttered and closed her eyes tightly to keep out the light that caused her head to pound harder.
"I see you're awake." Madam's voice said softly.
"What kind of question is that? No! I'm not awake I'm just opening my eyes to get some light so I can see while I dream!" she thought to her self. She was in a very crabby mood and didn't want to answer stupid questions. All Ginny could think of to do was nod her head. That hurt her head and she regretted doing it after a new wave of pain washed over her. Madam P. gave her a glass with a clear liquid in it.
"What is it?"
Ginny asked softly, trying to keep the annoyance out of her voice, and took the glass.
"A pain killer mixed with water, I know how much those sleeping potions can make you feel after you just wake up."
She downed the glass in one gulp and she could feel the pain slowly melting away. She felt grateful but was still in a sour mood.
"Do you think I'll be fine for classes today?"
"I'm sure you will be. It was just a bad dream. And today is Sunday, no classes."
"That's right! Good."
Ginny swung her legs over the edge of the bed.
"Are you sure you want to leave so soon? You can stay and sleep today if you like."
"No. I'm going to get cleaned up."
"Alright."
Ginny thanked Madam P. and ran off to shower.
~*~*~
She wanted to look nice so Draco had no reason to make fun of her personally. She said a straightening spell and her wavy red hair hung loose around her shoulders. She changed her chipping purple nail polish to a new coat of shiny green she thought Draco would like. "What am I doing? How am I going to confront Draco about my dreaming about his past. Hey Malfoy, what's up? Hey did you know I've been dreaming about your past? How weird is that?" She laughed at her fake conversation with Malfoy. "Why do I car what he thinks of me anyway? This is so unlike me." She sprayed herself with Peaches N' Cream body spray anyway and changed in to a yellow halter- top with a jean skirt. She said a different spell and makeup appeared perfectly on her face. She looked at her reflection in the mirror and sighed. She was about to whip it off. "No, if he asks I'll tell him it's not for him, its cause I'm meeting Seamus for lunch." And that was partly true except for the fact that Ginny didn't like Seamus and could care less if he saw her in a pair of overalls and covered in mud. Ginny laughed at the mental picture and put on one of her new robes and left to find Draco.
~*~*~
Draco lay on his bed and cursed.
" What is wrong with me?"
He asked himself thinking about the dream he had had. He remembered it clearly because that was the last time he had cried, but he couldn't understand why he was dreaming about it.
*~*~* Flashback *~*~*
Draco was 8 and his mother had just given birth. He was looking at the baby laying in the crib and it started to cry so he picked the baby up out of the crib and held her.
"I'm your brother."
Draco said to the crying baby. He didn't know what to do so he rocked the baby and started to hum to her as his mother so often used to do to him when he didn't get his way. He hadn't heard his father enter the room because of the baby's cries, but after a few moments she had stopped so Draco put her back in her crib. She rolled onto her stomach and fell asleep. Draco smiled and stroked the baby's soft hair.
"I love you little sister."
He had whispered and then he felt a large hand grab his hair and pull him away from the crib. He had never felt fear as powerful as he had at that moment. He closed his eyes and awaited his father's next move. He heard the smack that was made when his father's hand met his face, but he didn't feel it. "This isn't my life." He repeated to himself in his head over and over trying to believe himself.
"Love?"
He heard the angry voice and looked up to face it. He was holding the baby in his hand by her arm and she was crying. The man shook the baby making it cry harder.
"Don't."
Was all Draco managed to say before he felt a lump in his throat and a fierce fire like pain not letting him speak.
"Malfoy's do not love. And do not have any emotions other than hate."
Draco watched in horror as his father lifted the baby and pulled a knife from his belt. He raised the knife to the baby's throat. Draco couldn't stand the baby crying and he knew what his father was going to do, so he lunged at his fathers legs causing him to trip backwards.
"Boy! What is the meaning of this?"
He yelled and kicked Draco. He felt the hot wetness of tears as they sprang out of his eyes and down his cheeks. Draco slid across the floor and looked on as he cut the child's throat. Know that he could be next Draco slid backwards out of the room until he was up against the wall. The man wrapped the child carelessly in a blanket and threw the body back into the crib. Then he came after Draco.
*~*~*
Draco shook his head trying to shake the memory out of his head.
"Bloody hell."
He cursed and kicked the desk and he walked out of the room. He didn't know where he was going to go but he needed to get away. "Maybe the Astronomy tower since no one goes there during the day." He thought to himself and cursed again and a few first years got in his way but they quickly retreated when he growled at them.