Disclaimer: None of this is mine; it all belongs to J.K. Rowling
A/N: I haven't been able to update daily in a while and I don't think I will be able to in the future, so don't expect more than an update every other day, although I might be able to squeeze in more. SORRY!!! =(
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~*~Forbidden Encounters~*~ Ch. Six- Letting Go
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Ginny and Draco just lay there for a while; listening to each others labored breathing and feeling their soft skin against each other. This was going to be one of the hardest things Draco had ever had to do. The one woman that he wanted to be with did not want to be with him and he was going to have to accept that. The only reason that she was doing this was so that he wouldn't tell anyone what she had done. It's not like she was actually going to have the kid either. Shed already gotten rid of it. But he knew she didn't feel the same way, no matter what she did, and he had to let her go.
"Ginny..look. I know you don't want to do this. I know that the only reason you are doing this is so that I won't tell anyone and it's wrong of me to make you. I've been thinking about it, and I know that you probably already hate me, and I can understand that, but you don't have to. You can go and ill never bother you again." Draco sighed as he finished. He never knew that he had a soft side, and he didn't want anyone else to know either, but he had to let Ginny know. He loved her. He respected her. He always had and he always would and he couldn't do this to her.
Ginny sat up and looked into his eyes. She had never heard Draco sound so....caring. It sounded almost as if he...no. He couldn't. It was just lust, wasn't it? Maybe he liked her, but how could he? She was just a poor little Weasley. She sat there a while longer, just staring intently into his eyes. A smile played across her lips and she said the words that she never thought she would hear herself say.
"Draco Malfoy, I love you." She'd been thinking about it, and it just felt so right when she was lying in his arms. It felt like nothing could ever go wrong; like he could protect her from anything, and she now knew that he did have a caring side and he wasn't just the cold and heartless bastard that she had always thought him to be. And the one thing that meant the most to her was that he felt the same way. She knew he did. He didn't have to say it. She knew from the way he looked at her; the way he was letting her go.
Draco sat up and scowled at her.
"No you don't. Don't even say it. You don't and you know it. Just leave and don't ever speak to me again. I took advantage of you. I don't even know why I would want to. You're just a poor little Weasel and you're nothing to me. You're just a piece of ass, and that's all you'll ever be. You're just like your mother. A poor little bitch that will spread her legs to any passing man." Draco's words were like venom.
Ginny was taken aback. His words hurt and he knew it, but Ginny could tell that Draco didn't really mean it; the way that he looked down at the floor as soon as he had said his part; the look of regret on his face. She knew he didn't mean it. But none the less, they still hurt. She had opened her heart to him; told him how she really felt about him, and he had shot her down. She felt a lone tear trickle down her cheek and she turned to leave.
Draco had the sudden urge to wipe the tear off of her face. She did not deserve to cry. He did. And he knew it. He caught himself before his hand got too close and looked away. He was surprised to hear her speak.
"I'm sorry. Is that what you want to hear Draco? I never thought that I would say those words to you. I never even knew that I felt that way about you until just recently, and the way that you've been acting, I thought that you felt the same, so I took a chance and put myself out in the open and now I know that was a mistake. I really do love you Draco and whether or not you choose to believe it, I do. I'm going to walk out that door and unless you say something to stop me, I will never turn back and you will never hear from me again. I just hope you realize what a big mistake you're making. We could really have something Draco," she was crying steadily now. Ginny never imagined that she would get this upset over him, "You and me. We could be great. But if you choose to let me walk away, I will never come back." She hesitated. "Goodbye Draco."
And with that, Ginny Weasley gathered her robes about her and walked out of the prefects' bathroom, leaving a stunned Draco behind.
Draco let his head slip into his hands; his bleach blond hair covering his eyes. He loved her with all his heart, and although the words she had said were the most wonderful thing she could have done, he didn't believe that she truly felt that way. He had seduced her. That was it. He had tricked her into believing that she loved him just because he had given her a few moments of pleasure. She was so young and naïve.
Draco sighed. Was it possible that he could have just made one of the biggest mistakes of his life?
Ginny ran blindly through the hallways all the way to Gryffindor tower. She was crying so hard that she almost didn't see Peeves, the poltergeist, with his back turned toward her, a few hundred feet in front of her. She ducked into an empty classroom and waited until he had gone. She crept quickly and quietly up to her dorm and threw herself onto her bed and cried until he cried herself to sleep. She loved him. She honestly and truly loved Draco Malfoy and he had rejected her. He had led her on and then thrown her to the curb.
Draco woke up early that morning. After Ginny had left the bathroom, the rest of the night had sort of become a blur. All he knew was that he had somehow gotten down to his dungeon dorm without anyone seeing and without getting caught. It was almost 8:00 and he figured he should probably be heading down to the Great Hall for breakfast. He got up and quickly threw on some clean robes and majestically walked into the common room and out of the door, coal black robes billowing behind him. He was definitely not in a good mood and anyone unlucky enough to get in his way would wish that they had never been born.
Ginny arrived early to the Great Hall and put a smile on her face when her brother, Hermione, Harry, and her roommates, Lavender Brown and Parvarti Patil, had come in.
"Hey Ron!" she called desperately. She knew that she had been ignoring them lately and she knew that Ron was slightly peeved with her for not being more excited about his new spot on the Gryffindor quidditch team as the keeper. Ron looked at her and managed a small smile.
"So how's quidditch coming?" Ginny asked him. She was really looking forward to the game next week. It was the start of the season and Gryffindor would be playing their arch nemesis, Slytherin. It promised to make for a great opening game.
Ginny sat back down at the table, surrounded by her friends and family, and talking animatedly to her brother about his quidditch abilities, but she had the funny feeling she was being watched. She turned around and met the familiar icy cold stare of Draco Malfoy. He looked especially evil today and although she didn't know why, it made her sad to see him upset. She really did care for him, and even though he said he didn't feel the same way, she hoped with all her heart that he had been lying last night in the bathroom.
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Okay how was that??? Remember!!! Read and review please!!! It really makes my day to hear all the wonderful things you guys have to say about my story! ~Opal Rose
A/N: I haven't been able to update daily in a while and I don't think I will be able to in the future, so don't expect more than an update every other day, although I might be able to squeeze in more. SORRY!!! =(
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~*~Forbidden Encounters~*~ Ch. Six- Letting Go
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Ginny and Draco just lay there for a while; listening to each others labored breathing and feeling their soft skin against each other. This was going to be one of the hardest things Draco had ever had to do. The one woman that he wanted to be with did not want to be with him and he was going to have to accept that. The only reason that she was doing this was so that he wouldn't tell anyone what she had done. It's not like she was actually going to have the kid either. Shed already gotten rid of it. But he knew she didn't feel the same way, no matter what she did, and he had to let her go.
"Ginny..look. I know you don't want to do this. I know that the only reason you are doing this is so that I won't tell anyone and it's wrong of me to make you. I've been thinking about it, and I know that you probably already hate me, and I can understand that, but you don't have to. You can go and ill never bother you again." Draco sighed as he finished. He never knew that he had a soft side, and he didn't want anyone else to know either, but he had to let Ginny know. He loved her. He respected her. He always had and he always would and he couldn't do this to her.
Ginny sat up and looked into his eyes. She had never heard Draco sound so....caring. It sounded almost as if he...no. He couldn't. It was just lust, wasn't it? Maybe he liked her, but how could he? She was just a poor little Weasley. She sat there a while longer, just staring intently into his eyes. A smile played across her lips and she said the words that she never thought she would hear herself say.
"Draco Malfoy, I love you." She'd been thinking about it, and it just felt so right when she was lying in his arms. It felt like nothing could ever go wrong; like he could protect her from anything, and she now knew that he did have a caring side and he wasn't just the cold and heartless bastard that she had always thought him to be. And the one thing that meant the most to her was that he felt the same way. She knew he did. He didn't have to say it. She knew from the way he looked at her; the way he was letting her go.
Draco sat up and scowled at her.
"No you don't. Don't even say it. You don't and you know it. Just leave and don't ever speak to me again. I took advantage of you. I don't even know why I would want to. You're just a poor little Weasel and you're nothing to me. You're just a piece of ass, and that's all you'll ever be. You're just like your mother. A poor little bitch that will spread her legs to any passing man." Draco's words were like venom.
Ginny was taken aback. His words hurt and he knew it, but Ginny could tell that Draco didn't really mean it; the way that he looked down at the floor as soon as he had said his part; the look of regret on his face. She knew he didn't mean it. But none the less, they still hurt. She had opened her heart to him; told him how she really felt about him, and he had shot her down. She felt a lone tear trickle down her cheek and she turned to leave.
Draco had the sudden urge to wipe the tear off of her face. She did not deserve to cry. He did. And he knew it. He caught himself before his hand got too close and looked away. He was surprised to hear her speak.
"I'm sorry. Is that what you want to hear Draco? I never thought that I would say those words to you. I never even knew that I felt that way about you until just recently, and the way that you've been acting, I thought that you felt the same, so I took a chance and put myself out in the open and now I know that was a mistake. I really do love you Draco and whether or not you choose to believe it, I do. I'm going to walk out that door and unless you say something to stop me, I will never turn back and you will never hear from me again. I just hope you realize what a big mistake you're making. We could really have something Draco," she was crying steadily now. Ginny never imagined that she would get this upset over him, "You and me. We could be great. But if you choose to let me walk away, I will never come back." She hesitated. "Goodbye Draco."
And with that, Ginny Weasley gathered her robes about her and walked out of the prefects' bathroom, leaving a stunned Draco behind.
Draco let his head slip into his hands; his bleach blond hair covering his eyes. He loved her with all his heart, and although the words she had said were the most wonderful thing she could have done, he didn't believe that she truly felt that way. He had seduced her. That was it. He had tricked her into believing that she loved him just because he had given her a few moments of pleasure. She was so young and naïve.
Draco sighed. Was it possible that he could have just made one of the biggest mistakes of his life?
Ginny ran blindly through the hallways all the way to Gryffindor tower. She was crying so hard that she almost didn't see Peeves, the poltergeist, with his back turned toward her, a few hundred feet in front of her. She ducked into an empty classroom and waited until he had gone. She crept quickly and quietly up to her dorm and threw herself onto her bed and cried until he cried herself to sleep. She loved him. She honestly and truly loved Draco Malfoy and he had rejected her. He had led her on and then thrown her to the curb.
Draco woke up early that morning. After Ginny had left the bathroom, the rest of the night had sort of become a blur. All he knew was that he had somehow gotten down to his dungeon dorm without anyone seeing and without getting caught. It was almost 8:00 and he figured he should probably be heading down to the Great Hall for breakfast. He got up and quickly threw on some clean robes and majestically walked into the common room and out of the door, coal black robes billowing behind him. He was definitely not in a good mood and anyone unlucky enough to get in his way would wish that they had never been born.
Ginny arrived early to the Great Hall and put a smile on her face when her brother, Hermione, Harry, and her roommates, Lavender Brown and Parvarti Patil, had come in.
"Hey Ron!" she called desperately. She knew that she had been ignoring them lately and she knew that Ron was slightly peeved with her for not being more excited about his new spot on the Gryffindor quidditch team as the keeper. Ron looked at her and managed a small smile.
"So how's quidditch coming?" Ginny asked him. She was really looking forward to the game next week. It was the start of the season and Gryffindor would be playing their arch nemesis, Slytherin. It promised to make for a great opening game.
Ginny sat back down at the table, surrounded by her friends and family, and talking animatedly to her brother about his quidditch abilities, but she had the funny feeling she was being watched. She turned around and met the familiar icy cold stare of Draco Malfoy. He looked especially evil today and although she didn't know why, it made her sad to see him upset. She really did care for him, and even though he said he didn't feel the same way, she hoped with all her heart that he had been lying last night in the bathroom.
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Okay how was that??? Remember!!! Read and review please!!! It really makes my day to hear all the wonderful things you guys have to say about my story! ~Opal Rose