Title: Healing love
Author: Adamanthea (Kayla)
Summary: Lucius Malfoy is having a horrible argument with Draco at the train station. In a fury he hits his son and a certain Weasley sees and hears the whole thing (D/G)
Disclaimer: Don't own anything at all. J.K Rowling is the master.
A/N: My first Draco/Ginny fic. Please review, I can't say that too many times.
"Now, come on Virginia..." Molly Weasley spoke gently to her shaking daughter "I'm glad you told me this... it scares all of us. Your father and I never wanted you kids to have to live through the same thing we did. I know you worry Ginny, but you are safest with Dumbledore. Nothing will try to hurt you again... ever."
"Mum," she whispered softly "I don't want to go to Hogwarts. So I'm safe? How can I know you're safe? And dad, and Percy.... both... of them at the ministry."
"They will be all right darling, you must have faith. Hurry, the train will be leaving any minute. Everyone else is on all ready, go!"
Ginny hugged her mother and ran to the train. Her mum turned and apparated away. Could she help but be nervous? Last time the Dark Lord was powerful so many wizards and witches had died. What protected her family from the horror? Especially her father and brother being so close to it all. Ginny's thoughts were interrupted by a yell from behind the train. Even though she knew she was late, she went to see who had yelled.
Oh no she thought Could it really be? Yes, it was Lucius Malfoy and his son. Anger ran through her for a second and she vibrated with it. This man was probably the reason she was so scared.In her first year, the worst year of her life, she had been controlled by the soothing voice of Tom Riddle. Tom, the Dark Lord's sixteen year old memory, had made her do such horrible things, she still hadn't forgiven herself for the things she did.
She had later found out, from a grim letter sent by Dumbledore, that this man standing here was the one who gave it to her. She fought the sudden urge to take out her wand and curse him. He caused all that helplessness, the fear and loneliness. He did that to me! I can't believe I'm seeing him again. Last time I saw him I couldn't say a word, but this time.
She leaned in further and listened intently to their conversations.
"It is time you left your childhood behind you!" Lucius roared then his voice went soft. Cooly, he spoke again "Draco, we no longer need to cover it up. I have told 'Him' a lot about you. He says you have potential... join us now! You need to leave Hogwarts behind or I'll..."
"Or you'll kill me?" Draco laughed softly "Haven't you used that one before father? And haven't I said to go on and do it all ready? If I die, I die."
"You will pay for your foolishness boy! You will not go this year, come now. I've changed my mind, I am not paying for your mistakes. I don't want to be tortured for you, it is your turn."
"No."
Lucius raised his wand. "Expelliarmus!" Draco yelled and the wand flew "See father, I can block your attacks. You don't have the power to tell me. I'm going to school... I don't want to be like you."
"Why not?" Lucius asked "What can the muggle lover teach you that the greatest wizard of all time can't. I forbid you to go!"
"Then why did you take me here anyway?" he asked "Changing your mind at the last minute father? We never had this fight before, I had no idea your intentions changed."
"He dislikes me hiding my identity." Lucius said "I worry that you may get yourself out of his favor... I care for you."
"That's the biggest laugh I've ever heard."
Suddenly Lucius hit his son hard. Draco smiled in pain. "Reduced to that? No curses this time? I will be seeing you next summer."
Lucius hit him again over the head with his staff. Draco felt a terrible pain, he felt like he was going to pass out. He ran into the train. I've got to get out of here he thought desperately I cannot take the curses anymore.In front of him he saw a flash of red hair and a small girl stood in front of him.
"Weasley? What do you want?" he sneered. It was the youngest of the Weasleys, the whiny little girl. He remembered her name and face well... after his second year, his father had admitted to the family that he put Voldemort's diary into her book. He'd never given her much thought, so why was she standing there?
"Uh... I ... I just." she stuttered nervously not knowing whether or not to say what she saw. She pulled at her hair, which fell messily around her face.
"Well?" he asked staring. She was standing there gaping like an idiot. "Do you know how to talk? I'm not sitting around and waiting for you anymore... honestly!"
"I..." she smiled in her nerves and yelled "I saw you and your father!"
He looked around to see if anyone heard."So?" he asked feeling rather nervous.
"So, care to explain what I saw and heard?"
"No, as if I want to talk to you."
She looked at him. He was staring at her annoyed, his eyes piercingly clear. He scowled and his hair fell over his face in a mix of anger and nervousness.
"I heard it all," she whispered "I was on the other side of the train."
He walked into a compartment and she followed. "Great, now I have stupid girls like you listening on private conversations, what else can go wrong in my life? You'll pay for it if you tell anyone, I swear... my father will..."
She spoke up quietly and then grew bolder "Your father will... hurt me? Like he did to you..."
Draco nervously touched his stomach and head, where he had been hit. He looked down at the girl, who was quite a bit shorter than he was.
"Don't worry," she looked into his eyes. She tried her hardest to show that she cared "I'm not telling Malfoy ..."
Draco sighed in sudden relief. If she told anyone, he felt that his father would have killed him. Yet, why was Ginny Weasley not telling? She was one of the goody goody Weasleys, why wouldn't she tell the truth?
Ginny sat down next to him and moved a little closer. He touched his stomach again and made a small hurt noise. Ginny stared at him. "God, you're annoying!" he snapped "Stop looking at me like that!"
"Are you hurt badly?" she asked gently looking at the way he held his body. She knew Draco Malfoy was bad stuff, she knew he hated her... but seeing him like that was too much. Ron told her so many terrible things about him, but he didn't look so terrible. Ginny Weasley had always been naturally loving. She wanted to be a nurse when she grew up and bad or good, this boy was obviously in pain, inside and outside.
"No." he said rolling his eyes,"Why do you care anyway? Is it just some trait of the amazing brave Gryffindor to be overly caring? Too caring for their own good. Annoying really, go pester Potter! Or one of your idiot brothers..."
"Gryffindor?" she asked snappily "I don't think many Gryffindor's would've give you the time of day.
"Oh so you're saint Weasley ... I'll have to remember that."
She let the comment pass unanswered as she calmed herself. "I heard your conversation," she continued "Do you want to... you know..."
"Follow you-know-who?" he asked laughing smartly. He'd ruined his secrecy all ready anyway, why not make it worse? "Spend my life hidden from the world. Get tortured as many times as my father is tortured? Die a terrible death? Sounds fun. Weasley, you're lucky he wouldn't try to get you. Imagine, a Weasley following him? Sorry, but he doesn't go for the pathetic. So, you'll never know what it's like."
"You shut up about my family!" she yelled suddenly "Maybe Ron can sit back and listen to you talk like that, but not me! My family is the greatest thing in the world."
"Your father, the muggle lover..." Draco droned more cruel than he needed to be "Your mother, that fat little old lady, and those brothers... do I have to list what's wrong with that lot?"
"At least my fathers never hit me!" she yelled angrily "You call that man who hurt you like that a father. I pity you Malfoy ... you're one to talk about family."
He smiled annoyed and angry that this girl, though younger than him, dared talk to him like he was a child. He nodded grimly. She was right about one thing, he didn't have much of anyone.
"Even if you are a cruel idiot," she muttered silently "I still think it's pretty brave of you."
"Come on girl, save the praise for Perfect Potter and leave me alone now. Honestly, don't you have better thing to do then bother me all day?"
She turned to leave but heard him yell out in shock as he bumped his stomach against the wall. "Can't I just check?" she asked weakly. She couldn't leave him to sit alone in pain. Even if he'd never do the same for her.
"No." he said firmly but she lifted the bottom of his shirt anyway. "Hey!" he yelled "Get away from me now!
"Shut up..." she said tired of hearing him. She winced to see the mark Lucius left on his son. "You're really bruised here... you might want to check with Madam Pomfrey once we get there. There could be broken bones."
"What are you, miss nurse junior?"
"I want to be a nurse someday..." she said without thinking and then blushed. She hated Draco terribly and she had just told him her dreams.
He laughed "Maybe you can bring your family some real money, they'd appreciate it."
"Can't you think of a better insult?" she snapped. The comments about her family's lack of money got old after a time. "Just go see the nurse okay?"
"Yes, and what does the junior nurse think I should tell her happened?"
"The truth might work..." she groaned knowing he wouldn't. He couldn't. As much as she wanted to help him, she knew he couldn't be helped. So why was she trying? She was ready to get up and leave.
"Never."
"Why not?" she asked softly.
He didn't answer Ginny's question even though the reason was obvious. The innocent overprotected girl thought what she'd seen was the worst Lucius could do to him. She had no idea, when he was ten years old, his father had started punishing him with curses that grew increasingly worse. In his second year, he had done the Cruciatus Curse on him, when a note was sent home about Draco's rule breaking. Now Draco was used to it, and he feared his father more greatly than ever. Ginny Weasley didn't know how easy life was for her... and it annoyed him a lot. He was getting ready to walk out and leave.
She pulled out a wand and muttered under her breath. "What did you just do?" he asked suddenly feeling the pain leave him.
"I did a simple spell to numb the pain, it will help. You should get it checked though but that's..."
"None of your business," he almost yelled but he was grateful for the relief and couldn't be terribly angered.
"I don't care that you hate my family. I never want to speak you again you know? EVER! It's just that I'm gonna be a nurse and Madam Pomfrey once told me, they'll heal anyone."
He rolled his eyes slightly "That kindness will get you killed someday in this war." he whispered "What if what you saw wasn't real. What if I am a Death Eater like my father?If I was you'd be dead."
She moved closer to him and half hugged him. It was more just her moving an arm around him. "Too bad, you're not bad enough for them, I can see though you're act.
The door blew slightly ajar and they just stared at each other for a long moment.
The train stopped and Draco's left the compartment. Ginny thought about what he said. Maybe she was letting her guard down too much. She spent so much time worrying and maybe her behavior was putting her at risk. Thanks for the tip...
At lease she hadn't worried about the war efforts for a whole hour. No, she thought stepping off the train and smiling, I worried about Harry and Ron's worst enemy. Odd, I really think he wasn't as angry as he acted.
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Hermione sat in her usual carriage with Ron, Harry and Neville. She sat pondering something she'd just seen and not believed. She'd been walking down the corridors of the train, no longer wanting to hear the endless talk of Quidditch and of course, the girls they wanted to date. Talk about odd conversation for a fifteen year old girl. Anyway, she was walking around and she looked into one of the compartments with a slightly opened door. She saw Ron's little sister Ginny and was going to say hello until she realized Ginny wasn't alone. She was with Draco. Hermione was very unsure of what she saw. Why would Ginny, a Gryffindor and Ron's sister... have any reason to speak to Draco Malfoy? Then she saw them hug awkwardly. What was she seeing? Then the door blew open and she had to run.
"You okay Hermione?" Ron asked.
"Yes, I'm fine." she said smiling "Why would you ask?"
"You look like you're thinking about something."
"Aren't I allowed to think?" she asked. Come on Ron, your little sister is hanging around Malfoy! I don't know what to do..... If I tell, that wouldn't be right. Yet, he could be hurting her. I DON'T KNOW!
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A/N: That's it for chapter one. It didn't have much of a plot yet, chapter two will be up in a day or two but I'd like to know if I should keep it up. I like how this looks so far. There's only one way I can know for sure.
Review!!!
Author: Adamanthea (Kayla)
Summary: Lucius Malfoy is having a horrible argument with Draco at the train station. In a fury he hits his son and a certain Weasley sees and hears the whole thing (D/G)
Disclaimer: Don't own anything at all. J.K Rowling is the master.
A/N: My first Draco/Ginny fic. Please review, I can't say that too many times.
"Now, come on Virginia..." Molly Weasley spoke gently to her shaking daughter "I'm glad you told me this... it scares all of us. Your father and I never wanted you kids to have to live through the same thing we did. I know you worry Ginny, but you are safest with Dumbledore. Nothing will try to hurt you again... ever."
"Mum," she whispered softly "I don't want to go to Hogwarts. So I'm safe? How can I know you're safe? And dad, and Percy.... both... of them at the ministry."
"They will be all right darling, you must have faith. Hurry, the train will be leaving any minute. Everyone else is on all ready, go!"
Ginny hugged her mother and ran to the train. Her mum turned and apparated away. Could she help but be nervous? Last time the Dark Lord was powerful so many wizards and witches had died. What protected her family from the horror? Especially her father and brother being so close to it all. Ginny's thoughts were interrupted by a yell from behind the train. Even though she knew she was late, she went to see who had yelled.
Oh no she thought Could it really be? Yes, it was Lucius Malfoy and his son. Anger ran through her for a second and she vibrated with it. This man was probably the reason she was so scared.In her first year, the worst year of her life, she had been controlled by the soothing voice of Tom Riddle. Tom, the Dark Lord's sixteen year old memory, had made her do such horrible things, she still hadn't forgiven herself for the things she did.
She had later found out, from a grim letter sent by Dumbledore, that this man standing here was the one who gave it to her. She fought the sudden urge to take out her wand and curse him. He caused all that helplessness, the fear and loneliness. He did that to me! I can't believe I'm seeing him again. Last time I saw him I couldn't say a word, but this time.
She leaned in further and listened intently to their conversations.
"It is time you left your childhood behind you!" Lucius roared then his voice went soft. Cooly, he spoke again "Draco, we no longer need to cover it up. I have told 'Him' a lot about you. He says you have potential... join us now! You need to leave Hogwarts behind or I'll..."
"Or you'll kill me?" Draco laughed softly "Haven't you used that one before father? And haven't I said to go on and do it all ready? If I die, I die."
"You will pay for your foolishness boy! You will not go this year, come now. I've changed my mind, I am not paying for your mistakes. I don't want to be tortured for you, it is your turn."
"No."
Lucius raised his wand. "Expelliarmus!" Draco yelled and the wand flew "See father, I can block your attacks. You don't have the power to tell me. I'm going to school... I don't want to be like you."
"Why not?" Lucius asked "What can the muggle lover teach you that the greatest wizard of all time can't. I forbid you to go!"
"Then why did you take me here anyway?" he asked "Changing your mind at the last minute father? We never had this fight before, I had no idea your intentions changed."
"He dislikes me hiding my identity." Lucius said "I worry that you may get yourself out of his favor... I care for you."
"That's the biggest laugh I've ever heard."
Suddenly Lucius hit his son hard. Draco smiled in pain. "Reduced to that? No curses this time? I will be seeing you next summer."
Lucius hit him again over the head with his staff. Draco felt a terrible pain, he felt like he was going to pass out. He ran into the train. I've got to get out of here he thought desperately I cannot take the curses anymore.In front of him he saw a flash of red hair and a small girl stood in front of him.
"Weasley? What do you want?" he sneered. It was the youngest of the Weasleys, the whiny little girl. He remembered her name and face well... after his second year, his father had admitted to the family that he put Voldemort's diary into her book. He'd never given her much thought, so why was she standing there?
"Uh... I ... I just." she stuttered nervously not knowing whether or not to say what she saw. She pulled at her hair, which fell messily around her face.
"Well?" he asked staring. She was standing there gaping like an idiot. "Do you know how to talk? I'm not sitting around and waiting for you anymore... honestly!"
"I..." she smiled in her nerves and yelled "I saw you and your father!"
He looked around to see if anyone heard."So?" he asked feeling rather nervous.
"So, care to explain what I saw and heard?"
"No, as if I want to talk to you."
She looked at him. He was staring at her annoyed, his eyes piercingly clear. He scowled and his hair fell over his face in a mix of anger and nervousness.
"I heard it all," she whispered "I was on the other side of the train."
He walked into a compartment and she followed. "Great, now I have stupid girls like you listening on private conversations, what else can go wrong in my life? You'll pay for it if you tell anyone, I swear... my father will..."
She spoke up quietly and then grew bolder "Your father will... hurt me? Like he did to you..."
Draco nervously touched his stomach and head, where he had been hit. He looked down at the girl, who was quite a bit shorter than he was.
"Don't worry," she looked into his eyes. She tried her hardest to show that she cared "I'm not telling Malfoy ..."
Draco sighed in sudden relief. If she told anyone, he felt that his father would have killed him. Yet, why was Ginny Weasley not telling? She was one of the goody goody Weasleys, why wouldn't she tell the truth?
Ginny sat down next to him and moved a little closer. He touched his stomach again and made a small hurt noise. Ginny stared at him. "God, you're annoying!" he snapped "Stop looking at me like that!"
"Are you hurt badly?" she asked gently looking at the way he held his body. She knew Draco Malfoy was bad stuff, she knew he hated her... but seeing him like that was too much. Ron told her so many terrible things about him, but he didn't look so terrible. Ginny Weasley had always been naturally loving. She wanted to be a nurse when she grew up and bad or good, this boy was obviously in pain, inside and outside.
"No." he said rolling his eyes,"Why do you care anyway? Is it just some trait of the amazing brave Gryffindor to be overly caring? Too caring for their own good. Annoying really, go pester Potter! Or one of your idiot brothers..."
"Gryffindor?" she asked snappily "I don't think many Gryffindor's would've give you the time of day.
"Oh so you're saint Weasley ... I'll have to remember that."
She let the comment pass unanswered as she calmed herself. "I heard your conversation," she continued "Do you want to... you know..."
"Follow you-know-who?" he asked laughing smartly. He'd ruined his secrecy all ready anyway, why not make it worse? "Spend my life hidden from the world. Get tortured as many times as my father is tortured? Die a terrible death? Sounds fun. Weasley, you're lucky he wouldn't try to get you. Imagine, a Weasley following him? Sorry, but he doesn't go for the pathetic. So, you'll never know what it's like."
"You shut up about my family!" she yelled suddenly "Maybe Ron can sit back and listen to you talk like that, but not me! My family is the greatest thing in the world."
"Your father, the muggle lover..." Draco droned more cruel than he needed to be "Your mother, that fat little old lady, and those brothers... do I have to list what's wrong with that lot?"
"At least my fathers never hit me!" she yelled angrily "You call that man who hurt you like that a father. I pity you Malfoy ... you're one to talk about family."
He smiled annoyed and angry that this girl, though younger than him, dared talk to him like he was a child. He nodded grimly. She was right about one thing, he didn't have much of anyone.
"Even if you are a cruel idiot," she muttered silently "I still think it's pretty brave of you."
"Come on girl, save the praise for Perfect Potter and leave me alone now. Honestly, don't you have better thing to do then bother me all day?"
She turned to leave but heard him yell out in shock as he bumped his stomach against the wall. "Can't I just check?" she asked weakly. She couldn't leave him to sit alone in pain. Even if he'd never do the same for her.
"No." he said firmly but she lifted the bottom of his shirt anyway. "Hey!" he yelled "Get away from me now!
"Shut up..." she said tired of hearing him. She winced to see the mark Lucius left on his son. "You're really bruised here... you might want to check with Madam Pomfrey once we get there. There could be broken bones."
"What are you, miss nurse junior?"
"I want to be a nurse someday..." she said without thinking and then blushed. She hated Draco terribly and she had just told him her dreams.
He laughed "Maybe you can bring your family some real money, they'd appreciate it."
"Can't you think of a better insult?" she snapped. The comments about her family's lack of money got old after a time. "Just go see the nurse okay?"
"Yes, and what does the junior nurse think I should tell her happened?"
"The truth might work..." she groaned knowing he wouldn't. He couldn't. As much as she wanted to help him, she knew he couldn't be helped. So why was she trying? She was ready to get up and leave.
"Never."
"Why not?" she asked softly.
He didn't answer Ginny's question even though the reason was obvious. The innocent overprotected girl thought what she'd seen was the worst Lucius could do to him. She had no idea, when he was ten years old, his father had started punishing him with curses that grew increasingly worse. In his second year, he had done the Cruciatus Curse on him, when a note was sent home about Draco's rule breaking. Now Draco was used to it, and he feared his father more greatly than ever. Ginny Weasley didn't know how easy life was for her... and it annoyed him a lot. He was getting ready to walk out and leave.
She pulled out a wand and muttered under her breath. "What did you just do?" he asked suddenly feeling the pain leave him.
"I did a simple spell to numb the pain, it will help. You should get it checked though but that's..."
"None of your business," he almost yelled but he was grateful for the relief and couldn't be terribly angered.
"I don't care that you hate my family. I never want to speak you again you know? EVER! It's just that I'm gonna be a nurse and Madam Pomfrey once told me, they'll heal anyone."
He rolled his eyes slightly "That kindness will get you killed someday in this war." he whispered "What if what you saw wasn't real. What if I am a Death Eater like my father?If I was you'd be dead."
She moved closer to him and half hugged him. It was more just her moving an arm around him. "Too bad, you're not bad enough for them, I can see though you're act.
The door blew slightly ajar and they just stared at each other for a long moment.
The train stopped and Draco's left the compartment. Ginny thought about what he said. Maybe she was letting her guard down too much. She spent so much time worrying and maybe her behavior was putting her at risk. Thanks for the tip...
At lease she hadn't worried about the war efforts for a whole hour. No, she thought stepping off the train and smiling, I worried about Harry and Ron's worst enemy. Odd, I really think he wasn't as angry as he acted.
~*~*~*~*
Hermione sat in her usual carriage with Ron, Harry and Neville. She sat pondering something she'd just seen and not believed. She'd been walking down the corridors of the train, no longer wanting to hear the endless talk of Quidditch and of course, the girls they wanted to date. Talk about odd conversation for a fifteen year old girl. Anyway, she was walking around and she looked into one of the compartments with a slightly opened door. She saw Ron's little sister Ginny and was going to say hello until she realized Ginny wasn't alone. She was with Draco. Hermione was very unsure of what she saw. Why would Ginny, a Gryffindor and Ron's sister... have any reason to speak to Draco Malfoy? Then she saw them hug awkwardly. What was she seeing? Then the door blew open and she had to run.
"You okay Hermione?" Ron asked.
"Yes, I'm fine." she said smiling "Why would you ask?"
"You look like you're thinking about something."
"Aren't I allowed to think?" she asked. Come on Ron, your little sister is hanging around Malfoy! I don't know what to do..... If I tell, that wouldn't be right. Yet, he could be hurting her. I DON'T KNOW!
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A/N: That's it for chapter one. It didn't have much of a plot yet, chapter two will be up in a day or two but I'd like to know if I should keep it up. I like how this looks so far. There's only one way I can know for sure.
Review!!!