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He walked up the flight of stairs, enraged by what had been done to her. Without knocking, he opened the door to the fifth year girls dormitory without a second thought. Some of the girls who were not in the best of wear (some of who were only in towels) screamed and hurried into the bathroom.
Draco growled a bit as he pulled out his want and pointed it at the girl who was Pansy, and her skin suddenly acquired a milky color. What was he going to do to her? Had the little girl snitched?
"How DARE you do something like that Pansy! What in the name of the seven hells were you thinking?! What if you were caught? What if someone found her before I did?! You left it on her Pansy! She knew what had happened to her! What if she told someone?!" Those who were in the room slowly backed away from Draco as he yelled at the girl in front of him.
"What if, what if," Pansy said in that annoying tone of hers. "That's al your saying, what if. She wasn't found before you, she didn't tell anyone. Besides, I don't think she will. She looked scared out of her wits when he put it on her," she said with a cruel smile.
That was when Draco slapped her. She gasped at the force of it and where he had slapped her, a red mark slowly appeared; the next day it would surly be a bruise. "You stay away from her, or You'll be sorry. Believe me, you'll be sorry," Draco said in her ear, his voice no more then a low, cold hiss and then he pulled away. He pocketed his wand and headed towards the door.
The room was silent after he closed the door. Pansy sat there, stunned at what he had just done and said. He was protecting her. Draco Malfoy, The Dragon, was protecting a little Gryffindor who had somehow managed to get into Slytherin.
The girls slowly came out and went back to what they were doing; no one said a word about what had just occurred, and Pansy was grateful for it.
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The blonde haired boy slowly opened the door so not to make any noise. He had been pacing around the castle for quite some time; it was about two o'clock in the morning by now.
Hermione had fallen asleep on the floor, so he gently picked her up and laid her on one of the beds that was not being used. The brunet curled up under the covers, seeming thankful for the warmth that surrounded her.
Draco sat gently down on the bed where Ginny sat and examined her with his eyes. Her major wounds, both inner and outer, were both healed. The only visible wounds left were minor scrapes and the such. He was glad that he had asked Hermione to help; he wouldn't have been able to do this.
Ginny's sleeve seemed to be jumbled up close to her left shoulder as if someone had pulled up her sleeve then put it back down hastily. He assumed Hermione had to inject something, or something like that when she was healing Ginny, so he took no heed of it.
Eventually, he himself drifted off to sleep there next to her.
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Hermione shook him gently the next morning and he groaned softly. "Let me sleep some more... I don't have to get up yet..." He turned over and bumped into the sleeping Ginny and he opened his eyes, suddenly realizing where he was and hurriedly got out of the bed.
The memories of what had happened last night soon flooded his head and he looked towards Hermione who looked as if she had just gotten up. "Will she be all right?" Were the first intellectual words that came out of his mouth.
She nodded a bit. "It... depends on how you would classify that, really. Physically, she will be fine. She has some minor bleeding inside one of her inner organs, but I healed that right up and as you can see, most of the outer wounds are healed. But... there's one thing..." Draco nodded and gestured for her to show him, so she walked over to Ginny's left side and sat down on the bed softy, so not to wake the girl up. Delicately, Hermione lifted up the girls sleeve up to her elbow to revile a horrid looking tattoo.
The tattoo was of a skull and it had a snake coming out of it's mouth. There was nothing pretty about it, and that was to be expected. It was black at the moment; Draco knew it had just been made. He seemed a bit paler then usual, then he sighed a bit.
"Please don't tell anyone, Hermione... If you do... Then it's a loose, loose situation. She'll either be captured by the ministry, or killed by the dark lord before the ministry can get their hands on her," Draco said. And they'll kill the rest of us too... Every last one, he thought to himself.
He couldn't let Ginny be killed because of that. Why was be being so protective of her suddenly? He bearly knew the girl. That would have to wait. Right now he would wait for Ginny to wake up. He needed to talk to her.
He walked up the flight of stairs, enraged by what had been done to her. Without knocking, he opened the door to the fifth year girls dormitory without a second thought. Some of the girls who were not in the best of wear (some of who were only in towels) screamed and hurried into the bathroom.
Draco growled a bit as he pulled out his want and pointed it at the girl who was Pansy, and her skin suddenly acquired a milky color. What was he going to do to her? Had the little girl snitched?
"How DARE you do something like that Pansy! What in the name of the seven hells were you thinking?! What if you were caught? What if someone found her before I did?! You left it on her Pansy! She knew what had happened to her! What if she told someone?!" Those who were in the room slowly backed away from Draco as he yelled at the girl in front of him.
"What if, what if," Pansy said in that annoying tone of hers. "That's al your saying, what if. She wasn't found before you, she didn't tell anyone. Besides, I don't think she will. She looked scared out of her wits when he put it on her," she said with a cruel smile.
That was when Draco slapped her. She gasped at the force of it and where he had slapped her, a red mark slowly appeared; the next day it would surly be a bruise. "You stay away from her, or You'll be sorry. Believe me, you'll be sorry," Draco said in her ear, his voice no more then a low, cold hiss and then he pulled away. He pocketed his wand and headed towards the door.
The room was silent after he closed the door. Pansy sat there, stunned at what he had just done and said. He was protecting her. Draco Malfoy, The Dragon, was protecting a little Gryffindor who had somehow managed to get into Slytherin.
The girls slowly came out and went back to what they were doing; no one said a word about what had just occurred, and Pansy was grateful for it.
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The blonde haired boy slowly opened the door so not to make any noise. He had been pacing around the castle for quite some time; it was about two o'clock in the morning by now.
Hermione had fallen asleep on the floor, so he gently picked her up and laid her on one of the beds that was not being used. The brunet curled up under the covers, seeming thankful for the warmth that surrounded her.
Draco sat gently down on the bed where Ginny sat and examined her with his eyes. Her major wounds, both inner and outer, were both healed. The only visible wounds left were minor scrapes and the such. He was glad that he had asked Hermione to help; he wouldn't have been able to do this.
Ginny's sleeve seemed to be jumbled up close to her left shoulder as if someone had pulled up her sleeve then put it back down hastily. He assumed Hermione had to inject something, or something like that when she was healing Ginny, so he took no heed of it.
Eventually, he himself drifted off to sleep there next to her.
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Hermione shook him gently the next morning and he groaned softly. "Let me sleep some more... I don't have to get up yet..." He turned over and bumped into the sleeping Ginny and he opened his eyes, suddenly realizing where he was and hurriedly got out of the bed.
The memories of what had happened last night soon flooded his head and he looked towards Hermione who looked as if she had just gotten up. "Will she be all right?" Were the first intellectual words that came out of his mouth.
She nodded a bit. "It... depends on how you would classify that, really. Physically, she will be fine. She has some minor bleeding inside one of her inner organs, but I healed that right up and as you can see, most of the outer wounds are healed. But... there's one thing..." Draco nodded and gestured for her to show him, so she walked over to Ginny's left side and sat down on the bed softy, so not to wake the girl up. Delicately, Hermione lifted up the girls sleeve up to her elbow to revile a horrid looking tattoo.
The tattoo was of a skull and it had a snake coming out of it's mouth. There was nothing pretty about it, and that was to be expected. It was black at the moment; Draco knew it had just been made. He seemed a bit paler then usual, then he sighed a bit.
"Please don't tell anyone, Hermione... If you do... Then it's a loose, loose situation. She'll either be captured by the ministry, or killed by the dark lord before the ministry can get their hands on her," Draco said. And they'll kill the rest of us too... Every last one, he thought to himself.
He couldn't let Ginny be killed because of that. Why was be being so protective of her suddenly? He bearly knew the girl. That would have to wait. Right now he would wait for Ginny to wake up. He needed to talk to her.