Ginny slowly got better, and she was soon back in her classes. Draco kept a close eye on her though.
One day he watched one of the seventh year Slytherin boys approach Ginny. Draco got as close as he could without being seen by either of them.
"So, Will you?" The boy asked her. What was his name again? Draco Racked his mind for the name until one of the names finally clicked. Zack, that was the name.
Draco saw Ginny smile slightly, although he recognized the look in her eyes; He knew what had been asked. Zack had asked if she would go out with him. He probably would have been playing with her. But instead, it was going to be just the opposite.
"Sure," she replied with a small mischievous smile on her red painted lips. "Just remember one thing, Zack. Sometimes, the cutest kittens, have the sharpest claws." Ginny leaned up, placing a soft kiss on the unsuspecting boys lips before starting towards her next class.
Draco quick caught up with her. "You're bad, you know that?"
She chuckled softly, the sound strange when it came from her lips. It was not something she did often, but Draco was permitted to hear her laughter. "After going though shit, you'd be, too."
Draco started to say something, but up ahead they could see the Golden Three. Ron turned his head and saw the two walking towards them, and he snorted.
I can't believe you're my own blood, Ginny. Here you are, walking with a i Malfoy /i, all dressed up in Slytherin Robes. It's an utter disgrace!"
"Then rest at peace knowing, Ron, that I'm not," Ginny said; Ron blinked a few times in confusion. "They toys with your little mind, Ron, to make you think I was your blood sister. I was eight when your parents adopted me." Ginny smirked as she watched Ron's expression of sheer surprise crossed his face.
She pushed past the three and turned into one of the unused corridors.
"Why are we going this way?" Draco inquired. He knew well that this was not the way to their potions class they were currently supposed to be in.
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i c It's easier to run
Replacing this pain with something numb
It's so much easier to go
Then to face all this pain here all alone /c /i
"Go to class," was all that Ginny said as she leaned against the cold wall behind her. She breathed in deeply, and gave a soft sigh.
"What's wrong, Ginny?" Draco did indeed seem concerned about the girl in front of him.
"I said, go to class!" Ginny's voice was sharp, and even not Draco would dare argue with her.
"Be careful," he said as he turned to walk towards the potions class. "Don't be too late, and don't get lost." He said the last part as a joke. Snape usually didn't care all that much is Slytherin students were late to his class, unless they didn't finish their work.
Ginny shook her head at him and started to walk towards the Slytherin common room.
i c Something has been taken
From deep inside of me
A secret I've kept locked away
No one can ever see
Wounds so deep they never show
They never go away
Like moving pictures in my head
For years and years they've played /c /i
Draco went to the slyherin common room after potions. Ginny had never come to the class, and he wanted to know if she was all right or not.
After failing to find Ginny in the common room, Draco headed up to her dorm room. He swung open the door slowly, but no one was in the room. He nearly disregarded the piece of parchment that laid on Ginny's comforter on her four-poster bed. Picking it up, he read it to himself, and his eyes widened.
i Dear Draco,
I sincerely apologize for what I am doing. I'm afraid that it's finally my time to leave. You will find my body close to the forbidden forest, next to the lake. I'm sorry.
With love, Ginny
That was all that there was. Draco stood there for a few moments, stunned, before bolting out the door. i c If I could change I would
Take back the pain I would
Retrace every wrong move that I made I would
If I could
Stand up and take the blame I would
If I could take all my shame to the grave
I would
If I could change I would
Take back the pain I would
Retrace every wrong move that I made I would
If I could
Stand up and take the blame I would
I would take all my shame to the grave /c /i
Tears and blood mixed with the cool, dark blue water of the like. She watched as the blade dropped into the lake from her shaking hand; she couldn't hold it anymore. The blade sank slowly out of sight, deep into the depths of the lake. Blood arose to the surface, floating like red paint. Except, it wasn't: it was her blood.
i c It's easier to run
Replacing this pain with something numb
It's so much easier to go
Then face all this pain here all alone
Sometimes I remember
The darkness of my past
Bringing back these memories
I wish I didn't have
Sometimes I think of letting go
And never looking back
And never moving forward do
There would never be a past /c /i
Ginny's vision blurred, and she closed her eyes for what she hoped would be the last time. She listened as the droplets of blood fell into the lake. Warm blood pooled in and around her wound before sliding down onto her hand to fall into the lake.
c i If I could change I would
Take back the pain I would
Retrace every wrong move that I made I would
If I could
Stand up and take the blame I would
If I could take all my shame to the grave
I would
If I could change I would
Take back the pain I would
Retrace every wrong move I made I would
If I could
Stand up and take the blame I would
I would take all my shame to the grave. /i /c
Ginny smiled a genuine smile: She knew she would soon be free. The pain she felt inside... It hurt so much. She sighed softly and opened her eyes, looking into the water in front of her. She couldn't even tell if it was her anymore. She closed her eyes and smiled again, tracing a scar up her arm. Her father... It still hadn't faded, that scar he had given her.
c i Just washing it aside
All of this Helplessness inside
Pretending I don't feel misplaced
Is so much simpler then change
It's easier to run
Replacing this pain with something numb
It's so much easier to go
Then face all this pain here all alone /i /c
Her thoughts were starting to become like her vision was: blurred. Lightheadedness overcame her. Then, everything slowly became numb. There was no more pain, no more thoughts, no more sight, and no more sound to her ears, or so she thought.
Distantly, she could hear someone yelling. What were they saying/ the thought was quickly washed away from her mind; she didn't want to know. She could bearly feel the warm arms wrap around her, and then, all fell into darkness. A deep void that Ginny hoped to never be pulled out of.
c i It's easier to run
If I could change I would
Take back the pain I would
Retrace every wrong move I made
It's easier to go
If I could change I would
Take back the pain I would
Retrace every wrong move that I made I would
If I could
Stand up and take the blame I would
I would take all my shame
To the grave. /i /c
AN: Goddess and Nanami, please let this HTML work... Anyway, sorry it took so long to get up, people. I've been kinda busy. See, I had it all written up. I was just too lazy to post it. ^^;; Felton-fanatic can vouch for me. What will happen in the next chapter? Will Draco get there in time? And who IS the person who is there? You'll have to find out in the next chapter!
One day he watched one of the seventh year Slytherin boys approach Ginny. Draco got as close as he could without being seen by either of them.
"So, Will you?" The boy asked her. What was his name again? Draco Racked his mind for the name until one of the names finally clicked. Zack, that was the name.
Draco saw Ginny smile slightly, although he recognized the look in her eyes; He knew what had been asked. Zack had asked if she would go out with him. He probably would have been playing with her. But instead, it was going to be just the opposite.
"Sure," she replied with a small mischievous smile on her red painted lips. "Just remember one thing, Zack. Sometimes, the cutest kittens, have the sharpest claws." Ginny leaned up, placing a soft kiss on the unsuspecting boys lips before starting towards her next class.
Draco quick caught up with her. "You're bad, you know that?"
She chuckled softly, the sound strange when it came from her lips. It was not something she did often, but Draco was permitted to hear her laughter. "After going though shit, you'd be, too."
Draco started to say something, but up ahead they could see the Golden Three. Ron turned his head and saw the two walking towards them, and he snorted.
I can't believe you're my own blood, Ginny. Here you are, walking with a i Malfoy /i, all dressed up in Slytherin Robes. It's an utter disgrace!"
"Then rest at peace knowing, Ron, that I'm not," Ginny said; Ron blinked a few times in confusion. "They toys with your little mind, Ron, to make you think I was your blood sister. I was eight when your parents adopted me." Ginny smirked as she watched Ron's expression of sheer surprise crossed his face.
She pushed past the three and turned into one of the unused corridors.
"Why are we going this way?" Draco inquired. He knew well that this was not the way to their potions class they were currently supposed to be in.
((God I hope this HTML works...))
i c It's easier to run
Replacing this pain with something numb
It's so much easier to go
Then to face all this pain here all alone /c /i
"Go to class," was all that Ginny said as she leaned against the cold wall behind her. She breathed in deeply, and gave a soft sigh.
"What's wrong, Ginny?" Draco did indeed seem concerned about the girl in front of him.
"I said, go to class!" Ginny's voice was sharp, and even not Draco would dare argue with her.
"Be careful," he said as he turned to walk towards the potions class. "Don't be too late, and don't get lost." He said the last part as a joke. Snape usually didn't care all that much is Slytherin students were late to his class, unless they didn't finish their work.
Ginny shook her head at him and started to walk towards the Slytherin common room.
i c Something has been taken
From deep inside of me
A secret I've kept locked away
No one can ever see
Wounds so deep they never show
They never go away
Like moving pictures in my head
For years and years they've played /c /i
Draco went to the slyherin common room after potions. Ginny had never come to the class, and he wanted to know if she was all right or not.
After failing to find Ginny in the common room, Draco headed up to her dorm room. He swung open the door slowly, but no one was in the room. He nearly disregarded the piece of parchment that laid on Ginny's comforter on her four-poster bed. Picking it up, he read it to himself, and his eyes widened.
i Dear Draco,
I sincerely apologize for what I am doing. I'm afraid that it's finally my time to leave. You will find my body close to the forbidden forest, next to the lake. I'm sorry.
With love, Ginny
That was all that there was. Draco stood there for a few moments, stunned, before bolting out the door. i c If I could change I would
Take back the pain I would
Retrace every wrong move that I made I would
If I could
Stand up and take the blame I would
If I could take all my shame to the grave
I would
If I could change I would
Take back the pain I would
Retrace every wrong move that I made I would
If I could
Stand up and take the blame I would
I would take all my shame to the grave /c /i
Tears and blood mixed with the cool, dark blue water of the like. She watched as the blade dropped into the lake from her shaking hand; she couldn't hold it anymore. The blade sank slowly out of sight, deep into the depths of the lake. Blood arose to the surface, floating like red paint. Except, it wasn't: it was her blood.
i c It's easier to run
Replacing this pain with something numb
It's so much easier to go
Then face all this pain here all alone
Sometimes I remember
The darkness of my past
Bringing back these memories
I wish I didn't have
Sometimes I think of letting go
And never looking back
And never moving forward do
There would never be a past /c /i
Ginny's vision blurred, and she closed her eyes for what she hoped would be the last time. She listened as the droplets of blood fell into the lake. Warm blood pooled in and around her wound before sliding down onto her hand to fall into the lake.
c i If I could change I would
Take back the pain I would
Retrace every wrong move that I made I would
If I could
Stand up and take the blame I would
If I could take all my shame to the grave
I would
If I could change I would
Take back the pain I would
Retrace every wrong move I made I would
If I could
Stand up and take the blame I would
I would take all my shame to the grave. /i /c
Ginny smiled a genuine smile: She knew she would soon be free. The pain she felt inside... It hurt so much. She sighed softly and opened her eyes, looking into the water in front of her. She couldn't even tell if it was her anymore. She closed her eyes and smiled again, tracing a scar up her arm. Her father... It still hadn't faded, that scar he had given her.
c i Just washing it aside
All of this Helplessness inside
Pretending I don't feel misplaced
Is so much simpler then change
It's easier to run
Replacing this pain with something numb
It's so much easier to go
Then face all this pain here all alone /i /c
Her thoughts were starting to become like her vision was: blurred. Lightheadedness overcame her. Then, everything slowly became numb. There was no more pain, no more thoughts, no more sight, and no more sound to her ears, or so she thought.
Distantly, she could hear someone yelling. What were they saying/ the thought was quickly washed away from her mind; she didn't want to know. She could bearly feel the warm arms wrap around her, and then, all fell into darkness. A deep void that Ginny hoped to never be pulled out of.
c i It's easier to run
If I could change I would
Take back the pain I would
Retrace every wrong move I made
It's easier to go
If I could change I would
Take back the pain I would
Retrace every wrong move that I made I would
If I could
Stand up and take the blame I would
I would take all my shame
To the grave. /i /c
AN: Goddess and Nanami, please let this HTML work... Anyway, sorry it took so long to get up, people. I've been kinda busy. See, I had it all written up. I was just too lazy to post it. ^^;; Felton-fanatic can vouch for me. What will happen in the next chapter? Will Draco get there in time? And who IS the person who is there? You'll have to find out in the next chapter!