I'm baaaaaaaaaaack. How is everyone? Good I hope. I know I said that I am 'a sucker for happy endings' last time, but to be perfectly honest, I'm not entirely sure how this ones gunna end up. Just warning ya!! But I am considering a sequel so rest assured if you don't get a happy ending here you will in the sequel. Sequels have to end in happiness!!!!
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Anonymous reviewer: hahaha, I will GLADLY get the ice…..just so I can melt it on him. Mmmmmmmmmmmmmmm.
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Draco's Angel: I have to tell ya that I absolutely adore Slytherins……ok maybe just Draco, and I reckon Blaise is pretty cool. If I went to Hogwarts I would definitely want to be in Slytherin. Very intriguing. I think of Blaise as a kitten with very sharp claws. Sweet, but deadly when she wants to be. I'm aiming for better and better so that's great.
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Crystal: Lol, the cuteness factor making you go all dizzy, doll? Hehe. Thank you very much, thank you very very very very much.
PhoenixRae: Hahaha. I love Ginny and Draco as a couple.
DISCLAIMER: Not mine, not mine, not mine, not mine, not mine. Nothing is mine. I don't own Draco, Ginny, Harry, Ron, Hermoine, Blaise. Its not mine!!!! DON'T MAKE ME TELL YOU AGAIN. IT KILLS ME!!! ::breaking down into hysterical sobs::
~ This chapter was inspired by my milk chocolate Santa lollipop. I was thinking I could have a milk chocolate Draco lollipop. Then my boyfriend got mad because he thought I didn't want him as a milk chocolate Sean lollipop. So Sean, this is for you. Love you xoxo ~
Chapter 9: A slightly hysterical Gin
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The blackness was engulfing her. Invisible hands entwining around her, pulling at her skin, begging her to give in. Then suddenly a deep velvety voice filled her head.
"You will come to me Virginia. I can give you all you've ever dreamed of."
"NO!!" she screamed trying to run, only to find she was suspended in mid air.
"Forget the boy. I love you Virginia. No one will ever love you but I."
"Leave me alone, please," she begged.
"You will be mine Virginia."
"I hate you,Tom," she whispered spitefully.
Suddenly her head was filled with a blinding white hot pain. She felt warm tears slide down her cheeks.
"YOU LOVE ME VIRGINIA!!" Tom shrieked, his voice full of rage. "You love me. What you have with the boy is a mere infatuation. You will end it, and you will come to me."
"Leave me alone, Tom. Please, just STAY AWAY!" Ginny sobbed.
"We will be together soon, Virginia," Tom replied silkily, "That is a promise."
Ginny woke up sobbing hysterically. She tried to reassure herself it was only a dream. But she knew it was real. Tom wanted her. He did not love her. He wanted her for his own sick pleasure, to control and torture. To use at his own free will.
Stumbling out of bed she pulled her robe on and in a blurred daze made her way out of the portrait hole into the moonlit corridor. She broke into a run. Ginny had no idea where she was going. She just knew she had to get as far away from Gryffindor tower as possible. Away from her bed. Away from the 'dream'. After awhile she realized exactly where she was. She was in the dungeons, right outside the entrance to the Slytherin common room.
The very old severe looking man in the picture looked at her in disgust.
"I don't suppose you know the password, do you?" he asked rudely.
"Let me in," Ginny whispered.
"I must insist you give me the password, Miss."
"Let – me – in," Ginny asked once more gritting her teeth.
"No."
Ginny shrieked in both frustration and anger. "Let me in Goddammit! Let me in or I swear I'll tear you to shreds you lousy painting!"
She kicked the painting with as much force as she could muster hoping to break through, but only succeeding in bruising her foot. Ginny leant her head against the painting breathing heavily, her hands curled into fists as more tears slid down her face.
"Please," she whispered, "please just let me in."
Much to Ginny's surprise the portrait swung open causing her to stumble into the deserted Slytherin common room. But it wasn't quite deserted. In the corner sat Blaise Zabini, writing feverently on a piece of parchment beside Draco, whose head snapped up as she came in.
He took one look at Ginny's tear streaked face and didn't know what to do. So he did what he did whenever he was in doubt. He smirked. Big mistake.
Ginny looked at the smirk across his face and shook her head in disbelief.
"You bastard," she sobbed, "bastard, bastard, BASTARD!!"
Draco's smirk was quickly wiped off his face.
"Uh, I think I'll be leaving now," Blaise muttered, looking uncomfortable as she scooted upstairs.
Ginny turned and started towards the portrait hole again trying desperately to get out the door, but to no avail. Suddenly, she felt arms circle around her waist.
"Shhhhh, it's ok Gin. I'm sorry. It's ok," Draco whispered soothingly.
She turned around and looked up at him, tears still spilling from her eyes and wrapped her arms around him, burying her head into his chest. He stroked her hair softly. He had never had to comfort anyone before. He didn't even know he knew how to do it. But right then, in that moment, it felt like the most natural thing in the world.
As she cried, so many emotions coursed inside of him. Anger. Whoever upset her would have to pay. Pain. She was in pain, and he felt it in all of its intensity. And dare he say it – love. An emotion he never knew he could feel, and yet there it was. As clear as day. Carefully, he lifted her and took her up to his bed. She was clinging to his neck in an almost painful grasp, still hysterical.
He lay her down on his bed, prying her arms from his neck and pulled the curtains around them. Grabbing a blanket, he lay down beside her and pulled her towards him possessively, throwing the blanket over them. He stroked her hair until she fell asleep. The moonlight coming through a crack in the curtains cast an eerie glow across her face making her unsettled expression look almost haunting. Anger pulsed through Draco's veins. Whoever had upset Ginny this much would definitely regret it once Draco was through with them.
He pitied whoever it was. The wrath of Draco Malfoy was about to hit them, and that in its self was enough to make anyone wish they'd never been born.
CONGRATULATONS ADYNA SARIE LA SIN!!! YOU WIN!!! Let me know what ya want Draco to do, okay….ta.
So……..how was that??? Poor Ginny! Slightly hysterical isn't she? Wouldn't you be if a dark powerful wizard was invading your dreams? I KNOW I WOULD! Btw, I know I'm very dramatic……but its 11pm and I'm on a caffeine fix, which could explain that.
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~ SeZzA ~
