Ginny bowed her head to Draco, as he entered the room. he'd bruised her when he'd delivered that slap.

'Weasel, I ne.' Draco started.

'Malfoy, I'm sorry; I've just caused you more trouble.' She sighed and looked down at her feet. The world started to spin, around and around Ginny felt sick, and just had time to wonder why the ground was coming towards her at an alarming rate.

Draco rushed over to the girl on the floor and picked her up as he did so the sleeve of her robes slipped and Draco saw what Ginny had meant, the pale girl had cut her wrists. He quickly got out his wand and sealed the cuts. Ginny stirred on his bed. Draco frowned at her; he had to explain something to her. Ginny opened her eyes to see Draco smiling at her, she attempted to speak but he put one of his fingers to her lips, she ignored that and spoke any way.

'Malfoy. why won't you let me die?' she asked him.

'Little Weasel, you're in my house and I have just saved your life for the second time.'

'Uh-huh, have you told my family where I am?' she said to him, Draco grinned at her.

'Of course I have, they didn't want you to come back home until the end of your fourth year, and everything that you own is at my house.' He smirked at her. Ginny blinked back tears, her family was abandoning her? Why didn't they want her? The tears started to poor down her face, she leaned over and sank her head into a pillow on the bed not wanting draco to see her cry tears of shame.

'Let me die.' She pleaded with him, ' I am nothing.'

'Wretch, do you know what you owe me for saving your life?' he asked her.

'N.no, I don't but.what ever it is.of mine you can.have it.' She said between sobs. Draco grabbed her in his arms and pulled her once again onto his lap, this time he soothed her with words, and coaxed her into sleep.

'Done little weasel, you're mine now.'