"NO!" she screamed, flying out of her bed, falling on the ground, beside
her bed, shaking.
The floor was ice cold, and she felt so alone in the dark. Alone.
Oh my god she thought. Draco!
"NO! DRACO! She screamed and her voice broke as she started to cry.
She was trembling hard, trying to focus her sight but everything was blurred. And the images came back.
"OH GOD NO" she cried, hitting herself hard in the chest, as if to hit the pain, growing, fast.
"IT CAN'T BE! DRACO! I'm alive! I'm alive! "She cried out in pain and started to tear at her hair.
"Don't.." She sobbed, throwing herself as the images overcame her
"DON'T KILL HIM!" She screamed with all her might as the image went threw her and her eyes were now drained with tears.
He felt a blinding pain of pure grief and sorrow go threw her, and her head tilted backwards as she started to shake.
"Come... back..." she sobbed.
"I need. I need..you... Don't..." she whispered, pleadingly. She stated to itch her arms, scratched the scars, and finally. Finally she saw blood appear. It calmed her a bit.
She felt all her powers draining, for that dream. or what it had been had been so.. Horrible. Sick. . She noticed that she was now on her back, still crying but her thoughts were drifting away.
Her heart was aching and she only felt a stabbing pain.
She started to shiver, and her head was now pounding.
She screamed once again, but this time it wasn't anything human like. It sounded like a wounded animal, and she felt like one.
She fell once again backwards, and hit her head on the floor.
Then she lost consciousness.
*
"Oh fuck" he swore as he saw the figure that was on the floor, barely breathing.
Her arms. he thought as he saw the blood, horror was mixed with grief.
He felt a rush of panic go threw him, a familiar feeling.
He knelt before her, and checked her pulse.
Slow but normal.
He sighed out in relief.
I..failed..he thought.
" not again" he whispered and felt his heart break, tears were swimming in his eyes.
He lifted her carefully on the bed and watched as she started to awaken.
She was a beauty, such a good spirit.
My Ginny, I want to protect you. he thought.
She looks so distressed, she looks so broken.
What just happened he thought?
"Ginny?" he whispered softly.
"No..." she sobbed... it sounded like her heart was broken; this made him very uneasy and worried.
She started weakly to cry, and he held her in a soft embrace.
She cringed at him and suddenly she opened her eyes. He saw her eyes change from sadness to disbelief and then joy.
How curious. he thought.
"Draco" she whispered... "You're ... Alive" she whispered then cried out in pure relief.
Draco held her in a tight grip and felt his heart getting filled with love.
But yet... he was worried. She had thought that he was. Dead?
But he decided that right now, he should give her that what she needed the most, comfort, safety
and love.
*
She was now sleeping, peacefully.
She is so beautiful he thought with a sad smile on his lips.
His heart was aching in sorrow.
This is so hard he thought.
He massaged his temple; a headache was on its way he thought.
"I love you so much, let me help you" he whispered, sorrow filled his empty heart.
He would never be sure if she still was suicidal, ,maybe I should just. end it.
But he regretted the thought just as fast as it had appeared. He loved her. She was his life.
He watched her hands that lay on the bed sheets, wounds all over.
Oh how he knew that I helped to see blood.
Blood was purifying. It rinsed all your bad dreams and thoughts.
It calmed a distressed soul.
But it was also dangerous, if you didn't keep control.
Ginny... couldn't handle it. She was too weak, for an other hand. He could.
He pulled up his sleeve and watched the scars that marked his forearms.
He touched them gently with a finger, sending shivers up his spine.
He closed his eyes when the satisfaction filled him.
Yes, I controlled this. But Ginny, she must stop.
I must help her, before it is too late.
Before she ends up like me.
A monster.
AN/ ha-ha! I didn't kill her.. or did I? ha ha They are one of a kind, aren't they.hmm., ideas are popping in my head..
I love all of my reviewers. Its such an joy to read reviews.. Weird actually. that I get so inspired of them. well, I raise my glass to you all and
REVIEW PLEASE!! OPINNIONS ARE NEEDED.. bai bai
The floor was ice cold, and she felt so alone in the dark. Alone.
Oh my god she thought. Draco!
"NO! DRACO! She screamed and her voice broke as she started to cry.
She was trembling hard, trying to focus her sight but everything was blurred. And the images came back.
"OH GOD NO" she cried, hitting herself hard in the chest, as if to hit the pain, growing, fast.
"IT CAN'T BE! DRACO! I'm alive! I'm alive! "She cried out in pain and started to tear at her hair.
"Don't.." She sobbed, throwing herself as the images overcame her
"DON'T KILL HIM!" She screamed with all her might as the image went threw her and her eyes were now drained with tears.
He felt a blinding pain of pure grief and sorrow go threw her, and her head tilted backwards as she started to shake.
"Come... back..." she sobbed.
"I need. I need..you... Don't..." she whispered, pleadingly. She stated to itch her arms, scratched the scars, and finally. Finally she saw blood appear. It calmed her a bit.
She felt all her powers draining, for that dream. or what it had been had been so.. Horrible. Sick. . She noticed that she was now on her back, still crying but her thoughts were drifting away.
Her heart was aching and she only felt a stabbing pain.
She started to shiver, and her head was now pounding.
She screamed once again, but this time it wasn't anything human like. It sounded like a wounded animal, and she felt like one.
She fell once again backwards, and hit her head on the floor.
Then she lost consciousness.
*
"Oh fuck" he swore as he saw the figure that was on the floor, barely breathing.
Her arms. he thought as he saw the blood, horror was mixed with grief.
He felt a rush of panic go threw him, a familiar feeling.
He knelt before her, and checked her pulse.
Slow but normal.
He sighed out in relief.
I..failed..he thought.
" not again" he whispered and felt his heart break, tears were swimming in his eyes.
He lifted her carefully on the bed and watched as she started to awaken.
She was a beauty, such a good spirit.
My Ginny, I want to protect you. he thought.
She looks so distressed, she looks so broken.
What just happened he thought?
"Ginny?" he whispered softly.
"No..." she sobbed... it sounded like her heart was broken; this made him very uneasy and worried.
She started weakly to cry, and he held her in a soft embrace.
She cringed at him and suddenly she opened her eyes. He saw her eyes change from sadness to disbelief and then joy.
How curious. he thought.
"Draco" she whispered... "You're ... Alive" she whispered then cried out in pure relief.
Draco held her in a tight grip and felt his heart getting filled with love.
But yet... he was worried. She had thought that he was. Dead?
But he decided that right now, he should give her that what she needed the most, comfort, safety
and love.
*
She was now sleeping, peacefully.
She is so beautiful he thought with a sad smile on his lips.
His heart was aching in sorrow.
This is so hard he thought.
He massaged his temple; a headache was on its way he thought.
"I love you so much, let me help you" he whispered, sorrow filled his empty heart.
He would never be sure if she still was suicidal, ,maybe I should just. end it.
But he regretted the thought just as fast as it had appeared. He loved her. She was his life.
He watched her hands that lay on the bed sheets, wounds all over.
Oh how he knew that I helped to see blood.
Blood was purifying. It rinsed all your bad dreams and thoughts.
It calmed a distressed soul.
But it was also dangerous, if you didn't keep control.
Ginny... couldn't handle it. She was too weak, for an other hand. He could.
He pulled up his sleeve and watched the scars that marked his forearms.
He touched them gently with a finger, sending shivers up his spine.
He closed his eyes when the satisfaction filled him.
Yes, I controlled this. But Ginny, she must stop.
I must help her, before it is too late.
Before she ends up like me.
A monster.
AN/ ha-ha! I didn't kill her.. or did I? ha ha They are one of a kind, aren't they.hmm., ideas are popping in my head..
I love all of my reviewers. Its such an joy to read reviews.. Weird actually. that I get so inspired of them. well, I raise my glass to you all and
REVIEW PLEASE!! OPINNIONS ARE NEEDED.. bai bai