"Draco? Draco what's up with you? W-why is there two of you?" Ginny
asked, backing away from the evil glower.
Ginny studied the person standing in front of her. He did not look exactly like Draco. There was a red scar on the skin that lies on the bone between his eyes. His nose seemed slightly larger that Draco's. And there were bite marks on his neck. The bite mark of a vampire.
"You are so naïve Virginia. Well, stupid all the same. I'm not Draco." He pointed at the identical boy that was standing a few feet from him. "He is."
"I-I don't understand," Ginny stuttered.
"Had it ever occurred to you that the Malfoy family is cursed?"
"N-no."
"You thought that Draco´s behaviour was was normal? Well I must say that you are even more dim-witted than I thought."
"What do you mean?" Ginny enquired.
"I mean that I am not Draco. I am Venenifer Malfoy, the greatest of the Malfoys ever to be." 'Venenifer' puffed up his chest proudly and lifted his chin. "No need to ask about your name, though. It has not changed, has it. Red hair, freckles. I must say that you are a Weasley." Ginny felt her blood boil. "Now, I must explain because it is part of the situation."
"What situation?" she spat.
"Stop asking questions. I will explain. That curse does not allow me otherwise. You see, when I lived, which is a good many years ago, a vampire bit me, as you may see from the marks." He showed her the marks in which she had noticed before. "My master, Salazar Slytherin himself, put this curse on my family, the male line. On the son's eighteenth birthday, his blood will turn pure evil. It will change gradually, and every now and again will have hiccups of nasty behaviour. Now, if you can get this orb before I kill you, the curse will be broken. If not," Venenifer smiled evilly, his fangs glittering in the moonlight. "You die and young Master Malfoy's curse will take him."
"S-so do I just kill you?" Ginny asked.
"No you do not. You get the orb and I vanish. Kill me and he dies."
"Please will you give me the soul, Venenifer?" Ginny said, stretching her hand for it, and with her left feeling for her wand.
"Stupid question. Of course I won't! I thought it was quite obvious by now. . .unless you were so stupid as a child that you had to be shown a cucumber whenever it was mentioned. Typical for a poor family," he sneered.
"Insult my family again and I'll kill you," Ginny threatened, taking a step towards him.
"I'd like to see you try. Come on then you miserable scum, show me how honourable your family is. If it even has an inch of honour in its name."
Ginny, as all Weasleys, was more than a tad sensitive about her family, and at the top of her Weasley rage, started towards Venenifer.
But, unfortunately, Venenifer stepped aside at the last moment, forcing Ginny to run straight past him.
"Take a chill pill, Weasel. Ever heard of the 'Cage the Rage Technique'?" His question was answered when Ginny attacked him again. "Perhaps not," he said as he stepped aside again.
"Ok that's it," Ginny said, grabbing her wand. She pointed it at him.
"Remember. Kill me and he dies, too. Hurt me and you hurt him."
"Accio Orb!" Ginny exclaimed. The orb did not move.
"Honestly, Weasley. I am a powerful wizard. You did not expect a summoning charm to work? Tut tut," he clicked his tongue.
Ginny lowered her wand. She was starting to panic. Draco just stood and watched. "Draco help me here!" she pleaded.
"I can't. If I try to help you it would be like battling myself. I can't. Sorry Virginia," he apologized, his eyes darkening.
Venenifer chuckled. "Wise move, boy. Now Virginia, time is running out."
"Time? I'm being timed?" Ginny demanded.
Venenifer out his hand to his mouth in mock regret and closed his eyes. "Oh dear! I forgot to tell you! Oh silly, silly me. Bad Venenifer, bad!" He chuckled again. When he opened his eyes he found that Virginia was gone. "Wh-AH!" Ginny had used her opportunity to sneak around him and attack him from behind. Venenifer lay on the ground with Ginny on top. Ginny punched him repeatedly around the face.
Venenifer was bleeding now, and so was Draco. Both their faces were covered in bruises and blood. Ginny gasped when she saw Draco. "Oh sorry Draco!"
"Don't worry Virginia just carry on!" Draco said through his wincing.
Ginny bit her lip and grabbed for the orb. Venenifer's hand moved so she missed. She tried again. She missed. Venenifer seemed to like games. He chuckled at her failed attempts.
"Stop playing games Malfoy! Go ahead and punch me if you like!" Ginny exclaimed without thinking.
"I have been taught not to punch a lady. I will not go against that," he chuckled.
"I'm no lady!" she said and punched him again. He seemed to be making no effort to get her off him. Just as long as the orb is out of the way of her grip. "Now fight back you pansy!"
"Very well then." Ginny soon found out that her words were a fatal mistake. Venenifer kicked her off him, stood up and got his wand out. "Avada Ked-!" he was cut back when Draco flew at him.
"No!" The boys wrestled on the ground, each hit they gave, they took. It was like watching twins fight. Both silvery haired, both pale, both of the same build, everything. Ginny watched them fight in awe until. . .
Venenifer's hand opened, and the orb flew out in the air. For a moment it seemed to fly in slow motion, and Ginny watched the beautiful glowing orb fly until she came to her senses and ran to catch it. In a flash, the orb was in her hand and Venenifer vanished.
Breathing rapidly, Ginny stood in her place with the orb in her hand, looking at Draco. He was now lying on his back on the ground, covered in mud, blood and bruises. He was not moving.
"Draco?" she whispered. No reply. She walked towards him slowly. He was not stirring at all, and did not look as if he was breathing. She knelt beside him and put her ear against his chest. No heartbeat. Draco was dead.
Without warning, Ginny burst into tears. "No Draco! Don't leave me on my own! You can't! No please! Please come back! Wake up, you're only sleeping!"
Flashes of their past together appeared in her mind, one after the other, from the Indians to Plymouth and to present time. Ginny lay on his chest, crying. "Draco please wake up!" she pleaded, and then whispered. "I love you."
When she whispered those words, she remembered the orb. She looked at it. She had a big choice to make. Draco or home. She could either go home and live the rest of her life in mourning for Draco, or she could bring Draco back and live with him in this time. Who knows, maybe they would find another way to get back to their time.
Ginny sat there for a while, and looked down on Draco's face. His angelic expression pleaded for his life back. Its hurt features were begging. Ginny came to a decision. She must bring him back and hope for another way to get home.
"I wish that Draco returns to life," she whispered as she held the orb out in front of her. The orb glowed a brilliant blue and a spirit seemed to rise out of it. A woman. The woman looked like a nymph, except it glowed blue, too. It rose out of the orb brilliantly and gracefully. Its eyes had no pupils, but glowed white. It was the nymph's soul. In an instant, the nymph's soul dived into Draco's body, and Draco glowed, too. When the light faded, Draco stirred.
A rush of emotion filled Ginny. Sadness that she would not return home, relief that Draco was alive and happiness that she was not alone. Draco sat up slowly. She hugged Draco.
"Wh-what happened?" he asked weakly in confusion.
Ginny was crying. She was talking very fast now. "Draco I'm so glad you're back! Y-you died and I had to bring you back with the nymph's soul and you came back but now we can't get home and I don't know what we're going to do but Venenifer vanished which is a good thing so you don't have to worry about-"
Draco put his index to her lips. "Virginia I can't hear a thing your saying."
"I love you."
Draco was quite taken aback at her words. "You what?"
"Love you."
"Is that what you were saying?" She shook her head. Draco smiled. "I heard something about the orb. And someone dying."
"You died and I had to use the orb. We can't get back now." Ginny looked down.
Draco sighed. "We will. One day we will, Ginny. I promise you. I love you, too." At that he leaned down and kissed her. And for the first time they really meant it.
Ginny and Draco never returned to their time. They did not find a way to get back, for the nymphs were wiped out from the forest and they had to flee from the vampires. They were forced to live in the country, away from others, so that they would not cause trouble. They had a son and daughter, which they called Orlando and Jennifer. Ginny died of infection, when she cut her skin deep and it filled with dirt. Draco lived to his sixties and died of exhaustion. The people of their time that knew them mourned, for they never saw them again. That is the end of their story.
A:N ^_^ hehehehehehehe..how long this time? About 3 months? Hehehe....well at least I finished it finally!! Hehehe....please review! Oh and I never said this was gonna end well...tee hee!
Toodles!:S
Ginny studied the person standing in front of her. He did not look exactly like Draco. There was a red scar on the skin that lies on the bone between his eyes. His nose seemed slightly larger that Draco's. And there were bite marks on his neck. The bite mark of a vampire.
"You are so naïve Virginia. Well, stupid all the same. I'm not Draco." He pointed at the identical boy that was standing a few feet from him. "He is."
"I-I don't understand," Ginny stuttered.
"Had it ever occurred to you that the Malfoy family is cursed?"
"N-no."
"You thought that Draco´s behaviour was was normal? Well I must say that you are even more dim-witted than I thought."
"What do you mean?" Ginny enquired.
"I mean that I am not Draco. I am Venenifer Malfoy, the greatest of the Malfoys ever to be." 'Venenifer' puffed up his chest proudly and lifted his chin. "No need to ask about your name, though. It has not changed, has it. Red hair, freckles. I must say that you are a Weasley." Ginny felt her blood boil. "Now, I must explain because it is part of the situation."
"What situation?" she spat.
"Stop asking questions. I will explain. That curse does not allow me otherwise. You see, when I lived, which is a good many years ago, a vampire bit me, as you may see from the marks." He showed her the marks in which she had noticed before. "My master, Salazar Slytherin himself, put this curse on my family, the male line. On the son's eighteenth birthday, his blood will turn pure evil. It will change gradually, and every now and again will have hiccups of nasty behaviour. Now, if you can get this orb before I kill you, the curse will be broken. If not," Venenifer smiled evilly, his fangs glittering in the moonlight. "You die and young Master Malfoy's curse will take him."
"S-so do I just kill you?" Ginny asked.
"No you do not. You get the orb and I vanish. Kill me and he dies."
"Please will you give me the soul, Venenifer?" Ginny said, stretching her hand for it, and with her left feeling for her wand.
"Stupid question. Of course I won't! I thought it was quite obvious by now. . .unless you were so stupid as a child that you had to be shown a cucumber whenever it was mentioned. Typical for a poor family," he sneered.
"Insult my family again and I'll kill you," Ginny threatened, taking a step towards him.
"I'd like to see you try. Come on then you miserable scum, show me how honourable your family is. If it even has an inch of honour in its name."
Ginny, as all Weasleys, was more than a tad sensitive about her family, and at the top of her Weasley rage, started towards Venenifer.
But, unfortunately, Venenifer stepped aside at the last moment, forcing Ginny to run straight past him.
"Take a chill pill, Weasel. Ever heard of the 'Cage the Rage Technique'?" His question was answered when Ginny attacked him again. "Perhaps not," he said as he stepped aside again.
"Ok that's it," Ginny said, grabbing her wand. She pointed it at him.
"Remember. Kill me and he dies, too. Hurt me and you hurt him."
"Accio Orb!" Ginny exclaimed. The orb did not move.
"Honestly, Weasley. I am a powerful wizard. You did not expect a summoning charm to work? Tut tut," he clicked his tongue.
Ginny lowered her wand. She was starting to panic. Draco just stood and watched. "Draco help me here!" she pleaded.
"I can't. If I try to help you it would be like battling myself. I can't. Sorry Virginia," he apologized, his eyes darkening.
Venenifer chuckled. "Wise move, boy. Now Virginia, time is running out."
"Time? I'm being timed?" Ginny demanded.
Venenifer out his hand to his mouth in mock regret and closed his eyes. "Oh dear! I forgot to tell you! Oh silly, silly me. Bad Venenifer, bad!" He chuckled again. When he opened his eyes he found that Virginia was gone. "Wh-AH!" Ginny had used her opportunity to sneak around him and attack him from behind. Venenifer lay on the ground with Ginny on top. Ginny punched him repeatedly around the face.
Venenifer was bleeding now, and so was Draco. Both their faces were covered in bruises and blood. Ginny gasped when she saw Draco. "Oh sorry Draco!"
"Don't worry Virginia just carry on!" Draco said through his wincing.
Ginny bit her lip and grabbed for the orb. Venenifer's hand moved so she missed. She tried again. She missed. Venenifer seemed to like games. He chuckled at her failed attempts.
"Stop playing games Malfoy! Go ahead and punch me if you like!" Ginny exclaimed without thinking.
"I have been taught not to punch a lady. I will not go against that," he chuckled.
"I'm no lady!" she said and punched him again. He seemed to be making no effort to get her off him. Just as long as the orb is out of the way of her grip. "Now fight back you pansy!"
"Very well then." Ginny soon found out that her words were a fatal mistake. Venenifer kicked her off him, stood up and got his wand out. "Avada Ked-!" he was cut back when Draco flew at him.
"No!" The boys wrestled on the ground, each hit they gave, they took. It was like watching twins fight. Both silvery haired, both pale, both of the same build, everything. Ginny watched them fight in awe until. . .
Venenifer's hand opened, and the orb flew out in the air. For a moment it seemed to fly in slow motion, and Ginny watched the beautiful glowing orb fly until she came to her senses and ran to catch it. In a flash, the orb was in her hand and Venenifer vanished.
Breathing rapidly, Ginny stood in her place with the orb in her hand, looking at Draco. He was now lying on his back on the ground, covered in mud, blood and bruises. He was not moving.
"Draco?" she whispered. No reply. She walked towards him slowly. He was not stirring at all, and did not look as if he was breathing. She knelt beside him and put her ear against his chest. No heartbeat. Draco was dead.
Without warning, Ginny burst into tears. "No Draco! Don't leave me on my own! You can't! No please! Please come back! Wake up, you're only sleeping!"
Flashes of their past together appeared in her mind, one after the other, from the Indians to Plymouth and to present time. Ginny lay on his chest, crying. "Draco please wake up!" she pleaded, and then whispered. "I love you."
When she whispered those words, she remembered the orb. She looked at it. She had a big choice to make. Draco or home. She could either go home and live the rest of her life in mourning for Draco, or she could bring Draco back and live with him in this time. Who knows, maybe they would find another way to get back to their time.
Ginny sat there for a while, and looked down on Draco's face. His angelic expression pleaded for his life back. Its hurt features were begging. Ginny came to a decision. She must bring him back and hope for another way to get home.
"I wish that Draco returns to life," she whispered as she held the orb out in front of her. The orb glowed a brilliant blue and a spirit seemed to rise out of it. A woman. The woman looked like a nymph, except it glowed blue, too. It rose out of the orb brilliantly and gracefully. Its eyes had no pupils, but glowed white. It was the nymph's soul. In an instant, the nymph's soul dived into Draco's body, and Draco glowed, too. When the light faded, Draco stirred.
A rush of emotion filled Ginny. Sadness that she would not return home, relief that Draco was alive and happiness that she was not alone. Draco sat up slowly. She hugged Draco.
"Wh-what happened?" he asked weakly in confusion.
Ginny was crying. She was talking very fast now. "Draco I'm so glad you're back! Y-you died and I had to bring you back with the nymph's soul and you came back but now we can't get home and I don't know what we're going to do but Venenifer vanished which is a good thing so you don't have to worry about-"
Draco put his index to her lips. "Virginia I can't hear a thing your saying."
"I love you."
Draco was quite taken aback at her words. "You what?"
"Love you."
"Is that what you were saying?" She shook her head. Draco smiled. "I heard something about the orb. And someone dying."
"You died and I had to use the orb. We can't get back now." Ginny looked down.
Draco sighed. "We will. One day we will, Ginny. I promise you. I love you, too." At that he leaned down and kissed her. And for the first time they really meant it.
Ginny and Draco never returned to their time. They did not find a way to get back, for the nymphs were wiped out from the forest and they had to flee from the vampires. They were forced to live in the country, away from others, so that they would not cause trouble. They had a son and daughter, which they called Orlando and Jennifer. Ginny died of infection, when she cut her skin deep and it filled with dirt. Draco lived to his sixties and died of exhaustion. The people of their time that knew them mourned, for they never saw them again. That is the end of their story.
A:N ^_^ hehehehehehehe..how long this time? About 3 months? Hehehe....well at least I finished it finally!! Hehehe....please review! Oh and I never said this was gonna end well...tee hee!
Toodles!:S
