All's Fair In Love & War
I don't own "Freak Like Me" by Sugababes
Chapter Two: It's All About The Dark In Me
"Hermione says he really loved me. I was just wondering if it was true," she said softly, her fingers circiling his palm slowly. His green eyes bellowed against her wide, brown ones and he gave a soft sigh.
"Only he knows that. I really don't want to talk about this," Harry said sternly.
Ginny backed away a bit. "I didn't mean to..."
She stopped at the faraway look on her husband's face. He was sitting still, and they both sit beside on the bed, the darkness flooding the room. Although it was dark, the shining moonlight was not concealed, and was beaming through the windows was enough to entrail the expression on his face.
Ginny fumbled with her nightgown, feeling the soft silk of the fabric that was colored creamy white.
Harry laughed. It was a cold laugh, something forced, something fake. It scared her a bit, but she looked up at him and managed a weak smile.
"What is it?"
"Nothing...just...when he heard that you loved him, you were telling me, and that's how he overheard. I remember, there was a slipper in his hand, yours..." his voice faded away, with a grim frown on his face.
"I told you I loved him? When was this?"
"Christmas...Charles..." he murmured, his face blankly staring onto the floor.
"Charles?" she whispered. As she was about to lunge into her memory, a sudden strike rushed through her, and dizziness dwelled across her mind.
"Who's Charles?"
~*~
Draco's hand leaped across his hair, criss crossing the strands of silver. He wondered how it would feel again, to have Ginny touching his hair again, smiling at him, whispering suggestive things in his ears, her body against his. She was so soft, gentle, and delicate. He wanted to make her laugh again, to see her cry, anything. He just wanted to see her again, and have her in his arms. He shook his head in disgust. A death eater shouldn't act like this, he thought to himself grimly. He had jobs to do, tasks to fill, and he had to work hard to get through the ceremony.
His life was behind him. All the petty things like love, marriage were pushed in the back of his mind. He wanted to throw happiness behind him and work on his revenge, his anger, his evil. He wanted power, like he never had before. It was the only thing he had, the only thing he could control, especially with Ginny gone.
But he couldn't resist seeing her once more before he entered his father's world.
He just couldn't.
~*~
The Reverse Act of the Congora Curse =======================
The Congora Curse is a powerful curse that rids of one's true love. It has been used in many punishments for wrong doers over the centuries, but it's main factor of why it is layed upon a witch or wizard is because the curse of Unicorn Blood. The Reverse Act, is a recent but lovely discovery. It's creator is unknown and wishes to be anonymous, as it has deadly side affects. However, the Reverse Act of the Congora Curse is performed in six different complex steps and needs useful and intelligent witch or wizards upon it. A witch or wizard in the Congora Curse needs to be put into a deep sleep, so are his/her two loved ones.
The page went onto explain the six main steps toward the Reverse Act, and Hermione studied them carefully before ripping out the page of the book and stuffing it into her pocket. She left the library, and went outside, examining the other areas of Diagon Alley. Finally, she pulled her wand from her robes and prepared to disapparate.
~*~
The sun was just rising up. Ginny woke to find her bed vacant. Harry was not sleeping soundly next to her. She sighed, and wrapped her sheets around her as she looked around. There was something different about the room...
She stifled a scream with her hand. A silver haired man was sitting beside her, on a red armchair. His eyes were cold and empty as she looked into them.
It was Draco.
"What - what are you doing here?" she said, her face flushing in red. She barely had any clothes on, and tried to keep hold of the bedsheets covered around her.
"An interesting sight I should've apparated to sooner," he teased, flashing her a grin. Her cheeks were burning by then. She glared at him, observing him carefully. She never remembered anything about him, but had heard that he was an arrogant little bitch that used to prejudice against her family in Hogwarts. She raised her eyebrows at him.
"If you don't mind, I'd like to put my clothes on before I talk to a stranger," she said harshly. She regretted it, as his eyes shifted dangerously.
"Go ahead. I've seen you naked before, Virginia," he said, gritting his teeth.
"What?!"
Her bedsheets dropped, giving Draco a chance to swift his eyes toward her bare chest. Her cheeks burned as she struggled to pick them up. He rolled his eyes. Same, innocent Virginia. If only she knew what they had done, what she had done, cheated on her own husband. If only she knew.
"Yup. It's true."
"You're lying! I would never sleep with somebody when I was a teenager!"
"Teenager? Whoever said we slept together in teen years?" he asked, his eyebrows scrunching up curiously.
"But - but I was devoted to Harry since I turned seventeen, and Hermione said we never saw each other again after I was fifteen..."
"Exactly. I'm sure your smart enough, Virginia, to predict what happened when I got my hands on you...tsk, tsk, and while you were married, none the less," he snarled casually.
"No...that's not true, I'd never...I'd never do anything like that, not to you, especially!"
"Why not me especially, Virginia?"
"Because...well, you don't think they told me about you? Warned me? Ron told me how you used to tease me back in school."
"Tease, huh? Dirty. I like it," Draco snapped at her. She glowered back, sinking back into her bed.
"I would never sleep with you! I love Harry completely!"
The words came out of her mouth before she could stop them, and she found the immediate affect it had on Draco. His eyes shifted again, and he glared.
"You love him, do you?" he said, leaning over. She wanted to move away, but her eyes were pondering his face. He had a young, refreshing face, and unlike Harry, he had a dangerous edge to him. His eyes were the thing that introxinated her the most. Gray ones, like pools that she liked to swirl into. She caught her breath. Ginny felt as if she had done this before, several different times...
His lips were getting closer, inches away from her face. She lifted her chin, trying to brush them against hers, she didn't know what she was doing, and she liked it.
He stopped, and chuckled, his warm breath agonizing her face.
"If you loved him, you wouldn't be so turned on by me."
He backed away, standing there, a look of satisfaction on his face. Although he was a complete stranger to him, she wanted to smack that smirk off his face.
"Anyway, I just came by to say goodbye. I'll leave you alone with your precious Potter," Draco said bitterly, turning around so Ginny was facing his back as he walked toward the door, and opened it wide.
"For now."
The door slammed, leaving Ginny, alone, once again.
~*~
I don't own "Freak Like Me" by Sugababes
Chapter Two: It's All About The Dark In Me
"Hermione says he really loved me. I was just wondering if it was true," she said softly, her fingers circiling his palm slowly. His green eyes bellowed against her wide, brown ones and he gave a soft sigh.
"Only he knows that. I really don't want to talk about this," Harry said sternly.
Ginny backed away a bit. "I didn't mean to..."
She stopped at the faraway look on her husband's face. He was sitting still, and they both sit beside on the bed, the darkness flooding the room. Although it was dark, the shining moonlight was not concealed, and was beaming through the windows was enough to entrail the expression on his face.
Ginny fumbled with her nightgown, feeling the soft silk of the fabric that was colored creamy white.
Harry laughed. It was a cold laugh, something forced, something fake. It scared her a bit, but she looked up at him and managed a weak smile.
"What is it?"
"Nothing...just...when he heard that you loved him, you were telling me, and that's how he overheard. I remember, there was a slipper in his hand, yours..." his voice faded away, with a grim frown on his face.
"I told you I loved him? When was this?"
"Christmas...Charles..." he murmured, his face blankly staring onto the floor.
"Charles?" she whispered. As she was about to lunge into her memory, a sudden strike rushed through her, and dizziness dwelled across her mind.
"Who's Charles?"
~*~
Draco's hand leaped across his hair, criss crossing the strands of silver. He wondered how it would feel again, to have Ginny touching his hair again, smiling at him, whispering suggestive things in his ears, her body against his. She was so soft, gentle, and delicate. He wanted to make her laugh again, to see her cry, anything. He just wanted to see her again, and have her in his arms. He shook his head in disgust. A death eater shouldn't act like this, he thought to himself grimly. He had jobs to do, tasks to fill, and he had to work hard to get through the ceremony.
His life was behind him. All the petty things like love, marriage were pushed in the back of his mind. He wanted to throw happiness behind him and work on his revenge, his anger, his evil. He wanted power, like he never had before. It was the only thing he had, the only thing he could control, especially with Ginny gone.
But he couldn't resist seeing her once more before he entered his father's world.
He just couldn't.
~*~
The Reverse Act of the Congora Curse =======================
The Congora Curse is a powerful curse that rids of one's true love. It has been used in many punishments for wrong doers over the centuries, but it's main factor of why it is layed upon a witch or wizard is because the curse of Unicorn Blood. The Reverse Act, is a recent but lovely discovery. It's creator is unknown and wishes to be anonymous, as it has deadly side affects. However, the Reverse Act of the Congora Curse is performed in six different complex steps and needs useful and intelligent witch or wizards upon it. A witch or wizard in the Congora Curse needs to be put into a deep sleep, so are his/her two loved ones.
The page went onto explain the six main steps toward the Reverse Act, and Hermione studied them carefully before ripping out the page of the book and stuffing it into her pocket. She left the library, and went outside, examining the other areas of Diagon Alley. Finally, she pulled her wand from her robes and prepared to disapparate.
~*~
The sun was just rising up. Ginny woke to find her bed vacant. Harry was not sleeping soundly next to her. She sighed, and wrapped her sheets around her as she looked around. There was something different about the room...
She stifled a scream with her hand. A silver haired man was sitting beside her, on a red armchair. His eyes were cold and empty as she looked into them.
It was Draco.
"What - what are you doing here?" she said, her face flushing in red. She barely had any clothes on, and tried to keep hold of the bedsheets covered around her.
"An interesting sight I should've apparated to sooner," he teased, flashing her a grin. Her cheeks were burning by then. She glared at him, observing him carefully. She never remembered anything about him, but had heard that he was an arrogant little bitch that used to prejudice against her family in Hogwarts. She raised her eyebrows at him.
"If you don't mind, I'd like to put my clothes on before I talk to a stranger," she said harshly. She regretted it, as his eyes shifted dangerously.
"Go ahead. I've seen you naked before, Virginia," he said, gritting his teeth.
"What?!"
Her bedsheets dropped, giving Draco a chance to swift his eyes toward her bare chest. Her cheeks burned as she struggled to pick them up. He rolled his eyes. Same, innocent Virginia. If only she knew what they had done, what she had done, cheated on her own husband. If only she knew.
"Yup. It's true."
"You're lying! I would never sleep with somebody when I was a teenager!"
"Teenager? Whoever said we slept together in teen years?" he asked, his eyebrows scrunching up curiously.
"But - but I was devoted to Harry since I turned seventeen, and Hermione said we never saw each other again after I was fifteen..."
"Exactly. I'm sure your smart enough, Virginia, to predict what happened when I got my hands on you...tsk, tsk, and while you were married, none the less," he snarled casually.
"No...that's not true, I'd never...I'd never do anything like that, not to you, especially!"
"Why not me especially, Virginia?"
"Because...well, you don't think they told me about you? Warned me? Ron told me how you used to tease me back in school."
"Tease, huh? Dirty. I like it," Draco snapped at her. She glowered back, sinking back into her bed.
"I would never sleep with you! I love Harry completely!"
The words came out of her mouth before she could stop them, and she found the immediate affect it had on Draco. His eyes shifted again, and he glared.
"You love him, do you?" he said, leaning over. She wanted to move away, but her eyes were pondering his face. He had a young, refreshing face, and unlike Harry, he had a dangerous edge to him. His eyes were the thing that introxinated her the most. Gray ones, like pools that she liked to swirl into. She caught her breath. Ginny felt as if she had done this before, several different times...
His lips were getting closer, inches away from her face. She lifted her chin, trying to brush them against hers, she didn't know what she was doing, and she liked it.
He stopped, and chuckled, his warm breath agonizing her face.
"If you loved him, you wouldn't be so turned on by me."
He backed away, standing there, a look of satisfaction on his face. Although he was a complete stranger to him, she wanted to smack that smirk off his face.
"Anyway, I just came by to say goodbye. I'll leave you alone with your precious Potter," Draco said bitterly, turning around so Ginny was facing his back as he walked toward the door, and opened it wide.
"For now."
The door slammed, leaving Ginny, alone, once again.
~*~