Disclaimer: Do I really have to go through this with you? Again? Ok, ok,
Harry Potter is not mine. If it were I would not be slaving away at the
hellhole- aka my school. *Deep Breath* Did I go over the top there?
Note - Okay, I said a maximum of 15 chapters but that seems to have RIGHT out of the window hasn't it. Right, have you got a hat I can borrow? I need to eat it. About the content of this particular chapter, remember: you love me. I was person who brought you all of the chapters. You have been warned. Also - by rule I always have an epilogue in, ok?
Chapter 17:
"Ginny!" he gasped finally finding his voice out of nowhere - before his mouth had felt like he had swallowed sawdust. Maria stood back up slowly and wiped all the dirt and dried up blood out of her eyes,
"She's out cold," Maria stated, brushing her hands on her jacket and pulling all the hair off her face, "Try and wake her if you want,"
Harry nodded, barely absorbing this information as he noticed with some disappointment that Ginny didn't even responded to her name. He heard rather than felt Maria step past him and by the noises behind him, dragged Mark and Draco out with her.
After the past five minutes of so much movement and noise, this sudden quietness was quite disturbing to his ears. There was nothing to hear expect the rattle of the glass in the wind and the gentle sigh's Ginny was making in her sleep. If loud music were blaring out of every corner it wouldn't be as deafening as this was being right now.
Harry was just glad he had his protective jacket on - it was keeping him warm let alone safe from any stray charms in this freezing prison. It had protected Mark from Draco (he was being surprisingly pleasant to Malfoy considering he attempted to kill him) so now Harry was hoping it would do the same for him.
The body of Lucius Malfoy still remained motionless on the floor.
He couldn't just stand there; he became painfully aware of Maria and Mark watching him. He heard them having a heated though quiet argument a second ago, Draco was probably peeping through while they quarrelled. Sure enough, when he glanced back, Draco's smirking face was there before Maria (or Mark) dragged it back.
Suddenly losing his nerve, he forced his feet to walk over to Ginny hoping that she was all right. He didn't know what he'd do if she was hurt after all they had been through.
"Ginny?" he whispered, kneeling on the wet floor in front of her slowly, "Ginny are you awake? Ginny?"
She didn't move and he started to panic slightly. Getting higher on his knees to get a better look at her, he slipped his hand behind her ear to support her head and slapped the side of her face gently,
"C'mon, Gin," he urged, tilting his head to one side to get a better look at her, "Wake up!"
At a complete loss at what to do, he leaned forward and brushed his lips on her dry ones. He smiled sadly and started to move away when she started to stir gently. He was by her side in a second,
"Ginny?" he asked worriedly, realising for the first time that her hands were ice cold, "Can you hear me?"
Ginny looked at him looking slightly dazed,
"Hey Harry," she said hoarsely not quite getting the words out at first and looking pleasantly surprised as if he had just called around to her house unexpectedly, "What are you doing here?"
Harry laughed out loud though he felt like crying.
"Lets go back," he sighed after a moment of looking at, "C'mon,"
He reached down and helped her to her feet - she woke out of her confused stupor in a second when she put weight on her foot. Still with a pained expression on her face, Harry set her down back on the spindly chair,
"It's my ankle," she said a little unnecessarily as Harry bend down and set it on his bend knee, "It must have twisted or something,"
Harry didn't bother to ask how she got this - he rolled up her torn trousers a little bit more to get a better look at it. He winced for her,
"No wonder it hurt," he muttered, poking it softly with the end of his wand, Ginny swore in pain, "It's broken,"
Muttering a few well-chosen words, he conjured a splint out of thin air and wrapped it around her swollen ankle then helped her to her feet again. She said she could walk but Harry couldn't help but unzip his jacket and drape it around her shoulders - she was still as cold as death.
"Where's Malfoy?" she asked suddenly as Harry latched an arm under hers.
"Which one?"
If this surprised Ginny, she didn't say anything,
"Lucius,"
On there way through the door, Harry kicked Lucius' shins and Ginny smiled and mentioned something about if she could walk properly, she would do it. It would have been quicker for Harry to carry Ginny but she refused to let him do it - he didn't push it. He always seemed to find her in a position where he had to help her.
Finding he couldn't open the now heavy, closed door with one hand, Ginny had to hobble on one leg for a moment. Harry was concentrating so much on wrenching the rusty door open he didn't hear the scuffling on the floor.
"Harry!"
He turned around only to find a flash of green light blinding him and Ginny falling to the floor.
~*~
Note - Okay, I said a maximum of 15 chapters but that seems to have RIGHT out of the window hasn't it. Right, have you got a hat I can borrow? I need to eat it. About the content of this particular chapter, remember: you love me. I was person who brought you all of the chapters. You have been warned. Also - by rule I always have an epilogue in, ok?
Chapter 17:
"Ginny!" he gasped finally finding his voice out of nowhere - before his mouth had felt like he had swallowed sawdust. Maria stood back up slowly and wiped all the dirt and dried up blood out of her eyes,
"She's out cold," Maria stated, brushing her hands on her jacket and pulling all the hair off her face, "Try and wake her if you want,"
Harry nodded, barely absorbing this information as he noticed with some disappointment that Ginny didn't even responded to her name. He heard rather than felt Maria step past him and by the noises behind him, dragged Mark and Draco out with her.
After the past five minutes of so much movement and noise, this sudden quietness was quite disturbing to his ears. There was nothing to hear expect the rattle of the glass in the wind and the gentle sigh's Ginny was making in her sleep. If loud music were blaring out of every corner it wouldn't be as deafening as this was being right now.
Harry was just glad he had his protective jacket on - it was keeping him warm let alone safe from any stray charms in this freezing prison. It had protected Mark from Draco (he was being surprisingly pleasant to Malfoy considering he attempted to kill him) so now Harry was hoping it would do the same for him.
The body of Lucius Malfoy still remained motionless on the floor.
He couldn't just stand there; he became painfully aware of Maria and Mark watching him. He heard them having a heated though quiet argument a second ago, Draco was probably peeping through while they quarrelled. Sure enough, when he glanced back, Draco's smirking face was there before Maria (or Mark) dragged it back.
Suddenly losing his nerve, he forced his feet to walk over to Ginny hoping that she was all right. He didn't know what he'd do if she was hurt after all they had been through.
"Ginny?" he whispered, kneeling on the wet floor in front of her slowly, "Ginny are you awake? Ginny?"
She didn't move and he started to panic slightly. Getting higher on his knees to get a better look at her, he slipped his hand behind her ear to support her head and slapped the side of her face gently,
"C'mon, Gin," he urged, tilting his head to one side to get a better look at her, "Wake up!"
At a complete loss at what to do, he leaned forward and brushed his lips on her dry ones. He smiled sadly and started to move away when she started to stir gently. He was by her side in a second,
"Ginny?" he asked worriedly, realising for the first time that her hands were ice cold, "Can you hear me?"
Ginny looked at him looking slightly dazed,
"Hey Harry," she said hoarsely not quite getting the words out at first and looking pleasantly surprised as if he had just called around to her house unexpectedly, "What are you doing here?"
Harry laughed out loud though he felt like crying.
"Lets go back," he sighed after a moment of looking at, "C'mon,"
He reached down and helped her to her feet - she woke out of her confused stupor in a second when she put weight on her foot. Still with a pained expression on her face, Harry set her down back on the spindly chair,
"It's my ankle," she said a little unnecessarily as Harry bend down and set it on his bend knee, "It must have twisted or something,"
Harry didn't bother to ask how she got this - he rolled up her torn trousers a little bit more to get a better look at it. He winced for her,
"No wonder it hurt," he muttered, poking it softly with the end of his wand, Ginny swore in pain, "It's broken,"
Muttering a few well-chosen words, he conjured a splint out of thin air and wrapped it around her swollen ankle then helped her to her feet again. She said she could walk but Harry couldn't help but unzip his jacket and drape it around her shoulders - she was still as cold as death.
"Where's Malfoy?" she asked suddenly as Harry latched an arm under hers.
"Which one?"
If this surprised Ginny, she didn't say anything,
"Lucius,"
On there way through the door, Harry kicked Lucius' shins and Ginny smiled and mentioned something about if she could walk properly, she would do it. It would have been quicker for Harry to carry Ginny but she refused to let him do it - he didn't push it. He always seemed to find her in a position where he had to help her.
Finding he couldn't open the now heavy, closed door with one hand, Ginny had to hobble on one leg for a moment. Harry was concentrating so much on wrenching the rusty door open he didn't hear the scuffling on the floor.
"Harry!"
He turned around only to find a flash of green light blinding him and Ginny falling to the floor.
~*~