A/n-  Hello dear readers. I cannot say that I updated for most of you, I updated for my friend Michelle who pestered and pushed until I finally wrote this chapter. I am slightly mad at my usual reviewers, not the ones who reviewed on my last chapter, the ones who DIDN'T! How could you abandon me like that? Well fine! I have at least a few LOYAL reviewers!

-Lady Megan

Chapter Twenty-Three

Draco's heart seemed to stop when he saw Ginny covered in blood. He suddenly could not breath any longer. He collapsed on her bed, next to her.

When Draco opened his eyes he knew what he had to do. Sitting up Draco let his fingers gently play over her cheek.

What if it did not work? Draco asked himself.

It had to work. A part of him reasoned, it simply had to work! Draco took out a small bottle and captured some of Ginny's fresh blood. Madam Pomfrey could not stop the bleeding and Draco knew why. This was risky and stupid, but he had to do it. Draco kissed Ginny gently on the lips for a second.

"I love you." He whispered, touching her soft hair for an instant before walking away towards the empty potions classroom.

~Ginny's POV~

Ginny opened her eyes and saw red everywhere. What a pretty color she thought, she looked down at the floor she was resting on and saw even more pretty red. She tried to sit up. She wanted to see if there were anymore pretty red things in the room. The world spun, and she had to close her eyes, she was too lightheaded to see any red any way.

Minutes later Ginny felt as bad as ever. She wondered what was wrong with her. Her body ached, and her breath seemed to be unusually short. She was a Quidditch player! Her breath simply did not become short for no reason!  Ginny reached up and rubbed her neck, she cried out as her hand came in contact with tender skin. She looked at her hand and saw the pretty red again. Only it was sticky, and wet. It certainly did not feel like paint. Ginny let herself lay down again, exhausted from her attempts to think coherently.

She woke again, only to be frightened by brown eyes starring at her. She did not feel safe. Where had all the pretty red gone anyway? Now all she saw was brown. Wait! If she moved her head she could see the red again, it was much more pleasing than the brown. A sound filled the room. Maybe it was laughter! But why would the brown laugh?

"Such a stupid girl." The brown said. Ginny refused to look away from the pretty red.

"Its your blood you idiot!" The brown exclaimed. Ginny looked up at the brown, to find that he was more than brown. A black cloak surrounded everything besides the brown. The brown raised a wand. 'I have a wand too!' Ginny wanted to shout, only hers was not a pretty as the one brown held, hers was not covered in the pretty red that brown had called her blood. Surely her blood was not such a pretty color! No ones blood shimmered and shone like the red! She had seen blood before, and it was a dark ugly color. It was coppery and unpleasant. Ginny couldn't stand the ugly blood that others shed. But the red mesmerized her. Captured her in its spell.

"Its not blood." Ginny whispered, because if it were blood than she would have to hate it too. No one liked blood, well, except a vampire.

"Yes it is." The brown replied before leaning down.

"Its special though, you see, your blood has certain effects that are curious." The brown elaborated. Ginny shook her head, confused.

"No!" Ginny refused to believe what he said. It was not blood! It could not be.

The brown produced a small furry animal. Ginny smiled, it was covered in the pretty red.

"Watch." The brown commanded. Even though she did not want to, Ginny obeyed him.

He pointed his want at the furry creature and muttered a few words the stuck in Ginny's mind.

"Imperius"

In her mind she remembered the spell from defense against the dark arts. It took over someone completely. It was one of the unforgivable curses, why would the brown show her this.

"Dance." The brown commanded the furry creature. It looked frightened, but it did not obey.

"You see, your blood has peculiar magical powers that is unknown to the magical world, you seem to be very special." 

Ginny know that the comment was not said to flatter her, even in her drugged state if mind she could read the brown eyes. They were icy cold, gleaming down at her.

"What are you going to do to me?" Ginny asked, her vision growing hazy.

"You'll find out soon enough." The brown growled angrily. He stormed out of the room and left Ginny in a puddle of her own blood.

~Draco POV~

Draco shuddered as he looked upon Ginny covered in blood. He had to put a stop to what ever was happening to her. And hurt whoever was trying to murder her.

He slowly stirred the potion over the small fire, wishing that it would be ready as soon as possible. He only had a few minutes until it would be ready. He did not know how much longer it would take to actually get her back though. Draco checked his watch and sighed in relief. It was almost time. He took out his knife and cut a thin red line on his arm and let the blood drip into the potion. He ignored the pain of the knife cutting open his skin, instead he thought of Ginny. He thought of how she would soon be out of the terrible dream world she was trapped in.

The potion turned a brilliant shade of red. Draco smiled, it reminded him of his fiery Ginny. Draco took the potion back to the great hall and over to Ginny. He muttered the incarnation as he let the potion pass between her lips and down her throat.

It was not in Latin like most of the other spells he knew. It was not a normal spell. It could be in any language, just as long as it proclaimed the same important message.

"My love is lost, my heart breaks, but my true love to her holds me strong. Break away the bonds that keep her from me. Break the chains and set her free."

Ginny's eyes fluttered open and she gazed upon Draco. Her eyes filled with tears and trickled down her cheek. She sat up and brushed her lips against his before fainting again.

Draco sighed in relief and clung to her. Dumbledore found them like that, wrapped in each other's arms.

Ginny was still asleep, but not like she had been before. This sleep was not magical or curse induced. It was natural.

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This chapter is for Michelle, Nikki and Haliema and the people who follow., you truly are my muses and inspiration.

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