Ginny was again in the comfortable position under her covers. Fred and
George had told the whole story since by the time everyone was up; it was
useless to send them to sleep without information. Of course the adults in
the abode were given slightly more detail then others. It was true; the
alley had been closed down. Apparently, someone had set some sort of device
off in one of the public stores and gave everyone in the community quite a
scare. With a sigh, Ginny moved out of the bed to her window to look out
over all there was before her. This was getting to be too much for her. All
of it, no Draco, no Hogwarts, no friends besides Alexis. Not that Alexis
wasn't good enough or anything mind you, but variety is nice.
With a silent cry for help she made her way across the wooden floor that brought chills up her spine from her bare feet. With each step she got closer to the door. She didn't know why but something was calling her outside. Something, she didn't know what. What was it? It seemed so familiar to her. Something from her past maybe? No, it was just familiar like that. What could it be?
She was now in the kitchen, the door to outside in plain site. What was she doing? Going after a feeling? Well, it wasn't like she hadn't done something like that before, right? I mean, Draco was a feeling and that didn't turn out wrong.
She reached the door and in a swift movement was out in the grass. The night air was blowing about her red hair with delight as her fair skin seemed to glimmer under the moon. It was almost a week after the new moon so there wasn't much of a moon that night, but that didn't mean there wasn't light abound. She shivered lightly at the new chill biting at her skin and turned to return to the warmth of the house. As her eyes fell upon the door the wind kicked up and the wooden frame shook, the door shutting tightly closed.
Ginny's heart dropped. That wasn't something that needed to happen to her at this time. She didn't need to be scared to death by the wind. Bad wind, very, very, very bad wind. With a small gulp she continued on. She looked to her sides to make sure no one was there as she walked up to the door. However, her hand reached out to take the knob and it wouldn't turn.
"What's going on?" She called into the night air. "Who are you? What do you want?" She was left in the silence of the night for second and minutes on end. Thoughts roamed in her head that shouldn't be there, the worst case scenario etc. until she heard and was relieved.
"Ginny?" That voice was rich and deep and so, so caring to her. She smiled immediately and turned to look for the shadow in the air, but there was none. Her brows furrowed for a second before her smile returned all the same.
"Draco? Where are you?" She called and in a split second he was there, before her, a grin on his beautiful features. He too was illuminated by the small sliver of the moon. "There you are baby." She trailed off and tossed her arms around him. He felt so warm against her body. Why couldn't he have been there earlier?
"Ginny, can I. I wanna take you somewhere." He whispered into her ear and tucked a lock of hair behind her it gently. Ginny nodded in return and followed him away from the low hanging branches of the family tree beside the kitchen door and in moments she was on his broom in the air, taking off into the glorious night.
Draco sneered as his muscles jerked against the ropes. How dare that snake of a man! He couldn't even finish the idea in his head for fear of it coming true. He hadn't agreed to anything and to Voldemort, he had taken too much time to decide anything. So with that, Voldemort tied Draco to a chair and left him there, going off to fulfill Draco's duty instead of Draco himself. "If you want the job done at all, sometimes you have to do it yourself." Voldemort had trailed off, leaving the room and Draco.
"GINNY!!!" Draco yelled in grief, the ropes rubbing his skin raw until blood began to seep out under the cord. "Ah!" he bit back his pain as he clamped his teeth upon his bottom lip. What was Voldemort thinking of doing?
((Sorry it took me so so so so so long!!!!!!!! I'm lazy! There was school! If any of you can think up a better excuse I'd love to hear it!!!!!!))
With a silent cry for help she made her way across the wooden floor that brought chills up her spine from her bare feet. With each step she got closer to the door. She didn't know why but something was calling her outside. Something, she didn't know what. What was it? It seemed so familiar to her. Something from her past maybe? No, it was just familiar like that. What could it be?
She was now in the kitchen, the door to outside in plain site. What was she doing? Going after a feeling? Well, it wasn't like she hadn't done something like that before, right? I mean, Draco was a feeling and that didn't turn out wrong.
She reached the door and in a swift movement was out in the grass. The night air was blowing about her red hair with delight as her fair skin seemed to glimmer under the moon. It was almost a week after the new moon so there wasn't much of a moon that night, but that didn't mean there wasn't light abound. She shivered lightly at the new chill biting at her skin and turned to return to the warmth of the house. As her eyes fell upon the door the wind kicked up and the wooden frame shook, the door shutting tightly closed.
Ginny's heart dropped. That wasn't something that needed to happen to her at this time. She didn't need to be scared to death by the wind. Bad wind, very, very, very bad wind. With a small gulp she continued on. She looked to her sides to make sure no one was there as she walked up to the door. However, her hand reached out to take the knob and it wouldn't turn.
"What's going on?" She called into the night air. "Who are you? What do you want?" She was left in the silence of the night for second and minutes on end. Thoughts roamed in her head that shouldn't be there, the worst case scenario etc. until she heard and was relieved.
"Ginny?" That voice was rich and deep and so, so caring to her. She smiled immediately and turned to look for the shadow in the air, but there was none. Her brows furrowed for a second before her smile returned all the same.
"Draco? Where are you?" She called and in a split second he was there, before her, a grin on his beautiful features. He too was illuminated by the small sliver of the moon. "There you are baby." She trailed off and tossed her arms around him. He felt so warm against her body. Why couldn't he have been there earlier?
"Ginny, can I. I wanna take you somewhere." He whispered into her ear and tucked a lock of hair behind her it gently. Ginny nodded in return and followed him away from the low hanging branches of the family tree beside the kitchen door and in moments she was on his broom in the air, taking off into the glorious night.
Draco sneered as his muscles jerked against the ropes. How dare that snake of a man! He couldn't even finish the idea in his head for fear of it coming true. He hadn't agreed to anything and to Voldemort, he had taken too much time to decide anything. So with that, Voldemort tied Draco to a chair and left him there, going off to fulfill Draco's duty instead of Draco himself. "If you want the job done at all, sometimes you have to do it yourself." Voldemort had trailed off, leaving the room and Draco.
"GINNY!!!" Draco yelled in grief, the ropes rubbing his skin raw until blood began to seep out under the cord. "Ah!" he bit back his pain as he clamped his teeth upon his bottom lip. What was Voldemort thinking of doing?
((Sorry it took me so so so so so long!!!!!!!! I'm lazy! There was school! If any of you can think up a better excuse I'd love to hear it!!!!!!))