A/N: I told you I would update in a few days. Who didn't believe me when I
said that? Well you were wrong. Here's the next chapter. Enjoy!
Draco had brought back old memories. Memories of Tom. Never again would I let someone touch me like Tom had. It was wrong, perverted, and it had hurt so much. I don't want to go through it again. I don't want to hurt.
No one else knew what really happened down in the Chamber of secrets all those years ago. Not Harry, not my parents, Dumbledore, or any of my redheaded brothers. Nobody knew! So no one could really know what I am going through.
When Harry had spoken to me I realized that no one had even noticed, let alone thought that something might of happened to me. It broke my heart that there wasn't a single person in all the world that cared enough about me to ask if I was "okay".
I looked around myself, absorbing my surroundings. I was sitting in the library. I had a seat at the back, so there wasn't much to look at besides rows of books. I could hear Madam Pinch shush someone in the front of the library.
I shook my head. The librarian was always telling someone to be quiet. Most students were actually used to studying with tons of noise around them, but I don't see how Madam Pinch could know that. The last time she probably had to study for anything was most likely back in the Stone Age.
I was grinning at my own thoughts when I felt a tap on my shoulder. I turned around and looked up and found myself looking at Draco Malfoy, the one person on earth that I didn't want to see at that moment.
Seeing that he had my attention he st beside me, never once leaving my gaze. "We need to talk." He said bluntly. I just stared at him. I didn't feel like talking at that moment. I wanted to be left alone.
"Gin, are you even going to attempt to say something?" He asked. I didn't say anything.
"Fine! I'll be down by the lake everyday at lunch for a week. If you change your mind, and want to talk then you know where to find me." Then he got up and left.
I do admit, we needed to talk, but I wasn't so sure about what I was going to say. It was only Tuesday. I had seven days to figure things out. But until then I had a Potions test and a Hogsmead weekend to deal with.
*****
I sat infront of the roaring fire in the Leonake common room. It must have been around midnight. Through out one of the windows I could see that the moon was bright and full. Somewhere out there was my favourite Defence against the dark arts teacher, Remus Lupin. Ever since my first year we have always had a new DADA professor. Most of them turned up to be in league with Voldemort. Except Lupin. He had been the best professor I ever had. I actually miss him.
I heard the portrait hole open. I turned around and saw Professor Dumbledore and Traleway. "Miss Weasley, what are you doing out of bed at this hour?" Screeched Traleway.
"It does not matter at the moment." Dumbledore told Traleway. Looking back at me he said "Miss Weasley, would you be so kind as to wake the others. I have something rather important to say."
I got up from my seat. I knocked on Draco's door last. When there was no answer I went inside. I found Draco sleeping in his bed. His blankets were all bunched up at the end of his bed leaving him unveiled. Draco wore black pajamas pants, but he had no top on. He was well built. He after all had been the Slytherin seeker.
I put my hand on his shoulder, taking note that his skin was cold, I shook him awake. He moaned then opened up his eyes. Draco glanced at my hand that was still on his shoulder. I took back my hand.
"What's wrong?" Draco asked. He seemed concerned. It shocked me a little. It was the first time I had ever seen that expression on anyone.
"Nothing that I know of." I told him. "But Dumbledore wants to talk to us down in the common room." Then I walked out of the room. I didn't feel like staying any longer, not with him half dressed, and so tempting.
I came into the Common room where everyone else was. Everyone was still in their Pajamas. "Where is Mr Malfoy?" Asked Dumbledore.
"Here." said a voice behind me that I recognized as Draco's. For some reason I knew that Draco hadn't put on a shirt.
Without looking at him, I took my seat by the fire. "I have grave news." Said the Headmaster. "I do not want to be the one to tell you but it is my duty as headmaster." Dumbledore looked at each one of us, gazing longer at Pansy.
"It is my misfortune to inform you....." Dumbledore started. He glanced at Pansy, then quickly averted his gaze.
A/N: Well that's it for this chapter. Don't you just hate me for letting the story danggle? anyways..... Review, flame, or don't do anything at all. It's all good. Now I have to go squish a SPIDER!!!!!!!
Draco had brought back old memories. Memories of Tom. Never again would I let someone touch me like Tom had. It was wrong, perverted, and it had hurt so much. I don't want to go through it again. I don't want to hurt.
No one else knew what really happened down in the Chamber of secrets all those years ago. Not Harry, not my parents, Dumbledore, or any of my redheaded brothers. Nobody knew! So no one could really know what I am going through.
When Harry had spoken to me I realized that no one had even noticed, let alone thought that something might of happened to me. It broke my heart that there wasn't a single person in all the world that cared enough about me to ask if I was "okay".
I looked around myself, absorbing my surroundings. I was sitting in the library. I had a seat at the back, so there wasn't much to look at besides rows of books. I could hear Madam Pinch shush someone in the front of the library.
I shook my head. The librarian was always telling someone to be quiet. Most students were actually used to studying with tons of noise around them, but I don't see how Madam Pinch could know that. The last time she probably had to study for anything was most likely back in the Stone Age.
I was grinning at my own thoughts when I felt a tap on my shoulder. I turned around and looked up and found myself looking at Draco Malfoy, the one person on earth that I didn't want to see at that moment.
Seeing that he had my attention he st beside me, never once leaving my gaze. "We need to talk." He said bluntly. I just stared at him. I didn't feel like talking at that moment. I wanted to be left alone.
"Gin, are you even going to attempt to say something?" He asked. I didn't say anything.
"Fine! I'll be down by the lake everyday at lunch for a week. If you change your mind, and want to talk then you know where to find me." Then he got up and left.
I do admit, we needed to talk, but I wasn't so sure about what I was going to say. It was only Tuesday. I had seven days to figure things out. But until then I had a Potions test and a Hogsmead weekend to deal with.
*****
I sat infront of the roaring fire in the Leonake common room. It must have been around midnight. Through out one of the windows I could see that the moon was bright and full. Somewhere out there was my favourite Defence against the dark arts teacher, Remus Lupin. Ever since my first year we have always had a new DADA professor. Most of them turned up to be in league with Voldemort. Except Lupin. He had been the best professor I ever had. I actually miss him.
I heard the portrait hole open. I turned around and saw Professor Dumbledore and Traleway. "Miss Weasley, what are you doing out of bed at this hour?" Screeched Traleway.
"It does not matter at the moment." Dumbledore told Traleway. Looking back at me he said "Miss Weasley, would you be so kind as to wake the others. I have something rather important to say."
I got up from my seat. I knocked on Draco's door last. When there was no answer I went inside. I found Draco sleeping in his bed. His blankets were all bunched up at the end of his bed leaving him unveiled. Draco wore black pajamas pants, but he had no top on. He was well built. He after all had been the Slytherin seeker.
I put my hand on his shoulder, taking note that his skin was cold, I shook him awake. He moaned then opened up his eyes. Draco glanced at my hand that was still on his shoulder. I took back my hand.
"What's wrong?" Draco asked. He seemed concerned. It shocked me a little. It was the first time I had ever seen that expression on anyone.
"Nothing that I know of." I told him. "But Dumbledore wants to talk to us down in the common room." Then I walked out of the room. I didn't feel like staying any longer, not with him half dressed, and so tempting.
I came into the Common room where everyone else was. Everyone was still in their Pajamas. "Where is Mr Malfoy?" Asked Dumbledore.
"Here." said a voice behind me that I recognized as Draco's. For some reason I knew that Draco hadn't put on a shirt.
Without looking at him, I took my seat by the fire. "I have grave news." Said the Headmaster. "I do not want to be the one to tell you but it is my duty as headmaster." Dumbledore looked at each one of us, gazing longer at Pansy.
"It is my misfortune to inform you....." Dumbledore started. He glanced at Pansy, then quickly averted his gaze.
A/N: Well that's it for this chapter. Don't you just hate me for letting the story danggle? anyways..... Review, flame, or don't do anything at all. It's all good. Now I have to go squish a SPIDER!!!!!!!