A/N: Ok now that I have kept you waiting for a little while (snickers) I am
actually going to update. It's kindda funny because I had to re-read the
last chapter I wrote. I couldn't remember what I wrote. Oh hey good news
I'm going to Trent University. Not that you needed to know that; I just had
to say it. Anyways I know what your thinking 'get to the story already!'
Well here it is the next chapter. Enjoy!
I've been picking at my food for the last half hour. I haven't been too interested in food ever since Dumbledore's bad news. I know that I didn't really know Lucy, and that I'm not the best of friends with Pansy, but I still feel really bad. I'm not the only one either. Draco and Blaise have been down in the dumps lately as well, not that I've been keeping tabs.
My brother and his friends are sitting at their regular spot at the Leonake table. Draco and Blaise aren't sitting in their spots, they are over with the Slytherins having a grumpy ol' time.
Everyone is the whole school is kind of in the dumps, including the Gryffindors, most of them anyways. There were the rare few who actually looked happy. I don't know if they had heard the news yet or if they are just being gits.
Ronald is very content today. He was singing that song earlier, how does it go? Oh yeah, "Ding Dong the witch is dead". Hermione had been pretty mad at him for chanting that through the halls.
I must admit Hermione and Harry seem kind of confused as to what they are supposed to feel. I mean they have always supported each other, but I don't think they completely agree with Ron.
An Owl swooped down, suddenly, infront of me. I pride the note out of it's beak. Then the Owl got up and flew out of the Great Hall.
Everyone was staring at me. It wasn't every day that a student received a letter at Lunch. I looked around the Great Hall. Whenever I made eye contact with anybody, they looked away. Finally my gaze came upon Draco's seat. However, Draco wasn't sitting in it. My eyes flew towards the doors. Draco was leaving the Great Hall. I wonder where he's going? Probably to the hospital wing to visit Pansy.
I drew my attention back to the note. I ripped open the seal and unfolded the paper. It read:
Gin,
Since It's raining outside, I will meet you in the chamber.
Draco
Oh, Merlin! I had forgotten all about meeting him. I had been to caught up in thinking about Pansy.
I looked down at my plate. I hadn't eaten a single bite. I pushed my plate away, stood up and left the Great Hall. I started to head towards Myrtle's bathroom when I heard footsteps behind me. When I looked back I saw Hermione coming towards me at a run.
"Ginny, Is everything alright?" I heard her say
Hermione was now walking beside me. Why did she have to follow me? Couldn't she ignore me like everyone else?
"I'm fine Hermione." I said not looking at her.
"Are you sure?" She asked. I started to say something but she continued. "Because you didn't eat anything and then there was the bad news."
"I'm fine, Hermione!" I said, nearly yelling. Hermione stopped in her tracks. I picked up my pace.
"Where are you going?"
That nearly stumped me. If I told her I was going to the washroom, she would come along. If I told her where I was really going, she would put a hex on me. And if I didn't tell her anything she would go to Ron and Harry and tell them that there was something wrong. There was only one thing I could do.
I turned around and looked at Hermione. She didn't deserve what I was about to say, but I needed her out of my hair. "None of your business, you stupid bitch!"
I saw the tears come, and I saw her run the other way. I felt so bad. I'd have to apologize... but later. I quickly went on my way and in no time I was in the chamber.
Something occurred to me then. How did Draco get in the chamber? I had taught the password to Blaise. As I walked up to the sitting area (we had created it our first week in the chamber) I thought about the different ways he could have gotten in. ONE; Blaise had told him the password. TWO; Blaise had opened the chamber for him. THREE; Draco speaks Parseltongue.
Draco was sitting in the most comfortable chair in the chamber. It was a puffy, maroon chair. I was the one who had transfigured it, but I never actually sat in it.
Draco smiled at me as I neared. It made me melt, not that I would let it show. I couldn't let him get to me, not in this place.
"How did you get in here?" I asked out right as I sat down on the couch."
"I said the password."
"I know that, but how do you know the password? I never told you."
"Overheard."
Oh! Well, that explained it. We sat there for a few minutes in silence. I looked around, everything sent shivers down my spine. I hate it down here. Draco on the other hand looked very smug with himself. He just stared holes into my head, wearing a grin. Maybe he knows something! Does he know what happened to me? Did he choose this place just to torment me?
"Would you stop staring at me like that?" I asked him.
"You said you were willing to talk. So talk." He said. It sounded like he was angry with me. At that moment I was scared. I didn't want to be there.
"Ok. Well when you tried to... you know. It reminded me of something." He kept staring. "I'll say this fast. It's the only way I'll ever get it out." I said. He continued to stare at me. It was like he didn't want me there, or he didn't want to be there. I don't know which.
I took a deep breath. It's time that I said something. "No one really knows what happened down here, my first year. Harry had found me close to death, but that's all anybody knows. What really happened is even more terrifying, at least to me." I closed my eyes. I could hear Draco taking deep breaths.
"I thought you were going to say this fast!" He snapped. My eyes shot open. This was not like Draco. This was not the way he speaks to me. This is how he treats Weasley's. A tear went down my cheek. Again with my family.
I got up and started to walk away. I was nearly to the door when I felt a warm hand grab my arm. I freaked. "Don't touch me!" I screamed. The hand let me go. I didn't want Tom to hurt me again. Not Again! I stumbled to the ground and crawled over to one of the snake pillars, sobbing the whole way. With my back to the pillar, and my eyes blinded by tears, I said "I'll be good. Just don't hurt me. Please Tom."
I saw Tom bend down. He wiped away my tears and tucked my hair behind my ears.
"Shhhhh.... I'm not Tom. I'm Draco." I looked up and I did see Draco. It had just been my imagination. What had just happened?
"I'm so sorry." I sobbed, as new tears streaked down my cheeks. I covered my face with my hands, and cried.
"It's okay. Tom's gone. Shhhhh...." Draco said as he wrapped his arms around me. I put my arms around his waist and cried into his chest.
We stayed that way for so long. Then I broke away. I wiped my tears and continued telling my story. "I'll spare you the details." I told Draco.
"You don't have to say anything." He said, comforting me. I knew that he knew, but I had to say it.
"I have to say it. It's important that I do." I told him. "Tom raped me."
A/N: I actually think I can stop the fic here and it would be complete, but I can't do that to you guys. I'll keep on going. Besides there are a few loose ends to fill in. Well... review, flame, or don't do anything at all. It's all good.
I've been picking at my food for the last half hour. I haven't been too interested in food ever since Dumbledore's bad news. I know that I didn't really know Lucy, and that I'm not the best of friends with Pansy, but I still feel really bad. I'm not the only one either. Draco and Blaise have been down in the dumps lately as well, not that I've been keeping tabs.
My brother and his friends are sitting at their regular spot at the Leonake table. Draco and Blaise aren't sitting in their spots, they are over with the Slytherins having a grumpy ol' time.
Everyone is the whole school is kind of in the dumps, including the Gryffindors, most of them anyways. There were the rare few who actually looked happy. I don't know if they had heard the news yet or if they are just being gits.
Ronald is very content today. He was singing that song earlier, how does it go? Oh yeah, "Ding Dong the witch is dead". Hermione had been pretty mad at him for chanting that through the halls.
I must admit Hermione and Harry seem kind of confused as to what they are supposed to feel. I mean they have always supported each other, but I don't think they completely agree with Ron.
An Owl swooped down, suddenly, infront of me. I pride the note out of it's beak. Then the Owl got up and flew out of the Great Hall.
Everyone was staring at me. It wasn't every day that a student received a letter at Lunch. I looked around the Great Hall. Whenever I made eye contact with anybody, they looked away. Finally my gaze came upon Draco's seat. However, Draco wasn't sitting in it. My eyes flew towards the doors. Draco was leaving the Great Hall. I wonder where he's going? Probably to the hospital wing to visit Pansy.
I drew my attention back to the note. I ripped open the seal and unfolded the paper. It read:
Gin,
Since It's raining outside, I will meet you in the chamber.
Draco
Oh, Merlin! I had forgotten all about meeting him. I had been to caught up in thinking about Pansy.
I looked down at my plate. I hadn't eaten a single bite. I pushed my plate away, stood up and left the Great Hall. I started to head towards Myrtle's bathroom when I heard footsteps behind me. When I looked back I saw Hermione coming towards me at a run.
"Ginny, Is everything alright?" I heard her say
Hermione was now walking beside me. Why did she have to follow me? Couldn't she ignore me like everyone else?
"I'm fine Hermione." I said not looking at her.
"Are you sure?" She asked. I started to say something but she continued. "Because you didn't eat anything and then there was the bad news."
"I'm fine, Hermione!" I said, nearly yelling. Hermione stopped in her tracks. I picked up my pace.
"Where are you going?"
That nearly stumped me. If I told her I was going to the washroom, she would come along. If I told her where I was really going, she would put a hex on me. And if I didn't tell her anything she would go to Ron and Harry and tell them that there was something wrong. There was only one thing I could do.
I turned around and looked at Hermione. She didn't deserve what I was about to say, but I needed her out of my hair. "None of your business, you stupid bitch!"
I saw the tears come, and I saw her run the other way. I felt so bad. I'd have to apologize... but later. I quickly went on my way and in no time I was in the chamber.
Something occurred to me then. How did Draco get in the chamber? I had taught the password to Blaise. As I walked up to the sitting area (we had created it our first week in the chamber) I thought about the different ways he could have gotten in. ONE; Blaise had told him the password. TWO; Blaise had opened the chamber for him. THREE; Draco speaks Parseltongue.
Draco was sitting in the most comfortable chair in the chamber. It was a puffy, maroon chair. I was the one who had transfigured it, but I never actually sat in it.
Draco smiled at me as I neared. It made me melt, not that I would let it show. I couldn't let him get to me, not in this place.
"How did you get in here?" I asked out right as I sat down on the couch."
"I said the password."
"I know that, but how do you know the password? I never told you."
"Overheard."
Oh! Well, that explained it. We sat there for a few minutes in silence. I looked around, everything sent shivers down my spine. I hate it down here. Draco on the other hand looked very smug with himself. He just stared holes into my head, wearing a grin. Maybe he knows something! Does he know what happened to me? Did he choose this place just to torment me?
"Would you stop staring at me like that?" I asked him.
"You said you were willing to talk. So talk." He said. It sounded like he was angry with me. At that moment I was scared. I didn't want to be there.
"Ok. Well when you tried to... you know. It reminded me of something." He kept staring. "I'll say this fast. It's the only way I'll ever get it out." I said. He continued to stare at me. It was like he didn't want me there, or he didn't want to be there. I don't know which.
I took a deep breath. It's time that I said something. "No one really knows what happened down here, my first year. Harry had found me close to death, but that's all anybody knows. What really happened is even more terrifying, at least to me." I closed my eyes. I could hear Draco taking deep breaths.
"I thought you were going to say this fast!" He snapped. My eyes shot open. This was not like Draco. This was not the way he speaks to me. This is how he treats Weasley's. A tear went down my cheek. Again with my family.
I got up and started to walk away. I was nearly to the door when I felt a warm hand grab my arm. I freaked. "Don't touch me!" I screamed. The hand let me go. I didn't want Tom to hurt me again. Not Again! I stumbled to the ground and crawled over to one of the snake pillars, sobbing the whole way. With my back to the pillar, and my eyes blinded by tears, I said "I'll be good. Just don't hurt me. Please Tom."
I saw Tom bend down. He wiped away my tears and tucked my hair behind my ears.
"Shhhhh.... I'm not Tom. I'm Draco." I looked up and I did see Draco. It had just been my imagination. What had just happened?
"I'm so sorry." I sobbed, as new tears streaked down my cheeks. I covered my face with my hands, and cried.
"It's okay. Tom's gone. Shhhhh...." Draco said as he wrapped his arms around me. I put my arms around his waist and cried into his chest.
We stayed that way for so long. Then I broke away. I wiped my tears and continued telling my story. "I'll spare you the details." I told Draco.
"You don't have to say anything." He said, comforting me. I knew that he knew, but I had to say it.
"I have to say it. It's important that I do." I told him. "Tom raped me."
A/N: I actually think I can stop the fic here and it would be complete, but I can't do that to you guys. I'll keep on going. Besides there are a few loose ends to fill in. Well... review, flame, or don't do anything at all. It's all good.