Summary: It's Ginny's 6th year and everyone keeps treating her like a
child. She'd rather die than be driven insane.
Disclaimer: Harry Potter I would like you to meet Amaka Ogbodo, Amaka Ogbodo Harry Potter. Oh well we've just met I certainly don't own you.
A/N: I know I've been updating frequently, but I really want 2 get this story out there cause I've been working super hard on it. Well, now the true drama will unfold.
Chapter 8: The Awkwardness Continues.
Ginny was headed towards the library when a figure came out of the shadows.
"Well, well, well. Odd seeing you headed to the library." Malfoy said. However this Malfoy was not Draco, it was Lucius. "But out of your throng of a family, one of you Weasley's is bound to have an IQ above forty."
"I-uh- I-I (*gulp*) I." Ginny sputtered. She could feel her hands shake and her knees weaken. She took a step back but Lucius sauntered forward.
"Such a pretty girl." Lucius said slowly. "Pity your family isn't respectable. You would make a great Malfoy." He said touching the snake head of his cape to her head. "Only. the hair.tsk tsk, dreadful."
Ginny was rendered speechless.
"I'll be seeing you, my dear." And with that, Lucius swiftly walked away. Ginny released a breath she did not know she was holding and her breathing became ragged. Tears blurred her vision and she couldn't even see the direction she was running in. She had just run into the man that made her first year at Hogwarts the worst ever year, in her life. The man who haunted her nightmares, (*along with Tom Riddle*), for years. When she turned a corner, she ran into another person she did not want to see. Draco.
" 'Lo Ginny!" Draco said brightly.
"Get. Away. From. Me!" Ginny seethed.
"What's wrong?"
"You and your bloody father!" She screamed.
"My father? What does he have to do with anything?" Draco asked.
"Just don't come near me." Ginny said backing away. "Harry was right. There had to be some reason you were trying to be nice to me."
Draco walked up to her and put his hands on her shoulders. She flinched and Draco paused for a second. Regaining his composure, he stared into her watery eyes and asked again"
"What about my father?"
"As if you don't know." She replied stiffly. She sucked up her tears and held her head high. Giving him a dark once over, she brushed past him, and changing routes again, headed to the library.
Utterly baffled, Draco headed to his dormitory. He saw his handsome owl Hercules on his bed and went over to stroke him. He nipped Draco's finger softly and flew to his cage to eat. When Hercules shifted, Draco spotted a letter in a black envelope, in silver ink addressed: Draco Malfoy. He tore it open and it read:
"Draco-
As you know, your initiation is soon in coming. Being a death eater is no simple matter boy. You will be serving a great wizard, and a simple tattoo won't prove your loyalty. It takes dedication. Strength. Power. Sacrifice. Human Sacrifice. Which is why I have chosen yours. Virginia Weasley. She is vulnerable, as is her muggle loving fool of a father. When she is dead her father will be in so much grieving for 'daughter dearest' that he won't have the energy to meddle in our affairs any longer. I will send more details later.
-Your Father
A/N: You know the 3 R's..
Disclaimer: Harry Potter I would like you to meet Amaka Ogbodo, Amaka Ogbodo Harry Potter. Oh well we've just met I certainly don't own you.
A/N: I know I've been updating frequently, but I really want 2 get this story out there cause I've been working super hard on it. Well, now the true drama will unfold.
Chapter 8: The Awkwardness Continues.
Ginny was headed towards the library when a figure came out of the shadows.
"Well, well, well. Odd seeing you headed to the library." Malfoy said. However this Malfoy was not Draco, it was Lucius. "But out of your throng of a family, one of you Weasley's is bound to have an IQ above forty."
"I-uh- I-I (*gulp*) I." Ginny sputtered. She could feel her hands shake and her knees weaken. She took a step back but Lucius sauntered forward.
"Such a pretty girl." Lucius said slowly. "Pity your family isn't respectable. You would make a great Malfoy." He said touching the snake head of his cape to her head. "Only. the hair.tsk tsk, dreadful."
Ginny was rendered speechless.
"I'll be seeing you, my dear." And with that, Lucius swiftly walked away. Ginny released a breath she did not know she was holding and her breathing became ragged. Tears blurred her vision and she couldn't even see the direction she was running in. She had just run into the man that made her first year at Hogwarts the worst ever year, in her life. The man who haunted her nightmares, (*along with Tom Riddle*), for years. When she turned a corner, she ran into another person she did not want to see. Draco.
" 'Lo Ginny!" Draco said brightly.
"Get. Away. From. Me!" Ginny seethed.
"What's wrong?"
"You and your bloody father!" She screamed.
"My father? What does he have to do with anything?" Draco asked.
"Just don't come near me." Ginny said backing away. "Harry was right. There had to be some reason you were trying to be nice to me."
Draco walked up to her and put his hands on her shoulders. She flinched and Draco paused for a second. Regaining his composure, he stared into her watery eyes and asked again"
"What about my father?"
"As if you don't know." She replied stiffly. She sucked up her tears and held her head high. Giving him a dark once over, she brushed past him, and changing routes again, headed to the library.
Utterly baffled, Draco headed to his dormitory. He saw his handsome owl Hercules on his bed and went over to stroke him. He nipped Draco's finger softly and flew to his cage to eat. When Hercules shifted, Draco spotted a letter in a black envelope, in silver ink addressed: Draco Malfoy. He tore it open and it read:
"Draco-
As you know, your initiation is soon in coming. Being a death eater is no simple matter boy. You will be serving a great wizard, and a simple tattoo won't prove your loyalty. It takes dedication. Strength. Power. Sacrifice. Human Sacrifice. Which is why I have chosen yours. Virginia Weasley. She is vulnerable, as is her muggle loving fool of a father. When she is dead her father will be in so much grieving for 'daughter dearest' that he won't have the energy to meddle in our affairs any longer. I will send more details later.
-Your Father
A/N: You know the 3 R's..