Title: Not Quite Heavenly
Author: Tiny Q
E-Mail: one_legged_lesbian_seagull@hotmail.com
A/N: Well, this part came to me when I was just about to fall asleep. Seems to be a bit of a trend. Then I got a sketch bunny and had to sketch it out. Bah. I think this story is just getting further and further off in left field. Next thing you know I will be past the bridge, residential district and near the city limits. What fun!
Disclaimer: I own nothing. Perhaps the plot is mine, but I can't find it...
Not Quite Heavenly
Chapter 2
Dreams
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The quill made pleasant scratching noises as Ginny drew it over the rough parchment. She could feel it against her skin as her left hand rested on it to hold the paper still. But it had to be done. She had to inform them that the job was done. That they had accomplished their objective.
She could feel his eyes on her, boring into the dirty skin on her back. He was staring at her in that way that she tended to try and ignore.
He was thinking of something. Plotting something. He always was. There was never a time that she had known him that he hadn't been plotting. With the exception of that one time. She pushed the thought away and finished the letter, signing it was a swirl of her wrist.
Folding it in half, she slid it into an envelope of equal grade. She sealed it with melted wax and impressed upon it the Malfoy crest, so the wax was it's own signature. She then stood up, walking towards the window to the left of the king sized four-poster. The owl was waiting expectantly as she approached and gave no protest as she attached his burden to its leg. Opening the window she let it fly out, to its destination. Only then did she turn to face the man on the bed.
He was lounging there, looking at her with the look she knew he would have on his face, the light catching at the silver in his hair. She frowned at him slowly then approached, pulling her hair away from her neck. His face did not change expression as she did this, but as she turned her back on him, she heard him sit up. A moment later she felt his cool fingers brush against her skin as his long and elegant fingers began to undo the bodice to her battle robes. She stood there, ever silent as his nimble fingers set to work.
When he had finished she peeled it off of her body and silently walked to the bathroom directly across from her. She did not turn around to see his face. She knew what he would look like. Hungry.
The shower helped wash the blood from her hands, the filth from her body, the feeling of hands clinging to her in desperation, in anger. She watched it as it all swirled away down the drain, feeling that she couldn't take it much longer. Felling that the war had to end soon before she could no longer wash the enemy's blood from her hands. Before something happened that she could not stop.
She emerged from the bathroom a time later, to see that the lights had all been turned off, all the candles extinguished. She made her way blindly towards the bed, fumbling slightly for the large down cover. She managed to make her way into bed and escape the chill of the night and had little time to wait before the chill was further forced away.
His arms were around her seconds after she had pulled the covers to her chin. He pulled her towards him and nestled his head into her hair, inhaling her scent. She leaned back into him, feeling suddenly that she could not have a care in the world.
"I love you," Draco Malfoy whispered into her ear.
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Ginny awoke with a start only to feel someone's arms tightly wrapped around her. Her eyes flew open and let out a little sound at the sight of her husband's sleeping face. He hadn't let go of her yet that night. She gave a little sigh. It had been a dream. A terrible dream.
Then something occurred to her. Pulling one of her hands free of Zacharis' grasp, she gently shook him. She felt a pang of guilt, knowing that he would not be impresses, but she had to know.
"Zach," she whispered as softly as she could, suddenly feeling nervous that the shadows could be listening to her. "Zach, wake up."
"What is it?" he mumbled, turning his face and burying it in her neck. She resisted the urge to giggle as his breath tickled her. This sensation made the feeling inside of her grow.
"Did you get out of bed any time during the night?" she asked him, still whispering.
He raised his head at this and looked blearily over at the cloak. It was three in the morning. "It still is night, Ginny," he grumbled, looking at her with tired eyes. Yet at the sight of her, they seemed to snap awake. "What's wrong?"
"Did you get out of bed any time last night?" she repeated, resisting the urge to look around the room. She didn't want to know if he was still there. Listening. Staring at her with that hungry look.
Zacharis frowned at her. "I had to send an owl to Neville shortly after you fell asleep. I forgot to do it when I was still awake," he responded, looking at her in concern. "Gin, you look rather pale, are you feeling alright?"
Ginny stared at him, feeling that the world had just fallen away from her and left her drifting in space. He had been gone. He had been missing from her side. Then that meant- That meant he really could have been there. That there really could be something wrong with her child. That it's life could be threatened.
"Ginny?" Zacharis asked, apprehension in his voice now. "What's wrong?"
Ginny's eyes focused in on him, and she let her head drop into him. Somehow she couldn't bring herself to tell him just yet. He would think her insane or just trying to screw around with his head. She would just have to tell him in the morning, when they were both properly awake. "Nothing," she muttered into his chest. "I just had a bad dream, that's all."
She could tell that he didn't quite believe her, that he thought there was something more going on. But he didn't say so. Only thing he did was wrap his arms more tightly around her and rest his head on her own. She felt safe there, for the time.
"Everything's fine now," he murmured to her. "They can't get you. I'll protect you, I swear I will."
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A/N: Well that was a little short, wasn't it?? Oh well. I will eventually be drawing the bodice scene. I have it sketched out but it's about 25th on the list of pics to finish. ~sigh~ Anyhoo, I don't know when the next part will come out or what is going to happen exactly, so I guess we will all just have to wait and see what happens.
Many thanks to: shock-a-lot(I'm beginning to wonder about those things myself...), sodafreak(You're hooked? I've never hooked someone before...), fyrechild, o0true0o(That should be out by Friday :D), Lallie(Yeah, he is. But I think they're similar in ways which is probably why I like Zach. He's all Draco but not. I creeped you out! ~does a cheer that she finally got Lallie back after all these years~), Queen of Night, tulzdavampslayer(So am I), JupiterS12(Jealousy makes you smile... well that's not odd... JK), norais, d[n-n]b(Interesting name :p) and Evalahn(Immediately??).