Author's Note: OK JK Rowling is responsible for all Harry Potter thingy majiggys so yea… umm… righty-o… thanx so much to Alex for telling me when my story sucks ass and Luna 4 tellin me what NOT to do with my story… n to both of u 4 ur awesome ideas… u both rock… Aiight… here we go
Out of this world
Chapter 8: Anger, Pain, and Resolve
Draco smiled at the round eyed girl standing in front of him. Her red hair was gently falling into her face. Obviously she was in shock.
"What are you doing here?" Virginia Weasley looked at him with a mixture of awe and terror.
"Cool it Weasel, I just followed Granger, Potter and your dear brother. I need to talk to you." he looked at her gently as she continued to glare at him. The cat that was cradled in his arms turned to glare back at her owner. 'Come on Gin, just say yes!' Draco silently pleased with her.
"Alright, we'll talk, but not here. Some one might come down and find us. Let's go up to the owlery. I don't expect we'd run into too many people there at this hour." Draco watched as she spun on her heel and walked back through the portrait hole. Hecate hopped out of Draco's arms and went to curl up in an armchair near the fire. Glancing back around the room once more, Draco followed quickly hoping not to aggravate the girl, and unaware of the pair of eyes that followed him out of the tower.
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The Owlery was indeed empty, both of most of its regular occupants, and their owners. Ginny stood by a small owl near the window that looked much like a fluffy tennis ball. Draco watched as she gently stroked the bird and cooed to it before turning to face the reason she was up there
"Alright, talk." Draco winced at the iciness in her voice as she spoke to him.
"Ouch, she bites."
"Malfoy if you don't have anything constructive to say why did you drag me up here?"
"If I'm not mistaken Ms. Weasley, you were the one that suggested the Owlery for our little rendez-vous, so I didn't drag you anywhere." He shot her glare for glare, daring her to piss him off.
"Piss of Malfoy. I wasn't the one who broke into Gryffindor Tower just to harass an unsuspecting 6th year."
"First off, I didn't break into anywhere. I simply followed in those three dolts. Merlin knows they wouldn't have a clue if one fell in their laps. And second, I'm not harassing you. I was going to ask you if you needed help dislodging that pole from your arse, but you OBVIOUSLY have it under control." He smirked arrogantly at her. "Either that or you should tell Potter to try the other side for a change."
Ginny's eyes lit up in contempt, "How dare you, you bastard. Who gave you authority to mock me and the people I surround myself with? You have no right. Especially considering you strut around with Parkinson in tow, snogging her every chance you get!"
"And your saying I have no right to mock you and your 'friends'? That's a double standard. It only works if it works for you, and I don't buy it. Besides, Pansy follows me; I don't go willingly with her."
"Yeah, and I'm sure the rumors that she and you practically share the Head Boy dormitory is untrue as well." Her sarcastic tone echoed through the near empty Owlery.
"Why does it matter to you who sleeps in my bed? You made it quite clear tonight that you didn't want it to be you!" He turned away from her gaze in anger. She had just made him say the one thing he had been avoiding since they gotten there.
"You… but… and I… I have to go." Draco watched her bolt out the door. 'What was that about?'
He made his way slowly back to his chamber. After closing the door behind him, Draco just stood there leaning against it. The night had been tiring for him, but the last thing he wanted to do was sleep. He knew that the second he closed his eyes her face would enter his mind. He wasn't ready to see her again. Not yet.
A sharp screech from on top of the dresser alerted Draco that his owl had brought him something. He called the regal looking creature down to him and detached the letter. He turned it over and looked at the seal. It was from his father.
'Oh fuck.'
He slipped his forefinger under the seal and pulled out the crisp piece of parchment. His eyes washed over his father's perfect handwriting, barely even taking in the words.
Draco,
I expect you are well enough. Your mother extends her best wishes to you. I however am severely displeased at recent information that has been gathered to my attention. Your relationship with the girl will not continue Draco. Your mind should be set on the 'event' to come. I have not gathered who she is, though I do implore you to tell me. You know I will find out sometime.
In any case, the time is drawing near. He will be coming for his trophy soon, so don't be too astonished. I pray that you do not tarnish the Malfoy name. My prayers are exhausted, nonetheless, knowing your obvious foolishness.
Take heed in my word boy, for it will not be the last.
Lucius Malfoy
Draco sighed staring at the paper in his hand. Of course, the prize, how could he have forgotten? All Lucius had talked about all summer, excepting of course the poor workmanship of the house-elves, was how Voldemort was looking for his prize. What it was Draco had no clue, but he was sure he would soon.
Turning back to his bed, Draco realized how tired he was. It was well past 2 in the morning and he had classes at 9. He carefully stretched and walked over to his dresser. Looking in it for something to where Draco began to get aggravated. The drawer closed with a crash as he walked back to his bed and stripped down completely.
He lay down beneath the silk covers in the pitch blackness, staring up at the ceiling. His cold silver-grey eyes were slowly adjusting to the darkness around him. It didn't matter though, because the only thing Draco saw was Ginny, stuttering over her words as she ran scared from the Owlery. He felt so completely daft for practically telling her he wanted to fuck her.
Draco groaned. Not that that was far from the truth. He just didn't want her to know that. A steady ache spread through Draco's lower abdomen at the thought. 'Oh well' he thought, 'I needed a shower anyways, who cares if it has to be a cold one.'
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A/N: ok I kno, short right??? Yea well im sry… not exactly easy to write about my dears I mean… fight, letter, sleep… not too much to exaggerate on there… I promise the next chapter will be longer… ill try to make an effort… and thas not too easy for me my dears… newayz, goodnight peoples!!!! R/R!!! I want 10 new reviews on my desk by tomorrow!!! O n constructive criticism wouldn't be turned away, n if ne of u can tell me how to change the setting so I can accept anonymous reviews id luv u 4ever!!! thnx