Ginny looked up at the clock and saw she had another half an hour. Ginny
knew she needed help when she got out of the tower but who could she turn
to?
Ginny put her robes back on and pulled her legs up to her chest. Ginny thought of friends she could ask for help but three people stood out in her mind Harry, Hermione and Ron. The problem was how to contact them?
Ginny sighed out loud that echoed in the room.
Ginny got to her feet and leaned against the wall. She couldn't see a thing due to the lack of light.
The gong on the timer signalled for another fifteen minutes and Ginny began to watch the clock that glowed, as the time became less.
And yet a plan had formed in Ginny's head and nothing could stop it.
The timer began to ring. The time was up and the door opened.
Draco stood in the doorway with a grin on his face.
Ginny silently walked to the door but Draco wouldn't move.
"You're in luck today gin. I had other ideas of how to punish you too but unfortunately I have a business conference to go to in Ireland so the punishments will have to wait till Tuesday. Pity. Oh well I'd better go and get my elf to pack my stuff." smirked Draco before forcefully kissing her.
Draco then let go of her before walking back through the dungeons.
Ginny sighed silently with relief as she walked up to her quarters.
When she arrived she saw her two daughters sat on her window seat waiting for someone.
The older had long blonde hair and brown eyes that showed her Weasley essence. She had the pale Malfoy skin but was tall just like most Weasleys. She was dressed in a long dark green skirt and white top with a low neck.
The younger had Ginny's ginger hair and her father's icy eyes, which seemed out of place on her freckled face. She was dressed in a long grey velvet skirt and a black gypsy top.
"Can I help you girls?" asked Ginny sitting down on her sofa.
"Um mother we were wondering if we could talk to you," asked the oldest named Faith.
"Of course girls. Just a second." said Ginny getting up and locking the main door leading to her quarters.
Faith looked puzzled at her sister Jasmine.
"So what do you want to talk about?" asked Ginny sitting back down.
"We want to know why father treats you so cruelly," said Jasmine.
Ginny looked down at herself, trying to think of how to answer the question.
Tears began to appear in her eyes and both daughters rose to their feet to comfort her.
"I don't know girls. I just don't know," sobbed Ginny hugging her daughters.
Ginny trembled as she began to sob.
" We want to help you mom. We hate seeing you like this." said faith in a whisper.
"Nothing can help me dears," whispered Ginny looking down at her wedding ring.
"We're sure something can mum. Don't worry we'll take care of It." said Jasmine confidently.
"I do have an idea girls." sniffed Ginny dabbing her eyes with a cotton handkerchief.
" What is it mother?" asked Faith.
"You're not going to like it my dears and I don't either but it's the only choice I have." said Ginny before she paused.
"NO! Mother you can't!" protested Jasmine catching on.
"I don't have any choice my dear. He won't let me go till death. And if that's the only way for me to escape then so be It." explained Ginny.
"But that's barbaric!" exclaimed Faith.
"And what about us and Benz? You can't leave us with him!" protested Jasmine nearly close to tears.
"Don't worry babies. I've an idea. It will involve the three of you been split up between three of my brothers. You'll be safe with them. Problem is which three?" pondered Ginny.
"Why how many do you have?" asked Jasmine.
"Let's see there's Bill in Egypt, Charlie in Romania, Percy in America, Fred and George in Hogsmeade and Ron in London. I think that's all of them. Mom and dad are still alive as far as I know. They live near Ottery St Catchpole," said Ginny counting them off.
"What do they do?" asked Faith eagerly.
"Bill works for Gringotts, Charlie works with dragons, Percy works for the American Ministry division in New York, Fred and George work in Zonko's joke shop and Ron is an Auror. My mother is a house wife and my father works for the ministry in the misuse of Muggle artefacts department," said Ginny.
"I'd like to live with uncle Ron. He sounds very nice," said Jasmine.
"How about you Faith?" asked Ginny.
"I don't know," sighed Faith.
"Anyway girls I need to write to my brothers and explain my predicament. Maybe they will agree to my decision," said Ginny getting out a piece of parchment.
"When you've done one copy why not let us know and we'll help you copy it up a few times." said Jasmine.
"Thanks girls." smiled Ginny tearfully.
There was a knock at the door and Ginny answered the door.
"Faith, Jasmine, come out of there. I should have known you'd kidnap them!" snapped Narcissa pushing Ginny to one side and dragging the girls out.
Ginny said nothing.
"Not even an apology. Typical Weasley blood!" sneered Narcissa before slamming the door behind her.
Ginny sighed before beginning to write a letter to bill.
Ginny put her robes back on and pulled her legs up to her chest. Ginny thought of friends she could ask for help but three people stood out in her mind Harry, Hermione and Ron. The problem was how to contact them?
Ginny sighed out loud that echoed in the room.
Ginny got to her feet and leaned against the wall. She couldn't see a thing due to the lack of light.
The gong on the timer signalled for another fifteen minutes and Ginny began to watch the clock that glowed, as the time became less.
And yet a plan had formed in Ginny's head and nothing could stop it.
The timer began to ring. The time was up and the door opened.
Draco stood in the doorway with a grin on his face.
Ginny silently walked to the door but Draco wouldn't move.
"You're in luck today gin. I had other ideas of how to punish you too but unfortunately I have a business conference to go to in Ireland so the punishments will have to wait till Tuesday. Pity. Oh well I'd better go and get my elf to pack my stuff." smirked Draco before forcefully kissing her.
Draco then let go of her before walking back through the dungeons.
Ginny sighed silently with relief as she walked up to her quarters.
When she arrived she saw her two daughters sat on her window seat waiting for someone.
The older had long blonde hair and brown eyes that showed her Weasley essence. She had the pale Malfoy skin but was tall just like most Weasleys. She was dressed in a long dark green skirt and white top with a low neck.
The younger had Ginny's ginger hair and her father's icy eyes, which seemed out of place on her freckled face. She was dressed in a long grey velvet skirt and a black gypsy top.
"Can I help you girls?" asked Ginny sitting down on her sofa.
"Um mother we were wondering if we could talk to you," asked the oldest named Faith.
"Of course girls. Just a second." said Ginny getting up and locking the main door leading to her quarters.
Faith looked puzzled at her sister Jasmine.
"So what do you want to talk about?" asked Ginny sitting back down.
"We want to know why father treats you so cruelly," said Jasmine.
Ginny looked down at herself, trying to think of how to answer the question.
Tears began to appear in her eyes and both daughters rose to their feet to comfort her.
"I don't know girls. I just don't know," sobbed Ginny hugging her daughters.
Ginny trembled as she began to sob.
" We want to help you mom. We hate seeing you like this." said faith in a whisper.
"Nothing can help me dears," whispered Ginny looking down at her wedding ring.
"We're sure something can mum. Don't worry we'll take care of It." said Jasmine confidently.
"I do have an idea girls." sniffed Ginny dabbing her eyes with a cotton handkerchief.
" What is it mother?" asked Faith.
"You're not going to like it my dears and I don't either but it's the only choice I have." said Ginny before she paused.
"NO! Mother you can't!" protested Jasmine catching on.
"I don't have any choice my dear. He won't let me go till death. And if that's the only way for me to escape then so be It." explained Ginny.
"But that's barbaric!" exclaimed Faith.
"And what about us and Benz? You can't leave us with him!" protested Jasmine nearly close to tears.
"Don't worry babies. I've an idea. It will involve the three of you been split up between three of my brothers. You'll be safe with them. Problem is which three?" pondered Ginny.
"Why how many do you have?" asked Jasmine.
"Let's see there's Bill in Egypt, Charlie in Romania, Percy in America, Fred and George in Hogsmeade and Ron in London. I think that's all of them. Mom and dad are still alive as far as I know. They live near Ottery St Catchpole," said Ginny counting them off.
"What do they do?" asked Faith eagerly.
"Bill works for Gringotts, Charlie works with dragons, Percy works for the American Ministry division in New York, Fred and George work in Zonko's joke shop and Ron is an Auror. My mother is a house wife and my father works for the ministry in the misuse of Muggle artefacts department," said Ginny.
"I'd like to live with uncle Ron. He sounds very nice," said Jasmine.
"How about you Faith?" asked Ginny.
"I don't know," sighed Faith.
"Anyway girls I need to write to my brothers and explain my predicament. Maybe they will agree to my decision," said Ginny getting out a piece of parchment.
"When you've done one copy why not let us know and we'll help you copy it up a few times." said Jasmine.
"Thanks girls." smiled Ginny tearfully.
There was a knock at the door and Ginny answered the door.
"Faith, Jasmine, come out of there. I should have known you'd kidnap them!" snapped Narcissa pushing Ginny to one side and dragging the girls out.
Ginny said nothing.
"Not even an apology. Typical Weasley blood!" sneered Narcissa before slamming the door behind her.
Ginny sighed before beginning to write a letter to bill.