"Draco? Are you here?" Ginny softly yelled. After she left her mom, she apparated over to Draco's apartment to see if she could talk to him. He looked really bad when he left.
"Draco?" She yelled again, this time a little louder. "Ginny?" Draco walked into the doorway of the kitchen. "What are you doing here? Why aren't you with your dad?"
"Oh Draco. I am really sorry for what happened back at the hospital." She rushed over to hug him. " Dad didn't mean it, my mom didn't mean it." She looked up at his face. " We both knew it would take awhile." Draco smiled at her. "Yeah Gin, I know. I'm alright, really. I just want to know what happened to him."
Ginny let go of him and looked thoughtful. Then she looked mad. "How dare he? How dare he do that to my father?! If he's not your father anymore, then why does he care? I am going over there right now so I can see what he did to him." She was all ready to go out the door when Draco grabbed her wrist. "What, are you crazy Ginny? Just going over all alone? You are not going over at all. I know you're mad, but you cant do anything, except maybe get yourself killed. If anyone goes over, it'll be me."
Ginny sighed. "Alright. Go. Just be careful. I'm going over to get Ally. I haven't seen her for a couple of days and I miss her terribly." She smiled up at him weakly. "So much has been going on lately." Draco looked down at her and touched her cheek briefly. Then he grabbed his wand and disapparated. Ginny suddenly sat down, feeling cold. Even though she knew it had nothing to do with the temperature outside, she wrapped a blanket around herself. 'I don't want him going over there.' She thought. ' If anything happens to him, I'll never forgive myself.' She closed her eyes and a tear ran down.
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The wind was blowing hard and the sky promised rain as Draco went over to his fathers house. He stopped at the door and tried to calm himself down. Its been months since he's been over there. He opened the door and went inside. He knew where his father was, in the library. As he walked there he looked around to see if anything really changed. It hasn't. He got to the room and opened the door. "Father?" He yelled. Then he saw him sitting on the leather sofa. The library was huge, much bigger than most peoples. It had tall bookcases lining the walls, except for an opening left for the fireplace. In the middle of the room there were two sofas put with there backs to each other, and a chair on each side of the couches with small tables by each one. A deep green and black rug was on the floor.
His father looked up and instantly grew red. "What are you doing in here? I told you to never come here again!"
" Father, I'm not coming for forgiveness or anything like that," He said coldly. "I came because I wanted to know why you did what you did to Mr.Weasley."
Malfoy smiled. " You always were a stupid boy, Draco. Never bright." He looked at Draco for a second, as if to see if suddenly the answer popped into his head. It didn't. "Because I saw how him and that wife of his were forgiving you and starting to like you. I cant have that now can I." He smirked.
"Let me just ask you something, Father. Did I ever, ever in my whole life, ever mean anything to you?" Draco asked as he glared at his father. Lucius laughed.
"What do you think?" He laughed again. Then his look turned to disgust. "Of course not. Did you actually think that I did? When I found out your mother was pregnant, I begged her, threatened her, did everything I could, for her to have an abortion. But did she listen? No. I hated you since I first found out about you." Draco was standing very still. "You remember that time I was teaching you to swim? Do you think I really wanted you to swim? I threw you in because I wanted you to drown. Then I could always claim you went out too far and I just couldn't save you. Or that time I was teaching you how to play quidditch I was hoping you would fall off your broom. All of the times I tried to kill you, you always survived."
Draco's eyes were shining. "I hate you." He whispered. His face was totally different. Many emotions ran together at that moment. Hurt, hate, love, sadness. They were all there. " I hate you!!" He yelled the last words in a rage that he never knew he had. He pulled his wand out and screamed out, "Ripptocusho!" It was a spell that made the opponent hurt so bad they felt like they were already dead. It hit Lucius and he went flying back. He lay still on the floor. Draco was breathing hard. He walked over to his father. He wasn't moving. Draco knelt down and felt his pulse. It wasn't there. Draco put his face in his hands and tears of sadness, relief, and frustration from the past few months came out of his eyes. "Father," He whispered. "How could you?" Then he passed out.
"Daddy! Come on! I want to go swimming! I am so glad that you're going to teach me how to swim." He smiled up at his father with happy, trusting eyes. He adored his father and loved to do things with him, but his father rarely had the time. Little Draco, six years old, got to the ocean first. "Okay daddy! Lets go!" His father picked him up. Then he said, " If you're going to learn to swim, you're going to have to learn it like a man." Then Draco was thrown far into the water. He started thrashing around yelling. "Daddy! Daddy! I'm scared, get me out!" Then he went under. He came up again coughing. "Daddy!" His father stood watching. "You're going to have to learn some way, Draco. Be a man, don't act childish." Draco started crying. "Help me! Please!" He went under again. There was a big splash as a man jumped into the water, and went over to the drowning boy. He got a hold of him and carried him to shore. "What, are you crazy? This boy almost drowned, what were you doing just standing there?" The man yelled. Then he hurriedly pumped the water out of Draco's lungs. Draco started coughing and breathed deeply for a few seconds. The man patted him on the back on asked if he was alright. Draco nodded. Then he looked up at his father. "Daddy? Why did you do that?" He asked in a young, pitiful voice.
"You had to learn someway. That was a good way to learn." Draco still scared and eyes showed betrayal. Then he stood up. "Daddy, I want to go home. I don't want to learn to swim if that's how you're going to teach me." Then he started walking away. His father following looking furious.
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When Draco woke up, he was still in his fathers house, his father was still lying on the floor and the room was still a mess. Draco now knew that his father was dead. Not only could he see it, but he could feel it. He looked over at his father. He was a sickly gray and his eyes were wide open. Draco knew that he would never forget the look on his fathers face till the day that he died. He slowly got up and disapparated to his apartment.
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He heard a scream and all of a sudden a body flung itself at him. "Draco! What happened?? Oh my gosh, are you okay??" The body and voice belonged to Ginny, who, up until he appeared in his apartment, had been pacing up and down the room waiting for his return.
"I'm okay Ginny. Just really tired and sore." Then his voice broke. "Gin, my fathers dead. I killed him."
Ginny looked shocked. "Draco, tell me right now what happened." Draco sighed. "Alright. I'll tell you. I'm exhausted though." He sits down and leans his head back. For a few minutes he just sat there with his eyes closed. Then he said, " This is what happened. Please don't talk till I'm finished talking." Ginny nodded and Draco started his story.
Hey, I know this took forever to post. I'm sorry! I hope you like it! It's getting near the end of my story, so... yeah! And I know that that spell isn't real. I had to make it up cause I didn't know what other real spell he could use.
elf-princess 4- Ally is staying at a neighbors house because Ginny and Draco had so much stuff going on.
Cathy1227- Thanks so much! You're great.
calicat- Thank you for the suggestions and compliment!
GoodCharlotteFANbjpc- Well, they're either 19 or in their early 20's. LOL. I haven't really decided on their age. And yeah, saying "I love you" a lot would get annoying wouldn't it. Sorry, I wont do it as much ;) Thanks a bunch! Good Charlotte is awesome! Oh yeah, what does "JW" mean? Sorry. Just wondering.
Olivia- Ginny's crying so much because she's going through a hard time with her family and Draco's family and all that. And with the nickname, Bugga, it doesn't really sound like it. It would need an "r" in it to make it sound like that. My nieces nickname is that, that's why I put it.
And thank you everyone else for reviewing! You guys really help! Thank you so much!
"Draco?" She yelled again, this time a little louder. "Ginny?" Draco walked into the doorway of the kitchen. "What are you doing here? Why aren't you with your dad?"
"Oh Draco. I am really sorry for what happened back at the hospital." She rushed over to hug him. " Dad didn't mean it, my mom didn't mean it." She looked up at his face. " We both knew it would take awhile." Draco smiled at her. "Yeah Gin, I know. I'm alright, really. I just want to know what happened to him."
Ginny let go of him and looked thoughtful. Then she looked mad. "How dare he? How dare he do that to my father?! If he's not your father anymore, then why does he care? I am going over there right now so I can see what he did to him." She was all ready to go out the door when Draco grabbed her wrist. "What, are you crazy Ginny? Just going over all alone? You are not going over at all. I know you're mad, but you cant do anything, except maybe get yourself killed. If anyone goes over, it'll be me."
Ginny sighed. "Alright. Go. Just be careful. I'm going over to get Ally. I haven't seen her for a couple of days and I miss her terribly." She smiled up at him weakly. "So much has been going on lately." Draco looked down at her and touched her cheek briefly. Then he grabbed his wand and disapparated. Ginny suddenly sat down, feeling cold. Even though she knew it had nothing to do with the temperature outside, she wrapped a blanket around herself. 'I don't want him going over there.' She thought. ' If anything happens to him, I'll never forgive myself.' She closed her eyes and a tear ran down.
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The wind was blowing hard and the sky promised rain as Draco went over to his fathers house. He stopped at the door and tried to calm himself down. Its been months since he's been over there. He opened the door and went inside. He knew where his father was, in the library. As he walked there he looked around to see if anything really changed. It hasn't. He got to the room and opened the door. "Father?" He yelled. Then he saw him sitting on the leather sofa. The library was huge, much bigger than most peoples. It had tall bookcases lining the walls, except for an opening left for the fireplace. In the middle of the room there were two sofas put with there backs to each other, and a chair on each side of the couches with small tables by each one. A deep green and black rug was on the floor.
His father looked up and instantly grew red. "What are you doing in here? I told you to never come here again!"
" Father, I'm not coming for forgiveness or anything like that," He said coldly. "I came because I wanted to know why you did what you did to Mr.Weasley."
Malfoy smiled. " You always were a stupid boy, Draco. Never bright." He looked at Draco for a second, as if to see if suddenly the answer popped into his head. It didn't. "Because I saw how him and that wife of his were forgiving you and starting to like you. I cant have that now can I." He smirked.
"Let me just ask you something, Father. Did I ever, ever in my whole life, ever mean anything to you?" Draco asked as he glared at his father. Lucius laughed.
"What do you think?" He laughed again. Then his look turned to disgust. "Of course not. Did you actually think that I did? When I found out your mother was pregnant, I begged her, threatened her, did everything I could, for her to have an abortion. But did she listen? No. I hated you since I first found out about you." Draco was standing very still. "You remember that time I was teaching you to swim? Do you think I really wanted you to swim? I threw you in because I wanted you to drown. Then I could always claim you went out too far and I just couldn't save you. Or that time I was teaching you how to play quidditch I was hoping you would fall off your broom. All of the times I tried to kill you, you always survived."
Draco's eyes were shining. "I hate you." He whispered. His face was totally different. Many emotions ran together at that moment. Hurt, hate, love, sadness. They were all there. " I hate you!!" He yelled the last words in a rage that he never knew he had. He pulled his wand out and screamed out, "Ripptocusho!" It was a spell that made the opponent hurt so bad they felt like they were already dead. It hit Lucius and he went flying back. He lay still on the floor. Draco was breathing hard. He walked over to his father. He wasn't moving. Draco knelt down and felt his pulse. It wasn't there. Draco put his face in his hands and tears of sadness, relief, and frustration from the past few months came out of his eyes. "Father," He whispered. "How could you?" Then he passed out.
"Daddy! Come on! I want to go swimming! I am so glad that you're going to teach me how to swim." He smiled up at his father with happy, trusting eyes. He adored his father and loved to do things with him, but his father rarely had the time. Little Draco, six years old, got to the ocean first. "Okay daddy! Lets go!" His father picked him up. Then he said, " If you're going to learn to swim, you're going to have to learn it like a man." Then Draco was thrown far into the water. He started thrashing around yelling. "Daddy! Daddy! I'm scared, get me out!" Then he went under. He came up again coughing. "Daddy!" His father stood watching. "You're going to have to learn some way, Draco. Be a man, don't act childish." Draco started crying. "Help me! Please!" He went under again. There was a big splash as a man jumped into the water, and went over to the drowning boy. He got a hold of him and carried him to shore. "What, are you crazy? This boy almost drowned, what were you doing just standing there?" The man yelled. Then he hurriedly pumped the water out of Draco's lungs. Draco started coughing and breathed deeply for a few seconds. The man patted him on the back on asked if he was alright. Draco nodded. Then he looked up at his father. "Daddy? Why did you do that?" He asked in a young, pitiful voice.
"You had to learn someway. That was a good way to learn." Draco still scared and eyes showed betrayal. Then he stood up. "Daddy, I want to go home. I don't want to learn to swim if that's how you're going to teach me." Then he started walking away. His father following looking furious.
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When Draco woke up, he was still in his fathers house, his father was still lying on the floor and the room was still a mess. Draco now knew that his father was dead. Not only could he see it, but he could feel it. He looked over at his father. He was a sickly gray and his eyes were wide open. Draco knew that he would never forget the look on his fathers face till the day that he died. He slowly got up and disapparated to his apartment.
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He heard a scream and all of a sudden a body flung itself at him. "Draco! What happened?? Oh my gosh, are you okay??" The body and voice belonged to Ginny, who, up until he appeared in his apartment, had been pacing up and down the room waiting for his return.
"I'm okay Ginny. Just really tired and sore." Then his voice broke. "Gin, my fathers dead. I killed him."
Ginny looked shocked. "Draco, tell me right now what happened." Draco sighed. "Alright. I'll tell you. I'm exhausted though." He sits down and leans his head back. For a few minutes he just sat there with his eyes closed. Then he said, " This is what happened. Please don't talk till I'm finished talking." Ginny nodded and Draco started his story.
Hey, I know this took forever to post. I'm sorry! I hope you like it! It's getting near the end of my story, so... yeah! And I know that that spell isn't real. I had to make it up cause I didn't know what other real spell he could use.
elf-princess 4- Ally is staying at a neighbors house because Ginny and Draco had so much stuff going on.
Cathy1227- Thanks so much! You're great.
calicat- Thank you for the suggestions and compliment!
GoodCharlotteFANbjpc- Well, they're either 19 or in their early 20's. LOL. I haven't really decided on their age. And yeah, saying "I love you" a lot would get annoying wouldn't it. Sorry, I wont do it as much ;) Thanks a bunch! Good Charlotte is awesome! Oh yeah, what does "JW" mean? Sorry. Just wondering.
Olivia- Ginny's crying so much because she's going through a hard time with her family and Draco's family and all that. And with the nickname, Bugga, it doesn't really sound like it. It would need an "r" in it to make it sound like that. My nieces nickname is that, that's why I put it.
And thank you everyone else for reviewing! You guys really help! Thank you so much!