A/N: well I hope my flamer is still reading because I want you to see this chapter. Yeah I KNOW the beginning chapters were sick now you will see THE PLOT the is mentioned in the summary.
Ginny looked around, waiting for her brother and Hermione, and of course HARRY to come down. Try as she might, she still could not stop liking him. She smiled as Hermione hopped down the stairs. "First say of classes! First day of classes!" She sang as if it were Christmas, and New Year, and the Death of the Dark Lord all rolled into one.
Ron and Harry came down next. Ginny beamed. "Back to classes." Moaned Ron, as the four of them made their way to the cafeteria. The older three got deep in conversation, leaving Ginny out, so she fell behind, sulking. Suddenly, arms went around her waist. "Hello Weasel." Ginny's eyes went wide with recognition. "What do you want Ferret?" She shoved him off her. "Now now Weasel. Don't push me. I just wanted to invite you and your friends to a, get together tonight. But then again, maybe it had better be just you. I don't think your brother would play nice, and I wouldn't want the Mudblood and the Pothead to start shagging in the middle of the floor. It might make me sick." He smirked.
"Where and for what?" Ginny ignored the comments about her friend and HARRY. "Room of requirement. Seven o'clock. Don't be followed, don't be late. we don't want Filch finding out about the game. Actually, if you want to bring a friend, go ahead." Draco imagined the fun he could have with TWO fifth year girls. "Fine Draco." Ginny huffed off, not at all intending to bring a friend. She had a feeling that he was hoping to get to Gryffindors there to publicly humiliate. Not if she could help it.
-later, 7 o'clock to be exact!
"Hello?" Ginny poked her head into the room, which appeared to be empty. "where is everyone? Oh come on! This isn't fair! I wanted to show everyone that Gryffindors are best!" Grumbled Ginny, oblivious to the huddled ball of silver cloak in the corner. "Go away Ginny. Go now before he comes back and I have to hurt you." the voice was strangled. "What?" Ginny took a step into the room. "What are you talking about? Draco? What's wrong?! What ARE you talking about?" Ginny was very confused, and not getting any answers.
"JUST GET THE FUCK OUT OF HERE QUICK!" Draco yelled. "When I try and save your ass you don't even listen! GO NOW!!!!!" he bellowed, clutching his wand tightly as it spewed blue sparks. A sign of fear. Ginny nodded, and backed away, not knowing why she was listening, but there was something about Malfoy that made her believe him.
His eyes. the cold smirk was gone, the malicious laughter in his eyes were replaced with something stronger. Fear. All out terror. "I think he needs help." Mused Ginny, knowing just who could help him. HARRY. Ginny sighed.
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I knew it was her when the voice opened. Damn her, she didn't even bring a friend to save herself. The curse was lifted off of me for some reason tonight. I'll bet my father was busy with the Dark Lord, too busy to keep me under the imperious curse. Ginny finally shut up, and I sent her away before my father returned.
I hated the curse. They kept me on it day and night. Those poor innocent girls. They even made me ENJOY the pain I put the girls through! They tell me to enjoy the victim's pain, and I find myself grinning. The worst part is...I can't do shit about it. I sat in the corner, waiting for Father. I knew i would be punished when he returned. He would take me home, making everyone think it was for a meeting, or something, but I know what he's planning. I'm going to the dungeons. If I'm lucky, he'll only leave me under Crucio for a day. If I'm lucky He will make new scars with the swords and knifes, rather than trace over and reopen old ones. f I'm lucky..he'll do everything himself and send me back. But I'm not going to be lucky. This time, he's going to punish me, and then hand me over to the Dark Lord.
Ginny looked around, waiting for her brother and Hermione, and of course HARRY to come down. Try as she might, she still could not stop liking him. She smiled as Hermione hopped down the stairs. "First say of classes! First day of classes!" She sang as if it were Christmas, and New Year, and the Death of the Dark Lord all rolled into one.
Ron and Harry came down next. Ginny beamed. "Back to classes." Moaned Ron, as the four of them made their way to the cafeteria. The older three got deep in conversation, leaving Ginny out, so she fell behind, sulking. Suddenly, arms went around her waist. "Hello Weasel." Ginny's eyes went wide with recognition. "What do you want Ferret?" She shoved him off her. "Now now Weasel. Don't push me. I just wanted to invite you and your friends to a, get together tonight. But then again, maybe it had better be just you. I don't think your brother would play nice, and I wouldn't want the Mudblood and the Pothead to start shagging in the middle of the floor. It might make me sick." He smirked.
"Where and for what?" Ginny ignored the comments about her friend and HARRY. "Room of requirement. Seven o'clock. Don't be followed, don't be late. we don't want Filch finding out about the game. Actually, if you want to bring a friend, go ahead." Draco imagined the fun he could have with TWO fifth year girls. "Fine Draco." Ginny huffed off, not at all intending to bring a friend. She had a feeling that he was hoping to get to Gryffindors there to publicly humiliate. Not if she could help it.
-later, 7 o'clock to be exact!
"Hello?" Ginny poked her head into the room, which appeared to be empty. "where is everyone? Oh come on! This isn't fair! I wanted to show everyone that Gryffindors are best!" Grumbled Ginny, oblivious to the huddled ball of silver cloak in the corner. "Go away Ginny. Go now before he comes back and I have to hurt you." the voice was strangled. "What?" Ginny took a step into the room. "What are you talking about? Draco? What's wrong?! What ARE you talking about?" Ginny was very confused, and not getting any answers.
"JUST GET THE FUCK OUT OF HERE QUICK!" Draco yelled. "When I try and save your ass you don't even listen! GO NOW!!!!!" he bellowed, clutching his wand tightly as it spewed blue sparks. A sign of fear. Ginny nodded, and backed away, not knowing why she was listening, but there was something about Malfoy that made her believe him.
His eyes. the cold smirk was gone, the malicious laughter in his eyes were replaced with something stronger. Fear. All out terror. "I think he needs help." Mused Ginny, knowing just who could help him. HARRY. Ginny sighed.
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I knew it was her when the voice opened. Damn her, she didn't even bring a friend to save herself. The curse was lifted off of me for some reason tonight. I'll bet my father was busy with the Dark Lord, too busy to keep me under the imperious curse. Ginny finally shut up, and I sent her away before my father returned.
I hated the curse. They kept me on it day and night. Those poor innocent girls. They even made me ENJOY the pain I put the girls through! They tell me to enjoy the victim's pain, and I find myself grinning. The worst part is...I can't do shit about it. I sat in the corner, waiting for Father. I knew i would be punished when he returned. He would take me home, making everyone think it was for a meeting, or something, but I know what he's planning. I'm going to the dungeons. If I'm lucky, he'll only leave me under Crucio for a day. If I'm lucky He will make new scars with the swords and knifes, rather than trace over and reopen old ones. f I'm lucky..he'll do everything himself and send me back. But I'm not going to be lucky. This time, he's going to punish me, and then hand me over to the Dark Lord.