Sorry this one took forever but there were circumstances...you know how it
goes...well, not much to say so I'll shut up and let you read the story!
Standard Disclaimer applies: I don't own anything Harry Potter, all I own is this measly plot that the neon green plot bunnies put into my head, I only take J.K. Rowling's characters and shape them to my liking. So please don't sue me, I have no money anyway.
Ginger opened her eyes and blinked. She took in her surroundings slowly. She realized that she was in the infirmary. She reached up to brush her hair out of her face. She stopped as she noticed a stiffness and a soreness. The previous night came back to her fully. Ginger began to cry, Draco had hurt her, he really had hurt her. Ginger suddenly became aware that someone else was in the room with her. She looked up to see worried face of Ron Weasley. She was almost glad that it wasn't Draco, she didn't want to have to face him right now. She was ashamed because she knew the reason he was so upset, both reasons. Ginger looked into the brown eyes of the boy she had known for so long.
"Ginny, how did this happen?" Ron asked her quietly. He looked ready to kill. Ginger had never seen him look this threatening before. "It was Malfoy wasn't it?" Ron said ready to turn around and go beat the crap out of him.
"No, well yeah, kinda, but he didn't mean to. I deserved it, I would have done the same thing in his position, hell, if I was in his position I would have killed me, literally." Ginger said, beginning to babble.
"He's been abusing you hasn't he? He has been ever since the beginning hasn't he?" Ron stated more than asked.
"No! He hasn't been anything less than perfect to me, I had to go and kiss Blaise back when he cornered me! That made Draco loose it. He beat Blaise up and broke up with me." Ginger said, then she continued, she had to get it out. "Then I went to the library to try to study when I met up with Landon. He had just went through a nasty breakup with that girl from Hufflepuff. We were both upset and we were both seeking solace. Draco caught us together and he was drunk. He tried to keep me there to talk but I panicked and he pulled me back and my arm twisted, then I passed out. He didn't mean to hurt me at all, don't hurt him. If you hurt him, I'll kill you and anyone that helps you." Ginger sighed after she got this all out. She barely saw Ron walk out and she no longer paid the world any attention as she fell into a deep sleep that was unfortunately not dreamless.
Draco couldn't believe what he had done to his Ginger. He knew he was angry and he was drunk but that was no excuse. He stayed in his room with the curtains drawn around his bed the entire day. He wanted to die after hurting Ginger like that. He knew she wouldn't want to see him so he never even tried.
He knew that now that Ginger wasn't in his life anymore he wouldn't have anything to live for. He now regretted sending his father that letter saying he wanted to join the Death Eaters. He knew that it was rash. He decided he would indeed join but he would have to talk to Dumbledore. He would make himself good enough for Ginger.
Draco walked slowly to Dumbledore's office. Only when he got there did he realize that he had no idea what he would say to him. How would he go about saying this? Hi there Professor, my father is a known Death Eater, can I know all your secrets? God, he was stupid. Only a month earlier he would have rather serve than go to the old crackpot. Draco looked over the statue. Before he could think of the password, it opened. To Draco's surprise Dumbledore stood in the doorway and beckoned him to walk up the stairs.
"Ah, young Mr. Malfoy, did you want to talk to me?" Dumbledore asked him, eyes sparkling. "I will be right there, I need to attend to a matter on the grounds." Dumbledore motioned to his office, "Please, go make yourself comfortable." With that he turned and walked down the hall and turned the corner.
Draco walked up the stairs. He opened the door to the office. He looked around in awe. He wasn't ever in this office before. He walked over to the large squishy chairs in front of his desk. Draco was about to sit when he got distracted by a small silver thing on a shelf. It was round and small. It looked as if it belonged on a chain to wear. It also looked very full of magic. Inside the silver orb there were colors swirling around, pink and purple clouds. He recognized it but couldn't quite remember why. Draco turned suddenly as Dumbledore walked into the room. He sat carefully down at his desk and motioned for Draco to sit also. Draco took the offered seat and Dumbledore offered him a lemon drop. Kindly refusing, Draco got right down to business.
"Sir, as you probably know, my father is a Death Eater." Draco started, still trying to figure out how to say what he wanted. Dumbledore simply nodded for him to go on. "I recently sent a letter to my father asking for entrance into the Death Eater ranks." Draco looked at Dumbledore who merely nodded. "I am not loyal to my father's cause, I think it pointless to serve a man that you fear when he would be nothing without you."
"What is it you would like for me to do then young Mr. Malfoy?" Dumbledore asked, clearly knowing the answer.
"Well, uh, I would like to work for your side of the war but I'll be a Death Eater, only I'll feed you guys the information." Draco looked at the old man, half expecting him to laugh in his face. Draco was surprised at Dumbledore's response.
"Well Mr. Malfoy, I believe that you know that this would put your life in danger. Dumbledore asked him, his eyes no longer sparkling with amusement. This would put you in grave danger indeed. Although I must say, Lucious's son, no one would suspect you of-yes Professor?" Dumbledore directed the last words to Professor Snape who was standing in the doorway, obviously surprised at seeing Draco there.
"Sir, I was wondering if I could have a word?" Snape asked, still looking at Draco.
"Ah, yes, just a moment. Mr. Malfoy, if you are sure we can try your suggestion." Draco took this as his dismissal and left his potions teacher to talk with the headmaster alone.
The next morning Draco waited outside the Great Hall. He wanted to try to talk to Ginger about what happened. He wanted to beg for forgiveness and ask if they could be friends. Draco sighed when he finally saw her. She was surrounded by Potter, Granger, and Weasel like they were her bodyguards. He decided that he wasn't going to get to talk to her with those gits around.
Draco decided he wasn't hungry by a long shot, he hadn't eaten right since he hurt Ginger. His behavior made him sick to his stomach. He hated himself for it. He didn't know if she would ever forgive him. To be honest he wasn't sure he wanted her to. He couldn't even forgive himself. He deserved to live a life alone. Draco walked out to the lake and sat on the ground with his back against a tree. He wanted to go in there and beg for forgiveness but he didn't want to be killed just yet. He knew that would come soon enough if Voldemort ever found out about his new extracurricular activity.
Draco was too busy thinking about his to notice a small shadow falling over him. Draco was snapped out of his musings when he heard a stumble from behind him and a curse. He turned quickly around to catch Ginger. Draco was so surprised that he almost dropped her.
"Ginger? What are you doing out here?" He asked before he could think.
"Well, I could ask you the same thing," Ginger said, "I saw you walk out here and I thought we should talk."
"Yeah..." Draco trailed off, not sure what he wanted to say to her.
Draco, I'm so sorry. I never meant to hurt you, I didn't want to kiss Blaise but it just happened Then I was just so upset. The thing in the library wasn't meant to hurt you, it's just, we were both hurting and, it didn't mean anything, it wasn't anything, it was just...solace. Ginger said this very fast and took a much needed breath and was about to continue when Draco cut her off.
"Ginger, you have no right to be apologizing, I overreacted in both cases. I saw what went on between you and Blaise and I knew you weren't to blame. It just hurt so much and I, well, I was rash. And the thing in the library. Well, I can't say that it didn't take all the will power I have when I'm drunk to not kill the guy but I hurt you, physically. Ginger, your arm was broken and I did it with these! Draco held out his sliced arms for emphasis. Draco, what did you do? Ginger asked, grabbing his arms. There were very deep scars in the middle of them.
"I hurt you Ginger, they were constant reminders of it, they made me want to kill myself. And I almost did. I don't remember much, only that while I was drunk I got up in the middle of the night and tried to cut them off. They hurt you Ginger, I hurt you, I can't live with myself, I'm turning into my father. I thought I could be different, turn out right maybe, but I'm going to turn into an abusive drunk who serves some scum that is weak without me." Draco would have continued his rant about turning into his father but he stopped when Ginger hugged him tightly. He smiled in spite of how lousy he felt. He knew that as long as he was holding her everything would be okay.
Ginger looked at him carefully. She wondered if they would get back together. She knew she wanted to, she loved Draco, she felt things with him that she wouldn't ever experience anywhere else. Ginger needed him; she wanted him to be in her life forever. She knew he felt the same way, he had as good as told her a few minutes earlier. She wanted to make his pain go away but she knew she couldn't because she was the cause of it.
What now? Draco asked, referring to their relationship status.
Well, the road to a new relationship is a long one. We need to rebuild the trust and nothing will ever be quite the same. It can and probably will take a long time but can't we just skip it, can't you just be kissing me now? Ginger finished looking at Draco.
Draco stroked Ginger's cheek with one hand and gently leaned towards her. He captured her lips in a wonderful mixture of passion and grace and love. The two pulled away after a breathtaking kiss and Ginger leaned her back against Draco's chest. Draco wrapped his arms around her and put his chin on her shoulder. He remembered now the soft, sweet smell of her hair; it smelled just like ginger, he knew that was where she got the idea for her name.
Together they sat and talked for a long time like that. Occasionally they would sit in silence for five or ten minutes or they would share a light kiss here and there. The two sat there like that until the sun went down and even into the evening. They finally headed back to Ginger's room for the night. They decided to take their new relationship a little slower than last time, they weren't sure they just wanted to pick up where they had left off. They slept together that night for one of the first times totally clothed and completely happy.
A/N: Well, I hope you like that one, so sorry it took a while but it was saved on my sis's laptop and she took it with her before I could put it on my computer so I had to wait for her to email it to me. I'm really stuck here guys, I need romantic ideas cuz Draco's still feeling guilty and wants to do something romantic to make up for it, some ideas are appreciated! PLEASE READ & REVIEW!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
Standard Disclaimer applies: I don't own anything Harry Potter, all I own is this measly plot that the neon green plot bunnies put into my head, I only take J.K. Rowling's characters and shape them to my liking. So please don't sue me, I have no money anyway.
Ginger opened her eyes and blinked. She took in her surroundings slowly. She realized that she was in the infirmary. She reached up to brush her hair out of her face. She stopped as she noticed a stiffness and a soreness. The previous night came back to her fully. Ginger began to cry, Draco had hurt her, he really had hurt her. Ginger suddenly became aware that someone else was in the room with her. She looked up to see worried face of Ron Weasley. She was almost glad that it wasn't Draco, she didn't want to have to face him right now. She was ashamed because she knew the reason he was so upset, both reasons. Ginger looked into the brown eyes of the boy she had known for so long.
"Ginny, how did this happen?" Ron asked her quietly. He looked ready to kill. Ginger had never seen him look this threatening before. "It was Malfoy wasn't it?" Ron said ready to turn around and go beat the crap out of him.
"No, well yeah, kinda, but he didn't mean to. I deserved it, I would have done the same thing in his position, hell, if I was in his position I would have killed me, literally." Ginger said, beginning to babble.
"He's been abusing you hasn't he? He has been ever since the beginning hasn't he?" Ron stated more than asked.
"No! He hasn't been anything less than perfect to me, I had to go and kiss Blaise back when he cornered me! That made Draco loose it. He beat Blaise up and broke up with me." Ginger said, then she continued, she had to get it out. "Then I went to the library to try to study when I met up with Landon. He had just went through a nasty breakup with that girl from Hufflepuff. We were both upset and we were both seeking solace. Draco caught us together and he was drunk. He tried to keep me there to talk but I panicked and he pulled me back and my arm twisted, then I passed out. He didn't mean to hurt me at all, don't hurt him. If you hurt him, I'll kill you and anyone that helps you." Ginger sighed after she got this all out. She barely saw Ron walk out and she no longer paid the world any attention as she fell into a deep sleep that was unfortunately not dreamless.
Draco couldn't believe what he had done to his Ginger. He knew he was angry and he was drunk but that was no excuse. He stayed in his room with the curtains drawn around his bed the entire day. He wanted to die after hurting Ginger like that. He knew she wouldn't want to see him so he never even tried.
He knew that now that Ginger wasn't in his life anymore he wouldn't have anything to live for. He now regretted sending his father that letter saying he wanted to join the Death Eaters. He knew that it was rash. He decided he would indeed join but he would have to talk to Dumbledore. He would make himself good enough for Ginger.
Draco walked slowly to Dumbledore's office. Only when he got there did he realize that he had no idea what he would say to him. How would he go about saying this? Hi there Professor, my father is a known Death Eater, can I know all your secrets? God, he was stupid. Only a month earlier he would have rather serve than go to the old crackpot. Draco looked over the statue. Before he could think of the password, it opened. To Draco's surprise Dumbledore stood in the doorway and beckoned him to walk up the stairs.
"Ah, young Mr. Malfoy, did you want to talk to me?" Dumbledore asked him, eyes sparkling. "I will be right there, I need to attend to a matter on the grounds." Dumbledore motioned to his office, "Please, go make yourself comfortable." With that he turned and walked down the hall and turned the corner.
Draco walked up the stairs. He opened the door to the office. He looked around in awe. He wasn't ever in this office before. He walked over to the large squishy chairs in front of his desk. Draco was about to sit when he got distracted by a small silver thing on a shelf. It was round and small. It looked as if it belonged on a chain to wear. It also looked very full of magic. Inside the silver orb there were colors swirling around, pink and purple clouds. He recognized it but couldn't quite remember why. Draco turned suddenly as Dumbledore walked into the room. He sat carefully down at his desk and motioned for Draco to sit also. Draco took the offered seat and Dumbledore offered him a lemon drop. Kindly refusing, Draco got right down to business.
"Sir, as you probably know, my father is a Death Eater." Draco started, still trying to figure out how to say what he wanted. Dumbledore simply nodded for him to go on. "I recently sent a letter to my father asking for entrance into the Death Eater ranks." Draco looked at Dumbledore who merely nodded. "I am not loyal to my father's cause, I think it pointless to serve a man that you fear when he would be nothing without you."
"What is it you would like for me to do then young Mr. Malfoy?" Dumbledore asked, clearly knowing the answer.
"Well, uh, I would like to work for your side of the war but I'll be a Death Eater, only I'll feed you guys the information." Draco looked at the old man, half expecting him to laugh in his face. Draco was surprised at Dumbledore's response.
"Well Mr. Malfoy, I believe that you know that this would put your life in danger. Dumbledore asked him, his eyes no longer sparkling with amusement. This would put you in grave danger indeed. Although I must say, Lucious's son, no one would suspect you of-yes Professor?" Dumbledore directed the last words to Professor Snape who was standing in the doorway, obviously surprised at seeing Draco there.
"Sir, I was wondering if I could have a word?" Snape asked, still looking at Draco.
"Ah, yes, just a moment. Mr. Malfoy, if you are sure we can try your suggestion." Draco took this as his dismissal and left his potions teacher to talk with the headmaster alone.
The next morning Draco waited outside the Great Hall. He wanted to try to talk to Ginger about what happened. He wanted to beg for forgiveness and ask if they could be friends. Draco sighed when he finally saw her. She was surrounded by Potter, Granger, and Weasel like they were her bodyguards. He decided that he wasn't going to get to talk to her with those gits around.
Draco decided he wasn't hungry by a long shot, he hadn't eaten right since he hurt Ginger. His behavior made him sick to his stomach. He hated himself for it. He didn't know if she would ever forgive him. To be honest he wasn't sure he wanted her to. He couldn't even forgive himself. He deserved to live a life alone. Draco walked out to the lake and sat on the ground with his back against a tree. He wanted to go in there and beg for forgiveness but he didn't want to be killed just yet. He knew that would come soon enough if Voldemort ever found out about his new extracurricular activity.
Draco was too busy thinking about his to notice a small shadow falling over him. Draco was snapped out of his musings when he heard a stumble from behind him and a curse. He turned quickly around to catch Ginger. Draco was so surprised that he almost dropped her.
"Ginger? What are you doing out here?" He asked before he could think.
"Well, I could ask you the same thing," Ginger said, "I saw you walk out here and I thought we should talk."
"Yeah..." Draco trailed off, not sure what he wanted to say to her.
Draco, I'm so sorry. I never meant to hurt you, I didn't want to kiss Blaise but it just happened Then I was just so upset. The thing in the library wasn't meant to hurt you, it's just, we were both hurting and, it didn't mean anything, it wasn't anything, it was just...solace. Ginger said this very fast and took a much needed breath and was about to continue when Draco cut her off.
"Ginger, you have no right to be apologizing, I overreacted in both cases. I saw what went on between you and Blaise and I knew you weren't to blame. It just hurt so much and I, well, I was rash. And the thing in the library. Well, I can't say that it didn't take all the will power I have when I'm drunk to not kill the guy but I hurt you, physically. Ginger, your arm was broken and I did it with these! Draco held out his sliced arms for emphasis. Draco, what did you do? Ginger asked, grabbing his arms. There were very deep scars in the middle of them.
"I hurt you Ginger, they were constant reminders of it, they made me want to kill myself. And I almost did. I don't remember much, only that while I was drunk I got up in the middle of the night and tried to cut them off. They hurt you Ginger, I hurt you, I can't live with myself, I'm turning into my father. I thought I could be different, turn out right maybe, but I'm going to turn into an abusive drunk who serves some scum that is weak without me." Draco would have continued his rant about turning into his father but he stopped when Ginger hugged him tightly. He smiled in spite of how lousy he felt. He knew that as long as he was holding her everything would be okay.
Ginger looked at him carefully. She wondered if they would get back together. She knew she wanted to, she loved Draco, she felt things with him that she wouldn't ever experience anywhere else. Ginger needed him; she wanted him to be in her life forever. She knew he felt the same way, he had as good as told her a few minutes earlier. She wanted to make his pain go away but she knew she couldn't because she was the cause of it.
What now? Draco asked, referring to their relationship status.
Well, the road to a new relationship is a long one. We need to rebuild the trust and nothing will ever be quite the same. It can and probably will take a long time but can't we just skip it, can't you just be kissing me now? Ginger finished looking at Draco.
Draco stroked Ginger's cheek with one hand and gently leaned towards her. He captured her lips in a wonderful mixture of passion and grace and love. The two pulled away after a breathtaking kiss and Ginger leaned her back against Draco's chest. Draco wrapped his arms around her and put his chin on her shoulder. He remembered now the soft, sweet smell of her hair; it smelled just like ginger, he knew that was where she got the idea for her name.
Together they sat and talked for a long time like that. Occasionally they would sit in silence for five or ten minutes or they would share a light kiss here and there. The two sat there like that until the sun went down and even into the evening. They finally headed back to Ginger's room for the night. They decided to take their new relationship a little slower than last time, they weren't sure they just wanted to pick up where they had left off. They slept together that night for one of the first times totally clothed and completely happy.
A/N: Well, I hope you like that one, so sorry it took a while but it was saved on my sis's laptop and she took it with her before I could put it on my computer so I had to wait for her to email it to me. I'm really stuck here guys, I need romantic ideas cuz Draco's still feeling guilty and wants to do something romantic to make up for it, some ideas are appreciated! PLEASE READ & REVIEW!!!!!!!!!!!!!!