Summary: Ginny is cursed into a sleeping death by Draco Malfoy, only to
awake in a world where she is forced to marry the one person she despises
most. M/
Disclaimer: This story is based on characters and situations created and owned by JK Rowling, various publishers including but not limited to Bloomsbury Books, Scholastic Books and Raincoast Books, and Warner Bros., Inc. No money is being made and no copyright or trademark infringement is intended.
Chapter Nine: The Secret Garden
Ginny walked through the garden quietly trying to organize the information in her head. Finally she reached the fence and slumped to the ground. "Was that real? Am I really going to be given to the Malfoys? Ahh! I hate them, both of them. I hate them for even waking me up! I'd rather die than belong to that slime ball, Malfoy!" She began to cry from despair and anger. She cried until her eyes were swollen. "God," she thought, "what am I going to do? What about Neville?" She continued to cry,even loder this time, she didn't hear Ron walk over to her. He crouched behind her and let her cry. "Gin? Do you want to talk?" He asked. She raised her head and looked at him, her eyes filled with tears.
"Oh, Ron," she cried, "What I going to do? How long have you known?" "Only for about a half-hour, dad told me after dinner. And the others found out this morning." Ron said. "What do you think? – I mean, about the situation?" Asked Ginny. "I can't really talk about now can I? Dad put that spell on us." Ron said. Ron tried to talk about the situation but the spell prevented him, he just ended up making odd faces. Finally he said, "I think it's horrible but at least you're alive, and are still with us. It's not fair that you have to pay for our parent's faults. But, I'm sure Dumbledore will be able to figure out something." "Yeah," she sighed. The two sat in silence for a few minutes. At last Ginny turned around and looked at her brother. "Ron? Could you do something for me? Could you owl Neville and ask him to floo here right away? And asked Dad if he could tell him? I know that Dad might refuse but it's worth a try, I really need to see Neville." "Sure Gin, be right back," Ron replied. As Ron headed towards the house Ginny tried to compose herself and her thoughts for Neville's arrival. Half an hour later she heard a commotion in the house, her heart leaped with anticipation. After 10 minutes of waiting she saw a form exit the house and start towards her. Neville was not five feet from her when her eyes filled with tears. The thought that she would never be able to be with them was unbearable. She fought back the tears with a tremendous effort. "Gin? Love?" he called to her gently, "Come here." She slowly walked him. He pulled her close and kissed her forehead. He then gently cupped her face looked into her eyes and kissed her. As they parted she saw them, to tears rolling down his cheeks as he stared at her. She wanted to run and hide, she wanted to be cradled and have him telling her it was all right. She wasn't sure what she wanted. Seeing her panic Neville swiftly grabbed her and pulled her to the ground. He wrapped himself around her tightly, it was only thing he could think of to do. "Keep her safe while you can, let her know she will always be yours," he thought. He kissed her neck delicately and played with her hair. They sat like this for a while and then finally Neville spoke, "I know this is terrible for you Gin, but you know we can't run away from it. Our best bet is to let Dumbledore try to figure it out. I don't know how long that'll take but hopefully we won't be too late." Slowly he stood holding his hand out to her to help her up, she complied. Ginny was a whole head shorter than him but she didn't mind. It meant she could lay her head in the cushy nook of his shoulder. She felt safe like this, because she could be completely surrounded in him. He wrapped his arms around her tightly and rested his chin on the top of her head. "I love you Ginny, and I always will, and no matter what I'll know that you love me too. We will always belong to each other; those stupid contract that can't change that." Neville proclaimed holding her tighter. Ginny allowed her heart to open, to remember these feelings, to remember happiness. "I love you too," she whispered breathlessly. "I am always yours and that will always count, always." The two stood together for what seemed like hours, trying to remember the moment, (because there might not be another one like it. "Ginny?" Came a voice, "come in dear, it's dark," said Mrs. Weasley. Ginny looked up and Neville and that Mrs. Weasley, "he's staying until morning." Mrs. Weasley was about to object but Ginny cut her off, "No! I'm not HIS yet. Neville will be spending the night.," she said staring defiantly at her mother. "Yes... Of course dear," Mrs. Weekly resigned. At that Ginny and Neville followed her into the house. They walked through the family room with a rest of family was waiting for her to return. She did not look at them but marched up the stairs, Neville on her heels.
Disclaimer: This story is based on characters and situations created and owned by JK Rowling, various publishers including but not limited to Bloomsbury Books, Scholastic Books and Raincoast Books, and Warner Bros., Inc. No money is being made and no copyright or trademark infringement is intended.
Chapter Nine: The Secret Garden
Ginny walked through the garden quietly trying to organize the information in her head. Finally she reached the fence and slumped to the ground. "Was that real? Am I really going to be given to the Malfoys? Ahh! I hate them, both of them. I hate them for even waking me up! I'd rather die than belong to that slime ball, Malfoy!" She began to cry from despair and anger. She cried until her eyes were swollen. "God," she thought, "what am I going to do? What about Neville?" She continued to cry,even loder this time, she didn't hear Ron walk over to her. He crouched behind her and let her cry. "Gin? Do you want to talk?" He asked. She raised her head and looked at him, her eyes filled with tears.
"Oh, Ron," she cried, "What I going to do? How long have you known?" "Only for about a half-hour, dad told me after dinner. And the others found out this morning." Ron said. "What do you think? – I mean, about the situation?" Asked Ginny. "I can't really talk about now can I? Dad put that spell on us." Ron said. Ron tried to talk about the situation but the spell prevented him, he just ended up making odd faces. Finally he said, "I think it's horrible but at least you're alive, and are still with us. It's not fair that you have to pay for our parent's faults. But, I'm sure Dumbledore will be able to figure out something." "Yeah," she sighed. The two sat in silence for a few minutes. At last Ginny turned around and looked at her brother. "Ron? Could you do something for me? Could you owl Neville and ask him to floo here right away? And asked Dad if he could tell him? I know that Dad might refuse but it's worth a try, I really need to see Neville." "Sure Gin, be right back," Ron replied. As Ron headed towards the house Ginny tried to compose herself and her thoughts for Neville's arrival. Half an hour later she heard a commotion in the house, her heart leaped with anticipation. After 10 minutes of waiting she saw a form exit the house and start towards her. Neville was not five feet from her when her eyes filled with tears. The thought that she would never be able to be with them was unbearable. She fought back the tears with a tremendous effort. "Gin? Love?" he called to her gently, "Come here." She slowly walked him. He pulled her close and kissed her forehead. He then gently cupped her face looked into her eyes and kissed her. As they parted she saw them, to tears rolling down his cheeks as he stared at her. She wanted to run and hide, she wanted to be cradled and have him telling her it was all right. She wasn't sure what she wanted. Seeing her panic Neville swiftly grabbed her and pulled her to the ground. He wrapped himself around her tightly, it was only thing he could think of to do. "Keep her safe while you can, let her know she will always be yours," he thought. He kissed her neck delicately and played with her hair. They sat like this for a while and then finally Neville spoke, "I know this is terrible for you Gin, but you know we can't run away from it. Our best bet is to let Dumbledore try to figure it out. I don't know how long that'll take but hopefully we won't be too late." Slowly he stood holding his hand out to her to help her up, she complied. Ginny was a whole head shorter than him but she didn't mind. It meant she could lay her head in the cushy nook of his shoulder. She felt safe like this, because she could be completely surrounded in him. He wrapped his arms around her tightly and rested his chin on the top of her head. "I love you Ginny, and I always will, and no matter what I'll know that you love me too. We will always belong to each other; those stupid contract that can't change that." Neville proclaimed holding her tighter. Ginny allowed her heart to open, to remember these feelings, to remember happiness. "I love you too," she whispered breathlessly. "I am always yours and that will always count, always." The two stood together for what seemed like hours, trying to remember the moment, (because there might not be another one like it. "Ginny?" Came a voice, "come in dear, it's dark," said Mrs. Weasley. Ginny looked up and Neville and that Mrs. Weasley, "he's staying until morning." Mrs. Weasley was about to object but Ginny cut her off, "No! I'm not HIS yet. Neville will be spending the night.," she said staring defiantly at her mother. "Yes... Of course dear," Mrs. Weekly resigned. At that Ginny and Neville followed her into the house. They walked through the family room with a rest of family was waiting for her to return. She did not look at them but marched up the stairs, Neville on her heels.