Chapter Five
Ginny lay in her bed all night, staying up and reading threw the journal of Draco's darkest moments, and some of the sickest things she had ever read. They actually had a lot in common, the two of them.
Ginny wiped a stray tear that had slipped out of the corner of her eye, making its way down to the creases in her mouth.
"Oh Draco.....you poor thing." Ginny whispered to her self reading the journal entry.
"My father came into my room last night, raising all hell again. He took out that long bleak knife and stabbed me in my hip. That wasn't too bad; it allowed me to gain the upper hand.
I pulled the knife out of my hip and slashed him across his face. He grabbed my wrist and twisted it until it broke and then proceeded to stab and puncture me with dull and sharp things until he was too tired to do any more, then he kicked until his legs were tired as well.
He left me to gather myself, Christmas dinner was in five minutes. So, I got up from the floor, in my now blood soaked towel and went back into the bathroom to take another shower.
Once he left my room, I pulled on some clothes, tied my trunk to my broom and left. I flew to the out skirts of England, and then walked to Kings Cross, carrying my broom and my trunk. Once I was there, I got a trolley, rolled my bloody arse over to the barrier. I paid, and got on that train headed back home. I had to sit and wait for an hour for the train but that wasn't too bad.
Once I got there I left my stuff at the entrance hall and went to find Madam Pomfrey. I felt so dizzy, as I climbed the stairs that I had to stop. That Weasley chit ran into me. I cursed her, with a smirk.
I'll never forget what she did.
She looked at me and stared me in the eyes. After she studied me, she grabbed my hand, pulling it around her shoulders, and walked with me to the hospital wing. Once we were there, she helped me to a bed and left.
She didn't have a single bad or negative comment. After all I had done to her, she helped me. I don't get her.
Pomfrey was her usual fat ugly self. I hate that woman, but she healed me. I didn't cry out as the potions burned my skin, after all, I never cry out when father beats me, why over a potion.
I went to sleep, and when I woke up, there was 2 Chocolate frogs waiting, along with some wild flowers on my bed. I asked fatso where they came from and she only smiled and said from a very kind girl.
I know who she is talking about. The Weasley Chit. What's her name? Jean? Amy? Valerie? Aphrodite? ARGH! Where did that come from!? Why must I be cursed with names? I think its something to do with Virgins. I don't know.
Anyways, the chit brought them I guess. Out of Pity no doubt. I'll have to show her. No one pity's a Malfoy."
Ginny reread some of it with exactly what she had been accused of, pity. Who had a Christmas like that? It wasn't natural, but then again, neither was Malfoy.
'Something to do with virgins?' Ginny laughed as she stretched in the soft bed.
She looked over to the clock on the desk and slid out of the bed. Breakfast was in an hour and she felt famished. Grabbing the book and shoving it under her bedding, she slowly walked out of the room in her pajama bottoms and matching tank top. They had yellow rubber ducks on blue material with bubbles and her tank top was light blue to match.
Ginny had never been able to vegg out in her pajamas and since she was going to eat breakfast without Draco, she didn't see what it would matter, he wouldn't be there anyways.
Ginny, always being the lucky girl she is, opened the doors to the breakfast hall, only to find Draco already there, and in his pajama bottoms as well.
"AH!" Ginny said hiding behind one of the doors. Draco looked up and over at the door with a passive face.
"Yes?" He asked.
"What the bloody hell are you doing in here?!" Ginny gasped out. His black silk pants left the view of his muscular chest wide open.
"I am having a cup of coffee, you may enter." Draco told her sleepily. Ginny watched as he waved her in, his hair falling messily over his face.
"Thank you." Ginny said as she walked in.
Draco was yawning, his eyes closed, stretching in his chair. He took a sip of coffee and looked over at her, spitting it out. It splashed over her face and on to the white linen table cloth.
"I...It...you...it was...to hot." Draco stuttered out as he stood up, walking over to her with his matching linen napkin.
Ginny sat perfectly still as she looked at him, coming over to her. His pants hung loosely on his toned body, a scar clearly visible on his hip.
"I don't remember it." Ginny said as he patted her face dry.
"Remember what?" Draco asked her as he bent down looking her in the eye.
"That day I took you to the hospital wing." Ginny told him as she leaned towards him, touching his hip where the scar would be resting.
Draco froze at the feeling of her hands roaming his pants line, touching his hip softly. He groaned and stepped back.
"Ginevra." He warned.
"I don't remember...show me." Ginny looked at him then at his hip. Draco looked at her questioningly.
"It is highly inappropriate Weasley." Draco muttered, standing straight looking at her face.
Ginny leaned forward and pulled his pants down a little on his hip to reveal a scar about six inches long.
"Did it hurt?" Ginny asked.
"Fuck off Weasley." Draco answered storming out of the dining room and slamming the doors. Ginny stood and followed him out slamming the doors behind her. He was all the way up the first flight of stairs and by the time she got to him his bedroom door was slammed into her face.
She rolled her eyes and threw open the door, walking in.
"WEASLEY!? Don't you have any manners? Knock BEFORE you enter!" Draco sneered angrily.
"Look Malfoy, whatever I did to put your knickers in a bunch, I'm sorry, but that's NO excuse to tell a LADY to, as you say, fuck off." Ginny said glaring at him. Draco nodded and waved his hand as if dismissing her.
"My deepest apology." He said sarcastically. Ginny, unsure of why she even bothered, walked back into her room and locked the door, pulling out the journal again.
"Hell.
Hell.
HELL!
Now that that is out of the way, I want to say, Hell, is exactly were my father should go. He came to the school again, took me out and beat the shit out of me. He kicked my face... I swear if one SINGLE mark is on it I will kill him.
An empty threat I know....Oh shit mother is about to come in here....did I mention he dragged my sorry ass back to the manor?"
Ginny felt bad for him as she turned the page, his life, the way he acted, it all seemed to make since now more than any thing. He was the way he was because that's the way he was raised. Loveless. If he had been a Weasley, Merlin forbid, he would be like her and her family, always happy and loving, or at least that's how she used to be back at home. If she had been a Malfoy, Ginny thought, she would already be dead. How he survived amazed her. She looked at the next page; it was splattered with blood drops.
"Well...I think I killed him." Ginny let out a gasp as she read it over. No?
"He came into my room raising, get this, HELL! Ha. Really, I amuse myself. He tried to castrate me, so I stabbed him in his chest. He sputtered a bit and left my room, then Mother came in and Crucio-ed me...If I say it lasted until her arm grew weary, that would be a lie.
It went on for thirty minutes. I was in bed for a week, then I was shoved on the train back to Hogwarts from Christmas and forced to walk like nothing was wrong. I pained all over.
I wish I remembered that chit's name...that Weasley girl...I dropped my books and went to pick them up, but she beat me to it. She picked them up not even looking at who I was, grabbed my arm, leading me to the castle and then gave me my books walking off. She never looked at me. Never bothered to see who I was, she just helped me."
Ginny thought for a second. She didn't remember that....did she really do that?
"After we got inside, that brute came up to her...I think he's a Gryffindor...I'm not entirely sure, but he seized her arm forcefully and pulled her up the first few stairs, hissing threats at her. She started to tremble and I decided that the brute needed a lesson. Malfoy style...here's how It went.
I called out to the chit.
'Hey Weasley, Come back over here.' I called she stiffened and looked at the ugly brute, whose hold tightened if possible. He turned coldly towards me and I took a few steps towards the stairs.
'She's with me.' He told me. I rolled my eyes and looked at her. She looked scared stiff.
'And you think you know how to treat a woman?' I asked. He gritted his teeth.
'She's MINE and that's all that matters Malfoy.'
'No, she is her own, not yours. Let her go.' I told him. He-"
Ginny's eyes filled up with tears. Most of her memories she blocked out, this one in particular. Never before had she received such a beating. She tried to compose herself as she read on.
"He threw her into a wall, and I decided that was enough. I flipped out my wand and cursed him into oblivion. The chit sat up against the wall crying into her hands. I actually felt a pang of guilty towards her. I walked up the stairs grabbed her books, adding them to my stack and tried to help her up, walking her to the hospital wing, stepping over previously mentioned ugly brute. I left her there, on a bed sobbing. I put the books beside her...I can't believe what I did next, but I bent down and told her this:
'If you ever get tired of that ugly brute, you know where to find me. You have a choice always Weasley. Don't be a pushover.' She looked up at me, really looked at me, and leaned forward and kissed my forehead.
'The choice was never mine to make.' She whispered crying silently.
'Bullshit. You always have a choice. Don't be a patsy. Like I said...if you get fed up, you know where to find me. Later Weasley.' I got up and left her there crying.
All I will say about the next day is she probably will never figure who sent the 12 pack box of chocolate frogs or the bouquet of flowers came from, seeing as the person who sent them did so by owl so that fatso, who extremely annoys him, would never find out.
I did tip off Weasel six though about his sister.
'Your sister is in the hospital wing.' I told him simply. He looked at me in what seemed in shock. He held out his hand and shook mine saying thank you, he heard about ugly brute....I don't remember the name. Damn it. What was the ugly brutes name...I even missed his sister's name. Destined to be Weasley chit I guess. Any ways, Camera boy...uh....Cannon...Cameron.....Crevvey...Yes that's it, Crevvey had a picture of brute and me hexing him on his camera that he was developing as we spoke for proof.
Quite funny though, as I was walking down to the dungeons that brute was still lying unconscious on the cold stone ground. Immense pleasure, I stepped on him and jumped a couple times until my body screamed in pain, on the inside at my havocked body from the Crucio. So I settled on kicking his face. Sometimes I worry I am too much like father. Maybe I'll become him someday."
Ginny was crying at the end of the entry. The next day after this happened, as Draco had dubbed him, 'Ugly brute', came into the hospital wing late at night dragging her out of the hospital wing by her hair, and shoving her outside into forest. He accused her of cheating on him with Malfoy, and then beating him into a pulp, not caring about it the whole time. Ginny remembered the beating.
It started off simple enough. Yelling at her like she didn't matter, like everything was her fault...and she believed him, it was. Then everything went berserk.
He back handed her in the face, and she fell to the hard uneven forest floor. Ginny tried to get back up, but another fierce slap across the face and she was back down again, everything was spinning wildly as she tried to focus her eyes. She felt a pounding on the side of her face and felt something dripping, it was her lip, it was bleeding. As she looked at the blood, a punch hit her in the nose.
'I can remember the sound perfectly, the loud crack.' Ginny thought back, still hearing the sound echoing into her ears and erupting over and over again. 'My nose had broken and the pain that erupted in my face I had never felt before.'
It bled all along her face and onto her pressed shirt, and onto her mouth, swallowing some, just trying to breathe. Ginny started to scream so someone would find her.
He began to kick her on the ground telling her to shut up, but she couldn't.
'I shrieked until I heard someone running towards us and he fled like the bastard coward he is.' Ginny sighed shaking her head reminiscing.
"Ginny, are you alright?" A man voice
"My nose split into a million pieces, is that good?" and passes out
She rolled over on her bed crying hardly. Why didn't anyone notice? Why didn't they help her? No, instead they let her marry the monster. It wasn't really her choice. She had to.... Ginny tried to tell herself that she had no choice, but the truth remained. She did. Malfoy was right that day. She had a choice.
A/N- Ut Oh...Christmas is going to be coming.....
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Ginny lay in her bed all night, staying up and reading threw the journal of Draco's darkest moments, and some of the sickest things she had ever read. They actually had a lot in common, the two of them.
Ginny wiped a stray tear that had slipped out of the corner of her eye, making its way down to the creases in her mouth.
"Oh Draco.....you poor thing." Ginny whispered to her self reading the journal entry.
"My father came into my room last night, raising all hell again. He took out that long bleak knife and stabbed me in my hip. That wasn't too bad; it allowed me to gain the upper hand.
I pulled the knife out of my hip and slashed him across his face. He grabbed my wrist and twisted it until it broke and then proceeded to stab and puncture me with dull and sharp things until he was too tired to do any more, then he kicked until his legs were tired as well.
He left me to gather myself, Christmas dinner was in five minutes. So, I got up from the floor, in my now blood soaked towel and went back into the bathroom to take another shower.
Once he left my room, I pulled on some clothes, tied my trunk to my broom and left. I flew to the out skirts of England, and then walked to Kings Cross, carrying my broom and my trunk. Once I was there, I got a trolley, rolled my bloody arse over to the barrier. I paid, and got on that train headed back home. I had to sit and wait for an hour for the train but that wasn't too bad.
Once I got there I left my stuff at the entrance hall and went to find Madam Pomfrey. I felt so dizzy, as I climbed the stairs that I had to stop. That Weasley chit ran into me. I cursed her, with a smirk.
I'll never forget what she did.
She looked at me and stared me in the eyes. After she studied me, she grabbed my hand, pulling it around her shoulders, and walked with me to the hospital wing. Once we were there, she helped me to a bed and left.
She didn't have a single bad or negative comment. After all I had done to her, she helped me. I don't get her.
Pomfrey was her usual fat ugly self. I hate that woman, but she healed me. I didn't cry out as the potions burned my skin, after all, I never cry out when father beats me, why over a potion.
I went to sleep, and when I woke up, there was 2 Chocolate frogs waiting, along with some wild flowers on my bed. I asked fatso where they came from and she only smiled and said from a very kind girl.
I know who she is talking about. The Weasley Chit. What's her name? Jean? Amy? Valerie? Aphrodite? ARGH! Where did that come from!? Why must I be cursed with names? I think its something to do with Virgins. I don't know.
Anyways, the chit brought them I guess. Out of Pity no doubt. I'll have to show her. No one pity's a Malfoy."
Ginny reread some of it with exactly what she had been accused of, pity. Who had a Christmas like that? It wasn't natural, but then again, neither was Malfoy.
'Something to do with virgins?' Ginny laughed as she stretched in the soft bed.
She looked over to the clock on the desk and slid out of the bed. Breakfast was in an hour and she felt famished. Grabbing the book and shoving it under her bedding, she slowly walked out of the room in her pajama bottoms and matching tank top. They had yellow rubber ducks on blue material with bubbles and her tank top was light blue to match.
Ginny had never been able to vegg out in her pajamas and since she was going to eat breakfast without Draco, she didn't see what it would matter, he wouldn't be there anyways.
Ginny, always being the lucky girl she is, opened the doors to the breakfast hall, only to find Draco already there, and in his pajama bottoms as well.
"AH!" Ginny said hiding behind one of the doors. Draco looked up and over at the door with a passive face.
"Yes?" He asked.
"What the bloody hell are you doing in here?!" Ginny gasped out. His black silk pants left the view of his muscular chest wide open.
"I am having a cup of coffee, you may enter." Draco told her sleepily. Ginny watched as he waved her in, his hair falling messily over his face.
"Thank you." Ginny said as she walked in.
Draco was yawning, his eyes closed, stretching in his chair. He took a sip of coffee and looked over at her, spitting it out. It splashed over her face and on to the white linen table cloth.
"I...It...you...it was...to hot." Draco stuttered out as he stood up, walking over to her with his matching linen napkin.
Ginny sat perfectly still as she looked at him, coming over to her. His pants hung loosely on his toned body, a scar clearly visible on his hip.
"I don't remember it." Ginny said as he patted her face dry.
"Remember what?" Draco asked her as he bent down looking her in the eye.
"That day I took you to the hospital wing." Ginny told him as she leaned towards him, touching his hip where the scar would be resting.
Draco froze at the feeling of her hands roaming his pants line, touching his hip softly. He groaned and stepped back.
"Ginevra." He warned.
"I don't remember...show me." Ginny looked at him then at his hip. Draco looked at her questioningly.
"It is highly inappropriate Weasley." Draco muttered, standing straight looking at her face.
Ginny leaned forward and pulled his pants down a little on his hip to reveal a scar about six inches long.
"Did it hurt?" Ginny asked.
"Fuck off Weasley." Draco answered storming out of the dining room and slamming the doors. Ginny stood and followed him out slamming the doors behind her. He was all the way up the first flight of stairs and by the time she got to him his bedroom door was slammed into her face.
She rolled her eyes and threw open the door, walking in.
"WEASLEY!? Don't you have any manners? Knock BEFORE you enter!" Draco sneered angrily.
"Look Malfoy, whatever I did to put your knickers in a bunch, I'm sorry, but that's NO excuse to tell a LADY to, as you say, fuck off." Ginny said glaring at him. Draco nodded and waved his hand as if dismissing her.
"My deepest apology." He said sarcastically. Ginny, unsure of why she even bothered, walked back into her room and locked the door, pulling out the journal again.
"Hell.
Hell.
HELL!
Now that that is out of the way, I want to say, Hell, is exactly were my father should go. He came to the school again, took me out and beat the shit out of me. He kicked my face... I swear if one SINGLE mark is on it I will kill him.
An empty threat I know....Oh shit mother is about to come in here....did I mention he dragged my sorry ass back to the manor?"
Ginny felt bad for him as she turned the page, his life, the way he acted, it all seemed to make since now more than any thing. He was the way he was because that's the way he was raised. Loveless. If he had been a Weasley, Merlin forbid, he would be like her and her family, always happy and loving, or at least that's how she used to be back at home. If she had been a Malfoy, Ginny thought, she would already be dead. How he survived amazed her. She looked at the next page; it was splattered with blood drops.
"Well...I think I killed him." Ginny let out a gasp as she read it over. No?
"He came into my room raising, get this, HELL! Ha. Really, I amuse myself. He tried to castrate me, so I stabbed him in his chest. He sputtered a bit and left my room, then Mother came in and Crucio-ed me...If I say it lasted until her arm grew weary, that would be a lie.
It went on for thirty minutes. I was in bed for a week, then I was shoved on the train back to Hogwarts from Christmas and forced to walk like nothing was wrong. I pained all over.
I wish I remembered that chit's name...that Weasley girl...I dropped my books and went to pick them up, but she beat me to it. She picked them up not even looking at who I was, grabbed my arm, leading me to the castle and then gave me my books walking off. She never looked at me. Never bothered to see who I was, she just helped me."
Ginny thought for a second. She didn't remember that....did she really do that?
"After we got inside, that brute came up to her...I think he's a Gryffindor...I'm not entirely sure, but he seized her arm forcefully and pulled her up the first few stairs, hissing threats at her. She started to tremble and I decided that the brute needed a lesson. Malfoy style...here's how It went.
I called out to the chit.
'Hey Weasley, Come back over here.' I called she stiffened and looked at the ugly brute, whose hold tightened if possible. He turned coldly towards me and I took a few steps towards the stairs.
'She's with me.' He told me. I rolled my eyes and looked at her. She looked scared stiff.
'And you think you know how to treat a woman?' I asked. He gritted his teeth.
'She's MINE and that's all that matters Malfoy.'
'No, she is her own, not yours. Let her go.' I told him. He-"
Ginny's eyes filled up with tears. Most of her memories she blocked out, this one in particular. Never before had she received such a beating. She tried to compose herself as she read on.
"He threw her into a wall, and I decided that was enough. I flipped out my wand and cursed him into oblivion. The chit sat up against the wall crying into her hands. I actually felt a pang of guilty towards her. I walked up the stairs grabbed her books, adding them to my stack and tried to help her up, walking her to the hospital wing, stepping over previously mentioned ugly brute. I left her there, on a bed sobbing. I put the books beside her...I can't believe what I did next, but I bent down and told her this:
'If you ever get tired of that ugly brute, you know where to find me. You have a choice always Weasley. Don't be a pushover.' She looked up at me, really looked at me, and leaned forward and kissed my forehead.
'The choice was never mine to make.' She whispered crying silently.
'Bullshit. You always have a choice. Don't be a patsy. Like I said...if you get fed up, you know where to find me. Later Weasley.' I got up and left her there crying.
All I will say about the next day is she probably will never figure who sent the 12 pack box of chocolate frogs or the bouquet of flowers came from, seeing as the person who sent them did so by owl so that fatso, who extremely annoys him, would never find out.
I did tip off Weasel six though about his sister.
'Your sister is in the hospital wing.' I told him simply. He looked at me in what seemed in shock. He held out his hand and shook mine saying thank you, he heard about ugly brute....I don't remember the name. Damn it. What was the ugly brutes name...I even missed his sister's name. Destined to be Weasley chit I guess. Any ways, Camera boy...uh....Cannon...Cameron.....Crevvey...Yes that's it, Crevvey had a picture of brute and me hexing him on his camera that he was developing as we spoke for proof.
Quite funny though, as I was walking down to the dungeons that brute was still lying unconscious on the cold stone ground. Immense pleasure, I stepped on him and jumped a couple times until my body screamed in pain, on the inside at my havocked body from the Crucio. So I settled on kicking his face. Sometimes I worry I am too much like father. Maybe I'll become him someday."
Ginny was crying at the end of the entry. The next day after this happened, as Draco had dubbed him, 'Ugly brute', came into the hospital wing late at night dragging her out of the hospital wing by her hair, and shoving her outside into forest. He accused her of cheating on him with Malfoy, and then beating him into a pulp, not caring about it the whole time. Ginny remembered the beating.
It started off simple enough. Yelling at her like she didn't matter, like everything was her fault...and she believed him, it was. Then everything went berserk.
He back handed her in the face, and she fell to the hard uneven forest floor. Ginny tried to get back up, but another fierce slap across the face and she was back down again, everything was spinning wildly as she tried to focus her eyes. She felt a pounding on the side of her face and felt something dripping, it was her lip, it was bleeding. As she looked at the blood, a punch hit her in the nose.
'I can remember the sound perfectly, the loud crack.' Ginny thought back, still hearing the sound echoing into her ears and erupting over and over again. 'My nose had broken and the pain that erupted in my face I had never felt before.'
It bled all along her face and onto her pressed shirt, and onto her mouth, swallowing some, just trying to breathe. Ginny started to scream so someone would find her.
He began to kick her on the ground telling her to shut up, but she couldn't.
'I shrieked until I heard someone running towards us and he fled like the bastard coward he is.' Ginny sighed shaking her head reminiscing.
"Ginny, are you alright?" A man voice
"My nose split into a million pieces, is that good?" and passes out
She rolled over on her bed crying hardly. Why didn't anyone notice? Why didn't they help her? No, instead they let her marry the monster. It wasn't really her choice. She had to.... Ginny tried to tell herself that she had no choice, but the truth remained. She did. Malfoy was right that day. She had a choice.
A/N- Ut Oh...Christmas is going to be coming.....
Read my other stories Stealing Hearts of War AND As the Heart Lies.
Melissa
CoffeeJunkie33- Thank you for taking your time to review and read my story!! I really had a lot of fun writing all of the Curse You stuff...I wish I could leave evil cliff hangers, but mine always turn out kinda weak. Thanks love!
AnniBug- Thanks for reviewing, it means a lot!! I hope you take intrest in my other stories! That would be cool!
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