Trapped Chap. 5
He hit her.
Once.
Twice.
Three times before saying this, "don't ever leave me. Godamnit! If you do I'll make sure your life is worser without me." Draco kissed her and held her to him. She didn't move or speak but tears came down everytime she blinked. Her head felt swollen and her throat dry...but her heart hurt more.
She couldn't breath. She hit his arm. He held on tighter. She knew he didn't know how tight he was holding. But she barely could gasp. Hitting him twice more...she fainted.
She woke up and started coughing she felt a strong hand hold her back down she flinched. "You alright, Ginny?"
Ginny cried holding on to him. Harry helded her back. "don't tell anyone," she said, "please!"
Harry stared at her, "you can't tell anyone. Harry? Please, don't tell anyone. He was just scared this time, that I might leave him."
"So," Harry bitterly, "that's what really happened? He really did do this to you?"
She was hesitant, "you...you didn't know?"
"No," Harry said darkly, "Malfoy, said that you chocked and hit your head on something. So he brought you in here. I went in to check on you...Godamnit, Ginny! Has he been hitting you?"
"Don't tell, please," Ginny said despretly, "please, Harry, I really do love him."
Harry sighed and placed her back onto the bed gently, "but if he touches you one more itme-"
"I know," Ginny said, "I think I should stay in here."
Harry nodded, "Zabini's been asking about you and he isn't exactly being friendly with Malfoy either-"
"I've noticed."
Harry smiled, "feel better, Ginny."
She nodded and yawned before closing her eyes to go to sleep.
She stirred before rolling over while waking up. She yawned and streched. It wasn't light out possiibly the morning though. She took in a breath and groaned. Her head was killing her...she knew someone was there. She rolled over to the other side and quickly moved for her wand.
"Don't."
"Blaise?" Ginny asked, "what are you doing here?"
He shurgged, "I always knew when you'd be up and about." He said she could tell he was smiling by the way he said it. "You alright? I know that was no accident."
She turned on the light, "how would you know?"
Blaise smirked, "for one, your charm wore off."
"What?" She got up and woozily walked to the mirror nearby. "Bloody hell," she mumbled. Her forehead and right cheek was a nasty blue. Her arms had finger print marks bruises on them. She couldn't see her legs but she imagined it was pretty much as bad.
Blaise came up behind her, "do you really want him to do this to you?"
She gazed at him through the mirror, "I love him, Blaise."
"If he loved you," Blaise said calmly, "why would he be doing this to you?"
"His scared."
"If he was scared of losing you it wouldn't be love," he said, "if he was scared of you getting hurt he wouldn't be doing this. If he was scared to lose yor love-"
"I know."
"I don't belive you," he said, "if you know he hurts you and it's not right and his not doing it cause of love...then why the hell are you with him?"
She turned arond and looked him in the eye, "because I lost my bestfriend to the world."
His gaze dropped and she walked near the bed. "Go away, Blaise."
She heard a crack and went to the window nearby. She realized she was in Bill and Charlie's old room. With a sigh she looked up into the stars.
He hit her.
Once.
Twice.
Three times before saying this, "don't ever leave me. Godamnit! If you do I'll make sure your life is worser without me." Draco kissed her and held her to him. She didn't move or speak but tears came down everytime she blinked. Her head felt swollen and her throat dry...but her heart hurt more.
She couldn't breath. She hit his arm. He held on tighter. She knew he didn't know how tight he was holding. But she barely could gasp. Hitting him twice more...she fainted.
She woke up and started coughing she felt a strong hand hold her back down she flinched. "You alright, Ginny?"
Ginny cried holding on to him. Harry helded her back. "don't tell anyone," she said, "please!"
Harry stared at her, "you can't tell anyone. Harry? Please, don't tell anyone. He was just scared this time, that I might leave him."
"So," Harry bitterly, "that's what really happened? He really did do this to you?"
She was hesitant, "you...you didn't know?"
"No," Harry said darkly, "Malfoy, said that you chocked and hit your head on something. So he brought you in here. I went in to check on you...Godamnit, Ginny! Has he been hitting you?"
"Don't tell, please," Ginny said despretly, "please, Harry, I really do love him."
Harry sighed and placed her back onto the bed gently, "but if he touches you one more itme-"
"I know," Ginny said, "I think I should stay in here."
Harry nodded, "Zabini's been asking about you and he isn't exactly being friendly with Malfoy either-"
"I've noticed."
Harry smiled, "feel better, Ginny."
She nodded and yawned before closing her eyes to go to sleep.
She stirred before rolling over while waking up. She yawned and streched. It wasn't light out possiibly the morning though. She took in a breath and groaned. Her head was killing her...she knew someone was there. She rolled over to the other side and quickly moved for her wand.
"Don't."
"Blaise?" Ginny asked, "what are you doing here?"
He shurgged, "I always knew when you'd be up and about." He said she could tell he was smiling by the way he said it. "You alright? I know that was no accident."
She turned on the light, "how would you know?"
Blaise smirked, "for one, your charm wore off."
"What?" She got up and woozily walked to the mirror nearby. "Bloody hell," she mumbled. Her forehead and right cheek was a nasty blue. Her arms had finger print marks bruises on them. She couldn't see her legs but she imagined it was pretty much as bad.
Blaise came up behind her, "do you really want him to do this to you?"
She gazed at him through the mirror, "I love him, Blaise."
"If he loved you," Blaise said calmly, "why would he be doing this to you?"
"His scared."
"If he was scared of losing you it wouldn't be love," he said, "if he was scared of you getting hurt he wouldn't be doing this. If he was scared to lose yor love-"
"I know."
"I don't belive you," he said, "if you know he hurts you and it's not right and his not doing it cause of love...then why the hell are you with him?"
She turned arond and looked him in the eye, "because I lost my bestfriend to the world."
His gaze dropped and she walked near the bed. "Go away, Blaise."
She heard a crack and went to the window nearby. She realized she was in Bill and Charlie's old room. With a sigh she looked up into the stars.