I watch you some times
Because I see what's inside
Behind all that pride
You're alone
Grieving
For something
Unknown
Or gone missing
And for things
That weren't there
I know because I see them
I count them
I hear
What you're thinking
Yearn for what you want
Feel your pain
When you relive
What
Has happened to you
And I need to use
What you have
A collectors collection
Of fears and traps
I want to
Collect you....
I watch you some times, you can be beautiful when you think no ones looking. And I've studied you, as you've become my hobby of sorts. And I know you like no one else, my gift maybe has a little to do with this, but the end result is the same; I know your secrets....I know your fears....I see them, live them, recount them while I lay awake at night. They haunt me to Draco....they haunt me to....
The small figure in the shadows melted away, like it was never there.
~~~~~~~~~~~~
"What have you seen, what do you know?" he asked quietly.
She circled him slowly. An answer came from behind his right shoulder. "I know about everything Draco…/everything/."
He listened to her husky voice as her hands found there way to his shoulders, massaging them lightly. She brought her lips to his left ear and whispered, "I know about your nightmares" her lips gently brushed his ear and she brought her head back around to his right side again,"And I know about your dreams." her tongue snaked out and she lightly licked his ear. He shivered.
This, for her, was fun- a time when she could cut loose a little and get away with it. But foe Draco…a million thoughts were racing in his head. 'How could she know anything?' His emotions went from confusion, worry, then to anger. 'What did she want? Money? A slave of some kind? And Lord help me, blackmail?'
Ginny sighed; "Silly boy, I only want one thing from you..." she now stood in front of him, her lips were so close to his. Her hand reached around to the back of his head, pulling him near her, making it so there was no room between them...so close...her body pressed up against his...so /very/ colse...then she smoothly turned his head to the side and whispered in his ear,
"Just tell me when you get your nightmares, confide in me, trust me...that is all I ask." and with that said she pulled away.
'How did she...?'
"I don't know what you're talking about Weaslett." He said with a satisfactory smirk on his face.
Yet, Ginny was smiling...sweetly...or as sweet as a predator can get.
"Oh, but you /do/ know what I'm talking about, don't you? I've seen it Draco," she closed the gap between them once more, and tapped him on the chest, "Its aaaallll in heeeere" she gave a girlish giggle. The plan was being set in motion, and this power over him was making her slightly giddy.
"Tell me then, tell me what you know because I really have no reason to believe you." a thought crossed his mind, and he snarled, "Did your idiot brother put you up to this?"
Her eyes flashed. Through clenched teeth she managed, "My brother has /nothing/ to do with this."
Draco raised an eyebrow, amused, "Strike a nerve did we?"
"If you don't shut your bloody mouth right now Malfoy, I won't have to prove anything to you...I'll just let a few things 'slip' and when you hear them about the school, you'll know I was right."
He pushed her up against the wall, their bodies making full contact each other. "That wouldn't be wise, /Ginny/, you must keep your health in mind now."
He had her pinned, but she still had a trick up her sleeve.
Smiling she said, "Do they know, Draco, what's happened to you? Why you wake up screaming almost every night, why you'd never walk around with your shirt off? Or how you were used, over and over an-"
"Shut up!" he slammed her into the wall for emphasis.
"Strike a nerve did we?" she mimicked in a snippety voice.
He narrowed his eyes, and looked over her left shoulder. He was thinking, calculating. Then looked back.
"Why? Why do you want to know?"
"Curiosity would be my first choice. Although, I already know what you dream about. I can see it, just like I see everything else. But I need you to /tell/ me. That's all, I'd never tell any one, and if I was going to I would have done it already. It could help you Draco, it could make things better if you talk about them."
Her 'innocent' doe eyes looked up at him.
It was a loose-loose situation.
"Damn it!" he hit the wall beside her head, then looked her in the eye, "Fine."
(A/N): The type of writing I'm going for isn't really descriptive towards the back round. I read some stories, and no I /don't/ care about what color the rug was! If you can't make up the back round on your own...I suggest you find a picture book. Now if you don't understand what the characters are doing, or your just not seeing it happen, then please by all means tell me if I can improve. Although I'll be up-dating and rewriting chapters at any time because I'm always wanting to change and re-do things. My first real fanfic by the way, up until now I've only done poetry, and short stories.
Open to any ideas, any suggestions and /constructive/ criticism.
My email is cat_eyed_gypsy@hotmail.com. Thanks for reading!
-Wind and Ashes
P.S.: Please check the rating one more time. This story is rated R for a reason. There will be rape, promiscuous sex, abuse, swearing, incest, fights, plotting, murder...should I go on here? If you don't like it please do not read...This is your warning.
Because I see what's inside
Behind all that pride
You're alone
Grieving
For something
Unknown
Or gone missing
And for things
That weren't there
I know because I see them
I count them
I hear
What you're thinking
Yearn for what you want
Feel your pain
When you relive
What
Has happened to you
And I need to use
What you have
A collectors collection
Of fears and traps
I want to
Collect you....
I watch you some times, you can be beautiful when you think no ones looking. And I've studied you, as you've become my hobby of sorts. And I know you like no one else, my gift maybe has a little to do with this, but the end result is the same; I know your secrets....I know your fears....I see them, live them, recount them while I lay awake at night. They haunt me to Draco....they haunt me to....
The small figure in the shadows melted away, like it was never there.
~~~~~~~~~~~~
"What have you seen, what do you know?" he asked quietly.
She circled him slowly. An answer came from behind his right shoulder. "I know about everything Draco…/everything/."
He listened to her husky voice as her hands found there way to his shoulders, massaging them lightly. She brought her lips to his left ear and whispered, "I know about your nightmares" her lips gently brushed his ear and she brought her head back around to his right side again,"And I know about your dreams." her tongue snaked out and she lightly licked his ear. He shivered.
This, for her, was fun- a time when she could cut loose a little and get away with it. But foe Draco…a million thoughts were racing in his head. 'How could she know anything?' His emotions went from confusion, worry, then to anger. 'What did she want? Money? A slave of some kind? And Lord help me, blackmail?'
Ginny sighed; "Silly boy, I only want one thing from you..." she now stood in front of him, her lips were so close to his. Her hand reached around to the back of his head, pulling him near her, making it so there was no room between them...so close...her body pressed up against his...so /very/ colse...then she smoothly turned his head to the side and whispered in his ear,
"Just tell me when you get your nightmares, confide in me, trust me...that is all I ask." and with that said she pulled away.
'How did she...?'
"I don't know what you're talking about Weaslett." He said with a satisfactory smirk on his face.
Yet, Ginny was smiling...sweetly...or as sweet as a predator can get.
"Oh, but you /do/ know what I'm talking about, don't you? I've seen it Draco," she closed the gap between them once more, and tapped him on the chest, "Its aaaallll in heeeere" she gave a girlish giggle. The plan was being set in motion, and this power over him was making her slightly giddy.
"Tell me then, tell me what you know because I really have no reason to believe you." a thought crossed his mind, and he snarled, "Did your idiot brother put you up to this?"
Her eyes flashed. Through clenched teeth she managed, "My brother has /nothing/ to do with this."
Draco raised an eyebrow, amused, "Strike a nerve did we?"
"If you don't shut your bloody mouth right now Malfoy, I won't have to prove anything to you...I'll just let a few things 'slip' and when you hear them about the school, you'll know I was right."
He pushed her up against the wall, their bodies making full contact each other. "That wouldn't be wise, /Ginny/, you must keep your health in mind now."
He had her pinned, but she still had a trick up her sleeve.
Smiling she said, "Do they know, Draco, what's happened to you? Why you wake up screaming almost every night, why you'd never walk around with your shirt off? Or how you were used, over and over an-"
"Shut up!" he slammed her into the wall for emphasis.
"Strike a nerve did we?" she mimicked in a snippety voice.
He narrowed his eyes, and looked over her left shoulder. He was thinking, calculating. Then looked back.
"Why? Why do you want to know?"
"Curiosity would be my first choice. Although, I already know what you dream about. I can see it, just like I see everything else. But I need you to /tell/ me. That's all, I'd never tell any one, and if I was going to I would have done it already. It could help you Draco, it could make things better if you talk about them."
Her 'innocent' doe eyes looked up at him.
It was a loose-loose situation.
"Damn it!" he hit the wall beside her head, then looked her in the eye, "Fine."
(A/N): The type of writing I'm going for isn't really descriptive towards the back round. I read some stories, and no I /don't/ care about what color the rug was! If you can't make up the back round on your own...I suggest you find a picture book. Now if you don't understand what the characters are doing, or your just not seeing it happen, then please by all means tell me if I can improve. Although I'll be up-dating and rewriting chapters at any time because I'm always wanting to change and re-do things. My first real fanfic by the way, up until now I've only done poetry, and short stories.
Open to any ideas, any suggestions and /constructive/ criticism.
My email is cat_eyed_gypsy@hotmail.com. Thanks for reading!
-Wind and Ashes
P.S.: Please check the rating one more time. This story is rated R for a reason. There will be rape, promiscuous sex, abuse, swearing, incest, fights, plotting, murder...should I go on here? If you don't like it please do not read...This is your warning.