.
Thank you!: Marina Pearl, and ATrueSlytherin
Luinthoron: You know I was kind of thinking the same thing…but I read over their regulations, and in my opinion, a lot more has happened in R rated movies…so if that is the basis of their comparison I am right in range.
Madussa: hmmm, *rubs hands together in a mad scientist like way* I have something very special in mind for Lucius, don't worry…
Seplin: There actually was a reason for her being a virgin…I just kind of forget the reason at the moment. This story's details have really gotten away from me…damn…
August: No, actually you had it right in some points. You see, I'm making this up as I go along ^_^ lol, and I really wasn't sure up until now if she was going to a virgin or not…for more on this read my note to Seplin. And I did get smacked for putting in that "Lucius was a great lover" …so how would she know if she hadn't done him? Well, I know people that just fool around and call them selves lovers, *shrugs* it is a loose term now a days.
Blu Ice: Woot! I feel special now. Thank you for the compliments by the way, I really thought I did a horrible job on things. And I've never had anything dedicated to me before…well, in HP that is, so thank you again for that as well. Now…about the Lucius/Ginny thing…yes I agree that is just sick and twisted. Although I have no problem with Jason Isaacs in the least (the actor of Lucius) I just…who the hell would fuck father and son?!…eeeewwwww…but any ways I have plans for those two…or erm…I /mean/ you'll have to wait…
Notes: You might want to go back and reread the story. I've changed a few things, and edited out my inside jokes and perverted humor of sorts.
My last chapter "Encounters" was kind of a step forward in writing for me because I've never written any thing like that before…well descriptive that is. So now that I've gotten that burden done and out of the way, unless I'm feeling particularly generous, I probably won't do that again between D/G. I just don't want to sound like I'm repeating my self because if you really look at it…sex is kind of the same thing over and over again…or maybe I'm just not that interested or impressed with the act (don't even ask). I do have a few ideas that I may write out…but don't expect much, as always.
But then again…I did write this A/N before I wrote this chapter…things could change ]
Life isn't fair. And the only people who have told him that were either A) Miserable beyond salvation or B) Delusionally happy and have yet for some one to let them in on the secret of the Easter Bunny and the Tooth Fairy.
You see, that is how life is, categorized into separate boxes…this isn't that, but that can be this…it's all how you look at it really. Like, is earth Hell? Really, is this where you sent when he have to make up for your sins? Blaise thought so. Indeed, he had lost again. He always lost at this game, the game of the living.
At first it was just little things, things he could ignore mostly, for example his family. Secondly getting stuck at Hogwarts…but then he was glad of the arrangement for it led him to Virginia. Though she to was taken from him. But now that he thought of it, technically, she wasn't his to begin with.
He knew where she was right now, lying under that bastard as he…Blaise shook his head, he didn't want to think about the details of what they were doing together. How did he know? He'd seen them together, on their first night. That almost kiss was driving him mad…he had to talk to her. And low and behold, he found them both wrapped in each other's arms.
It shouldn't have bothered him, not in the least…but it felt like a cold hand had gripped his heart. It was her job, he reminded him self. But his mind argued back with the fact that she looked so…blissfully happy. He'd never seen her with that smile, he could never make her smile like that.
"Fuck Malfoy." He said. "Fuck the both of them…" As he smothered the cigarette, and stood up from his position on the ground, he looked out at the sea. The waves were coming in violently now, crashing against the rocks. This vacation was needed, for his assignment of scouting the room…and it had been found, but he doubted he'd be able to enter it again with a clear mind. And at the moment he was glad they had Ginny on this job…she was determined and had never failed before. This time when she carries out orders, he was glad she would crush the bastards' heart.
There were plans here much deeper than even he knew. Others of higher power plotting, moving people about as if they were chess pieces in their own game. On a need to know basis, he wasn't sure what was going to happen. But that feeling in the pit of his stomach told him it wasn't going to go down easily. He only knew he had to protect Virginia…that truly was his own mission…
*
There were letters. Yes, letters in front of him. Draco squinted to try and see them clearly. No such luck, in fact they seemed to blur even more. They were white thick letters, nothing particularly special. But every time he tried to see what the letters were written on behind them him his head would hurt. He also knew some one else was in the room…but who?
The letters came into focus.
But he did not understand what he saw.
-Arethe Lirg Bewof- The letters read.
Why did that sound familiar. He didn't care. He wanted to go back to Virginia having a need to hold her now, a craving that was gnawing at him steadily. But then he felt anger from the other person in this room…which now that he thought of it was not a room at all. Simply just…/there/.
~Look at the letters Draco…see them, read them.~ the voice said.
And he did, they still didn't make sense, but a sense of déjà vu came over him. He'd seen this before…but where?
~Look now~
The voice he recognized as well, but once again could not place it. This place they were in was making his brain feel like something was buzzing in it. He couldn't focus well. But knew it was a woman that was talking to him. Though his attention was taken back to the letters.
They began to move.
-Bewof Arethe Lirg -
The moved around, shuffling between each other. Some letters racing, others taking their sweet time. Because Draco felt slightly dizzy from all the movement he only tried to focus once they stilled. They only were still for a few seconds but still they made no impression on him, they now were only scrambled.
-Beware Liofrg hte-
And what word was that…? 'Beware'? How odd. But then the words changed one last time and it sent a chill down his spine. Once they reached their final combination the white letters, starting at the top, turned red. Like blood was poured over them…like they were bleeding. The blood dripped off of the letters, he could no longer see the white…and he wasn't sure if it was the blood of what the letters unscrambled was what gave him chills.
-Beware of the Girl-
Then a cackle filled his ears.
Everything went black.
*
Sun was shining in her eyes, and she didn't like it at all. So she buried her head in some one else's chest…wait a minute…chest…? How many times was she going to wake up like this? She instantly knew it was Draco as by now she was familiar with the feel of his body, but it took her a few more moments before she could figure out why she was buck naked with only a blanket to cover her body.
Then it all came back to her, and as she moved the unexpected sharp pain inside her also proved that last night was not a dream. Ginny didn't want to wake him so she settled down and snuggled nearer to him, if that was possible. And she honestly tried to get back to sleep, but the images running through her head were anything but relaxing, in fact they made her tense slightly with anticipation. Expecting such acts to happen just by her thinking about them. Draco moaning as he thoroughly filled her, moving his hips into her rhythmically…Ginny was blushing just thinking about what they had done.
She knew they both had awakened several times last night, but couldn't keep them straight. Some times they talked, some times they just looked into each other's eyes until the other drifted off to sleep once more. But she did know that during one of them he woke up as well and that had ended in another love making session, he again let her be on top, which was kind of fun in her opinion. Eventually she drifted back to nothingness.
What they'd shared together was…sweet. If only she'd taken into account the fact that all sweet things can turn sour and spoil quickly, then maybe then she would have been better prepared for what she had to face later on.
But that day they'd both slept in, to physically exhausted to do anything else then hold each other. And he watched her a she slept, not in a creepy kind of way, but more like he wasn't sure whether he should leave her be so she could rest or if he should wake her so they could get ready for what classes they had left that afternoon. But he figured neither of them could afford to miss any more classes, no matter how tempting.
No part of the dream had come back to him yet, though fragments of bleeding letters skirted around the edges of his mind.
To him it was a beautiful morning, especially waking up to her. "Ginny…wake up love, come on now." She groaned and moved a bit, but still did not wake.
"Come on Gin, get up now it's time to go to class." This time she did open her eyes, only one, then the other with a playful quality behind them. A smile slowly spread across her lips.
"Morning."
"Afternoon." He corrected lightly.
"Oh." She groaned again. "Oh! The Professors are going to have a fit!"
Draco did some what of a half shrug. "More or less I suppose." And he cupped her breast running a thumb over her nipple. Ginny shut her eyes as her breath hitched in her throat and her nipples hardened. Some times she hated what he could do to her with so little contact, the control he could have over her…and she would let him have it. But as his comment reached her Ginny could have smirked, he was never concerned with his classes and got away with almost anything as long as McGonagall wasn't around.
She pushed away his hand. "Of course you can act that way, and you call /me/ brat."
After a few more 'insults' they'd settled down enough to be fully awake yet still they didn't stir. Though after Ginny moved her legs she most definitely could feel blood and his cum, while as she slept had covered her thighs.
"We should shower." She said.
Draco raised his eyebrows. And she got his meaning, heat rising in her face, but went along with the idea.
"What? …Are you /afraid/?" Ginny knew this would get him. And surely enough as quickly as his eyebrows went up, they went down to reveal an amused persona.
"Fine by me Miss. How about we go to my room, have my own shower."
All in all it took another 10 minutes to find all socks, knickers, and various items of clothing. A thought that came to both of them was, amusingly enough, 'That's funny…I don't remember throwing this over here…' When they were ready to leave, Ginny had now learned to ignore the slight pain in her lower abdomen, and they left cautiously trying to stick together but not run into any one.
And they had made it with out being caught.
While Draco talked to a house elf about getting fresh uniforms and other items they would be needing, Ginny went to check out the bathroom. And couldn't help but think every one in Gryfondor got ripped on housing selections. The bathroom wasn't as large as a master bedroom or anything but it was bigger than what she was used to. And he most definitely had a shower, surrounded by glass panels and gold accents, with one side lined with a ledge jutting out from the wall, it looked to be a seating area although Draco was currently using it to hold shampoo and soaps…She would have killed for accommodations like this…
"Come on…" he stood behind her now, hands on her hips pressing his body into hers. But only lightly kissed her neck, then left his clothes on the ground and stepped into the shower. After a moment of thinking she wanted to leave, a last minute of panic, she then changed her mind not seeing any harm in taking a shower. She trusted him.
Dropping her clothes to the ground as well, she entered the shower. The glass walls around them were already beginning to steam up. Draco had by now gotten some soap on him washing away the smell of sex and sweat. while Ginny went to stand under the showerhead and got her hair wet, relaxing under the hot water. And soon his hands were on her, rubbing some liquid body wash on her breasts and she couldn't help but moan as his hands dipped lower helping to wash away the blood and his own semen.
It only took a few seconds of this 'hands on treatment' before she could no longer stand it and reached up to kiss him. Stumbling somewhat back into the wall, hot water still pouring down on them, they continued to snog. Until Draco, as if he'd done it plenty of times before, lifted her left leg onto the seating area.
Ginny was confused and she must have looked it as he whispered "Trust me." And she did, later on she would be more than happy to trust him again. But at the moment Ginny was just amazed at this boy's stamina, and silently hoped he wouldn't want her this many times a day. And once again he showed her something new. With her leg lifted to the side it left her exposed and he took advantage of the position. Holding her hands above her head and against the wall while pushing up into her- he had her right there in the shower. When both came to their climax Ginny was sure she would crash to the ground as she always lost her self when she came, but some how Draco managed to support them both.
With the help of the step he lifted her slightly and she took the hint wrapping her legs around his waste. And he turned so his back was against the wall. Breathing harshly both teens sank to the ground in each other's arms. Ginny could barely move. She couldn't believe this was happening. Ginny had had this fear in the back of her mind that Draco would use her sexually then tell her to get the hell out of his room like he'd done with that other girl…but this, this was a beautiful thing, this that they shared.
"I think…" Ginny took a deep breath, nuzzeling his neck. "We need to skip a few more classes."
So what was next? Was it just one round of sex after another? It seemed like that to her though it didn't seem to matter, she was enjoying it as much as him if not more as this was a new experience. And for some reason after loosing her virginity she expected everything to be…different. It was in a way- then in others the world was just as plain as it was to begin with. But nothing marked her…except maybe a knowing look in the mirror 'So this is what every ones fussing about.'
It seemed these thoughts of wanting something more came to her more often. Draco had changed her point of view, her out look on life…and it was a wonderful feeling. It had only been a few days…but it felt like more than that, a year maybe? Two or three? It didn't matter. Time passed differently when they were together.
Thoughts of the note she'd gotten yesterday though came to her, ruining her good mood for a small while…and she wasn't particularly thrilled with meeting Him in a near by town. She should have gotten something from Draco by now, and she knew he would be most…displeased, and that would be putting it lightly, if he knew she was at this time not collecting-- putting off the inevitable really.
But work was work right? No matter how unpleasant. It wasn't that she didn't like Lucius…but she had a bad feeling about this up coming meeting. And she could talk about it with no one. She'd suspected Draco personally told Blaise about what had happened between them and made a few other points 'clear' as Blaise avoided them both as much as possible. And she was a bit glad about it, not only did it give her more time alone with Draco, but their separation guaranteed there would be no pissing contest taking place between the two boys. Ginny sometimes could have sworn guys would carry around a tape measure if they could.
Draco wasn't inanely jealous…although, she thought, at times he could be damn well so. And his possessiveness of her was actually kind of cute, she didn't have many close friends let alone guy friends to begin with any way. And it felt good to be /wanted/, to be needed by some one she cared about. Though he was quite…--shall we say /angry/?-- when she told him what Harry had done to her…what he still did to her really.
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For once they were not in their Secret Room, but in Draco's bedroom, as her dorm mates would never allow a Slytherin boy in their room let alone keep their mouths shut about it. The whole conversation started because she felt…well, for once she had asked him to stop while they were … yeah…. He was a bit surprised at this request, disappointed, but then the emotion that won out was curiosity. It was because she thought about what she and Harry had done, and what he'd done to her that first time.
"Come on, you can tell me...was it something I did? We don't have to do this if you don't want to, you know." She loved it when he would get concerned then try to stop, as he found it not very "manly", it was kind of cute.
"No, that isn't it…not at all." Ginny kissed him lightly.
"Then…what is it Gin, when you asked me to stop you looked almost, I don't know, scared that I might not or something."
"You hate Harry don't you?"
He looked at her now, instead of tracing patterns into the bed sheets. "Do you seriously have to ask? Yes, I love him, couldn't you tell?" Draco laughed at such irony, and Ginny laughed because she was nervous, nervous at what he was capable of doing and not knowing what he would do.
Ginny looked down at her lap, picking at her nails and said in a quiet voice. "I hate him to you know."
He wasn't sure exactly how to respond to that… "Why? I thought you and the Three Stooges got along fine."
She gave him a small smile at the name he called the trio by, but it vanished as she began to tell her story. She wanted to tell him because she wanted to be honest with him, as much as possible…or at least was allowed. It was her reason for being so shy around him because in some ways she was ashamed at what she had done. Though in some situations it wasn't purely her choice…but now she wanted to take it all back so she could give it to Draco, and no one else.
"I used to think he was everything then one night he…"
He hadn't taken it well, not at all. In fact she though he would seriously hurt Harry the first chance he got. His hands were fists, his eyes narrowed and glittered dangerously.
"Draco, don't do anything…please? Don't do anything…for me?" She kissed his brow, running hands through his hair. She hated Harry but didn't want the poor boy dead.
It was her last plea that caught his attention. He'd never really suspected Harry as being a bastard, or a complete ass hole, he'd never admit it but he found the guy totally harmless. Though after hearing what he'd done…he wanted to kill him. Not just kill him, injure him severely, torture him…and /then/ kill him. For once he was glad his father had taught him spells for certain…uses. But the tone of Ginny's voice kind of brought him up short. Why was she protecting him at all? He deserved what ever he got…
But he promised.
Though Draco could not help it if an accident were to happen on the quidditch pitch, now could he?
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But so far Harry hadn't gone unexplainably missing, nor suffered any serious injury by an unknown assailant. Though she did like how he cared for her now. He was a bit gentler and didn't just pull her aside expecting her to perform. It was a perfect relationship in many aspects. She was comfortable with him in every way, and knew everything there was to know about him. And he was comfortable with her…even though he didn't know /everything/, he knew as much as she would let him know, as much as he needed to know any way.
And maybe it was the fact that she actually cared for him that one night she started a conversation she knew she wasn't suppose to discus with anyone, let alone Draco. Actually it was more like "Do not inform Mr.Malfoy of anything that could happen to him." because he wasn't suppose too truly know about the collector thing either.
But she had to make sure he was safe.
"Have you been…maybe, I don't know, been doing uncharacteristic things lately? I mean since we've been meeting up?" Ginny asked tentatively.
Draco sat down his booklet on potions and looked up at her quizzically.
"Not that I know of…is there something I should know?"
"No…not really…" Virginia looked down at her shoes. They were both in their Secret Room as they'd previously dubbed it, Draco seated on the couch, and Ginny was standing- pacing slowly by the lit fire. She wanted to tell him so badly about /her/ nightmares, the ones that had started since the train ride here and the one she'd had while unconscious. But she didn't think he'd like to know.
What she thinks happens, whenever she withholds one of his dreams, is it will go to her instead. That's never happened to her before. Then again she'd never really tampered with any one else's dreams before, there was never a need in the first place. That and also, sometimes she would have more than one a night…this of course was slightly good as she could relay the nightmare to the crystal her self…though still wasn't as potent. These dreams really held no meaning for her but related pain.
"It doesn't sound like nothing, what were you talking about?" He looked suspicious, his eyes followed her every movement. She knew he was trying to read her body language, and hated that as he could do it so well.
But Ginny narrowed her eyes at his inquiry. If it was one thing she didn't like it was being bullied into something she didn't want to do, especially giving information on something personal.
"It was /nothing/ Draco, I already told you." Ginny sat down and grabbed one of her booklets, she was a chapter behind in History of Magic.
But Ginny couldn't concentrate, she could feel his eyes boring into her practically willing here to tell him what she was talking about earlier.
With an exasperated sigh she threw up her hands "All right! All right I'll tell you! Ok?!"
"Well…you don't have to…" For some reason Virginia got the mental image to march over and slap him across the face. Gee…now why would she think of that…? ]
Though she could lie just as well as he could.
"I'm still quite new at this collector thing, I was thinking of maybe documenting it. I'd have to know all possible side effects. I remember you mentioning some thing like that once, and if it was true I needed to know, was all."
"…Oh. No, I guess not. I mean…my hair isn't red or anything." She couldn't help but smile. His sense of humor at times was skewed, but really they were on the same level of understanding.
They only had a few days left until they had to go back to Hogwarts. It was almost sad for Ginny though, everything would be back to the way they were…well, not everything. As sordid as it might sound, she hoped he wouldn't not want to keep shagging her. Though she doubted that situation would come up any time soon.
While thinking of going back to school Ginny took on a look of sadness. Draco noticed immediately.
"Gin? What's wrong?" Her head snapped to the side looking at him, she hadn't thought he was still looking at her.
"Nothing…" Wandering over to him she threw his book some where and sat in his lap, curling up in his arms. Draco wasn't exactly sure why she needed to act like a five-year-old, but humored her, running his hands though her hair and kissing the top of her head.
"I'm going to miss you…so much." She mumbled, almost sleepily, into his chest. These words startled him, and he stopped his movements. Draco thought this was a bit strange thing to say, but none the less kissed her one last time.
"I'm not going any where Virginia…I promise."
'I know', she answered silently.
After thinking every thing over Draco decided he wanted to spend as much time with her as possible. What she said earlier, and the tone of her voice, well it had scared him a bit. What if they were separated some how? He knew a few good ways. Like the idea of some one finding out and telling one of their parents for starters.
And when he held her he knew he wanted to be with her for longer than his usual relationships. It wasn't just a fling. It wasn't just an obsession of her, or just for the sex. With everything they'd shared how could he just let her go?
Although marriage was definitely /not/ on his mind, he was thinking of asking her to be with him when she graduated, which was good enough for him. He didn't want to admit he L- ….Lo- …that he *insert L word here*ed her. He could barely admit him self.
He looked over to Ginny sitting in one of the high back chairs. She looked troubled, though he couldn't be sure that is was something in real life or just a problem in her homework booklet. It had only been about half an hour since he'd held her and once again, because of her, his world had shifted.
He was about to ask her about graduation. Would she wait for him? He knew he could wait for her. Maybe even get a teaching job to stay close.
Draco could have laughed at his thoughts. Already rescheduling his entire life around a girl he wasn't even sure wanted him around in a year or two. He had a suspicion she would…but for as cocky a person he was, Draco Malfoy was insecure as hell.
But now he was going to step forward and take a chance. Why not? She didn't really have a reason to not want him. But that was before he saw the designs on the floor
'How odd.', he thought, as he stood to examine this new find.
*
Ginny was angry with her self. Getting close, not just physically but emotionally was tearing her up inside. Before she used to think over this predicament…but then it was different. Now things were harder. But before she could really grill out a reasonable answer to her self she was brought out of her thoughts by Draco's voice. He had asked her something.
"What? Sorry, I wasn't paying attention." Ginny sat up from her chair and leaned forward to see where he was.
"I said to come look at these." Draco was kneeling on the ground in the center of the room.
"What?" she kneeled down beside him only seeing smudges on the floor. It looked like some had written symbols in white chalk then try and sweep them away.
"It…looks like chalk. Draco have you been drawing on the floor?" it was a bit absurd…but she couldn't think of anything else that could explain it.
He laughed shortly, "No I can't say I have. I thought maybe you knew…they weren't here before is all, I'm sure of it."
"Yes, you'd think I'd of seen them as well." She now was kneeling next to him, these symbols that were at one time clear now smudged were not anything she recognized. But as she waved her hand over the drawings she gasped and ungracefully scrambled backward away from it. She felt it, but its energy was…sticky. Like tar sticking to her. What ever it was it wasn't good, not at all.
And she knew of what it could mean. 'But why /here/? And who?'
Draco was by her side in seconds. "What's wrong? Ginny, look at me." He touched her face to make her look at him, and she flinched away. Though as he touched her he saw a flash of bleeding letters before his eyes -Beware Of The Girl-…
And it was maybe about this point everything went to hell.
Thank you!: Marina Pearl, and ATrueSlytherin
Luinthoron: You know I was kind of thinking the same thing…but I read over their regulations, and in my opinion, a lot more has happened in R rated movies…so if that is the basis of their comparison I am right in range.
Madussa: hmmm, *rubs hands together in a mad scientist like way* I have something very special in mind for Lucius, don't worry…
Seplin: There actually was a reason for her being a virgin…I just kind of forget the reason at the moment. This story's details have really gotten away from me…damn…
August: No, actually you had it right in some points. You see, I'm making this up as I go along ^_^ lol, and I really wasn't sure up until now if she was going to a virgin or not…for more on this read my note to Seplin. And I did get smacked for putting in that "Lucius was a great lover" …so how would she know if she hadn't done him? Well, I know people that just fool around and call them selves lovers, *shrugs* it is a loose term now a days.
Blu Ice: Woot! I feel special now. Thank you for the compliments by the way, I really thought I did a horrible job on things. And I've never had anything dedicated to me before…well, in HP that is, so thank you again for that as well. Now…about the Lucius/Ginny thing…yes I agree that is just sick and twisted. Although I have no problem with Jason Isaacs in the least (the actor of Lucius) I just…who the hell would fuck father and son?!…eeeewwwww…but any ways I have plans for those two…or erm…I /mean/ you'll have to wait…
Notes: You might want to go back and reread the story. I've changed a few things, and edited out my inside jokes and perverted humor of sorts.
My last chapter "Encounters" was kind of a step forward in writing for me because I've never written any thing like that before…well descriptive that is. So now that I've gotten that burden done and out of the way, unless I'm feeling particularly generous, I probably won't do that again between D/G. I just don't want to sound like I'm repeating my self because if you really look at it…sex is kind of the same thing over and over again…or maybe I'm just not that interested or impressed with the act (don't even ask). I do have a few ideas that I may write out…but don't expect much, as always.
But then again…I did write this A/N before I wrote this chapter…things could change ]
Life isn't fair. And the only people who have told him that were either A) Miserable beyond salvation or B) Delusionally happy and have yet for some one to let them in on the secret of the Easter Bunny and the Tooth Fairy.
You see, that is how life is, categorized into separate boxes…this isn't that, but that can be this…it's all how you look at it really. Like, is earth Hell? Really, is this where you sent when he have to make up for your sins? Blaise thought so. Indeed, he had lost again. He always lost at this game, the game of the living.
At first it was just little things, things he could ignore mostly, for example his family. Secondly getting stuck at Hogwarts…but then he was glad of the arrangement for it led him to Virginia. Though she to was taken from him. But now that he thought of it, technically, she wasn't his to begin with.
He knew where she was right now, lying under that bastard as he…Blaise shook his head, he didn't want to think about the details of what they were doing together. How did he know? He'd seen them together, on their first night. That almost kiss was driving him mad…he had to talk to her. And low and behold, he found them both wrapped in each other's arms.
It shouldn't have bothered him, not in the least…but it felt like a cold hand had gripped his heart. It was her job, he reminded him self. But his mind argued back with the fact that she looked so…blissfully happy. He'd never seen her with that smile, he could never make her smile like that.
"Fuck Malfoy." He said. "Fuck the both of them…" As he smothered the cigarette, and stood up from his position on the ground, he looked out at the sea. The waves were coming in violently now, crashing against the rocks. This vacation was needed, for his assignment of scouting the room…and it had been found, but he doubted he'd be able to enter it again with a clear mind. And at the moment he was glad they had Ginny on this job…she was determined and had never failed before. This time when she carries out orders, he was glad she would crush the bastards' heart.
There were plans here much deeper than even he knew. Others of higher power plotting, moving people about as if they were chess pieces in their own game. On a need to know basis, he wasn't sure what was going to happen. But that feeling in the pit of his stomach told him it wasn't going to go down easily. He only knew he had to protect Virginia…that truly was his own mission…
*
There were letters. Yes, letters in front of him. Draco squinted to try and see them clearly. No such luck, in fact they seemed to blur even more. They were white thick letters, nothing particularly special. But every time he tried to see what the letters were written on behind them him his head would hurt. He also knew some one else was in the room…but who?
The letters came into focus.
But he did not understand what he saw.
-Arethe Lirg Bewof- The letters read.
Why did that sound familiar. He didn't care. He wanted to go back to Virginia having a need to hold her now, a craving that was gnawing at him steadily. But then he felt anger from the other person in this room…which now that he thought of it was not a room at all. Simply just…/there/.
~Look at the letters Draco…see them, read them.~ the voice said.
And he did, they still didn't make sense, but a sense of déjà vu came over him. He'd seen this before…but where?
~Look now~
The voice he recognized as well, but once again could not place it. This place they were in was making his brain feel like something was buzzing in it. He couldn't focus well. But knew it was a woman that was talking to him. Though his attention was taken back to the letters.
They began to move.
-Bewof Arethe Lirg -
The moved around, shuffling between each other. Some letters racing, others taking their sweet time. Because Draco felt slightly dizzy from all the movement he only tried to focus once they stilled. They only were still for a few seconds but still they made no impression on him, they now were only scrambled.
-Beware Liofrg hte-
And what word was that…? 'Beware'? How odd. But then the words changed one last time and it sent a chill down his spine. Once they reached their final combination the white letters, starting at the top, turned red. Like blood was poured over them…like they were bleeding. The blood dripped off of the letters, he could no longer see the white…and he wasn't sure if it was the blood of what the letters unscrambled was what gave him chills.
-Beware of the Girl-
Then a cackle filled his ears.
Everything went black.
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Sun was shining in her eyes, and she didn't like it at all. So she buried her head in some one else's chest…wait a minute…chest…? How many times was she going to wake up like this? She instantly knew it was Draco as by now she was familiar with the feel of his body, but it took her a few more moments before she could figure out why she was buck naked with only a blanket to cover her body.
Then it all came back to her, and as she moved the unexpected sharp pain inside her also proved that last night was not a dream. Ginny didn't want to wake him so she settled down and snuggled nearer to him, if that was possible. And she honestly tried to get back to sleep, but the images running through her head were anything but relaxing, in fact they made her tense slightly with anticipation. Expecting such acts to happen just by her thinking about them. Draco moaning as he thoroughly filled her, moving his hips into her rhythmically…Ginny was blushing just thinking about what they had done.
She knew they both had awakened several times last night, but couldn't keep them straight. Some times they talked, some times they just looked into each other's eyes until the other drifted off to sleep once more. But she did know that during one of them he woke up as well and that had ended in another love making session, he again let her be on top, which was kind of fun in her opinion. Eventually she drifted back to nothingness.
What they'd shared together was…sweet. If only she'd taken into account the fact that all sweet things can turn sour and spoil quickly, then maybe then she would have been better prepared for what she had to face later on.
But that day they'd both slept in, to physically exhausted to do anything else then hold each other. And he watched her a she slept, not in a creepy kind of way, but more like he wasn't sure whether he should leave her be so she could rest or if he should wake her so they could get ready for what classes they had left that afternoon. But he figured neither of them could afford to miss any more classes, no matter how tempting.
No part of the dream had come back to him yet, though fragments of bleeding letters skirted around the edges of his mind.
To him it was a beautiful morning, especially waking up to her. "Ginny…wake up love, come on now." She groaned and moved a bit, but still did not wake.
"Come on Gin, get up now it's time to go to class." This time she did open her eyes, only one, then the other with a playful quality behind them. A smile slowly spread across her lips.
"Morning."
"Afternoon." He corrected lightly.
"Oh." She groaned again. "Oh! The Professors are going to have a fit!"
Draco did some what of a half shrug. "More or less I suppose." And he cupped her breast running a thumb over her nipple. Ginny shut her eyes as her breath hitched in her throat and her nipples hardened. Some times she hated what he could do to her with so little contact, the control he could have over her…and she would let him have it. But as his comment reached her Ginny could have smirked, he was never concerned with his classes and got away with almost anything as long as McGonagall wasn't around.
She pushed away his hand. "Of course you can act that way, and you call /me/ brat."
After a few more 'insults' they'd settled down enough to be fully awake yet still they didn't stir. Though after Ginny moved her legs she most definitely could feel blood and his cum, while as she slept had covered her thighs.
"We should shower." She said.
Draco raised his eyebrows. And she got his meaning, heat rising in her face, but went along with the idea.
"What? …Are you /afraid/?" Ginny knew this would get him. And surely enough as quickly as his eyebrows went up, they went down to reveal an amused persona.
"Fine by me Miss. How about we go to my room, have my own shower."
All in all it took another 10 minutes to find all socks, knickers, and various items of clothing. A thought that came to both of them was, amusingly enough, 'That's funny…I don't remember throwing this over here…' When they were ready to leave, Ginny had now learned to ignore the slight pain in her lower abdomen, and they left cautiously trying to stick together but not run into any one.
And they had made it with out being caught.
While Draco talked to a house elf about getting fresh uniforms and other items they would be needing, Ginny went to check out the bathroom. And couldn't help but think every one in Gryfondor got ripped on housing selections. The bathroom wasn't as large as a master bedroom or anything but it was bigger than what she was used to. And he most definitely had a shower, surrounded by glass panels and gold accents, with one side lined with a ledge jutting out from the wall, it looked to be a seating area although Draco was currently using it to hold shampoo and soaps…She would have killed for accommodations like this…
"Come on…" he stood behind her now, hands on her hips pressing his body into hers. But only lightly kissed her neck, then left his clothes on the ground and stepped into the shower. After a moment of thinking she wanted to leave, a last minute of panic, she then changed her mind not seeing any harm in taking a shower. She trusted him.
Dropping her clothes to the ground as well, she entered the shower. The glass walls around them were already beginning to steam up. Draco had by now gotten some soap on him washing away the smell of sex and sweat. while Ginny went to stand under the showerhead and got her hair wet, relaxing under the hot water. And soon his hands were on her, rubbing some liquid body wash on her breasts and she couldn't help but moan as his hands dipped lower helping to wash away the blood and his own semen.
It only took a few seconds of this 'hands on treatment' before she could no longer stand it and reached up to kiss him. Stumbling somewhat back into the wall, hot water still pouring down on them, they continued to snog. Until Draco, as if he'd done it plenty of times before, lifted her left leg onto the seating area.
Ginny was confused and she must have looked it as he whispered "Trust me." And she did, later on she would be more than happy to trust him again. But at the moment Ginny was just amazed at this boy's stamina, and silently hoped he wouldn't want her this many times a day. And once again he showed her something new. With her leg lifted to the side it left her exposed and he took advantage of the position. Holding her hands above her head and against the wall while pushing up into her- he had her right there in the shower. When both came to their climax Ginny was sure she would crash to the ground as she always lost her self when she came, but some how Draco managed to support them both.
With the help of the step he lifted her slightly and she took the hint wrapping her legs around his waste. And he turned so his back was against the wall. Breathing harshly both teens sank to the ground in each other's arms. Ginny could barely move. She couldn't believe this was happening. Ginny had had this fear in the back of her mind that Draco would use her sexually then tell her to get the hell out of his room like he'd done with that other girl…but this, this was a beautiful thing, this that they shared.
"I think…" Ginny took a deep breath, nuzzeling his neck. "We need to skip a few more classes."
So what was next? Was it just one round of sex after another? It seemed like that to her though it didn't seem to matter, she was enjoying it as much as him if not more as this was a new experience. And for some reason after loosing her virginity she expected everything to be…different. It was in a way- then in others the world was just as plain as it was to begin with. But nothing marked her…except maybe a knowing look in the mirror 'So this is what every ones fussing about.'
It seemed these thoughts of wanting something more came to her more often. Draco had changed her point of view, her out look on life…and it was a wonderful feeling. It had only been a few days…but it felt like more than that, a year maybe? Two or three? It didn't matter. Time passed differently when they were together.
Thoughts of the note she'd gotten yesterday though came to her, ruining her good mood for a small while…and she wasn't particularly thrilled with meeting Him in a near by town. She should have gotten something from Draco by now, and she knew he would be most…displeased, and that would be putting it lightly, if he knew she was at this time not collecting-- putting off the inevitable really.
But work was work right? No matter how unpleasant. It wasn't that she didn't like Lucius…but she had a bad feeling about this up coming meeting. And she could talk about it with no one. She'd suspected Draco personally told Blaise about what had happened between them and made a few other points 'clear' as Blaise avoided them both as much as possible. And she was a bit glad about it, not only did it give her more time alone with Draco, but their separation guaranteed there would be no pissing contest taking place between the two boys. Ginny sometimes could have sworn guys would carry around a tape measure if they could.
Draco wasn't inanely jealous…although, she thought, at times he could be damn well so. And his possessiveness of her was actually kind of cute, she didn't have many close friends let alone guy friends to begin with any way. And it felt good to be /wanted/, to be needed by some one she cared about. Though he was quite…--shall we say /angry/?-- when she told him what Harry had done to her…what he still did to her really.
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For once they were not in their Secret Room, but in Draco's bedroom, as her dorm mates would never allow a Slytherin boy in their room let alone keep their mouths shut about it. The whole conversation started because she felt…well, for once she had asked him to stop while they were … yeah…. He was a bit surprised at this request, disappointed, but then the emotion that won out was curiosity. It was because she thought about what she and Harry had done, and what he'd done to her that first time.
"Come on, you can tell me...was it something I did? We don't have to do this if you don't want to, you know." She loved it when he would get concerned then try to stop, as he found it not very "manly", it was kind of cute.
"No, that isn't it…not at all." Ginny kissed him lightly.
"Then…what is it Gin, when you asked me to stop you looked almost, I don't know, scared that I might not or something."
"You hate Harry don't you?"
He looked at her now, instead of tracing patterns into the bed sheets. "Do you seriously have to ask? Yes, I love him, couldn't you tell?" Draco laughed at such irony, and Ginny laughed because she was nervous, nervous at what he was capable of doing and not knowing what he would do.
Ginny looked down at her lap, picking at her nails and said in a quiet voice. "I hate him to you know."
He wasn't sure exactly how to respond to that… "Why? I thought you and the Three Stooges got along fine."
She gave him a small smile at the name he called the trio by, but it vanished as she began to tell her story. She wanted to tell him because she wanted to be honest with him, as much as possible…or at least was allowed. It was her reason for being so shy around him because in some ways she was ashamed at what she had done. Though in some situations it wasn't purely her choice…but now she wanted to take it all back so she could give it to Draco, and no one else.
"I used to think he was everything then one night he…"
He hadn't taken it well, not at all. In fact she though he would seriously hurt Harry the first chance he got. His hands were fists, his eyes narrowed and glittered dangerously.
"Draco, don't do anything…please? Don't do anything…for me?" She kissed his brow, running hands through his hair. She hated Harry but didn't want the poor boy dead.
It was her last plea that caught his attention. He'd never really suspected Harry as being a bastard, or a complete ass hole, he'd never admit it but he found the guy totally harmless. Though after hearing what he'd done…he wanted to kill him. Not just kill him, injure him severely, torture him…and /then/ kill him. For once he was glad his father had taught him spells for certain…uses. But the tone of Ginny's voice kind of brought him up short. Why was she protecting him at all? He deserved what ever he got…
But he promised.
Though Draco could not help it if an accident were to happen on the quidditch pitch, now could he?
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But so far Harry hadn't gone unexplainably missing, nor suffered any serious injury by an unknown assailant. Though she did like how he cared for her now. He was a bit gentler and didn't just pull her aside expecting her to perform. It was a perfect relationship in many aspects. She was comfortable with him in every way, and knew everything there was to know about him. And he was comfortable with her…even though he didn't know /everything/, he knew as much as she would let him know, as much as he needed to know any way.
And maybe it was the fact that she actually cared for him that one night she started a conversation she knew she wasn't suppose to discus with anyone, let alone Draco. Actually it was more like "Do not inform Mr.Malfoy of anything that could happen to him." because he wasn't suppose too truly know about the collector thing either.
But she had to make sure he was safe.
"Have you been…maybe, I don't know, been doing uncharacteristic things lately? I mean since we've been meeting up?" Ginny asked tentatively.
Draco sat down his booklet on potions and looked up at her quizzically.
"Not that I know of…is there something I should know?"
"No…not really…" Virginia looked down at her shoes. They were both in their Secret Room as they'd previously dubbed it, Draco seated on the couch, and Ginny was standing- pacing slowly by the lit fire. She wanted to tell him so badly about /her/ nightmares, the ones that had started since the train ride here and the one she'd had while unconscious. But she didn't think he'd like to know.
What she thinks happens, whenever she withholds one of his dreams, is it will go to her instead. That's never happened to her before. Then again she'd never really tampered with any one else's dreams before, there was never a need in the first place. That and also, sometimes she would have more than one a night…this of course was slightly good as she could relay the nightmare to the crystal her self…though still wasn't as potent. These dreams really held no meaning for her but related pain.
"It doesn't sound like nothing, what were you talking about?" He looked suspicious, his eyes followed her every movement. She knew he was trying to read her body language, and hated that as he could do it so well.
But Ginny narrowed her eyes at his inquiry. If it was one thing she didn't like it was being bullied into something she didn't want to do, especially giving information on something personal.
"It was /nothing/ Draco, I already told you." Ginny sat down and grabbed one of her booklets, she was a chapter behind in History of Magic.
But Ginny couldn't concentrate, she could feel his eyes boring into her practically willing here to tell him what she was talking about earlier.
With an exasperated sigh she threw up her hands "All right! All right I'll tell you! Ok?!"
"Well…you don't have to…" For some reason Virginia got the mental image to march over and slap him across the face. Gee…now why would she think of that…? ]
Though she could lie just as well as he could.
"I'm still quite new at this collector thing, I was thinking of maybe documenting it. I'd have to know all possible side effects. I remember you mentioning some thing like that once, and if it was true I needed to know, was all."
"…Oh. No, I guess not. I mean…my hair isn't red or anything." She couldn't help but smile. His sense of humor at times was skewed, but really they were on the same level of understanding.
They only had a few days left until they had to go back to Hogwarts. It was almost sad for Ginny though, everything would be back to the way they were…well, not everything. As sordid as it might sound, she hoped he wouldn't not want to keep shagging her. Though she doubted that situation would come up any time soon.
While thinking of going back to school Ginny took on a look of sadness. Draco noticed immediately.
"Gin? What's wrong?" Her head snapped to the side looking at him, she hadn't thought he was still looking at her.
"Nothing…" Wandering over to him she threw his book some where and sat in his lap, curling up in his arms. Draco wasn't exactly sure why she needed to act like a five-year-old, but humored her, running his hands though her hair and kissing the top of her head.
"I'm going to miss you…so much." She mumbled, almost sleepily, into his chest. These words startled him, and he stopped his movements. Draco thought this was a bit strange thing to say, but none the less kissed her one last time.
"I'm not going any where Virginia…I promise."
'I know', she answered silently.
After thinking every thing over Draco decided he wanted to spend as much time with her as possible. What she said earlier, and the tone of her voice, well it had scared him a bit. What if they were separated some how? He knew a few good ways. Like the idea of some one finding out and telling one of their parents for starters.
And when he held her he knew he wanted to be with her for longer than his usual relationships. It wasn't just a fling. It wasn't just an obsession of her, or just for the sex. With everything they'd shared how could he just let her go?
Although marriage was definitely /not/ on his mind, he was thinking of asking her to be with him when she graduated, which was good enough for him. He didn't want to admit he L- ….Lo- …that he *insert L word here*ed her. He could barely admit him self.
He looked over to Ginny sitting in one of the high back chairs. She looked troubled, though he couldn't be sure that is was something in real life or just a problem in her homework booklet. It had only been about half an hour since he'd held her and once again, because of her, his world had shifted.
He was about to ask her about graduation. Would she wait for him? He knew he could wait for her. Maybe even get a teaching job to stay close.
Draco could have laughed at his thoughts. Already rescheduling his entire life around a girl he wasn't even sure wanted him around in a year or two. He had a suspicion she would…but for as cocky a person he was, Draco Malfoy was insecure as hell.
But now he was going to step forward and take a chance. Why not? She didn't really have a reason to not want him. But that was before he saw the designs on the floor
'How odd.', he thought, as he stood to examine this new find.
*
Ginny was angry with her self. Getting close, not just physically but emotionally was tearing her up inside. Before she used to think over this predicament…but then it was different. Now things were harder. But before she could really grill out a reasonable answer to her self she was brought out of her thoughts by Draco's voice. He had asked her something.
"What? Sorry, I wasn't paying attention." Ginny sat up from her chair and leaned forward to see where he was.
"I said to come look at these." Draco was kneeling on the ground in the center of the room.
"What?" she kneeled down beside him only seeing smudges on the floor. It looked like some had written symbols in white chalk then try and sweep them away.
"It…looks like chalk. Draco have you been drawing on the floor?" it was a bit absurd…but she couldn't think of anything else that could explain it.
He laughed shortly, "No I can't say I have. I thought maybe you knew…they weren't here before is all, I'm sure of it."
"Yes, you'd think I'd of seen them as well." She now was kneeling next to him, these symbols that were at one time clear now smudged were not anything she recognized. But as she waved her hand over the drawings she gasped and ungracefully scrambled backward away from it. She felt it, but its energy was…sticky. Like tar sticking to her. What ever it was it wasn't good, not at all.
And she knew of what it could mean. 'But why /here/? And who?'
Draco was by her side in seconds. "What's wrong? Ginny, look at me." He touched her face to make her look at him, and she flinched away. Though as he touched her he saw a flash of bleeding letters before his eyes -Beware Of The Girl-…
And it was maybe about this point everything went to hell.