Yes, unbelievable isn't it? I just couldn't sleep last night and *click* "Gee, why don't I hop on the computer and start writing up a chapter for The Collector." Hey, why not?
Thank you: M a e l s t r o m, Luinthoron, mixed, Jade, Britt, Shade 1, Alyssium, Ashleyconnor, raquel99, and Bruja-de-Draco.
Madussa: congratulations! Sounds like you had fun. Katia, Blaises sister, you will see shortly, in fact, rather shortly. And I like your plot idea, except…I love Blaise to much to make him a 'true' bad guy. Lol.
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I'm trying to cut down on authors notes, like I have been for the last year…but now I'm really trying…so I won't be chatting with every one endlessly because I'm not sure y'all want to wade through this, lol. As for the other reviewers thank you VERY much, I live off of reviews…really I do….
She'd seen those symbols before…some where far away, if that made any sense. Like a dream. Yes, dreams. That seemed to be the problem these days, how this entire mess started. And it seemed some one else was trying to sabotage her plan in this. But who? Who else would know those symbols, those symbols that came from her very own dreams? Or now that she thought of it…were they /really/ her dreams?
Draco told her of what he dreamt, then of the book he found. How did he know the real story of what had happened? Who else was looking up that information? Who had the power to send him these 'warnings' against her? As they were obviously against her- though Draco was not thick in the head, he hadn't caught on to everything…yet.
Questions, questions, questions. Ginny was tired of these endless queries. But no matter how much she thought on it she couldn't get around them, and just as she laid one to rest- not necessarily answered- another came to her.
What should she have said to him? What story could she have made to reassure him she wasn't plotting something, lying to him…betraying him. It was easy really, to deny she had anything to do with what ever was going on, a plot threatening to break through to the surface. And also to say she had no idea about that book he'd found, such was true. But after their slightly heated discussion they had made love, so everything once again was swept away from his mind. That part was also easy. Now all she had to do was figure out all of this on her own. Not even Blaise, now, could be trusted. In fact, Blaise was a very good guess, and high on her list of 'suspects'.
Those symbols, were symbols of power, but an evil power, that's what had frightened her so. She felt like it tried to latch onto her outstretched arm and if it of gotten hold of her it never would have let go. Ginny could never quite describe it entirely, not even to herself, or make up her mind about how it felt and what had happened. Of course it was all on a 'psychic level', as she liked to call it. One of the worst things she'd gotten from the whole collector thing was a heightened awareness of everything around her, not necessarily mundane either.
Ginny sighed and leaned back against the headboard, rubbing her temples. It was late at night and being with Draco earlier had tired her. She was not as lucky as him to be so energetic. But really she was just weary of playing games. Plotting games. Devious games…. Killing games.
Though her mind drifted back to the book Draco told her about. She wanted to see it, desperately. Maybe she could sense something from it, or pick up on something familiar. What really had surprised her though is that the story he'd told was correct. What kind of a book could have held that kind of information and her not know about it?
Draco rolled over a bit, wanting to be closer to her. Ginny sunk down into the bed so she now was lying beside him. And like always his arms curled around her. This made her feel safe, and she knew it did the same for him. But still she could not sleep. What he'd told her kept running through her head.
So she had told a few more lies in the past. So what. Lies never truly hurt any one, unless they found out. And he just would /not/ find out. Ginny had to make certain of that.
'The original story…I haven't thought of it in so long…so very long.' And it was true. She'd almost started believing her own lies. Her mind drifted off to some where in between wake and sleep. A dangerous place to be. This is the place where you could make things happen. Leave your body. Open doors to different levels of consciousness. There were definitely places she didn't want to go. Her own mind, she knew, was such a dark place…she wasn't sure if she'd find a way to come back again.
But there was one place she could go before she had to rise and get ready for classes, into dreams.
They only had two more nights' of vacation, and Ginny wasn't very happy to be returning to Hogwarts. It would mean Draco has to have nightmares again, regular school schedules, and even more of a chance for them to get caught together.
Stumbling a bit on the path Ginny tried to keep her mind in the present and not on the future. It was some time between morning and midnight, she wasn't sure exactly, and only the light of the new moon shone on the path she was walking.
Virginia was looking for a port key that would carry her to this meeting place that Lucius had beforehand arranged. She just didn't know what it was, though he said she'd know when she saw it. His behavior lately had been very…curious. Surely he was in to good a mood to know about her not collecting. In fact she 'accidentally' left her crystal in her room tonight so she wouldn't have to explain things.
A little while longer and she came to a stop, something had caught her eye. A shimmer. A glowing. Ginny walked toward the trunk of a large tree. In a small protruding branch hung a gold bracelet. It was beautiful, delicate…perfect. Though as she reached out to grab it and felt her body jerk forward Ginny wondered, 'Why is he giving me another gift? He hasn't done anything to me…'
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She surveyed the room once more. It was a spacious apartment, some where she had never been before. With vaulted ceilings, cherry wood furniture and plush carpets she was impressed. Then again when did a Malfoy not take the time to impress.
Their meeting was almost over and she was surprised he hadn't touched her yet. Usually a small feel up would have taken place by now. But he hadn't even glanced at her body, only the bracelet.
"So tell me" Lucius began after a short pause, "How are you and my son."
"Fine, I'm not in need of a new crystal Lucius, and the collecting-"
"Not that, girl, I'm talking about something more…personal."
Ginny stopped as she heard what he said. She also looked down, setting her glass on the short table in front of them. Her heart beat sped up as she knew just what he was inquiring.
"What ever do you mean, sir?"
Lucius sighed, and setting down his own glass came to stand in front of her lightly bringing her to her feet. He looked Ginny in the eyed and said, "Sex, precious. Have you let him shag you yet?." His voice was very calm with a hint of amusement.
Virginia pulled back, "Why are we talking about this?" she asked irritably.
"A source of mine has given me a few hints that lead me to believe that you have."
There was no way she was going to call one of his informants a liar. She had to answer truthfuly but maybe he would let her go this once. "Yes…but I must get back Lucius…I have to leave." She did not like the look in his eyes…it was the look of greed, but also mixed with lust. A combination that never ended happily.
"No, I don't think you will." He placed a pale hand on Ginny's upper arm, and as she tried to pull away he tightened his grip.
"Lucius stop it immediately." She did not like this game any more. The way his touch was possessive…demanding. It was nothing like the trysts they'd shared before.
"I took a potion, he didn't know I'd done it with any one else before." She blurted out.
"Clever girl." He purred.
Ginny shrunk back scared now more than ever. She only wanted Draco that way…no one else, it was different now. Sure Lucius has made advances and touched her even when she was unwilling…but he would not rape a young girl…he was not that evil…
But as he struck her and shoved her to the ground Ginny doubted her own evaluation of this man.
"Stop it Lucius! I had to play your sons little innocent slut and I don't want to play yours now!"
She struggled, something she hadn't done against him in a long time, and he did not like this either. Once her clothes where on the floor her held her down. Just appraising her body. Sure, he'd touched her before, but some how it was different now, taking was so much better than getting it willingly…and to him she was stunning. Lucius had gotten around and ignored the fact that she was a Weasley and poor…how could he change that? So in his mind he might as well enjoy what resources there was available while he deliciously had them within his grasp…
He thrust two fingers into Gin and she cried out, she wasn't ready for him. And Lucius may be cruel…but he still felt something for the girl, he didn't want to tare her. She knew what he was going to do, and as she felt his fingers in her she struggled even more. She didn't want this, not from him any more. She moved again then cried out as slapped her.
"Quiet down girl." She did relax, what more could she do? And she thought if she moved again he would hit her harder. Virginia was not that fond of pain. Though as he took her most sensitive part between his teeth she did scream. Lucius liked to cause pain…he'd practically made it a hobby of his, so why was she surprised he'd want to enter such things in foreplay?
And as soon as he'd gotten what he wanted, and tasted more of her body he twisted her nipple slightly and said, "Beg for it."
"No." it was only a whimper, but still she refused.
He twisted harder and she cried out. "Beg for it Virginia, tell me you want it…tell me sweet one…" Lucius then bent down and bit her where the neck meets the shoulder leaving a mark. As she did not comply with his demand he bit her harder on the chest, continuing to other places and stayed to work the sore spots.
She didn't know how much of this she could take…it was bad enough he was using her like this. It wasn't until he sighed after getting no response to causing her pain in sensitive areas that he took off his belt. Flashbacks of Draco's nightmares came to her, images played unwillingly in her mind-of Lucius' belt slicing into the young boy's back, thighs, and ass. The blood flowed, and the boy's muffled screams could be heard through out the manor. He'd always start out with whipping him with the buckle then maybe going on to other things, belts with stones in them, or using his cane.
And so with this in mind she gave in, the sooner the better. Less marks and less time spent with him.
"Please…" She began, but her voice died off.
"Yes?"
Her voice was small, shaking, and almost a whisper. "Please...fuck me…"
"Beg for it sweetling, I want to hear you. Louder." A harsh slap convinced her she'd better say it louder.
She looked him in the eyes and used her best innocent voice she could muster at the moment. "/Please/? Lucius...Please? I'm begging you." Ginny knew from Draco's dreams and other encounters with him he liked control, the fact that he wants her to beg didn't really surprise her that much. As his hands moved again she added a moan for good measure. "Oh God Lucius."
That was all he needed as he unbuttoned his pants.
And later on, as he moved extremely rough above her body while she lay there trying to block out everything, she remembered the nights with Draco. Would he be like this when he was older? Not caring for his partner? Would he treat her like this? But what she feared most was he would not care for her. But still she had to remind her self…there was no future for them, there could never be.
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"What do you want?" She could tell he wasn't happy to see her.
"Oh...nothing. Just dropped in to say hello. Where are your manners?" Katia started to walk around the room, looking at things and running her nimble fingers over every ledge.
"Sorry, would you /please/ get the fuck out of my room then?" Draco had sat up on the bed as soon as she'd come in. His afternoon wasn't the most enjoyable as when he awoke Ginny had already left, and now Katia Zabini was in his private chambers.
The girl wasn't amused by his humor. "I had the most interesting talk with my brother a little bit ago. Don't you wish to know what it was about?" She turned to face him.
"No, not interested. Now leave."
She came near him and sat on the bed; he abruptly shot up and walked to the other side of the room. Draco only had boxers on so he searched for some more clothing to cover him self with. As if nothing had happened Katia continued, "Turns out my brother has a thing for your whore."
Draco's eyes flashed, "She is /not/-"
"Yes Draco, she is." Her voice was calm but sharp. "Why don't you just ask your father?" She took on an amused look at his shocked face.
"You think she doesn't have an ulterior motive for wanting in your bed? Think about it, boy. She's longed for your money all along. That necklace of hers was a gift from Lucius -what? Thought one of her brothers gave it to her?" She stood up from the bed and walked over to him. His face was more pale than usual. "He gave her gifts but she could never truly want him, or fully be his…so why not go for his son, better looking when you think about it and easier convinced to let himself be roped in. You're more likely to be gullible now aren't you?"
He'd never asked questions about her pitiful state of finances in her family, yet her wide collection of expensive jewelry and small gifts. It was never an issue to be on his mind. 'That jewelry could be from any where. Kat is just unbalanced…yes, she's just jealous. He'd have to warn Blaise about his little sisters far fetched plans. No way in hell would his Ginny even /think/ about having sex with Lucius. Her accusation was just ridiculous…'
"That's bullshit, Katia. I never thought you'd sink low enough to try and convince me my girlfriend goes out and shags my own father." Draco wasn't even sure how she knew about him and Ginny, and at this point he didn't care. All he had on his mind to do next though was the beginnings of an obliviate spell and hopefully she hadn't told any one else who he was dating.
Meanwhile Katia was scowling; she did not enjoy being called a liar. "I have /proof/ Malfoy."
Draco slipped on some jeans, and was reaching for a T-shirt (Wizard brand of course) when he heard her last statement, probably trying to convince him of some conspiracy involving his girlfriend and father…she was obviously a lunatic if she herself believed it. But he sighed and decided he would amuse her, just this once, and then talk to his father about how his future bride had, no doubt, gone nutters.
"Alright, show your 'proof', that is if you have any, then get the bloody hell out of my room."
Though he didn't like her reaction to his proposition. He'd expected her to throw a bit of a fit then get out…instead she held up to him an envelope. She held it out innocently swinging her feet over the bedside and looking up at him with doe eyes. "I'm not going to bite love." She waved the envelope a bit, "Go on, have a peek."
His blood ran cold for a second. But, wait, what was he afraid of? It was probably nothing, and to show her he knew she was a liar he called her bluff. Striding over the bed, shirt forgotten, he snatched the letter from her hand and took a step back or so to examine what was inside.
Pictures. Pictures and pages of typing.
Not very many, but then again those very few got their point across. Lewd, pornographic pictures of a man and a much younger girl. A blonde man and a red headed girl to be exact.
He skimmed the paperwork as well, no longer wanting to see the moving pictures, words from the page jumped out at him.
"….Virginia Ann Weasley….years old, born in Bristol, hobbies……Lucius Malfoy, active agent, sponsor to: Virginia Weasley, Blaise Zabini, Eric Montoga, Adam….Observation between Virginia Weasley and Lucius Malfoy…relationship of the sexual nature…for months now both have shown no…my conclusion is 54.6 regulation breech…" In the back of his head Draco decoded the numbers, 54.6 was a section of the conduct book, chapter 54, line 6. 'Inappropriate behavior with senior officers, and or sponsor'.
As Katia saw his reaction she knew her plan would work. She'd also have to remember to thank her darling brother for keeping a very close eye on this Virginia girl, either as an obsession or an assignment she wasn't sure, but him leaving his information lying about in a locked and spelled cabinet was no way to store things safely. It took all her will power not to giggle. She'd known about Ginny and Draco for a long while, she'd been there that night they just laid beneath the stars together and talked all night on the Quidditch Pitch. She wasn't close enough to hear what they were saying but she knew it was probably lively conversation, being so comfortable with eachother it must have been something they'd shared before…it was romantic, and their chemistry together was magnetic…that was why she had to destroy this bond between them. Because Draco was hers, and only hers. Following around the little bint had paid off, it was even shocking to see what she really did on her spare time…but perfect for her plan.
"What do you want….I…I don't kn-….why are you doing this?" His voice was shaking slightly.
"Why, I want you, silly." Katia was shorter than he was, but she stood and made her way towards him, her hands creeping along his belt. She placed small kisses along his neck and whispered, "Be with me, get back at her, she's betrayed you Draco…I would never hurt you in such a way…" Her small hands encircled him in his trousers and he groaned.
Her magic was already beginning to gnaw away at his self-control. Who says you need a wand to do a spell? Katia wasn't as 'lucky' as her brother to get infected by the werewolf gene, from her fathers side, at a young age…she had to find a way to get her parents attention, something that would make her stand out. Mind control worked best, for the attention, a sure way that she got more allowance than Blaise, never got blamed for anything, and of course to be the top of her class…sex was no different, though what boy would pass up a shag? Draco just needed some encouragement…
But as she unzipped his pants she found he was stronger than she thought, resisting what she had to offer.
"No." One word, it was all he could manage. It was like his brain was filled with fog, and he could only see certain things. Ginny. Lucius. Ginny and himself intertwined on his bed. Lucius raping him. Ginny smiling. Him and Blaise in the train compartment. Lucius. Lucius touching Ginny in ways he thought he was her first…
Draco was in a slight shock actually, it was like everything had fallen away. And then he didn't care any more. He let her lead him to the bed and push him down. He watched as she climbed on top of him, was patient as she undid more of his buttons while his hands had already taken off her top and were exploring her skin. He gasped as he entered her, and was filled with lust as she moved her body up and down for him.
He was willing to do this with her, wanting it now. After all it was meant to be, wasn't it? Virginia…who was Virginia to him now? No one. That name was gone now, and a comfortable numb spot had taken its place.
Her set pace wasn't fast enough for him, he was in the mood to be a bit forceful. After all, she did want this; she'd have to get used to it.
Draco rolled over so she was beneath him, and pinned her hands tightly. She smiled up at him, "I know how you want it, if I remember correctly. And it's fine, I love it rough."
One last thought came to him before he went back to enjoying this mindless sex; 'Maybe she wasn't as innocent and childlike as I first thought…'
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Something had happened, she wasn't sure what. After she'd come back from her meeting, she found Draco sprawled out on the bed, asleep. The room smelled of sex and sweat. It didn't take a genius to figure out what he'd been up to. Alright, so she hadn't been a saint, or even faithful to him…but this hurt more than imaginable. It wasn't as if she /wanted/ to do what she had done. And before with Lucius…she hadn't known she'd get so involved in her work.
But what was done, was done. And so she packed up what little things she did have in his dorm; a few articles of clothing, a pair of earrings, her shampoo and conditioner. It wasn't like she was moving in, she just left her belongings over often and it wasn't as if she was planning on getting up leaving him forever; like she was doing now.
Ginny wished he would just wake up and confront her. Make her angry…make her cry…but he did not. Draco's chest rose and fell softly, peacefully. Another girl had given him that, not her, so maybe he could live with out her by his side. Shaking her head, and saying 'stupid' repeatedly in her head, Virginia turned and left; closing the door with a soft click.
Everything was changed now.
She couldn't go back to either side.
She was nobody's.
And as she watched the rolling hills from the comfortably train compartment she thought about all the things she should have done differently, better. She should have done the things any normal person would have done: stayed away from Draco Malfoy, screamed and slapped Harry to hell when he first touched her, socialized…she hadn't done any of those things, and now look at her. Nothing was left, nothing worth salvaging.
Ginny's depression had hit a new low and not wanting any one to notice, because by this point she was to tired and feeling sick to put on a face for every one, she just closed her eyes and drifted. Her mind wandered through scenarios, happy ones, and sad ones. Then memories came to her and she couldn't help but remember only him…
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*some time in the past*
"What do you plan on doing when we finally get out of this bloody school?" He'd asked her once.
Thinking carefully she replied, "I don't know exactly. I've always wanted to move out and get my own flat...maybe move out of the country...like I said I don't know. What about you, Draco, what are you going to do?"
He replied instantly. "Wait for you."
Ginny smiled and snuggled closer, she loved answers like that.
"But between then and now I'll probably...I don't know, teach I guess. Yeah, teaching sounds like fun."
"Oh great, you can be Snapes potion assistant. Which I have no problem with as long as you promise to wash your hair every day."
With a smirk he countered with "Thank you, I'm glad to know you have such faith in my knowledge and practice of hygiene." His chuckle rumbled deep in his chest.
"shhhhh." Ginny wanted them to be quiet now, she was listening.
"Why?"
"Shhhh, I want to hear you." Scooting her head off of his shoulder to a more comfortable postiion coving part of his chest. She could hear his heart beat. Ginny ran her hand slowly over his chest and settled over a patch of flesh above his collar bone where she could feel the blood pumping through him. Her touch made him shiver.
"Your heart" she said finally "I wanted to hear it. It reminds me..."
When her voice faded he nudged her a bit. "Reminds you of what?"
'That you're real', she answered in her own mind. 'That maybe if I can feel and hear your heart beat you won't disapear from me.'
"Nothing." she answered, then kissed him
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She wanted to show him somthing she'd never shown any one else, "You have to keep quiet about this, alright? No one can know."
He nodded, "Who am I going to tell?"
She was rummaging in her trunk now, looking for something, occasionally throwing a piece of clothing over her shoulder. A few minutes later she pulled out a beautiful, black wooden carved box. The wood was to dark to see what picture decorated it, but to him it was still beautiful.
"Here, this is what I'm collecting." She opened the box and inside it was lined with red velvet. There were three things placed and centered in the box, with indentations as to where they should be set down in. On the far left there was a glass vile filled with silver liquid, in the middle sat Ginny's pendant. And to the right was a small book, not very thick and a bit smaller than his hand. It book looked aged and weathered as the title and author was rubbed away.
"Wha…? Is that what I think it is." He was pointing to the vial.
"Yes, unicorn's blood. I've two more hidden in my trunk, but this one is from a baby, it's unpolluted by any influence that way."
Draco was still staring at the vial, "You do know that you'll be curses for slaying a unicorn, something that is so pure? This might have been the stupidest thing you've ever done Weasely, you might as well roll over and die now."
Ginny snorted, "Right, like I'd be stupid enough to do such a thing. I asked them for it."
He gave her a questioning look.
"What I meant was, I asked them to give me some of their blood. I didn't kill them for it. That would be such a waste, only needing a few tables spoons and getting buckets full, honestly Malfoy you don't think…"
"Oh shut up." He scowled, "What about the book? What's that for."
"Oh this," she held it up, "Is for /me/. And only me, so there for /you/ don't get to read it." She smirked.
"That's not very fair is it? I could just take it from you, you know." He grinned slightly.
"Probably…but you'd regret doing so."
Some how he knew she wasn't joking, and the subject was dropped.
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"Ginny?"
Virginia was awoken out of her daze by a voice. The few precious memories she'd been replaying in her head slipped away and she had no choice now but to respond to the voice.
"What is it?" She yawned.
"Do you want to go to the head of the train with me? I'm going to get more snacks."
Lately Harry had been a bit more respectful of her boundaries, not just automatically think he's entitled to a feel. All during the trip he practically left her alone. She thought he'd found some one new to dote on, and he had, but he missed her.
"Sure. We won't be gone long you two, try to stay out of trouble." Hermione smiled, and Ron snorted in response then went back to reading a book on Quidditch. Harry helped her stand and they left the compartment.
"I lied you know." Harry said out of the blue as they made their way down the narrow hall.
"Huh?" she looked over to him for an explanation, and stopped walking. "What do you mean you lied, about what?"
"I…I just, Gin, I know I haven't treated you the best that you deserve in the past. I went through some stuff, but still that is no excuse at all…and I'm sorry. Alright?"
"Um…ok. What is this all about?" They continued to walk but at a slower pace.
"I've been worried about you is all. You've been distant, not showing up for meals, not coming back to your dorm at night…"
"How would you bloody know?!"
"I tried to find you once, and you were no where, it was like you disappeared. I hadn't told Ron because I thought you were just looking for some space. But when you came back…it was like…your eyes were dead Gin, no one was home- kind of a feeling was what I got from you." There was a long pause.
He was right, and she knew it. She'd been walking about like a zombie after she'd returned her things to her room. What else could she do, go hopping about like a bloody rabbit with sickening cheer..?
"I'm…I'm fine Harry really…" Ginny let out a breath she didn't know she'd been holding.
"I know you're not. How can you just tell me you aren't?! I can bloody well see it. Is it…is it something I did?" This question had been eating away at him since it first entered his mind, but he had to ask, he had to know.
"No, it had nothing to do with you alright?"
Harry stopped suddenly and hugged her, just drew her to him and held her while stroking her hair. "Is there anything I can do then? Anything?"
She kissed him lightly on the cheek. "Everything will be ok soon, I promise. And, no, there isn't anything you can do…there isn't really anything any one can do for me right now. But don't worry."
They continued walking in comfortable silence and when the compartment for the witch with a snack cart came up Ginny offered to stay outside and wait for him, it looked to be quite crowded.
She didn't see /him/ until it was too late, and then there was no avoiding it. Maybe it wouldn't have bothered her so much if he was alone…but he wasn't.
"Look what we have here boys…a lost little girl."
p.s. this isn't proof read, and I haven't even read it all the way through…I just needed it posted and out of the way. And, I found a clever way to make Ginny into "Uber Slut Gin" with out having to go back and rewrite another chapter...kind of cool, huh? Please review so I know it was worth my while ^_^
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Thank you: M a e l s t r o m, Luinthoron, mixed, Jade, Britt, Shade 1, Alyssium, Ashleyconnor, raquel99, and Bruja-de-Draco.
Madussa: congratulations! Sounds like you had fun. Katia, Blaises sister, you will see shortly, in fact, rather shortly. And I like your plot idea, except…I love Blaise to much to make him a 'true' bad guy. Lol.
SnapeJuice: *bows* any compliment/comment from you means a lot to me. I love your work. You've influenced me in parts of this story, and in my other writings like "I Will Rise" and "Gratitude". Thanks!
I'm trying to cut down on authors notes, like I have been for the last year…but now I'm really trying…so I won't be chatting with every one endlessly because I'm not sure y'all want to wade through this, lol. As for the other reviewers thank you VERY much, I live off of reviews…really I do….
She'd seen those symbols before…some where far away, if that made any sense. Like a dream. Yes, dreams. That seemed to be the problem these days, how this entire mess started. And it seemed some one else was trying to sabotage her plan in this. But who? Who else would know those symbols, those symbols that came from her very own dreams? Or now that she thought of it…were they /really/ her dreams?
Draco told her of what he dreamt, then of the book he found. How did he know the real story of what had happened? Who else was looking up that information? Who had the power to send him these 'warnings' against her? As they were obviously against her- though Draco was not thick in the head, he hadn't caught on to everything…yet.
Questions, questions, questions. Ginny was tired of these endless queries. But no matter how much she thought on it she couldn't get around them, and just as she laid one to rest- not necessarily answered- another came to her.
What should she have said to him? What story could she have made to reassure him she wasn't plotting something, lying to him…betraying him. It was easy really, to deny she had anything to do with what ever was going on, a plot threatening to break through to the surface. And also to say she had no idea about that book he'd found, such was true. But after their slightly heated discussion they had made love, so everything once again was swept away from his mind. That part was also easy. Now all she had to do was figure out all of this on her own. Not even Blaise, now, could be trusted. In fact, Blaise was a very good guess, and high on her list of 'suspects'.
Those symbols, were symbols of power, but an evil power, that's what had frightened her so. She felt like it tried to latch onto her outstretched arm and if it of gotten hold of her it never would have let go. Ginny could never quite describe it entirely, not even to herself, or make up her mind about how it felt and what had happened. Of course it was all on a 'psychic level', as she liked to call it. One of the worst things she'd gotten from the whole collector thing was a heightened awareness of everything around her, not necessarily mundane either.
Ginny sighed and leaned back against the headboard, rubbing her temples. It was late at night and being with Draco earlier had tired her. She was not as lucky as him to be so energetic. But really she was just weary of playing games. Plotting games. Devious games…. Killing games.
Though her mind drifted back to the book Draco told her about. She wanted to see it, desperately. Maybe she could sense something from it, or pick up on something familiar. What really had surprised her though is that the story he'd told was correct. What kind of a book could have held that kind of information and her not know about it?
Draco rolled over a bit, wanting to be closer to her. Ginny sunk down into the bed so she now was lying beside him. And like always his arms curled around her. This made her feel safe, and she knew it did the same for him. But still she could not sleep. What he'd told her kept running through her head.
So she had told a few more lies in the past. So what. Lies never truly hurt any one, unless they found out. And he just would /not/ find out. Ginny had to make certain of that.
'The original story…I haven't thought of it in so long…so very long.' And it was true. She'd almost started believing her own lies. Her mind drifted off to some where in between wake and sleep. A dangerous place to be. This is the place where you could make things happen. Leave your body. Open doors to different levels of consciousness. There were definitely places she didn't want to go. Her own mind, she knew, was such a dark place…she wasn't sure if she'd find a way to come back again.
But there was one place she could go before she had to rise and get ready for classes, into dreams.
They only had two more nights' of vacation, and Ginny wasn't very happy to be returning to Hogwarts. It would mean Draco has to have nightmares again, regular school schedules, and even more of a chance for them to get caught together.
Stumbling a bit on the path Ginny tried to keep her mind in the present and not on the future. It was some time between morning and midnight, she wasn't sure exactly, and only the light of the new moon shone on the path she was walking.
Virginia was looking for a port key that would carry her to this meeting place that Lucius had beforehand arranged. She just didn't know what it was, though he said she'd know when she saw it. His behavior lately had been very…curious. Surely he was in to good a mood to know about her not collecting. In fact she 'accidentally' left her crystal in her room tonight so she wouldn't have to explain things.
A little while longer and she came to a stop, something had caught her eye. A shimmer. A glowing. Ginny walked toward the trunk of a large tree. In a small protruding branch hung a gold bracelet. It was beautiful, delicate…perfect. Though as she reached out to grab it and felt her body jerk forward Ginny wondered, 'Why is he giving me another gift? He hasn't done anything to me…'
~~~Later That Night~~~
She surveyed the room once more. It was a spacious apartment, some where she had never been before. With vaulted ceilings, cherry wood furniture and plush carpets she was impressed. Then again when did a Malfoy not take the time to impress.
Their meeting was almost over and she was surprised he hadn't touched her yet. Usually a small feel up would have taken place by now. But he hadn't even glanced at her body, only the bracelet.
"So tell me" Lucius began after a short pause, "How are you and my son."
"Fine, I'm not in need of a new crystal Lucius, and the collecting-"
"Not that, girl, I'm talking about something more…personal."
Ginny stopped as she heard what he said. She also looked down, setting her glass on the short table in front of them. Her heart beat sped up as she knew just what he was inquiring.
"What ever do you mean, sir?"
Lucius sighed, and setting down his own glass came to stand in front of her lightly bringing her to her feet. He looked Ginny in the eyed and said, "Sex, precious. Have you let him shag you yet?." His voice was very calm with a hint of amusement.
Virginia pulled back, "Why are we talking about this?" she asked irritably.
"A source of mine has given me a few hints that lead me to believe that you have."
There was no way she was going to call one of his informants a liar. She had to answer truthfuly but maybe he would let her go this once. "Yes…but I must get back Lucius…I have to leave." She did not like the look in his eyes…it was the look of greed, but also mixed with lust. A combination that never ended happily.
"No, I don't think you will." He placed a pale hand on Ginny's upper arm, and as she tried to pull away he tightened his grip.
"Lucius stop it immediately." She did not like this game any more. The way his touch was possessive…demanding. It was nothing like the trysts they'd shared before.
"I took a potion, he didn't know I'd done it with any one else before." She blurted out.
"Clever girl." He purred.
Ginny shrunk back scared now more than ever. She only wanted Draco that way…no one else, it was different now. Sure Lucius has made advances and touched her even when she was unwilling…but he would not rape a young girl…he was not that evil…
But as he struck her and shoved her to the ground Ginny doubted her own evaluation of this man.
"Stop it Lucius! I had to play your sons little innocent slut and I don't want to play yours now!"
She struggled, something she hadn't done against him in a long time, and he did not like this either. Once her clothes where on the floor her held her down. Just appraising her body. Sure, he'd touched her before, but some how it was different now, taking was so much better than getting it willingly…and to him she was stunning. Lucius had gotten around and ignored the fact that she was a Weasley and poor…how could he change that? So in his mind he might as well enjoy what resources there was available while he deliciously had them within his grasp…
He thrust two fingers into Gin and she cried out, she wasn't ready for him. And Lucius may be cruel…but he still felt something for the girl, he didn't want to tare her. She knew what he was going to do, and as she felt his fingers in her she struggled even more. She didn't want this, not from him any more. She moved again then cried out as slapped her.
"Quiet down girl." She did relax, what more could she do? And she thought if she moved again he would hit her harder. Virginia was not that fond of pain. Though as he took her most sensitive part between his teeth she did scream. Lucius liked to cause pain…he'd practically made it a hobby of his, so why was she surprised he'd want to enter such things in foreplay?
And as soon as he'd gotten what he wanted, and tasted more of her body he twisted her nipple slightly and said, "Beg for it."
"No." it was only a whimper, but still she refused.
He twisted harder and she cried out. "Beg for it Virginia, tell me you want it…tell me sweet one…" Lucius then bent down and bit her where the neck meets the shoulder leaving a mark. As she did not comply with his demand he bit her harder on the chest, continuing to other places and stayed to work the sore spots.
She didn't know how much of this she could take…it was bad enough he was using her like this. It wasn't until he sighed after getting no response to causing her pain in sensitive areas that he took off his belt. Flashbacks of Draco's nightmares came to her, images played unwillingly in her mind-of Lucius' belt slicing into the young boy's back, thighs, and ass. The blood flowed, and the boy's muffled screams could be heard through out the manor. He'd always start out with whipping him with the buckle then maybe going on to other things, belts with stones in them, or using his cane.
And so with this in mind she gave in, the sooner the better. Less marks and less time spent with him.
"Please…" She began, but her voice died off.
"Yes?"
Her voice was small, shaking, and almost a whisper. "Please...fuck me…"
"Beg for it sweetling, I want to hear you. Louder." A harsh slap convinced her she'd better say it louder.
She looked him in the eyes and used her best innocent voice she could muster at the moment. "/Please/? Lucius...Please? I'm begging you." Ginny knew from Draco's dreams and other encounters with him he liked control, the fact that he wants her to beg didn't really surprise her that much. As his hands moved again she added a moan for good measure. "Oh God Lucius."
That was all he needed as he unbuttoned his pants.
And later on, as he moved extremely rough above her body while she lay there trying to block out everything, she remembered the nights with Draco. Would he be like this when he was older? Not caring for his partner? Would he treat her like this? But what she feared most was he would not care for her. But still she had to remind her self…there was no future for them, there could never be.
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"What do you want?" She could tell he wasn't happy to see her.
"Oh...nothing. Just dropped in to say hello. Where are your manners?" Katia started to walk around the room, looking at things and running her nimble fingers over every ledge.
"Sorry, would you /please/ get the fuck out of my room then?" Draco had sat up on the bed as soon as she'd come in. His afternoon wasn't the most enjoyable as when he awoke Ginny had already left, and now Katia Zabini was in his private chambers.
The girl wasn't amused by his humor. "I had the most interesting talk with my brother a little bit ago. Don't you wish to know what it was about?" She turned to face him.
"No, not interested. Now leave."
She came near him and sat on the bed; he abruptly shot up and walked to the other side of the room. Draco only had boxers on so he searched for some more clothing to cover him self with. As if nothing had happened Katia continued, "Turns out my brother has a thing for your whore."
Draco's eyes flashed, "She is /not/-"
"Yes Draco, she is." Her voice was calm but sharp. "Why don't you just ask your father?" She took on an amused look at his shocked face.
"You think she doesn't have an ulterior motive for wanting in your bed? Think about it, boy. She's longed for your money all along. That necklace of hers was a gift from Lucius -what? Thought one of her brothers gave it to her?" She stood up from the bed and walked over to him. His face was more pale than usual. "He gave her gifts but she could never truly want him, or fully be his…so why not go for his son, better looking when you think about it and easier convinced to let himself be roped in. You're more likely to be gullible now aren't you?"
He'd never asked questions about her pitiful state of finances in her family, yet her wide collection of expensive jewelry and small gifts. It was never an issue to be on his mind. 'That jewelry could be from any where. Kat is just unbalanced…yes, she's just jealous. He'd have to warn Blaise about his little sisters far fetched plans. No way in hell would his Ginny even /think/ about having sex with Lucius. Her accusation was just ridiculous…'
"That's bullshit, Katia. I never thought you'd sink low enough to try and convince me my girlfriend goes out and shags my own father." Draco wasn't even sure how she knew about him and Ginny, and at this point he didn't care. All he had on his mind to do next though was the beginnings of an obliviate spell and hopefully she hadn't told any one else who he was dating.
Meanwhile Katia was scowling; she did not enjoy being called a liar. "I have /proof/ Malfoy."
Draco slipped on some jeans, and was reaching for a T-shirt (Wizard brand of course) when he heard her last statement, probably trying to convince him of some conspiracy involving his girlfriend and father…she was obviously a lunatic if she herself believed it. But he sighed and decided he would amuse her, just this once, and then talk to his father about how his future bride had, no doubt, gone nutters.
"Alright, show your 'proof', that is if you have any, then get the bloody hell out of my room."
Though he didn't like her reaction to his proposition. He'd expected her to throw a bit of a fit then get out…instead she held up to him an envelope. She held it out innocently swinging her feet over the bedside and looking up at him with doe eyes. "I'm not going to bite love." She waved the envelope a bit, "Go on, have a peek."
His blood ran cold for a second. But, wait, what was he afraid of? It was probably nothing, and to show her he knew she was a liar he called her bluff. Striding over the bed, shirt forgotten, he snatched the letter from her hand and took a step back or so to examine what was inside.
Pictures. Pictures and pages of typing.
Not very many, but then again those very few got their point across. Lewd, pornographic pictures of a man and a much younger girl. A blonde man and a red headed girl to be exact.
He skimmed the paperwork as well, no longer wanting to see the moving pictures, words from the page jumped out at him.
"….Virginia Ann Weasley….years old, born in Bristol, hobbies……Lucius Malfoy, active agent, sponsor to: Virginia Weasley, Blaise Zabini, Eric Montoga, Adam….Observation between Virginia Weasley and Lucius Malfoy…relationship of the sexual nature…for months now both have shown no…my conclusion is 54.6 regulation breech…" In the back of his head Draco decoded the numbers, 54.6 was a section of the conduct book, chapter 54, line 6. 'Inappropriate behavior with senior officers, and or sponsor'.
As Katia saw his reaction she knew her plan would work. She'd also have to remember to thank her darling brother for keeping a very close eye on this Virginia girl, either as an obsession or an assignment she wasn't sure, but him leaving his information lying about in a locked and spelled cabinet was no way to store things safely. It took all her will power not to giggle. She'd known about Ginny and Draco for a long while, she'd been there that night they just laid beneath the stars together and talked all night on the Quidditch Pitch. She wasn't close enough to hear what they were saying but she knew it was probably lively conversation, being so comfortable with eachother it must have been something they'd shared before…it was romantic, and their chemistry together was magnetic…that was why she had to destroy this bond between them. Because Draco was hers, and only hers. Following around the little bint had paid off, it was even shocking to see what she really did on her spare time…but perfect for her plan.
"What do you want….I…I don't kn-….why are you doing this?" His voice was shaking slightly.
"Why, I want you, silly." Katia was shorter than he was, but she stood and made her way towards him, her hands creeping along his belt. She placed small kisses along his neck and whispered, "Be with me, get back at her, she's betrayed you Draco…I would never hurt you in such a way…" Her small hands encircled him in his trousers and he groaned.
Her magic was already beginning to gnaw away at his self-control. Who says you need a wand to do a spell? Katia wasn't as 'lucky' as her brother to get infected by the werewolf gene, from her fathers side, at a young age…she had to find a way to get her parents attention, something that would make her stand out. Mind control worked best, for the attention, a sure way that she got more allowance than Blaise, never got blamed for anything, and of course to be the top of her class…sex was no different, though what boy would pass up a shag? Draco just needed some encouragement…
But as she unzipped his pants she found he was stronger than she thought, resisting what she had to offer.
"No." One word, it was all he could manage. It was like his brain was filled with fog, and he could only see certain things. Ginny. Lucius. Ginny and himself intertwined on his bed. Lucius raping him. Ginny smiling. Him and Blaise in the train compartment. Lucius. Lucius touching Ginny in ways he thought he was her first…
Draco was in a slight shock actually, it was like everything had fallen away. And then he didn't care any more. He let her lead him to the bed and push him down. He watched as she climbed on top of him, was patient as she undid more of his buttons while his hands had already taken off her top and were exploring her skin. He gasped as he entered her, and was filled with lust as she moved her body up and down for him.
He was willing to do this with her, wanting it now. After all it was meant to be, wasn't it? Virginia…who was Virginia to him now? No one. That name was gone now, and a comfortable numb spot had taken its place.
Her set pace wasn't fast enough for him, he was in the mood to be a bit forceful. After all, she did want this; she'd have to get used to it.
Draco rolled over so she was beneath him, and pinned her hands tightly. She smiled up at him, "I know how you want it, if I remember correctly. And it's fine, I love it rough."
One last thought came to him before he went back to enjoying this mindless sex; 'Maybe she wasn't as innocent and childlike as I first thought…'
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Something had happened, she wasn't sure what. After she'd come back from her meeting, she found Draco sprawled out on the bed, asleep. The room smelled of sex and sweat. It didn't take a genius to figure out what he'd been up to. Alright, so she hadn't been a saint, or even faithful to him…but this hurt more than imaginable. It wasn't as if she /wanted/ to do what she had done. And before with Lucius…she hadn't known she'd get so involved in her work.
But what was done, was done. And so she packed up what little things she did have in his dorm; a few articles of clothing, a pair of earrings, her shampoo and conditioner. It wasn't like she was moving in, she just left her belongings over often and it wasn't as if she was planning on getting up leaving him forever; like she was doing now.
Ginny wished he would just wake up and confront her. Make her angry…make her cry…but he did not. Draco's chest rose and fell softly, peacefully. Another girl had given him that, not her, so maybe he could live with out her by his side. Shaking her head, and saying 'stupid' repeatedly in her head, Virginia turned and left; closing the door with a soft click.
Everything was changed now.
She couldn't go back to either side.
She was nobody's.
And as she watched the rolling hills from the comfortably train compartment she thought about all the things she should have done differently, better. She should have done the things any normal person would have done: stayed away from Draco Malfoy, screamed and slapped Harry to hell when he first touched her, socialized…she hadn't done any of those things, and now look at her. Nothing was left, nothing worth salvaging.
Ginny's depression had hit a new low and not wanting any one to notice, because by this point she was to tired and feeling sick to put on a face for every one, she just closed her eyes and drifted. Her mind wandered through scenarios, happy ones, and sad ones. Then memories came to her and she couldn't help but remember only him…
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*some time in the past*
"What do you plan on doing when we finally get out of this bloody school?" He'd asked her once.
Thinking carefully she replied, "I don't know exactly. I've always wanted to move out and get my own flat...maybe move out of the country...like I said I don't know. What about you, Draco, what are you going to do?"
He replied instantly. "Wait for you."
Ginny smiled and snuggled closer, she loved answers like that.
"But between then and now I'll probably...I don't know, teach I guess. Yeah, teaching sounds like fun."
"Oh great, you can be Snapes potion assistant. Which I have no problem with as long as you promise to wash your hair every day."
With a smirk he countered with "Thank you, I'm glad to know you have such faith in my knowledge and practice of hygiene." His chuckle rumbled deep in his chest.
"shhhhh." Ginny wanted them to be quiet now, she was listening.
"Why?"
"Shhhh, I want to hear you." Scooting her head off of his shoulder to a more comfortable postiion coving part of his chest. She could hear his heart beat. Ginny ran her hand slowly over his chest and settled over a patch of flesh above his collar bone where she could feel the blood pumping through him. Her touch made him shiver.
"Your heart" she said finally "I wanted to hear it. It reminds me..."
When her voice faded he nudged her a bit. "Reminds you of what?"
'That you're real', she answered in her own mind. 'That maybe if I can feel and hear your heart beat you won't disapear from me.'
"Nothing." she answered, then kissed him
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She wanted to show him somthing she'd never shown any one else, "You have to keep quiet about this, alright? No one can know."
He nodded, "Who am I going to tell?"
She was rummaging in her trunk now, looking for something, occasionally throwing a piece of clothing over her shoulder. A few minutes later she pulled out a beautiful, black wooden carved box. The wood was to dark to see what picture decorated it, but to him it was still beautiful.
"Here, this is what I'm collecting." She opened the box and inside it was lined with red velvet. There were three things placed and centered in the box, with indentations as to where they should be set down in. On the far left there was a glass vile filled with silver liquid, in the middle sat Ginny's pendant. And to the right was a small book, not very thick and a bit smaller than his hand. It book looked aged and weathered as the title and author was rubbed away.
"Wha…? Is that what I think it is." He was pointing to the vial.
"Yes, unicorn's blood. I've two more hidden in my trunk, but this one is from a baby, it's unpolluted by any influence that way."
Draco was still staring at the vial, "You do know that you'll be curses for slaying a unicorn, something that is so pure? This might have been the stupidest thing you've ever done Weasely, you might as well roll over and die now."
Ginny snorted, "Right, like I'd be stupid enough to do such a thing. I asked them for it."
He gave her a questioning look.
"What I meant was, I asked them to give me some of their blood. I didn't kill them for it. That would be such a waste, only needing a few tables spoons and getting buckets full, honestly Malfoy you don't think…"
"Oh shut up." He scowled, "What about the book? What's that for."
"Oh this," she held it up, "Is for /me/. And only me, so there for /you/ don't get to read it." She smirked.
"That's not very fair is it? I could just take it from you, you know." He grinned slightly.
"Probably…but you'd regret doing so."
Some how he knew she wasn't joking, and the subject was dropped.
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"Ginny?"
Virginia was awoken out of her daze by a voice. The few precious memories she'd been replaying in her head slipped away and she had no choice now but to respond to the voice.
"What is it?" She yawned.
"Do you want to go to the head of the train with me? I'm going to get more snacks."
Lately Harry had been a bit more respectful of her boundaries, not just automatically think he's entitled to a feel. All during the trip he practically left her alone. She thought he'd found some one new to dote on, and he had, but he missed her.
"Sure. We won't be gone long you two, try to stay out of trouble." Hermione smiled, and Ron snorted in response then went back to reading a book on Quidditch. Harry helped her stand and they left the compartment.
"I lied you know." Harry said out of the blue as they made their way down the narrow hall.
"Huh?" she looked over to him for an explanation, and stopped walking. "What do you mean you lied, about what?"
"I…I just, Gin, I know I haven't treated you the best that you deserve in the past. I went through some stuff, but still that is no excuse at all…and I'm sorry. Alright?"
"Um…ok. What is this all about?" They continued to walk but at a slower pace.
"I've been worried about you is all. You've been distant, not showing up for meals, not coming back to your dorm at night…"
"How would you bloody know?!"
"I tried to find you once, and you were no where, it was like you disappeared. I hadn't told Ron because I thought you were just looking for some space. But when you came back…it was like…your eyes were dead Gin, no one was home- kind of a feeling was what I got from you." There was a long pause.
He was right, and she knew it. She'd been walking about like a zombie after she'd returned her things to her room. What else could she do, go hopping about like a bloody rabbit with sickening cheer..?
"I'm…I'm fine Harry really…" Ginny let out a breath she didn't know she'd been holding.
"I know you're not. How can you just tell me you aren't?! I can bloody well see it. Is it…is it something I did?" This question had been eating away at him since it first entered his mind, but he had to ask, he had to know.
"No, it had nothing to do with you alright?"
Harry stopped suddenly and hugged her, just drew her to him and held her while stroking her hair. "Is there anything I can do then? Anything?"
She kissed him lightly on the cheek. "Everything will be ok soon, I promise. And, no, there isn't anything you can do…there isn't really anything any one can do for me right now. But don't worry."
They continued walking in comfortable silence and when the compartment for the witch with a snack cart came up Ginny offered to stay outside and wait for him, it looked to be quite crowded.
She didn't see /him/ until it was too late, and then there was no avoiding it. Maybe it wouldn't have bothered her so much if he was alone…but he wasn't.
"Look what we have here boys…a lost little girl."
p.s. this isn't proof read, and I haven't even read it all the way through…I just needed it posted and out of the way. And, I found a clever way to make Ginny into "Uber Slut Gin" with out having to go back and rewrite another chapter...kind of cool, huh? Please review so I know it was worth my while ^_^
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