Messaging My Love Chap. 28

Ginny:

She rolled over in bed thinking she was at school and safe. Blinking she covered her eyes annoyed by the sunlight. She yawned and streched. She felt a breeze on her lower hip and shivered. Opening her eyes she stared up into dark gray ones, "good morning, Ms. Weasley," Malfoy said; smirking.

She gasped and he grabbed her wrist, "isn't this nice to see you?"

She tried pulling free but he only pulled her closer to him, "you are something my master wants." He dragged her out of bed. Her legs getting scarped. Blood poured out of them and she let sucked in a breath. She tried screaming but her voice wasn't working.

When he tossed her into a room. Red eyes stared at her and she swallowed. Then the lights came on and something in her throat felt gone, "Tom?"

Draco:

"We have to figure out some way to get her back," Draco said walking back and forth.

"Why do you care?" Potter said to him.

"I don't think that any of your business, Potter."

"I think it is," Potter said, "she's my bestfriend!"

"Mr. Potter." Dumbledore said, "please calm down."

"Godamnit, Professor, I don't want another person dying because you won't tell me anything!" Potter said glaring at Dumbledore.

Ginny:

"Hello, Virginia."

She glared at him, "what do you want?"

He smirked, "You as my fighter."

She laughed, "I'd never do anything like that for you!"

"Ah, but I beg to differ," Tom/Voldermort said, "with just a few kisses you'll be all mine."

"Ack," Ginny said, "please say I don't have to kiss you."

He laughed, "I'm flattered, Virginia, but honest to tell you I have other people who can do that."

"Like who?"

"Them," He said as the light flicked on. She looked over and met a smirking Blaise Zabini and a blank Winter Moon. "To bad Mr. Malfoy was to busy trying to saving you from my good friend Moon, he could've joined."

Ginny shifted and glanced around...no escape.

Harry:

"I want to know why!" Harry said staying his ground.

"Godamnit, Potter! I told you we have no time!" Malfoy said; still pacing.

"Tell me first."

Malfoy glared at him and groaned, "you're a bloody headache," Harry heard him mumbled. "Fine! I lost my mother and my baby sister to You-know-who! I'm not losing another person, OK?"

He stared at him... "you had a sister?"

Malfoy clenched his teeth, "yes-"

"How'd she die?"

Malfoy face was starting to get red with anger, "I don't," he looked at the headmaster and sighed before falling into the armchair, "My father said I was getting to soft," Malfoy said staring into the fire, "he consulted with his 'master.' You-know-who said for me to kill her. Either that or my mother dies along with her too..."

"I killed her," Malfoy said closing his eyes, "I thought it might be easy on me. But it wasn't. When I killed her but my father expected me to do more. He told me to punish my mother for being an awful parent. Hurt her because she was wrong!" Malfoy hit the chair with a fist. "I shouldn't have let him get to me. But I wanted praise like he gave me when I killed her...my fucking sister! She didn't even have a name!"

Shocked, Harry watched him Mafoy buried his head into his hand before looking up at him, "happy now?"