Summary: Draco Malfoy stands trial before the Ministry for his crimes as a
Death Eater. His only vote of confidence is a letter from Albus Dumbledore,
who died during the Final Battle. The current headmistress, Ginny Weasley
mistrusts her new Defense Against the Dark Arts teacher, but Dumbledore
must have known something.
Disclaimer: My name is not J.K. Rowling, I do not own Harry Potter, and am not either Warner Brother.
Crimes Against The Heart
Chapter 3
"I have nothing to offer but blood, toil, tears, and sweat." -Winston Churchill-
Ginny would probably never understand Malfoy. He was so cold and cocksure. He was poised at all times, except for now, he looked distinctly ruffled. He had been so curious about Brangaine, that it had startled her. Her eyes did bear a striking resemblance to Draco's and perhaps the cheekbones were similar, but the flaming red hair was not a Malfoy trait. Of course, she knew the Malfoys were originally from France. Obscure family relations among purebloods were important. Trying to discover if her parents were pureblood, she thought scornfully.
She remembered how Derrick had talked about his family and held it in the highest regard. His family name had been so important to him. She would give anything for him to be with her now. He had been so loving and loved everything about her. In so many ways she saw foils of Derrick in Draco. They were both Slytherins, played quidditch, and sons of Death Eaters. Draco was here at Hogwarts, but Derrick was not.
Ginny Weasley tried to decipher the emotion. Draco looked as though he had been hit upside the head with a sledge hammer and the wind had been knocked out of him. He tried to recover from the shock of the revelation, but it did little good. Draco was staring at the ring that adorned his left ring finger and twisted it with his right hand. Ginny noticed the peculiar gesture.
"Did you marry someone while you were absent from the public limelight?" she asked slightly teasingly. He realized his mistake and stopped touching the ring.
"No, we never got married." Draco's tone had made it clear the subject was closed and he never wanted to talk about it again. Ginny's curiosity drove her to ask more questions and before she could stop herself, she had asked.
"What happened?" she questioned, but immediately regretted it. Draco looked away.
"She got tired of waiting for me, she got tired of hiding our love. Hated the idea of marrying a Death Eater's son, she had never heard the rumors. She did not live in England. I think it was all too much for her to handle, it was too much for anyone to handle," he replied softly, yet his voice was bitter.
"I'm sorry. I did not know, I wouldn't have asked if I had known," Ginny said stumbling over her words.
"It doesn't bother me anymore," Draco said stubbornly.
"It should. Losing the love of my life bothered me," she admitted quietly, but Draco caught it.
"Harry Potter was never in love with you," he sneered, throwing her an ungrateful look. Ginny almost laughed.
"No, not Harry. Harry is more like what everyone else wanted for me. Derrick is what I wanted for myself, but not everything can work out, I suppose," she mused aloud.
"Did he die?" asked Draco quietly. Ginny paused a moment too long.
"Yes." The hesitation did not go unnoticed by Draco, but he decided he did not want to talk about love lost anymore. Elsie was his past, he had the larger problems facing him now. His estranged daughter, who did not know the truth and Ginny Weasley. Somehow, he had to leave Hogwarts, he did not want the sanctuary it provided. His original plan had been to escape but he could not leave Brangaine in the hands of Ginny Weasley. She was his daughter and she deserved the best.
Another part of him knew he had to leave, because he was starting to feel a connection to Ginny. She was a danger, an enemy. Draco may not have been a Death Eater, but he was not willing to accept mudbloods as equals, he just believed Voldemort had not been the right wizard to purify the race. Furthermore, he would not let his daughter associate with those below her class. She would be treated like a princess, and revered among high society. Not all pureblooded wizards had been killed by the war and the Malfoys still sat atop the social strata. There were arrangements he would need to make for his daughter to be accepted back into the fold, without a mother. Draco had intended to marry Elsie, and had never loved anyone after she had left him. He might have to now. He did not know how to raise a little girl, perhaps one of his friends from school would, but none of them would talk to him. He had forgotten he was a traitor. He forgot he was an outcast in that circle. There were other circles he could belong to, but he wanted to hold court. He did not want his daughter to pay for his mistakes. Draco decided not to tell anyone, until he had the power to ensure her transfer to him would be seamless.
"I suppose, I should find my rooms," Draco said after a few moments.
"It's behind the statue of the centaur on the second floor, the password is 'pixie dust'," Ginny replied waving him out of her office. "Dinner is in the Great Hall tonight, tomorrow the students arrive, then its show time." He slipped out of the door and left Ginny to her thoughts once again.
Her thoughts were always plagued by the burdens of the war. They always were. She had lost and given too much to the war. The price had been too high to protect muggles and now she felt bitter towards them, she tried not to. Ginny had lost her mother and brother, she had lost her family. Although several members were still alive they were not the family she loved. Ginny had done what she needed to do to salvage her life. She changed the story to make the war seem less horrible, after all now she had Hogwarts to belong to. But now, Ginny had lied to another person. She lied about Derrick to another soul. Ginny could not admit what happened to anyone, least of all a Malfoy who would sneer at her and insult her. He couldn't have loved anyone the way she had loved Derrick, without realizing it she began to cry again. As sobs racked her body, she did not hear the door open. Brangaine looked upon her guardian and did not understand what was wrong, but knew she had to help her.
A/N: Okay, I am so sorry Draco was supposed to not find out, but instead Ginny is the clueless one. This will work out better later in the story, I hope. Would you rather me continue this or not? I really am getting some bad feedback, so I could use a good review. Love, KTBallerina.
Disclaimer: My name is not J.K. Rowling, I do not own Harry Potter, and am not either Warner Brother.
Crimes Against The Heart
Chapter 3
"I have nothing to offer but blood, toil, tears, and sweat." -Winston Churchill-
Ginny would probably never understand Malfoy. He was so cold and cocksure. He was poised at all times, except for now, he looked distinctly ruffled. He had been so curious about Brangaine, that it had startled her. Her eyes did bear a striking resemblance to Draco's and perhaps the cheekbones were similar, but the flaming red hair was not a Malfoy trait. Of course, she knew the Malfoys were originally from France. Obscure family relations among purebloods were important. Trying to discover if her parents were pureblood, she thought scornfully.
She remembered how Derrick had talked about his family and held it in the highest regard. His family name had been so important to him. She would give anything for him to be with her now. He had been so loving and loved everything about her. In so many ways she saw foils of Derrick in Draco. They were both Slytherins, played quidditch, and sons of Death Eaters. Draco was here at Hogwarts, but Derrick was not.
Ginny Weasley tried to decipher the emotion. Draco looked as though he had been hit upside the head with a sledge hammer and the wind had been knocked out of him. He tried to recover from the shock of the revelation, but it did little good. Draco was staring at the ring that adorned his left ring finger and twisted it with his right hand. Ginny noticed the peculiar gesture.
"Did you marry someone while you were absent from the public limelight?" she asked slightly teasingly. He realized his mistake and stopped touching the ring.
"No, we never got married." Draco's tone had made it clear the subject was closed and he never wanted to talk about it again. Ginny's curiosity drove her to ask more questions and before she could stop herself, she had asked.
"What happened?" she questioned, but immediately regretted it. Draco looked away.
"She got tired of waiting for me, she got tired of hiding our love. Hated the idea of marrying a Death Eater's son, she had never heard the rumors. She did not live in England. I think it was all too much for her to handle, it was too much for anyone to handle," he replied softly, yet his voice was bitter.
"I'm sorry. I did not know, I wouldn't have asked if I had known," Ginny said stumbling over her words.
"It doesn't bother me anymore," Draco said stubbornly.
"It should. Losing the love of my life bothered me," she admitted quietly, but Draco caught it.
"Harry Potter was never in love with you," he sneered, throwing her an ungrateful look. Ginny almost laughed.
"No, not Harry. Harry is more like what everyone else wanted for me. Derrick is what I wanted for myself, but not everything can work out, I suppose," she mused aloud.
"Did he die?" asked Draco quietly. Ginny paused a moment too long.
"Yes." The hesitation did not go unnoticed by Draco, but he decided he did not want to talk about love lost anymore. Elsie was his past, he had the larger problems facing him now. His estranged daughter, who did not know the truth and Ginny Weasley. Somehow, he had to leave Hogwarts, he did not want the sanctuary it provided. His original plan had been to escape but he could not leave Brangaine in the hands of Ginny Weasley. She was his daughter and she deserved the best.
Another part of him knew he had to leave, because he was starting to feel a connection to Ginny. She was a danger, an enemy. Draco may not have been a Death Eater, but he was not willing to accept mudbloods as equals, he just believed Voldemort had not been the right wizard to purify the race. Furthermore, he would not let his daughter associate with those below her class. She would be treated like a princess, and revered among high society. Not all pureblooded wizards had been killed by the war and the Malfoys still sat atop the social strata. There were arrangements he would need to make for his daughter to be accepted back into the fold, without a mother. Draco had intended to marry Elsie, and had never loved anyone after she had left him. He might have to now. He did not know how to raise a little girl, perhaps one of his friends from school would, but none of them would talk to him. He had forgotten he was a traitor. He forgot he was an outcast in that circle. There were other circles he could belong to, but he wanted to hold court. He did not want his daughter to pay for his mistakes. Draco decided not to tell anyone, until he had the power to ensure her transfer to him would be seamless.
"I suppose, I should find my rooms," Draco said after a few moments.
"It's behind the statue of the centaur on the second floor, the password is 'pixie dust'," Ginny replied waving him out of her office. "Dinner is in the Great Hall tonight, tomorrow the students arrive, then its show time." He slipped out of the door and left Ginny to her thoughts once again.
Her thoughts were always plagued by the burdens of the war. They always were. She had lost and given too much to the war. The price had been too high to protect muggles and now she felt bitter towards them, she tried not to. Ginny had lost her mother and brother, she had lost her family. Although several members were still alive they were not the family she loved. Ginny had done what she needed to do to salvage her life. She changed the story to make the war seem less horrible, after all now she had Hogwarts to belong to. But now, Ginny had lied to another person. She lied about Derrick to another soul. Ginny could not admit what happened to anyone, least of all a Malfoy who would sneer at her and insult her. He couldn't have loved anyone the way she had loved Derrick, without realizing it she began to cry again. As sobs racked her body, she did not hear the door open. Brangaine looked upon her guardian and did not understand what was wrong, but knew she had to help her.
A/N: Okay, I am so sorry Draco was supposed to not find out, but instead Ginny is the clueless one. This will work out better later in the story, I hope. Would you rather me continue this or not? I really am getting some bad feedback, so I could use a good review. Love, KTBallerina.