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 19
"I miss you when something good happens to me, because you are the one I want to share it with first. I miss you when something bad happens, because you make everything better. I miss you when I cry, because you kiss my tears away. I miss you when I'm laughing, because you make my laughter grow. I miss you through all those times, but I miss you most when I'm lying in bed at night thinking about you, because before I always knew someway, somehow, you were thinking of me too, and that is why it is then that I miss you most, because I'm not so sure your thinking about me anymore." -Unknown-
Three figures walked along the corridor of Azkaban prison. The first was the warden, the other two wore long black cloaks with the hoods over their heads. The last figure was quite a bit shorter than the other two. She was holding the hand of the second person. They stopped in front of Draco's cell, the smallest figure rushing up to the bars to embrace him through the cell.
"Daddy, I miss you so much," the little girl cried hugging him closely. Draco was at a loss at what to say. He could not promise her anything, tomorrow began his trial and there was no telling the outcome. Draco did not want to tell Brangaine lies, so instead he only returned her own words.
"I have missed you too, Brangaine. I hope you have been a good girl for Ginny," Draco said still not releasing her from his hug. Brangaine nodded, then pulled away so she could look at his face.
"When are we going to be a family, Daddy?" the little girl demanded sadly. Draco felt his heart break. He could not answer, he did not want to admit that they might never be a family. He did not know how to tell his only daughter her new family would not include him.
"I don't know, sweetheart," he admitted.
"Brangaine, you need to go with the guard so I can talk with your father," Ginny told her quietly so the guard could not hear. The little girl gave her father one last kiss, then turned and followed the guard back down the corridor.
"Goodbye, Brangaine," Draco said not knowing when he would see her next.
"Bye Daddy," she called out as she was being led away. Draco turned to face Ginny. It was almost too painful to look at the woman he loved. He was sacrificing everything for her. His life, his daughter, and his freedom.
"Draco, my father wrote to me, he said he talked to you," Ginny stated weakly. Ginny was not sure if the very proud Draco Malfoy would accept help from anyone, especially a Weasley.
"Yes, he did," Draco answered. He did not like the sound of this or where it was going. He knew Ginny was going to ask him to accept her father's help. Although, Draco was not his father, there were some things he still could not do. This had not been the answer Ginny was hoping for.
"Have you considered what he said at all?" she asked annoyed at his attitude.
"Ginny, I told you already. I have to-" he began.
"No, that's the point Draco, you don't have to do this!" she said cutting him off. "I can not let you sacrifice your life for my son. I don't know why you won't let my father 'find' you innocent if I means you can return to your life. You have your daughter to be thinking of as well. I love Brangaine, but I am not her mother. Please, Draco I want you in my life. Part of me wants you to do this because I need you, I love you. I don't know how or when it happened, but it did and now I can't stop thinking of you. I want us to be together, and I know its selfish of me to ask, but do this for me, please Draco?" Ginny pleaded.
Draco was in even greater turmoil after Ginny's speech. She loved him and wanted to be together, but at what cost. She also pointed out she was not Brangaine's mother and Brangaine needed her father in her life. Draco knew he could not survive very long in Azkaban, at most he could live for ten years after that he would most likely go mad. And his freedom was as easy to attain as asking for help. He knew what people would think. He had been so determined to return the honor and dignity to the Malfoy name. Draco had only wanted to be a better person than his father, or his grandfather. He did not want people to scoff at Brangaine when she told them she was a Malfoy like Ron Weasley had laughed at Draco so long ago. He wanted respect and for the Malfoy name not to be indebted.
"I know what is right and what is easy. Remember in fourth year- well your third- Dumbledore said this day would come. The choice between what is easy and what is right. Every time I have to make a decision, I have always chosen what is easy for me to do," Draco said not looking at her.
"That's not true, Draco. It was not easy to say you killed Derrick Bole when you did not," she reminded him.
"It was easier than seeing you cry at the loss of your only son. I love you, Ginny. I never want to see you unhappy, knowing I could have done something," Draco replied shaking his head slightly.
"This is our chance to be together, this could be our only chance. Let my father pardon you and we can all be together," Ginny whispered shakily. She could not understand why Draco would give up their chance if he truly loved her.
"I am a Malfoy. I love you Ginny, I truly do, but-"
"Not as much as you love your name, Malfoy," she spat scornfully now knowing what held him back. "You would rather rot in Azkaban than accept help from the father of the woman you claim to love. Is that right Draco?" she demanded angrily not understanding. In truth, Ginny could not understand, her family survived on love. The Malfoys survived on pride and honor, they could not live on love.
"I could never explain to you how I came to be this way-"
"You feel you are doing the right thing, you are so selfish Draco to hurt all those people who care about you-" Ginny said talking over him.
"I have always been this way, I always get what I want though. This time there is nothing I want more than for us to be together-" he continued talking over her as well, not listening.
"Just think of your daughter. I don't want to be alone, just promise me one thing-" Ginny pleaded him again.
"I have a plan on how I can prove my innocence, but when I get out of here I want you to promise me one thing-" Draco continued.
"I want to be with you forever," they finished at the same time. When they realized they had both come to the same conclusion they laughed a bit.
"Ginny, trust me. I have a feeling I can be released based on my case, not my connections," Draco said staring at her.
"If you're sure," she said returning his gaze.
"I'm sure of this," he said as he leaned through the bars and brushed a soft kiss on her lips. He regretted it immediately, he could not promise her anything. This was wrong. He may love this woman, but he could not ask her to make this promise or try to make this love work. She had a long, happy life ahead of her, he could be sentenced to death.
"You have to leave," he said quietly. He should not have made that promise.
"I will never leave you," she replied happily.
"If for some reason things do go wrong, move on, Ginny," he told her softly. She pulled away to stare at him in horror.
"You will live Draco. You will live to see your daughter grow up, marry, have children of her own. I know you are a survivor, Draco," Ginny whispered reassuringly for her benefit as much as his.
To Ginny's dismay, there was no answer to all her sweet words.
A/N: Thanks for following this little adventure. Coming soon are the Trial Scenes, finally. Draco and Ginny are finally nearing the end of this little story. Please feel free to comment critique, or flame depending on the story. I'd like to thank all my reviewers (rainpuddle13, , FireRedRose, Darcy16, the anonymous reviewer, Fcuking Cathy, Catherine Coe) and anyone else who even read the stupid thing. Thanks a bunch, 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 19
"I miss you when something good happens to me, because you are the one I want to share it with first. I miss you when something bad happens, because you make everything better. I miss you when I cry, because you kiss my tears away. I miss you when I'm laughing, because you make my laughter grow. I miss you through all those times, but I miss you most when I'm lying in bed at night thinking about you, because before I always knew someway, somehow, you were thinking of me too, and that is why it is then that I miss you most, because I'm not so sure your thinking about me anymore." -Unknown-
Three figures walked along the corridor of Azkaban prison. The first was the warden, the other two wore long black cloaks with the hoods over their heads. The last figure was quite a bit shorter than the other two. She was holding the hand of the second person. They stopped in front of Draco's cell, the smallest figure rushing up to the bars to embrace him through the cell.
"Daddy, I miss you so much," the little girl cried hugging him closely. Draco was at a loss at what to say. He could not promise her anything, tomorrow began his trial and there was no telling the outcome. Draco did not want to tell Brangaine lies, so instead he only returned her own words.
"I have missed you too, Brangaine. I hope you have been a good girl for Ginny," Draco said still not releasing her from his hug. Brangaine nodded, then pulled away so she could look at his face.
"When are we going to be a family, Daddy?" the little girl demanded sadly. Draco felt his heart break. He could not answer, he did not want to admit that they might never be a family. He did not know how to tell his only daughter her new family would not include him.
"I don't know, sweetheart," he admitted.
"Brangaine, you need to go with the guard so I can talk with your father," Ginny told her quietly so the guard could not hear. The little girl gave her father one last kiss, then turned and followed the guard back down the corridor.
"Goodbye, Brangaine," Draco said not knowing when he would see her next.
"Bye Daddy," she called out as she was being led away. Draco turned to face Ginny. It was almost too painful to look at the woman he loved. He was sacrificing everything for her. His life, his daughter, and his freedom.
"Draco, my father wrote to me, he said he talked to you," Ginny stated weakly. Ginny was not sure if the very proud Draco Malfoy would accept help from anyone, especially a Weasley.
"Yes, he did," Draco answered. He did not like the sound of this or where it was going. He knew Ginny was going to ask him to accept her father's help. Although, Draco was not his father, there were some things he still could not do. This had not been the answer Ginny was hoping for.
"Have you considered what he said at all?" she asked annoyed at his attitude.
"Ginny, I told you already. I have to-" he began.
"No, that's the point Draco, you don't have to do this!" she said cutting him off. "I can not let you sacrifice your life for my son. I don't know why you won't let my father 'find' you innocent if I means you can return to your life. You have your daughter to be thinking of as well. I love Brangaine, but I am not her mother. Please, Draco I want you in my life. Part of me wants you to do this because I need you, I love you. I don't know how or when it happened, but it did and now I can't stop thinking of you. I want us to be together, and I know its selfish of me to ask, but do this for me, please Draco?" Ginny pleaded.
Draco was in even greater turmoil after Ginny's speech. She loved him and wanted to be together, but at what cost. She also pointed out she was not Brangaine's mother and Brangaine needed her father in her life. Draco knew he could not survive very long in Azkaban, at most he could live for ten years after that he would most likely go mad. And his freedom was as easy to attain as asking for help. He knew what people would think. He had been so determined to return the honor and dignity to the Malfoy name. Draco had only wanted to be a better person than his father, or his grandfather. He did not want people to scoff at Brangaine when she told them she was a Malfoy like Ron Weasley had laughed at Draco so long ago. He wanted respect and for the Malfoy name not to be indebted.
"I know what is right and what is easy. Remember in fourth year- well your third- Dumbledore said this day would come. The choice between what is easy and what is right. Every time I have to make a decision, I have always chosen what is easy for me to do," Draco said not looking at her.
"That's not true, Draco. It was not easy to say you killed Derrick Bole when you did not," she reminded him.
"It was easier than seeing you cry at the loss of your only son. I love you, Ginny. I never want to see you unhappy, knowing I could have done something," Draco replied shaking his head slightly.
"This is our chance to be together, this could be our only chance. Let my father pardon you and we can all be together," Ginny whispered shakily. She could not understand why Draco would give up their chance if he truly loved her.
"I am a Malfoy. I love you Ginny, I truly do, but-"
"Not as much as you love your name, Malfoy," she spat scornfully now knowing what held him back. "You would rather rot in Azkaban than accept help from the father of the woman you claim to love. Is that right Draco?" she demanded angrily not understanding. In truth, Ginny could not understand, her family survived on love. The Malfoys survived on pride and honor, they could not live on love.
"I could never explain to you how I came to be this way-"
"You feel you are doing the right thing, you are so selfish Draco to hurt all those people who care about you-" Ginny said talking over him.
"I have always been this way, I always get what I want though. This time there is nothing I want more than for us to be together-" he continued talking over her as well, not listening.
"Just think of your daughter. I don't want to be alone, just promise me one thing-" Ginny pleaded him again.
"I have a plan on how I can prove my innocence, but when I get out of here I want you to promise me one thing-" Draco continued.
"I want to be with you forever," they finished at the same time. When they realized they had both come to the same conclusion they laughed a bit.
"Ginny, trust me. I have a feeling I can be released based on my case, not my connections," Draco said staring at her.
"If you're sure," she said returning his gaze.
"I'm sure of this," he said as he leaned through the bars and brushed a soft kiss on her lips. He regretted it immediately, he could not promise her anything. This was wrong. He may love this woman, but he could not ask her to make this promise or try to make this love work. She had a long, happy life ahead of her, he could be sentenced to death.
"You have to leave," he said quietly. He should not have made that promise.
"I will never leave you," she replied happily.
"If for some reason things do go wrong, move on, Ginny," he told her softly. She pulled away to stare at him in horror.
"You will live Draco. You will live to see your daughter grow up, marry, have children of her own. I know you are a survivor, Draco," Ginny whispered reassuringly for her benefit as much as his.
To Ginny's dismay, there was no answer to all her sweet words.
A/N: Thanks for following this little adventure. Coming soon are the Trial Scenes, finally. Draco and Ginny are finally nearing the end of this little story. Please feel free to comment critique, or flame depending on the story. I'd like to thank all my reviewers (rainpuddle13, , FireRedRose, Darcy16, the anonymous reviewer, Fcuking Cathy, Catherine Coe) and anyone else who even read the stupid thing. Thanks a bunch, KtBallerina.