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"I want to know something."
Draco was barely awake, let alone had a functioning brain, yet her words got through to him. Grabbing the glass of water off of the table beside his bed he took a long drink, probably determined to down the entire thing.
"Don't ignore me, this is serious."
No, what was serious was this bloody headache he had. "Do you have anything I can take? My head is killing me."
Virginia held out 2 little white pills in front of him, he grabbed for them but came back with nothing. 'Hmmm, maybe I'm not awake as I thought.' But then realised that she'd purposely moved her hand at the last minute.
Draco scowled at her. She acted like she hadn't noticed his foul mood. "I'll give you these aspirins if you answer my questions, deal?"
"/Fine/, just give me the damn pills." She reluctantly handed over the aspirin. He took them with the rest of his water, then he laid back down shutting his eyes tight.
There were a few minutes of silence. "I want to know something." She repeated.
Draco opened one eye, "Apparently you do, or is it just normal for you to repeat your self randomly?"
Yes, he was doing much better. "Are you aware you could have died if you weren't taken care of?" she asked calmly. Now both of his eyes were open, and instantly narrowed at the mention of /him/ being "taken care of".
"I wouldn't ha-"
"/Yes/, you would have. Scared me half to death, coming in here not in your right mind so to speak. Although I doubt you were when you took all of that shit either." Now she was angry. He was like a child who didn't know what was good for him, doing exactly what he was told not to just because he was told not to do it. Her mother would have called it 'biting off your nose to spite your face.'
"I want to know why you're doing this. How many times has this happened?!"
He looked at her with eyes as cold as ice. "I don't have to tell you a god damned thing."
Ginny sat back in her chair. So he was going to play this the hard way. Well, she had six brothers, she could play this game. And she was good at it to.
Always make it the worst case scenario. Always take facts from real life and bend them so they work for you. An idea was already forming in her mind, something believable, dramatic and explainable.
"Alright. Don't talk. But here's what happened…" she looked at the ceiling for a moment, then looked back at him, a smile came to her lips. Draco didn't like this at all. "Yes, here's /exactly/ what happened. You came in here threatening to rape me. I resisted and you pinned me up against the medicine cabinet, you took a swing trying to get me to hold still. I ducked and you hit the glass door, that's how you cut your hand. The drugs you'd taken obviously had messed you up, and you collapsed afterward. I took care of you regardless and covered for you because I was scared. But now that I know you are ok, I still feel threatened for my life. So I'm going to go to Madame Pomfrey right now and inform her of what /really/ happened…"
He couldn't believe it, he couldn't fucking believe it! "You plotting wench! You can't prove any point in your story is true!"
She was still smiling, already aware that she had won. "Oh, but I can. Look at your hand and the smashed cabinet. You were so pumped full of drugs they just might kick you out any way for that. But I thought rape charges might add a /flare/ to the story." Ginny's eyes practically sparkled.
"You have no proof I tried to touch you!" He knew he was loosing to. And what really bothered him is that she'd picked the one thing that he'd most definitely /not/ do to any one regardless of how much he hated them. His mother had raised him to be a gentleman, to /respect/ a woman. Body and mind alike. He may threaten a few annoying girls, but he never as much as raised a hand to them. Let alone force them into anything.
"You think I can't make some evidence of my own? Right now I can bump into a few things and it'd look like you tried to kill me. I bruise /very/ easily."
"You're a fucking bitch you know that?"
Ginny shrugs, "First time I've been told, though I doubt any one would tell me to my face. Besides you that is."
"What was your bloody question so I can get out of here and /away/ from /you/."
"It's not just one question, it's several. And when we're done talking you are staying put. I have to sign you out tomorrow morning, it's only 10:30 at night."
"Well then, get on with it." Draco, to say the least, was pissed off. He didn't want to be here, he didn't want to stay there, he wanted her to go /away/. Well, maybe she could stick around if she would keep her mouth shut…when it came to talking.
"Why did you take all of those drugs? There had to be a reason, did you /want/ to kill yourself?"
He was thinking about what seemed to be last night. He knew exactly why he'd done what he did. Although he hadn't exactly been in complete control of his actions, he did have a feeling of what it was all about.
"Who are you going to tell?" He still didn't know who she was, although he did recognize her from taking care of him before. He didn't get a creepy stalker vibe from the girl, he supposed she just always happens to be in the wrong place at the wrong time.
"No one, I just want to help, you don't know what you're doing to your body-"
"I know exactly what I'm doing, that's why I do it." His words were deadpan, but some how they carried emotion that shocked her.
"Why do you?"
Draco sighed, this was going to be difficult. He didn't have that many people close to him, even when they were he rarely let them know any personal information about him, and the information she was asking for was beyond personal.
"Your question was why did I take all those drugs. The first round…was because…I was bored. It was before classes all I was going to do was walk around any way. It would have been more than boring. But a friend gave me something to do, it just happened to be drugs." He stopped trying to think of what other stupid things he'd done earlier that day.
"But what about the other drugs? It looked to me as if you wanted to overdose." Her eyes watered a bit, she really couldn't understand why he did this. It wasn't as if he was a big part of her life, or even considered a friend…but the thought of him dying in such a manner made her chest ache and a sadness just filled her.
"Christ Almighty, don't bleedin cry." Draco rolled over to face her, instead of lying on his back he sat up on his elbow and looked at her. "Why are you crying?" It wasn't a gentle tone, nor did his face display compassion…it was more like 'if you cry you're going to attract a attention' and 'that act is annoying me, stop it at once'.
Ginny blinked rapidly, swearing she'd kick her self if her tears flowed over. "/Nothing/. How did Snape get involved in this?" She needed to draw attention away from her self, and what better strategy to do that then to bring up something you're not suppose to know about.
This caught him off guard, though he didn't show it. "I don't know what you're talking about."
"Don't bullshit me Malfoy. I /know/."
He let out an exasperated sigh, "Alright! The whole Slytherin House has always been a bit…wild. The Professor just happens to overlook that sort of thing."
"Does he know how serious this has gotten."
He looked over to her with his eyebrows drawn together, "What are you on about now? I'm not addicted, and I'm in /perfect control/."
It took all of Virginia's willpower not to smirk. These were the words of true addicts. "I can control the addiction" "I can quit any time I want to" "/I'm/ in control, no one and nothing else!" But she decided not to say anything.
"About yesterday…" she pressed for him to go on.
"I wasn't trying to kill my self, nor do I have a wish to, alright? I…I wasn't in control of my actions totally. I'd already had a few things, and the pills just seemed like a good idea. The double, I'd had one of those before…" he looked as if he was concentrating, then looked to her with slightly pleading eyes. "..erm…did I...um take anything else by any chance?"
She gave him a small smile, "No. And thank you for telling me." She could see his eyes drooping slowly with out him really noticing it. "But I still need to talk to you."
"What about /now/?"
"Not right this instant, tomorrow…can we meet?"
"…where?" he asked suspiciously.
"How about in one of the study rooms that's not in use anymore? Um…the one on the second floor right wing?"
He wasn't sure exactly, "Near the transfiguration classroom?"
"Yes! Exactly the one. So I'll see you there tomorrow, at noon, I'm bringing my lunch you can eat before if you like though."
"That's fine."
"And Draco?"
"Yes?"
"Don't get high tomorrow, or I swear I'll tell a teacher, understood? Just give your body a break."
Scowling he answered, "I won't go to the club tomorrow because I might not make it in time for our 'little get-together', good enough promise for you?"
She smiled a bright smile, "Yes. I'll see you tomorrow."
When she was almost out of the room he called her back.
"What is it?"
"I don't know your name, it's been bothering me. You know my name but I don't know yours."
With one last smile she said, "Virginia." And disappeared around the corner.
'…Virginia…how fitting. Such a beautiful name for a beautiful girl…and it sounded so damned familular too...'
(A/N): Yes short, I know. Next chapter will be longer, I promise. And same one said it was wierd that I added in Ginny and the whole rape thing...there's a reason for that, and it'll come up later in the story...
Oh yeah...REVIEW!
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"I want to know something."
Draco was barely awake, let alone had a functioning brain, yet her words got through to him. Grabbing the glass of water off of the table beside his bed he took a long drink, probably determined to down the entire thing.
"Don't ignore me, this is serious."
No, what was serious was this bloody headache he had. "Do you have anything I can take? My head is killing me."
Virginia held out 2 little white pills in front of him, he grabbed for them but came back with nothing. 'Hmmm, maybe I'm not awake as I thought.' But then realised that she'd purposely moved her hand at the last minute.
Draco scowled at her. She acted like she hadn't noticed his foul mood. "I'll give you these aspirins if you answer my questions, deal?"
"/Fine/, just give me the damn pills." She reluctantly handed over the aspirin. He took them with the rest of his water, then he laid back down shutting his eyes tight.
There were a few minutes of silence. "I want to know something." She repeated.
Draco opened one eye, "Apparently you do, or is it just normal for you to repeat your self randomly?"
Yes, he was doing much better. "Are you aware you could have died if you weren't taken care of?" she asked calmly. Now both of his eyes were open, and instantly narrowed at the mention of /him/ being "taken care of".
"I wouldn't ha-"
"/Yes/, you would have. Scared me half to death, coming in here not in your right mind so to speak. Although I doubt you were when you took all of that shit either." Now she was angry. He was like a child who didn't know what was good for him, doing exactly what he was told not to just because he was told not to do it. Her mother would have called it 'biting off your nose to spite your face.'
"I want to know why you're doing this. How many times has this happened?!"
He looked at her with eyes as cold as ice. "I don't have to tell you a god damned thing."
Ginny sat back in her chair. So he was going to play this the hard way. Well, she had six brothers, she could play this game. And she was good at it to.
Always make it the worst case scenario. Always take facts from real life and bend them so they work for you. An idea was already forming in her mind, something believable, dramatic and explainable.
"Alright. Don't talk. But here's what happened…" she looked at the ceiling for a moment, then looked back at him, a smile came to her lips. Draco didn't like this at all. "Yes, here's /exactly/ what happened. You came in here threatening to rape me. I resisted and you pinned me up against the medicine cabinet, you took a swing trying to get me to hold still. I ducked and you hit the glass door, that's how you cut your hand. The drugs you'd taken obviously had messed you up, and you collapsed afterward. I took care of you regardless and covered for you because I was scared. But now that I know you are ok, I still feel threatened for my life. So I'm going to go to Madame Pomfrey right now and inform her of what /really/ happened…"
He couldn't believe it, he couldn't fucking believe it! "You plotting wench! You can't prove any point in your story is true!"
She was still smiling, already aware that she had won. "Oh, but I can. Look at your hand and the smashed cabinet. You were so pumped full of drugs they just might kick you out any way for that. But I thought rape charges might add a /flare/ to the story." Ginny's eyes practically sparkled.
"You have no proof I tried to touch you!" He knew he was loosing to. And what really bothered him is that she'd picked the one thing that he'd most definitely /not/ do to any one regardless of how much he hated them. His mother had raised him to be a gentleman, to /respect/ a woman. Body and mind alike. He may threaten a few annoying girls, but he never as much as raised a hand to them. Let alone force them into anything.
"You think I can't make some evidence of my own? Right now I can bump into a few things and it'd look like you tried to kill me. I bruise /very/ easily."
"You're a fucking bitch you know that?"
Ginny shrugs, "First time I've been told, though I doubt any one would tell me to my face. Besides you that is."
"What was your bloody question so I can get out of here and /away/ from /you/."
"It's not just one question, it's several. And when we're done talking you are staying put. I have to sign you out tomorrow morning, it's only 10:30 at night."
"Well then, get on with it." Draco, to say the least, was pissed off. He didn't want to be here, he didn't want to stay there, he wanted her to go /away/. Well, maybe she could stick around if she would keep her mouth shut…when it came to talking.
"Why did you take all of those drugs? There had to be a reason, did you /want/ to kill yourself?"
He was thinking about what seemed to be last night. He knew exactly why he'd done what he did. Although he hadn't exactly been in complete control of his actions, he did have a feeling of what it was all about.
"Who are you going to tell?" He still didn't know who she was, although he did recognize her from taking care of him before. He didn't get a creepy stalker vibe from the girl, he supposed she just always happens to be in the wrong place at the wrong time.
"No one, I just want to help, you don't know what you're doing to your body-"
"I know exactly what I'm doing, that's why I do it." His words were deadpan, but some how they carried emotion that shocked her.
"Why do you?"
Draco sighed, this was going to be difficult. He didn't have that many people close to him, even when they were he rarely let them know any personal information about him, and the information she was asking for was beyond personal.
"Your question was why did I take all those drugs. The first round…was because…I was bored. It was before classes all I was going to do was walk around any way. It would have been more than boring. But a friend gave me something to do, it just happened to be drugs." He stopped trying to think of what other stupid things he'd done earlier that day.
"But what about the other drugs? It looked to me as if you wanted to overdose." Her eyes watered a bit, she really couldn't understand why he did this. It wasn't as if he was a big part of her life, or even considered a friend…but the thought of him dying in such a manner made her chest ache and a sadness just filled her.
"Christ Almighty, don't bleedin cry." Draco rolled over to face her, instead of lying on his back he sat up on his elbow and looked at her. "Why are you crying?" It wasn't a gentle tone, nor did his face display compassion…it was more like 'if you cry you're going to attract a attention' and 'that act is annoying me, stop it at once'.
Ginny blinked rapidly, swearing she'd kick her self if her tears flowed over. "/Nothing/. How did Snape get involved in this?" She needed to draw attention away from her self, and what better strategy to do that then to bring up something you're not suppose to know about.
This caught him off guard, though he didn't show it. "I don't know what you're talking about."
"Don't bullshit me Malfoy. I /know/."
He let out an exasperated sigh, "Alright! The whole Slytherin House has always been a bit…wild. The Professor just happens to overlook that sort of thing."
"Does he know how serious this has gotten."
He looked over to her with his eyebrows drawn together, "What are you on about now? I'm not addicted, and I'm in /perfect control/."
It took all of Virginia's willpower not to smirk. These were the words of true addicts. "I can control the addiction" "I can quit any time I want to" "/I'm/ in control, no one and nothing else!" But she decided not to say anything.
"About yesterday…" she pressed for him to go on.
"I wasn't trying to kill my self, nor do I have a wish to, alright? I…I wasn't in control of my actions totally. I'd already had a few things, and the pills just seemed like a good idea. The double, I'd had one of those before…" he looked as if he was concentrating, then looked to her with slightly pleading eyes. "..erm…did I...um take anything else by any chance?"
She gave him a small smile, "No. And thank you for telling me." She could see his eyes drooping slowly with out him really noticing it. "But I still need to talk to you."
"What about /now/?"
"Not right this instant, tomorrow…can we meet?"
"…where?" he asked suspiciously.
"How about in one of the study rooms that's not in use anymore? Um…the one on the second floor right wing?"
He wasn't sure exactly, "Near the transfiguration classroom?"
"Yes! Exactly the one. So I'll see you there tomorrow, at noon, I'm bringing my lunch you can eat before if you like though."
"That's fine."
"And Draco?"
"Yes?"
"Don't get high tomorrow, or I swear I'll tell a teacher, understood? Just give your body a break."
Scowling he answered, "I won't go to the club tomorrow because I might not make it in time for our 'little get-together', good enough promise for you?"
She smiled a bright smile, "Yes. I'll see you tomorrow."
When she was almost out of the room he called her back.
"What is it?"
"I don't know your name, it's been bothering me. You know my name but I don't know yours."
With one last smile she said, "Virginia." And disappeared around the corner.
'…Virginia…how fitting. Such a beautiful name for a beautiful girl…and it sounded so damned familular too...'
(A/N): Yes short, I know. Next chapter will be longer, I promise. And same one said it was wierd that I added in Ginny and the whole rape thing...there's a reason for that, and it'll come up later in the story...
Oh yeah...REVIEW!
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