Chapter 8
They say experience is the name everyone gives to his mistakes…
Ginny's leg shook nervously as she sat across from Harry. The two had ended up in the county of Somerset, where the nearest Wizarding community was. She looked around the pub at the people sitting at tables conversing between each other. Smoke billowed through the space as people came in and out of the Hawks Eye pub. She slowly picked up her beer and sipped it, trying at all cost to avoid Harry's eye.
Her heart beat wildly as silence filled the space between them. Merlin, what did he want? She asked herself, he asked her to go this stupid pub, so he obviously had a reason. It didn't escape the woman's knowledge that Harry was supposed to be at the Burrow. So, why in the bloody hell was he here? She kept her eyes down, looking at the tattered wooden table counting the crevices and reading the engravings. She heard Harry clear his throat and looked up.
"How have you been, Casey?" he asked suddenly, sipping his beer. She furrowed her brow and sighed.
"It's fine, I suppose. Things are better than they've been in a while."
"You and Malfoy still…"
"Hate each other?" she finished for Harry. "Of course, Commander."
"Cut that Commander stuff." He snapped. "Tonight, I'm just Harry."
"Oh…" she started nervously, "If you say so…Harry…"
There was a bit of a pause. Neither knew what to say to each other. First of all, they supposedly didn't know each other too well, even though if Harry knew Ginny was hidden under that face, things would be a lot different. Secondly, trying to figure out something to say, especially about something this close had to be…well…awkward.
"How's your stomach?" Harry inquired, trying to fill the silence. "Not still bothering you?"
"Not since the day I passed out." Ginny smiled, "I'm fine now actually, Creevey has helped me."
"That's nice, I'm glad you're better now."
She smirked, "I'm sure you are, Harry."
Ginny shifted uneasily, she didn't like just sitting here with him. She had barely begun to think of him as a friend again, let alone to sit in a Smokey pub drinking a beer, and talking about Merlin only knew what. It was obvious that Harry had something on his mind, the young woman knew all his tells. Her brown eyes looked up and for a moment they met, she looked away quickly. Just because she was sitting here, didn't mean she had to like it.
"Do you know…" started Potter nervously; "I once had a girlfriend." Ginny shifted nervously.
"Oh?" she responded as calmly as she could.
"Yea." He said simply, she nodded.
"Interesting, I thought you weren't into girls." She said to him sarcastically.
"I am being serious." He replied back, Ginny smiled.
"And I find it amazing."
"You have no idea." Harry shrugged his shoulders and ran a hand through his black unruly hair. "And the other day, when the subject of Ginny was discussed, I couldn't help but wonder why you got so defensive." Ginny looked away. "Why Case? What does she have to do with you?"
Merlin Ginny, think quick, she said to herself, thinking up a good excuse, she cleared her throat and shifted in her chair a bit.
"When I was younger…" she started slowly, making it up as she went. "Something like that happened to me."
Harry raised a brow. "Really?"
"Well, I don't really know what happened between you and this girl." She said with some attitude, "but you just one day leaving made me bloody angry."
"How so?" he inquired, "what did your girl do to you?"
"She one day just decided that I wasn't good enough for her." Ginny pretended to get saddened, "so she went around with me best mate behind my back."
"Ouch." Came Harry sympathetically, the red-head scoffed inside. "That has to hurt."
"It does." She said softly, "I'm still not over what she did to me." The woman looked him directly in the eye. "It still hurts to even think about her."
Harry nodded and leaned back into the seat. He rubbed the back of his head and sighed. Ginny looked to the others in the pub and bit her lip. She couldn't do this, if Harry was going to bring up the past, she didn't want to hear it. She didn't want to hear his side; she didn't want to remember anything about what had happened between them. During that time, Ginny had given her heart and soul, only to have it thrown back in her face. She just couldn't take it; she couldn't even face what happened till this day, over 4 years later.
"When I was 17." He started slowly, Ginny bit her lip. Merlin, she said softly, give me strength. "I met a girl, for the very first time. Her name was Ginny Weasley." She laughed.
"I thought she was your best mate's little sister?"
"I said I met her for the first time, just because she was my best mate's little sister doesn't mean I knew her at all." Ginny looked down. "I was going through a hard time at that point in my life. With Voldemort and what not." He sighed. "And when I finally met her, I found this beautiful, eccentric, sweet woman I never knew existed in all the 5 years I knew her."
"Why?" she came quietly, "why didn't you ever bother with her?"
"I don't know." he came truthfully.
"Well there's a good reason." The red-head snapped.
"It was just… I always had that "best mate's little sister" ideal of her. I didn't see her as something more, she was just Ginny." He smiled fondly then, "and Just Ginny turned into My Ginny. So, finally the two of us began dating. It was the end of my 6th year, and her 5th. The two of us did everything together, there wasn't a day that we weren't by each others side." Harry then stopped and looked up to the ceiling. He breathed in heavily and looked back to Ginny with a small smile. "She was absolutely perfect."
"Oh really?" the red-head scoffed, "then why again did she end up with Malfoy, if she was as perfect as you say?"
"Did I say I finished with my story?" Ginny rolled her brown eyes.
"Then by all means continue."
He looked at Ginny with a critical eye, and looked back at the table. "We had started officially dating the summer after my 6th year. Even if we didn't have all the time together like we used to at Hogwarts, we were still very close. To be totally honest, I fell completely in love with her. She was everything I needed; smart, witty, shameless, strong, caring, sweet, daring and not to mention beautiful. We were unofficially named The Wizarding world's next Lily and James," he looked at her in the eye, "My parents."
"Yes, I know the story of Lily and James Potter." She said quietly, "who doesn't."
Harry smiled fondly to himself, "They told us we were destined, that we would be together forever…and then…the war came." Harry put his drink down and looked out to the crowd. He just stared at a few people passing by. Ginny just bit her lip and closed her eyes. She had to be ready for what he was going to tell her.
"School started up again and it was about that time I started pulling away." He started suddenly, still not looking at her. "I felt that no one could understand what it was like to be me. I was "Harry Potter" number one on about a thousand death lists, and the only candidate to save the Wizarding world. I was sixteen years old, and that title had been placed on me since the day I entered Hogwarts." Ginny nodded. "It was about that time that Ginny thought it best to stay by my side. Yet that's not what I wanted, I wanted my space, but when she asked if I wanted to break up, I always said no."
"Oh?" came the red-head, feeling anger building up inside. She remembered thinking that Harry was some how using her because he wanted her to be there just not with him. She would spend nights staying up and crying, struggling with herself whether her relationship with Harry was worth all the heartache and confusion. However, Ginny never dared leave him; that was Harry's job.
"This went on for about a year." He sighed, and sipped his beer. Ginny stayed quiet, trying with all her might to stop the trembling in her body. She didn't want to hear the rest; she knew it all too well. She relived it most of her 7th year, the crying, the pain, and the void Harry left in her when he suddenly decided to leave her. "One day, Albus Dumbledore tells me that Voldemort is coming, and that I needed to be ready. I went numb, I wasn't ready to fight Voldemort, I was only 17, how could they except me to fight him. That night…" he breathed in Heavily, "that night I went to Ginny, and did the stupidest thing I could do." Ginny looked away as her heartbeat wildly, and the tears in her eyes began to swell up. "I slept with her."
Suddenly there came a crash from some where in the pub as a small drunken bar fight began to go on and Ginny welcomed it. Harry was too busy looking at the spectacle the two men were making to see Ginny furiously wipe the tears that were rolling down her face. Stupidest thing he had ever done? She screamed in her mind, he labeled what they had done together stupid? He only slept with me to forget his troubles? The young woman quickly took her wand and with a quick spell reduced the redness in her face, just in time for Harry to look back at her.
"Where were we?" he asked, looking down at the table. "I lost my train of thought."
She breathed in heavily, "you said sleeping with your girlfriend was the stupidest thing you could have done."
"Right." He said softly.
"So…you regret it?" she snapped at him. "You wished you had never slept with her? Is that it? Because…because you used her to forget your problems?" He furrowed his and shook his head.
"I regret using her, yes. I wish that I hadn't been so selfish. But as to us sleeping together, no I don't regret it. It was the perfect night of my life and I know I sound like a bloody girl but it's true. " He shook his head again. "I told you, I was in love with her. I just wished I had stayed…"
"What do you mean?" she inquired, hoping to find the reason as to which he left.
"As I had said before, Dumbledore had told me that Voldemort was coming, and to get ready. So, instead of staying in the morning, I ran away."
"Coward?" she questioned, he shrugged.
"I guess you could say that, I actually went into training." He said, "Alastor Moody was the only person I thought could help me. After that night, I left Hogwarts and I stayed with Moody and trained for over two years." He stopped, "And during that time, I never owled Ginny…not even once."
"And that's when she took up with Malfoy?" Ginny said softly, "she must have found some one special."
"I remember the day I came back." Harry said with new sadness, "I remember so vividly…
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Harry landed with a loud pop. The ground under his feet was soft, and the wind felt cool on his warm face. He placed his bag down softly on the green earth and looked around, a happy grin on his face.
"The Burrow" He said softly, taking in the scenery around him. It was just like he had remembered. The big rickety house still had too many floors and looked to be held up by magic. The small tool shed on the side had the black burn mark from one of Fred and George's inventions. Chickens and garden gnomes still wandered about the house, looking for food or to cause mischief. He just stared at the house, thinking how he hadn't felt so safe in 2 years.
He picked up his bag and slowly made his way towards the house when the front door opened. The boy…now a man stopped dead in his tracks as he saw who came out. A beautiful girl, dressed in a short summer dress stepped out on the porch. Her red hair fell down her back as her brown eyes looked about the garden. She walked on the green grass barefoot and just smiled at the sun and sky. Harry's heart had beat so fast that he thought Ginny could hear it from where she was standing. Slowly he began to walk towards her.
"Ginny," came a male voice Harry knew all too well. The woman turned around to face the door as Draco Malfoy stepped out the house. The two did nothing more but stand next to each other looking out into the rolling hillside, Harry watched with curiosity. Then slowly, very slowly, Malfoy put his arm protectively around the red-head, looking down at her with a look Harry had never seen from him. Ginny smiled at him and kissed him gently, passionately, as she brought him closer, making Harry shake with an emotion he had never known.
Harry felt as if his heart had broken in two when their lips had met. He just stared at them as the two whispered softly to each other, telling each other things Harry dreamed of telling Ginny every night. Slowly, hand in hand, they made their way towards the small forest just beyond the house.
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"I couldn't believe It.," he said to Ginny as she shook his head. "She was with Malfoy... Malfoy! The very person we had hated till my 7th year, when he suddenly thought it was better on our side than with his father's kind. Even then, she hated him and I come back and find them together!"
"What the bloody hell did you expect Potter?" the young red-head snapped. "She was going to wait for you till the end of time? Even though you gave her no inclination that you ever had any intention of coming back? Ginny was just supposed to sit at home, knitting a fucking sweater, waiting for the man who ran out on her after, I-I'm guessing, her first time?" Ginny shook her head, glaring at him. "What the hell were you thinking?"
"Don't you think I ask myself that same sodding questing?" snapped Harry. "Don't you think that I felt like shit for not telling her I was coming back? Frankly, you have no idea what the hell it was like for me."
"Well, from my own experience, I knew she wasn't too keen on you just up and leaving." Ginny told him sternly. "You must have been selfish to just do that to someone." She shook her head. "And Frankly, I don't feel like talking to a bloody bastard like you."
"Sod off." Growled Harry, "I just thought I explain myself to someone, someone I thought would listen to me. Since not even my so called family or best mate even wants to know why I left."
The young soldier shook her head, "If I were them, I wouldn't listen either. This is their sister and they thought they could trust their best mate to take care of her and you just run off like a bloody bitch." Ginny then grinned nastily. "I guess she was taking after you when she decided to split as well."
Harry's lips went tight, as his face grew pale. Ginny looked away, and drank deeply from her cup, trying to drown the feeling of Harry's eyes on her. Finally, she gave in and looked at him. Seeing the deep pain and torture in his eyes, she sighed and shook her head.
"Sorry I got carried away." She told him slowly. "As I said before, I've been though the same thing." Harry only nodded.
The two just sat there in uncomfortable silence once more. Ginny not really regretting at thing she had just said. It was true, all of it. Everything Harry had said was a fact and Ginny just couldn't understand why Harry was looking for sympathy. It was obvious he knew what he was doing when he left and thought of her often. The woman thought sadly if Harry had owled just once, she would have waited for him for eternity if need be. But since he didn't and Draco had suddenly become part of her life, things ended up the way they were. She made her life and it was with out Harry Potter.
"She sent a letter." Harry said softly, "This afternoon while I was at the Burrow, Weasley's home, when it came." He sighed and rubbed his face. "And what you just said, about her taking after me wasn't so far off. What she said was all my reasoning I thought up when I left. I left ever one to make something out of myself. I left to prove to people I could do and be anything I wanted, and I did right?" Harry asked wide-eyed. "I killed Voldemort, I did what I was supposed to do. I left everything, and came back expecting things to be the same way." Ginny looked at him worriedly. She did to Draco exactly what Harry had done to her. "But they weren't and it will never be the same again."
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An hour passed since the end of the conversation about their relationship. Harry and Ginny, or Casey, didn't talk much at all. They ordered pint after pint, thinking about things and then drowning them with liquor. Ginny was only on her 3rd beer, she wasn't much of a drinker, and Harry was on his 7th. The question of whether Harry was drunk or not was answered when the door of the pub opened. He sat up straight and laughed loudly.
"Look Case!" he said with a slur. "Look who has come to join our pity party!" He beckoned whoever came in, and smiled.
Ginny, not drunk in the slightest, looked up to see silver eyes staring harshly at her. She smirked at him, and finished her beer, thinking that another beer would be a bad idea if Draco were staying. She felt a bit smaller in his eyes as he glared down at her. Ginny averted her eyes back to the table as Harry began to babble.
"I thought you were staying at the fox hole!" he asked, leaning back into his seat. The other man shook his head.
"Change of plans." He said simply.
"Couldn't stand it after the letter came either, I suppose?" the drunken man questioned, tipping back his beer.
"What?" Draco snapped.
"What?" pouted Harry? " Did your little cold heart get broken once more?" he teased, the silver-haired man growled. "Whatever you do, don't tell Casey about your problems?" Harry slapped her on the back. "He is terrible at the sympathy game."
"I wouldn't tell Casey if I was bleeding out my eyes." He snapped at her, she smiled.
"Of course you wouldn't, for I would have been the one to make them bleed." Ginny snapped at him, Draco leaned closer down to the table obviously to make a threat when he was tapped on the shoulder.
"Draco." Simpered a blonde. Draco stood up properly and looked at her. "You left me out side, it's so cold out there, Draco." She said, wrapping her arms around her small body. Ginny's heart began to beat as she moved closer to Malfoy pressing her body against his.
"Serena." He said, pushing her slightly away, "I said I would be out in a minute."
"Oh, Draco." She whined, wrapping her arms around his neck. "I need you to keep me warm."
Ginny wanted to strangle that little slag. Heat rose to her face as her anger was rising to a new high. Draco…with…this…this…Harlot! Ginny thought back to her letter, she had told him she would always love him, no matter what he does, but if he sleeps with her...oh Merlin…there will be hell.
"Hey Malfoy," Came Harry, "trying to drown your pain?"
"Shut it Potter." He snapped, girl still draped around him, "besides, you're one to talk about drowning your problems…"
"Will you wankers shut the hell up?!" Ginny said, standing up abruptly. "I can't bloody stand either of you bastards!" she yelled. "You." she pointed at Harry. "You're nothing but a pathetic ass hole, who uses people and then throws them away as if they were nothing!" Harry only laughed a drunken laugh. "And you!" she said, turning to Malfoy. "If you think you're going to forget Ginny with this scrubber you're bloody wrong. You know why, because she is out there and thinking about you, probably crying her eyes out thinking how she left you. Thinking about how guilty she feels for breaking your heart, what if she comes back, huh?" She said walking towards him. "What if she walked though your tent door and saw you shagging her? What would you do?" Draco only glared, as the blonde looked confused.
"Shut the fuck up Cache!" yelled Malfoy, silencing the pub. "You have no bloody idea what would happen! It thought I said never to think about her again!"
"Yell at me Malfoy!" Screamed Ginny in his face. "Go ahead, because you know I am bloody right! And you know you're just a pathetic boy, who is no better than Potter over here! I hope you have fun shagging her!" The red-faced woman said, pointing to the blonde. "Because if I ever see your Ginny, I swear on my life she will know exactly what happened!"
"You wouldn't dare." He said, letting go of the blonde quickly. Once again, he began to stare her down, but instead of searching, it was hatred in his eyes. "You wouldn't have the balls."
"Malfoy," Came Ginny, hating him so much than she ever knew possible. "I will, because she would have probably been faithful and at one small bump in the road you go off and shag the first thing you see." Ginny shook her head, trying to stop the feeling of betrayal. "You disgust me." She said slowly, "and I know, that your Ginny would probably feel the same way." And before he could respond, Ginny ran out of the pub feeling free to let her tears fall.
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It was hours after the happenings in the pub that we find Draco Malfoy sitting in his tent with Serena. His eyes were wide open and his mind blank as she kissed his neck. Her mouth left wet kisses along his collar-bone and her hands messed up his blonde hair. Malfoy's hands stayed limply at his side; even as she moaned into his shoulder a few times. Gently, the blonde grabbed the sides of his face and her brown eyes looked directly into his.
"You alright?" she asked, tracing his lips with her finger, he nodded.
"Fine."
"That bloke didn't get you down did he?" she whispered softly into his ear, he shook his head.
"No."
"Good," She whispered softly in his ear. "Good." And she pressed her lips to his.
Draco closed his eyes and tried to feel her kiss. He tried to block out the words of the bloody ass Cache, and focus on this girl. She would help him forget that burning hole in his heart. That pain that never went away and increased when he went to bed at night. He pretended he was at his flat in London and it was Ginny who was kissing her way down his chest. It was Ginny's hand that ran through his hair, it was Ginny who was saying his name softly. All of a sudden lips pressed against his again, and when he opened his eyes there stood was an all too familiar brown.
"Draco." Said Ginny, pushing some hair out his face. "I love you." she told him softly, her perfect lips swollen with his kisses. His heart began to beat so fast as he ran a hand down her face. She closed her eyes and just basked in his touch. When her deep brown eyes opened again Draco couldn't help himself; he grabbed her face and kissed her passionately. She moaned softly as he laid her down on his bed. He looked at her red hair spread across his pillow, her pale skin sprinkled with freckles.
"Draco." His angel said softly. He slowly began kissing her neck, getting lost in the smell of jasmines. "I need you." she whispered. Draco was going to lose control if he didn't have Ginny. He buried his face into her neck and in haled her scent. He felt her long fingers play with the ends of his hair just like she used to. He kissed her softly and whispered into her ear.
"Ginny."
She went stiff.
"What?" she said softly. Draco froze for a moment and slowly opened his eyes. Instead of a sea of red, he was met with blonde. He inhaled deeply and cheap perfume hit his senses instead of jasmines in summer. He slowly pulled away from the blonde, eyes wide and backed himself into a corner. Draco breathed harshly as the girl just stared at him. Her face turning into one of disgust, soon, she shook her head and began putting on her robe that was discarded on the floor. He didn't hear her words, only what Casey had said:
"If you think your going to forget Ginny with this scrubber you're bloody wrong... she would have probably been faithful and at one small bump in the road…you go off and shag the first thing you see!"
He didn't hear Serena call him the foulest things on earth or accuse him of using her, he only thought of Ginny. He looked to the ground not even daring to look at anything else. He felt so dirty, so disgusted with himself. Ginny would have been disappointed in him, she would have hit and screamed at him if she knew that he kissed another woman. As the door slammed his breath caught in his throat. Another woman. He had touched another woman, some one who completely paled in comparison to his Ginny. Some slag that couldn't even hold a candle in the rain to her.
Draco stayed in that corner of his room for a long time, thinking about how low and weak he had become. How it was all Ginny's fault for leaving him, how it was all Potter's fault for teaching her how to leave. How he shouldn't have gone to the Burrow, he shouldn't have sat there with a family who took him in as their own. He shouldn't have been so bloody weak. How he shouldn't have talked to that bint first. How he missed Ginny so much he couldn't breathe.
Finally, after a few moments he breathed in and out heavily as the last 5 months came crashing down on him. She wasn't here, Ginny wasn't around to hold him and tell him that it was ok. That he was better than his father, how much she loved him was. That little sentence she left at the end of her letter wasn't enough for him. He needed Ginny, he could not live with out her by his side. Draco looked around the room like an animal trapped in a cage. He looked at the dresser with his engagement ring sitting on it. He quickly ran to it, slipping it on his finger. He looked at himself in the mirror for a long time, thinking about what he had become. How weak he felt since his father tried to kill him and his mother died. How Ginny had been there, she was what held him up, what let him live and now she was gone. Now she was gone.
He looked harshly at his dresser and with a yell he took the mirror in front of him and slammed it into the ground. It shattered into a million pieces as shards of glass flew all over the place. He felt a bit of satisfaction but Draco was nowhere near done. He then tipped over his dresser causing the items onto top to break and the back of his dresser to come off. He knocked over his lamps, the two other dressers, a few chairs and even his small bed. All while tear after tear fell down his face and the only word that escaped his lips was "Ginny."
After he finished, he felt that some of the anger that had been inside for so long was gone, he sighed. Wiping his eyes furiously he looked around his room at the mess he created. All but his clothes were ruined, yet it was easily fixable. He went back to the corner of the room he had been standing in earlier, and slid to the ground. Draco stared at his ring for a long time, feeling that even though he could never move on, Ginny would understand him. She would still kneel in front of him and kiss him as if nothing was wrong. Draco looked to where his bed used to be and saw a brown bottle lying on the ground. With a sense of loathing, he uncapped the bottle and began to drink deeply from it.
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Ginny sighed as she looked out into the ocean. The small waves crashed against the rocks and the wind blew harshly against her skin. It was a bad idea to come to the shore in the November without a robe. Yet some time completely alone was what she needed, away from Colin, away from her mates, away from Harry and especially away from Draco. She was too afraid to go back to camp, to pass his room and know that some other woman was in there with him. Ginny thought her heart had broken into a million pieces when Serenity…or what ever the hell her name had been, touched Draco in the pub. Ginny sniffed a bit, and wiped the tears falling down her face.
Slowly, she got up from her place on the soft earth and closed her eyes. Draco loved her, she knew this, Draco loved her so much she could some times feel it. Just because Draco may have…Ginny shuttered. No, she couldn't look at him the same if he slept with this girl. Ginny could take a lot of things, she could take his verbal beatings, his harsh treatment, his unfairness, even his physical beatings (not that it had ever come to that) but what she couldn't take was him touching some one else like he did her. Shaking her head, she began to make the journey back to the camp, which was about 4 miles away.
I have to think rationally, Ginny told her self about the 3rd mile. She had to think about her own self when Harry had left. Things had been so hard for her; Ginny would stay up nights and cry and cry, feeling as if the tears would never stop. She stopped eating, stopped doing her homework, she would only stare out the window, and waiting for an owl, or for Harry to come and take her away on his broom. Even when she had gone home to the Burrow for that summer, things didn't change much. She still didn't eat, she still didn't interact with her family who tried their best to comfort her, she only sat by the window. And it wasn't until the arrival of Draco came did she start to come out of her shell. He had been the first one to make her smile, with his little jokes about her being poor. She was sure at the time he was trying to cheer her up, when she laughed at him; he only stormed off like he was trying to be serious.
At the time, Ginny had given herself up to Draco. She would only let him be near her, only because he hated Harry, or so she had told herself. He made it seem like Harry had never been part of her life which was what she needed more than sympathy. For the rest of the summer Draco was at the Burrow almost every day, only because he was part of the Order and he needed to be there with Ron, Charlie, and her dad to talk about War things and what not. Yet he always made it a point to either stay late or come early, just to see Ginny. For a long time, Ginny saw this only as a friendship thing, he was turning a new leaf, and he wanted to start it by befriending his enemy's old girlfriend.
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When the young soldier reached the camp, it was 3 am. All she wanted to do was go to her tent and fall asleep, hoping that this would go away. The moon was full and shined brightly over the Firmus Adstringo, giving everything an eerie glow. Ginny stretched her arms over her head and yawned. This day had just been way too hectic for her. She was emotionally drained and her eyes hurt from crying so much. Rolling her head back, she made her way as quietly as she could.
As she passed her Commanders tent, she had to stop herself from looking in. She couldn't help but want to see if Draco really had betrayed her and their relationship. She stood out side for a long time, just debating to look in the window for just a moment. She was just about ready to make up her mind when some one pushed her, causing her to trip and fall to the ground.
Ginny groaned as she wiped the dirt from her face and turned around to see Draco standing there.
"I hate you." he said slowly, her head snapped up to look at him, "I hate you so much, there are times where I want to bloody kick the shit out of you." She rolled her eyes.
"Well, now you know what every one feels when they see you." She got up quickly as Draco moved closer to her.
"I'm tired of your mouth, Cache." He growled. " I am tired of all the you shit you cause around here…"
"Or are you tired from the shag you just had?" she snapped at him, "because that would be an entirely different tired."
All of a sudden, Draco threw something at her, which hit Ginny directly in her head. She yelled in pain and fell to the ground. Sitting up, she placed her hand where the thing had hit her, and felt something wet. She brought her hand to her face to see blood.
"Fucking Malfoy." Ginny groaned, "you made me bleed!" she yelled, holding her hand to her head.
"I'm glad." He growled. "I am so bloody glad." Ginny shook her head, not really hearing what he was saying, but picked up what he had thrown at her.
"Fire Whiskey." She looked at him. "You're pissed." The red-head said slowly.
Draco didn't say anything, only quickly got to her, and picked her up by her shirt collar. Ginny's heart was pounding in fear as his eyes glinted maliciously at her, his breath reeking with alcohol. She trembled violently as her love raised a fist to hit her. Closing her eyes, she prayed for a miracle.
"Mr. Malfoy." Said a voice from behind her. Ginny let out a breath and thanked Merlin for whoever had come "I would ask that you please let go of your solider." Draco glared at the soldier before dropping her harshly on the dirt. Ginny breathed in and out for a moment, before turning around to see who had stopped her murder.
"There we go, and I ask that you leave any beatings to the battle ground." came Albus Dumbledore looking at Ginny with sympathy.
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a/n: ohh! Thanks to all of you who have reviewed! And I hoped you all liked this chapter! I wrote it so quickly, I had this chapter in my head since I started this story! Ohh…I hope you like it!
and…on a sad note…I got my first flame! Yes, I know! but there always must be one hater in the party! Oh well!
Just a few notes…
Sazzy7:
Draco and Ginny interaction? Well, you won't get that for a few more chapters! Haha! I just love to torture you all!
Cosmoz:
Hehe…thank you for your words! I took them to heart! Thanks for reading!
Umkay lovies…I must be off! Happy Valentines Day! I hope your day goes well!
Love,
YvettE a.k.a Evy
Next Chapter:
Veritaserum Tests
Dumbledore gives a warning
Colin/Ginny
and
Draco finds out….
It's going to be fun!