Discalmer: I don't own Harry Potter
Narcissa Malfoy stood there smiling as her husband, Lucious, took another blow at Draco, their son, with his cane. Draco got up from the ground and looked at his grinning mother. Their eyes locked and the hate he saw there caused him to bare the beating even more. Again he felt his fathers cane upon his back sending him crashing to the ground, but he didn't cry out in pain in fact he made no sign that this "punishment" was hurting him at all. He just kept standing again and again until his father was finished.
When he was finished Draco waited as his parents departed, until he would lay back down on the ground. His body was bloody and broken. By now he was sure his ankle and arm we crushed. Nothing magic can't heal he thought. Slowly he got up making sure not to put pressure on his right ankle. He looked up at the flights of stairs he would be soon climbing.
With a sigh he began his journey. When almost to the first floor he looked back and saw the trail of blood he had left behind. He turned away hearing the pop of the house Elf apperating to clean the mess made. He stopped again to look at his reflection. There were many cuts and bruise made today. But only one got to him. It was the cut going to a slant over his eye. He reached up and touched it, bring his hand back down to see the blood on his fingers, and with that he back handed the mirror and walked away as it shattered.
When he got to his room on the third floor, he fell onto his bed. Grabbing for his wand he began to mend the broken bones and cuts to leave no mark of the abuse. The pain was all still there until he felt a warmth on his shoulder.
Draco opened his eyes from the dream that made him relive his summer. But he had never felt the warmth on his shoulder. He looked around seeing no one in the compartment with him. His gaze traveled a little more until he looked to the window.
There stood a young girl about the age of sixteen. She had flaming red hair and deep brown eyes. He looked at her but she didn't look at him. She was to busy talking to another person. Wait he thought, that's Harry Potter. But that didn't seem to bother him this much. What got to him was the fact that the girl seemed to calm him.
Soon after she moved away. His head slowly began to sting. mainly where his father had left the long scar over his eye. He winced slightly then stood up to go look for the trolley. Even though he wasn't that hungry, he just needed to get his mind off things. He looked out the train window seeing as now rain was pounding against the window pane. He stopped and watched the silver droplets cling to the window. Remembering another day at home.
"Draco, come with me, now!" Lucious demanded.
He followed close behind him. Rain was pounding against the manner. He followed him down to Lusious' study. He pointed for Draco to take a seat. He threw a letter down at him. Draco looked down seeing it was his Hogwarts letter. He opened in and began to read it.
Dear Mr. Malfoy,
We are pleased to inform you that you are our new Head Boy. You will be joined by Miss. Granger. Seeing as you and her have the best grades in your year. But you will be joined by Miss. Weasley since she has the highest grades in the school besides Miss. Granger and yourself. We are looking forward to your return.
Sincerly,
Albus Dumbledore Draco handed the not back to his father and shrugged. He didn't see why his father was so angry. He glared at Draco the walked over by his side.
"Do you see the problem?" He asked.
"No sir, I would have to say I don't." Draco spat. With that he felt the back of his fathers hand hit his face. Draco looked up to him.
"How is it you didn't better grades then the littlest Weasley?" He asked.
"I don't know father, maybe because she has nothing better to do then to study all summer." Draco said.
"Well then Draco you must start studying harder." Lucious said walking over to get his cane from the door. He took a hold of it and slammed it down on Draco's arm. "Get up." He hissed.
Draco stood and Lucious started once again to beat him. Draco hated going home for the summer. He couldn't wait to get out of Malfoy Manner.
"Any thing to eat dear?" Draco turned around to see the old witch. He handed her some money and took a couple of chocolate frogs. He went back to his compartment seeing now he wouldn't be alone. The read head was back.
"Excuse me?" He said. "Why are you in here?" She looked up to him, an he couldn't help but regret what he had just said.
"Sorry , I can leave." She stood up but Draco stood in her way.
"No you don't have to leave. You can stay here if you like." He said and she nodded and took a seat on the opposite of Draco. A sudden calm came over his when her eyes locked with his. The peace felt good to him.
"Why are you looking at me that way?" she asked.
"What is your name?" He asked.
"You didn't answer my question. And my name is Ginny." She answered.
" I know I didn't since I have no answer to give you.....Ginny." He answered smirking.
"Well that's.....never mind. What's your name?" Ginny asked.
"I'm Draco, You can finish what you were going to say." He said.
"I rather not." She said turning her head to look out the window, and she closed her eyes.
As she slept he looked her over. She was pretty he would giver the that. She had an angel like face and the was she did her hair reminded him of a halo. It wasn't so flaming red in this light. It was more of and auburn. She had fair skin and it looked soft.
Draco reached over and brushed his hand over her arm, careful not to wake her. He moved back now watching her as her chest would rise and fall. He knew they would be coming up to the school soon, but he didn't wish to wake her up. The train came to a halt, and Draco stood up tapping her lightly on the shoulder.
"Ginny, wake up." She looked up and him and jumped. She then nodded and got up. As she was walking out she turned around.
"It was nice meeting you." She said giving him a slight smile, then she walked out. Draco smiled back and followed after her. He didn't get to close to her, yet he kept her in sight. But it finally came to the point he would have to get into a carriage.
Draco looked around when he got into the Great Hall. He couldn't seem to find the girl he was now calling Angel. He looked all over until he spotted her sitting by the glory trio. Why is she sitting with them he thought. And he saw the Weasel hug her. Was the beautiful girl dating the Weasley King, he wondered. He slowly went to his table not taking his eyes of her. He saw the Weasley glare at him a couple times then he got up stomping to where Draco was.
"What is your problem Weasel King?" Draco smirked.
"I was about to ask you the same question Malferret." Ron said.
"Oh well I have no problems. You seem to have enough problems for the both of us."
"Shove it Malfoy." He said. " Oh yeah and if you don't mind, stop staring at my sister." He said walking away.
Draco looked over to Angel. That is the youngest Weasley? He sat there in shock. How could that pretty girl be a...........Weasley? that was the second Head Girl. The one he would be working beside. That was girl that calmed him. Why did she have to be a Weasley?
"Welcome all this year at Hogwarts." The headmaster said standing up. "We are sure this year will be a good one. All must remember that the Dark Forest is still forbidden." He went on forever before he started the feast.
Draco ate and talked to his class mates but it was only half hearted. He had to much on his mind. The main thing was sharing the Head commons room with the Mudblood and Angel It was going to be odd living with them. He wondered now if she knew all of who he was, or did she know before?
He looked over to the Gryffindor's and caught Hermione's eye. She was standing up so was Angel. It must be time to go up to our dorms he thought. He got up and told the prefects to go to there houses. Then met up with Granger at the door.
"Granger." Draco said with a nod.
"Malfoy." She did the same. Then came to Ginny.
"Ginny." Draco said smiling at her.
"Malfoy." She said looking over to Hermione.
"You know I don't care if you want to call me Draco." He said walking toward the Head Dorms. Hermione's mouth fell open and Ginny just stared. "Well girls are you coming or not?" They walked on catching up to him in no time.
The common area was decorated in silver and garnet, it was quite cozy. Draco sat on one of the couches and closed his eyes. Hermione glared at him.
"Come on Gin lets go to bed." She said "I'll be there in a minute. Wait don't we have out own rooms?" She asked
"Oh yeah well good-night girl." She said slipping into her own room. Draco heard Ginny's light steps as she walked over.
"Why do you want me to call you Draco? You don't let my family or friends call you that." She sat down in the chair next to the fire place. The glow creating a shadow on her face.
"You called me Draco on the train why should you change now?" He answered.
"Well i guess that's a good enough reason." She said now bring up a book. He watched her as she began to read. He knew they had to have sat there fifteen minutes in silence until she spoke. "Why are you watching me?" She asked not even looking up.
"No reason. Why is it bothering you?" Draco smirked.
"Yes it is, could you please stop." She turned to look at him.
"Sure." He got up and walk toward his room. "Good-night Ginny." He said giving her a wave.
"Night." She called back.
He could feel the depression wash over him, as he entered his room and closed the door. The feel of pain and loneliness. He laid down but didn't sleep, afraid he would dream. He laid there listening to the sounds of the old castle. All its creaks. he heard the House-elf's pop in the clean the commons area. Once they left he got up and looked at the clock. it was three in the morning. He walked out in the commons the fire still burning bright. He looked over to the chair seeing Angel sleeping there. He smiled and walked back in his room and got two blankets. He draped one over he and one over himself on the couch. By now he felt good enough now to sleep.
Narcissa Malfoy stood there smiling as her husband, Lucious, took another blow at Draco, their son, with his cane. Draco got up from the ground and looked at his grinning mother. Their eyes locked and the hate he saw there caused him to bare the beating even more. Again he felt his fathers cane upon his back sending him crashing to the ground, but he didn't cry out in pain in fact he made no sign that this "punishment" was hurting him at all. He just kept standing again and again until his father was finished.
When he was finished Draco waited as his parents departed, until he would lay back down on the ground. His body was bloody and broken. By now he was sure his ankle and arm we crushed. Nothing magic can't heal he thought. Slowly he got up making sure not to put pressure on his right ankle. He looked up at the flights of stairs he would be soon climbing.
With a sigh he began his journey. When almost to the first floor he looked back and saw the trail of blood he had left behind. He turned away hearing the pop of the house Elf apperating to clean the mess made. He stopped again to look at his reflection. There were many cuts and bruise made today. But only one got to him. It was the cut going to a slant over his eye. He reached up and touched it, bring his hand back down to see the blood on his fingers, and with that he back handed the mirror and walked away as it shattered.
When he got to his room on the third floor, he fell onto his bed. Grabbing for his wand he began to mend the broken bones and cuts to leave no mark of the abuse. The pain was all still there until he felt a warmth on his shoulder.
Draco opened his eyes from the dream that made him relive his summer. But he had never felt the warmth on his shoulder. He looked around seeing no one in the compartment with him. His gaze traveled a little more until he looked to the window.
There stood a young girl about the age of sixteen. She had flaming red hair and deep brown eyes. He looked at her but she didn't look at him. She was to busy talking to another person. Wait he thought, that's Harry Potter. But that didn't seem to bother him this much. What got to him was the fact that the girl seemed to calm him.
Soon after she moved away. His head slowly began to sting. mainly where his father had left the long scar over his eye. He winced slightly then stood up to go look for the trolley. Even though he wasn't that hungry, he just needed to get his mind off things. He looked out the train window seeing as now rain was pounding against the window pane. He stopped and watched the silver droplets cling to the window. Remembering another day at home.
"Draco, come with me, now!" Lucious demanded.
He followed close behind him. Rain was pounding against the manner. He followed him down to Lusious' study. He pointed for Draco to take a seat. He threw a letter down at him. Draco looked down seeing it was his Hogwarts letter. He opened in and began to read it.
Dear Mr. Malfoy,
We are pleased to inform you that you are our new Head Boy. You will be joined by Miss. Granger. Seeing as you and her have the best grades in your year. But you will be joined by Miss. Weasley since she has the highest grades in the school besides Miss. Granger and yourself. We are looking forward to your return.
Sincerly,
Albus Dumbledore Draco handed the not back to his father and shrugged. He didn't see why his father was so angry. He glared at Draco the walked over by his side.
"Do you see the problem?" He asked.
"No sir, I would have to say I don't." Draco spat. With that he felt the back of his fathers hand hit his face. Draco looked up to him.
"How is it you didn't better grades then the littlest Weasley?" He asked.
"I don't know father, maybe because she has nothing better to do then to study all summer." Draco said.
"Well then Draco you must start studying harder." Lucious said walking over to get his cane from the door. He took a hold of it and slammed it down on Draco's arm. "Get up." He hissed.
Draco stood and Lucious started once again to beat him. Draco hated going home for the summer. He couldn't wait to get out of Malfoy Manner.
"Any thing to eat dear?" Draco turned around to see the old witch. He handed her some money and took a couple of chocolate frogs. He went back to his compartment seeing now he wouldn't be alone. The read head was back.
"Excuse me?" He said. "Why are you in here?" She looked up to him, an he couldn't help but regret what he had just said.
"Sorry , I can leave." She stood up but Draco stood in her way.
"No you don't have to leave. You can stay here if you like." He said and she nodded and took a seat on the opposite of Draco. A sudden calm came over his when her eyes locked with his. The peace felt good to him.
"Why are you looking at me that way?" she asked.
"What is your name?" He asked.
"You didn't answer my question. And my name is Ginny." She answered.
" I know I didn't since I have no answer to give you.....Ginny." He answered smirking.
"Well that's.....never mind. What's your name?" Ginny asked.
"I'm Draco, You can finish what you were going to say." He said.
"I rather not." She said turning her head to look out the window, and she closed her eyes.
As she slept he looked her over. She was pretty he would giver the that. She had an angel like face and the was she did her hair reminded him of a halo. It wasn't so flaming red in this light. It was more of and auburn. She had fair skin and it looked soft.
Draco reached over and brushed his hand over her arm, careful not to wake her. He moved back now watching her as her chest would rise and fall. He knew they would be coming up to the school soon, but he didn't wish to wake her up. The train came to a halt, and Draco stood up tapping her lightly on the shoulder.
"Ginny, wake up." She looked up and him and jumped. She then nodded and got up. As she was walking out she turned around.
"It was nice meeting you." She said giving him a slight smile, then she walked out. Draco smiled back and followed after her. He didn't get to close to her, yet he kept her in sight. But it finally came to the point he would have to get into a carriage.
Draco looked around when he got into the Great Hall. He couldn't seem to find the girl he was now calling Angel. He looked all over until he spotted her sitting by the glory trio. Why is she sitting with them he thought. And he saw the Weasel hug her. Was the beautiful girl dating the Weasley King, he wondered. He slowly went to his table not taking his eyes of her. He saw the Weasley glare at him a couple times then he got up stomping to where Draco was.
"What is your problem Weasel King?" Draco smirked.
"I was about to ask you the same question Malferret." Ron said.
"Oh well I have no problems. You seem to have enough problems for the both of us."
"Shove it Malfoy." He said. " Oh yeah and if you don't mind, stop staring at my sister." He said walking away.
Draco looked over to Angel. That is the youngest Weasley? He sat there in shock. How could that pretty girl be a...........Weasley? that was the second Head Girl. The one he would be working beside. That was girl that calmed him. Why did she have to be a Weasley?
"Welcome all this year at Hogwarts." The headmaster said standing up. "We are sure this year will be a good one. All must remember that the Dark Forest is still forbidden." He went on forever before he started the feast.
Draco ate and talked to his class mates but it was only half hearted. He had to much on his mind. The main thing was sharing the Head commons room with the Mudblood and Angel It was going to be odd living with them. He wondered now if she knew all of who he was, or did she know before?
He looked over to the Gryffindor's and caught Hermione's eye. She was standing up so was Angel. It must be time to go up to our dorms he thought. He got up and told the prefects to go to there houses. Then met up with Granger at the door.
"Granger." Draco said with a nod.
"Malfoy." She did the same. Then came to Ginny.
"Ginny." Draco said smiling at her.
"Malfoy." She said looking over to Hermione.
"You know I don't care if you want to call me Draco." He said walking toward the Head Dorms. Hermione's mouth fell open and Ginny just stared. "Well girls are you coming or not?" They walked on catching up to him in no time.
The common area was decorated in silver and garnet, it was quite cozy. Draco sat on one of the couches and closed his eyes. Hermione glared at him.
"Come on Gin lets go to bed." She said "I'll be there in a minute. Wait don't we have out own rooms?" She asked
"Oh yeah well good-night girl." She said slipping into her own room. Draco heard Ginny's light steps as she walked over.
"Why do you want me to call you Draco? You don't let my family or friends call you that." She sat down in the chair next to the fire place. The glow creating a shadow on her face.
"You called me Draco on the train why should you change now?" He answered.
"Well i guess that's a good enough reason." She said now bring up a book. He watched her as she began to read. He knew they had to have sat there fifteen minutes in silence until she spoke. "Why are you watching me?" She asked not even looking up.
"No reason. Why is it bothering you?" Draco smirked.
"Yes it is, could you please stop." She turned to look at him.
"Sure." He got up and walk toward his room. "Good-night Ginny." He said giving her a wave.
"Night." She called back.
He could feel the depression wash over him, as he entered his room and closed the door. The feel of pain and loneliness. He laid down but didn't sleep, afraid he would dream. He laid there listening to the sounds of the old castle. All its creaks. he heard the House-elf's pop in the clean the commons area. Once they left he got up and looked at the clock. it was three in the morning. He walked out in the commons the fire still burning bright. He looked over to the chair seeing Angel sleeping there. He smiled and walked back in his room and got two blankets. He draped one over he and one over himself on the couch. By now he felt good enough now to sleep.