A/N Thanks for the nice reviews. I finally got the nicer version of
Microsoft Word. So I can spell check things now. Aren't you all SOO happy?
Heh. And I got a new computer to take back with me to my house. There will
be more updates and less spelling errors. Especially now that there is more
order in my life. Not to say that everything is great but it's a lot
better. This is a long chapter but I hope you like it. REVIEW! Thnx.
She sat there on the floor, staring at it. It looked like she had done it. She wanted to keep it. The tear and the blood, so she rushed down the dark hallways to get to her room. She held her wrist up so the tear wouldn't fall.
Ginny looked around corners but didn't see anyone in sight. She ran up to the Gryffindor portrait and murmured the password. She took off her shoes, as not to make any noise, and climbed upstairs to her age-grouped room.
Ginny looked at all the girls asleep in their beds. She too was very tired. But she needed to do this now. Before she forgot it. Ginny lifted up the top of her trunk, and pulled out a very small vile with a cork top. She had fairy dust in this as a child, but had used it up when playing. She put the vile up to her wrist and let the teardrop fall in, and she scraped her wrist of the blood that Harry had left there. It filled up about a quarter of the way, and it began to light up, she held it in her hand so it wouldn't wake up the others. It glowed red and a puff a smoke filled the air.
'I guess there was a tiny bit left.'
She put the vile next to her knife in the cloth and climbed into bed.
Ginny pulled off her robes under the covers and threw it to the side. She sat awake for one last minute, listening to the wolves outside and thinking of what happened. She drifted off to sleep, wondering what the next day would bring.
/=======/
Draco tossed and turned. What had he just seen? Why did he care? All he remembers is that Ginny was too close to that...thing. Too close to the man he hated most. This wasn't a sisterly protection because he would know the difference. It was almost like... could he say it? Jealous.
In his mind it played over and over. Him leaning toward her. Her leaning toward him. He had to do something about it.
He sat up on his bed forcefully and put a science spell on the room. He screamed at the top of his lungs "I do not care for Ginny Weasly. I do not I do not I do not!'
Draco threw himself back onto the bed and grabbed his knife.
/=======/ Ginny woke up the happiest person alive. She was beaming to the brim of her nose. Should she feel this way? It was half past noon. She slept in way late. She didn't care. She was happy. And for once it was an everlasting happiness. Not temporary joy. How could she get over the fact that she had been kissed?
Ginny jumped out of bed with her fellow roommates looking at her weirdly. She did not push her way to the bathroom, she was patient and nothing bothered her in the slightest. She got her wish. Something in her life went so right.
Ginny grabbed the vile of blood and put it around a chain and stuck it around her neck. She made sure it stood out so again she wore all black and pulled it around her neck. Ginny put her hair back with a rubber band she had into a ponytail.
All the girls started whispering and saying things behind her back. She held onto her necklace the whole way out and down the stairs. Kids were running around and talking but still seemed to notice Ginny. Her newfound confidence blinded her. She wasn't aware of her stalkers.
"Look Ron, there she is. Lets go!"
Harry grabbed Hermiones arm.
"What gives Harry?"
"Don't you see her?"
"Yes, and why do you think I am directing you TOWARD her? Did you ever give that a thought?"
"No, don't you really see her?"
"What do you mean?"
"She's happy."
"So, what better time than now, look she's leaving."
"This sort of subject tends to bring people down, I think we should let her be. Don't ever bring it up."
"What ARE you saying? We just leave her to kill herself?"
"You don't know if she's suicidal. This is Ginny."
"I guess. But we can't ignore it forever."
"Just suppress it for now."
"Why do you care so much all of the sudden, I think...Harry? Where did you go?"
He had disappeared. No were in Hermione's sight.
/=======/
Ginny walked to the secret room to gloat. She sat on the same couch that started it all. She could see out the window at all the students enjoying their spring vacation.
Draco watched her beam with overwhelming joy. He watched as she looked in her pocket of the note she had taken in a class earlier in the week for memory spells. He watched her conjure up one. It was a fuzzy picture of her and Harry. He turned away. He didn't need to see more than he did last night. Draco remembered the spells he learned from Death Eater training. He thought he wouldn't use them on anyone but this was the time.
Ginny's spell vanished and she felt a presence behind her. She looked up and Draco. He had his hands on both sides of her head, and she felt like she was loosing control.
He had used a spell to tap into her mind.
Ginny fell into a sleep and he touched her head. He watched every bad dream she had ever had. She whimpered in her sleep. She didn't know he was at the side of every dream. He looked at her with those rain cloud eyes. He wanted to help, so he created a dream of his own.
Ginny would control herself in this dream. It was her memory of Harry. She knew this because she started out the same.
'I'm dreaming. But how do I know? Cool! I can do things I normally cant.'
She thought of Hermione and she proofed in.
"Ginny we need to talk! Come here!"
"Go to hell Hermione!"
Then she disappeared.
Ginny followed the lights of the torches to where Harry was. Or, where he should have been. She tried to think him into her dream, but it didn't work.
"Looking for me?"
"Oh Harry!"
She turned around to find Draco standing there.
"Your not supposed to be here."
"Is this what you wanted?"
He leaned in and kissed her forcefully but she didn't back out. He pushed up against her, she had to admit, it was a lot more passionate than Harry's.
Draco held her tighter as if she was going to fall. She was almost suffocating against him, but she couldn't have breathed either way. Her arms were on his shoulder because she wasn't expecting this.
He let go of her mouth but not her body.
"Tell me Ginny."
"Tell you what?"
"Tell me you felt that. Tell me I was better."
"What?"
"I saw you and Harry, I can't stand it."
"Ok now I know this is a dream."
"Its real Gin. I can't explain it to you in words. So I thought better in some sort of action."
"Time to wake up Ginny, time to wake on wake yourself up!"
Ginny squinted her eyes and tried to wake up. It didn't work. She wasn't in a real dream. Just a mind alter. He makes what he wants, and so does she. With the exception of the person in charge, they get the most overall control.
Draco turned away. He kissed her again aggressively and very rough as if he was trying to make his face fit in her mouth.
"Stop stop I cant take it. I'm sleeping. Its not real."
"Don't be so sure."
Ginny looked puzzled. Ginny opened her eyes to find Draco above her on the couch kissing her. She put her arms around his neck and kissed him back. This time not caring how well she was doing, but by going on reflex. He lifted himself up on to his palms for more support. She felt his body but she couldn't believe this was all real. He lifted up for one second to look at her. They both took a breath.
"Ginny, I..." he moved his hands down to her hips and she pushed him off.
"Ginny wait please!"
She put her robes back on and went to leave.
"I see how it is, you couldn't find anyone so you had to choose me. Well this isn't going to happen. Well what you think was going to happen."
He grabbed Ginny's shirt and pulled toward him and held her tight.
"Let me go!" She squirmed and couldn't get out.
"Say it."
"NO! Never!"
He let go and she ran down the stairs crying and out of the room.
Draco looked down at one of the steps and saw a broken chain with a pendent with a red liquid inside. He lifted it up and it glowed. He looked out where she had ran away and then stuck the pendant in his pocket. Still grasping it and breathing hard.
She sat there on the floor, staring at it. It looked like she had done it. She wanted to keep it. The tear and the blood, so she rushed down the dark hallways to get to her room. She held her wrist up so the tear wouldn't fall.
Ginny looked around corners but didn't see anyone in sight. She ran up to the Gryffindor portrait and murmured the password. She took off her shoes, as not to make any noise, and climbed upstairs to her age-grouped room.
Ginny looked at all the girls asleep in their beds. She too was very tired. But she needed to do this now. Before she forgot it. Ginny lifted up the top of her trunk, and pulled out a very small vile with a cork top. She had fairy dust in this as a child, but had used it up when playing. She put the vile up to her wrist and let the teardrop fall in, and she scraped her wrist of the blood that Harry had left there. It filled up about a quarter of the way, and it began to light up, she held it in her hand so it wouldn't wake up the others. It glowed red and a puff a smoke filled the air.
'I guess there was a tiny bit left.'
She put the vile next to her knife in the cloth and climbed into bed.
Ginny pulled off her robes under the covers and threw it to the side. She sat awake for one last minute, listening to the wolves outside and thinking of what happened. She drifted off to sleep, wondering what the next day would bring.
/=======/
Draco tossed and turned. What had he just seen? Why did he care? All he remembers is that Ginny was too close to that...thing. Too close to the man he hated most. This wasn't a sisterly protection because he would know the difference. It was almost like... could he say it? Jealous.
In his mind it played over and over. Him leaning toward her. Her leaning toward him. He had to do something about it.
He sat up on his bed forcefully and put a science spell on the room. He screamed at the top of his lungs "I do not care for Ginny Weasly. I do not I do not I do not!'
Draco threw himself back onto the bed and grabbed his knife.
/=======/ Ginny woke up the happiest person alive. She was beaming to the brim of her nose. Should she feel this way? It was half past noon. She slept in way late. She didn't care. She was happy. And for once it was an everlasting happiness. Not temporary joy. How could she get over the fact that she had been kissed?
Ginny jumped out of bed with her fellow roommates looking at her weirdly. She did not push her way to the bathroom, she was patient and nothing bothered her in the slightest. She got her wish. Something in her life went so right.
Ginny grabbed the vile of blood and put it around a chain and stuck it around her neck. She made sure it stood out so again she wore all black and pulled it around her neck. Ginny put her hair back with a rubber band she had into a ponytail.
All the girls started whispering and saying things behind her back. She held onto her necklace the whole way out and down the stairs. Kids were running around and talking but still seemed to notice Ginny. Her newfound confidence blinded her. She wasn't aware of her stalkers.
"Look Ron, there she is. Lets go!"
Harry grabbed Hermiones arm.
"What gives Harry?"
"Don't you see her?"
"Yes, and why do you think I am directing you TOWARD her? Did you ever give that a thought?"
"No, don't you really see her?"
"What do you mean?"
"She's happy."
"So, what better time than now, look she's leaving."
"This sort of subject tends to bring people down, I think we should let her be. Don't ever bring it up."
"What ARE you saying? We just leave her to kill herself?"
"You don't know if she's suicidal. This is Ginny."
"I guess. But we can't ignore it forever."
"Just suppress it for now."
"Why do you care so much all of the sudden, I think...Harry? Where did you go?"
He had disappeared. No were in Hermione's sight.
/=======/
Ginny walked to the secret room to gloat. She sat on the same couch that started it all. She could see out the window at all the students enjoying their spring vacation.
Draco watched her beam with overwhelming joy. He watched as she looked in her pocket of the note she had taken in a class earlier in the week for memory spells. He watched her conjure up one. It was a fuzzy picture of her and Harry. He turned away. He didn't need to see more than he did last night. Draco remembered the spells he learned from Death Eater training. He thought he wouldn't use them on anyone but this was the time.
Ginny's spell vanished and she felt a presence behind her. She looked up and Draco. He had his hands on both sides of her head, and she felt like she was loosing control.
He had used a spell to tap into her mind.
Ginny fell into a sleep and he touched her head. He watched every bad dream she had ever had. She whimpered in her sleep. She didn't know he was at the side of every dream. He looked at her with those rain cloud eyes. He wanted to help, so he created a dream of his own.
Ginny would control herself in this dream. It was her memory of Harry. She knew this because she started out the same.
'I'm dreaming. But how do I know? Cool! I can do things I normally cant.'
She thought of Hermione and she proofed in.
"Ginny we need to talk! Come here!"
"Go to hell Hermione!"
Then she disappeared.
Ginny followed the lights of the torches to where Harry was. Or, where he should have been. She tried to think him into her dream, but it didn't work.
"Looking for me?"
"Oh Harry!"
She turned around to find Draco standing there.
"Your not supposed to be here."
"Is this what you wanted?"
He leaned in and kissed her forcefully but she didn't back out. He pushed up against her, she had to admit, it was a lot more passionate than Harry's.
Draco held her tighter as if she was going to fall. She was almost suffocating against him, but she couldn't have breathed either way. Her arms were on his shoulder because she wasn't expecting this.
He let go of her mouth but not her body.
"Tell me Ginny."
"Tell you what?"
"Tell me you felt that. Tell me I was better."
"What?"
"I saw you and Harry, I can't stand it."
"Ok now I know this is a dream."
"Its real Gin. I can't explain it to you in words. So I thought better in some sort of action."
"Time to wake up Ginny, time to wake on wake yourself up!"
Ginny squinted her eyes and tried to wake up. It didn't work. She wasn't in a real dream. Just a mind alter. He makes what he wants, and so does she. With the exception of the person in charge, they get the most overall control.
Draco turned away. He kissed her again aggressively and very rough as if he was trying to make his face fit in her mouth.
"Stop stop I cant take it. I'm sleeping. Its not real."
"Don't be so sure."
Ginny looked puzzled. Ginny opened her eyes to find Draco above her on the couch kissing her. She put her arms around his neck and kissed him back. This time not caring how well she was doing, but by going on reflex. He lifted himself up on to his palms for more support. She felt his body but she couldn't believe this was all real. He lifted up for one second to look at her. They both took a breath.
"Ginny, I..." he moved his hands down to her hips and she pushed him off.
"Ginny wait please!"
She put her robes back on and went to leave.
"I see how it is, you couldn't find anyone so you had to choose me. Well this isn't going to happen. Well what you think was going to happen."
He grabbed Ginny's shirt and pulled toward him and held her tight.
"Let me go!" She squirmed and couldn't get out.
"Say it."
"NO! Never!"
He let go and she ran down the stairs crying and out of the room.
Draco looked down at one of the steps and saw a broken chain with a pendent with a red liquid inside. He lifted it up and it glowed. He looked out where she had ran away and then stuck the pendant in his pocket. Still grasping it and breathing hard.