She heard Draco's voice whisper something to her, some latin word she supposed. She felt her eyelids grow heavy, what had he done to her? She felt herself drift off.

She awoke the next morning, light shining through the Willow's branches. She sat up, shaking leaves off her. She glanced around for Draco, and quickly found the silvery blonde haired boy. He sat by the creek, washing fresh cuts and bruises.

"Draco.. what..?" She got up and stretched, then walked over next to him.

Draco didn't even look at her, he just kept splashing water on his arms and legs. His shirt and robes layed on a rock not to far away.

"I lied about there not being any monsters in these woods."

"Draco, did your father do that to you?" She questioned, pointing to his gashes. While she waited for him to speak, she walked over to his clothes. With a flick of her wand, the clothes threw themself in the creek and rung themselves dry, getting blood stains out.

"No, no. He might as well have though. It was one of his...pets." He dunked his head in the water, ridding his hair of specks of blood and dirt.

"Don't do that, it only gets it more in your hair," she said, watching him. He raised an eyebrow, so she quickly replied, "Believe me. Just do." She walked over to him and put his head in the water, rubbing her hands over his hair, in between every strand of hair. Soon enough, she was done, his head was drenched, and his hair was blonder than ever.

Draco studied her for a moment, opened his mouth to speak, then closed it again. He stood up, slipped on his shirt, and threw his robe at Ginny, "Wear that. You'll get cold when we near the house, it's always cold...always."

She nodded, and slipped on his robe. It smelled of wintergreen and mint. A strange tingly feeling ran through her. (A/N: its LUURRRVVEEEE. Lmao that was random)

They walked side by side through the green foilage, after about 20 minutes walking, they were about a quidditch fields distance from the house. Ginny had a confused look on her face, it always seemed they were almost there, but the house never really seemed to get closer.

Draco held his hand out in front of her, forcing her to halt. With one swift movement, he scooped her up and placed her over his shoulder. She gasped and stuggled a bit, but he held her firm as he began walking towards the house again.

I'm being carried by Draco, I'm being carried by Draco, I'm being carried by Draco, I'm being carried by Draco, But I'm ok, But I'm ok, But I'm ok, But I'm ok..

"Stop that." Draco snapped angrily.

"Stop what?" Ginny asked, confused.

"Stop repeating things!"

"But...I'm not."

"Yes, you are. Something about me carrying you and your okay."

"Draco, I was thinking that..."

Draco quieted down, adjusted the girl on his shoulder so she wouldn't slip.

Draco?

"Yes?"

"Draco..I didn't say anything..but I thought something..and you heard it..and now I'm really freaked out.."

"That usually doesn't happen with people I barely know..."

"You mean, you knew you could do this?"

"Only with my mother." She felt him put her down, they were standing at the house's back door, "I had to carry you or the alarms would go off."

She didn't care why he carried her. "How..long could you hear me...?"

"Hear you? Thought wise? Hm, I heard 'Grr, if I hadn't gotten hot in the train, I'd have my robes to keep me warm..' last night." he replied casually, tapping his wand to the door, it automatically sprung open.

"Uuhh..what else did you hear? Anything before that?" She said, embarrased.

Draco turned to her, a small mischivious smile appearing on his face as he said in a high pitched voice, "'I thought we liked Draco?' 'For Today.'. So, still like me today Ginny? Or was that for yesterday only?"

She was bright pink in her head, but she shrugged him off like she didn't care. "Maybe."

Draco smirked, "Come on, Ginny. Or should I be calling you 'Weasly' now that you might not like me?"

With out waiting for a reply, he grabbed her by the wrist and dragged her into a large empty kitchen.

Ginny wrenched her arm from his grasp, "Why is the kitchen empty? I thought you would have house elves."

"We only have three, and I bet you anything they are off cleaning up mother and fathers room. Come on, this way." He opened a door in corner of the kitchen, revealing a stone stairway.

She followed close behind him, not wanting to get lost in this huge house. Soon, she heard some voices and some loud noises. She shuddered, only imagining what could be happening...

"I doubt that's happening, Ginny," he said, reading her mind.

"Stop it" Ginny snapped, she felt so...violated.

"I'm not doing anything, perhaps i you i should stop thinking so loud."

He stepped off to the right, sitting on a stool, "Come. Sit. Yes, on my lap. No, I am nto going to feel you up. This stool is enchanted, it'll make us appear as just shadows until who ever is in there leaves. I charmed the stool last summer. Oh and, Don't speak. Think. I'm sure if I try I can...erm...think back to you."

Why'd you charm it? So you could make out with girls and not have anyone notice?

Oh yes, thats why. Draco thought sarcastically, In all honesty, I just like being unseen.

She smiled. Okay, I know we can't be seen, but can you see me? Just curious.

Um..no Suddenly she felt someones hand touch her...intimately. Oops, sorry, thought that was your hand. His thoughts sounding very amused.

She rolled her eyes, and then, for some reason, she thought she felt something touch her hair. Draco, are you touching my hair? No answer. DRACO!! Still no reply. Draco?! She wouldn't turn around. Either Draco was waiting for her to turn around to play a trick, or it was Voldermort and she was about to die.

Turn Around Draco thought seriously. She was ruining all of his fun.

She sighed (Lower your sighs, Ginny)and turned around.

She saw nothing, but felt a pair of hands around her waist. My dads coming. Don't Move.

She heard steps echo through the hall, storming right past them.

We could go now and make a rescue attempt....or we could stay here and snog. I don't like Potter much.

Hmm, snog someone who's treated me like crap for years, or save someone who's treated me like gold forever? I think we should go save Potter now.

Potter? He questioned. Hah, she was hanging around with him too much.

I mean..Harry..

Sooner or later you'll see things my way, then I'll take you to my private dorms and we....

Enough! Ginny snapped.

Fine, come on. He placed her hand on her shoulder, steering her deeper into the stone cellars. We are almost at the prisoner containment unit, would you like me to carry you so you don't have to look til we know if they're alright or not?

Would you..really?

If I didn't mean it, why would I bother wasting my breath?

You weren't speaking so I doubt you were wasting your breath.

You knew what I meant He thought, annoyed, as he picked her up gently. His left arm under her knees, his right supporting her neck.

She closed her eyes the whole way, and when they weren't closed, she was looking behind Draco; their house was like the reptile house at the zoo..there were carvings of snakes everywhere.

"I can't see anything." Draco murmered, "Call out their names."

"Draco, are you thinking straight? If Voldemort hears me, or if your dad does, it could get us killed!"

"Oh come off it Gin, do you honostly think Voldemort would be hanging around here? To dangerous right now, and we saw my dad leave. Going to go shag some slut or something. Now do as I say." He ordered.

"Harry? H-Hermione?" She shouted. She looked up at him, and he didn't look..normal.

All of a sudden he bolted with her still in his arms. He ran into one of the cells, dropping ginny abruptly.

Quiet Gin. Look Behind You.

She did as she was told, her butt sore from the fall, there were two figures, held to the wall by shackles like in those old muggle horror movies Mr. Weasly loved to watch.

She nearly screamed when she got a better look at the two; it was Hermione and Harry, asleep (or knocked out).

"No, they're not dead," he whispered. She nodded, and backed up, her face questioning 'what now?'

"Okay Gin, I am going to give you very important instructions, I need you to do exactly as I say." She nodded and he continued, "I need you to conjure two hovering stretchers, and get those two on them. I'll go up and create a distraction, you'll know it when you hear it. Then I need you to run down this hall, make no turns. None. Straight up the stairs, and out the kitchen door into the woods. Hide. I'll find you, I promise." Draco eyes were emotionless, face hard as stone, "Do you understand?"

She nodded, but whispered a timid, "Why are you putting yourself in danger like this?"

"Because I'm a horny bastard who would do anything for a nice shag from a pretty redhead?" He smirked then turned serious, "I don't know."

She looked at her feet. "Just...don't get yourself killed, okay.."

"Don't be silly, I'm a sly slytherin not some courageous Gryffindor. Its none of your concern anyway. You're getting what you wanted. Potter and Granger. Alright, I have to go." With out a backwards glance he ran down the hall. It seemed like ages before anything happened, but then he heard a woman scream, "Help! Lucious Help!"

shortly followed by the slamming of several doors and loud pops.

With a large wave of her wand, two floating stretchers appeared. She conjured a spell her mum taught her: making keys to fit locks exactly. She got both of them on it, and then she made the stretchers follow her as she ran as fast as possible out of the house.

When she got into the woods, she layed on the floor and breathed heavily, trying to catch her breath.

Draco, I'm out, get out safe, she thought, hoping he could hear her though they were a while away.

Ginny... His voice echoed through her head, so very faint, Wake up Granger. Revive her somehow, she can apparate. I can't make it right now. Oh fuck.wake her up.

She tried throwing water on her, she tried throwing acorns at her, she even tried yelling "There's a test! Hurry up!" but nothing worked, until she rememebered..Soon, she created the smell of pasty to fill Hermione's lungs. Soon, she awoke and screeched, "Ginny! Oh, my gosh! You have no idea--"

"No time for talk! Apparate us to Hogsmeade!"

Hermione nodded dumbly, noticing for the first time how much her head hurt, she put her arm around ginny and Harry, who still laid unconcious. With a pop, the landed not-so-gracefully in the middle of a Hogsmeade Street, search parties consisting of teachers, prefects and villagers searching the streets for the missing teenagers.

"Dumbledore!" Ginny said, running up to her headmaster. "Me and Draco went to his house, we got Hermione and Harry! Hermione's awake, but Harry's still out. Anyway, I think Draco's in trouble, he was a 'distraction', and now..he told me to go on without him, basically.."

Dumbldor frowned, looking very concerned, then in a strong voice that caught everyones attention with out the need of being loud he said, "Will all wizarding police in the area be so kind as to accompany me to Malfoy Manor?"

With out waiting for a reply, Dumbldor disapparated, several others following after him.

Ginny looked, as she saw Hermione being suffocated by one of Ron's wild hugs. Hermione smiled, and kissed him on the cheek. Mrs. Weasley was there, and she, too, gave Hermione a crazy hug. It seemed as though the whole Weasley clan was there, except Mr. Weasley. Fred and George took turns squeezing Hermione, though Ginny noticed Fred got red during his hug.

Madama Pomfery was reviving Harry, Ginny hadn't seen where the nurse had come from, but there she was.

"Oh, you wouldn't believe all that happened" Hermione sobbed.

"And all within 24 hours" Harry croaked imbetween gulps of potion Madame Pomfery was forcing into him, "Why aren't you giving any of this to Hermione?"

"Is she attached to a stretcher, breathing raspy, short breaths? No? There we go," Madame Pomfery snipped. Ginny couldn't pay attention; she was too worried about Draco.

Professor Mcgonnagal emerged from a crowd of onlookers, "You lot need to get back to the castle immediatly. Mr.'s and Ms. Weasly, I assume you can assist Madame Pomfery in escorting Mr. Potter and Ms. Granger to the hospital wing?"

"Proffessor," Ginny said, whispering quietly, "Have they found anything about Draco?"

"I'm afread they have yet to find Mr. Malfoy, they do have his father in custody however..." The older woman said carefully, walking along side her student towards the castle.

"That was fast..." Ron said slowly.

"Yes well...they found him hogtied in the living room, surrounded by what appeared to be a load of rabid ferrets..." a hint of smile shadowed Mcgonnagals features.

Ginny stifled a laugh, but then realized what she had heard. "Wait! He's..he's not there?! Where..where could he be?" She tried not to make herself seem too worried..

"Calm yourself, Gin, it's not like anyone would miss him," Ron said. "Sorry, Proffessor!"

"Apology accepted, Mr. Weasley, and Miss Weasley, I think you should just calm down and try to connect with him in any way possible," she said, reading her mind. And with that, she turned on her heels and left.

"What was that about? 'In any way possible?'" Harry questioned.

"'Dunno," Ginny lied.

"Shes getting more like Dumbledor everyday she spends with him, you think they've....shagged?" Ron asked a look of disgust on his face.

"Ronald Weasly! They are your elders! You should respect them! They are our teachers! How...how could you...think that?" Hermione rambled, looking sickened. Ron just chuckled, wrapping his arm around her waist as if he was supporting her, even though she really didnt need his help, she went along with the charade.

Ginny rolled her eyes. "I..I'm not feeling too good. After all of this..I'm a little wiped out. I'll be in my room. Bye.." she said, walking off.

She jumped on her bed and covered her head with a pillow, trying to drown the world out, concentrating on her head. Draco? Are you okay?

It hurts, hurts, am i bleeding? Ginny? Its dark... His voice faded away, ginny was barely sure if she had even heard him.

Where are you, Draco? Tell me, I'll get Hermione to apparate with me.She thought, tearfully.

Its so dark...you're so far away, come back come back..no run...don't hurt me... Ginny let tears fall freely, he sounded as if he were dying. Her dorm room flew open and the other 6th year gryffidor girls came bustling in, giggling.

"Did you see Harry Potter when they apparated back? He didn't have his shirt on!" A blond named Margo Wess giggled.

"I heard they still haven't found that ferret, Malfoy. They say he kidnapped them!" Another said.

"Oh who cares? He may be goodlooking, but go past that and hes just another scum sucking Malfoy. What is more important is that our little Ginny saved them!" Margo replied. The group gasped, eyes turning to the redheads bed.

"Draco is -NOT a ferret! And right now, he's dying because he thought of everyone other than himself! And if you girls don't shut up, I'll..I'll.." she didn't finish her sentence, the tears pacified her. The girls looked at each other and nodded, stepping out of the room. Draco, I don't care if I get hurt, where are you? I want to be with you.

He's here He's here..ginny make sure I have a funeral, I dont want to be forgotton. I cant let you come. Death. All over. He was making little sense, and ginny looked annoyed when the door burst open a second time. Margo standing there with Mcgonnagal (looking out of breath), Hermione, and Ron. (they are the head boy and girl after all).

"HE'S DYING!" Ginny announced and ran up to Proffessor, crying into her robes. "I'm sorry, Proffessor, this is just..so..awful," she said, her voice muffled.

Mcgonnagal hugged Ginny in a fashion that she obviously thought was motherly, "Ginny dear, if you will let me cast a spell on you, and get him to talk...think....we can maybe track him...."

"Yes! Please, please do.." she said, sniffling. Ron came back in the room with tissues, trying to be affectionate towards his little sister.

"Lay down Ginny." The professor said soothingly, "Close your eyes and think. Think as loud and as strong as you can. Are you ready? Okay...here we go, 'EVESTIGATUS'"

After a while of silence, Proffessor spoke. "He's in the forbidden forest. And, as the name clearly states, it's 'forbidden.' But, a student is in danger, and this time it's okay. I think it's a time to tell Harry you'll be needing use of his invisible cloak..?" Ron gasped; proffessor wasn't supposed to know about that..

Hermione snorted at Rons reaction, "You don't actually think they wouldn't know? What did I tell you...respect the teachers....respect them all."

Ron chuckled, Hermione sounded almost cultish, he didn't even consult harry, just disapeared for a moment coming back with the silvery cloth clutched firmly in his arms.

"Shouldn't you ask Ha-"

"Nah Gin, he's asleep. More worn out then hurt, they got him worse then 'Mione apparently."

"Well Professor...we'll be off, and ofcourse...you didn't see us leave." Hermione smiled.

"No, I didn't see you leave, wasn't even here...but ofcourse...if you aren't in contact with me by dawn, I might have to recall a few things"

"Of course, Proffessor." Hermione turned to give Ginny some encouraging words, but found she was gone. "Ginny?"

"No use, 'Mione. She's gone," he sighed. "I wonder what's gotten into her?"

"The love bug, of course."

Ginny ran as fast as she could. Draco, I'm coming, please stay awake!

The forest was cold and dark, Ginny was frightened out of her mind, she felt something watching her, she swore she heard things just beyond her range of sight. Its okay, I'm invisible...she reassured herself.

She walked along an old, hagrid sized path, deeper into the forest. When she thought she would never find Draco, she heard a blood chilling scream, and it seemed as if it came just a little ways down the path.

She froze momentarily, screaming inside her head, DRACO!?!?

No Reply, just another scream.

She bolted ahead, tripping over large roots and stubbing her toe on the occasional rock, but she didn't stop. She couldnt.

She broke through a wall of thick green foilage to find herself at the edge of a clearing. A battered white-blonde haired boy lay lifeless in its center.

She ran over to him, crying. Draco, please, wake up! I swear, if you wake up... Nothing. This caused her to sob, but she stopped as soon as she saw a figure flying up, their long, white hair blowing in the wind. He muttered something, and Draco twitched a little. Then, Lucius stared directly at her. I'm just imagining things..I'm invisible.. She took out her wand, and tried to make Draco breathe easier. Lucius muttered something else, and Ginny fell back, on top of Draco. I'm invisible! He can't see me! I'm invisible..He can't.. Soon, she drifted off..