Chapter 2, Teach Me How To Cry
Draco Malfoy closed his letter from Hogwarts. He was Head Boy. No surprise there. They would need to get their school supplies soon.
"Are you hungry?" Draco asked, wonder why he was being so nice to the girl. He was after all, a Malfoy. Then his face hardened. Malfoy. Lucius. Draco didn't want to be like him at all costs. Even if it meant being nice to a Weasley. Except Weasel. That would never change. His hate for Weasel and Scarhead would remain the same.
"Yeah. I didn't eat since yesterday." Ginny admitted.
Draco passed her some sandwiches. "I suppose you wouldn't care for caviar" he said.
"Caviar? You're absolutely right." Ginny shuddered, looking down at his plate of black marble-like substance.
"You wanna go buy our school supplies tomorrow?"
"Sure thing. But-uhh...I don't have any money." She said, looking down at the ground.
"Don't you get allowance?" he asked, curiously.
"Not anymore" she started sniffling a bit.
"Hey don't cry " He said. "they're gone Ginny. The only thing you can do is live on. They would have wanted you to be happy."
Ginny smiled faintly. "That wont solve all my problems though. I have nowhere to live, and no money to buy a place."
"What about the Burrow, and your parents Gringotts vault and-"
"They all go to Ron. He's the oldest." Ginny cut him off.
"Won't he take care of you? I mean, don't you want to live with him?" Draco asked confused.
Ginny looked up into his eyes. Anger and fear shown through her caramel ones. Visions and memories haunted her face. "I would never live alone with that bastard." She whispered in a hollow, dead voice.
"Do you wanna talk about it?" Draco asked cautiously.
Ginny sighed slowly, tears rolling down her face. She seemed to be collecting courage to tell the story. "I....he..." She took a long breath and started her story. FLASHBACK
"GINNY!" Ron roared from the doorway, coming home late one night when the rest of the family was out for the weekend.
"Yes Ron?" Ginny walked down the stairs, wondering why he was yelling at her. As she got closer to him, she could smell his breath, it stank deeply of alcohol. No doubt he was drunk through and through.
SMOCK He slapped her across the face, so hard she thought she could still hear an echo.
Ginny stared mutely at him. This wasn't the first time he had hit her.
"You know, you're actually quite pretty" Ron tilted his head sidewards, looking at her calculatingly.
Ginny stepped backwards, fear staining her face.
Ron belched loudly, grabbed out after her in one fluid motion, slinging her over his back as if she were a particularly light bag of potatoes. Ginny, who until then had been petrified still, started kicking ad struggling. She knew what was happening next.
Ron threw her into his room, and she landed with a sickening thud. In the next second or so, she felt him rip all her clothes off. Tears were streaming freely down her face as she struggled helplessly, kicking out whenever she could.
Ron placed his foot on top of her so she couldn't move as he loosened his belt.
Ginny thought despairingly, if she ever got out of this alive, she would never be this helpless again. She felt so weak, so useless.
At that moment, something clicked in her head. When Ron's pants were at his knees, she shoved with all her strength to her side. Ron toppled over and landed on the ground, his head crashing into the window sill. Ginny made sure he was unconscious, before running all the way to her room and locking the door. She sank down into the ground and breathed heavily. She couldn't tell anyone. She would be too ashamed that she hadn't done anything in particular to save herself. It was pure luck she had such good timing. And that he hadn't fallen on top of her.
Ginny stuck her chin out stubbornly. She had made up her mind.
Since then, whenever she had a spare hour or so, she would practice martial arts. Someday, when she was big enough, and strong enough, she would show her brother. She could take care of herself.
END FLASHBACK
Ginny looked up in his icy eyes to find not what she had feared would be there, pity, but anger. Anger burning so fiercely, it scared her.
"Ginny, if you ever, need anything. Anything at all. Come to me okay?" he said.
Ginny smiled sadly. She felt she had suddenly found a replacement for her brother. She hugged him tightly. Draco was startled at first, but then gave into a small smile, pulling her closer to him.
After a couple of minutes sitting like that, he explained briefly about him being on the run from his father and that he was going to get his own house.
"Would you like to come live with me?" he asked her cautiously. He had always feared rejection.
Ginny jumped up, happiness shining all over her face. She ran a circle around the room, seemed to do some sort of happy dance. "THANKYOUTHANKYOUTHANKYOUTHANKYOUTHANKYOU!" She was back across the room in a matter of seconds, hugging him so hard he almost fainted for lack of air.
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A sopping wet Lucius Malfoy sloshed his way over to the circle of Death Eaters.
"Ahh, you decided to join us Lucius. What, pray tell, kept you?" Voldemort mocked.
Lucius mumbled something about his son and a tropical island.
"Pathetic, Lucius. You cannot even keep a hold on your own son."
Lucius said nothing, but joined the ranks.
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Ginny woke up and started rummaging through her new clothes Draco had summoned to the hotel room. She chose a silver top with the crimson writing "Hell's Lil Angel" and a pair of red bellbottoms. She added a pair of silver hoop earrings with her silver flip-flops.
Draco came out with his army green shirt and black pants. His hair wasn't gelled back as it used to be, but hung loosely around his head.
"Shall we go milady?" he asked, mockingly offering his arm.
"Why of course good sir," she replied, taking his arm and curtseyed a bit.
When they got to Diagon Alley, Draco turned around and faced her.
"Ginny, I know you need your books, but heres some money if there's anything else you want."
"Oh, no Draco you've already done enough for me, I couldn't possibly-" Ginny began.
"Decline the ever-so-kind offer" Draco cut in, planting the money firmly in her hand. Ginny blushed furiously.
OOO
When they stepped out of Flourish and Blotts Ginny turned around to see the person she least expected.
"Ron!" she exclaimed. Harry and Hermione were right behind him.
"Ginevra Weasley! What are you doing with that slimy git?" Ron's face was turning red.
"Walking" she retorted, and turned around to go.
A hand reached out and grabbed her shoulder, spinning her back in her previous position.
"Get away from him! How dare you walk around with the likes of Malfoy!"
"Let me see...ever since you stopped caring about me? Ever since I stopped considering you a part of my family? A part of my life? And I'm bloody well glad I met him! He's the best damn brother I ever had! And you didn't even stop by to see if I was okay when our family was killed! I've had enough of you Ronald Weasley! As of today, I want nothing more to do with you!" Ginny spat.
"Now see here Ginny-"Harry tried, but was cut off when Malfoy sneered
"Don't even bother Pothead."
Ginny turned around and stomped off, nose in the air, leaving an astonished amount of people gaping after the fiery redhead. Draco followed suit, and stalked off after her.
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"Ginny, I'l meet you back here in an hour okay? I have some stuff to do." Draco said.
"M'kay" Ginny replied. When Draco had gone, she went off in search of a hair salon. She decided she needed a new look.
When she came out 50 minutes later, she studied herself in her purse mirror. She still had her red hair, but it was cut in a whispy, layered, sort of way. And she had also gotten silver highlights.
When she met up with Draco, his eyes bulged. He was about to open his mouth when he heard a high shriek behind him that could break glass.
"Drakie poo!" Draco winced.
"Fancy finding you here! Of all places!" Pansy Parkinson snarkled her way up to him, trying her best not to look like a constipated cow.
As he was being tortured with sloppy hugs and drooling kisses, Draco managed to mouth the word "help!" over her shoulder.
Ginny stood back, tied her hair into a high ponytail and slipped on a pair of purple sunglasses.
"Oh Draco darling!" she said, in a high falsetto sing-song voice.
"Shouldn't we get going? You promised you'd show me that restaurant you like so much!" she waved her hand down the street, to emphasize her point.
Pansy turned around, a sneer plastered on her pug face. "Who are you?"
"Genevive darling. Draco's ever-so-adorable girlfriend. And you are?" Ginny lowered her sunglasses a bit, glancing over them.
"HAH! If you're adorable, I'm a cow!" Pansy shrieked triumphantly.
'Genevive' smirked, her facial expression implying that she had just said the wrong thing to the wrong person. "Well then, Pansycow, run along and chew your grass. It might improve your looks."
"DRAKIEPOO! What is the meaning of this?" Pansy did a 180 so she faced Draco.
"I believe she was telling you she was my girlfriend, so would you please get your ugly face outta my sight? Oh and 'Pansy-poo', you are a cow." Draco said calmly.
Pansy ran off sobbing.
Ginny counted to five before they burst out laughing.
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A/N: Howd it go? R&R pplz, I don't do this for nothing!
Ariana: Ginny's being resorted cuz she isn't all as Gryffie-ish as you think. At least in my story. Thanx anyway.
DracoandGinny4ever:Thanks!
honey: hmm. Good idea, but I think I might just have Ginny and Draco feel sister/brother love, at least for now. Then maybe later il put in a bit more of the romance. Sound good?
Ashen: Thank u!...i think. I like my story to be random sometimes. It gets boring when you always know whats gonna happen.
daydreamgoddess: Thanx! iL try to update as much as I can.
And last but most certainly not least;
Dracoshotty: I know! I really like stories like that. It's a great idea, even if I do say so myself. Il keep an eye on your story too.
Draco Malfoy closed his letter from Hogwarts. He was Head Boy. No surprise there. They would need to get their school supplies soon.
"Are you hungry?" Draco asked, wonder why he was being so nice to the girl. He was after all, a Malfoy. Then his face hardened. Malfoy. Lucius. Draco didn't want to be like him at all costs. Even if it meant being nice to a Weasley. Except Weasel. That would never change. His hate for Weasel and Scarhead would remain the same.
"Yeah. I didn't eat since yesterday." Ginny admitted.
Draco passed her some sandwiches. "I suppose you wouldn't care for caviar" he said.
"Caviar? You're absolutely right." Ginny shuddered, looking down at his plate of black marble-like substance.
"You wanna go buy our school supplies tomorrow?"
"Sure thing. But-uhh...I don't have any money." She said, looking down at the ground.
"Don't you get allowance?" he asked, curiously.
"Not anymore" she started sniffling a bit.
"Hey don't cry " He said. "they're gone Ginny. The only thing you can do is live on. They would have wanted you to be happy."
Ginny smiled faintly. "That wont solve all my problems though. I have nowhere to live, and no money to buy a place."
"What about the Burrow, and your parents Gringotts vault and-"
"They all go to Ron. He's the oldest." Ginny cut him off.
"Won't he take care of you? I mean, don't you want to live with him?" Draco asked confused.
Ginny looked up into his eyes. Anger and fear shown through her caramel ones. Visions and memories haunted her face. "I would never live alone with that bastard." She whispered in a hollow, dead voice.
"Do you wanna talk about it?" Draco asked cautiously.
Ginny sighed slowly, tears rolling down her face. She seemed to be collecting courage to tell the story. "I....he..." She took a long breath and started her story. FLASHBACK
"GINNY!" Ron roared from the doorway, coming home late one night when the rest of the family was out for the weekend.
"Yes Ron?" Ginny walked down the stairs, wondering why he was yelling at her. As she got closer to him, she could smell his breath, it stank deeply of alcohol. No doubt he was drunk through and through.
SMOCK He slapped her across the face, so hard she thought she could still hear an echo.
Ginny stared mutely at him. This wasn't the first time he had hit her.
"You know, you're actually quite pretty" Ron tilted his head sidewards, looking at her calculatingly.
Ginny stepped backwards, fear staining her face.
Ron belched loudly, grabbed out after her in one fluid motion, slinging her over his back as if she were a particularly light bag of potatoes. Ginny, who until then had been petrified still, started kicking ad struggling. She knew what was happening next.
Ron threw her into his room, and she landed with a sickening thud. In the next second or so, she felt him rip all her clothes off. Tears were streaming freely down her face as she struggled helplessly, kicking out whenever she could.
Ron placed his foot on top of her so she couldn't move as he loosened his belt.
Ginny thought despairingly, if she ever got out of this alive, she would never be this helpless again. She felt so weak, so useless.
At that moment, something clicked in her head. When Ron's pants were at his knees, she shoved with all her strength to her side. Ron toppled over and landed on the ground, his head crashing into the window sill. Ginny made sure he was unconscious, before running all the way to her room and locking the door. She sank down into the ground and breathed heavily. She couldn't tell anyone. She would be too ashamed that she hadn't done anything in particular to save herself. It was pure luck she had such good timing. And that he hadn't fallen on top of her.
Ginny stuck her chin out stubbornly. She had made up her mind.
Since then, whenever she had a spare hour or so, she would practice martial arts. Someday, when she was big enough, and strong enough, she would show her brother. She could take care of herself.
END FLASHBACK
Ginny looked up in his icy eyes to find not what she had feared would be there, pity, but anger. Anger burning so fiercely, it scared her.
"Ginny, if you ever, need anything. Anything at all. Come to me okay?" he said.
Ginny smiled sadly. She felt she had suddenly found a replacement for her brother. She hugged him tightly. Draco was startled at first, but then gave into a small smile, pulling her closer to him.
After a couple of minutes sitting like that, he explained briefly about him being on the run from his father and that he was going to get his own house.
"Would you like to come live with me?" he asked her cautiously. He had always feared rejection.
Ginny jumped up, happiness shining all over her face. She ran a circle around the room, seemed to do some sort of happy dance. "THANKYOUTHANKYOUTHANKYOUTHANKYOUTHANKYOU!" She was back across the room in a matter of seconds, hugging him so hard he almost fainted for lack of air.
OOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO
A sopping wet Lucius Malfoy sloshed his way over to the circle of Death Eaters.
"Ahh, you decided to join us Lucius. What, pray tell, kept you?" Voldemort mocked.
Lucius mumbled something about his son and a tropical island.
"Pathetic, Lucius. You cannot even keep a hold on your own son."
Lucius said nothing, but joined the ranks.
OOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO
Ginny woke up and started rummaging through her new clothes Draco had summoned to the hotel room. She chose a silver top with the crimson writing "Hell's Lil Angel" and a pair of red bellbottoms. She added a pair of silver hoop earrings with her silver flip-flops.
Draco came out with his army green shirt and black pants. His hair wasn't gelled back as it used to be, but hung loosely around his head.
"Shall we go milady?" he asked, mockingly offering his arm.
"Why of course good sir," she replied, taking his arm and curtseyed a bit.
When they got to Diagon Alley, Draco turned around and faced her.
"Ginny, I know you need your books, but heres some money if there's anything else you want."
"Oh, no Draco you've already done enough for me, I couldn't possibly-" Ginny began.
"Decline the ever-so-kind offer" Draco cut in, planting the money firmly in her hand. Ginny blushed furiously.
OOO
When they stepped out of Flourish and Blotts Ginny turned around to see the person she least expected.
"Ron!" she exclaimed. Harry and Hermione were right behind him.
"Ginevra Weasley! What are you doing with that slimy git?" Ron's face was turning red.
"Walking" she retorted, and turned around to go.
A hand reached out and grabbed her shoulder, spinning her back in her previous position.
"Get away from him! How dare you walk around with the likes of Malfoy!"
"Let me see...ever since you stopped caring about me? Ever since I stopped considering you a part of my family? A part of my life? And I'm bloody well glad I met him! He's the best damn brother I ever had! And you didn't even stop by to see if I was okay when our family was killed! I've had enough of you Ronald Weasley! As of today, I want nothing more to do with you!" Ginny spat.
"Now see here Ginny-"Harry tried, but was cut off when Malfoy sneered
"Don't even bother Pothead."
Ginny turned around and stomped off, nose in the air, leaving an astonished amount of people gaping after the fiery redhead. Draco followed suit, and stalked off after her.
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"Ginny, I'l meet you back here in an hour okay? I have some stuff to do." Draco said.
"M'kay" Ginny replied. When Draco had gone, she went off in search of a hair salon. She decided she needed a new look.
When she came out 50 minutes later, she studied herself in her purse mirror. She still had her red hair, but it was cut in a whispy, layered, sort of way. And she had also gotten silver highlights.
When she met up with Draco, his eyes bulged. He was about to open his mouth when he heard a high shriek behind him that could break glass.
"Drakie poo!" Draco winced.
"Fancy finding you here! Of all places!" Pansy Parkinson snarkled her way up to him, trying her best not to look like a constipated cow.
As he was being tortured with sloppy hugs and drooling kisses, Draco managed to mouth the word "help!" over her shoulder.
Ginny stood back, tied her hair into a high ponytail and slipped on a pair of purple sunglasses.
"Oh Draco darling!" she said, in a high falsetto sing-song voice.
"Shouldn't we get going? You promised you'd show me that restaurant you like so much!" she waved her hand down the street, to emphasize her point.
Pansy turned around, a sneer plastered on her pug face. "Who are you?"
"Genevive darling. Draco's ever-so-adorable girlfriend. And you are?" Ginny lowered her sunglasses a bit, glancing over them.
"HAH! If you're adorable, I'm a cow!" Pansy shrieked triumphantly.
'Genevive' smirked, her facial expression implying that she had just said the wrong thing to the wrong person. "Well then, Pansycow, run along and chew your grass. It might improve your looks."
"DRAKIEPOO! What is the meaning of this?" Pansy did a 180 so she faced Draco.
"I believe she was telling you she was my girlfriend, so would you please get your ugly face outta my sight? Oh and 'Pansy-poo', you are a cow." Draco said calmly.
Pansy ran off sobbing.
Ginny counted to five before they burst out laughing.
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A/N: Howd it go? R&R pplz, I don't do this for nothing!
Ariana: Ginny's being resorted cuz she isn't all as Gryffie-ish as you think. At least in my story. Thanx anyway.
DracoandGinny4ever:Thanks!
honey: hmm. Good idea, but I think I might just have Ginny and Draco feel sister/brother love, at least for now. Then maybe later il put in a bit more of the romance. Sound good?
Ashen: Thank u!...i think. I like my story to be random sometimes. It gets boring when you always know whats gonna happen.
daydreamgoddess: Thanx! iL try to update as much as I can.
And last but most certainly not least;
Dracoshotty: I know! I really like stories like that. It's a great idea, even if I do say so myself. Il keep an eye on your story too.