A Simple Wish
Rating - R
Summary - Ginny Weasley is a world hoping girl that meets Ginny Weasley. With a goal in mind Ginny will stop at nothing, not even if it means destroying her other self's world to kill one man.
AN - Some reviews would be spify. Just a few? Please pouts
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Ginny watched Draco as he received his plate of steak and eggs. Actually Ginny corrected herself, it was Dragon steak, medium rare and caviar. She watched him pull a vile of an odd green substance out of his wizard pocket. She didn't bother identifying it since Draco sparkled it over his food. It couldn't kill anyone so it wasn't worth her time.
She ignored the house elf as it placed a plate of regular steak and rice in front of her. She shrugged off the oddness of being in Malfoy manor. Draco didn't often invite her over because the company that was always visiting, but it was a rare occasion to celebrate.
She began to eat quietly with Draco in his sitting room. It was in their class colors of course. Green and Silvery everywhere the only thing that stood out against the decor of the room was Ginny herself. She leaned back in the seat unable to eat, not wanting to really. She didn't feel like it, the thought of eating something right now sent her stomach into flips.
She watched Draco quietly as he delicately ate his food. His pale skin was so soft against his black robes. She had earned him. She would never let him leave her, as he would never let her leave him. She watched him continue to eat for the longest time his gray eyes connected to her with no signs of concern.
He stood up slowly ignoring the half-eaten steak and walked round the table. She continued to stare up at him with his shadow covering her. He was eyes never became warm, even as he took her face into his hands joining their lip. Assassins together fighting with their tongues, thoughts of who could kill someone quicker playing in their minds. Draco himself was no romanticist and ripped open Ginny's classy button up shirt from Amando something or rather, a famous muggle brand of some sort. He didn't care.
Again he showed his brutality by yanking her from her chair by her tri-colored hair. She made no sounds of anger or argument and accepted being pushed through a door and thrown onto his bed. Draco wanted her to show some sort of emotion. He even slapped her, but she calm to him. He gave that up and threw off his robes. His own classy wizard clothes were removed with less care then they should have been.
He had his belt half off when his door opened.
"Draco, Miss Weasley there is a friend here to see you," His mother commented her eyes tracing over the scene of a bra-clad Ginny and her shirtless son with his hands on his belt.
"Tell them I'll be there in twenty minutes mum," He replied back passively.
She did not move, "This is one of those people you don't keep waiting Draco, even for submissive girls like Ginny. Go downstairs now." It had been a soft-spoken command that seemed to shake the walls with authority.
"That means you too Weasley," Draco commented.
She nodded standing up turning to rummage through the closet in Draco's room, not paying attention to his glares. Slipping on one of his slightly oversized robes she gestured for him to lead the way. He existed the door after his mother smugly.
"Ah, Ginny," a pause, "Mister Malfoy." Ginny ran to the cloaked visitor with a smile. Draco showed no signs that Ginny kissing the robed figure meant anything to him.
"Yes my Lord?" Draco said tightly. He waited quietly as his Dark Lord strode over to him. A cold gray hand snatched at his chin sharply pulling his eyes to look at him.
Draco shivered under those glowing red eyes that peered at him from under the black hood. He whimpered in pain as his mind was shifted through carelessly for several moments his thoughts exposed. He winced when He-who-must-not-be-named let him go. Stepping only two paces back he conjured a thick black staff in the shape of a snake.
Ginny watched emotionlessly as her Dark Lord promptly whacked Draco's nether regions with the staff and stated, "This time I won't use an unforgivable. You know I let you live because you're one of my best Death Eaters," a pause as he jerked Draco by his hair, "but how many times must I tell you don't mess with my property. I don't work with used good."
She waited as he turned back to him, "For all your spunk my little sweet... why do you always let him take you?"
She nodded, "I'm sorry my Lord but I feel you would be disappointed in me if I injured your Death Eater. You always say you need your Death Eaters in perfect condition or they will be of no use to you." She ended her quote with a mocking grin.
He nodded his hood slipping back just a bit. He laughed for just a moment revealing a snaky tongue, "Yes I see. You liked being used. In that case I'll spread you around to those who request."
She paled. Again he laughed, "Non-sense. I jest with you. Only Harry Potter can have you with permission. Draco is just lucky he is so well thought of."
Harry Potter who had stayed unnoticed by the door made a move to Draco. Ginny watched him pace up to Draco with all the intent to hit him. The Dark Lord waved his second in command away, "Now now my Slytherin, don't even think of such a thing. Come here puppet." Ginny just watched patiently as Harry knelt by their Lord and accepted an interesting pink vile of potion.
"I know you work for me, and wish to do anything for me or further my dreams, but please Harry," he said touching the raven haired boy's head gingerly, "let papa handle everything. Go back home."