..::AN: Taking a small break from my other fic "Faith in a Number" kinda pushing the inspiration thing for that story..i'll update as soon as i can though. I'm becoming infatuated with the 'Bad Girl' Ginny so thats where i got the idea for this. It MAY be one shot..or maybe 2 chapters but thats about it..so hope u likes!! Please Review!!::..
Draco Malfoy was angry. Scratch that, he was positively fuming. He stormed
down from his Transfiguration class, scaring the students into making a path before him
without a word, his eyes said it all.
The Slytherin Prince was pissed off, get in his way and probably loose your head.
It was at the end of Transfiguration he heard his three most hated fellow
schoolmates talking.
"He thinks he rules the damn school because he's going to be a Death Eater." Ron
snorted, thinking he was whispering too quietly for Malfoy to hear.
"Think again" muttered Draco hearing the Weasley's attempting at whispering.
"Stupid gitt. 'Oo look at me I'm going to kiss Voldemort's ass and take his orders
all so I can get some screwed up burning tattoo!" Hermione sneered, it was unlike her but
Draco had been unnaturally cruel lately for his own reasons and she was becoming more
bitter since he burnt a non repairable hole in her copy of 'Hogwarts a History.'
"Wonder if Voldemort knows about his little ferret alter-ego. I doubt he could
really scare that many people when people keep thinking of him as a rodent." Harry said
snidely.
"Shows what you know Potter." Draco said quietly, he smirked as the eyes of the
Dream Team widened. "They heard me...hah let them they should know how pathetic
their little 'joke' is."
"Aww did we hurt poor Drakie's feelings?" Hermione pouted sarcastically. "We
should have remembered ferrets have unnaturally good hearing." she said almost as
though warning her two best friends with a small smile.
Then when the bell rung, they left quickly, leaving them with the last laugh.
Draco muttered the password to the Slytherin common room in the dungeon once
he got there, but with quite a few curse words muttered after that. He stormed into his
prefect room and slammed the door loudly.
"Stupid Potter." Draco smirked, he had cooled off a little. He couldn't wait until
the end of the year when he'd show them who was kissing who's ass in the end. Draco
wasn't going to become a Death Eater.
No, Draco was above all that. He wasn't going to take someones orders...he was
going to make his own. Every seventh year Slytherin had now agreed to join him, all who
knew how to perform the deadliest curses, already taught to them by their Death Eater
parents.
They had everything already planned out, all their cryptic black cloaks with dark
green and silver Slytherin serpent trim were folded neatly in the bottom of all the seventh
years trunk. And on the night of Graduation they'd all be receiving their own marks,
given to them all by Draco. It was a snarling demon skull, with two horns and pointed
fangs, the serpent through the eyes. The same idea as the Dark Mark, except several times
more menacing.
They weren't going to try to overrule Voldemort. Quite the contrary, Voldemort
knew about them and found it amusing, they were more of an alliance. Not that Draco
cared, even if Voldemort wanted them to stop its not like he would have anyway.
Draco smirked grabbing his broomstick and heading out of the Slytherin dungeon
he made his way out one of the secret passageways to go outside in order for a late night
fly.
Ginny was sitting at the side of the Quidditch pitch, staring at the inside of her
forearm in horror and curiosity. In Charms they had attempted a very difficult spell that
wasn't even taught in Hogwarts usually, but Flitwick thought it may have been fun to
attempt.
It was a charm that showed what your heart really wanted, what your perfect
destiny held for you in the future. On the blackboards Professor Flitwick had copied all
the possible signs and what they meant so the students could decipher what they had, if
they had managed to get the charm to work.
Ginny had shuddered seeing the other Gryffindor girls who were giggling happily
to see a stork, meaning they were going to have at least one child, or two interlacing rings
meaning marriage.
If that showed up on Ginny's inner arm she thought she might as well cut it off.
Ginny was a bit of a outlier compared to the rest of the Gryffindors. She had
shockingly low marks in everything except potions, charms, and transfiguration. She
usually stayed by herself, she liked to sketch things, she wasn't amazing but she found it
was fun and was getting better. She was pleased because sometimes you could even tell
what her sketches were of.
She also loved to read, she had a thing for horror books. She loved the muggles
perceptions of werewolves, vampires, and other creatures, she found it amusing and sort
of romantic.
Other then that, she was one of few people who actually enjoyed going into the
Forbidden Forest. She take the invisibility cloak she had saved for, sneak out of the castle
and go for small walks. She wasn't stupid enough to go too far inside, because not even a
skilled teacher would think it was wise to go in far enough where you cant see where
you've been, or what's ahead.
Sighing Ginny watched as a dark black line started to rise under her skin, it looked
like a detached, black vein swirling around. She ran a hair through her soft hair as she
watched it form a sort of circle and began to evolve.
Once it had finished she had ran up to the blackboard, making sure no one else
could see what had formed on her arm. She scanned through the entire chart, but the
symbol on her arm was no where to be seen.
Ginny had fled from the classroom with her books in hand twenty minutes before
the ending bell had rung.
Ginny had been sitting in the grass since the last class, still staring at the symbol
on her arm. She had thought it was the Dark Mark at first. What made her feel strange
inside was how when she had believed it was the Dark Mark, she wasn't terrified. Hell
she hadn't even been nervous.
She licked her lips a little remembering the feeling, she was pretty sure it had been
excitement. But when two little horns poked up on both sides of the skull, and the pointed
fangs and slanted eye sockets came she had been bewildered, and semi disappointed.
"Did I want to be a Death Eater? Do I really want to be evil?" she whispered
quietly to herself. She felt a little strange, caught up in her own world she didn't notice
someone had been flying up in the air for several hours now, and the sun had set.
Draco landed on the ground, stretching his legs and back. It was then he heard a
small mutter, someone muttering a spell. Whipping out his wand he quietly whispered
"lumos descritan." It was his favorite spell because it worked in the same way as 'lumos'
except for no one else could see the light but him.
The beam of light rested on a girl, sitting on the ground at the far end of the pitch.
Quietly he hopped on his broom and flew over silently. She was looking at something on
her arm, her wand pointed at it and emitting a small beam of light.
"It's the Weasley Girl." Draco thought to himself. He flew up a little ways above
her, and looked down at what she was looking at. "What the hell.." he muttered aloud. It
was then that Ginny jumped to her feet before he could blink and said "PETRIFICUS
TOTALUS!"
Draco fell to the ground, stiff as a board. His broom falling uselessly beside him.
"What the..Malfoy?" she said going over to him. "Finite Incantatem." she said
quietly. Rolling down her sleeve wearily.
Draco shook his head and got to his feet.
"Bloody hell Weasley, watch where you point that thing." he snarled picking up
his broom.
"You make it sound like I didn't know where I was pointing it." she snarled back.
Draco blinked, he hadn't even spoken to the youngest Weasley in a few years, but that
didn't seem like the Weaslette he used to know and loathe.
"We need to talk." he said, pointing his wand at her even quicker then she had a
moment ago at him he said "Expelliarmus." and as her wand flew out of her hand he
caught it in mid air.
"Give me back my wand you idiot!" she snapped storming over to him. He
blinked, nobody talked to him like that.
"Later." he said simply.
"How about now?" she insisted angrily. He smirked, she glowered.
"No. Like I said I need to talk to you." He was getting angry, how the hell had HIS
mark ended up on HER arm? It didn't make any sense, only select seventh year students
even knew about the sign itself, how could she have found out? If she was going to make
this difficult...
"Fine talk." she snapped, interrupting his thoughts. "Tick, tick, tick, tick..." she
said impatiently. Draco growled and grabbed her arm forcefully and shoved her sleeve up
revealing the mark on her arm.
"Where'd you get this?" he asked coldly, looking her in the eye fiercly. Her eyes
were just as fierce.
"Why? Does it mean anything to you?" she asked just as coldly.
"Answer the question before I break off your arm."
"Answer mine before I kick you in a very uncomfortable place.." she threatened.
He smirked again, if her precious brother heard her acting like this..oh it was too amazing
to even imagine! She was acting down right Slytherin like!
"Fine..We did a spell in charms. Showing you your 'destiny' and deepest desires.
So now tell me what it means." she ordered, her eyes widened as Draco traced his fingers
over the mark.
"What I don't get is why the hell you have it...I mean for fucks sakes you're a
pansy ass Gryffindor.." he muttered.
"Watch your mouth asshole." she smirked, Draco raised one eyebrow but he
smirked as well.
"I think we should go for a walk." he said, gesturing to the forbidden forest. It was
much too easy to be overheard here. Ginny picked up her one shoulder bag and put it on.
She snorted a little as he interlaced his arm with hers.
"I've been in there I don't need an escort Malfoy." she said, but strangely, she
didn't make an attempt to move her arm.
"I'm just making sure you run away. What I have to say may be a little..too 'bad
guy' for you, and I can have you running away and squealing." he said leading her into
the forest. Ginny brushed her hair off her shoulder, she knew he knew she was thinking
about the 'bad guy' part.
"I'm not going to run." she said simply.
Both of them were startled at how normal this felt, Ginny leaning against a large
tree, Draco standing in front of her whispering quietly about his plans. Her nodding with
understanding. Him offering..her sinking down to the ground, needing to think..Draco
sitting beside her...letting her tell him about how she didn't like the direction her life had
been heading before her charms class.
How normal it felt that Draco actually didn't have to pretend he cared, he did care
because he was a believer in destiny.
"But do you think you'd be able to kill Ginny? Actually take someone's life?"
Draco asked inquisitively. Ginny stood up and looked up at the castle with a heavy sigh.
"I think you'll have to ask me again in a little while." she said quietly. Keeping
her back to him. He stood up and nodded.
"Ginny?"
"Huh?"
"Just..leave before the graduation ceremony next month...if you make up your
mind before then come and find me." he said simply. She smiled a little at him, stopped
and nodded, her face stern again. With that she made her way back up towards the castle,
going through her own secret entrance behind a boulder at the edge of the forest only able
to be open by a certain enchantment.
Sighing Draco mounted his broom and flew back to his secret passageway. As he
took off his shirt and changed into his pajama pants, he began to wonder. By the time he
sat down on the edge of his bed in the pitch black room, the thought was gnawing at him.
"Was Ginny Weasley really thinking about joining him on the Dark Side?"