AN: Hello Hello! I know i said this would be one shot..but now i dont think it will be. So heres the second chappie. I need help though! my writers block is driving me INSANE...any tips on how to save myself? Hope You like! AND MERRY CHRISTMAS!!!!!!!!! Luv Emyln and her kitten Lestat who's watching her type right now!
"No! You idiots what do you think your doing!" Draco bellowed at Pansy
Parkinson. The pretty witch with a bronzed tan and ringlets of golden-honey coloured
hair crossed her arms indignantly.
"Me and my team did what you told us to do!" Pansy protested, tapping her foot
on the dam concrete ground. Their headquarters changed regularly, at the moment they
were in a haunted castle in Scotland, in the dungeon dimly lit by a green fire that sat in
the center of a dark wooden table in which all the had been Slytherins were now seated,
except for Pansy and Draco who were standing up as they argued.
It was two years to the day they had killed everyone at the Graduation ceremony,
with no remorse. Except for those who had survived.
"You said to go and find the army and take them down!" Pansy said, looking over
her manicure.
"I told you to find that stupid bloody Dumbledore's Army's headquarters so we
could go and take them down! YOU KILLED THIRTY MUGGLE LITTLE
CADETS!!" he fumed banging his fist on the table.
"We'll their muggles aren't they? So why does it matter?"said Pansy.
"BECAUSE THEY AREN'T A THREAT!! WE NEED TO GET RID OF
DUMBLEDORE, POTTER, GRANGER AND WEASLEY SO WE CAN START
ON OVERTURNING THE MINISTRY!!!!" yelled Malfoy. Pansy looked at the
ground angrily and stormed out the double doors. Malfoy angrily looked at the green
flames, not moving a muscle when the doors closed loudly behind Pansy.
"What an imbecile" he thought to himself. He heard murmurs and the screeching
of chairs as the door closed again.
"Boss.." Goyle said in his low grumble. Draco looked up and to the door.
Ginny Weasley, stood in the doorway, looking cool and composed a small smirk
on her face. Her wavy deep red hair had been cut, instead of tumbling to her lower back
itwas just below her shoulders.
Draco hadn't seen her in years, but that curious thought had been stabbing at him
until it left an empty void in his mind since their talk in the forest two years ago.
"Getting rid of Weasley hmm? I hope your not talking about me." she smirked
uncrossing her arms and striding into the room confidently, she didn't seem the least bit
bothered by the close to fifty something wands all pointed at her, waiting for a command
to kill.
"Nice place." She said raising her arms a little, surveying the high ceilinged and
dark room. "A little mustier then I thought Slytherins would like, lacks a few homey
touches but not bad for being hunted." she stopped as she reached Draco. He smirked a
little.
"How did a little Gryffindor manage to break through our tight security?" he
asked quietly. He snapped his fingers and instantly his followers dissaperated.
"Well I'm not just any little Gryffindor remember." she shrugged, the same
devious look on her face that she had been wearing since she entered the room. He
leaned against the table, she hooked her thumbs in the pocket of her black pants
casually, looking over the room again.
"Wow the order was way off. They're looking for you guys in Africa." she said.
"You know about the Order?"he asked narrowing his eyes.
"Your talking to a member here Draco." she said as though it was obvious. "Of
course I haven't been helping lately...well not them." she smirked, daring him to ask.
Draco bit the bait.
"How so?" he asked crossing his arms.
"By telling them your in Africa..saying I've seen you in Egypt. Every time then
even get a little close to finding you I turn them away." she laughed a little, a cold laugh
that Draco was seeming to enjoy. "I guess being 'Little Innocent Ginny' has its pay offs."
Draco narrowed his eyes as she pulled her long sleeved crimson shirt over her
head, revealing a satin thin strapped tank top. She moved her hair to one side and held
out her left arm. Draco raised an eyebrow.
"Are you sure? Its death if you change your mind." He said quietly, taking
a hold of her arm a little more gently then he would have his own current members.
"Two years without a word from you." she said quietly. "More then a few times I
wondered if you had taken back your offer. But there hasn't been a minute since we
talked that I've doubted this is what I wanted."
Draco nodded he took a deep breath as he pressed his wand firmly to her upper
arm. But she stopped him by placing her hand over his fist.
"How much does it hurt?" she asked quietly.
"What do you want me to say?" Draco asked just as quietly.
"Lie to me." she said firmly. He nodded.
"Not at all, you want even feel it."
She was biting her tongue so hard she was beginning to taste the blood that was
seeping out of it. It she didn't let herself scream now she would bite right through her
tongue. It seemed like it was taking an eternity for the mark to get placed on her skin. It
was pain unlike anything she had ever felt before, as though one branding iron was
searing at her from one side of her skin, while another was burning through it and pulling
it away on the inside.
She took a deep and shuddering breath, the blood from her tongue spilling out the
corner of her mouth. When Draco let go as the mark was embedded she fell to her
knees, her hands flat on the cold ground. She spat out the blood on the floor and closed
her eyes trying to feel the pain lessen. But it was just as searing and red hot as it was
before.
There was a long awkward silence for what seemed like an eternity, Draco
watching Ginny breathing heavily but with difficulty, spitting blood every once and while
onto the floor. Knowing there was nothing he could do. Ginny trying to push away the
agony that was at least going to last a few hours longer.
Ginny collapsed onto her back, laying down. He was shocked when she started to
laugh bitterly.
"Oh yah..I didn't feel that." she said coldly. He smirked and sat down beside her.
"You told me to lie." he felt a little awkward moving her hair away from the
splatters of blood on the floor but she didn't even seem to notice.
"Well you didn't even scream. I'm the only one so far who hasn't screamed
besides you now when I got the mark." he said, trying to make her feel a little better.
"Instead I just bite through my tongue." she said closing her eyes, her lips a deep
crimson from the blood she had been spitting up for a while now.
The silence returned, Ginny writhing a little on the ground at times when the
burning pain on her arm flared up, Draco watching quietly.
"Any regrets?" he asked. She opened her eyes slowly, as thought the dim fire light
was too bright.
"No." She said quietly, but he could hear the definite tone she was using.
"You know, I think the sorting hat made a mistake putting you in Gryffindor, only
a lunatic or one hell of a strong person goes this far out of their house's stereotype."
Draco admitted.
"Who says I'm not both?" she smirked sitting up very slowly, then getting to her
feet. Draco stood up after her. "One hell of a cold floor..I'd think you'd at least spring
for carpeting." she laughed lightly. Draco shook his head with a smirk.
"If your not too out of it, care to tell me about the Order?" he asked crossing his
arms. Ginny yawned.
"Patience Malfoy. Two months from now, guess who's going to be leaving
Britain for three weeks?" she asked sitting up. Draco blinked.
"Like I'd know...Father Christmas?" he said coldly rolling his eyes.
"Dumbledore smart ass. Dumbledore is basically the leader of the Order. He
leaves and people sort of drop their guard. They believe that if he's not there, nothing
big's about to happen because Dumbledore would know about it, sense it coming
almost. I'm going to drop the defenses on the headquarters and then you can make your
move." she said running her other hand through her hair. "Merlin its freezing down here."
"You bitch a lot don't you?" Draco smirked, but he went over to a trunk that sat
beside the long table. "But I guess you get your cloak now." He pulled out a beautiful
black velvet cloak, lined with expensive green silk. The bottom was trimmed with green
and silver serpents, that seemed to move in the dim lighting.
Ginny took it in her hands, then fastened it around her shoulders, feeling the cool
silk on her burning arm, giving it a slight sense of relief.
"Its lovely. But I think you better keep it for now, there's a meeting in an hour at
the Order and I don't want them to get a suspicion about anything." she said, wincing as
she pulled her sweater back on and handed the cloak back to Draco.
"I'll come and get you when its time." she said quietly, he just watched her and
she began to leave.
"Ginny? Can I ask you a question?" he asked. She turned and nodded silently.
"Why is it that you feel you can kill them? All of them? I thought they were your
friends."
Ginny smiled bitterly, taking a deep breath. "Yah, I thought they were too.." with
that she slipped through the doors which slammed behind her with a boom leaving Draco
in the dark by himself.
Ginny turned the shower on full blast, steam rolling and billowing out inside her
apartment she shared with Hermione. Letting it hit her full blast in the face, she winced as
the steaming water rolled over the mark on her shoulder.
Since she had graduated, she'd felt the betrayal and the sense of regret that had
come over her on the night of her sixth year.
FLASHBACK
Ginny sat at the window to her dorm, looking at the grounds holding in her hands
an aged piece of parchment with labeled dots moving around on it. Yes, Ginny had
indeed stolen Harry Potters beloved Marauders Map. She smiled a little at thinking
about how easy it had been, sneaking into his room, opening his trunk finding the map
and leaving was so easy she swore even a toddler could have done it.
She watched the dot labeled 'Draco Malfoy' pacing around the Slytherin common
room. More then likely giving orders to his troops. She glanced at her watch, there were
two hours left until the Graduation Ceremony, she didn't have long to make her decision.
Sure she was secretly dating Harry, and she thought Hermione was her best friend
but how long would that really last? She had felt something in the forest with Draco-she
was surprised at how easy it was to call him by his first name-she had never felt before.
Was it security? Was that how it felt when you came close to grasping your destiny.
Ginny didn't really even believe in destiny. How odd it was to think that
somehow, in the stars or something was your life, locked in stone. Ginny believed that no
matter what you could change things, she could make a difference for the best or worse,
could she change her destiny as well?
She felt a tear start welding up in her eyes, she knew the answer to the first
question Draco had asked her. No. She couldn't take a human life, not now. She
dashed over to her trunk pulling out a roll of parchment and hastily tearing off a piece.
She grabbed her quill and in scarlet ink she wrote:
DM
I can't. Not yet, but I want to know..I want to see. I'll be watching tonight but you wont
be able to see me, no one will. Maybe if I watch I'll know for sure. I give you my word
that I wont ruin anything for you, I stole Harry's map that shows where everyone is in
the castle so you have a better chance now.
-GW
PS: I don't know when I'll see you again, but I wont forget your offer.
Ginny ran up to the owlery so quickly, anyone who saw her would think she was
flying. She gave the letter to a school owl and sent it off on its way. She watched the owl
dive down to the far side of the castle. She looked at the clock that was currently
covered in feathers, she made her way back to the Gryffindor Tower, ignored by the
other students as usual and began to pack up her things. She heard the applause start,
rumbling throughout the castle. She tossed on her invisibility cloak, put her wand in the
pocket of her robes and headed into a secret passage with Harry's map.
Ginny was enthralled by the entire thing. In a good way or a bad way she didn't
know and wondered about for years. Dumbledore had announced Draco's name to
receive his diploma, and that's when it began.
Draco had ripped off his Hogwarts graduation robe as did all the other seventh
year Slytherins showing the hall their magnificent black, green and silver cloaks. He had
leapt up towards Dumbledore so fast she could barely see him move, his wand pressed
toDumbledore's throat.
"Welcome Fellow Hogwarts Students!" Draco shouted, his other followers
already stunning and killing most of the teachers, the rest had their wands pointed
towards the students. Flitwick on the floor..dead. Madam Pomfrey was bleeding from
her mouth, her eyes empty and gleaming. McGonangal, the same as were Trewlawny,
Sprout and several others.
"To the end of Hogwarts!" Draco finished, his eyes widened as Dumbledore's
form turned into smoke, but as it began Draco angrily yelled "LET THE KILLING
BEGIN!!"
Flashes of green almost blinded Ginny, She blinked hard from her hiding spot,
staring from behind the wall of bricks that acted like a window only she could see.
Screams like she had never heard before, the thundering of footsteps as crowds
screamed and ran towards the doors pounding to get out.
It was then when Ginny was more shocked then she had ever been. Harry,
Hermione and Ron running run by her hiding spot towards the door.
"Where's Ginny?!" Ron yelled ducking a fatal blow from Goyle and stunning
him. Ginny bit her lip starting to feel guilty.
"We have to get out of here forget about her! She can take care of herself!" Harry
yelled knocking Pansy into one of the heavily laden tables. Ginny's jaw dropped as she
watched them run by Hermione screaming one of her heavily advanced spells and
blowing down the gigantic doors and they ran out with everyone else.
End of Flashback
Ginny wiped soap out of her eyes. Harry had lied to her so many times after that.
Saying he was looking for her everywhere but thought she had disappeared in the
crowds.
Too many times to count had she forgotten something at the Order and walked in on
meetings that she should have been a part of, Hermione saying 'Oh I thought I told you
about it.'
Ginny sighed. "Yah some friends." she said rinsing out her hair and shutting off
the water. She wrapped herself in a fluffy towel, looked at her face in the mirror. Her
brown eyes had become more cold then she had ever seen them look in the past few
years. If she couldn't have killed then, she knew she could now.