AN: OK many of you didn't like the cliff hanger and this is the only reason why I'm going to let you in on a secret. Draco didn't say anything about Ginny's slip up, though he noticed it. Because this is a story told through Ginny's point of view I can't tell you Draco's exact thoughts on the matter. However I will try to make them known in future chapters, so be on the look out. Well here is the next chapie. Enjoy!
It's been five days since Hallowe'en and Madame Pomfrey finally let me out of the hospital wing an hour ago. I know Ron is the one who pushed me down those stairs. A normal person would have been planing revenge, but I'm not normal and I haven't lost sight of the fact that Ron is my brother. So instead I find myself writing a letter to the git.
Dear Ron,
I thought perhaps that you would like to know what happened to Hermione. Share the story with who ever you wish, whether it be Harry or the Daily Prophet it doesn't matter to me.
Hermione, like myself, was captured by Voldemort. I think I first saw her in the dungeons about three months after my own capture. she was black and blue by the time the death eaters brought her to her cell. Her's happened to be right across from mine. Hold comfort with that fact. I saw her everyday, though there were times when she would be missing for days. Sometimes I hoped that she had escaped, but when she was dragged back into her cell I knew what she had suffered. Rape, torture, solitary confinement. I leave it up to your imagination, for I have the heart to spare you the details.
For the most part we were friends, though she seemed to become more distant with every passing day. She was weak, like most of us... but more so than anyone. I tried my best to keep her hopes up. I would tell her that someone would come to our rescue. And then we she gave up on a chance of rescue I told her that we would escape. She believed that for a while. She had come up with a plan. She stopped eating her food and drinking her water. I tired to wake her up one day and she wouldn't. She committed suicide, in a way. She killed herself before her enemy could. The Japanese say that its an honorable way to go.
So now you know what happened to her. It was the same case for many girls. Most died while being tortured. The lucky ones, like Hermione, escaped.
Your sister
Ginny
P.S. I know what you did to Aria, and you are lucky I'm not going to tell anyone. Do something like that again and you'll regret it. She, like me, is one of the few survivors of Voldemort's dungeons.
I sent the letter off and by lunch Ron got my letter. when he finished it, he stood up and left the Great Hall with tears shining in his eyes. At least I knew he still had a heart.
AN: I know. Its short. well the next chap will most likely be just as short. but don't worry they'll get longer. Oh and there will definitely be D/G action after Christmas at hogwarts. Well...review, flame, or don't do anything at all. It all good.
It's been five days since Hallowe'en and Madame Pomfrey finally let me out of the hospital wing an hour ago. I know Ron is the one who pushed me down those stairs. A normal person would have been planing revenge, but I'm not normal and I haven't lost sight of the fact that Ron is my brother. So instead I find myself writing a letter to the git.
Dear Ron,
I thought perhaps that you would like to know what happened to Hermione. Share the story with who ever you wish, whether it be Harry or the Daily Prophet it doesn't matter to me.
Hermione, like myself, was captured by Voldemort. I think I first saw her in the dungeons about three months after my own capture. she was black and blue by the time the death eaters brought her to her cell. Her's happened to be right across from mine. Hold comfort with that fact. I saw her everyday, though there were times when she would be missing for days. Sometimes I hoped that she had escaped, but when she was dragged back into her cell I knew what she had suffered. Rape, torture, solitary confinement. I leave it up to your imagination, for I have the heart to spare you the details.
For the most part we were friends, though she seemed to become more distant with every passing day. She was weak, like most of us... but more so than anyone. I tried my best to keep her hopes up. I would tell her that someone would come to our rescue. And then we she gave up on a chance of rescue I told her that we would escape. She believed that for a while. She had come up with a plan. She stopped eating her food and drinking her water. I tired to wake her up one day and she wouldn't. She committed suicide, in a way. She killed herself before her enemy could. The Japanese say that its an honorable way to go.
So now you know what happened to her. It was the same case for many girls. Most died while being tortured. The lucky ones, like Hermione, escaped.
Your sister
Ginny
P.S. I know what you did to Aria, and you are lucky I'm not going to tell anyone. Do something like that again and you'll regret it. She, like me, is one of the few survivors of Voldemort's dungeons.
I sent the letter off and by lunch Ron got my letter. when he finished it, he stood up and left the Great Hall with tears shining in his eyes. At least I knew he still had a heart.
AN: I know. Its short. well the next chap will most likely be just as short. but don't worry they'll get longer. Oh and there will definitely be D/G action after Christmas at hogwarts. Well...review, flame, or don't do anything at all. It all good.