You Gave Me My Life

Chapter One:

It Hurts

Summery:

Blaise was said to love, Virginia Weasley, but he died right in front of her eyes...or so she thought. During this time Draco Malfoy slowly heals her heart and gives her a reason to continue staying alive. But then again, Blaise always did pop up at the worse times.

Past Chapter:

It was slow her eyes closed as she knew what was coming and this time she wasn't scared...Blaise didn't love her like she loved him...so why did it matter? But she was so deafly thinking to this thought that she didn't hear the yell out of Blaise until to late. She saw him falling. Into the whole and this time...she knew no one would save him

She looked up at Malfoy who glared silently at Blaise falling form before she stood up warily and ran to the edge but it was too late...you couldn't even see how deep the hole was. So how were you suppose to see Blaise body?

Chapter One: It Hurts

One Year Later

Her eyes snapped open and a longing in her heart made her shiver, Blaise, she thought, is gone. She swallowed as she turned over and saw everyone still asleep. It had been a year since he died and two years since she had been in his arms. She was in her sixth year. Her best friend was Draco Malfoy, even thought no one would believe it at first they were forced to face the fact that Malfoy saved Ginny's life at least three or two times during the first battle.

With a sigh she got up and walked to the bathroom, it's over, she thought; he's gone...no more memories. She said shaking her head. She reached over to turn the faucet but tears sprang as she looked at her wrist. Five or four scars-she couldn't remember how many, besides her eyes were blurred by the tears that wouldn't stop dropping down her face-were there. She blinked back tears and her nose went up on instinct.

She was strong and she was going to stay strong. But even if she was...she took out a razor and hurt herself anyways...

"Ginerva?" A voice asked behind her as she walked away from the breakfast room after only eating some sausages and some beacon with a gulp of orange juice.

She turned around and smiled slightly, "hey, Draco."

She shivered as she watched his eyes boar into hers as if he knew something was hurting her but he didn't know what. "You alright?" He asked as his eyes softened slightly.

She nodded and gave him a false grin, "peachy!"

He frowned, "too 'peachy!' If you ask me," he drawled before crossing his arms, "what are you up too?"

She shrugged, "nothing."

"Come on," he said, "something's up."

"I'm fine," she huffed, "just leave it alright?"

He shook his head and pushed a lock away form his eyes, "still don't believe you," he said his nose going up slightly. His usually pale grey eyes darkened, "did you dream about Zabini, again?"

She frowned and nodded, "it was the battle," she said looking up to the clear blue sky, "why can't I forget?"

She heard him sigh, "I don't know...but I can't either. The reality of it is that I killed him."

She looked back at him and gave him a hug, "it should be harder for you then me."

"But it isn't," he said pulling away, "you're in more pain then I am," he uttered darkly.

She eyed him curiously, "what are you on about?"

He shrugged, "nothing a matter," he showed his wrist. Her face pale as she saw a long lined mark trailing down the middle of his write all the way to near half-way up to his elbow. "This was stupid," he said his eyes watching her and not his cut; "I did it when I saw my mother get nearly killed by my father before she killed him."

She traced the cut and looked up at him, "that was nearly a year ago," she said softly as he covered it up again.

"Exactly," he drawled; eyes still dark and lip in a firm line, "I was stupid. Nothing is more stupid then bringing yourself pain," he said not meeting her eye, "if it weren't for that battle the week later I wouldn't have met you. If I hadn't met you then I wouldn't have been able to heal my inner wounds."

"Draco?" She asked eyeing him.

"You saved me...in an odd way," he said, "when I saw you crying for Blaise...I knew I wanted that too. Weather it was from you or from another girl. Didn't matter...I just knew love was real, stupid at times...but real."

She nodded understanding, "who would've known," she said a teasing smile appeared on his lips.

"Known what exactly?" He said an eyebrow rose.

"That Draco Malfoy, wants to be in love," She said the twinkle was back again and he smiled on the inside.

"Shut it," he said wrinkling his nose.

"Oh," she said covering her mouth, "I'm sorry, irked now?"

He sighed, "what ever you say," he said taking a bow, "I am at your service now."

She smiled, "I got you, don't I?"

"In a way yes," he drawled standing again, "until I can get something off of you of course," he said.

She rolled her eyes and pushed him away, "you're such a git."

He nodded, "a handsome, lovable git, eh?"

"Lovable...maybe...handsome? I don't know," she said. He glared at her and back up as he tripped her and she fell on the floor. He trapped her before tickling her. She squealed and started to fight him. But as she pushed him away one of his nails caught her wrist and re-opened her cut. She screamed out and clutched her wrist to her whimpering. Her eyes watered and her throat caught. She couldn't breathe...she blinked her eyes and memories consumed her like it did when ever she touched that spot with pain.

"Ginny," he cooed his breath tickling her ear. His arms were wrapped around her waist and his head in her hair, "I missed you today."

She giggled and turned around while placing her arms around his neck, "I missed you too."

He snuggled into her neck, "don't leave me tonight."

She bit her lip, "Blaise...I- I don't know."

He smiled at her, "I'm not asking you to sleep with me...only be with me."

She smiled back and kissed him softly, "alright."

"Ginerva?" Draco called out shaking her. Her eyes were shut her breathing was different she squirmed and his eyes noticed her wrist...bloody and cut. So, he was bloody right...she was cutting her self.

Next Chapter:

She felt an arm around her waist, a body pressed against her back, and a soft breath against her ear. She felt safe and warm turning around she snuggled into their chest...not knowing she woke them up. Although, she thought blue eyes but she was wrong because grey eyes stared down at her starting-to-fall-back-to-sleep form.

A/N: I need help. Apperently the site won't let me have more then up to 'w' for my summery. So would you help me and re-write it so I can fix it? Also...looking for a beta reader.