You Gave Me My Life

Chapter Eleven:

Twisting an Innocent

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. Yet, Blaise always did pop up at the worse times.

Past Chapter:

When that thought crossed her mind, she shivered and he pulled her close thinking it was the cold that made her shiver, "want to head in?"

She shook her head and leaned it upon his shoulder, "I don't think I ever do."

She felt Blaise pull her closer and kiss her head before she felt something hit head back. Turning he saw a grinning Harry and surprisingly Pansy holding snowballs. Blaise looked at her and they both grinned before going to grab snowballs while snowballs were beginning to be pelted at them.

Chapter Eleven: Twisting an Innocent

Ginny laughed as Harry pelted her before dodging behind a tree. She leaned against the tree and listened intently. Someone was coming closer. Forming her snowball, she turned and hit them with it only to wince once she realized whom she hit, "sorry," she murmured and he wiped the snow off his face.

He scowled, "and I thought you had better aim," he mocked.

She glared at him, "you had no right sneaking up on me."

He glared back at her, "how was I to know you were there?"

She shook her head and walked away, "I'm not going to have this with you."

He took her arm and said very gently, "why?"

She stiffen at his touch, "Michael," she said her voice a drawl, "let go of me."

He smiled at her evilly, "I think I'd rather not," and then he leaned forward, "you know I forgot how you kissed."

She tried moving her arm, "you have a girlfriend," she spat at him.

He snorted, "broke up with me."

She rolled her eyes, "seems you have bad luck with even the worst of girls," she said her eye blazing, "let me go."

He touched her cheek and she flinched, "come on Gin," he purred which made her sick, "just one kiss."

"No," she snapped, "lay of me!"

"I think you should," a voice drawled, "She does have a humongous temper, you know."

Michael turned and glared at Draco who leaned casually against the wall with his smirk on his face, "stay out of it, Malfoy."

"I'd rather not; Corner," He said his voice icy, "and I rather have you not touch her like that or would you like me to grab Zabini and Potter?"

Michael glared and took a quick look at Ginny before heading off and she shuddered slightly, "thank you."

Draco smirked and turn to head off, "looks like I saved you life once again, Weasley."

She watch his walk off for a few moments before heading off after him, "it won't ever be the same between us, will it?" She asked her voice sounding slightly hopeful.

He eyed her, "I'd rather not talk about it."

She sulked and wasn't afraid to let him see, "right, well, see you then."

He nodded and walked away again, with her not following.

It was around one when Draco had woken up with cold sweat clinging to him. He barely even remembered the dream but dreaded it and hoped he was wrong before creeping down the steps.

"Yes," he heard as he neared and looked around the corner to see Zabini and for some reason no surprise, Nott. "When does the lord need her?" He heard Zabini ask and leaned more to hear.

"He says as soon as you possibly can," Nott said in a gruff voice, "I suggest you make it sooner then planned his already kill two men."

He heard Zabini sigh, "Tell him it shouldn't be hard she's trusting me very easily."

Nott snorted, "The girl still has feelings for you?"

Zabini smirked, "I figure she would've gone to Malfoy but surprisingly they've been on the edge since I've arrived. I found them fighting already,"

Nott grinned evilly, "Our lord won't be happy to hear this."

Zabini laughed, "He still wants Malfoy to join?" Nott nodded. "Fool," Zabini, said shaking his head, "Malfoy would rather die now."

Nott laughed, "And how would that be? You do know his still a baby compared to the rest."

Draco gritted his teeth and looked around. He found a quill on the ground and when he neared his bedroom door, he threw the quill down stopping all talk between them before heading back to the loo in the room. He waited for a moment and headed out, "Zabini?"

Zabini looked at him and yawned, "Malfoy."

Draco smirked, "how's my dear old friend, Virginia?"

Zabini raised an eyebrow, "good in what ever position I assure you."

Draco laughed getting both sides of it, "I hope you hell when you hurt her, Zabini if she won't be up to it, I'll do it myself."

Zabini smirked, "I'd be watching your back instead, Malfoy. You don't have much to protect you any more do you? No, Virginia to be by your side with the golden trio and no daddy to cry too."

Draco raised an eyebrow, "really? It seems to me you're playing the trick on your own. Virginia won't trust you so easily."

"And why's that?" He asked his eyes flashing at him.

Draco smiled glad to have irked him, "only time will tell, won't it?"

Zabini's jaw clenched before he waved it off and headed to his bed while Draco entered his own not sleeping until he heard a faint snore.