Don't Cry

D/G

Disclaimer: Anything you recognize isin't mine.

Summary: Ginny hates her life, she hates everyone in it, will suicide be the answer to her problems, and how will a certain Slytherin fit in?

Chapters:

Depressed

Am I dead?

Why

Get of my CASE!

I love you

Am I dead now?

Is it the End?

NO!

I love you too

A/N

Chapter two: Am I dead?

Ginny's Point of view: Ginny fell for what seemed to her and eternity. Old memories flooded back to her and she cried. She was falling so fast her tears seemed to fall up and for a moment she wished she hadn't thrown her self. But then the wind stopped and she was flying, the night sky was a perfect clear blue and there where no clouds. She was in peace. "ARE YOU CRAZY? What in the devil where you trying to do?" Someone asked her.

She cried in annoyance and confusion when her peace was disturbed.

NO! I'm not dead?

Draco's Point of view: It was such a peaceful night, perfect for a walk around the castle. Where he could be alone and just have the weight of the world off his shoulders. He inhaled the sweet aroma of the night. He looked around and grinned. He looked up and he saw someone falling.

"What the hell!?" He yelled.

He ran forward... there was nothing else to do. He didn't know what to do.

He pointed his wand straight at the person and said a quick spell. The person flew slowly towards him and he let that person down softly on the ground, well at least he tried too.

The shock oozed out of him and for the first time he got a good look at the person in front of him.

The girl had fire red hair and big brown eyes. Could this be the Weaslette?

Normal Point of view: "ARE YOU CRAZY! What in the devil where you trying to do?" He yelled at her.

"ARGH!" She cried, a look of pure confusion and anger etched on her face.

"You- you- you fell from the window! You did it on purpose!" He said to her, the shock flowing back in to him. 'Why would the Weasel try to kill herself?' He thought.

"Aren't I dead?" She asked him, she got a good look at the person standing in front of her. He was wearing khaki pants a light blue polo shirt, icy blue-gray eyes, and white blonde hair... Draco Malfoy had saved her?

"No of course not! I saved you." He said pompously.

"WHY DID YOU SAVE ME? YOU BIG PRAT! I WANTED TO DIE! IM JUST GOING TO GO BACK UP THERE AND JUMP AGAIN!" She yelled back at him.

"No you are not." He said calmly.

"Why not? WHO'S GOING TO STOP ME? YOU AREN'T!" She yelled.

"Yes I am. Your in wizards debt, I saved your life, nothing you can do about it, and I order you never to jump out of a window again." Draco said smirking.

"But, but, you don't understand! I can't believe you!" She wailed.

"I'm sorry, but you aren't going to be jumping out of windows for some time."

"You're a horrible person." She said calmly. "Don't you know it." He said walking off.

Oh did she hate him right now, more than ever.

She didn't have to do what he says. Ha! In fact she was going to go right back up and jump again.

That's exactly what she did. She stood on the window still, this time no hesitations.

Unlike before she kept her eyes open when she fell.

She landed with a soft thud.

ON SOMEONE'S BROOM! God if every time she tried to kill her self some guy would show up, she wasn't dying anytime soon.

She landed on Seamus's broom. He turned around to face her.

"Hey Gin, where'd you come from?" He asked her.

"Just put me down." She told him.

"What ever you say." On the ground she once again met up with the smirking ferret.

"I told you not to jump out of the window, every time you try something will save you, simply because you're in wizards debt." Malfoy said smirking.

"Would you just leave me the hell alone! Whether I kill myself or not is not your problem! And don't you dare go tell anyone!" She screamed at Malfoy.

"I wont tell anyone if you promise not to jump out of anymore windows." He told her.

"Fine." She said.

"Promise me." He retorted.

"I promise." She said back.

"Okay then, I guess I'll see you around." Mafloy said continuing his walk along the castle grounds.

"Wait, why does it matter to you whether I live or not?" She asked him.

"It doesn't matter!" He yelled back.

If it didn't matter you would just leave me alone...

I revised chapter one and two, because when I started this fic I had just turned twelve... there where some things I needed to fix.