A life without a soul

Chapter 9: Diagon Alley

By: amythistmoongodess

A/N: Draco and Ginny may not be acting how some people would expect but who cares! MY story MY characters MY rules. Don't like it too bad.

Disclaimer: J.K. Rowling owns this not me. Just the plot is mine.

It was morning, Draco, and Ginny headed to Diagon Alley to purchase their school supplies.

It was exactly how Ginny remembered it to be, crowded and alive with commotion. Except for one small detail, it was exceedingly bright. Ginny squinted in pain and walked cautiously through the crowd towards the most expensive shop she could see. Novelty robes had always been a dream to Ginny but today that was all going to change.

Twenty minutes later Ginny was being sized for the most expensive robes she had ever seen, but she didn't care. All her life she had lived in rags; and for what? Because her father refused to make an acceptable wage to support them. And its not like her mother would die if she worked one solid day in her life. None of that mattered much anymore, seeing how she would never see her mother again.

Ginny spoiled herself buying the finest robes she could find, including a tight fitting red velvet set of robes that she absolutely adored all of her robes came with matching shoes as a sort of package deal. Just when she was about finished she saw a gorgeous green dress hanging on a display rack. She walked near it slowly, almost as if it would bite her. It was a classic mid-evil floor length satin dress, with a low cut front and sleeves that flared at the elbows. In the back it had a built in corset for effect and Ginny fell in love with it.

It was as if a disease had taken over her and in no time flat she was 'cashing out'. As she was about to pay the woman, who else but Draco intervened. He payed for all of her things and helped her carry them out. Not wanting to cause a scene Ginny stood silent until they stepped inside of a small pub for a butter beer.

"Why did you do that?" Ginny asked after they had been comfortably seated.

"Because I was attempting to be a gentleman. Just because I'm undead dosent mean I'm heartless, and where would you have gotten the money to pay for it anyway?"

"I've been working for the past six months." she said with a sullen expression.

"Doing what? And how did you hide it from your family?"

"I am a vampire, after all, and I don't need to sleep as long as I feed more frequently. I worked at night, after everyone was asleep. It was my job to transport the bodies of diseased prisoners of Askaban."

"Are you kidding me? They actually make someone do that? I didnt know that Azkaban had enough dead prisoners to need someone to take them away."

"I did about three or four runs a night. Usually each one had three to five prisoners. Azkaban has a lot more people than you would think. Many of them are left over followers of Voldemort."

"Your telling me it didnt bother you?"

"Not until one night, when I had been working there for two months. I hadnt slept once since I started and I had a heavy transport load. There were five of them that night. Four men and one girl. The mens faces, I never saw, but the girls was not covered and before I left the bodies I saw her face."

"And?"

"It was horrible"

Ginny looked down into her lap, she had stopped talking and Draco didn't want to push her. Just as she started to calm down who else walked in but the three musketeers, the dream team, the siamese triplets, the super heroes of Hogwarts, the boy who lived and his drooling entourage, yes that's right; Harry, Hermione, and Ron had just stumbled their clever little way into Draco and Ginny's hiding spot, and there was no way they could hide.

Harry, Hermione, and Ron walked into a small pub in diagon alley intending to rest after a full day of shopping. They had intended to be looking for Ginny, but the spoils had quickly gone to their heads. As they were about to sit down, Ron spotted a very familiar flash of red sitting next to none other than Draco Malfoy, the dastardly devil himself. Ron stormed over to them and slapped Ginnys hand, sending a full mug of fresh butter beer flying.

"What are you doing here with him? Have you finally lost it?" Ron screeched at her.

Ginny looked up at her older brother with pitifully sadened eyes, but she stayed silent taking it all in. Draco looked at her and felt a wave of anger flash through him. Standing he grabbed her brother by the neck and lifted him off the ground.

"Touch her again, Ronald and I'll have your head." with that he tossed him to the side and escorted a shocked Ginny out of the pub.

Once outside he took her around a dark corner and pressed her against the wall. "Are you alright, love?"

"You called me love." she said in shock

"That I did, love" he said back

Ginny arched forward and traced the line of his lips with her tongue. She pulled away to see his expression. Draco's eyes looked a little glazed, but he was better at this game than she was. He grabbed her slim figure and kissed her senceless, and just as she was begging for more he let he go. They walked into the alley again, Ginny following Draco, holding tightly onto his hand, both of them knowing he'd won this round. Stepping into the floo network they both yelled "Leaky Cauldron" and dissapeared.

A/N thats all for now. The plot thickens.

Dunh dunh dunh!

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