"He'll be fine, he just needs some rest..." Madam Pomfrey assured Ginny, "Well, Miss Wealsey, you can leave now."
"Okay...thanks for everything." Ginny left quickly not realizing Draco was walking swiftly behind her. She arrived at the great hall when she noticed him.
"What?" she asked crossing her arms.
"That was a very brave thing you did."
"Really? I mean...I was being brave for you, because you know when he wakes up and realizes what happened, he's going to kick your arse." she smiled devilishly.
"He's going to try." he chuckled a little bit. Ginny unfolded her arms, "You think that..." She continued walking, and talking with Draco for a few minutes when a small group of students stopped their walk.
"Hey Draco." Pansy twirled her index finger around a curl that annoyingly stuck out above her ear.
"What do you want?" he looked sharply at her. She stuck her bottom lip out. He put his arm around Ginny, but she didn't protest.
"What are you doing fratonizing with her? Lose a bet?"
"No I didn't lose a bet. Did you lose one for looking like a hairy mutt today? Wait, you've always looked like that."
"A mutt!" Pansy scowled.
She looked around and saw slytherin eyes peeping at her, keeping a watchful eye if she back talks the leader's most devoted servants son. The Slytherin leader. She simply looked at the ground, and stalked off, an even smaller group of slytherins followed her, while some stayed behind.
"You are seriously jepardizing your reputation if you continue to hang out with that Weasel." Blaise Zabini folded his arms, and the rest of the Slytherins did as well. Draco got in Blaises face and looked him up and down.
"And you're seriously jepardising your reputation of having hands. Do not mess with me Blaise, or your life be a living hell" Blaise scoffed and went back to the Slytherins, and they stalked off together, without their leader, who was left with one who was supposed to be his rival.
"That was...interesting." Ginny stated, somewhat smiling, and she and Draco continued walking. They were dawdling down a long, random corridor, when their hands brushed against each other. Draco stopped, so Ginny did the same. He looked at her with the utmost sincerity, and grabbed her hands, her fingers freezing cold, but he held them tight.
"Ginny...I know we haven't been at the best of terms in the past, and I know we will still have conflicts between us...but this whole thing is my doing, and I'm truly, and sincerely sorry." Ginny smiled and was about to speak, but Malfoy silenced her by placing his finger over her lips, "I promise I will be there for you and the child. I will tell my father first thing tomorrow morning, as soon as I straighten out my mind, and figure out exactly what I'm going to say..."
"But, your father will kill you...possibly literally..." Ginny looked at the stone floor, with her tone growing softer by the moment.
"He's my father, I know what will get to him and what won't." he put his index finger on her chin, and tilted her head up, "Chin up, darling, it's not the end of the world..."
"Sometimes...it just feels like it is." After a calm moment of silence, came a loud bang from the door directly in front of them. Draco put up his barriers, and immediately turned into protective mode, he shielded Ginny from the door.
It sounded as though thunder itself was pounding it's symbolic fists onto the door, and the two were surprised it hadn't yet broken. Ginny covered her ears, and as soon as she did so, she was pulled away by Draco running in the opposite direction. Right as they ran, a lumpy greenish thing emerged from the now broken doors, stomping and roaring in fury, and Ginny now realized it was a rare kind of Mountain Troll. She skipped the details because all she focused on was saving her and her unborn child's lives.
Draco randomly chose a door, and shoved them all inside, hoping that the troll would be too slow to turn, but he was wrong. The troll charged through, and grabbed Ginny by the stomach, when Draco shot a spell at him, it caused the troll to drop her. The now frozen troll could do no more harm, but what harm had been done to Ginny and the child within her?
Draco raced to her side and was checking to see if she was okay. She was unconscious, and barely breathing. He could only hope that she was alright, for from what he could tell, she was practically on the other side of the veil, from so much damage to such little a frame.
"Help!" He called. "Please...Help! Anyone!" He called into the barren castle, calling for the only hope he could gain.