Chapter 7 Mirror into My Soul
"and if I bleed, I bleed!
knowing you wont care
and if I sleep just to dream of you
and wake without you there.
isn't something missing?
isn't something.."
Draco was lying on his bed. It was well past two in the morning and he still couldn't sleep. All he could think about was what had happened earlier that day on the train. The fear in her eyes had been too noticeable. How could the youngest and weakest Weasley put up with her stepfather? And for the whole summer, too. "What does he have over her that keeps her so quiet?" Draco asked himself. Of course, Draco had known about the beatings. His father had informed him about it around the middle of the summer. He hadn't bothered to ask his father how he knew; now wishing he had. Lucius Malfoy knew everything about everybody. Whether it be good or bad, Draco's father knew the deepest secrets that any person had.
The weasel's mother must have known, after all it was her husband and her daughter. But as a mother did she not have the love or bravery to stand up for her only daughter? Stephan obviously didn't beat his wife; there was no purpose for it. He already had control over her through his money. If their mother hadn't married Stephan they would have no money and therefore no place to live. Although it was against his better judgment, Draco threw on a tee shirt and shoes and walked out the portrait hole.
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Ginny had been sleeping on and off the entire night. Each time she had fallen asleep she would dream of the beating she received right before she had left. And each time she had woken up in a cold sweat clutching her knife under her pillow. Around two-thirty in the morning she had given up on sleep. She'd rather have bags under her eyes in the morning than have to relive what had happened. Her stomach growled when she remembered she had not eaten. She had skipped the feast when an enormous ache came over her heart. She had chosen to relieve the ache rather than eat. She got out of bed silently, doing her best not to wake her roommates, and left through the portrait hole. Soon enough she found the entrance to the kitchen and tickled the pair. To her surprise house elves were still working in the kitchen.
"What can Star do for you, missus?" one of them asked.
"Umm, I missed the feast and I was hoping to get some food," Ginny said slightly embarrassed.
"Of course, missus, of course! No need to be embarrassed, Star will get you all the food you want!" The house elf replied kindly. She then gave Ginny two mince pies, a small container of pumpkin juice and some fruit.
"Thanks a lot," Ginny said happily.
"No need to thank me, missus. Star is glad to serve you," the house elf said with a deep bow. Ginny left the kitchens and was about to go back to her common room when she changed her mind. She had never truly experienced Hogwarts at night. "It might be fun," she thought to herself, "the worst that could happen would to lose points or get detention, no big deal." Ginny walked as silently as possible, but met no one on the way. She opened the door to the castle just enough so she could squeeze through. By the time she had realized it she was already sitting by the lake enjoying her well-past-midnight snack.
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Draco had been pacing back and forth on the third floor for fifteen minutes. He didn't know what he was doing there but he didn't want to return to the dungeons. Draco gave a heavy sigh and walked to the window. He stared at the moon and saw the silver glow it emitted over the lake. As he looked down toward the lake he noticed something by the shore. At first glance it appeared to be an animal but when the figure stood up and threw rocks into the lake he knew it was a person. Draco quickly left the window and ran down the stairs in hope that it was the person he thought it to be.
Ginny stood up and began to throw rocks into the lake. Maybe, if she was lucky, she could see the giant squid or some of the other creatures that lived in the lake. She didn't hear the person behind her until they spoke.
"You're lucky I'm not on prefect duty tonight, weasel, or I might have to dock some house points," said the cold voice. Ginny instantly turned around and jumped back in surprise. Just her luck, it was Draco Malfoy.
"What do you want, Malfoy?" She said with distaste in her voice.
"That's my business, Weasley. But a better question is what are you doing out here when its three in the morning? No doubt eating," He said when he glanced at the unfinished food, "I guess you got hungry after missing the feast."
"How did you know I missed the feast?" Ginny asked.
"I noticed that there wasn't anyone bowing and scraping and Potter's feet. That's usually your position isn't it?" He said with a smirk. Although he could barely see her face Draco knew that would make her angry, but she didn't answer.
"I don't believe you answered the question I asked earlier, so I'll just repeat it. Does each one hurt more than the one before?" He asked. There was silence for a few moments before Ginny answered, "I have no idea what you're talking about, Malfoy."
"Oh, I think you do weasel," he replied, "the expression on your face just gave the whole thing away. And by the way, your little method of relief won't hold up forever. I assume that's why you didn't attend the feast."
Ginny's jaw dropped. He knew? How could he possibly know? She had been as subtle about it as possible. How could he have found out? Draco turned around and began to head up to the castle.
"Malfoy wait!" Ginny called. He stopped and turned around when she asked, "How did you know?"
"Fear, pain, suffering and disgrace; I can see it all in your eyes. Your eyes, Ginny, are a mirror into your soul."
A/N: A little more Draco/Ginny stuff there. I hope you enjoyed the chapter! I had some extra time on my hands tonight so I got you guys another chapter.