Title: Withering Rose
Disclaimer: I'm not JKR and I don't own anything... :( I wish I owned Draco
A/N: EDITED ALSO
CHAPTER 2
She closed the door gently behind her, and that's when she fainted.
Ginny slowly came back to consciousness. She understood what had just happened, that she had fainted; but she was confused. I guess I was really tired she thought, but even she didn't completely believe herself. She stood up slowly in an attempt to avoid a wave of dizziness, and made her way to her bed. She tried to forget about it, but it stayed in the back of her mind for a long while. She knew, without wanting to, that her fainting was just one side effect associated with struggling against the mental and physical pain of black magic. Just like the bruises on her arms were an effect of struggling against another kind of pain.
Draco sat on the ground; with arms folded around knees, he watched the sunset. It spilled red and gold across the grass and the small pool under a tree a few yards off. Four months ago, those colors would have made him think of Gryffindor, which would have made him immediately want to go inside back to the cool grey walls of his room. This time, however, he thought of the way Ginny's hair would have looked with those rays bouncing off of it. He had been sitting there for a while, just thinking, and attempting to organize his thoughts. He stared without blinking into the sun's reflection on the water, and like the water, his silvery eyes showed nothing beneath, only a reflection of the world around him.
Draco heard the footsteps approaching behind him, but remained motionless. He knew he wouldn't see her. He had given her the Invisibility Cloak on what could have been considered their one-month anniversary, not that he would have acknowledged it at that point. He felt the invisible hand rest on his shoulder. The cloak was a precaution. Whether he was using Ginny or not, Lucius would not want his son associating with Weasleys. But that's what I've been thinking about, isn't it? Whether or not I am using her. Is it more than that?
"Draco," she said, so quietly, even he barely heard her. Without a word, he stood up and walked through the grounds back to the manor. Ginny silently followed him, careful to be exact. She knew about his family. She knew about the hexes and curses all over the grounds. Draco made his way through the long halls and to his room, where he closed the door and whispered a simple silencing spell. Then he looked at Ginny and decided the best way to tell her what she wanted to hear more than anything else.
A/N: Although you commented before I edited, a special thanks to: Skybluepink: Thanks for the compliments, and you have a good start on your new fic ronsfavfan18: Thanks, Draco and Ginny is one of my favorites too. xseleanea: No, I'm not done with it yet..:) Thanks for commenting!