Chapter 2: Caught in the act
Draco Malfoy was sitting in the Great Hall when Pansy "Pug face" Parkinson sat down next to him far too close for comfort. Malfoy continued to ignore her even as he felt Pansy's hand slide up his thigh. He turned and smirked at her, giving her his whole and undivided attention for 2 whole seconds before returning back to his meal. Despite the rumour that he and Pansy were a couple, Malfoy hated the girl and only put up with her to please his father. He knew his father was already organising their wedding for next year after his graduation but he'd be damned if he ever married the Slytherin whore.
His gaze wandered to the Gryffindor table where the "pansy house" ate their meals and he scowled darkly in the direction of the dream team. He noticed that the Weasley's sister wasn't there and frowned slightly. He'd noticed her looking a bit pale last night at dinner and she hadn't turned up for any of her meals today. But of course her prat of a brother wouldn't pick up on that. It wasn't that he was worried about the Weasley girl; he couldn't even remember her name. It was something like Vinny, Dinny or..Ginny that was it. He just knew that there was something wrong and he planned to find out what it was. After all it's always good to know your enemies weakness. Draco drained his goblet and stood up, letting Pansy's hand which was running circles round his thigh drop to the bench with a smack. He smirked one last time at her before setting of out the Great Hall to collect to his invisibility cloak and see what the little weasel was up to.
Ginny gasped as the blade cut deeper than she had intended. She had just wanted it to be a little bigger than it had been. It was getting harder to feel the same amount of release, but she needed it, she needed it desperately.
To begin with she'd cut herself in order to punish herself for the terribly things she did in her first year. Nobody had understood what she had gone through and how she had felt and no one had even tried to. Her first year at Hogwarts had destroyed her and now people kept away from her in fear of whether she was still possessed. In actual reality Ginny knew that she had never been truly possessed. Tom had manipulated her, bending her to his own liking. But she could hardly tell anyone the truth. So she cut. She gauged in to her skin and let the blood run free and she would continue until there was no blood left to drain from her veins. She was addicted but too proud to admit it. She had to stop, but who could she turn to? Although at one time her reasons for cutting were understandable, now they were just trivial. A fight with one of her housemates and she was locked in her dorm with her blade or sometimes bits of glass she had found.
Suddenly, the door creaked open and slammed. Ginny jumped in shock and threw herself on to her four poster bed pulling her curtains around her. Her heartbeat paced rapidly and she was breathing rapidly. Surely no one had finished their dinner yet. No one usually came back for another hour.
Draco Malfoy stood by the girl's dormitory door. He had meant to quietly sneak in and find out what the Weasel girl was doing and then leave as soon as possible but his plan seemed to have back fired. He hadn't realized the door would creak so loudly and when he saw what the little weasel was doing he had frozen and accidentally let the door slam. He stared at the spot where Ginny had been sitting and where a drop of blood had spilt in her haste to hide. Slowly he raised the sleeve of his robe and traced the thin pale white scars that covered his arm. He'd stopped now, but for two years he had cut himself until the stage where he knew he couldn't continue any longer. He had started it as a way of releasing all his anger and frustration at his father. His father had beaten him and he had known that no one would notice a few cuts and scratches on his arms. He couldn't cry. Malfoy's didn't cry. So he had turned to the next best thing. He felt a sudden swell of anger at the girl. What reason did she have for cutting herself! Did she even know what pain was! How could she. She was surrounded by a family who loved her and would do anything for her. She had no reason to cut herself.
As Draco fought to control his temper, Ginny's head peeped out from the curtains. She had heard the door slam but no one seemed to be in the room. She peered all the way around her dorm before coming out from behind the curtains. She stared at her arm. It still hadn't stopped bleeding. The release that she had felt was turning in to panic as she realized it showed no sign of stopping. She found a handkerchief inside her draw and started dabbing at the wound frantically praying that it would stop before someone found her.
Draco watched from 2 metres away as the girl tried to stop the bleeding. He sighed in frustration at her lack of common sense and pulled his cloak of. He saw the look of shock on her face turn quickly to fear and saw her open her mouth in an attempt to scream. In a heartbeat Malfoy was at her side with a hand clamped over her mouth.
"Do you want everyone to see you in this state?" Ginny shook her head frantically from side to side, "Then I suggest you shutup and let me take a look at that." Ginny's eyes widened and she gaped at him in surprise. Malfoy grabbed her uninjured arm and dragged her towards the bathroom. He filled up one of the sinks with water and grabbed a flannel from the cupboard aswell as some gauze. Neither of them said a word as Draco cleaned her wound and wrapped the gauze around it.
Ginny stared at Draco with shock, confusion, uncertainty and a bit of apprehension. She had no idea what he was doing in her dorm room or why he was there or even why he was bandaging up her cuts.
As Draco wrapped up the cuts, he was mentally questioning himself. 'She's a Weasley, what the bloody hell am I doing?!? This is her problem not mine. I should just walk away. Now. Before I become too involved and she thinks I care.' But try as Draco did he could not walk away from the weak, defenceless girl. It was easy to miss from afar, but up close he could see the shadows that haunted her murky green eyes. Something bad had happened to her; something which had broken her in to lots of tiny fragments. He wasn't entirely sure what he wanted and needed some time to think. He finished the bandaging, rinsed the sink, picked up his cloak and without a word left; leaving Ginny staring at the door.
Authors note: Hi everyone! I just wanted to say a big thankyou to all of you who reviewed. Some of you said I should just scrap this fic, but most of you said to continue so I did.
For those of you that wanted to know, yes the title is taken from a song called "Strawberry Gashes" funnily enough by Jack off Jill.
I actually wrote the beginning of this fic a year ago because my best friend used to cut herself she told me about it in such great depth that for a while I was going to try it. Luckily I didn't, but I needed to write about it to get it out. I just want to say that although cutting does make people feel better, don't be dependant and if you can, try to stop. It's hard but you can do it!
Thankyou to watermelonz, InsaneHyperness and lilsteves for adding me to your favourite author lists
Draco Malfoy was sitting in the Great Hall when Pansy "Pug face" Parkinson sat down next to him far too close for comfort. Malfoy continued to ignore her even as he felt Pansy's hand slide up his thigh. He turned and smirked at her, giving her his whole and undivided attention for 2 whole seconds before returning back to his meal. Despite the rumour that he and Pansy were a couple, Malfoy hated the girl and only put up with her to please his father. He knew his father was already organising their wedding for next year after his graduation but he'd be damned if he ever married the Slytherin whore.
His gaze wandered to the Gryffindor table where the "pansy house" ate their meals and he scowled darkly in the direction of the dream team. He noticed that the Weasley's sister wasn't there and frowned slightly. He'd noticed her looking a bit pale last night at dinner and she hadn't turned up for any of her meals today. But of course her prat of a brother wouldn't pick up on that. It wasn't that he was worried about the Weasley girl; he couldn't even remember her name. It was something like Vinny, Dinny or..Ginny that was it. He just knew that there was something wrong and he planned to find out what it was. After all it's always good to know your enemies weakness. Draco drained his goblet and stood up, letting Pansy's hand which was running circles round his thigh drop to the bench with a smack. He smirked one last time at her before setting of out the Great Hall to collect to his invisibility cloak and see what the little weasel was up to.
Ginny gasped as the blade cut deeper than she had intended. She had just wanted it to be a little bigger than it had been. It was getting harder to feel the same amount of release, but she needed it, she needed it desperately.
To begin with she'd cut herself in order to punish herself for the terribly things she did in her first year. Nobody had understood what she had gone through and how she had felt and no one had even tried to. Her first year at Hogwarts had destroyed her and now people kept away from her in fear of whether she was still possessed. In actual reality Ginny knew that she had never been truly possessed. Tom had manipulated her, bending her to his own liking. But she could hardly tell anyone the truth. So she cut. She gauged in to her skin and let the blood run free and she would continue until there was no blood left to drain from her veins. She was addicted but too proud to admit it. She had to stop, but who could she turn to? Although at one time her reasons for cutting were understandable, now they were just trivial. A fight with one of her housemates and she was locked in her dorm with her blade or sometimes bits of glass she had found.
Suddenly, the door creaked open and slammed. Ginny jumped in shock and threw herself on to her four poster bed pulling her curtains around her. Her heartbeat paced rapidly and she was breathing rapidly. Surely no one had finished their dinner yet. No one usually came back for another hour.
Draco Malfoy stood by the girl's dormitory door. He had meant to quietly sneak in and find out what the Weasel girl was doing and then leave as soon as possible but his plan seemed to have back fired. He hadn't realized the door would creak so loudly and when he saw what the little weasel was doing he had frozen and accidentally let the door slam. He stared at the spot where Ginny had been sitting and where a drop of blood had spilt in her haste to hide. Slowly he raised the sleeve of his robe and traced the thin pale white scars that covered his arm. He'd stopped now, but for two years he had cut himself until the stage where he knew he couldn't continue any longer. He had started it as a way of releasing all his anger and frustration at his father. His father had beaten him and he had known that no one would notice a few cuts and scratches on his arms. He couldn't cry. Malfoy's didn't cry. So he had turned to the next best thing. He felt a sudden swell of anger at the girl. What reason did she have for cutting herself! Did she even know what pain was! How could she. She was surrounded by a family who loved her and would do anything for her. She had no reason to cut herself.
As Draco fought to control his temper, Ginny's head peeped out from the curtains. She had heard the door slam but no one seemed to be in the room. She peered all the way around her dorm before coming out from behind the curtains. She stared at her arm. It still hadn't stopped bleeding. The release that she had felt was turning in to panic as she realized it showed no sign of stopping. She found a handkerchief inside her draw and started dabbing at the wound frantically praying that it would stop before someone found her.
Draco watched from 2 metres away as the girl tried to stop the bleeding. He sighed in frustration at her lack of common sense and pulled his cloak of. He saw the look of shock on her face turn quickly to fear and saw her open her mouth in an attempt to scream. In a heartbeat Malfoy was at her side with a hand clamped over her mouth.
"Do you want everyone to see you in this state?" Ginny shook her head frantically from side to side, "Then I suggest you shutup and let me take a look at that." Ginny's eyes widened and she gaped at him in surprise. Malfoy grabbed her uninjured arm and dragged her towards the bathroom. He filled up one of the sinks with water and grabbed a flannel from the cupboard aswell as some gauze. Neither of them said a word as Draco cleaned her wound and wrapped the gauze around it.
Ginny stared at Draco with shock, confusion, uncertainty and a bit of apprehension. She had no idea what he was doing in her dorm room or why he was there or even why he was bandaging up her cuts.
As Draco wrapped up the cuts, he was mentally questioning himself. 'She's a Weasley, what the bloody hell am I doing?!? This is her problem not mine. I should just walk away. Now. Before I become too involved and she thinks I care.' But try as Draco did he could not walk away from the weak, defenceless girl. It was easy to miss from afar, but up close he could see the shadows that haunted her murky green eyes. Something bad had happened to her; something which had broken her in to lots of tiny fragments. He wasn't entirely sure what he wanted and needed some time to think. He finished the bandaging, rinsed the sink, picked up his cloak and without a word left; leaving Ginny staring at the door.
Authors note: Hi everyone! I just wanted to say a big thankyou to all of you who reviewed. Some of you said I should just scrap this fic, but most of you said to continue so I did.
For those of you that wanted to know, yes the title is taken from a song called "Strawberry Gashes" funnily enough by Jack off Jill.
I actually wrote the beginning of this fic a year ago because my best friend used to cut herself she told me about it in such great depth that for a while I was going to try it. Luckily I didn't, but I needed to write about it to get it out. I just want to say that although cutting does make people feel better, don't be dependant and if you can, try to stop. It's hard but you can do it!
Thankyou to watermelonz, InsaneHyperness and lilsteves for adding me to your favourite author lists