Chapter 10

She had slipped away from him during the night and started to wander down unknown corridors, turning down hallways, and she found, much to her curiousity, a door on the third floor that was opened ajar, but she had this nettling feeling it was to remained close. She set her back to the wall as thoughts ran through her mind; his touch, the feel of his fingers on my bare flesh, the way he whispered, 'You'll never be alone, not as long as I'm protecting you, I promise.' It had hurt when he had first entered her, penetrated her body, made her cry out, tears flooding her vision as she felt, for the first time in sixteen years, completely alive. She wore the sheerest of nightgowns, green with silver lining, and she tied her hair in a loose bun. As she stepped from her spot to go back to him she heard a voice. "Well well, as I live and breathe, Miss Weasley, it's a pleasure to see you again, what a magnificent outfit you have on." Her hair unraveled as it was pulled out of its holding as she was whirled around to face the coldest eyes she had ever witnessed. "Are you taking good care of him?" his voice was husky as his hand cupped her cheek and he leaned closer.

"Please," she pleaded hoarsely, "let me go." There was no light in this corridor now, only her panicked breathing and his slow, even one. She felt his other hand slid to her waist as he pulled her closer. "Stop it."

"My son deserves better then a worthless fatherless rodent." Lucius Malfoy sneered cooly.

"He's happy! Leave us alone! Let me go!" She shoved him away and he fell back, and she crumbled against the wall and held her head. Go away. Leave me alone. Please. She never heard a pair of footsteps approach and someone grabbed her again, she screamed and struggled against her attacker before she fainted once more.

What is going on?

He sat with his head in his hands, contemplating what to do. He had found her on the third floor and as he brought her back to his room she started to tremble. He thought maybe the fever had come back but when he pressed his hand to her forehead it was normal. Everything about this girl was now becoming stranger to him as the night lingered on. She was resting, finally stopped writhing, on his bed while he sat in the chair by his desk. Maybe she was regretting what they had done? That didn't connect with the state he had found her in, it didn't make sense. He knew what he had to do but he was hesitant about it. Her mother knew where she was, but still, if he sent that Owl out, then she would most certainly find out. He ran his hands through his hair in agrivation and growled softly. She was having a nightmare now, he heard the mattress squeaking without even having to look up. "Don't...you promised you would protect me!" That was what caused his eyes to lift to her and he saw something that made his blood run cold; he watched the skin on her arms tear, blood dripping onto his sheets, but she never uttered a word, her features seemed peaceful as the marks appeared on her stomach now, the nightgown slipping off as if invisible hands were removing it. He stared as her bloody arms raised and fell back behind her head, she could only seem to move her hands, her wrist bound. "Please," now her eyes shot open and she turned to gaze at him, her eyes hollow. Draco watched with horror as someone melted into view and they were holding her down, leering at her.

"Will you shut up? He can't help you. I've cast a barrier around us."

As she whispered was "Taka" until his lips covered hers and she felt her body being drained.

"You don't know how fucking frustrating it is to see you with him, do you?" he snarled, bent down and ran his tongue over her ear before asking, "I'd like you to thank me for bringing you here. You are a fool to think that Lucius Malfoy would be wandering around this house. And he," Taka hissed, turning to Draco, his eyes flat "gets to watch as I destroy what he loves. You will not deny me any longer." Her eyes started to unfocus as she saw Kuro standing beside Draco, her nails grazing his cheek as she dipped her head and caught his lips. Ginny watched him respond slowly. No.

Draco's hands wound in her long blonde locks before he stood and gripped her tightly. "I will not let you hurt her!" He shoved her away into Taka who fell also. They hit the ground only to hear, "Petrificus Totalus!" shouted and their bodies went rigid.

He need to get away. He swept out the door of Malfoy Manor and headed down near the town of Hogsmeade again. He needed a place to stay. His mind searched and he Apparated away with Ginny wrapped in a silk blanket and in his arms. He landed with ease on the grounds and started his walk. Help us, please. He was starting to feel weighed down by fatigue and he sank to his knees, still holding her close. "We need to get inside but I can't move." Abruptly he felt that it was something more holding him back.

"You thought that little trick would slow us down?" Someone grabbed him from behind and he let out a snarling growl before falling back, his hands completely empty now, he felt his heart speed up. The mud was all over him now as the rain poured overhead and he heard her, faintly. She was crying, so distant. "Don't fucking look at him, he can't help you!" She screamed as Kuro kicked her in the ribs and she doubled over, hair fanning out into the mud, and there was a cut arcoss her left temple.

He breathed in dead air, his lungs refusing to work correctly as Taka's arm crushed his chest. "I will have her, even if I have to remove you from her life entirely. She will be mine." His arm tightened and Draco's vision blurred, the last thing he saw was her brown eyes, blank, and the blood sliding down her face, there seemed to be a hell of a lot more then before. The edges of his mind were becoming hazy and dull when the darkness finally took him.

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Note: Sorry for the shortness of this chapter. I need to get that over with and think of the next part. But I promise that this fic is not over.