Chapter Five – The Madness Of Draco Malfoy

Ginny came down to the kitchen to find Molly cleaning up. Her breakfast was waiting for her on the table along with a tray.

"Where's everyone?" she asked.

"Ron went to visit a friend," Molly replied. "Harry and Hermione have gone to Gringotts."

"Oh." Ginny made to sit down but Molly stopped her.

"Can you take this tray up to Malfoy?" Molly asked.

"No!" Ginny scowled. "I'm not going up there."

"Take it upstairs now!"

Grudgingly, Ginny took the tray and stormed up the stairs. Muttering angrily under her breath, she knocked on the door. When no one answered, she threw open the door.

Despite the bright shining sun outside, the room was quite dark. All the drapes were shut. Anger rising, Ginny threw on the lights.

"This is just—" she stopped when she saw him. His pale blonde hair was worse than Harry's his eyes rimmed red. Oddly, Ginny's anger deflated and was replaced with pity. She set the tray down on her desk.

"Mum says you have to eat so she commanded I take this up to you," Ginny mumbled loud enough for him to hear. She turned to leave but stopped. He'd said something. Jumping to the conclusion that it was an insult, she turned to him, anger flashing in her eyes. "What'd you say?" she asked fiercely.

He looked taken aback. "I said thank you," he replied.

"Oh," Ginny felt all the blood rush to her cheeks. "Well, you're welcome then."

Still unable to believe that he'd thanked her, she went back downstairs. Molly had gone. She looked back up the stairs. She was alone with Draco. She didn't know whether to be scared or angry. She ate her breakfast quickly and took off to for Percy's room. She was going to stay there until someone came home.

"Just because he was nice doesn't mean he's trustworthy," she mumbled before sitting on her bed, desperately hoping someone would come home soon.

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She wasn't aware she'd fallen asleep until she woke up to the sound of someone yelling. She sat up, her eyes wide with fear. It was coming from the next room. Her room. Slightly shaking, she got up and went out into the hall. No one seemed to be home yet.

Where could they possibly be? She thought. It bothered her that she was the only one alone with Draco Malfoy. She was afraid he'd gone insane. She knocked lightly on the door. The yelling had stopped. She leaned her ear against the door but couldn't hear a thing. Is he… dead? Getting an idea, she ran down to the kitchen and threw open a drawer. It was still there. She grabbed the Extendable-Ear and ran back upstairs. She pressed it against the door. Sure enough, she heard something.

"I'm sorry mother… Father… I'm so sorry… Please forgive me…" she frowned. She listened some more. "It's all my fault… I shouldn't have joined… I should have been sure no one was listening in! It's all my fault!"

she cringed when she heard something break. She just hoped it was nothing special or important to her. The yelling resumed, followed by loud cracking noises and yells of pain. What was going on in there? Why was he crying and apologizing? Shaking her head she moved away from the door. With a quivering hand, she opened the door. She ducked as a lamp was thrown at her.

"What the bloody hell are you doing?" she demanded.

"GET OUT!" he yelled.

"It's MY room!"

"GET OUT!" he repeated as he fell to his knees. "Get out…"

Afraid he might curse her, Ginny shut the door and ran back to the other room. The other's had better get home soon because this Draco Malfoy was crazier than the other one she knew.


Author's Note: Another update! Hahahaha seriously, I hope you guys this story! If not just tell me and I'll like take it off! And as for the requests for a sequel to Summer At The Grangers I'm thinking about it but I'll have no clue what to call it... Well I have an idea... Anyway! Thanks for reading and don't forget to review!