A/N: I've realized that I really need to bring the plot back into this story. I've just been focusing so much on trying to get the characters to interact with Draco that I have almost forgotten my plot. But no worry! This chapter shall start turning towards the plot. And I did the evil cliffie at the end because I do actually want the boys to interact. They haven't really done much. Also, I've noticed there are too many plants in this story so far I need creatures...I already have one created but I think I should add more.

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Oh and I have already started the next chapter, have been writing more detailed notes too. :)

Nineteen: You Can Never Tolerate A Malfoy

The next morning Ginny got up to get dressed and also to clean up. She took a short shower and went into Hermione's room. The girl was still sleeping; she was curled into a little ball. She looked like a child, but Ginny hoped it would not be that way. Ginny gently shook Hermione to wake up.

"Hermione how're you doing?"

"I'm fine. I still don't remember anything important. Harry and Ron explained a lot to me yesterday, maybe too much," She stated with a yawn.

"Well why don't you get dressed for we have to find Pansy. Did they tell you about Pansy?"

"The witch? The one who Malfoy adores but is very ugly?" She asked. Clearly Ron and Harry were trying to push nasty thoughts against Malfoy in her mind. She had spoken the name with disgust and had called Pansy a witch, in a not-so-nice way. It wasn't that Ginny minded this for she too abhorred Pansy and didn't think much of Malfoy.

Then again it was Malfoy who had taken her when she was falling from the tree. It was Malfoy who had allowed her to embrace him for a very long time. She even snickered in his chest. She turned red with mortification. Hermione gave her a curious expression.

"Well we have to find Pansy, even if we do not like her much. I suggest that you stay with Harry and Ron. This island is dangerous, if they haven't told you so far so it would be a good idea to stay with people who know how to defend themselves."

As soon as she had finished that statement both Ron and Harry came into the tent and walked into Hermione's room. "We heard voices so we thought we could check up on 'Mione," Harry said.

"Well she still has amnesia, but I suggest we continue. We are on the other side of the island and Parkinson should be here somewhere," Ginny replied but still in a guarded tone. She was still silently angry with the two of them. After that she left the tent to grab some breakfast from the fruit basket. In the fruit basket she noticed something tucked up in one of Ron's shirts that he had brought. She opened it and found a slimy, but edible fish. It made her smile with the thought of who will cook it and how.

Soon after breakfast was over she decided to go into Ron's room. Ginny sorted through Ron's trunk and found an almost ebony wand in it. She had hid the wand from Malfoy when she learned he was a Death Eater but now decided it would be best for everyone if he had it back.

Malfoy as usual was just lazing around in his tent when she found him. She threw his wand at him hoping that he would at least get the idea to catch it. Instead, the wand just hit the side of his wall and landed on his bed right next to him. He got up and gave her a small smirk. The moron couldn't even listen to a silent command. He was so difficult.

"We're leaving in fifteen minutes so eat up," She said throwing a piece of fruit at him with her wand.

She was about to leave when he replied in a snake-like tone, "It was my pleasure."

Turning around, Ginny was angry with all of the boys on this island. She cleared her throat and asked, "My pleasure?"

"Saving you of course. You haven't said a word about it." Malfoy said with a raised eyebrow, "I expected that your sort would be gratified. I guess that…"

She interrupted him, "Malfoy you are a Death Eater. And always will be a Death Eater. I know you told me that sob story of your pathetic life, but you still are one. In my eyes a Death Eater cannot be redeemed. The only good Death Eater is a dead one." With that she stomped out of his room and into her own tent.

Of course she hadn't meant any of what she said. The words that had come out of her mouth sounded a lot like those of Percy's. Why was she sounding like her least loved brother? She loved him but never in her life did she imagine sounding like him! Why couldn't she sound like Bill or Charlie, but Percy? Malfoy did save her yesterday, and she usually was able to put up with his snarky comments. And then at the same time he didn't even say anything when she embraced him tightly as if the world was going to end. She had barely escaped death and it was all because of him. The man had saved her and this was what she did in return? Her heart fluttered at her stupidity and then at his unseen bravery. He had saved her when Harry and Ron chose not to. She was going to apologize, but then Harry had come to ask her to leave the tent. They were packing up already. Now that she thought about it, it wouldn't look good to apologize. In Malfoy's eyes only the weak apologized, and looking weak around him was not a good idea. She would wait for a better moment.

Malfoy was dumbfounded by her outburst. He had saved the girl's life, and still he could not be redeemed? Well she did have a profound hatred for Death Eaters, but did she really wish them all to be dead? He always thought that she was a woman of justice. What happened to that system? Then again, their family probably created effigies of him and his family on the anniversary of Voldermort's fall. It was an ancient feud. Now this meant that he was going to die. Now, the idea didn't bother him as much as it did a few days before. Of course he was going to die, he should have realized that you couldn't escape the consequences of the Dark Mark. He was still in his tent when he started to notice that the walls were coming closer towards him and shrinking at the same time. They were collapsing the tent with him still inside. Running out of the tent with his wand he cursed Ron. The boy was almost rolling around laughing for Malfoy had shrunk about six inches. When he was still inside the tent the spell started shrinking him too until he ran out. Harry started laughing too, until Ginny pushed him aside and started yelling at him.

"This is not the time to play foolish pranks," She said eyeing Malfoy with a tiny hint of amusement. The boy was now shorter then her and it was somewhat amusing, "Malfoy take the curse off of my brother and Harry enlarge Malfoy."

As those words came out Harry and Ginny started laughing and Malfoy started shrieking with a boyish voice. (He was actually just yelling but his vocal chords had also shrunk) He covered his mouth and gave an expression only a Death Eater could carry. Harry stopped laughing and decided to bring Malfoy back to his original size. Ron was then unbinded by the curse that was put on him.

Hermione had been sitting on the sand looking at the ocean waves during this incident. They finally called her over and she walked in-between both Harry and Ron. When they finally were ready to move on the five of them starting walking along the coast. Ginny decided to stay next to her brother, although she was mad at him she rather wished to be next to him than Malfoy. Malfoy lagged behind again.

He didn't understand the girl. He had saved her life and allowed her to embrace him, almost suffocating him. Why was she angry now? It was as if he had just learned how it felt like being a hero and then was thrown back into his original world. Why was he only shown a temporary moment of that life? If that was all he was going to get, it was a moment he was going to cherish. His gaze went to Ginny's back. Little did he know that Ginny was consumed with the thoughts of her previous actions. She despised those actions and wished to take it back. He watched her talk somewhat angrily with Ron but still conversed with him. What were he doing that was different then the others? His gaze then went to Ron and his expression of curiosity turned into a frown. Ron had turned his attention from Ginny to Hermione and Harry. They were asking about her well-being.

"The mud-blood is really useless now, shouldn't we just use her as sacrifice? If the plants devour her maybe they would be satisfied and would not try to kill us anymore. That must be why the island is upset with us. There is too much foul blood."

Harry and Ron turned around angrily, "Foul blood? Look at you and your soiled blood. Think you are better with your pureblood? Pale as a ghost with horrid eyes. Your mother looks as if she carries a foul smell around wherever she goes. Is it the Malfoy's? Was she forced to marry into the family by your father? Did he imperio her? Then again rumors say that your mum's a gold digger slut." Ron had obviously had been blind with rage. The Malfoy family was considered a very prominent and handsome family. The boy must have known that insulting the looks of the family would touch a nerve of Draco's.

"Do not speak that way about my mother!" Draco stated approaching dangerously close with his wand pointed straight at Ron's chest.

"Why can't handle the truth…the truth…," Ron was about to state another comment when Ginny pinned his arm in a painful way and Harry stood in front of him as if to be a shield for Ron.

"Malfoy we have had enough of your snide comments, Ron and I have been very tolerant but the threads are starting to snap. You are outnumbered here, and you don't want to mess around. Alone on this island, it would be easy to hide a dead body." Harry stated in a threatening tone. He was giving another death glare at Harry but his full attention was still at Ron. Lowering his wand he decided not to mess, not yet. This was twice in the past ten minutes that Ron had made Malfoy look subordinate to him. It would not happen again, even if he were outnumbered.

"You know there were always rumors that your slut of a mom spent nights at the Zabini's. Why do you think Blaise looks so much like you?" Ron had shouted still angry. He had enough of Malfoy, and knew that right now verbal abuse was his best move of revenge. There was no way anyone could tolerate a Malfoy. Enough was enough.

Draco dropped his wand on the sand and rolled his sleeves up. This was the last straw, "Do not insult my family you foul blooded areshole. She is not a… My mother has beauty that your mum would give up her chubby upper limb for, maybe even would agree to stop breeding. She has the manners only a member of the Black Family could contain. She would never in her life… My mother doesn't look like an overgrown pig that lives in a bloody hovel." His voice increased with each word until he was yelling as loud as his voice could allow. Pushing Harry aside he raised his arm back and punched Ron square in the nose.

Ginny surprised at his actions, which were after all understandable for her brother had insulted his dead mother, let go of Ron's arm and allowed him to stumble backwards and land on his knees. Ron was clutching his now bloody nose and silence fell among all of them. Draco was breathing heavily from his eruption and stood there satisfied with the blow. Harry had fallen to the ground and now lying had seen Draco show off his physical strength. He quickly got up to stop Draco from hurting his friend and took out his wand. By this time Draco had already picked up his wand and turned his attention to Harry where he threw a terrible curse that hit Harry's arm. Blood spluttered around as a deep gash opened in his arm.

Ron had now gotten up watching Draco and threw a curse back at him. Draco was sent flying ten feet backwards and landed with a thump against one of the trees. He painfully got up but both Ron and Harry were glaring at him with extreme anger. Harry threw his arm back and knocked Draco against the tree again. Ginny had run towards the three of them and attempted to stop them. However, with three very skilled wizards who also played quidditch for many years of their lives she decided to stay a few feet to the right. If there were to be another punch her wand would help her.

The two boys and the tree behind him surrounded Draco. If he gave up now he would look like a coward. Although Slytherins were known for their use of cunning to get out of such situations he still did not want to be named a coward. With one swift attack he threw a curse back at Harry (which actually turned into another curse that he had never in his life used before) then attempted to dodge the blow Ron threw at him. He was hit on the side and quickly kicked Ron in the stomach.

"Stop it! Stop it!" Hermione finally said screeching at them from a distance away. She was afraid of these people now, before she thought they were her friends but they way there were acting surely wasn't the way friends acted. Everything was very confusing.

Ginny decided to use a spell to break the two boys from Malfoy. As she was a little to the right of Malfoy she used the spell but as usual it was her wand that decided to malfunction and she was sent backwards, but only by a foot. She landed in a bed of flowers. For a few moments she gazed at the flowers, which faced her and emitted a small puff of brownish air and then she fainted.

"Ginny!" Ron cried and then the two other boys stopped what they were doing to look at her with astonishment.