The Demons Inside Of Us All
It held her over the edge of the roof, seven stores up, it loved the thought that it could end the screaming girl's life at any moment if it chose to. It chuckled at her pleading and sobbing "Don't cry, none can save you now." It said in an eerie, calm, way. "Why w-why me!" "Ginevera Weasly, you are carrying an unborn child-" "What do you want with my baby!" she screamed. "The child is an abomination! I t would look very…embarrassing for my master if it wasn't …taken care of. If you're lucky this can be quick, and, who knows, maybe you'll be spared."
While it said this, it noticed a slight change in her gaze, it was slight, but definitely a change. It also smelled something….oddly familiar. It then heard something large and heavy being swung through the air. In the blink of an eye it moved ever so slightly to the right and watched the sword that was aimed for him, plunge straight into Ginny's leg.
She let out a blood-curtailing scream as the nerves sent signals to her brain and it dropped her to the rooftop. She lay there twitching and sobbing, trying to pull the large sword out of her upper thigh. "If you try to fight, you'll hurt her even more." It told the teenage boy, while still watching Ginny struggle, a satisfied smirk on its face. "HOW DARE YOU! I'LL KILL YOU!" the boy screamed out before starting to sprint towards the creature.
"Now, now, we can't have any of that, can we?" the creature said and snapped his fingers. The boy instantly smacked headlong into an invisible barrier. He was thrown backwards, his nose broken, he wiped the blood away and was back on his feet without even flinching. "Let this barrier down now." The boy said, now shaking with rage. "Do be a good boy and let me finish first." The demon said as it started back over to Ginny again. "NO DEMON!...I request a duel." "A duel? Sigh Well I guess I can't refuse, those are the rules, aren't they?" the creature said, looking in the boy's direction for the first time. "Fine." The demon went over to Ginny and wrenched the sword out of her leg. She gasped, but noting the amount of blood pooled around her, she estimated the limb was in shock. Out of instinct, she pressed the artery to stop the bleeding but her hand was smacked away by the creature. It settled down beside her and sealed the artery. "Can't have you dying now, mind you, it will still hurt."
It picked up the sword and to the boy's surprise, offered it to him. "If I must win, I like to do it fairly." It said, still offering the sword to the boy. He took it and had barely positioned himself when it launched itself at him. In a split second he was caught in the face by the demon's newly sprouted talons. He was thrown into the air and skidded to a halt about eight feet from the edge of the roof, blood seeping freely from his open wounds into his platinum blonde hair. The demon started towards him at a slow walk "My master said to try not to hurt you, I was only to harm you if you got in the way, I really don't want to do this but….. seeing as you're putting up such a resistance……."
It picked up the bloody saber and maintained the slow gait to his prey. The boy knew what was coming and struggled to get up off of the hard, stone rooftop. He started to run shakily from the creature but it was to fast, it caught him in the stomach with its fist. "Draco, Draco, Draco, do you see what happens when you try to fight, you get hurt. Face it, you can't win." It lifted Draco's face up and hissed "Are you listening boy?" When he didn't answer it said "Fine, I hope Ginevera doesn't have a weak stomach." After that being said, it dragged the boy closer to Ginny.
"Time to die boy, and you Ginevera will watch." At that the demon launched his fist yet again into Draco's gut. "I love you Ginny!" He was able to gasp out before the creature released his talons, puncturing his body. It then kicked the boy's twitching body off of his monstrous claws. It turned to finish Ginny off but was caught in a bout of chuckles when he saw her pale face covered in flecks of the boy's blood just staring at his lifeless body. "Now, we're off to see master, I'm sure he'd love to have some fun with you." It said as it dragged Ginny's limp body to the edge of the roof.
It tightened its grip on her robes and launched off of the roof. It didn't make it very far because he was suddenly jerked to a stop. Draco's almost lifeless body had cast a bonding spell on the demon. Unfortunately, the sudden stop had loosened Ginny's body, already slippery with blood, from its grip. As the demon reached back to split the bonds with his talons, Ginny slipped from his grasp and started plunging downward. With the last strength he could muster, Draco slid off of the roof to save her. As he was hurtling through the air, shutting all pain out of his mind, he focused on one thing, Ginny.
He arched what was left of his back, willing himself to go faster. Ginny was too heavy though, with the extra weight of the baby, she was falling faster than Draco could. As he was flying through the air, Draco noticed the demon was gaining speed out of the corner of his eye. In a split second it caught up to her, latched on and started to fly away. "NOOOOO! EXPECTO PATRONUM!" he bellowed, screaming the first spell that came to mind.
The spell hit the demon square in the face and it writhed in pain as angry, red boils sprang up on his skin. Trough all of the writhing it, yet again, dropped Ginny, but this time Draco was ready, he positioned himself directly under her falling body. With a groan of agony from his bleeding wounds, Draco caught her and promptly passed out.
Draco awoke with half of his body in the water of the lake. Out of the corner of his eye he could see a lump with shocks of red hair. "Ginny!" he breathed, his wounds protesting in agony. He tried to get up but gasped and grimaced in pain as his innards spilled out even more. He needed to get Ginny out of there, it was morning but none would see them unless they looked out of a window. Draco was sure that Ginny had lost a lot of blood, the demon's seal on her artery had probably worn off by now. Only one thing was clear: get to Ginny and get her somewhere safe. He thought for a moment a decided that he would probably be able to crawl over to her. He rolled over into the crawling position and whimpered, the drying blood over the wound was pulling apart and bleeding again. He brought his leg up further towards his stomach but almost crumpled under the excruciating pain that shot through it. He looked back at it and saw a white bone sticking through his calf about half way. He lay back down and tried to control his breathing, but failed miserably, he leaned his head to the side and promptly vomited. He flipped over with much difficulty and figured out a way to maneuver himself forward using his arms and one good leg. It was very slow work and he sorely wished that he had his wand but it was splintered in two, lying about six feet from where he was now. About half an hour and a lot of pain later, he was half way to Ginny. "Just a little farther" he told himself, but his limbs were screaming and seemed as though they were on fire. A few more pushes and rests and he was at her side. He rested for two minutes and had to cut it short when he actually saw the amount of blood pooled around her. He groped for her wrist to try and find a pulse. He pressed and his heart almost stopped, he couldn't feel anything, he felt again, pushing harder and his heart swelled, there was a pulse, it was weak and sporadic but it was there. He shook her shoulder lightly, then harder and she roused slowly, in his opinion, too slowly. She opened her eyes, and when she saw him, she burst out "Draco!" "It's all right….Ginny." as he said this he winced and grunted in pain. "Oh Draco, you're hurt, we need to get you to the hospital wing!" "I'll be fine, I'm more worried about you." He wheezed. As he barely got that thought out, he started wondering how, exactly he was able to breathe. Due to the pain in his lungs, he figured the demon must have punctured his lungs along with broken a couple of ribs. He breathed in to tell her something and commenced in a small coughing fit that brought blood spraying out of his mouth. "Draco……!" "Ginny…….I need……..your help……" "What is it?" " Get…..Madam Pomfrey." "What and leave you here? Not a chance!" "Ginny I don't….have much time…..and I can't….be moved…….I-I'm in so much pain……..please." "Alright." She said and gave him a chaste kiss on the cheek. "I'll be back soon. I love you." As he watched her struggle slowly back to the castle he begged anyone who was listening, "Please, I want to be a father, I want to see the woman I love so dearly again……please." He lie there, remembering all of the good times spent with his Ginny: there first kiss in the quidditch, the warm fluttering feeling he always got at the sight of her, there first snogging session, there first anniversary, and ah yes the most special moment of his life, creating the child that was now growing deep inside of Ginny's belly. A stab of fear went through him as he thought of the baby, how could it have survived the fall unscathed? No, he told himself, I'm not going to think about that, I just want the love of my life back…….please. A sound interrupted his silent prayers, the sound of the giant oak doors swinging open and running footsteps. "Thank you." he whispered.
Hey guys, another one of those storys that just pop right into your head, you know the drill, thanks for reading
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