Draco's mother gasped and stepped back as draco examined the limp form. "Weasly!" He asked aloud, for the first time, the shock was evedent on his face. Narcissa gaped open mouthed. "Well lets get her inside.." She said finally after a moment. Draco looked at his mother as if she was crazy. "WHAT?"
"Pick-her-up-and-take-her-in-side!" Narcissa glared at her only son. Draco scowled and bent, picking up the littlest weasly in his strong arms and walking after his mother into the house. "Im going to have to burn these clothes..." He drawled in a whineing tone. "Shut it." Narcissa growled, as they entered the sitting room.
"Set her here..." Narcissa jestured towards the couch. Draco set the small red head on the couch and stepped back. What was her name? Draco wondered why he asked himself that. It dosent matter! The weaslys are all muggle loveing scum anyways...right? OF course. Draco looked uneasily at her bruised and cut body. Her face was relaxed, her mouth closed.
If it wasnt for all the scratches, she would have looked like an angle.
"ennervarate" Ginny's relaxed face tenced as she sat up instantly, stareing around like a doe in headlights. When she saw her rescuers, her eyes widened even more (If that was possible).
"Are you alright, Miss weasly?" Narcissa asked in a soothing tone. "Would you like to tell us what happened, and why you were in our garden?" Narcissa asked sweetly, setting a hand on the girls arm. Ginny nearly jumped out of her skin when Mrs. Malfoy touched her. Draco stared with an unreadable expression on his face, as Ginny's beautiful brown eyes darted from Mother to son. But where was that usual sparkle?
Draco chewed the inside of his cheek as the small Weasley shook.
"We
cant help you if you dont tell us what happened." Narcissa said
to the red head.
Ginny snapped out of her trance and she looked at Narcissa. "We were attacked..."
Ginny stripped off her jeans and slipped on some shorts. Narcissa walked into the room. "Alright lets look at those legs..." Draco entered as Narcissa was performing a spell on the burns. For a moment, his eyes widened, but slowly he recollected himself and walked on through the room. "Draco, wait, I need to go to get some ointment for this, and contact Dumbledore, and her brothers. Can you stay, and Draco will with you?" Narcissa asked them.
Ginny nodded without looking at Draco. Draco stared down at her legs for a moment more before nodding also.
"Alright, well then I will be back shortly." Narcissa walked briskly out of the room. Draco stared at the littlest weasly untill she turned her head and stared right back.
"Whats your name?" Draco asked, supriseing himself. He was attempting to have a conversation? What was he DOING!
"Im Ginerva...Ginny." The weasly replyed, her voice still a little shaky. Draco actually felt something hit him in his chest. What was it? Sympathy? Draco had never felt it before.
Ginny stared into his eyes, they were like endless pools of grey and silver, enchanting. He stared hard at her before opening his mouth to speak again.
"Would you like to get something to eat? I expect your hungry." Ginny nodded, her mind boggleing at the fact that the Malfoys, Of ALL people, were her rescuers, and were doing everything possible to help her.
"Why...Why are you being so...nice?" Ginny asked lamely as he helped her down the stairs. Draco froze and his eyes snapped onto hers. "Wea-Ginerva..." He started, trying to think up an excuse, because the truth was, he had no idea. "Because my Mum wants it." He answered, and started down the stairs again. "Well you could have just left me to get hungry...your mum never said to feed me..." Ginny said shakily, not believeing that Draco Malfoy, the person who had caused her family so much pain, had his arm around her waist, and was helping her down a stair case. Ron would kill him.
Draco didnt reply untill they reached the breakfast room when he had two house elfs go get Ginny something to eat. He sat down across the table from her and pondered her question. Ginny smiled weakly at him, hopeing that he would answer, but when he just stared, she spoke up. "You dont have to answer or anything...its just-never mind..." She Paused and took a bite of her eggs, not wanting to eat too fast that she would get sick.
"Those burns are bad..." Draco observed, although her legs were under the table. "Well...They dont hurt too much...Its fine." Ginny said, her brown eyes fixing on his. He looked into them, and couldent pull away. They were like magnets, forceing him to look into them. Draco found her eyes so emotional. Even when she was at hogwarts, when he avoided her as much as possible, he could always see what she was feeling. Right then, they were the exact same as always, only devoid of their usual sparkle. They had hurt, confusion, pain, and even hopelessness in them.
Draco pulled his eyes away finally as Narcissa stepped into the room. "Here, Ginerva, now be a dear, Draco and help Ginnerva put that on her legs. It will help with the pain." She walked around and handed draco a bottle of potion that looked paste like and smelled of lemons. He dipped his fingers into the substance and gently started to rub it on Ginny's legs, she moaned but otherwise kept quiet.
"Professor Dumbledor would like you to stay with us tonight and tomorrow, and then take you to Kings Cross with us. Draco nodded as Ginny looked up. "But..."
"And dont worry," Narcissa cut her off, knowing exactly what the young girl was about to say. "We will be going to Diagon Ally tomorrow to get you clothes, as all of yours were lost in the fire." Ginny looked up at her
"Mrs.Malfoy..." She started, not knowing how she was going to ever repay her.
"And your brothers have been informed that you are safe, and if I am going to call you Ginny, you will call me Narcissa." She finished. Narcissa was indeed suprised when the girl flung herself at her, hugging her around her neck.
"Thank you..." Ginny whispered, tears collecting at her eyes. Narcissa stared at Draco with an amused look on her face as she patted the girl on the back, as Ginny smiled into Narcissa Malfoy's shoulder.