Chapter Ten
Colin was in shock. Since when did his best friend fall in love with enemy of the world? Okay, maybe he was being just a tad prejudiced about him. But it was Malfoy, his family ruined so many peoples lives. Again, Colin was forced to re-consider. Malfoy's parents killed the people. Not Draco Malfoy himself. But still!
After pacing a bit in one of the many rooms the safe-house offered, Colin realized he was being unfair. He knew Ginny wasn't stupid. Maybe Malfoy had changed. Maybe he was a decent person. He was after all an Auror. Harry talked to him. Suddenly, Colin realized he needed to apologize to Ginny. He was being unfair and he knew it.
Colin quickly paced towards the mess and when he got there he was surprised to see Draco and Ginny kissing softly across a table, amidst some wolf whistles and soft muttering.
After a few moments, Ginny and Draco broke away, but they were not embarrassed. Both were just way too happy to be.
"Ginny, get a room," said Colin. Ginny turned around to him and smiled. Boy, was she glad he was pissed at her anymore.
"Let's" said Draco devilishly, grabbing her hand and pulling her up. Ginny could only giggle like an excited school girl as they both ran out of the mess and into the corridor.
Draco and Ginny just kept running until they got to his dorm, panting. Draco opened the door and Ginny stepped inside.
'Geez, these dorm's are tiny. At least it's not a tent though,' thought Ginny.
"Wanna sit down?" gestured Draco towards the bottom bunk.
"Yeah, sure," replied Ginny as she made the move to sit down. Draco lit a few lanterns which set a warm and soft glow over Ginny.
"How's your shoulder," asked Draco, leaning on the wall. He badly wanted to kiss her again, but he thought she thought he was moving too fast.
"It's a bit tender, but it doesn't hurt too much. Something pierced my shoulder. Did I lose a lot of blood?"
"Yeah, but its ok, I fixed it," smiled Draco shyly. Ginny could have melted. Ginny's eyes seemed to tell Draco to come closer, and he wanted to. He wanted to hold her close and never let her go. Because Ginny Weasley loved him. She understood him and accepted him. Because Draco loved her too.
Draco took a step closer towards Ginny, and another. He finally reached her and he seemed to fall into her outstretched arms, holding their embrace for a few silent but content minutes.
Draco slowly lowered Ginny and himself onto the bed and they simply lay there. Draco just couldn't be more over the moon. She was like an angel he once saw when he was a little kid, walking through a muggle street. It was one of those people who looked like statues, but were actually just posing really still. It was Christmas time. Suddenly something clicked in Draco's mind. Ginny was like Christmas! All year long, and when she woke up, he wouldn't be able to wait to tell her how lucky he was to have her.
After talking with Amanda about their mission, and the list of casualties that would soon follow after Hot-Diggity posted the list, Harry decided to call it a night. He trudged back to his dorm and pushed open the door only to find Ginny sleeping in Draco's arms, their calm faces illuminated by the dying light of the torches.
Harry sighed and smiled. They looked so good together. It brought back all the memories of Ginny and him back in his sixth year. She was so feisty. If he had made his move sooner, they would have had great times together. It made him sad that he always set her aside. With Draco, it seemed he gave her his un-divided attention, like she was all there was. Harry knew it wasn't his fault he set her aside sometimes. That was what happens when you're the survivor of "Lord" Voldemort. He realized Ginny deserved better. She deserved someone like Draco.
By the way their chests were rising and falling softly and steadily, he guessed the two love struck people in the bed were completely knocked out so Harry quickly stripped down and put on his pajamas. Taking one last look at the couple, Harry then climbed onto the top bunk of his bed.
Colin was in the lower bunk of the bed. He knew Ginny loved top bunks. Looking down at his watch, he noted it was 9:46 pm and that Ginny had probably spent the night in Draco's bed. Feeling left out, Colin waved his wand and the all the torches went out in the room. He had kept them on for Gin.
Finally being able to simply relax in a warm, soft bed did wonders for Colin, but he felt a bit robbed because this was Ginny and his time to discuss their feelings on what was happening. He was happy for her, but he didn't know this whole new Draco that well.
He really, really missed his best friend. Back in Hogwarts they were really close, discovering a lot of their classmates were poofs and airheads. Also, what happened with their first year. shudder.
In their seventh year, Ginny applied for an Auror apprenticeship but they were full up. That's when the Ministry recommended the Underground to her which boasted similar training, though it wasn't too widely known by the whole of the magical community.
After she had been accepted by the Underground she was whisked away for four years of training. Colin had already been accepted into the Auror apprenticeship before hand and he went directly to that.
All the lecturers and professors at both campus's trained their students hard because of the oncoming battle with Voldemort. So for four long years he hadn't seen his best friend, and now it looked like he wouldn't be seeing her very often now.
Colin also had this lingering thought he kept pushing to the back of his mind.
'What if Ginny dies in battle? What then huh?'
'What if I die in battle? Who will replace me?'
But Colin was a positive guy, and the thoughts never stayed around for too long. Giving one final sigh, Colin closed his eyes and drifted off to sleep.
Ginny opened her eyes to the ray of sunshine and blinked. Happy she was finally in the safe house, after a harrowing six months in the forest, Ginny suddenly remembered the previous night and memories came crashing back.
She looked across the bed and there was Draco, as she anticipated. A slow smile crept upon Ginny's lips as she leant over to kiss his good morning when Harry suddenly jumped from his top bunk noisily to floor.
"Shit! Harry don't do that!" yelled Ginny exasperatedly waking up Draco.
Draco's face was currently in Ginny's boobs because she just leant over his face yelling at Harry.
"Mmmmmmmmm," moaned Draco drawing attention away from Harry and Ginny. Much to Ginny's embarrassment when she looked down. Quickly she rolled over him, being careful to dig her elbow into Draco's ribcage and quickly fled the room. A blush imminent.
"You dong! What did you do that for?" grumbled Draco into his pillow. It smelt of Ginny's personal flowery scent.
"Geez, I don't know, I just thought 'I'm going to jump out of bed this morning.' I forgot Ginny was 'down' there with you."
With a roar, Draco smashed his pillow into Harry and thus ensured a pillow fight.
"Dorm 36, dorm 36," muttered Ginny to herself while quickly striding past the many dormitories that lined the corridors. "Aha, 36."
Turning the handle and pushing through, she came face to face with a nearly naked Colin.
"Nice boxers hot stuff," joked Ginny as her eyes trailed from Colin's abs to his boxers which had little blue and pink pygmy puffs on them.
Colin blushed a bit. He knew he shouldn't be shy, but he was always a bit self conscience about himself since he was always on the scrawny side. It was only the last time he stayed at Ginny's place Ginny told him he was sexy and pinched his arse when she accidentally walked into the bathroom with him naked.
What a great best friend.
"Good night with Draco?" queried Colin, throwing on his robes.
Ginny blushed as the thoughts of the last night and that morning surfaced.
"Did you even get any sleep?" continued Colin incredulously.
"Course I did!" said laughed Ginny. "You know I wouldn't.."
Colin understood. Ginny had been raped by Tom Riddle, it was purely psychological but the effect was the same as the actual unwanted "penetration."
"Let's go grab some brekky," suggested Colin, breaking the unwanted tension.
"I concur!"
The two of them left the room, Colin grilling her on the night before.
"Check it out, they've finally posted the list," pointed Harry to Draco. The two of them stood in front of the message board with the lists of casualties.
"Fuck, Dean Thomas," muttered Harry darkly, as his eyes scanned through the long lists of deaths.
"Oh, it says a bit about who kille.." Draco trailed off as his eyes slid over the name Lucius Malfoy. "Congrats dad, your first published piece of work," said Draco darkly.
Glaring holes into the parchment in front of him lost in memories, only when Harry slapped him on the shoulder and said "your old man is a dickhead."
"Fuck this," said Draco, and he strode into mess, his bad mood in full swing. The mess was buzzing with people discussing the deaths. There were quite a few tears around too.
"Malfoy!" shrieked a female voice from somewhere. Draco whirled around with his eyes narrowed looking for the person who had called him out.
"You!" screamed Jayde Rodreguez. "I hate you! I hate you so fucking much. You and your whole family deserve the fucker!"
"Excuse me?" replied Draco calmly. "What did you say about my family?" Though Draco already had a feeling he knew where this was going.
"YOUR SON OF A BITCH FATHER KILLED MY FIANCE!"
Draco was about to yell something in defense but he decided to shut his mouth. Jayde had just burst into a fresh bout of tears and ran out of the mess, followed by a few friends. It seemed like the entire mess had decided to condemn him through their glares.
"Draco, let's go and get our food, ignore them. They don't know you, they never will," came Harry's voice, trying to calm him.
"Whatever." Draco strode with his head held up to the food bench and as calmly as possible, put some food onto his plate. Draco closed his eyes for a few moments, and tried to make the buzzing hall just melt away.
It worked. But only for a few seconds.
Following Harry to an empty table Draco tried eating as fast as possible. Was it everywhere he went there was prejudice trailing him around?
Harry looked concernedly at Draco but didn't say anything. He knew how it felt to be ogled at, and he knew making a scene wouldn't help. Hopefully, Draco would know that too.
"Oh, they've finally put up the list of deaths and casualties," said Ginny nervously, as her eyes scanned the lists of names.
"Ahh, Miranda Swindleway," noted Colin sadly. "She kissed me on my tenth birthday." Ginny only shrugged morosely and continued reading. The two had been through so many deaths, of close friends and of pleasant acquaintances. They became quite numb, as they knew bawling their eyes out now wouldn't do any good. Still the unfairness of taken lives still lingered in their minds.
As Ginny and Colin were nearing the entrance way to the mess, a woman with tears gushing from her eyes suddenly appeared from it and plowed through the pair. Ginny cried "excuse me! Are you okay?"
The woman only glanced back to see a red headed woman and a blonde man. Ginny it must have been.
"You should be ashamed, dating that filth," shot the woman venomously.
"What?"
"Hey, watch it!" growled Colin defensively.
"Your boyfriend's father killed my fiancé!" screamed the woman finally, dissolving into a fresh bout of tears.
"Oh, I'm sorry. But it isn't Draco's fault. Draco isn't his fath," but Ginny never finished, because the woman shot a silencing spell at Ginny.
"Don't tell me anything," said the woman in a hushed voice. She quickly reversed the silencing spell and strode away, shoulders heaving with the effort of crying.
"Well, that was something we're probably going to experience quite often," said a startled Colin.
"Yeah," replied Ginny softly. Without any further haste, Ginny and Colin strode into mess hall. Colin immediately dashed towards the food bench, claiming he was going to die of starvation. But Ginny's eyes sought out Draco's tell-tale blonde hair.
Ginny began weaving in and out of the masses people, some crying. Ginny knew a few of those who had lost loved ones and gave them her silent and indirect sympathy, but right now she needed to get to Draco. She saw him next to Harry with his cutlery clutched tightly in his hands and he was eating his food quite viciously. Quickly Ginny walked over to him and put a hand on his shoulder.
"Hey," whispered Ginny into Draco's ear. She noted how he visibly relaxed. "Let's go outside, early morning walk."
"Let's."
Taking Draco's hand, Ginny led him outside of the entranceway and into the safe house's enclosed garden in silence.
"Ginny," Draco finally spoke up, "why does it have to be me?" but Ginny shushed him with her finger and she leant in for the kiss. Draco immediately shut up and puts his arms gently but urgently around Ginny. All of his worry's suddenly melted away as he melted into Ginny's sweet kisses.
Ginny did the same with her arms and she loved the feeling of not being alone. It seemed as if Draco was the one. She realized every time they were together he made her feel special. Even when everyone thought he was rotten.
It was like a large park bench magically appeared beneath them as their legs gave way and they sank onto it. After coming up for air Ginny held onto him tight letting Draco know she was on his side.
Ginny sighed and broke the comfortable silence by saying "Lucius is the perpetrator of this mess?"
"Yes, isn't he always? It's like I'm re-living seventh year all over again."
Ginny blushed madly, she remembered giving Draco a lot of verbal shit about his family in her sixth. Draco merely laughed a little and kissed her pink cheek.
"I understand. But do you think I have to do save every single soul to prove I'm not my father? Perhaps dying trying would work much better," muttered Draco darkly.
"Well, that would be wasted on me wouldn't it?" said Ginny sharply. Ginny was only more saddened to see Draco smile dejectedly.
Draco looked at his watch and began to get up. "I've got to get a move on Gin," he said.
"Why? Where are you going?" asked Ginny, peeved that she lost her warm, soft, blonde and not to mention sexy "mattress."
"You know how I'm a fully qualified healer right?"
"Oh yeah, I remember, the whole shoulder thing."
"Well, the St Mungo's healers have been delayed on their way here. In general, only a few of us Aurors are competent healers as well. I've been invited to fill the position of temporary healer," explained Draco.
"Oh." Draco smiled at Ginny's expression when she said oh. "So what am I supposed to do while you're healing?" she continued, almost whining. Draco was rather touched.
"Well, you're blessed with a best friend aren't you? Besides, it won't be long. The extra healers are due in two days or so."
"Oh yeah, Colin," said Ginny, almost disappointed. "Look, about everyone, they're not worth it."
"I know. I'll see you later Gin," said Draco and after a quick kiss he was gone, leaving Ginny alone on the bench. She sighed and suddenly felt terribly lonely. It was an odd feeling, because she always had at least one of her brothers with her. She always could count on Colin to hang around and keep her company. But now that she had met Draco, properly, she realized how lonely she really was. She had always thrown herself into work and Draco made her realize there was more to life.
Most of all, she felt she couldn't let Draco down, because he had always felt lonely, for his entire lifetime.
Not to mention Ginny had fallen head over heels for her family's arch nemesis. Ginny could only giggle to herself until she decided to have a work out. She hadn't had a proper one since training in the Underground, and she loved the way it made her sweat, made her tired and made her feel alive.
Her "workout" consisted of about four hours of un-armed combat with a partner, hundreds of push ups and sit ups, cardio work and old fashioned dueling.
After quickly dashing back to her dorm, Ginny changed into her sports gear and consulted the map of the house Manny gave her. After locating the area, which was on the other side of the building, Ginny decided to jog her way there because apparating wasn't possible.
Kind of like Hogwarts she reminisced.
As she rounded the corner, she nearly ran into Harry. He looked as if he was going to go get some practice done as well.
"Hey, you going in there?" gestured Ginny towards the recreational room. Lots of curses being cast could be heard through the walls.
"Yeah, I am actually. I might as well use all this spare time to stretch out my sore muscles."
Ginny laughed and agreed.
"You need a sparring partner?" asked Harry.
"Actually, I do. I feel like hurting somebody," joked Ginny. The two pushed open the doors of the recreational room and began.
"I need you just to hold still, and I can heal up that gash," muttered Draco to what seemed like the thousandth injured Auror. He cleaned up the patient and told her to consult Manny, who was having a right time showing everyone around. Draco sighed and stripped off his pristine white healer robes, which had smidges of blood on it.
So many deaths already. The in-built morgue was already building up and it was taking its toll on Draco. Sometimes other Aurors carried in their dying partners, hoping to have him save them, but it was usually too late. Draco saw some things even Ginny would have a hard time comprehending. Watching a man die is never easy, and it's worse when it's your job.
'Ahh, Ginny..' thought Draco. The one bright spot on his dark horizon. He just couldn't help it, he was infatuated with her. As he cleaned up the bloody sheets in infirmary he wondered what she was doing. He wondered how much she liked him. Perhaps there could be a future together? When they were in the forest they seemed to really grow on each other.
Draco was nearing the end of his shift so he scrubbed the blood of his hands and quickly gathered his belongings. As he neared the doorway of the infirmary that lead into the grand hall of the safe-house he noticed a strange strained silence. The doors of the infirmary were opaque glass, and he could see still people outside. He badly wanted to go out to have a look, but decided he'd see what was happening. With a nifty spell, Draco turned his side of it completely transparent.
What he saw shocked him. Oliver Wood, Seamus Finnegan and Neville Longbottom holding the entire hall way still. Couldn't have been though, the three of them were devoted Aurors, but they were holding the hallway up. There was only Ginny, Harry and Manny. Oliver, Seamus and Neville must have been imperioused. There was no other reasonable explanation. They had blocked off all the other exits and he could hear people trying to get out of doors. Draco eyes roved over all the still people who were itching to throw a spell at the trio but had some how been refrained.
'They must have threatened to kill someone,' was Draco's first thought. And all of a sudden,Oliver said something, Manny shook her head and then she was hit by a curse. Then Draco saw Ginny being gripped by Neville, who had lost some of his puppy weight and was now quite a hulking boy. She looked furious, her hair was everywhere and Draco could see her straining relentlessly against Neville, but he was too strong, and he held her in a position where she couldn't get away. The other two had their wands trained on Harry, who looked startled and angry.
Then, to a horrified Draco, Neville raised his wand to Ginny's temple, and she immediately stopped straining. Draco was just about to run straight through those glass doors and to Ginny's rescue, but his rational mind stopped him.
'You'll be killed.'
Draco had to act quickly. The building had a lot of cross beams on the ceiling that would act as perfect climbing material. Draco quickly climbed onto them and began working his way towards the hallway, through a gap in the ceiling. When he was directly on top of them, Draco hooked his legs around a beam and leaned backwards, like an acrobat on a pole and shouted a body-locking curse at Neville. He keeled over into a glass door, smashing it into sharp pieces. Poor Neville, this was the second time Draco had done it to him.
As Neville stiffened Ginny and Harry immediately reacted, pulling out their wands and got ready for attack. Seamus reacted faster, but aimed his wand straight at Draco, shouting "Avada Kedavra!" Draco swung partly out of the way but the curse still rammed into his shoulder.
Ginny heard his words just as she stunned and bound Oliver. She whirled around just to see Draco fall heavily to the floor. There was a large cracking sound as he landed on his right side. Blood started oozing from a head wound. A large piece of jabbed glass had impaled the left side of Draco's abdomen and was sticking out of him horribly.
Ginny felt as if someone had continuously punched the air out of her lungs. She felt like she couldn't breathe. All she could know was that Draco was on the floor, dying. She didn't even notice Harry take Seamus down. Harry saw Draco bleeding and the blood drained from his face and he could feel the dread seeping into his stomach. 'No, not Draco, not now, oh please not now,' he thought.
Ginny finally snapped out of her reverie and together they rushed to his side. It was a killing curse, it was bad. Draco was lucky he dodged the spell where it would have killed him. But he'd be physically drained since it did hit him on the shoulder. If his death could be calculated in fractions, Draco would be 14/15 dead. Ginny started crying hysterically, as she watched Draco's breathing get extremely shallow and the blood pooling around his battered body. Never once had she totally lost all control of sensible thinking and emotion. Even in the most gruesome of situations.
With that, Harry took complete control. He said to Ginny "don't leave me as well. I need you to go open up the doors and inform everyone there's been an intrusion. I need you to tell them. Let them know Oliver, Seamus and Neville have been imperioused."
Ginny seemed shaky and was still crying. Harry quickly and gently levitated Draco off the ground and this time forcibly said to Ginny "go now! Or else Draco will die." This seemed to kick-start something in Ginny and she quickly sped off towards the General's quarter, unlocking doors with her wand as she went. Harry strode with Draco to the infirmary, where Draco had only been working minutes ago.
'Draco will be okay, Draco will be okay,' Ginny thought to herself. This was her mantra, until she got to the General's office and could completely break down. As she opened doors, she casted a spell which was a massive sentence in big green letters saying the three Aurors had been imperioused and were taken down.
In under a minute, Ginny skidded in front of General Hot-Diggity's office and quickly rapped on the door.
"Come in," came a voice from within. It sounded tired and sad.
"Sir," panted Ginny, "there has been an attack. Grand hallway. Three Aurors, Wood, Finnegan and Longbottom have been imperioused. We believe due to death eaters from the outside. They were looking for you." Ginny took a breath and continued, "Draco, he's badly injured." With that Ginny lost all self control, she could only cry and cry. Cry until her eyes stung and she thought she'd run out of tears. She could hardly breathe. The general had already left with a swift thankyou, no doubt to go to the crime scene where he could evaluate the danger.
"I've cleaned up the head wound, and I'm pretty sure there's been no neurological damage, but they'll definitely be internal bleeding. I can clear that up with a bit of time over the next few days. I think he's just going to pull through," said Christi, the head Healer. "Oh, not to mention he'll have a lovely scar for the rest of his life, thanks to this," gestured Christi to a bloody shard of glass that she was carrying on a tray.
Harry nodded and thanked her while she left. He sighed and looked down on his friend. Draco was deathly pale and had a faint scar under his hairline. Now he'd know how Harry felt, although Draco's scar was just a small straight line.
As Harry watched Draco's chest rise up and down softly but steadily, he thought of Ginny. How upset she was when she saw Draco. He realized how deeply Ginny seemed to care for him, and it made him smile sadly. Draco was a good Auror, and he knew his dark arts, but to the dark forces, he was next on their death menu. Draco had betrayed them, gave part of their force into the Order and left them with their secrets.
Oh yes, once Draco was surrounded in more Death Eaters he would be in deep shit.
Harry sat by Draco's bed for a few more moments, contemplating life. How it could be so unfair. He thought about his aunt and uncle. They were getting quite old. Petunia kept moaning about her sore back, because of all the years of bending over to clean their house. The last time Harry visited their home, just before he was going to go to fight in the forest. Dudley bummed out of university, it was amazing he could even get in. Now he was bumming off the government with a couple of his mates, and was mixed into drugs an alcohol.
Vernon and Petunia pretended their only son had a nice job and was successful. They grew old together, trying to piece together their "perfectly normal life." When Harry saw them again, he felt no anger towards his past guardians. He finally found peace within him, to forgive them, for all the hardships they put him through.
Vernon merely grunted when Harry told them how he was grateful for taking him in all those years ago. Aunt Petunia only looked sad and haggard as she stared down at her spotlessly clean carpet. That spotlessly clean carpet that caused her all this back pain. Harry understood, they had worked so hard for everything, and now what did they have?
Draco's eyes finally focused back onto Ginny's sleeping form as he melted away into reality from his memory. Hot-Diggity's voice was suddenly reverberated loudly against the wall of the infirmary, announcing there was to be an emergency meeting in the mess hall. No doubt to inform everybody of the fiasco in the great entrance way.
Harry sighed at thought he might as well go. No doubt Diggity would call him up to answer some questions. As he left the infirmary, he wondered about Ginny, and how she was doing.
Colin was in his dorm napping when he heard the announcement come suddenly. He was completely unaware of what was happening, but decided it was a good idea to go. As he strolled briskly along the empty corridor he heard a soft whimpering behind a half closed door. It was Hot-Diggity's. Colin was immediately concerned, so he pushed open the door.
His nostrils were immediately filled with the soft flowery scent which belonged to Ginny, and was shocked to find her on the floor, crying in her sleep.
"Ginny, Ginny wake up. Are you alright?" asked Colin softly, as he picked her up gently and rubbed her shoulder.
Ginny groaned and opened her eyes. Her eyes were puffy and blurry but she knew it was Colin. New tears came spilling out of her eyes as Colin held her in a tight hug for a while.
"Something happened didn't it? That's why the general wanted us to go to that emergency meeting, am I right?" said Colin softly, trying to get some response from Ginny.
"Draco," whispered Ginny hoarsely. "He nearly died. Hit by, Ava.." but Ginny couldn't continue. But Colin understood straightaway.
"I need to get to this meeting. Here, we'll go together," suggested Colin as he got up and offered her his hand.
"No thanks, I know exactly what happened. Diggity can deal with out me. Go ahead, without me," muttered Ginny, bringing Colin's hand down.
"You right for staying here?" asked Colin. He was wise enough not to pester her to change her mind.
Ginny managed a weak smile and nodded her head at Colin. With that, Colin turned on his heel and made his way towards the mess hall.
This left Ginny alone to her thoughts once again. She knew Draco would be in the hospital wing, and since Colin came in, she realized she really wanted to go and visit Draco. Crying on the floor would not help. So she pushed herself up off the floor with her palms and walked in the direction of the infirmary.
'What the fuck? Did I get pissed or something?' was Draco's first thought as he drifted into consciousness. The pain in his head was unexplicable, and he felt a sharp ache in his left abs. Then he noticed he was clasping something soft in his hands. And there was a weight, though not an uncomfortable one on his chest.
Then Draco's nose kicked in. This, person smelt nice. This person smelt like Ginny! He cracked open one eye, to have it hit with all this unnecessary blinding white light. As his eyes adjusted, he saw the whole room as one bleak mirage, and then he looked down, and was welcomed with the sight of Ginny's crimson hair. It must have been the warmest colour he had ever seen, and he was entranced. All of the previous events suddenly came rushing back in.
But Draco pushed away all those thoughts for the moment. It wasn't needed when he had this beautiful woman sleeping on his chest, and holding his hand in her soft one.
It was as if Ginny could sense Draco was awake, because she began to stir herself.
"Hey sleepy head," said Draco smiling.
"Hey yourself," retorted Ginny as she stretched out. Silence fell for a few moments as the two of them looked at each other. "I was worried about you, you know."
"I shat myself over you too," said Draco, though not in an unfriendly way. "Are you alright?"
"Me? Oh I'm fine, the worst that happened to me was I got pressed up against a stinking Neville and I might be suffering dehydration."
"Dehydration?" queried Draco, hitching one of his eyebrows up suspiciously. Ginny could have melted. (While on Draco's chest!)
"Um," Ginny stuttered a bit, still a bit shaken by how good looking Draco was (it suddenly hit her how much he was) and continued "yeah, from all the crying over you."
Ginny meant it as a light joke, but Draco was touched. He didn't say anything but suddenly sat up, ignoring the pain as he moved and hugged Ginny tightly. He felt her relax in his body and he knew that everything was going to be okay. For now anyway.
"I love you.."
I know what you're thinkin'
I know how you're feelin'
Believe me
You're not alone
Why don't you stay with me tonight
Because I know everything is not alright
Why don't you stay with me tonight
Because I know everything is not alright, and that's not alright
I know what you're thinkin'
I know how you're feelin'
Believe me
You're not alone..
Heya doods. Another chapter completed! I think it's a long one, not too sure. Got lots done :D Review, review. Okay in italics is the song You're Not Alone by Home Grown. Okay, catcha fanfic doods (doods go for the XY's as well as the XX's) later. Bai! 3 yourbeautifulnightmare