Authors Note; Thank you to Pussin'Boots and Stylin'Fire for the reviews, I'm trying to make it longer but at the same time I have major plot twists coming up and don't want to get to them before there time. The more reviews, the quickier I write! Enjoy!
"Ginny, GINNY!" Ginny heard someone yelling at her, trying to roll over, her buttocks quickly hit the cold tile floor. "OW!" She screamed loudly, then all the pain came back.
The pain from the chains, being thrown around, her back hitting the concrete ground, everything, all the pain she'd felt in the past four days came flooding back all at once, and it paralyzed her.
Barely able to move her head, she shifted her eyes and looked up finding Dean standing over her. "What are you-"
"He sent me, the house elves told him they couldn't wake you up. He knew you'd only fight if he came up, so he sent me. Are you okay?"
Ginny tried to smile, but couldn't. Nothing about this situation called for a smile. She just simply kept her gaze on the floor and never answered. Apparently he knew what it meant though. Seconds later he had scooped her up in his arms and started carrying her into the other room, the real bathing room.
"Dean, you don't have to do this. I'm a big girl!" She argued when he started taking her rag of a shirt off. "Yes, I do. You're in too much pain to do it yourself, and you don't need to be late for his dinner. I don't know how he'd handle it." Dean talked her, not even paying attention to the fact he was undressing his ex girlfriend.
Pulling off her pants, he threw them onto the floor, he started towards her panties, but she shook her head with a laugh. "No, I might be in pain, but I can do that part." She'd finally managed to smile as she made him turn his head and she slipped off the panties and climbed into the tub.
A loud gasp came out of her mouth as the hot water hit her scrapes, cuts, bruises, and pain. "Ginny?" Dean quickly turned around and looked at her. He simply laughed. The tub was clearly swallowing her. The water and bubbles came up to her chin, and it looked like a hundred more people could fit into that tub with her.
"I'm awake now, you don't have to stay." She said softly as she took a white loofa and poured a sweet smelling red shimmery body soap onto it. "Actually, I do. At least until the misses comes to take care of you, and even then I'm supposed to wait outside the door. Masters orders." Dean gave her a wide smile and took a seat on the toilet. Shrugging Ginny lathered up the loofa and started washing her arms, chest, neck, not until she reached her breasts did she look back at Dean. "Privacy, please?"
"Oh, right. Right." He turned his head and pretended to be interested in the gold rim around the walls. But he heard a giggle come from Ginny's direction and knew she was at least the happiest she could be here for this moment.
Thirty minuets later, a clean, much nicer Ginny Weasley Emerged from the dirty, soapy water of the tub. Grabbing a towel and wrapping it tightly around her body she tapped Dean on the shoulder. "I'm all done." She said smiling widely, the pain for the most part was gone, and after that bath she felt much better and happier. "Good. I'll go alert the misses and I'll see you when you're done with her." Dean stated in a professional manor and left.
Finally clean, Ginny rushed into the other room like a kid rushing to Christmas gifts on Christmas morning. Walking to the dressing hold, she threw the doors open and looked at the items inside. Another gasp, at one end, a velvet red colored halter gown with little covering her back down to her butt, and strap heeled shoes to match.
Then a black off the shoulder evening dress, with black pumps and pantyhose to match.
On the other side, a long silky red robe, a red night gown, and then..the bad part. A red silk thong, with a matching red bra, black silk underwear and a black bra. Shutting the doors quickly, she reminded herself she wasn't in the castle to enjoy herself, this had been some plot set out by that horrid man. How could she even think of enjoying herself?
About that time, she heard the door slam shut. "I take it you've seen the clothes then? Good. Dress yourself, I'm only here to do your hair and make-up. He doesn't want..well the actual you to be his dinner date." A black haired, pug faced woman snarled at her. Ginny rolled her eyes and shook her head. "I'm not wearing any of this. I refuse." She stated crossing her arms over the towel.
"That's great. THOMAS!" The woman screamed in a loud booming voice. A second later, Dean entered the room. "Yes, Madam?" He stated as a slave. At this Ginny looked at him with disgust. "Talk to that, She won't wear what he picked out for her." The misses stated, then left the room. Another door slam.
"Ginny, just put the clothes on." Dean said in a rather rude and annoyed tone. Taking a seat in the long chair Ginny had earlier been sleeping in. "No, De-"
"PUT THE CLOTHES ON!" He yelled at her. Taking a step back, Ginny gave in. Walking over to the dressing hold she threw the doors open and turned to glare at him. "Which am I to wear, the red or black number?"
"Red tonight, you're going to a gathering at his bosses manor." Dean stated still in an annoyed tone. "Fine." Ginny said and dropped the towel, slipping on the rather uncomfortable red thong and bra, follow by the red gown and shoes. "Happy?" She said, walking over to the chair Dean was sitting at. "Almost." Now he was smiling, she didn't understand what was going on.
He put his hands on her shoulder guiding her to take a seat, then walking over to the wardrobe he grabbed the end of the red robe and ripped a long strip of fabric off of it and made his way back over to her. Kneeling, he slipped her dress up to her thighs. "Hey!" She screamed.
"Shut up, we don't want them suspecting anything!" He whispered urgently to her. Pulling a knife out of his back pocket, he placed the knife next to her skin then tied the silk strip around it. "Make sure it doesn't fall. Harry and the others are going to be at the gathering tonight, when you spot one of them, make sure a wall or table is around you, then stab the knife through his hand or his suit sleeve and run, Just make sure you get out of there before he has a chance to even think of away to find you." Dean whispered to her. Ginny looked at him, throwing her arms around him she gave him a tight hug. "Thank you."
"Don't mention it, she's coming back in. I'll be right outside the door."