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Hey everyone... sorry soo much for like not updating. I've been really busy butthat's like no excuse. I've actually had this chapter written for over 3 weeks but I was too lazy to type it. This chapter is really long for me and tomorrow I'll have an ever longer one posted. I just wanted to post this now to get it off my chest. Thanks for all reviewers and I'll say all my proper thankyous tomorrow. Hope you like it. Next chapter Blaise, Draco's best friend comes and its gonna be fun.

Leaning against the dungeon wall, Draco started to think, 'Oh great! What do I do? If I save her then my reputation will be ruined. But I can't just let her die!' Draco continued pondering these thoughts for a while then suddenly gave his trademark smirk. 'I'll save her but work it my way! She'll be indebt to me.' With that decided, the blond boy kneeled down and placed his hands on a particular two of the cobblestones. His father had shown him how to open the cells incase he wanted to amuse himself and torture some Muggles. Standing up and walking to the filthy cell, Draco swooped down and picked up the unconscious female.

When Draco reached his bedroom, he gently lowered Ginny onto his bed. Not knowing any healing spells, Draco silently started cleaning her bloodied wounds by hand. Nearing the end of her cuts and bruises, Draco stopped and looked at the petite girl. 'I can't believe that I'm helping a Weasley. A very pretty Weasley, mind you. But a Weasley! I must be going soft.' He shook his head in mock shame.

It was at this moment, Ginny's eyes fluttered open for a moment before closing again. "Weasley? Weasley, wakeup! Weasley!" Draco uselessly tried to wake the sleeping beauty. "Ginny?" Draco whispered in her ear. That was enough, her eyes opened then closed, then opened again.

"Malfoy? What did you just-? Where am I? Did you help me?" The last thought was too much for her. Draco Malfoy possibly helping her? She fainted.

"Girls," Draco muttered quite audibly. Pulling the covers over her, Draco pulled his chair up to the bed and waited. And waited. Hours later, Draco was starting to grow weary. Ginny woke up just as he started to nod off.

"Malf- Draco?"

"Did you want something Weaslette?" He tried to accompany his words with a sneer but it wouldn't come.

"Well Malfoy, where am I?" Ginny tried to show that she wasn't taken aback by his words.

"In my bedroom," he snapped, then after a moment, "And you owe me big for saving you."

"Saving me? You practically kidnapped me!"

"That was Lucius, I am nothing like him. Remember that," he responded harshly.

"Well then, thank you," Ginny said sincerely.

"You can't go home right now. If you do, my father will kidnap you again. Until Hogwarts, we will have to hide you in the most unlikely place possible. The place that he wants you to be. Malfoy Manor." Draco said all of this hesitantly, not wanting to be the one to break the bad news to the girl.

Ginny shrunk back in horror. "St- stay her?"

"Well as this seems to be the Manor, I guess that would be correct," Malfoy replied, trying to make his voice sound casual. He was actually quite excited. "Would you like a tour?"

Not waiting for an answer, Draco grabbed her hand and started leading her away. On instinct, Ginny reacted quickly and pulled her hand away from his. Draco muttered a quick 'sorry' once it dawned on him what he had done. "Now you'll have to stay here on the twelfth floor because neither of my parents can apparate here. They'll have to floo and, due to the time it takes to clean themselves off, we'll have hid you. This is the only floor they can't apparate to. I have a feeling my father will come to the Manor every few days. He cannot see you. Don't worry; my floor is equipped with a bathroom, bedroom and den. I'll bring you up food, as we can't let the House Elves see you. Information might slip into my father's hands."

Ginny was in awe of Malfoy's house. When she had woken up, she had been too upset to take in her surroundings. Now she saw that her bedroom was gorgeous. It was green and silver. Green was her favourite colour, though no one knew because if they did she would be called a traitor. The bed was enormous, green with silver trim. The carpeting was plush and deep silver. From the ceiling hung a sparkling chandelier, much like the one in a Muggle play Hermione had taken her to see, The Phantom of the Opera. The walls were green with a light silver border. The whole room looked rather splendid.

Malfoy opened a door and Ginny was, once again amazed. It was a bathroom. It wasn't the size that left her speechless. The whole room was made of gold. Gold walls. Gold floor. Gold sink. It went on and on. Gold toilet. "Wow," she breathed.

"Amazed that one little tile on the floor is worth more than your whole house?" Malfoy shot at her. Immediately he regretted it. Ginny had looked happy while examining the room. Her smile had vanished. He acknowledged the fact that she must feel extremely uncomfortable and that his snide remarks weren't helping in the least. Then with much courage, "Truce?" Malfoy put out his hand.

Ginny smiled happily for the second time in which she had been kidnapped. "Truce, Malfoy." She shook his hand.

"I think that since you'll be here for another two months, we should be on first name basis. Ginny."

"I agree," the young girl paused for a moment, "Draco."

"Now that that's sorted let me show you the den. It isn't nearly as extravagant as the washroom. It's just a lot homier. You might be disappointed."

Being led through yet another door, Ginny decided that this was her favourite room of all. The room was a vibrant orange and posters of the Chudley Cannons were covering most of the wall space. Lighter orange couches lined the walls and there was a pool table in the center of the room. A window took up an entire wall and through it you could see a quidditch pitch.

"Two things. This rooms looks exactly like Ron's," Draco stared at her in disbelief, "and, YOU HAVE A QUIDDITCH PITCH?"

"Well yes but we're going to have trouble playing and watching out for my father. Wait a few days and I might be able to find out where he is and when he is coming back."

"Fine," Ginny stuck her tongue out at him.

"Oh, I forgot, you seriously need some new clothes to wear." Ginny looked down and saw that her clothes were torn, filthy and bloody. "Here, take a shower and I'll find something for now." Ginny obeyed without protesting. The warm water felt heavenly and after a good hour of washing, she wrapped a towel around herself and got out. Making sure that the towel was secure, Ginny opened the door to Malfoy's- no, Draco's room and found him on his bed reading.

Draco quickly looked her over and Ginny felt very vulnerable. He noticed this and started talking very quickly, "Oh, my mom left for Paris and seeing as she's very self-conscious, she brought all her clothes with her. So you'll have to borrow some of mine." He handed her a large t-shirt, some shorts that would almost be pants on her and a pair of boxers. Ginny looked uncertainly at the boxers, then at Draco and managed a small 'thanks'.

"Look, my best friend Blaise Zabini is coming over for the summer in about three days. You know him, right?" Ginny nodded, everyone knew Blaise. He was one of the hottest guys in the school, second to Draco of course. Draco continued, "Anyways, his sister is about your size, I'll tell him to bring over some of her clothes."

"Wow, thanks a lot, now I have to go change." Ginny ran back into the washroom. 'Okay, this is weird. I am living in Mal- no, Draco's house, wearing his clothes and his boxers. Any of the girls at school would kill to be in my position and here I am complaining.'

Changing quickly, Ginny went to dry her soaking hair before realizing that she didn't have a wand. "Malf- Draco, do you know where Lucius would put a stolen wand? He took mine." Ginny asked, trying to remain calm.

Sorry to break the news, hin- I mean Ginny, but he keeps the wands he steals. Anything I can do for you?"

Ok, I know that this is a crappy ending but I'm 2 lazy to type right now so you'll get more tomorrow!!! Everyone better review cuz reviews make me happyand happy makes me write and writing makes me type and typing makes me post and postin ets me reviews which makes it start all over again... so if you didn't get my point, plz review