A/n: I did leave it at a cliffie, I wonder what is going to happen next? Hmmmm……

P.S I don't own anything

Chapter 12 Blood, Necklaces, and the Inner War

Ginny came running into the entranceway wither her wand out, poised and ready for any danger that may have been present. She lowered it once she saw me trying to support Malfoy's weight.

"What happened?" She asked.

"This is no time for questions ok, just help me get him in here." I called out to her.

Malfoy was pretty heavy and I was slowly sinking to the floor. She moved over to me and helped carry some of the weight. We carried him upstairs to my parent's room and laid him down on the bed. I told Ginny to go to my room and get my healers book. She came back with it quickly; I turned the pages, found what I was looking for and stopped all the bleeding. I conjured up a wet washcloth and began wiping all of the blood. He was paler than usual, His left side where he had been bleeding the most had finally stopped bleeding. There was blood everywhere. Ginny helped me take off his shirt so I could wipe all the blood away. That's when I saw it, he had a necklace on around his neck, it was of the dark mark. I just looked at it while Ginny watched.

"I think he's getting worse," Ginny observed, rather indifferently, I thought.

I shuffled Ginny outside the room and whispered very softly, "Ginny floo back to headquarters and ask professor Snape for a blood replenishing potion. If he asks what for just tell him that I need it for my mission. If he asks if I am ok, tell him I am fine ok?"

"Alright," She replied. She hurried downstairs to the fireplace.

I went back to the room to see Malfoy getting paler and paler. He was scaring me a little bit but the sight of the glittering medallion around his neck distracted me. I grabbed it and I looked at it closely. I then lifted his head to try to take it off but he then grasped my hand moaning softly. I let it go and began wiping his face softly with another washcloth, all the while wondering why, if he was not a death eater as he said he wasn't, he would have a necklace with the dark mark on it.

Ginny came rushing back into the room moments later carrying a crystal vial filled with a milky white liquid. She handed it to me and I tried waking him up out of his unconsciousness. He finally moaned softly and opened a blurry eye at me.

"Malfoy?" I said softly. "Can you hear me? You have to drink this in order for you to get better." He didn't respond, and I looked at Ginny in confusion, who simply shrugged her shoulders.

"Ginny help me sit him up, I will have to tip the potion down his throat." I replied. She stood on the other side of Malfoy and began lifting up his back and shoulders. I helped her. I then tipped his head back and gave him the potion. We lowered him back gently onto the bed. I conjured up a small lounge chair and sat in it to watch his progress. Ginny went back downstairs, shaking her read head and mumbling something about 'lousy Malfoy's'.

I sat beside the bed, reading book after book, article after article about wandless magic. I stayed up all night, keeping an eye on Malfoy. The only change that had been made was that his color returned to the natural shade of pale that it has always been.

Ginny soon came into the room, rubbing her eyes, in her pajamas.

"You're still up?" She asked, stifling a yawn.

"Yea, I am just keeping watch." She left the room. Even though I read book after book last night I still couldn't get rid of the buzzing thoughts that swarmed around my head. Why had he come here instead of going to St. Mungo's? Those wounds were serious. What had he done to his father that pissed him off so much that he had inflicted this much pain on his own son?

I grabbed his hand and held it. I don't know why I did, but I just did. His hand was warm, which was a good sign. I caressed his hand gently with my thumb purely by instinct. Ginny came upstairs a short while later carrying breakfast on a tray for me, and I quickly dropped his hand back onto the bed.

"I made this, I thought you might be hungry." She said handing over the tray, raising an eyebrow at me and looking at his hand, but not saying anything. She handed me a plate of eggs, potatoes, and sausage with toast and orange juice.

"Oh thanks." I replied. "Just like your mum." I conjured up a chair for her right next to mine and she took a seat. "So what did HE say when you asked for IT?"

"He was really worried about you, in fact he was about to come over here himself to make sure that you weren't hurt," Ginny said looking at me intently.

"Really?" I asked smiling.

"Yea, is there something going on between you two, you never told me after you set things right." She said smiling.

"Yea everything is ok now." I said smiling. "Nothing to worry about."

I began turning to my food. She kept telling me about the boys who have written her letters from MWU. I was laughing at all the things that they had said. Soon Malfoy began to stir.

He moaned slightly and looked up at me. First he looked confused like he didn't know where he was, than his eyes rested upon me. He then let out a big sigh. I felt his forehead to check that everything was normal, he didn't have a fever.

"What happened?" I asked.

He kept quiet, avoiding my gaze.

"Malfoy you said something about your father last night before you passed out. What happened?" I asked softly. He still didn't say anything. I conjured up a bottle of water and handed it to him. "Malfoy you can tell me, just tell me."

He still sat there in silence, finally turning to gaze at me. The pain in his eyes very prominent.

"Ginny can you go downstairs for me and fix Malfoy a plate of food?" I asked turning to her.

She looked at me incredulously, like that was the last thing she wanted to do, but she nodded her head and left the room.

"What happened Malfoy?" I asked again in a stronger voice. Soon a tear fell out of his icy right eye. (a/n: so sexy, even when he's hurt.) He took a sip of water and cleared his throat.

"You wouldn't understand Granger," He said in a tired yet defeated voice.

"Well just explain it to me so I can understand." I replied. He took another sip of water. I wiped away his tear. He was taken aback by the simplicity of this gesture. I could see the surprise in his watery gray eyes.

"My father takes pride in being a Death Eater, he expects me to do any and everything that he says, until last night that is. Last night he wanted me to join the dark lord's inner circle. I told him no. So then we began arguing, my mother didn't do anything she just sat there and watched. Then the dark lord called upon him. I went to my room and started packing up some of my things. I knew that I would have to leave, I mean as soon as he would get back from his meeting he would try to do me in. I shrunk everything to fit in my pocket and I turned to leave. I was about to say good riddance to this life until I was in the entrance hall. That is when they all apparated around me. The dark lord's inner circle around me, I was trapped." My mouth dropped open in shock. He took another sip of water and then continued. "I didn't think about apparating, I was too afraid to move. Soon different curses were being thrown upon me, none of the unforgivable curses, I was surprised and I easily deflected them. Then someone was too fast for me, they hit me in the stomach with a curse and that's when I lost control. Curse after bloody curse was thrown in my direction. I soon thought about meeting you and somehow I must have apparated here without knowing I was apparating. I knocked on your door and then passed out."

I sat there frozen, I didn't know whether to believe him or not. There was something fishy about the situation. I mean if his father wanted to kill him why didn't he do it right then and there? Was it on Voldemort's orders not to kill Malfoy? Even if that was true, they would have at least put him under the imperius or the cruciatus curse. I kept my suspicions to myself and accepted his answer.

"How do you feel?" I asked.

"I'm fine, just a little sore." He replied. "But my health is not my main concern, it's my safety."

"Well what would you like me to do?" I asked.

"Do you think I can stay here for awhile, my father will never think to look for me here." He asked meeting my eyes once more. I was slightly taken aback by the intensity in his eyes as he gazed at me. It was rather unnerving.

"Sure." I replied. "I don't mind. Well let me check up on your breakfast and make sure that Ginny doesn't spit in it." I left the room to find Ginny finishing up on the sausage.

I sat up when she left the room. I looked around the small room that must have been her parents'. The bed was rather comfortable, I had to admit that. I was surprised, as I was unaccustomed to sleeping on muggle beds. I had imagined that they would be uncomfortable for some reason. The sheets were soft and my head sunk comfortably into the silky pillows. A fire was lit in the brick fireplace in the corner.

"How's everything going?" A high pitched voice interrupted my voice.

'Right as we planned,' I replied. 'For some reason it's going a little more smoothly than I thought.'

"Do you think the mudblood knows of our plans?" The dark lord questioned.

'She might be suspicious but she doesn't know of our plans.' I replied.

"Well make sure that she has no suspicions." He replied icily. "And make sure that you give her the gift."

'I will my lord.' I replied. He left my mind. At that moment Granger returned holding a tray of food.

"We won't work today, you need your rest." She placed the tray so that it stood on the bed on top of my lap. "Don't worry about me I have extra reading to do. The bathroom is down the hall to your left if you wanted to know. Just call me if you need anything."

I just lay in the bed, thinking, everything was working out marvelously. I ate my food mechanically my thoughts of what happened in the past couple hours.

After Hermione turned down my lunch offer I went straight to my dorm. I found Cho lying on my bed leafing through one of my textbooks.

"Anything new?" She asked me without looking up.

"Well not really Hermione and I are partners for this huge project in potions." I said placing my book down on the desk.

"Do you think you are ready for the next phase in the plan? I am almost finished with the items that the Dark Lord gave you, another two days and I will have it ready for you." She said sitting up.

"I think I am ready for the next step but what makes you think that she is even going to care enough about me to help me?" I asked.

"Well you have been doing all the things I told you." She asked her eyes getting darker by the second, "Well after all that there should be feelings mixed in there, at least she's not trying to hex you every chance she gets. And she will think you are on her side, you just have to make it look convincing."

"How am I going to do that?" I asked looking at her.

"I have a plan, but it is going to be some pain on your part," She paused, "Unless your having doubts about the plan."

"Now why would I have doubts?" I asked, laughing it off. Thoughts of the coffee house flashed before my eyes.

She got up to leave, "I want you to meet me at the apparition point at 10:30. Then we can put the plan in action. You better come up with a back story that she will believe, or this part of the plan will fall through and she will become more suspicious than she already is."

She closed the door behind her softly.

"I can't wait to do this mudblood in." I said out loud to my empty room.

'Oh really, what about the Java Bin?' a voice piped up.

"What about it." I demanded angrily.

'Well you have to admit that you were having fun.' The voice said once more.

"Well, torturing her is my joy." I replied.

'Not only that, but her company is too.' The voice said.

"Yea, and I am the King of France," I replied sarcastically.

'All hail the King,' the voice replied.

"She's just a mudblood." I replied.

'Whatever you say.' The voice replied doubtfully.

I began pacing the floor, trying to think of the perfect cover story for the plans that were to take place tonight.

'You didn't have to kiss her again.' The voice said interrupting my thoughts.

"I needed to shut her up." I replied angrily.

'We can go on and on all day, I never get tired.' The voice said again.

"I kissed her to shut her up." I replied once again.

'There's different ways to go about keeping people quiet. And somehow your lips always end up on top of hers, what a coincidence.'

I ignored this statement.

'Trying to ignore it won't help you, I am always going to be here no matter what.' The voice said happily.

"What is your purpose, to torture the bloody hell out of me and beat me into submission?" I asked.

'No, I'm just here to make sure you make the right choices.' The voice replied.

I began researching the some possible topic opportunities to keep my mind off of things. I then went to get something to eat and I came back and researched some more. Before I knew it, it was nearing ten and I still didn't have my back-story. I made my way to the apparition point, soon a spell hit me out of no where. I flew backwards a couple of feet. A hooded figure came strolling over to me.

"No hard feelings." She said laughing. I knew it was Cho. She began throwing different curses at me, and I sat there and took it like a true Malfoy. After she was finished, I apparated to Hermione's house and knocked on her door.

A/n: Nothing exciting I know, that is why I wanted to post this Chappie as soon as possible so I can get into the juicy stuff for next Chappie. I hope you guys liked it, I don't think it was my best but it was a transitional chappie, I am getting into the good stuff now. I f I have to estimate how many chappies were left I would say a good…. 10 chapters maybe less… I am not sure if I want to develop it into like a big 40 chapter story… what do you guys think? If you want me to develop it more slowly I will, I can do a 36-40 chappie story if you wanted me too… just tell me… when you post your review…ok

P.P.S I will post the thanx in the next chappie since I am posting these so close together ok

As Always…. Cherbi161