BREATHE NO MORE

by QUILL OF DEATH

Disclaimer: J. K. Rowling owns all things 'Harry Potter.' I only own this story and Gailie R. S. Slytherin.

Authors Notes: Hello there. I know, I had to put them both in Azkaban. It only fits with the story, I swear! I wouldn't have done it if I could've avoided it! FORGIVE ME! I know they are innocent!

Warnings: Graphic stuff like you saw in chapter 10 later on, possibly pages from the book in here as well, SPOILERS from the Chamber of Secrets and possibly the Philosopher's Stone (I'm not sure...)

Breathe No More

Chapter 15

Suffer No More

--(Hospital, When Hogwarts was newly founded)--

Ginny sighed heavily. What was she going to do? She was an escaped prisoner from Azkaban now, and in the cleverest of ways. Everyone would think her a common crimminal, once this hit the 'Daily Prophet'. Everyone had previously left the room, except Draco, who was resting in a chair next to her bed, he refused to leave her side. He was the only one she truly knew in this world. She knew the others as well, but not as well as Draco. He might even be her only friend throughout life. Miya would surely betray her after learning what she had did. So would Crabbe, Goyle, Marcus and Blaise, because once this hit the 'Daily Prophet' that both Ginny Weasley and Draco Malfoy were thrown into Azkaban, 'proved' to be guilty of all charges of whatever it is Draco did and with Ginny petrifying Justin, they'd be loners throughout life.

She sniffed and took a tissue out of the nearest kleenex box to her bed and wiped her tears away. This had to be one of the most worst days in her life. She could survive the orphanage, Jason, Christian, and Sonny. What was more worse than that? Magic and Voldemort were the answers. Sometimes she'd wished she had never gotten her Hogwarts letter, but in turn, she would have never met her brother Ron, Harry, Hermione, the twins, Bill, her mother, father… her past parents… her Hogwarts letter had brought blessings, along with evil.

More tears came rapidly down her face, and she tried to block them from coming down rapidly. She couldn't. It was just too hard to face the facts. This was the only world where her and Draco were accepted. There were probably others, ones unimaginable, but who the hell wants to go there? Maybe… maybe this is where they belong… together… maybe… maybe her and Draco could start a family together here. She laughed. Perposterous! Draco and her weren't in a serious relationship, they probably wouldn't even end up married, anyway, let alone have kids… but… if he believed her innocent, then maybe there was a chance. At revenge.

"Ginny… are you all right…?"a voice asked, startling Ginny. She turned to see Draco in his chair, looking at her tearstained face in concern. He reached out to touch her shoulder and she flinched, but then relaxed. Draco sighed. Christian, Jason, and Sonny, were definitely going to pay dearly for what they did to her. She had only been four years old! She had been helpless, and they took advantage of her! They used her, manipulated her for their own advantages and fantasies. No wonder they won't be adopted anytime soon.

"Fine, Draco,"Ginny replied. "Just reminising and thinking."

"You don't have to reminise,"Draco whispered, brushing her hair out of her face, which was matted down on her forhead. "You'll never be going back to that bloody orphanage as long as you live…"

"But… what if something happens?"she asked worriedly.

"It WON'T,"Draco stated. "If something would have happened, it would have happened now, right?"she nodded, unsure of her answer to his question. "Well, nothing happened, did it? Were you sent back to the orphanage? No! Why? Because you don't belong there, Ginny! You belong with us… in the Wizarding World… at Hogwarts…"

At that, Ginny broke down and cried, her face in her hands, tears streaming rapidly down her cheeks. Draco sighed, and took her into his arms. He began rocking her back and forth, trying to get her to stop crying. All this because of Sonny, Christian, and Jason! Oooh, were those boys going to get a beating from one very angry Draco Malfoy.

--(Rowena and Salazar's House, Diagon Alley)--

"Do you think she's all right?"Rowena asked worriedly, her eyes darting from the clock to the fireplace for some reason.

Salazar sighed exasperatedly. "She was fine when we left, Rowena, she's going to be now! Wizards have everything they need to take care of her! What I'm more worried about is the Basilisk. And Tom."

"What about them?"Rowena asked.

"You know… a Basilisk… I remember doing something… oh, Merlin!"Salazar raced out of the room at the speed of light, shocking Rowena to no end.

"Salazar, wait!"Rowena yelled. "What're you going to do!"

"KILL THAT BASILISK FOR WHAT IT'S MAKING MY DAUGHTER DO!"

"But Salazar!"

--(Chamber of Secrets)--

Salazar had inspiration. Maybe, if he killed the Basilisk, the one HE attacked Muggleborns himself with, it would be killed in the future… and Gailie wouldn't have to face it alone…… in her own time. That thought sickened him. People there were always so…. traitorous, was the word. What he saw through that locket made him growl, and what Gailie had told the rest of them at the Hospital. Her past. So much pain and suffering. He would make it all… well, maybe not all, but some of it, end. TODAY!

He walked around in the Chamber of Secrets, hissing in Parseltongue, calling for the Basilisk. It came, as large as ever and hissing at it's master.

"Hello, masssster Ssssalazar, do you wissssh me to kill of anymore Mugglebornsssss?"the Basilisk hissed.

"No, I'm doing ssssomething I sssshould have done a long time ago,"Salazar hissed, and took out a sword.

"What are you doing?"

"You will not make my daughter sssssuffer anymore!"

Little did he know, Salazar had the wrong inspiration to kill the Baslisk. In the background, Tom, or Voldemort, was laughing. Perfect. PERFECT! Everything was going as planned.

--(Rowena and Salazar's House, Diagon Alley)--

Rowena Slytherin-Ravenclaw sighed heavily. It had been over two hours since Salazar had left for the Chamber of Secrets. Two hours and the horrors in her daughters life would soon be beginning all over again. Killing that Basilisk would only make things worse! If Tom found out about it, he'd do something about it and make Gailie's life a living hell! But it was all ready too late… or… was it?

"Rowena dear? Are you home?"Helga called from the door.

"Yes, yes, come in, Helga,"Rowena replied, sighing, massaging her temples in frustration. Everything was so damn difficult these days…

"What's on your mind, dear?"Helga asked, sitting down beside her.

"Salazar went to kill the Baslisk."

Helga looked shocked. "The one down in the Chamber?"

Rowena nodded. "He thinks it will save Gailie's life, but it'll only make it more miserable."

Helga nodded and looked sympathetic. "How is Gailie? Is anyone with her?"

"That Draco boy is the only one with her,"Rowena replied. "He's really nice to Gailie… I hope he will always be… from the vision Salazar told he saw, everyone had betrayed both of them and they were shoved into Azkaban."

"How terrible!"Helga exclaimed. "They escaped with the locket?"

Rowena nodded. "I'm glad, too… two young kids… especially their age… don't belong in a place like that… those Dementors are gruseome creatures,"she replied.

"I can only agree more and more, Rowena,"Helga scoffed. "They're a complete disgrace to the name of Magical Creature and Magical Monster."

Rowena nodded, and continued to watch the flames of the fireplace in silence.

Gailie's life… would only have more horrors… not miracles. Ones that should never be passed down… to the girl who could breathe no more.

TO BE CONTINUED…

A/N: I'm trying desperately to finish this! REVIEW PLEASE!

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