Chapter Four

Bareback, by mizlovegood.

This chapter is dedicated to Amanda Mancini and ThisBurningHeart, my reviewers.
This one is also dedicated to all the Mr. X's out there. (don't ask)

Disclaimer: NOT MINE! And since no body reads the author's notes anymore , but reads disclaimers in hope of some witty jokes, I must say; IF YOU REVIEW ME AND TELL ME YOUR NAME, I WILL PUT YOU INTO THE STORY! Can't you just imagine a big hand picking you up and throwing you into the computer where you look up and see Tom? I mean, hem-hem, Draco?

Summary: Dedicated to my friends, and my reviewers. My first Draco/Ginny. Ginny has a job at the circus during the summer. Bad summary. Comedy/Romance, post OoTP.

What Happened Last chapter:

She had this feeling like she was above everyone and everything, like she was walking on air, that didn't leave until late that night when someone showed up on her doorstep.

Chapter Four

Ginny sighed, stepping into her kitchen from her babysitting job with little Karen, who had learned how to bite. Rubbing her arm, she grabbed a bowl of cereal and choked it down. Ginny had also just dropped off a resume for the other circus job, the muggle one. Her Aunt Lydia was out doing some gardening, so she had the house to herself. So she decided to sing.

"Tell me why you left,

Did anybody tell you,

Tell you it was best?

And tell me now you love me,

Tell me you aren't dead,

Tell me, tell me, tell me,

It all is in my head,

And then I will wake up,

Wake up in my bed,

Crying, screaming, crying,

My body just like led,

And the tears will roll down my face,

I will be a disgrace,

But baby as long as I have you,

It'll all be okay."

She dropped her bowl, and span in a circle, smiling, and saw someone in the doorway that made her double-take.

"Gin-Gin, is that you?" Ginny paused, hearing the familiar voice. No. It couldn't be. Her brother Ron was looking down at her. She backed up, suddenly very afraid. Memories flashed through her mind.

"Ginny, you know they are DEAD! Just get a grip they're gone, they aren't coming back little sister, stop being so naïve! GET A GRIP!"

She covered her eyes, and turned around, walking into the living room. He followed.

"Gin-Gin, what's wrong?" Ron asked. His hair was longer than before, he was taller, too. Almost a giant. His freckles plastered his face like splatters of blood. It was all she could think about when she looked at him, that and the murderous color his eyes were painted, brown like dried blood, brown that gleamed red that night when he went wild and left.

"Go away." She said covering her head, and backing up against the wall.

"Gin-"

"Go away, go away, go away…" She crouched lower and lower till she was curled up in a ball screaming;

"Go away! GO AWAY! GO AWAY!" She was sobbing, long after her brother was gone, and remembering the night when he had ran away, when he had made Aunt Lydia fall. The night when he had hit Ginny so hard on the head he knocked her out, and when she woke up he was gone. It all went back to the night her parents died- everything changed, and would never be the same. She remembered the last time she saw Hermione and Harry, her best friends and even crush (Harry) from school. It was on the last day of the old school year, but this one was fast approaching, it was Ginny's fourth year. She had her birthday in December, not that many people remembered- no one but her parents and Hermione, not even Ron or Harry remembered. That's how she lost her crush on him. Besides, he liked Cho Chang. Ginny slowly got up, and went to bed…

"Ginny!" Ginny woke up, hearing her own voice against the cold dry air. She opened her eyes. She could immediately feel something wrong.

"Run Ginny, Run!" Someone screamed from downstairs. She saw a glint of light, a fire. Quickly, the young thirteen year old grabbed her broom and already packed suitcase, stuffing her want down her nightdress shirt, and her favorite teddy Bruno under her arm. That was the last time she saw the burrow in one.

"Run!" Came her father's horrible scream, and then her mother's piercing yell. Her door broke open. She pushed off out of the window, and ducking the unforgivable curses. Suddenly, she was in the chamber, with Tom. She saw herself, like a moving film, she couldn't do anything about it. It was like her body was moving in slow motion, her legs didn't work…

"Please Tom, stop it!" Tom was moving closer.
"Ginny, Ginny, Ginny…"

Ginny awoke gasping in bed, tears streaming down her face. Checking her clock, she noted it was only 4am. She groaned, laying back down, but couldn't get to sleep, so decided to make a warm bath. She checked her aunts room, Lydia was sound asleep. Ginny stripped, and poured a bath jumping up and down from the cold. Quickly, she got into the water. It was HOT! She felt her legs go numb, then sting, and she jumped out of the tub, spilling water everywhere. She silently screamed, tears gathering in her eyes. That was HOT! She poured some more cold water, and gingerly stepped in.

Luckily, it was not too hot now. She gathered the bubbles over her and closer her eyes humming the tune of a song she couldn't quite remember…

SHIT!

She had overslept in the tub, she was late for work! It was already 3:00! Ginny jumped up, squeezing her hair, thanking Merlin for not letting her drown but at the same time cursing him for letting her oversleep. She pulled on the closest thing, a pair of sweats and a t-shirt from 2 years ago she had been meaning to make into something else, pulled on a vest, grabbed her chili, and apparated to the hardware store where she ran all the way to the fence, banishing her empty chili bowl, and levitated herself over. She ran to the shed, and groaned. Malfoy was sitting there eating an apple, innocent as anything.

"Hmm, I quite remember you yelling at me for being late," he said, not looking up, "but here we are, positions switched… Why is your t-shirt on backwards?" Ginny cursed, and told him to turn around. So did she, and she pulled her arms inside and twisted the shirt around. Little did she know, Draco was peeking from behind. She was very pretty, in fact, prettier than Pansy even. But right now he wasn't thinking of that, because he had just thrown his half eaten apple at her head from behind. Being the idiot that he was, he didn't realize that an apple thrown hard from a distance would knock someone out- well, he did when she fell to the ground unconscious.

A/N: Cookies to anyone who will review me, thanks to Lisette Black for this idea; if you are too lazy to review, just say cinnamon buns!

Sry for the short chapter, I've been learning html and stuff, busy on my neopets account! Updating soon!