Ginny woke early the next morning, surprisingly well rested. She took a mental assessment of herself. She didn't have any new cuts, or hurts. She felt surprisingly really good. She knew this had to be a new trick of one of her nightmares. She was going to hurt later. She knew she would. Though this had never happened, her tormented thoughts started to come back to her. Making her eyes water with tears, before they could get any worse, a calming air rushed over her. She felt calmed. Shaking slightly looking around the room the window was closed… odd….

"Fucking weird." Ginny muttered climbing out of bed. She padded into the bathroom to take a shower. Get cleaned up, and then go out to work out again. Her watcher would be waiting. She thought a lot about what was going to go on today. Was she going to meet him or not? Would she be able to trust him? Would she even know him? If he found out that she was Ginny Weasley what would he think? Her mind was reeling so fast she had to steady herself again the wall.

Finishing her shower, she looked over her body in the mirror, it didn't look that bad. She still had cuts everywhere and things, but she looked lots better after a good nights rest. Shaking her head she put on another sports bra, a pair of trackies, grabbed her bag and went outside. Again she went through the same routine she did everyday. 5 laps around the Qudditch pitch, 25 push ups, 35 crunches, and then another 3 laps around the pitch and punching the shit out of something.

Before she knew it she was at her rock, shaking with fear. Could she come up with another song? That the person would like? "Fuck it!" Ginny screamed into the air. "I don't give a fuck who you are or what you want, you can't fucking touch me!" She cried plopping down onto the rock. She pulled out her journal quickly and began scribbling.

fuck it all to death and back
how you dare to even come back
I hate you more than everything else
you don't understand the way I hate
stop acting like you care
why the fuck should I care
you don't do anything to me
but hold me in my misery
none of this is ever real
how can you say I shouldn't deal
cutting and screaming its all in one
nothing will touch me when I'm done
I cry so hard it hurts so much
I cut so deep you can't feel the touch
the pain inside will never fade
just lie in way for another day
you won't understand me you never will
stop blowing lies through my ear

C: myns by Misha!

Ginny sang the words, letting out her feelings into the rhythm the feeling of it all. She loved it. Smiling down at the ice below her she felt the tears she cried, and watched amazed as they feel from her checks, into tiny ice crystals. They were beautiful she didn't know how that happened, but it was beautiful. Ginny sat down, feeling drained that had taken a lot out of her. It felt good wonderful, it also felt horrible because she knew that he was listening. Behind her she heard a rustle and spun around with her fists raised, she hadn't thought he would be that close.

A boy stood in front of her. She'd seen him before but it he was different somehow. It Looked like Draco Malfoy but the boy in front of her was wearing shabby robes. There were bruises forming on his face, his once blond hair was brown with red, she thought it was blood.

"That was beautiful." He rasped out smiling slightly.

Ginny lowered her fists her eyes sweeping over the hurt boy. "Who the hell are you?' Ginny asked.

The boy took a sweeping bow. "Dracornis at your service, milady." He smiled, clenching his teeth as he stood up again.

Ginny checked her pocket for her wand just in case, looks can be deceiving. "You sent me the necklace?" She asked

"Aye, I did send it." The boy, Dracornis, smiled. "Why haven't I noticed it before?" He asked stepping forward, or rather staggered forward towards her favoring his right leg. Ginny didn't move she didn't know why, she felt somehow drawn to him. He had been the first person in so long to take any interest in her. "You are so beautiful, how could I have not have not seen it? 5 years of going to the same school, and here I am, here you are. Hating my guts. Pease I'm begging you, let me get to know you, let yourself get to know me. You won't be disappointed please. I know that we can help each other."

Ginny didn't know why but she felt that she could let herself get to know this boy. All she was certain was, this was Draco Malfoy, Prince of Slytherin, but something happened, something changed, he was different. And now he was 'Dracornis.' "Call me crazy but I'll give you a chance." Ginny said quietly. A silence feels over the two of them. Neither of them knowing what to say if anything at all. The silence was broken as Dracornis fell to his knees starting to cough violently. Ginny, with out thinking went to his aid, catching the boy before he fell face first into the snow. Ginny held the boy, terrified by how cold he was, well duh, he's wearing thin robes, and he was standing barefoot in the snow, fucking I'm a god damn stupid fucking ass hole. He came out here to see me, and he's freezing to death. Ginny thought to herself.

"fuck it. He's coming home with me." Ginny laughed conjuring a stretcher for him. "hey Ron, this is Dracornis, I found him the forest, can I keep him?" She smirked picking up her back and walking back thinking about what she was going to do with him when they got back to her dorm.

Ginny didn't meet anyone on the way up to her rooms. The common room was empty so were the halls, up in her room she levitated Dracornis onto the bed next to hers. "Righty then, now what?" Finny didn't know what to do. Summoning a bow of water, soap and a bunch of towels she set to work cleaning Dracornis' face and arms.