Natalie: I named him Dracornis because it's sort of for a different view on 'Draco' Because when I think of Draco I think of this cocky bastard, but when you look at Dracornis it makes him seem different. if that makes any sense it's like two different people in the same. Dracornis is more of Draco's real side that was forced to come out after the pain he endured from his father. And the name it's self... Just sort of came up in my head.. go figure! And yes I do cut, and I can't very well just stop. You don't see people stop smoking when they are told to. It's not as easy as that thank you for caring though.

And for everyone else who has flamed me under anonyms screen names: You numskull's eyes do change color. Ask your eye doctor because its true. People have done research on my eyes. If you say otherwise you're just a bunch of sad little people that don't know about things that are really there, and when they are there, you are too stupid to open your eyes and accept that something different does exist. AND I do not cut for attention. I say that I cut in this story because people who have read other things ask weather or not that I do. SO I say it so they do not waste the time no offence Natalie to ask in a review weather or not I cut. So if you would be so kind as to go away and out of my story where you are so stupidly flaming then we can all go on as if this never happened and pretend that you are not in fact the incompetent asshole, which you try so hard at covering when it is so blatantly obvious. Thank you!

On with the story…

Ginny stayed with Dracornis for a while. She didn't want to get up but when it seemed that parts of her body were falling asleep she had no choice but to move around a bit. She looked down to see that Dracornis had gone back to sleep. 'It must have been hard for him.' She thought for what seemed like the thousandth time in the past 2 hours she had been sitting here her arms wrapped protectively around Dracornis. It was hard to admit… but she was almost certain that she was getting feelings for the Ex- Prince of Slytherin. She didn't know how to react. She did the only thing she could do. She got up silently and grabbed her bag from the day before and retreated out of the dorm. She was slightly more cautious to make sure that she wasn't going to run into Ron on the way to out side then she usually was. She didn't want to see him again that soon. She still hurt from their last meeting, and she didn't know what else her brother was capable of.

When Ginny reached the entrance hall she skipped down the steps feeling her heart start beating faster than it had been. She sent her belongings to her rock on the lake and took off. She had to keep running; she had to run as far as she could away from everything. Away from these feelings that she couldn't seem to make out, away from the brother that would hurt her. Away from anything she couldn't deal with. The farther she seemed to get the more it seemed as if she had to go. She couldn't let those emotions come to her, she couldn't let them catch up. Her mind seemed to go into a time of sleep as she ran. No thoughts just running. No tiredness just the surge of energy as she ran. Being with Dracornis only meant a moments reprieve.

A bat shaped shadow was flowing in front of her, she wasn't willing to stop running though, as she ran she looked up and in shock there was a snake like creature with wings above her matching her pace perfectly on its beautiful dark blue and red wings having the span of two feet. It was a cute little creature. From the pace that Ginny was going at she stared up at the creature that was on her dagger in her rooms. It was shaped like a snake, but with wings coming out from its back. It looked much like a dragon, but was skinnier than any dragon. A snake dragon. The Serpent looked down at her as she ran hissing and letting its split tongue out of its triangular head. It was protecting her, and she felt safe with its presence with her.

She lost her head again s she ran, sweat drenching her body as she worked on going father then she had gone before. She was scared of the power that was in her at these moments of safety. There seemed to be something there that wasn't supposed to bet here, it wasn't comforting, It made her scared and take off running as far as she could before she finally turned back and headed for the Castle.

Ginny slumped onto her rock in drained half alive movements. She tiredly pulled out her notebook and a pen. She was scared at what was going to come out,

I've only just met you

It seems as if there is a bond

That is entwining our hearts as one.

I shake and shiver

And try to let go

But you hold me strong

And keep me here

This is all wrong I have to go

My legs are shaking

My feet are straining

I have to go and forget this place

You let me go and I run and run

No where to go

But away from where ever here is

It's scaring me its killing me

The suffering that was being felt

Was killing the person

It so sought to protect.

I have to keep on running

You'll be safe if you can run

No one can catch your speed

Keep on running

And you'll leave your fears behind.

Ginny looked down at the poem, she was standing now, her fiery red hair in little locks that swirled around her showing her silent power in the wind. She stood there staring out, unseeing, what was truly before her. All she could see was that horizon that felt like it was so far away. She wished she could reach out and just touch it. Just to feel it for a moment. Know what it was like to be that far away from everything. It would make everything better.

Ginny watched the sky for a while, the colors of it changed, a breath taking sunset stood before her. It was such a beautiful mass of colors. It was the most beautiful breath taking experience that she had ever had. It was everything that held beauty in the world. It was the type of scene, that made writers write, dreamers dream, and singers sing. It was THAT breath taking. The shades of blue and red, green and yellow and orange, there was no end of the colors they existed to support another color. It was everything that beauty should be. She hurriedly packed up her things and ran for the castle she had to get Dracornis to see this beautiful sunset. This beautiful moment in time that everything seemed so clear.

Ginny flounced into her common room she shut the portrait behind her not bothering to look around at the usual red room. She didn't care. The beauty that was outside had touched her in a way that nothing else could. She ran up her stairs throwing open the door to her room. Dracornis was on her bed still asleep.

"Dracornis! Dracornis wake up!" She whispered shaking Dracornis awake. He sleepily rolled over to look at her. "Come look outside. Its beautiful." Dracornis, doing as he was told tiredly got to his feet and followed Ginny to the window. The breath taking colors caught his breathe. It was truly beautiful.

He looked down at the red head that seemed to be so much smaller then him "May I borrow your wand?" He asked Ginny wordlessly handed him her wand and watched in awe as Dracornis leaned slightly out of the window and waved his wand in a shape of a box in the air. He said something that Ginny couldn't hear and grasped something out of the air and brought it back in through the window.

Ginny practically squealed in joy. It was gorgeous. She didn't know what spell it was, but Dracornis had taken a picture of it. It wasn't as if it was something like Denis Creevry took or anything. It looked like it was painted so perfectly that there was absolutely nothing that was wrong with it. She just stared as Dracornis put his arm hesitantly around her shoulders holding her close to him.

"I… I don't know what to say. This is the most beautiful thing I have ever scene. How on earth did you know that spell?" Ginny asked in wonder as she tilted the painting looking at it from every angle. It was amazing, how she tilted it the colors changed ever so slightly

"You learn certain things when you are expected to empress every girl in Slytherin." Dracornis said quietly. He enjoyed making Ginny happy like this.

"Well you do not impress me Dracornis. Just making me... Happy!" She supplied. She wouldn't be like the rest of those other people in Slytherin that Dracornis had gotten to. She hoped that she was a different case. Ginny spun away from Dracornis and walked to her bed and stood up on it. She positioned it over her bed and placed a sticking spell on the back of it and let it hang there. She laid back and stared up at it. Now she would always have it… she would always have this picture of true beauty and happiness.

A huge yawn came from Ginny as she stared up at her new painting. Dracornis walked over and pulled the covers over her and pulled up a chair next to the bed. Smiling at Ginny as she fell gracefully asleep. He smiled even wider as he noticed the Serpent of her life fly in and perch its self on the head board of the bed. Dracornis reached up and felt its cool head knowing that this is where the serpent belonged… and hoped that belonged too… with Ginny.

BAN: There you are. Hope you liked it. We had an amazing sunset over here... And I can't draw so I thought I'd let it out. Review please!