Author Note: Hello all, thankyou so much to all hoo got off there lazy elbows and wrote me a review. Evreyone else... I am very upset at you. Well, Charm asleep thanks to them so I thought it'd be a good idea to keep at it. Love and all that shit, me
Disclaimer: Should the flames of hell scorch my backside for lying, the plot is mine, all charactors and places belong to ms J.K. Rowling. I know I should just be greatful she wrote the damn thing but I cant get over my throbbing jealously... Witch...
When there's smoke...
Ginny watched Snape as he explained the polyjuice potion and its effects, though she really didnt hear a word he said. Her mind was souley on Truth.
Draco had classes today too. Although he started later than she did. She was conserned how the Dragon would be on her own. As if to agree, she felt a violent tug in her heart that made her gasp. Evreyone glanced back at her and she tried to hide her blush. She then noticed Harry was in the room, at the door.
"Proffessor Snape." He called into the room, knocking slightly. He seemed angry or something.
Snape grunted something to the students about reading a page and left with the boy.
A breeze ran through the open door and Ginny breathed it in, surprised to smell lemondrops in the air. Then she heard Dumbledore's voice.
"Theres been an attack Serverus." He said.
Ginny glanced around, but noone else seemed to hear.
"Where?" Snape asked sounding immediatly alert. "When?"
"Diagon Alley." Harry informed the proffessor. "Last night."
"Young Harry here dreamt it and I sent someone to check." Dumbledore rumbled. "We need to get the Order prepared."
"What about classes?" Snape inquired.
"Cancelled. Noone's aloud to leave the grounds, its to risky."
"How long do you think they'll listen to that?" Snape asked snidley.
"There's no other choice." Harry snapped. "Voldermort has no soul, no hint of feeling. If he finds one student to hold against me he'll use it."
"You cant hand over your wand because his is aimed at Granger."
Ginny could almost feel Harry's anger.
"I know that. Ive been trained to fight since my first year." He growled to his potions teacher.
"Indeed, lets just hope you remember that when the time comes." Snape sneered.
There was the sound of fist against flesh.
Ginny stifled a gasp.
"Harry!" Dumbledore demanded.
"You dont know anything about what ive been through." Harry hissed with rage. "Ive lost it all. Friends, family, evrey thing to that feind. I want him to suffer for that. I cant think about anything but killing him for what he's put me through."
Ginny winced.
"Your going to be expelled for this." Snape hissed.
"Go ahead. What diffrence would it be to me? Voldermort will kill me before I have the chance, and if I somehow manage to kill him first, I wont need school will I?"
There was silence and Ginny looked around. Obviously noone else had heard. She sighed and wondered if she was going mad, when a furious Snape entered, blood on his lips.
"Classes are cancelled." He told them.
Ginny nearly laughed aloud. She stood and followed the crowd out, careful not to meet Snapes eyes.
Draco groaned and missed a step. If he was anyone but a Malfoy he would have tripped. There was a pain in his chest, similair to the one he felt near Truth yet some how diffrent. It quickly faded, and he retained his composture before Blaise noticed the slip.
Thank Merlin there's no more classes. He heard from Blaise. I was going insane in that stuffy Charms room.
"What?" Draco asked. "I thought you loved Charms."
"Huh? Did I say that aloud?" He asked. Whups, thinking out loud again.
Draco began to massage his temples. "You did it again." He smirked. Turning a grin to his friend.
Oh shit. Blaise shook his head, his lips didnt move. "Sorry."
Draco looked shocked for a moment. "Its ok."
Did Draco Malfoy just except an apolagy?
"Listen, im not feeling well, with classes out I think ill head to the infirmary."
Blaise nodded."Catch ya later."
Draco left him, headed to his room. This was way too strange. Hearing thoughts? No way.
Ginny giggled as Trust ran over her stomach. "Your the one who let me hear that arnt you?" She asked.
The door opened and Ginny jumped, then saw it was Draco. "Hey, were your classes cancelled too?" He asked.
She nodded. I know why too. She thought. "Thought I might as well use the spare time to play with Truth."
He smiled. "Fair enough." He'd keep this mid reading a secret. Maybe for once he'd beat her at this mid game she was so good at playing.
Merlin he's cute when he smiles. Her thoughts betrayed her. He smiled again, unable to stop himself.
" She's already bigger." Ginny said, missing his second smile.
"Really? How fast do Dragons grow?" He asked.
"Im not sure, I can ask Bill, but if he asks why I wont lie to him."
"Hmm, now that could be a problem." Draco commented, forgetting about his new 'gift' . "There's no books in even the Restricted section about Sky Dragons."
Hmph, what goods a library without books on Dragons? " I thought the restricted section had all that kind of info."
He shrugged. "No where is perfect Red. Not even Hogworts." He looked her over. "Why are classes cancelled?"
"Id rather not tell you." She blushed uncomfortably. As it is I shouldnt have.
"Tell me." He demanded, not used to being told what to do.
"Please Draco, dont make me. You might not like the answer." She asked, though calmly. "Its not my secret to give."
Rage burned in him, somewhat painfully. He growled and grasped her shoulder tightly. "I want the answer." He demanded.
Ginny watched him coolly. Though the pain was tremendous. "Draco, your hurting me again."
"Tell me what I need to know Weasley. Now."
"Why do you hurt me? You are a Malfoy arnt you?"
"You mean you dont like this Red?" He hissed, raising himself, then her by her shoulder.
A gasp passed her lips though her face didnt change. "It hurts." She told him. "But if you want you can hurt me. Skin heals." She watched him carefully, her eyes almost black and empty.
Draco grunted angrily and moved his hands until they held both shoulders tightly. "Ill make it so your skin never heals." He hissed. "I'll make your skin ache with a pain so horrible that you'll beg for death." He was angry, oh gods was he angry. There was no reason for it. Except he was a Malfoy. Ginny should have known better.
She twisted in his grasp alittle, though her eyes did not leave his. "Then do it." Her voice was chillingly cold. "I cant stand this waiting. Your hurting me, so badly I dont feel the pain in my arms. Hurt me so I feel it Draco Malfoy. Hurt me worse then what Tom Riddle did."
The name seemed to burn Draco. He's arm arched back and his open fist hit her across the face. "Get out of my sight you filthy muggle lover. I never want to see you again."
Ginny's blank eyes searched his, without looking away. "Why do you hurt me?" She repeated calmly.
"Because im Draco Malfoy." He shouted.
Id forgotten for a while. I thought youd felt my trust in you. She thought. Then with her eyes downcast, she left the head boys rooms. "Goodbye Truth, I love you." She whispered to the little blue and white beast watching her 'parents' die a little.
She chiriped loudly, a cry Ginny understood strangley enough that meant, "Trust." A tear slid down Ginny's cheak, she didnt feel it but she could smell it.