Chapter Four

Draco Malfoy broke the eye contact first. Shaking his head at her dirty state, he walked away from her, towards the mansion, leaving her alone again. Ginny started to cry again. Everything was so wrong… everything. She shut her eyes. There was no way to get out of this hellhole. She would just have to… what? Even she didn't know. Ginny started to cry again, sobbing for what she lost in these past months, wondering what her friends had gotten to… Were they looking for her? Voldemort had hundreds of followers now, and everyone else was hiding away, trying to do what they could to help each other, and to survive.

Slowly she got up and made her way back to the mansion. She was hungry, and she knew nothing would be gained by staying there.

"Finally! Where have you been?" screeched Narcissa. "I've been out of my mind with worry! There's a huge stain on one of the curtains… Did I not make it clear that I wanted everything to be perfect for Draco's arrival?"

"Sorry," Ginny said, lowering her eyes.

"You should be… you should be, lousy good-for-nothing—"

"Draco's here by the way," Ginny said, cutting her off. Narcissa jumped up and down squealing. Ginny rolled her eyes and left the room, looking for something to clean.

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For the next few days, Ginny avoided Draco as much as possible. She cleaned every room in the house from top to bottom except for Draco's. No one seemed to notice, and Ginny didn't want to go in there for fear of what she would find.

"GINNY!" Ginny ran into the dining room.

"Food not warm enough?" she asked dully.

"Don't be cheeky," said Narcissa, angrily. "Draco says his room hasn't been cleaned all week. Go do it now." Ginny left obediently before any more tasks could be given her—she was rather tired. Walking into Draco's room, the first thing she noticed was how messy it was. Books all over the floor, broken objects lying around, used parchment, and a lot of random junk. It took her an hour to clean up one side of the room, and by the time she got to the second half Draco had finished dinner and had come to check up on her progress.

"Come to gloat?" she asked, through gritted teeth.

"Partly," he smirked.

"If I had my wand…"

"But you don't, do you? No, that goes on the shelf." Ginny snapped. Throwing herself onto Draco, she reached for his wand. He wrestled her to the ground easily, and laughed. Suddenly he bent down really low, so that his head was inches away from her own.

"Don't forget your place Ginny," he whispered. "I don't want to hurt you, so don't give me a reason to."

"Let me go," she said, acidly.

"Draco! Enjoying the maid? Very well, you can have her. She's been more trouble than use here, and I dare say you'll know what to do with her." Lucius Malfoy was standing in the doorway, laughing. "I'll leave you to your games then." With a wink, he left.

Draco got off her, sighing.

"Well you brought it onto yourself you know," he said.

"Tell him you don't want me, tell him… tell him I'm staying here…" Ginny said, her voice urgent. This is all I need.

"No. I need a new maid. And who knows, maybe, if you're lucky, you might even get the chance to be more than that," Draco said, with a roguish wink. A sudden idea came to Ginny. Flipping her red hair back, she approached Draco, touching his arm playfully.

"I'd like that," she said in a low voice. "You could set me free… we would run away together…" Ginny moved closer to him, about to slip her arms around his waist. Draco backed away.

"Don't take me for an idiot, because I'm not. I was kidding. Urgh, me with you? I don't think so. Now get out, because I have to pack."

Furious at being rejected by Malfoy, she turned on her heel and stomped out of the room. How dare he! OBVIOUSLY she didn't like him in that way either… She liked Harry… She laughed at herself for acting the way she had.

"Have you packed?" Narcissa asked her, when she saw Ginny.

"I don't have anything to pack," Ginny answered, knowing that Narcissa had only asked to torture her further. Ginny stood stonily in the corner of the room as Narcissa and Lucius said goodbye to their only son.

"Coming?" smirked Draco.

"Do I have a choice?" she retorted.

"Crucio!" Lucius shouted, and she felt her body fill with unbearable pain…

"Dad, stop! It's ok," Draco said, calmly. Lucius lowered his wand. Ginny eyed Draco insolently as Narcissa removed the spells binding her to the house. Once that was over, Draco placed his own spells on her. Flinching away from his wand, she held her ground, wishing she was somewhere else… somewhere far away…

"Done," Draco said, putting away his wand again. Then he took hold of her wand, and waved to his parents as they disapparated. Ginny was going to Draco's recently built mansion—for better or for worse.

A/N: chapter four! YAY:P as always, review... it only takes ten seconds, and so yeah.. REVIEW haha tell me what you think.. should i continue with this fic or not?