Draco stepped into the shadows. Ginny was taken back to his last few days at school. He'd been acting so strange and distant even for him. Ginny would watch as he'd slowly walk around the grounds talking to himself. Then one day he just didn't come back to school. He must have come here, wherever that was.

"Hello Ginny." He said slyly, his face transfixed on Ginny's exposed skin. She tried to cover herself, even though she was still chained to the wall. She fought against her restrictions and screamed. Draco only smiled and mumbled, "Yes my father will be proud indeed…" He then walked slowly towards her. She had her eyes clinched tight but she could hear his footsteps and his husky breathing.

"Dear Ginny, why do you fight when you know it is useless…" He said slyly. He walked over and squatted next to her, twirling his wand between his fingers. Ginny watched it intently, worrying, wondering and still crying.

"Just kill me already." She begged, but her sobs came to no avail. "Oh no dear Ginny we have much better plans for you." He smirked then sent a dark magic spell at her, causing her to black out yet again.

Flashback

"Ginny?" Harry asked, she turned to look at him. He was so handsome she'd decided. They were laying together next to the fire, it was late and everyone else had gone to bed. She looked into his bright green eyes, illuminated by the fire. "Yes?" She asked innocently.

Harry stared back at her and said slowly, "You look beautiful." Then he smiled and turned back to lay his head on his arm. Ginny's heart was pounding and she felt like squealing. "Thank you…" She whispered back, as she felt her heart swell.

End Flashback

Ginny awoke in a bed. The covers were green and the walls were green but there were hints of silver all over the room. Slytherin colors…

She sat up and began to get out of bed when she realized that she wasn't wearing any clothes. She again looked around distressed, trying to remember what had happened. Just then a maid came out of a room to her left, "Your bath is ready miss." She curtsied and smiled. Ginny felt embarrassed as she got out of bed and hurried over to the bathroom. She was very confused yet some how slightly intrigued, how had she got here and why was she getting such nice treatment now.

The bathroom was just as luxurious as the room, the tub was the size of a small swimming pool and filled with bright pink bubbles. Again the colors of Slytherin were present but there was much more silver in this room then the last.

Ginny slid into the bathtub, savoring the warmth on her aching body parts. She felt like she hadn't washed in years, which, after being in that horrid dungeon, was probably true.

She was just settling in when she head that deep voice again, "Comfortable?" It asked, causing Ginny to jump. She turned toward the door to see Draco leaning against the door frame, as casual as if he was talking about Quidditch to a fully clothed boy.

Ginny tried to cover herself, as her cheeks flushed red. She nodded in response to his question, trying to get as much of her body out of the visible spectrum as possible.

He walked over and sat next to the tub, his feet crossed and he put his elbows on his knees to hold his head up. This position was completely out of character for Draco, normally the strait backed, tall, "I own you" type.

Their eyes stayed connected for a long time before he looked away at a painting of a large snake that hung from the wall.

Ginny gathered her courage to ask, "Where am I…?" Draco turned to look back at her and said slowly, "My father's castle." With a smirk across his face he looked much more like himself.

"I'm in the Malfoy mansion…" she said more to herself then to him. Draco had a look of disgust over his face, "No wench! You are in the dark lord, my father, Lord Voldemort's castle." He said showing some pride.

Ginny was confused, her face was scrunched up in thought. Draco took this opportunity to explain, "My mother, Narcissa, was somewhat of Voldemort's whore when he was in power, then one day he told her that he wanted a heir, to continue in his power if he ever were to die. She naturally agreed and they created me. After your friend Potter destroyed my father, my mother and I were left with Lucius. They convinced everyone, for safety reasons, that I was his son. Then when my real father came back into power I was taken from that foolish school to be taught some real magic." He smirked, seeming very proud that the Dark Lord was teaching him.

Ginny stared on, entranced with the story. She was so involved that she didn't realize that she had sat up which completely exposed her breasts. Draco noticed first and stared at her chest, she was in her 5th year and was already well developed. Draco was overcome with lust, but forced it back down, knowing that his father had not brought her for this purpose.

"You might want to hide those." He said pointing and laughing at her embarrassment. She dived back under the water and splashed water at him shouting, "You perv! Get out!" she was laughing but her cheeks were still very very pink.

"Alright alright! Don't splash me again." He got up and began to leave but turned and said, "Your gown is out here on the chair, when you are ready a servant will escort you to dinner where my father and I will be waiting." He smiled inside at her look of horror. He closed to the door and left his prisoner to think about dining with her most hated enemy.