Title: Beneath the Mask

Author: Tangled Webs

Disclaimer: I own nothing…now that's a surprise!

Chapter Two: The vulnerability that comes with being unmasked

At the devil's party nothing's a sin
At the devil's party we know where you've been
If we're all right then tell me who's wrong
The love in a war, where do we belong?

I might believe its love; you might believe its war

Devil's Party, Inxs

Ginny stood on the platform exposed to the crowd of death eaters, facing Voldemort she was losing any confidence she had before. His eyes scanned her body greedily ensuring that she had not completely escaped him by going with Malfoy.

"Well, its time for you to take your oath." Voldemort moved aside, nodding to the men behind her, she was poked rudely in the back. She stepped forward hesitantly.

"What o-oath?" She stammered while she timidly moved to face Malfoy who had yet to take off his mask. Ginny wished that she could hide behind the mask; there she could find the courage that had fled her. Because once the mask is lifted vulnerability seeps into the cracks that it left.

"The Weasel has spoken!" Voldemort grandly whispered, the hall roared in laughter. The masks leered and jeered at her, the sound was deafening and all she wanted to do was crawl into a ball. Only then in the false security could she escape the mocking mob.

"You are to take a binding oath to Draco. Ginerva, you didn't think we would believe you would faithfully stay with Draco did you?" Scoffed Voldemort in Ginny's ear, she took a deep breath to steady herself. "You haven't gotten away from me yet." One of his hands tangled in her hair, stroking at first, and then yanking her forward to her knees.

She stared down at Malfoy's shoes; she was able to glimpse her reflection in the shiny gleam. Looking up, she realized that Malfoy had removed the ornate mask. She took in the blond hair almost to his ears, the bone structure that made up a face of an angel, only the cold gray eyes showed the devil inside.

"Ginvera Weasley you are now pledged to Draco Malfoy…you will recognize him as your master and obey all his commands now Do you agree to serve him?" Voldemort's tone implied that it was never a question.

There was a choice; going to the death eaters would mean rape and abuse piled on by the dozens. She'd heard all the stories, hell she'd rescued some of the victims. Then there was Voldemort…and no one knew what he ever had planned for them. Going to Malfoy meant abuse from only one source.

"I d-ooo." She tried vainly to steady her voice but it still wavered, a green rope tinged with red encircled their hands, Voldemort shoved her head down and she kissed Malfoy's hand. Malfoy pulled his cool hand from her clammy ones; he looked away from her beseeching eyes.

"Now for crashing our party…" Ginny realized with a sinking pit in her stomach that everyone had moved away from her. "CRUCIO!"

A pain so sudden…so intense worse then attacks she'd ever encountered before. An extreme assault on her every being of her body. Vaguely she could hear someone screaming for mercy; pitifully she recognized it as her own.

The steamroller of agony was lifted finally, Ginny no longer paralyzed by the shock of throbbing of a torture so profound collapsed to a heap on the ground. Though her hair she saw Malfoy's shoes concluding that there wasn't anything more she hated then them, she released herself to the darkness that was overthrowing herself.

Gregory Goyle ran like the coward in him urged, the righteous man in him raged in anger and sorrow. He threw himself against a wall ripping off the silver swirled mask, he tossed it away angrily. Running his hands through his curly black hair as tears of sorrow threatened to spill over as he contemplated the situation.

Gregory Goyle had changed from the fat boy in his Hogwarts years, upon seeing Vincent killed by Order members; he'd stopped eating because that's what Vince and him had done together. Working out and eating when he needed it had contributed to the body that made up the person he was now.

When Goyle had been in an attack on the Order, one pledge had caught his attention. Ginny Weasley had been fighting for her life, but he'd had her cornered, she refused to give up. Spitting words at him, he saw honor and such beauty…that he'd let her get away.

Confused and lost at the new emotion ripping though him, Goyle saw only one solution. He'd gone to the Order and become a double agent, getting another apartment and going under a new name. Richard Freeman, the man Ginny believed herself to be in love with. Two tears of shame at leaving her ran down his cheeks before he straightened and apparated to the only place that could make this right.

"HERMOINE!" Greg yelled outside Ron and Hermione's apartment as he banged on the door furiously. There was shuffling on the inside before the door was thrown open to the sight of a rumpled sweatpants clad Ron leveling his wand at Goyle. Upon realizing it was Gregory he sighed and relaxed his arm.

"It's only Greg, Herm, you can come out now." Hermione stood up from behind the sofa; she straightened and ran after glancing at Goyle's panicked face.

"What's wrong Greg? You shouldn't be back yet…" Hermione bit her lip as Gregory pushed his way into their apartment. Falling down onto the couch all the tears poured out that he'd tried to keep in. Ron shut and locked the door, giving Hermione a puzzled look. She sat down beside the heartbroken man; she started to pat his back.

"Did she figure out your identity? Its not that bad…"Hermione began to soothe him.

"She GOT CAUGHT! They figured it o-out…" Gregory thundered heartbrokenly; Ron started across the room to Gregory.

"Bloody Hell! This better not be some trick or I'll…" Ron was yelling in Goyle's face when he suddenly stopped at seeing blank despair that echoed in Gregory's eyes. He knew that look well it had stared back at him everyday when Hermione had disappeared. Thank god she'd come back with no serious harm done to her.

"We should storm the headquarters." Gregory quietly suggested breaking into the Weasley's separate train of thoughts. Ron's eyes brightened as the idea took hold as Hermione's darkened and she appeared startled.

"Yes, we've waited long enough Herm." Ron quickly tried to assure his wife; she stood and faced off her husband.

"NO! Harry only has one more horcrux to find when he has the location then we'll strike. Not a moment before…besides I've been captured by the death eaters they know the power they wield holding Ginny. They won't harm her, I know that." Hermione's eyes stared off into the distance and Ron frowned but listened to his wife.

Gregory stood and walked out the apartment, slamming the door behind him. Wait…easy for her to say. Goyle scoffed but he knew that he'd wait. Back in their apartment, Ron sat down next to Hermione, she didn't respond at all. Ron touched her arm and she looked at him, giving him a light smile he returned. He tried to forget about the disappointment in her eyes when she'd saw it was him.

Ginny awoke on a pallet in a dark cramped room; she threw back the covers and stood up. Promptly running into a wall, she fell back onto the bed. When she regained some vision she arose again she felt along the wall carefully. She felt a door handle and pushed but it resisted. Giving it a slight shove it fell open spilling her onto the floor of the next room.

Brightly lit by the big bay window was all Ginny caught before landing on the floor. Then she was staring at the most prefect feet she'd ever seen, she followed the feet up to the well toned legs, a pair of expensive looking green silk boxers, to a more then decent six pack, finally confronting the smirking face of Draco Malfoy.

A small noise of surprise erupted from Ginny and she scampered backwards. at last noticing her lack of dress, her flimsy slip that she'd worn under the dress robes was all the covered her body. She felt Malfoy's eyes scanning her body ruthlessly as she hid her face behind her hair. Small tears of shame pinpricked her eyes blurring her vision of the cold gray stone floor.

"Malfoy…come back to bed." Came a throaty uttered from the huge dark oak bed. Ginny couldn't even see the person in the bed it was so high. Apparently his bedmate noticed her.

"A threesome?" The woman sounded delighted, Ginny's stomach lurched.

"After last night I don't think I can bear to see the sight of you." Draco drawled from where he stood his attention finally moving the occupant of the bed.

"I thought we had fun…" Was the defensive retort but there was an undercurrent of doubt.

"Darling of course you had fun, you had me…and all I had was you." He sneered at the woman; Ginny peeked out her hair to watch the exchange.

"What are you going to do if I end up pregnant?" The throaty voice had turned into a snarl even though it was a desperate one. Draco laughed mirthlessly at the person; Ginny couldn't help but feel pity for the poor girl.

"While you were having so much fun I found time to cast a preventive spell. Don't worry your safe from having to marrying me and acquiring my wealth." He told her disdain dripping from every word. The girl was a blur as she grabbed her robes and left, Ginny only managed to glimpse the girl's tear stained face.

"Now where were we?" Draco focused on Ginny once more to find she had stood with her arms crossed over her chest. Anger radiated from her as his rude behavior showed her he was still the smug bastard from Hogwarts. He smiled suggestively at finding her standing.

"Anxious I see." He purred moving closer, another then a hitch of her breath none of Ginny's posture changed.

"You sick son of a bitch. You're still the same as you were in Hogwarts, Ferret Face." Ginny spat regaining some of her lost courage. Draco's face darkened considerably as he slammed her against the wall, holding her arms above her head.

"Well, I have news for you Weasel. This ferret face is your new master." Here his gaze flicked down to her chest which was heaving from unexpectedly being forced into close proximity with Malfoy. "You have no control anymore…how does it feel to be vulnerable…how do like being unmasked?" He gloated.

"How did you know it was me?" Ginny asked in the strongest voice she could muster, being this close to Malfoy was having a strange effect on her.

"I didn't know it was you, I just knew that you weren't one of us." He reminded her in a low voice.

"But how did you figure it out?" Ginny persisted, getting lost in his mesmerizing eyes.

"Three things gave you away…" Then he took one hand away from the clasp retaining her arms above her to hold up three fingers. "One, you wore the same robes as a person did last year. We would only wear the same robes again if we were poor and they were a family heirloom or some other nonsense like that." His hand had moved down to stroke the thin fabric covering her hip, rubbing little circles that caused Ginny to close her eyes to fight all the wrong feelings she was having.

"Second, no one has bleached blonde hair anymore…it's blonde with dark roots and highlights." Now he ensued to caress her long red tresses. Moving to cup her face, he leaned in to smell the flowery scent of her hair. "Third," He breathed in her ear. "No one else's eyes twinkle; we're all distant and cold. Look at me." He commanded in an urgent tone.

Her eyes snapped open to meet his which were filled with anger. Cold and flint hard they placed on her the blame for something she knew she did not do. His mouth suddenly crashed down with brute force. The kiss was deep and unlike any Ginny had before. Draco bit not nip but bit her as hard on the lip as he could. Her mouth opened in a yelp of pain allowing his tongue entrance. He didn't take anytime to explore her mouth, he went straight for her tongue causing her respond.

"Malfoy!" Someone banged on the door causing him to break off the kiss. "The master wants to see you!" The person called. Ginny breathed a shaky sigh of relief at the end of this madness plaguing her. "Oh, and bring your new toy!" Ginny went white in fear, Draco noticed and smirked.

"Thought you'd gotten rid of me? Well, let me give you a hint…he's worse then I could ever hope to be. Remember that you've got it good." He jerked her head up to meet his eyes then placed a gentle kiss on her lips. When he pulled back she saw red on his lips, bringing her hand up to her lips she saw blood on her fingers from where he bit her.

Tossing robes at Ginny's feet, Draco went into the bathroom without a second glance at Ginny. Leaving her to remember their painful kiss and all the misplaced anger in his eyes; combating the vulnerability that comes with being unmasked.

You thought you were in control

But all it took was being unmasked

To show you just how far you are from it

Scream but no one hears

View my discretions

Yet you can't run

Cause I alone hold your freedom now

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A/N: Hey, I finally managed to post another chapter! Yay me! Please R/R! If there's something you don't like or I should change do tell me.