A/N: Another chapter is out and I apologize that it took so long. I'm a little sick right now and can barely leave bed so I'm having issues with being at the computer for long periods of time. Please R&R. Thanks to everyone who has reviewed so far.
Five fruitless hours of searching for a window, a crack, or any nick and cranny that could've help her escape to the normal world; she thought bitterly.
She groaned and leaned her forehead against the thick stonewall. She was stuck; there was no way out. Starting to feel that closed in sensation again; she wrapped her arms around her and looked around to see where she was.
It was a dark corridor, but she had no way of actually locating where she was, as the manor was filled with dark and gloomy corridors.
She had searched for Draco unable to find him. She had even tried the door he had slammed, only to find out that it was an empty room. She had gone over every inch of it looking for a button or switch that could lead somewhere else but found none.
Sighing, she wandered to the front door again to try her luck, but after a while of trying yet again; she gave up and slid down to the floor. She wondered if anyone even knew she was missing. Probably not; she had barely seen them since that scene with Draco, they were trying to avoid her.
She glanced up when a piece of parchment hit her in the back of the head. "Ouch." She cried, and automatically put her hands up to cover her head.
She got to her knees and peered out the mail slot to see a tawny owl fly away into the distance. Confused, she picked up the parchment that hit her and looked at it. All it said on the front was DRACO in giant letters.
"Don't open it, it's rude to read other people's mail so lets just go on a hunt again to find him so that I can give it to him." Ginny muttered to herself.
As she walked around aimlessly, she continued to stare at it, her fingers itching to open it and read its contents.
A little while later, she gave up trying to find him and decided to have a look for her self. "A little peak won't hurt, I mean he is suppose to be my boyfriend; he won't mind." She reassured herself, and opened the letter slowly.
To my Dearest Dracie,
Just wanted to remind you that you have two weeks remaining.
Yours truly,
Pansy
"Two weeks for what?" Ginny asked, narrowing her eyes down at the parchment to see if she had read it right.
"I probably don't want to know." She mumbled, as her heart felt a sudden pressure at the thought of him doing something behind her back.
A thought suddenly stuck her. Apparation, why hadn't she thought of that before? She smiled, and taking out her wand apparated.
She cursed out loud when she realized she was still in the manor. The room she seemed to have appeared in was just as dark and gloomy as everywhere else, except it had green and sliver where ever her eyes came to look. She frowned, and saw a four-poster bed hung with deep green velvet curtains in the center.
Ginny walked up to it cautiously and pulling the curtains out of the way scanned the inside to see the sleeping form of Draco.
His hair was tousled and he looked like he wasn't resting at all. He tossed, turned, and moaned angrily as he tried to sleep. Sweat beads were presently dripping from his forehead; causing Ginny to frown.
She took the sheet he was tangled in and wiped his forehead gently. She sat at the edge of the bed and stared at him intently.
He murmured her name and turned to his other side uncomfortably. Ginny heart quickened, was he getting restless nights because of her?
He looked like he was having a nightmare, she thought. Maybe it was time to wake him up. She had barely touched his arm when he sat up abruptly a tear was trailing silently down his cheek.
Draco, seeing her sitting next to him, quickly wiped it away embarrassed and angry that she had seen. "How did you find this place?" He snapped, leaning back on his pillow trying to get comfortable under her watchful gaze.
She knew he was only mad because she had seen him at a weakened moment; and according the Lucius, Malfoy's aren't suppose to be weak at all especially in front of others and she was sure he had drilled it into Draco's head. Frowning, she pulled herself completely on the bed and laid her head on his shoulder without answering his question.
Draco's anger seemed to slide away. What was he going to do with her? He asked himself as he laid his head on hers a moment later.
They both weren't sure how long they had been lying there peacefully, but after a period of time; Ginny pulled away to stand up, to Draco's disappointment, and took the letter out of her pocket. "This came in the owl for you." She held it up for him to take.
He growled when he noticed the all-too familiar handwriting on the front. He grabbed it and folded it open. Afterward he set it down and shut his eyes tightly and sighed.
"What's in two weeks?" Ginny asked trying to sound casual as she looked down at the parchment again. She held her breath, waiting for the answer, knowing he probably was going to lie to her anyways.
Draco paled a little; but turned away as he answered stiffly, "Nothing important."
She glared at him; that was so fake, she thought. She focused on the words once more and wondered of a way to get Draco to tell her.
"I'm going for another walk." She said suddenly, and smiled at him when he eyed her suspiciously. "How do I get out of here?" She inquired, glancing around the darkened room looking for an exit. When she found no way in or out, she turned her attention back to him. "How did I get in here?" She pondered, and waited patiently for him to explain.
He sighed. "Did you try to apparate out of the Manor?" He questioned.
She nodded.
"Well there is a spell my father put on it because like I said before, he's paranoid; he made it so whomever tries to apparate ends up in my chambers." He answered as he pulled himself off of the bed.
She stared at him puzzled. "Why your chambers?"
Draco smirked. "Because he knew that I could apparate when I was a kid. Of course I couldn't do it well but I could at least get out of the Manor and away from here; so he put the spell on that whenever anyone apparates they come back to my chambers. My mother doesn't really like to so that's why it goes to my room me being the only person besides him in the house. He would just walk off the grounds then apparate."
Ginny continued to stare at him for a moment longer. "Oh." She said quietly, and glowered at the floor.
"Would you like me to come with you?" Draco asked, pulling a shirt over his head and strolling over to where she was standing.
"Huh?" She raised her eyes to meet his, completely forgetting what they had been talking about.
"That walk that you said you were going to go on. Would you like me to come with you so you don't get lost?" He grinned. "I'm pretty sure I know my way around here." He held out his hand for her to take.
She laughed, and wrapped her hand comfortably in his.
She glanced around again. "Where did you say that door was?"
He chuckled and shook his head. "Follow me." He led her over to the closet and after shoving it open; he pushed her inside.
"You pushed me." She accused and squeezed his hand tightly.
"Yeah, I know." He smiled and walked down a corridor with her hand still in his, with him leading the way.
As they walked on for a while Ginny kept on asking him what was in each door they past as they glided hand-in-hand down the halls. Draco would calmly answer her and smile once in a while.
"What's in this one?" She asked when they reached an odd shaped, wide, horseshoe looking door.
Draco frowned. "This is where we make our potions. Father insisted on me and mother having our own because he didn't want us touching his ingredients." He paused. "I should say mine, because mother doesn't really like to touch things when servants can do it for her."
"Can we go in and look?" She started to drag him to the door. "Please?" She looked up at him sweetly.
He rolled his eyes annoyed. "It's nothing special." He complained, and showed her into the room.
She circled around the large room with awe. "Nothing special? This is bigger then the dungeons back at Hogwarts." She stated, and started going through the labels on the already made potion vials.
"That's nice, can we get going now?" Draco began tapping his foot impatiently, when Ginny let go of his hand to wander.
She brushed him off. "In a moment, I'm looking." She said, as her eyes fell upon a certain label. She peered over her shoulder to see what he was doing. It seems he was currently, still tapping his foot, and brushing dirt off his shirt.
She grabbed one of the many little vials labeled Veritaserum and stuffed it into her pocket for safe keeping; to use when the time was right. If that couldn't get him to tell what two weeks meant then she was out of luck.
"Okay, I'm ready to go." She smiled at him, suddenly feeling like a Slytherin sneaking behind his back; but she wouldn't have had to do this if he would have just told the truth.
He once again stared at her suspiciously, but all the same held out his hand and escorted her out the door.
(Scene Change)
As they all sat waiting for dinner to be served, Ginny stared nervously around the table. It was now or never; she thought.
"I need to use the restroom." Ginny said, abruptly getting to her feet.
Narcissa nodded. "Well just hurry back dear, you wouldn't want your food to get cold." She smiled up at her.
Ginny smiled back; and marched out and down the hall that led to the kitchens.
A servant girl was walking out of the double doors with the food tray in her hands, making her way to the dining area.
Ginny had to run to catch up with her. "Excuse me." She called out. "Could you help me? I'm lost." She said, reaching her and placed a hand on the girls shoulder. "I can't seem to find the restroom."
The girl glanced up at Ginny and fumbled. "I believe it's that way Miss." She pointed the other way.
She smiled, and as the girl had her attention on the hall Ginny had asked for, she quickly and smoothly slipped the potion into the pasta Draco had ordered.
"Thank you so much." She said and headed in the direction the girl had indicated.
The girl nodded and went about her business.
Ginny turned the corner and after a little while of waiting, and making sure the girl was back in the kitchens, she went back into the dining room to take her seat.
"Sorry, I got lost." She frowned, and hesitantly picked up her fork.
Draco raised an eyebrow at her. "Are you sure you didn't just fall in?"
"Draco!" Narcissa scolded. "That was rude. Now you apologize." She glared at her son and waited.
Ginny turned to Narcissa. "Don't worry about it. What would the day be like if Draco didn't insult someone? And since we're all stuck in here it might as well be me." She waited a beat. "Speaking of Draco, you have been acting weirdly. I mean you went a little pale when you saw that note, why is that?"
"I was just worried." Draco answered automatically, then looked shocked he had answered that out loud.
"Worried about what?" Narcissa asked, wanting to be in on the intriguing conversation.
Ginny contained her grin. "Yes Draco, worried about what?"
"That you might find out." He growled.
"What are you worried about that I might find out?" Ginny questioned, sitting on the edge of her seat and braced her self for the pain of him cheating on her with Pansy Parkinson.
"I was worried that you might find out about the curse Pansy put on me." Draco bit his bottom lip. "What did you do to my food?" He glared at her.
Ginny ignored his last question as her mind began to search through the new possibilities. She narrowed her eyes at him. "What kind of curse?" She asked, not sure she really wanted to know.
"A curse where if I didn't get you to fall in love with me in a month I die." Draco groaned.
Narcissa looked appalled and couldn't even look at her own son, as she focused her eyes on the table.
Ginny felt her heart fall to the floor. "Oh really?" She stood up on unsteady legs. "I guess Hermione was right, there was something in it for you." She closed her eyes; she had never felt so angry and hurt in her life.
She started for the door, but turned to face him before she left. "Do you want green or silver roses at your funeral?" with that said she disappeared.
Draco stumbled out of his seat as he made his way after her. "Ginny wait!" He shouted.