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Chapter Nine: Conscience

Draco Malfoy grabbed her shoulder strongly with a bloody hand. His face was covered with wounds. He was shirtless, revealing his torso that was too covered with wounds and blood. His eyes were wide open, he was breathing with difficulty and it looked like he was making a huge effort to stand. Before Ginny could say something, the blond man feel unconscious in the floor, completely defenseless and wounded.

The first thing Ginny thought of doing was to help the man that had just fainted in front of her. But a voice inside her mind stopped her.

'Virginia Weasley, what do you thing you're going to do? That's the man that almost kill you with pain, tortured Harry and killed Parkinson! Don't you even thing about helping him!' .But another voice inside her, a voice she thought gone said: 'You are a healer Weasley, it his your job to help the ones who needed and the man in front of you desperately needs help. You made a vow Ginny, you sworn you'd help those whose health and life was at risk!'

'I don't thing they were including Death Eaters in the vow!'

'He is a human being who needs help or he will die here.'

'Let him die then, and about he being human, I have my doubts, the man does not have a heart!'

'He needs your help Weasley, he will die if you don't do something fast!'

'True Weasley, you should do something. You should look for his wand and get the hell out of here!'. This last voice seemed to be the most reasonable. Ginny got closer to Draco and looked for his wand his front pockets before the other voice could say something. She found nothing and tried to turn him but he was too heavy. Ginny used all her strength but achieved nothing. She was weak and Malfoy was tall and well built. He was muscular so it was very hard to move him. Ginny sat by his side disappointed. She took a deep breath and laid on the floor. The only thing left to do was to help him. She got up again and tried to remember what she had learned in Healing Classes. First:identify the type of injury; Second: recognize the spell/curse/jinx that had been used; Third:... what was third? Ginny shook her head, it didn't matter, she had two thing to do first. Meanwhile she would probably remember.

She looked at Malfoy. He had deep external wounds and she did not knew if he had internal, it was probable he did but she couldn't do anything about that. She recognized the Sectumsempra Curse and it looked like he had been under the Cruciatus Curse. Now she had to help him without magic, she would have to find a Muggle way of making him stop bleeding. It wasn't going to be easy, Ginny had never used Muggle techniques though she had learned it. She need something to put over the wounds. She hadn't too many clothes and Malfoy had only his pants. Between taking off her clothes and seeing a man n asked she needn't to think twice. She ripped Draco's pants apart and was relieved to see he was wearing underwear. She finally got access to the back of his pants but there was no wand. She ripped the pants in pieces and put it on the bigger wounds.

When she had finally covered the worse wounds, she decided to try to check if he had internal injuries. She touched his naked torso and was about to make pressure when a strong hand grabbed her.

"What the hell do you think you are doing?" Draco had waken up e though he was weak, his voice was strong and he didn't seem to want to let Ginny's wrist go.

"I'm looking for internal bruises!"

"Why?"

"Because you appeared in front of me covered with blood and with a face that looked like you were half way to hell!" she said as if he had made a stupid question.

"I want to know why are you helping me!"

"Because you are the only person who can take me out of here." She said seriously, facing him. He could see the hatred in her eyes and the anger for having to help the man that had made her suffer so much.

"Good answer Weasley! I thought you pitied me! Anyway I don't need your help. I'm fine. Now take that dirty hands off me!" the arrogant man said. She did as he told. She knew that kind of people. He could be dying but his pride wouldn't let him admit it or ask for help. She had met many soldiers like him.

Draco sat and stood there for several minutes. He forced himself to get up- Ginny counted to three, waiting to see him fall again but got surprised to see him standing still. Maybe Draco was stronger than she thought. 'Or maybe he's not human!' a little voice that she already knew said inside her mind. But it was gone in the moment Draco tried to walk and fell unconscious again. This time Ginny grabbed him in time to ease the fall. She put him in a way that she could take care of the wounds on his back. For every wound she would take care she wondered why she was helping the man that had tortured her, tortured the man she loved and killed a girl who despite all the things she had done in Hogwarts was now innocent and every time she would answer herself: He is the only person who can get you out of here!