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"Malfoy!"
Ginny gasped in shock and held out her wand in a defensive stance.
"Having second thoughts about that noble statement are you?" said Draco Malfoy.
"What?"
"If you'd known it was me you'd probably have left him to it I imagine…"
Ginny looked shocked at that "No. Not even you deserve to be tortured to death Malfoy. But why you? I thought you were one of them."
Draco laughed "I wanted to be - once." He went silent and didn't reveal any more, instead looking down at his unconscious assailant.
"You're bleeding!" Ginny said as she spotted a large gash on his head and blood matting in his hair.
"What of it?" Said Draco, swaying slightly. Ginny grabbed him but he shook her off "I can stand on my own thanks Weasel." Ginny looked at her hands. They were covered with blood, Malfoy's blood.
"Gods Malfoy let me help you before your arrogance finishes what he started."
"What?" snapped Draco.
"You're bleeding to death…"
"Nonsense." muttered Draco, a little woozily. But he didn't pull back when Ginny looked at his wounds.
"These aren't too bad, no major arteries. You should be ok once I've bandaged you to stop the bleeding." Ginny pulled a small bag out of her cloak - a muggle first aid kit.
"For the love of the gods' woman - you're a witch, Can't you spell me better? I'd do it myself but they destroyed my wand. Here lend me yours."
Ginny snatched her wand away from him. Draco sneered "I'm not going to go all Death Eater on you. I know you think I'm a complete bastard but I have been brought up in a pureblood family. You saved my life and however little I wanted it saved I know the debt I owe you. I won't hurt you."
"Until you've repaid the debt, right?" Ginny said, raising an eyebrow of her own. "But it's not that… The Death Eaters are tracing us by our magic."
"That's impossible!" Draco replied "You can only tell what spell has been cast, not the people who cast them. They wouldn't be able to tell if you were friend or foe."
Ginny nodded "You're right of course, which is why it took us so long to realise how they kept finding us. But if you hadn't noticed; Your people-"
Draco shot Ginny a disgusted stare and raised his eyebrow "care to rephrase that Weasel?"
"Fine, Ferret... In case you hadn't noticed Death Eaters don't tend to use healing spells. They obviously don't care about their people enough to help them. So they were following traces of healing spells and finding us. Since then we've been using these until we can get somewhere they can't trace us. But I would have thought you knew all about that?"
"If you hadn't noticed I'm not exactly Mr. Popular with Voldemort's crowd. If you must know, I've spent the last 3 weeks locked in a tower waiting his sentence, so no. I wasn't aware of any tracking plans."
"I, I didn't realise." Ginny said, her look softening slightly and taking in just how skinny Malfoy looked. "If you let me bandage you for now then we can get you healed by a pro and get you a decent meal."
Draco's focus on Ginny seemed to waver slightly; he slid down a tree to the floor. "Fine but make it quick and if you tell ANYONE I'll… well, you'd just better not say anything."
"Don't worry. I won't wound your pride by telling any of your buddies Malfoy. Ok, this might sting a little." said Ginny, gingerly cleaning Draco's scalp wound.
"Shit bitch that hurt!" Draco yanked his head back, then wished he hadn't when he felt immediately dizzy.
"It'll hurt a lot more if you call me that again Malfoy. Just because I'm one of the 'good guys' doesn't mean I have to take crap from you. Now be quiet before someone hears us. You're not in any state to fight anyone and I don't wanna have to drag your arse out of here."
Draco scowled "No need for the melodramatics, you took me by surprise that's all. I wasn't expecting it to hurt so much; I almost prefer the torture... Joke!" he finished after seeing Ginny's face.
Ginny pulled a hip flask from one of her pockets "Here, drink this. It will help to numb the pain."
Draco took a swig, pulled a face and then took another, much larger mouthful.
"Hey slow down. Like I said I do not fancy carrying you to safety, skinny as you may be…"
"s'no need to insult me Weasel. Can't help it if I've not had more than dry bread for weeks. Anyway I c'n handle my drink." Draco mumbled.
"Maybe, but I brewed that myself and it's stronger than it tastes, plus you've got no food in there to soak it up with." She finished the bandaging up his head and arms.
"We'll see shall we?" said Draco, raising an eyebrow. "The pain seems to've dulled so it's doing something right anyway."
"A 'thank you' would do." said Ginny, when suddenly Malfoy clapped his hand over her mouth.
"Sshh. I can hear someone. Over there..." Ginny turned to look where he was pointing. She listened for a minute but heard nothing and turned back.
"I…" Ginny stopped. Draco had disappeared. "Curse you Malfoy!" She muttered.
A twig broke somewhere behind her. "I can hear you; you're not healthy enough to run fast. You still have my flask Ferret."
A second later Ginny hit a tree with the force from the expelliarmis spell that had just been directed at her.
"I have no idea what you are talking about little girl." came a voice from across the clearing. But my Lord doesn't need you to talk sense… Hmm, I'll get a good reward for delivering you to him. My lord likes torturing young girls; maybe he'll even let me have some fun with you first!"
A figure detached itself from a tree and started walking slowly towards her…