A/N(June 23, 2004): First of all I just wanted to say sorry I have not updated this story in 3 months. I had a lot going on, nothing too bad but I was still really busy, and stressed, and had writers block too. But I'm back now, hopefully. And also I just wanted to make sure you all knew Ginny's full name is actually 'Ginevra' and not Virginia as many people, such as myself thought. JKR said so on her site. And also thanks to my wonderful reviewers:
Nenriel – Ginny cut herself because she was very depressed. Thanks for the review!
KarenleFlay – Thanks, glad u like it. Sorry I'm like the slowest updater ever. Thanks for the review!
Milla – Yea it is sad. Actually I started this story on Halloween in math class, I wanted one where Draco saves Ginny's life. Thanks for the review!
Goddess247 – Thanks for the review!
CHAPTER 6
He just stared at her face for a second when he realized who she was: Ginny Weasley.
"Shit!"
He ran over to her and dropped down on the floor next to her. "Weasel! Wake up!" he said frantically, shaking her. She didn't respond. He slipped off his robes and with her knife cut off two big pieces and wrapped them around her wrists, tightly knotting them. He did this several times but the blood was still soaking through. Her face was getting whiter and her skin colder. She wasn't going to make it much longer.
Without thinking, he grabbed her, threw her over his shoulder and ran out of the bathroom. He ran as quickly as he could to the Hospital Wing.
He didn't see people stop and stare as he ran by, their mouths hanging open. He didn't feel his best robes get soaking wet and stained in blood. He didn't hear the whispers of his fellow Slytherins and other students that watched him. All he knew was that if he didn't get Ginny to Madame Pomffrey soon; she would die. And he wasn't sure why, but he couldn't stand the though of her dying.
After what seemed like forever and like her skin couldn't get any icier, they finally reached the Hospital.
"Good Heavens, what happened?" Madame Pomffrey burst out after he'd burst in carrying the blood soaked Ginny.
He placed her gently on an empty bed and then turned frantically to Madame Pomffrey and said desperately, "Do something! Please!"
Everyone else in the hospital stared at him, their mouths hanging wide open. Madame Pomffrey blinked and ran over to Ginny and examined her wrist. "It's been cut," she murmured, "probably by a knife." She looked puzzled for a second, "It looks as though she did it herself. But that can't be, can it?"
She shot a suspicious glance at Draco and pulled out her wand. She pointed it at Ginny's wrists and muttered a spell. The wound instantly healed, but she remained unconscious.
Draco and all the others in the room stared and Madame Pomffrey answered the unasked question, "She's lost a lot of blood. There's nothing more we can do now than wait. Give her fluids maybe. But she's going to have to pull through this on her own."
Draco sat down in a chair next to Ginny's bed. He didn't even know this Weasley girl but he was really worried about her. But why. He was a Malfoy, she was a Weasley. Malfoys didn't care about Weasleys. What was the matter with him?
He stood up. He had done his duty as a humane person with a soul and had saved her, as anyone should have done. His part was done. He had more important things to worry about. And he walked out before anyone could say anything.
A/N: That was kinda short, but I thought I'd put this up since it has been 3 months. Oh and by the way, I can finally make things, bold, italics, and underlined! You guys have no idea how happy this makes me! hehe Please review thanks!