Inside the castle, Draco was now. A faint light passed through the soupy, turbid air and echoes of a promising voice reverberated through the long passageway. It was Ginny's voice. Draco followed the sound like an enchanting song. He mindlessly followed her voice until he came upon the room where it had come from, and what he saw shocked him. Ginny was sitting at a long table with figures on either side of it, talking as she would any other time. She was dressed in a revealing exquisite gown, and her hair was in curls, framing her thin stomach. Valiant swords were placed on plaques along the walls above her and the others. But then Draco did something incredibly stupid. He walked in. The whole room looked over at him. But one, who was sitting next to Ginny, stood.
"So glad you could make it, Mr. Malfoy." The Dark Lord said. He put his hand on Ginny's shoulder. Ginny stared at him with her warm, chocolate eyes. He could swim in those gorgeous eyes with just one glance.
Voldemort saw the look of longing in Draco's face, and smirked. He looked at Ginny and kissed her softly. Draco noticed a flinch, but Ginny smiled.
"Draco." She spoke seductively, "Please, come closer…" she winked. Draco nodded, and strode over to Ginny. She bit her lip, and went to his ear.
"I'm faking the Imperius." Draco raised a brow as if he heard something provocative, going along with it.
"What have you got planned, Ginevra?" Voldemort asked her.
"Oh, nothing. Just planning what we're going to do when I get out of this mess." Ginny smiled sweetly.
"Oh, I see…" Voldemort stated uncomfortably. Draco nodded and smiled at Ginny, giving her a wink. Voldemort saw the interaction between them and his uncertainty disappeared.
"Well. Commence." Voldemort said to his followers. Ginny looked puzzled as two Death Eaters grabbed her by the arm. Draco was held back as he tried to lurch forward to get at them.
The minions that grabbed Ginny were holding her back so fiercely that when she tried to escape, her dress was ripped at the sleeves. She stopped resisting, as they proceeded to rip all her clothes off until all there was, was skin and rags.
"What the fuck are you doing!" Draco shouted. Voldemort smirked.
"I'm doing nothing that would concern you. We are simply proving to all, that she is one of us now. If I could say the same for you, we wouldn't be in this mess."
"I would gladly take her place."
"Would you, now?" Voldemort suavely walked over to Draco and put his hand on his shoulder.
"Get off me." Draco said harshly, "I want my wife and child back, and that's what I came here to do. I'm not a person you can just walk over like the rest of those twats."
"What would you do to get back your family, Malfoy?"
"I would…I don't know…I'd give up anything, for just one look from my daughter's eyes. For just one more kiss from the most beautiful woman in the world…I don't know what I would do to get back my family…there is no limit."
"I see…so…you would do anything?"
"Yes. I would." He looked as his wife, hands behind her back, death eaters holding her back still. She gave a look of longing and restlessness that Draco could never comprehend. A wave of silence seemed to go over the room, and Draco felt uneasy.
"Ah. I see the Dementors have graced us with their presence."
Draco raised a cautious brow, "What's going on?"
"We're going to give some disloyal servants the Kiss."
Ginny looked away as the Dementors came across two unsuspecting victims. She felt so sad, she almost wept, as if her melancholy wasn't enough already. As soon as the Dementors had come, they left the same urgency. It was widely known now that they were working for the dark side now
"They betrayed me." Voldemort said flatly. He sighed heavily and mumbled, "To kill or not to kill, that is the question…"he moseyed over to Draco and folded his arms.
Voldemort looked at Draco with his red, snakelike eyes. He thoroughly examined Draco and bit his lip.
"You have heart, Malfoy. I'll tell you that. So here is what I want you to do." Voldemort turned around to let his words sink in. He went over to the Death Eaters who were holding Ginny.
"Fight till the first sight of blood." Voldemort said, pulling back one of the Death Eater's hoods. It was Blaise Zabini. "Fight Zabini."
Zabini released Ginny's arm and another Death Eater took his place. A circle of Death Eaters seemed to surround the two and Ginny seemed to disappear among the crowd. Blaise stood with his head low.
"You can't be serious." Draco said chuckling. "I fought this guy in school! He wasn't worth a punch. Seriously, he bleeds easy."
"I have changed, Malfoy." He gives him a once over, "And so have you. You have gone soft. Love has overtaken you."
"That is where you are wrong, Zabini. Love has strengthened me." Draco threw a punch in Blaise's direction. Blaise ducked, and hit Draco in the stomach.
"You have changed." Draco choked out, bringing his fist up to Blaise's face. To be more precise, he hit his nose. There was a large cracking sound, and Blaise brought his hands to his face; a broken nose--A bloody broken nose.
"That was shorter than expected…"Voldemort said impassively. Voldemort grabbed Ginny and threw her at Draco, causing them both to fall to the floor. Ginny kissed him fiercely, and Draco hugged her tightly. They got up, and Draco looked intensely at Voldemort.
"What about Artemis?"
"What about her?" Voldemort, "She doesn't concern you any longer." He turned away, "You got your wife easily, so what makes your child will be just as easy to get?"
Draco lurched forward at Voldemort, but Death Eaters pointed their wands and cast a quick spell to repel him, causing him to be flown across the room, hitting his back against the stone wall.
Ginny ran to his side. He was still conscious, thank god. She carefully brought his head to her lap.
"Draco. Are you alright?" she whispered.
"Yea…I just got a little headache." He sat up and warily stood. "Please." He asked Voldemort. "Can I just have my daughter back?" Voldemort chuckled and turned to his followers.
"He never rests!" he laughed once again.
Then some things happened consecutively. Draco quickly ran over to the wall and grabbed a sword, and then shot over to Voldemort, plunging the blade between his ribs. Voldemort immediately fell to the ground.
"Do NOT mess with me now. WHERE is Artemis?" Draco said, pointing the blade at the Death Eaters surrounding him. Draco's eyes were menacing, and the Dark Lord's followers seemed somewhat frightened. A small crevice between two Death Eaters revealed a doorway. Ginny got up and followed Draco through and there was baby Artemis lying in a basket. Ginny let out an exhausted sigh, and picked up Artemis.
"We can go home now…"Draco said.
"Hold on, dear. I need to do something first." Ginny handed Artemis to Draco, and she marched into the other room. She found Blaise leaning casually against the wall, trying to prevent his nose from bleeding any more, when she kicked him hard and swiftly between the legs. She walked away feeling much more satisfied.
"Let's go home now." Ginny said, taking Artemis from Draco.
"Yes. Let's go home." Draco repeated, as they walked right out of the room, and out of the castle.