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A/N: Sorry this took so long to get out. The other author is quicker than I am at getting the chapters out. So, her chapter should be out shortly after this one. Remember, this is the last of part one. Stay tuned for part two which will remain on this thread. Thanks.
Chapter 12
Promise Me Forever and I Will Always Be Yours
-Promise me forever and I will always be yours-
She whispered words of love into his ear and kissed his closed eyelids. How she wished forever could go on like this. She ran her hand down his spine. She had committed every inch of him to memory, admiring his perfection that was sometimes even too much for her. Placing a quick kiss on his strong jaw, she got off the bed and pulled on her robes.
Ginny stayed in his arms most of the night. She would stare into his eyes until sleep took her. Then she would dream of swimming in the depths of those silver pools. How easy it was to forget reality with him. However, Ron noticed she was not in the common room in the morning and had started to question her actions. It pained her greatly to leave but she must, she only hoped he would understand.
"Good night, my love," she whispered before she left to return to her room.
They had been sneaking around for months and each day that graduation came closer, her heart broke a little. She had asked him what his plans for the future were; secretly hoping he would mention her in his plans. But he had just shrugged and said he hadn't really thought about it.
Ginny knew the future lay heavy on Draco's chest. So much was expected from him, yet there was so little he could do. He had taken the necessary course to become an Auror, or even a healer. Hell, he probably had taken more classes then Hermione. But the truth is, ever since he was born, Draco Malfoy had been trained to be a Death Eater. He knew little of anything else. Though he had fought it; he still was at a lost to how to live a normal life.
She could feel the fear coming off him. He was uncertain and that scared him. She found him many nights in deep thought staring out into the night from his window. Once, she had even asked him what was wrong only to be ignored completely. She had learned it was best to let him wake from the trance himself. Sometimes he didn't even speak to her when he did realize she was there. He would just lay her on the bed and take her, pound into her as if his very life depended on it.
But then again, Draco was not the only one who got lost in their thoughts. Ginny found herself wandering to the tree by the lake more often lately. She sat there quietly, thinking, planning. Everyday she would come up with a new way to keep them together, and everyday a new way to destroy that plan she had just created. Her mind wandered to memories, things she didn't want to forget.
Draco found her there once. He questioned why she was there. Ginny had smiled and said she just came to think and beckoned him to join her. A soft sigh escaped her lips as he wrapped his long arms around her. If only they could only stay like that forever.
She knew it was impossible, though. There was too much against them. Even they were against each other. How many fights did they have over what was proper and what wasn't? Or how they expected things to turn out. Once, Ginny had gotten so mad at him that she pulled her wand out to hex him, only to be stopped by his lips crashing down on hers.
Draco never made any problems for the future and if she ever brought it up he would avoid the subject. Once, he exploded and told her he didn't even know if he would live past graduation. She had burst into tears and ran from the room. He never offered any apologizes and she never asked for one. But how she longed for a promise of something.
Ginny smiled as she slowly laid her head onto her pillow. Even now, as she remembered the first time he told her he loved her, it still brought tears to her eyes. She prayed for a better day tomorrow.
-If only you knew how I long to whisper those words.-
Days merged into each other. Between class, homework, and preparation for graduation they barely got to see each other. The tension between the two of them could be cut with a knife when they saw each other in the hallway.
"One day," Ginny vowed, "I will stop thinking about what everyone thinks and just kiss the devil out him right here in the hall." It seemed Draco had the same idea. The arrogant bastard had kissed her in the middle of the great hall one morning. He just walked up to her and planted one on her. He covered it up well though.
"Told you, Blaise, I could make her blush like a cherry," he had yelled as he walked away from a stunned Ginny back towards his table.
Blaise had looked just as shocked as everyone else but had quickly shook it off and acted as if he was part of the joke from the beginning. Thankfully, Ron and Harry had decided to take an early morning fly around the field. Nevertheless, Ron had gotten news of the kiss later that day and confronted Ginny about it.
"What's this I hear you kissed Malfoy?"
"Correction, he kissed me."
"He did what!!" Ron seemed to have turned a bright red and you could almost see the stream coming from his ears. He clenched his fist and gritted his teeth. "I'm going to kill him," he gritted through his clenched teeth.
Ginny had used her gentle persuading to convince him it was a bad idea. Of course, threatening to tell Mom is what really did the trick but she liked to think it was the fact she had told him that if he even went within ten feet of Draco she would cut off certain organs he deemed important and no, she didn't mean his hands. Ron, of course, dropped the issue but not before inquiring why she cared so much about Malfoy. She denied any emotional feelings and all she said was that she didn't want her brother expelled before he graduated.
It was then that Hermione had decided to walk in. "Why would Ron be getting expelled?"
"For killing Malfoy," Ginny explained.
"Oh."
Ron had stared at her in disbelief. "That's it? OH? That's all you have to say?"
"Yes. Ginny, can I talk to you?" They had walked away from a stunned Ron, who was muttering something about women and how unpredictable they were.
Ginny followed Hermione to her room and sat on her bed, where she was now staring at the older girl. "What's up?"
"Ginny, I'm worried about you," Hermione said sitting down next to her.
"Why?"
"I just am." Hermione took the other girl's hand in hers. "Just be careful, ok?"
Ginny smiled softly. She knew Hermione only meant the best but it hadn't stopped the anger that rushed through her veins. She wanted to yell and scream at Hermione that she didn't know what she was talking about. She wanted to punch and throw things. But she sure as hell didn't want to cry and she couldn't figure out, for the life of her, why tears were falling from her eyes.
Every uncertainty Ginny had about her and Draco poured out of her eyes. Her fear of losing him quickly followed suit. Ginny pulled her hand from Hermione's and wrapped her arms around herself. Hermione grabbed Ginny and hugged her to her chest. She did not talk or even ask questions, she just let the other girl cry. Hermione could only imagine what Ginny was going through. After Ginny had finished crying, she pushed from her friend and stood to leave, pausing at the door to thank the other girl.
"If you ever need to talk I'm here for you, ok?" Hermione stated.
Ginny nodded and quietly left the room. She decided to take a walk to clear her head.
-Feed me not unsatisfying woes-
Draco only felt alive when he was with Ginny. She was his only saving grace. Without her, he just went through the motions. He ate, slept, and drank her. Nothing else would sate him. Food was no longer used for satisfaction but for human nourishment. He stuffed some down his throat. When she was not with him, life felt dull. He loved the feeling of being buried deep within her, hearing her scream his name as her climax would take her. Ginny makes him want to live.
Oh, sweet Ginny, sweet loving, Ginny. She was to good for him. Yet, she held a part of him. A part he had long forgotten existed until she got her little hands wrapped around it. She was so welcoming, so willing to let him rest his head in her lap. Cradle him against her breast and never ask a question of to what he was upset about. He knew she no longer had nightmares, at least not of Tom Riddle. She tossed and turned in his arms. Her hands grabbing at the air, she only fully calmed when he held them to his heart.
"Your mine," he whispered every night to her when she slept. He knew she was unsettled with thoughts of the future and so was he. Memories of their first conversation concerning the future bombarded his thoughts.
Draco sat up in the bed, his bare back facing Ginny as he laid his heavy head in his hands. If only it could be like this forever.
"It can be," Ginny whispered.
"Ginny?" Draco asked not looking up from his hands.
"It could be like this forever," she whispered again, sitting up and wrapping her arms around his abdomen, resting her head in his shoulder.
"I didn't realize you were still awake," Draco whispered. Nor did he realize he had spoken his desire aloud. He slowly changed their position so that they were lying facing each other. He moved a strand of her auburn hair from her soft face.
"It could be," she whispered for the third time with her eyes closed.
Draco ran a hand down her silky body. He loved the feeling of her curves, she was not a stick like the other girls who sat his company, nor was she huge. She was just right, perfection in a little package.
"Yes, until your family gets wind of what is happening," he joked.
"My family doesn't bother me," Ginny said staring into his eyes with such intensity it took everything in him not to look away. "You are all I need." Ginny shifted slightly resting her head on his chest. She played with the blonde hair that spilled across his chest, twirling her fingers in it. "What do you plan to do after you graduate?"
"I haven't really thought that far."
"Oh," she said softly, disappointment dripping in her voice as she moved off his chest and turned to face the wall.
"Go to sleep, Gin. You have classes tomorrow," he whispered not willing to face what she was asking him just yet. Draco pretended to be asleep when she stood quietly and whispered that she loved him. He could hear her soft sobs as she left the room. "It's for the best Gin," Draco whispered to the dark room.
He gritted his teeth as the memory raked at his emotions. He withdrew into the shell he created around himself when he was not around Ginny. Just the other day, Snape commented about how much like a robot he seemed. He had smiled and laughed it off, saying he rather be a robot then a sexually frustrated potions teacher. Too bad Snape did not find it as funny, hence the reason he was cleaning cauldrons right now instead of spending time with Ginny.
Draco lifted his head. For a second he thought he heard her laughter. No, that could not be it. She was in her tower studying; he knew that. Just as he finished convincing himself that she was up in her room, he heard her again. He poked his head out the door to see if he was going crazy.
It felt like a fist had hit his gut. Clear as day she stood in the hallway talking to Granger. He heard Granger say something about seeing someone and telling him or her something. Pushing that to the side of his mind that he didn't care to visit, he waited for her approach. A smirk played on his lips as he watched Granger walk away.
Ginny let out a yelp of surprise when she was suddenly pulled into a classroom. He clamped a cold hand over her mouth to silence her. Throwing up wards and a silencing charm, he removed his hand and kissed her. Her protest died on his lips as desire coursed through her body. Her arms wrapped around his neck to deepen the kiss.
"I need you," he hissed through clenched teeth.
She nipped his jaw playfully, gasping when he threw her up on a desk in the room. Her eyes darkened with lust, she could feel the wetness between her legs. She spread her legs wide drawing his hard body close to her. A soft cry escaped her lips as he grinded against her. He placed a hand over her sex, drawing an eyebrow up in surprise.
"No knickers?"
"Got tired of you ripping them all so I figured I just save you the time and fabric."
Draco chuckled as he lowered his eyes to nip her bottom lip. He ran his finger over her throbbing clit, rubbing her gently. Ginny waved her hips wantonly, begging for more. She loosened him from the constraints of his pants taking him into her hand. He pulled her head back by her hair, kissing her roughly. Ginny felt her orgasm closing in.
She rubbed his hard cock and began to stroke him. Draco groaned and threw his head back, not once removing his hand from between her legs. Her sex was swollen with desire and dripping with eagerness. Ginny didn't think she could handle much more of this. She needed him.
"Now," she rasped. "I need you in me now."
Draco positioned himself before her entrance. He cupped one hand under her bottom to steady her and another behind her hair. He plunged deep into her, burying himself to the hilt. They both cried out from the raw passion. He pounded into her as she wrapped her firm legs around him. She lifted her hips to meet his powerful thrusts.
Crying his name as she climaxed, she dug her nails into his back. Draco rested his forehead against hers. An action that had quickly became a sort of a comfort between them. "I love you," he whispered as his orgasm rushed through him.
Ginny stared up at him in shock, his words ringing clearly in her ears. Even he looked shocked by his confession.
"I love y-"
"How touching," a voice said from the door interrupting Ginny's confession. Draco cussed under his breath as he quickly readjusted his pants and spun around. He used his body to block Ginny from view. "Now, tell me, Mr. Malfoy, are my cauldrons clean?"
Draco tried to swallow the lump that had developed in his throat. There, standing at the door, was none other then Professor Snape himself. A smirk played at his lips as he watched the younger man eye the dirty cauldrons out the corner of his eyes. "I was just finishing up," Draco said quickly.
"And Ms. Weasley?"
"Well, you see, she had a question about the potions homework you assigned and asked if I could help her."
"That doesn't explain why she is half naked on my desk."
Draco looked down in horror as he realized that the desk he and Ginny just made love on was his Godfather's. He heard Ginny gasp behind him as she caught up with that little detail herself. She buried her face into his back, silently begging for Snape to leave.
"Well, ah, you see, she fell," Draco rubbed the back of his head nervously.
"And you fell on top of her?" Snape's amusement in the whole debacle was evident in his eyes.
"I tripped," Draco defended himself.
"Finish these cauldrons, now," Snape ordered. "Then meet me in my office when you're done…both of you." He turned and left slamming the door behind him.
Ginny pulled out her wand and muttered a quick self-cleaning charm on the cauldrons. Then she turned and faced Draco and noticed that he was staring at her in disbelief. "What?" she shrugged. "He never said not to use magic. Plus, now it gives us time to talk. I would say about half an hour before he comes barging in again."
She climbed off the desk and quickly adjusted her clothes. Draco watched in silence as she pulled herself together. Ginny truly was a gorgeous witch. He loved everything about her from her fiery-red hair to her little button toes. He even loved how she had freckles on every inch of her body.
Draco paused, what the hell was he thinking? When did he become such a big sap? Damn, he even told her that he loved her. He turned sharply, placing his back to her. He cursed under his breath as he ran his hands through his long hair.
"Don't do that."
He looked at her questionably. "Don't do what?"
"Don't act like you didn't mean what you said," Ginny said as tears welled in her eyes.
She couldn't bear that he had just said it out of the heat of the moment. Maybe she really didn't mean anything to him. After all, he never spoke of the future and he never once mentioned her in his life after he graduated. No, Draco Malfoy had not made her one promise of how things will come out. "I never speak of the future because I don't know what the future holds. And, I don't make promises I can't keep. And, damn all things to hell Ginny, I love you!" Draco closed the distance between them and gathered her into his arms.
"I didn't realize I said that out loud," Ginny said slowly, feeling her blood creep to her face.
He kissed her softly, using his lips to show how much he felt for her. It pained him a little that she never said the words back to him. His grief must have shown on his face because she held his face with both hands and looked deep into his eyes.
"I love you, Draco Malfoy, and always will."
"I wish I could promise you forever," he said as he took her hands and placed them on his heart.
"Why can't you?" Draco exhaled and drew her body closer to his. She wouldn't understand even if he told her. He kissed her passionately, running his hands up her sides. Ginny, knowing he would not answer her, pushed him away and gently whispered, "Snape."
"You know, of all the things you have called me, that had to be the worst," Draco said with a smirk.
"You know what I meant. Let's go before he comes back."
-The promises you beg for cannot escape my locked lips-
Snape sat brooding by his desk. He knew he should be happy for his godson, hell he was happy, well, pleased was a better word. With a sigh, he leaned his head back hoping to relieve some of the pressure that threatened to flatten his brain. It has been a month since he found out it was Granger who performed the unwanted sexual act on his person, even though it was satisfying. How he wished it had been O'Neill. Things would be less complicated. He couldn't be around Granger without getting a boner. It was a good thing his robes were slightly bigger then he needed.
A soft knock on the door broke him from thoughts, and in good time too. The last thing he needed was to start thinking about Granger and her warm little mouth. He cleared his throat and told who ever it was to come in He was expecting Draco and Ginny to enter.
"Um, McGonagall asked me to drop this off," Hermione said nervously.
"What are you doing here?" Snape snapped.
"I just explained that McGonagall asked me to drop this off for you," Hermione said handing a sealed letter to Snape.
Snape snatched it from her out-stretched hand, trying to conceal the embarrassment he felt for thinking about her. He opened the parchment she had handed him and looked over it. Sensing she was still in the room, he glanced at her, taking in her in. The brushy chestnut hair was enough to make his heart skip a beat, but her outfit affected the other part of his body. Her low cut shirt that showed off her generous breasts did nothing to calm his desires for her. He wanted nothing more then to spread her over his desk and take everything she would give him and then some.
Snape shook his head trying to rid himself of the image of her panting under him. A low growl released from his mouth as he turned on her. "Get out."
Hermione felt her face turn bright red. She was so caught up in fantasizing about him taking her over his desk that she did not see him look up. With a sharp intake, she stormed out the room, her anger and embarrassment rising by the second. However, her smooth exit was halted as she slammed into Draco Malfoy's chest.
"What the," Draco stuttered.
"Hermione?" Ginny stared at her best friend who had just covered her red face with her hands. Concern flowed through Ginny's body as a sob escaped through Hermione's hands. Draco looked completely lost for words at the sobbing woman who was trying to bury herself in his chest. He looked at Ginny for help who just shrugged and motioned for him to comfort the crying woman.
Ginny tried her hardest to keep in the laugh that threatened to escaped from her clenched lips as she watched Draco pat Hermione's head as if she were a dog. His face was a mixture of shock, disbelief, and uncertainty.
Ginny softly placed a hand on the other girl's shoulder and pulled Hermione towards her body. Hermione jerked away from Ginny's grasp and stared in horror at the man she had chosen to comfort her. Draco took in her look of horror and rolled his eyes, so much for getting thanks. "I didn't like it anymore then you did, Granger."
"Hermione," Ginny said softly behind her. "Are you ok?"
Hermione, not trusting herself to speak, nodded her head. She really didn't want to go into details of what happened and most certainly didn't want Draco to know either.
"I'll talk to you later," she managed before running down the hall.
Ginny watched the retreating back of her friend in confusion. "I wonder what that was all about?" Draco was staring down at the tearstains on his robe, disgust written all over his pale face. "Get over it, Malfoy," Ginny said rolling her eyes and walking into Snape's office.
Draco followed but couldn't quite get the gripe off his face. He couldn't quite get over the fact that Granger had cried on him. He had never really seen a girl cry before. Well, he had, but not one so up close. Let's correct that; he had seen girls cry but he was usually the one who made them cry. It was the first time that a girl cried around him and he had absolutely nothing to do with it.
Ginny looked behind her with impatience. The damn boy was taking forever. She had no intention of facing Snape by herself because they were in this together. She made a small clucking noise with her tongue and motioned for him to hurry up.
Draco stared at Ginny in disbelief. Did she just call him like a dog? He walked up next to her with his head held up high. He wrapped her hand in his. He would deal with the summoning later but right now; it was just her and him.
"It's about time," Snape roared when they neared.
He took in Draco's stained robes and eyed them suspiciously. "What has happened to you?'
"Granger," Draco replied holding his hands up. "She had a bit of a crying fit. I don't know why though. I just ran into her on her way out of here." Ginny watched as the truth dawned on Draco's face. Hermione was still having a hard time with happen at the masquerade ball. "What did you do to her?" Draco ordered his eyes blazing as he looked at Snape as if he could kill him.
"Really, Malfoy, all this for Granger? I didn't realize you two were so close," Snape drawled, his face a mask of no emotions.
"We're not close at all," Draco defended. "I just don't think you have the right to use girls, especially your students."
Snape stiffened. If only Draco knew the truth. "Draco, it would do you best not to talk of things you do not understand."
Ginny placed her hand on Draco's strained forearm. "Let it be Draco."
"LET IT BE?" Draco stared at her with disbelief in his eyes. "Some friend you are."
Ginny reeled back from his hurtful words. "No, I am a great friend. As much as Hermione would appreciate your protection, you have to understand this is her problem and she will work it out."
"We will talk about this later," he growled into her ear. "Amongst other things."
Snape watched the exchange between Draco and Ginny and was unsettlingly reminded of Lucius and Narcissa. How many times had he seen Narcissa tell Lucius to drop something and each time Lucius would explode, then calm with the promise of a later discussion? But the later years of their marriage were trying. Lucius was no longer interested in talking about it later and his word was the rule. Snape watched the young couple before him and prayed Draco had learned from his father's idiotic mistakes.
"Yes, well, I quite agree with Ms. Weasley," Snape said just to add his two cents.
Draco mumbled under his breath something that sounded faintly like 'you would' but he couldn't be to sure. "You wanted to see us about something?" Ginny said smiling at the frowning professor.
"Ah, yes," Snape said as if he just remembered why he'd asked them to come. "I would appreciate it if you didn't shag in my classroom again."
"Did you just say shag?" Draco asked his eyes popping out of his skull.
"It is a possibility."
"Do you even know how to shag?"
"Draco!" Ginny shouted staring at the man as if he had lost his mind.
"Yes, I can assure you, Draco, that I do know how to shag. Now, I must insist we stop this vulgar conversation for my sanity and Ms. Weasley's."
Draco was shaking his head and mumbling under his breath again while Ginny stared between the two men in shock. Not that it shocked her that Snape could shag; it was just weird to hear him mention it in front of two students. Well, more like one student because she suspected there was more to Snape and Draco's relationship then student and professor. Not that she was saying that they were lovers, just that there was more to the way they talked to each other. Ginny chased the thought from her mind before she got sick. She would just ask Draco about it later.
"Is that all you wanted to see us about?" Ginny asked, wanting to get out of there as soon as possible. Snape gave a quick nod of his head before returning to his desk. Draco watched his godfather carefully as he wasn't quite down with him.
"Meet me in my room in about half an hour, ok?" Draco whispered into Ginny's ear. She looked at him with questions in her brown eyes, but left the room regardless. "Now, are you going to explain what is going on between you and Granger or will I have to beat it out of you?" Draco drawled quietly as he walked to the front of Snape's desk.
"Like Ms. Weasley explained, it is her business to tell you," Snape replied without looking up from the parchment he was reading.
Draco slammed his hands onto Snape's desk causing the older man to jump in surprise. "I'm not asking about her involvement I'm asking about yours. Now, what is going on between you and Granger?"
"I frankly don't see that it is any of your business," Snape sneered, crossing his arms over his chest.
Draco gritted his teeth. He certainly wasn't getting anything out of his godfather and he knew it. With a sigh, he dropped onto the chair directly across from Snape's. He watched as the other man followed his example and sat down before him.
"What is really on your mind Draco?" Snape asked, a hint of concern in his voice.
Draco stared at his hands, taking a few gulps as he tried to calm his nerves. "I need your permission to leave Hogwarts to go to Diagon Alley," he stated, changing the topic of conversation.
Snape's eyebrows knitted together. "You have been sneaking out the school for six years. Why now, in your seventh year, do feel the need to ask permission?"
"I want to buy Ginny a ring and, with my Father's recent escape from Azkaban, it would look suspicious for me to be caught sneaking out."
"Why don't I accompany you on this said night out?" Snape said studying Draco.
Draco released a breath of relief. "That would be great, Sir. You could even help me pick out the ring."
A smirk played at Snape's lips. "Is next Tuesday ok for you?"
"That would be great."
-At least let me into your heart-
It was a month from Graduation. Ginny was overloaded with homework and studying for exams. She barely saw Draco and when she did, his head was buried in a book, studying. Once, she had even found Draco and Hermione studying together. That went over well with Ron and Harry. It seemed that since they had found her crying he had been making an effort to be nice to her; well, Draco's idea of nice. He only called her a mudblood once a week instead of every day.
Ginny rolled her eyes as she thought about his ideas of nice. She plopped down in front of her tree, their tree. It had become theirs the day he made her destroy Tom's diary. He had pulled her aside earlier, after her potion's class, and told her to meet him here at eight. Taking a quick glance at her watch, she was about fifteen minutes early. Well, if Draco were on his normal standard of time, he would be here in about five minutes. Figuring she could catch a quick nap, she rested her head back against the tree and closed her eyes.
The sound of crunching leaves woke Ginny from her slumber. How long have I been sleeping? Ginny thought as she looked around took in the darkness that had surrounded her.
"Is there a reason you are sleeping here instead of your bed, Ms. Weasley?"
Ginny stared up at the figure standing before her. As her eyes adjusted to the darkness, she recognized the long dark robes and shoulder length hair. "Professor?"
Snape smirked at the young woman's confusions. "Yes."
"What time is it?"
"Half past ten."
Ginny felt the night chill seep into her body. He hadn't come. Where could he be? Ginny looked around for any sign that he had come but saw none. Numbly, she stood up. She had to find him and make sure everything was ok.
"Ms. Weasley?"
"I have to find Draco."
Ginny ran to the castle and raced up the steps. Her only thought was Draco. She rushed to his room and whispered the password. She shouted his name as she entered the room. The bedroom was completely empty and destroyed.
The chairs were lying broken against the wall; the cushions ripped apart and some of the legs were broken. Every mirror in the room was smashed and his library looked as if had been set on fire. So did the bed. The bathroom was in a similar condition except there was blood on the wall. Where could he be? Was he hurt? A slight crack in the wall caught her attention. He was in the private bathroom.
Slowly Ginny made her way down the corridor. The chill caused goose bumps on her normally smooth arms, or was it her fear. She could hear her heart pounding. Please let him be ok, she begged all who were holy. The bathroom was empty and the water calm. A sob escaped her throat. He wouldn't have just disappeared. Ginny dropped to her knees by the edge of the bath. She slipped her robes off and slowly entered the cold water. She drew her knees closer to her body, hugging them to her chest.
Suddenly something rose from the water. Draco stood to his full length, his back facing her. He tossed his long wet mane from his face and shook his head. He looked like a Greek god and a gasp escaped Ginny's lips. He turned and faced her his face dark and unreadable.
"Ginny?"
-Only if you can face the cold-
Draco rushed back to his room after his last class. He had to meet Ginny at the lake at eight and it was already seven thirty. Now, all he had to do was find the box. Where the hell did he put it? He pulled the cushions from the chairs hoping by some unexplained reason it would be there. A piece of parchment fluttered out of one of the chairs and landed by his feet. Draco looked down at the paper in confusion. He bent and picked it up, regretting it the minute he did.
It was his father's letter. Draco opened the seal apprehensively, not really wanting to read what his father had written. Anger stormed through him as he read the letter. How dare the man even think that? He balled the letter into a ball and threw against the wall. All thoughts of Ginny had escaped his mind.
With a roar of rage, he brought his fist down on to the chair before him. The chair cracked in two with a sound of protest. He picked up the pieces and threw them against another chair. Everything his father ever brought him he destroyed. He set his library and bed on fire and watched them burn. Ripping his cabinet open, he grabbed the bottle of fire whiskey that was in it. Throwing the lid off, he took a long drink.
Draco drank until he could not see straight. He looked into the mirror and screamed. Standing before him was not Draco Malfoy but the very image of Lucius, his father. Draco punched the mirror and it shattered. He repeated this motion with all the others in the room. He stumbled into his bathroom, stopping in front the sink. He could feel sweat dripping down his body and the blood seeping from the cuts in his hands. Rubbing his hands over his face and trying to clear his vision, he took in his reflection.
His long hair damp with sweat and struck to his head. His eye's crazy and the muscle in his face twitching. He sneered at his face and punched the mirror. Draco stumbled backwards, falling onto the wall when he tried to catch his balance. Gritting his teeth he stumbled over to the entrance to the private bath. He slurred out the password and slowly made his way down the long corridor, stopping occasional to take a drink from his bottle.
Draco threw the empty bottle across the room when he got to the bath. Ripping off his robes, he plunged into the cold water. He submerged his entire body under its still surface. He sat at the bottom of the bathtub as his life flashed before him. Memories bombarded his thoughts. Draco felt his heart slow down as a thought race through his head. Ginny. He could not leave her now. He rushed to surface, breaking though with a leap. He tossed his long wet hair from his face, tossing his head from side to side. A soft gasp caught his attention. Draco turned to see who it was.
"Ginny?"
He growled deep in his throat and stalked over to her. Lifting her naked body up out of the cold water, he wrapped her limber legs around his waist and plunged deep into her. He buried his manhood deep into her warm heat. Her gasp quickly turned to a moan as he placed rough kisses on her slim neck. She ran her hands through his hair, calling out his name as he pounded into her. Draco sank back down into the bath, taking her with him, leaving only their heads above the water. Ginny stared deep into his silver eyes. "I love you."
-Let me make you whole-
Draco pushed the letter from his father to the back of his mind. After that night with Ginny, he had restored his room to the best of his ability with her help of course. He never mentioned the letter to her. He did not intend to do what the letter ordered anyway. Today was his graduation and he still hadn't given Ginny the ring. Don't get it wrong, he tried on more then one occasion, but how did he explain it. What exactly was he promising? Forever? What if he didn't have forever? The thought of Ginny spending the rest of her life alone didn't sit well with him.
The sound of his door opening jarred his thoughts. He knew it was her before she said a word. He greeted her with his back turned. "Hey, Gin."
A smile spread across her face. She loved it when he did that. "Hey, you." Ginny placed her hand on his shoulder. "You excited about today?"
He pulled her arm around him and placed a small kiss on her palm. Maneuvering her body until she was sitting on his lap, he placed another kiss on her forehead. "As excited as I will ever be."
"Come on, let's go before you're late for your own graduation." She slid off his lap, pulling his arm for him to get up.
He yanked her back on to his lap. "You know, this will probably be the last time we could do it in this room."
"No, last night was the last time we were going to do it in this room. Now, get up." Ginny eyes glinted mischievously. "You're not scared are you?"
"No."
"Then let's go."
Draco stood slowly. He glared at her retreating back as she made her way out of the room. Mumbling under his breath, he followed her down to the great hall. Halfway there he realized he forgotten the ring.
"Hey, Gin!" She turned to see him retreating back. "I forgot something. I'll meet you down there, ok?"
She nodded her head and continued on to the great hall. She spotted Hermione and walked over to her. Ginny shook her head as she watched the other girl pace back and forth. "Good, you're here. Where's Draco?" Hermione shook Ginny's arm, looking around frantically.
"He forgot something in his room. He will be down soon." Ginny smiled slightly. Hermione was always a worrier. She hoped, for the other girl's sake, that Draco would be down soon.
-I promise I will always love you-
Draco stormed into his room. How could he forget the ring? Spying the small box on his desk, he grabbed it when a large black feather caught his eye. Where did that come from? He picked it up and a spinning sensation wrapped around him. It caused him to drop the ring box. He felt the pull at his belly button and began to panic.
"NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO."
He hit a hard floor with a loud bang.
"It's good to see you again, Son."
-No matter what, I will wait for you-
The graduation was about to start and still no sign of Draco. Ginny thought Hermione was going to have a heart attack. She watched as Snape left the hall. He must be going to see what was holding Draco up. But when he didn't return, Ginny decided to go and see what the hold up was about.
She tried to ignore the fear playing at her heart. As she neared his open door, she willed herself to calm down. Snape stood by Draco's desk, holding a crumbled piece of parchment. His face was an unreadable mask. Ginny felt her heart drop.
"He's gone," she whispered, stepping into the room.
Snape handed her the letter, not saying a word.
Draco,
As you may have come to know, I have escaped prison. I am uniting all the death – eaters. If you still have loyalty for me, your father, be in your room the day of your graduation at five p.m.
-Lucius
Ginny felt numb. How long had he known about this? Her breath caught in her throat. She couldn't, no; she wouldn't except that he had returned to his father. Staring down at the ground and trying to hide her tears, she noticed a small black box on the floor. Bending over, she retrieved it from the floor.
"What's this?" she asked out loud but more to herself.
"Open it and you will see, Ms. Weasley." Snape snapped.
Ginny looked up at him in surprise. She had forgotten he was in the room. Opening the box slowly, she looked at the inside, stunned. In the middle of the box was a ring; a large princess cut diamond with emeralds surrounding it.
"He said he forgot something," she choked out.
"He must have meant the ring. He had planned to give it to you after graduation today." Snape rested his hand on her shoulder.
"Oh, dear God." Ginny fell to the ground only to be caught by Snape.
-Even if it means I have to wait forever-
Snape announced, at the graduation, that Draco had to leave for personal matters and his diploma would be owled to him. Ginny wasn't able to return to the graduation, so she holed herself up in her room. She had tied the ring around her neck and worn it every day since. She hoped he was safe, wherever he was.
That summer following the end of the school year…
Ginny helped her mother set the table for dinner, hoping it would go by fast. Hermione was coming today so at least she had a friend to keep her mind busy. No one knew what happen between Draco and her and she planed to keep it that way. Ginny vowed never to forget him and she would wait for him for as long as it took.
END OF PART ONE
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