Draco closed his eyes.
Killing him… Kill me?
He looked up at his giant, former best friend and then towards Pansy. He didn't understand. Of course he wasn't in leave of his mind anymore. He knew what they were saying. He comprehended the words, but he didn't get why or what they would get from his death.
Were they seriously plotting to kill him? As a fellow Slytherin, plotting and scheming was just as vigorous in his blood as theirs, but this? Never had he expected his death to come from them.
I suppose that's what all betrayed think prior to their doom.
He looked at Ginny who seemed to be as stunned as he was.
"I guess you could say that door saved your life Malfoy." She whispered.
"Yes, I suppose you could." He mumbled.
"Pansy, sweet lady love, I am not sure why you have asked that. We have talked this over. I have explained to you why it is of dire importance he is gone." Blaise basically spat at her, just barely keeping enough charm.
"I know, but can't Mr. Malfoy just think he is dead. Wouldn't that be just the same?" She pouted sticking her bottom lip out. Then squealed "Oh and then ones you have ridden the world of those two horrible parents we could keep him in the cellar!"
He turned to face her, no smile, no fake charm, no irritation just simply stated "Pansy, you know I have plans for the dungeons. You also know how Blood Inherence works."
"Of course, but its huge. There is room for her… and him." She looked disgusted when she spoke the pronoun, as if it caused stomach acid to rise in Pansy's mouth. "With the right potion he could be legally dead during the test but living still."
"I will only say this one more time. I am fond of her, she will be placed there alone..." He walked towards Pansy. His steps were swift and quiet.
The giant girl started to back up a little as she was putting her robe back on, slightly scared.
"…If you keep making these ridiculous requests to spare him, I will begin to think you don't want this. If that's the case then it will lead me to believe you are not a partner, making you an enemy. Do you want to be my enemy?"
Ginny could no longer see his face, but his voice alone sent chills through her entire body, like a dementor. Her heart stopped and then hammered in her chest. His speech was not directed toward her, yet she felt her very own life was in danger.
Via Pansy's face, his speech had the same effect on her, multiplied by ten.
Draco looked at Ginny.
He knew that she was the her they talked about.
As Blaise's best friend growing up he knew Ginny was the only girl that Blaise was fond of. The only girl he watched. The only girl's schedule he learned. The only girl he would accidently run into. The only girl he would have.
Draco decided to keep that to himself though. Why freak her out even more?
"Of course I am your friend. How silly I am. I do want him to die. I am so sorry baby." Pansy squawked. Then with a very ugly pout she whined "Why do you get a play thing and I don't?"
"Because the play thing you want has to be dead." He whispered, his words sounding like poison and left the room.
Draco turned to Ginny.
"Well, Malfoy, call me crazy but I have a feeling Pansy isn't going to help us much. Still want to try and get her attention?" She asked.
"Apperently not." He replied.
Ginny didn't know what to do or say. She watched Draco walk back towards the door to exit the room. Following him she was trying to think up a plan. Why the hell did we shrink? How do we get back? Where do we go from here? Why do they want Malfoy and his family dead? Why do I really even care about that last one? I do, but why?
As they slid out from under the door, they walked over to the edge the hall and Draco sat down. Ginny followed suit. So my dear friend wants me dead and to hold Ginny hostage? My, this is fucking marvelous .He thought.
He looked over at the red head that had no idea she was also saved by the door.
"Do you believe in coincident?" he asked.
She looked slightly surprised and seemed to think for a moment.
"Yes to a point also no to a point."
Rolling his eyes he snarled
"You do or you don't Weasley."
"Oh do shut up Malfoy! The world is not so black and white! Think about it, I believe that if two friends meet up at book store, then it just happened to be coincident. Now if a whole group of friends meet up on accident there will probably be a new release out and it was no coincident. There is a reason for it. Or if a class fails the same test answering different questions wrong it is coincident, but if they miss all the same questions it is not."
Draco looked at her. She certainly was more than he expected her to be. He grabbed her chin and moved her face closer to his.
Forgetting everything that was going on, that they are small, that there is a plot for his murder, that she is a Weasley, that he is a Malfoy, he searched.
He didn't know why he just wanted to look at her. He wanted to see into her thoughts.
For a split second she thought he was trying to kiss her but he didn't. He just stared in her eyes. She stared back. Both silent and both forgetting about the rest of the world.
She watched his gray orbs search hers, his lashes were dark for a blonde. They framed his eyes beautifully.
She took her eyes from his and examined his face.
He wasn't scowling, looking disgusted by her presence, or mocking her, for the first time she saw how absolutely perfect he was.
He wasn't just that cute boy. He wasn't merely just another attractive ass hole.
He literally had the face of an angel.
He was perfect.
No blemish, no freckles, no wrinkles, and by no means did he have a baby face. He looked perfectly chiseled from ivory itself by God himself.
She glanced back at his eyes and noticed that he too was searching her face for fault.
She wanted him to stop. No way could she even be compared to his looks. Never had she been so insecure. Never had she noticed how incredible out of her league he was. Never had it mattered. Never had she hated the few freckles that speckled her nose and cheeks.
He removed his hand and leaned his back against the wall. Looking at her her.
"Ginny Weasley you are…" Draco stopped because she tilted her head down.
She was waiting for his report on how he noticed she was quite ugly paralleled to him.
"Will you please look at me?" His voice was tender.
Her heart skipped a beat as she slowly did as he asked. Not sure what was happening but knowing something had just changed between them. Feeling very nervous, she waited.
"Thank you." he whispered, then slowly and just as quiet he started over "Ginny Weasley everything about you is beautiful beyond words."
She was slightly ashamed that his words made her heart speed, she felt as if she was floating. She let a small smile touch her lips. He thinks I am beautiful? He didn't say sexy or hot piece of ass. He said beautiful beyond words.
Draco watched her little smile. He felt his heart expand. How did she happen? How did she grow into such a magnificent lady? How anyone with such a face and body could exist was a mystery.
"Right, people want you dead on top of us being tiny…" she said blushing, remembering the world once more, "So new plan? Or back to the book?"