Chapter 2 : Chapter 2: Fighting and saving lives.
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"I don't see how it's any of your business... Where I go and what I do is none of your concern. I don't have to justify my behaviour to you..." I say as I roll my eyes. I can hear Harry and Hermione giggle at my reply. It makes me want to roll my eyes even more. Those two are just SO annoying. "Now please... let me eat my food in peace!"
"Fine... but this isn't over!" Ron mumbles.
"Yes it is Ron. It’s way over!" I smile at my plate, letting some of my hair fall in front of my face to hide the smile. I know better than to smile at my brother when he is in that mood.
I feel eyes staring at me and look up. My eyes lock on a pair of silver ones. Draco is sitting at his usual spot at the Slytherin table, looking straight at me. When he sees that he has eye contact with me, he winks. I blush a little and look back at my plate, but not before I notice a small smile playing at his lips.
A few days after our arrival at Hogwarts, and a lot of secret snogging sessions i different broom-cupboards, Draco starts walking me to all of my classes. It seems like he doesn't care whether he is late for his own classes or not, as long as I'm on time for my classes.
If I have to be honest, it's actually getting quite annoying. 'Cause I always get these odd looks, looks of surprise, looks of respect, but the most frequent ones are looks of hatred. Sure the respectful ones I enjoy, but the rest of them not so much. Besides, I really don't like all of the attention I've been getting.
It's not that I don't like Draco. I do, a lot. It's just that, all the attention is making me feel uncomfortable. Too uncomfortable to get used to.
When Draco has walked me to classes for about two weeks, I decide to confront him about it.
"Draco... will you please stop walking me to my classes every day? It's been going on for two weeks now, and everyone looks at me weirdly, and I'm getting far more attention than I'm comfortable with. And it's just by walking next to you. You're not even holding my hand. The attention freaks me out, to be honest. I still have to get used to the idea that there's an US now! So please?" I speak as softly as I can. I really don't want him to get mad at me.
"Sorry... I didn't know it bothered you that much...” Draco mumbles.
"Oh Draco... I don't mean it that way... It's just starting to get a bit on my nerves... you know?"
"Well then... why don't you just run along and find your precious Harry Bloody Potter, and tell him what big bad Draco did to you?"
"Because... Because Harry means nothing to me! Do you hear me? He means nothing... NOTHING! He's not even my friend. The only feelings or love I feel for him is the love of a brother... A BROTHER! Do you understand? But then again... with the way you react... I guess you don't!" I feel tears forming in my eyes. I fright to keep them from falling but fail miserably.
**Draco’s point of view**
I sigh and look at the ground. When I finally look up, I notice the tears that are falling from her eyes...
'She doesn’t think I understand? well... I guess she's right. I don't. Since I don't know how it feels to have a brother... or sister... or family for that matter. I could never understand that....’
"If you don't think I'll understand, then why bother asking? I don't know how it feels to have a brother, or a sister, or even how it feels to have a real family." I can feel myself getting angry. "Ever since I was five years old, my parents have been ignoring me. Only when I did something really bad, my father realized I was there, that I was in fact a real living human being. All I ever wanted was to make him proud, and I did my very best, but it was never enough. With every failed attempt, it got worse, and it always ended up with him beating the hell out of...” I stop as I realize what I've just said, and I hear my voice is trembling. When I see the horrified look on Ginny’s face, I stiffen. "Ah... I... didn't mean to tell you that...”
She's got a concerned look on her face. ”Your father BEATS you!?"
I sigh and say:" Well, there's no reason for me to hide it anymore. Yes, he beats me."
The look changes from concern to terror.
I start folding one of my shirt sleeves up, holding out my arm for Ginny to see the faint bruises on my pale skin.
She takes a step closer, and softly caresses the bruises. She looks up at me, tears again forming in her eyes.
I don't like the tears, but I can't prevent them, and I need to tell her everything.
"Believe me... I have places on my body where the marks are much worse than that!" I whisper, but am still speaking very clearly, so she'll understand.
"Draco, I..." Ginny begins, but I cut her off.
"Don't... I don't need sympathy... not from anyone... especially not from you!" And with that I walk away. Leaving her standing alone in the now empty dungeon hallway.
"The leave me alone, ferret-boy!" I hear her yell after me.
After two horrible hours of Potions, I hurry down to the Great Hall for a quick supper, because I have Quidditch practice tonight. The second I lay down my knife and fork, I see Draco enter the hall.
"God, he looks good. I wouldn't mind hitting the sheets with HIM" I hear Lavender Brown whisper hurriedly to her co-gossiper friend Pavarti Patil.
I turn my head and face the Gryffindor House Quidditch-team captain, the Famous, and terribly annoying, Harry Potter. "I'm heading down to the pitch now. See you down there!" I mumble to him. He nods and I leave the table.
As I rush towards the pitch, I hear my name being called from behind me. When I don't turn around, the voice repeat. "Ginevra Weasley! Freeze where you are, and don't take another step towards that pitch!"
I stop and turn around, just to see Draco rushing towards me. I wheel around and continue my way to the pitch, when Draco grasp my left arm and spin me around to face him. Since he' a foot or so taller than me, I face his muscled chest. I raise my head, so I can look at his face, and I try my best not to look him in the eye. I know my eyes are filled with anger, and hurt, but I doubt he'll be able to catch the hurting. I know my voice sounds pissed off when I speak.
"I thought I told you to leave me ALONE!" I make sure to turn all my hurt into anger, but he just smiles at me, and it softens my heart a bit.
"I know you did. I heard you. But I couldn't... as you see." His grip on my arm loosens as he says this and I look into his eyes, and see guilt and softness. He then wraps his arm around my waist. He bents forward and place a soft kiss on my lips. At first I don't move, but I can't resist his kisses, so I lean into it and wrap my arms around his neck. I'm still a bit angry at him, but at least I don't try to bite off his tongue as he slips it into my mouth. I just lean further into the kiss and our tongues dance a forbidden dance, meant for lovers only.
Suddenly we're ripped apart. I quickly open my eyes, and see my brother and Harry hitting and kicking Draco. The rest of the Gryffindor Team is standing around us in a loose circle, just looking. I hurry over and stand in front of Draco, to defend him. The two friends stop immediately.
"What the bloody hell do you think you are doing? You were just snogging Draco Malfoy?" Ron is furious. His eyes are crazy and his cheeks and ears are burning.
I just smile at my older brother. "Yes, Ron. I was snogging Draco Malfoy. And I enjoyed every second of it!"
Ron gawk at me, and Draco stumbles to his feet. I turn around and softly touch the side of his face. "Are you okay?" I ask. Draco doesn't answer; he just falls to the ground. I fall down on my knees next to him, and glare up at my brother and Stupid Harry Potter.
"Look what you have done! Get him to the Hospital Wing! NOW!!" I yell at them.
And for once in their lives, they do as they're told.
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