Draco and Ginny’s little ficlets.

Disclaimer: Me no own Harry Potter or the songs in here. This one belongs to Take That.

Chapter one

“I come to your door to see you again,
But where you once stood was an old man instead
I asked where you'd be, he said "He’s moved, on you see
All I have is a number you'd better ask him not me"
So I picked up the phone and dialed your number
Not sure to put it down or speak
Then I voice I once knew answered in a sweet voice
You said hello then paused before I began to speak”

I hear a sweet voice coming from the Choir Room north of the Arithmancy Tower, and also the sound of a piano. I walk towards the sound to find out who it is.

There is a beautiful auburn haired girl of fifteen sitting at the piano, her eyes are closed as her slender, snow-white fingers move expertly across the keys.

I hear her angelic voice again as she sings.

“Babe I'm here again, I tell you I'm here again
Where have you been?
Babe, I'm back again, I tell you I'm back again
Where have you been?”

She’s oblivious to my presence, I can tell.

Droplets of water form out of her gently closed eyes and glide slowly down her delicate skin.

I move silently into the room, and grab the nearest stool and sit a little way behind her.

I stare in awe as she sings again.

“You held your voice well, there was anger I could tell
But where were you now? Was you gonna tell me in time?
Just give me a town and I'll be straight down
Got so much to tell you about where I have been
As I walk down your road, can't wait to be near you
Can't keep the feeling in inside
As I stand at your door you answered in a sweet voice
You said hello then pause before I begin to speak”

The song must be Muggle, something like Mudblood Granger would be singing. Not that she could, her voice could create a thunderstorm never mind crack a mirror.

I heard a mirror tell that girl she was ugly once.

But this girl couldn’t be a Mudblood. She’s too pure.

Auburn hair, like Weasel-bee’s…

Wait… She couldn’t be his sister!

“Babe I'm here again, I tell you I'm here again
Where have you been?
Babe, I'm back again, I tell you I'm back again
Where have you been?”

She looks up from her daze, as if sensing my presence at long last. Her hair flying back like wild fire.

I see her shoulders tense up as though in fear.

“Who’s there?” I hear her ask. She tries to sound brave and confident. But I hear the fear tremor.

She pulls her hair back as though tying it up, but she loosely drapes it over her shoulder.

That’s when I see it.

“Just as I looked away, I saw a face behind you
A little girl stood at your door
And as I looked again I saw her face was shining
She had your eyes, your had my smile
I looked up to you,
A woman came to the door and held you.”


There was a violently purpling bruise on her neck, where her hair was two seconds previous. The shape of a handprint.

How dare the force of evil mark such a beautiful, harmless creature!

“Babe I'm here again, I tell you I'm here again
Where have you been?
Babe, I'm back again, I tell you I'm back again
Where have you been?”

She finishes and her hands rest at her sides, almost reluctant.

I gently lay a hand on her shoulder, making my presence known.

She flinches immediately.

She grabs her bag, and in a hurry to the door, she trips over her own feet.

oh my gosh! so heartfelt! PAMS, this story is soooo cool!

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~~ Catherine ~~
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Chapter 2

After I finish playing the piano, I feel someone hold my shoulder. Where He had grabbed hold of me an hour previous.

I rush out in fear, only to end backside over chest to the ground.

I quickly get up and run before the person got to me.

A song comes into my head. One Hermione taught me. Unbeknownst to me, I start to sing it.

I know your eyes in the morning sun
I feel you touch me in the pouring rain
And the moment that you wander far from me
I wanna feel you in my arms again.

I get to the refuge of the Room of Requirement where I know He won’t get me.

I pace three times past the wall and walk through the door as soon as it appears.

The room is black, with only a dim light the colour of crimson.

And you come to me on a summer breeze
Keep me warm in your love
Then you softly leave
And it's me you need to show.

He was so nice early on into our relationship.

Treated me like I’d never been treated before, I felt like a princess.

But when I made the Quidditch team, he turned possessive, jealous… A monster…

How deep is your love?
How deep is your love?
I really meant to learn
Cos we're living in a world of fools
Breaking us down when they
When they all should let us be.
We belong to you and me.

He first hit me when I came back late from a practice. Harry was on his way up from the Locker Room, he was putting the Quidditch chest away when I left him. I got angry and stormed to my dormitory before my temper was unveiled. He followed me, and apologized, saying he thought I was Seamus.

Like an idiot, I went and believed him and his excuses each and every time.

I believe in you
You know the door to my very soul
You're the light in my deepest, darkest hour
My savior when I fall.

I put my hand in my bag and feel the soft feathers of my quills, the rough texture of my parchment, the glass of my ink bottle, and the peeling covers on my second-hand books. And finally, the cool metal of my ‘weapon’ as I like to call it.

And you may not think I care for you
When you know down inside
That I really do.

I take it from the concealment of my bag.

I shed my robe and pull my blouse sleeves up, revealing my many scars and bruises He inflicted. And I had done myself.

I find a spot untouched with great deal, and sweep the cool metal over my arm. Not too deep. I watch in fascination as the line of crimson seeps through its shelter, like a line of soldiers awaiting their captain. I watch it trail down over the scars

How deep is your love?
How deep is your love?
I really meant to learn
Cos we're living in a world of fools
Breaking us down when they
When they all should let us be.
We belong to you and me.

A sense of relief sweeps over me.

All the tension leaves my body.

I close my eyes basking in the sweet release and un-tension.

I feel better now. I pull my sleeve down and slip my robe back on. I wipe the metal in my dark robes and put it back into my bag.


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song not mine. belongs to Take That, yet again. It's called How Deep Is Your Love?

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Chapter 3


I watch her walk into the Great Hall, her skinny and trembling appearance scaring me slightly.

Potter gives her a sympathetic look which she discards.

Thomas looks at her; she visibly shrinks under his scrutiny.

“Please… not now…” she whispers

What does she mean by that? I’m a trained Legilimens. A song is going through her head again and she’s mentally singing once again.


I'm sitting here waiting for my lover
Last time we met I wasn't to sure
Now I'm hoping, maybe dreaming, for a life as one
When he reads this I'm hoping he'll call
But I need much more than before
I need positive reactions whenever I'm down

What do those words mean? They have to mean something.


Because I'm sure so sure
that its heaven knocking on my door
sure so sure so baby come on inside
Need you so much more and more each time we touch
Sure so sure that it's sweet love I found


She flinches as Thomas touches her arm.

Potter touches her hand and she looks at him. She doesn’t flinch.

What’s the difference between Thomas and Potter?

Why hasn’t Weasel-bee said anything?

Surely he couldn’t be more interested in his food than his sister?


It isn't a game so don't play hard to get
(Tired of running after you)
There's no connections holding us down (down)
isn’t it a shame it never happened
though still here we are the second time round
It's gotta be social, compatible, sexual, irresistible
It's gotta be right for love


She whispers something to Thomas. He reluctantly lets her go and she runs out of the Hall as fast as she could, the thought at that moment running through her mind was “Don’t hurt me. I need to get out.”

I push the clingy Pansy Parkinson off me and run out after her. What does she mean by all these thoughts and songs? Damn women are confusing.

“Weasley!” I call out.

She winces visibly and freezes. She quickly composes herself and turns to face me.

“What?” she asks. I hear the fear.

“You can’t keep your guard up Weasley?” I flinch at the harsh tone in my own voice, so does she…

“I-I’m sorry…” she stammers.

“Don’t be. What happens?” I ask.


Sure so sure
That it's heaven knocking on my door
Sure so sure so baby come on inside
Need you so much more and more each time we touch
Sure so sure that it's sweet love I found

“Nothing.” She says.

“Wea- Ginny.” I say gently. I walk to her slowly. Her head bends, her auburn hair falling in a gentle copper curtain around her face.

I put a hand under her chin. She looks up at me. I can FEEL the fear coming from her never mind SEE it.

“You don’t have to live in fear of what would happen every time you opened your eyes or breathed. I can help you. I WANT to help you.” I tell her gently.

“Why are you here? Talking to me? Offering help?” she asks.

“Cause no-one deserves that type of life. Not even you. Heck not even Granger” I tell her, grinning.

“You should smile more often.” She giggles.

“Speak for yourself. I finally see that adorable ghost of a smile I haven’t seen since you started with Thomas.” I tell her. Normally, if someone told me I should smile more often, I would tell them where to get off. But with her it’s different… I don’t know why.


Holdin', squeezin', touchin', teasin'
Wantin', wishin', waitin', teasin'
Of you love, yeah yeah
Blindin', groovin', feel it, move it
Findin', breathin', bracin', breedin'
With you girl
It's gotta be social, compatible, sexual, irresistible
It's gotta be right for love

I hear the song in her mind again.

“You have a good singing voice.” I tell her.

“Was that you? In the ChoirTower? The one who touched me?” she asks.

“What’s the point in lying to you?” I say smiling. “Yeah that was me.”

“Oh…” she says blushing.

“What’s wrong?” I ask her gently.

“I thought it was someone from Gryffindor.” She smiles.


Cause I'm sure so sure
That it's heaven knocking on my door
Sure so sure so baby come on inside
Need you so much more and more each time we touch
Sure so sure that it's sweet love I found

“Don’t be embarrassed.” I tell her smiling.

Sh looks around making sure we’re the only ones standing in the corridor. “I’ll tell you what goes on. Promise me you won’t say anything to anyone, or do anything.”

“I can promise not to say anything, I’ll try my best not to do anything.” I tell her.

“Ok. Can we go somewhere that no-one will find us or hear us?” she asks.

“Yeah.” I say and we walk to the Room of Requirement.

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Please continue!!! I love your story and I want to find out what happens!!!!

Before we start, you know the drill, this song isn't mine it's Highschool Musical Cast - Can't Take My eyes off of You

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Chapter 4


I know it seems I’ll tell anyone that listens. But it’s not that. He seems trustworthy enough, Malfoy or not. I’m gonna go with my gut feelings.


One part of me is screaming “Ginevra get a grip! 1) he is a Malfoy 2) No-one will believe you and 3) no-one cares if you live or die!!”

The other part of me is saying “Do it, what have you got to lose. Someone will actually listen and care, be it Malfoy, Voldemort, your friends or family.”

Ya never know what you’re gonna feel, oh
Ya never see it comin’ suddenly it’s real
Oh, never even crossed my mind, no
That I would ever end up here tonight

”Going to tell me or not?” he asks.

“Sorry.” I tell him. “In the beginning, it was great; we’d be all lovey and everything.”

He looks at me, he listens intently.

All things change
When you don’t expect them to
No one knows
what the future’s gonna do
I never even noticed
that you’ve been there all along


“I was his princess. But the match with Ravenclaw was when it all changed. He’d get possessive. Harry and I came into the party in the GryffindorTower a little late than others, because McLaggen pelted a Bludger against my arm.”

“I wouldn’t get possessive over that! I’d feel sorry for you.”

My eyes freeze on his ice-blue eyes for the first time since we were out in the corridor.

Chorus
I can’t take my eyes off of you
I know you feel the same way too, yeah
I can’t take my eyes off of you
All it took . . . Was one look
For a dream come true


“He dragged me out of the Common Room, leaving poor Harry confused. Dean started screaming at me. He called me awful things, said I wasn’t good enough. It was only two days after that it evolved rapidly from screaming, to a slap here and there, and then it got worse as the year got on.” I tell him.

Yeah, we got a good thing goin’ on
Oh, right here is right where we belong

You never really know what you might find
Now all I see is you and I
You’re everything I never knew
That I’ve been looking for



“I’m going to kill him.” He says angrily.

I flinch slightly, even though I know he’s angry at Dean.

He hugs me tightly.

“Ron doesn’t know anything about it. Harry suspects but he’s too dense to see.” I say, smiling slightly.

“Potter’s more than dense, Ginny” Draco laughs.

Chorus

I can’t take my eyes off of you
I know you feel the same way too, yeah
I can’t take my eyes off of you
All it took . . . Was one look
For a dream come true

“Oh, don’t be mean!” I giggle.

He notices something. “It’s not just that beating and screaming, is it?”

I look at him. “No.” I whisper.

“What is it?”

I look deep into his eyes.

Can’t take my eyes off of you
Oh, oh, oh yeah
So let the music play
Can’t take my eyes off of you
Yeah, the feeling’s getting’ stronger
And I never ever felt this way


“He doesn’t rape me… If that’s what you’re thinking.” I tell him.

“That means nothing.” He says.

“He’ll…” I take a deep breath and gather my thoughts. Why am I telling? I’ll only get hurt.

“Take all the time you need” he tells me.

Alright, I see everything
In your eyes. . . Oh yeah
Alright, something’s happening
Cause everyone’s around but
You’re the only one I see


“He’ll torture me… Death Eater style. He’ll tie me up, get chains… whack them against me… his belt against my back… then he’d…” I explain, taking slow, deep, calming, shuddering breaths.

“Take your time.” He says, holding me.

“He uses the Cruciatus Curse on me…” I whisper.

Chorus
I can’t take my eyes off of you
I know you feel the same way too, yeah
I can’t take my eyes off of you
All it took . . . Was one look
For a dream come true

I can’t take my eyes off of you
Feelings like I never knew
I can’t take my eyes off of you
From the start. . . Got my heart
Yeah, you do
Can’t take my eyes off you

awww sweetly written, feel sorry for ginny tho...keep goin

Chapter 5

I listen as she tells me the hell she enudures every day.

My blood boils up inside of me. I inwardly curse that Thomas boy

We’re soarin’, flyin’
There’s not a star in heaven
That we can’t reach
If we’re trying
So we’re breaking free

She explains the kindness in the beginning. She trembles. She hopes i don't notice. I hold her. She slowly stops.

You know the world can see us
In a way that’s different than who we are
Creating space between us
‘Til we’re separate hearts
But your faith it gives me strength
Strength to believe

She explains how suddenly he changed on her because she walked into the Common Room late with Potter, possessive git.

I hear myself say, "I wouldn't be possessive over that, I'd feel sorry for you."

She giggles, and jokingly tells me not to be mean.

We’re breakin’ free
We’re soarin’
Flyin’
There’s not a star in heaven
That we can’t reach
If we’re trying
Yeah, we’re breaking free
Oh, we’re breakin’ free
Ohhhh

I notice there's something she's not telling me. Don't ask me how I know this. I haven't got a clue.

I gently as her what else has happened.

Horrible, scary, unimaginable things run throught my head. Things not even a Death Eater could imagine. I'm scared for her.

Can you feel it building
Like a wave the ocean just can’t control
Connected by a feeling
Ohhh, in our very souls
Rising ‘til it lifts us up
So every one can see

She tells me it's not rape. That's one frightening thought gone.

She tells me something i hadn't expected.

She takes deep breaths before continuing.

"Take your time." I tell her gently.

We’re breakin’ free
We’re soarin’
Flyin’
There’s not a star in heaven
That we can’t reach
If we’re trying
Yeah we’re breaking free
Ohhhh runnin’
Climbin’
To get to that place
To be all that we can be
Now’s the time
So we’re breaking free
We’re breaking free
Ohhh , yeah

She tells me what he does.

I hold her protectively. I really am going to kill him.

I don't care if I risk Azkaban.

I'd rather face Voldemort for her than let him get away with this.

More than hope
More than faith
This is true
This is fate
And together
We see it comin’
More than you
More than me
Not a want, but a need
Both of us breakin’ free

She's scared.

She thinks I'll run or laugh.

She thinks I'll hurt her, tell other people or let her get hurt.

I tell her it's ok. That no-one's going to hurt her.

She gets up.

Ohhhh, climbin’
To get to the place
To be all that we can be
Now’s the time
Now’s the time
So we’re breaking free
Ohhh, we’re breaking free
Ohhhh

I stand up next to her and put a healing charm on her neck.

We walk out together.

"Draco..." she whispers.

"Yeah?" I ask.

"Thank you ... for listening. and not telling or running." she whispers.

"No problem." i tell her and gently kiss the top of her head.

You know the world can see us
In a way that's different than who we are.

These songs were obviously Highschool Musical Cast- Breaking Free, Get'cha Head in the Game and I Can't Take My Eyes Off Of You.


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Chapter 6



He kisses me on my head. I mustn't read into it. Can't get attached. He will hurt me in the end.

"I have to go. Quidditch practice." I tell him meekly.

I don't want to go.

Coach said to fake right
And break left
Watch out for the pick
And keep an eye on defense
Gotta run the give and go
And take the ball to the hole
But don't be afraid
To shoot the outside "J"

"Don't go. You'll only be in danger with him." he pleads, his deep, silver pools burning into me.

"I don't want to be kicked off the team, Draco." I whisper.

Just keep ya head in the game
Just keep ya head in the game

And don't be afraid
To shoot the outside "J"
Just keep ya head in the game

"Take a stand to him for me, Ginny. Please promise you'll try. Or at least ignore him." he says before letting me go.

"I can't. I don't want to get hurt." I tell him

U gotta
Get'cha get'cha head in the game
We gotta
Get our, get our, get our, get our head in the game
(repeat 3x)

I slowly walk away. I can feel his gaze still burning through me.

I make my way to the Gryffindor Girls' changing rooms next to the Quidditch pitch and change into my supplied uniform.

I walk out into the pitch. Harry hands me a broom and his grips onto his own Firebolt.

"I know Ron snapped your broom, mistaking it for his own in a temper with 'Mione." he tells me.

I nod

Let's make sure
That we get the rebound
'Cause when we get it
Then the crowd will go wild
A second chance
Gotta grab it and go
Maybe this time
We'll hit the right notes

We fly into the air where the circle of our team is.

I take my place beside my two friends on the Chaser side, opposite Dean in his Beater position with Demelza Hudgens.

Harry situates himself in the middle of the circle and gives us signal to fly into a space, for practice to begin. He waves his wand to open the chest on the ground. The Bludgers zoom out and the Snitch flutters around.

He levitates the Quaffle and throws it down the pitch.

Wait a minute
It's not the time or place
Wait a minute
Get my head in the game
Wait a minute
Get my head in the game
Wait a minute
Wait a minute

Demelza's twin sister Ezmeralda, Jenni and I go for the Quaffle aand pass it down the pitch to each other, having fun, laughing.

Here is where I can be happy. Even if He is on the same team. Ironic isn't it, how he gets the Beater position on the team? I know he won't hurt me though, when my friends are near.


I gotta
Get my, get my head in the game
You gotta
Get'cha, get'cha, get'cha, get'cha head in the game
(repeat 3x)

Maybe I mistake it...

Because on the third goal I am trying to shoot, he hits a Bludger towards me, and it hits me on my head.

I fall off my broom, and Jenni catches me, but I'm already unconscious when she lands.

Harry calls Time-Out on the team.

Why am I feeling so wrong
My head's in the game
But my heart's in the song
She makes this feel so right
Should I got for it
Better shake this, yikes!

He gives Dean a suspension from the team, and Harry, Jenni and Ezmeralda take me to the Hospital Wing.

Had I been conscious, I wouldb've screamed bloody murder and objected.

But they have the power at this moment in time.

I gotta
Get my, get my head in the game
You gotta
Get'cha, get'cha, get'cha, get'cha head in the game
(repeat 4x)

Madame Pomfrey heals my head and casts 'Ennervate' on me.

I slowly wake up.

I look around and start panicing. I eventually go into hyperventilation.

"Take deep breaths, Gin, slowly." Harry tells me gently.

I do as I'm told and my breathing slowly returns to normal.

I run out before the nurse can check me over. I run into Him.

I don't see Draco standing powerless nearby.

omg i love this story so much. it is sooooooooo sad though. you have to post more pppppplllllllleeeeeeeeeaaaaaaasssssseeeeeeeeeee.
~Cheyenne~