Kill You

Disclaimer: I did not come up with these characters. Only one of them came from my mind. The others are from the brilliant Imagination of J.K Rowling.

A/N: This idea just popped into my head. I was sitting on the computer talking to my friends and my brother turns up Eminem really loud. I heard the song and I liked it! I thought it would be a great fic idea. Well here it is.

Kill You

Virginia (Ginny) Weasley lived a terrible life. Her family wanted nothing to do with her. Her education had gone out the window. No one loved her. And it was all because of that damned Malfoy.

Ginny was only 16 at the time. She, being easily persuaded to do things, had sex with Malfoy. They were only teenagers, and thought nothing of using protection. Well…surprise, surprise Ginny got pregnant. Her life as she knew it was ruined. She and Malfoy both had to leave Hogwarts and live on there own. The Malfoy’s and Weasley’s were disgusted at the thought of both of them having a child together.

Even with all the problems in their lives, they were getting along fine. Their son Zachary Malfoy was now seven months old. They lived in a small flat with two bedrooms and one bathroom, a small kitchen and living room.

Draco worked for the ministry in the Improper Use Of Magic area. After a while he was hardly ever home. He had to stay at work and do overtime to afford the rent. Ginny couldn’t work yet because someone needed to be home for Zachary.

After a few months of marriage Draco and Ginny started getting into fights. One fight would led to another and they just kept building up. It had gotten so bad that Draco didn't even want to come home anymore, he only did for his son.

One night when Draco got home Ginny started yelling again, "Draco! It's 2:30 in the morning and you’re just now getting home! Where the hell have you been!?" She yelled.

"Ginny be quiet. You’re going to wake up Zachary," Draco said quietly.

"Why aren't you ever home anymore!? It's like you don't even care about your son!"

"If I was home more then we would be able to afford this piece of shit flat that we live in now!" Draco said raising his voice.

"Yeah well you shouldn't be at work so much! You’re going to miss out on everything!" Ginny yelled, "Soon Zachary will say his first word, take his first step and you won't even be here to witness it!"

"Ginny I try my best okay!"

"You try your best?” She rolled her eyes, “Trying your best is asking for a day off! So you can stay home with your family! Jesus it's like Zachary doesn't even have a dad since you’re never home!"

Draco stared at Ginny; his eyes a mercury color. "Well if I'm hardly ever home now, how about we just make it I'm never here at all!"

He walked out of the living room into Zachary’s room; he picked him up and rocked him back and forth. "Zachary," Draco whispered, "Daddy has to go now, I want you to know that I will always love you. But your mummy doesn't want me here. I know you probably don't understand what I'm saying, but I can't leave unless I tell you this. Daddy will try to come back. If I can’t, find a guy named Blaise Zabini and I’m sure he’ll help you…” He sighed and put him back in his crib, “Yeah…I know you have no idea what I’m saying.” He had to leave him a hint some how. He took out a piece of parchment and his wand. He used an ink spell to write, ‘Ask Blaise Zabini, Love Dad.’ On it. He placed it in Zachary’s toy box.

Draco picked Zachary up once more, “I love you so much, Zach…I wish I didn’t have to leave right now…it’s going to be so hard on your mum. She’s a smart woman; I know she’ll find something to do.” Draco lowered Zachary into his crib for the last time. "I love you Zach," Draco kissed him on the forehead and walked into his room.

He began to pack all of his clothes into his bag. When he finished he walked back into the living room. Ginny was still standing there. "I'll be back for Zachary" Draco said. He opened the door and left. 'What did I just do?' he thought. 'I could have just made the biggest mistake in my life.' Draco put his bag strap over his shoulder and left.

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Thirteen years later

Ginny was now twenty-eight years old, she hadn't heard a word from Draco since that one fateful day. Ginny and Zachary were living good. They had a better flat than they did when Zachary was seven months old.

But what Ginny had to do to provide shelter, and put food on the table was terrible and degrading. Over the years to provide for herself and her son Virginia Weasley had taken up prostitution and selling drugs. Not only did she sell dugs, she also used her products. Zachary knew about this which wasn’t good. He tried to stop her but it was like trying to stop a crack head from smoking crack.

If he didn't listen to her she would get angry and push, slap and punch him. He had gotten really fed up with it. He swore to himself that on his 18th birthday he was moving out and going to try to find his father. This was the reason he hated the summer. He had to be home and watch his mum destroy herself.

One day Ginny had just gotten home from selling some drugs. She herself had some too and was walking lazily around the house. She walked into Zachary's room to check if he was home "Zach?” He wasn’t in there; there was a note on his bed. It read

Mum,

I can’t put up with this any longer. I’m only thirteen! I shouldn’t have to watch my mother throw her life away. If I had to, I wouldn’t go to school, to save money so you wouldn’t have to sell your body and drugs. I had to leave mum. I couldn’t take it anymore. It was even worse when you brought men over to the house. I didn’t need twenty different men in my life. But as you said, ‘They were paying customers. They practically bought the food on the table.’

Well you know what mom, it’s your life. No matter how much I have tried to help you, you don’t listen to me. All I get in the process is hurt and pain. Incase you’re wondering where I’m going…it’s simple. To find my father. Don’t worry about me, I’ll be fine…I just need to find a man by the name of Blaise Zabini…what ever you do mum…don’t mess this up for me… I really want to meet my father, and because of you…I never had the chance to be taught quidditch properly, or to go the park and play catch with my dad. I still love you though mother…its part of nature…

Zachary Malfoy

Ginny looked up from the paper, “Oh no…what have I done? I ruined his life…I ruined my sons life!”

~*~*Flashback*~*~

When Zachary was five years old, Ginny would come home from ‘work’ and cook dinner. They were sitting down at the table on night when Zachary asked, “Mummy…where is my daddy?”

“You don’t have a father Zachary.”

“That’s not true! Everyone has a daddy!”

Ginny dropped her fork, "Fine Zachary! If you want to know I’ll tell you.” She glared at her son, “You see, I loved your father very much. He lied to me and said he did to, your father left when you were really a little baby. He said that he hated you and never wanted to have anything to do with you again," she lied.

He looked into his mother’s eyes, tears falling out of his own, “My daddy didn’t love me?”

Ginny shook her head, “No…its okay baby.” She hugged him tightly, “Mummy’s here.”

~*~*End of Flashback*~*~

When I was just a little baby boy

My mamma used to tell me these crazy things

She used to tell me my daddy was an evil man

She used to tell me he hated me

*~*~Flashback~*~*

Zachary had just turned nine a few days ago. He finally built off enough courage to stand up to Ginny. "Mum, I don't believe you," He said out of nowhere.

"Excuse me?" Ginny said.

"You said daddy hated me. I don't believe you," he told her.

"Zachary your father was...evil...he was once but not many people know what happened to him. Some say he was over worked…well…I think he just wanted to ge away from us," Ginny said.

Zachary shouldn’t of said anything because his mom was vulnerable now because of the drugs. "Mum, your lying. Dad didn't hate me. You hated him! You made him leave!"

Ginny grabbed Zachary's arm "Now you listen to me Zachary Adam! You will never call me a liar again! Do you hear me!?" Zachary looked away from his mom. She slapped him, "I said do you hear me!" She tightened her grip on his arm.

"I hear you!" He said, his eyes shining with tears, "I hate you".

Ginny growled and pushed him against the wall, “Don’t talk back to me!”

*~*~End of Flashback~*~*

But then I got a little bit older and I realized she was the crazy one

And there was nothing I could do or say to change her

Cause that's just the way she was

They said I can't rap about being broke no more

They didn't say I can't rap about coke no more

Slut, you think I won't choke no whore

Till her vocal cords don't work in her throat no more

These motherfuckers are thinking I'm playin'

Thinking I'm sayin' this shit 'cause I'm thinkin' it

Just to be sayin' it

Put your hands down bitch I ain't gon' shoot you

I'mma pull you to this bullet and put it through you

Shut up, slut you're causing too much chaos

Just bend over and take it like a slut, ok ma

Oh, now he's raping his own mother, abusing her

Worse snortin' coke, and we gave him the Rolling Stone cover?

You're goddamn right bitch, and now it's too late

I'm triple-platinum and tragedies happened in two states

I invented violence you vile, venomous, vomital bitches

Vain, vicadin, vrin-vrin-vrin

Touch this chainsaw, left his brains all

Dangling from his neck while his head barely hangs on

Blood, guts, guns, cuts

Knives, lives, wives, nuns, sluts

~*~Flashback~*~

Zachary sat in his room writing down random thoughts. He often wrote stories about his death, or how his mother would die.

“I hate my life! I hate my life! I hate my life! I hate my life! I don’t exactly have the best mother in the world. She does drugs, she’s becoming skinnier everyday. These men I see her with aren’t that nice looking. I bet none of them look as good as my father. I’m guessing I have my father blond hair, because my mom and mines eyes are exactly the same…No one in this world know what I would give to see him. Sometimes I think about just running away and trying to find my real family…But other times I think about staying here, and killing these men who beat my mother, and my mother when she beats me…I hate my life.”

~*~End of Flashback~*~

Like a murder weapon I'mma conceal you

In a closet with mildew, sheets, pillows & film you

Fuck with me, I've been through hell, shut the hell up

I'm try-na to develop these pictures of the devil to sell them

I ain't Acid Rap but I rap on acid

Got a new blow torch and just had a strap-on added

Woops, is that a subliminal hint? No!

It's criminal intent, to sodomize women again

Eminem offend? No, Eminem'll assault

And if you ever give it to him you'll give him an impulse

To do it again, then if he does it again

You probably end up jumping out of something up in the tents

Bitch, I'mma kill you

I ain't done, this ain't the chorus

I ain't even drug you in the woods yet to paint the forest

A bloodstain is orange after you wash it three or four times

In a tub but that's normal ain't it Norman?

Serial killer hiding murder material

In a cereal box on top of your stereo

Here we go again, we're out of out medicine

Out of our minds, and we want in yours

Let us in

~*~Flashback~*~

Zachary waited for hours at Platform Nine and Three Quarters. He was coming home for the Christmas Holidays and his mother wasn’t even home. His birthday was just the day before, and he hadn’t received a gift. He sighed and walked out front to get a cab. He had to use all his pocket change just for that.

The front door to the flat was unlocked. He walked in and to his mothers room. He knocked on the door first, “Mum! Why weren’t you there to pick me up!? Mum!?” He began to twist the handle on the door when it swung open. There stood his mom, wrapped in a white bed sheet.

“What is it?”

“You weren’t there to pick me up.”

“Oh…that was today?” She said as if she didn’t care.

“Yeah…it was…who’s in there.”

“No one! Go in your room, I’ll be out to fix dinner in a little while.”

“Whatever.” He turned around and walked back into his room. He slammed the door and tried to block the sounds coming from the next room out of his head. “That’s fucking disgusting!”

~*~End of Flashback~*~

Know why I say these things

Cause ladies screams be creepin' in Shady's dreams

And the way things seem, I shouldn't have to pay these shrinks

These eighty g's so he can say the same things tweece

Twice, whatever, I hate these things

Fuck shots, I hope this weed'll outweigh these drinks

Motherfuckers want me to come on their radio shows

Just to argue with them 'cause their ratings stink?

Fuck that, I'll choke radio announcer to bouncer

From that bitch to all seventy thousand pounds of her

From the principal to student body and counselor

From in school to before school to outta school

I don't even believe in breathin'

I'm leaving air in your lungs so you can keep screaming

For me to seep it

Okay, I'm ready to go play

I got the machete from OJ

I'm ready to make everyone's throats ache

You faggots keep egging me on

Till I have you at knife point then you beg me to stop?

Shut up, give me your hands and feet

I said shut up when I'm talking to you

You hear me? Answer me


We ain't gon' never stop beefin'

I don't squash the beef

You better kill me

I'mma be another rapper dead

For poppin' off at the mouth with shit I shouldn't have said

But when they kill me

I'm bringin' the world with me

Bitches too, you ain't nothing' but a girl to me





Ginny crumbled the note and ran to her room. She quickly got a fire going, “That’s it!” She said, “It’s either lose my son, and keep living a terrible life. Or find my son, the man I still love and get into a rehabilitation center.” Her eyes began to water, “I can’t believe it…I’ve ruined so many lives…most importantly my own.

“This is it…I’m getting my family back together!” She picked up any used/unused drugs lying around the house and tossed them into the fire. She felt her heart lighten. “Now lets find my son.”

She stepped into the fire and yelled, “Zabini Estate!”

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Wow! It’s done! A One shot, that’s 8 pages! Verdana sized 9! I guess that’s pretty good! I hope you enjoyed it and I should have the sequel up soon! I just want to get some of my other fics done first! And sorry if there are any spelling/grammar errors! My Betta has suddenly disappeared *Looks around* I have no clue where she is!

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