Help Me Cause I'm Breaking Down
Rating: R for language, violence, sexuality, and possible brief nudity. ^__^
Pairing: Ginny/Draco, Harry/Hermione, Ron/Luna
Inspiration: Opening lyric to Trapt's song 'Still Frame' Please Help Me Cause I'm Breaking Down - Hence the title :D
Disclaimer: I own Draco, Ron, and Lucius Malfoy… not! If I owned anything, would I be writing a FAN fiction? Nope. I don't even really own Alex or Cassie, they're based on two girls I know.
Authors Note: Has Yuri (f/f relationship scenes). If you don't like that, leave.
Spoilers? Character only, Luna Lovegood, who will be 100% OOC most likely.
Ginny suffers through so much in her sixth year, and who's there to help her pick herself up? No one… for now.
Chapter 4: Vivid Dreams Pt 2 aka Locked Together
Ginny ran swiftly through the halls, a strange feeling of déjà vu slipping over her. She turned around the corner and hooked another hard right. She ended up at Severus Snape's classroom for Potions. She shoved her shoulder against the door and used her hands to push the door open. Running towards the cupboard, she crouched down low, using her feet and knees to keep her up without sitting, and tucked a stray piece of vibrant hair behind her ear. Her hand fell slowly to the ground and waved over it, hovering a centimeter above the ground. She smiled triumphantly when something soft and velvety moved under her fingers. Reaching down, she stood and pulled the Invisibility Cloak with her. Turning it so the visible side faced her, she skimmed it.
"I've seen this before. It's his. But he wouldn't risk an attack in the school!" She sighed and looked down to the left, "Would he?"
A noise startled her to her right. Freaking out, she turned, and ran from the classroom. She didn't stop running until she was in an unrecognizable part of the school. She ran up stairs and through passageways, and through a door, till she finally had to stop because of the force of being knocked down.
The dust that had settled on the floor flew up and Ginny coughed, then sneezed, then coughed again.
"What the bloody hell do you think you're doing woman?!" The annoyed and arrogant voice of none other than Draco Malfoy befell her ears.
Ginny groaned and flattened her back on the floor, "Not you! Anyone but you!" She groaned again and sat back up.
"Well ex-cuse me!" He strung out, standing up slowly, "You bloody ran into me Weaslette." He said, dusting the dust away from his expensive designer robes. His lithe and long fingered hand smoothed his hair down next.
"Sor-ry!" She strung out sarcastically like he had done similarly so moments ago, "I was running from someone, I don't tend to watch where I'm going when I'm running for my life!" Her eyes widened and her hands clapped around her mouth the second after the words flew from her mouth, "I didn't say that! I did NOT say that." She pushed herself up from the ground and turned towards the door.
"What the bloody hell does that mean?" Draco asked, stopping her by grabbing on to her elbow and held tightly as she tried to wrench her arm from his grip.
She turned and maneuvered around so Draco's arm was locked behind him, a stunt she'd learned from her experience with 6 brothers. She ran towards the door before she was pushed against it, and turned around. Draco's cold icy grey eyes stared into her burgundy wine colored orbs. His hands slid down her leather clad arms and brought her hands above her head, pinning her wrists against the door.
Déjà vu! Ginny thought again remember what had happened twelve hours ago, with a different male.
His face was only three mere inches from hers and with every word he spoke, his spicy breath danced rhythmlessly across her face, "What did you mean you were running for your life?"
"Nothing!" She shouted, the shout echoed. She finally looked around at her surroundings and noticed she was in a really big… "Library? What are you doing in a library?" She asked, "I thought that Madame Pince's library was the only one in the school."
"This is my private library. Don't know how you bloody got through that door. Doesn't open from in here."
"So, how do you get out?" She asked, looking around.
"There's a timer. I set it for how long I want to stay in here. Which is usually… two hours. I've been in here for an hour and a half already."
Ginny let out a relieved sigh, "Good, I don't have to spend all day with you."
He smirked, "But I decided to stay in here for an extra few hours today. Six extra hours to be exact." He chuckled cruelly at the sight of her distasteful and unhappy face. His hands released her wrists, letting arms fall slowly to her side. He smirked before his hands slid down to her elbows and he watched her eyes for any reaction.
"Why… but… my family's leaving today… I can't…" She growled and sighed, "This sucks." She deadpanned. Relaxing slightly, she looked over at her elbow where Draco's hand rested. It wasn't tight like before he had shoved her against the wall, but a light grip, almost caring, or friendly, "Is there a reason why you won't let me go?" She raised an eyebrow and lifted the right corner of her mouth.
Draco licked his lips but released her, "Even if you could leave, I won't let you till you tell me why you're running for your life!"
"Why?!" Ginny shouted, "Why do you bloody care? So you can throw it in my face about how…" She stopped and picked up the discarded Invisibility Cloak on the floor and walked over to one of the big cushy green with silver trimming chairs and sat down, resting her temple against her closed hand.
"You wake me, you die." Ginny stated before drifting off to sleep.
Opening her eyes, Ginny found herself in a cold damp dungeon. Pushing herself up off her side, she turned and screamed. A skeleton lay behind her, while next to that was a decomposing man. She scrambled away and jumped when the door opened.
"Oi! C'mon my pretty!" The man beckoned her, and grabbed on to her by the hair on the curve of her skull. He pulled her from the room and through a maze of halls before reaching an elegant, in a gothic dark way, ball room filled with none other than Death Eaters.
"Death Eaters and wives. I welcome you to the death of one of your own. He fell in love!" Cruel laughs joined in with the narrator, "With a Weasley no less. Though not ALL type of Weasley's are bad." A smirk formed on the mouth Voldemort, the narrator, "So, he shall be executed before his beloved. Bring him forth."
Ginny was pushed down to her knees and forced to sit still. She watched as he was brought out. He'd already been beaten several times, and possibly raped. But he still looked handsome.
"NO!" Ginny screamed.
Draco looked up when the youngest Weasley thrashed around like she was being held, and screamed out a loud and ear splitting "NO!" He ignored it and went back to his book, before becoming a tad worried when she began to whimper, cry, and scream more. But his interest perked when she shouted "Take me! Kill me, just let him go!"
"Don't do this! He didn't do anything!" Ginny screamed, "Please! Take me! Kill me, just let him go!" Ginny begged.
"This is your punishment." The executioner walked out.
"Why? What did I do to you? I didn't do anything to you but love you!" Ginny screamed, tears cascading down her face.
"You lied to me bitch! You did cruel things to me! Made fun of me! And now I'm punishing you. Like I will punish the rest of the Weasley family." He held up a sharp dagger and let the light hit it, "Say goodbye to your beloved, Virginia."
Her tear-blinded eyes rested on his face. He mouthed, "I love you." Before the dagger was pulled across his throat. He suffered for a few minutes and Ginny screamed till he took his last breath. The Death Eaters holding her let her go and she crawled over to his paling body. She grabbed his hand and whispered back to his lifeless eyes, "I love you." Before shutting them.
She never saw anything, but she sure did feel the blood soaked dagger enter her back, through her heart.
Ginny screamed and sat up, gasping for air. She looked up to see who's arms were around her. She looked into the face of Draco and enlarged her eyes before scrambling across the floor to the other side of the library. She shoved herself into the corner and rocked herself back and forth while crying her eyes out.
"Why!?" She screamed through a sob, "Why is he doing this?" She whispered.
"Why is who doing what?" Draco asked, drawing closer slowly.
"Him. He killed Charlie. He's trying to kill me. He's going to kill…" Her eyes looked into his, "You." She whispered, "You're a Death Eater…" She whispered again.
"Not by will." He defensively stated before narrowing his eyes, "How'd you know that?"
"Same way I know we're all going to die." She answered before going into a trance like unresponsive state.
Draco sat there quite perturbed by what the littlest Weasley had just said.
He sat like that, staring at her till she finally moved two hours later.
"Ginny…" He started slowly, "Who's going to kill you? Who killed your brother?"
"The Phantom." She whispered, sounding like a little girl.
Draco was getting impatient, "And who is this Phantom?"
Ginny just bit her lip childishly and shrugged, "It's a secret. If I tell you, he'll kill everyone I love. And you." She added as an afterthought with a cock of her head.
"You're at Hogwarts! He won't get to you."
"He gets to me." Ginny whispered, looking around, "In my dreams. I have Seer blood. Never really activated till my first year though it had happened before my first year. He kills me. In my dreams. Well, sorta. Someone," She avoided Draco's eyes, "Saves me before he can hurt me. But I… I st… I still feel what he does to me. He presses knives to my throat, he stabbed me in the back… literally, and he's hit me. In past dreams he hit me."
Draco watched helplessly as Ginny cried. She was acting like a child. Something in him tore. Maybe knowing that she knew how he felt. How his father did the same stuff to him… or maybe he really did like her. He awkwardly wrapped his arms around her sob-wracked body.
After a few minutes, her sobs subsided and she pulled away slowly from his surprisingly warm arms. She looked up into his orbs and blushed before shoving herself up off the ground, "You tell anyone about anything that's happened in here and I'll hunt you down and kill you. I can and will make it look like an accident." She threatened, her eyes narrowing into slits.
"Damn. You would've done well in Slytherin, Weasley." Draco grunted slightly as he pushed himself off the ground. His muscles ached from sitting for so long in the same position. He stretched and walked over to Ginny carefully.
Her back was to him but she calmly said without turning around, "Come near me, you die." Draco never stopped walking, he just swiftly turned to the right at the last second. Ginny smiled slightly before walking over to the bookshelf to her left, "Do you mind if I read anything?" Ginny asked.
"Go right ahead." Draco said boredly from his place in his chair.
Ginny's fingers trailed along the spines of books. She stopped and looked at the musty dark red one. She blew and revealed the true color. A color of blood. With featured gold text, "Prefects and Head Students Through The Years" She pulled the heavy book out and walked over to the fire. Sitting down she opened the book.
Her eyes scanned through the pages of Hufflepuff and Ravenclaw before she made it to Slytherin. Lucius Malfoy smirked up at her from his Prefect position. To his left, on the other page, the person sitting on the page made Ginny gasp. Tom Marvolo Riddle stared into the camera… it looked as though he was staring up at her. Vivid images flashed through Ginny's mind of her first year, then of Voldemort in her dreams. He's the reason Charlie's dead! If it weren't for him and bloody Lucius Malfoy, Charlie would be alive! Ginny's mind screamed and mentally cried. With such force she cracked her knuckles, she slammed her fist down on to the books page. Ripping out the two pieces of parchment paper of Lucius and Tom, she crumbled them up and threw them into the fire, watching with a smug smile as they burned.
"What the hell was the for?" Draco asked, falling from the couch to his knees before scrambling over to the fire, "That was my book! My father."
"They're the reason Charlie's dead! Your damn father and his precious Master." She threw the word out like a virus, "His precious damn Voldemort! Every Death Eater thinks he's so High and Mighty. And they're to thick to realize he's not a Pure blood! I'm more pure than him! He's half Muggle." Ginny smugly smiled, letting his secret out.
"He's what?" Draco looked and sounded shocked.
"Your precious Master is Half Wizard, Half Muggle."
OK, the continuation will be up tomorrow. I know some things are skewed but they're either answered later in this fic or in the sequel.