Title- Animagus
Chapter- 16
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Ron was struggling against Draco trying to free himself, when both of them heard a voice that made them turned around; Draco dropped Ron letting him breathe.
"Draco?" asked the voice, staring at the boy with blonde hair.
Draco looked at the thing that spoke. It had long flowing white hair, green eyes, a plain white dress, and no shoes. Her voice was like the wind, soft but loud at the same time.
He nodded at her, letting her know that she was right. She let out a small smile before turning to the red haired boy and saying, "You must be Ron."
He also nodded, making the angel smile even wider.
These two are so alike she thought to herself, and yet they are enemies instead of friends.
"I am here to give you Ms. Ginevra Weasley" she told them.
"What do you mean give? Don't I already have her?" Ron asked.
"I brought her back"
"From where?"
"The dead" the angel told him, she wasn't sure she liked this Ron boy, he asked too many questions.
Draco snorted in disbelief, "that's never been done" he pointed out.
The angel raised an eyebrow; "It has now" she told them.
Ron was shocked "She died?" he asked, his mouth barely forming the words, and his brain barely able to comprehend all that was going on around him.
The angel nodded, "How?" asked Ron, a little scared to know the answer.
"I don't know" replied the Angel, "every time someone is going to die an angel is sent to bring them up to the heavens. We don't ask many questions when someone is lying on the floor gasping for their breath" she said the last part sarcastically.
Ron shook his head trying to clear it.
"Was she murdered?"
"I told you!" the Angel practically screamed, getting fed up with the boy "I don't know! Just be happy she's alive now." The Angel held out Ginny's body to Draco, because she didn't like Ron. Draco sighed and took Ginny's body in his arms, seeing what she wanted him to do he started to walk down to the Slytherin dormitory with her.
"Where are you going?" Ron asked him angrily.
"To my room."
"Not with my sister you aren't!" he told him.
"Watch me" Draco hissed
Ron lunged at Draco, but hit something hard, and fell onto the floor. "What the hell?" he cried.
The Angel laughed "I'm Ginny's guardian angel, meaning if I felt that you were going to hurt Ginny, I can do anything to stop you."
Ron snarled at lunged at him again, trying to break the force field, but it didn't work.
"Silly little boy" the Angel laughed. Ron glared at her. "Bye" she said, and disappeared, but left the force field still in tact.
"Crazy bitch" Ron muttered.
"I heard that" the Angel cried happily.
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Draco laid Ginny down on his armchair as nice as he wasn't he wasn't that much of a gentleman to give her his nice warm bed. His mother would probably be ashamed of him. He sighed and flopped down on his bed, closed the curtains and thanked the Gods that he was rich, and that he could have his own private room.
He heard a small feminine sigh, and he smirked. If someone told him a few months ago that he would have Ginny Weasley sleeping in his room he would laugh outright and question the person's sanity. He grabbed the book that was underneath his pillow and opened it.
"Confessions of a Passionate Woman" he smirked to himself. He opened up to where Ginny had left off and continued her reading.
"His lips upon my neck made a small shiver go down my spine. He looked at me with such desire in his eyes that I knew I would not have been able to deny him anything he wanted. He had me right where he wanted, wrapped around his little finger. He took my hair and began stroking it whispering sweet nothings in my ear, it was strange how he got me to give him all that money I don't remember him asking for it, perhaps I offered it to him, but I will never know for the second he got the money he ran out of my door his cloak flying behind him and laughed an evil but sexy sort of laugh and fled. He took my heart and my soul; I shall never forget the day Jonathan left me.
Soon after that fateful day I was walking in Diagon Alley searching for a job because I had no money left. I walked into a building that was labeled Gringotts. I saw a goblin sitting at a desk writing something on a little slip of paper. He sighed and muttered something about how horrible life was since Grogert quit. I smiled and ran over to him telling him that I'd be happy to work here at Gringotts. He didn't say anything; he actually smiled, if that were possible for a goblin. He didn't ask me if I had any experience, I had finally found a job when he smirked at me and told me that before I could start I would have to see his boss. I nodded, to excited to comprehend anything. He brought into a room with a name on the door. I looked at it, it said Aramis Corndelo. I walked in to find a dark and handsome stranger. All of a sudden I felt something wet in my undergarments-.
Draco dropped the book and smirked. So the little Weasley reads sex scenes? He thought, much amused. He placed the book back underneath his pillow. He looked up at the top of his bed and sighed. Ginevra was a very complex woman, the thought just popped into his head, and a confused expression appeared on his face, before sighing again and falling asleep.
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Ginny woke up, stretched and fell onto the floor with a loud thump. She heard a laugh coming up from above her. She looked up, but no one was there. She looked around the room and found Draco Malfoy sitting on a bed.
"What are you doing in my room?" she asked him embarrassed.
He raised his eyebrow "Take a look around you Weasley, you," he pointed at her "are in my room."
She looked around, from the green carpet to the black bedspread to the silver drapery, and blushed.
"How did I get here, what did we do?" she asked.
Draco feigned a hurt look "you mean you don't remember our first time together?"
Ginny screamed "We didn't" she asked, horrified.
Draco frowned "Would it be that bad if we did?" he asked.
"No" she said, not thinking,"I mean yes! It would be!"
He smirked at her, and she glared back. He got up off the bed and knelt down next to Ginny who was still on the floor.
"If you want" he whispered into her ear, sending shivers down her spine "I can show you."
"No!" she said as if trying to convince herself.
His smirked widened "If you want to, I'll be in the shower" he said as he disappeared
Ginny groaned and put her head on her hands. She knew if she stayed then she would do something that she would regret. She yawned, and walked out of his room, and into the hallway.
"Where are you going?" asked a voice.
Ginny whipped her head around, but could see nothing. She sighed in impatience, "whoever you are, come out of your invisibility cloak!" she said.
She heard the voice snort "I am in no cloak."
Ginny raised her eyebrows, and shook her head.
"I asked a question, and I expect an answer" the voice said again.
Ginny groaned "I'm going to my common room so I can sleep."
The voice seemed to except that answer, and didn't bother her, until she got to the portrait hole.
"That boy likes you" it told her.
"What boy?" Ginny asked suspiciously.
"The boy whose room you slept in."
"Snigwigs" Ginny said, thinking about what the voice just said, and waiting for the portrait to open. When it didn't she repeated the password.
Ginny looked up to find the fat lady cowering behind a small couch that was in her picture.
"Get that thing out of here" the woman in the painting said, pointing at the air, behind Ginny's head.
"There is nothing there!" Ginny told the fat lady.
"Don't tell me such foolish things child! I shall not open this door and subject the other children to such terror as that!"
Ginny sighed "There is nothing there! There is no terror!"
"Don't lie to me you insolent girl! I know what you want! You are on his sighed, only one of them would bring a spirit such as that back from heaven, only one of his would make that poor, yet evil spirit endure such horror!"
"Stop!" the voice screamed "The girl said the password Penelope, you must let her in!"
The portrait very reluctantly, and slowly opened up the portrait allowing Ginny, and the `evil being' inside with her.
"Where have you been, oh wait, don't tell me because I already know" asked a very red looking, and sarcastic looking Ron.
"Not now, Ron" Ginny said rubbing her temples, she had a really big headache and just wanted to go to
sleep, not to mention a backache from that fall off of the chair.
"Yes no!" he told her sternly.
"Ron you're acting like mum, but you're not her Ron! You will never be my mother, you are only my brother. When will you learn to stop trying to control my life? I'm a big girl now! I was potty-trained before you and I have obviously seemed to have matured before you did! You don't see me looking nastily at your girlfriends do you? So how come you have to look at every guy, or girl for that matter, that talks to me as if they are about to rape me and that they need to back off?" She asked him, but she didn't stop there, she was on a roll! "Maybe that's why you never realized it was me who opened the chamber my first year! Because you only look after me and play the big brother role when it's convenient for you! You don't want me hanging out with you worst enemy! You don't want me to get some before you do! You don't want me to have more experience than you! You-"she was interrupted.
"That's enough Ginevra Adele Weasley!" Ron yelled.
"Don't you dare call me by my full name" she hissed at him. "Don't you dare!"
"Don't turn your back on me!" he yelled.
"No Ron, you don't turn your back on me!"
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Draco stepped out of the shower, expecting Ginny to still be there, I mean after all who left their rooms, no matter what room it was, before twelve o'clock on a Sunday? It was just not done.
He was sadly disappointed. He groaned and sat on his bed, wrapped in nothing but a towel. He laid back and closed his eyes, trying to smell her scent on his pillow, but he couldn't. After a while he realized why, she hadn't slept in the bed. He got up, and sank into the big comfy arm chair, and cracked his knuckles, a bad habit that his father had always tried to break him of. His father tried to break him of every bad habit that Draco had ever possessed. He wanted his son to be perfect, but he couldn't see that Draco was only a human.
His father was a strange man. He loved his son, and hated Voldemort, yet he abused his son, and worshiped Voldemort. He ran away from Voldemort, just as he ran away from his son. Maybe in some twisted way Lord Voldemort was better than Draco, or at least in his father's eyes.
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