The Deepest Love
Chapter Two-Secrets Revealed
A/n: I've decided to make this a full length fic, so it's probably going to be about 10-15 chapters long. I'm sorry it's taken so long to update! I know this chapter was really boring, but it was necessary to get the story going.
For the most part, things between Draco and I are going better than I could have hoped. We've been together for about a month now, and I'm getting dressed because he's taking me out somewhere to celebrate. He's shown me a side of him that is so different from the image he projects for the rest of the school. He's so kind and caring, if only he'd show this side of him to other people.
I can't help but get the feeling that Ron, Harry, and Hermione are a bit suspicious of me. Whenever I'm about to go somewhere, Ron and Harry are always demanding to know where I'm going, and who I'm going with. Which is funny, considering that after I had gotten back from my first date with Draco, Ron declared that he was never talking to Harry again, for snogging Hermione under his nose, or something like that. I guess they've settled their differences, because Harry and Hermione are now free to hold hands, or kiss in front of Ron all they want, and he only turns slightly green.
Also, whenever I'm sitting alone in the common room Hermione always approaches me asks me if I want to talk. I want to confide in her, but I can't, because I know that anything I say will be repeated to Ron. I can just picture how well he'd take the news of Draco and I being a couple.
**
"Come on, love, come to Hogsmeade with me tomorrow." Draco says while shooting me a pleading look. I sigh, we've been arguing about this for the past ten minutes. I'm sitting on the floor of the Astronomy tower, with Draco's arms around me. He had taken me there after we'd had our date, which was another picnic. It's even colder when it was last night, I'm going to have to tell Draco we're not going on anymore of those till the spring.
"No, Draco, I can't. We might be seen." He stares at me with a slightly hurt look.
"What is it with you and being seen? One would think that it wouldn't be too much to ask to have one's girlfriend accompany them to Hogsmeade." He says sarcastically, and I feel myself beginning to lose my temper.
"Don't you dare act as if you don't know why I'm afraid to be seen with you!" I yell, while standing up angrily, and the confused look he sends me only fuels my anger more. He takes a cautious step towards me, but I push him away.
"I know it happened five years ago, Draco, but I'm certainly not going to act like it never happened! If you had any feelings whatsoever for me, you wouldn't be putting so much pressure on me to make our relationship public!" I say, while my eyes are blurring with tears.
"Gin, I have no idea what you're talking about. Would you explain it to me, please?" I stare at him in disbelief. Was he serious? Did he honestly not know? I find it hard to believe, but staring into Draco's eyes, I knew he was telling the truth.
"Come here." He says softly while gathering me into his arms, and this time I don't protest. While burrowing my face into the warmth of my cloak, I told him about how I had opened the Chamber of Secrets in my first year, using Tom Riddle's diary. He held me tight, and didn't ask any questions until I'd finished the story.
"But Gin, where did you get the diary in the first place? I hardly doubt that your father would've handed you such a Dark artifact." I bit my lip while looking at him. Draco never talked much about the relationship between him and his father, which makes me think that things aren't going so well between them. I don't want to make things worse.
"Your father gave it to me, Draco. The day that I first met you in Flourish and Blotts." I say, while avoiding his eyes. His arms immediately stiffen around me. I look up at him, but he's staring straight ahead. His brow if furrowed in a frown, and his eyes an expression of cold fury.
"I'll kill him." He said, and the cool tone of his voice sent unpleasant shivers down my spine.
"Draco?" I ask carefully, afraid to make him angry. He seems to snap out of his previous trance and stare down at me, his eyes now filled with an intense sadness.
"I'm so sorry Ginny, I had no idea." He said, while pulling me into a tight embrace.
"Don't be Draco, I know it's not your fault, I'm just afraid of how your father will act if he finds out about our relationship." I say, trying to reassure him.
"But that's the whole problem! I'm sick of living my life worrying about what my father might do if he finds out about something he doesn't like, but I'll put up with it because you know I'd do anything to protect you." He says while caressing my cheek with his hand. I smile softly before leaning in to brush my lips softly against his own.
***
about a month later, I was sitting in the Gryffindor common room, trying to read a book, when a furious Ron stormed in the common room, with an equally furious Harry, and Hermione, who looked greatly annoyed.
"Honestly, Ron, did you have to beat him up? You know he does he says these things to rile you up, and you fall for it every single time!" Thanks to you, Gryffindor's lost thirty points, and you've earned yourself three dententions with Filch! This is going to get in the way of your studying.You know he does he says these things to rile you up, and you fall for it every single time!"
" I don't care, Hermione! I wasn't going to sit there and allow him to make fun of my family, and the fact that you're a muggleborn. Someone has to put that albino ferret in his place!" It's obvious that they're arguing about Draco. I try not to look to interested too interested before asking.
"You beat up Malfoy, Ron?" Hearing my question, a smug look crosses his face.
"Yup, the git even had to go to the infirmary." He said proudly, and Hermione smacks his arm with a stern look on his face." I nod my head, and pretend to go back to reading my book.
Later that night, I borrowed Harry's Invisibility Cloak, telling him that I needed it to get a late night snack from the kitchens. I walk down the corridors towards the Infirmary shivering, because the cloak doesn't provide much warmth.
When I finally reach the doors, I hesitate before going in, though I'm not sure why. I suppose it's because I should be mad at Draco for instigating yet another fight with Ron, but right now I'm more concerned about how badly he's been hurt.
I open the doors quietly, and slip inside. To my surprise, most of the beds in the Infirmary were empty. Madam Pomfrey must not have had such a busy day today. When I finally find Draco's bed, I almost gasp in shock. His injuries aren't that bad, Harry's certainly gotten worse, especially after a quidditch game, but seeing Draco lying there with bruises on his face upsets me.
I take off the cloak, and sat down in the chair by his bedside, enfolding one of his hand in the two of mine. He stirs in his sleep for a moment, before his eyes slowly flutter open.
"Ginny?" He says, while looking at me blearily, and I can't help but think about how cute he looks. I don't dare to say that aloud though, because something tells me that he woudn't appreciate being called cute. I smile at him.
"How did you know that I was in here?"
"I heard my brother talking about what happened. Draco, why do you have to fight with him?" He sighed softly.
" I'm sorry, Gin. I can't help it. He just get's under my skin, is all." He says, while pouting at me. He knows how adorable I think he is when he pouts, and he always does it to get himself out of trouble.
"Well, just try to be civil, alright?" He rolls his eyes. We hear footsteps approaching and I throw the cloak over my body. Madame Pomfrey bustles into the room to check on Draco, and I sneak out, heading back to Gryffindor tower.
***
A few days later, I had just come back from spending some time with Draco, and Hermione spots me in the common room.
"Hi Ginny, can I talk to you for a minute?" She asked, looking slightly apprehensive. I nod, and we sit down on the couch. She looks into the fire for a few minutes, as though she's trying to gather up enough courage to speak about what's on her mind. I try to keep my face calm, but my heartbeat must be going a mile a minute. Hermione must have found out about Draco and I, and now she's probably going to make me tell Ron.
"Ginny, are you jealous of the fact that Harry and I are a couple?" She asks, while watching my face for a reaction. Her question catches me by such surprise that I burst out laughing. She looks at me with a puzzled expression on her face.
"Ginny, I don't see what's so funny about this. I'm trying to be serious, here." She said while giving me an exasperated look. It takes me a few more moments to stop laughing, and to catch my breath. When I'm finally feeling somewhat composed, I apologize to Hermione.
"I'm sorry, Hermione. It really wasn't funny, it's just that your question caught me off guard. What makes you think that I'm jealous that you and Harry are a couple?"
"Well, I know you used to like him, and it seems like ever since we've made our relationship public, you've been avoiding us. Harry told me that whenever he tries to talk to you, you're always running of somewhere. And you just seem a bit distant." She said, while looking at me with a concerned expression on her face. It makes me feel guilty. I thought that the reason Harry had always been adamant about knowing where I was going was because he was suspicious of me and Draco, and not that he was worried about me.
"No, Hermione, I'm happy for the two of you. The reason that I haven't been around as much is because, well, I've been seeing someone." At first, Hermione looks shocked, but then her eyes light up with excitement.
"Really, Ginny? Who is it?"
"I'm sorry, Hermione, I can't tell you, because it's someone that you and my brother wouldn't approve of."
"Come on, Ginny, it can't be that bad. It's not like you're dating Malfoy or something." She said. Something must have changed in my expression, because suddenly she gasped, and her hands flew up to cover her mouth.
"Oh Gods, Gin! It is Malfoy, isn't it?" She demanded. I figured that there was no use in denying it anymore.
"Yes it is, Hermione, but you have to keep this quiet! You can't tell Ron and Harry because you know they'll do to Draco when they find out! He's changed Hermione, and I really care about him!" For a few moments she sat there shocked, not saying anything.
"Ginny, I'll keep this quiet for now, but you're going to have to tell them eventually, or else they'll find out on their own, and you know that would be even worse." I let out a huge sigh of relief.
"Thank you so much Hermione! You don't know how hard it's been, not telling you about Draco!" I said, while giving her a warm hug, before running up to my room.
"
A few weeks later, the rest of the school was at Hogsmeade, while Draco and I spend the day together. First, we went to the kitchens and the house elves happily served us lunch. Then, we walked around the school for a little while, talking about random things, just getting to know each other better. I find that I never tire of hearing Draco talk. He always has amusing things to say, and he seems to take pride in making me laugh.
A little while later, Draco took me to his private room in Slytherin. Unsurprisingly, it is decorated with green and silver. On the walls, are posters of various quidditch teams, and to my surprise, many of them are the Chudley Cannons! Ron would have kittens if he knew that he and Draco Malfoy supported the same team. I mention this to Draco.
"What? You've got to be kidding me! There is no way that The Weasel has any liking for such a fabulous team like The Cannons! That would mean that he had a good taste in quidditch teams, which we both know is not true." He said smugly and I scowl at him. He pulls me toward him and smiles at me playfully, before pressing his lips softly against my own. My arms wind around his neck as he deepens the kiss, and his hands find their way to my hair.
We continue to kiss like that for a little while longer, until someone bangs impatiently on Draco' s door. I quickly find Harry's invisibility cloak and throw it over me, and Draco goes to open the door. Pansy Parkinson storms in the room, not looking very happy.
"Draco, why weren't you at Hogsmeade? I wanted to spend the day with you." She says slyly while wrapping her arms around his neck, and I resist the urge to go over there and yank that curly blonde hair right out of her head. Draco hastily shoves her away from him.
"Damn it, Pansy! How many times do I have to tell you that I'm not your boyfriend?" She scowled angrily at him.
"You're not supposed to treat me like dirt, you know! I'm your betrothed, we're going to be married in a few years, and there's nothing that you can do about it. You might as well get used to the fact now." She said smugly, while flouncing haughtily out of the room. I rip the cloak from my body, trembling with rage.
"You're betrothed to Pansy? When, exactly, were you planning on sharing this tidbit of information with me?" I demanded, feeling my face flush. Draco looked away guiltily.
" Look, Ginny, I wanted to tell you..."
"Save your excuses, Draco. I don't want to hear it!" I shout, before storming out of his room.