This is really short, I know, I know. Don't worry. More is coming……
As most of you know, the idea of Ginny being Draco's prisoner belongs to burgosdamasco who wrote "While You Were Sleeping" (you should read it if you haven't!!! It's so good). I saw in her LiveJournal that she'd be updating it soon & there's a chapter in there if y'all are interested. Anyways, I keep getting comments from "Anonymous" who says I shouldn't be using someone else's idea. What do y'all think? I mean, I love that story. I'm not trying to insult her. I've sent her emails, left reviews, and posted in her Journal, asking her if it's okay for me to use her idea, so hopefully I'll hear back soon, and if she says no, then I'll have to take this story off. Sooooo, let me know. What should I do? I don't think I'm stealing her work or anything, but now it's bothering me. I'm hoping she'll be flattered. We'll see, I guess
Nothing Good in Goodbye
They spent the next few nights exploring each other under the cover of darkness, Ginny giving into the pleasure of being touched and cared for by another person, something she hadn't experienced in months and months. During the day, Ginny noticed that Draco ate nearly as little as she did and was in a foul mood, screaming orders at the other guards and prisoners, but at night, when they were alone, he was someone she cared about, someone sweet and gentle, someone she wanted to love.
"It's time," Draco told her the following week, entering his room swiftly. "You have to go."
Ginny's eyes widened. "Not to the dungeons."
He shook his head. "No, I told you. I'm taking you somewhere else."
She desperately wanted to ask where, and what was going on, but held her tongue, fearful of his answer; in her heart she knew the Dark Lord was coming and the end results wouldn't be good. Instead, she asked, "What about Percy? Will you still take care of him?"
Draco nodded sharply. "You may go tell him goodbye."
She didn't even have time to dust off her robes, before Draco was marching her down the dim hallway. Screams and cries reached her ears, and the lower they went into the prison, the worse it got.
Finally, he stopped in front of a heavy iron door, used his wand to unlock it, and led her in. Draco whispered, "Lumos," and with the light from his wand, checked the room. "Alright, go," he snapped, pushing her towards a corner.
She stumbled blindly in the dark. "Percy? Percy?"
"Ginny?"
She knelt and fumbled for her brother.
"I thought you were dead!" he whispered, holding her.
"No, I'm fine," she tried to assure him, grasping him tightly. "What about you?"
"I'm well," he admitted. "One of the Death Eaters brings us food and medicines quite often."
"It's Draco. Draco Malfoy," Ginny nodded, feeling him tense at her words. "I asked him to look after you."
"Why would he care what you ask?" Percy demanded, his voice venomous.
"He didn't hurt me," Ginny told a slight lie. "He wasn't doing what you thought he was that day. He's never done anything like that to me." She could tell Percy didn't believe her, and she felt a great need to make him believe her words. "He was pinching me. Really. He's taken care of me. He's kept me in his room so none of the other Death Eaters would come near me, but he hasn't hurt me Percy."
"Then why are you down here again?"
"I'm leaving. He said it wasn't safe for me anymore, so he's taking me somewhere."
"Where?"
"I don't know," she admitted. "But I'm sure it will be safe."
"No, Ginny! You can't go with him!" Percy hissed in her ear.
"I trust him," she confessed, unsure why she did. "I do."
"Time to go," Draco's low voice broke their words.
"I'm not letting you go," Percy tried to grasp her arm tighter as she was pulled away.
"I'll be fine, Percy," she called to him. "And so will you, I promise. I love you!"
Draco tugged her towards the entrance and then into the hall. "Hold this," he demanded, shoving a candleholder at her.
The moment she grasped it, she felt a hook like sensation in her belly, tugging her forward and around and around. Just when she thought she couldn't stand it anymore, she clattered to the ground, landing on top of Draco.
"There you are," a familiar voice exclaimed.
Ginny slowly stood and Draco scrambled up beside her. She was in a large room with life size portraits of elegant looking witches and wizards observing them as they untangled themselves from the floor, expensive furniture, and thick heavy drapes on the windows. Narcissa pulled Draco into a hug.
"I was getting worried," she told them.
Draco nodded tersely. "I have to get back. The Dark Lord will be arriving soon." Then he turned to Ginny. "I don't know if I will see you again, but whether I do or don't, I want you to know that I am so sorry for what I have done to you. Maybe one day you can forgive me." He leaned forward and planted a quick kiss on her lips. "I am sorry, Ginny."
Ginny's hand rose to the spot his lips had been, unable to comprehend what had just happened. Not once, not even in the most recent weeks had he kissed her mouth or called her by her first name.
Draco picked up the candleholder and began to tap it with his wand. "Port-"
"Wait!" Ginny interrupted. "Wait." She stepped ahead and stood directly in front of him. "I already forgave you."
Draco just nodded at her.
Ginny's mind spun as several realizations hit her at once, the first being that she might never see him again. She wrapped her arms around him and held as tightly as she could until she felt him do the same. "You have to come back," she whispered to him finally. "I'll be waiting for you."
Draco nodded again, and something resembling a smile touched the corners of his lips. "Portus." Then he was gone.
Really short chapter, I know, I know. Don't worry, more is coming!!!!! Hey! Just so y'all know, it's going to be under a different title. This story, I have decided is long enough. Email me at draco_ginny_ship@yahoo.com and just put "add me" in the subject line & I'll try to alert you when the next one comes out cause I haven't named it yet!
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