Everybody's Got A Story
By: Draconia
Summary: Ginny Weasely is in her 6th year at Hogwart's and she's tired of being seen on the sidelines, but
she doesn't know how to change her life. What if it gets changed for her? What happens when a certain pale haired
boy shows another side of himself? Will Ginny risk everything for him? Will she risk death? Would he?
Author's Notes: Sorry for the delay guys. Personal problems and I had trouble finding a good new Beta. But I did
and I love her! Thanks ANFY!
Rated: R
Email: luthien_anwamane2003@yahoo.ca
Chapter 10
"What's past is prologue."
- Shakespeare, The Tempest
"We have to be closer to her; we can't let anything happen."
It was nearing the early morning hours, where light still had not crested the horizon, but the chill of the night was ebbing away. On the edge of the forest a meeting was taking place, and in the western tower eyes watched with interest.
Dumbledore nodded carefully. "I understand your concerns Cassiopeia, but the New Year is a long time in coming, you mustn't worry so. She will not come to any harm."
"Dumbledore, we can't sit on the sidelines, we've got to intercede. Where is she... both of them?" Firenze interceded hastily.
Dumbledore was about to answer when the Western Tower erupted in light and after a moment an explosion occurred in one of the lower classrooms.
"Move, Cassiopeia!" Firenze ordered.
The female centaur raced across the open field towards the smoking castle. Firenze turned angrily towards Dumbledore.
"That better not have been anything to do with them in a negative sense or I'll see you rot human." he spat at Dumbledore before racing after Cassiopeia.
Frowning, the old Headmaster shuffled calmly towards the scene unveiling before him.
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Earlier
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"Why didn't you tell me earlier Liz? We're like best friends!"
Liz shrugged helplessly, "He didn't want me to tell you because he's afraid that he might get into trouble 'cause I'm underage."
Anthea chuckled lightly. "Well, then I guess I should tell you that I'm seeing Seamus."
Staring open mouthed at her fellow Hufflepuff, Liz couldn't help but smile back. "Excellent!" she cried, "Now I guess we can go and get Oliver and Seamus to discuss what's going on?"
"Definitely!"
Both girls rushed towards the Great Hall, which had just been cleared of dinner and found Seamus and Oliver entangled in a discussion about Quidditch.
"Enough! It's time for some razzle dazzle!" Anthea cried dramatically as she fell into place next to Seamus and planted a big, over exaggerated kiss on his lips.
Seamus stared at her with his lips still slightly parted and then turned with a faint blush towards Liz and Oliver. He shrugged cutely and smiled. "Guess the cat's out of the bag?"
"Oh, please! You call that razzle dazzle?" Liz asked Anthea with a wink before turning to Oliver and grabbing him around the shoulders she dragged him down to her and planted an equally exaggerated kiss on Oliver.
Wood came up from the kiss and blinked several times before smiling and nodding at Seamus.
"They both knew." -which led Liz to give him a playful smack.
"You ruin all my fun."
"But don't I generate some fun myself?" he asked suggestively and Liz blushed up to her roots.
"Enough! It's Down to business!" Anthea ordered quickly to save her friend.
"Right-o!" echoed Seamus as he hunkered down into a secretive position. "I've got this feeling that it just has to be someone who's got a grudge against Ginny."
"Really? What an original idea! I don't think any of us could have thought that one up!" Liz cried sarcastically, earning her glares from the males and a smack in the arm from Anthea.
"As I was saying," Seamus continued, now a bit irritated. "I'm not sure I can entirely rule out our little "Gryffindor Boy Wonder" because of Ginny doing what she did earlier in the term. Though I'll admit I do find that Harry has been acting a bit strange, I definitely cannot let go of the fact that Draco AND Pearl are both suspects either. I mean, two Slytherins versus a Gryffindor? I'd more than likely believe that Draco and Pearl banded together to try and kill her!"
Oliver nodded silently along with Liz while Anthea stared outrageously at her boyfriend.
"Seamus! I can't believe you could think that any of us students would even be capable of such a thing! I know for a fact that Pearl was at the dance."
"For how long though?" Oliver pitched in neutrally.
Anthea blanked and rested her cheek on her hand as she thought. "You know, I don't have the faintest idea. But I know one thing if I know anything at all and I can't even imagine saying this under oath unless it was penalty of death, but I can't imagine Pearl doing something that extreme no matter the reason. She's not really THAT mean and vindictive. Sure she's a real bitch and a surefire git, but she's all superficial."
Liz grinned, "Yeah, and there's the fact that she hasn't got a strand of intelligence in her empty head." The quartet all burst into laughter and were interrupted a moment later by Professor McGonagall.
"Wood, may I have a private word with you if you don't mind?"
They all halted their laughter as Oliver's expression became serious and he followed after the Deputy Headmistress without question.
As Seamus watched them leave the hall he thought aloud, "You know, all this started when he
came..."
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The familiarity of his hands on her body was like a drug. She knew exactly what he could do to her even though she hadn't had many of these kinds of encounters. Something in the back of her mind tried to come into her conscious mind but the hazy cloud of desire kept it at bay.
They had only managed to reach one of the empty Potions classrooms. Draco had stumbled into it with Ginny in his arms and he'd placed her quickly onto one of the longer tables. Her legs dangled off the edge as he put himself between her thighs. She could feel his growing erection pressing through his robes.
His hands had removed her robes and were now reaching and yanking her shirt off. His mouth trailed hot kisses down her neck and his warm hands on her breasts sent shivers through, eliciting a gasp of pleasure as his fingers teased her nipples through the thin, silky fabric of her bra.
"How can my little Weasel afford such luxuries?" he whispered playfully in her ear. He pushed her shirt all the way off and unclasped her bra as he went. She was beyond response and retort. Her own hands had already darted forward, removing his shirt. When his chest was revealed to her she sucked in her breath and ran her small hands over the large expanse of male flesh.
The sensations of her small bird like fingers flitting across him made him grow harder and he groaned. His mouth crashed down upon hers as his hands returned to teasing and kneading her breasts.
She moaned into his mouth as her nipples hardened like pebbles. She felt him smirk through the kiss as his hands traveled downwards. One hand snaked around to her smaller back and the other slipped under her skirt. When his fingers pressed against her sex through her knickers she nearly cried out but his mouth over hers kept her quiet.
He couldn't believe how wet she was already. They'd hardly even started if the Gods were in his favour.
"D-Draco..." she whispered unsteadily. Her hands had stopped moving when his began to stroke her through the thin clothing barrier.
"Don't stop Virginia. I'm happy to please you, but I've got to have some relief of my own first." he whispered back and immediately stopped stroking to illustrate his point.
Ginny whimpered at the loss of contact before she realized what he meant. Her hands flew to his pants and she tried to unbuckle them as fast as she could. He chuckled against her neck before his mouth covered her left breast and began to flick his tongue across her already hardened nipple.
She moaned loudly and her hands slipped into his boxers as his hand began to caress her nether regions once more. When her hand wrapped around his length he sucked in his breath, moved from her nipple to her collar bone and one of his fingers slipped past her knickers, dipping into her passage. When she cried out quietly as possible, she also gripped tighter on his shaft. Inevitably it caused him to accidentally bite the collar bone that he had been sucking.
The small but harsh treatments brought both of the lovers into consciousness for a moment. Just long enough to hear someone stumbling through one of the other classrooms.
Draco groaned with reluctance when Ginny snapped her hands back and froze. He knew
immediately that she wasn't like Pansy or any of the other girls he'd had. They would have continued
regardless. But Draco knew that because Ginny was Ginny, it was probably better for him to wait. The Gods had frowned
upon him tonight and he'd likely spend a solid hour having a frozen shower before he'd be able to sleep
comfortably.
He removed his hands from her body and immediately began to scowl as he thought up ways to murder the person who was wandering around where they shouldn't be.
Ginny looked at him with eyes that held fear, longing, regret, and the simmering embers of desire. He vowed he would build those embers to reflect the burning fire of her hair before anyone else could lay claim to her. She was his.
"I'm..." she began.
He cut her off quickly and began to dress her himself, allowing his hands to trail along her body as he fastened her clothes back on.
She sighed sadly and slipped her own outer robes on as he dressed himself. He brought her down from the table with almost uncharacteristic gentleness and then grabbed her hand. He moved them out in search of the stumbling intruder.
***
Draco told Ginny to wait in the corridor as they approached the other classroom. The person was making quite a bit of noise and Draco was surprised that Filch hadn't come to investigate yet. Ginny put up no protest when Draco told her to stay put and he was glad for it. He didn't want to leave her unhappy. He hadn't wanted to leave her at all, but that bit could be left until later.
He entered into the classroom with his wand drawn and he cast his eyes over the interior in a quick sweep before focusing on the hunched figure in the corner. He, or she, was in the process of mixing some sort of potion. Draco's eyes flitted across the ingredients he was using and frowned deeply. It was definitely not a safe potion and most likely illegal. His eyes flicked back to the figure and that unmistakable mop of tousled black hair made Draco suck in his breath.
The noise made the figure turn and Harry glared at Draco. "What are you doing here Malfoy?"
Draco assumed his nonchalant attitude and shrugged, "Just out catching thieves. You know, everyday heroic deeds that no one finds out about. You're a glory hog, so you know all about heroics right?"
Harry's eyes seemed to be shadowed and The-Boy-Who-Lived was giving Draco a creeping sensation up his spine.
"'Fraid not Malfoy. I'll just have to..." Harry's eyes narrowed past Draco to fixate on something.
Draco took a step closer to Harry in an attempt to keep his attention away from Ginny. She'd come to investigate because he'd taken too long in idle chatter.
Harry looked at Ginny like she belonged to him and Draco felt an overwhelming sense of
possession wash over him. "Keep your eyes on me when I'm speaking to you Potter." he snarled
uncontrollably.
Harry's eyes flashed with mockery, "I'd rather keep my eyes on the prize."
Ginny had been listening to the exchange and as soon as Harry had just about verbally staked a claim to her, she rushed into the room. "I'm not something to be won Harry! You'd better get yourself checked into St. Mungo's if you think for one..." Her mind grew fuzzy and she fought to stay in control. She was standing between both Draco and Harry and for some reason it seemed to make her dizzy. "I..." she tried to speak again but darkness enveloped her.
Draco and Harry watched as Ginny stumbled over her words, closed her eyes, swayed, and then begin to glow brightly everywhere on her body. The light grew so bright that Harry and Draco both had to close their eyes and then it happened.
Outside the Western Tower erupted in light at the exact instant that Ginny did and a moment later, the light surrounding Ginny shot out in every direction and as the light hit the potion Harry had been brewing it caused an explosion that toppled the walls and roof of the Potions Classroom.
***
Cassiopeia rushed into the castle, moving swiftly past screaming students and frantic teachers. She reached the wreckage that was swarming with Slytherin students and a few teachers who were busy trying to repair the room. Cassiopeia saw the light glowing from underneath a rather large pile of rubble and grabbed one of the teachers. It just happened to be Snape.
"There, they're in there!" she cried frantically as she grabbed his hand and wand and pointed it towards the rubble pile.
Snape was amazed to say the least when he lifted the rubble (with a Wingardium Leviosa spell) and there were Ginny, Draco and Harry. Draco and Harry were badly bruised and bleeding from several places, but Ginny had not one scratch or bump, only a glow surrounding her that, as he watched, was fading before his eyes.
Ginny's eyes opened only when they'd managed to get her onto a floating stretcher. She glimpsed through the crowd and caught sight of someone she had never seen before, but someone she knew to be entirely familiar, like an old friend just before you meet them for the first time. It was a strange feeling, one she had no more time to contemplate as consciousness slipped away from her again. All she could remember were the colors of gold, and red hair.
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AN: YAY! ^_^ Chapter 11 will be out in a week or so. I had trouble with my Beta so I finally got off my arse and found a new one. ^_^ I wuv her so much! THX ANFY! ^_^ Now can anyone guess who Ginny saw? Stay tuned in next week for snogging, mystery, mayhem and revelations of the past!