~* Frozen Fire and Burning Ice *~
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DISCLAIMER: I OWN NOTHING! I love Draco - but I claim no rights to him! …Wish I owned him and all the other characters from the wonderful Harry Potter books, but I don't. All the characters are completely J.K. R.'s! Any of the lyrics will be quoted! The band or singer will be underneath, most will be from Linkin Park, but some won't. Like I said, I own NOTHING!
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A/N: Keep reviewing, because I need to do a lot of work to make this a great fic!
****To those who asked about lyrics: listen to the radio, and go through all of your fave CDs, and try to relate songs to something Ginny or Draco might say or feel. For instance, I love Linkin Park, and I thought 'I Won't Be Ignored' would be great for Draco, and 'pumpkinpiebaby', and 'sierradogbaby' seem to have agreed! ~*::kisses to you guys!::*~
****LOVE TO INCOGNITO!
Dedication: Chris, I adore you. My writing wouldn't make any sense without your strong guidance. To Stacey, my babe, whom I got hooked on fan fics, and Andrew, who wouldn't leave me alone so I could write this chapter for you guys! Everyone boo at Andrew! ::boo!!!:: and Brian, who also wouldn't let me type, (even as I try to right now) boo him too! ::boo!::
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Chapter Six: Burning Ice
"EXPLAIN!" Draco bellowed fiercely.
"What?" Ginny gasped rattled and confused, though obviously excited. Draco had her pinned against a stonewall in a small dead end alley, with little chance of escape, but she didn't care at the moment. He was acting so wild, so crazy, so unlike a Malfoy that she was dying to see what would happen next.
"GINNY!" came Harry's voice from around the corner.
Reeling, Draco let out a monstrous growl and whipped around pulling out his wand with one hand, and keeping Ginny pressed to the wall with the other. Flicking his wrist about madly and muttering insanely under his breath, instantly a stonewall appeared, barring the only exit the dead end alley offered. He snapped his wand back into his robes and quipped around to face Ginny.
"EXPLAIN!" he yelled once more.
"Explain what!?!?" Ginny replied, thoroughly confused. Draco took a few deep breaths as he leaned against the opposite stone wall. This was no was no way to win her heart. Draco rested his forehead against the hard stone and tried to gather his thoughts. Suddenly his adrenaline was gone, and he was growing extremely tired. When he didn't answer Ginny took it upon her self to speak:
"If anyone should be explaining it's you. Where are we?" she asked looking about nervously. Draco laughed gently as he ran his finger along the stone pattern of the wall. He hadn't been thinking and acted on instinct when he heard Harry's voice. Amazing what a wizard with jealousy could do.
"We're in the dead end alley just outside the pub. (Here the corners of Draco's lips began to tug into a smile) I just built another wall to block the only exit. From the other side the alley looks like the same dead end it's always been. One of my better ideas I dare say." Draco said. He knew it wasn't a real wall, but telling Ginny it was made him fell a little more in control of what was happening. It was just an illusion but it gave him power over her. As long as she didn't try to touch it… Suddenly he chuckled lightly, and added:
"Don't worry about it." Draco gave the wall a worried glance, then returned his gaze to Ginny. She had her head tilted to one side, giving the new 'wall' a quick look over. Her eyes quickly narrowed, and then Draco could have sworn he saw her smirk, but it left her lips too soon for him to be sure. She didn't know it was an illusion, did she? Oh hell, now she was just going to leave and go back to Potter… Draco looked down in defeat.
"But how Malfoy? Building a wall with magic can take hours and requires enormous magical skill and years of training and practice. Even then they can only be done quickly in a time of great need." Ginny said cautiously. She knew the wall was a fake, but she wasn't quite sure she wanted to leave just then.
Draco looked up at her slowly.
"Oh, but I am in a time of great need." He whispered, locking eyes with her. His cold silver caved in to show a hollowness and an emptiness that only Ginny understood.
"What could a Malfoy ever need?" Ginny said, dropping her eyes to her feet. The mere sight of him was bewitching to a girl. Locks of his silver hair had fallen into his beautiful face, framing his powerful features in small sharp icicles. His robes were open and barely hanging from his handsome shoulders. His strong, toned build shone bold through his tight black underclothes. She watched him leaning against the wall, head down, arms crossed over his hard chest, brooding over her question. Intoxicating, purely intoxicating. She was loosing her wits just looking at him. He was so sexy just standing there mulling it all over trying to find the perfect answer.
"My father would say a Malfoy needs nothing. But I disagree." Draco stepped to her side and took her hand in his. Shots of icy pleasure pulsed from the contact into her palm.
"This Malfoy needs love." Ginny's eyes widened but remained looking down. Somewhere deep inside Ginny knew that if he kissed her, she was going to give in immediately. Swallowing gently, Draco continued.
"This Malfoy needs…" he cupped her face in his gentle hand, and brought her eyes to his. He took a breath and his eyebrows furrowed. Ginny held her breath. One kiss and she knew she'd cave and be his forever… one kiss and her life would be in the hands of the enemy…
"This Malfoy needs you." Ginny's breath quickened and a tear rolled down her soft cheek. This was so unlike him. He was always the one that never let an emotion penetrate his frozen exterior. He was the one that was always calm, cool, and collected. What could possible be making him act so different?
"What do you want Malfoy?" Ginny said, as another tear dripped down her cheek.
"To love you Ginny, to love you." Draco leaned down and kissed away the second tear. He felt Ginny take in a ragged breath and shake slightly. That wasn't the answer she'd suspected at all. He was being so caring, so gentle, so loving with her. He pulled a stand of scarlet hair from her face and kissed it back. His gorgeous features were so soft and smooth when he acted like this. He was so… wonderful…
"You can't. It's too dangerous." Her words were cracked and mixed with sobs as the tears began to flow freely from her fractured eyes. Draco's heart leapt. 'It's too dangerous' didn't mean she didn't love him.
"I can if you'd let me. All of that other stuff doesn't mean a thing. I'd love you with all of my heart, if only you'd let me Virginia," he wrapped a strong arm around her waist and spoke into her ear in a worried, wanting whisper, "If only you'd let me." Then, slowly, naturally, Draco leaned in for the kiss…
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Storming around his dorm, throwing things at random just to watch them shatter and hit the ground broken, Draco laughed despite himself. He wasn't sure if he wanted to kiss her or kill her. The girl was purely infuriating and yet utterly addictive. The more she pushed him away the more he despised and desired her. He just wanted to shake her madly and make her act normal!!!
Any other girl in the school would have collapsed into his arms after a line like, 'I'd love you with all of my heart, if only you'd let me.' But not Ginny. No, no, she had to be different from the rest! She just refused to be his! She had to be a Weasley and make everything difficult! Squeezing a glass figure tightly he looked down at it, Draco smiled and threw it across the room with a course laugh. But that's why he liked her so much. Just look at the effect she had on him! No other girl in the world could upset him to this extent. No other girl, not one could infuriate him to no end like Ginny did. Gently chuckling, Draco flopped belly first onto his bed. She was so…so...gah! There was no word! Ginny Weasley was so one of a kind, so unique, that there was yet a word to describe her perfection.
Scolding himself, he began to rethink just what had gone wrong. Why hadn't Ginny caved? Growling, he rolled over onto his back and began to remember…
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"I can if you'd let me. All of that other stuff doesn't mean a thing. I'd love you with all of my heart, if only you'd let me Virginia," he wrapped a strong arm around her waist and spoke into her ear in a worried, wanting whisper, "If only you'd let me." Then, slowly, naturally, Draco leaned in for the kiss…
"Wow. You really brought out the big guns for that one, didn't you?" Ginny said, her voice dripping in mockery as she stepped away from him. Draco was stunned; had she actually just rejected him…again?
"No, really, I'm impressed. I didn't know Malfoy's got mushy. It's nice to know you'd 'love me with all your heart if only I'd let you'. But here's the thing. I'm not going to let you." Her voice was so firm and so harsh that Draco had to pinch himself to make sure he wasn't having a nightmare.
"You must be joking." He said dumbstruck.
"I assure you I'm not." Ginny had suddenly become very calm and collected. It was eery. She was normally so hot tempered, but now, now she was cool and poised.
"You see Malfoy, all of that 'other stuff' you so recklessly refer to as, 'not really mattering', happens to mean a great deal to me." Ginny leaned against a stone wall and began examining her nails.
"W-w-w-what matters to you?" Draco stuttered, completely lost. Ginny cringed at his poor articulation, and became very interested in braiding her hair.
"Well, take for instance, my friends. If I were to become 'involved' with you, all of my friends would try to be understanding, but end up thinking me a traitor, and probably shun me little by little until I was just a distant memory." Draco made an uncontested huff, and Ginny sighed and moved onto the next braid.
"Or, for example, we'll look at my family. My brothers would be furious, my mother would rant and rave, and my father would be beside himself trying to settle everyone down. My family means more than anything to me, and the thought of loosing them because I let my emotions get the better of me, doesn't make me eager to go flying into your arms. And lord, don't even get me started on Harry!" Draco, now even more stunned and upset opened his mouth to protest, but was cut off by a very stern Ginny.
"You're not understanding a word of this, are you?" she asked, then walked up to him, and spoke as a teacher would to a toddler,
"There's simply too much to loose. It would simply upset too many of the people I care most for. Too much bad would come of it. It's too dangerous." Then, with a smirk (which wasn't far off from the trade mark Malfoy smirk) she added,
"You're too dangerous." She smiled weakly, looked around, then finished,
"Now, if you don't mind, I've got shopping to do."
Even though he had wanted to give her a good slap and yell at her a good deal, she simply walked through the wall (which vanished at her contact) and left him alone to think about what just happened. There was so much floating around in his brain that nothing was working the way it was supposed to. His mouth wouldn't open, his legs wouldn't budge. He was stuck there, watching as she waltzed right around the corner, shouting over her shoulder (not even bothering to look back at him),
"See you at school!"
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The next thing he knew, he was in his dormitory, smashing things around. Groaning, Draco got up and dressed for bed. Somehow it had turned dark out and he had missed dinner. That made two missed meals, three if you didn't count his measly breakfast. There simply wasn't enough time to eat and think of Ginny. She took up the whole of his consciousness. After slipping into a pair of black silk sleeping pants, he crawled into his plush bed and laid looking up at the ornate ceiling. Ginny had surprised him today. She had acted so, so Slytherin like. She was so fiery on the outside, but frozen on the inside. She was the exact opposite of him. Chuckling slightly, Draco rolled over onto his side. Heh, opposites do attract. And oh- was he ever attracted to Ginny Weasley. She was just like burning ice…
'What a moron. What the hell is that supposed to mean?' he asked himself.
'Burning ice? What kind of bloody sense does that make Draco?' God how he needed sleep. Talking to himself was always a sure sign that he was at his wits end. He loved it though. All of this restlessness and insane chatter was over Ginny. He absolutely loved the affect she had on him, though tomorrow he was sure he'd hate it. If he couldn't find the time to eat, how on earth was he going to find time to listen to his lessons? Classes tomorrow were going to be torture.
'Not for Potter' said the small sinister voice in the back of his head. No, of course not for Potter. Potter would have a fabulous day, walking around thinking he'd found himself a gorgeous new girlfriend. Draco sat bolt right in his bed, his anger pulsing throughout his body. Without Ginny Draco was in a frozen hell. Even now as his body temperature rose, he could feel the frostbitten wind biting into his thick skin. The subzero temperature choked his lungs and his breath hastened. Tomorrow Ginny and Potter would be happy, together. -Well not if Draco had anything to do with it! He would not suffer in hell alone! They would not get away with banishing him into a feeling less existence! Draco flew forward and punched his bed post, almost breaking it into two. The mere thought of them walking down the halls hand in hand, or calling each other pet names, or cuddling by the Gryffindor fire made his blood boil. They would suffer if it was the last thing he did!!
Right as he was putting together a truly rotten ruthless ploy to torture the pair of happy love birds, he stopped. Draco got up and looked at himself in a nearby mirror. His face was rock hard and his eyes carried a demented gleam.
No wonder why people like Ginny didn't want anything to do with him. As of right now he looked and even felt murderous. If he was ever going to convince Ginny into risking her life to be with him, Draco was going to have to change. And he wasn't going to have to change the little things, he was going to have to change everything.
Tomorrow would mark a new day. Tomorrow something big was going to happen. Tomorrow would be a day all at Hogwarts would remember for years to come. Tomorrow was sure to make his father red with rage…
Draco made an entry in his journal, then collapsed onto his bed, and fell fast sleep…
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A/N: Is it short for such a long wait?? Want more people to boo for making me too busy to write? Here's a few:
Nikole, Christina, Stephanie, and Dustin! Please review!
Check out 'Ron had to Pee' for some laughs. It's by me and my friend Koley Kat, and posted under her pen name.
Also, for more D/G action, check out, 'When You're Gone'. That's by Koley Kat and me as well, and
also posted under her name.
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