Disclaimer: Don't own it, never will, so if you are thinking of suing, just chill.
Author: Usagirl
Title: Losing Love
Author's notes: Well I decided to continue on with this little story. And again this is my first Harry Potter FanFiction so it might not be the greatest.
Losing Love
Chapter 2: The Heart Weeps
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The glass was cold against his forehead as he looked out against the bleak winter sky. Silver blonde hair fell in front of lifeless grey eyes.
A sigh escaped the young Malfoy's lips. "How long do I have to stay here again?"
"How many times have I told you?" A tired sigh escaped the speaker's lips, "You must remain in hiding until everyone thinks you are dead. It will be easier to execute our plan if your Father and Voldemort think you are dead."
"Wouldn't it make more sense if I were to work as a spy? You know go in and tell you what he is planning. Kind of like what you do?"
"As I have told you time and again, you are much too valuable to be used as a spy."
Draco snorted. "Not as valuable as Potter. People let him do whatever he wants. He gets whatever he wants. Even what he doesn't want. Bloody scar-headed...."
Draco's ramblings were cut to a stop by Snape's angry voice. "Not everything revolves around Potter! The boy is special I will admit that, but we aren't going to win the war with just him on our side. He isn't the only thing the wizarding world has to offer."
"Yes he is..." Draco's eyes quickly dropped to look back out of the window. Professor Snape's mouth creased slightly at the corners. His obsidian eyes glittered with confusion.
"What exactly do you mean?"
"She chose him over me." Draco quickly turned his back, clearly stating that he wanted the conversation to be over. He didn't like to think about how many times Potter had defeated him over the years, but his latest defeat left him empty. The heart, that many people thought didn't exist, throbbed at night. It hurt so badly that he wept silently into his pillow at night.
This kind of pain was new to him. He had been hit, beaten and tortured since he was a child. His father was making sure he had no weaknesses, but his Father had never taught him how to deal with this kind of pain. Draco could deal with stabs to his body and his pride, but his heart just couldn't seem to take it.
He was disgusted with himself. Draco Malfoy had not cried in over 12 years, and now that some measly chit decided to rip his heart out, he wept like a baby. How pathetic.
"And did she tell you that?"
"More or less."
"There is no more or less boy! She either did or she didn't, but knowing you she said something and you took it the wrong way. Now, what exactly did she say?"
Another sigh escaped his lips, "Well if you insist on always being right, she didn't come right out and say
it. I asked her if she could ever love me and she started stuttering about her family and friends... Then Potter's
name popped up and I remembered how she followed him, how she worshipped him. I just assumed that's what she
meant."
"Draco, my father once told me a muggle saying, and taking it came from my Father who abhorred muggles, there might be some words of wisdom in this small quote."
"And which quote would that be?" A blonde eyebrow was arched slightly in curiosity.
A smile flickered over Snape's lips, "The saying is simple really. 'When you assume you make an ASS out of U and ME."
With a quick turn and a swish of his robes Severus Snape had exited the room.
"Damn that man. He always has to be right." Draco's fist connected with the smooth glass of the window, but his face nor his body chose to recognize the pain, after all the pain in his heart could not compare to a few bruised fingers.
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Ginny returned to the Gryffindor Tower in the early morning hours. She trudged through the halls, not caring if Filch caught her. She grumbled the password to an irritated Fat Lady, who was muttering about being woken up. Ginny's ears didn't pick up the noise of someone pacing back and forth in the common, because if she had the warning bells in her head would have gone off, but at the moment she was to numb to care.
Ron's red face entered her line of vision as she entered the poorly lit common room.
"Where the HELL have you been?"
"Ron I am sure she has a good explanation, after all she is a big girl and can take care of herself."
"Take care of herself? TAKE CARE OF HERSELF?! DO YOU KNOW WHAT TIME IT IS?! MY LITTLE SISTER WAS MISSING SINCE BREAKFAST AND SHE DOESN'T COME TO ANY MEALS! THAT'S WHAT YOU CALL TAKING CARE OF HERSELF?"
"Ron lower your voice, before you wake up the whole school." Hermione hissed in a dangerously low voice.
"I WILL NOT SHUT UP! SHE WAS WITH SOMEONE! I KNOW IT! I WILL KILL THE BLOODY BASTARD!"
Through Ron's little rampage Ginny merely stared and blinked before continuing up to her dorm. She heard a loud slapping noise and a now silent common room. If she would have been thinking clearly she would have realized Hermione slapped Ron.
Ginny would also have heard Harry in the background.
"His death really upset her."
"The question is why? And how? And what the hell happened to Malfoy?"
"If he put one bloody hand on my sister, he will pay."
Hermione clapped her hands slightly. "Time to investigate. Meet me in the library tomorrow morning! We have a mystery on our hands."
The terrific trio dispersed for a few hours of sleep. Tomorrow was going to be a long day. Ginny's strange behavior and Malfoy's mysterious death was going to take some time and hard work to figure out.
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Ginny trudged up the stairs and into the sixth year's dormitories, not caring if she woke up any of her dorm mates. They were all a bunch of bitchs anyway. Why care about them? They didn't care about her. They didn't care about Draco.
Her body went limp as she fell into bed, full clothed.
"Why bother taking off my clothes, I will just have to put them on in a few hours anyway," She muttered to
herself. A snort escaped her pale pink lips. "That sounds like something Draco would say..."
Thoughts of him that she had tried to block out for the past twelve hours came rushing back. Her petite body curled
into a fetal possession, and one again her body was racked with sobs.
Her dorm mates were going to be awfully cranky in the morning. Ginny deprived them of their beauty sleep, and the truth is, most of them needed it.
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To be continued...
Hopefully my ideas will keep coming, because I would hate to get writer's block right after I started. I hope that the next chapter will be out by next week. Until then.
~usagirl