Say It by Azusena

Rating: PG13
Genres: Romance, Action & Adventure
Relationships: Draco & Ginny
Book: Draco & Ginny, Books 1 - 4
Published: 22/06/2006
Last Updated: 24/06/2006
Status: In Progress

Draco and Ginny have been going out for a year, but Ginny wants more. She knows he cares about
her, but will he be able to tell her before it's too late?




1. I Need to Hear you Say It
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Say It

A/N: I hope you guys like this I'll be posting the second chapter tomorrow or maybe even
today if I get enough reviews. Thanks to my beta Trutonks for everything and thanks to all those
who have reviewed my other stories and who review this one.

He pushed her up against the wall in an effort to get close to her, his
hands went to the bottom of her shirt and slid under it touching her flat stomach with his rough
calloused hands. She tensed and he pulled away quickly. He didn't want to scare her again. Her
eyes were wide, looking into his own, and he thought he might have seen a flicker of fear in them
before it was gone just as quickly as it had come.

“I'm sorry,” he blurted out.

“No, it's O.K., it's my fault. I knew it was too good to be true.”

“What are you talking about?” he asked running a hand through his hair.

“I thought you might be satisfied with this for awhile.” She answered
looking down at her hands.

“I just,” he stopped unsure of what to say. “We don't have to do anything. I just wanted to
touch you. I get caught up in the moment.”

“No, it's not that,” she said, “I just can't, not with you…”

“What's wrong with me, I didn't think you cared about all that. You were the one that
started this whole thing.” He said in an angry tone getting defensive.

“No that came out wrong,” she said quickly walking over to a chair that was near them and sitting
down. “It's just I thought you might have feelings for me. I thought maybe I was different than
all those others girls. I thought that maybe you might want something more than just sex.”

He turned around, walking away from her, an indecipherable expression on his face, and then he
turned to look at her.

“I don't know what you want me to say!” He yelled, running his hands
through his hair again and again and trying not to pull it out in frustration. They had discussed
this before, not under the same circumstances, of course. He didn't know what she wanted him to
say.

A lone tear escaped from her eye and ran down her cheek. He turned away from her, hating that he
was the reason for her pain. “We've been together for more than a year. Where is this
relationship going?” She asked him, not daring to look up.

“I care about you.” He said finally looking towards her.

“That's not enough. I need you to say it.” She said in desperation as more tears ran down her
face.

“I… I can't.” he said.

“Then you don't love me,” she said in a cold tone, then stood and walked out of the room.

He turned and punched the window he'd been standing by. Tears of frustration and pain came to
his eyes as he brought his hand away from the shattered window, bloody and cut allover.

“Why can't I say it?” he yelled.

She slapped her hand to her mouth in an attempt to stifle a sob then slid to the floor beside the
door. He wouldn't be leaving for a while she knew. She couldn't bear the thought that she
was putting him through all this, but she needed to hear him say it, she needed to know.

She heard him mutter a cleaning charm as she stood up and ran down the stairs.

He healed his hand then walked the opposite way, mulling over their encounter, and trying to figure
out a way to make it up to her, cursing under his breath.

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2. untitled
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**A/N**: Here's the second chapter as promised thanks to Trutonks for her help and thank
you so much to all those who reviewed the first chapter!

Over the next few weeks they must have passed each other hundreds of times. Ginny wouldn't
talk to him when he confronted her, and ever since their last meeting she had avoided all the empty
class room they used when they meet in.

Draco couldn't sleep. He'd toss and turn every night, falling asleep for only an hour or
two each night before he gave up and jumped out of bed to finish the homework he had neglected the
night before. He would fall asleep in class all the time, losing house points along the way.
Professor Snape, who had taken him into his office countless times, would read him the riot act.
Only Ginny and a few of his close friends noticed though, and only she and his best friend Blaise
Zambini knew why.

She hated doing this to him. She knew he cared deeply about her, but
he'd never said he loved her.

She needed to hear it. She needed to know it wasn't just her looks, it wasn't just lust.
She knew he went to their meeting place every night, even though she had neglected to show up. She
knew he'd sit there in the dark silent room thinking and wishing things would just go right for
once. She even knew that he wanted to get over her, but couldn't. Just the other day Blaise had
confronted her in the hallway and told her so, but she couldn't be with someone that just liked
her for her body.

She didn't want to be the pretty red-haired Gryffindor to him, just like she didn't want to
be known as one of the Weasleys, or the girl that had a crush on Harry Potter, or her personal
favorite, that pathetic little girl that Harry Potter rescued from the Chamber of Secrets.

She just wanted to be Ginny, or Gin, and without him saying anything she had no idea if he even
liked her for who she was.

She didn't want to be with someone that didn't love her like she loved him.

On the other side of the castle, Draco sighed running his fingers through his hair, now drenched
with sweat from the vigorous workout he'd just put himself through. He headed to the locker
room and took a shower quickly. Not bothering to show up to dinner, he went and sat in
'their' room. The room they had first really talked in, a little more than a year before.
She had talked out of turn in Snape's class and gotten a detention. Since Professor Snape
couldn't make it, Draco, had overseen her detention. It
used to be filled with extra supplies that Ginny had had to organize.

Draco smiled slightly as he remembered how that detention had ended with Ginny on top of a pile of
old books and him standing in front of her snogging her brains out. The smile slid off his face as
he remembered why he was all alone in their room now. If only Ginny would understand, he'd
never been shown love when he was a child, he didn't know how to show it now.

Draco continued to come to their room every night. He had been sitting on a small stool in the room
when an eagle owl soared in. Draco looked up immediately and identified it as his father's. He
frowned and held out his arm wondering what his awful father wanted him to do now.

*Draco,
I have spoken to the Dark Lord and he expects* *you to become a Death Eater at* *the end
of this month. I expect you home for th**e winter holidays this year* *to prepare. If you
don**'**t* *come, I**'**m sure I* *could find some way to
persuade* *you.

Lucius*

Draco sighed and shook his head, knowing that he would indeed have to go. If not, then Lucius, as
he had taken to calling him now, would hurt his mother. He said that he had to be there for the
winter holidays -- they were leaving tomorrow. He thought of Ginny and sighed. 'We'll never
be together,' he thought. His eyes coming down to rest on the floor as salty tears dripped off
of his cheeks. He got up quickly and left just narrowly missing
a confused Ginny Weasley, who had just enough time to hide behind a statue before he walked passed
her towards the Slytherin common room.

The next day, Draco was packed and ready to go. All he had to do was talk to Ginny. He wasn't
afraid anymore. He had nothing to lose.

He found her in the hallway walking towards the library with Granger, Potter, and her brother. It
didn't seem right to call him Weasley anymore when his younger sister was a Weasley as
well.

She tried to walk passed him but he grabbed her arm. Potter and her brother turned ready to defend
her but she held them off signaling that she could handle herself.

She tore her arm away from his grasp. And started walking down the stairs, he grabbed her again,
not letting go. Harry and Ron started, she again stopped them.

“I need to talk to you,” he said softly, “please.”

She stopped at the 'please,' seeming to consider it before asking them to go ahead with out
her. When they were alone, Draco sighed and let all his emotional barriers drop, “I'm leaving
and I probably won't be coming back,” he said quietly then checking around to make sure no one
was around he continued, “Lucius wants me to become a Death Eater and if I don't he'll hurt
my mother. I have to go, Gin. I'll miss you. I just didn't want to leave without telling
you that I care about you.”


He looked up to see her eyes into her chocolate brown eyes and smiled a grim sort of smile then
kissed her quickly on the lips. He pulled away quickly and walked swiftly towards the doors leading
out to the Hogwarts Grounds.

He heard her call out to him and run after him, but by then he had stepped out
into the grounds and had run to the gate. Pulling it open quickly, he grabbed his wand, and taking
one last look at his love running towards him, he then apparated into Malfoy Manor.

He turned around to see his father with five or six death eaters behind him and only had time to
stupefy one before they were upon him, stupefying him in turn and quickly dragging his limp body
into to the dungeons.

Draco woke up hours later with a groan fingering the large bump on his head that had most likely
formed when he was dragged down into the dungeon. He looked over to see his father in the corner
watching him with his soul-less eyes. Lucius was dressed in his death eater robes and Draco
immediately scooted back away from the imposing figure.

“You shouldn't have betrayed me,” his father said, finally pushing away from the wall to walk
towards him.

“I don't know what you're talking about.” Draco said proudly. If he was going down he
wasn't going to beg for mercy. He knew he would receive none anyway.

“Oh, I do believe you do know, Draco.” said Lucius, coming to a stop before him, “And both you and
that muggle loving whore are going to pay for your mistake.”

Draco's eyes widened. “Don't you dare hurt Ginny,” he said in a harsh voice, but Lucius
could hear the fear in it and he smiled.

“I don't believe you're in any position to stop me,” he said raising his wand and training
it on Draco's still form, “Crucio!”

Draco's body convulsed from the pain as he screamed. Lucius just laughed.

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