Title Lune Soleil
Author: Samantha Riddle aka Slytherish
Rating: PG-13
Disclaimer: This story is based on characters and situations created and owned by J.K. Rowling, various publishers including but not limited to Bloomsbury Books, Scholastic Books and Raincoast Books, and Warner Bros., Inc. No money is being made and no copyright or trademark infringement is intended. Oh, and it has some Order of the Phoenix Spoilers.
Summary: Ginny Weasley has always been stereotyped as the youngest, innocent Weasley. No one in her family seems to understand her, and she secretly wishes for her chance to show them the truth. When she's captured by Death Eaters, her new backbone is put to the test. Why does Lord Voldemort want her? What does it have to do with her first year at Hogwarts?
Meanwhile Draco Malfoy is asked to gain Ginny's trust and watch her in between her 'lessons' with Lord Voldemort. When he's not frustrating himself with thoughts of Ginny, who is the only girl who manages to make him speechless, Draco is worried about his now broken family. Determined to make sure his mother is happy, Draco must turn against his father.
But what happens when an love forms between them, and suddenly the most important issue at hand is how can they stay together forever? Will Draco break away from Voldemort? Will Ginny turn on her family?
Notes: Okay, I'm warning you now. This is an odd chapter. I've never exactly done romance before. ^.^ And I think I went really fast and threw in a lot of odd things that probably don't make any sense. But that's okay because I also put in some foreshadowing and stuff. This is more of a bridge chapter because I needed to set the stage for the next chapter. But yes this chapter sucks. I'm sorry. :( Its also rather short, and I'm sorry. I promise I'll make a new chapter sometime tomorrow or Friday to make up for it.
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Chapter Eleven:
Ginny had felt many emotions during her time as a prisoner. There had been moments when she had stared up at the ceiling of that bedroom in Voldemort's castle and wished for death. Anger, grief, fear, worry... these were all feelings that had taken over here during the last few days. But absolutely nothing could have prepared her for this moment.
He kissed her.
Maybe it was because she was starting to warm up to him. Maybe it was because she knew that he wasn't Lucius. Or Maybe it was because he really was so irresistibly handsome. She didn't know at all, but those few seconds in which his lips touched her own were the most completely confusing seconds of her life.
He smelled like leather and cinnamon. His hand, which gently touched her cheek as he pulled away only millimeters from her lips, was smooth and gentle. His dazzling gray eyes were like sparkling stars in the sky. He moved in to kiss her again.
Her stomach tightened and as his lips brushed across her own again, it flipped over. She stood there helplessly, confused as to what to do and scared about how she was feeling. This was Draco Malfoy. He had just kissed her.
His kiss increased dramatically, passionately. She didn't know what she was doing, but she kissed him back... or she thought she did. Her stomach continued to flip, her hands shook, her head felt light. He tasted like smooth chocolate.
She didn't feel his arms wrap around her waste, and didn't remember putting her arms around his neck. Closing her eyes she fell into his kiss, taking complete advantage of the moment. He rose a level in passion, and Ginny felt weak. Nothing in the world mattered but his kiss...
"Draco!"
"Shit."
Ginny's eyes snapped open. Draco had pulled away, his arms still around her but loosely. She dropped her arms from his neck and looked into his eyes. They softened at her gaze, and then a smirk flashed across his face.
"Your not a bad kisser Weasley," He said quietly.
Ginny blushed scarlet, and for the first time she became aware that Draco's cheeks were flushed too. He let go of her altogether and turned, obviously to the voice that had called out his name. Fear rose up in her chest for the first time and then relaxed as she realized it was Narcissa.
"What are you two doing down there?" Narcissa demanded.
"Chatting," Draco replied smoothly starting to walk towards the stairs. He was smirking again. Ginny paused and then followed him. Narcissa looked at her carefully as she came into view. Ginny felt very embarrassed and let her eyes drop to the ground.
"She's supposed to be in her room. If your father finds her you know what he'll do to her," Narcissa told her son firmly.
"Oh I know," Draco moved past his mother, "But I felt as if ruining her innocence was more important."
Ginny felt tears well up in her eyes. For a brief second, she had actually believed that something had come from that passionate kiss. But just as with everything that had to do with Draco Malfoy, it was an act: a ploy. He was a disgusting pig who just wanted a kiss.
Not daring to look up, Ginny began to walk up the stairs pass Narcissa. The women quickly reached out and caught Ginny's arm stopping her. With much reluctance, she looked up into Narcissa's icy eyes. They were hard and unusually cold. Was it because of her argument with Lucius, or was there something more to it?
"I'll walk you to your room," Narcissa said briskly. Ginny didn't protest, and even looked over to see what Draco had to say about this and realized that he had already disappeared. For some reason she felt gloomy that he had.
Narcissa did not let go of Ginny's arm as they walked through the dark and shadowy hallways. The only light in the halls was from the windows and the moonlight that showed through them. Narcissa didn't speak at all, not until they had walked into Ginny's supposed bedroom and she had shut the door.
The room wasn't as dark as the hallways, a roaring fireplace keeping it warm and rather bright. Ginny sank onto her bed with a sigh, avoiding any eye contact with Draco's mother. She felt tired suddenly, and rather depressed. She could still taste Draco's lips on her own. Again, tears sparkled in her eyes. Blinking them away, she finally looked up at Narcissa.
The woman's eyes weren't as hard as they had been before, but they were looking over Ginny as though judging her. It reminded Ginny of a muggle x-ray that Hermione had told her about. At the same moment, Ginny wondered how she even remembered what Hermione had told her. All that had seemed so far away....
"I know what you were doing," Narcissa said rather simply. Ginny didn't say anything, she didn't know what to. She just stared up at Narcissa Malfoy, doing her best not to look guilty or upset. "No matter what Draco now believes, he is Lucius's son and he has the same way with women. I wouldn't take that kiss so personally. There isn't a girl in Slytherin house who hasn't felt his lips."
Ginny was so shocked, her mouth opened slightly. That was not the sort of thing she had expected to hear from his own mother! It confirmed Ginny's believe that the kiss had not meant a thing, but almost made her very sorry for Draco that his own mother thought he was a player.
"Next time he does it, slap him."
Incredulously Ginny responded, "What if it wasn't like that? What if he did mean something?"
"Don't be stupid girl," Narcissa said impatiently. "Don't give yourself false hope. He was raised to believe people like you are scum by his father. He won't give that up so easily."
Annoyed, Ginny didn't answer. Maybe Narcissa wasn't really as nice as she had thought. Or at least, not after she had been around Lucius. Narcissa sighed and glanced out the window as if trying to make her mind up on something.
"Has your mother ever spoken to you about boys, Virginia?"
"No, she never thought I was old enough," Ginny admitted shocked.
"Then I better do it because chances are you won't see her again."
Ginny felt slightly nauseous. She would see her mother again, and she told herself that as firmly as she could. All those times she had been alone in that room she had forced herself to believe that as soon as the Order could, they would get her back. And that Harry would win and Ginny would be allowed to finally go free. Sometimes it was hard to hold that hope, but Ginny did it anyway.
"When a boy kisses you, without your consent, you have every right to hit him or in extreme cases knee him in the groin. Its simple defense, and you'd do best to learn it. Boys are pigs and most of them just want to touch you. Your a beautiful girl and you're around Death Eaters. Trust me, if you don't know how to knee in the groin you'll get raped."
Ginny felt faint.
"My very own sister finds it necessary to show every bit of skin on her... or she did when she was younger. Don't do that Virginia, because you'll just gain attention to yourself. And never, never make the mistake I did."
"What was that?" Ginny asked hoarsely.
"Don't have sex at sixteen and end up with a baby and a marriage to a monster."
"Sixteen?" Ginny breathed, "But Draco's not old enough..."
"I never said Draco," Narcissa snapped. Very curious now, Ginny cautiously went on.
"Then Draco has a sibling?" Ginny whispered.
"Had," Narcissa corrected sharply, "I killed him in a savage attempt to get out of what I did but it was too late." Ginny's eyes widened in horror. Narcissa was just as evil as she had originally thought she was. Quickly looking away, Ginny did not ask another question.
She didn't have to, because just then Draco slipped into the room. Ignoring the flip flop of her stomach, Ginny glanced up at him. He was looking at his mother very boredly as if he wished he hadn't walked into the room. She felt almost angry with him for having that look on his face. He was so annoying!
"Professor Snape is downstairs mother, he wants a word."
Ginny's stomach flip flopped again.
Narcissa suddenly looked flushed and excused herself very quickly, leaving both Ginny and Draco alone in the room. Draco gazed after his mother with a amused expression on his face. That was when it hit Ginny. Snape was here. Professor Snape. The spy. The Order. Home.
She leapt up, completely forgetting about Draco's presence. He looked over at her curiously, but she ignored him. Before she had feelings that trying to escape would be disastrous, and that staying would open her more doors. But she didn't have any of those feelings now. This was her one chance.
She moved towards the door before she knew what she was doing. So what if she didn't have a wand. Draco the pig wouldn't be too hard to get rid of would he? At the very thought of him she felt rather odd. It was probably because she still wasn't over his kiss and the false idea that he had actually felt something more then arrogance. At least thats what she told herself.
"What do you think your doing?" He demanded.
"Fuck off, Malfoy," Ginny snarled, suddenly angry with him.
"Wow Ginny, where did that come from?"
He was suddenly behind her and gently put his arms around her waste. Remembering what Narcissa said, and Draco's smirk from earlier she spun around, pulling herself free and slapped him across the face. He staggered, shocked.
"Don't touch me!"
"You didn't have a problem with it before," Draco noted touching his face.
"Well thats because I was stupid enough to believe you!" Ginny said hotly.
"Believe me? What the hell are you talking about?" He looked half confused, half angry.
Ginny didn't answer, she didn't really know what she was talking about either. Her stomach flipped over again and she felt like screaming. She didn't know what was wrong with her. Maybe it was her dinner... maybe it was food poisoning.
Or maybe its love.
Suddenly dizzy, Ginny reached out for the door handle again. Where were these ridiculous thoughts coming from anyway? It was absurd... stupid. Was it though? Yes, she told herself angrily, yes its stupid! She tried to get a hold over herself.
"And where do you think your going?" Draco asked.
"Go to hell!" Ginny yelled, turning her head to glare at him over her shoulder and walking out of the room. Suddenly Draco's eyes widened with surprise and Ginny found out why seconds later when she collided with someone who had been standing in the doorway about to walk in himself.
It really was one of those days when emotion was running high. She had gone from angry to fearing for her life so quickly she stumbled backwards and landed on her bottom. Lucius Malfoy was towering above her.
He looked infuriated for some reason, and worst of all it was all directed at her. His black robes bellowing behind him, he moved forward and helped Ginny to her feet -by her hair- and then viciously shook her until she felt like throwing up.
"I was wondering where this had gotten to," Lucius said, "Narcissa tried to pamper you up? I'm afraid pampering is over."
The words stumbled out of her mouth before she could stop them. "Oh don't deny me because your jealous she doesn't pamper you anymore."
The floor was very hard, Ginny realized a few moments later when she found herself thrown across the room as if she was a rag doll. She had hit her head particularly hard, and felt as if she was about to pass out. Struggling to remain conscious she tried to sit up and found that only made matters worse.
But that was nothing compared to what she heard next.
"Leave her alone."
But it wasn't Draco. It was Snape.