Title: War What Is It Good For
Author: Karnikiss
Rating: R
Category: Drama, Angst, Romance
Disclaimer: You think if I owned any of this I would be posting it here instead of publishing it where I could make some form of money?! I do own random characters.
A/N: **Just a little warning or maybe like a heads up here. I'm quitting this story. No! Just kidding! Sorry. Now in this chapter there is an "intimate" scene between two characters. There is noises but no vulgar or graphic description. Maybe one thing but it's not too bad. Anyway that's all I wanted to say. I'm not sure how long this story is going to be I think we're going to come to the end...eventually. Yeah eventually...just as long as it doesn't start to drag.***
"Give the boy a break," Ginny whispered and jabbed Casey in the ribs.
Still the blond woman kept her focus steadied forward and definitely not on the hurt looking boy. She's been trying not to notice the injured little boy face he's been wearing. Not that she should care. All she needs is Ginny, and she's not going anywhere. A guy would just complicate her life and it's bad enough already.
"You're one to talk," she shot back. Ginny flinched and brought her eyes down.
"That wasn't fair. Our situations are completely different. You don't understand." Ginny quickly pushed herself away from the spot next to Casey and walked off.
The girl groaned in frustration and squeezed her eyes shut. Hurting Ginny and making her upset is the last thing she wants to do. Especially with all the tension everyone is dealing with. Word about Ginny's death has leaked out and everyone is nervous and timid around her. She still doesn't seem to believe in it but divination is almost an acquired taste.
"Dammit," she muttered and went to follow the redhead. Bumping into someone's chest and nearly falling back put a temporally hold on her plans. She raised her blue eyes and looked up into clear grey ones.
"Grey please," she whispered and looked away from them. "I need to get Ginny."
"What did I do?" he asked quickly. "I mean I wasn't psychotic and came on too strong did I?" She shook her head.
"No, it's just...look I really have to go." He raised an eyebrow at her still maintaining his tight hold on her around her waist.
"To run away from me again?" She didn't appreciate that. Setting her jaw she met his piercing eyes again with a not so happy look on her face.
"That was uncalled for. You have no idea Grey and there is no way I would ever share why. God," she cried and ripped herself free from his firm hold. "You are truly the definition of a Malfoy. Could you get any more conceited and full of your damn self?! Just because you may show some interest in me for your own secretive reasons doesn't mean I have to trip all over myself to return them!"
"It's not like that, and I'm not like that either Casey." Still she placed her palms on his chest and shoved him back.
"Find your own tent Malfoy and stay away from mine. That's an order! If you don't listen don't make me go to Ginny or Draco." He stepped back a safe distance with his mind reeling. What in the hell has he done to upset her to this extent? She is seething mad!
"Sorry," he replied holding his hands up in surrender. He'd throw her a white flag and fall down on his knees begging for forgiveness if that meant she would listen.
"Just-just stay away!"
"Grey?" Draco called sliding beside the gaping cousin. "What the hell did you just do?"
"I have no idea. She hates me, and I don't have a clue as to why."
"Well then what did you say? You know how women get sometimes." Draco sighed. "You didn't say anything stupid did you? The last thing you want to do is ruin this." Grey groaned and without saying another word brushed past Draco bumping his shoulder.
"Thanks for the encouragement," he mumbled under his breath.
Ginny has enough with all the whispering behind her back. She can't walk in silence even in the dead of night, when she's restless and trying to walk it off, she hears them. It's not taunts or anything sour of the sort. No, it had to be pity. The one thing she could never stand. People are pitying her because of a lame "vision" Jocelyn has had. Not that she's accusing Dumbledore of being a bad judge in character but could have picked a bigger flake?!
Now it is the time she's been dreading along with taking the most opportune moment to do. She needs to confront Draco about all of this. Before she just thought he was been somewhat protective because of what his father had done. Then when the information leaked out it became obvious to what was going on. If she thought the pity from the other people is bad then there are no words to describe what she feels about Draco's overprotectiveness. He's like a mother bird that her talons in the baby bird never allowing it to leave the nest. Heaven forbid she has to go anywhere or gets called away. Draco would just have to tow along.
"Draco?" Ginny called eyeing the people standing around him. He whispered a few words and they left without questioning him. Turning to her he smiled and crossed his arms over his chest.
"What can I do for you Virginia?"
"We need to talk." His smiled dropped a little. She could have sworn he looked uneasy about it.
"That's never something a guy likes to hear."
"You're not a guy." He raised an eyebrow at her. Most certainly he is a guy. He knows from personal knowledge. "Right now you are my commander."
"I thought we were done with these pretenses. We both know you could do my job." She nearly let out a smug smile at the compliment. Instead she nodded shortly.
"But I'm still only the second, and I want to be treated on a professional level."
"What are you talking about Virginia?" he asked shaking his head.
"I-I don't want you to be looming over me all the time. I'm more than capable of taking care of myself. It's suffocating!" At the exact second it came out of her mouth she wanted to take it back. His face showed exactly why. It was the pained boy expression that Grey has been wearing lately because of Casey.
"You think I'm suffocating you?" She didn't answer. He then held up his hands and took a few steps back to put more than just space between them.
"I'm not going to die Draco. I don't believe for a second what Jocelyn said she saw. I'd sooner believe Bentley and Harry are having an affair."
"Fine."
"Draco please. You don't look like you understand my side."
"Oh no," he sneered. "I understand exactly Weasley. I wouldn't want to smother you."
"Draco," she cried to his back. He was quickly off towards the exit of the camp. She could see the broom flying to his hands. During the war they've put wards up not allowing people to Disapparate.Still he hoped onto his broom and then after kicking off was off in a thin quick line just as he used to when he was a seeker.
"Fuck, shit, damn," she muttered under her breath as she turned to go wallow. Sulking has been done and through with. She's not sure if she wants to take it all back now. If he lightens up then she has accomplished what she had set out for but at the price of hurting him. That was most certainly a surprise. Knowing and actually seeing Draco hurt. That was new.
Draco walked into the tent and turned his head away from the couple. They were oblivious to his presence because the moaning and groaning continued. Setting his jaw in a tight line he crossed his arms and cleared his throat loudly. The woman on top cried out a name making Draco winced.
"Shit," he mumbled and turned body away from them. Jocelyn is with Bentley right now.
"Ohhh yes Ginny," Bentley hissed. "Ride me harder love!"
"Say it Draco," she hissed. "Say you love me!" Draco heard something that sounded like a slap and then a struggle. He didn't want to, but he turned back to see what was going down. Then again he wished he hadn't.
"God yes Draco," she screamed as Bentley pounded into her their positions switched. "Say it!"
"I love you! I love you Gin!"
Draco couldn't handle any more and walked back out of the tent to wait. It only took a few minutes before a decent looking Bentley came out. Draco waited until they were face to face before he slugged the guy in the face. Bentley went down hard holding onto his gushing nose.
"Jesus Draco," he cried. "I didn't think you had it hard for Jocelyn."
"Don't you ever say Ginny's name again," he hissed with clenched fists at his side.
"Oh come on now. Like you didn't pretend the same exact thing I did. Shit, I know you did. Gin may not have seen it but I did. You know I never really appreciated it when you were drooling all over her. She was mine! Not yours Draco."
"Malfoy," he corrected. Bentley stood and wiped his nose off with his hand and then cleaned it off on his shirt.
"I don't fuckin appreciate you coming into my camp nor did I really like the fact that you just punched me. Let's not forget you barging in on my little romp. So forgetting all of the above what do you want Malfoy?"
"I want to kill you." It was plain and simple and straight to the point. Still Bentley couldn't help but think there is more to it.
"That I've known almost directly after I set foot in your camp. What's new?"
"You think I'm joking?! I'm not even going to use my wand. Just wrap my fingers around your neck and squeeze until I can't see that fuckin smugness in your eyes." Draco moved quickly and did just what he had advertised. His fingers clutched around Bentley's throat. His thumbs pressed against the Adam apple watching it bob because of the gulping the former acquaintance was taking.
"You won, okay? She doesn't want me. Are you happy now? Isn't that what you wanted?"
"Listen Draco," he was somehow managing between fear of death and nearly no oxygen. "I'm not the one to blame that Ginny doesn't love you back."
"Love?" the sneering blonde snorted. "Who the hell said anything about love?!"
"Who do you think you're playing? I may be evil, but I'm not blind."
"I beg to differ."
"You can beg all you want but it's not going to change anyone's perception. Get over yourself Malfoy and just tell her. She'll warm up. Just hope it's before she dies."
Draco's hands tightened almost crushing Bentley's windpipe. The news has spread even farther than they thought. Obviously if the bad side knows the outcome isn't going to be easily reversed. He's not going to be able to protect Ginny like he thought he could.
"Malfoy," he gargled. "It's not going to be me. Not me." Draco's jaw ticked and his body shook from adrenaline but somehow he loosened his grip. Still holding onto him he waited for the dark haired man to catch his breath.
"Come on," he coughed. "You walked in on that. It's pretty obvious I still love her. The last thing I want is something bad to happen to her."
"Bad?! If she dies it'll be a lot worse than bad!" Bentley reached up and laid his hands over Dracos.
"I know you've never liked me, and I don't blame you. If I was in love with a woman for years and she started dating a guy that ends up being evil I wouldn't be too chummy with him either. But I can promise you that even if I fight on the other side from you that I would never hurt Gin."
"Why should I believe a promise made from you?"
"It's all you have. Besides what else do you have? Take it Malfoy because that's all I'm giving you. When the chance comes she'll be passed but not you. I will kill you." Draco released him and backed away as he fell to the ground struggling for oxygen greedily.
"Oh that doesn't scare me at all. It'll be fun."
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Draco paced back and forth across the tent making Grey dizzy from watching. The younger man was tempted to grab the older one and tie his feet to the floor. Then again he knows exactly what is going through his head. The Malfoy men aren't seeming to have much luck with the women right now.
"He promised me he won't touch her."
"Who's he?"
"Bentley. He promised and I think I believe him." Draco snorted and stopped to give Grey a piercing look. "The git thinks I'm in love." Grey shrugged.
"Well aren't you?" Draco looked shocked. His mouth hung open and somehow the tips of his ears turned red. If he saw the latter he would have offed himself immediately.
"Watch your tongue," he warned.
They sat in silence again for a few more minutes until Ginny stepped into the tent. Grey shot Draco a look that spoke more than words and scrambled out. Draco straightened up immediately and shoved his hands into his pockets trying not to look at the intruding redhead.
"Weasley what can I do you for?"
"Draco stop it. I didn't mean it like you took it." His eyes shifted to hers and pierced her brandy searching eyes. They held and made him feel so naked and vulnerable. Had she made Bentley feel that way too when she looked at him like this?
"Then how else was I supposed to take it? You gave and I took. End of discussion Weasley." She shook her head and approached him. He backed up quickly as if he was afraid of her being close.
"Dammit Draco I'm not going to hurt you." You already have, he thought and then wanted to kill wherever that thought came from. Instead he continued to back away until he hit the wall and was trapped. Between the wall and Ginny he was powerless. She took advantage of the situation and placed herself as close as she could without pressing herself against him.
"Ever heard of personal space? You've popped my bubble." The laughter that escaped her mouth couldn't be contained. He sounded like a pouting five year old that was traumatized by germs.
"Are we suffering from a little OCD Draco?" He dropped his eyes to the ground and grinded his teeth together making a god awful noise. It was most certainly driving the redhead up the wall.
"Fine you can be as childish as you want. Just answer me question, and I'll leave you alone."
"Fine," he hissed but wanted to wrap his arms around her and keep her against him forever.
"Why is it that you can go and visit Bentley? When I step foot inside his camp it's automatic dismissal."
"Obviously not automatic. You're still here." She shrugged.
"It helps when you sleep with the boss."
"What?! I never slept with you!" She backed away and threw him another shrug.
"Who said anything about the two of us? I was referring to you and Dumbledore. It may have even been Harry. He has more power than he knows how to deal with."
"I-you-that is wrong!"
"But it's okay for take my words out of context? Shit, Draco, I didn't like the overprotectiveness. I've had enough of that with all my damn brothers. Sure I appreciate you caring and watching out for me, but I also need space. Like I've been telling you I'm not going to die Draco."
"Would you?" he blurted out.
"Would I what?" she asked shaking her head.
"Just a what if situation but would you...you know...die for me Weasley?" She smiled and winked at him before answering and then turning and leaving his tent.
"The day I die for you is the day you love me. You'd have to call me Ginny too," she added over her shoulder.
Once she was gone he groaned out loud and stumbled to his bed where he fell face down. Burying his face into the pillow he could almost smell what is left from the fragrance of her hair there from the other night. Trying not to think about what she had just said made it even more prominent in his brain.
"Shit...I already do Gin."
***See nothing too bad right? Anyway there was a bit of Bentley and a dash of Jocelyn. Did you really think she could just be gone? Hello we all hate her! That means she's gold.
I love the reviews and as long as get them then you'll get more chapters. Even trade? Sorry that there was no kiss in the chapter where Ginny disappeared. If I allowed that to happen then what would I do without the sexual tension? The angst is good. Not as good if they were teenagers but then again that could be another story. Anyway...R/R...Thanks Karnikiss.***