Title: War What Is It Good For
Author: Karnikiss
Rating: R
Category: Drama, Angst, Romance
Disclaimer: I don't own anything. You think if I did then 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:***I'm sorry that I upset everyone. I didn't mean to make anyone upset or cry. Things have to happen for a reason. Please don't drop the story. Please!!! Anyway...I didn't know you had a story up Rainpuddle. Tangled Web is the best. Literally! I love the tension between Ginny and Pansy. The fight was absolutely the best. Definitely my favorite story right now! Check it out at fanfiction.net.***
~Voldermort's Love Slave~
"You made her leave!"
Casey really didn't mean those words. She was still upset about Grey and now knowing the only person she could completely confide in is now gone the words slipped out. The instant Draco's face dropped even more she had wanted to take them away. Couldn't she use a quick memory charm? Maybe on both of them. Something...anything to take the misery and anguish from his face.
He couldn't look at her. Anywhere but her his eyes focused on. Everyone knows it's his fault. Most of them he doesn't care about. This young woman though with her hurt blue eyes and choked emotional voice is ripping his heart out.
If he had thought it was bad enough to see Ginny and have her leave this was probably right up there. Ginny is the only person she trusts and confides in. Now he's taken her and that away from her. It's bad enough that she is gone but even worse that no one knows where she is.
"Calm down Casey," Jocelyn ordered. "She's just a Weasley."
Jocelyn screamed as she was knocked down to the ground in an instant. Draco had his wand out but not nearly in enough time. Casey's fist were balled and clenched at her side but still was beaten to the punch. Both of the bewildered people looked up at the blonde with his chest rising and falling quickly. At his side he had already red swollen knuckles.
"I'm sorry," he breathed. He knows it' not right to hit a female. Even if they deserve it it's still not right. Yet when he saw the look on both Draco and Casey's face he couldn't hold it back.
"It's alright," Casey said in a small voice. She approached him and gently took his large swelling hand into her own two.
"I'm not about to complain," Draco muttered still staring down at the unconscious woman.
"Come on." Grey stared at the woman who was tugging on his hand. He didn't think she would want to talk to him again after he blew up and threatened her. Now though she's here and seems to want to speak to him alone. Throwing one more glance at the woman and then Draco he obediently followed her out.
"This has blown way out of proportion." Hermione nodded her head against Harry's shoulder. He has her wrapped in his arms them both lying back on his bed.
"I'm so glad that we didn't play games. I couldn't have made it this far without you Harry." He tightened his arms around her and ran one of his hands in tiny circles on the small of her back.
"Me neither Mione." She pressed her face against his neck and dropped a kiss.
"You think they'll give her the mark?" Harry squeezed his eyes shut and didn't want to think about it. A Weasley with a dark mark on her arm. The thought was as unbelievable as Hermione becoming Voldermort's love slave. Neither should happen but one may.
"She's in the camp. Technically she is one of them. I don't see them allowing her to take a pass."
"I don't know what to do anymore. Everyone looks at me as if I change it. I can't stand it Harry. Ron, Casey, and poor Draco look at me with broken hearts. I can't do anything!" Harry squeezed her to him reassuringly and pressed a kiss to her temple.
"Sh, I know. Don't blame yourself. Contrary to popular belief you can't fix everything Mrs. Potter."
"Harry," she cried quickly detangling herself from his arms and clamping a hand over his mouth. "The walls have ears!" He rolled his eyes back.
"I don't want to keep it a secret anymore Mione. I love you and I'm happy that you're my wife."
"Wait until the war is over," she advised softly. "Then I can wear my rings."
Harry didn't very much like that idea but nodded nevertheless. In brief instances he thinks that she's ashamed of him and that's why she doesn't want anyone to know. Those times coming from being a lost little boy living in the cupboard under the stairs with no one to love him or even to talk to.
He smiled weakly as he pulled the small silver chain out from underneath her shirt. There one the simple chain held the two rings he had given her. Soon but not soon enough she'll have them on her finger where they're meant to be.
"Guess I better beat Voldermort soon then."
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She chewed on her bottom lip not sure if she wanted this or if it was because she needed it. Bentley was working on the buttons of her shirt silently asking for permission. If she does this and they become, again, what they were once before then she'll look the part she's going for. Not only are they about to be a couple again, but she's being evil.
Dumbledore wasn't very enthused to allow her to do this. She had wanted to be put in another camp. One that was low and Draco would never find her. Then she remembered a while ago about them needing a spy, so to speak. She jumped to it after she found Draco in bed with Jocelyn.
Not that it would look too suspicious that she went to join Bentley. It's more than obvious the man is still in love with her. Even if she tries to avoid the thought and push it to the far back corners of her head she knows her feelings for him are still there as well. Maybe not as intense and pure as they used to be but nevertheless they still exist.
"It's okay Gin," he whispered. His fingers stilled on one of the lower buttons and his eyes wouldn't meet hers. "We don't have to right now. I know what he did to you." She placed her hand over his. They were trembling.
"All the men in my life have hurt me Bentley. Why should it make any difference now?" He frowned at her but it was quickly washed away. Her lips pressed urgently against his making him tremble even more.
Ginny Weasley has been everything to him since he set foot inside her camp. She's brilliant, funny, and so damn sexy. He was instantly attracted and amazed that she flirted back with him. Seeing Draco look at Ginny when he was still new he had thought there was something going on between them. When it was more than obvious it had been one sided he went for it. It was just a shame she had wanted to stay on the wrong side.
"I didn't mean to hurt you. You know I still love you. You're my Gin." She hated that he had pulled his mouth away from hers. Talking is more times than not overrated. So is the whole love thing. She doesn't believe in it any longer. Lust, sure, but not love.
"Just shut up Bent," she muttered as she crashed her lips against his. Earlier his hands had moved slow but now he has to follow her intensity. It was fast, passionate, and even a little painful. Of course in his somewhat twisted mind pain is pleasure.
Draco was surrounded by people yet alone. He had so many healers in his camp he could barely move through the throng of people. It was mostly woman but a few men as well here. Dumbledore have sent them to take the place that is now open. Casey knows enough, but she still needs direction and learning before she can be sent off in the fields.
Looking around at the woman shamelessly flirting with him he was detesting the old wizard. He doesn't even want to pick for their skills and abilities. Without even caring about the important things he's going to either pick an old witch or another wizard. He doesn't need anymore drama and conflicts. Casey looks about ready to scratch all of this shameless woman's eyes out.
"Welcome," he said shaking the young man's hand. "Parker is it?" The guy nodded.
"Yes sir. Parker Thompson." Draco nodded and was certainly a bit happier that his camp was nearly empty of candidates. He's chosen his new healer and that was that.
"Well it's pretty much self explanatory. Just stay here and come when you're called." He stood and stretched. His body felt tight and achy. "Oh and don't forget Casey."
"Casey?"
"Yeah she's," he started but right on cue the young woman walked through the door. "Casey, meet Parker the new healer."
"No," she said firmly her eyes focused on the chestnut haired man standing across from Draco.
"No?"
"What the hell do you think you're doing here Parker?"
"I came to be the healer."
"Like hell! You knew that I was here. I told you to stay away from me. I hate you!" Without another word she spun on her heels and left the tent again.
Draco groaned and fell back into his seat running a hand through his already dishevel hair. Damn it, he grumbled to himself. This is bullshit! I lose Ginny and then I try to get someone to cover her position and not have any conflicts. Then I get an obvious mess starting.
"Parker I-"
"Sir," he interrupted. "It's not as bad as she makes it seem. All I have to do is apologize. A little argument from school. You know how women love to hold grudges." Draco had to admit that was at least true.
"You have a week. If things aren't worked out then I'm afraid I'll have to replace you." Parker nodded.
"I understand but it will be fixed."
Grey's jaw ticked as he watched the close proximity of the new healer and Casey. She has forgiven him now, but they're far from being anything more than friends. Still he can read her body language, and she is not happy at all. Grey fought back the urge to just punch the guy as he approached.
"What is with you guys and not listening?!"
"I know women and I know that what they say and mean is two different things." That almost pushed Grey over the edge. Still he grabbed Casey's wrist stopping her from knocking out the new guy.
"I don't think that was appreciated Thompson." He raised his eyebrow at the blonde.
"And who are you?" Grey went to open his mouth and answer but Casey beat him to it. He almost stared down at her in shock.
"He's my boyfriend." Boyfriend?
"You two look more like brother and sister," he shot back with a smirk. Casey glared at him as she backed up placing herself leaning against Grey's chest.
"Oh that cut real deep." The two silently glared at each other. The tension was more than thick and Grey was feeling very protective of her. He wrapped an arm around her waist and shot a glare of his own.
Both of the men were alike in only that they were both over six foot tall. Grey is blonde and Parker has dark brown hair. They both look more than good enough to eat. Only Grey is more than looks.
He looks just like the guys she used to be attracted to and Parker is. The bad boys had been her undoing back in school. Parker fit the bill perfectly, and she went well with him. The bad boy and the bad girl. The downside of it was that he wasn't capable of certain emotions. He wants to own and not get involved in anything more than lust and ownership. Parker had owned Casey in every meaning of the word. She was always in his bed, on his arm, and taking blame for the things he would do.
"It won't last," he promised. "Once he finds out what kind of whore you are he'll move on."
"Been there and done that. By the way...not to shrink your ego, or anything that can't really afford it, but Grey is more than a step up. You know what I mean don't you? I'm not going to have to spell it out. Grey being a better lover and all."
That had been a blow to him personally, and he took it as a vicious shot. Suddenly he reached out to grab her, but Grey pulled her back just in time. Parker's jaw ticked as Casey was pushed behind the tall blonde and was face to face with a man and not a female.
"Come on now Parker. More of a fair fight don't you think?"
"I don't want to fight you," he hissed.
"Oh but you want to fight Casey? At least get your wand out. Then it will be a bit more fair." Casey held onto Grey's arms from behind. She could feel his muscles tense up immediately while he dealt with her former lover.
"It's enough," she said suddenly tired. "Come on Grey." He hadn't wanted to leave it but she had sounded so small and lost. Nodding with one more glare at his new enemy he turned and put an arm around her shoulder. She easily sunk into his side and walked back together to her tent holding on to each other.
"You know," she said in a whisper outside her tent. "You wouldn't be such a bad boyfriend." He smiled and taking a chance leaned forward and dropped a kiss on her forehead. She smiled at the sweet gesture.
"You're not bad girlfriend material either," he teased softly.
Seeing Parker and her interact he was beginning to understand her more. Slowly more pieces are going to come together. She is going to be and help him along with them too. The small smile on her lips and the soft kiss she pressed to his mouth proved it.
***This certainly wasn't my favorite chapter. Nothing much happen...that I liked. The story will have a few more chapters and then we'll be done. Don't worry though because I'm working on two other ones as we speak and not saying yes or no but possibly a sequel to this one. Even though she dies...well R/R Please. It will be much obliged. Karnikiss.***