“Go away” she shouted through the door, tears streaming from her brown eyes. She sat and cried, but the figure knocked again
“I told you to leave” she said wiping her tears, but it didn’t help out too well.
“I take it back! I didn’t mean for it to, hurt you” he said, waiting for her to open the door.
“Yes you did, you meant it, and it hurt me. I cannot believe you would do something like that” she said, not moving from in front of the door. She hit it, with her fist and slouched down, hiccupping in between whimpers.
“I seriously didn’t!” he said
“On the one day that was supposed to be my day! I couldn’t even have any of my family there! Then you insult me and my family, in front of everyone!” she sobbed into her knees.
“It was only my family, and that’s what they expected, and if I were to act any differently then they would have thought something was wrong.”
“You and your stupid excuses!” she wailed, “I wish I would have ran; I wish I wouldn’t have agreed to all of this. I wouldn’t have to stay here with you and run off with Harry, and then at least my family would know”
“Well Saint Potter isn’t here to save you, now come out and address your husband, besides our guests are waiting. Now come out with some class, weasel. Oh, no wait, you’re a Malfoy now. So come out and address your new husband with respect that he deserves” Draco sneered
Ginny opened the door, slightly, her eyes red from all of her crying. She stared at Draco and whimpered “For a boy who just called his own wife a squib you are talking in deep water”
Draco forced the door open, knocking Ginny down on the ground. He just grinned at her, and when she tried to get up he pushed her down to the floor again.
She didn’t try getting up again; she only just stayed on the cold floor. “I would have expected more out of you Weasley, especially since I knew you didn’t know how to write a poem, but you could have acted a little happier on your wedding day”
Ginny said nothing to him, so he went on “I wasn’t going to say anything, but I would have thought that potter would have taught you more how to kiss. I guess when you start kissing someone you start to kiss like them too” his grin widened as Ginny got even paler
“I wonder how Potter must feel, since you left him without any warning. To run off with me, which I can’t really blame you for but, not even your family has heard from you in weeks. You didn’t even say a word when you left, not even goodbye, they have no idea where you are. Even that you’re now a Malfoy, but I guess Potter owes you his life though. I would much rather have him dead, but this was also a good bargain” he whispered sweetly into her ear.
“You made me leave without saying anything! That’s why you made me leave in the middle of the night, and not even a note could be left out there. The only reason why you took that bet was because Pansy was already married and your family just wants to keep your scared name pureblood, even though you call us dirty blood because we hang out with nicer people than death eaters” she snarled
“Hey! Did I tell you that you could talk? I didn’t think so, and that granger must have given you some lip to talk with. You would have thought that, that dress would have made you happy but it just made you more moody. I guess I’ll just have to take it off of you” he grinned as she backed up on the floor.
There was a loud bang on the closed door and Narcissia yelled “DRACO! Get her out of there or I am coming in there and getting you to talk to your guests! They are getting anxious to cut your cake! If you don’t get her down here in 5 minutes I will hex her so hard it will hurt until next Christmas!”
“I am not going out there” she moaned, quietly
“You are and you will wear my mother’s dress proudly” he said straightening himself up.
Ginny looked down at the white dress, and twirled her finger through the fabric. It didn’t feel right, it never felt fully right, on her wedding day not to wear her own mother’s dress, not Narcissa's, she opened her mouth and said softly “I shouldn’t have worn this, it just isn’t right”
“It’s stunning! With you in it, it’s the second best thing to not having it on at all” he grinned
“But it’s not my dress, it’s a girl thing that you just wouldn’t understand” she said looking away from Malfoy
“Let me guess, you wanted to wear filthy mother’s dress that I can assure you would look atrocious. Let me tell you, it’s a good thing that we got you my mother’s even if we did have to hem it by a lot. She didn’t seem to mind, either way, this defiantly screams Malfoy. Besides your mother was in that dress and heaven knows that you can’t fit into that, good lord. I can’t imagine why anyone would want to wear that hideous looking dress, its absolutely horrifying. But remember marriage is all about giving up stuff that you love. You have to sacrifice more than me, but that’s understandable. I feel as if you are ungrateful to my offers, and should be begging at me knees in forgiveness” he said
“Don’t you dare say anything against my mother!” shouted Ginny angrily.
“The only thing that she was good at was popping out all of you Weasleys, and she could have done a lot better with your attitudes” he said, then all of the sudden, he was being tackled to the ground and we being hit in the stomach.
“GET OFF OF ME WEASLEY!” he bellowed
“Take it back! Take it back you dirty little bastard!” she kept on hitting him and then the next thing she knew there was a wand against he forehead. She stopped what she was doing, and got off of Draco.
“God Weasley, you have no self control at all, more than I can say that your little boyfriend had, well since you aren’t cooperating, we’ll just have to kill him like we originally planned, but you begged for another opportunity, and we gave you one. Since you’re not fallowing it, we have to take drastic measures” he said, his breathing was still irregular, but he was on top of her now.
Ginny tried to stay calm, but squeaked out “I’ll be good, I seriously will. Just don’t hurt Harry, don’t hurt him”
“I would have liked to, but you’re just too damn beautiful, Potter was lucky, when he had you. Now you’re mine, and he can’t have you” Draco sneered
Ginny let out a whimper as the wand slowly went gradually down, to where her heart was. Ginny was in total worry mode, but she only let out one tear drop from her eye.
Draco said “Buck up Weasley, you’re a Malfoy now, and Malfoy’s do not cry”
Ginny did everything in her power not to cry at that time, but she couldn’t help it. Draco just laughed at Ginny, and how weak he thought she was.
“You know what wonders you could do for the death eaters” snickered Draco
“I will never be a death eater, I would rather you kill me, right here and now” she said, her bottom lip quivering.
“Courage, but stupid, I wouldn’t kill my own wife, because then I would have to pay for you and act like I care.” He sneered
Ginny lay there, gasping for air, Draco was heavier than she expected, and she hadn’t eaten in a week or so, she wouldn’t eat with the Malfoys. One of the house elves used to bring her up food, but she had to have them stop before they got into trouble. Her lungs were caving in, and then her lips went purple. He was sitting right on her lungs, then he got right off her, but it was too late, she wasn’t responding.
“MOTHER!” Draco yelled through the door. In less than a minute Narcissa came into the room, and squealed out “What did you do Draco?! She was our last hope of any pureblood children”
“Mother, she isn’t dead, she just passed out or something” he said, in a worried tone.
“What were you thinking about doing anything?!” she shouted, and went on to give him directions “First we have to get her onto the bed. And help me Draco, my wand is in the kitchen”
Draco had Ginny gently fell onto the bed, which was in the room. “Now Draco, please, what in the earth were you doing?” she asked making him do numerous more incantations.
“Just threatening her, she was not behaving, no matter what I said” he said, his hand not completely still, more like shaking uncontrollably
“Draco! You don’t want to kill her! Not until we have her pureblood, and a boy! Our name needs to be carried on!” she said
“I know that, but she doesn’t! I didn’t mean for her to pass out!” he squeaked
“Well, I guess we’ll just have to wait until she gets up, and in the mean time, you are going to be keeping an eye on her, every 5 minutes come in here. You will be talking to your guests more though” she snarled and pulled him out by the ear. He never wanted the death eaters at the wedding, and they would raise their hands with objection. None of them mattered though; narcissa’s glare made them put their hands back down.

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“It’s been 5 weeks! How could we not find her in that time, we’ve searched all over Europe, and not anywhere.” Wailed Mrs. Weasley into her hands
“Mum, she’s fine, you know that” said George, trying to comfort his crying mother
“She would have wrote! She always writes back to us! She has never done this before!” She blew her nose into a handkerchief that Hermione handed to her
“Thank you dear” she said softly
“Do you think it would have happened because it was 2 weeks after… you know” asked Percy
“Perce! Don’t bring that up now” hissed George
“It’s fine honey, your father’s death is nothing to be afraid to say in front of me anymore. I don’t think that, his death had anything to do with Ginny leaving” she sniffled
“Well, she was so depressed in that time, and we all were but, she seemed to take it the hardest out of anyone of us” said Charlie, who was sitting next to George on the couch
A red headed man came down the stairs, not knowing what conversation he was really getting into. He moped around the house most days now, not doing a whole lot, but lots of time at the ministry, trying to track Ginny down. He had taken her leave the hardest, since he was closest in age, and the fact that they spent the most time together growing up.
“Hello Ron” said Hermione, making his presence known to the rest of the group.
He just kept on, and went into the kitchen. “He is still wallowing?” asked Charlie
“Yeah, he nearly fainted when we told him she wasn’t in her room, he keeps on arguing that she was taken, but it doesn’t seem like there was any struggle on her part. The fact that she didn’t leave a note is all he is going off of” said George quietly
“That’s all he has to hang onto, besides pictures, which he’s taken most of mine” said Percy
“He did? He has taken this the hardest, out of everyone, it didn’t help that it’s almost been 2 months” said George
“Well none of this is much help, especially not the right time” said Hermione, twirling her fingers around and around
Ron came back into the room, and everything went quiet. “Just because I enter the room doesn’t mean I couldn’t hear you before, I know you were talking about her just because of the look on your face”
“Oh Ron” Hermione said, sympathetically
“Forget it, I should have let it go” said Ron and he ran upstairs.

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Ginny slowly woke up as dawn was quickly approaching. The dress wasn’t on her anymore, but more comfortable pajamas. She looked at them, and they were very skimpy Slytherin apparel. She sighed, and turned over and jumped up, when she saw Draco on the other side of her.
“Hey, you’re finally awake, I was wondering when you would actually get up. I didn’t think that was going to be the way that I spent my first night married to someone.” Draco said
  In her head Ginny thought “and I didn’t think I was going to wake up next to a prat for the rest of my life, but I guess we were both wrong”
Ginny turned to her other side; she couldn’t believe her horrible fate. She felt his cold touch on her waist now. Slightly nervous she turned to face him and he pulled her in, close to him. His cold, gray eyes stare into her bright brown eyes, and he pulled her even closer, only inches separated them.
He leaned his head forward, slowly and without thinking about it much, he kissed her. She tried to pull away but he pulled her in closer, his arms around her small waist. What seemed like not long enough, they broke apart. “You catch on quickly, much better than before, I think that was the best kiss that I’ve actually every had.”
Ginny trembled slightly as his hands went from her waist, to her own hands. He played with her finger, his touch felt cold on her smooth hands. Her stomach did a twist when he tried to kiss her. The thing she did next, surprised them both, she leaned forward and their lips locked. After several many more of these. Ginny got out of bed horror struck, as Draco slowly drifted off to sleep.
“What would Harry think about all of this?” She wiped off her mouth and headed over to the dresser. Also to her dismay, when she opened the drawer, she found only Slytherin apparel. “It looks as if Salazar Slytherin threw up in here” she whispered to herself.
She finally chose a shirt that had the least amount of Slytherin on it, and her well fit jeans that she came with. The shirt was dark green and as she put it on she noticed it said Slytherin on the right shoulder. She thought to herself “If anyone saw me right now I would never hear the end of it”
She felt completely filthy, as if she had done something horribly wrong. Then he popped into her head, Harry, she felt even more sick. It was a gut wrenching pain whenever she were to ever think about him anymore. It was an unbearable, blinding pain, then it crossed her mind. What if Draco was right? They weren’t looking for her, and the “silly little” ideas in her head were actually “outrageous.” Hope was all she had to hold onto.
She heard a loud snore, coming from Draco. She slowly crept over and played with his hair, smiling. Her hand came up and slapped her across the face, “how could I be doing this, I am in love with Harry!” she thought to herself.
This odd feeling swept over her while she played with his hair; it was an indescribably, good feeling.
Her hand sided with Harry, her head with Draco, but where does Ginny’s heart lay?