Roses In the Moonlight (3/?)
By: Rosandra May
A/N- Before you read on, maybe I should explain a tiny bit before you become extremely confused and give up on me. (which some already did, I bet. lol) In R.K. Rowling's books, little is said about Ginny. In my mind, Ginny is a quiet, shy girl who is always daydreaming or at least, trying to escape from reality itself. ;) As for Draco being with Hermione in the same common room, I guess I just must have read way too many head boy/girl fics. The reason to that is they have their own quarters because of their position. Read on now. ^_^
In every place
And every time
I follow your path
And you follow mine
I run towards you
Yet you back away
I miss you, yet
You can't stay
A quiet place where souls are trapped, was where two lone figures met. A dark little room, for these dark tainted men, was where they discussed their plans for the future. An ebony dark table with two matching chairs, was where they sat now, drinking their tea. Several hovering spirits, crying silently in pain, is where our scene takes place...
"Have you carried out my orders yet?"
"Yes I have. I have all of them trusting me, including the Head Master and all the Professors. They are all fools."
The first man smiled in pleasure. "What of Potter?"
The other man snarled, "What of him? He is out of the picture now. Don't bother thinking about him. His hero days are over."
"I see... Are you sure no one suspects the change?" the man raised an eyebrow.
"Of course! I did as I was asked and they all believed that I have changed. It was rather simple."
Both relaxed a bit, sipping their tea and listening to the ghostly silence around them. The first man surveyed the other, a frown forming upon his face.
"You are hiding something." he said, a tinge of anger showing through his cool demeanor.
The other hesitated, "There was a incident involving Ginny Weasley. No one is sure what happened exactly, or the cause of it."
The man nodded his head, "And you are asking if it has to do with us, which it doesn't. You have gotten me interested. Find out what is happening with Miss Weasley."
"Yes. I must go now." stated the young man.
"Go on, before someone notices you aren't there." he waved his hand towards the door, all the while finishing up his now cooled tea.
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"Follow us, Princess. This changes everything." Helga said solemnly.
I followed, unsure of what was to happen. Dread filled my mind as I stepped out of the ballroom and into the near empty hall. Several figures wearing rich velvet robes looked at me incredulously, not believing of what i had just said. Even I was surprised that I had yelled that fact out loud among muggles. But how was I to know that I really was a muggle in this form? I certainly wasn't a princess in the real world.
"Does anyone else know?" asked a thinly figured woman, her eyes a golden brown and staring intently at my face.
Should I tell them? But I didn't even know the answer to that. Yet deep in my heart, I knew what I had to say.
"Only one." I said confidently.
"Yes," sneered Slytherin, "my cousin Malfei. After all, she does know him. But what I really want to know is how."
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"You know what's going on Mr. Malfoy, so please tell us. A student's life is at stake." Dumbledore said softly, as he glanced at the prone figure of Ginny Weasley.
Draco looked back at the Headmaster stubbornly, "I don't know anything. If I did, I would have helped her by now. She's already in too deep."
The Headmaster smiled slightly, "But you know a way to help her. I can tell you know so."
"What if I do? That would mean I would be endangering my life as well!" hissed Draco angrily.
"What is the solution, Draco?" asked Dumbledore calmly.
He sighed, frustrated by Dumbledore's ongoing questions. He looked at Ginny's pale face and gulped. Maybe he still had a chance... He pulled out the strange ring that harbored strong feelings of love and sorrow and shoved it on his finger. His eyes, before closed, now were open and looking around confusedly.
"It didn't work."
"And what exactly were you trying to do?" Dumbledore asked, curious than ever.
Draco ignored him and looked from the ring to Ginny. A sudden idea occurred to him, yet made him wonder if it would work. Removing the ring, he walked towards Ginny, the ring becoming brighter with each step. Reaching for her hand, he carefully placed the ring on her ring finger, all the while holding her other hand in his grasp.
As soon as the ring made contact with her skin, the green and red barriers were up once again, with both Ginny Weasley and Draco Malfoy unconscious under it.
Madame Pomfrey entered the room, and screamed, "What happened! Not this again! Albus, you need to contact their parents. This is very serious, and we need to solve the problem soon..."
"Calm down Poppy. Everything is under control, I hope." Dumbledore glanced at the two students, one being the head boy, and sighed, "You better know what you're doing Draco, or the both if you won't make it."
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"Why would you want to know how I know him?" I asked, annoyed. The dream seemed more real than ever, and felt as if I was trapped.
"Just tell us how you know Malfei, Princess." the kind old woman said.
Before I could answer her question, a loud 'pop' sound could be heard, and a figure fell from the ceiling. The dream was getting way out of control for me to handle. I looked at the fallen figure and gasped. It was Draco Malfoy, the real one who I had seen in the real world. So why was he at my haven, in my dreams? No one but myself was allowed here.
"Malfoy! What do you think you're doing here?!" The sweet voice of the princess I was pretending to be disappeared, revealing the real me. But that wasn't supposed to happen.
Draco stood up and brushed off his robes, all the while glancing at the crowd around him, all looking at him as if he were an alien. Something else was odd, he wasn't wearing his robes from before, but an old fashion type of robe. He then realized that everyone else seemed to be dressed in a similar fashion, except for Ginny. She wore a beautiful green gown fit for royalty.
"There you are, Malfei! The Princess was looking for you, and we want to know how you know her."
He shrugged as he glanced at me, "She goes to school with me."
"He's not Malfei." I said at the same time.
He raised an eyebrow, "Actually, that was the original name, but changed in the late 1800's when the Malfei family left their home in France and moved to England. Now it's just Malfoy, although Malfei sounds much more interesting..."
Slytherin and Ravenclaw groaned as their relative droned on and on about the family history.
"And it's also suspected that the Malfoy's are related to Salazar Slytherin himself!" Draco finished, rather proudly.
"No kidding, you are, after all, my cousin." Slytherin scowled and turned towards Rowena, "What's wrong with him?"
Rowena ignored him and glared at Draco, "And why exactly are you praising Slytherin for? And what about me? I am for step-sister you know."
Draco's eyes widened and looked at me in confusion, "Ginny, where the hell are we?" More specifically, what year is this?"
I sighed, "Draco, you're in my dream, although I have no clue how. As for year, this is all made up."
"Made up? Dreams? Both of you have gone nuts!" cried out the before silent Hufflepuff.
Draco stood next to me and whispered, "Ginny, we have to get out of here, and fast. Your dreams are crazy."
I nodded my head vigorously, "I know."
He pulled my left hand up to his face, but I pulled back.
"Ginny," he said calmly, "Where's the ring."
"It's right..." I looked at my naked finger where the ring used to be and continued to stare. "Oh no."
"Oh no is right. We're stuck here until we find that ring."
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A/N: short, I know... Please review...
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