Slytherin Pride

I Will Be There Too

Ginny's POV

The morning light was now shining through Draco's single window. I turned over to avoid the sharp pain in my forehead. I hated bright lights. I groaned, burying my face deeper into Draco's side. His breathing amazed me. They were shallow puffs of air. I tried to breathe the same way but had to almost immediately stop, gasping for air. I really wanted Draco to stay asleep. He would be really distant when he woke up. Really hurt inside. His father would be held at the Ministry tonight, and the judges were Kinsley and other office workers against Lucius. He wouldn't be given sympathy. I couldn't let Draco just wander off to a death eaters kiss. I want going with him. I tried to picture what Draco's father might look like. Ragged clothes. And his mother...he said she was on the brink of death. Thin and frail. I was a little scared to see them. Much less anyone else that might show up. The rebellion. Snatchers. Old dark followers. And the dementors. They would be there. Suddenly I wondered if Draco could even produce a Patronus. Could he? Then I got the worst thought. He can't. He doesn't have any happy memories, or at least not one strong enough. Would the dementors attack him? No. Because I would be there. I would produce my silvery stallion to protect him. And his mother, assuming she wouldn't shove me to the dementors. And what if...what if...she, Bellatrix, was there, manipulating people so they never see her. I began to freak out. I would not let myself do this again. It hasn't happened since my fight with Mione. I was not going to have a panic attack in front of Draco. It would number one: show I was scared of dementors and two: be really offensive. I sighed and then frowned when Draco started to stir. Here we go. He opened his eyes and immediately groaned. "I hate light." I laughed. Despite my efforts to look grim. He smiled too. But it slowly slid off his face as realization hit him. Hard. He sighed. "Yay. Today's the day I get to see my family. My father with greet me with open arms." he practically spat the words out. And spitting literally on all the p's and the t's. I wasn't going to let him go any farther. "I'm going. I'm going with you." He stopped and looked at me like I'd gone mad. Maybe I had. "What? Gin. Your crazy. I'll be surrounded by death eaters! They won't take kindly to a Weasley. Besides. I don't want you to see the kiss. My parents are horrible." He finished looking down. I sat up. A little pissed but a little determined too. "Listen here Malfoy. What do you mean I'm a Weasley? I know I'm poor. I know I'm a traitor. I know I'm ugly and my family has a bad reputation for pissing your family off but...Im dating you. So they can suck it up and deal with it or...they just won't see me." I had a glint in my eye. I knew I did. Draco looked a little scared. "What do you mean they won't see you? You'd be right there." He was really clueless. "Do you remember that day in hogsmeade when you got pegged in the face with snow and you flipped out? I believe it was in third year?" He slowly nodded looking embarrassed. "Well ring a ding ding. It was Harry that threw the snow. And he has an invisibility cloak. The real invisibility cloak. One of the deathly hallows." Draco looked stunned. "That was...I knew it...blasted prick..." I smirked. "So you look me in the eye and try to tell me I'm not going. If you happen to make it through the sentence I'll mess up that hot face of your by punching it. "Ok ok...I just don't want you to get hurt. Or be seen. But...fine. Please don't punch me." He was almost cowering. I laughed. "i wasn't going to you big worried prat!" I was almost giggling now. "Hey. Is it against the law to protect my love?" Draco said it with a half smile. Playfulness dancing in his eyes. I loved him.

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