Killer Lies [Harry Potter Fanfiction] (Killers: 1)

Killer Lies: Chapter Twenty - One ~ The Green - Eyed Savior

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Chapter Twenty - One ~ The Green–Eyed Savior

Weeks had passed and still Ginny couldn’t get that bloody dream out of her head. It just had felt so damn real. She was frustrated that she had even had that blasted dream. To think that she would want to kiss Draco Malfoy for one thing was totally and absolutely berserk, preposterous, mental. There was no way in the sodding Wizarding World that she would want Draco Malfoy’s lips on hers, his body on hers; him on her. Never, never, never!

But it had felt so good, so amazing, so mind blowing! Her mind screamed.

Ginny shook her head physically as prepared her bath. She needed to stop thinking about it but she just couldn’t kid herself, the truth was that she was upset because it had only been a dream. She did want him; she wanted him badly, she thought as she finished preparing her bath, removed her clothes and slowly slid into the bath. The warm, bubbly water soothed her skin.

Lately, she had been really stressed. Not just about the whole Draco thing but also because she had been stressed over her job. Worrying about being careful not to get caught, was one thing. They had been very clear about that in the silver folder. She didn’t even want to know what would to her if she was caught. It would be a very bad thing; she tried never to think about it and just made sure she could never be caught.

Another thing was that the deaths were piling up and she was a bit uncomfortable about it. She didn’t feel guilty or anything of the sort. They were stacking up on her conscious and it was all just too much together. She needed to find some form of relaxation to save her mental well-being, honestly. She just couldn’t forget their faces, their lives, their names. They were physically implanted in her brain and because of it, she was suffering inwardly.

Ginny closed her eyes and held her breath, sliding beneath the surface of the water. As laid in the water, holding her breath she wondered what could help but nothing came to mind. Finally, she opened her eyes and stared at her ceiling from under the water. As she stared, something on the wall caught her attention and she immediately sat up in the tub, not bothering to shield herself, her wand a few feet from her hands. She stared at it for a moment and smiled; in the corner by the ceiling were the letters: G.M.W.

Those letters brought back memories of when she had moved out on her own. Being lucky child number seven and the only girl born for generations, she rarely had things of her own. So when she’d gotten the apartment, she had found a little place and engraved her initials into the wood of her wall with her want; the upper right hand corner of the bathroom wall where the door was.

Suddenly, it hit her. That’s what she would do!

She jumped up from the tub and stepped out, water dripping everywhere. She smiled as she walked bare naked into her living room; water still dripping from her body and hair towards the wall besides her bed. She kneeled in front of the wall and pulled out her wand. One by one she engraved the names of her victims into the wall and had them charmed so that they would glow for the amount of years they had lived before they had died. A few minutes later she finished, all the names still glowing as she sat back and admired her work. It read:

Here lies the works of Red:

B E L L A T R I X     L E S T R A N G E

H A N N A H     A B B O T T

V I C T O R     K R U M

R O D O L P H U S     L E S T R A N G E

C O R M A C     M C L A G G E N