Destiny- Drinny

56- The Carrows

"Draco?" Ginny cried, as she was dragged around the school.

"Draco!" She called again, for her arm was now numb and she would stumble every now and then, making her feet sore.

"Please." She breathed, as she tripped over her feet, crashing into Draco's back, making them fall to the floor.

"Draco-" she squealed as she tried to grab his squirming body, eager to begin running again.

"Ginny, what were you doing?" He asked, getting close to her face, "I told you to go back to your common room and you didn't listen, and instead decide to risk your life- when I told you not to."

"You can't tell me to not risk my life when someone is about to die. You think you control me- you don't!" She spoke, strong and controlled.

"But Ginny- you were defenceless- you would have died on the spot."

"For fighting for something I believe in!" She defended, as they both sat scrawled on the floor.

"You believe in death?" He asked, seriously, as they heard footsteps drawing closer.

Standing up, Ginny wandered over to the noise, and realised the whole school was awake, and rushing outside to the courtyard. Turning back to Draco, she gave him her hand as he stood up.

"I don't know what happened, but the whole school is up. What have you been hiding from me?" She asked, as their faces were millimetres apart.

"I- I didn't want to tell you..."

"Why not? Can't you see that whatever you do- I'll stand by you, because I believe in you. Draco you are not a bad person." She spoke, decided on her opinion as Draco's eyes teared up in the little light.

"I did something bad, Gin." He said, on shaky legs.

Pulling him into a hug, Draco his his wet eyes in her shoulder and tried to speak clearly through his tears.

"I... I let them in. I was supposed to kill him, but... I couldn't. He- he's my headmaster." He cried.

As Ginny let his words settle, her body stiffed when she realised what his words meant. Taking a step back, she looked at the crying blonde.

"You... you killed Dumbledore?" She asked, shocked.

"No! No, I was supposed to. But I couldn't. Snape- he did it."

After taking a few deep breaths, and letting his words settle, Ginny nodded, and kissed his cheek as she took his hands.

"Okay then. What do we need to do?" She asked, nervous.

"I'm not sure. Now Dumbledore's gone, Snape shall be head master. Probably bring in some death eaters as teachers. I'm sorry I've ruined your second last lead, Gin." He said, glum.

"Draco. You ruined everyone's school year." She sighed, her eyes sad.

Dropping his head, Ginny smiled, sadly.

"But everything's going to work out." She said, reassuringly, lifting up his head and kissing his lips.

As their lips met, Draco melted into them immediately. The weeks at the Manor had been worst weeks of his life. It seemed like every death eater in the world were residing in his home, and all he wanted to do was scream and rid them from the Manor.

For Ginny, it was like all the worry and struggle she felt, disappeared, and she finally felt like she belonged. It was Draco and her. No one else.

"We need to see the body." Ginny whispered, as their lips broke apart.

"Okay, take this." He said, handing her her wand.

Nodding thanks, Draco held her hand as they walked to the courtyard, to find the whole student body in a huddle around the centre. Ginny tried to squeeze through and see what it was, leaving Draco by the arches, alone. She didn't want to believe it; that Dumbledore was dead- the one person Voldemort was afraid if.

"Oh Merlin." She whispered, once she got to the front, getting a better view of the scene.

"Children, up to your dormitories! Follow your house leaders and heads!" Spoke McGonagall, as the crowd reluctantly began to disappear.

Ginny didn't want to see any more, so left without question, only glancing at Draco before she left to her room.

The day after Dumbledores death was the worst school day Ginny had ever had- almost as worse as Ginny's first year. Snape was the new headmaster, and had employed two new teachers; the Carrows. Brother and sister, and were incharge of Defence against the Dark Arts. In their lessons, students were forced to torture each other- using unforgivables.

It was in one of their classes, when Ginny was called out.

"Miss Weasley. Crucio Mr Creevy." Alecto Carrow demanded.

"No." Ginny stated, crossing her arms.

"Mrs Weasley, crucio the boy or you shall spend your evenings for the rest of the week in detention." The black cloaked teacher spoke.

"Fine." Ginny said, strongly.

"Mrs Weasley-"

"Excuse me professor Carrow." Asked a voice from the door.

"Professor McGonagall, what do you want?" She replied.

"I was wondering if I could have a word with Miss Weasley."

Snarling, Carrow reluctantly nodded, calling on Ginnys way out,

"Detention at 5 o'clock for the rest of the week in my classroom."

Rolling her eyes, Ginny walked out of the room, before Carrow could could speak. Outside the classroom, McGonagall looked down on Ginny.

"Mrs Weasley- are you asking for a detention?" McGonagall asked in shock.

"I didn't want to crucio my peer." Ginny spoke, her voice calm and controlled.

"Very well. Anyway, Snape and I have decided to move you back into Griffindor. The Carrows has begun to get annoyed by your plain robes. I think for your safety, Griffindor is best." The woman spoke.

"Okay... Thank you." Ginny said, as the professor handed her a scroll, and Ginny's robes turned red and gold.

"I am pleased to have you back Miss Weasley." McGonagall smiled.

"It's good to be back." Ginny smiled.

"Right, off to class." She spoke, as Ginny smiled, and walked back into class with fresh robes.

"Ah, Miss Weasley. Nice to see you with proper robes. I'd have thought since how many siblings you had, you'd have thousands of red and gold robes to chose from." Alecto spoke, snarling.

Biting her tongue, Ginny sat back into her seat, as the inhumane lesson continued.

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