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The Only One I Trust
Author name: Diagon Alley (1/1)
Author email:
KYSMOD@hotmail.com
Category: Romance/Song
Fic
Keywords: Ginny, Draco, Trust, Death Eater
Spoilers: All the
Books/All Five Books
Rating: PG-13
Summary: Finally a family of her own--Ginny, must decide if she
would rather drift into Dark Arts and possible death, or split up what she has
taken so long to make…. her family
Disclaimer: This story
is based on characters and situations created and owned by JK Rowling, various
publishers including but not limited to Bloomsbury Books, Scholastic Books and
Raincoast Books, and Warner Bros. The Song, The
Only One I Trust, is by City High. No money is being made and no copyright or trademark
infringement is intended. Other citations will be made where necessary.
Author's Note and Things to Know: Post Hogwarts, Ginny
and Draco, have a 3-year-old son, named Delen.
Ginny’s POV.
Check out my other stories Where the Grass is Greener and Death Has Due Us Part
And a Big Thanks to my Beta Reader
that I finally got. Thanks Red your
awesome.
~
The Only One I
Trust
~
I sat down,
finished sending out the last invitation for my son’s birthday party. ‘Humph,’ I thought just to myself. A birthday party, really? No, more like another Death Eater
Party. Draco insisted that I only
invite those who were in the same league with him…with death.
It didn’t
seem to bother me anymore, I mean I didn’t even bat an eye when a large barn
owl swooped by, dropped a letter, and left.
I was in no hurry to open it, the Ministry’s seal didn’t increase that.
Miss Weasley:
After an extensive search we have
decided to conduct a raid on Draco Malfoy at your residence. We will be in contact with you shortly about
this.
Minster
of Magic
Percy
Weasley
I snorted. Ever since I moved in with Draco after school
3 years ago, my family had disowned me really.
Since we weren’t married, they could spit Malfoy out so they opted to just call me Miss Weasley, instead of Ginevra or Ginny. The only one of them that still talks to me
is Mother, but that is vaguely and without real conviction.
I barely glanced up as two
unnamable Ministry Officials came with in the next following minutes through my
fireplace.
“Miss Weasley?”
“Yes, what can I do for you?”
“Ma'am we need to ask a few
questions.”
“Figured
that, after you burst into my house and dirtied it up with all this soot.”
“You’ll
need to come with us.” I snorted and
rolled my eyes but I followed right to the ministry
There,
Harry and Percy were waiting, though it didn’t surprise me--the Minister of
Magic and the Boy Who Lived.
“Miss
Weasley,” Percy began, I just put on the trademark smirk.
“Percy,’ I
enticed enough venom as I could into that, I could tell it visibly made him
flinch. Then I turned on Wonder Boy;
sometimes I wondered why I wasted 6 years of my life on him.
“Potter,”
It was cold, Lucius would probably have even been proud. Harry turned away with a nod of a head,
scowling. I sat down overly pleased
with his reaction
“Now, Miss
Weasley, we need to talk to you about the raid that will commence in a couple
of days…”
“Obviously,
or I wouldn’t be here,”
“Obviously
you wouldn’t be here if you hadn’t
gotten messed up with Malfoy and the Death Eaters,” Harry shot back faster and
with more venom then I had expected, but I kept my cool.
“Who said
Draco is a Death Eater, and if I hadn’t messed
with Draco I wouldn’t be happy,” It was meant to hurt him; obviously it did
since he looked away. I could faintly
hear him mumble ‘If you hadn’t have messed with Draco you wouldn’t have a
kid,’ I ignored that.
Draco and I had been together for a
year in secret during the very end of my sixth year and then all through my
seventh, a total of 4 years, 5 in May.
“Look,” Percy finally spoke, “Miss
Weasley you are to keep quiet about this raid or we’ll make sure you never seen
your son or Mr. Malfoy again.” I
snorted doubtfully.
“GINEVRA WEASLEY!” Harry seemed to finally have lost his temper
at this, “You are going to help or you’ll never. See. Your. Son.
Again.” He growled out through bared teeth.
I merely smirked, thinking about
what Draco would say almost everyday after coming home.
~
It’s a Ghetto Fairy Tale
It Was Two Weeks Before My Son's Birthday
D T's Ringing My Bell Ma'am We Need To Ask A Few Questions
They Told Me The Raid Would Go Down Any day
If I Was Smart I Wouldn't Tell No No
It Was All Over Him
Your My Boyfriend The Criminal
He Was Caught Up In The Game
And The FBI Warned If I Didn't Go Along
They'd Make Sure I Never Saw My Son Or My Boyfriend Again
But How Could I Just Turn Him In
Ma'am If You Don't Help Us You'll Never See Your Son Again Trust Me
He Would Always Tell Me
~
“Ginevra.” I would greet him at the door. It was always
quite formal at first, like if his father were to be watching.
“Draco.” We would always then walk into his study, and things seemed to
ease up immensely.
“Oh, Gin, this isn’t going to last
much longer.” He sat down on the couch
in there then would pull me down on his lap, and I would nuzzle my face into
the crevasse of his neck and shoulder blade.
“Draco…”
“Gin, I know you’re scared, the
Ministry Idiots have been cracking down on the others harder, but I promised
I’ll keep you and Delan safe… you don’t want to leave me do you?”
“No, Draco, I don’t want to leave
you. I just don’t want anything to
happen to you.”
“I know, but I am doing this for
us. I’m going to build a future greater
than my father had for me. (Which was already relevant due to the size of the
house) Gin, you’re the only one I love,
I don’t think I can trust any other.”
~
I Know Your Afraid
But You Can't Leave Me Now
Lean On My Shoulder
Soon It'll Be Over
I'm Trying To Build Our Future
I'm Doing This For Us
Your The Only One I Love
The Only One I Trust
~
I shook my
head. I wouldn’t do it. We had been together for 4 years that’s not
something you throw away in one day now.
And it’s not like I wasn’t happy, Draco would give me the world if I
wanted it. ‘Death Eater,’ I kept hearing it over and over in my head. Sure that was a downside. A major downside, since I had started dating
Draco, I too had to become one. Not one
of my best ideas but Narcissa agrees, I remember her saying one way before, “Ginevra dear, I know this is hard for you…to
leave your family and friends behind for one man…and that mans…ideas, but I did
the same…and I’m happy…even though I hate the mark, I’m happy.”
Women were different within
Voldemort’s circle, (unless you were in the inner circle) you received a tattoo
like the rest but it was on lower back instead of the wrist. This ensured that the ministry never gets
too close to the husbands. Sometimes
that seemed like a nightmare, but when Draco appears I always wake up to
happiness.
Another
flaw was that Draco was always gone--off to London, France, the States. Being in the circle, Draco was assigned
different tasks than others, and somehow he always brought home more than
enough money to support us. Now if I
didn’t go along with the Ministry, I would never see them again.
“So Miss
Weasley, what is it going to be?” Percy
broke my thoughts. He in turn received
a glare that would petrify.
“I know my
rights.”
“One call
from me and your son is going to a foster home, answer the question,” Harry shot from his side.
“I don’t
have to answer shit.” I smirked, thinking again about him. Gin, you’re the only one I love, I don’t think I can trust any other.
~
I'd Been With Him For About 4 Years And I Swear
He Gave Me Anything I Could Dream Anything
But The Life That He Lived Was A Nightmare I Swear
Wasn't Clean He Was Blinded By The Cream
All The Murderous Capers The Trips To Las Vegas
Making Millions From Papers Must Say Nasty Money
Stuck In My Head Like A Song Sorry Sin I Knew Every Wrong
And If I Don't Go Along I'd Never See My Family Again
No No No
Hmmm
Hey Hey Hey
So What’s It Gonna Be
I Know My Rights
One Phone Call From Me And Your Son's Going To A Foster Home Answer The
Question
I Don't Have To Answer Shit
He Would Also Tell Me Tell Me Yeah
I Know Your Afraid
But You Can't Leave Me Now
Lean On My Shoulder
Soon It'll Be Over Soon It'll Be Over
I'm Trying To Build Our Future
I'm Doing This For Us
Your The Only One I Love
The Only One I Trust
~
The next
Saturday fell, I was almost shaking I was so scared. Draco pulled me into his study.
There I sat and stared at the fire, listening to him read. It was tradition here I guess, Draco had
once told me he saw his father do this for his mother. Every Saturday that he was home he and I
would sit there by the fire and he would read one book--no matter how long it
was.
It was
nearing 9 when Delan ran in kissed us both good night and then ran off to
bed. We had never hired a governess for
him. He was too proud, like his father
for things like that. I looked from the
fire to Draco, he was staring at me. I
smiled weakly. I felt like crying; I
could feel it in my body. He was going
to die.
At the
stroke of 10, the Ministry bust in. It
seemed all slow motion. Draco whipped
out his wand and starting cursing the closest around him. You’re
losing everything you have… ran through my head, and I followed suit. I felt my self ease up.
“Monensay Kelnevar!” I looked over, but
it was too late, Draco had been hit.
Monensay Kelnevar was a new Dark Arts Curse that was created to make death
slower. It immobilized the victim for 5
minutes, and unless it was taken off with in those 5 minutes, it would kill
him. I guess now I can say they
probably would have taken it off him and taken him to Azkaban if I hadn’t
killed the curser.
And now I’m
here holding Draco in my lap.
“Gin….” I could tell it was almost too late.
“I’m
sorry. I’m so sorry.” I kept sobbing over and over again, but then
I heard it and knew we would be together anywise. And the last thought that ran through my mind was what he always
said
Gin, you’re the only one I love, I don’t
think I can trust any other.
“Avada Kedavra!”
~
It Was Saturday Evening We Were Home Watching Tv
He Looked In My Eyes I Wanted To Cry Oh
My Son Ran To Hug Him He Kissed Him Goodnight
How Could I Do This Could I Do This But I Knew He Would Die
Fed's Rushed The Door Yelled 'everyone On The Floor'
My Man Pulled His Arms And Started To Fight
He Was A Shoulder Of Cause In A War He Couldn't Win
But Without Him I'm Lost
So I Stood By His Side And Went Down With Him
Oh
No No No No
No No No Nooo
Yeah Yeah Yeah Yeah Yeah
Oh
Oooooh
He Would Always Tell Me
I Know Your Afraid
But You Can't Leave Me Now
Lean On My Shoulder
Soon It'll Be Over
I'm Trying To Build Our Future
I'm Doing This For Us
Your The Only One I Love
The Only One I Trust
I Know Your Afraid
But You Can't Leave Me Now
Lean On My Shoulder
Soon It'll Be Over
I'm Trying To Build Our Future
I'm Doing This For Us
Your The Only One I Love
The Only One I Trust
I'm Sorry
I'm So Sorry
~
Fin
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