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Captured Hearts	By : nvywf2005 Category: Harry Potter > Het - Male/Female > Draco/Ginny Views: 7143 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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A/N 1: Sorry the last chapter was so short. I didn’t realize how short it was until I looked at it to
see where I left off in typing the story up.

Captured Hearts: Chapter 4

Ginny shrugged before going over to the second door in the room, and tapping it with her

wand. When it opened, she found herself in the fake garden for the second time that day. Ginny
started walking along the path until she found a fountain that had a bench by it.

“Lumos!” Ginny lit the tip of her wand so she could see better. Sitting down on the bench and
pulling out a book to read.

#4 Privet Drive:

            Harry was lying on his bed. Trying to come up with a way to save Ginny when he looked
out his window and saw a weird looking bird hovering outside his window. He went over and
opened it. Taking a letter that was attached to the creatures leg. He watched as the bird flew away
from the house. Bursting into flames as it got up high enough in the sky for Muggles not to be
alarmed.

            Harry went over to the desk in his tiny room at Number Four Privet Drive. He sat down
and read the letter. A brief smile crossed his face as he saw whose handwriting it
was...Ginny’s...His Ginny’s. She was alive and ok. Harry decided he needed to write the Order of
the Phoenix members, the Weasley’s, and Hermione to tell them about the letter.

Molly and Arthur,

I got a letter from Ginny. Didn’t say much.

Just that she’s alive, ok, and not to worry. Sorry it wasn’t more.

Hope it at least helps some.

Sincerely,

~Harry Potter

            Harry quickly folded the letter, and tied it around Hedwig’s leg. He watched as she flew
out his window to deliver the letter. As her image faded into the night, Harry went to the desk
and picked up the letter. Going over to his bed to re-read it. He must have read it a half a dozen
times before falling asleep.

Number 12 Grimmauld Place:

            “Arthur!Arthur!” Molly’s voice could be heard yelling through out the house. At first her
loving husband thought there was something wrong. As did everyone else in the house. They all
ran into the kitchen in a panic. Only to find Molly holding a piece of parchment paper. Tears
were leaking down her face, but she was smiling.

“What?” Arthur asked as he came running into the kitchen. He was heaving a bit from trying to
get there as fast as he could. Didn’t even think to apparate in as everyone else (including Ron)
had done.

“It’s Ginny! She wrote Harry. She’s all right!” Molly said handing her husband the letter she’d
just taken from Hedwig’s leg.

            Arthur took the letter and read it. Smiling softly as he looked back up from it. Everyone
else breathed a huge sigh of relief.

“Still don’t know where they’ve taken her though,” Arthur commented. His smile fading into a
frown.

“Well, at least she’s ok,” Hermione said. Looking over at Ron.

            With the letter’s arrival. The members of the Order were sent a letter to meet the next
morning. Ron and Hermione went back into the living room. Where they’d been playing a game
of Wizard’s Chess. Everyone else stayed in the kitchen to discuss the letter. Not much was to be
said other then two of their questioned had been answered. Ginny was ok...and Lord Voldemort
was definitely trying to use her against Harry.

            “Sucks she could only write Harry,” Ron sighed as he and Hermione finished their game
of chess and went over to the couch to sit down.

“...but at least she’s able to have some sort of contact with someone on our side,” Hermione
replied.

“Should be her family though.”

“I agree, Ron...but Voldemort’s playing things smart. He’s not stupid. He wants to use her to get
to Harry.”

            Ron got up and walked over to the window. Hermione followed and put her arms around
him. Ron looked to the side at her, but before he could get any words out. He felt her soft lips
brush gently against his.

“She’ll be ok, Ron. Someone will figure out where they’re keeping her and then we’ll go save
her,” Hermione comforted him. Somehow her words did actually make him feel better.

            In the kitchen, the few members of the Order that were staying at Number Twelve
Grimmauld Place decided it’d be best if someone went and got the letter from Harry so one of the
Aurors could examine it. Arthur decided he would be the one to go get the letter from the boy
and apparated himself to the Dursley’s living room. Where the three Dursley’s were sitting.
Petunia and Vernon were reading while Dudley was playing a hand-held video game. All three
looked up when they heard a cough. Vernon let out a small gasp.

“I’ll just be a moment,” Arthur told them. “Harry!” he called.

            Harry was still asleep when he heard some commotion downstairs. Then someone calling
his name. He sat up and recognized the voice. Quickly, he ran down stairs and invited Arthur up
to his room.

“Harry, may I have the letter Ginny sent you?” Arthur asked.

“Sure.”

“The Auror’s would like to take a peek at it.”

“No problem,” Harry went over to his nightstand, picked up the letter, and handed it to Arthur.

“Sorry it was me she got to Owl and not you,” he apologized.

“It’s ok...not your fault,” Arthur replied before saying good bye to Harry and apparating himself
back to Number Twelve Grimmauld Place.

Death Eater Headquarters:

Ginny heard the sound of foot steps walking toward her. She realized she hadn’t been

reading for quite sometime. Instead, she had been staring off into space as her hand ran through
the fountain water. She looked up to see Draco, and watched as he leaned up against the side of a
tree next to the bench she was sitting on. Completely blocking the fountain.

“You’ve been out here for quite a while...and you have tear stains on your face,” Draco said.

“I’m fine, I was just thinking,” Ginny replied. “It’s going to get so lonely here without anyone to
talk to.”

“I’ll be here. We may not be friends or like each other, but the conversation is still there. I’ll do
some fun things with you, I’m sure...and who knows, we may even come out of this as friends.”
Draco assured her.

“I guess, I just...I miss my family...and Harry.”

            Draco’s mouth twitched a little as he heard Potter’s name roll off of Ginny’s lips. She
stood up and they walked back inside.

“You’ll get through this,” Draco squeezed her shoulder as he caught up to her. “You’re strong,
Weasley. Just stay that way, and you’ll be more then fine. No matter what happened,” He
whispered into her ear. Letting his hand slide down the length of her arm.

            Ginny looked over her shoulder at Draco. Holding his eyes with hers for a few seconds
before looking away.

“Don’t feel bad, Ginny. Being in close quarters for such a long time. It doesn’t mean you’re a bad
person or don’t love Potter still if something happens between us,” Draco assured her as he let go
and walked over to the couch. Picking up a book off the coffee table to read. Ginny went over to
the chair by the window and sat down in it. Staring out, watching the people walk by. Wishing
she could be out there instead of where she was.

            A few minutes later there was a knock at the door. Draco went over to answer it. Standing
on the other side was a house elf. It was holding a tray of food and drinks.

“Mannie was told to bring up food but not go inside the room,” the House Elf squeaked. Draco
took the tray from him and shut the door.

            “Here, hold this for a sec,” Draco told Ginny as he got over to where she was sitting. She
took the tray out of his hands and balanced it on her lap. Draco then took out his wand and waved
it so that a little table appeared in front of Ginny’s seat. A second wave of the wand and a chair
appeared. He dragged it over to the other side of the table and sat down. A very pleased smirk
spreading across his face.

“You can put the tray up on the table now,” Draco chuckled as he saw the tray still resting on
Ginny’s lap.

“Oh, right,” Ginny replied.

            After dinner, Draco went back over to the couch to read some more. While Ginny went
back to staring blankly out the window. This of course became very boring and depressing. After
a few minutes, Ginny stood up and walked over to her trunk. Opening it and pulling out her
swimsuit and a pair of shorts.

“Going for a swim?” Draco asked after hearing the slight noise, and looking up from his book.

“Thought I might...A little exercise will do me good, and maybe help me sleep tonight,” Ginny
replied as she walked into the bathroom. Shutting the door behind her.

            When Ginny came back out of the bathroom. Draco was no longer in the room.
Shrugging it off, she went over ot the fireplace and tapped the brick wall with her wand twice.
Two spins and she was in the room with the pool and hot tub. She could hear splashing.

            “You made it sound so good. Thought I might join you,” Draco smiled. Noticing himself
flirting and wondering why. Ginny walked over to a chair and set down her towel before sliding
off her shorts and placing them beneath the towel. Leaving her in just the green, tank-ini.

“Is the water really warm?” Ginny asked. Remembering what Draco had said during the tour he
had given her.

“Perfect,” Draco replied as he watched her walk over to the steps at the shallow end of the pool.

            Ginny stuck one foot into the water, just to be sure. When she felt the warmth, she went
all the way in and dipped her head back. Wetting her hair before using the hair tie on her wrist to
put it back in a pony tail. Draco swam over to her.

            “What Weasley? Can’t go past the four foot mark?” Draco teased.

“I can...” Ginny replied nervously as she took a deep breath and swam across the pool, over to the
deep end, near the waterfall. Holding onto the ledge and treading her legs when she got there.
Draco quickly swam over ot the same end, and began to tread but didn’t hold onto anything.

“You still suck at swimming,” Draco taunted as he swam back down to the more shallow part.
Ginny let go of the wall, dove under the water, and swam to where Draco was standing as fast as
she could. She was out of breath when she got to him and rose out of the water. Standing in front
of him.

            “I grew up with SIX older brothers. Competition isn’t something I’m afraid of, Malfoy.”

“I can still out do you at ANYTHING. I’m a Malfoy, while you’re just a little blood-traitor
Weasley.” Malfoy shot back.

“Yeah, well look where being a Malfoy got you,” Ginny belted out without even realizing it. She
covered her mouth with her hands as the realization of what she’d just said sunk in.

            “Draco,” Ginny grabbed his arm as he went to swim away. “I’m sorry, I–”

“No, you meant it. Don’t even say you didn’t. Do lie, Ginny– You have no idea the kind of
situation I was born into. Not to mention how much worse that situation has gotten since I
couldn’t go through with killing Dumbledore!” Draco spat back before swimming over to the
waterfall and going through it.

            Ginny swam over to the waterfall and treaded for a second before going through it.
Unsure if she should or not. She still had no idea what was behind it. Once she swam through,
she saw it wasn’t much. Just some rocks that a person, or two could sit on. They were nice and
warm to the touch. There was also some vines hanging from the top. The water came up to just
above Ginny’s waist and felt a little warmer then the rest of the pool, but not quite as warm as the
hot tub.

            Draco had hoisted himself up onto one of the rocks, and was staring at Ginny as she came
into his view from the other side. She walked to where he was and hoisted herself up so that she
was sitting on the flat rock across from him. She leaned back against the wall, and just let her feet
sit in the water.

“Draco, I am really sorry. I shouldn’t have said any of that. The words just sort of came out
before I could stop them...Guess I’m too used to having to defend myself around my brothers,”
Ginny apologized.

“I know, it’s not like what you said wasn’t true. That still doesn’t stop me from being proud to be
a Malfoy. The name still means something, even if it has caused me to wind up...like this,” Draco
replied.

“I know, you guys stayed on the Black family tree because of your loyalties to being pure bloods
and dark wizards, while we were taken off.” Ginny commented.

            “Yeah, you guys and people like Sirius Black were and still are looked down on as far as
Pureblood’s go. Just because of all that happened during the war. That used to be a huge tree on
those curtains,” Draco told her.

“I know, Sirius explained it all to Harry a few years ago. Mum and Dad have told us all bits and
pieces about it too. Personally, I think it’s crap. I mean, look at Hermione,” Ginny replied.

“Bloodlines will always matter and count. Especially with the Dark Lord being back and– ”Draco
stopped mid-thought. Ginny just nodded, she understood why Draco couldn’t finish what he was
about to say.

            They sat there in complete silence for several minutes. The only sounds heard were those
of the waterfall and their breathing. It was one of those awkward silences everyone hates. Ginny
eventually slid off the ledge and swam back out. Draco followed her and sped up his pace until
he got right up behind where she was standing and slid his hands around her waist. Picking
Ginny up and tossing her backwards into the water.

            Ginny came back up and just looked at Draco. Trying to figure out what his next move
would be. He started slowly moving towards her. Causing Ginny to swim backwards. Ending up
in the jacuzzi. Now, Draco was closing in on her and she wasn’t sure which way she should go.
So Ginny ended up just propping herself up on one of the stone steps.

“You do know I out rank you, right, Weasley?” Draco asked.

“Out rank?” Ginny chuckled as he got right up in front of her. Placing his hands on her hips. The
step she was on put her face right level with Draco’s.

“I’m bigger– smarter– stronger– and tougher.” Draco licked his bottom lip.

            Ginny knew what Draco was wanting to do and turned her face away from his.

“Dra-”

“You don’t want me to stop, or else you’d be fighting harder to get away,” Draco interrupted.
Putting his hand up to her face and turning it back to his. “Again, I out rank you. Don’t worry,
Potter doesn’t have to know and WON’T unless you tell him,” Draco finished before holding
Ginny’s face in place and kissing her.

            When he was sure Ginny wouldn’t try to move away. Draco brought his hands back down
to her side, and started deepening the kiss as she began to kiss back.

“What about Pansy? Don’t you care about her?” Ginny asked as she broke away from the kiss.

“She plays me all the time...but yes I care about her, I suppose,” Draco replied. “Like I said
earlier. When two people of the opposite sex are cooped up in the same space for any length of
time. Something IS going to happen.”

“I-” Ginny didn’t even get to the second word of what she was going to say; before Draco’s lips
were back on hers. She sighed before wrapping her arms around his neck, and ran her fingers
through the back of his hair a couple times.

            Draco smiled as Ginny gave into him. It meant he could relax a little, so he kissed down
to her neck. While his hands traveled up Ginny’s torso, and his groin pressed into her.

“I’m surprised you’re even snogging a Weasley,” Ginny commented as Draco groped her breasts
through the fabric of her swimsuit top.

“Why? You’re not ugly...far from it, in fact. Besides, it’s not like I want to marry you or
anything. I just want your...company,” Draco brought his face back up and looked at her. Moving
his right hand back down her torso, and slipping it under her swimsuit top. Feeling her bare
stomach and then moving upwards. He noticed she was holding her breath in a bit.

“Enjoy yourself, Ginny. You’re not doing anything wrong here...besides, I know how much
you love snogging,” Draco smirked as he kissed her again. Tweaking her nipples with his fingers.
Making them all nice and hard. Ginny moaned softly as they continued on with the kiss.

            “Draco!” Came a voice from the doorway.

“Urgh,” Draco growled as he pulled away from the kiss. He was just about to try and push things
forward a bit more.

“Yeah?” he asked, running his fingers through Ginny’s hari a bit. Kissing her a couple more
times.

“Come here,” said the voice. Draco now recognized the voice as being Severus Snape’s.

“Yes, Sir.”

            The door shut and Draco got out of the pool. Ginny decided to get out as well. Wondering
what Snape could need Draco for as he handed her a towel, and brushed his hand against her
cheek.

“What time is it?” Ginny asked.

“Eight, I’ll be back in a few,” Draco said as they walked back into the living area of Ginny’s
room.

“Ok, I’ll probably shower and get all the chlorine off while you’re gone, then,” Ginny replied as
Draco left the room.

            Ginny went to her trunk and pulled out some pajama pants, and a tank top before heading
toward the bathroom. When she got done with her shower, Draco still wasn’t back. Ginny
decided to go pick out a book in the small library located in the room next to the pool. She
noticed there was also a small work out room off to the right of it. Then she settled herself down
on the couch in the main part of her room.

            Meanwhile, Draco was in a meeting with Lord Voldemort and Snape.

“Is the Weasley girl adjusting well?” Voldemort asked as Draco and Snape apparated to the place
he was hiding out at, for the moment.

“She’s doing fine,” Draco replied.

“Remember, get her to trust you. Be very nice to her.”

“I know, it’s going to be hard to get her to trust me too much. She’s still very loyal to Potter,
even though they broke up. Ginny knows he’s going to be trying to help find her,” Draco
explained.

            “Is there anything you think might help?” Snape asked.

“I don’t know, really...Maybe doing something’s she thinks I’m not allowed to do. Like maybe I
could sneak her outside every once in a while or something. She’s really starting to miss being
able to go outside.”

“Good thinking, Mr. Malfoy. You may do that. Wait a day or two to start though. Also, let her go
visit Potter every now and then and start bringing her to Death Eater functions. The first one is on
Friday. It’s just a dinner,” the Dark Lord ordered.

“Yes, my Lord,” Draco bowed his head.

“Make her love you enough to tell you things she shouldn’t. That’s your job, Draco. If she
becomes of absolutely no use to me, she’ll be killed.”

            By the time Draco returned that night. It was well after midnight. Pansy was waiting
outside the door to Ginny’s room for him.

“I thought you were going to spend some time with me tonight,” Pansy said sweetly. Kissing
Draco softly.

“Sorry, I got called away to a meeting with the Dark Lord about Weasley-ette,” Draco replied.
Trying to sound pissed off about it.

“Well, can you sneak out now for a bit, then?” Pansy moved a hand down to his crotch and began
stroking him through his pants. Draco groaned a little before pulling her hand away with his. He
was going to say no, he knew he should say no, but just couldn’t say no to her.

            “You’re lucky I love you,” Draco said. Spinning Pansy around so that her back was
against the wall.

“I know, I love you too. No quickie though. Make me cum hard,” Pansy instructed as she kissed
Draco hard. He unbuttoned her blouse and pulled down the cups of her bra. Squeezing each of
her large breasts.

“I can’t stay too long, I’ve got a job to do,” Draco said. Pulling away from the kiss and dropping
to his knees. Sliding his hands up Pansy’s skirt long enough to pull her panties down to her
ankles. Then he spun her around so that her ass was in his face. Putting his face to her cunt and
sticking his tongue in it and fucking her tight hole with it.

            Pansy tried bringing a hand down to rub her cit, but Draco grabbed it and put it behind
her back. Holding it there as he let his tongue flick her clit. Bringing his fingers up to do what his
tongue had been doing to her.

“Draco, please,” Pansy begged. He stood up, undid his pants, and then slid right into her. Fucking
her senseless until she came all over his dick, at which point he came too.

            When Draco got into Ginny’s room, she was passed out on the couch. Where he normally
slept at night. One of the straps to her green tank top had fallen down a bit. Causing Draco to be
able to see her bare shoulder and a little bit of her left breast. He walked over to the couch and
laid down next to her. Summoning a blanket from her bed over to them to cover up with. Ten he
tuned out the light, and wrapped his arms around her.
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