I'll always remember
It was late afternoon
She wanted to get away. Away from her family, her so called friends, and
especially away from the stench of the dungbombs set off by her older
brothers in the common room. Not knowing what else to do on this quiet
Saturday afternoon Ginny Weasley found herself walking out onto the school
grounds towards the lake. That was when she saw him.
It lasted forever
And ended so soon
You were all by yourself
Staring up at the dark gray sky
I was changed
Sitting on the edge of the lake was Draco Malfoy, knees pulled up to his
chest and staring off into space. He was completely oblivious to the fact
that Ginny was approaching him. Upon reaching the spot where Draco sat
Ginny noticed something was different about him. He was not the usual
cocky and cruel Draco Malfoy who insulted her and her family on numerous
occasions; this Draco Malfoy almost seemed fragile and weak. After
thinking for a moment she sat down next to him determined to find out what
was bothering him.
"Are you all right, Draco?" Ginny asked. Slowly he turned to see who
dared to disturb him.
"I'm fine," he said in a whisper, "go away."
"You're obviously not fine Malfoy, you actually said five words to me and
none of them were insulting," she said attempting to joke with the platinum-
"What, did you decide to stop swooning over Potter for five seconds and try
a real man?" He said this in a very monotone voice. "Was that good enough
for you Weasley? Now go away."
"Not a chance. You look like hell and I want to help." She offered.
"What could you possibly help me with?" He regained his distanced look.
"You could not possibly fathom.never mind, go away. I want to be alone."
"Maybe I couldn't possibly fathom whatever it is that is bothering you,
maybe I could. Maybe it would help if you talk about whatever it is that
is going on in that slick little head of yours. I've always been told I
was a good listener and I can keep a secret." She smiled hopefully at the
sad boy. In her heart she believed that not even someone like Malfoy
should ever look that sad. And that made what she said next sound crazy.
"I want to help you. You can trust me Draco." The two sat there for what
must have seemed like forever just staring out at the lake while Draco
contemplated on weather or not to confide in the red-headed girl.
"My father is a Death Eater." He started. Ginny didn't say a word to this,
she just listened. "When I was growing up he always told me that if the
Dark Lord were still around I would be a Death Eater. He raised me in his
ways, Muggles and Mudbloods are bad, Purebloods are good. I've never know
any other way to be. But I also never thought I would ever have to become
a Death Eater, and then he rose.
"There is this process you have to go through before you can become a full
Death Eater, a series of tasks and rituals. One of the tasks is to join
the others on a raid. My turn to go with them was last night. My father
came for me and took me to meet with the other Death Eaters. We raided a
small Muggle village. They set fire to the houses and then tortured all of
those people using the Curciatas Curse and other cruel curses and hexes. I
was in sort of a shock, I just stood there watching them do this to these
poor people, I didn't know what to do.
"Then they killed everyone, the whole village, until only this little girl
was left. She was holding a teddy bear standing there in her nightgown
crying, she couldn't have been more than five years old. She came up to me
and asked me to help her wake up her mum and dad. I told her to run away
to the next village but she wouldn't leave. Then my father came up to me
and told me to kill this girl. He wanted me to kill a five year old girl.
And I just stood there, I couldn't think, I couldn't move. So he did it.
He killed the girl with one flick of his wand, as if it were nothing, as if
that poor little girl was nothing more than an annoying fly.
Those poor people were defenseless, they didn't stand a chance, and there
was nothing they could do about it. And the Death Eaters were just."
Draco's voice trailed off as he began to cry. He buried his face in his
hands and turned so that Ginny hopefully wouldn't see him. What she did
next took him by complete surprise. She put her arms around him and held
him close to her, gently rocking back and forth, saying nothing.
In places no one would find
All your feelings so deep inside
It was then that I realized
That forever was in your eyes
The moment I saw you cry.
She didn't know what to do or say. Draco Malfoy was crying in her arms
because he had finally seen the cruelty of Voldemort's ways. Part of her
was in shock, part of her was sad for all of those people, but the biggest
part of her was happy that Draco had finally seen the light of all that is
good. She held him closer as he continued to cry.
I wanted to hold you
I wanted to make it go away
I wanted to know you
I wanted to make your everything alright
"Thank you, Ginny for listening." Draco said looking her in eyes for the
first time. "I truly appreciate it."
"Where do you think you'll go from here?" she asked quietly.
"I'm not sure, but I can't do what Lord Voldemort asks of me, I can't kill.
I won't kill." His features started to harden. "I don't want to be like
them. I won't be like my father."
"You won't." Ginny echoed with strong emotion. "You've already proven
you're better than him."
"But my father won't allow me to turn away from the Dark Lord. I think
that if I told him that I don't want to be a Death Eater he will kill me,"
he said seriously.
"Then we'll go talk to Dumbledore, he'll do anything to save a soul from
the Dark Side," said Ginny standing up extending her hand to him. "What do
"Let's go to Dumbledore." Draco took her hand and they walked to the