On The Way Down

Airmid

Story Summary:
Draco and Ginny, war time and realizing what they mean to each other.

Chapter Summary:
Draco and Ginny , war time and realizing what they mean to each other.
Posted:
07/12/2005
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On The Way Down

(Draco)

I was spiraling out of control, despairing about my choices. I didn't want to live. Death would have been a blessing. No one noticed my pain. Had I made the right choice; betraying my family and everything they stood for? I didn't know. I didn't care. I no longer even worried about saving myself. I took the most dangerous missions with the hope that I would never return. I was reckless and fearless on the battlefield. No one cared about me, not even me. They called me the 'Mighty Dragon', no one thought I knew. I wasn't trying to be a hero; I was looking for death.

You came along and noticed me. You pulled me up as I was going down for the last time, drowning in my own despair. You held me up, with your flaming hair whipping in the wind. You screamed, you raged...you cared. You forced me to eat, to sleep to care about myself once again. You were my rock, my touchstone. My life became all about you. I had someone who cared enough to search me out and check up on me.

I remember clearly that day. I had come back from a mission, barely alive and wounded. You saw the state I was in and sat me down, called for a healer and for food. You washed my wounds, fed me because I was too weak to even feed myself. Once you were satisfied that I would live...you tore into me. I watched in awe as you paced in front of me screaming for the whole camp to hear. In that moment I fell in love with you. You were my savior, my Angel.

(Ginny)

You thought no one noticed, but I did. I had finally had enough; you were going to kill yourself if I didn't step in. You never knew it but you had become my rock. I watched you from afar, knowing that as long as the 'Mighty Dragon' came back; I could still hold out hope for our side. As the war raged on and on, I saw you become more haggard, your hair flowing past your shoulders; with your clothes a mess. I knew that day, that if I didn't help you no one would, you didn't even want to help yourself.

I saw you stumble back into camp. No one rushed to you like they did the members of your team. You were left there all alone, worn out, hungry and half alive. I rushed to you. I'm not sure if you knew who I was then. You collapsed against me, all the while telling me to leave you alone; that you were fine. I forced you to sit down, calling for a healer and food. I was so angry that you would do this to yourself. I cleansed your wounds ad fed you. I was so angry at you for doing this to yourself. Once I knew you were okay, I let lose. You sat there with this amazed look on your face. It was then that I knew I loved you. You were my Dragon, the one who saved me from myself.