Captured By A Dragon

Chapter Sixteen: Confessions

Ginny stared at Heidi for a considerably long time. The four of them were just standing there, not one of them had anything to say.

Draco was finally the first one to speak.

"You were in on this? How?"

He said it in a cold voice, much colder than his father's, which was saying something.

Heidi's eyes quickly averted over to Draco with his arms around Ginny, his eyes glaring straight at her like nothing else. She smirked slightly.

"It's really not that hard to explain," Heidi said, looking pleased. She stared down at Lucius for a bit and sighed dramatically, and Ginny noticed that she probably did not feel one little drop of sympathy for him and his death.

Heidi stepped over his body and shook her head, laughing.

"I saw your father sneaking around at Hogwarts, Draco," she told him, as if it were completely obvious. Blanc was still standing beside Lucius's body, her eye twitching.

"He was always following you and Ginny, most likely spying to see what you did with each other. It wasn't much, as he told me, but I knew that he would do anything to split you apart."

Heidi put a heavy amount of emphasis on the word 'anything'.

Ginny swallowed and started breathing rapidly. Draco's arms tightened around her waist and she became calm again, knowing that he was there to protect her.

Heidi looked at both of them and laughed somewhat shrilly. Ginny's hairs stood on end from this laugh, same with Draco's.

"Heidi, you're really scaring me," said Ginny, her eyes wide. Heidi stopped laughing.

"I'll be scaring you a lot more when you're begging for mercy," she muttered, and she got out her wand. Ginny screamed but Draco got another knife from the counter and poised it, ready to strike.

Heidi stared up at the knife and seemed to be amused.

"You're not going to kill me, Draco," she said. "I'm too much to kill."

Draco knitted his eyebrows in confusion and pursed his lips.

"And what exactly do you mean by that?" he asked. Ginny was now silent in his arms.

"You know what I'm saying. Unlike your father, I mean something to you. Remember what it was like last year, Draco?" she laughed again, but this time much quieter and colder.

Draco swallowed and Ginny looked up at him.

"What is she talking about?" she said tentatively. Draco's eyes melted with hers and all of the sudden... none of it was real. Not Ginny, not Heidi, not his father lying on the ground dead. Not even Blanc, who plopped down onto a chair and started rubbing her eyes furiously.

This was all a dream. No. A nightmare, more like it. Yes, that was it. Draco would wake up any second in his dormitory sweating and clutching onto his pillow.

But it was real, and Draco had to answer the question. Or rather, Heidi answered it for him.

"Didn't you know, Ginny?" she murmured, suddenly looking off dreamily into the distance. "Draco and I were... could you say... more than just friends."

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Ginny wasn't going to believe this. No, she simply wasn't going to. It was just rubbish, the whole thing.

Heidi and Draco?

Together?

"Ginny, she's lying, don't listen to her, we didn't even do anything -" Draco started quickly, but Heidi cut him off with a sharp tone in her voice.

"Don't think for one second that you can fool your dear Virginia," she interrupted. "She knows more than you think."

Ginny's eyes started watering as she released herself from Draco's arms and glared at him.

"What did you do?" she said. Draco swallowed again and looked straight at her.

"Nothing," he told her, but Ginny wasn't going to fall easily at his feet.

"Nothing?" she repeated, smiling awkwardly. "You think I'm actually going to believe you, Draco?"

Draco immediately took Ginny's hands but she pushed him away.

"Don't toy around with my brain, now, I've had enough of this! Tell me the truth!" she yelled loudly.

Draco sighed exasperatedly and sat down on a stool by the counter, running a hand through his hair. He seemed to be torn between telling her - and then not.

He look up at Ginny and saw that her face was turning redder by the minute.

"Look, we didn't - go all the way - we just - you know - fooled around a bit..."

"Fooled around a bit?" Ginny said, her voice shaking. She was just about to explode at any second.

"You know what I mean," Draco said a few notches above a whisper, and unexpectedly, Ginny burst out into tears.

Draco shot off his stool and went over to her but she backed away, wiping away her cheeks.

"Stop," she whispered. She looked up at him with red eyes filled with tears and Draco was on the verge of going into tears himself. He knew what was about to come next, she was going to leave him right there.

"Aw, Ginny, dear, don't cry now," Heidi said soothingly, rubbing Ginny's back. Ginny didn't seem to take notice of this and just stayed where she was. Out of the blue, she started swaying at the spot.

"That's it..." said Heidi in an airy voice, much like Professor Trelawney's. "Just relax..."

Then, suddenly, Ginny closed her eyes and fell to the ground, completely stiff.

Draco's eyes bulged and he rushed toward her. Bending down, he lightly put his hand on one of her pale cheeks.

"What did you do to her?!" he shouted, standing back up and towering over Heidi as her head went back.

"Oh, be quiet, now," she said softly, smiling. "All I put in my hand was a simple sleeping powder."

Draco was infuriated.

"HOW? We were watching you the entire time!" he exclaimed, waving his arms around like a maniac.

"No, no, no, Draco, you were watching me the entire time," she muttered. "And ever hear of sleeves these days?"

Draco huffed and started to walk out of the kitchen, rushing to his room.

It was time to settle the matter of Heidi once and for all.

He opened the door to his room and was surprised to find that all of he candles were suddenly lit, every single one of them from wall to wall, even up on the ceiling. It was definitely odd, but Draco thought nothing of it and picked his wand up off the floor and closed the door behind him.

He walked quickly to the kitchen again and it was the same as ever, Blanc on the same chair as before, Ginny on the tiles right next to his father, and Heidi sharpening her nails on the stool Draco was sitting on before.

"Oh, Draco, don't think I don't know your wand is right behind your back," she muttered, not even looking at him.

Draco stopped where he was and snarled.

"You think you're so smart," he said to her menacingly.

Heidi finally looked at him and rolled her eyes.

"That's because I am," she said simply. With Heidi's cynical attitude, Draco was getting angrier by the minute.

He took out his wand from behind his back and Heidi smirked maliciously.

"What are you going to do?" she asked. "Kill me like you did with the knife?"

"That's what I plan on doing," Draco spat. Heidi's smirk grew and she got off the stool, walking up to Draco who reluctantly stayed where he was. She put her hands on his chest and stared into his eyes.

Draco didn't know exactly what to do. He could've killed Heidi right there, blasting her to pieces. But no... he couldn't. What was happening?

"You can't kill me, remember?" she whispered, stroking his left cheek. "You love me."

Draco was in a world of emotions, not knowing if this was real or not, not knowing where he was, who he was, who Ginny was, where his brain slipped to...

All he knew was that he wanted to kiss Heidi right there. Her lips were shining with her sweet saliva, warm and succulent.

Draco inclined his head and kissed her with fire, taking her hair and backing her up to the wall. All he wanted was Heidi, every bit of her, right down to her little toes.

Wait...

What was he doing?

He suddenly stopped and Heidi giggled very girlishly.

"What's the matter, darling? Have you had enough of me?" she said.

Draco let go of her and put his wand up.

"Avada Kedavra!" he yelled, and the spell hit Heidi right in her abdomen.

Something wasn't right.

Heidi... she wasn't... she wasn't... dead.

Draco looked confusedly at his wand and back at Heidi, who was now laughing quietly.

"Didn't I say you couldn't kill me?" she told him.

"But..." Draco started. This was a dream.

Heidi laughed again, turned around, and walked back to her stool, sitting down.

"It's obvious, isn't it, Draco? You can't kill me."

Her voice had a distinguished superior tone about it, as if Draco should've figured this out a long time ago.

Draco himself just stood there, staring at her. He had no idea what to do or what to say. All of this remained a mystery to him, and sooner or later something had to happen.

"Then I'll kill you by hand," he said bitterly, and he bent down to his father, taking the knife out of his stomach. Shame washed over him as Lucius's blood, encrusted on the knife, gleamed in the light.

He stood up and looked at Heidi forebodingly, raising the knife.

"I will," Draco said. Heidi's eyes had pools of worry in them, ready to spring up.

"Wait a minute here..." she started, slowly sliding off the stool and inching away from Draco, who was poising the knife in the air. He had her now.

"Draco, you c-can't... stop... you're scaring me..." she was now in the corner of the wall, shrinking to the floor. Draco was coming nearer; he looked like some maniac killer from a horror film.

"You took Ginny," Draco said, his eyes narrowed. "You made her cry ---"

"No, Draco, you made her cry!" Heidi shrieked, her eyes blinded by tears. She was breathing very hard. Draco stopped where he was and lowered the knife, setting it down on the counter. He sat down on the kitchen tiles, his head in his hands.

"What are you talking about?" he said quietly.

Heidi's breathing suddenly slowed down and she leaned toward him.

"You know what I'm talking about, Draco," she said. Her voice was all of the sudden soft and airy again.

Draco peered through one of his hands at her. She wasn't that far away from him now, maybe two feet. Her face looked wretched, and her eyes were a piercing red.

"What if I don't?" Draco said.

Heidi glared at him and sniffed.

"All you're doing is blaming me," she snarled. "Really, this is all of your bloody fault, not mine."

Draco took his head out of his hands and scowled at her. He couldn't believe she was actually saying something so far fetched.

"How so?" he asked, turning around to her. "All you've been doing is making things worse."

Heidi chuckled at the floor and looked over at Ginny. Draco looked at her as well and saw that she was waking up, dazed.

"Mmm..." she mumbled, slowly getting off of the kitchen tiles. She looked around, bewildered, and saw Draco staring at her. She gave him a nasty sort of look, got up, and started walking quickly out of the kitchen as if nothing out of the ordinary was going on.

"Ginny!" Draco yelled, and he got up as well, but Heidi caught his ankle and he tripped, falling flat on his face.

"Ow," he muttered into the floor, and he looked up to see Heidi laughing again.

"When will you ever learn, Draco?" she said coldly. "You've lost her."

That was it. Heidi was enough. Draco couldn't kill her, but he could do something more... something...

He raised his wand...

"Obliviate!" he shouted. Heidi's eyes widened and she was forcefully thrown to the kitchen wall as Draco shielded his eyes. As he looked back up again, Heidi was sliding down to the floor, her mouth bleeding to the side. She was knocked out cold.

Suddenly, Ginny came running back into the room wearing her cloak. She looked at Heidi and screamed loudly, covering her mouth.

"Ginny, I -"

"Heidi!" Ginny cried, running over to her. She put her fingers on Heidi's neck and slowly stood back up, turning around to face Draco.

"What did you do to her?" she murmured, her teeth pressed together and her eyes narrowed at him. Draco glanced at Heidi.

"She - she's dead?" he asked incredulously. Ginny rolled her eyes at him and scowled.

"No, of course not," she told him. "But she could've been."

"Oh," Draco said. He swallowed. There was silence.

"Draco, what made you think you could do something like that?" she exclaimed suddenly, making Draco jump.

"Well I..."

"Well you... what?" Ginny snapped at him. Draco swallowed once more, unsure of what to say. Here was Ginny, well again, screaming in his face when he had come just to rescue her.

"I'm sorry."

Draco said it so quietly that Ginny raised her eyebrows and peered at him.

"You're what?" she whispered. Draco looked straight into her dark eyes and melted into them.

"I'm sorry, okay? Is that what you want? For me to be sorry?" he said, louder this time. "Because if you ask me, she got what she deserved, I think. You know, you should be grateful right now, I'm doing all of this for you, and then you come barging in shouting right to me when all I wanted was you and all you wanted was to believe Heidi. I mean, Ginny, would you believe Heidi or your own boyfriend? Some people just don't -"

Ginny's lips crushing against his suddenly cut him off mid-sentence, her hands cupping both of his flushed cheeks. She slowly backed away and put a strand of hair behind one of his ears, smiling.

"I know why you did it," she told him.

Draco looked at her solemnly and took her hands, kissing them delicately.

"For you," he said.

There was a sudden shifting noise to the right of them, and both of them whipped their heads toward the entrance of the kitchen.

Blanc was now standing, her eyes red and watery from rubbing them so much. For what reason, Draco and Ginny did not know. They had not even noticed her earlier; they had been focusing more on Heidi.

"Where am I?" she said, looking around in fear. Her glassy eyes were swiveling in every direction, as if trying to recognize where she was at the time.

Ginny turned her head back at Draco, confused, and he half-shrugged. The two of them had no idea what was going on, nor did they really want to know.

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Blanc was now staring at the two of them and they stared back. No one spoke.

"W-What's going on?" Blanc said, her voice completely cracked. "Why is zis man dead? Who killed 'im? What's 'appening?"

Her voice was now growing louder, and she was panicking. Ginny walked forward to her and took her by the shoulders, looking at her straight in the eye.

"You mean you don't know where you've been this whole time?" Ginny said. All of this was rather confusing to her.

Blanc was not looking at Ginny, but still examining the kitchen. She was blinking constantly, as if her eyes were still adjusting to everything.

"Heidi and I were in zis room a few hours ago," she muttered, and Ginny quickly glanced at Draco before turning back to Blanc.

"A few hours ago?" she said, slightly wincing. That was when Lucius had tortured her when she had gotten Fred's letter and Lucius had seen.

"Yes," Blanc whispered, and she finally looked at Ginny. "I... I think I remember."

"Remember what?" Ginny said hastily, her grip on Blanc's shoulders becoming firmer. "What is it, Blanc?"

Blanc's eyes were watery again, but she did not say anything. Then Ginny had figured it out. How could she have been so daft to not notice? The strange, sudden amnesia, rubbing of the eyes, and then remembering everything all over again was definitely imposing as a sort of sign.

"Blanc, were you... were you under the Imperius Curse?" said Ginny in a hushed voice. Blanc looked off into the distance, her eyebrows all the way up to her silky brown hair.

"I... maybe... oh, I can't think."

She clasped her forehead and sat back down in the chair she had been sitting in, rubbing her eyes again. Ginny looked back at Draco, who shrugged confusedly. Ginny sighed and turned back to Blanc.

"You can come back to Hogwarts with me and Draco," she told her forcefully. "We'll tell Dumbledore everything."

"And what do you mean by everything?" Draco suddenly butted in, walking up to Ginny and taking her by the shoulders like she had done with Blanc.

"I mean..." Ginny said quietly. "The truth."

"THE TRUTH?" shouted Draco, and Ginny jumped. Draco let go of her shoulders. "TELL HIM I MURDERED MY OWN FATHER? ARE YOU MAD, GINNY?"

"Well what else are we supposed to say? The knife slipped?" Ginny yelled back. Both of them were breathing hard, as if they had been fighting like this for hours. Ginny calmed down slowly and stepped closer to Draco, whispering.

"Look... there's nothing else to do. You have to turn yourself in... it's the only way," she said. Draco sighed, his eyes on the ground rather than on Ginny.

"What if I never see you again?" he muttered. Ginny swallowed slowly and her eyes started getting damp again.

"At least I'll know what you did for me," she told him, and she made him looked at her. His cheeks were completely white; you could tell that he was scared. The two of them stared at each other for an eternity before Blanc spoke.

"I do not understand," she said loudly, and Draco and Ginny broke apart. "Zis Hogwarts... I do not go zere. I go to Beauxbatons, and I demand to see Madame Maxime at once!"

"Calm down, Blanc, we're trying to figure this out," Ginny assured her, walking over and putting a hand on her back.

"No!" Blanc yelled, pushing Ginny's hand away. Ginny looked frightened by Blanc's sudden behavior. "Je veux aller à la maison! Prenez-moi la maison! En ce moment!"

"Blanc, calm down!" Ginny shrieked, but Blanc was getting restless. She was flinging her arms around and screaming her lungs out, trying to get away from Ginny. Draco tried to come in between them, but Blanc's sharp nails kept going at him and she had eventually scratched his elbow.

"Ow," he said for the second time that night, putting his hand over the tiny scratch. He blew a huge raspberry at her and chuckled to himself.

"DRACO! STOP ACTING LIKE A BABY AND HELP ME!" Ginny bellowed, her voice echoing throughout the kitchen.

Draco didn't answer as he saw Blanc getting even more violent; she was kicking and screaming and pulling at Ginny's hair like there was no tomorrow.

"Calm down!" Ginny shrieked once again. Blanc opened her eyes, which had been closed shut, and looked at her with rage.

She cried piercingly and hit Ginny, hard, in the face.

There was sudden silence. The moonlight in the room was dimming, and there was complete darkness. Heidi was slightly stirring, but otherwise no sound was heard.

Ginny did not say anything at first. She had clasped her cheek in which Blanc had hit and had an incredulous look on her face. Slowly she took her hand away from her cheek, which was now as red as her hair, and her face was serious.

"We are to leave now," she said softly, and she glanced over at Draco. She then turned on her heel and rushed out of the kitchen, her robes trailing behind her and her fiery hair whipping every which way.

Draco started walking in her direction, but Blanc stopped him suddenly. Her eyes were red as they were before, and they looked as if they could explode.

"Draco..." she murmured. "I was not under ze Imperius Curse."