1 Chaptered: Buried a Lie (Draco/Ginny)
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amorphousTitle: Buried a Lie; Chapter 5: Fight or Flight
Words: circa 2100 (this chapter)
Rating: PG (this chapter)
Characters/Pairings: Main: Draco/Ginny, Minor/Beginning/Temporary: Draco/Luna, Harry/Ginny (other couples mentioned)
Warnings: CHARACTER DEATH. Pretty much totally disregards the epilogue of DH.
Author's Notes: I know a super beta and her name is![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-userinfo.gif)
jandjsalmon.
Summary: (this chapter) It's either fight or flight -- you can't have both.
Previous chapters: 1 | 2 | 3 | 4
Draco met Luna's eyes. He had avoided it before now, but the time for Occlumency made it mandatory. He wished he knew a different way, but this was the only way that seemed to have any chance of working. He needed his life back.
Her eyes seemed sad.
"Shall we start?" he asked coldly, dousing the urge to ask her what's wrong or to hold her.
She nodded silently as if at a lost for words.
"Don't go searching in his mind for anything but the memories he is missing!" Pansy interjected from her seat on the couch.
Luna just nodded.
"She knows what she's doing," Ginny said curtly, glaring at Pansy.
"Weasley, I'm here to protect my friend and make sure you bints don't fuck around again."
"So? No one asked you to stay."
"Shut up both of you," Draco said angrily. Since when is my getting my life back a show for everyone to watch?
Pansy fished for her lighter in her bag and quickly lit up a cigarette.
"Do you have to smoke in here?" Ginny asked, glaring at her.
"Yes, I do," Pansy said as she promptly exhaled the smoke in Ginny's direction.
"Bitch," Ginny muttered.
Pansy smirked at her.
"Are you girls done? Can we actually start now?" Draco asked coldly, feeling like the only adult in the room.
"Go on, love," Pansy said, smiling at him.
Draco looked back at Luna; her eyes seemed sadder if that were possible. "Damn it. Luna what the fuck is wrong with you?"
The blond shook her head. "Nothing."
"Just get on with it then."
Luna took a deep breath as she raised her wand.
---
The memories flew around in his head, boiling to the surface at her provocation. The last few months' connected suddenly, making him regret everything. An interest in the Quibbler, a romance with Luna, sex with Luna, Xenophilius' death.
He stumbled backward.
"Draco, are you alright?" Pansy asked, jumping to her feet.
"I'm fine," he muttered, tearing his eyes away from Luna's. "They really fucked with me."
Pansy frowned at her friend. "Get out. Both of you."
"You can't tell us to leave. It's not even your house!" Ginny exclaimed, walking over to put her arm around Luna's shoulders.
"Out," Draco ordered, pointing to the door.
"You don't even want to talk about what you saw?" Ginny prompted cautiously.
"No. She's done enough. She's fucked with me long enough." He jabbed his hand at the door. "Out!"
"Draco, can I please explain my side?" Luna's far away voice asked quietly. Tears suddenly filled her eyes.
"No," he answered coldly. As if on impulse, he pulled Pansy to him and kissed her passionately.
"Asshole," Ginny muttered as she steered Luna toward the door, slamming it behind them
As soon as they had left, Draco pushed Pansy away.
She didn't mind. "Draco, love, how are you feeling?"
"Fucked."
Pansy chuckled, smiling at him. "It's good to have the real Draco back."
---
Ginny sighed as she sat down on her couch. "Luna, have a seat." Ginny said gesturing to the chair.
Luna was fidgety. "I don't really want to."
Ginny sighed. "What are you going to do now?"
"Nothing."
"Luna! You can just let him be like that to you!"
"Ginny, he hates me."
"He doesn't hate you. He doesn't know you."
"He hates who he thinks I am."
"Don't be like that. Don't go down without a fight!"
"A fight? I can't fight for him, Ginny; he hates me."
"Stop saying that!"
"Forget it."
"Luna, I'm not just going to forget it. You are in pain. I won't just forget my friend is in pain."
"I'm not in pain, Ginny," Luna lied. Her eyes showed her pain.
"Lair," Ginny muttered. She sighed. "I think you should go to talk to him. Try to reason with Draco."
"Draco is not someone you reason with."
"Sure he is."
"You don't know that, Ginny. You don't know him. I know him."
"You know who he was with your father messing with his head."
"I know him Ginny!" Luna swung away from her.
"Luna, just talk to him. See what he has to say. Without Pansy there. Or me."
Luna turned back to face her, frowning. "I can't, Ginny. I can't take the rejection."
"He won't reject you."
"Ginny! He's already rejected me."
"He's an ass."
"He is not an ass. He's just… not the damned Gryffindor men you are used to."
Ginny laughed. "He's an ass."
"Ginny! Remember the insulting Draco conversation that we had?"
Ginny pressed her lips together. "Fine. I'll keep my opinion to myself."
Luna sighed softly, dropping down onto the floor.
"There's a chair."
"I'm fine." Luna's voice was back to its normal dreamy tone.
"You are not." Ginny paused. "You truly love Draco don't you?"
Luna looked up at her, her eyes sad. "I'm completely and utterly in love with him."
"Then fight for the man! He'd be insane not to be in love with you, too!"
Luna folded her legs and wrapped her arms around them, pulling them to her chest. "I miss him," she whispered into her knees.
Ginny walked over to her, and knelt next to her. "Fight for him, Luna. Fight him for him with all your might."
Luna didn't look up. "I can't. I was just as guilty as my father."
---
Draco disentangled himself from Pansy and stood up. The floor was not the most comfortable place to have sex, but it had been convenient.
Pansy stirred in her sleep, opening her eyes. "Draco, love?"
"I'm right here," he whispered, pulling on his pants that were on the floor a few feet away.
"I missed this." She yawned, her dark hair falling in her face.
He smirked at her. "You've found no one better?"
She smirked back. "Of course not."
His smirk was arrogant. He felt like he hadn't in months: in control.
Pansy stood up, scanning the room for her discarded clothes. Finding them, she pulled them on. "I guess I should leave you to your thoughts…"
He wasn't someone to like a sleepover, but he reached for her hand. "Stay with me, Pansy."
Pansy stared at him in disbelief for a moment. "Are you serious?"
"Pansy, I need you tonight. I need to not feel so fucked up!" He threw himself down on the couch.
She smiled impishly at him as she sat down beside him. "If I stay, what are we going to do?"
He smirked at her again. "Whatever you want, love, whatever you want." He pulled her back down to kiss her again.
She kissed him back, opening her mouth for his tongue to go in.
Pulling back, she whispered against his mouth. "Draco, I think I missed you so much, because I love you."
He froze.
Words: circa 2100 (this chapter)
Rating: PG (this chapter)
Characters/Pairings: Main: Draco/Ginny, Minor/Beginning/Temporary: Draco/Luna, Harry/Ginny (other couples mentioned)
Warnings: CHARACTER DEATH. Pretty much totally disregards the epilogue of DH.
Author's Notes: I know a super beta and her name is
jandjsalmon.Summary: (this chapter) It's either fight or flight -- you can't have both.
Previous chapters: 1 | 2 | 3 | 4
Draco met Luna's eyes. He had avoided it before now, but the time for Occlumency made it mandatory. He wished he knew a different way, but this was the only way that seemed to have any chance of working. He needed his life back.
Her eyes seemed sad.
"Shall we start?" he asked coldly, dousing the urge to ask her what's wrong or to hold her.
She nodded silently as if at a lost for words.
"Don't go searching in his mind for anything but the memories he is missing!" Pansy interjected from her seat on the couch.
Luna just nodded.
"She knows what she's doing," Ginny said curtly, glaring at Pansy.
"Weasley, I'm here to protect my friend and make sure you bints don't fuck around again."
"So? No one asked you to stay."
"Shut up both of you," Draco said angrily. Since when is my getting my life back a show for everyone to watch?
Pansy fished for her lighter in her bag and quickly lit up a cigarette.
"Do you have to smoke in here?" Ginny asked, glaring at her.
"Yes, I do," Pansy said as she promptly exhaled the smoke in Ginny's direction.
"Bitch," Ginny muttered.
Pansy smirked at her.
"Are you girls done? Can we actually start now?" Draco asked coldly, feeling like the only adult in the room.
"Go on, love," Pansy said, smiling at him.
Draco looked back at Luna; her eyes seemed sadder if that were possible. "Damn it. Luna what the fuck is wrong with you?"
The blond shook her head. "Nothing."
"Just get on with it then."
Luna took a deep breath as she raised her wand.
---
The memories flew around in his head, boiling to the surface at her provocation. The last few months' connected suddenly, making him regret everything. An interest in the Quibbler, a romance with Luna, sex with Luna, Xenophilius' death.
He stumbled backward.
"Draco, are you alright?" Pansy asked, jumping to her feet.
"I'm fine," he muttered, tearing his eyes away from Luna's. "They really fucked with me."
Pansy frowned at her friend. "Get out. Both of you."
"You can't tell us to leave. It's not even your house!" Ginny exclaimed, walking over to put her arm around Luna's shoulders.
"Out," Draco ordered, pointing to the door.
"You don't even want to talk about what you saw?" Ginny prompted cautiously.
"No. She's done enough. She's fucked with me long enough." He jabbed his hand at the door. "Out!"
"Draco, can I please explain my side?" Luna's far away voice asked quietly. Tears suddenly filled her eyes.
"No," he answered coldly. As if on impulse, he pulled Pansy to him and kissed her passionately.
"Asshole," Ginny muttered as she steered Luna toward the door, slamming it behind them
As soon as they had left, Draco pushed Pansy away.
She didn't mind. "Draco, love, how are you feeling?"
"Fucked."
Pansy chuckled, smiling at him. "It's good to have the real Draco back."
---
Ginny sighed as she sat down on her couch. "Luna, have a seat." Ginny said gesturing to the chair.
Luna was fidgety. "I don't really want to."
Ginny sighed. "What are you going to do now?"
"Nothing."
"Luna! You can just let him be like that to you!"
"Ginny, he hates me."
"He doesn't hate you. He doesn't know you."
"He hates who he thinks I am."
"Don't be like that. Don't go down without a fight!"
"A fight? I can't fight for him, Ginny; he hates me."
"Stop saying that!"
"Forget it."
"Luna, I'm not just going to forget it. You are in pain. I won't just forget my friend is in pain."
"I'm not in pain, Ginny," Luna lied. Her eyes showed her pain.
"Lair," Ginny muttered. She sighed. "I think you should go to talk to him. Try to reason with Draco."
"Draco is not someone you reason with."
"Sure he is."
"You don't know that, Ginny. You don't know him. I know him."
"You know who he was with your father messing with his head."
"I know him Ginny!" Luna swung away from her.
"Luna, just talk to him. See what he has to say. Without Pansy there. Or me."
Luna turned back to face her, frowning. "I can't, Ginny. I can't take the rejection."
"He won't reject you."
"Ginny! He's already rejected me."
"He's an ass."
"He is not an ass. He's just… not the damned Gryffindor men you are used to."
Ginny laughed. "He's an ass."
"Ginny! Remember the insulting Draco conversation that we had?"
Ginny pressed her lips together. "Fine. I'll keep my opinion to myself."
Luna sighed softly, dropping down onto the floor.
"There's a chair."
"I'm fine." Luna's voice was back to its normal dreamy tone.
"You are not." Ginny paused. "You truly love Draco don't you?"
Luna looked up at her, her eyes sad. "I'm completely and utterly in love with him."
"Then fight for the man! He'd be insane not to be in love with you, too!"
Luna folded her legs and wrapped her arms around them, pulling them to her chest. "I miss him," she whispered into her knees.
Ginny walked over to her, and knelt next to her. "Fight for him, Luna. Fight him for him with all your might."
Luna didn't look up. "I can't. I was just as guilty as my father."
---
Draco disentangled himself from Pansy and stood up. The floor was not the most comfortable place to have sex, but it had been convenient.
Pansy stirred in her sleep, opening her eyes. "Draco, love?"
"I'm right here," he whispered, pulling on his pants that were on the floor a few feet away.
"I missed this." She yawned, her dark hair falling in her face.
He smirked at her. "You've found no one better?"
She smirked back. "Of course not."
His smirk was arrogant. He felt like he hadn't in months: in control.
Pansy stood up, scanning the room for her discarded clothes. Finding them, she pulled them on. "I guess I should leave you to your thoughts…"
He wasn't someone to like a sleepover, but he reached for her hand. "Stay with me, Pansy."
Pansy stared at him in disbelief for a moment. "Are you serious?"
"Pansy, I need you tonight. I need to not feel so fucked up!" He threw himself down on the couch.
She smiled impishly at him as she sat down beside him. "If I stay, what are we going to do?"
He smirked at her again. "Whatever you want, love, whatever you want." He pulled her back down to kiss her again.
She kissed him back, opening her mouth for his tongue to go in.
Pulling back, she whispered against his mouth. "Draco, I think I missed you so much, because I love you."
He froze.
