43. Will this be the end of us
"Ginny? Are we talking about the same Ginny here?" Draco wanted to know and tried suppressing a giggle.
"Ginny Weasley, yes." I reply and roll my eyes at him.
At least he didn't get angry as I had thought he would. Although the disbelief was nearly as annoying.
"Hopefully you told her that not everybody can join the Death Eaters just like that. You-know-who has to accept you too." Draco told me, more serious now.
"I don't have the time to discuss this now. We'll be late for Potions." I sighed exhausted, got up and dusted off my skirt. I strode towards the school, past the lake and a group of giggling first years, without waiting for Draco. By the time I reached the entrance door, Draco had caught up with me. Without speaking a word, we walked towards our classroom, the silence being as uncomfortable as never before. Harry and Ron were standing in the group of students in front of the classroom, not even looking up as we approached. As the door opened, I pulled Draco aside and waited until we were on our own.
"How do I leave the Death Eaters?" I asked him.
His eyes widened. Nervously he looked around until he turned back to me.
"Can't we talk about that another time, somewhere else perhaps?" he growled, trying to intimidate me.
"No!" I snap and take a step towards him, forcing him to back into the wall behind him.
"You die." Draco whispered.
"Do you think, there is a curse connected to the dark mark? So that it will kill you automatically?" I asked Ginny, after I had told her about the happenings.
"No. But why would you want to leave all of a sudden?" Ginny wanted to know.
"Can't you just be happy? I'm doing this for you after all!" I exclaimed.
Why did I have the sudden feeling of having to defend myself?
"I am. Believe me. But why now?" Ginny gasped.
Why now? That was a very good question.
"I don't know. Because I don't want you to join the Dark Lord. The only girl I could ever call a friend. I can't accept the fact that you would turn to the dark side for my sake only." I explained, realizing that was in fact the reason.
Ginny exhaled roughly. Somehow I hadn't even realized she had held her breath in the first place. Why was she so relieved? She had been so upset about my decision just a minute ago.
"What does that mean to Draco and you?" Ginny asked the most important question.
That, I had asked myself a lot too. What would it mean to Draco and me?