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[A/N] Well, AGAIN I have another story!!! I have been thinking about it for weeks and I need to get it out of my system. It may just be a one shot, but I will leave room for updates in case I get enough reviews. Also, this story is my way of trying to get rid of my writer's block for "Golden Wings and a Halo" I tried writing the next chapter when I got back, but it was hopelessly forced, so I will be doing it over again. Capishe?

An Emerald Ring

Chapter 1: Young lioness in the snake's den

Ginevra Molly Weasely crept into the dank stone dungeons. She had left her quill in Professor Snape's classroom, and it was her only one. She needed to get it back to finish her homework, even if it was after curfew. She had considered steeling Harry's invisibility cloak, but he Ron and Hermione had been whispering a lot lately, that usually meant they would be putting it to good use some time soon. She didn't want Harry to go up looking for it, and find it was not there. In truth, she was terrified of these tunnels, she knew the Slytherin's made their den here, and she knew not one of them would think twice about hurting her. But she was tired, and not thinking clearly, and so, her quill seemed the most important thing in her mind at the moment. She even thought herself as kind of brave, instead of severely stupid. She saw a small glint of gold right next to the dark wall. A year as a seeker made her unnaturally aware of small golden objects. She crept towards it, only to find a little golden ring, with an oval emerald set right into the band, it had no fastening holding the stone in, it was simply sitting, in-made with the gold. She picked it up to find it heavy and slightly warm, and that meant someone had lost it recently. But she found herself caught in the gaze of the emerald eye. She wanted to keep it. She had never had little luxuries like jewellery, unless you counted the thin golden chain she wore on special occasions. She slipped the ring onto her index finder, only to find it was too big, and slid right off, it was obviously made for a man. She pocketed it and kept on walking, suddenly all to aware of how similar all the walls looked at night. She had not idea where she was. But she was saved by a person gliding gracefully out of the shadows, her relief soon turned to terror as she realised it was none other then [A/N: You guessed it!] Draco Malfoy.

"What are you doing down her little lion cub?" He asked, his voice a whisper, and a sneer on his face. Ginny was visibly trembling.

"I...I...I fo-forgot-..." Suddenly, her bravery, or maybe stupidity returned to her. "None of your business Malfoy." She said firmly, and made to walk away. But she suddenly found she was physically being pressed against the wall. The Slytherin Prince's face, and inch from hers.

"Yes, my young lioness, it is my business, because you see, you a trespassing in the land of the snake." He sneered at her, but speaking almost as quietly as before. "And I rule here." He added as almost an after thought.

"What are you going to do? Rape me?" Ginny asked sarcastically. Suddenly his dominating face changed to a shocked one, then to angry and disgusted. Whether or not he was disgusted with the idea of rape, or only of raping her, Ginny did not know. But then, his expression became one of forced calmness. He put her down so gently, that only after he carefully let go of her shoulders did she notice that her feet had not been touching the ground when she had been pressed up against the wall. Ginny had been joking when she had said "Rape me?" It was what she said to her friends when they asked her to do something, then play fully said, "Or else!" After. It was only force of habit that she had said it to Malfoy, but the seriousness in what he next said scared her.

"No, my little lion cub. I will not rape you." Then he stepped away from her as if to prove it. Ginny was shocked, scared, and lost. But, she was frightened of Malfoy, and decided the best thing to do was to get out of there. So she turned on her heal and marched away.

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She had been wandering for so long now, that she had almost forgotten about the reason she had come, and was eternally frustrated when she came to a split in the paths. She did a quick, "Iny Miny myni moe," and picked the left path. She started to walk towards it when Malfoy once again stepped out of the shadows.

"Are you following me or something?" She asked, frightened by his sudden appearance.

"Not that way, Gryfendor kitten. Unless you really do want to be raped." Was all he said, then walked past her, his robes flipping behind him, snapping around her ankles as if telling her to follow him. She didn't see any other choice, and so jogged quickly to catch up to the snake. But she didn't know if she was imagining the high-pitched scream of a girl in distress. By Malfoy's subtle flinch and look of disgust, she knew she wasn't.

The dark tunnels twisted and turned, Ginny marvelled at how much more complicated they seemed at night then when she was going to a potions class. And she couldn't help but be suspicious of Malfoy. What if he was just leading her into a trap? Her reasonable side told her that if he wanted to lead her into a trap, he wouldn't have stopped her from going down that dangerous tunnel. Her reasonable side proved correct when she found herself standing right in front of the exit. She turned to thank Malfoy, but he was already enveloped in shadows. But she heard him warn her with five words.

"Stay in you place, Kitten."

She was left in the semi darkness with a faint tingling creeping down her spine. Which she soon realised was fear, and loss.

[A/N] So? How was it? You want more chapters? Did you notice that Draco did not once say her name? This story is greatly anusing me. Wait to see what I have in store for the ring. That is, if you want more chapters!