What are big brothers for

Disclaimer: I own nothing. All characters are property of respectable J. K. Rowling.
(I\'m just messing around with them.)

Warning: Lucius, incest
Note: text between /slashes/ indicates thoughts, dreams or daydreaming
text between ~~~ indicates flashback
Still without a beta :( therefore for all mistakes you find blame me ;)

What are big brothers for


Chapter fourteen


My heart is covered
With thoughts entangled
How could it ever have felt so real?
Is there a place more lonely than I feel within?
Could I have seen?
Could I have known?
I just took it as the truth
Everyone with a friendly face
Seems to hide some secret inside
Always there to remind me
To keep me from believing
That someone might be there
Who\'ll free me and never ever leave me


Within Temptation (Caged)


*****

\"Mum, I\'m going to London tomorrow,\" said Ginny while sipping her soup.

\"What for honey? Did you get the letter from school and the list of books?\" Mrs Weasley was just putting some pasta on Bill\'s plate.

\"To spend few days with Fred and George and to meet some friends,\" explained Ginny.

Bill lifted his gaze and saw Ginny\'s determined look.

\"What friends Ginny?\" asked Mrs Weasley absent-mindedly still loading Bill\'s plate.

\"A friend. Dean, you know mum,\" blushed she, not because she would be embarrassed talking about her possible date but because she felt slightly guilty to talk about other guy in front of Bill. If he felt any kind of jealously he hid it well, eating his pasta like he heard nothing more ordinary than mum\'s chatting about news.

\"Oh, of course dear. Bill can take you there!\" Bill nearly choked on his last bite.

*****

\"Stupid,\" Bill punched the innocent desk in his room that did nothing to him. \"Acting like a kid - to make me jealous. How childish!\" He had completely forgotten that this was exactly what he was hoping for - to let him go, to forget him.


*****

Ginny woke up after midnight after a dreamless, feverish slumber and got up to get some water. She went down the stairs barefooted, not turning the lights on, she welcomed the soft, cozy darkness tsurrsurrounded her. This way she could pretend it\'s all but a bad dream and wait for the morning that won\'t change a thing.

Ginny felt trapped - why the fuck did shee upe up this childish scheme? White-hot anger leapt inside her, she wanted to shout and throw things in the walls till they crash with loud cracks. She was struggling in vain to get herseome ome rest. It was like being in a cage with invisible bars, a cage within her. She blamed Bill, then she blamed herself, feeling miserable and enraged. Ginny drank a glass of cold water and left the kitchen feeling even more depressed if that was possible.

Returning upstairs she stopped in the bathroom to watch the dark sky sprinkled with silver dots. To run outside this house, run till her legs give up and collapse...Then her gaze caught a glimpse of something dark, hanging from the shelf. It was Bill\'s chestnut brown pullover that Mrs Weasley had knitted him three years ago. That\'s why he wore it only at home.


~~~~~~~~~~~~~ flashback ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~

\"It\'s the most hideous color ever,\" laughed Ginny as they were lying naked in Bill\'s bed when their parents were away.

\"Really? So how come that you snitched it from me and wear it today?\" Bill asked playfully and tug a lock of her hair behind her small ear.

\"I don\'t mind the color till it smells,\" Ginny confessed absentmindedly, running her fingers down Bill\'s bare chest.

\"I never knew that you have *a thing* for stinky sweaters,\" Bill kissed her fiercely but got a punch in his shoulder anyway.

\"What,\" he grinned and pulled her struggling body closer. Ginny shifted and put her head in her palms examining Bill closely.

\"I mean, you git, that it smells like you, that means nice - almonds and mint and some woodsy smell, like dry leaves,\" Ginny meekly explained to Bill.

\"I smell like that?!\" Bill raised his brow.

\"Yes, ...well, when you take a shower,\" a wicked smile lingered in the corner of her full lips. Bill pushed her on her back, arching and kissing her wildly...

~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ end of the flashback ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~


That happened only three weeks ago - and in this moment she was standing in front of the mirror, holding this sweater like her life would depend upon it. Ginny stripped her pajama and wrapped herself in oversized jumper that still smelt of Bill. She slipped down on her knees, curled up on the bath rug and closed her eyes in an attempt to pretend that Bill was by her side, watching her and loving her. It felt cold here on the floor, she wasn\'t sure if that coldness was atinating from the stone floor or from her inside.

The pain didn\'t seem to cease - it only increased as the days passed by. The dull pain was to real to be neglected, sometimes after crying for hours in the silence of the night she thought that she had shed almost all of her tears, But Ginny felt that empty space in her chest which was hard and cold. It happened that she had to bit her knuckles till they bleed because the physical pain was something she could death. th. The pain induced by sleepless nights and feeling of emptiness and meaninglessness was what drove her mad. She was so helpless, there was nothing she could do to make it better. Only Bill could. And he wouldn\'t. Not anymore.

He would sit there behind the table sipping his coffee after running like they never existed, then he would take a shower, dress, eat whatever mum prepared and leave for work. He would come back home in the evening, exhausted and emotionless. He would hi hi to her, how she\'s doing and all that crap and eat his dinner before he went to bed. Never noticing her pain, she was hiding it pretty well, though. A hope that Bill would come to her bed eventually grew fainter as days passed by.

He was ignoring her pain, he looked in her eyes and there was nothing but blank gaze.
\"Something wrong? Can I help you?\" She hated these words. She felt like hitting him and scratching his expressionless face to tear hask ask away. Ginny longed for his touch, his steady heartbeat than told her that she\'s safe and wanted.

She wished that it would be yesterday and everything would be like it used to be. Bill and her together. The end.

/And if not - please, let the school start before I go mad and burn all the bridges.../


*****

The very next day Ginny and Bill went to the city, Bill didn\'t talk much - he was probably thinking about bringing more Death Eaters down. Ginny took a quick glance from aside when they walked down the street where the twins had their apartment.

/Right, just after I get rid of my sis I will kick some Death Eaters asses/ Ginny frowned as she imagined Bill\'s thoughts. /Yea, who cares about love and stuff when you can hunt some real evil bastards.../ she kept on in this fake nagging voice in her head and she didn\'t even suspect how far from the truth she was.

/Still yourself Bill, NOW!/ He inh dee deeply and tried to act as normal as possible when the stubborn jealously refused to let go. /That Dean-guy she fancies... it couldn\'t be... can she be over him already? No way, she was in love with him. Big. He felt that. But she\'s a teenager, she can change her mind twice a minute... not Ginny, not his Ginny...she\'s probably just making him jealous on purpose...hold on, Bill. It\'s your fucking brilliant plan!/ Bill was mad at himself, he could slap himself in order to get himself together before he grabs her and kisses her and stay that way till stars come falling down the sky.

They stopped at the front door, both looking moody and gloomy.

\"Well, here we are,\" started Bill angry at his pompousness. Like a corny idiot before kissing his date good night. Jerk of a Weasley, he called himself.

\"Yea, right,...\" Ginny said unenthusiastically. \"Ehm, thanks for escorting me...\" she felt stupid, she sounded like a hillbilly on a very first date. Stupid, stupid! She shouted in headhead.

\"OK, off I go...\" Bill turned half way from her but something forced him to look at her again.

\"Ehm, have fun,\" he didn\'t sound convincing. Ginny lifted her gaze and locked it with his.

/Come to me, kiss me, come.../ her heart started to pound like mad, thrusting against her ribcage and her mouth felt unnaturally dry.

\"Thanks, you too,\" Ginny managed to form few words. She hoped that she won\'t blush or collapse before him because her legs turned into je Bil Bill felt the warmth of her body drawling him to her, he wanted to tangle his fingers in her hair, feeling their silky texture beneath his fingertips, pull her closer and never leave those soft, enticing lips. The desire was rocking through his veins, burning and stinging and this was the most subtle torment he ever experienced.

Bill blinked, completely bedazzled from her bright, warm look and apparated in the next moment. Otherwise he would claim Ginny at their brot thr threshold no matter what.


*****

Ginny needed to sit down as Bill disappeared from her sight. She leaned her head to the cold wall and let tears escape her eyes. Nothing, there was nothing left for her. Only his work matters! Ginny got mad and stood up. She wasn\'t in the mood for George and Fred\'s jokes. She needed to clear her head. Making a sudden decision she walked down the street, not knowing where her feet are leading her.

Ginny welcomed the solitude of the green of the waste park in front of her. She entered through the iron gates and lost herself among the trees, not paying any attention to the paths.

While she was strolling around the park, deep in her thoughts she bumped into someone standing by the small pond and talking to another, taller man. She lost balance and knocked herself to the ground. Great!
When she lift her vexed gaze she recognized the pair - it was the Malfoys, Draco and his father, shocking realization hit Ginny.
\"Cheerios, little Red,\" drawled Draco. His gaze slipped down her body clearly evaluating her figure. She wore low cut jeans, unbuttoned shirt and tank top that was revealing more than a hint of her breasts. It was supposed to be date dress code. Well, she wanted Bill to think so, anyway. She buttoned her shirt while Draco\'s hungry eyes glistened in desire.

\"Not bad, but you could add a bit of flesh on your bones to get the right proportions,\" he grinned still sta at at her. Ginny\'s cheeks got red and she glared at him. What a greasy pig he is! And his father, not interfering, he was probably enjoying this little *situation* thought Ginny when she crawled on her feet.

\"Stop drooling, dickhead. I\'m late for something and I\'m not in the mood for your shit,\" Ginny hissed and turned away from them.

\"Well, Weasley manners, though I\'m a tad surprised, I thought that at least the girl can behave herself,\" mused Lucius over her and his embarrassed son.

\"That bitch!\" Draco watched her leaving. \"I\'ll teach her!\"

\"Draco, you\'re my son but you\'re a complete idiot! You just never fail to disappoint me,\" commented Lucius. \"She is too low to spend your time on her. understood? Good. Shall we? Unlike you I don\'t have a whole day to lose. And since I returned from the Azkaban I have to be little cautious.\"


*****

It was pathetic to make Bill jealous of Dean but Ginny didn\'te upe up with anything else. Her brains were frozen and melting at the same time. All she was able to think about was Bill or rather the absence of Bill.
She didn\'t send message to Dean to meet her. She just wanted Bill to think so and she needed some time to think. Maybe she should get drunk and not think for a change. She was thinking so hard but it helped zero. She was sitting on a bench divided between being mad at Bill and being very sad.

\"Still waiting?\" Ginny jumped as dry voice came from behind her back. She turned and saw Lucius Malfoy standing there. His black coat waved in mild breeze and his sleek silver hair cascaded down his shoulders. An evil omen, she thought. But it was his gray gaze that planted a disturbing feeling of unease in her. It was like he knew all , literally everything, when he looked at her.

\"May I join you?\" it was just a phrase, not a polite request. Malfoy never asked for what they wanted to do or thought that they were entitled to. He sat down on the bench and watched her for a couple of moments. He could clearly see her unease and resent when she shifted, putting as much safe distance between them as the bench allowed.

\"Still hard feelings for sneaking you that book?\" Lucius suddenly asked Ginny and caught her unprepared. Yes, the Tom Riddle\'s famous diary.

\"Yea, but I never liked you anyway,\" her honesty startled him.

\"Itrealreally refreshing to find an honest person every so often,\" Lucius drawled, removing his black gloves and stretching his long, pale fingers. It was a small, almost obscure sign of some kind of intimacy that softened Ginny\'s sharp defense. \"Not too often, of course.\"

\"How is your fine brother doing?\" Lucius politely required, watching her closely.

\"Which one?\" retorted Ginluntluntly.

\"The oldest, thertesrtest if you please. The Auror, the one and only,\" igheighed sarcastically still observing her face. Ginny lowered her gaze and looked at the leaves beneath her feet.

\"Bill\'s fine,\" she answered.

\"The wound didn\'t seem to improve his behavior, did it? Still so motivated to bust as many Death Eaters as possible? Yes, guys like him cherish their duty and responsibility more than anything. I do pity future Mrs Weasley on this, or any little girl that feels for him,\" Lucius heard Ginny\'s gasp and her breathing quickened. She was defeated - Malfoy was a straw that broke thck ock of her defense.

\"How,\" her voice was just above a whisper. He saw tears brimming in her eyes that reminded him of Bill and Lucius felt familiar stirring in his loins. Ginny had completely forgotten that the man by her side is a former Death Eater, ex prisoner of Azkaban and thoroughly evil and deceitful person. She had just realized and was convinced that she was second to Bill\'s work and that even Malfoy knew that. It hurt more than finding Bill with some other woman would. She couldn\'t struggle with her emotions any more, her walls gave up and she burst in sobbing. She wrapped her arms around her knees and tremors rocked through her lean body. Bill cast her off because of his work, she didn\'t matter more than a single Death Eater. He preferred his revenge than her love. Tears were running down her pale cheeks, soaking the collar of her shirt, her whole body threatened to collapse when firm arms pulled her in a tight embrace to provide her some support.

\"Now, now. Don\'t get all upset! A man gotta do what a man gotta do,\" he said.

Fingers caressed her hair and ran up and down her back in soothing movement. Lucius savored the delicate smell of tears and inhaled deeply as Ginny\'s pain and suffer radiated from her in waves. He groped this small, weak and aching body, he wanted to drink her pain. It was like an elixir for Malfoy\'s awaken sensations. So much pain, lust and denial, too good to be true. He was aroused instantly. His cool hand sneaked under her loosened shirt and cupped her breast. Lovely smooth skin, hot from the intensity of suffer. He murmured meaningless words of comfort in her ear, his warm breath caressing the delicate skin of her throat. Ginny wasn\'t aware of Lucius expert fingers folding her breast, she was blind and deaf for anything except for pain that devoured all of her sanity.

\"Let\'s move to some more private place,\" decided Lucius, pulling a portkey from his pocket. He helped her wrapping her fingers around the key and they moved to the quiet and somber room within a minute. Ginny was still clinging to him, her limp body almost rooted to him as he put her in huge, velvet, comfortable chair.

\"Here, drink, it will make you feel better,\" Malfoy purred dark red wine in a small glass and gave it to her. Ginny obediently opened her mouth and took a sip, then another one and another one. Comfortable warmth spread all over her body, numbing her pain.

She felt so weak and didn\'t fight when Lucius unbuttoned her shirt and ran his finger down her bare skin that was damp from crying. Her eyes were blurred as Lucius lifted her chin and kissed her on her mouth, his tongue beseeching her to part these pale lips. He thrust his tongue deep in her throat and sucked greedily till she almost fainted from the lack of air and started to writhe beneath him.

Ginny\'s vision as well as her head cleared a bit and she pressed her hand to her mouth.

\"What have I done?\" she gasped, all confused and dizzy.

\"Nothing yet...\" Malfoy purred. \"But we have time...\"

Ginny moved away from him till her back collided with the chair. How stupid of her to come to Malfoy\'s lair!

\"Don\'t be afraid for your honor, I know you keep it in your family!\" her opened shirt was revealing delicious view of her milky breasts nicely placed in midnight blue bra.

\"What?\" her eyes opened in shock.

\"Don\'t pretend that you are an innocent lamb when you fuck your brother,\" he smirked and watched her through his half-lidded eyes.

\"It\'s not like that... how do you know?\" Ginny was startled.

\"Let\'s say that I provided the place where you could do it without any disturbance, and told your brother about it,\" Lucius licked his upper lip. \"And watch, of course. I\'m not a saint, you know. Have to admit that I would never thought that ties were your thing...\" he patted her cheek lightly.

Ginny thought she would die of embarrassment and hardly breathed. \"Bill told you? Why...But that night at the ball it wasn\'t Bill it was... it was,\" she whispered when the realization hit her like a truck in the road. The scar, the scar on his abdomen! how could she had been so dumb and blind!

\"Sure it was Bill! He wouldn\'t allow anyone except himself to fuck you, his little sis, especially not for the first time. He is not that generous, you know,\" Lucius\' gaze was hypnotizing as of a snake. \"He loved toying with you since you were so convenient, so young and so willing! It is a good laugh, have to admit! We had a good laugh with it!\" His voice dropped lower as she closed her eyes in absolute shame and pain.

\"That\'s a lie!\" she cried. \"Bill would never use me like that! He would never discuss it with you! You\'re lying, you fucker!\" she raised her voice and punched his chest. But her hand was very slow and Lucius hardly felt anything. \"I trust him!\"

\"If it comforts you...\" he drawled. Ginny stood up and started buttoning her shirt with trembling hands. Bill\'s gonna explain a lot to her but she didn\'t believe Malfoy. He knew how to manipulate people\'s minds and all. She was insane to come here with him.

\"Before you go, I should ask you if you feel tired,\" Lucius\' cold gray and Ginny\'s green gaze met. Yes, she felt tired and sleepy, her hands fell limp down her sides while her head lolled back on the chair and slumber claimed her.


*****

Bill was sitting behind his desk and staring blankly to the wall. He had just realized what a jerk he had been. It was like haze had disappeared from his head and he was suddenly able to see everything clear and rational. By Merlin, he acted as a fool. /Go find Ginny, tell her, explain her, beg on your knees for forgiveness, GO FIND GINNY!/ Sudden dread sneaked in his guts. Bill jumped from behind his desk, pushed his wand behind his belt and rushed to the gates.

\"Be back in couple of hours,\" he said to Kingsley who cast him a quizzical look as Bill hurried out. /Boy works too hard/ he thought, before he dived back to his paper work.

*****

Bill apparated to the twin\'s apartment and rang the bell. Nobody answered. Well, maybe she\'s still on her date? Bill recalled razor blade in Ginny\'s hand and felt so nervous that he could easily throw up right there. The Burrows? He apparated in the quiet house where the only noise was wind that was blowing through the open window. Bill decided to check at Fred and George\'s joke shop, just in case.

\"Hey,\" out of breath Bill entered the shop and asked Fred casually.
\"Have you seen Ginny this morning?\"

\"No, why? Should we?\" frowned Fred as he noticed worry in Bill\'s eyes.

\"It\'s probably nothing, but I thought I would check on her. She\'s on a date with that, let me think, Dean guy,\" maybe he was just overreacting.

\"Ginny\'s certainly not on a date with Dean Thomas,\" answered Fred ruffling his hair.

\"How would you know?\" demanded Bill.

\"\'cause he came at least an hour ago and right now he is still talking to George,\" Fred turned his head and Bill followed his movement. He saw a tall, dark haired boy who was deep in conversation with George.

\"Crap,\" slipped past Bill\'s mouth. Fred eyed him questioningly.

\"Something wrong?\" wondered Fred.

\"No, I just needed to ask her something, well, it can wait. See ya!\" Bill was discussing frantically inside his head about the most possible places where Ginny could be. The Diagon Ally? Some park? Shop? Bill rushed past few shops but made an abrupt stop when he realized in how helpless situation he was. He was deciding which direction go first when he walked further, not seeing the people he passed by.

\"What a haste!\" drawled voice behind him and someone grabbed Bill by his elbow. He turned on his heels and found himself facing Lucius Malfoy\'s smirk. Bill violently leapt backwards, out of Lucius\' grip.

\"I don\'t have time for your games,\" Bill glared at the blond wizard that was obviously enjoying it.

\"Not a minute to spare for your old dear friend? Ah, youth!\" Malfoy feigned disappointed. \"Oh, it seems that you lost your wits...\"

Bill ignored blond\'s words and kept walking away. Lucius made a pause, his lips curling viciously.

\"...along with your little sister...\" Bill froze, shiver went through his body. In a second he recollected himself, asking without turning back to Malfoy.

\"Have you seen her?\" his voice was controlled but weary. Lucius moved closer and answered in a whisper, standing so close that his breath caressed Bill\'s skin.

\"I might!\"

\"Where?\" Bill turned swiftly and looked into Malfoy\'s cold gray eyes, calculating if that was a lie or if it might be truth. Bill was almost as tall as Malfoy, but leaner and worry that dwelt in the green depths of his eyes made his face look very young and vulnerable. Lucius hardly stifled down a groan of burning need he felt.

\"Where?\" asked Weasley again, hope and doubt reflecting in his face. This lad is an open book, smirked Malfoy. How did he ever succeeded in becoming an Auror was a total mystery to Lucius. Not that he cared. He remained quiet for a moment, savoring the enticing view of Bill\'s firm lips, remembering how tasteful they felt under his lips.

Bill noticed the dreamy expression on Malfoy\'s face and misinterpreted it as a mere teasing.

\"Where?\" he repeated the question, his handsome face pale with furry, his hands clenched in fists, barely controlling himself from attacking this sleek, blond snake and smashing this arrogant face.

/What a temper!/ thought Lucius with appreciation.

\"Steady Weasley. We should move to some less public place, shall we?\" he watched Bill\'s struggle within himself. He didn\'t seem too pleased with the suggon. on.

\"You can still look around by yourself,\" leered Lucius and pretend that he was leaving.

\"Right,\" gave in Bill gloomily. \"Where to?\"

\"My humble home,\" smiled Malfoy and they apparated on the stairs in front of the Malfoy Mansion.


*****

Bill followed his *host* to the library, where Lucius purred himself a glass of dark red, almost black wine. He seated himself in the chair and asked Bill.
\"Fancy some drink?\"

Bill was suddenly hit by a fact that he made one more mistake. The old git was teasing him.

\"No, I\'m not here for a social visit if you failed to notice,\" snapped Bill irritated. He was a nut case to even think about trusting this bastard, he followed Lucius back to this dreadful house. \"Have you or have you not seen my sister?\" demanded Bill.

\"Right, straight down to business, I must tell you how ardently I admire Aurors\' efficiency. It\'s a wonder that you haven\'t found Dark Lord yet,\" he took a sip of wine, closed his eyes and silently savored the ambrosia-like taste on his tongue. Bill had enough and strode to the doors, completely fed up with Malfoy\'s tricks.

\"You don\'t seem to appreciate *sang virginal*,\" he put the glass on the desk. \"She liked it a lot!\"

\"She was here?\" Bill looked devastated but moved swiftly, pulling the wand from behind his belt when Stupefy spell hit him in the chest and he fell on his back, his vision blackened for a moment.

When Bill gained his consciousness he knocked Lucius down before he could use his wand once more and kneeled on Malfoy\'s chest, immobilizing him.

\"Where\'s she?\" Bill\'s vision was filtered by a haze of red anger, his head throbbing in pain. Lucius just smiled, enjoying this situation immensely. The lad was pressed against his body, his legs pinning him down, green eyes dark in pure hate and tremors of rage rocking through this lean body. /Soon you\'ll be writhing beneath me, my wild lad/ Lucius licked his upper lip when Bill slapped him across his pale face, red mark forming on the bruised skin. Lucius\' immediate erection throbbed painfully against the zipper. He shook Bill off and struck him with Impedimenta spell. Bill hit the stone floor again and this time the darkness that swallowed him lasted longer.

\"Accio,\" softly said Lucius and took Bill up the stairs, gently massaging itching skin from Bill\'s blow.

*****

Ginny woke up, blinked and turned her head in order to take a look of her surrounding. She wasn\'t at home, nor at Fred and George\'s... it was big room, lit with few candles that were illuminating high ceiling and ancient furniture... what happened to her? She came to the city with Bill when... what happened next? Her head felt heavy and empty at the same time. She moved a bit - she felt silken sheets beneath her body, her feet were cold, she shivered. Wine induced dizziness... wine? Yes, she drank wine with Lucius Malfoy. What had she done, did she...did Lucius...no. No! NO! Her heart was beating frantically as she tried to get up but couldn\'t. Her wrists were tied to the bedpost. Ginny froze. What was going on here?

Then the door opened.

*****

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Author\'s note:

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Thanks for feedback -

Nurisa - thank you for encouraging me, but there still a long way before I can make more than two words in Spanish, heh, poor me. Thank you for liking this story.

Leah - kinda odd, wasleycest, I know, but I always wondered what if... psomesomeone said to me that those who have the highest moral standards hit the deepest bottom when they fall. I give them a try, that\'s all.

Aideen - OK, change of name then. I thought about that myself. Anyway, if you read this chap pliz review. It\'s last but one.

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