Disclaimer: So yeah, JK Rowling, she's a powerful woman and owns all this, and probably then some at this point.

Passion

I hated when you did that to me

He was always doing this to her. Staying for a week, then disappearing for months at a time. He would arrive at her apartment out of the blue and ask if he could stay with her. To him the "relationship" was nothing but lust. He didn't love her, but he didn't feel emotionless around her. He couldn't really describe what it was like. He felt his insides go to jelly when she was around and he knew that it wasn't normal, yet he didn't want to do anything about the feelings he was having. He was still trying to forget his past, still trying to run away from his destiny, but he always found himself coming back to her time and time again.

Tempting

And afterwards you would always leave me hanging

She didn't understand him. Always saying things and promising her stuff, but never being able to follow through on those promises. She loved him that much she knew, but she always wondered why he didn't love her back. She felt like he was just treating her with respect but wasn't really feeling it. She adored the time that they were able to spend together doing little things and nothing really. And she hated when he had to leave, because that meant that she would not be able to see him again until he came to her. Now once again she was left waiting and waiting.

Longing

You would be gone for a while and then come back again

But they both knew this wasn't how it was going to end.

Hatred

You always wanted something, begging me to give it to you

He hadn't been to see her in a long time. This was the longest, two years. It was unusual for him to not show up for a few months, but two years was ridiculous. She had started to believe that he really was gone for good, that he was out of her life forever, when he came back.

She had been in the kitchen making lunch for her and her daughter, their daughter, tiny little Maggie, when there was a knock on the door. She turned off the stove before grabbing a towel to wipe of her hands and running to the door. She opened it up and saw him standing in front of her. He must have seen the shock in her eyes, because he immediately turned to leave.

"You defeated him then? The Dark Lord, he's gone?" She asked with a lump in her throat making it hard to talk.

"We did both him and me. He's finally gone," He said those words and she jumped into his arms, burying her head into his neck. Then he said what she had been waiting a long time to hear. "I've returned to you and this time I'm not leaving."

"Well, you haven't returned to just me," She said before ushering him into the house. He saw the little girl sitting in a high chair and thought he could have died. He would have left her alone with only their child and he now saw what he may have left behind.

"Her name's Maggie. You can pick her up you know, she won't break if you do," she said and she finally let the tears flow when he picked Maggie up and held her close to him. Finally her family was complete.

"I love you Draco."
I love you too Ginny."

Grieving

And afterwards you would always leave me hanging

When Ginny awoke the next morning, it was to an empty, cold bed. And she knew he was gone, never coming back again.