Draco's POV

Fire and gasoline, that's what we were. The passion that we had blazed greater than any fire I'd ever known, but in the end all we did was tear each other down. It's not like we meant to, it's not that we didn't care about each other, it was just destiny. Watching her now, I know that this is the end – it has to be. To save ourselves we have to stay apart and we both know that. No more arguments, no more turning to each other for comfort, no more.

Heaving a sigh, I pull her closer, just enjoying this quiet moment. There were a lot of years, a lot of quiet moments, that had passed since our sparks had turned in to an outright forest fire. I was going to miss this, and I'm sure she was too, but it was for the best.


Ginny's POV

"No, no it isn't," He took a sip of his coffee. "It's lucky that the Potions position opened up."

He was right, it gave us the chance to finally get some distance. He was the love of my life and I didn't want him to leave, but there was just too much bad that came along with all the good. We were always destined to be a terrible match. Too much passion, too much stubbornness, we just had too much of everything. They say opposites attract, but we were far from opposite. Instead of canceling each other out, we just collided in the best (worst) way. "When do you leave?"

"Tomorrow."

"So soon?"

He raised an eyebrow at me and his eyes clearly said that was a ridiculous question. "The sooner the better."

Those four words struck me, but I stayed quiet because he was right. I didn't want this morning to end in another argument, which would just lead to another passionate romp under the covers. I stood up and took my empty mug and our empty plates to the sink, swallowing the unexpected tears that wanted to well up.


Draco's POV

"You know I love you, right Ginny?" I asked. We were standing by the door of her flat, I was about to leave. There was a lot I had left to do if I was going to be leaving for Durmstrang tomorrow. I wrapped my arms around her, pulling her just a little closer.

She offered a smile and leaned up, kissing me gently. "And I love you Draco. Very much." I returned the kiss and slowly let her go.

"I'll keep in touch." Her look of 'yeah right' almost made me laugh, but I just smiled instead. "Promise."

"Don't be too frequent now. Or I might think you actually miss me." She teased and we shared one last kiss before I walked out the door. I wasn't too sure what the future was going to hold for us now. Will all the years we'd spent on and off and back on again, was it even possible that we could find stable relationships? Only time would tell, but with every step I took I could feel a sort of weight leaving my shoulders and I was sure that she was feeling the same.