A/N: okay I know I shouldn't be posting another story especially since I have two other uncompleted fanfictions, but I've been reading Draco/Ginny fics a lot lately and I couldn't get this out of my head! so here you go! please please Review!!

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centerbuMending broken Hearts

centeriChapter 1

She sat at the large oak table, its length almost eight times the size of any normal table. The silence that shrouded around her was almost unbearable and the only sound that echoed through the enormous intricately decorated room was the clanging of her fork against her china plate.

Despite it being early morning right at sunset the black velvet drapes were closed and the only light that could help her see what she was eating was the eerie glow of various enchanted candlesticks floating about the room.

25-year-old Virginia Weasley Malfoy sat at the dining room table alone eating her breakfast. She was not the vibrant fiery red head that she used to be. Now she was a pale shell of the once gorgeous girl that had been sought after by various boys in her days at Hogwarts school of Witchcraft and wizardry.

Harry's prophecy had long ago been fulfilled and voldemort long ago vanquished.

All with the help of Draco Malfoy.

Ginny and Draco had fallen helplessly in love; they'd eloped the year after she left Hogwarts.

Everything at the beginning had been fine, more than fine. It had been a fairy tale come true. Draco and her spent every moment together. He'd inherited his father's fortune and now he worked at a very high place at the ministry of magic. Things had been fine but then things had drastically changed.

After that horrible event when she had been the age of twenty-three her and Draco had drifted apart. And Ginny hardly left the mansion; She hadn't seen her family or friends for over two years. She always wore pale gray colors that did nothing for her skin and she never bothered to do her hair or makeup. The great hall doors swung open but Ginny didn't bother to look up. She knew who it was.

"Ginny, dear. I'm leaving for work." Draco said tonelessly and Ginny nodded.

"Fine," she murmured. This was how it was every morning. He'd come in bid her farewell kiss her on the cheek and then be off for the day.

She never saw him until late at night and sometimes never at all. Today however he did something completely different, he knelt down beside her and turned her head his way.

"Ginny, why don't you leave the manor today? Go to Diagon alley. Buy some new clothes." he said and although his voice was devoid of any expression there was a slight hint of concern.

She double-checked to make sure she'd heard right but decided it had been so brief that he probably hadn't been concerned at all.

She jerked her eyes form his cold steely gray eyes and looked back down at her plate.

"Maybe I will." she said carelessly and continued eating he sighed kissed her on the cheek and apparated.

When he was gone Ginny pushed her food away. She couldn't eat anymore. She was very thin and frail lately.

She stood up and resolved that today she'd leave the miserable manor and go to Diagon alley.

Maybe she'd buy a new dress.

The thought of seeing other people made her feel slightly nauseous. She'd cut herself off from everyone. At the beginning she'd received four owls a day from her family members and various friends, She'd never read or answered them. They'd sent them for over a year and eventually they dwindled and then altogether stopped.

She didn't know if she was ready to see anyone yet.

She went to her room and threw on a faded gray robe. Then before she could change her mind she flooed over to Diagon alley.

Despite the early hour of the morning she walked down the crowded alley. She was berating herself for ever have leaving the manor. She wasn't apart of this world anymore.

At one time she might have blended in with the people and chatted easily, but now she was subdued her eyes downcast.

She was about to turn back when she bumped into someone and fell onto the pavement.

"Oh Gosh! I'm so sorry I never meant to- Ginny!?" Hermione's startled voice jarred Ginny out of her own self-pity and her eyes widened in horror then she sighed.

"Hello Hermione" her voice held no happiness, no joy, nothing but resignation at what she had become.

Hermione helped her up then her eyes enlarged with horror and filled with tears at the sight of her once very close friend.

She was so thin her brown eyes were wide and filled with unhappiness. The color stood out on the gaunt ash white of her face, her hair was uneven and a wreck and the dress she wore hid her curves and everything feminine about her.

It was a horrible gray color. It almost matched the color of her face.

"Lord Ginny, what has he done to you?" She whispered and pulled her friend into a hug.

"Nothing Hermione, I'm happy and fine," she said using the well-rehearsed words she'd practiced in case a situation like this ever arose.

"Come on Ginny I'll buy you a butterbeer." Hermione said and pulled her into the deserted three broomsticks.

They sat in the corner.

"Last time any of us saw you Ginny you and Malfoy were having problems...and you were...you were pregnant. You must have had the child by now Ginny. Is this any way a mother is supposed to act? Cutting off her only child from all its relatives?" Hermione blurted and Ginny's eyes darkened then filled with tears.

She turned her head away.

"Ginny?" Hermione whispered and Ginny faced her angrily.

"Who do you think you are to criticize me? You have no idea Hermione, why don't you just mind your own business! You don't see me getting into yours!" She stated heatedly.

"That's just it Ginny! We don't see you or hear form you for that matter at all! We don't even know if you had a boy or a girl and-"

"There is no child Hermione"

"Your mother and father have been worried sick! They'd like to see their first and only grandchild, not only...what?" Hermione asked in a bewildered tone.

"I lost the baby Hermione. It's gone." Ginny said and let the tears flow freely.

"Oh god Ginny. I didn't know." Hermione whispered tears flowing from her eyes as well.

She grasped Ginny's hand but Ginny pulled it away.

"What happened Ginny?" Hermione whispered and the memories resurfaced in Ginny's mind swirling up from the dark recesses of her mind where she'd carefully buried them.

"I don't want to talk about It." she said her voice low and hoarse.

She remembered Draco had been furious. He didn't want a baby.

"This wasn't planned Ginny!" he growled one night back at the manor.

"Well it's a little late for that isn't it!? We're having this baby whether you like it or not!"

She remembered how defiant she'd been. Her once beautiful brown eyes alit with anger. They'd just returned from the burrow where everyone had been ecstatic at Ginny's news, but Draco had been furious. He didn't want a baby. He'd never told her why.

Tears scalded her eyes at the memory. A baby. She'd been so overjoyed, she'd gotten so lonely at the manor by herself and Draco insisted she live off his wages and refused to let her work. A baby had been the perfect ticket to bring her out of the mounting loneliness surrounding her. She remembered that she was slowly drifting away from her parents as well. Not only her parents her friends and brothers as well.

Ginny snapped out of her daze and looked up into Hermione's eyes. She had tears running down her cheeks as well.

"I need to go shopping." Ginny stated then smiled slightly and hinted towards her ugly gray robes.

Hermione was startled but then suddenly laughed as well.

"That's not the only thing you need Ginny, I think we should give you a whole new makeover!" she exclaimed and pulled her friend out of her seat.

"Come on Ginny, you'll feel a lot better after having beautified yourself!" she said and Ginny's face lit up with a smile, her first real smile in almost a year.