Written for mew-tsubaki's challenge. Enjoy!
"Love can sometimes be magic. But magic can sometimes...just be an illusion."
"But Draco..." She silently fell into an unconcious sleep. He smiled to himself, proud of his work. Grabbing a blanket on the couch beside him, he gently threw it over her and placed a light kiss on her forehead.
"Sleep well, fair lady." He whispered, then slipped out of the door. He walked down the corridors, silently moving his feet along the marble floors. The walk was agonizing, he couldn't take the tention. Finally he came to the door, knocking on it swiftly. It was quickly opened, and he was pulled inside by his collar. "You know, you could be gentler." He grumbled, smoothing out his shirt.
"I'm sorry. I thought you were the man in this relationship." Blaise chuckled, placing a small kiss on Draco's lips. Draco smiled, a cute, shy smile. He nodded his head, indicating that he was the man. "Then stop whining, but I will iron that shirt for you later." Blaise nodded his head. "How did you get the little scum to shut it this time?" He asked, sitting down on a green couch. Draco shot a glare towards him.
"Please don't call her that. She may be scum to you, but she's been very good to me." He explained, sitting down next to his boyfriend.
"Why don't you just break up with her already?" Blaise asked, cuddling into Draco's chest. Draco sighed deeply, wrapping an arm around him.
"It's more difficult than that. She isn't Pansy, or that Granger girl. She's fragile. I feel if I hurt one part of her, the rest is going to crumble into peices." Draco groaned, unsure of what to do. "She's a very nice girl, and I hate having to act like a douche to her when we're in public." He wiped a strand of blonde hair from his face, revealing his silver eyes.
"This is why I gave up girls. How can you deal with all of the harmones, and whining and everything?" Blaise was very impressed with the way Draco handled woman. He could never do it himself, it was to difficult.
"I have you, don't I?" Draco chuckled, then dodged a pullow that was thrown towards him.
"Draco...?" She stirred awake, her brain still comanding the rest of her body to just flop back down onto the Gryffindor couch and sleep. She looked around the room, only to find that he wasnt there. Again. She gathered the red blanket around her, hiding her body from the slight chill. She slipped on some flip flops, then lazily made her way out of the portrait. Her feet were soundless agains the marble floors, making it easier for her that a teacher wouldn't hear her. She walked through out the castle, searching for Draco's pale, beautiful face, or listening to his light, soothing laugh. Reaching the end of the Slytherin Tower, she heard laughter and giggles. One laugh that she reconized. Then the laughter stopped. "Draco?" She mumbled, then silently opened the door. What she saw inside made her catch her breath.
His blonde hair was being held by a pair of hands, while his lips were captured with anothers. Not hers. She reconized him as Blaise Zabini, (Hope I spelled that right) one of Draco's close friends. "Ginny!" Draco gasped, turning his face away from Blaise. She stood there for a moment, gapping at the pair.
"I...i'll just...give you some time..." She managed to say, and she ran out of the door, silent tears pouring down her face.
"GInny!" Draco shouted, running after her.
A/N: I hoped you liked this. I loved writing it, and it is a multi-chaptered story.