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A/N: Ok, a short prologue to what will probably be a pretty long story. I promise I know where I'm going with this, but it might take a while so bear with me! And review!
Memory – A Blessing
Prologue
"OBLIVIATE!"
The force of the spell knocked Ginny across the room before she even had time to react. Arthur Weasley froze, momentarily horrified at what he had done. But there had been no other way. He lifted his gaze from his daughter, preparing himself, but the explosion of rage he had been expecting did not come, and instead, the tall, black-clad man opposite him lifted his lips up in a sneer. Acting as though nothing could hurt him was the only way Draco knew how to live.
"That makes you feel like such a man, doesn't it, Weasley? Your own darling little girl..."
"YOU SHUT UP, MALFOY!" Arthur roared. He had once been a mild and gentle man, but after the death of Molly he had changed. "My family didn't die for scum like you to seduce my daughter," he continued, his voice deathly quiet. "When you were a little boy, I once thought you may turn out to be something better than your father, that there might be hope for you still. I was once a fool. Never come near Ginny again. Forget her, because she will have forgotten you."
Draco's face showed nothing of his emotions, but his green-grey eyes flicked over to his Ginny lying still in the corner and back in a split-second. But she wasn't his Ginny anymore, and would never be again.
His eyes stung in warning, and, shocked at himself, he spun around and strode out into the rainy night before Disapparating. He knew he would never forget her. Always and forever. They had promised each other.
