Ginny Weasley was irate. Not only that, she was totally pissed off. She glared at the blonde man in front of her as he flirted with one of his fans. She was tired of all of the flirting with other women. Glaring even more, she turned and stalked down the street of Diagon Alley. He wanted to flirt, well then he could lose her.
As she stormed into her brothers shop she ignored all those who stared. She walked straight to the back and up to the flat above the shop. Fred, George, Ron and Harry all raised their eyebrows as she stormed through, sending a rude hand gesture to them once she was in the floo and heading home.
Once home she stormed up to her room, ignoring all of the houselves and portraits of Malfoy manner. As she threw open the door, her wand ready, her bags began packing themselves. She was leaving, and she didn't give a damn what that ferret thought.
Her bags were quickly filled, and the room was empty. She shrunk everything and slid them into her pocket as she turned and stomped back down the stairs to wait for him. She didn't have to wait long for the man she loved to come out of the fireplace. He walked over and knelt in front of her. "Whats wrong love?," He asked in a soothing tone that usually calmed her down.
"I'm leaving," She stated simply, staring into his cool silver eyes. His own never leaving her brown as he searched, hoping it was a joke. "Why," He asked, eyes hardening as he leaned back. "I'm tired of this Draco," Ginny replied. "I am tired of you flirting with any one who comes up to you, not even giving a fuck that I am there. I am tired of us fighting, of you coming home late smelling like some cheap whore and a bloody bum from all the firewhiskey, I'm just, tired of it all," She said, forcing her tears away.
He stood up, backing away and automatically putting his guards up. She noticed this causing herself to stand up fast and make him tense. She glared harder, tears slipping down her cheeks. "You can't do this Draco! Any time we fight you automatically put your guards up and it needs to stop. If you want to keep me then you bloody well better do something about it,"She screamed before calming down.
She shut her eyes, and opened them again, the hurt and pain showing in them. "Once I leave, I'm never coming back," She said softly, but loud enough he could hear. His eyes widened as he realized she was telling the truth. He didn't know what to say though. He just stared at her.
"Goodnight Draco," She stated, walking towards the floo. She turned and smiled sadly. She waited for him to say something, anything, but he just stood there. His eyes watched her, still wide as he searched for something, anything to say. "Goodbye," She stated softly as she stepped into the green flames and vanished.
"I'm sorry, I love you," He said as fast as he could, but it was too late. He groaned and turned around, punching the wall and glaring around himself. She was gone and he fucked up. He knew it and he was regretting not being able to say what needed to be said fast enough.