Summary: War brings them together and tears them apart. Years later, Draco rises to fame and Ginny is drawn back to the man who has forgotten her. Not quite a songfic but there is a definite soundtrack.
Disclaimer: The plot is mine, but the characters and background are the property of JKR. All of the lyrics are borrowed from artists, though I've changed a few words here and there to make them fit.
A/N: All the characters might seem a little OOC, especially Draco, given that he's never really indicated that a career as a singer is in the books, but the plot bunnies attacked and I couldn't help it.
Chapter 1: Reformed on the radio
Ginny sat bolt upright in bed, the feeble light of dawn filtering through her window. She wasn't sure what had startled her so badly. Her mind had gone back to her sixth year at Hogwarts, to a desperate kiss in a deserted hallway, and a desperate declaration that had been forgotten as easily as it had been given.
Then she heard it. It was unmistakable, but impossible. How could that voice be filling her ears, filling the silence of the Burrow in the morning? It took her a moment to realize - the voice was coming from the wireless.
I need a little more help than a little bit
Like the perfect one word no one's heard yet
Cuz every time that I try I get tongue tied
I need a little good luck to get me by this time
I know it feels like the end
Don't want to be here again
And we could help each other off the ground so we never fall down again
What it takes I don't care
We're gonna make it I swear
And we could help each other off the ground so we never fall down again
(Tongue Tied - Faber Drive)
"And folks that was Tongue Tied, by the brand new band, Reformed! This is the first time their music has been heard on the WWN, and wow! We're definitely looking forward to the next hit. Next, we have the Weird Sisters' latest single, Hit like a Hippogriff..." The announcer rambled on about the song, but the redhead tuned it out. She recognized the voice of the singer - Draco Malfoy.
It was July, and she had graduated Hogwarts. At last, she was a woman, but she couldn't bear to move out of the Burrow. She'd broken it off with Harry shortly after the battle, and he was currently dating a pretty French witch who she liked a great deal. She hadn't had the heart to stay with Harry after the events leading up to the battle, and to be frank, both of them were rather relieved. Kissing each other felt bizarre, rather akin to what she imagined kissing Ron would be like.
Today, hearing his voice, brought back all of the memories, and though she successfully contained her tears, she was so pale when she went downstairs that her mother sent her back to bed.
Days, and then weeks past, and she went back to her old self despite the constant playing of Tongue Tied. Draco had been shot suddenly to stardom, and his face was plastered everywhere, but she ignored him. Ginny was an orderly creature, and anything that disturbed that order was unwelcome. She had her rules, and avoiding him was one of them.
When the album was released, she didn't go get it, even though she wanted to. She found herself constantly keeping the wireless on, but that wasn't to hear his voice. Of course not. She heard one day that they'd gone on tour, but she didn't check where. She didn't check when they'd be nearby.
It was Luna who caught on first. The girls had become close in their year of shared torture under the hands of death eaters, and Luna had witnessed what had happened, and the devastation that Malfoy left in his path without knowing it. It was Luna who owled her a card with the tickets inside.
Reformed was on a world tour, but they would be in London on the fifth of October, and though Ginny stuffed the tickets away, she booked the day off work just in case. This was probably how she and Luna found themselves Apparating into Diagon Alley at eight o'clock on a Friday night, ready to go see Reformed.
