Hey everyone, I started writing this story years ago and it kind of lost steam, but I took a look at it again and want to give it another go. Anyone finding it for the second time, thank you and welcome back! Warning: Anyone who loves Harry Potter's nice character is advised to go elsewhere. Harry is a jerk in this story, just a small warning: Draco good... Harry Bad! Well hope you like this one. I love this song and couldn't get it out of my head to make it a D\G fic. Enjoy!

Also if anyone would like to Beta for me…I could really use one.

Chapter One: The escape

Once, a long time ago Ginny Weasley had been in love with Harry Potter, but as it usually happens, things change. Harry broke up with Ginny to protect her, but Hell hath no fury like a Weasley scorned. During her year without the Golden Trio Ginny had branched out and made new friends. One in particular that she knew would drive them all insane was Draco Malfoy. Their friendship had formed out of need but solidified out of care and loyalty. Ginny desperately wished it could have been more than a friendship, but once again, things change. Harry waltzed back into her life after the final battle, and as Draco of all people told her, she should give him the benefit of the doubt and a second chance…and she did.

When Harry proposed Ginny wished she could have said she was speechless, and it was the happiest moment of her life, but it wasn't, she felt like there was something missing. Harry took her silence for acceptance and slid the ring on her finger before Ginny said a word. They were married 3 months later, and a little less than a year later, came Emily. At first Ginny thought Emily could fill the empty parts in her heart, and she did. Her daughter was her whole world, until the world came crashing down.

It wasn't supposed to be like this. She didn't love him anymore. Harry Potter should not have been in her life, should not have been the father of her child, not have been anything that had to do with her. Ginny Weasley Potter drove through the rain in an old ford of her father's that he had kept in case of emergencies. This was one such emergency. She looked at the sleeping girl on the passenger side of the car. Emily was her daughter, and no one else's. Everything the mother and daughter owned was in the car along with some food wrappers from their drive through dinner. She gazed at her cell phone it was almost dead, she sighed. She had taken to using the Muggle device when Harry had started tapping the floo network, and almost everything else she did.

The simple truth of her life was Harry Potter wasn't the man he had once been. Before Voldemort, the horacruxes, deaths of so many he loved, Harry would have been a wonderful father and husband. But his life, his existence, everything he was and wasn't, all the people he saved and all the people he couldn't left him hardened to life. Ginny tried to bare it all in silence, but when Harry hit her for the first time, she knew that her life was never going to be simple again.

Harry was a respected Auror, and a celebrity in the Wizarding world. He walked out the door and there were reporters taking his picture, and pictures of her and Emily. It made Ginny sick, but Harry, not being who he used to be anymore, now lived to be in the public eye. One night they had gone out for dinner, and as usual reporters followed them home, they wanted a picture of Emily who had just turned two. Unfortunately the little girl wasn't feeling well, and was curled into her mother's arms, Ginny trying to shield her daughter from the camera flashes. Then Harry lifted his daughter out of his wife's arms Ginny let out a sigh of relief until she saw that Harry was holding up Emily so that he could pose with her. Ginny took her daughter out of Harry's arms and walked away with her, leaving him alone with the cameras.

When he came home, Emily was already asleep.

"Ginny, I expect you to never do that again. You made me look like an ass in front of the press; it looks like my wife doesn't want our child out and around me."

"Harry that isn't it at all. Emily is sick, she needed to be home and in bed, I'm sorry if it ruined your image."

Harry walked over to her and just looked down at her. Without so much as a warning, he smacked her across the face with enough force to make her stumble. "Don't do it again Ginny."

It didn't stop from there, it seemed like if the house was not clean enough, or his dinner warm enough, he would give her 'what he thought she deserved'. Ginny just smiled through it, she could take Harry's abuse, but it would kill her if he ever raised his hand to her daughter. It was when she lost all hope that someone she never expected to see again came to her rescue.

She and Emily were eating ice cream in Diagon Alley when a voice she hadn't heard in years spoke behind her.

"Well if it isn't Ginny Weasley, oh forgive me it's Potter isn't it."

She turned. He was smiling at her; Draco Malfoy could smile at her when her own husband could not.

She smiled back at him. "Actually, Weasley works for me. I don't feel much like Harry Potter's wife."

"Mama, who is he?" came her daughter's voice.

Draco knelt down beside the two year old. "My name is Draco, you must be Emily. You are just as beautiful as your mum."

The little girl smiled at the blond man. "I have a present for you Ms. Emily, I have been holding onto it since I found out you were born."

Ginny watched as her old friend took out a small box and handed it to the little girl. Emily opened it, excited to be getting a present, something her own father had never done for her. Ginny smiled as her daughter took out a silver necklace with a bright red dragon charm on it. The girl squeaked, and ran off to show her Aunt Hermione who was in Flourish and Blotts.

"It's really great to see you Gin."

"It's great to see you too Draco. I wish we hadn't lost touch over the years, I have been in need of a good friend."

He sat down beside her. "What's been going on Ginny?"

She gave him a smile and tried to hold back her tears. "Harry just isn't the person he once was. I hate to say that you were wrong, but you were. Ever since Harry and I got back together the only good thing that has happened to me is Emily."

"She is gorgeous Ginny. She has your eyes, I was worried that she would look too much like Potter, seems the only touch he gave to her is darker hair, but even that has you in it. Red Brown hair, brown eyes, and a Weasley fire, she will be dangerous later."

Ginny laughed for what felt like the first time in ages. "Draco I really need to go. Emily will only stay in one place for long. Please, owl me, come visit me, I couldn't bear to lose touch with you again."

They both got to their feet, and Draco kissed the redhead on the cheek. "I promise Gin, you will see me again. Also, if you ever need a thing, anything, do not hesitate to come to me."

And with that they departed, both of them full of hope they hadn't had in a long time.

For three years this continued. Draco and she continued to visit, and Emily always came, Emily loved Draco almost as much as Draco loved the little girl in return, but Ginny knew that she was trapped in her current life, Draco was her only escape. Then one rainy day the inevitable came. Emily and Ginny had been playing a game when Harry burst into the room.

"Emily, stop that racket, I swear I cannot hear myself think. Shut up girl, or I will shut you up myself." And then Ginny watched in horror as he yanked her up and drew his arm back. Yet before he could touch her again Ginny had placed herself in front of her daughter and took the blow for her.

"Harry James Potter, you will never touch my daughter or me again. I am finished, I loved you once, but have not for years and will not put myself through this abuse anymore. We are leaving, now."

In minutes Ginny had packed for both of them, she shoved their stuff in the floo, and helped Emily along to The Burrow. She came back to the house to grab an umbrella, when Harry grabbed her.

"If you leave don't come back."

"I won't! I hate you, I wont let my child live like this. You won't hurt her no matter how much you have hurt me."

"You think you're so strong don't you Ginny, well if you were so strong why did you not come before now. You have no strength, courage or conviction you are nothing."

He hit her, almost blindly, not caring where he hit as long as he struck her. Her face was bloody before Ginny broke apart from him and ran into the Floo, hardly having time to throw the powder and be off.

Once at her old home, her daughter dozing on the couch, Ginny was still no closer to finding somewhere to rest her head. Her parents were no help, her father would not look at her, her mother swore that Harry would never do such a thing, and she should go home and mend their broken relationship. Ginny simply took the keys to her father's car off the hook near the door, and left after helping her only joy into the car. Now only a few hours later she had found her way to Draco Malfoy's house. He still lived in Malfoy Manor, but his father had died in the war and his mother lived on her own in Paris. Ginny had been to his home several times but never under circumstances like this. She only hoped that Draco would really open his home for her if she needed it. She knew that here was the last place Harry would look for her and so she may be safe. She could only pray there was hope, hope for her and Emily.