A/N: Hi guys! It is me again! I have decided to make another story so I will be alternating between chapters. On here and then one there.

Summary: Draco wants his angel. And now that his father is gone by his own hand, he can finally get her.

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It was a bright, sunny day in Diagon Alley. Six year old Draco Malfoy was walking with his mother Narcissa, holding her hand, while she went around picking up a few things she wanted for Malfoy Manor.

While they were walking around, Draco, with the usual six year old energy, was hopping every few steps. His mother was smiling fondly at him.

Suddenly, Draco stopped moving and just stood there, staring off to his right. His mother stopped and looked down at him. She followed his line of sight and saw that he was looking at a large group of redheads. They were in a loose enough circle that Draco and his mother could see through it to the middle. In the middle was the youngest Weasley dancing to the wizarding wireless that was in the front of one of the shops. Ginny's hair was falling down her back and moving around as she did.

Draco tried to drag his mother so he could get a closer look, but she held fast. He looked up at her with pleading eyes. He pulled her so she was squatting in front of him, about at his eye level.

"Mummy," he asked quietly.

"Yes darling," she inquired.

He looked back at Ginny and just stared at her before answering, not taking his eyes of her. "She is so pretty. She is almost as pretty as you. Is she an angel?"

Narcissa smiled. "Yes, love, I believe she is an angel." He made to move towards Ginny, but she held his arm. "But if you do something to try to make her your angel, daddy might hurt her," she said slowly.

Draco turned back to look at her. "Mummy, I think I love her as much as I love you, but I know I love her a lot. If father might hurt her, does that mean I can't even be nice to her?"

Narcissa sighed, her son was so smart. "Yes, love. You can't even be nice to her. Do you remember what daddy did to your muggle friend Jamie after her found out that you were friends with him?" Draco nodded, tears slowly filling up his big eyes. "I'm sorry, but Daddy might do the same thing to her. You wouldn't want to lose your angel before you get her do you?" Draco shook his head vigorously.

"Why would father hurt her? He always said that he couldn't believe it, but the Weasley family is a pureblood family."

Narcissa nodded. "They are purebloods, but they are what he calls blood-traitors. That means that they are against what your father was doing with that guy he called The Dark Lord, just like us. Do you understand?"

"Yes mummy. Once father is gone, and his dark lord thing is too, can I try to get my angel?"

Narcissa smiled. "Yes, love. You can go after her as soon as daddy is gone."

Draco turned to look back at Ginny. "Mummy? Do you know what my angels name is? I want to know her name."

Narcissa turned him back to face her. "Darling, her name is Ginevra Molly Weasley. She goes by Ginny." She paused. "Now, love we really must be going. Daddy will be expecting us back soon."

She stood up and tried to get Draco to move by tugging on his hand. He absolutely refused to move from his spot where he could see Ginny.

"Mummy, can I stay here and watch her while you finish getting things? I promise I won't move from that bench over there." He was practically begging her by now he just looked adorable. He was giving her a puppy-dag pout and his eyes were wide and vulnerable.

She almost immediately gave in. "Only if you promise me you will not move from the bench. Promise me."

Draco's smile was almost as wide as his own face. She couldn't help but smile back.

"I promise, mummy! I won't move a muscle! I Love you!" he wrapped his arms around her hips quickly and placed a sloppy, open mouthed kiss to he thigh before running to the proffered bench.

As soon as she was sure that he wouldn't move, she went to go do the rest of the shopping.

Draco sat and watched her for about fifteen minutes before he looked around at his surroundings. Off to the right of him about twenty feet, just next to an alley, was a rectangle planter. In it was a bunch of yellow tulips.

He looked around to make sure that his mother wasn't back yet, and he ran to the planter and picked three tulips, using his fingers to try and cut them in the right place. It worked a little better than he thought it would have.

After he got the tulips, he shyly walked up to Ginny, who had just finished another dance, and stood in front of her. She seemed startled to see someone other than her family in front of her but she quickly recovered.

"Hi," he started shyly, "I am Draco Malfoy and I have been watching you dance and now I want to give you these," he held up the flowers but didn't give them to her. He separated one from the other two and handed her it. "This is because I love your pretty hair."

He handed her the next one, "This one is because I love your pretty eyes."

He handed her the final one. "This last one," he said shyly, "Is because I love you and think you are pretty in every."

He very slowly stepped closer to her and kissed her cheek before running back to the bench.

Ginny stood there with the biggest grin on her face and her family, well, just her mum and brother Charlie, stepped up to her, having watch the whole scene, and started telling her how pretty the flowers are.

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Narcissa had just rounded the corner as Draco was getting up and got t witness the whole scene.

When he ran back to the bench, she quickly walked over to him, tears in her eyes. She gathered him in her arms. "I am proud that my little man was brave enough to do that, but, darling do you realize it will be harder for you to be mean to her now?"

Draco looked up at her and nodded slowly. "But at least she knows that I love her. I just hope that someday she can feel the same as I do." He looked kind of sad. "I don't want her dead. I love her and want to marry her as soon as father and his 'master' are dead."

Narcissa's eyes filled with love and happiness. She nodded and apparated them home.