Hello everyone. This is my first Ginny and Draco story and I'm really excited about it. The title is french for my asylum. I hope to have updates posted every few days. Enjoy the first chapter, the second should be up by tomorrow.

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FULL SUMMARY: The war is over and Ginny Weasley has been broken by what she witnessed on the battlefield. Driven by grief, she looses control of her magic and must be checked into a mental hospital for her own safety and the safety of those around her. Draco has just been employed by the hospital and is assigned to her case. Will he be able to save her from drownig or will she be too deep for anyone to pull her out.

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Ch.1: Paix et Douleur (Peace and Sorrow)

The Second Wizarding War had finally come to an end. Harry Potter had finally defeated Lord Voldermort for the last time. It was certain that he would not rise again and this fact led to great celebration throughout the wizarding community. While most celebrated with friends and family, one girl was ridden with grief. While the Battle of Hogwarts had seen great victory for the light side it had also suffered great loss. She had witnessed the death of ally Nymphadora Tonks at the hand of Bellatrix Lestrange and had nearly been killed by the women herself. Thankful her mother had stepped forward with a great deal of vengeance. She also felt loss for the husband of Tonks, Remus Lupin. They had left behind their son Teddy. Not only Aurors had died in the battle. Colin Creevey's body was discovered by this same girl, it is unknown who took the boys life. Professor Severus Snape was killed by the Dark Lord's pet snake. He had forever been loyal to Dumbledore despite the allegations against him. Yet despite all of these deaths none hurt more then seeing her brother die. Fred Weasley was killed by an explosion of unknown origin. This death tore apart the family and sent this once lively girl into a downward spiral of self-destruction.

After the fighting had commenced she was unable to rid the images from her mind. That was when her powerful magic became uncontrollable. In fits of rage and sorrow, she would cause explosions around her when the pent up magic flowed freely from her palms. The large family had no choice but to send their only daughter away. They simply were not fit to deal with the emotional turmoil that was causing her unstable nature.

Now Ginny Weasley sat in a white padded room in a mental hospital. She wore a simple white gown and with her red locks falling loosely down her back. Her eyes were dark and held little emotion. She sat on the only piece of furniture allotted to her, a cot. The room had been magically sealed so that her magic couldn't escape the room. She wasn't given a wand so the only time she witnessed magic was when she got angry and it exploded from her. She had been in this room for forty-seven days straight and not once had a visitor other then that of her doctors. The nurses had all been too scared to approach the girl who at first appeared innocent but they knew otherwise. In her first week there Ginny had gotten so angry that she had set a nurses robes on fire without meaning too.

So she was there alone without human contact. She didn't mean to cause the problems that she had but she was unsure of how to go about controlling the magic. She had come to this hospital in hopes of learning to deal with her problems and get help. In the forty-seven days she had been captive at this hospital no one had once tried to talk to her. They went about their business not paying any mind to the patient's silent plea for help. She was slowly becoming trapped in her mind. She needed someone to save her before she drowned in her misery.

Draco Malfoy hadn't switched sides during the war per se; he had simply not fought for or against a single side. It was his mother's actions that kept him out of prison. She had lied to the Dark Lord; saying that Potter was dead when he was in fact was quite the opposite. Draco had also unknowingly passed possession of the elder wand to Potter when he was disarmed early in the fight. This was enough to be cleared of charges but it wasn't enough to clear his name. He would never climb to the rank of which his family had before the war. He lost some of his money but he was by no means broke.

Now that the war was over Draco had been intent on rectifying his past mistakes. He would not go begging for forgiveness at Potter's feet, since he was after all still a Malfoy. He decided the best way to be forgiven without groveling was to help those injured in the war. He found a smaller hospital in the countryside that held patients who had been fighters in the final battle. He applied for a job and was almost immediately given the position. It was mostly likely because the Malfoy's had long been one of the hospitals most generous benefactors. He arrived on his first day of work wearing the mandated navy robes. Although he wore his usual façade of indifference, he was slightly nervous about the tasks that laid ahead. He went to the reception desk on the ground level to speak with the secretary. She instructed him that the Director would meet him in a conference room down the hall. He was surprised when he came face to face with Hermione Granger upon entering the room. She instructed him to take a seat and he did as he was told.

"Granger." He nodded slightly to acknowledge her. He still didn't like the girl by any means but he respected the role she played in the war.

"Malfoy, I am here to assign you to your duties. First, I need to know why you are here. I know you don't need the money, so what are you doing."

"It's retribution." She contemplated his answer and seemed to accept it.

"Although it pains me slightly to say this, I have a special case that I fear you may be the only one fit to see to. This particular case involves a girl with uninhibited magic. She witnessed some terrible things while on the battlefield which caused her great agony. She has lost control of her magic and has become a danger not only to herself but also to everyone around her. You must know what you are dealing with before I inform you who you are dealing with."

"I accept."

"The girl is Ginny Weasley. Before you go up in arms you have already accepted. I need you make sure not to upset her because it is your skin on the line. She has already lit a nurse on fire and I don't know if she is aware of this or not but she nearly killed her older brother Charlie. I've never encountered anything like this so you best beware. I only want you to bring her meals and medication."

"That's all? I only have to bring one person food and pills?" She nodded and stood to show him to her room. On the way she stopped in the kitchen to show him where the food should be gathered. She also stopped to show him the medicine cabinet and the bottles labeled . They stopped outside a larger metal door with a small warning sign on the door. The name placard read G. Weasley and the stickers was one of an explosion.

"She's explosive?" The question seemed silly even to his own ears but Granger merely nodded and left him alone. "Aren't you going to show me in?" She stopped and turned to face him.

"I can't go in there. The only time I entered that room she had an episode so violent that and entire wing lost its windows."

Draco seemed shocked at the power said to be coming from the petite redhead he knew little about in school. He hesitantly knocked on the door before pushing it open and expecting the worse. He was not thrown out of the room by power that rivaled that of Dumbledore and there was no explosion, it was like she hadn't even noticed he existed. He tiptoed over to the small table that help the empty tray from the day before and replaced it with the fresh one he carried. He eyed her warily wondering if he would meet an early demise.

She didn't stir though. Not when he brought in breakfast, lunch, or dinner. He didn't think he had seen her move all day. She looked lost and broken. He was curious as to what had happened to the spitfire he knew in school. She should have been on the train in a few weeks going back to the safety of the castle not here in a mental hospital.

He went through an entire week of bring her food and medication and he found it hard to believe the girl wasn't a statue. When her arrived the next week he entered the room just as hesitantly as he had the week previous. This time though she did move. She looked up at the blond boy as if seeing him for the first time. He contemplated how quickly she could kill him.

"I'm not going to kill you Malfoy. Well actually I can't really promise that but I can say I won't do it on purpose." She turned to look out of the small window that she had been watching all week.

"Well they sure make it sound like you will." He stood against the far wall wondering if he should even be talking to her.

"No one else ever talks to me, please don't leave so soon." She turned to look at him with pleading eyes.

"Are you reading my mind because that is rather rude?" He scoffed at the girl.

"Sorry. I don't mean to, uncontrollable power and all." She began to nibble at the food he had set down moments earlier. "How did you get assigned to be my care taker of the week?"

"I just applied for the job and Granger said I was the only one who could handle it." Ginny's head snapped up and her eyes flashed black at the mention of Hermione.

"Hey, hey. Calm down some. I meant no offense." He slightly feared the girl who only moments before had seemed so meek. "If you don't mind me asking why are you in here?"

"I… I don't know if I should talk about it… I can't control what happens when I do." The girl dropped to her knees as if she had been punched in the stomach. She appeared to be mentally struggling with some information. She saw flashes of the battlefield. She watched everyone fall around her and there was nothing she could do. Then she saw Fred standing not far from her. All she needed to do was push him out of the way but her feet seemed to be stuck in place she screamed out to him as she watched him die.

Draco watched her internal struggle she had her eyes tightly closed and magic crackled at her fingertips. He knew that he should run for the hills yet he wanted to stay and see what would take place. Her eyes flashed open and they were black as night. Power surged out of her clenched hands and knocked Draco against the wall. He didn't loose consciousness since the walls were thoroughly padded. He guessed this had happened many times before. A sudden surge of power shot out from her in a wave effect. It knocked the air out of his lungs and suffocated him; when he finally lost conscious her saw the girl crying in the corner.

Draco awoke sometime later in a hospital bed of his own. He was somewhat confused until he remembered the incident with the Weasley girl. He groaned as he tried to shift to a more comfortable position. His chest ached from the magical impact. Hermione entered his room with a clipboard in hand.

"I can't say that I didn't warn you about her. I'll have a new assignment for you when you are released tomorrow." She started to leave when Draco stopped her.

"I don't remember saying that I needed a new assignment."

"Malfoy she nearly killed you in the second week. Most don't even make a week though so I am impressed."

"It was simply a misunderstanding. I want this case Granger. I believe that I can help the girl. It's not like you have anyone else willing to deal with her. I am offering to do this. I'll sign a waiver if the need be." Hermione looked skeptical but nodded nonetheless, he was right she didn't have anyone else.

The next morning when he was released, Hermione was waiting just outside his door. She handed him a piece of parchment and a quill. He had to chuckle at what she had just handed him. It was the waiver he had mentioned the day before.

"It's your funeral Malfoy." Once he signed the parchment she didn't wait around. Hermione stalked off down the hall to deal with her other patients.

He headed in the direction of the room that contained the young girl. He took in the warning sign on the door and shivered slightly as he pushed the door open. She seemed shocked to see him again. He placed her tray of food down as he had done the previous week.

"You came back." It wasn't a question but a statement. She kept her eyes to the ground, slightly ashamed of what had happened.

"Trying to kill me won't keep me away Red."

"I wasn't… Red? Is it because of my hair?" She liked having someone to talk to even if it was only Malfoy.

"Nope, it's because of your fiery attitude."

"I like it then." She smiled lightly. "Why did you come back? No one ever comes back." Her voice was distance as if she were remembering something.

"Oh no you don't, we are not getting lost in our thoughts again. We all saw where that got me last time." He smirked at her and took a seat next to her on the bed.

"What are you doing? Are you staying in here? I don't think that is safe. Maybe you should go before something happens again." She was rambling and backed away from the blond boy.

"Do you not enjoy my company Red? I thought we could chat like old times."

"We never chatted Malfoy." She sat down once again but curled up as far away from him as possible.

"Fine. I want to fix you. I don't know why but you intrigue me. Is that good enough of an explanation?" He turned to the fragile girl expecting a response.

"Yes." She moved closer to him. "Please help me Draco." She wrapped her arms protectively around herself. She was only allowed to wallow for a few moments before Draco pulled her up.

"Best we start immediately." She looked at Draco questioningly but he saw a flicker of hope in her eyes. It was something he hadn't seen from her since their days in school. Maybe there was something about her worth saving.

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