Though Far Apart

Chapter One: the beginning

A/N: This entire chapter is a 'flashback'; that's why it's all in italics. The song lyrics used throughout this chapter belong to Rod Stewart, and the song is entitled 'Where or When'. I claim no rights and am making no money from that song, or Harry Potter. But didn't we all know that? ;)

"Where do you want to live when we get married?" Draco asked, resting his chin on her shoulder. Ginny laughed.

"When did we decide to get married?"

Draco turned her head so she was looking into his eyes. He wasn't laughing, but his eyes were. He slipped the ring he always wore off his right hand and held it up in the light.

"My father gave me this ring two years ago, and he told me to give it to the woman I would marry." He put the silver ring in her palm. Leaning close to her, he whispered in a low voice, "I think we should get married."

Ginny looked down at her opened hand, smiling.

"So do I."

And there, under a willor tree on the Hogwarts grounds, Draco took her hands, and their lips met in a tender kiss. The sky opened up above them, and a light drizzly rain came down, but Ginny found it warm and perfect.

it seems we stood and talked like this before

we looked at each other in the same way then

but I can't remember where or when

Draco and Ginny stood under that same willow tree months later, their fingers laced together. Ginny was wearing a simple white gown outlined in gold thread and pearls, and Draco wore crisp, pressed dress robes. Professor Dumbledore presided over the ceremony, and Mr. and Mrs. Weasley stood to the side, neither of them happy about the arrangement, but smiling nonetheless. It was a beautiful day, overcast with a slight breeze, and a beautiful moment in time.

Their headmaster pronounced them finally married, and Draco pulled Ginny close to him for a kiss. Dumbledore's eyes twinkled and Molly Weasley sniffed a bit. Draco pulled away and smirked at his new bride; she smiled back, throwing her arms around him in a happy hug.

The clothes you're wearing are the clothes you wore

the smile you're smiling you were smiling then

but I can't remember where or when

They walked along a path in one of the vegetable gardens, hand in hand, the sky darkening. It was the summer holidays, and the grounds were deserted; Dumbledore had given them special permission to stay on.

"It's going to be so strange, being here when you're not," Ginny said quietly. Draco put an arm around her shoulders.

"Yeah, but it's only for a year, and I'll visit you in Hogsmeade every weekend."

She nodded, slowing down their walk to look up at the sky; it had begun to rain. Draco unfastened his cloak and covered her with it. He stopped walking all together, and she turned to look at him, streams of rain water falling down her face.

"I love you, Ginny," he said in a low voice. She stood there under a tree, rain falling like needles. Her hair was matted and messy, she was wet from head to toe, but her smile was genuine, and that was more than enough for him.

"I know," she whispered. With rain lashing at his face, Draco pressed her drenched body against his, and smelled her now wet, flowery scent.

"Hey," he said suddenly, looking around him, "remember this tree?"

Ginny looked up, and couldn't surpress a laugh. "Is this the tree we first kissed under?"

Draco took her hands again. "It is."

some things that happened for the first time

seem to be happening again

and so it seems that we have met before

and laughed before

and loved before

but who knows where or when...

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In the next chapter: some things fall apart. That's really all I can say without spoiling it for you. :)