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A great black owl pecked at her finger earning an annoyed moan. Ginny Weasley popped a tangled red mess out from under a stone blue coloured blanket. "What do you want" she muttered darkly at the bird. In response the black owl fixed its yellow eyes at her and hooted. Shaking its leg, the bird signaled it's annoyance with the letter that had been crudely attached. Ginny untied the letter and the bird flustered its chest and swooped into the air leaving Ginny. Curiosity struck the red head and she flipped the letter over. There in dark pink letters was Draco's name at the end of it there had been placed a kiss mark. The bright pink colour was a dead give away to who the writer was. A bubble of jealousy arose in Ginny's chest. What did Pansy want with Draco now? It was a question she never dared asked the sleeping man next to her. No that was too personal and it admitted feelings she refused to even accept.

"Draco" her voice no louder than a whisper, she shook him lightly as he grumbled out of dream land. "What?" he asked grumpily. Ginny slipped him the letter before slipping out of his bed. Her mind toiled over the previous night. It had only been the second time they actually spent the night together. The first night had been after a heated argument about Harry Potter. Draco made it very clear he didn't like how Potter continued to look at her in the office he had called it disgusting. Ginny knew at the moment how possessive he had become over her. She had shrugged it off and chalked it up to him actually being able to open up to her. She knew just about everything about the blonde ex-Death Eater. He had come to find out her dark secrets as well, the ones she couldn't stand to let her family know.

"Stupid witch" he muttered darkly as he fully sat up in bed. The letter had been opened and Ginny caught a whiff of the horrid perfume Pansy used. The smell was overpowering with flowers and the scent of evergreen. It was a disgusting smell if you asked Ginny, not that Draco had or would. The red head said nothing as she pulled the clothing on she had worn before Draco got home. "She wants me to come to a tea party. She had something to 'discuss' with me" he said before eyeing Ginny pulling a large Gryffindor jersey over her head. It offending team jersey was a size too big for her small frame and he know in an instant it hadn't been hers. It was Fred's jersey from when he played at school. Draco reframed from his normal Gryffindor retorts. "Where are you going?" he finally asked as she slipped her legs into her pants. "Home." The one word replied tipped him off to her mood.

"What's wrong?" he asked grabbing her wrist. She turned to meet his eyes for a moment neither of them said anything. "You made it very clear that I was to not speak to Harry Potter outside of work business and you're receiving letters from her. It's not fair and I think it's very…." She didn't know what to describe it. Her first instinct was to call it disrespectful however she refused to even admit she was actually hurt by it. She watched him lick his lips before replying to her.

"If it upsets you I won't go" he finally resolved as he turned form her stare. He didn't want to see her reaction to his comment. He had been possessive of her since Potter had drunkenly showed up at her flat one night begging her to take him back. Draco and Ginny had been in the middle of a heated make out session when he tried bursting in. She had begged Draco to hide, something he was not accustomed to doing. But for her, he hid in the broom closet off to the side. Potter told her that what he had done was stupid and a mistake. He begged her to take him back. The booze on his breath reached even Draco's nose. Potter had tried kissing her and it took every ounce of restraint Draco had not to burst out of the closet and hit him in the nose.

Ginny's hand reached out and touched his face, drawing the brooding Malfoy form his memory. His stormy eyes met hers once more and she smiled softly at him. "After this we need to talk about us, yeah?" she asked. It had been a topic they never discussed but it was becoming clear that it should be. He nodded before pulling her to his chest. His fingers playing with her tangled mess of hair, his nose twitched to her scent. Honey Suckles, it had become his favorite smell these past few weeks.

"I'm sorry" he murmured into her hair. A smile crept to her face before she sighed in content. The pair fell back to the bed with tangled limbs. Ginny Weasley stared out at the blue sky as she heard Draco's breath evened out. She was unsure if she actually wanted to address the emotions she had been feeling recently. Her family had certainly made it clear that they still didn't trust Draco, but that had been when the pair first got put together. Since then Mrs. Weasley actually invited Draco and his mother to dinner. Ginny smiled at the memory, Ron had been furious and demanded to know why. Molly Weasley had merely told him that Narcsisa and their father were very distantly related by marriage. She reminded Ron that family was family; it had left her youngest brother shocked.

The thought of dinner sparked her memory, which dinner was coming up. This weekend in fact, Mrs. Malfoy had declined due to a charity event she had been asked to host. She asked Ginny to extend her sincerest apology which Molly just smiled at. It was funny how war changed people. Ginny's family had become pillars in the wizarding community. Ron had been given a First Order of Merlin Title which he shared with Hermione and Harry both. Ginny, Neville, Luna and a few others became heroes in their own right when the stories from their school days got released. Draco had been pardoned of all crimes since he openly refused to fight for the Dark Lord during the Battle of Hogwarts. He had even saved Hermione's life by pulling her out of the way of a stray killing curse.

Sadly thought war had taken so many lives. Ginny snuggled deeper in to Draco's embrace. Her brother had died fighting a Death Eater it had ripped her family apart for a while. No longer were they the seven Weasley children, they were only six. Ginny looked up at Draco's peaceful face, he had lost someone too. His own father had been killed as he and the other Death Eaters pushed farther into the castle. No one had actually owned up to killing Lucius Malfoy, but Ginny had a suspicion Draco had a hand in it. They had touched on the subject briefly one drunken night. He told her to leave and that he never wanted to see her again. For two weeks they avoided each other, finally Draco Malfoy had stumbled into her apartment drunk and upset. He apologized over and over then admitted he missed her. She chuckled at the memory; he had been so cute like a lost child looking for his mother. Ginny at the time had to bite back her giggles and help the poor man home. She had tucked the Prince of Slytherin into bed before heading home.

"What are you laughing at" Draco said, his eyes still closed against the sunlight. She smirked and kissed his nose causing his eyes to open. "You. What else?" she asked innocently. The pair laid there for a while enjoying the company and silence. Draco had to admit that was what brought Ginny to his attention in the first place. She didn't feel the need to ruin a moment with endless chatter about this or that. She was content with the silence, the same silence neither had gotten during the war and the months after afterwards. Sighing with content Draco once more closed his eyes before a knock on the door was heard. Ginny's head popped up her eyes filled with worry. She had been sure it was Narcissa, if she found them like this the elder witch would tell her mother. That was worse than death; Ginny would take a battle with a Death Eater over her mother finding out that her little girl had been shagging someone when she wasn't in a relationship. "Mum is that you?" Draco called out. The squeaking voice of a house elf answered him.

"No Master Draco. Tis Poppet. Me is sorry for disturbing you but news from Masters work has come through. Misters Potter and Weasley say there is another girl?" the house elf had been confused by the message be recited it perfectly for her lord. She was rewarded with a thank you, no punishment for Poppet. The couple heard the house elf giggle with delight and almost skip down the hallway. Draco looked back at Ginny who was transfixed on the door. "You should be nicer to your house elves" she said finally before sighing and slipping out of the warmth of his bed. Maybe she was right; maybe he should be nicer to the house elves. The couple got dressed quickly, and Ginny escaped to the bathroom. Draco sat on the edge of the bed waiting for the bathroom door to open. Finally Ginny emerged, her hair styled back to its natural silky state. "Ready?" he asked, she nodded and the pair disappeared from his room leaving their sanctuary.

A crowd had formed as both of them pushed past wizards and witches of all ages; many whispering to those around them with theories. " Gin-bug, Malfoy" Harry said nodding to him. Ginny narrowed her eyes at him, her hands balled in to fists. Where did he get off calling her that?! Before opening her mouth Ron jumped in. "Ginny drop it. It's not worth it." He whispered to his youngest sibling. Ron had a difficult job being best mate and brother to two people who had broken up. Harry was devastated by Ginny's unwillingness to take him back and Ron silently cheered his sister on for that. He had not been happy to find out that Harry had cheated, but he understood to some level. Ginny hadn't been with them, she didn't understand the darkness they had seen. The bodies. For Ron Hermione had been his only escape. He had been planning on asking her to marry him soon; he just hadn't gotten the balls to do it yet.

"Some brother you are Ronald" she snapped moving closer to the girl who lay on the ground. Face carved up and hair crudely dyed. Ron nodded to Draco as they both walked after Ginny. Her heart stopped her hair. The tangled mess was the exact shade that Ginny had naturally. It made her stomach turn with fire. The taste of bile came bubbling up and her fists shook. How dare he do this to another girl?! Ron placed a hand on his sister's shoulder and nervously looked at Draco. "Gin-bug" her childhood nickname rang in her ears like a siren, it echoed into the darkest parts of her soul. "Why me" she asked, tears threatening to spill from her eyes. She had grown tired to people comparing her to bodies; she had been compared in her relationship with Harry. Ginny Weasley was officially sick and tired of being compared to people. Living or dead.

"Do you know anyone from school that was maybe in love with you and you didn't return their affection? Maybe someone you just helped recently before this started" It was Harry this time who spoke. "No Potter, I was too busy being blinded by your lies" she spat out. Her voice dripped with venom, Harry didn't get a chance to retort before Kinsley showed up on the scene. "Ginny…" the black wizard's voice was low and sounded old. "We have to take you off. It's too big of a risk. You are too much for the Counsel to lose now, we are still in a delicate position of rebuilding." she looked at him, knowing that when he spoke it was almost if it was law. The elder wizard looked at her with empathy; it wasn't as if he wanted to take her off the case. But the High Counsel had ordered him to do it, he was bound by other to carry out their orders as well as create his own. "The Counsel. I assume is behind this" Draco said, his temper flaring. Kingsley nodded solemnly; there wasn't much they could do. Ginny Weasley would be kept under supervision and be placed on desk duty. "Tell the Counsel I said to fuck off" The youngest Weasley spat before ripping herself shoulder Ron's hand and marching off into the crowd. The four men watched as her bouncing red hair disappeared. "Malfoy. She is not to help in anyway and you are not to share anything about the case with her. Do you understand? The Counsel can't afford to lose her. Ginny Weasley has become a symbol just like Mr. Potter, Mr. Weasley and Miss Ganger." Kingsley was cut off by Draco.

"Sir with all due respect, you basically just told Ginny she was just like her ex boyfriend golden boy over here. She has already suffered the scandal from the fall out of their relationship and now she is being compared to and replaced by him. I may have been stupid once to get in Ginny Weasley's way but I won't make that mistake again" with that Draco left following after his partner. Ron for once in his life actually admired Malfoy right then. He was right; Ginny was just like their mother sometimes. Scary. Scarier then Hermione could be. Ron had seen that side of her once, they had been paired up with Harry and Malfoy on a mission to track down the female Carrow twin. Ginny almost killed her and the look on her face said she would have if Draco hadn't stepped in. He had seen the same look on Malfoy face the night he brought the male twin in. The man was beaten to an inch of his life and Malfoy's hands had been busted up pretty bad. Ron never asked him about it, the pair just had come to an understanding about Ginny.

Don't ask and Don't tell. It had become a cat and mouse game for Malfoy and Ron. He wasn't stupid, Ron was fully aware his younger sister was sleeping with an ex-Death Eater. He never mentioned it to anyone, nor would he unless the pair asked him too. Ron was indebted to Malfoy for something Ron could never be able to replace. Hermione. The fact Draco Malfoy had saved Hermione's life and clearly took up for his partner was something Ron could respect about him. Harry nudged Ron with his elbow drawing him out of his head. "You alright Ron?" Harry asked, the red head nodded to his friend. "Yeah I'm alright mate. Just thinking about Herm. I… I want to ask her to marry me. Just not sure how to" the confession caught Harry off guard but he grinned none the less. It was about time Ron finally admitted to loving Hermione. "Congratulations mate!" Harry said slapped his friend on the back. Odd thing war, it changes people. Harry mused as him and his partner left for the office.