Ginny walked somewhat carefully towards the house next door. The house Draco was ling in-at least according to Harry-

She knew she had to be wary around the Malfoys in spite of some of the things Draco Malfoy did that should put him in a good light. Things like not killing Dumbledore and somehow saving Harry's life in that final war.

The damn thing keeps creeping into her head.

Somehow, she was hoping Harry was right and that he'd actually seen Draco on that doorstep because she knew in his own sick way, Draco is the only one who can put Harry back in his balance. She also knew she'd not been a good wife but most of the decisions she'd made had been for Harry. Like leaving wizarding London, because Harry'd have folded under all the attention.

Part of her wanted an out but she wasn't really sure what it is she had wanted in the first place and Harry had just needed someone to be around him after the stupid war and even though he never complained, he wanted in on Ron and Hermione's relationship because truly, those three were the only ones who could understand each other. And what had Ron and Hermione done? They'd gone and gotten married a year after the damn war.

A year! Leaving her to take care of Harry. Damn Voldemort, the son of a bitch! If one could die twice, -though technically, old Voldy seemed to have died 7 times- alright, If Voldemort was to be killed once more, she'd so want to be the one to do it. And that Avada Kedavra thing, no way. That's too considerate a death for someone as evil as him. Ruining the life of a boy. Practically destroying it. No.

Avada Kedavra was just too good for him. She'd tear him into pieces and incendio the remains into ashes then she'd flush it down a toilet. Myrtle's toilet to be precise, knowing that should the crazy psycho try something funny, Myrtle will moan the entire school into alert mode. Wanker!

It's been just a year of marriage and even though she loved Harry, she felt that she could die out of dissatisfaction. Not that Harry wasn't trying. He was. Which is what makes the whole situation more difficult. She knew how unhappy those parties make Harry, but she also knew that without them, St. Mungos would reject her because her condition would be too extreme for their expertise.

Somehow, she was hoping it was Draco when she knocked on the door. She hoped that Draco would bully it into Harry's head to let her go.

However, she wasn't really prepared for him when he actually did open the door.

Draco rolled his eyes. "Well if it isn't the Weaslette. Oh sorry. I understand you're a potter now"

"So Harry was right. You live here now"

"Is that a question? No i don't think so. What do you want?"

"It's very rude of you Draco, to leave me standing out here while we talk."
"I'm also standing but if you insist..."he said gesturing for Ginny to come in.

She walked in and sat "what are the chances of you moving out of wizarding London? One in a thousand? And you finding us, I'll say One in a million. And you moving in next to us, that's like One in infinity" She said, and Draco still stood staring at her. She sighed and asked. "Do you believe in magic, Malfoy?"

"I'm a wizard. Don't you think that's a stupid question to ask me?"

"Okay, you believe in magic. Do you believe in fate?"

"What sort of retarded questions are these?"Draco asked with a frown, still not getting what Ginny was implying.

"I do. I believe in fate." she finally added

"Being married to the- boy- who- lived should do that to you"

Ginny chuckled. "I'm not married to the- boy- who- lived. I just married the boy. And his name is Harry. And believe it or not, he's just like any other 21 years old out there."

"You actually believe that."Draco said with a raised eyebrow.

"I do. And I also believe something brought you here. It may be negative, but it could also be positive. I'm glad you're here Malfoy, you have no idea how glad I am."
Malfoy was shocked. No, shocked didn't quite cover it. He was- he was... God, give me a word! His brain yelled.

Ginny stood up, said goodbye to a still stunned Malfoy and left, hoping her hunch was right.

And hoping that Malfoy won't have to make things right by destroying other things to the point of no recovery.