Agreements

Ginny was anxiously waiting on Draco's response. She sent it two days ago. She had all of his clothes washed, pressed, and folded neatly in her closet. She lay on her bed flipping through pages of the books of magic she needed for her coming 6th year at Hogwarts. She wasn't so excited about going back to Hogwarts. As much as she looked forward to being away from the rest of the wizarding world, she knew she would wake up each morning knowing that her family was still in danger. That the world outside of Hogwarts was unstable, and many of her classmates would not be with her.

Ginny closed her book, and closed her eyes, sighing. She got up and slipped into the shower, letting the hot water pound against her head soothingly. Ginny got out and changed into a pair of jeans and a Chuddy Canons t-shirt. She walked out of the bathroom and was shocked to find Draco standing in her room.

"How did you get in?" She asked, suddenly aware of her messy wet hair that looked like a wet poodle. Draco turned around, smiling.

"I opened the door. You know you really should think about who is out there, and that they can get into your room, and like, kill you." Draco pointed to the door that was unlocked, then motioned for her to come to him. Ginny stayed in place, as much as she'd like to go to him, she wanted to know why he hadn't answered her letter.

"Why are you here?" Draco, seeing that she didn't go to him; he would have to go to her.

"Responding to your owl," He was within a foot of her when he pushed her wet hair out of her face. "The interview is on Monday. You will say exactly what I'm going to tell you." Ginny took his hand in hers, and stepped away from him.

"I know." He grinned maliciously, and let go of her hand. He withdrew a piece of paper from his pocket.

"When I ran up to see what was going on in the alley, I saw Draco Malfoy bravely guard a citizen and take a hex. Potter showed evil in his eyes. I didn't trust him. I looked around at the dead bodies lying on the street and knew, with that look, he had done it. Potter disappeared and left Draco among others lying in the street. I saw the cuts and bruises on Draco, and healed them. When he woke he was questioned, and found innocent. I didn't need reassurance; I could see it in his stance before Potter hit him one last time. I knew Potter hated him but didn't know he would go completely crazy on him." Draco read off the parchment, he looked back up at Ginny. "Go it, Weasel?" Ginny stared at him.

"Number one, you did not guard anyone. Number two, I didn't help you first. And number three, why am I suddenly called Weasel?" Ginny expressed hurt in her face. She took the parchment out of his hands and skimmed it. "You really went on about how heroic I think you are." Draco pulled her to her bed, the only sitting area in the room.

"You think I'm heroic?" Draco joked and nuzzled Ginny's porcelain neck. Ginny tilted her head away from his mouth.
"Enough," Ginny said in a tone which Draco didn't like. It was stressed, and angry sounding. "I am not saying all of this. It's all lies." She turned to Draco who was instantly mad.

"That's really too bad, your saying it, otherwise your family will die sooner than scheduled." Draco snapped back and got up off of her bed. Ginny looked confused, and put the script down.

"What do you mean sooner than scheduled?" Draco faced the window, pushing back the purple curtains that matched the carpet.



"If you do this, it will buy your family time. They, the Death Eaters, are going to attack on the first. They'd be dead by the end of the day." Draco's voice was cold. Ginny sat in shock, her mind racing. Why do I know that day?

"The wedding," Ginny was shaking. "Why are they going to die? Why on the wedding day?" Draco turned to look at Ginny, who was staring at the carpet.

"Potter will be there, along with members of that clan, won't he?" Ginny nodded. "If you do this, they won't die on that day exactly." Ginny looked up.

"I thought they were only going to be humiliated," Tears rimmed her bright brown eyes. "Not killed. What can I do to stop it?" A single tear streamed down her face as she stood up, confidently.

"Nothing, they already planned on going," Draco leaned against the window. "My father's mind cannot be changed."

"I'll do it," Ginny took a step forward, her face was composed, but her eyes were filled with fear. "Is there a way they won't be killed?" Ginny pleaded, still strong. Draco stepped toward her, studying her.

"What are you willing to do?" He asked.

"Anything at all, just so long as they live," Draco grinned as tears fell down her face.

"I believe we can make an agreement with my father." Ginny's eyes widened. It's worth it. I don't want Mum and Dad to die. I don't want to lose my brothers. She reluctantly nodded, and let Draco pull her into an embrace. Ginny felt stability in his arms, something she hadn't felt with Harry. Her tears slowed down, as she let his scent fill her nose, spicy, and warm. Draco smoothed her hair, and kissed her head.

"I have to get going," Ginny hugged him tighter. "I have to see my father about this arrangement. I'll send for you when you are needed." He and Ginny let go of each other. She looked up into his eyes. "Just so you know, you'll be watched until the wedding, so you won't be able to tip off the rest of your pack." He strode out the door, leaving Ginny crying uncontrollably. She stayed in bed the rest of the day, and cried herself to sleep.

A/N: I know this one is shorter than the others. I'm deciding whether or not I should do a Draco POV during this story. I don't write for guys very well. Anyway thanks for the reviews guys! They're appreciated.