Author's Note: I enjoyed writing this chapter. It's a bit more exciting now! :D

This is the last time that I would humor her. There is no way in hell that I would let her stay a minute more than three days in the hands of that stupid Potter. My fists clench and unclench as I pace my study. I'll get her myself if she exceeds two minutes in that house.

I let two days go by and I decide that I just can't take it anymore. I can't stand just sitting here waiting for her to show up. I feel like I'm going to explode if I sit here any longer. If there was one thing in the world that I hated most, it would be not knowing and right now, I didn't know a lot of things.

For one, I didn't know what Ginny's true feelings were and as if that was not enough to drive me mad, I also didn't know why Ginny was prolonging her stay with Potter. She hadn't even stopped the wedding planning. I ran a hand through my hair in frustration.

I call for Thales and immediately order him to look for Ginny and tell me where she is. That would take at least an hour or two so I pace my study, thinking up a plan as I waited.

Why is it that these days, time passed by so excruciatingly slow? I went and got myself a mug of coffee and opened an edition of Playwizard but the pictures were blurred in my sight. I set off doing push ups and could only make it until forty. I jumped into the shower, scrubbing myself a little more just to kill time. I got out and dropped unceremoniously onto the bed and lay there.

And I suddenly got a plan.

Then, I decide that I'm officially absolutely going mad.

I mean, this plan has crossed my mind millions of times this past week but I was never really confident of it but now, its the best plan that I've ever come up with.

I hope this isn't what you call desperation.

I went over my design in my head, thinking of what to say and what to do and where to whisk her away. I was making a list of all the property and guesthouses that we owned in different places all over the world when Thales flew in from the open window and landed next to me on my bed. I sat up immediately, eager and pumped up and got the information from him.

So there was a family dinner at the Burrow tonight and everybody was there. Perfect. Nothing better than having to deal with them all at once, really but I just couldn't sit here any longer.

I got dressed and immediately apparated away.

I landed not too far from the house and from here I could see little movements inside the house. I don't know where the courage was coming from. My mind was screaming not to go and continue with this idiotic plan but my heart was dominating the battle. I sneaked to the back of the house, careful not to let any crunching twigs or leaves give away my presence. I could hear their voices, their laughter and I couldn't help but creep up to a window and take a little peep in. I know it should be embarrassing, what I was doing - acting like a criminal - but I couldn't even bring myself to feel an ounce of shame.

And there she was.

It was amazing how quickly I could pick her out of the crowd; a crowd full of red heads and freckled faces no less. Alright fine, she was the only red head with long hair in there but I'm pretty sure that even if she were in a crowded Quidditch pitch, I would spot her right on.

Anyway, the woman had the nerve to be smiling and laughing with her family while I stood out here, creeping into a window like a criminal about to do something oh so scandalous. I thought I would explode with anger and jealousy when Wonder Boy suddenly appeared behind her out of nowhere, snaking his arms around her waist and kissing her hair. I swear I saw her freeze for the most fleeting moment before she laughed and pulled away playfully. Good actress, that one.

I saw her walk out of the living room. That, I believe, was my cue and I quickly crept to the back of the house. I paused beside an open kitchen window and looked in. She was just taking the teapot off the stove and setting it on a tray. She was also alone.

This was it. I had to go in. I walked up to the back door of the kitchen. Her back was to me. I cleared my throat. She froze and my heart swelled.

She knew it was me. She turned slowly, her eyes were closed. It was as if she was wishing I wouldn't be there when she opened them. Her eyes fluttered open as she drew out a shaky breath.

"What are you doing here, Draco?" she asks softly.

"What am I doing here?" I asked her incredulously. "You know why I'm here, Ginny."

Her eyes lit up like fire. "You can't do this, Draco. You can't barge in there like this. My whole family is in there! Harry's in there!"

In a heartbeat, we're toe to toe, glaring at each other.

"I'm not here to confront your family, Ginny!"

"Then why are you here, Draco?"

I showed her why. I pull her into my arms roughly and kiss her hard. It did not take long for her to respond. I could tell she missed me just as much as I missed her and I let out all my pent up feelings into the kiss; frustration, anger, impatience...and my love. My right hand moved to entangle itself in her soft mass of beautiful red hair as my left hand cupped her bottom and pushed her further into me. That was when she roughly pushed me away.

"Draco, my family's in the other room!" she cried.

I smirked at the thought. It was naughty and I could just imagine the look on Potter's face if he comes barging into the kitchen and sees us all flushed and breathless.

"Shhh..." I commanded as I pulled her closer to me. She looked hesitant but she did not resist.

I looked deep into her eyes but she looked away. I put a finger under her chin and gently make her face me. Her brown eyes were so full of emotion that I felt my heart tug but they were also filled with fear and hesitance.

"Ginny," I whispered softly. "Ginny, do you love me?"

She did not take her eyes off mine as she answered, "You know I do. Very much but-"

"Then run away with me," a look of shock passes her face as she freezes and I cut her off before she said anything, "I won't take no for an answer, Gin," I said firmly, emphasizing it as my arms tightened around her.

"But Harry-"

"He'll get over it, Gin. He'll realize that you never belonged to him," I said. "Don't worry about your family. You can write to them when we get there. Everything will be alright."

She did not look convinced. Her eyes were full of worry and I wanted to kiss them away. I was about to when we heard a voice calling out her name. It was Granger and it was getting nearer and nearer fast.

"Ginny, did you need help in-" She stopped short as she looked at us in shock. Ginny let go of me quickly and the three of us stare at each other for a moment before I give the slightest of my nod. Granger doesn't speak as I push Ginny behind me. My heart was racing. There was no telling whether she would shout for the other Weasleys and have us caught. I could tell that there were a million things running through her mind and then I made a decision.

I put a finger to my lips, pleading for Granger to keep silent and not a moment after, I turned, gripped Ginny tightly and disapparated with a reverberating pop.

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