A/N: So here's another chapter! Not much going on in this one but it was fun to write and it helps with the character building. Hope you enjoy it!

…Into what vesture of memories earth layer upon layer enswathed us

Of the ever-changed faces and phases

Of the moon to be born, reborn, upborn, of sun-spun days

Our arrivals assigned us, our times and our places

Sanctuaries for all love's meetings and partings, departings

Heelings and woundings and weepings and transfigurations?

About an hour later, the plan was set. Her family had agreed to it and they would inform the rest of the Order. There had been much arguing, however, when she'd told them of her plan to return with Draco to Malfoy Manor. Her mother had been worried, her father had all but threatened Draco's life, and Harry had downright refused. In the end, she had been able to convince the others that it was for the best, and that she'd be safe. But now, with the rest of the Weasley's gone, she stood before the establishment's fireplace, Harry's hand on her wrist as he tried to pull her with him into the emerald flames.

"Ginny I won't let you go back with him. I won't, now get in the Floo." He demanded. Ginny tried to pull away.

"Harry, please. He's changed. He's been very kind to me and I won't risk his life by not going back." Harry looked incredulous.

"He's Death Eater scum Ginny! He's probably got you imperiused to say that. Would you seriously risk your own life for him, for a Malfoy?" Ginny winced as his grip tightened on her wrist.

"Kindly unhand her Potter." Draco's cool voice came from directly over her left shoulder. "And watch your mouth about my Death Eater ways or I'll sic my inferi on you."

"Stay out of it Malfoy." Harry muttered.

"If only I could." Draco hissed.

"Harry come on." Luna, who'd till now stood watching helplessly from a few feet away, came forward. "Let's just go Harry. She'll be fine with Draco."

"No Luna. I won't leave her." Harry ground out from between clenched teeth.

"Yes, you will." Luna said softly, taking his arm until his grip on Ginny's loosened and she was able to pull away. "I trust Draco too." Luna said firmly and Harry inclined his head. Wow, someone had finally humbled the great and invincible Harry Potter. Ginny almost laughed.

"Now go." Luna said quietly, urging Harry into the flames. He grumbled but stepped backward and threw the Floo powder at his feet. He disappeared in a rush of green flames.

"Thank you Luna." Ginny said and Luna smiled at her, taking her hand.

"Be careful Ginny." And then to Draco. "Take care of her." Ginny felt Draco move closer and place his hands on her shoulders.

"I will." He said. Luna nodded, dropped Ginny's hand, stepped backward and disappeared just as Harry had.

Ginny let out a sigh and turned to face Draco. His hood was still up and all she could see were his silver eyes shining out from underneath it. "Now what?" She asked quietly.

"Now we go shopping." He said and she thought she heard a smile in his voice although she couldn't see his face well enough to be sure.

"I thought that was just a cover story." She smiled.

"Well, it was, but what kind of cover would it be if there was no proof?" Ginny nodded thoughtfully and let Draco lead her out the back door.

It was only about four o'clock when they entered Diagon Alley through the magical brick wall behind the Leaky Cauldron. Ginny had her hood up again, covering her brilliant hair. It would he a horrible thing if they were noticed together but Draco figured that as long as one of them was disguised, it wouldn't matter if they were seen. He kept his own hood up nonetheless.

But they attracted too many stares. It was a warm day and most people didn't have cloaks on at all, never mind hoods. And Draco was sweltering. He pulled Ginny into the nearest alleyway, between Ollivander's and a second-hand bookstore, and pulled off his hood.

"I think we'd better use glamour charms instead of hiding under our hoods." He said as Ginny pulled off her own hood.

"Good idea." She replied as she ran a hand through her hair, shaking it out. "I'm so hot." Draco smirked at her but held back his response.

He took out his wand, closed his eyes and focused on changing his appearance. He willed his hair to darken and grow shorter, his nose wider, his eyes more blue than grey. He opened his eyes and Ginny was staring up at him.

"How do I look?" He asked with a smile. She looked a little startled, then regained her composure.

"I wouldn't even recognize you." She said quietly.

"Good, your turn." He handed her his wand. She took it, nodded and closed her eyes. Draco watched in fascination as her waist length hair shortened to shoulder length and turned golden blonde. Her freckles disappeared and her pale skin darkened to a sun-kissed tan. Her features became more angular. Finally, she opened her eyes and they were a vivid green instead of her normal bright chocolate. She smiled at his reaction.

"You like blondes Malfoy?" He shook his head.

"No, I mean, it's just weird. I know it's you but it's so not you." And it was the truth. He didn't find the blonde overly attractive, in fact he wished Ginny had kept her red hair but that would have been too noticeable. He sighed and shook his head.

"Come on Virginia." He said and led the way out to the street.

"You know my name isn't Virginia." She sighed.

"For today it is. Ginevra, even Ginny, doesn't suit this new you. Besides, someone might recognize the name." She nodded and then a wide smile covered her face. "What?" He asked warily.

"Oh nothing, Mallory." She giggled.

"Mallory?" He asked, one eyebrow raised.

"Well I can't very well call you Malfoy." She whispered.

"How about Mal?" He asked, hoping she would acquiesce so he wouldn't have to be called Mallory all night. She looked at him thoughtfully for a moment, a grin on her too-tanned face.

"Alright." She finally sighed. "Mal it is."

"Good." He smiled and then turned and headed into the crowds, Virginia right behind him.

They went into every shop, taking their time as they browsed the merchandise. Draco bought a little crystal dragon for his mother, her birthday was coming up, and a book he'd been wanting on wizarding royalty of the Middle Ages. Ginny seemed perfectly content to just browse even though Draco had told her he'd buy her anything she wanted. She picked up trinkets, turning them over in her hands before putting them back down. She flipped through books then replaced them on their shelves. But when they reached a jewelry store, Draco watched her freeze. He leaned closer to find the source of her awe and saw a brilliant emerald necklace. It was a simple silver chain on which hung a glistening emerald in the shape of a flower. Tiny diamonds glinted from between the petals.

"It's beautiful." Draco said quietly, leaning close to Ginny's ear. She started at the sound of his voice and turned to look at him.

"Yes." She sighed. "It is. Are you ready to move on?" Draco regarded her for a moment.

"I'll meet you at the door." He said. She nodded and moved away from him. He watched her go and then turned back to the counter. "Box it up." He said to the man behind it, placing some coins on the counter.

At Madame Malkin's, Draco insisted on buying Ginny a new dress and shoes. She asked him why but Draco didn't think it the time or place to tell her so he merely shrugged and paid the witch who had helped them.

It was dark when they got back outside and Draco glanced at his watch. 9:07. Where had the time gone? "We should be getting back." He said and Ginny nodded. "We'll have to use the floo at the Leaky Cauldron, I can't apparate all of these packages."

"Okay." Ginny said. They walked back down Diagon Alley, passed through the magical wall and entered the pub. They ignored the evening crowd, entered the fireplace and were pulled into nothingness by the cool, emerald flames.

A/N: I absolutely adore all of the reviews, please keep it up! The poem in this chapter is an excerpt from Into What Pattern by Kathleen Raine.