"The best way of forgetting how you think you feel is to concentrate on what you know you know." –Mary Stewart

"What's with all that screaming?" Ron asked as he followed Moody and Dumbledore up the stairs. Snape was taking up the rear with Draco, who looked amused as the screams became more coherent.

"-could have DIED!"

"But-"

"WHAT WERE YOU THINKING?!"

Draco snorted.

"Your niece's boyfriend was the one who recovered the boy from the lake. It seems that your niece wasn't exactly fond of his course of action."

They reached the doors to the Hospital Wing and caught sight of Rayne and Nicholas in the corner. Nicholas had a huge blanket around him and was shivering, but this did not seem to register in his screaming girlfriend's mind.

"Ms. Weasley, please refrain from making Mr. Kane feel like less of a man," Snape drawled as they passed the couple and entered the Hospital Wing.

Reilly and Charlie were already by Landon's bedside, watching Madame Pomfrey and McGonagall converse quietly while a couple of Slytherin boys hovered nearby, feigning interest in the puking third year curled up pathetically on the bed they were standing by. There were three older girls a few beds down, all of them fussing over what sounded like a contraceptive potion while another one sat crying on the floor.

"This school has issues, Albus," Moody muttered as they approached Landon's bed.

Ron held back a laugh, but held it in when he caught sight of Reilly and her friend. When she saw him, she got up and ran over to him, hugging her uncle tightly.

"Is he going to be okay?" she asked curiously.

Ron glanced over at Pomfrey who nodded and pointed at the sleeping boy.

"He should wake up in a couple of minutes," she said before turning to Dumbledore. "Surprisingly, Albus, the boy didn't sustain that many injuries, as far as I can see. He barely had a scratch on him."

"But they attacked him! We saw it!" Charlie cut in excitedly before a stern look from McGonagall silenced him. Satisfied, the Head of Gryffindor turned to Dumbledore.

"She did find some scars, Albus," she whispered. She caught sight of Charlie and Reilly watching her closely and frowned. "Perhaps we should discuss this outside?"

Draco snorted.

"Rayne's not exactly done ripping Kane apart," he told the woman.

Raising an eyebrow, McGonagall nodded and began to move towards the doors.

"Ah, I see. Well, I told your ward that Mr. Kane was already in enough trouble as it was for approaching the body without sufficient evidence that Greyback had indeed left. I think she should be done berating him by now," she said tersely, leading the way out.

"You could have been killed!"

"Ms. Weasley," McGonagall interrupted quickly, shooting the girl another look. "I suggested earlier that you return to your class. Now it's not a suggestion."

Rayne bit her lip, but after shooting Nicholas one last glare, she marched off down the stairs, muttering darkly to herself while her boyfriend took a deep breath.

"She must get that from you, Malfoy," Ron commented.

The blonde met Ron's gaze and raised an eyebrow.

"Funny, I thought she got it from your sister."

Instead of flaring up, as a couple of them thought he would do, Ron smirked and turned to Nicholas.

"Get back inside and have Pomfrey give you something to warm you up," he told the boy, waiting until the Slytherin had disappeared before turning to McGonagall and Pomfrey, like the others had. "You were saying, Professor?"

A ghost of a smile appeared on McGonagall's face at the acknowledgement as she addressed them.

"As I was saying before, she did find some scars. Mostly on the boy's chest and legs."

Dumbledore turned to the nurse.

"Poppy?"

The woman pursed her lips and glanced over at the door before speaking.

"Albus, there is no question that the boy was bitten. He has bite marks all over his neck and a couple on his arms," she told them.

Moody frowned.

"Wait. I thought you said the scars were on his chest and legs?"

Pomfrey nodded, concern evident all over her aging face.

"Yes. But those aren't from werewolves, Alastor. They're self-inflicted."

There was a momentary silence in which all of the stared at the nurse with nothing short of surprise on their faces.

"Self-inflicted?" Ron repeated. "You mean he did it to himself?"

"That's what self-inflicted means, Weasel," Draco muttered under his breath so that only Snape could hear, causing the professor to smirk while Dumbledore looked over at the infirmary doors.

"Are you sure?" he asked.

McGonagall nodded.

"We checked twice," she whispered. "Most of Landon Greyback's wounds were made by himself."

Dumbledore turned to Snape.

"You know what this means, right?"

Snape frowned. "Albus, we won't be able to use it this time," he said.

Draco looked over at the man.

"Use what?"

Ron smirked. "The Shrieking Shack," he responded somewhat bitterly, attracting Snape's attention. "Third year wasn't good to me."

Ignoring Ron, Moody turned to Dumbledore.

"What does the Shrieking Shack have to do with Greyback?"

Snape stepped forward.

"It was where Remus Lupin was placed during his… transformations, while he attended this school. Of course, since it was made a rather public place during the war thanks to yours truly," Snape said, pointing to Ron. "We cannot use it in the event that Landon Greyback is a werewolf."

"In the event?" Moody repeated.

Pomfrey pointed to the doors.

"I sent a sample of Mr. Greyback's blood to St. Mungos for testing. I should be getting an owl in a matter of hours," she explained.

"Speaking of Remus, shouldn't we contact him, Albus," McGonagall suggested. "He's worked with the boy before. It might be helpful to bring him in again."

"Remus is out of town," Ron muttered darkly.

Moody turned to Ron.

"Where?"

A weird look came over the Weasley's face as he turned to walk away.

"Germany," he said over his shoulder before disappearing down the stairs.

"What's in Germany?" Madame Pomfrey asked curiously.

Draco glanced over at the nurse and snorted contemptuously before he and Snape turned to go back into the Hospital Wing.

"Potter," he sneered.

"So is he coming back as well?" Jason Conwell asked quietly as he took a sip of champagne.

Ginny glanced up at him from the pasta she was eating and shook her head.

"No… Harry hasn't come back in a while and he doesn't plan to anytime soon. Ron said that Remus was going to arrive tomorrow by himself," she replied before looking around the intimate, candle-lit restaurant they were currently sitting in. Soft music drifted high above the low chatter of those eating, giving the interior a romantic atmosphere. It was something Ginny had taken a while to become accustomed to after years of family dinners in the loud and more intimidating Burrow.

"When was the last time you saw him?"

"Who, Harry?"

Jason nodded and Ginny shrugged. "Three or four years," she told him. "I know he's been in London a lot since then, but it's usually Ron or Hermione who see him the most."

Jason frowned and reached out to take her hand.

"I'm sorry," he whispered. "I know how much he means to you."

A warm feeling flooded Ginny at his words and without thinking she leaned forward over the table and kissed him quickly on the lips.

"Thank you," she murmured gently before pulling away and sitting back down.

Jason tilted his head to the side and smiled comfortingly at her.

"You're welcome," he replied, causing her to laugh lightly and blush.

"Well… anyway," she mumbled, taking a sip of water to calm herself down. "That's all Ron told me."

"How's Reilly handling it all?"

Ginny shook her head again.

"Reilly doesn't know about Landon yet. Dumbledore doesn't want to tell her or Charlie until Remus speaks to Landon. He thinks that it's important for Landon to tell them himself."

Jason nodded understandingly and began eating again.

"I suppose that makes sense. It can't be too easy for the boy. His father's a psychopath and now the rest of his life has to revolve around a moon and all that entails," he whispered. "That's a lot to take in."

Nodding, Ginny sighed and thought over everything before she smiled and looked up at Jason.

"You know the boy who saved Landon?" she asked.

Jason nodded.

"Rayne's boyfriend, right?"

Ginny nodded quickly and motioned for him to lean in excitedly.

"Well, Ron told me that the two got into this huge fight because of it. Apparently, the boy jumped into the water without waiting for a professor and Rayne was afraid he could have been killed. She was so mad that Ron says she was screaming at him even while he was shaking like a bloody leaf," she told him.

Jason grinned at the humor in Ginny's eyes and tapped his finger on her nose playfully.

"Sounds like you," he whispered and Ginny's eyes widened.

"Does not!" she protested.

Jason snorted and pointed at the door.

"Six months ago, we were almost robbed and I attacked the guy. You wouldn't speak to me for a week after that."

Ginny straightened in her seat and looked indignant.

"You could have been killed," she said as if that was an excuse.

"It's the exact same thing, Ginny," he retorted with laughter in his voice.

"I didn't scream at you."

"You threw a pan at my head!"

Rolling her eyes, Ginny raised her hand to get their waiter's attention.

"Check please," she said before turning to Jason. "I think you're imagining things. You bumped into my cabinet and it fell on your head."

Jason snorted and pointed at her purse.

"You used your wand."

Smiling, Ginny pointed right back at him.

"Well, then, you shouldn't have tried to be a hero," she whispered.

Jason took the receipt and placed some money inside the small black folder, handing it back to the waiter before looking at Ginny.

"I wasn't trying to be a hero. I was trying to protect you," he said, standing up and helping her put her coat on.

Ginny's mind flashed back to her years at Hogwarts briefly before she hit him with her purse and led the way out of the restaurant.

"I don't need you to protect me. I need you to live long enough to marry me," she responded, shivering when they walked out onto the snowy sidewalk. "Beautiful. It's snowing again."

Jason raised an eyebrow as he took her arm in his and led them down the small street. There were barely any pedestrians out and the only cars on the street were parked and abandoned, letting the couple walk uninterrupted.

"Point taken, but I need you to live long enough for that to happen as well," he told her, making her smile and kiss him quickly on the cheek.

"Don't worry about me. I've got six older brothers. I want a husband," she replied. "And I want you to be my husband."

Feeling her shiver beside him, he placed his arm around her shoulder and pulled her closer to him, smiling when she sighed at the warmth he provided.

"I'll try to be a good one."

She looked up at him as they continued their way into a more populated part of London.

"You're off to a good start," she whispered.

"How so?"

She leaned up and kissed him under the chin before leaning her head down on his shoulder and sighing again.

"You're not related to a Malfoy," she said, making him laugh.

"I guessed that was a requirement when we first met," he commented, causing her to laugh as well.

"One of them."

"What was the other?"

Ginny stopped in front of a store and looked in, smiling at the little toys that danced and marched around the display merrily. She watched them for a little while before she glanced up at Jason with a loving smile on her face.

"I have to fall in love with you," she whispered, taking his hand and pulling him towards the store door. "Come on. I need to get something for my niece."

"Which niece?" he asked coyly and she gave him a knowing look.

"Charlie's daughter, you twit," she replied with a grin. "Her birthday's tomorrow."

Jason followed her in, but before she could go to any of the shelves, he pulled her to him and kissed her amorously on the lips, smiling when she sighed into him and held him close. When he finally pulled away, he leaned into her ear.

"I love you too," he whispered. She turned to look him in the eye and smiled, kissing him again before she turned to look at some of the toys.

"Well then, lover boy, find a gift," she ordered humorously.

Jason saluted her mockingly and then marched around the store, making her and a couple of other customers laugh.

"As you wish, my liege," he barked adoringly.

"You're sure he's a werewolf?"

"That's what the note says," Blaise muttered, sitting up in bed and rereading the letter he had just received. Luna frowned and sat up as well, pulling the sheets up to her bare chest and leaning in to read the letter as well.

"That's all the letter says," she whispered. "At least he wasn't killed."

"At least? Turning into a werewolf isn't exactly easy. He probably would have preferred to die."

Luna looked up at Blaise.

"I've seen Greyback kill people, Blaise," she murmured. "Every single one of them begged him to stop."

Blaise tilted his head to the side and smirked.

"You're sexy when you're unpleasant," he commented.

"Ugh! I really didn't need to hear that."

The two turned to see Draco Malfoy standing at the door, watching them in disgust. Luna's entire face went completely red while Blaise reached for his wand.

"Get the hell out of here!" he roared angrily and Draco snorted, disappearing into the hall.

Ten minutes later, Draco was greeted with the sight of the fully clothed couple. Luna's face was still burning from embarrassment, but Blaise just looked pissed at being interrupted from a romp with his wife.

"What do you want?" the man asked irritably while he and Luna sat down in their living room.

"Landon Greyback's a werewolf."

Blaise's eyes narrowed dangerously.

"Yeah, I got that from your letter. You interrupted me because you feel the need to repeat yourself?"

It was only because of Blaise's unwavering loyalty and his interest in Luna that Draco didn't kill the man right there and then.

"They're bringing in Lupin," he went on to say without acknowledging the insubordination.

"Is it really that serious?" Luna asked.

"It will be," Draco muttered. "With a werewolf on site, Dumbledore will be forced to take down the protections the Ministry set up after Greyback attacked earlier."

"If there were protections up, how did Greyback and his son get back on campus?" Luna asked.

Draco sat up straighter in his chair.

"They were on the other side of the protections. By the time Kane had gotten to the boy, Rayne had managed to get to Dumbledore and he had taken down the protections to bring in the boy. The Aurors put them back up after Moody was reached."

"So what do you want, Draco?" Blaise asked.

"Security."

"In Hogsmeade?"

Draco nodded.

"The Ministry is too far away and with the boy back, the Aurors will be leaving. I need you close."

"Greyback won't come back that quickly."

Draco shook his head.

"No, but if he's as predictable as Lucius was, he'll attack during the Halloween Ball," he responded, glancing over at Luna, who had paled at the mention of that night.

Blaise watched Draco carefully for a minute before speaking.

"Who are you trying to protect this time, Draco?" he asked. "Because this time, I'd prefer not to be left out in the snow for God knows how long, bleeding from every orifice."

Draco raised an eyebrow and turned to Luna.

"Does not having sex make him snippy?"

Luna stood up and shot a look at Blaise before she headed back to the bedroom.

"I wouldn't know anything about that," she muttered. They watched her disappear before turning to each other.

"Who is it, Draco?" Blaise asked again.

Leaning back in his chair, the blonde's eyes wandered out the window, watching the snow fall and knowing that she was out there somewhere. Probably with that prick, Jason Conwell…

"All of them," he heard himself whisper.

Blaise snorted at the statement.

"You should get an award, Draco," he commented.

"For what?"

"For being a big hypocrite and having an even bigger ego," Blaise muttered before getting up and walking towards the bedroom. "Now if you'll excuse me, I'm going to see if my pregnant wife is still in the mood for a round or two."

"You two are incorrigible," Draco sneered and Blaise turned slightly to face.

"Us? You and Weasley shagged in more places at Hogwarts than I care to remember finding you in and then some," he muttered, shuddering at the thought. Shaking his head, he left Draco in the living room with a smirk on his face. "Rabbits, you two were."

Draco walked over to the window and looked out to the other buildings that made up London. He could see the people moving down below and unwavering lights filled his vision with high steeples and gusting snow.

He hated London.

It was too busy.

Too bright.

Smirking, his mind wandered to past memories of the city, one in particular coming to mind at the Ministry coinciding with Blaise's previous observation about Draco and his ex-wife.

It was a good memory…

A/N: Yes, yes, it has come. We will be delving into the lives of Ginny and Draco before they split up. No, not all of them will be as juicy as you all probably know the first one will be. But there will be memories. Not just from Draco and Ginny either.

I know this was a little shorter than the last one and with not nearly as much as you had hoped, but I promise you'll love the next chapter. Especially if you can already guess what's going to happen.

If you can't, don't worry, it'll be good.

The Darkest wizard: We'll see some of Landon in the next chapter, but a lot of it is going to focus on Draco's memory, depending on how long I make the chapter.

Alsy: It was Greyback and yes Nicholas was stupid. I was actually a little surprised when the idea popped into my head, but then it made sense. Why would the Weasleys really hate Draco? Besides the little kiss, they had no reason to hate Draco. He helped them more than they can ever repay. I'll keep brainstorming though!

Darkroses2992: I'm glad you like the change!

Purplegabby123: :-) I think we all can't, but for now, I'll just give you insights into when Draco could touch Ginny.

Nextbestthing: Personally, I hate cliffhangers, but I use them because I don't know what else to write at the moment. That seemed like an appropriate place to stop. I'm definitely taking you up on that offer and I hope everything is okay on your end! Thanks! I'm glad you liked the Blaise and Luna parts. As for the quotes, I just go to Google and type in "quotes for (whatever general idea the chapter happens to encompass)" ex. Regret, memories, love, etc. World of Quotes is the one I usually like to pick after I type that other stuff in. I'm almost done with the next chapter, so keep your eyes open.

Tamara72: Now we're going to see where all of Ginny's turmoil and the sexual tension between her and Draco are coming from. I'm sorry I didn't put as much Blaise and Luna as you probably hoped for. I'll try to do a bit more in the next couple of chapters. Draco barging in on them just seemed like a good idea at the time. :-)

LovingEmerald: Be careful what you wish for. You might get what you want.

ToraNoKo123: I'll try to update as quickly as possible.

Again no Chapter tease, but as you can see, I'm updating as fast as I can, so…

R/R!