This is a chapter all about Draco. No Ginny this time. Sorry! Hope you enjoy it nonetheless! :)

Draco's entire body froze up as he turned to face his mother. She had a blank expression on her face, but there was the faintest hint of a smirk on her lips. Draco's mind was buzzing. Well, his mother could clearly see that it was the truth. Draco's reaction was enough to prove her accusation true. She turned and walked into the den and Draco mechanically followed her. He knew better than to resist her at this point and it was obvious that they had some things to talk about and sort out. Narcissa sat down in a black leather armchair and waited for her son to take his spot next to her. One of their squeaky house elves appeared.

"Can Pebble get anything for Mrs.?"

"Two cups of tea would be nice."

"Right away, right away."

The house elf vanished and Mrs. Malfoy looked at her son again. It was Draco, this time, who said something first.

"How did you find out?"

The elf quickly scurried into the room with a tray of hot tea and crackers. He set it on the nearby table and bowed lowly before leaving. Draco's mother took a sip of her tea and set it back down.

"I also asked the manager if you were normally with someone when you visited. He told me that you were often seen with the Weasley girl but that you two hadn't been in in over a month."

Draco sighed. Damnit. He should have been more careful. His heart sank as his mother continued her speech.

"Draco, do you realize what your father would say if he knew about this?"

"Wait…you're not going to tell him, are you?"

She shook her head. "Of course not. He would most likely have a heart attack right on the spot. But that's not my point."

"Mum…the Weasleys ARE pure-bloods."

"I realize that; but they are also blood traitors."

Draco cringed at the word 'traitor.' He had learned that they hadn't betrayed anyone. Just the opposite, really. They fought for the correct side. Draco was the one who fought with the enemy. Draco was the one who fought against his own schoolmates and housemates. He was the traitor, not the Weasleys. He puffed out his chest to be more defiant.

"They are not traitors, mum. They fought for what they felt was right, just like we did. The only difference between us and them is that they won and we lost. Ginny is an amazing witch and don't you dare try to tell me otherwise! She's…she's bloody talented and an amazing Quidditch player. She has so much passion and drive and she's feisty as Hell; she doesn't take shit from anyone! She's kind and witty, not to mention gorgeous. She makes me so happy and-"

His mother held up her hand and he immediately shut his mouth. The silence that followed was absolutely deafening. Draco knew that his mother was judging him with every passing second and he hated it. He looked up to her the most in his life and the fact that she was upset with him killed him. He just wanted her to say something, anything. Another minute passed by before she broke the silence.

"Draco, do you know why I supported the Dark Lord?"

It was such a deep question that Draco was taken completely off guard. He stared at her.

"Well, I always figured you did because you believed that he was right. You agreed with him."

She slowly nodded her head. "That's what it did seem like, didn't it? But that's not it. The only reason I obeyed him was because your father did. I was being a faithful wife and mother, Draco. I followed him to protect you, not because I believed in his ways."

Draco was silent. He had no idea. He stared at his mother through wide eyes. It was obvious to her that he was in utter shock.

"I believe you when you say that Ginny is a genuinely kind girl, my son. And I can clearly see that she makes you happy but, Draco, have you thought of the consequences? Have you thought about what your little affair could cause?"

Draco stared blankly at his mother. "Why do you think I haven't told you? For that exact reason! I know that near no one would approve of it."

"But that's not what I'm getting at. Do you understand what this could do to the wizarding society?"

Narcissa took another sip of her tea while she let her son think about her question. It was clear that he really didn't know, just as she had suspected. He looked back at her with concern in her eyes.

"I didn't think that me having a relationship with Ginny WOULD effect the wizarding world."

She set her tea cup down. "It would if it were to get out."

"How?"

"Think about it Draco. The Malfoys and the Weasleys are two of the most prominent and well-known wizarding families right now. Especially after both of our roles in the last war, correct?"

"…Correct?"

"On top of that, it is known that Ginny use to be with Harry, the Chosen One, the Boy who Lived, the Hero of the War-"

"Ok mum. I get it."

"Point is, you fought on separate sides of the war. There are still death eaters out there Draco. They would assume that you were with Ginny against your will. They think you still favor the Dark Lord. They would go after her! Not only that, but for all the people who fought on her side, they would think she's crazy and being naïve. She would get slack from everyone. No one would treat her the same. People would also say that you were the reason why the teen dream couple broke up. I KNOW, Draco, that people would be vicious towards you two and I am NOT exaggerating. You're society's Slytherin prince and she's society's Gryffindor princess. This WILL cause problems."

Draco's insides suddenly felt hallow. He knew that people wouldn't approve, but to go as far as hurt one of them and their families? He didn't want anyone to get hurt because of him, not again. His mother set down her teacup, now finished with it, and stood up to leave Draco alone his thoughts. He called out to her before she could get out of earshot.

"You won't tell, will you?"

She turned around and had the slightest trace of a smile on her face.

"Of course not. I can see how happy you are. I'm not about to ruin that."

Draco shook his head before getting lost in his own thoughts. He didn't want Ginny to be in danger, not at all. He didn't want any of the Weasleys to be in danger either. Sure, he wasn't friends with any of her brothers, but they were her family and she loved them. He just couldn't hurt her. He felt the sting of tears invade his eyes. If being with Ginny was risking her safety… He shook his head as the tears started falling down her cheeks. He loved her, he really did, but something inside of him was uneasy. Then, out of nowhere, he came to a frightening conclusion. If ending things with her kept her and her entire family safe, well, it was his only option, wasn't it?