Disclaimer: This story is based on characters and situations created and owned by JK Rowling, various publishers including but not limited to Bloomsbury Books, Scholastic Books and Raincoast Books, and Warner Bros., Inc. No money is being made and no copyright or trademark infringement is intended.

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A nightmare had shaken Ginny awoke and she found the bed was unusually cold. A quick glance at the clock beside the bed told her that it was only a few hours before dawn broke out. Still confused as to where Draco had gone off to, she pulled her robe over her shivering body. All of the clothes Draco had discarded earlier had mysteriously gone missing. Ginny lit the fireplace in the living area and the warmth from the flames seeped into the rest of the flat.

Once again, all of Draco's other robes were strew messily on the couch and the floor. Some of them were covered in cat hairs since Tabitha had taken to sleeping on the couch now that Draco preferred to spend his nights in Ginny's room. 'And he calls me messy?' Ginny thought inwardly. She picked up the black robe that lay at her feet and a slip of parchment fell out and fluttered to the ground.

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Draco lay on the bed with his arms tucked underneath his head as he studied the ceiling tiles, squinting at the odd patterns the bumps and squiggles made.

He never felt more lost and confused than that moment right there. Thoughts all jumbled in his head, screaming at him to take all different directions.

A female groan came from beside him. Chandra rolled over from her sleeping position and loosely draped an arm over him. "Draco," she murmured in her sleep. Instinctively he placed his arm around her, cradling her.

He finally drifted off to sleep with only one thought in his head. 'Ginny…'

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It was cold again, the last flames of the fire had died out and the first rays of daylight had broken out. Ginny sat at the table starring off into space; the cup of coffee that sat beside her had long gone cold.

Tabitha had strolled into the kitchen looking for food but finding none, she meowed in annoyance and left.

A faint rustling sound; someone was moving about in the flat. Draco walked in the kitchen, his hair slightly mussed and dark rings under his grey eyes. "Oh," he said mildly surprised. "You're up."

Ginny found that she was lost for words; the sentences formed in her mind earlier were choked at her throat, unable to come out.

Draco turned to leave when she didn't say anything to him. "Where were you last night?" she suddenly said.

He froze, "I don't think that's any of your business," he said callously, last night's memory's rushing back to him.

"No, I suppose not. I'm no one of importance," she whispered out, unable to hide the hurt in her voice. Then she hurried out of the kitchen before he could see her tears.

"And of course you'll always have your precious Potter!" he spat vehemently at her retreating figure.

She whirled around and walked back to where he stood. "I don't know what you're talking about!"

"Oh I think you do! It's just you and Potter isn't it? Screaming out his name even when you're asleep!"

Ginny's face was livid with anger. "Oh and suppose you're not thinking out her?" She threw down the parchment she had discovered last night.

"I… I didn't…" he started.

"Don't even try to lie to me; I know what you were doing last night."

Draco was silent, and there was an awkward silence between the two. Ginny wiped away her tears and looked away from him.

"Get out," she finally whispered, "You lied to me, I don't want to see you."

Draco walked out the door and Ginny's heart shattered.

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Two bottles of fire whiskey and a broken heart later, Draco was sprawled on the couch of his study. It was dark out, the wind howling at the window but inside a warm fire lit the cold room.

He desperately wanted to return back to Ginny, tell her that he would never leave her but his pride stood in the way. The memory of her whispering her boyfriend's name made him only angrier. He drained the last drops of the bottle, the whiskey burning a path down.

A house elf, Slinky, appeared in front of him. "Master, Miss is wanting to talk to you."

A spark of hope flickered within Draco. "Yes?" he said groggily, "Who is it?"

Slinky wrung its hands together, looking nervous. "Miss is not saying. Miss say she want to see you."

"Alright, send her in." Draco slowly sat up since he was rather dizzy from the amount of alcohol he had consumed.

The door opened and Chandra stepped in.

"You? What do you think you're doing here?"

"Of course it's me. Who else would it be?" she said in a sugary sweet voice as she invited herself to sit down next to Draco and placed her arm around him.

"Please get away from me," he said disgustedly.

Chandra feigned hurt on her face, "What's the matter."

"Nothing. Get out." He tried to stand up but only stumbled around until he fell.

"Aww, poor thing." Chandra crouched down and cradled Draco's head against her, crushing his face into her bosom. Bending down, she whispered, "I have just the thing to make you feel better."

Draco, in his drunken state, nodded and allowed himself be led to his bedroom.

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Ginny had fallen asleep on the couch, arms wrapped around herself. There was a sight chill in the flat. Her eyes were red and puffy from all the hours of crying. Groaning, she propped herself up.

She'd sat and wondered where she'd went wrong; if she was just another notch on the bed post to Draco. Thinking about him was a painful stab at her heart. She wiped away the fresh tears and went into the bathroom.

There was a knocking at the door and Ginny dashed to it. She opened it, expecting to see Draco, but instead she found someone else. "Harry?"

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Author's Note: Procrastination is a bitch. Feel free to throw rotten tomatoes at me.

And yes, I did change my pen name. I added my friend to it so we share the account now. She's working on a big project, suppose to be out some time by Christmas so look out for that.

Reviewers:

PearloftheOcean: Yes, there is someone who hates Hermione more than me. Her name is Tina. Thnx for ur review.

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ginny weasley#2: Hmmm… perhaps Katie??? I'll try to fit that in there. Thnx for the suggestion

RedheadObsession: Srry it took so long

xx-sweetobsession-xx: Srry, I left u hanging in this one too