It was getting close to Christmas, but it seemed like no one anywhere in the Wizarding World was in the mood to celebrate. Least of all, Draco Malfoy. He'd spoken to Janey weeks ago, about the 'incident' that happened. They'd agreed to just leave it there. She wanted him to be with her, but she knew she'd never manage to convince him. Bellatrix wasn't happy about this, of course, but she knew it was a lost cause. Draco would fall to pieces in the end, but he'd chosen that route now, and there was nothing she could do about it.

He was sat on his balcony again, alone. He felt so lonely – all the time. Even though his family were around all the time, it didn't help. The only person that could make him feel any better was Cassie, and she wasn't coming back.

The door opened silently to his bedroom, and he could just about hear delicate footsteps on the stone floor. He turned around. Janey stood in the doorway to the balcony, her face slightly red and mascara streaks down her cheeks. Draco leapt up and put his arm around her. Something was certainly wrong.

'Janey, what's the matter?' He asked her softly. She shook her head.

'I have to talk to you.' She choked.

'Of course, yeah,' He led her back inside and sat her down in a chair.

She looked up at him, tears still in her eyes. 'I need you to promise me something first.'

'Erm…'

'Promise me you'll be there for me.'

'I will be, Janey. I promise,' He agreed. 'now tell me what's wrong.'

Meanwhile, in the Burrow, everyone was having fun. George had spoken to Cassie, and he'd assured her that she should take all the time she needed to decide.

Fred and George had brought some fireworks back from their shop, so everyone was sitting on the grass outside, while Fred and his dad went to set up the fireworks. George sat with his arm wrapped around Cassie to stop her getting cold, even though he'd already given her his coat to prevent that.

Ron collapsed onto the floor beside them.

'Alright?' he asked both of them.

'Yeah, before you got here.' George joked.

'Disturbing something, am I?' Ron asked with a cheeky grin.

George shrugged. 'Perhaps.'

It didn't take long for the fireworks to get going. There were loud bangs every few seconds, and the sky filled up with neon colours and sparkles.

'George!' Fred called from across the garden. 'Come here, I need a hand with the other ones!'

George kissed Cassie quickly and jogged off to help his brother. Ron smiled at her.

'You should say yes, you know.' He said suddenly.

'I'm sorry?' She turned to face him.

'I think you should marry George.' Ron told her with the upmost sincerity.

Cassie stared at him. Why was he telling her this? Surely he didn't really care that much.

'He loves you, Cassie,' Ron continued. 'and I know, you've probably still got Malfoy at the back of your mind. But I'm asking you, as a friend, to reconsider. And I think, deep down, you do love George.' Was Ron really saying all this? He was never one to show his feelings more than he had to, and there he was telling Cassie about love!

She was speechless. He'd surprised her by saying all that, but when George came back, Cassie was lost in her own thoughts. Maybe Ron was right. Draco wasn't good for her, he was dangerous, and she'd most likely get herself killed if she got with him. George was safe. He was on the right side, and he stood up for his friends. He'd never do anything to hurt her, and he definitely loved her. And, when she thought about it, Ron was right; she did love him.

The fireworks were off again, pink and red ones this time. Cassie smiled to herself, it seemed like everyone and everything was out to remind her of love.

Ron noticed a look is Cassie's eyes as she watched the fireworks. He got up quietly and left, after all, he had someone he wanted to be with, he couldn't spend all his time match making.

'The fireworks look good, don't they?' George said, putting his arm around Cassie again. She nodded and rested her head on his shoulder. He kissed her quickly. It was enough to make her mind up.

'George.' She said quietly.

'Yeah?'

She took a deep breath. 'I want to marry you.'

He turned to her, wide-eyed. He smiled at her and kissed her. She knew something had changed as soon as he did. She could feel love in his kiss. It was already different. She hoped she'd done the right thing.

Ginny heard their conversation and grinned back at Harry, their conversation stopping mid-sentence.

'What?' He asked her, not hearing what Cassie had said.

'Cassie and George are gonna get married!' Ginny almost screamed with excitement. Harry smiled at her and pulled her into a hug.

Cassie glanced behind her. Ginny and Harry knew after a matter of seconds, there was going to be huge fuss now…

'MUM!' Ginny screamed, leaping up from the floor and running off into the kitchen. Cassie looked at George, now slightly embarrassed. He put his arm around her and smiled.

'Yeah, the hype will last a fair while. You'd probably best get used to it.' He grinned. Cassie just nodded. That was just what she needed. Hype.

Mrs Weasley came hurrying out of the kitchen, and by now Ron, Hermione, Bill and Fleur knew. Mrs Weasley almost pulled Cassie off the floor hugging her.

'I'm so pleased!' She gasped. Cassie would have replied but her rib cage felt so crushed she could barely breath, let alone speak.

'I'll have to fetch Arthur and Fred!' She realised and waddled down the garden to them.

Bill clasped his brother on the shoulder and whispered something in his ear. George grinned at him as Bill was watching Cassie. She had a feeling she didn't want to know what Bill had just said. Harry, Ginny, Ron and Hermione had all sat down around them by then, and they were all talking at her. She had no idea what they were saying but she tried to smile at everyone, in the hope that would be enough. She didn't realise it at the time, but she was actually enjoying it. She wanted to marry George. She finally saw it.

Janey sat in silence for what seemed like hours, breathing deeply, trying to calm herself and tell Draco what was tearing her apart inside.

'Janey,' He lifted her head with his hand and looked her directly in her eyes. 'tell me.'

She shook her head, tears still flooding down her face. 'It'll ruin everything.'

'What is there to ruin?'

'Everything,' She repeated quietly. 'I can't do what I do anymore. I can't continue with this whole thing. I can't be a Death Eater anymore. It wouldn't be… it wouldn't be right. It would be unfair if I did.'

'Janey, what on Earth are you talking about?'

'And it's all my fault,' Janey continued, suddenly furious with herself. 'I thought I was helping! And look where it's got me! I didn't even help, and I've only dug myself into a hole because of it!'

Draco pulled her into a hug, then lifted her head once more. Was she going to tell him or not?

'I'm sure it's not your fault.' He told her with a reassuring smile.

'You're right,' She replied, not a hint of a smile on her lips. 'It's your fault, too.'

'What?'

'It's not just my fault. It's equally your fault as well.'

'I don't understand…'

'Draco,' Janey began. It seemed like a lifetime before she finished her sentence. Draco's head was spinning with what he might have done wrong to me it his fault, too. Was it serious? He really didn't want to be in any more trouble with the Dark Lord. His family had already upset him countless times before, and one more mistake might be his last. He wasn't ready to die yet. He found himself praying in his head. He didn't believe in God, but still he was hoping someone out there was looking out for him. Please, please spare me. Don't let me die… But what Janey was about to say wouldn't result in his death, but it was the first time he wished it had.

'I'm pregnant.'

And Draco's world caved in around him.