Ginny's brothers ended up finding Ron at The Leaky Cauldron. He had checked himself into a room already and claimed that he was staying there until his family "came to their senses." No matter how hard Charlie and Bill pleaded, Ron refused to come back to Burrow they arrived back at the Burrow Ron-less. Ginny's insides sunk as she heard the news. Was Draco right? Was this really tearing her family apart? She slowly walked upstairs to her bedroom and shut her bedroom door behind her. She didn't want to think about anything at the moment. She was absolutely exhausted from the long day she had just had so she simply flopped onto her bed and was instantly submersed into a very deep sleep.

"I-I don't understand!"

Her entire body was numb and her ears had a horrid ringing noise in them. Tears were flowing down her cheeks as Draco stood in front of her. He was hysterically crying too and his entire body was shaking from it.

"I don't want to come in between you and your family! I never wanted any of this to happen! Ron has been DISOWNED. I did that! Ginny the answer is clear."

"NO!"

"We can't be together!"

"NO! DRACO! I love you! You c-can't abandon m-me! Please! I'll lose it! I'll….I'll go back into my depression!"

"Ginny, you're family will help you! I can't break you and your family apart! This is good bye Ginny."

"NO! PLEASE!"

She dropped to her knees and sobbed into her hands as Draco reluctantly turned and walked away from her.

"NO!"

Ginny jolted upright in her bed, covered in cold sweat. Her heart was pounding against her rib cage so hard that she could have sworn that the entire house could hear. She calmed down enough to listen to the deafening silence that was around her. It had to be around 4 in the morning, she was surprised that no one was in her room yet. She fell back into her bed, realizing that she hadn't woken anyone with her scream. She stared up at her ceiling, recounting her newest nightmare. It seemed so real; every piece of it, and the scariest thing was that it was completely reasonable. She could actually picture him doing something like that to save her family. It was his good nature. Ginny huffed and pulled the covers up towards her chin. She closed her eyes, even though she knew that she wouldn't be able to fall asleep, and silently comforted herself. 'It's okay. That was a nightmare. It's not the real thing. You are fine. You are still with Draco. That was just a nightmare. You're fine. You are fine.'

But no matter how hard she tried to convince herself, she still felt, that in the pit of her stomach, that something like that was going to happen.

o.O.o.O.o.O.o.O.o

Ron did not return the following day. Molly in particular was distraught by her son's sudden abandonment, being reminding of Percy when he had done the same things years ago. Charlie and Bill went to go check on him again, but he was still persistent and refused to come home.

Ginny had the same terrifying nightmare about Draco leaving her that night. She woke up, for the second night in a row, in a cold sweat and with her heart beating rapidly. Again she had to calm herself down and, again, she felt that it was all too real of a dream.

o.O.o.O.o.O.o.O.o

Ginny and Hermione were seated at the family's large dining room table along with Mrs. Weasley. They all had steaming mugs of tea and were discussing Ron. This was the first time that Hermione had come to visit after his leaving, and she seemed just as distraught by it as Mrs. Weasley was. Her hair was messing and unkempt, she had dark circles under her eyes from lack of sleep, and her lips were chapped and pale. It was like the life was slowly ebbing out of her.

"He won't talk to me. I've visited him everyday, almost every other hour, and it's the same. He shoos me away. He wants nothing to do with me right now."

Molly reached out and took Hermione's hand in her own.

"You did nothing wrong dearie. He is ultimately the one in the wrong this time. No one else. He is just stuck too far in the past. It's terribly unfortunate, but this is something that is going to take time for him."

Hermione nodded. "He's let Harry in. Harry's tried to talk some sense in him, but it's no use. What if he can't change? What if he simply refuses to comply?"

Mrs. Weasley sighed. She had thought about that. Hell, everybody had thought about that. What would they do if Ron refused to be a part of the family again? Would they cut ties from him? Simply force him to move back in? Pretend like he didn't exist? Ginny shook her head and walked her empty mug to the sink. He wasn't going to come back unless either her or Draco left. She looked back at her mother and best friend. They were wrecks without Ron. She couldn't stand to see them like this. It wasn't just them either. Her dad didn't really talk that much anymore and George was slowly slipping into a depression again. When Fred died, it had been Ron that kept him going. Now, without Fred AND Ron home, it was his worst nightmare come true. Ginny quickly excused herself and rushed into her bedroom. She took a spare roll and quickly scribbled a note onto it before setting it on her bed. She then pulled out her trunk and began packing it to the brim. She filled it with clothes, toiletries, parchment, ink, quills, and a couple other miscellaneous objects. She shut it tight and pointed her wand at the packed trunk.

"Reducio."

The trunk shook for a moment before shrinking down to roughly the size of a snitch. Ginny took the tiny trunk and stuffed it into the inside pocket of her robe. She slowly walked down the old stairs, trying to not make too much noise. Hermione and her mum were still in the kitchen, but if she was quiet enough, she would be able to sneak out of the side door. She made her way down the stairs undetected and slithered out of the side door. She ran out to the old Quidditch pitch and swung open the shed door. She grabbed her broom and mounted it. She took one look back at the Burrow, who had softly glowing lights every third window or so, before kicking off the ground and flying away from home.