A/n- back with part 4! ok! I know! I'm going crazy with the cliffhangers! But I can't resist!
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Ginny and Draco were soon thrown out onto the soft green carpeting off Draco's apartment. He quickly stood up and helped her up. When she got to her feet, Draco noticed that her eyes were glazed over in tears. He immediately took her in his arms. She cried silently into his shoulder. He didn't know what to say. So he didn't say anything, he just held her. He moved her over to the couch and sat her down on it.
"Draco," she began. "Lets just run away and then we'll never have to see them again. We can just go off and live by ourselves and live happily ever after."
"I can't let you do that, Gin. They're your family. You get to have a good family, and I'm not going to let you give that up."
"How can you call them a good family after the way they treated you?"
"Because they only did it in defense of you." He whispered.
"But I don't need defending from you." She said looking straight into his eyes.
"I know that, but I guess they don't."
"They're so closed-minded, they'll never get it. They're to set in their ways."
"Gin, you know what you've got to do right?"
"Stay here and never leave?" He let out a small laugh.
"No, you've got to back and talk to them."
"But I can't go back now after I made that whole big scene."
"You can and you will. You'll never forgive yourself if you don't go back now and talk to them."
"Let me just go to sleep for now. I really tired."
"Alright. But first thing in the morning, right?"
"Fine." She mumbled before falling asleep in his arms. He didn't drift as easily, though. 'How can I get them to like me?' he thought. 'I'm already an auror, rebelled against the dark arts, what else can I do?' He looked down at her, looked at her flaming red hair, and angelic face, and he knew, he knew, that everything would be okay. As long as she was here, everything would be fine. He finally fell asleep, looking at her.
"Arthur, what will we do?" shrieked an out-of-control Molly Weasly.
"Don't worry! Soon she'll realize that she made a mistake!" Said Arthur Weasly.
"Should we go after her?" asked a worried Percy.
"No! It was her choice to leave, she made the mistake, she should be the one to come back!" said an angered Arthur.
"Dad, she's sixteen! She's always been stubborn! Even if things do change with him, she won't come back. She will never admit she's wrong." Said Charlie.
"Dad, how can you not go after her? She just came right out and said that she's not coming back!" yelled George.
"Ron, how could you not have told us about this? How long have you known?" cried Fred.
"A few months." He answered meekly.
"Months?" whispered Molly Weasly.
"Well, I've known for a few months, I don't know how long it's actually been going on." He answered.
"How could ALL of you just not care about her at all?" asked a shock Bill.
"We are doing this because we care about her!" yelled an agitated Arthur.
"No you don't! You obviously don't care about her at all! Did you see her with him? She's happy! I have never seen her as happy as I did with him! She knows what she wants and she wants him! As long as she's happy, you should be happy!" yelled Bill.
"Bill, she will not be happy with him for long, you can tell he's a phony!"
"Dad, come off it! I could tell he was just as happy as she was! They're in love, and if you don't accept it, then she really is going to run away with him, and you will never see her again. You're driving her away!" Everyone fell silent at Bill's words in shock. None of them would admit it, but they knew he was right. Each one of them had also possessed the trait that they couldn't admit when they were wrong. "You guys can lose her, but I'm not going to." He stated before apariating from the house. He didn't aparate to Draco's apartment though, he aparated to is own. He walked around the untidy apartment thinking about what actions he should take. He flopped down onto his unmade bed and stared at the ceiling. He put his hands behind his head and thought about his family. Never, never, did he think that this would happen to his family. Ginny, the youngest, the only girl, the shy one, the modest one, and the only one to actually rebel. None of them really ever went against their parent's wishes. Sure, George and Fred and Ron got a lot of owls. Bill had long hair and an earring. But besides that, no one really disobeyed. But now, Ginny. The one who was expected to follow right along the lines her parents wanted her to. And she was the only one who didn't. Somehow, though, it all made sense. She didn't want to copy 6 others, so she made her own life.
Ginny was sitting in Draco's arms. She may have appeared strong at the burrow, but the minute she disappeared from her family's view, she allowed all her emotions to come out. She was angry, scared, upset, worried, and afraid all at once. She felt like screaming. Instead, she cried. She cried for everything it was worth.
"What are we going to do?" Ginny asked between sobs.
"Gin, there's something I haven't told you." She looked up at him.
"What?" she asked weakly.
"I have to go away…. To fight Voldemort." She looked at him shaking her head.
"No" she mumbled. "No, no, no. You can't go." She begged.
"Gin, I'm sorry, I have to." He was crying too by now. The last thing he wanted to do was leave. He held her tightly. She was still shaking her head. He stroked her hair. "I'm sorry, I'm sorry." He kept whispering in her ear. "And you should go back to your family. They need you." She was speechless. She didn't know what to do. Everything seemed to be spinning. She felt as if she made any sudden movements, her world would come crashing down around, even more than it already had. She just held tight to Draco, listening to the beating of his heart. If she lost him, she didn't think she would go on living. When she told him this, he got a steel look to his eye and said firmly "Gin, don't ever let me hear you say that. Gin, promise me that whatever happens, you will never do anything like that, promise me." She used all the strength she could muster to nod.
"When do you leave?" she asked shakily. She could feel the breath in his chest catch.
"Tomorrow" he whispered into her hair. She felt the walls closing in on her. She felt like she couldn't breathe. Her crying stopped. Her grief turned into a state of shock. She thought she was going to pass out.
"Please." Was all she could say.
"Gin, I promise, I'll be back. And I gotta take you home." She didn't have the strength to object. If she even stirred at all, who knows what might happen. He managed to help her to her feet and move her over to the fireplace. He threw in some powder, and mumbled "the burrow". They fell out onto the stone of the Weasly's kitchen. He hoisted Ginny up and felt she was shaking violently. Looking around, he noticed that only Mr. and Mrs. Weasly were still up. They were sitting at the table. Mrs. Weasly was shaking like her daughter and Mr. Weasly looked murderous. When they entered, they both looked up.
"Ginny!" yelled Mrs. Weasly. Ginny just continued to cry at that.
"What have you done to her?" yelled Mr. Weasly.
"I didn't do anything!" stated Draco. He explained why she was back as calmly as he could. Ending with "I should only be a few weeks. I have to report to the ministry now." Arthur sent him a venomous glare, while Molly looked pitifully at her daughter. Draco embraced Ginny then as tightly as he could and whispered in her ear "I'll always come back. Promise to wait for me?" he asked. She nodded into his shoulder. "Don't worry, I'll be back. I'll always come back for you. And remember what you promised, whatever happens, don't do anything drastic." He gave her one last tight squeeze, and a last look in her eyes before he transported her to her mother's arms and aparating. She looked at the spot he had disappeared from. She thrashed from her mother's arms and raced up to her room. Slamming the door behind her. She threw herself onto her bed, but didn't cry. This was beyond tears.
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Disclaimer- u know the drill! I own nothing!
Ginny and Draco were soon thrown out onto the soft green carpeting off Draco's apartment. He quickly stood up and helped her up. When she got to her feet, Draco noticed that her eyes were glazed over in tears. He immediately took her in his arms. She cried silently into his shoulder. He didn't know what to say. So he didn't say anything, he just held her. He moved her over to the couch and sat her down on it.
"Draco," she began. "Lets just run away and then we'll never have to see them again. We can just go off and live by ourselves and live happily ever after."
"I can't let you do that, Gin. They're your family. You get to have a good family, and I'm not going to let you give that up."
"How can you call them a good family after the way they treated you?"
"Because they only did it in defense of you." He whispered.
"But I don't need defending from you." She said looking straight into his eyes.
"I know that, but I guess they don't."
"They're so closed-minded, they'll never get it. They're to set in their ways."
"Gin, you know what you've got to do right?"
"Stay here and never leave?" He let out a small laugh.
"No, you've got to back and talk to them."
"But I can't go back now after I made that whole big scene."
"You can and you will. You'll never forgive yourself if you don't go back now and talk to them."
"Let me just go to sleep for now. I really tired."
"Alright. But first thing in the morning, right?"
"Fine." She mumbled before falling asleep in his arms. He didn't drift as easily, though. 'How can I get them to like me?' he thought. 'I'm already an auror, rebelled against the dark arts, what else can I do?' He looked down at her, looked at her flaming red hair, and angelic face, and he knew, he knew, that everything would be okay. As long as she was here, everything would be fine. He finally fell asleep, looking at her.
"Arthur, what will we do?" shrieked an out-of-control Molly Weasly.
"Don't worry! Soon she'll realize that she made a mistake!" Said Arthur Weasly.
"Should we go after her?" asked a worried Percy.
"No! It was her choice to leave, she made the mistake, she should be the one to come back!" said an angered Arthur.
"Dad, she's sixteen! She's always been stubborn! Even if things do change with him, she won't come back. She will never admit she's wrong." Said Charlie.
"Dad, how can you not go after her? She just came right out and said that she's not coming back!" yelled George.
"Ron, how could you not have told us about this? How long have you known?" cried Fred.
"A few months." He answered meekly.
"Months?" whispered Molly Weasly.
"Well, I've known for a few months, I don't know how long it's actually been going on." He answered.
"How could ALL of you just not care about her at all?" asked a shock Bill.
"We are doing this because we care about her!" yelled an agitated Arthur.
"No you don't! You obviously don't care about her at all! Did you see her with him? She's happy! I have never seen her as happy as I did with him! She knows what she wants and she wants him! As long as she's happy, you should be happy!" yelled Bill.
"Bill, she will not be happy with him for long, you can tell he's a phony!"
"Dad, come off it! I could tell he was just as happy as she was! They're in love, and if you don't accept it, then she really is going to run away with him, and you will never see her again. You're driving her away!" Everyone fell silent at Bill's words in shock. None of them would admit it, but they knew he was right. Each one of them had also possessed the trait that they couldn't admit when they were wrong. "You guys can lose her, but I'm not going to." He stated before apariating from the house. He didn't aparate to Draco's apartment though, he aparated to is own. He walked around the untidy apartment thinking about what actions he should take. He flopped down onto his unmade bed and stared at the ceiling. He put his hands behind his head and thought about his family. Never, never, did he think that this would happen to his family. Ginny, the youngest, the only girl, the shy one, the modest one, and the only one to actually rebel. None of them really ever went against their parent's wishes. Sure, George and Fred and Ron got a lot of owls. Bill had long hair and an earring. But besides that, no one really disobeyed. But now, Ginny. The one who was expected to follow right along the lines her parents wanted her to. And she was the only one who didn't. Somehow, though, it all made sense. She didn't want to copy 6 others, so she made her own life.
Ginny was sitting in Draco's arms. She may have appeared strong at the burrow, but the minute she disappeared from her family's view, she allowed all her emotions to come out. She was angry, scared, upset, worried, and afraid all at once. She felt like screaming. Instead, she cried. She cried for everything it was worth.
"What are we going to do?" Ginny asked between sobs.
"Gin, there's something I haven't told you." She looked up at him.
"What?" she asked weakly.
"I have to go away…. To fight Voldemort." She looked at him shaking her head.
"No" she mumbled. "No, no, no. You can't go." She begged.
"Gin, I'm sorry, I have to." He was crying too by now. The last thing he wanted to do was leave. He held her tightly. She was still shaking her head. He stroked her hair. "I'm sorry, I'm sorry." He kept whispering in her ear. "And you should go back to your family. They need you." She was speechless. She didn't know what to do. Everything seemed to be spinning. She felt as if she made any sudden movements, her world would come crashing down around, even more than it already had. She just held tight to Draco, listening to the beating of his heart. If she lost him, she didn't think she would go on living. When she told him this, he got a steel look to his eye and said firmly "Gin, don't ever let me hear you say that. Gin, promise me that whatever happens, you will never do anything like that, promise me." She used all the strength she could muster to nod.
"When do you leave?" she asked shakily. She could feel the breath in his chest catch.
"Tomorrow" he whispered into her hair. She felt the walls closing in on her. She felt like she couldn't breathe. Her crying stopped. Her grief turned into a state of shock. She thought she was going to pass out.
"Please." Was all she could say.
"Gin, I promise, I'll be back. And I gotta take you home." She didn't have the strength to object. If she even stirred at all, who knows what might happen. He managed to help her to her feet and move her over to the fireplace. He threw in some powder, and mumbled "the burrow". They fell out onto the stone of the Weasly's kitchen. He hoisted Ginny up and felt she was shaking violently. Looking around, he noticed that only Mr. and Mrs. Weasly were still up. They were sitting at the table. Mrs. Weasly was shaking like her daughter and Mr. Weasly looked murderous. When they entered, they both looked up.
"Ginny!" yelled Mrs. Weasly. Ginny just continued to cry at that.
"What have you done to her?" yelled Mr. Weasly.
"I didn't do anything!" stated Draco. He explained why she was back as calmly as he could. Ending with "I should only be a few weeks. I have to report to the ministry now." Arthur sent him a venomous glare, while Molly looked pitifully at her daughter. Draco embraced Ginny then as tightly as he could and whispered in her ear "I'll always come back. Promise to wait for me?" he asked. She nodded into his shoulder. "Don't worry, I'll be back. I'll always come back for you. And remember what you promised, whatever happens, don't do anything drastic." He gave her one last tight squeeze, and a last look in her eyes before he transported her to her mother's arms and aparating. She looked at the spot he had disappeared from. She thrashed from her mother's arms and raced up to her room. Slamming the door behind her. She threw herself onto her bed, but didn't cry. This was beyond tears.
A/n-No duh! Of course there's gonna be more after this! But of course, it all comes faster with reviews!