A/N: I think I'll make this story pretty short, with this the last chapter. Not really a story, just a tale of two ambitious hearts who didn't give up. I just want to finish it. Don't forget to review, and please give me some ideas. I love getting help. Flames are also appreciated as long as they aren't nasty. Chou.
Chapter Three:
"Hello, Miss Weasely. Please step into this room kindly. I'd like to have a little talk with you."
Ginny froze. She was petrified and then she noticed Draco coming towards them. He glanced at his father and turned red. With anger. He was upset.
"Dad, do you think you can come and abduct a girl in middle of the hallway?"
"Draco, my boy, who said anything about abduction? We're just going to have a friendly chat, right here in this room. Care to join us?" Lucius's voice was fake and jovial.
"I think I'd better." The three of them walked towards an empty classroom. Malfoy sr. locked the door behind them and turned to the couple and said, "Care to explain the rumors I've been hearing? My one and only son going out with a Weasely? Certainly a pretty one, so we know that half of your mind is intact, but who cares how pretty she is? She has a foul background and who knows what The Dark Lord would say to me if he found this out. I think both of you need a little reminder to stay away from each other. And a memory that the last time you held each other was in pain. If you'll kindly step into my son's arms," He pushed Draco down and Ginny on top, "Now it'll go through you both with one spell- Crucio Doublette." Ginny felt a searing pain go through her. She felt Her body and Draco's jerk into the air as if one and writhe in pain together. Malfoy gave an evil laugh and after three minutes of searing pain, another few minutes they would've been dead, he lowered his arms and left the room laughing. He was out of Hogwart's grounds in five minutes confident that his son wouldn't go near that pretty girl again. But he was wrong.
"Ginny are you okay?" Draco looked at her worriedly. She was still on his lap, with her head buried in his shoulder. He smoothed her hair, and held her tight till she stopped shaking. "Should we go to Madame Pomfrey?"
"No way. I'll calm down in a few minutes. . . Draco. I'm so sorry. I seem to always be doing the wrong thing these days."
Draco looked puzzled. "What did you do wrong now?"
"I shouldn't have even started with you. It'll never work. It can't."
As he pressed her to him for another kiss he whispered, "If we want, we can make it work. It's up to us to try. Only then can we see if we'll succeed. It doesn't matter what others do or say. As long as we have each other, we can make it through, together. " A/N: How was that? R/R