The brightness of the morning light was too much to keep a bed with two sleeping occupants awake. The man's silver hair gleamed in the sunlight and then hit his face as he rolled over on his back. He reached a hand over and ran a finger down his sleeping partner's arm. She opened her eyes quickly as if she had been awake the whole time.

"Good morning, beautiful," Draco said in a sleepy voice. Ginny smiled and reached over, kissing his shoulder lightly.

"It may be a good morning with you here beside me, but it was an even better night last night with you on top of me," Ginny said with a seductive smirk.

Draco winked at her and in one quick motion was laying on top of her, his weight supported by his elbows. He kissed her nose and she giggled. She kissed his nose back.

"You keep doing that and we won't make it out of bed today," Ginny said as she watched her finger move up Draco's arm.

"Who said that we needed to go anywhere?" Draco said as he kissed her before she could reply.

Ginny sighed into him and the rest of the morning was shared between the two of them making love.

Sometime around lunch Draco left Ginny sleeping in the bed and got up. He put on some seblance of pajamas and made his way to the kitchen. He needed coffee. And he needed it badly.

As he was standing at the counter, an owl flew through an open window and dropped a letter in front of him. He put down his cup of coffee and picked up the note. It held his father's handwriting.

Draco,

I haven't spoken to you in a long time. I hope you are well. It has been brought to my attention that the Dark Lord will be requiring some new help as of this coming month. I assume that I will be hearing from you on this matter soon. If not, expect a visit. Play your role, son.

Lucius Malfoy

Draco folded the letter and held it in his hand for a few more moments. He let the full meaning of his father's words from the letter sink in. 'Requiring some new help'. The words flowed through Draco's mind like fire.

"Who's that from, Honey," Ginny said as she walked into the kitchen. Draco heard her open the refrigerator door and move some things around. He shoved the letter into the trash bin and covered it up with the nearest thing he could find.

"Oh, just a letter from my aunt," he lied.

"Everything alright?" she asked as she found an apple and began to eat it.

"Yeah, everything's just fine," he said as he took the apple from her and took a large bite out of it.

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The house was silent as Harry strolled down the hallway from his bedroom to enter the living room. Not watching where he was going, he tripped on his shoes and went falling face first onto the floor. A stiffled laugh came from behind him and he got up to see Hermione standing there in one of his shirts and a pair of his running shorts.

"I don't think you could look an sexier," Harry said as he walked over to her.

"I'm wearing your clothes. Maybe that has something to do with it," Hermione siad as she gave him a very welcome good morning kiss.

"Last night was incredible," Harry said as he scooped her up in his arms and crossed the living room to sit down in his favorite recliner. She curled up against his chest and sighed happily.

"After ten years of being away from you, I don't think I'm going to be able to stay away for very long," Hermione said.

"We'll just see what we can do about that, then."

"That sounds promising."

"It should. Now that I come to think about it, how did I ever live without you?" Harry asked.

"I'll bet it wasn't easy," Hermione said with a laugh. "But now that I've got you, I'm not letting go."

Harry smiled and reached over to grab the remote. He flipped the televsion on and they stayed in the comforts of the house for the rest of the day wrapped up in nothing but each other.

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A man in dark blue robes sat waiting in a corner of the Leaky Cauldron. He had been there for several minutes before another man with silver hair matching his own came walking in. He joined him at the table and the two men began to converse over a few drinks.

"Draco," Lucius acknowledged.

"Father," Draco replied.

"Did you recieve my letter?" Lucius asked.

"I got it," Draco said in a very subtle tone.

"Good. Have you thought about the upcoming initiation that I told you of?"

"Yes."

"And what will you do when the time comes? Will you make me proud?"

Draco sat there looking at his glass of vodka. He stared at it thinking of what to tell his father. Had this opportunity been presented to him years before, or maybe even months, then he might have taken it. But now that he had Ginny, nothing else mattered but her. And he wanted to keep her safe.

"I don't think I can," Draco said slowly. Lucius' face fell.

"Why the hell not? Are you not proud of the foundation for greatness that I have built for you?"

"It's not that. I'm grateful, but I just can't. Being a deatheater isn't for me. I have to start thinking about my life as it involves other people now."

Lucius raised an eyebrow. Draco had not told him about Ginny. "What other people?"

"I have a girlfriend now, father. I love her and I can't let this get between her and I."

"If she truly loved you then maybe she would understand what this means for you," Lucius spat through clenched teeth.

"I'm sorry, father. But I just don't see it happening."

Lucius got very angry and clenched his fists until his knuckles turned white. "The Dark Lord will not be happy to hear this."

Draco drew his lips into a thin line. He adverted his eyes from his father's, looking at the other patrons in the establishment. He heard the scraping of a chair and looked up to see his father standing. He stood as well.

Lucius walked over to his son and without saying a word, grabbed him by the collar of his shirt and threw him to the ground. He stood over him and said, "Hold your place in this family." And then he took a few steps, disapparating out.

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a/n: i liked this chap. it was fun writing it. really. so here you go. and REVIEW!