Darkness hung in the air like silk curtains as candlelight broke through it's misty shadows. The bed was covered in a black silk comforter and black silk pillows to match.

Candles sat on a tiny table in between two armchairs pushed painfully close together.

Ginny sat in one, Draco in the other, candlelight playing across their faces, highlighting their stressed features.

Draco took Ginny's hand in his, warming it in his grasp.

"When my father was called to the Death Eaters meeting, my mother told him not to go...she wanted him to just fight off the pain and never go back to Voldemort...my father, of course, being a stubborn man didn't listen. He went to the meeting and planned to tell Voldemort face to face that he was leaving the Death Eaters. I think in some ways he knew he would meet his end there...but maybe that was what he wanted. Voldemort of course was furious when my father told him that he and his son weren't going to be in the death eaters. That was the night I was to receive the dark mark..." he clutched Ginny's hand tighter in his as he paused for a moment, collecting his thoughts and shutting his eyes.

Opening them again, he looked up into Ginny's concerned face. Her deep blue eyes swimming with emotions and welling with tears from his story.

Again he began to speak. "Voldemort performed the worst of the forbidden curses on him last...after doing the others simultaneously. Your probably wondering how I know what Voldemort did to my father...I know because I was there. I had gone after him once he'd left, mostly just to save him if I needed to. But when I saw him being tortured and mutilated, I couldn't move. My feet were cemented to the ground as I stood in the safety of the shadows. I ran away once I heard the words Avada Kedavra...I knew it was over." Draco's voice wavered slightly as he swallowed back sobs.

Ginny felt her heart sink in her chest, sadness forming in a black hole in it's place. She leaned over and wrapped her arms around Draco, sitting on her knees in front of his chair.

Draco hugged her back, tears beginning to fall down his cheeks.

"As much as I hated my father, I loved him...who couldn't love their own father...he died saving me from the fate he had to live with..."

"Oh..Draco..." Ginny whispered, pulling out of the hug and looking straight into his eyes. "Your father loved you...you know he did if he would risk his own life for yours..."

"I just feel so alone...I try and hide it but I can't keep it in anymore..."

"Your not alone...I'm here," Ginny said softly, running her fingertip down the side of his face.

She felt him breath out softly and watched him close his eyes, moving his hand up to cup hers.

"Will you stay with me tonight?" Draco said quietly, opening his eyes to stare deeply into hers.

Ginny nodded silently, her eyes attached to his. They stood so close now, just mere inches apart, and the gap was slowly closing as Draco teased her lips with his.

Ginny felt like she was on air. Her head was high in the clouds, her body feeling light and her heart even lighter. The sadness melted into millions of other emotions, and she couldn't find any reason to not be doing this now.

I need to save him, she thought to herself, her lips moving passionately over his. I need to be the thing in his life that lasts, and I need him to be what lasts in my own.

She herself didn't want to be alone anymore. Living the independent lifestyle had grown on her, but her broken heart had hardly mended. That is until she saw Draco again.

And her dream...oh her dream. It was Draco, how could it not be Draco? Did this mean what it could possibly mean? Could we be...soul mates?

All thoughts flashed away like lightning come and gone as Draco stood up suddenly, gathering her roughly into his arms and crushing his mouth down on hers.

Teeth scraped against teeth as hunger swam through them like mad tides on the open ocean. Blood rushed hot and flaming as Draco laid Ginny on the bed and crawled on top of her, his mouth tracing her warm neck.

He ran his hands up under her shirt, caressing her waist and chest. His mouth found hers again as she found her breath growing ragged from anticipation.

This was not normal, she thought to herself. This wasn't just normal sex...this meant something. This meant something, something to me and something to him. This could be the start of something that should have started so long ago.

Ginny began to claw at his shirt, nearly tearing apart the buttons in desire filled hunger. Her heart was beating outrageously fast, and when her chest was bare and against his, she realized his was too.

Draco moved his mouth from her mouth to her chest, planting kisses there running all the way down to her jeans. Unbuttoning them greedily, he slid them off her effortlessly.

Ginny made a mad dash for his mouth again, fueling her hunger for his taste. How was this possible? she thought, looking up into his eyes that held yet again something she could not read. How was it possible to feel so much desire for someone when all you can do is tell yourself they aren't the one?

But then again, her dream was what kept her going in this charade of a dream called reality. Who knew that he felt the same?

Draco had stopped moving, laying motionlessly on top of her almost naked body, just gazing lovingly and hungrily into her eyes. She is so beautiful, he thought helplessly. How is it that the world thinks I deserve her when I don't? I'm nothing but a coward and a fraud...I'm nothing like everyone thinks I am.

"Draco?" Ginny said quietly, her eyes fixed on his.

"Yes?"

"Do you love me?"

Draco had to fight to choke back a sob. Was she getting at where I think she's getting at? he thought bewilderedly. He knew his answer, but what would her's be?

He noticed her eyes beginning to well with tears at his silence, and he noticed the anxiousness of it in her face.

His answer was so simple, and yet he couldn't form the word...

"Yes."

Ginny smiled and a tear trickled down her cheek as she wrapped her arms around his neck and hugged him tightly.

"Oh Draco...I...oh god...I love you." she said, her tears forming into sobs.

She pulled out of the hug and felt a new kind of hunger building in her stomach and her heart. Hunger for the love that he was offering.

Draco's heart seemed to explode at her words. It seemed like blood gushed heat was flowing through his entire body alone with tiny dances of sensations down his limbs.

She loved him. And he could see it written in her eyes. She loved him, and oh god did he want her.

Without another word, Draco crushed his mouth back on hers, connecting them once more in the sea of flooding emotions. Tearing off his pants and boxers, his mouth traced her jaw line and crept up her throat, causing her to tremble in excitement.

His hands moved down to the fabric that was separating them, and slid it gently off her milky white skin. Tossing her panties aside, he moved his hands up and down her hips and thighs, his mouth wandering freely over her stomach.

"Draco...." she called out quietly, pulling his head towards hers and kissing his mouth almost violently. She felt him bite her lip and felt an almost desirable pain.

It didn't need to be gentle, no. She was far beyond that. Her body didn't call for it, and neither did her heart. She needed what she knew he was all about, overwhelming power.

It felt like he knew her body. He knew just where to kiss her and just where to touch. Her body seemed to soar beneath him, sensations following emotions on high tail.

His mouth knew just what to do to hers, caressing and grabbing greedily with lust.

Though this lust wasn't really lust at all. It was a passion filled love that fueled on distress and frustration. Though it also fueled on one main thought: that dreams didn't lie.

He felt his body sink and rise with hers in repetitive movements as his hands coursed up and down her smooth curved hips. His tongue traveled mercilessly down her chest to her stomach, running smoothly over her navel.

His hands moved in between her thighs, pushing them gently yet greedily apart. She gasped in surprise as his hand rubbed smoothly between her legs.

Ginny's heart was beating at a tremendous rate, her blood pumping hot and red, fueling her desires and coursing in and out of her heart. Her eyes stayed open and focused on his, icy blue into steel gray.

Draco's hands moved like that of a skilled craftsman, carving a delicate statue out of a smooth marble stone. Chiseling away her worries and her fears, anxiety melting into preparation.

Ginny's hands were grasped in his long white blonde hair, running through it like laden silk. She placed her hand on his shoulder and slowly turned him over, placing her on top.

She felt a coursing need to take control of his body, to cause him to cry out and to make him her own. Running her hands down his slim and muscular figure, she let her fingers touch lightly as to get the most intense sensation which she felt rippling under his skin.

His skin tone slightly pale, she saw her own skin seemingly melt into his as they molded each other together through sweet touch.

Her mouth scraped across his, open and hungrily exploring the deepest region of his soul. Heat enclosed them in a sweat enhanced circle, air seemingly unbreathable.

Ginny pulled away from his mouth, stopping the movement of her hands down his torso, gazing longingly into his eyes.

"I want this to be something we won't regret...are you sure you want to do this?" she said slowly, her eyes focused concernedly on his.

"Yes." he said, pulling her face towards his and covering her mouth in his own. The kiss fading and their lips parting, she heard him whisper something that was barely audible.

It sounded like 'I love you'. Ginny could do nothing but smile and turn him over again, placing him in the seat of power.

Draco kissed her mouth again, his hands in her silky fire hair, sending her heart screaming for more sensual touches.

"Don't hold back anymore..." Ginny whispered hungrily into his ear. He felt his heart skip a beat and the ball of anxiety and hunger in his stomach explode.

Steadying himself, he slid himself into her, slowly pulling out again and plunging back in, moving to the course of her moans. He felt his body give in as he began to move faster, answering the cries in her calls.

They moved as one. No one could have separated them or have made them feel more in tune with each others emotions. Ginny wrapped her arms around his neck, crying out in utter pleasure as his movements made impressions in her body.

Oh my god, she thought to herself. Nothing, nothing, compares to this. She felt tears form in her body as he moved with her, her hips rising and falling with the speed of his strokes.

She felt her hands clutch his back, digging her nails into his hot and sweaty flesh. She felt herself cry out as the first wave of white hot intense heat burst within her.

Draco moved continuously, his mind in a thousand places at once. He couldn't comprehend anything out of the thousands of messages his brain was sending him except the indescribable love he felt for her now.

He couldn't believe his body. His heart was screaming and his brain was malfunctioning. How could an intense love like this be real?

Forever could never have been enough. Forever just wasn't enough time in the universe for this. Ginny's heart was about to explode from overwhelming emotion and the only thought blazoned in her mind was that this never stop.

She felt herself orgasm over and over again, a continuous wave of heat and spiraling blindness that she felt flood through her entire body. Her breath was ragged and her mind was scattered across the open plains of ecstasy in his arms.

Draco kissed her again, still moving faster and rougher, taking advantage of the freewill she presented him with. He could have her. He was having her. He was doing what everyone would have thought impossible. What he had thought impossible.

He knew now what she meant when she said she had let him have her heart. The answer was shining brightly in her tear filled eyes. Her love was what he wanted, what he needed. And to hell if he was going to lose it.

He felt his hands ball in her hair as he felt his stomach tighten. His chest was heaving and his heart beating faster then a speeding mustang in an open plain, but he still pushed on.

He saw the heat of it in her eyes. The sheer passion of it all drove him over the edge.

And over the edge he fell. He felt himself soar into the oblivion that was her sparkling blue eyes. He saw that she was falling with him.

Ginny's heart leapt out of her as she felt the last and final ball of heat build in her. She saw herself soaring high above the world in his arms, following the glistening heavens that presented themselves to her in extreme sensation.

The explosion was like nothing she'd ever felt. Draco stopped moving and stared directly into her eyes as the explosion hit him too. She felt the white hot flash of heat take her and felt him pour into her as it shook him as well.

She saw the love explode in his eyes. Saw it in waves of gray and what could have been unmistakingly green.

"I love you Virginia..." Draco muttered almost silently, after the intense heat had faded from both of their bodies.

She felt a more and better sensation fill her heart at his words, and felt sobs overtake her. "Oh Draco..." she felt herself murmuring. "I'm so in love with you..."

Draco closed his eyes and rested his head on her chest, a single tear falling from his eye.

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