Waking dreams never lied either. A long ring woke Ginny out of her daydream as the phone exploded. Picking the piece of electronic plastic up off the hook, she held it to her ear.

"Ministry of Magic, employment secretary speaking."

It had only been a day. One single day since she had been with Draco. Only a day and the feeling of his lips on hers was still prominently driving her wild. She hadn't told anyone yet...though she would be lying if she said the urge hadn't been strong.

The one thing she couldn't let herself focus on was Ron's response. Ron would flip a lid and probably kill Draco and then herself. But what would Harry think?

Wait a second, why should she give a shit about what Harry thinks? Harry broke her heart...why shouldn't she enjoy a nice infatuation with Draco just to spite Harry?

What infatuation. She thought. This was no infatuation. This was it, this was it ALL over again. But it was different this time. This time the man she was in love with returned her feelings.

Love. The word still had her up in knots. The anxiety of it all she couldn't evade. It was like a large black hole just waiting to suck her in at any moment and all she had to hold on to was her wits.

And her wits were growing thin at this point in time.

"Ginny?"

The sudden voice and presence of another person startled her. She realized she'd set the phone down already and was staring blankly into space.

"Yes?" she said, clearing her throat and smiling politely at the person at her side.

"These came for you this morning, there was no card...the delivery man said that the man who sent them was sure you'd know who it was from."

Ginny's heart soared it's highest. He'd sent her flowers! What a polite and conventional thing to do after sex. Or was it a symbol of his love? It had to be that.

Taking the large basket of flowers out of the woman's hands, she set them on her desk and began her inspection.

Lavender, poppy, daisy...everything a variety of wild flowers.

She looked up to say thank you to the woman who had brought her the flowers but found herself staring into empty air. Hmmph, she thought. Guess no one likes to stick around at the Ministry...

~*~

"Good morning Lloyd!" Draco explained happily, a broad smile on his usually vacant expression.

"Er...good morning...Mr. Malfoy..." the average looking man said, seemingly very surprised and confused. "May I ask why your so happy? We've got to get this shipment of leak proof cauldrons to the stores by TOMARROW. Read my lips, TOMARROW. and your sitting here happy as a bird!"

"I am happy, Lloyd, because I have met the woman of my dreams! or rather gotten to know her, you see I met her a lon-" Draco said, before being interrupted.

"Well, that's all good, but with your fathers death you have been placed with the responsibility of the factories, and frankly you haven't done anything but sulk around until today..." the man said, drifting off as Draco walked over and stood happily looking out the window, large mug of coffee in hand. "What are you looking at?"

"Life, Lloyd. Life." Draco replied, a broad smile on his handsome face.

~*~

Wind swept around Ginny's fire hair as she felt herself transported. The burrow stood cozily in front of her, surrounded by spring green grass and happily chirping birds.

Okay, she thought to herself, you can do this. Just go in, and explain everything to Ron...no need to tell anyone else. Your family will understand why you've chosen to keep it a secret for awhile, just until you get things figured out. The only person who needs to know is Ron.

She walked unsteadily up to the door of the burrow, opening it with a soft creak. Her mother sat in the kitchen, cooking as usual.

"Ginny!" Molly Weasley said enthusiastically, running to her only daughter and wrapping her in a warm hug.

"Mum," Ginny said affectionately, returning the hug and stepping back. "Is Ron here yet?"

"Yes he's out back with your father." Molly said with a smile, returning to her cooking.

Ginny stepped out back and into the vast gardens where Arthur Weasley and his youngest son Ron sat in comfortable white lawn chairs, each with a beer nestled snugly in his hand.

"So this is what you do on your gardening days?" Ginny said, smiling playfully at her father and her brother, who turned to look up at her, each with a broad Weasley grin on their faces.

"Hey don't diss progress!" Ron said, standing up and hugging Ginny tightly.

"Daddy.." Ginny said, stepping back from Ron and walking over to her father and giving him a warm hug. "I missed you." she said again, planting a small kiss on her fathers cheek.

"It's so nice to see you Ginny." Arthur Weasley said, beaming at his gorgeous daughter.

"Will you excuse us, Dad?" Ginny said politely, smiling at her father.

Arthur looked playfully suspicious at each of them, before standing up and returning inside the house.

"What is it Ginny?" Ron said, a concerned look now on his freckled face.

"I need to speak to you about something...something important."

Ginny took a seat at one of the lawn chairs and beckoned Ron to do the same. She cleared her throat and closed her eyes, concentrating hard on what she was going to say.

Taking Ron's hand in hers, she looked straight into his loving blue eyes and began to speak.

"I have met someone...but before you say something and beg me to tell you who he is, I must explain some things. I employed someone some time ago, someone who I hadn't seen in a long time and who I had until recently hoped to never see again. He had changed. I can't really begin to say how but he'd changed. No longer was he the stuck up, punk-ass, dumb rich boy I remem-"

"Shut up." Ron said, his eyes filled with what could have been terror or complete disgust. "You don't mean...Malfoy?"

Ginny felt sobs building in her throat as she looked down at their joined hands, and watched as Ron ripped his hand out of hers.

"Please, oh geez, please tell me you are not serious!"

Fury began to wash over her now. Why should her brother be able to choose her boyfriend for her? Why should she be restricted to what Ron wants?

"I AM serious Ron. And frankly, I wouldn't expect you to understand anyway! I shouldn't have even told you, I should have known that I couldn't trust anyone but Hermione with information like this..." Ginny said furiously, standing up and starting to walk away.

She felt a hand grab hers, holding her back. Ron got up and stood in front of her, his eyes focusing on hers.

"Look, I respect your opinion on Malfoy, as I respect your right to choose your own boyfriend. Ginny, your my little sister. It's in my nature to want to protect you, and from what I've seen of Malfoy, he is not someone I want my little sister to be with."

"But your missing the point Ron! He's changed...he's so depressed and lonely...and I've been having these dreams and-"

"Dreams? What dreams?" Ron asked, his eyes a bright and violent blue.

"I...oh...well I've been having these dreams lately...no, it's stupid..."

"Tell me."

Ginny sighed, biting her lip and trying to find the right words. "I've been having these dreams where I've seen myself with a man, a man with long white blonde hair and steel gray eyes...the man and I are together, or with two small children...Ron I think the man is Draco."

Ron's eyes grew slightly larger at her words, and his mouth shifted into a kind of I-Don't-Know position. "Are you sure?"

"I'm almost positive."

This time Ron sighed, his eyes shifted to the soft brown dirt and then back up to Ginny's face. "If your sure about this, then I have nothing against it."

Ginny's lips curved into a reluctant smile and she felt sobs build in her. "Oh thank you..." she whispered quietly, hugging her brother so tightly that he couldn't help but laugh.

A sisters love and a brothers approval was a wonderful thing.

~*~