Sorry about the title change if that made it difficult for any of you guys to find the story. J This title just came to me and I've decided that I like it much better and it will suit the story better. Thanks to all my reviewers, it honestly means so much to me!! There are some spoilers for the 5th book in here, so if you haven't read it yet what's wrong with you (j/k) and don't read this one yet. =D Enjoy!
I Love You Too Much To Let You Go
Chapter 6
By: Aly
Ginny gasped as her family gapped at her and Draco. Draco quickly put her down, took his hand off of her waist, and took a step away from her running a nervous hand through his hair. This wasn't quite the way he had planned on re-meeting the Weasleys. Ron's face went from shock, to disgust, to fury in a matter of seconds. His wife, Hermione, placed a hand on his harm in warning.
"Ron…" She said in a calming and cautious voice. When was he ever going to learn to not get upset at the fact that Ginny dated, even though this was a little unexpected?
Ron just seemed to shrug her off. "Get your bloody hands off my sister." He snarled.
"He already did, Ron." Ginny stated, looking somewhat aggravated. "And I rather whish he hadn't. I liked it right where it was."
"I'll kill you, you slimy git." Run muttered over her softly and then turned to look at her in shock. "You…you what?"
She smiled and grabbed Draco's hand. "Fellow Weasleys, I would you like you to meet my boyfriend, Draco Malfoy. Draco, my family."
Mrs. Weasleys eyes looked shocked as her eyes crossed back and forth and her daughter and the man beside her and then turned to look at her husband. When she turned back she put on a huge fake smile. "Well, em, very er nice to meet you....Draco."
"No it's not!" Ron burst out. "Mum, his father is a death eater!"
Ginny noticed Draco tense up beside her. She looked up at him in a questioning manner and then squeezed his hand reassuringly.
"I am not my father." Draco said tightly, glaring at Ron.
Fred and George grinned. "I never though you had much of a rebellious streak in you. I mean, not more then any of the family. Pranks and jinxes are one thing, but dating a Malfoy." Fred was the brother speaking and he laughed appreciatively as George grinned and nodded in agreement.
"It's positively sinful." He chuckled.
Ginny groaned and looked over at her father. He hadn't spoken a word yet and it was beginning to bother her. He usually grilled the boys he met, whether they were interested in her or not.
"Well Da, what are your thoughts."
He paused for a moment and looked up at her. His eyes showed utter confusion. "I'm not sure what to say or what I think."
"Is that a good thing or a bad thing?" She asked him.
But it was Draco who answered her. "It's a bad thing Ginny. Your family is never—" he stopped and shook his head. "I'll talk to you later."
He didn't kiss, or ever hug her goodbye. He simply turned and walked away.
Ginny looked at her family and glared. "Thanks."
Ron glared right back at her. "How could you go and date…that?"
"Because I happen to like him!" She was almost yelling now.
"He's pure evil! Don't you remember what he put us through at school? What would Harry say?"
"Not that you have any say in my life, and to think that Harry would is just laughable. But seeing as you brought Harry up, him and Draco are actually friends."
Ron was speechless.
"It was Harry who introduced me to Draco in the first place."
Molly and Arthur were talking amongst themselves. Finally Arthur spoke. "Ginny, why don't you bring the lad along for dinner on Sunday?"
Ron looked at him aghast. "You can't be serious."
Molly looked at him sharply. "Ronald Weasley you stop it."
"I'll ask him." She looked at them all hopefully. "He's really changed. He's not the person he was at Hogwarts."
"He better not be." Ron stated. "You should have better taste them that…but after Dean Thomas what—"
Ginny hit him. "That was over ten years ago."
"Some people never change Ginny." He said in warning. If Draco Malfoy hurt his sister, he'd kill him. That was all there was to it.
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Ginny walked into her flat and collapsed on the sofa. Ron had glared at her, not that he didn't do that often enough, but this time she was actually scared he wasn't ever going to speak with her again, and he was her closest brother…well one of her five closest. The whole family had looked very disapproving, but she had expected that. She just hadn't expected them to meet her and Draco snogging in the middle of a hall. Why couldn't they be willing to give him a chance? Yes, they had invited him to dinner, but that didn't mean a thing.
While lying there, she heard a song in her kitchen and sat up with a start. Reaching to get her wand out of her bag, she crawled over to the door and peeked in. She relaxed as soon as she saw it was only Draco making a sandwich.
"You could have called out when you heard me come in so that I would know that someone was in my house."
He smiled softly and apologetically. "I wasn't sure who was with you."
"Do you mean another man or my parents." She grinned wickedly.
He swatted her butt softly. "Another man I could handle. Your parents I'm not too worried about. It's mostly Ron. Wouldn't want him cursing me with slugs again now would I?"
She raised an eyebrow. "You're not worried about my parents?"
He only shrugged.
"I guess that's good. Seeing as your invited to join us for dinner this Sunday."
"Do they really want me there or are they just trying to be nice to the poor fool their daughter is dating?"
"Poor fool?"
Draco laughed and pulled her close to him. "Of course. Your family is going to hunt me down and slaughter me."
She went up on her tiptoes and kissed him. "So are you coming?"
"First I have a question for you."
"Ask away. But then I'm going to feel free to ask you one."
"Sounds fair to me." He took his sandwich and they walked into the family room and sat on the couch. "Why did you decide to become a muggle actress?"
She smiled. "How can I explain something like that to you? It's just something I always wanted to do. My dad took me to go and see a musical in London once. It was Les Miserables. Very moving and inspiring. I just realized after having that experience that that was what I wanted to do."
"How did you manage it?"
"It was hard." She laughed somewhat bitterly. "I worked hours in Madame Malkin's robe shop, helping her make dress robes and such. Everything I made there went to lessons for either dancing or singing. Both if I could afford it. I lived at home, my family not understanding why I wanted to do it. You can't really explain it. It's just something you have to do. And then once your on stage and the audience is laughing and applauding." She smiled and sighed happily. "Nothing else matters anymore except for that moment."
Draco nodded, as if he understood, but she knew he didn't.
"Alright then. Your turn to ask me a question."
"When did you have your 'change of heart' we'll call it?"
"After my fifth year."
Ginny looked at him oddly. "But you were awful your fifth year. And your sixth and seventh to be perfectly honest."
He laughed and ruffled her hair. "You weren't exactly an angel yourself my fifth year, jinxing me with that bat curse."
Ginny laughed at the memory. "You looked so funny."
"Thanks" He glared at her. "I was in hospital for a week to get those things and the affects off me. You're lucking I wasn't scarred."
"Well can you blame me? You were helping that awful woman." She shuddered at the thought. "It was entirely your own fault."
"I hadn't had my change of heart yet, as you called it."
"So when did it happen?"
"You mean why."
She looked confused. "Isn't it the same thing?"
"Nope. I already answered when. The why was my mum."
Ginny waited for him to expand.
"My father had been arrest and I went home absolutely fuming. All my father had ever taught me was that Lord Voldemort," Ginny shuddered at the name, "was this great man and so were his beliefs. I thought my mother thought the same, until that summer. She still believed that purebloods were higher then anyone else, but she thought that the killings were barbaric and underneath us. Especially after what it did to her sister."
Ginny remembered. That awful women had tortured and killed so many people, including Sirius.
He continued, his eyes had a faraway look in them. "All of that made a lot more sense to me then what my father had pounded into my brain." He shuddered. "Literally pounded. From there I started to think a lot more about what I thought was right. Not what my mother thought, and especially not what my father thought." Smiling bitter he muttered. "That was the first time she ever told me she loved me." He shook away the memories and she grasped his hand tightly for support. "Once back at school I talked a lot to Dumbledore, and to Severus. It was Severus who really helped me see, since he had been raised the same way and made the mistake of actually following it for a time."
Ginny put her head against his shoulder. "Well bless them both then."
He laughed bitterly. "My dad doesn't know." He ran a hand through her hair. "He's still waiting for me to get my deathmark, to become a man. He's getting very impatient."
"What do you mean?"
He shrugged. "He'll most likely realize that I don't want it and then kill me."
Ginny sat up straight. "You can't be serious."
"Oh he's killed so often he won't even care if it's his own son. In fact I think he'll see it as the only way to wash away my disgrace on the family."
"Draco?"
"Yes?"
"Come to dinner with me on Sunday. Please? I want my family to actually know you as you are now, not like your father."
"I'd like to get to know your parents and some of your brothers, but I hardly think there's a chance a hell that they'll trust me. Especially Ron."
She grinned and kissed him. "Good thing I don't care what Ron thinks."
He pulled her closer to him so that he was her total support and wrapped his arms around her waist.
"Thank you for actually taking the time to get to know me. The real me. But if I'm going to come between your family I'll leave. They're important to you."
She wanted to tell him that he was important to her too, but it wasn't quite time for that yet.
He moved so that they were facing each other then she leaned in and closed her eyes slowly. Draco brushed his lips against her mouth, then her cheek, and then right by her ear.
'I love you' he thought. Suddenly he jerked back. He shouldn't be thinking that. This was too dangerous. Not only the feelings he was having, but the fact that his father and Voldemort were still at large. She could be killed. That thought alone made his blood run cold.
"Draco, what's wrong?" She asked, running a hand over his cheek, trying to sooth the worried expression
"Nothing." He looked at her. He could see her lying on the ground somewhere, a death eater cackling as the said the dreaded words of death. He wouldn't always that to happen. He couldn't allow that to happen. "Maybe we should take a step back." Suddenly popped out of his mouth. "Everything has just been so rushed and moving to fast. I need time to breathe and think."
A flash of pain flashed in her eyes, but she wouldn't let him see how much he hurt her. She had enough pride and the skills to control it. "Of course. I'll tell my parents you aren't coming." She got up off the sofa and grasped her hands. "Well, maybe you should be going then." He voice was constricted with emotion.
"Ginny," he pleaded, "this isn't exactly what I want either."
"You don't want what exactly?" She spat out.
"I don't want to stop seeing you. I don't want to hurt you. I don't want to be alone." He was quite for a moment then he whispered softly, "I don't want to see you killed."
"Killed?" She stopped her pacing and looked at him. "I'm not going to die anytime soon Draco."
He walked to her and grasped her shoulders tightly. "My father knows dangerous people. Dammit he is a dangerous person. I don't want anything to happen to you. If that means waiting until we've finished with defeating Voldemort, then I'll wait."
She looked at him and was torn between wanting to kill him or kiss him. The former seemed almost more appealing. "And if I don't want to wait?"
Something flashed across his eyes, but he covered it before she could read the expression. "Then I lose you."
Ginny looked as if she was about to say something when Harry popped into the room.
"Draco where the hell have you been?" He shouted.
"Where do you think?" He asked. Noticing the blood on Harry's robes and the tired expression.
Ginny looked back and forth between the two of them, watched the blood drip from Harry's lip.
"What happened?" Draco asked.
"He struck."
Draco didn't need to ask who 'he' was. He already knew. "Who?"
Harry ran a hand through his hair. "We tried to stop him. There wasn't enough time. Everything was happening so fast. The order got there as soon as we could but." He choked back tears. "Neville didn't make it. He tried to protect her. Knew it was what you would have wanted. They were everywhere and no where at once. There were so many of them we didn't know what to do…" He trailed off and sobbed. "I'm sorry."
Ginny looked confused, but before she could reply Draco was shaking Harry by the shoulders roughly. Fear resonated in his eyes. "Who dammit?"
"I tried Dra. I really did."
He was going to break down and he didn't even know who it was. Losing Neville was going to be hard enough, he had been a great strength to everyone since he always saw everything in a better light. "Who Harry?"
"Your mum."
Draco let him go and he collapsed onto the floor. "You're lying. They wouldn't…they couldn't….she's not dead." He was yelling by now. "You're lying to me. You're lying." He forgot that Ginny was there entirely and broke down into sobs. "I never told her."
Harry was on the floor next to him. "I'm so sorry. I failed."
"She didn't know how much I cared….I never let her see…never…"
Ginny felt as if she was trespassing and wasn't sure what she could do.
After a few moments Draco composed himself, but there was a deadly look in his eye. "Who did it?" He asked coldly.
Harry shook his head. "We only recognized a few."
"WHO?"
"Your father, the Avery's, Crabbe's, and Goyle's. There were more, but those seven were definitely there."
He stood up and grabbed his wand. "I'm going after them."
"Draco are you mad? You can't. We have to regroup. Have a meeting. There's a protocol to things like this."
"Damn protocol. They took my mum." He was on the verge of tears again.
"At least wait a bit. You can't just go attacking without a plan."
"Kill them all as painfully as possible works for me."
Harry looked at him. "We're meeting in five minutes. Everyone. Not just groups. We need you there."
He shook his head. "I don't think I can make it through while they discuss the attack like it was just another one of them. This time it's personal."
"It's always personal Draco." Harry said softly.
Ginny couldn't stand it any longer. "What is going on?" She asked forcefully.
Both men looked at her, as if surprised to see her in her own living room.
"Ginny. I didn't…that is to say…" Harry sputtered.
"What is going on she repeated."
"There was an attack." Harry answered for Draco, knowing he wouldn't want to talk about it.
"I know that you idiot. Meetings? Neville? Draco's mum and death eaters? Order?" Suddenly it dawned on her. "The Order of the Phoenix."
"Yes." They both answered softly.
"Your both members, as are others and you're all fighting and leaving me out of it."
All they could do was nod.
"Harry why didn't you bloody tell me about this?"
"Your mother wouldn't let anyone. Didn't want you dying or anything like that."
"Oh how nice of her to be concerned." She said bitterly. "You knew how much I wanted to join when I found out about it in my fourth year. I thought it had been disbanded after you fought…"
"We let you believe that. Me, Ron, your parents, your brothers."
"They're all members?"
This time Draco nodded.
Ginny looked at Draco, feeling somewhat betrayed. "You already know my family!"
Draco couldn't stand her piercing glare, not after what he'd already been through tonight. "Not exactly. I know Fred and George pretty well. You parents and I have seen each other, but I don't think they trust me much." He laughed bitterly. "I am Lucius Malfoy's son after all."
"And Ron?" She asked softly.
"We've never seen each other at meetings, thanks to Harry's thinking of how he would react. Others were hard enough to convince but he'd be damned near impossible."
She humphed. "Obviously."
"Ginny, please don't be mad at me. I've…I've been through enough today."
She finally remembered about his mother and ran over to him, wrapping her arms tightly around him. "Oh love, I'm so sorry."
He wasn't going to cry again, but control left him as he cried softly into her shoulder.
Harry didn't want to interrupt, but the meeting was going to happen soon. "Er…Draco. The meeting."
He drew away from her and wiped the tears from off his cheek. "Yes of course."
They were each preparing to leave when Ginny grabbed her wand.
"What are you doing?" Draco asked.
"Going with you of course. You halfwit." She muttered.
They were both about to refute her, but knew it would be pointless.
"Fine." Draco replied. "But if your mother kills me it's going to be your fault."
She grinned and they all stood next to each other. "So where are we going?"
Harry smiled softly. "Sirius'."
And then with three small pops they were gone.
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