Chapter Eight
Just One Reason
He woke up to find light streaming through his window. His mother stood in the doorway, a smile on her face. She was happier now. She was still grief- stricken, but she was happy too. Lucius wasn't there anymore to hurt her, physically or emotionally.
"Draco, it's morning," she said. "Get up and come down for breakfast. I suspect you should go down to Diagon Alley and get yourself some new robes for your interview at the Ministry of Magic.
He nodded and got up. He was happy too. There was no one to boss him around or force him to be someone he wasn't. His father was caught in Draco's seventh year as one of the Death Eaters who helped Voldermort in the war.
Draco slowly stripped off his boxers and stepped into the cold shower. It felt nice to wash himself of the events that happened the day before. He wished he had never attended the wedding, invited or uninvited.
He held his face to the water and let it run down his whole body. He ran a hand through his blonde hair and then stood in there without any more movement. He lost Ginny to that no good Potter. How could he have lost?
Then deciding that standing in there wasn't going to win her back, he turned off the cold water and stepped out. Draco grabbed a towel and tied it around his waist. He ran a comb through his blonde hair and then dried himself with the towel. He pulled on his blue boxers and a dark pants. Before he could put on his shirt and then the robe, there was a tap at his window.
A little owl smaller than his fist was tapping at his window, a letter in its beak. He scowled and opened the window; the owl flew in immediately and landed on his dresser. It dropped the letter there and then flew out again.
Draco walked over and picked up the slightly crumbled envelope. He opened it and read:
Draco,
Where did you go yesterday? I thought you had something important to tell me. Harry came because we needed to talk and we did. We had an understanding and he's going to find Cho at the moment. Actually, if I said I was writing this letter to ask you where you were, I'd be lying. I wrote this because I wanted to tell you that I'm leaving for Egypt with my brother today. I just can't stay here anymore. I need time to think. Good- Bye.
Ginny Weasley
Draco looked up immediately and dropped the letter on his dresser. He pulled his white dress shirt on over his chest but didn't bother with a robe. He was heading into the muggle world.
He still had a chance with Ginny. If he could get there in time and stop her, or tell her how he felt, perhaps he could still win her back. It wasn't too late to tell her that what he did before was a mistake.
The problem now was how he was going to get there. He couldn't fly his broom, if he did, muggles would see him. So he had to apparate. He quickly wrote a note to his mum about where he was going and he left.
Well, he didn't think about where he was going to end up, only that it must be somewhere near the train station and concealed. So when he ended up in the women's lavatory, he had to wait for minutes before it was empty and he could come out of the cubicle.
He snuck out of it without so much as a glance from muggles and began searching for Ginny. She shouldn't be hard to spot. Her flaming hair weren't impossible to make out in the crowd of dark or light hair.
Draco ran all over the place, searching for her. He dodged muggles and some he even ran into. It was only when he was on platform Five that he spotted her red hair and the rest of her family.
The last thing he wanted was to get into another argument with the Weasley boys, not that the confrontation before was an argument. He had to get to Ginny and if it required another meeting, he'll risk it.
Weasley spotted him, er.the Ron Weasley, spotted him. He started to say something, but Granger put a hand on his shoulder and whispered something into his ear. He calmed down and turned away, still angry.
Ginny turned and noticed him, and then she started towards him. The brother with the long hair spoke something to her, but she held up a hand for him to wait.
She reached him and smiled before wrapping her arms around his neck. She cheered up quick from what happened the day before. "What are you doing here?" she asked, surprise in her eyes.
"I came to." he wanted to tell her, but he couldn't find his voice. When he did, it spoke different from his heart. Once again, his head was talking, not his heart. "I came to say good-bye."
She looked somewhat disappointed but nodded. "Then do it, Draco. Say good- bye. I mean I am here."
He grinned sheepishly. "Bye, Ginny. Er." he can't let her go. If he let her go, then he'll lose her. He had to do something. He had to say something. "Er.Ginny, don't go," he said quietly.
Ginny's eyes watered and she waited for him to say more. All he could add was, "Why are you going anyway?"
She glanced back at the train where her brother was waving to her now. She shook her head and turned back. "I'm going because I need to think, Draco. I told you that. I need a place to go to until I clear my head."
He shook his head, his eyes beginning to cloud. "Go away, Ginny, or run away?" he asked, his voice very quiet. "How long are you going to go, anyway? A month? A year? Perhaps twenty years? I mean, look at you, just because Potter bailed out of the wedding doesn't mean it's the end of the world. There I was yesterday with something important to tell you that could change your life and you chose Potter to talk to, the man who hurt you. Can't you stop to think that maybe there is someone else out there who." he stopped, realizing what he was doing. He wasn't yelling, but his voice was quite loud.
Ginny frowned and raised him a brow. "Someone else out there who, what, Draco?" she asked very softly. "Loosing the one you love is the end of the world. Have you ever lost someone who means the world to you? And in case you can't remember, you hurt me too. I thought we were doing great in our relationship until you turned up one day and told me to forget everything. I still haven't forgiven you for that."
Draco shook his head again and put his hands on her arms, holding her at arms length. "And I'm sorry. That's why I came here. I wanted to tell you." he stopped again and he let go of her arms. He frowned again and then he turned his back on her. "Go, Ginny. You have a train to catch."
She didn't say anything and for a while he thought she left, but she said very quietly, "I would stay if there was just one reason to. But I don't know what that reason is, Draco. Good-bye."
He turned back to see her walking away and then disappeared onto the train. Draco turned around to leave, but something caught his eyes and he turned to it.
"Malfoy," Potter sneered and the same words that he spoke to Potter were spoken to him all over again. "You are a fool. I never thought that you could stoop any lower. The one best thing that happens in your life and you're just going to let her walk away. Shame that you don't know what you had and lost."
"Things like this don't happen for no reason, Draco," a voice said from behind. It was one of Ginny's sisters-in-law, one of the twin's wives. "Fate didn't bring Cho in on this for no reason."
Then an understanding slapped him so hard in the face that he stumbled. He turned to the already moving train and began running after it. He didn't gel his hair so it flapped wildly in the wind. But he never caught up. Ginny was gone.
A\N: Oh no! She's gone! Draco didn't tell her how he felt or what he wanted to say because he got scared. He would have, but.I don't know. So don't worry about what's gonna happen. There is still an epilogue that'll explain what happens. Until then, read and review. Oh, and sorry for the grammar problems.
Just One Reason
He woke up to find light streaming through his window. His mother stood in the doorway, a smile on her face. She was happier now. She was still grief- stricken, but she was happy too. Lucius wasn't there anymore to hurt her, physically or emotionally.
"Draco, it's morning," she said. "Get up and come down for breakfast. I suspect you should go down to Diagon Alley and get yourself some new robes for your interview at the Ministry of Magic.
He nodded and got up. He was happy too. There was no one to boss him around or force him to be someone he wasn't. His father was caught in Draco's seventh year as one of the Death Eaters who helped Voldermort in the war.
Draco slowly stripped off his boxers and stepped into the cold shower. It felt nice to wash himself of the events that happened the day before. He wished he had never attended the wedding, invited or uninvited.
He held his face to the water and let it run down his whole body. He ran a hand through his blonde hair and then stood in there without any more movement. He lost Ginny to that no good Potter. How could he have lost?
Then deciding that standing in there wasn't going to win her back, he turned off the cold water and stepped out. Draco grabbed a towel and tied it around his waist. He ran a comb through his blonde hair and then dried himself with the towel. He pulled on his blue boxers and a dark pants. Before he could put on his shirt and then the robe, there was a tap at his window.
A little owl smaller than his fist was tapping at his window, a letter in its beak. He scowled and opened the window; the owl flew in immediately and landed on his dresser. It dropped the letter there and then flew out again.
Draco walked over and picked up the slightly crumbled envelope. He opened it and read:
Draco,
Where did you go yesterday? I thought you had something important to tell me. Harry came because we needed to talk and we did. We had an understanding and he's going to find Cho at the moment. Actually, if I said I was writing this letter to ask you where you were, I'd be lying. I wrote this because I wanted to tell you that I'm leaving for Egypt with my brother today. I just can't stay here anymore. I need time to think. Good- Bye.
Ginny Weasley
Draco looked up immediately and dropped the letter on his dresser. He pulled his white dress shirt on over his chest but didn't bother with a robe. He was heading into the muggle world.
He still had a chance with Ginny. If he could get there in time and stop her, or tell her how he felt, perhaps he could still win her back. It wasn't too late to tell her that what he did before was a mistake.
The problem now was how he was going to get there. He couldn't fly his broom, if he did, muggles would see him. So he had to apparate. He quickly wrote a note to his mum about where he was going and he left.
Well, he didn't think about where he was going to end up, only that it must be somewhere near the train station and concealed. So when he ended up in the women's lavatory, he had to wait for minutes before it was empty and he could come out of the cubicle.
He snuck out of it without so much as a glance from muggles and began searching for Ginny. She shouldn't be hard to spot. Her flaming hair weren't impossible to make out in the crowd of dark or light hair.
Draco ran all over the place, searching for her. He dodged muggles and some he even ran into. It was only when he was on platform Five that he spotted her red hair and the rest of her family.
The last thing he wanted was to get into another argument with the Weasley boys, not that the confrontation before was an argument. He had to get to Ginny and if it required another meeting, he'll risk it.
Weasley spotted him, er.the Ron Weasley, spotted him. He started to say something, but Granger put a hand on his shoulder and whispered something into his ear. He calmed down and turned away, still angry.
Ginny turned and noticed him, and then she started towards him. The brother with the long hair spoke something to her, but she held up a hand for him to wait.
She reached him and smiled before wrapping her arms around his neck. She cheered up quick from what happened the day before. "What are you doing here?" she asked, surprise in her eyes.
"I came to." he wanted to tell her, but he couldn't find his voice. When he did, it spoke different from his heart. Once again, his head was talking, not his heart. "I came to say good-bye."
She looked somewhat disappointed but nodded. "Then do it, Draco. Say good- bye. I mean I am here."
He grinned sheepishly. "Bye, Ginny. Er." he can't let her go. If he let her go, then he'll lose her. He had to do something. He had to say something. "Er.Ginny, don't go," he said quietly.
Ginny's eyes watered and she waited for him to say more. All he could add was, "Why are you going anyway?"
She glanced back at the train where her brother was waving to her now. She shook her head and turned back. "I'm going because I need to think, Draco. I told you that. I need a place to go to until I clear my head."
He shook his head, his eyes beginning to cloud. "Go away, Ginny, or run away?" he asked, his voice very quiet. "How long are you going to go, anyway? A month? A year? Perhaps twenty years? I mean, look at you, just because Potter bailed out of the wedding doesn't mean it's the end of the world. There I was yesterday with something important to tell you that could change your life and you chose Potter to talk to, the man who hurt you. Can't you stop to think that maybe there is someone else out there who." he stopped, realizing what he was doing. He wasn't yelling, but his voice was quite loud.
Ginny frowned and raised him a brow. "Someone else out there who, what, Draco?" she asked very softly. "Loosing the one you love is the end of the world. Have you ever lost someone who means the world to you? And in case you can't remember, you hurt me too. I thought we were doing great in our relationship until you turned up one day and told me to forget everything. I still haven't forgiven you for that."
Draco shook his head again and put his hands on her arms, holding her at arms length. "And I'm sorry. That's why I came here. I wanted to tell you." he stopped again and he let go of her arms. He frowned again and then he turned his back on her. "Go, Ginny. You have a train to catch."
She didn't say anything and for a while he thought she left, but she said very quietly, "I would stay if there was just one reason to. But I don't know what that reason is, Draco. Good-bye."
He turned back to see her walking away and then disappeared onto the train. Draco turned around to leave, but something caught his eyes and he turned to it.
"Malfoy," Potter sneered and the same words that he spoke to Potter were spoken to him all over again. "You are a fool. I never thought that you could stoop any lower. The one best thing that happens in your life and you're just going to let her walk away. Shame that you don't know what you had and lost."
"Things like this don't happen for no reason, Draco," a voice said from behind. It was one of Ginny's sisters-in-law, one of the twin's wives. "Fate didn't bring Cho in on this for no reason."
Then an understanding slapped him so hard in the face that he stumbled. He turned to the already moving train and began running after it. He didn't gel his hair so it flapped wildly in the wind. But he never caught up. Ginny was gone.
A\N: Oh no! She's gone! Draco didn't tell her how he felt or what he wanted to say because he got scared. He would have, but.I don't know. So don't worry about what's gonna happen. There is still an epilogue that'll explain what happens. Until then, read and review. Oh, and sorry for the grammar problems.