Thanks to all who have reviewed. Once again anything that has to do with
Harry Potter is not mine. The song in this story is not mine, but Carrie
is. She is modeled after a very good friend. Thanks to Feather and
FireFly83 once again for all your feedback. Much love to all.
~~CelticGoddess
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~*Don't you go down believing*~
~*You're the only one*~
As Ginny walked into the Three Brooms, she looked around the half deserted diner, she was rather early. She hoped that he would come and that he wouldn't make her wait, but as usual she was almost ten minutes early. As a rule of thumb she always left, for appointments, fifteen minutes early. A good reporter never made their client wait. It had always been that way and would probably be that way till she ceased to exist. As she was in the middle of thought a young brunet witch came over to take her order.
"I'm waiting for someone. It just happens that I am early." Ginny smiled at the brunet and the waitress turned and went to another table of customers, to refresh the drinks resting on it.
Being that she was completely bored out of her mind she grabbed her small, blue and silver bag from where it had lad next to her foot. Muttering a retrieval spell she reached in and pulled out three folders, that was twice the size of the purse with parchment inside of them. Looking around once more she started to quickly write with a pencil what she needed to do for her article in the next issue.
"Looks interesting." A voice said next to her ear, making her dangling silver and diamond earring swish with the sudden breath.
"Holy." She murmured under her breath. She turned slightly to see a grinning Malfoy, with silver blond hair falling into his eyes, just behind her. "Nice of you to join me, Mr. Malfoy." Her tone was more playful than scornful and she couldn't help but grin back at him.
"So sorry to keep you waiting. Had I known you were going to be early I would have prepared."
Ginny glanced down at her wizarding watch, just as she feared the one hand was just before 'Lunch date' and far past 'hurry up girl'. Pouting slightly she looked up at Draco who had made his way over to his chair. With a spin of her auburn hair she realized he had moved.
"So, to what do I owe this pleasure? A lunch date with a Weasley, Draco, dear I think you are slipping." She joked even though she really did want to know why he had wanted to meet with her for lunch.
"Don't you mean a 'Finnegan'?" He lifted a challenging platinum brow at her and waited patiently for her response.
"Nope, not as of," she looked down at her watch again. "Umm.I would say two days, six hours, ten minutes, and thirty-six seconds ago." This statement awarded Ginny with a large grin, but as she looked into his eyes she could tell something was different. 'Is that relief, I see in his eyes?' She thought.
"So do I call you Mrs. Finnegan or Ms. Weasley?" He asked in all seriousness.
"Neither, You may call me Ginny. Like everyone else." She grinned and watched him raise that brow again. "What Ginny not good? How about." Ginny paused
"Red." Draco interrupted, as a cloud that flashed in his silver eyes. The word just slipped from his lip as if he was waiting eternity to say it.
"Red, I haven't really had red hair since Hogwarts." She mused the nickname over in her head. "Red, huh?" She grinned at Draco. "Alright." Ginny spoke the word quietly.
He looked so hopeful, and was about to say something when the brunet waitress came up. "You ready to order yet?" The waitress addressed the two as if they were problems that needed to be solved.
" Could I have a turkey sandwich on wheat. Very little mayonnaise. And a side of potato salad and for the lady." Draco looked up from the menu he held in his hands and grinned wickedly at Ginny as she rattled off her lunch order.
"I'll have a roasted chicken sandwich, with lettuce and tomatoes, mayo and a little mustard. Could also I have cold slaw and an ice tea? Please." Ginny smiled warmly at the waitress while she handed the menu in her hand to the women. "Thank you."
After their perspective meals appeared in front of them, the pair was initially quiet. Good food had replaced the conversation they had had. They eat in silence until they had both finished Ginny quietly said a quick teeth cleaning spell and smiled at Draco.
'She has one of the most genuine smiles I have ever seen.' He thought. Draco took the opportunity to watch her carefully. Ginny had uncanny blue eyes. He was sure that most-he was almost positive-of the Weasley's had caramel or dark brown coloured eyes. Not blue. 'Maybe the Weasley Twins have blue', he thought. He contemplated on this for a few minutes before asking Ginny. "Ginny doesn't most of your family have brown eyes?"
The question seemed to come out of the air. Ginny blinked and looked into the his silver gray set eyes of Draco Malfoy. Of all people to remember that most of the Weasley's had inherited the brown eye gene, it would have to be him.
"You would notice." Ginny meet his eyes and carefully took one of the contacts out of her eye. "Had to get prescriptions ones a while back and wanted a change." Draco now looked into a set of eyes in which one was a rich cinnamon, and one was a deep, sea blue color. Ginny quickly put the contact back in.
"I see," was the only response she received for the moment as if he was deep in thought. "They look nice either way." His non-committal answer was one she was completely used to when it came to her job, but having Draco Malfoy tell her that her eye color didn't make a difference, was rather odd.
"So, why the impromptu lunch?" Ginny asked.
"Why not?" Draco ginned and continued. "Last time, as I remember, you ran off, before we were able to eat."
"What was it that made you come over to me yesterday?" Ginny had thought about this all morning.
"If I remember correctly, it was the way you kept fiddling with sunglasses. It was almost like you felt it would be rude if you left them on while you were talking."
"It is rude. It is polite to look a person in the eyes when you are talking to them, if you leave sunglasses on you would be unable to look said person in the eyes." She paused. "Proper etiquette and all." This last part came out as a sort of whisper. Being that, a set of grey eyes looked completely amused at the idea of 'Red' 's properness.
After a long pause where, the two of them just looked at each other. Ginny finally spoke up. "What?" She had a curious express on her face. "Why is it that I give you so much amusement? It's not like I was born in a barn or." The sentence she was about to finish was a direct hit to Draco.
"A highly rich family with a chip on their shoulder?" Draco finished the thought pattern left by the red-burnet, as he arched a highly manicured eyebrow.
~*That ever felt heartache*~
~*Turn to regret*~
'Your kidding you were engaged?' Ginny couldn't hide her surprise, she hurriedly wrote. 'Who?' on the enchanted parchment.
'She was someone my father picked out. Good breeding is how I think he put it.' Draco's writing was small and hurried, but still elegant and aristocratic.
'Where was she from?' She shifted the board she was writing on, excitedly waiting for the answer to her next question.
'France.' Was all he put.
'Just France huh? No city, no family, no friends just France?' Ginny almost suppressed a giggle that came up but in the end laughed despite herself.
'Yes to all, I was never very interested in where she came from.' There was a pause as the words showed up on her parchment. 'I held no feelings for her. Well none unless you count annoyance.'
'So was she pretty?'
'Not really my type.'
'You mean rich and accepted?'
'No,'
'No, what?'
'She was nothing like the person I saw myself with.' Another pause. 'She had no spirit whatsoever. No spunk, she gave in to everything; a real yes, sir type. Honestly?'
'Yeah honestly.'
'She had no brain of her own at all.'
'What happened to her?'
'I caught her in bed with Crabb.'
'CRABB?'
'Yeah, apparently she liked him, including his uh.appearance.'
'Your joking'
'No, dead serious.'
'What did your dad have to say about it?'
'Nothing he pretty much died of embarrassment. Told me I could have whom ever made me uh.well 'happy' wasn't exactly the word he used.'
'Hum, I can guess what it is he said.'
'What are you doing for dinner tomorrow night?' The words appeared in a rush as if he wanted to say them but had to send it before he chickened out.
'Tomorrow night?'
'Yeah'
'I have to watch my nieces, Its Ron and Hermonie's anniversary. I promised. Sorry.'
'Its okay, where are you watching them?'
'Here at my apartment, they are aperating in for an early dinner.'
'What time do you get off?'
'Around ten, I think. Ron is going to ask so many questions. Sometimes he can be annoying even for a brother.'
'He He.' Draco's written laugh was even funny to Ginny.
'What is so funny?' Ginny joked.
'I never knew you felt that way.'
'Trust me if you lived in a family with six older brothers; you would find them annoying too.'
'That's right you don't just have one of two; you have six. I forgot.'
'Its an easy fact to forget.' As Ginny finished writing this, a tapping came on her windowpane. Looking up she found a pretty snow owl staring at her. 'Hang on I'm being owled.'
'Okay'
The redhead put down her board and went to the window to let the owl in. The beautiful owl flew in, ruffled it's feathers and came to a rest on Ginny's dresser just left of her window.
Walking over to the owl, who had its leg out patiently waiting for the piece of parchment to be removed, Ginny removed the note and read it.
Ginny,
Hey mom is insisting on watching the girls tomorrow. Hope this gets to you in time for you to make some plans. I think Seamus went to Italy to find you. Enclosed is his letter to me. Gin he is looking for you. He sounds all broken hearted won't you give him another chance?
Your brother,
Ron
"You have got to be kidding me!" Ginny almost screamed. As she scanned the letter that Seamus had written to Ron she almost fell over. He had the audacity to say that she had overreacted? "Gods, Men can be so stupid!" Then she noticed that the owl was still waiting, but this time for his payment. "Would you like food or money?" She asked the owl.
~*We've all got something*~
~*We'd like to forget*~
Ginny spent most of the night 'talking' to Draco. She told him what her brother had written her and he had quickly asked if she would like to go out to dinner with him. The redhead had hoped, he wouldn't ask her just yet. It was hard to think that just a few short months ago she was a 'happily married' women- well the married part had been true.
But now as she stood in front of her mirror, wearing a backless black dress, which went straight across her neckline, Ginny realized that there was no other place she wanted to be-well maybe one other place. Her curly auburn hair was twisted at the sides and flowed gently down her back. The dragon that was scripted on the small of her back was ever present, through the material of dress, as she bent over to fasten her black high-heeled shoes.
Just as Ginny took her black cloak from it's place in her closet, there came a soft knock on her apartment door. Looking over at her clock she noticed that he was early. 'Thank the gods that I always start getting ready like three hours early.' She thought, greatfully.
Walking to her door she draped her cloak on a near by chair and answered the door. A picture of perfection stood just inside her doorframe. Ginny stared at the blond form at her door. He was wearing a black silk shirt and tailored black slacks.
His eyes widened at the beauty that opened the door. She looked amazing, the perfect body shape to pull off a dress like that. When she told him to come in Draco's mouth dropped open as she turned around to get her cloak.
Raising an eyebrow Draco regained his composure. "Nice Dragon, had him long?"
"Thanks, there is a long story that goes with it. If you're lucky I might tell you it sometime." Picking up her cloak she noticed that he was taking it from her.
"Allow me." ~*****~
After Ginny and Draco finished their dinner, Draco walked over to her side of the table and extended his hand to Ginny.
"May I have this dance?" There was a mischievous glint in his eyes when he asked her this question.
"Of course, Mr. Malfoy." Ginny smiled and let out a small laugh.
"You know you really are amazing." Draco commented as he led Ginny out on the dace floor.
" My, My. Did we grow up since last we talked to one another?" Ginny raised an arched eyebrow.
"Well when you loose what little family you had, you tend to gain a lot of prospective with the loss."
"I'm sorry, Its hard to believe you had to grow up that much, in such a short period of time."
They moved slowly around the dance floor, gently entangled in each other's arms. The music meandered through the couples moving to the rhythm as it flowed.
"When did you get so beautiful?" Draco's question took Ginny by surprise.
"About the time I wised up to the world." Ginny looked over towards the entrance of the restaurant where other couple sat talking. "Its amazing what heartbreak does for one's. prospective."
"I agree. The only women I ever thought I loved left me." He spoke so quietly that she thought she had imagined what he had said.
"Draco, I'm sorry I didn't know." Looking deep into the pools of his silver eyes, she thought she could almost see into his soul. "May I ask why?"
Lifting his broad shoulders gently he shrugged. "She told me that I cared more about money and purity then I did her. Funny, that was the night I was going to ask her to be my wife."
"Draco."
"There is no need. I was young and stupid. I placed material things above what would ultimately make my life happier."
As Ginny looked at the man holding her as they danced, she realized how much older he seemed to her at that moment. The fates had been cruel to him, giving him a taste of true love only to take it away.
"Its astonishing, how 'Hind site' is 20/20, huh?" She lifted an eyebrow and smiled at him genuinely.
"Yeah it is." Gently turning to the soft piano music as the last remark settled into his brain, Draco started chuckling; low at first, then slowly increasing in mirth.
"You know you're right. When one looks back at ones life it all makes such perfect sense, but when one is actually living it.. It's,"
"Not at all what it seems." She finished for him.
After the wonderful night Ginny and Draco had had they apperated to Ginny's loft. Appearing at a wooden door Ginny turned to face Draco. Her cobalt blue eyes gazed into his silver ones.
"Thank you for a wonderful evening, Draco." Ginny stepped towards him and lightly pressed a kiss to his cheek. "Owl me latter, and maybe we can do this again."
Ginny turned to open her door when he caught her elbow. Looking into her eyes he pulled her close and gently kissed her goodnight. The kiss was soft and nothing more than a peck on the lips but the electricity that went between the two was like lightening in the sky; a quick flash and it was gone. Then the kiss deepened just enough to make Ginny's toes curl in her heeled shoes.
"Goodnight Ginny. Sleep well. And I will owl you tomorrow."
~*Just hurry back*~
~*To the land of the living*~
"Good morning!" Ginny happily greeted all she passed on her way to her office.
"OH this has got to be good!" Carrie, whom had been filing folders, saw the huge grin on her boss' face, said to no one in particular. Grabbing her parchment Quill, (Steno version of course) and coffee she all but ran to her employer's office.
Bounding into the office she nearly spilled the coffee she held. "Dish!!" Carrie demanded.
"Uh-hum!" Ginny motioned to the open door. "I think I remember telling you that I would not tell you anything if you pounced on me as soon as I came in."
"That was for the lunch date, you had." She raised one of her finely arched eyebrows. "Not the awesome 'thing' you had last night." Winking Carrie sat down in the closet chair. "Tell me, Tell me." She sing said. "It seems as though Sleeping Beauty has returned to the Land of the Living."
"Funny, real funny." Ginny shuffled some of the parchments that were on her desk. Trying her best to forget that her best friend wanted details of the wonderful night that Draco and her had. Ignoring the look of agony on her friend's face she went on with her work.
"Oh come on, Please?!" Carrie was not one to beg.
Thanks All! That's it for now I still have to write the rest. So there will be a delay. Thanks once again to all for reviewed and of course: Feather! The next chapter will have more of Carrie in it I promise. Anyways till next time, enjoy the sun. ~~CelticGoddess
~*~
~*Don't you go down believing*~
~*You're the only one*~
As Ginny walked into the Three Brooms, she looked around the half deserted diner, she was rather early. She hoped that he would come and that he wouldn't make her wait, but as usual she was almost ten minutes early. As a rule of thumb she always left, for appointments, fifteen minutes early. A good reporter never made their client wait. It had always been that way and would probably be that way till she ceased to exist. As she was in the middle of thought a young brunet witch came over to take her order.
"I'm waiting for someone. It just happens that I am early." Ginny smiled at the brunet and the waitress turned and went to another table of customers, to refresh the drinks resting on it.
Being that she was completely bored out of her mind she grabbed her small, blue and silver bag from where it had lad next to her foot. Muttering a retrieval spell she reached in and pulled out three folders, that was twice the size of the purse with parchment inside of them. Looking around once more she started to quickly write with a pencil what she needed to do for her article in the next issue.
"Looks interesting." A voice said next to her ear, making her dangling silver and diamond earring swish with the sudden breath.
"Holy." She murmured under her breath. She turned slightly to see a grinning Malfoy, with silver blond hair falling into his eyes, just behind her. "Nice of you to join me, Mr. Malfoy." Her tone was more playful than scornful and she couldn't help but grin back at him.
"So sorry to keep you waiting. Had I known you were going to be early I would have prepared."
Ginny glanced down at her wizarding watch, just as she feared the one hand was just before 'Lunch date' and far past 'hurry up girl'. Pouting slightly she looked up at Draco who had made his way over to his chair. With a spin of her auburn hair she realized he had moved.
"So, to what do I owe this pleasure? A lunch date with a Weasley, Draco, dear I think you are slipping." She joked even though she really did want to know why he had wanted to meet with her for lunch.
"Don't you mean a 'Finnegan'?" He lifted a challenging platinum brow at her and waited patiently for her response.
"Nope, not as of," she looked down at her watch again. "Umm.I would say two days, six hours, ten minutes, and thirty-six seconds ago." This statement awarded Ginny with a large grin, but as she looked into his eyes she could tell something was different. 'Is that relief, I see in his eyes?' She thought.
"So do I call you Mrs. Finnegan or Ms. Weasley?" He asked in all seriousness.
"Neither, You may call me Ginny. Like everyone else." She grinned and watched him raise that brow again. "What Ginny not good? How about." Ginny paused
"Red." Draco interrupted, as a cloud that flashed in his silver eyes. The word just slipped from his lip as if he was waiting eternity to say it.
"Red, I haven't really had red hair since Hogwarts." She mused the nickname over in her head. "Red, huh?" She grinned at Draco. "Alright." Ginny spoke the word quietly.
He looked so hopeful, and was about to say something when the brunet waitress came up. "You ready to order yet?" The waitress addressed the two as if they were problems that needed to be solved.
" Could I have a turkey sandwich on wheat. Very little mayonnaise. And a side of potato salad and for the lady." Draco looked up from the menu he held in his hands and grinned wickedly at Ginny as she rattled off her lunch order.
"I'll have a roasted chicken sandwich, with lettuce and tomatoes, mayo and a little mustard. Could also I have cold slaw and an ice tea? Please." Ginny smiled warmly at the waitress while she handed the menu in her hand to the women. "Thank you."
After their perspective meals appeared in front of them, the pair was initially quiet. Good food had replaced the conversation they had had. They eat in silence until they had both finished Ginny quietly said a quick teeth cleaning spell and smiled at Draco.
'She has one of the most genuine smiles I have ever seen.' He thought. Draco took the opportunity to watch her carefully. Ginny had uncanny blue eyes. He was sure that most-he was almost positive-of the Weasley's had caramel or dark brown coloured eyes. Not blue. 'Maybe the Weasley Twins have blue', he thought. He contemplated on this for a few minutes before asking Ginny. "Ginny doesn't most of your family have brown eyes?"
The question seemed to come out of the air. Ginny blinked and looked into the his silver gray set eyes of Draco Malfoy. Of all people to remember that most of the Weasley's had inherited the brown eye gene, it would have to be him.
"You would notice." Ginny meet his eyes and carefully took one of the contacts out of her eye. "Had to get prescriptions ones a while back and wanted a change." Draco now looked into a set of eyes in which one was a rich cinnamon, and one was a deep, sea blue color. Ginny quickly put the contact back in.
"I see," was the only response she received for the moment as if he was deep in thought. "They look nice either way." His non-committal answer was one she was completely used to when it came to her job, but having Draco Malfoy tell her that her eye color didn't make a difference, was rather odd.
"So, why the impromptu lunch?" Ginny asked.
"Why not?" Draco ginned and continued. "Last time, as I remember, you ran off, before we were able to eat."
"What was it that made you come over to me yesterday?" Ginny had thought about this all morning.
"If I remember correctly, it was the way you kept fiddling with sunglasses. It was almost like you felt it would be rude if you left them on while you were talking."
"It is rude. It is polite to look a person in the eyes when you are talking to them, if you leave sunglasses on you would be unable to look said person in the eyes." She paused. "Proper etiquette and all." This last part came out as a sort of whisper. Being that, a set of grey eyes looked completely amused at the idea of 'Red' 's properness.
After a long pause where, the two of them just looked at each other. Ginny finally spoke up. "What?" She had a curious express on her face. "Why is it that I give you so much amusement? It's not like I was born in a barn or." The sentence she was about to finish was a direct hit to Draco.
"A highly rich family with a chip on their shoulder?" Draco finished the thought pattern left by the red-burnet, as he arched a highly manicured eyebrow.
~*That ever felt heartache*~
~*Turn to regret*~
'Your kidding you were engaged?' Ginny couldn't hide her surprise, she hurriedly wrote. 'Who?' on the enchanted parchment.
'She was someone my father picked out. Good breeding is how I think he put it.' Draco's writing was small and hurried, but still elegant and aristocratic.
'Where was she from?' She shifted the board she was writing on, excitedly waiting for the answer to her next question.
'France.' Was all he put.
'Just France huh? No city, no family, no friends just France?' Ginny almost suppressed a giggle that came up but in the end laughed despite herself.
'Yes to all, I was never very interested in where she came from.' There was a pause as the words showed up on her parchment. 'I held no feelings for her. Well none unless you count annoyance.'
'So was she pretty?'
'Not really my type.'
'You mean rich and accepted?'
'No,'
'No, what?'
'She was nothing like the person I saw myself with.' Another pause. 'She had no spirit whatsoever. No spunk, she gave in to everything; a real yes, sir type. Honestly?'
'Yeah honestly.'
'She had no brain of her own at all.'
'What happened to her?'
'I caught her in bed with Crabb.'
'CRABB?'
'Yeah, apparently she liked him, including his uh.appearance.'
'Your joking'
'No, dead serious.'
'What did your dad have to say about it?'
'Nothing he pretty much died of embarrassment. Told me I could have whom ever made me uh.well 'happy' wasn't exactly the word he used.'
'Hum, I can guess what it is he said.'
'What are you doing for dinner tomorrow night?' The words appeared in a rush as if he wanted to say them but had to send it before he chickened out.
'Tomorrow night?'
'Yeah'
'I have to watch my nieces, Its Ron and Hermonie's anniversary. I promised. Sorry.'
'Its okay, where are you watching them?'
'Here at my apartment, they are aperating in for an early dinner.'
'What time do you get off?'
'Around ten, I think. Ron is going to ask so many questions. Sometimes he can be annoying even for a brother.'
'He He.' Draco's written laugh was even funny to Ginny.
'What is so funny?' Ginny joked.
'I never knew you felt that way.'
'Trust me if you lived in a family with six older brothers; you would find them annoying too.'
'That's right you don't just have one of two; you have six. I forgot.'
'Its an easy fact to forget.' As Ginny finished writing this, a tapping came on her windowpane. Looking up she found a pretty snow owl staring at her. 'Hang on I'm being owled.'
'Okay'
The redhead put down her board and went to the window to let the owl in. The beautiful owl flew in, ruffled it's feathers and came to a rest on Ginny's dresser just left of her window.
Walking over to the owl, who had its leg out patiently waiting for the piece of parchment to be removed, Ginny removed the note and read it.
Ginny,
Hey mom is insisting on watching the girls tomorrow. Hope this gets to you in time for you to make some plans. I think Seamus went to Italy to find you. Enclosed is his letter to me. Gin he is looking for you. He sounds all broken hearted won't you give him another chance?
Your brother,
Ron
"You have got to be kidding me!" Ginny almost screamed. As she scanned the letter that Seamus had written to Ron she almost fell over. He had the audacity to say that she had overreacted? "Gods, Men can be so stupid!" Then she noticed that the owl was still waiting, but this time for his payment. "Would you like food or money?" She asked the owl.
~*We've all got something*~
~*We'd like to forget*~
Ginny spent most of the night 'talking' to Draco. She told him what her brother had written her and he had quickly asked if she would like to go out to dinner with him. The redhead had hoped, he wouldn't ask her just yet. It was hard to think that just a few short months ago she was a 'happily married' women- well the married part had been true.
But now as she stood in front of her mirror, wearing a backless black dress, which went straight across her neckline, Ginny realized that there was no other place she wanted to be-well maybe one other place. Her curly auburn hair was twisted at the sides and flowed gently down her back. The dragon that was scripted on the small of her back was ever present, through the material of dress, as she bent over to fasten her black high-heeled shoes.
Just as Ginny took her black cloak from it's place in her closet, there came a soft knock on her apartment door. Looking over at her clock she noticed that he was early. 'Thank the gods that I always start getting ready like three hours early.' She thought, greatfully.
Walking to her door she draped her cloak on a near by chair and answered the door. A picture of perfection stood just inside her doorframe. Ginny stared at the blond form at her door. He was wearing a black silk shirt and tailored black slacks.
His eyes widened at the beauty that opened the door. She looked amazing, the perfect body shape to pull off a dress like that. When she told him to come in Draco's mouth dropped open as she turned around to get her cloak.
Raising an eyebrow Draco regained his composure. "Nice Dragon, had him long?"
"Thanks, there is a long story that goes with it. If you're lucky I might tell you it sometime." Picking up her cloak she noticed that he was taking it from her.
"Allow me." ~*****~
After Ginny and Draco finished their dinner, Draco walked over to her side of the table and extended his hand to Ginny.
"May I have this dance?" There was a mischievous glint in his eyes when he asked her this question.
"Of course, Mr. Malfoy." Ginny smiled and let out a small laugh.
"You know you really are amazing." Draco commented as he led Ginny out on the dace floor.
" My, My. Did we grow up since last we talked to one another?" Ginny raised an arched eyebrow.
"Well when you loose what little family you had, you tend to gain a lot of prospective with the loss."
"I'm sorry, Its hard to believe you had to grow up that much, in such a short period of time."
They moved slowly around the dance floor, gently entangled in each other's arms. The music meandered through the couples moving to the rhythm as it flowed.
"When did you get so beautiful?" Draco's question took Ginny by surprise.
"About the time I wised up to the world." Ginny looked over towards the entrance of the restaurant where other couple sat talking. "Its amazing what heartbreak does for one's. prospective."
"I agree. The only women I ever thought I loved left me." He spoke so quietly that she thought she had imagined what he had said.
"Draco, I'm sorry I didn't know." Looking deep into the pools of his silver eyes, she thought she could almost see into his soul. "May I ask why?"
Lifting his broad shoulders gently he shrugged. "She told me that I cared more about money and purity then I did her. Funny, that was the night I was going to ask her to be my wife."
"Draco."
"There is no need. I was young and stupid. I placed material things above what would ultimately make my life happier."
As Ginny looked at the man holding her as they danced, she realized how much older he seemed to her at that moment. The fates had been cruel to him, giving him a taste of true love only to take it away.
"Its astonishing, how 'Hind site' is 20/20, huh?" She lifted an eyebrow and smiled at him genuinely.
"Yeah it is." Gently turning to the soft piano music as the last remark settled into his brain, Draco started chuckling; low at first, then slowly increasing in mirth.
"You know you're right. When one looks back at ones life it all makes such perfect sense, but when one is actually living it.. It's,"
"Not at all what it seems." She finished for him.
After the wonderful night Ginny and Draco had had they apperated to Ginny's loft. Appearing at a wooden door Ginny turned to face Draco. Her cobalt blue eyes gazed into his silver ones.
"Thank you for a wonderful evening, Draco." Ginny stepped towards him and lightly pressed a kiss to his cheek. "Owl me latter, and maybe we can do this again."
Ginny turned to open her door when he caught her elbow. Looking into her eyes he pulled her close and gently kissed her goodnight. The kiss was soft and nothing more than a peck on the lips but the electricity that went between the two was like lightening in the sky; a quick flash and it was gone. Then the kiss deepened just enough to make Ginny's toes curl in her heeled shoes.
"Goodnight Ginny. Sleep well. And I will owl you tomorrow."
~*Just hurry back*~
~*To the land of the living*~
"Good morning!" Ginny happily greeted all she passed on her way to her office.
"OH this has got to be good!" Carrie, whom had been filing folders, saw the huge grin on her boss' face, said to no one in particular. Grabbing her parchment Quill, (Steno version of course) and coffee she all but ran to her employer's office.
Bounding into the office she nearly spilled the coffee she held. "Dish!!" Carrie demanded.
"Uh-hum!" Ginny motioned to the open door. "I think I remember telling you that I would not tell you anything if you pounced on me as soon as I came in."
"That was for the lunch date, you had." She raised one of her finely arched eyebrows. "Not the awesome 'thing' you had last night." Winking Carrie sat down in the closet chair. "Tell me, Tell me." She sing said. "It seems as though Sleeping Beauty has returned to the Land of the Living."
"Funny, real funny." Ginny shuffled some of the parchments that were on her desk. Trying her best to forget that her best friend wanted details of the wonderful night that Draco and her had. Ignoring the look of agony on her friend's face she went on with her work.
"Oh come on, Please?!" Carrie was not one to beg.
Thanks All! That's it for now I still have to write the rest. So there will be a delay. Thanks once again to all for reviewed and of course: Feather! The next chapter will have more of Carrie in it I promise. Anyways till next time, enjoy the sun. ~~CelticGoddess