Disclaimer: I don't own harry potter at all or the song at all. It's "grey sky morning" by vertical horizon.

So you stole my world

Now I'm just a phony

Remembering the girl

Leaves me down and lonely…

Ginny walked out of the financial officer's office feeling only slightly better. They'd agreed to lower her debt a little and to allow her to pay it off in smaller increments. This was the last thing she needed. Her boss at work had developed feelings for her and while she thought he was nice, he wasn't the one man in the world she loved. It didn't help that Sarah suddenly thought Ginny should tell Draco about Simon. She was on this forgiveness kick. She'd been going to a book discussion group and their latest read was about getting up and living life, which included forgiving and being honest with people in your past. Therefore, Ginny was just a little stressed out at the moment. She didn't want to go home and have Simon see her looking so dejected, so she decided to go and see Hermione.

"Ginny, what are you doing here?" Hermione asked quickly and shoved Ginny into her office closing the door.

"Is something wrong? You usually don't push me around like this." Ginny joked.

"Draco is here." Hermione told her honestly.

"And?" Ginny asked calmly even though on the inside just hearing his name upset her.

"I just thought you wouldn't want to see him. Where's Simon?" Hermione looked around Ginny to see if he was there.

"He's at home with Sarah. I just came from the hospital. They said the only thing they could do is to let me pay it off slower."

"I'm sorry Ginny." Hermione told her heartfelt.

"Granger you in there?" Draco called from the hallway.

"Go, Ginny go!" Hermione hissed at Ginny who quickly apparated.

"Thought I heard you talking to someone." Draco commented as he walked in. Instead of sitting down he walked over to a wall that Hermione had framed pictures on. He looked over them, pausing when he came to one of Ginny.

"No one here but me." Hermione told him nervously.

"How's everyone?" Draco asked still looking at the picture of Ginny.

"Everyone?"

"Yeah. You married Ron Weasley right? He's a famous Quidditch player now."

"I did and yes he plays Quidditch. Why ask me a question when you already know the answer?" Hermione asked irritated. Draco just smiled and looked over at a picture that Simon had drawn.

"To Auntie Hermione, From Simon." He smiled at the drawing. "How quaint, you're an Aunt?"

"It would appear so." Hermione said tartly. They were getting close to very dangerous territory.

"Simon. He appears to be quite the artist, what is it?" Draco turned his head to the side. "Oh I see, it's a centaur. That's actually quite good."

Hermione stared at Draco slack jawed. She hadn't had a clue what the picture was. She'd had to ask Simon and Draco could tell from just a cursory glance. And why was he being so polite? She was automatically suspicious.

"How old is he? This is an amazing drawing."

"Did you come here to discuss my personal life or the amendments the council is considering?" Hermione asked sharply.

Draco looked at his wand weighing his decision. He wanted to sneak into Hermione's office and look at the photo of Ginny. In it she was smiling and waving happily but somehow she seemed much older. He was still angry with Ginny but sometimes he had doubts about his opinion of her. Occasionally he'd play devil's advocate and wonder what if - What if Ginny had been telling the truth and he'd only misunderstood?

Today he hadn't been ready to be confronted with a photo of Ginny and was surprised at the extreme emotions he felt. Anger, longing and sadness all jumbled together, with longing being the most prominent. His wife had divorced him with his blessing and was going to marry another man. Not surprisingly another rich man.

After his father died, Draco inherited the family estate. He was one of the richest wizards in the world but sometimes, times like now, he felt completely empty. It was a draining emotion and usually he kept himself buried in his work so he'd never realize how vacant his life was. Once again he found himself feeling like he was in a barren wasteland and sadly he knew it was all his own making.

…..

"Draco Malfoy, where have you been?" Jeff asked Draco as he walked past his apartment.

"Working." Draco shrugged and smiled. Jeff was a muggle and had somehow, amazingly, become a good friend to Draco. One night, Draco had come home totally drunk. He couldn't even walk and Jeff saw him struggling so he'd helped him into his apartment and even slept on Draco's couch to make sure he'd survive the night. If Jeff thought Draco's apartment was a little odd, what with the owl living in it, Jeff hadn't said anything. Once again Draco was stunned by the kindness he'd gotten from someone who had no idea who he was or how much he was worth.

"You work too hard. I don't know how you do it." Jeff shook his head.

"You're dressed up. Where are you going?" Draco asked, taking in Jeff's outfit.

"I've got a date. Don't know how it happened, but I've got one." Jeff was obviously excited about his evening out and Draco couldn't help but envy him.

"Well, have a good time." Draco said stepping into his apartment.

"I will and you should try and relax. Seriously, just do something to help you unwind cause all work and no play…well you know what they say right?" Jeff said.

Draco smiled a little getting the general sentiment behind the comment even though he had no idea what the rest of the saying was. It was obviously some muggle quote. "Yeah I know. Don't go too crazy or anything."

"I'll try not too. It'll be really hard, but I'll try." Jeff smiled and waved as he left.

Draco walked into his apartment and shut the door. He'd chosen this apartment because he liked the view and the location was perfect. He was tired of living in his family's palatial mansion so he'd totally changed his way and moved into a muggle apartment. At least here it wasn't strange for him to be driving a car, which he loved to do. He couldn't explain why he was drawn to this place. But he was and for some reason he felt like this was a home for him. Of all places for a Malfoy to be, right amongst the muggles. It obviously limited his magic abilities. No one wanted to risk the discovery of the wizard world, Draco least of all but even with his restricted magic allowance he loved being here. No one automatically heard his name and had a preconceived idea of who he was. Most people just ignored him completely, which wasn't something he felt entirely comfortable with but little children didn't run in his opposite direction either. When he'd told Ginny long ago that he didn't hate muggles he was telling the truth and since then he'd purposely annoyed his father by becoming familiar with them. After a while he realized he wasn't doing it to annoy his dad anymore. His father would kill him if he could but luckily he no longer held any sway over Draco and his decisions.

A/n: Hey you guys! How's it going? I'm good. So I'm stoked that you all liked the last chapter! What do you think of the songs so far? Just curious. So anyway I'm hoping you guys don't think Draco is too OCC. I wrote him like it thought he'd be all grown up. By the way the song in this chappie is actually kind of depressing if you listen to it. I know the first couple chappies were a little bit o' porn but I warned ya! If you don't like the whole sex thing then uhm, definitely don't read my other story about Draco and Ginny. It's called Head on Collision, by the way (author shamelessly plugs other story) there's a little but of action in that one. Next chappie will be out soon I think like Thursday or maybe Friday. So anyhow, enjoy and tell me what you think! Please read and review!