Disclaimer: I don't own Harry Potter. The song is "To you I bestow" by Mundy.

Well you may not see me when you come back
I could be sharing someone else's pillow
And my love for you is better than diamonds
To you everything I bestow

And tomorrow I'll be dancing on my own
And I'll need a kiss for my head that's aching
And I'll be a hungry dog without a bone
Hoping my place with you's not taken

A week after meeting Ginny in the book store Draco was working harder than ever. He didn't want to believe what Ginny said about her and Harry. For the most part he didn't believe a single word of it but there was still a small part of him that was screaming, "See I told you! She was a money hungry woman." He didn't know which to believe and he was burying himself in work trying to forget it had ever happened.

"This guy talks too fast. You'd think he'd realize normal people can't take notes at his rate." Draco muttered to Hermione who was sitting next to him.

Hermione looked over at Draco and noticed that he looked paler than usual. She decided to take pity on him, so at the break she took him to her office to get a tape recorder she liked to use. Draco looked over at the wall and looked at Ginny's photo. He didn't want to have to deal with all the turmoil in his head while at work so he quickly looked from Ginny to something else. He looked over at the drawing of the Centaur but it was gone and had been replaced with another drawing.

"That's a new picture." Draco pointed at Simon's drawing.

"He draws me a new one every week." Hermione told him pulling her drawer open to locate the recorder.

"He's good, very good actually."

"I know. His mother thinks he's a genius or something but he says he just likes to draw." Hermione said without thinking, distracted by trying to find the tape recorder.

"What about his dad, what does he think?" Draco was just making idle conversation.

Hermione literally had sweaty palms from her nerves. This conversation was getting very dangerous.

"I don't know really, I haven't talked to him about it much. But from what little we have discussed I believe he thinks Simon is brilliant also." Hermione told him. She wasn't lying, Draco had said as much earlier. She breathed a sigh of relief when she finally found the tape recorder.

"Here. This is a muggle device. It records what a person says and then you can play it back." Hermione handed him the recorder. "It's not as obvious as a Quill taking the notes for you so you can sort of hide it under the table if you'd like. Here's a tape." Hermione showed him how to put the tape in. "Then you just press this button right here to record, then this button to rewind it and this one to play it back." She instructed him and then turned back to her desk to grab more paper.

"So this button to record and this one to play. Can you reuse these tapes?" Draco asked interestedly.

"Yes. I do it all the time."

"This button to record and this button to play?" He repeated again and this time he pushed the play button.

"Exactly, now let's-

It's an odd sensation to be interrupted by your own voice but that exactly what happened to Hermione.

"Hello this is Hermione. I'm not here so just leave a message."

Ginny's voice came on.

"Hey, Mione! Guess what? I'm not a virgin anymore! I know it's crazy right? But guess who was the deflowerer. Draco Malfoy! I know you think he's this horrible person but he's not, he's so amazing. It's soon to say this but I love him. I knew it in my heart and soul the moment I met him. It's fate, we were meant to be together. Please don't hate me just because I'm with Draco. You can get to know him and see why he's a great person. He's just a little rough around the edges is all. I love him, love him, love him! Anyway, call me please!"

Next a mechanical voice came over the phone and announced the time and date of the message. It was the day after they'd slept together and only hours after he'd left Ginny to go to work.

Before Hermione even had time to react Draco heard the whole entire message. She futilely reached for the recorder and Draco pulled it further out of reach.

"Draco give me the recorder." Hermione said through clenched teeth.

"What is this?" Draco asked holding the recorder tightly.

"None of your business is what." Hermione said.

"Last time I checked I was Draco Malfoy, therefore that makes it my business. Is this from your phone?" He asked and then answered his own question. "Obviously it is genius. Can I still borrow this?" He asked looking at Hermione.

"If you give me the tape."

"What will I record on then?"

"I have others you can use." She walked over to her desk and rummaged through a drawer but was unable to find another tape and when she looked up Draco was gone.

The rest of the day Draco looked far too distracted for Hermione's comfort. He was probably planning revenge on poor Ginny as they sat in their meetings. Hermione sat there fidgeting all through the last meeting.

"Malfoy, I want my recorder back now." Hermione commanded when they were alone in the hallway.

He looked at her and then looked back at the recorder. "Answer one question first."

"No."

"Just one." Draco smiled.

"Ask it and then I'll answer it if I feel like it." Hermione said grumpily.

"Where is she?"

"Who?" Hermione played dumb.

"You know who - Ginny." He said impatiently.

"Oh what, hurting her once wasn't enough for you? I'm not telling you where she is, not even for all the money in the world."

"Alright, then I'll just go wait for her at her apartment then." Draco said turning to leave.

"No!" Hermione called out louder than she meant to. Simon was at home with the babysitter and he was the last one Draco should meet.

"Change your mind?"

"Yes. She works at the Ramini Post, but don't just pop in on her." Hermione said grudgingly.

"Fine. Thanks." He threw Hermione the recorder and went to the Ramini post. He was mildly surprised to hear the tape. Mildly? He was kidding himself. He was shocked. It was all the things he'd hoped for. Ginny was telling the truth, she loved him. He'd listened to the tape a half dozen times after he'd stolen it from Hermione. Every time his heart swelled at the sweetness of Ginny's voice and the earnestness of her confession. Ginny thought he was amazing.

Thought. Past tense. Now, today, she hated him and he couldn't blame her. He felt horrible and guilty. He wasn't accustomed to feeling like this. The regret was bone deep and suddenly he began to fear maybe he'd lost her forever. The problem was he hadn't even really ever had her, he'd just shoved her away.

A/N: Hey guys. So here's the chappie. I tried to get it out quickly because you guys said you wanted longer chapters. Sorry that some are short. I'll try and make em longer but it's hard because I always want to post my story so I can get reviews and you guys can tell me if you like it or not. Oh Yeah! The other day I was clicking on you reviewers who I love by the way. Have I told you how much I love all you guys who take time to tell me what you think? Well I LOVE YOU! -Scary non?

So anyhoo I was clicking on some of the names and I was reading your stories and hooha I luv them! When I'm writing it's hard to get time to read other peoples stories. But I was so stoked because I was all like these are awesome and I stayed up for like hours and hours when I should have been writing, reading other peoples fics. Just to share. The point is I am honored(seriously) that you guys are reading my story and liking it! So thank you! And I mean thanks to anyone who reads this not only other writers. I just wanted to share my excitement over that! Oh and if anyone has any song recommends that are sort of angsty or might fit this story just let me know!