In an oxymoronic slow motion, every single head in the room flipped at lightening speed to look at Hermione. Some of the faces showed disbelief while others hinted at concern.

"Hermione," Draco began, "are you going to qualify that statement?"

"I don't want to." she seriously informed him.

"Hermione, I think you probably should. It won't be easy, but you'll feel better afterwards." Ginny assured her.

Hermione took a second to look each and every one of them in the face, drew in a long, slow deep breath and began to speak, "As I said, I have been having this dream for about two weeks. Last night, it included the end…or rather the end of one of us. At the end of the dream, Ron died while lying in my arms." she emotionally gasped out and looked at Ron, "You were saying my name and 'I Love You' over and over. And…and…there was nothing I could do."

Hermione grabbed Ron. Ron grabbed her back; rubbing her back. They both were lost in each other. Hermione was crying hysterically and Ron was rocking her with unshed tears in his eyes.

Ginny was painfully grasping Draco's upper arm with silent tears running down her face. Draco was in shock. Knowing the theory of the Prophecy was one thing, but knowing the reality of the Prophecy was quite another.

Harry was sitting on the floor with an incredibly stoic face. Draco noticed him because of his inaction. It was eerie.

"Potter?" Draco quietly inquired.

Ginny was pulled from her thoughts at Draco's word and looked at Harry. He looked like a lost toddler in a huge store not recognizing anyone.

Ginny rolled to her knees, crawled to Harry and stopped in front of him.

"Harry?" she whispered.

He seemed to pull from his daze and looked her directly in the eye. Ginny gave him a tearful smile and gently drew the back of her right hand across his cheek. He leaned into the touch and closed his eyes. Two tears silently fell from his eyes and down his cheek. Ginny's entire body jerked, much like when hiccupping, from her trying to keep from crying out loud.

She looked back at Draco and saw that he was watching the interchange with a very reserved look. She gave him a teary smile and beckoned him over with an outstretched left hand. He rolled to his knees as Ginny had done earlier and made his way to Harry and his wife. When he got there, Ginny wrapped her left arm around Draco and her right arm around Harry. Harry fell into the crook of Ginny's arm and began crying earnestly.

Draco watched the events before him and was fighting between two strong emotions: jealousy and pity.

However, the latter emotion won out; when Harry, seeking solace, grabbed his other arm. Draco, almost as if in another body, found himself wrapping that arm around Harry and pulling both Ginny and Harry close.

A few minutes later, Hermione calmed a bit and she noticed the trio. She gently nudged Ron and nodded towards them. Ron's mouth dropped open at the sight before him. Hermione nudged him again and they both moved toward the three hugging friends. Soon, there was a massive, five person hug on Ron's bedroom floor.

That night at dinner, things were slightly back to normal. Mainly because Fred and George were home for dinner and laughter reigned supreme with them. Even Mrs. Weasley joined in the craziness with fervor.

Soon, it was time for bed. Draco and Ginny made their way up to Ginny's mauve room and began removing their clothes for bed.

As Ginny was about to put on her pea green satin knee length nightgown, Draco paused while unzipping his trousers and said with his typical smirk, "Don't bother, it would be coming off in mere minutes anyway."

Ginny looked pointedly at the front of his trousers and giggled.

"Are you laughing at me, Ginny?" Draco said while stealthily moving towards her.

"No- No! I am not laughing at you…just the situation."

"And what situation would that be?" He asked as he stopped directly in front of her, looked down at her and arched a sexy eyebrow.

"The most amazing situation…you look at me like you are going to eat me alive."

"Ahhh- that situation. Yes well, I cannot help the way I look at you. You make me want to pull you close and never let go."

"So do it."

"I will, but first I need to get something off my chest."

Ginny looked at him coyly and ran the tip of her index finger down his well defined chest and said, "I cannot see a thing that needs to change on this sexy chest."

Draco gave her a wanton look and pulled her into a passionate kiss that left her breathless when he pulled away. He smirked at the lust he saw in Ginny's eyes.

He leaned over, gave her a brief, sweet kiss on her nose and continued, "I was jealous."

"Of what?" she asked with a sincere perplexed look on her face.

"Of Potter…being that close to you, to you reaching out to him. I hated it and I know that it is selfish and stupid, but it is true. I wanted you to know that."

"Draco," Ginny gently said with a tender look in her eyes and a gentle hand on his cheek, "you have nothing to be jealous of. You are the one I love, not Harry."

"I know that, Ginny…in my head, but sometimes my heart doesn't agree. I know for years; you wanted Potter and not me. Hell, you did not even want me; you were forced to have me."  

"Draco, I will not insult us by saying that at one time, Harry was the one that I thought I wanted. Thought…Draco...thought…but the difference is I KNOW I want you. I know."

Draco choked on his emotion and pulled her close, twining his hands into her hair and quietly saying over and over, "I love you."

Ginny, a few minutes later, drew back from his embrace, looked in his eyes and said, "Are you going to make a move, Lover? Or are you going to make me do all the work?"

Draco laughingly snorted at her, picked her up and threw her over his shoulder. He walked the short distance to the bed and dropped her on it. She squealed in delight.

Draco smirked and said, "Why Mrs. Malfoy, I think I had better place a silencing charm around this room for the comfort of our neighbors."

Ginny giggled. He reached over to the nightstand, picked up his wand and quickly muttered a strong dampening spell. He planned to make Ginny squeal a lot tonight.

He tossed his wand back onto the stand, hopped onto the bed and reached for his lovely wife. However, before he could pull her into a kiss; she, with surprising strength, pushed him on his back and straddled him.

"I think your head knows without a doubt that I want you and now your heart does too. Now, I want your body to know." she said with fierce determination. She leaned over and began kissing her way down his body, enjoying every moan he made.