DISCLAIMER!: I do not own any of the Harry Potter Characters or any names associated with the Harry Potter series. They all belong to the talented and wonderful J.K.Rowling. The only thing I own is the plot and new characters that come into account later.

Author: Pippin

Rating: This Chapter is G but the R will kick in later in the later Chapters. I'm still working on that.

Pairings: Obvious. Virginia Weasley and Draco Malfoy.

Summary: Virginia Weasley is just a normal teenager, going through what all teenagers go through. She's at Hogwarts again for another year of school and it's her sixth. She has close relationships with her friends but can that all change? Will she feel the same all at the end of the year or will this year change her life? Make a new path for her unsure future? Will this all change when a certain Silver haired boy comes into the picture? Read to find out and not exactly a happy ending.

Note: Story is written through Virginia Weasley's eyes.

Authors Note: Hey All! Me name is Pip!! *waves* ^_^ all of you's are probably thinking am crazy...I'm not THAT much! ^_~ Anywhoo, I just like to say this is my first story on FanFiction.net and I do hope it's not TOO bad. I except Flames and reviews!! Please! I need to know what you's think! Thanks for taking the time to read my first chapter anyway! Okay on with the story...yes...indeed! lol...Please enjoy the first Chapter and I'll have the second one up a.s.a.p.!! :D

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A Struggle for Love

Ginny Weasley and Draco Malfoy. Ginny's point of view. I = Ginny Weasley

Chapter One: A day in Diagon Alley

I woke to the sound of birds chirping happily outside my sunny lit window. I refused to wake up, I told my body to sleep in longer, linger in my dreams and the feel of being safe in my bed away from the world. My body refused my idea and my offer. My only choice now was to rise and get ready for the day. Today we were going to Diagon Alley to purchase my brother, Ron Weasley, and my books, parchment, quills and other important school accessories. I was going into my sixth year and my brother was attending his seventh and final year at Hogwarts, a school I like many others, have learned to love and cherish. I bought my feet out of my bed covers and placed them into my house slippers that were now, old and battered. We weren't a very rich family, we got by with the money we did have and we have more love than anything. Money never really occurred to me and in the end, didn't have an effect on me.

I wrapped my pink bathrobe around my figure and then made my way over to the window to look at the sky and the animals. I looked out of it, feeling happy and I had a song in my heart. It was a strong beat with every pump of blood that circulated my body, giving me energy to face the day. I breathed in the fresh whip of air as I stared at the birds flutter high in the sky and how I wished to be up high with them, soaring through the air without a care in the world. After a few minutes of inhaling fresh air and admiring the scenery, I dragged myself out my room and onto the second landing of the house, on which, my room was. I heard my loving mother making a small amount of racket just downstairs, preparing breakfast and whatnot. I turned to make my way over to our bathroom.

I opened the door and it creaked. I opened it fully revealing our small bathroom. I entered by tiptoe to ensure I didn't wake anyone but with the creak of that door, it sure would wake someone. I moved about and faced the mirror, still stunned about my appearance. I had changed over the years to come what I have today. I gazed into my own brown eyes that were shiny. I noticed my change and so did everyone else. I was no more a little girl with flaming red hair, loaded with freckles that were easy to see and having the feeling of being little. I was now, a young adult, a young lady, with ruby red hair, still loaded with freckles but not as visible from when I was younger, more fuller and I still owned my hazelnut brown eyes. My hair were ringlets that made a shape of my face. The ringlets spread out evenly and brought out my eyes. My hair had changed it's flaming red to a nice dark ruby red as I aged thus giving it it's effect of a jewel.

I washed my face and dried it gently with a fluffy white towel. I brushed my hair with my hairbrush and I bought out the shape of my ringlets. I placed the hairbrush down and then started to put lotion for my face. It was to make my skin softer and it did. I rubbed in the contents and placed some on my arms and hands. Just as I finished, my brother came pounding on the door.

"Ginny, you better not be long in there. I want to use the bathroom and get ready to meet Harry and Hermione at Diagon Alley early," I heard the voice of my brother Ron speak on the outside of the door. I rolled my eyes and lucky for me, he couldn't see.

"Yes Ron," I answered and then opened the door to greet my brother.

I know he wasn't a morning person but I tried every morning. His hair was all messed up from his sleep, sleep still in his eyes but his hair and freckles were still visible even in the morning.

"Is your hair darker? Have you been doing something to make it darker?" Ron asked me suspiciously. He looked into my eyes as he yawned.

"No Ron. I didn't do anything to my hair to make it darker, it turned out like that. How many times do I have to tell you?" I questioned him but only to get into his bad books of morning people.

"Ahh, Ginny, are you finished? I want to use the bathroom," Ron said as he moved towards the door. He totally ignored my question but I knew the answer, every time.

"Yes, yes, there's no hurry," I said nonchalantly. I moved out of his way otherwise he would've barged in and most likely I'd get hurt in the process. As soon as he went in, he shut the door. I turned and made my way back to my room to get changed.

I closed my bedroom door and then made my way over to my closet. I opened it and just pulled out a pair of jeans and just a plain red top. I really couldn't be bothered to dress. I put my clothes on, placed some air clips into my hair to pin back my small fringe, placed the watch my father had given me last Christmas on my left wrist and placed a bright red hair tie around my other wrist. I looked at myself in my full length mirror and sighed.

"Another year at Hogwarts. I wonder what could happen," I said out loud as I fixed my top. I turned and exited my room.

I walked down the stairs as quietly as I could and entered the kitchen to find my mother as I suspected in my mind, busy cleaning and fixing breakfast.

"Good morning Mum," I said cheerfully as I entered in the kitchen. I saw my mother look from cleaning the dishes and look at me. Soap dripping from her arm and her hair all over the place as if it was wild. She looked so tired and frustrated. I knew my Dad added to these problems. He was always gone now, on missions to track down people who used Dark Magic and when ever he was about, he was up in his room asleep. Everyone in the Ministry had to go on these missions. They needed as many wizards as possible. You-Know-Who was vanished just months ago. Harry had finally defeated him with the help of my brother and Hermione. We hardly saw him but we knew he'd return soon.

"Good morning Ginny dear. You look lovely," my mother quoted as she looked at me giving off a small smile.

"Do you need any help?" I asked as I moved forward to her, "Why don't you use your wand?"

"Oh no dear, just need to finish up here and I just wanted to give it break from my wand, can't always depend on it no matter what people say. You just sit down and eat your breakfast. Make yourself full before we leave to go to Diagon Alley. Oh my," my mother said as she placed her right hand over her chest and she breathed out and closed her eyes, "Only two more to go through schooling and you all will already be grown up and can take care of yourselves. After my little Ron has left that only leaves you Ginny dear. Think you can handle it without having another one of your brothers there by your side?"

I smiled as I thought about it. Yes, it would be good. No one to order me around and tell me what to do. I liked the sound of that day by day as we neared the beginning of school. After Ron, there will be no one to keep an eye out for me. In a way I sensed that it would be lonely not having one of my brothers there but I did have my friends who would always be there.

"Yes mum, I think I can handle it on my own," I said still smiling.

"Look at my girl, all grown up now. All independent and making her own decisions. Looking better each shinning day and making her parents proud. I'm sure you will too Ginny," my mother said as she moved away from washing the dishes to kiss my forehead. I closed my eyes and felt safe, like nothing could ever harm me. I hugged her around the waist as she stroked my hair.

"Yes, when you leave Hogwarts you'll find a nice man to marry and soon will be raising a family of your own," she said as she continued to stroke my hair.

Just the sound of that sent shivers up my spine. I wanted to rise a family but I didn't know I'd be going out into the world so soon. Just yesterday it seemed I was only six, getting picked on by my older brothers and that was all changed now. They all respected me and protected me. What would I do by myself at Hogwarts the following year? Would it be the same? I thought all sorts of things till my head ached.

I moved from hugging my mother to looking up into her caring eyes. She rested her thumb and forefinger on my chin and smiled at me.

"Your Dad and I are so proud of you dear," she said softly as she leaned in and kissed my forehead gently again, "You eat now. I do hope your brother is awake."

"Oh he is. His getting ready to go to Diagon Alley," I said as I turned to the toast, eggs and sausages. I piled some of each on my plate and began to eat slowly.

"That's good. It's so quite without your two other brothers now that they left," I heard my mother say as the water ran. I could detect a hint of sadness in her tone, "This house is getting quieter and quieter each year."

I knew she felt sad because of my Dad and also my brothers. Fred and George left right after they finished Hogwarts. Moved to Hogsmeade to their Joke shop that they had set up. They made lots of many and would send some to help out mum, I knew mum was more grateful than ever when she saw the letter and money from my brothers. It shocked us all at first but we all got used to it. They've been gone for two months now. I missed them and the pranks they pulled. I wondered the day of when Ron and I would leave the house. Would it make it sadder? Of course it would. It most likely make her more sad than she was already. I sighed as I lazily chewed on a piece of toast. I heard loud footsteps make their way down the staircase and knew immediately it was Ron.

"Morning Mum," Ron said as he entered and hugged his mum.

"Oh morning Ron dear," I heard my mum say as she kissed him on the forehead as well, "Go and eat and then we'll be off to Diagon Alley."

Ron nodded and took his seat at the table. He piled more food than mine on his plate but then again, he was always such a big eater. I looked at him as he shoved food down his throat. I watched as he drank his drink, how each one went down with a gulp. I looked at my food and continued to eat. When I finished I moved back to my room to rest for a moment before rushing off to Diagon Alley. Ron was somewhere in the back yard fixing something.

I dozed off a bit but only to wake to hear my mothers voice call out to us.

"Ginny, Ron, Come on, time to go to Diagon Alley," she yelled throughout the house.

I sat up straight and rubbed my head. I had gotten up too quickly causing me to get dizzy for a short while. I stood up, grabbed my small bag and went down stairs to meet Ron and my mother. I walked down the stairs and moved over to our fireplace.

"Here," my Mother said passing me some Floo Powder, "I'll meet you in front of Gringotts, all right?"

I nodded my head and she smiled. I entered the fireplace.

"Diagon Alley," I said clearly as I dropped the powder.

I felt myself begin to get a bit dizzy but after a while I was all right. I passed other fireplaces until I stopped at one at Diagon Alley. I brushed all the sot off of me and fixed my clothes and placed my bag over my shoulder. I walked over to Gringotts and waited just as my mother instructed. I looked at my watch and saw it was only 12 noon. I sighed and then something had caught the attention of my eyes. A boy that was tall just about six feet or maybe a bit smaller crossed my view. He had shiny slivery blonde hair that fell at every place. I knew who he was. Draco Malfoy. He walked around and peered into a shop and then turned to cross to the other side. I watched him like a hawk. I saw him turn and his steely eyes fall on me. I looked at him not knowing what to do. Should I look away or should I continue to look? I kept my eyes glued on him, watching him breath from where he was. He stopped moving about and stared at me as well. For a moment, it was as if he didn't know who I was. Just a stranger looking at him was how I thought he saw it. He didn't move an inch and his eyes didn't blink. I got bored and then threw my attention elsewhere, getting sick of seeing him. I looked at a little boy who was whining to his Dad about a broomstick. I smiled softly at the little boy but felt as though something wasn't right. I turned my head to lock eyes with Draco again. Why was he looking at me? I was starting to get uncomfortable under his gazing eyes of steel gray. I felt cold and a chill go up my spine as he continued to gape at me. I shifted my feet and faced my back towards him and face Gringotts. The bank wasn't much to look at but it was far better than looking into Draco's icy cold eyes.

My heart started to race and I could hear it's loud beat. I started to panic and my face became red and my palms all sweaty holding tightly to my bag. My face was hot and I could tell something was happening. My breathing changed and no longer steady but rattled and out of time. I felt my blood rushing throughout my body more faster than usual. My eyes darted from one place to the other. I started to fidget from where I stood. My feet leaning on one side to the other. My pulse rising and falling. I was getting out of breath. I told myself to take deep breathes and count to ten but I didn't get as far as five. Then I felt it, a touch of a hand. I jumped and let out a squeal. I turned and could sense the person pull back their hand just as quickly as they had just touched me. I was all frighten and didn't know what to do but when I saw the person, I began to breath again more slowly and more steadily. I bought my hand to my chest for relief as I opened and closed my eyes, getting back the rhythm of my breathing. It was Hermione Granger who had tapped me ever so gently on my shoulder but gave me a sudden fright. I must've gave her one too as she I saw her trying to control her breathing.

"Sorry Ginny, I didn't mean to scare you," she said in her usual soft tone.

"Oh it's okay," I answered just feeling relieved.

"Where's your brother?" Hermione asked as she gave me a hug.

"Oh, he hasn't came yet," I answered hugging Hermione back.

Hermione and Ron had been dating since their fifth year and neither of them have been any happier. Ron had built up his courage during the summer holidays after his fourth year and the end of my third year. He asked her to be his girlfriend on the first week back in his fifth year. Hermione never looked any happier. She'd been dating Viktor Krum for merely two weeks when Viktor cheated on Hermione when she came to stay at his house for the summer. Hermione was very upset for the next two weeks but when she came to stay at our house, she was happier than ever. I felt as though Ron could feel on the rebound when he asked her out but nevertheless, he wasn't and Hermione had a secret crush on him all along.

"Have you seen Harry or Sirius then?" Hermione asked as she pulled her hair behind her ears.

"No, I haven't," I replied while looking around as if I was looking for them.

When Harry defeated You-Know-Who, Sirius was bought out of the shadows and asked questions as well as Peter Pettigrew. They placed a truth potion on Peter and he admitted into killing those innocent people on the streets and telling You-Know-Who the whereabouts of Lily and James Potter and their baby son, Harry Potter. Peter was sent to Azakaban where the Dementors Kiss was performed. No one missed him. Sirius was set free and was given money for his time in Azakaban. He took the of Harry over the Dursleys but Harry's Uncle Vernon and Aunt Petunia were happy to oblige to the idea of getting rid of Harry and give him to Sirius. This only made Harry more happier and not to mention, Sirius as well. Sirius bought a home for Harry and himself and they've been living there ever since.

"Where's your mum?" Hermione asked as I came out of a trance.

"Oh probably with Ron, on their way here," I answered.

"I was told to wait here for them," I said as I looked around to find them.

"Oh okay," was the all the words left out of Hermione's mouth.

I looked at my watch and saw that ten minutes had passed since I last checked. It seemed to go on and on forever. Finally my mother and Ron did show up.

"Hi there Hermione," my mother said smiling as usual.

"Hi Mrs. Weasley," Hermione answered as they hugged.

I saw Ron appear from behind mum to give Hermione a hug. They had lots to catch up on seeing Hermione went away for the holidays with her parents to some country. I forget which one.

"Hi Ron," Hermione said as she hugged him tightly, "I've missed you."

"I've missed you too," Ron said hugging her just as tight.

Young love and how blissful it could be, not to mention hurtful. I sighed as I wondered what my life would be to have someone to hold and to love. I pushed the thought aside as I looked around for Harry. I still had a bit of an infatuation with the Boy Who Lived. I had strong feelings for him ever since I first saw him at the train station when I was only ten years old. For four years my feelings towards him grew and only last year did they started to fade away with the fact of him not having the same feelings. It pained my heart but I knew it could never happen. He had many girls go after him so why should he pay more attention to a young girl with a silly crush who was also his best friends little sister? I often wondered what it would be like to be his girlfriend and in numerous accounts, I gave up on all hope for that feeling. I looked around until I saw a boy with dark chocolate brown hair, with dazzling green eyes and a pair of glasses to know that was Harry. Skinny as usual but maybe even a bit leaner. Harry was a bit built from all the Quidditch he was playing and made him have nice figure for a seventeen year old boy. I saw the man next to him, slightly taller seeing Harry had been growing the past years. He had dark hair with dark eyes to match. He was skinny with dark tanned skin, I knew it Sirius.

"Hi Harry," I heard Hermione squeal with delight as she saw him as well.

She rushed over with Ron and my mother to greet them. I trailed behind them, slower than usual. I saw Hermione give Harry a huge hug that nearly toppled his glasses off of his face. Harry was smiling as he usually was when he saw his friends. I watched my mother having a conversation with Sirius and I couldn't help but to hear a bit of it.

"Is this your daughter now Molly?" Sirius asked with a facial expression of shock mixed with happiness.

"Yes it is," I heard my mother say.

"Wow, hasn't she grown up to be a lovely young lady?" Sirius said still talking to my mother and I acted as if I didn't hear.

"Yes she has. They're all growing up too quickly. She'll be the last to go and that will be a very sad day for Arthur and myself but all the same, we know she'll be fine," my mother said with pride.

"Yes I see why Arthur and you are very happy and pleased and so should you both be! Going through hard times and you still have time to watch your children grow up to the adults and people they will be, it's all amazing," he said.

I looked at them talking and just saw my mother simply nod her head in agreement. Sirius smiled at me and I just smiled back at him.

"Hello Ginny," Sirius said to me, "How are you?"

"Hi Sirius. I'm fine and how about yourself?" I asked back with a smile still on my face.

"I'm doing good," he answered still smiling.

I turned back to see if I could talk to Harry now. Harry seemed to be busy chatting with Hermione and Ron to even notice my existence. He didn't see me and that's what I liked about it, this way I could look at him without him knowing. I watched as he laughed and smiled at Hermione and Ron who were holding hands at this point. They were never shy to show their true feelings towards eachother in public. I smiled and that was when Harry finally notice me standing there.

"Hi there Ginny," he said as he smiled sweetly at me as his face had an expression of awe at the same time.

"Hi Harry," I said back to him. He walked passed Hermione and Ron to give me a hug.

When I felt his arms go around me, I thought I wouldn't be able to breath but I did luckily. I hugged him back. For some reason I felt more in this hug than usual. It had feeling for the first time in years.

I pulled out of the hug to gaze into Harry's beautiful bright green eyes. He smiled at me again and I smiled back.

"Now that you all have met up, let's go get some money for your new books," I heard my mother say from behind me.

I turned and I saw Sirius and my mother smiling.

"Yeah let's go," I said as I moved over near the bank.

I walked along side my mother and I saw from the corner of my eye someone staring at me. I didn't know who but I could feel it. I looked around and saw nothing that could give it away to who was looking at me. I ignored it and walked inside the bank to be greeted by little goblins. I shivered as I watched them hurry to places around the bank. I didn't like goblins that much but respected them all the same. Harry and Sirius parted to get to their vaults as Hermione went by herself. How I felt sorry for her. I'd hate to travel down the tunnels where the vaults were in a small cart with a goblin. I walked over to the cart that was prepared for us. I stepped inside and sat beside my mother. Ron on the other hand kept on insisting he'd go with Hermione to her vault and in the end my mother gave up and let him go. He rushed over to Hermione and practically jumped in to sit next to her. I had to hold my laugh as Hermione got a bit of a scare with the sudden appearance of my brother. I faced forward and saw the ugly face of a goblin. "Right, let's go to your vault," the goblin said in a voice that sent a new wave of shivers up and down my spine. My mother held onto my arm as we started to move. Oh how much I hated this. The cart sped up with more force and power. Wheeling itself down the rusty tracks to get to our vault. We went one way and then we were chucked to one side with force. I heard the goblin smirk and at that point I felt as though I could slap it silly. I closed my eyes as the wind given off the cart pushed at my face. My lips felt dry and my skin felt sore from the power of the wind. I held onto my head to stop it from jumping place to place. Then there was unexpected stop and I felt my head flung forward a bit and my eyes snap open. I saw that we nearly had a run in with Harry and Sirius cart and the goblins were fighting. I looked at Harry who seemed sick and looked a bit pale. He pulled off a sweet smile and I returned with a smile. Then after a few minutes of fighting between the goblins, Harry's cart was wheeled way to a different direction.

"These carts," I heard my mother whisper in my ear.

I nodded, "Yeah I know."

Then like nothing happened, our cart went flying again, turning here and there. This made me sick and I want to throw my breakfast up but I held it down. It made me more sick but there was nothing I could do. Then finally we came to our vault.

"Here is your vault ma'am," the goblin said stepping up off the cart and onto the dusty stone pavement.

"Thank you, Ginny you stay here dear," my mother said as she patted my arm and then got up herself.

"Key please," the goblin said holding out it's skinny and haunting fingers with long, sharp muggy nails.

I allowed a shiver to happen and was soon rubbing my arms to keep the shivers from happening. I heard our vault open and then close shortly. I looked and saw my mother hoping back into the cart with me. I smiled as she got in and she wrapped her arm around me to hold me closer to her. She kissed my head gently and then held tight as our cart went flying yet again. The journey back wasn't as bad as the journey traveling there. My mother got out and I followed as the goblin just smiled showing it's horrid teeth. I forced a smile on my lips and then quickly turned to continue walking away from the cart. That made me even more sick than before to witness those dreadful teeth. We met up with the others and made our way to Flourish and Blotts .

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That's the end of my first Chapter...So what do you think so far? Love to hear what you think! Thanks for reading again! ^_^ More VERY soon!!!

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Chapter Two - Looking for Trouble