A/N: Hey! Chapter two, up like promised, well, maybe be a tad bit late - sorry! - but still up! I was only given six reviews... -.-, but hey, I guess it's a good start! Oh, and lemme warn ya, Draco is kinda OOC in this chapter!

Thanks a bunches to my reviewers:

Raven Potter Weasley - I know wut u mean. Hr/R is just... No. I'm thinkin of addin Hr/Charlie in as a b/g pair, and I'm gonna have Harry goin and fallin for Pansy, but that'll probably be a side fic, that takes place at the same time as this one.

AmericaSweetie - Thanks for your review!

Unperfection - Thank you SOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO much for suggesting "Picture" by Kid Rock and sheryl Crow. I dunno if you got my e-mail, so.. I hadn't even thought of that song! It's really D/G too. I'm gonna use it to.

Alyssa-Farrell - Thanks for reviewin!!

Vipera - Thanks for reviewin!

HEARTBREAKER07 - Thanks for reviewin!

I don't even know yall, but I love you b/c you reviewed! Now, to all of you silent losers, YOU SUCK!

Disclaimer: I own nothing! Get it? Got it? Good.

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(DRACO'S POV)

I wake up groggily, looking at the date and sighing. Today was the day. The day Harry Fucking Potter stole MY Ginny away from me. Permenantly. 'Goddess, my life sucks!' I think to myself, climbing out of bed, and wincing, pain suddenly clouding my senses. 'Damnit.' I think. 'I knew I should have stopped after that 10th Firewhiskey last night...'

I plod heavily over to my desk, where I brillantly already had a hangover potion waiting for me. I pick up the small vial and quickly down it, my hangover gone in seconds. I take out some clothes and get dressed, ignoring the ache in my heart for Ginny.

Done dressing, I quickly pull my hair back into a ponytail and place my wand in my pocket. I leave my room in my house, and I hear a shout from my living room. "BOY! GET IN HERE! NOW!" Great. My oh-so-loving father has decided to barge his way into my house... Again.' I think sarcastically, descending the stairs and going to my living room.

"What father?" I ask.

"Tonight. It will be tonight."

"What will be tonight?"

"Your initiation."

"No. I refuse to serve Voldemort! Especially if I ever hope to win Ginny back.." I sigh and sit heavily onto my couch.

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I'm tired of being what you want me to be

Feeling so faithless, lost under the surface

Don't know what you're expecting of me

Put under the pressure of walking in your shoes

(Caught in the undertone just caught in the undertone)

Every step that I take is another mistake to you

(Caught in the undertone just caught in the undertone)

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"Boy. It's been six months. She's been Harry's wife practically since the first time they laid eyes on each other. She won't take you back." Father says, surprising me with the tone of compassion he used.

"She may not. But you know, I'll never know that for sure unless I go and try to win her back." I jump off my couch and apparate from my house to the church where the wedding was being held. I sneak in, unnoticed, and see Ginny standing up there with Potter, as he says "I do", Ginny with that beautiful smile on her face.

That's it. Just seeing that smile, and I know. She'll never take me back. She gave me that smile when we were together, and now it's reserved for Potter. I turn around, and quietly leave the church. I walk across the street to the bar, which was looking more than friendly at the moment. I walk inside and am bombarded by the smell of alcohol and cigarettes. I take a seat at the bar, take a case out of my breast pocket, and pull out a cigarette, lighting it, and smoking it.

"What'll it be?" The bartender appears in front of me and looks at what I'm sure was a pathetic looking face.

It didn't register until the bartender asked again that I realized that the bartender was a woman. I look up and mutter "The strongest shit you've got."

Well, let's just say that I drank myself into oblivion.

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I've become so numb I can't feel you there

I've become so tired so much more aware

I'm becoming this all I want to do

Is be more like me and be less like you

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Drunk, with some random woman on my arm, I apparate home, only to face the wrath of my parents.

"Well, look who decided to come back home." Father sneers at me.

"Oh, shove it." I mutter, and turn to the blonde clinging to me. I explain that I'm about to get hell from my parents, and so she quickly apparates away with a "POP!"

"Mind your manners boy!" Father punched me across the face.

"Lucius, honestly, hear the boy out first." My mother comes to the rescue, but not for long. "After all, that whore Ginny or whatever her name is broke his heart for his worst enemy, so he decided to drink his worries away... Again." My mother sneers.

'So much for a savior.' "Don't you dare talk about Ginny like that! Just because she's a Weasley automatically means she's not worthy enough for me? Well, she is. I loved Ginny back then, and I still do... I'll be right back." I slur, and apparate to my room, and down another potion, to get rid of drunkness, and one for the hangover I was about to get.

I walk back downstairs, ready to face this. Sober.

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Can't you see that you're smothering me

Holding too tightly afraid to lose control

Cause everything that you thought I would be

Has fallen apart right in front of you

(Caught in the undertone just caught in the undertone)

Every step that I take is another mistake to you

(Caught in the undertone just caught in the undertone)

And every second I waste is more than I can take

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I have a talk with my parents, which was rather painful for me seeing as it included the Crucatious curse being placed on me many times. Many punches and kicks later, they leave. I was sitting in my living room alone, wallowing away in self pity, when none other than Blaise Zabini floos to my house.

"If my father sent you to talk me into becoming a death eater, then leave because you'll be wasting your time."

"Number one, I can't stand your father, so I won't do anything for him. Number two, I don't want to be a death eater, so I'm not gonna try and force you into being one. Number three, I'm here because you would never guess who I caught falling from the sky."

"Who?"

"Come and see. I'll be at my house." Blaise apparates away, and I quickly follow.

I arrive at his house somberly. "Blaise? Blaise where the hell are you?"

"Come and find me." He taunts me.

"Blaise, I really don't feel like playing your little game of cat and mouse. Just tell me where you are!" I yell.

"Ok, ok. I'm in my study." I turn around and walk through the door to my right.

"Now, what's this all about?" I ask, crossing my arms and leaning on the wall behind me.

"Follow me." Blaise got up and moved through the door closest to him, into his spare room, in which he stayed when he worked late into the night.

"Ok, I followed you." I snap, still not seeing the point in my being here.

"Look, right here." Blaise points to the bed, and I walk over to it. I open the bed curtains a little and peek my head in, just enough to Ginny Weasley - the same reason my life is going to hell.

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I've become so numb I can't feel you there

I've become so tired so much more aware

I'm becoming this all I want to do

Is be more like me and be less like you

And I know

I may end up failing too

But I know

You were just like me with someone disappointed in you

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I glare at Blaise. "Why'd you want me here?"

"Look at her hand Draco, she's not married."

I did as Blaise said, and sure enough, he was right. As I turned to say something to Blaise, Ginny opened her beautiful eyes and looked straight at me.

"Draco?... Am I dreaming?"

"No. Sadly enough." I say harshly.

"Draco? What's wrong with you?" She moves her hand to put it on my arm, and I jerk away quickly.

"Nothing that you could fix."

"Why are you being like this Draco? What's wrong with you?"

"Don't call me that. Only people that I give permission to can call me that."

"Call you what?"

"Draco."

"Since when have I not been allowed to call you by your NAME?" Ginny challenges me, a confident smirk on her face.

"Since you left me for POTTER." Her smirk changes to a frown as I say this.

"I didn't do it by choice. I didn't even want to! I wanted to stay with you Draco! I love you." She says to me.

"Oh, I'm sorry, does this look like the face of a person who cares?" I ask her rhetorically. "Blaise, why do you let trash like that stay in your house? In your bed?"

"What is wrong with you Malfoy?" Blaise asks me.

"What do you mean? I don't want to see the whore that used to be my fiance, so, I'm leaving, what's so wrong with that?" I say harshly, and apparate away, with a POP!

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I've become so numb I can't feel you there

I've become so tired so much more aware

I'm becoming this all I want to do

Is be more like me and be less like you

I've become so numb I can't feel you there

Tired of being what you want me to be

I've become so numb I can't feel you there

Tired of being what you want me to be

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A/N: Eeeee.... Well, Draco started out kinda OOC. I hope I don't lose anybody over this chapter. The first try on this chapter was just too fluffy, and it didn't match the song at all, so I when back and made it angsty toward the end, which is more like the song. Uhm, well, I'll be going now! Buh~bai!!!

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