A/n: I own nothing, you own nothing, he/she owns nothing…. JK is the god of this as we all know.

Ginny's POV

"Welcome back, Lily Virginia Weasly." My open eyes slowly come to rest on Draco. I try to move and unable too.

"Draco? Why am I here? Why did you take me? I can handle everything myself-"

"Shut up Ginny. After your boyfriend beat you up, you started having major fits. Then you were unconscious for nearly two hours. And you can take care of yourself?"

"Oh you're up!" A cheery voice reminded me I was in the hospital wing, open to everyone. I was accessible 4 to 8 PM but no later. 2 to 6 PM on Saturdays.

"Here darling, let me get those off you." The heavy ropes were lifted with the flick of a wand and I was free. "You'll have to stay here a few more days, just to make every things all right. Then you should be able to leave." Maybe I was not free quite yet.

"Thank you, Madame." I smile up at her sweetly, trying to relax her tense frame. She, however, just nods stiffly and with a terse "watch her" to Draco, she's gone.

"So… what happened?" I ask hesitantly, wondering what in the world I had done. Draco has the decency to stare at the floor as he answers.

"I found you in a gryffindor room and was bringing you down to the hospital. You were half unconscious. Dumbledore found us and completely freaked out. Then… you started screaming and crying. You told us not to hurt you. It was almost like you saw something that we couldn't see. After that, you fainted. And you were like that for the next two hours."

"Oh. Draco…how – how did you know to find me?"

Draco's POV

It's my turn to feel as uncomfortable as Ginny looked a little while ago. Do I tell her the truth? Partial. Always partial. Before I can reflect any further, words come spilling out of my mouth.

"I can feel when my mother is being hurt physically. Father put a spell on me so that I'd always know who I was and what he could do to me. And… I guess, since you had – contact – with him, also, I can feel a little of what you got. Not so much as my mother, but I could feel that you were - kicked in the stomach."

Ginny's hand goes protectively down to her baby. Her face is white, but she reaches her hand out to me. "Oh, Draco. I'm sorry. That must be awful for you." I look, amazed, at Ginny's sincere brown eyes. She has been beaten, more then once, and raped by my own father. And she is offering me her sympathy and kindness.

We sit silently together. I think both of us are enjoying feelings we haven't felt in a long time. Security and… a gentle love. (a/n: not a romantic kind(yet), simply the love for your friends, family, and people you know)

Harry's POV

I have to find Ginny. I have to break up with her. I will tell her to tell Ron she broke up with me. I can't hurt her any longer.

If I don't break up with her… how badly will I hurt her next time? I don't even know myself when I'm with her anymore. Or… what if, when I'm with her, I'm myself? Should I have been in slytherine? Am I just being a calculating monster, pretending to be noble and brave? Just waiting for the right opportunity to "turn" evil?

Maybe I should make up a name, too. Tom changed his.

I have to find Ginny.

Draco's POV

"The only reason I know that is because I was in dance class for a short while."

"No way!"

"You can't tell anyone, Ginny. If you do…"

"Yes?" Ginny smirks up at me, her laughter almost reaching her eyes.

"Well, I think of something."

"I already know something," Ginny said smugly. "I know what YOU have to do in order to keep your 'manly reputation.'"

"What?"

"You will sing that song with me when I get out of here. You will learn every word. And we will sing it together."

"Yes ma'm."

"You know, that whole musical is based on a muggle author's story – Romeo and Juliet. That's where the phrase "tonight there will be no morning star" comes from."

"And what exactly is a morning star?"

"Wouldn't you like to know!"

A glimpse of red catches my eye as I try and think of a retort to that statement. "Ginny, isn't that your brother?"

She heaves herself painfully up, only moving about three inches. "Oh no! He got detention here today… he's coming over here. Just don't call me by my name, ok?"

I nod, slightly confused. Weasly – Ron – walks over, absorbed in his papers. Ginny burrows deeply into the bed. "Any sustaining injuries?"

"No." Ginny squeaks.

"Do you need medication?"

"No."

"Have you been on any medication?"

"No."

"Do you think it's stupid to have me ask these questions?"

"Yes." There's a slight smile to Ginny's voice. Ron snorts, and turns to leave. Then he catches sight of me.

"Malfoy? What are you doing here? Who did you put in the hospital now?" He turns to look at Ginny. She manages to almost completely disappear, but Ron catches sight of her brilliant red hair. "Ginny!?"

Ron pulls back the sheets far enough to reveal more of her hair. Before I can stop him, he pulls on her right shoulder and flips her over. Ginny lets out a painful moan and lifts her battered face to her brother.

Ginny's POV

Just when I believe I am safe, my brother has to be observant. He's never observant! I wait for Draco to think of a brilliant lie but instead something heavy falls on my shoulder, forcing me over.

I look up at Ron and watch his face register that I have… I have looked better. "Ginny what happened to you?"

"Nothing, Ron."

"Virginia, what happened to you? You do not look like this and have nothing happen to you."

"Very observant, Weasly," Draco smirks, "and how long did it take you to figure that one out?"

"Shut up Malfoy. If you did this-"

"Ron, he's the one who brought me here. Please don't start now."

Ron immediately refocuses his attention on me. "Ginny, I will kill whoever did this to you. You have to talk to me. Tell me what happened. Harry and I will find out, Gin, I promise. Don't worry."

Thanks to all reviewers, especially unique-quirky!! Thanks especially for pointing out spots and being so nice about it. Does anyone know what musical Ginny and Draco were talking about? Guess!! It will all be revealed… more D/G coming soon – promise! Now please review! thanks