Disclaimer: I do not own any of the characters. They all belong to the great J.K. Rowling. I also do not own the song by Evanescence, "Hello".

Author's Note: I think it's supposed to be sad. Uh, the song doesn't really fit, but that's ok. Enjoy, hate, review…whatever. Just don't flame…if you have nothing good to say about it then don't review it. That's what I always do. I have feelings too you know!! *sobs* hahaha j/k …No, I'm not kidding about the feelings part…but…ok you know what I'm trying to say just READ THE DARN THING!

Chapter 1: Hello



Playground school bell rings again
Rain clouds come to play again



 Outside, the dark, gray clouds gathered together. The wind blew gently, making the trees sway steadily. Even from inside the train, Ginny could hear the thunder rumbling loudly outside. She looked outside with tears blurring her vision. All she saw was gray blurs mixed with the green of the trees. The sun hid behind the clothes as if the thunder scared it...then, rain fell down. The wind sounded like a scream or a howl of anger. The tears of the clouds poured down and it splatters the window. The rhythm of the rain was steady. The thunder rumbled occasionally.



Ginny was still wearing the black dress robe from the funeral. She hadn't been wearing anything else but black. Now, she didn't even bother changing back to her Hogwarts uniform. Even though the train was about ten minutes away from Hogwarts, she just stayed in the complete black robes. She was alone in the train compartment. Ginny preferred being alone...she didn't want anyone's comfort. She could deal with it herself. Ron was probably in another compartment with Harry and Hermione. The thought of touching her cold hand and sobbing at the funeral made Ginny feel worse. She couldn't think anymore. All she felt inside her was pain and sadness.



It seemed like it was only an hour ago when it happened...when she was called up to Dumbledore's office. When Ginny arrived in his office, puzzled, she found that Ron was there too. Mr. Weasley, Bill, Charlie, Fred, George, and the person she never wanted to see again...Percy were all there. She had asked what was going on. She had glared at Percy with so much hatred, and she had asked why he, in particular, was here. But then, Ginny realized that Percy was crying, and he wasn't the only one that was. Only she and Ron stood there in bewilderment. Suddenly, Ginny's stomach had dropped. She had realized her mum wasn't there...

Has no one told you she's not breathing?



"No..." she had said. Ron still looked confused.



"I'm sorry, Ms.Weasley. I regret to tell you that your mother was killed in the hands of Voldemort." Dumbledore had said sadly.



The words "killed...mother...Voldemort" all rang in her ears. Ron seemed to have grown pale. Tears had filled his eyes, but he didn't let them fall. Ginny stood there for ten seconds, and she couldn't feel anything. Then, it had hit her like a thousand bricks. It had seemed to be more painful than the Cruciatus Curse. It was slowly torturing her soul.



            "No." she whispered with tears quietly falling. Percy attempted to say something to her but she had glared at him and said, "Don't you dare say anything to me, you bastard. You made Mum cry whenever your name was mentioned or whenever she thought of you. I hope you feel guilty, now. Now you can't even say sorry to her because she's dead!"


Then, she had broken down. She kneeled right in front of everyone and sobbed uncontrollably. When Ron tried to comfort her, even through his tears, she pushed him away and ran out. She started saying "No." to herself while she was running towards the lake. This couldn't be happening...no...Not like this...What did Mum ever do? Ginny had thought while sobbing.



Ginny closed her eyes and tried to erase that memory. When she told her friends, they didn't say anything. They were too scared to talk to her, thinking that she can be easily offended if they said something wrong. Instead of comforting her, they left her alone in a compartment. Some friends. They weren't her friends anymore. She'll just be alone at Hogwarts. She didn't give a damn if she was an outcast.

I don't need anyone. Ginny thought to herself.



Hello I'm your mind giving you
Someone to talk to
Hello

Then, the compartment door slid open. Someone walked in. Ginny didn't bother to look up.

"Well, well, if it isn't the youngest Weasley..." said a cold voice.

It was Draco Malfoy. He was probably jumping with glee when he heard the news from his father, Lucius Malfoy, one of Voldemort's most faithful Death Eater. Ginny was sure that Malfoy was going to start making fun of her now. Instead of telling Malfoy off, like she usually does, Ginny just sat there not saying a word.

"You should at least wipe your tears, Weasley." Malfoy said sitting across from Ginny, smirking.

Ginny had not noticed that her face was tear- stained. She didn't even notice that she was crying. It was normal for her now, like breathing. You breathe and not notice really, but crying and not noticing? She still didn't answer Malfoy. To her surprise, Malfoy handed her a handkerchief. Ginny hesitated, but she took it and started dabbing her eyes. Ginny sniffed and tried to stop crying; she failed miserably. She didn't cry loud, no, not in front of Malfoy, yet she cried silently. She was waiting for Malfoy to start making fun of her, but he didn't. Malfoy just looked at her with a blank expression.

After a while of silence, Ginny looked up and looked at Malfoy. Tears were still in her eyes.



"W-what do y-you want?" she asked.

It was Malfoy's turn not to answer for a while.

"Sorry, Weasley. Really sorry about what happened." Malfoy said, suddenly. His expression was still blank.

"Like you really m-mean that." Ginny choked out, now glaring at him. Then, she started to cry again. How she hated life right now! How she wished that this was just a nightmare, and she would suddenly wake up in her dormitory, knowing that it was just a dream! Ginny stood up and looked at Malfoy with pure hatred.

"Y-you're n-not s-s-sorry at all! You don't care! Because your d-dad works for the b-bastard that killed my mum! I b-bet you're just s-so happy that a W-weasley died!One less Weasley in the world right?!" Ginny screamed through her tears. She collapsed on the floor and sobbed like she did in Dumbledore's office.

Malfoy got out of his seat, and he bent down and lifted her from the floor. When she was standing, she looked into Malfoy's gray eyes. They were not cold and mean like they were all the time. Instead, they were sad. Suddenly, Malfoy's lips met hers.

If I smile and don't believe
Soon I know I'll wake from this dream

 When their lips were no longer together, Ginny opened her eyes and looked at him.

"I really am sorry, Ginny..." Malfoy said.

Ginny shook her head and more tears came into her eyes, blurring her vision again. "Don't try to comfort me, Draco. It will only make me feel worse..."

For all she knew right now, Draco could be lying to her. The kiss could have meant nothing to him, but it meant something to her. Tears trickled down Ginny's cheek. Draco wiped them away, not knowing that Ginny realized he had tears in his eyes too.

Ginny smiled and Draco said, "You're beautiful."

Don't try to fix me I'm not broken
Hello I'm the lie living for you so you can hide
Don't cry



Draco kissed her softly on the lips, and she kissed back. This has to be some sort of a dream! Ginny thought to herself. I'm kissing a Malfoy! This can't be happening.

Draco pulled her into a hug and kissed her on the forehead. Then, he let go of her and looked at her for a second. Without another word, he left, leaving Ginny staring after him wondering if what just happened was all true.


Suddenly I know I'm not sleeping
Hello I'm still here
All that's left of yesterday