Disclaimer: Harry Potter and everything affiliated with him belongs to J.K. Rowling and all her publishers, etc. Nothing belongs to me! I wouldn't mind owning Draco though... Also, the song "Space" belongs to Something Corporate and I don't own that either. Although I do own a t-shirt... hehe.

A/N: Sorry it took me a while with this chapter, I've actually had it written out for about a week now, I just hadn't had the time to revise or type it up. Hope you enjoy though!

Things never change
Without the strength to move on
What we will be depends on what we believe

Rufio: Set it Off

Chapter Two: Half the Luck Will Get Me Twice as Far

THE RETURN OF HE-WHO-MUST-NOT-BE-NAMED

...in a press statement released yesterday, Ministry officials confirm rumors of the return of the Dark Lord...

JUNIOR ASSISTANT TO THE MINISTER, PERCIVAL WEASLEY, IS ONE OF MANY KILLED IN DEATH EATER ATTACKS ON MINISTRY

...The family will mourn the loss of a son, but can be proud of the efforts of their only daughter, auror Ginny Weasley...

FUDGE ADMITS TO DEATH EATER ACCUSATIONS

... Minister steps down and is taken into Azkaban after Dark Mark is revealed in a photo taken by our very own Colin Creevey...

ATTACK ON HOGWARTS THWARTED BY STUDENTS; MAIN DEATH EATER FORCE IS DESTROYED

... current Hogwarts students along with faculty and alumni defeat an army of over a thousand Death Eaters...

LUCIUS MALFOY CONVICTED OF MURDER ON M ANY COUNTS, MINISTRY OFFICIALS TO SEARCH MALFOY MANOR

... In a statement released by the jury yesterday, Lucius T. Malfoy was convicted on multiple counts of murder of innocent Muggles and Wizards. He has been sentenced to life in Azkaban...

THE BOY WHO LIVED DEFEATS VOLDEMORT FOR A SECOND TIME

... In the final battle between Voldemort (whose name has been requested we use) and Harry Potter, the Light Side came out victorious and Albus Dumbledore assures us that he will not return this time...

DRACO MALFOY REVEALED AS LOYAL SPY FOR THE ORDER OF THE PHOENIX

... Sources informed us late last night that Draco Malfoy, who has long been believed to have been a Death Eater, was in fact working as a double agent inside the Dark Lord's inner circle for the Order itself...

ARTHUR WEASLEY NAMED NEW MINISTER OF MAGIC

... In a landslide victory yesterday, Arthur Weasley secured the position of Minister. "We are overjoyed by this news," he told a reporter last night, "The first thing I'm planning to do is introduce many new Muggle items to the Wizarding World."...

Ginny Weasley tossed aside the Daily Prophet headlines she had saved and surveyed her new room. It had taken all of ten minutes for her to return her furniture to its normal size and arrange it around the spacious room. Her black sheets and red silk comforter were on the bed, her clothes hung up in the closet, and the white walls were covered with posters of her favorite bands. There were already sheets of notebook paper scattered across the floor when she had been going through her songs before the guys had taken her out for dinner to celebrate.

She fell backwards onto her bed, sighing as she sank into the mattress.

"Home sweet home."

Maybe this wasn't such a bad idea after all.

Ginny woke up early the next morning and grabbed her cd player to go for a run. Her room was on the first floor so she didn't need to worry about waking anyone up.

By the time she had gotten back and started doing sit-ups, Draco was the only other one awake. When she finished, she showered and joined him for breakfast.

"These are really good pancakes!" she complimented him.

"Surprised I can cook, Red?"

She grinned. "Maybe. I just don't see you as the type to be dancing around the stove in a 'Kiss the Cook' apron."

He laughed as Blaise walked in, rubbing sleep from his eyes. "Thanks Gin. I've been trying to tell that to Malfoy here for years."
For five days all the group did was practice and hang out together. They taught Ginny all their songs and she was brave enough to even play some of her own for them. She learned that they liked to play at least one song by another group each show and made her own suggestions. By the end of the week Ginny felt like she was truly a part of the band.

On Saturday night they took a break. Blaise had a date and Ricky was spending the night at his girlfriend's apartment. Draco was holed up in his room and Ginny was sitting on the couch watching TV and eating leftover pizza. Somebody had already bewitched the Tv so that it got Fuse. Ginny assumed Draco had done this since he was the only one who would have put a spell on the TV to play an American music video channel. She was sitting there playing along with her favorite bands when Draco came in. He glanced at the video playing and then at her.

"You like AFI, too? Will the wonders never cease?"

Ginny laughed but then slapped him playfully as he stole the rest of her slice of pizza.

"Hey! That was mine!"

He grinned. "Not anymore."
When Blaise came home he saw his two friends looking through Ginny's extensive collection of CDs and talking about how it was cool that bands like Yellowcard added that new sound to their music with an electric violin.

He sighed. "Finally Draco has someone to talk with about his obsession with Muggle music. It's about time. Goodnight." Grinning, Blaise left the room and went up to bed.

Draco looked up when Ginny had been silent for a while. "What?"

"Blaise made me think. Why do you even like Muggle music anyway? You hated Muggles while we were at school."

He grimaced. "I never really did. It was only the way my father wanted- no forced- me to act. I still have the scars." He paused and coughed uncomfortably and when Ginny patted his arm reassuredly he went on. "But he's in Azkaban now so it doesn't matter what he thinks. Ironically, I have Potter to thank for that. Ever since he defeated Voldemort three years ago my life's been better. So whenever you visit them you can tell the Dream Team that."

Ginny almost laughed. "I'm never talking to them again if I can help it."

Draco looked confused. "Why? Did something happen?"

"You could say that. It's m ore that nothing changed. Nothing has ever changed. My whole family, Hermione and Harry included, still treat me like the eleven year old girl who opened the Chamber of Secrets."

His eyes narrowed "You were the one who opened it in my second year?"

Now Ginny actually did laugh. "Don't pretend like you didn't know that Draco. It was all your father's doing anyhow."

He rubbed a hand over his face. "Well this is all news to me. If you don't mind my asking, how did it happen?"

Ginny felt that she could trust Draco so she told him the whole story, starting with their father's fight in Flourish and Blotts to when Harry killed the snake and got rid of Riddle. By the end of it she was sobbing in Draco's arms. She wiped her eyes on her sleeve.

"I'm sorry, the memories are still fresh."

He smoothed her hair and planted a kiss on her forehead. "It's all right Gin. You'll be okay. I'm sorry my father did that to you."

They fell asleep together on the couch. When Blaise came down for a midnight snack he grinned and covered them up with a blanket.

"'Night you two."
Ginny's first show came another week of hard practices later. They played at a local Muggle club in the middle of London called The Matrix.

Ginny was wearing a tight black wife beater, a white miniskirt, and black knee high boots. She put her hair up high in a messy ponytail and left her make up simple, with just dark eyeliner and mascara and some blood red lip gloss. Blaise's mouth dropped open when she walked into the room they had backstage and Ricky whistled. Draco didn't say anything but she could feel his eyes on her. Ginny flopped down on an armchair, pleased at the reaction she'd gotten.

The stage manager came in while they were all going over their set list one last time. "You guys are on in ten." Blaise grabbed his guitar and followed Ricky out of the room to warm up.

Draco slung an arm around Ginny's shoulders. "You nervous?"

She grabbed her own bright blue guitar and grinned up at him. "Not in the least."

He grinned back. "That's my girl."

And in the few minutes they had left before the show, Ginny was too preoccupied with the fact that Draco had called her 'his girl' to even begin to feel her nerves. But then they started and she had to concentrate on playing the first few notes of "Hands Down" by Dashboard Confessional before the man that had occupied her thoughts began to sing.

"Breathe in for luck, breathe in so deep. This air is blessed, you share with me..."
By their last song Ginny was a little tired but just as into it as she had been at the beginning of the show. She and Draco had decided together to end this one with a song by a small American Muggle band, Something Corporate.

She stepped up to Draco's mike before he could to introduce the song.

"This one's called "Space" and I wanna dedicate it to my family. Enjoy!"

Draco started to sing and Ginny played as his words floated out over the audience.

"Home. Is this a quiet place where you should be alone? Is this where the tortured and the troubled find their own? I don't know, but I can doubt this isn't you, your cover's blown. And oh no, don't you dare hang up this phone!

Hey! Give me space so I can breathe. Give me space so I can sleep. Give me space so you can drown in this with me.

In this place, a lonely escapade in outer space. There's no anecdote for irony you say, that you have, when you know that you don't. And you say that you can, when you know that you won't.

Hey! Give me space so I can breathe. Give me space so I can sleep. Give me space so you can drown in this with me. Hey! Give me space but I can't breathe. Give me space but I can't sleep. Give me just one inch I swear that's all I need.

These battered walls and TV screens. Sometimes they make me wanna scream.

Hey! Give me space so I can breathe. Give me space so I can sleep. Give me space so you can drown in this with me. Hey! Give me space but I can't breathe. Give me space but I can't sleep. Give me just one inch I swear that's all I need."
When they finished and were cooling off with water backstage the manager of the club came up to them. "OK guys, here's the deal. The crowd loved you and frankly, so did I. Are you willing to play a show every other week for a while?"

They read over the contract and immediately agreed and signed.

Then they went out for drinks to celebrate.