So Sorry I haven't undated recently. I'm in an NJROTC class, and I'm the Commanding Chief,
so I'm always there on the drop of a pin, leaving very little time for my personal life. I hope
you like this!
"Janette... I want you to come with me to the Manor before Christmas. My
grandfather recently passed away and I'd like to have you accompany me to his funeral."
Ginny let out a breath she didn't realise she had been holding. She had thought that
Draco would have had something more serious to say than that and was relieved that
he only asked her to go to a funeral. She nodded her head adn he kissed her. He told her
when she'd have to meet him with her bags packed and then they were quiet. She got up
and sat on his lap.
He kissed her softly at first, then rougher and then he took her, letting all his
frustrations and pain out into her.
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Ginny woke to find Draco lying next to her. He was sleeping peacefully and looked like
an angel. She couldn't help but reach out and stroak his face then run her fingers through
his hair. He never let her do that so she felt compelled to.
"Mmm.. Janette I love your fingers in my hair."
Ginny jumped so high when she landed back on the bed he got thrown up a bit too. She
smiled and kissed him softly. He grabbed her around the waist and pulled her close to him,
kissing ever exposed piece of flesh that she had. He smelt the sweet scent of her hair, the simple
smell of apple cinamin, and felt ta warm sense of comfort run through his body. He sat up and
started to put his clothes on again, leaving Ginny all too disappointed.
"Why are you getting dressed, my sweet love?"
He looked up at her while still buttoning his shirt. "We're going to be late to classes."
Ginny looked at the clock and realized he was right. She grabbed all her clothing and put it
on in a frenzy. When they were both dressed, they walked out and he kissed her, then they ran
to classes.
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Ginny sat in a tree on the edge of the forbidden forest reading a letter her mother sent her.
She'd read it ovre and over again but still couldn't fully comprehend it all though she
understood what was happening.
"Ginny,
We all love you and want you to be safe, but you cannot associate with that Malfoy boy.
Don't you know any better? His father was the one who gave you that horrid diary in
your first year. You'd think that you'd have some common sense now, wouldn't you?
We all want you to leave Malfoy alone. If you don't you won't be welcome back
to the Burrow ever again. And God help you that you don't get pregnant wiht that monster's
child.
Love,
Mum"
Ginny let a silent tear slide down her cheek. They didn't understand him, they didn't even
try to give him a chance. He wasn't his father, but no one could see that, no one except her.
All her friends had abandoned her, then her brother, Harry and Hermione, and now her mother.
Didn't anybody in the world realise that she was happy with him? No they didn't. And they
wouldn't care if they did.
She took out her wand and set the letter on fire. Then she got up, and jumped into the
lake. She swam all the way across and back twice, played with the Giant Squid and even
spoke with a mermaid. Finally, she rested on the side of the lake crying. No one understood
her but him, but nobody wanted him there.
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Draco sat in the library doing his potions homework when he got the letter. It wasn't that he
was surprised when he got it, but he did feel something he didn't expect when he read it: guilt.
He read it over and over again, thinking of what his father had done to her and what he had
done to her family in the past, and he honestly felt guilty.
"Draco Malfoy,
Stay away from my daughter. I don't know what you're trying to pull but I will not allow it.
She isn't there for your amusement, she isn't there for you to hurt, you've done enough of
that in the past, don't you say? Your FATHER is the reason she went through hell and
back. Do you know what it's like to be possesed by He-who-must-not-be-named? She does.
Leave her alone, Draco Malfoy, I'm warning you. If you don't, she'll truly regret it,
and she'll make you regret it too.
Molly Weasley"
They didn't know what she wanted. They didn't know what he wanted. All they knew is that
he and Janette were together and they didn't like it. They didn't realise that for the first time
Draco was truly happy. They didn't realise that Janette liked to be held close like he held her
and she loved to feel him close to her. They didn't know and they didn't care.
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Molly Weasley sat at her kitchen table reading the two letters she had recieved responding
to her letters. She had expected her daughter to write back, but not Malfoy too. She reread them.
"Mum,
If I'm not welcome home because I'm with some one who truly makes me happy then oh well.
Draco is not his father, he never will be. He wasn't the one who gave me Riddle's diary
and hurt me in my first year. Draco didn't even know. I'm happy with him and I'm going
with him to his grandfather's funeral in two days and I will be at his manor for Christmas.
If you don't like it, tough. I'm happy.
Bye,
Ginny"
"Mrs. Weasley,
I don't think it's your place to tell me to stay away from your daughter. She's old enough
to make her own decisions, don't you think? I do. She's happy, I know she is because I take
the time to look into her eyes, see what she's feeling and talk to her about it. Why don't you
try that next time you see her? You might learn something. I'm not going to leave her just
because you said to, that's her choice. If she wants to she can, but no one is forcing either
of us. Now good-bye.
Draco Malfoy"
Molly felt unerved at the sense of how the Malfoy boy felt he knew Ginny better than she. It
wasn't right, but it was probably true.
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Ginny finished packing for the funeral. She'd carefully avoided Draco since she got that letter,
knowing he'd get one too, and she was too embarrassed to confront him. But she couldn't avoid
it any longer, she'd made a promise. She grabbed her bags, then realised she could carry them
by magic, and did so. Ginny walked to the Entrance Hall where she met Draco. He kissed
her sofly, and grabbed her hand.
"We're taking the Knight Bus," he said, "It's on me."
She followed him to Hogsmead, where they called the Knight Bus. She's never ridden it
before, and as soon as the bus started she wished she hadn't this time either. They went up to
the top level and Draco plopped down on a bed. Ginny tentively sat on hers, waiting for him to
say something about the letter.
"You're mom sent me a letter. Told me to leave you alone." Ginny cringed. "I hope you don't
mind; I told her to fuck off it was your decision."
Ginny smiled and practically jumped on him, throwing her arms around him.
"I did the same thing. Oh Draco, you make me so happy. I know I shouldn't say this,
not now especially, but I think I love you!"
Ginny clasped her hands over her mouth as she realised what she said. Draco just smiled
at her and kissed her.
"I wish I could say the same, but I don't know what love is."
Ginny stared at him in diebelief. "You don't know what love is?" He shook his head. She
wrapped her arms around him and kissed his forehead. "Love is the most beautiful thing in
the world. Love is the feeling you get when you care about some one so much your heart feels
like its goign to explode. Its when you can't bear to see the person sad because it hurts
you to see them like that. Its when you'd rather die than live with out that person you love."
Draco looked at her, surprise clearly visable in his eyes. "And you feel all that for me?"
Ginny nodded. "All that and more."
He pulled her closer to him and stroked her hair. He thought about everything she had
said, what she told him of love and how she felt. It was getting late, but he wouldn't let go of
her. Finally, when she was pretty much asleep, he whispered, "I think I love you too..."