A/N: I own nothing that you see in the Harry Potter books. :'( They all belong to the most wonderful person on the planet... J.K. Rowling!!!
Draco didn't wake up until the next afternoon. Ginny was still fast asleep holding tightly to his hand. He carefully removed his hand and tapped his head with his wand so that he became visible. He decided to tell Madam Pomfry that he had a headache when she came from her office when she would need to give Ginny her last dose of potion.
He sat by her side all day, watching her chest rise and fall with each breath, watching her so that no one could wake or harm her from this wonderful sleep that she was having, like she hadn't had for months.
Hermione came up around dinnertime to give Draco some food. She was the only one who really knew what Ginny felt for Draco, so she decided to give him another chance. Draco, true to his own promise, was nice to Hermione, and would be for as long as she was there to be nice to.
"How's she doing?" Hermione asked as she sat with Draco watching Ginny. "She'll remember everything by tomorrow morning. She's been sleeping all day, hasn't woken up once." Hermione started to cry.
"Why are you crying, Hermione. It's not like she's dying." She shook her head. "You two! You'd defy everything to be with each other. Ginny's never talked about anyone like she talks about you. It's just so amazing what you two would do to be with each other." "We love each other. Anyone who was in true love would do the same." He said gently, trying to soothe her.
While Hermione was still crying Ginny woke up. "Hey Hermione." She said softly. Her voice startled both Hermione and Draco. Draco leaned over and gave her a soft kiss. "It's good to see you awake, Ginny. I love you." "I love you, too, Draco. I see that you two are getting along. Why the change?"
Draco answered first. "We both care about you a lot, Ginny. Plus I promised myself that I f you were O.K., I would be nice to Hermione." "I notice that you're not calling her Granger anymore." He nodded. Hermione, who had not interrupted, had stayed quiet, let them talk to each other for a little while, and then stood to leave, not wanting to be an intruder in their conversation.
"Hermione, wait, tell Ron that I'm O.K. Tell Harry I'm dead. I want to know his reaction." Hermione nodded, stunned and a little apprehensive about the request.
She left and made her way to the common room and found Harry and Ron sitting by the fire. She called Ron over. "Ginny's O.K., but before you go and tell Harry, don't, I have a request from Ginny to tell something different to Harry." She walked over to Harry pretending to be crying.
He looked up and she bent over to his ear and said quietly so that only he could hear, "Harry" she said slowly, "Ginny's dead." He looked up and pretended to cry. But she could tell that they were fake, having cried fake tears so many times.
She walked over to Ron, and bent over his shoulder and whispered into his ear, "You must pretend that Ginny is dead. Tell me what happens in the dormitories, here come with me."
She led him up to the dormitories, sat him down on his bed, and tapped him rather hard on the head and he felt a serge of cold rush trough his body.
"Sit here and I'll send Harry up. Tell me his reaction. Meet me in the common room at one am. I love you." "I love you too." Hermione bent down and kissed the invisible Ron. "See you later."
Hermione walked down to the common and found Harry still sitting by the fire. "Harry! You look terrible! You must go to bed." Harry nodded and made his way to his bed. Ron was standing by the window. As soon as Harry shut the door, he started dancing and singing, "Ginny's dead! Ginny's dead! Ginny's dead!"
Ron looked at him in disbelief. He opened his own curtains, but didn't sit down. He had to wait and hour before Seamus came up to go to bed, and Ron slipped out the door still invisible.
Hermione wouldn't be down for another two hours, so Ron went over to a chair, grabbed his bag and stared to finish his homework.
By the time Hermione came down, Ron had not only finished his homework, he started to read Hermione's huge books. "Ron?" Hermione whispered cautiously. "I'm over by the fire with the huge levitating book." Hermione chuckled, "You're so weird, Ron. But that's why I love you. So, what did you find out?" Ron looked down at his feet. "Here." Hermione said and she tapped on his head again.
Ron was still looking at his feet. "What is it? What did he say?" He looked up sadly at her. "He started to dance around and chant 'Ginny's dead. Ginny's dead. Ginny's dead.'"
Hermione's hand flew up to her mouth. "On my god" she said breathlessly. She ran in to his arms and hugged him tightly. They fell asleep there in each other's arm in the chair.