Disclaimer: I do not own Ginny or Draco. I do however own the poem below. No, you may not use it.


Ginny let out a sigh as she sat down under the old willow tree. Two and a half years it had been since she moved to America to continue her schooling, but it seemed longer. Much longer. In those two years, she never really made any new friends, she instead found herself immersed in her studies. The only contact she had with the 'outside world' had sometimes been through her family, but mostly through Draco. A small tear seeped from her eye, and she swiped it away. She had told herself thousands of times that 'it would not due to cry.' No matter how much she wanted to. Picking up her quill and her journal, she began to write.

The future stretched before me

As I walk into a new world

With new places for me to see.

And new paths that are unfurled.

There to here and back I see a bend in the road

As long distance will prove to be hard and heavy load

Step by step I slowly turn

To see the past light my way

As my memories burn.

Day and night, night and day

To the future, I plant my feet

Onto the less traveled path

Away from the heat

Towards emotional wrath

Day by day, week by week

Anger slowly melts away

to depression, cold and bleak

Smile on my face, tears at bay

There to here and back I see a bend in the road

As long distance will prove to be hard and heavy load

Another tear escaped and she angrily swiped at it. The pain in her wanted to be unleashed. She knew that she should just let go and embrace it, but for some reason she held onto it with a vice like grip. She knew that she should be happy. Everyone else was happy for her. After all, she was graduating in only two months. For a moment, she had been happy, and then she got Draco's letter.

Ginny,

I got the job that I told you about! It's going to be great! Can you imagine, I'm going to be apart of a dig that will go down in archeological history! There's only one thing I don't like about it though. I'll have to be away from you for a couple of years. I'll not get to see you graduate, or celebrate our anniversaries, or go stargazing with you. But I have to do this. You are the only reason I would stay. But I can't. If I end up staying, and don't follow my dreams my feelings of 'what if' could turn into resentment, and I don't ever want to resent you. Ever. Please understand. I'll be waiting for your owl.

Love, Draco

Ginny bit her lower lip to keep it from quivering and placed the quill to the journal again.

Then I see the end in sight

A day that I'll come home

Yet a shadow crowds my light

For when I return I'll be alone

Once again I'll bare the heat

in a town which grew over night

dehydrated I'll walk a street

And marvel at the sight

A roof will be placed over my head

I'll have my family and friends

And I'll lounge on a comfy bed

Reading the letters that he sends

And then each day I will wake and say

With a smile like before

"I'm waiting for that blessed day

when he comes knocking at my door"

There to here and back I see a bend in the road

When long distance will never again be hard and heavy load

Ginny Weasley, September 2004

Closing her journal, she leaned against the tree and stared off into the distance. The future.


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