A/N: Just had my first day. I need some writing therapy.

Disclaimer: I disclaim all the characters and anything else you would recognize as the wonderful and talented J.K. Rowling.

Rated: PG-13 – there's a lot of cursing…I have a potty mouth!

Summary: Ginny gets a job at Draco's magazine. What happens when two rivals start having feelings for one another and one makes a mistake that could tear everything they have apart?

Fluff-o-meter: Yes, I'm giving you fluff again!

Let's Start Over

Draco walked into the manor with a glum expression on his face. Today had not been a good day. First he had been swamped with work to get done by Friday's deadline, and then he found out Ginny had been pregnant.

He didn't know what to do about the situation with Ginny. He wanted, no needed her back. But no matter what he did to get her to see that he was sorry and that he loved her, she wouldn't forgive him. Not only was it frustrating, but it was getting pointless to him as well. What was the point of trying to show Ginny how much he loved her if she wasn't going to believe him?

He made his way to the study where he knew his mother was going to be. And sure enough, she was sitting on the big leather couch drinking a cup of tea.

Draco stopped at the door and watched his mother. She was so strong and always knew what to do. She was his saving grace and he was thankful for her. He wished he could be as strong as her. Oh and only Merlin knew how much he wanted to make her proud.

He walked into the study and gracefully took the seat next to his mother. "Hello Mum."

Mrs. Malfoy jumped around. Her hand was to her rapidly beating heart, trying to slow it down. "Draco darling, don't do that to me," she said, still jumpy.

Draco smirked. "Sorry," he said then kissed her cheek. "How are you?"

Mrs. Malfoy nodded. "I'm fine, how are you?" Draco just nodded. "She still won't listen?" she asked regretfully. Again Draco just nodded.

Mrs. Malfoy sighed. She knew how much her son wanted and needed Ginny back. The last time he was here, he was brought to tears. She had tried to help him, give him ideas on how to show Ginny he loved her, but the girl was stubborn and heartbroken.

Mrs. Malfoy knew how Ginny felt, but she also knew her son. And Draco wasn't someone to lie about his feelings. He was truly sorry and he did love her. And he was just as heartbroken over this as Ginny was.

Mrs. Malfoy patted her son's hand. "It'll all work out in the end, I promise."

"Why can't the end be now?" Draco asked, looking over at his mother. His eyes were empty, just like the way he felt.

Mrs. Malfoy rubbed her son's arm. "I don't know Draco, I don't know." She hugged him close to her, like she did when he was a child, and kissed his head.

Draco put his an arm around his mother and hugged her back. He needed comfort and although he knew it was childish to have his mother cradling him, he didn't care.


It was only after Draco left that Mrs. Malfoy really sat and thought about the situation and how to make it better for both Ginny and Draco. No, she didn't need to make it better; she needed to make it right.

It was only right that Ginny and Draco were together. They were perfect for each other. And you don't need to be a mother to see it.

They had to get back together. It was making them both miserable. Draco had told her how much Ginny had changed now that they weren't together. He told her that she lost her light. She looked empty.

And boy was Draco just like her. Every time Mrs. Malfoy looked her son in the eye, she found nothing in them. There wasn't any more emotion. There wasn't anymore shine and spark.

Mrs. Malfoy had to do something. She had to tell Ginny just how much Draco was lost without her in his life. She stood up and walked to her desk. She pulled out a quill and parchment and started writing vigorously.


A loud tapping noise woke Ginny up late that night. Ginny pushed herself up onto her elbows and rubbed her eyes. She looked at the clock on her nightstand, reading the time to be twelve o'clock. She sighed and looked in the direction the tapping, which was becoming increasingly annoying.

At her bedroom window was a deep brown owl pecking his beak on the glass windowpane. The bird had to be the most beautiful brown owl Ginny had ever seen. Most of the brown owl's color looked washed out but this owl's color was deep and rich.

Realizing the owl was still tapping at her window and there was a note attached to it's leg, Ginny pushed herself out of bed. Her feet hit the cold floor, sending a shiver up her spine, and she stood up and walked to the window. The owl flew in and perched itself on the chair in the room the moment Ginny opened the window.

Ginny yawned and rubbed her eyes once more before untying the note from the owl's leg. She went to her nightstand and pulled out some bread from a bag to give to the owl. The owl took it and left through the open window.

Ginny watched the bird leave then closing the window. She walked back to the chair and sat down on it with her feet under her. She reached up and turned the light on then unrolled the letter.

Dearest Ginevra,

I apologize in advance for this letter arriving to you so late at night, but I feel that the things I have to say are important.

Now I know I don't know exactly what happened, but I do know that Draco is hurting. He loves you and misses you. He's been to the manor twice and looks lost. His eyes show no more emotion anymore and have lost their spark. He isn't the same person. He was brought to tears to tears when he told me that you two weren't together anymore.

Now I know you're hurting as well. I know that you were in love with him just as much as he was in love with you. And yes, what Draco did was wrong, but you must understand that it meant nothing to him.

He was jealous and I know that isn't an acceptable excuse but it's the only one he has. He hates himself for making you hurt and for making you lose all your trust in him. He needs you and misses you with everything. You mean the world to him and now that world has fallen apart to nothing.

I know this letter sounds prejudice because I am Draco's mother, but believe me I know how you feel. I know you lost your world as well because I saw the way you looked at my son when you two were together. I know he broke your trust, and hurt you the worst way he could.

But I don't want to see two people who are meant to be, not be together. You and my son are meant to be together! You have this chemistry and this vibe that just screams soul mates. I saw the looks you gave each other. It was the way of saying, "I love you" without really saying it; a way to keep it to only yourselves.

Now I'm not asking you to you take Draco back tomorrow and marry him next week. I'm just asking you to forgive him and take him back into your life, even as just a friend. Then in time, when you have healed, maybe you will take him back. And I promise you that Draco will wait forever. He loves you with his whole heart.

Just think about it. That's all I ask.

My Love Always,

Narcissa Malfoy.

Ginny finished the letter with one silent and lonely tear falling down her cheek. She put the letter on her lap and stared down at it. She thought about what Draco's mother had written to her.How Draco still loved her and how he would wait forever. She knew that was all true there wasn't a doubt in her mind that it was false. But her head was being stubborn and wouldn't let her forget what happened. She woke up at night in a cold sweat because of nightmares she had of that night.

But her heart ached for him. When she saw him her heart contracted with love and need. She needed his arms around her protecting her and making her feel safe. She ached for his kisses, his touches, his words, and the way he would pull her closer to him while her was sleeping.

She longed for those nights when they just lay next to each other, her in his arms, and talked or just sat in silence. It was those moments she missed the most.

Thinking of the things she missed made her think of why she was making herself, as well as Draco, miserable. Why was she making herself hurt and long for something she could have? Why couldn't she just follow her heart?

She loved Draco, that was a given. She was scared of getting hurt again. She hated making the same mistake over and over and this mistake left bruises on her heart. But she loved him and missed him so much.

She sighed and picked the letter back up. She read it once more then got up and crawled back in bed. Once settled in bed she read the letter a third time. She sighed and put the letter on her nightstand. She had to talk to Draco.


Unfortunately it was very late by the time she had the chance to talk to Draco. Since she was up late the night before, she slept through the alarm. She got into work by her lunch break and had been working non-stop since then. Her deadline was tonight and she still had so much to do.

Luna came in about an hour before it was time to leave and asked her if the fashion section was ready. Ginny shook her head and asked if she could have a few more hours. Luna went and checked with Draco then came back and told her she had until whenever she finished tonight.

"We can send it in for publishing at anytime. Take however long you need tonight. Draco's working late as well, so just bring it to him when you're finished," she told her.

Ginny thanked Luna and went back to work.

She was nervous now. She was nervous because when she went and dropped off her work she would have to talk to Draco and there would be no way out of it. Yes she did need to talk to him, but she still didn't know what to say to him.

About three hours later she finished everything. She printed it and put it all together. Now all that needed to be done was give it to Draco so he could put it with everything else and send it to publishing.

That seemed to be the hardest part.

Ginny took a deep breath and stood from her desk chair. Then she headed over to Draco's office. She had major nervous butterflies in her stomach.

It's funny how only a week ago those butterflies were there because Ginny was happy to see him. Now they were there because she didn't want to see him.

Ginny took another deep breath, grabbed the doorknob, and turned it pushing the door open.

She walked into Draco's office and put the papers down on his desk. Draco looked from the papers then to her and nodded before going back to his work.

Draco didn't know what to say now. He tried everything to convince her that he was sorry, that he loved her, and that she meant the world to him and he got nothing back from her. He didn't know what to do anymore, he didn't know what to say to make things right again. He gave up.

Ginny stared down at him trying to find the nerves to try and talk to him about the whole thing. They had talked about it before, but it was hard for her to actually start the conversation. She turned towards the door to leave, but she told herself she had to do it, so she turned around and sat in a chair.

"Um, Draco," she said softly and nervously. "I…um…um…can we talk?" She bit her lip.

Draco stopped typing and looked over at her. Now that she wanted to talk he didn't know what to say.

"Um…" Ginny looked up at Draco then down at her lap. "I just wanted to tell you that I forgive you and I don't hate you, I'm just hurt. And I'm sorry about not telling you about the baby the moment I knew." She stood up and walked to the door. That was all she could think of telling him right now.

"Wait Ginny," Draco said stopping her before she left. "Don't leave." Ginny nodded and turned around. She sat back in the chair. Draco got up and sat in the chair next to her. "I know you're hurt and I hate myself for making you feel like that. And I don't want you to feel bad about not telling me about the baby. You were mad and upset and I didn't deserve to know."

Ginny shook her head. "It doesn't matter, I should have told you." She said. She bit her lip and played with her hands. "And I really do miss you and…" she sniffled as she got chocked up. "…I do want us to be together again, but I'm scared of getting hurt."

Draco moved the chair closer to Ginny and took her hands. "I know you are," he sighed. He held her hands tightly. "And I'm so sorry." He looked down and rubbed her knuckles with his thumbs. He looked up at her and she did the same. "Can we start over?" he asked.

Ginny smiled and nodded a yes. "I'd like that," she said.

Draco smiled and let go of her hands. He straightened up a bit and held out his hand. "Draco Malfoy, owner and editor of Magic Mag." He said a smiling playing at his lips.

Ginny smiled at him. Things were getting back to normal. She took his hand in hers and shook it. "Ginevra Weasley, fashion editor of Magic Mag."

Draco smiled back at her. Ginny's smile widened and she squeezed his hand. Draco pulled Ginny onto his lap by her hand and put his arms around her in a hug. Ginny hugged him back burying her face in his neck.

"I've missed you," she whispered.

Draco held her tighter and kissed the top of her head. "I've missed you too."

Ginny looked up at Draco and cupped his face. She closed the few inches of distance between their lips and kissed him softly. She had been deprived of his invigorating kiss for too long.

Draco, also being deprived of Ginny's kiss, kissed her back softly and slowly. He wanted to savor this kiss.

Mrs. Malfoy was right. Draco and Ginny were soul mates. The light and electricity that came off of the two of them when they were together was something no other couple had. And now that the two were together again, they were finally happy once more.


A/N: There it is! There will be an epilogue and it will be so sweet. I already have the idea in my head it just has to be typed down. I had few questions on how Ginny lost the baby and the answer is she just lost the baby. Sometimes the body rejects a fetus and in Ginny's case, that's what happened.

Just to let everyone know that when this story is over, I will be starting a new one. This one will be much longer than what two previous stories. I'm not exactly sure of the title, but I will be starting it right after I finish this one. The Unexpected, which is the sequel to Say It Through The Music, is under construction. I'm having a hard time writing it so just be patient it may take a while before I actually start posting it.