Chapter 10

They say there is only one kind of love, but thousands of imitations…

Brown eyes slowly fluttered open. The vague image of a night table was before her as she rubbed her eyes. Closing them once more, she thought about the struggling task of breathing. In and out, in and out, she coaxed herself, as the person behind her brushed his back against hers. Ginny closed her eyes and sighed. She had figured that if she didn't turn around and acknowledge that some one was indeed lying in bed with her, naked, it wouldn't be true. Unfortunately, the fates did not work that way.

Turning on her side, Ginny stared at her best fried of almost 6 years. He looked so grown up compared to the mousy boy when they had first met. She didn't know whether to smile or cry at this new, rather alarming, development. Yet Ginny pushed those thoughts away as she watched his chest slowly move up and down. The red head closed her eyes once more and breathed in heavily. She was so stupid.

Looking at Colin once more she thought about the pain she was going to put him through. He had told her he loved her, but Ginny did not, and would not, love him for all the money in Gringotts; and he knew it. The soldier just let her eyes rest on his pale, innocent face. Things were going to be extremely different in the morning. Ginny cursed under her breath as she thought of the morning, and the time. Looking over her shoulder, she looked at the clock that read 4:01 am. The red head looked at Colin once more before getting out of bed.

She shivered involuntarily as the cold night air hit her now exposed body. She slowly began searching for her clothes. As the woman searched all over his small quarter, Ginny thought about how she and Colin had gotten this far. How his love for her turned Ginny over into the arms of her love, Draco Malfoy.

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7th year
Valentine's eve

Ginny looked out the window of the horse-less carriages. The trees and grass that went by were all too familiar. A small gray rock was still leaning against a large boulder, as a lone bush swayed with the wind. The girl tried not to cry. Instead, she took in a huge breath and sighed.

"Has it already been a year?" she asked herself. Had it only been 5 hours and 360 days since she last held the one she loved? Was it only 52 weeks ago that he was telling her he loved her during her first encounter with a man? As she looked into the gray sky above, she knew her answer. Yes.

It was at this very moment, Ginny wished she could see her good friend, Draco. If he were here, she would squeeze his hand, and that would be his cue to start talking ill about Harry. He would say something that would either make her angry ("He never really loved you, or any one, Virginia") or something that would make her smile ("I was never sure if he actually was a man. Honestly, who wore their hair like that!") He had given her strength since he showed up at the Burrow. He was always good for a laugh or talk. Yet now that she was back at Hogwarts, it was nearly impossible to have him come. She sighed.

The red head was shaken out of her thoughts as the carriage finally came to a stop. She shifted her eyes to the opening door and peeked out. This had been her first Hogsmead trip since Harry, and she wasn't exactly sure if she was ready to be there. Yet, when a hand presented itself and Ginny looked into the bright eyes of Colin Creevey, she knew it would be ok.

Taking his hand, he began to lead her through the small town, filled with her peers. She smiled at a few and ignored others as the two began walking around. To tell the truth, Ginny actually felt rather wrong about being here with him. When he had first asked her out, the girl had told him she still wasn't over Harry, yet Colin was never one to give up so easy. It had started during November and ended in February when she finally said yes. Yet Ginny told him she wouldn't be with him on Valentines, but the day before, Friday February 13, was ok. That is how she got herself into this mess.

The only high light of being with Colin is that she was out side of her Hogwarts dorm. She had refused to go to anything that was recreational. She didn't go to Quidittch matches, and turned down the Christmas Ball and the New Years party. All those events she stayed in her room, and cried rivers over Harry, who should have been there to take her to all these things. Yet now, with the excitement that was all around her, and the company of a very close friend, she felt…ok…

After a few hours of small smiles, few words, and many shops, the two walked into The Three Broomsticks. He led her to one of the tables in the back and sat her down. She smiled shyly at him as he gave her a huge grin. The red head smiled at him as he self-consciously picked at her pink sweater. He had forgotten his and asked to borrow Ginny's; she happily said yes. She knew Colin was having fun by the way he just kept talking, and stuttering and turning bright red every time their eyes met. The girl could have gone either way; she was and wasn't having fun at the same time. All she knew is that she wanted Draco by her side, because she felt like she was breaking.

By some ill fate, Colin had sat Ginny at the very table where Ginny and Harry had spent their last time in Hogsmead together. She remembered sitting next to him on the other side, so no one would see them so close together. She remembered him looking at her with such adoration, with such love, that she wanted to be with him forever. Ginny had thought to herself then, "I want to spend the rest of my life with Harry." 4 days later, he disappeared.

Ginny kept her eyes glued to the table as Colin ordered. She didn't want a butter beer, she didn't want to be sitting here, and she didn't want to be at Hogwarts. All she wanted was to be at home, talking to Draco.

Draco. She thought curiously. He kept popping into her head the whole time. She didn't know what it was, but the face of Draco kept resurfacing…

"Ginny?" came Colin suddenly. Her sad brown eyes looked up to lock with his blue. She smiled slightly, and he once again gave her a huge grin. "I…that is…I am glad you came here today with me."

"Yea." She replied softly. "Me too." He smiled again.

"Did you…have fun?" he inquired apprehensively. Ginny heard the hope in his voice, so taking a deep breath she nodded.

"Yea, haven't been out in a long time. It was nice to go with you." He began turning red.

"I-I'm glad you said that…" very slowly, Colin reached out and took her hand in between his. She looked at him queerly as he held it firmly. He smiled.

"Gin…"

"Colin." She said, trying to look around for some help, she didn't want him to say what she knew he would. Ginny would only break his heart.

"I…"

"Virginia." The young girl looked up to see the sliver eyes of her friend Draco. Ginny sat there for a few moments in utter disbelief, he was actually here! She gave him a curious look and quickly took her hand out of Colin's.

"Draco?" she breathed. All of a sudden, a sensation she hadn't felt in a long time came on her. She let out her first true grin all year and stood up, taking him in her arms. "I've missed you." the red head whispered to him. He wrapped his strong arms around her in return and took in a deep breath. The two stood like this for a few moments, with an alarmed Colin looking on, before he broke away.

"Can I…" he looked at the other boy with a sneer. "Talk to you?"

"Of course." She said with a smile. "I will be right back Colin." She told him, all the while looking at Draco. He nodded, and with out another word, Ginny followed the silver haired man out the back.

Ginny wrapped her robe around her, a present for Christmas from Draco, as he led her down the cobblestone alley. Their hands tightly clasped together as light snow began to fall. She didn't know whether to be worried or happy. It looked as if he had something urgent to tell her. Maybe something happened to her mum, or he heard something about war. The girl's heart then began to race, maybe it was about Harry…

Finally, the two came to a stop a few feet away from the pub, hidden in one of the darker alley's. She stood in front of him, leaning against the wall, as he looked around. At last Draco looked at her, she looked at him expectantly.

"Draco?" she questioned. He didn't answer, only stared deeply into her brow eyes. She met him with confusion as he gave her intensity. Ginny finally looked down and bit her lip. "Is every thing ok?"

"Ginny." He said softly, she furrowed her brow.

"Ginny?" she inquired, "You never call me Ginny."

He ran a hand through his fine sliver hair and shrugged. "I don't know."

"Know what?"

"How to do this?" Ginny looked up in alarm.

"Do what?" he stepped closer to her. "Is everything ok?"

"No." She bit her lip. "Nothing is ok Ginny."

"Is it my brother? My dad, mum…" she swallowed. "Ha…"

Yet before she could get his name out, Draco was pressing his lips firmly against hers. She went stiff for a total of 2 seconds, before she began to ease into him. He placed his arms around her waist, as she put her own around his neck. Their two bodies touched as their first kiss was shared, in an alley, with the snow of February 13th falling on them. Quickly, Ginny pulled back and looked at him with questioning eyes, he breathed in heavily.

"Draco?" she asked.

"Ginny…" he shook his head. "I couldn't do it. I couldn't just let you go on a date with him."

"How did you know I was going on a date with Colin?"

Malfoy looked down. "I was there when you sent that Letter to Charlie." Ginny had to blink several times before she could believe it, Draco was blushing. "I stole it, and you told him you were going on a date with that Creevey kid." He shrugged. "I only read it 45 minutes ago."

"What does this mean Draco?" she asked slowly.


"It means." He said, brushing the snowflakes from her face. "That I…" he cleared his throat. "That I …um…" the blonde ran another hand though his hair. "very much enjoy the pleasure of your company."

No one knew who was more surprised, Ginny for his odd, but very Draco, declaration. Draco, for actually getting the words out, or at least close to it, the Gods who were relieved it finally happened, or Colin who was watching the whole thing.

Ginny never went back to the Three Broomsticks after Draco had come. She simply spent the rest of the evening with her new love. The two did no more than hold hands and hug each other while the night waned on. There were little words spoken, there was no need for them. Both knew that this new found love that they shared was far different than anything either of them had ever encountered.

It was later that night that Ginny returned to Hogwarts. Draco had dropped her off at the front door, like a true date, and kissed her good night. His kiss was soft and quick on the lips. When she had entered the Hogwarts halls, what she loved most about being with him was that he knew. He knew how far to go, he knew what to say, and he knew how fragile she was at this time. She smiled to herself as she whispered the password to the sleeping portrait. When it opened, and Ginny quietly slipped inside, she thought of her first sleep with out tears.

"Where have you been?" said a voice on the couch, Ginny stopped and tensed her shoulders. "With him I guess?" He stood up and faced her. The young girl felt like a child in front of him, the way he looked down on her.

"I was with Draco, yes." She told him softly, he sighed heavily, and shook his head.

"Why?" he said softly. "Why did you go with him?"

The young red head bit her lip and shrugged. "Because…"

"Do you love him?" he snapped. "Do you?"

"I…"

"I already know." he bit. "I heard what you were talking about…"

"Colin…" she cleared her throat. "How was I supposed to know that Draco would come?" he didn't respond. "Don't let this Incident get in between our friendship, please…"

"This Incident Ginny is going to change our friendship." He looked at her dead in the eye. "I loved you…"

"Colin…"

"And now I don't know what to do with you…" the young girl sniffed.

"You don't have to do anything with me Colin." She sighed and went to him. "Can't we just be friends…"

"Friends…" he snorted. "Even after this…incident…friends will never be enough for me." Throwing her pink sweater on the couch, Colin started up the boy's stairs.

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After putting on her shirt, Ginny looked at Colin for a long time. Lying there, sleeping, with the moon's rays hitting him, he looked so peaceful. He looked like the Colin she knew and loved but lately his eyes had grown dark, and his features turned rough. She walked up to him and took a stray piece of blonde hair out of his face. Ginny froze…when had she done this before…

All of a sudden Ginny was quite aware of what she had just done. She cheated on Draco. Quickly, the young girl took her hand from his forehead, as if it burned her, and held it close to her body. She felt a huge weight fall on her heart in that moment. Draco…Draco…Draco… She covered her mouth and let out a huge cry. She was a traitor, Ginny had just done what Draco did to her…and she felt so lonely.

Ginny slid her hand down her neck and rubbed it when she noticed her necklace was gone. She quickly searched her body and pockets, and when she didn't find it, began to panic. The red head dropped to her knees and began to look on the floor for it. She searched under his bed and under the dresser. She then stood up and searched the dresser, and when she looked at Colin again, she saw it lying in between him and the white sheets. She sighed and picked it up quickly, slipping it over her neck, and feeling much better. Ginny maybe a horrible person, but she still loved Draco with all her might. When Colin began to shift, she knew it was time to go. She made sure she had her wand and with one final look at her best friend, walked out of the door.

The young girl looked above her head and into the sky. It was black, with no stars, just a moon that came in and out from behind the clouds. She stood there, in front of the hospital, hand clutching her ring, looking into the sky. And it was at that very moment did Ginny finally realize she was alone. She had just ruined her friendship with Colin and her relationship with Draco. She closed her eyes and took in some of the crisp night air into her lungs. Ginny shook her head and began walking to her tent.

"So, it's true." Came a sharp voice. "You are gay." Ginny froze.

"C-commander..." she answered softly, she then looked down and began making her way towards her tent.

"What I find funny." Started Draco, who was obviously following her. "Is that you claimed…under Vertiserum, that you weren't gay…when in fact, you've been tossing Creevy's salad."

"Bugger off." she barked at him, Malfoy chuckled.

"Oh, Cache, you don't have ol' Dumbly's protection any more, he's gone away…"

"I wish you would you bullocks eating bastard." She spat at him. The moon moved behind the clouds.

"What the hell did you just say to Me.?" shouted Malfoy, grabbing Ginny's shoulder and turning her around. "I am sorry that I offend your relationship with Creevey, but I don't want you or any of your whoring around at my camp…"

"Last time I checked Malfoy, you were the one whoring around." She yelled. "Yea… you and that fucking slag! You have fun?" Ginny said, eyes blazing as she came towards him. "You fuck her good?"

"Shut up Cache."

"I bet, when you were with her, you were screaming your old girlfriends name." His face went stiff. "Virginia." Ginny whispered.

"Fuck you!" yelled Draco. "I thought I told you…"

"Yea, go fuck that little bint of yours you son of a bitch bastard!" she screamed, pushing his shoulder. "You think any one cares! You think Ginny would care!" He began to breathe heavily. "I bet she was out tonight." The red head grinned evilly. "Screwing some other guy, and you were the last thing on her mind!" All of a sudden, Ginny saw Draco's fist come toward her, but instead of fearing it, she grabbed his mid section, and tackled him to the ground.

The two began to roll around in the grass, throwing ill-aimed punches, and grabbing anything they could. Ginny wasn't panicking one bit; she was letting all the anger she had for Draco come out in these few minutes of wrestling. At this point, they weren't wrestling just for hatred, but reconciliation for everything they had done wrong. The two were still cursing and hitting each other as best as they could. The young woman as growing weak quick, for as she was strong and best in her class, a man's pure strength she was no match for her. When the two quarreling people finally stopped, and Draco had the upper hand, the moon moved out from behind the clouds.

Raising his fist for his first good blow, Draco felt something funny under his hand. He opened his palm a bit, with a panting Ginny underneath him, and looked at her necklace. Ginny watched as his expression went from livid to utter confusion. He took the ring in between his index and thumb and looked at it carefully.

"What?" he whispered. "Where did you get this?" His eyes then found its way to the soldier's face and he died right then. "Ginny?" he said, looking at her though squinted eyes, she didn't say anything, only took in ragged breaths. "Ginny!"

The young woman didn't know what to do. Her whole mind froze as she and Draco looked deep into each other's eyes. She could barely breathe, the intensity of his stare was getting too much for her, and all she wanted to do was cry.

"Ginny." He breathed, as he ran a hand over her face. Ginny could only close her eyes and basked in his touch. Draco, oh how much she missed him, how she lit on fire with his hands on her skin, how his deep silver eyes looked at her with devotion and love. She opened her brown eyes to meet his, and then like a lightening bolt, the adoration was gone, and all that was left was astonishment.

"GINNY!" he yelled loudly. The young woman only had one choice, and in an instant it was made. Ginny quickly flipped Draco over onto his back, and with one last look into his beautiful sliver eyes, gave him a blow to the face that was guaranteed to knock him unconscious.

The red head lay on top of him for a while, letting the crisp night air dry the tears on her face. She softly kissed every inch of Draco's beautiful face, telling a man who she had just knocked out that she loved him more than life itself.

"I am sorry Draco." She told him, as she kissed his palm. "I am so sorry."

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The next morning, Draco woke up with a huge headache. Yet, instead of getting right up, he laid in bed for a few moments. He had the oddest dream. He dreamt that Ginny had lied in bed with him, telling him how much she missed him. His love had kissed him softly and told him how she forgives him for everything he's done, and how she hopes he would do the same. Draco felt as if her kisses were as real as the headache. He sighed and closed his eyes with a groan; he thought he was over the dreams by now.

Finally, Draco stumbled toward his mirror and looked at himself. Squinting, he looked closer, when the hell did he get that bruise. Gingerly, he touched the small purple spot on his face and winced, it was fresh. Draco felt as if he had a hang over, but didn't remember drinking. He huffed; there was something wrong here.

After a quick shower and some pepper up potion from an edgy Creevey, Draco made his way to the mess hall. He entered the tent, looking over at Potter who was engrossed in a letter, and ran into some one.

"Watch out!" he barked, and when he saw the face of that queer little mouse Casey, he felt anger rise in him. "Wanker." He growled. His soldier didn't say anything, only took his tray over to Longbottom and Henderson's table.

The rest of Draco's breakfast didn't go well. All he kept doing was staring at the bloody ass Casey. He was so sick of his face, so sick of his voice, so sick of him just being here, Draco couldn't even enjoy his breakfast (not that there was anything to enjoy). Plus, that whole "I love you " thing from yesterday. Well, Draco didn't want this blundering, little faggot around his camp. So with another disgusted look at Cache, he left the mess hall to have a word with Potter.

"I'm done with him." started Draco as soon as he entered Potter's tent, which was currently looking out his small window. "I want that stupid little piece of shit out of my camp."

"What?" came scar head distractedly, Draco huffed.

"I don't care how it's done, all I want is that Wanker out of here by tonight!" he slammed his fist on the desk. "I bloody hate him." He watched as Potter sighed.

"I can't do that." Draco growled.

"And why not! I will go over your head Potter if you don't do this."

"No, I mean I can't do that." His green eyes met Draco's silver ones, they were filled with fear.

"Potter…"

"I got the letter just now." he responded, holding up a piece of parchment. "That why Dumbledore left last night." Potter sighed and threw the letter on the table.

"What's going on?"

"It's our orders." He told him. "Malfoy, we go to war tomorrow."

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a/n: well, that is chappy 10! I hoped you guys enjoyed it! I know I did! sorry for the wait!

And oh…man oh man…I cannot WAIT till chappy 11! Omg! OMG! Hehe… you guys will LOVE It…

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Next Chapter:

Orders in War

Training put to Use

Saving a life
And…
Captures

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