A/N: Sorry its so short, more soon i promise

Lucy Saints Thankyou for being so nice and reviewing me, Sorry if I worried u, but all is revealed in this chapter, hope u enjoy it, cos I'm dedicating it to u.

Zuvalupa Always the wonderful reviewer Thanks.

Addicted-to-fiction, relax Eva, all will be ok, just breathe, lol.

Ashen well, seeing as you asked so nicely……

Disclaimer: I don't own the Harry Potter characters, I just borrow.

The blurry figure above her stood hard and still, Ginny blinked the tears from her eyes until the room was clear enough to see.

"Draco?" His face was hard and he didn't speak. "Lumos" she uttered quickly and the room illuminated from her wand.

The expression on Draco's face was beyond words, his eyes were wide and his mouth was slacked open. His eyes, usually staring at her with love and warmth were staring into nothing, his hair fell flat in some places and stood at odd angles in others. Single blonde strands stuck to his forehead and were clung together with blood on his head where his father had thrown him into the wooden cupboard doors.

Ginny's eyes fell down to his right hand, his right hand that was glistening crimson in her wand light and dripping with a thick red liquid. He held a knife in his hand, the same knife Lucius had used to stab her.

Draco suddenly dropped to his knees beside his dead father; a pool of red liquid swelled from under him and ran across the floor toward the door.

Ginny put her arms around him and pulled him close, he was still for a moment but then his shoulders began to shudder uncontrollably, Ginny felt the unmistakeable warm, damp tears on her shoulder.

She sat in Dumbledore's office some time later, on one of the chairs in front of his grand wooden desk, Draco sat beside her, holding her hand. Neither of them said anything, Draco's hand squeezed Ginny's, searching for comfort. His face looked so forlorn, his heart appeared broken.

Never had she seen him like this, only ever had he shown emotion when furiously attacking Ron or Harry, or the softest glint in his eye when he told her he loved her.

Now she could see that he wasn't the cold, heartless boy everybody thought he was, his taunts to Harry, Hermione and Ron were forgotten and with each tick of the clock, each second of penetrating silence, he squeezed her hand a bit tighter.

When they heard Dumbledore enter the room, neither of them knew what to think, were they about to get into real trouble?

"Miss Weasley" Dumbledore greeted with a nod "Mr Malfoy" He said in a softer tone. "I have no doubt in my mind that the events that occurred in the astronomy tower tonight are such that you would like to forget, but we really must clear a few things up, would one of you care to tell me what exactly happened? Miss Weas…"

"He hit her." Draco barely whispered.

"Im sorry Mr Malfoy what was that?"

"My father" Draco's voice shook at his mention "He hurt Ginny, he hurt me enough, I would never let him hurt her again. He was going to kill her."

"What is he talking about miss Weasley?"

Ginny closed her eyes in thought for a moment before standing. She pulled her hair up so that her neck was visible, covered in bruises from Lucius' hands; Dumbledore gasped "He did this to you? Lucius Malfoy?"

"That's not all headmaster." Dumbledore furrowed his brow and became slack jawed as Ginny peeled her shirt from her body so that he could see her wounds. She had done flimsy bandaging around her stomach for the stab wound, but Lucius had opened it again earlier so it was drenched in blood, she turned, revealing the cuts and bruising on her back, and the cuts on her face were now clearly visible as well. She glanced down to see Draco staring in agony at her stomach, so she pulled her shirt back down and sat.

After that Dumbledore dismissed them, Lucius' murder was claimed self-defence and Draco and Ginny were allowed to go. As Ginny walked out of his office after Draco, she heard whispers and peeked quietly around the corner.

"How are you Draco?" Came a deep voice, unrecognisable by its kindness had Ginny not seen who was speaking.

"That bastard, he knew…. he knew that I…" Draco was red with fury and he breathed heavily as he began crying again, Snape pulled Draco to him. It was now that Ginny saw something that no one else had. The way Snape was caring for Draco, his eyes closed in silent mourning, not for Lucius, but for Draco. Ginny knew that Draco had not lost his father that night.

A/N: well, how was that, how funny, this was originally gonna be a one shot, but now I've gotta keep going, if u have any suggestions or anything for the next chapter, feel free to let me know thanks for reading, Review???