A/N Wow, thanks for all the great reviews I got for last chapter. There were appreciated. Hope you like this chapter. Remember, review and my lack of owning anything except the plot.
"Malfoy?"
"What are you talking about? Who's 'Malfoy'?"
"You." Ginny said blankly still startled.
"What do you mean?"
"You, you're Malfoy. I can see you."
"Oh Merlin, Gin, you can see. That's great"
"Don't 'Gin' me."
"What do you mean?" questioned Draco.
"What do I mean? How can you ask that? What do you think I mean. I mean why are you here? Is this some plot by Death Eaters? They got my whole family, but they missed one so they sent you to ruin my life! I saw my whole family slaughtered, I go blind for more than a year and now I wake up to discover the head Death Eater's son in my bed. You must make Daddy so proud. Now where's Ladon?"
"I'm, well was, Ladon and I'm not a Death Eater."
"Oh, that's rich. Your father must have paid some good money for these great acting lessons."
Ginny was getting more and more overwhelmed as the conversation continued. She started feeling dizzy and swayed over to a chair so she could sit down.
"Are you okay?" Draco said rising off his spot on the bed to help her.
"Don't get near me. You have done enough."
Startled, Draco slid back into his sitting position.
"Ginny, wait don't interrupt me," Draco said as Ginny moved to correct him, "I'm telling the truth; I'm not a Death Eater and never was. You can check my arms. If you'll just hear me out, I would be able to explain."
"No."
"No what?"
"I don't what you to explain. The only thing I need to understand is that everything I knew in my year of darkness was a lie and you were the liar. I don't what to see you every again. You took advantage of me because I couldn't see you. Well, now you gotten what you want; you got in my bed which is all you wanted anyway, right? Just leave, you would have been doing that anyway. I'm sorry if I have ruined your plans; it must be very disappointing that my sight has come back. Go."
"No, Gin, I'm not going to leave, don't want to and wouldn't have even if you couldn't see. You didn't ruin anything since there was nothing. Please let me speak."
"No, just go, I don't want to see you ever again."
"Gin..."
"No, could you please just leave me in peace." Ginny said turning to look out the window at the sun's beams piercing through the clouds.
"Please just go."
"Fine. I'm really sorry you feel this way, Ginny." Draco said turning around in the doorway, "but I'm not sorry for the last year. Goodbye. I still love you."
He turned and walked out. Ginny didn't say a word and soon heard the front door close. She rose from her spot and stumbled over to her bed and laid down and squeezed Draco's pillow to her chest, still reveling in his scent no matter whose she wanted believe it was.
2 weeks later
After the episode with Draco, Ginny hadn't felt up to going to work and the office for fear of meeting up with Draco. She didn't know if Dumbledore was oblivious to whom "Ladon" really was or if he had been on the deal the whole time. She was living like she had been when she became blind- like a hermit.
In the back of Ginny's mind she partly wanted to believe that what Draco said was true, but having had been drilled her whole life that the Malfoys were her enemies; she pushed it towards the back of her head. She felt that if she believed what Draco told her, she would be shaming her late family. To bring herself some closure, she went to visit the cemetery.
She walked slowly in the freezing cold and gazed down upon the headstones of those who had once graced the Earth. She soon came upon her family members. She was surprised that the headstones seemed to be in perfect condition. Last time when she was here with Ladon-Draco, she had felt weeds and dirt covered the graves. The stones now seemed to be in immaculate condition. The only thing out of place was a brush with a strange reddish mark that seemed to have been used of the stones.
Like the last time, she moved along the graves and spoke to each one individually then as a whole.
"Hey, everyone. A lot had happened again since last time. Well, remember Ladon. He and I were dating, but two weeks ago we broke up. He was over at my apartment and I woke up and I could see. Pretty simple it seems.The medi-witchs did say my eyesight could come back at any time, and I guess it chose then. Well, it seems that Ladon is actually Draco Malfoy. I can just imagine you guys wincing up there. I think he is a Death Eater, but he says he's not, but I don't believe him. I been feeling weird lately, but I guess I'm just missing Draco."
Ginny was shocked at what she just said. In all the moments in her apartment, the thought of missing Draco had never crossed her mind.
'I guess I'm in denial.'
"So I guess I better get going. I haven't been at work 'cause I'm still adjusting, but you guys probably would want me to go back soon, so I'll see. Bye."
Walking back she saw a figure with a shock of silver-blonde hair walking passed a crypt area and passing through the cemetery gates.
'Draco.' Ginny thought numbly.
She slowed her pace considerably so not to confront him. However, once she saw him apparate away, she moved over to the crypt he had been visiting.
She slowly edged up to the large edifice and saw the gothic inscription 'Malfoy'. On large tomb were the names of all the blood Malfoys and their partners. Ginny didn't dare touch it for fear of receiving a strange curse but couldn't resist creeping closer to the monolith. She gazed closely at the inscriptions as she made her way down the list. At the very bottom were the names 'Lucius Malfoy and Narcissa Malfoy'. Lucius' name was overrun with dirt and disrepair, while Narcissa's name had been newly cleaned with special care. Ginny hadn't even heard they had died.
Moving back away from the crypt Ginny let her gazes fall to the shadows the tomb caused.
Near the far corner of the monument underneath Narcissa's name was a strikeningly similar brush to the one found near her family's graves.
'That's odd.'
Carefully picking up the small brush and rolling it around in her fingers, she could tell it was skillfully handmade. Just about to place it back on the ground, Ginny saw an engraved letter in the same color that had flashed in her eye earlier.
On the brush, in engraved bronze was the letter 'M.'
Like it? Hopefully. Thought this was going to be a short one but it turned out longer. Please review, I really enjoyed reading them last time. See you in about a week.