Ginny entered Draco's flat around lunchtime. He was in his study writing something when she came in. His eyes went up to her and he smiled. "Didn't expect you until dinner."
She nodded. "I have to talk to you."
He nodded. Getting up he leaned on his desk his arms crossed. "Something bad isn't it?"
Ginny closed her eyes. "I'm sorry," she whispered. "I lied to you."
"When?" He spat and Ginny's lip quivered.
Opening her eyes she took a deep breath and looked him in the eye. "When I said 'I love you'."
Draco nodded, his mask placed on once again. "Any more great news?" He said sarcastically.
"I can't be with you anymore," she said softly.
"Potter isn't it?" He drawled with a bitter tone. Her head hung. "Are you a fool or are you blind?" He asked, "Potter's getting married!"
"Maybe I'm both," she said. "But I can't go on lying to you!"
He kicked the chair in front of him making Ginny stiffen. "Damn it," he said his voice cracking. "Leave," he said, "just go."
Ginny turned and open the door, "I'm sorry," she whispered before leaving the door and Apparating.
Ginny stumbled as she fell on the floor of the Weasley house. Empty, she thought, everyone's gone. Pulling her knees together Ginny cried, her sobs slowly reaching to the top of the house. In which Harry Potter woke up too.
Rubbing his face Harry walked down the stairs. The sobs stopped and he peered into the living room. "Ginny," he said softly. She sniffed as her pout deepened.
He walked over and sat down next to her on the ground. "What happened?"
"I- I broke up with D- Draco," she said as tears started again.
Harry took her in his arms. "Why? I mean I thought you both were happy and all."
She trembled. "I just- I just-"
"Shh," Harry said rubbing her arms. "You don't have to tell me if you don't need to."
She cried even harder. All Harry felt he could do was comfort her by holding her. He wanted to say comforting words like Ron would do for Hermione but he couldn't manage a single one. Once Ginny's sobs subsided she pulled away looking shy.
"Sorry," she said sheepishly. "I know how you hate to be around crying girls."
Harry shrugged. "You alright?" He asked softly, a hand still on her shoulder.
She nodded wiping her face. "I need to take a shower." She mumbled getting up.
Harry watched her walk off, a feeling in his heart confusing him more and more.
An hour later Ginny was sleeping in her bedroom while Harry sat in the kitchen, stirring a cup of tea. He breathed it in. He hoped it would help clear his emotions. Sighing, he took a sip from it. Everyone had gone food shopping or went to visit family.
Finishing his tea he placed it in the sink and heard someone come through the fireplace. Heading into the living room he felt someone hit him in the jaw making him stumble back onto the wall. He blinked holding his jaw and it registered who hit him.
"What the hell are you doing, Malfoy?"
"Potter," Malfoy spat bitterly. He brought out his wand and aimed it at his throat. "I'll kill you," he hissed.
"First tell me what the bloody hell you want!" Harry said as the wand pressed into his throat.
"It's your fault," Malfoy said.
"What did I do?" Harry yelled.
Ginny woke from the yells and registered both the voices. Grabbing her wand she walked down the stairs in the hurry. "Draco!" She shouted as his hand was clamped around Harry's neck and the other hand raised and ready to hit Harry.
Draco looked at her and his eyes softened. He looked back at Harry and let go reluctantly. Harry gasped for breath. Hurrying over she placed a hand on Harry's back and rubbed it hoping to sooth his coughs. "What are you doing?" She asked softly looking up at Draco.
"Tell him the truth, Ginny," he said bitterly. "If you won't tell me the truth then tell him."
"Draco-"
She was cut off with him Apparating away. She sighed and looked over at Harry. "Sit down, alright?" She asked and he nodded. His coughs still came. "I'll grab some water."
When she came back Harry drank the water and Ginny healed his cut lip with her wand. Harry placed down the water and only a few coughs came once in a while. Harry turned to Ginny who stopped rubbing his back. "What was he talking about?" Harry asked.
Ginny shook her head. "Nothing-"
"Don't lie," he said firmly, "I want to know."
Ginny lowered her head. "I suppose I have to tell you."