Ginny gingerly pulled her eyes open. 'Bad idea', she immediately thought as the pain came crashing back. Opening her eyes more, she took in her surroundings. Her brother Bill was crashed in the chair next to her bed, and her father was in the chair next to a bed that held her mother. She also noticed that Adam and Professor Snape were also sleeping in chairs next to another bed, a bed that held the most beautiful thing Ginny had ever seen, Draco. The only thing wrong with the picture was that he was crying. Why was he crying? Noticing the sunlight streaming through the window, she estimated that it was early morning. She turned back to Draco's bed, "Draco," she whispered, watching his head shoot up.

Draco heard her call his name, and jerked his head up, turning towards her. Even with the cuts and bruises that covered her, she was still beautiful to him. Just being able to look into her eyes again was enough for him. He was out of bed in a second and kneeling by her bedside, her hand clasped in his, the tears coming anew. "Oh, Gods, Gin," he whispered, "I thought I had lost you. I'm so sorry. It's all my fault. I'm sorry, please forgive me. I love you so much."

"Draco," she whispered, stroking his cheek with her free hand, "don't you ever apologize to me for this again. Do you understand? This was not your fault. Please, I'm begging you, don't blame yourself," she said, and winced.

Draco noticed this, "Gods, your in pain. I'll get Madam Pomfrey."

"I'll do it," a voice said from behind them. Turning, Draco was surprised to see Ron standing there, a unique expression on his face. He walked quickly off and returned moments later with Madam Pomfrey. Draco moved out of her way after kissing Ginny on the forehead, "I love you," he whispered.

"I love you," she whispered back. Draco smiled and turned to Ron, a wary expression on his face. He decided to take the first step, "I know that you don't accept me, Ron, and I don't expect you to become my friend, but I'll settle for not being enemies anymore," he said.

Ron still had that unique look on his face, "you know, I thought about what you said yesterday about me putting Hermione in danger, and I realized that you do love my sister, just as much as I love Hermione. There is a lot of bad blood between us, but one day, I do hope to be friends. I heard you just then, too, and no one can fake emotions that well. You really do love her, don't you?"

Draco nodded, "with everything that I am."

Ron stuck out his hand, "then I can accept you. Just don't hurt her, whatever you do."

Draco shook Ron's hand, "I won't."

Ginny was watching them from her bed, and Draco and Ron noticed that she had tears in her eyes. "Gin, what's wrong?" Draco asked.

Ginny shook her head, "I'm just so happy. Thank you, Ron, for accepting my choice. How did everyone else take it?"

"We're all going to try, ok," Ron said.

"That's good enough for me," Ginny said, then looked over at her mother, "How's mum?" she asked.

"Madam Pomfrey says that she should be just fine, once she wakes up. She said that mum would probably be out longer than you because they kept you awake. She should wake up sometime today or tomorrow," Ron said.

Ginny nodded. Draco walked to her side and sat on her bed by her, "Gin, are you ok?" he asked.

Ginny felt the tears come again, "I was so scared, Draco. His eyes, they're just like yours, only yours have warmth, and his are cold," she said, sitting up and hugging him tightly.

He hugged her just as fiercely, and again cursed his father's name. "I'm so sorry, Gin, but he's gone now. He won't be able to ruin any more lives. You won't have to worry about him any more," he said, as Charlie, Percy, and the twins came into the hospital room. The twins rushed to Ginny, while Charlie and Percy tackled the chore of getting Bill and their father into a decent bed.

"Hey, Gin, how you feeling," Fred asked, and Ginny noticed that George was looking at them strangely.

"I'm fine Fred," she said, and turned to George, "What's wrong, George," she asked.

"It's a bit sudden, is all. I'll get used to it. Besides now we have a new guinea pig," he said, suddenly smiling.

Ginny laughed, and turned to Draco, "never eat anything they give you."

George frowned, "Aw, Ginny, you ruined it," he said, playfully.

Draco kissed Ginny's forehead, "I'll be right back," he said, as Kit, Hermione, and Harry came through the door. Kit knelt by Adam's chair and gently shook him, "Adam, sweetie, wake up. I'm putting you in a decent bed," she said, as she led him, still groggy, towards the hall.

"Kit," Draco said, and walked up to her. He hugged her tightly, "Thank you, thank you so much," he said.

"You're welcome, Draco. Will you get dad out of there, please. He needs to be in a bed, not a chair," she said.

He smiled, "that was my next order of business," he said, walked over to Professor Snape's chair, and shook him awake, "Come on, Sir, wake up," he said.

Professor Snape groggily opened his eyes, "What is it Draco," he said, then realized who he was talking to, and his eyes shot open, "Are you ok?" he asked.

Draco grinned, "I'm going to be just fine. I have a beautiful girl who loves me and even better her family doesn't hate me. It will take time to grieve for mum, but I'll be ok," he said, and helped Snape to his feet. "Come on, I am under strict orders from a very beautiful brunette to put you to bed."

"I'll be fine," Snape muttered.

"Now, are you really contradicting a lady. You know she'll only force you. Better to come nicely," Draco kidded as he led Snape down the hallway. After walking a few moments in silence, Draco spoke up, "Sir, I'd really like to thank you. You've always been there for me, even when I was too ungrateful and egotistical to appreciate it," he said.

"You've put up with me, also, Draco. But, you're welcome. I'll see you later," Snape said, and walked into his room.

Draco smiled and walked back to the hospital wing. He knew something was wrong when he saw Adam running down the hall towards him.

"Draco," Adam said, when he had caught up with him, "come quickly. Something's wrong with Ginny."

Draco took off running, Adam just behind him. Walking in the door, he noticed that all of the Weasley's were crowded on one side of Ginny's bed, but he could still clearly see her, and was struck at how pale she looked. Everyone standing around her looked dejected. He turned to Madam Pomfrey, tears glistening in his eyes, "What's wrong with her?" he asked.

It was Dumbledore who answered, and Draco had not even noticed he was there. "Miss Weasley's injuries are far worse than we originally thought. We will be moving her to St. Mungo's in a few minutes. She has to have surgery. Madam Pomfrey has discovered some internal bleeding, and there is not a potion or spell that can cure it. The healers at St. Mungo's are able to heal things both the wizard way and the muggle way, and I'm afraid the muggle way is the only way to fix this particular ailment," Dumbledore explained, speaking so only Draco would hear.

"But she'll be alright, right?" Draco asked, fearing the answer.

"We hope so, Mr. Malfoy, but we fear it might be too late. Internal bleeding is something that has to be caught early or it can kill the patient," Dumbledore said.

His whole world was crashing around him, and he was powerless to stop it, "Can I go with her," he asked, daring them to tell him no.

Dumbledore sighed, "While I do not think it wise, I will agree. Besides, she requested your presence."

Draco nodded, and walked over to where Ginny laid on the bed. Kneeling beside her, he took her hand in his, "Hey you," he said, and noticed that her family moved to Mrs. Weasley's bed to give them a little privacy. They really were trying, he was surprised.

She looked at him, knowing that this was breaking his heart. She intertwined his fingers with hers, "You'll see, Draco, I'll be fine," she said, with as much enthusiasm as she could muster.

"Right you will, Gin," he replied, giving her a watery smile, "you have to be. Without you, I couldn't go on."

She returned his smile, "No matter what happens to me, promise me that you won't do anything stupid," she said.

Draco looked down at their hands, still intertwined. How could she read his mind so well? How did she know what he was thinking? She lifted his chin with her free hand, "Promise me, Draco," she said.

He looked at her dejectedly, "I can't, Gin. I'm sorry, I can't. I wish I could, but I really can't, because I don't know what I would do if that were to happen. I prefer not to think about it. You're going to be fine, and that's all there is to it," he said.

"No, Draco, listen to me. Please," she pleaded, "If that were to happen, I want you to move on. I just ask that you don't forget me. I don't want to die knowing that I caused your death," she said.

"And I don't want to live knowing that I caused yours."

"But you didn't."

"If we hadn't been dating, this would not have happened. I knew that I needed to protect you, but I was too selfish to break it off. I wanted you with me, I needed you, and now look where it's gotten you," he said, and looked into her eyes, "I know you don't blame me, Gin, and that means the world to me, but that doesn't mean that I don't blame myself."

"Draco, you couldn't have gotten rid of me anyways. I fell in love with you. Maybe it wasn't on our lists of things to do, but would you really give us up," she said.

"If it meant that you wouldn't have to be in this bed, yes. Ginny, ever since I fell in love with you, I have been fighting this inner battle with myself. Now I realize that the wrong side won. However, we can talk about this later," he said, noticing that Dumbledore was approaching them.

"Mr. Malfoy, Miss Weasley, it is time," he said, Mr. Weasley with him. Dumbledore turned to everyone else, "We will send word. Send us word if Molly wakes up," he said, holding up a book. They all grabbed hold and were immediately transported to St. Mungo's.