A/N: I couldn't sleep a wink last night! I wanted to type so bad, but I couldn't. The computer is in my mother's room, so I can't type after ten. Which is unfair. Anyway. Like I said, I couldn't sleep a wink last night, but I'm not complaining. I did some writing on paper, and wrote something that made be feel so happy. So I stared today with a light heart!

Disclaimer: Nope, not mine. Wish it was though.

The three stood frozen to the spot. Draco and Harry looking at Ginny, and Ginny stared at Draco's mutilated arm. She took three steps backwards, then turned and ran. Draco and Harry looked at each other.

" You finish washing your arm," Harry said handing him the bar of soap he had found. " I'll go after Ginny." Draco nodded.

" Okay," Draco said as he took the soap from Harry. Draco watched him run from the room, turning to follow Ginny. He sighed and looked down at the bar of soap. " I better get started."

Harry ran into the kitchen, Mrs. Weasley was washing some dishes, and listening to her radio. She turned and looked at Harry when he came in.

" Hello Mrs. Weasley," Harry said, smiling politely. " Did Ginny come through here?"

" Yes," Mrs. Weasley said. " She just went outside. She looked very upset, is something wrong?"

" Oh no," Harry said walking to the door. " Nothing's wrong. Everything is fine. Thank you Mrs. Weasley." Harry opened the door, and left the house quickly. He spotted Ginny standing by a tree. He walked over to her. " Ginny?"

" Harry," Ginny said turning to face him. " Oh my god, Harry. I never knew." Harry sighed.

" Trust me Gin," Harry said sitting down. " There is a lot about Draco that you don't know." Ginny sat down next to Harry. He sighed again. Things had gotten a lot weirder since he found Draco at the play park.

" Do you know why," Ginny asked quietly. Harry looked up at the tree branches above him. He couldn't tell her the truth. He promised Draco he wouldn't.

" No," Harry lied, looking back at Ginny. " All I know is last night, during dinner, he just snapped. I don't know why. Listen Ginny. You can't tell any one about this. The only people who know about Draco's arm are you, the Durley's, me, and Draco, of course. So promise you won't tell."

" I promise," Ginny said with a smile. " I won't tell any one." Harry smiled back at her, and stood up.

" That's good to hear," Harry said. He held out a hand. Ginny grabbed it and stood up just as Draco walked over to the two.

" Hey Harry," Draco said. " I washed my arm, but you ran off with the gauze, so I couldn't bandage it. Hello." Draco added to Ginny.

" Hello," Ginny said. " Don't worry. I won't tell a soul about your arm. You can trust me...Draco." Ginny smiled at him before running back to the house.

" Did she just call me by my first name," Draco asked. Harry nodded. " Good, then I wasn't hallucinating...again." Harry's eyes snapped to Draco. " I was just kidding Harry. Um...You didn't tell her about, you know...my..."

" No," Harry said cutting him off. " I promised you I wouldn't tell any one about that, and I intend to keep my promise. Now roll up your sleeve so I can bandage up your arm."

" Okay," Draco said, starting to roll up his sleeve, then he stopped. " Maybe we should do this in Ron's room so no one sees. I mean, worse come to worse Ron will see, but maybe he'll start being nicer to me if he does."

" Maybe," Harry said thoughtfully. " Okay. You're right. If Ron sees he might just be nicer to you. That'll be a good thing." Draco smiled.

The two boys went back in the house, and back up to Ron's room. As they passed Fred and George's room, they saw that the twins were entertaining company; Ron. Harry and Draco stopped to wave at the twins who promptly put their fingers together to make a cross, and held them before them. Harry and Draco looked at each other, and began laughing.

They walked the rest of the way up to Ron's room. Draco sat down on the cot, and pulled his sleeve up. Harry pushed his trunk back under his own cot, and sat down sighing.

" We're lucky," Harry said as he began to unravel the gauze. " Had some one else walked into the bathroom instead of Ginny we might not have gotten off as easily as we did."

At that moment Ron walked in. Harry and Draco looked up, and Ron stared at Draco's arm. His mouth opened, and he stepped backward. He began to walk backward. He reached the step, and stepped back again, however, there was no more landing to walk on, and Ron cried out as he began to tumble backward.

" Ron," Harry yelled. He stood up, and dashed out of the room, Draco following quickly after him. They ran after Ron, who was still rolling down the stairs. Fred and George came out of their room to investigate the noise they had heard. Ron tumbled right into George, who fell to the ground.

Luckily there was a landing where the twins room was. George sat up, and looked down at Ron, who was unconscious. Then up at Harry and Draco. Then his eyes wondered to Draco's arm.

" Mum," George yelled. " Mum! You better get up here!" Soon the entire Weasley family, along with Hermione, came running to the scene.

Draco quickly pulled his sleeve down to cover his arm, but not before Hermione saw it. She opened her mouth, but her attention was quickly drawn away.

" Ron," Mrs. Weasley screamed. She ran up to him, and picked him up.

" Oh Ron. We need to get him to St. Mungoes straight away. George you can explain what happened when I return."

" But mum," George began to say. He stood up, but Mrs. Weasley stopped him before he could say more.

" Not now George," Mrs. Weasley said. " I'm sure Ron will be fine, there's no need for you to come with." Mrs. Weasley quickly walked down the stairs, Mr. Weasley followed behind. George turned to face Harry and Draco.

" Did you push him," George asked acussingly. Draco quickly shook his head vigorously.

" Why would I do that," Harry asked in disbelief. " And Draco didn't do it. I would know."

" How do we know that you're not just covering for him," Fred asked. " It's like Ron said, no one can change that fast, and this looks like something the 'old' Malfoy might do."

" He didn't do it," Harry yelled. " Ron walked in and he..." Harry stopped. Fred, George, and Hermione were all looking at him.

" And he what," Hermione asked. Harry looked at them all. " Harry, I think you owe us all and explanation." Harry sighed.

" I...," Harry began. He looked at Draco, knowing that he didn't want them all to know about it. " I..."

" He saw this," Draco said. He pulled his sleeve up revealing his left arm.

" He was surprised, and he started walking backward, then he reached the stairs, and...he fall. That's exactly what happened, I swear." Hermione, Fred, and George all stared at him. Well, more at his arm then him. Draco turned and walked up the stairs. Ginny looked at Harry.

" I'll go talk to him," Ginny said. Harry nodded, and sat down. The others still looking at him. Ginny walked up the stairs, and knocked on her brother's door.

" Please go away," Came Draco's voice. Ginny opened the door and walked in, Draco was sitting on the floor in the corner hugging his knees. " I said go away."

" I know," Ginny said. She walked over to him and sat next to him. " Don't worry about it Draco. All you have to do is give them time to accept you."

" I don't care," Draco said turning away from her. " What does it matter if they accept me?" Ginny looked at him. " I don't care."

" Yes you do," Ginny said. " I can tell that it matter to you a lot. You really do want them to accept you."

" Have you accepted me," Draco asked. " Well, Weasley?" Ginny looked at him, and frowned.

" I have a name you know," Ginny said. " It's Ginny." Draco turned his head to look at her, and smiled.

" Okay Ginny," Draco said. " You know, you didn't answer my question. So, do you accept me?"

" Yeah," Ginny said. It was weirder than she thought it would be to hear Draco say her name. " Hey Draco, I have a question for you."

" What is it," Draco asked stretching his legs out, and looking at her with interest. Ginny looked at him and saw that he was smiling at her, then she looked down at the floor.

" I was wondering," Ginny said still looking at the floor. " Um, do you...do you have the Dark Mark?" Draco looked at her, him smile was gone. He pulled his knees up to his chest again, and looked at the floor as well. For a moment all was silent.

" Maybe," Draco finally said, breaking the silence between them. He went quiet for a moment, then spoke again. " You know, when you're with the Dark Lord you can do what ever you want, for a price. All you have to do is swear your allegiance to him. Once you've done that you...'get the gift' of the three Unforgivable curse, I guess you could say. You can kill whoever you want with the Avada Kedavera. You can force people to do your every whim with the Imperious. Of course, no one can forget the Curious. With that you can have a power over people the Imperious can't give you. You control whether they feel pain or not." Draco's eyes softened, and a sad smile appeared on his face. " You can make them twitch in agony. Their screams are like the sweet melody of a song, and you control it. It sounds like a pretty sweet deal, don't you think? But no, I didn't take the Dark Lord up on it, so I don't have his mark burned into my skin. Yet, after all the shit my father put me through I got another mark, a darker mark. It's etched into my very soul. So, when you ask me if I have 'the Dark Mark' The only answer I can give you is maybe, because I really don't know." Draco waited for Ginny to respond, but all he heard was a strange noise coming from her. He looked over at her, and saw she was crying.

" Huh? What's wrong?"

" That's was so beautiful," Ginny said looking up at him. " But it was so sad, it's not fair that you can say something so horribly sad. It's not right, just look at you. You're not even crying. It's not fair." Ginny began to cry into his shoulder. Draco was so confused, all he could do was pat her back in attempt to comfort her.

" Ginny," Draco said looking down at her red hair. " Listen Ginny. I can say that and not cry, because it's the truth. And it's been the truth for so long I just...got used to it."

" What did he do to you," Ginny asked looking up at him, tears in her eyes.

" What could he have done to you to inspire you to say all of that, and how could he have done it so many times?"

" Wh-what are you talking about," Draco asked, though he knew all too well.

" Who are you talking about?"

" Your father," Ginny said looking confused. " I thought you said that he did a lot of shit to you." Draco sighed.

" Yeah," Draco said, he looked away. He had walked right into that one. " Look Ginny, it's not important what my father did to me. I don't know why he did it." Draco's chin quivered. " I don't know what I did wrong. What could I have done to make him hate me? What did I do wrong?"

" Draco, it's not your fault," Ginny said. " You didn't do anything wrong. I don't know why your father did all the stuff he did to you, but I can tell that it's not your fault, you need to remember that."

" Of course it's my fault," Draco yelled standing up. " Why else would he have hit me Gin? Why else? I had to have done something wrong..." Tears were falling rapidly down his cheeks. Ginny stood up. " That's why parents hit you, isn't it Ginny? Because you did something wrong!" Draco grabbed Ginny's arms. " It's my fault!" Draco put his head on her shoulder. " I wish I had never been born." Ginny hugged Draco, and let him cry into her shoulder. " What did I do wrong?"

" Draco," Ginny said. " You shouldn't wish something horrible like that. If you were never born you wouldn't have know all the people you met."

" Thanks Ginny. That makes me feel so much better," Draco said sarcastically.

" Come on Draco," Ginny said. " You must have met some descent people. You know me and Harry." Draco nodded. " You could do something great with your life. You need to remember. Parents are people too, and people make mistakes."

" You're right Ginny," Draco said. He looked at her, tears were still forming in his eyes. He hugged Ginny back. " Thanks."

" No problem," Ginny said. " Just remember, if you need some one, you know I'm here. You can always talk to me."

" Got it," Draco said letting her go. The door opened behind them. Harry, Hermione, Fred, and George came in.

" We're sorry," Hermione, Fred and George said together. Harry was smiling behind them.

" Draco, are you okay," Hermione asked, as she noticed he had been crying. Harry walked over to him.

" Yeah, are you okay Draco," Harry asked. " They're sorry you know. I talked to them. They really mean it."

" Ginny," George said in a scolding voice. " What did you do to the poor guy?" Fred nodded.

" Yeah Gin," Fred agreed. " He has been pretty mean in the past, but he has changed. Gosh, you didn't have to make him cry." Ginny opened her mouth to explain the situation, but Draco stopped her.

" I'm fine guys," Draco said smiling. " At least, I am now. There's nothing like a good cry, right?" The others looked at each other, then back at Draco.

" Er, Draco," Harry said. " We talked about it, and we all think that your should tell Mr. and Mrs. Weasley about it, unless Ron already said something." Draco nodded, still smiling.

" Your right," Draco said. " I mean, there really is no reason for me not telling them in the first place, it's not like this whole thing is really my fault."

" So who cut your arm then," Fred asked. The smile left Draco's lips, and he looked down at the floor, so they couldn't see his eyes.

" That was my fault," Draco said. Ginny gave him a worried look. Harry tried to see his face.

" We're back," Came Mrs. Weasley's voice from downstairs. Draco walked over to the door.

" You heard," Draco said to the others. " They're back. We can see if Ron's okay." Draco walked out of the room. The others followed. Ginny ran up to him.

" Draco," Ginny asked, concern in her voice. " Are you okay?" Draco turned and smiled at her. It was fake, and Ginny could tell.

" Of course I am," Draco said. " I'm just worried about Ron." Draco looked away from her, and walked ahead.

" How is he," Harry asked as he caught up to Ginny. Ginny shook her head, and turned to Fred.

" It's you fault that he upset," Ginny said to him. Fred opened his mouth to protest, but Ginny walked away, and grabbed Draco's hand, their fingers intertwined. " Come on Draco. Let's go see how Ron is." Ginny pulled Draco after her, he was blushing as he followed her. They all walked into the kitchen. Ron was sitting at the table, and was holding his head. " Hey mum, how's Ron."

Ron looked up, and saw that Ginny was holding Draco's hand. He stood up, and pulled her away from him to the corner.

" What do you think you're doing holding Malfoy's hand," Ron asked. Taking his eyes off his sister for a moment to glare at Draco.

" So you're okay then," Ginny asked with a smile. Ron opened his mouth, but Ginny cover it. " I think we should have a big dinner to celebrate Ron's not getting any serious injury."

" That's a great idea Ginny," Draco said walking over to Ron, and giving him a friendly pat on the back. " I'll help you cook Mrs. Weasley. I have something to tell you anyway."

" Why thank you Draco," Mrs. Weasley said smiling at him. " George, Fred, could you take the tables outside?"

" Okay Mum," The twins said together. They made the tables float, and had them follow behind them outside.

" Harry, Hermione," Mrs. Weasley said. " Could you two set the tables." Harry nodded.

" Sure Mrs. Weasley," Hermione said. They both grabbed a chair, and walked outside. " Hey Ginny, do you want to help?"

" Okay," Ginny said, as she grabbed a chair. She stopped at the door, and turned to Draco. " See you later Draco." Draco waved. " Ron why don't you come outside with us?"

" Sure," Ron said sending Draco a glare of pure hatred before he followed his sister. Draco turned to Mrs. Weasley.

" He hates me," Draco said with a sigh. " He'll never forgive me for what I did in the past." Mrs. Weasley smiled at him.

" Don't you worry Draco, dear," Mrs. Weasley said as she pointed her wand at the cabinet; sending pots and pans flying to sink to fill with water. " He'll come around. He just tends to hold grudges." She sighed. " I think he gets it from his fathers side." Draco laughed. " Is that what you wanted to tell me dear?"

" No," Draco said, he had stopped laughing. " Mr. Weasley told you about my father right?" Mrs. Weasley nodded. " Well, I was eating dinner with Harry and his...I guess you could call them family. I was thinking about my father, and I..." Draco looked down. He pulled his sleeve up and showed her his arm. " I just snapped."

" Oh my," Mrs. Weasley said. " Why didn't you tell me about this earlier?" Draco shrugged.

" I don't know," Draco said. " I guess I couldn't, but after I talked to Ginny...I don't know. What she said, it gave me strength. I hope this doesn't make you think any less of me."

" Of course not," Mrs. Weasley said. " After all the things your father put you through, I'm surprised you don't have a bed in Saint Mungo's next to Mr. and Mrs. Longbottom. You know about them of course." Draco nodded.

" Yes," Draco said. " My father told me about them, he always found the story funny. It's sad really, anyway. That's not important, is there anything I can do to help?"

" Why yes," Mrs. Weasley said, her attention snapping back to dinner. " I need someone to chop these carr-oh. I'm sorry."

" No it's okay, Draco said getting out a knife, and taking the carrots Mrs. Weasley had picked up from her. " I need to get back to doing regular activities. I've let my past rule my life for far too long." Draco spotted a cutting board, and began to cut the carrots. He smiled at Mrs. Weasley, she smiled back.

A/N: Wow! This was my longest chapter yet! At least, I think it was. Oh well. I finally out some Draco/Ginny in this chapter.

N/N: (that stands for Niki's Note by the way....kind of like a sticky note, because it rhymes...) Heehee...I luff the fluff!!! FLOOFYNESS!!! Rachelle rocks, eh? Heehee. And I know her personally. SUCK IT!!! -Ashenputtel