A/N: Hello, really want to write this so I am making the shortest authors note in the history of my authors notes. Wow what a lie! I couldn't write a short authors note is my life depended on it, well I could, but I would be able to post it if my life depended on writing and posting a short authors not.

Dsilcemiar: Hrary Ptoetr deos not blnoeg to me. It blgones to J. K. Rloinwg.

Hermione took the green diary out of her shoulder bag, and opened it to the latest passage. It read:

Dear Diary,

I want to cry so badly. I feel so broken and empty with out Ginny. She told me to move on, and forget about her, but I can't I love her with all my heart and soul, and it hurts so bad. I have pushed people away for so long because of what my father and fellow Slytherins have put me through. I have tried not to love for so long that now, with all the love I have in my heart for Ginny, it hurts me. I would say that I wish I didn't love Ginny, but that would be a lie. When I see her, I know I can be happy, that the choice of happiness is out there, I just have to look for it. She make me feel so...whole and complete, rather than the dank hollowness I used to feel. I wish that she would tell me she loves me too, that she did love me, too. However, right now that seems as much an impossibility as my father truly loving me, and never having molested me. It's seems like wishing my father had never hurt me the way he did.

Hermione placed her hands over her mouth in surprise, then she remember what she had done to him, and how he had asked her not too, and how easy it had been to get him to brake and do what she wanted.

She cried as she thought about how much that must have hurt him, what she had done, as she thought about that fact that she was now part of the reason he had a feeling of hollowness in his heart. She was part of the hollowness. She was part of the reason he was in pain. She had help to cause some of the pain he had with-held deep in his heart.

A thousand slits on my wrist, for yours. A thousand cuts on my arm, to take yours away. A thousand pains in my heart, to make you feel whole again. And a thousand burdens more, Ginny sang in her head. It was the chorus to the song she was writing now that the song Communication was done.

When Ginny showed Harry and Ron the parchment declaring Hermione a Slytherin, Harry confessed that Hermione was not the only one keeping secrets. He told them that Draco had cut again, and that might have been why Ginny had felt the pain in her heart. It was the connection she and Draco's shared with one another. That's when the words popped up in her mind.

Earlier that week Ginny had awoken to the same pain in her heart, and she wondered if Draco was cutting himself once more, but it hurt too much to think about it, so she had closed her eyes and tried to go back to sleep.

" A thousand slits on my wrist," Ginny sang.

" For yours.

" A thousand cuts on my arm

" To take your away

" A thousand pains in my heart

" To make you feel whole again

" And a thousand burdens more."

Tears slid down Ginny's cheek as she thought about how Draco had cut his arm again. He was hurting himself, and she didn't even know why. She didn't know why he was hurting at all.

" I don't think that would work," Came a familiar voice from behind her. Ginny stood up, and quickly wiped away her tears, afraid that is might be some Slytherin come to mess with her.

" Huh," Ginny asked. She turned around and found herself looking at Draco, and warmth spread over her heart as she saw he was alive still, though she didn't understand why it made her feel so relieved. " Hi."

" I said I don't think it would work," Draco said. " A thousand slit on your wrist for mine, a thousand cuts on your arm to take mine away. A thousand pains in your heart to make me feel whole again. And a thousand burdens more. I don't think that would work, besides, I would never subject you to that."

" Wh-who said I was singing about you," Ginny asked as she turned away from him, not wanting him to see the truth in her face. " And what are you doing here. I told you to forget about me."

" I hope you were singing about me," Draco said. " I figured Harry would tell you sooner or later, and I hope that Harry, Ron or Hermione haven't started cutting. It's a bad habit."

" Then why do you do it," Ginny asked him, Draco smiled at her warmly. He was hoping she would react that way. " Why do you do something if you think it's a bad habit, and it hurts you?"

" Because," Draco said. " I have my reason's, they aren't important though. Nothing you should bother with. As for why I am here. I know you told me to forget about you, but I can't Ginny. I try and try, but I just can't forget about you. It's the one promise I can't keep."

" Oh Draco," Ginny said, she walked over to him, and hugged him tightly, not ever wanting to let him go. " I know. I've tried to forget about you, but I can't. I really want to forget you. I'm so tired of hurting you."

" You have never hurt me Ginny," Draco said, hugging her back, even though he knew it was a lie. He just didn't want to see her hurt, and he knew that if he didn't get her back he would hurt more. " Never."

Ginny was so happy to be back in his arms, and she loved the feeling of warmth in her heart. He hugged her tighter and Ginny noticed that his forearms were unusually stiff and hard.

" Draco," Ginny said in a confused voice. She pulled away, and lifted up his sleeve. His forearms was covered in bandages, as was his other arm. " You did cut yourself." She remembered what Harry had said, and she rested her head on his chest. " You know, I can feel it when you cut. I can feel it in my heart. This...this great pain."

" I'm so sorry," Draco said, as he rested his head on hers, and let tears flow down his cheeks. " I never meant to hurt you, ever. I'm sorry. I just couldn't take it. I still can't take it. I love you Ginny. I just wish you would love me back. It hurts so much that you don't."

" I do love you Draco," Ginny said. " I just didn't want to hurt you anymore, so I pushed you away, and I ended up hurting you more. I'm just so tired of seeing you hurt...because of me."

Ginny tilted her head upward, and looked at him. He was looking at her as well. He leaned forward, and stopped before they're lips touched, but only for a second before he moved forward again and let their lips connected. Ginny felt so happy to have him again.

Ginny smiled as she walked into the Gryffindor common room. Harry and Ron looked up at her from their game of wizards chess. Each giving her a curious look. She smiled at them.

" What are you so happy about," Harry asked her, turning away from the game, looking a little more than slightly interested. " Er...knight to...where to go? There is no way I'm going to...aha! Knight to E-4."

" Yeah Gin," Ron said looking away from the game as well, after commanding his knight to kill Harry's. " You haven't looked this happy in...er...well...a while I guess. What's up?"

" Well," Ginny said smiling. " Draco just asked me if I wanted to go with him to the next Hogsmeade visit...as a date!" Ginny rushed up to her room. " I...I can't wait! My first date."

" What did she just say," Ron asked jumping up, and hastily saying. " Er... well...Knight to F-3." Harry cried out in triumph after Ron trapped himself in a Check mate. " Harry!"

" What," Harry asked innocently as he put away the chess board. " Oh, the Ginny things. Ron, you have to let her grow up, let her go to Hogsmeade with him. He won't hurt her, and it won't hurt you to let her go."

" Oh, alright," Ron said as he sat down looking very angry about agreeing, he eyed the board. " Whoa, whoa, whoa! Wait a second." Harry sighed, and looked at Ron with a "what now?" sort of look. " Did you just beat me?"

It turned out that the next Hogsmeade weekend wouldn't be until next weekend, and Ginny couldn't wait. It would be her first official date, seeing as how Ron would know about it.

Ginny hardly paid any attention to her classes, and, as teachers viewed her as the next Hermione Granger, this went noticed. Her teachers all came up to her to ask her what was wrong, and each time she told them the same thing, " Oh, nothing."

Finally, after what seemed like an eternity, Friday came and Ginny was sitting in front of the Gryffindor fire staring at it, and wondering how she was going to get to bed. Another things suddenly crossed her mind as well.

" What am I going to wear," Ginny cried out suddenly as she shot up from the chair, startling Crookshanks, whom she had been petting with out really noticing it, and sending him streaking onto Harry's lap. " I don't know if I even have anything!"

Harry laughed a little under his breath as Ginny ran up to the fifth year girls' dormitories. Ginny burst into her room, and ran to her trunk; throwing it open. She rummaged through it, and found a pair of blue jeans, and a blue jumper.

She laid down on her bed, and began to wonder dully whether or not she would even get to sleep that night, when Hermione came walking into the room looking for her.

" Ginny, are you awake," Hermione asked as she walked over to Ginny's bed. She didn't even have time to pretend to be asleep, so she sat up. " Yes, I'm awake Hermione. What do you want?"

" Ginny, I've...well," Hermione began, she paused for a moment as she sat on Ginny's bed next to her. " I've been wanting to tell you something. I did something really bad, and I'm not the only one. ...But that doesn't make what I did right, and I'm not trying to say that it does, but..."

" I know Hermione," Ginny said, deciding to save Hermione the pain and humiliation of trying to tell her what she had done, though not knowing why; the words of her song, Communication, went through her mind.

Communication, speaking words is devastation, Ginny thought. If only life were as simple as the stars in the sky. Communication, the creation of words on my lips is so hard...

" You...You know," Hermione asked, looking worried. " Did, did Draco tell you?" Ginny shook her head. " No, I didn't think that he would, look, could you just tell him I'm sorry for me?"

" Hermione, I read the...the...thing," Ginny said, not sure exactly what to call it. " I had no idea that he was being...well...you know." Ginny paused, and looked anywhere but at Hermione. " I wish he had told me." Hermione opened her mouth to say something, but Ginny stopped her. " I'm really tired Hermione. I need my sleep."

" Right," Hermione said standing up. She walked over to the door, opened it, and was about to leave when she stopped. She turned around to face Ginny with a look of anxiousness on her face. " Will you tell him then?"

" Yeah, of course," Ginny said with a smile, though not knowing why she wasn't angry with Hermione for what she had done. Maybe it was because she knew she had hurt Draco too, that it wasn't only Hermione. " Goodnight."

Ginny waved at Draco as she walked over to join with him for their date. He smiled at her, and she smiled at him. There was an awkward moment in which they just stood smiling at each other.

" Well, er...shall we go," Draco asked Ginny nodded her head, and walked with him out onto the grounds. They joined up with the queue of other third, fourth, fifth, sixth, and seventh years. " I've been waiting all week for this."

" Me too," Ginny said glad that they could finally make conversation. " I didn't know whether or not I would sleep last night. It's like trying to sleep on Christmas eve. It's nearly impossible."

" Yeah," Draco said as he nodded his head. They checked their names with Filch, and began walking down the road to Hogsmeade. " This weeks been awful, the waiting was unbearable."

" Yeah," Ginny said, nodding her head now. There was a long period of silence, and Ginny was determined to break it. " Hermione said that she was sorry, er, about something. She didn't tell me what." That was the truth, Ginny had discovered what Hermione had done on her own. " She asked me to tell you sorry."

" Oh," Draco said, as he felt a surge of anger pound through him. This was the last thing that he wanted to talk to Ginny about on their first date. He was supposed to be having fun, and talking about Hermione was not exactly his idea of a jolly good time. " I see."

" Draco," Ginny said as they walked into Hogsmeade at last, and looking sideways at him. " I was wondering...er...what exactly happened? She never told me, and I was wondering...why is she sorry?"

" It was nothing really," Draco said, knowing that he was lying, but not knowing the Ginny knew that he was lying. " I was just having a bad day, it wasn't that big of a...what's wrong Ginny?"

" What's wrong," Ginny asked, as though clarifying what he had asked her, after she had stopped. " What's wrong is that I know you're lying to me Draco. I already know, Hermione didn't tell me." Ginny added at the look on his face. " I found out on my own, and I was hoping you would tell me. Why didn't you."

" Well, it's just that," Draco began walking back over to her, as he had walked slightly ahead of her when she had stopped. Anger surged through him as he thought about how this was all Hermione's fault. " I didn't want you angry at Hermione. She is you're friend..."

" Draco, it's not just Hermione I'm talking about," Ginny said as she began to feel sick again. " What kind of twisted thing is going on in that house? Did you know that you were part of an initiation?"

" Yes," Draco said, Ginny looked suprised. She had been expecting him to tell her that he had no idea. " I had no choice Ginny, they would have anyway. There was nothing I could do about it."

" Draco...this is...just," Ginny began, she sighed heavily. " I need to think about this Draco. I...I...this is too much." Ginny stepped away from him. " I just need to think. I'll meet you in the Three Broomsticks at about noon, okay?"

Ginny didn't even give him a chance to answer her before she had run off, leaving Draco calling after her. She didn't look back, but kept on running, leaving Draco all alone.

" Damn it," Draco said to himself as he walked past an alley, suddenly he was pulled into it, and was being pushed against the wall by someone. It took a moment for Draco to register who he was looking at. " What the..."

Lucius Malfoy clamped his hand tight around Draco's mouth so that he couldn't make a noise. Draco glared as him, and he sneered back, he had hoped, not, that his son would be happy to see him.

" Hello Draco," Lucius said in his usual cold voice. " How are you now, I see you have a girlfriend. That blood traitor's daughter, Weasley. Now son, I was hoping we could have a little heart to heart."

Lucius took his hand off Draco's mouth, but kept him pinned to the wall. Draco was still glaring at him, apparently not able to think of anything to say to his father, who was now an escaped prisoner of Azkaban.

" Really father," Draco said, his voice just as cold. " You know how I feel about our heart to hearts, but in case you forgot, I'll remind you." Draco ducked down and away from his father. He turned, and spit at his father. " That's how I feel about you as well. You disgusting piece of filth."

" Why you ungrateful littleļ‚¾," Lucius began as he advanced on Draco, who backed up a few steps, until he hit another wall at the opposite end of the alley that he had entered. Draco's hand brushed against his pocket, and he felt it; he pulled out his wand and pointed it at Lucius. " You wouldn't dare."

" You'd be suprised at what I'd do father," Draco said with a triumphant smile on his face. Lucius opened his mouth to say something, but Draco cut him off. " You aren't afraid of my wand, are you. After you were so keen to pull your other one on me. You know, I am sick of our 'heart to hearts' as you call them. Silencio, there that's better, now listen to me father. I'm not dealing with it anymore, I'm not. Incarcerous. You can just wait here father."

Draco ran out into the street, and looked around. There were many people around, it was perfect. Draco yelled out, " Death Eater! Death eater! Lucius Malfoy is here, someone get the Ministry!" People scurried around to get help as Draco lowed his hands.

" Draco," Ginny called as she ran over to him, and grabbed his hand. " Let's get out of here. Lucius is around here, we need to go. He might..." Ginny stopped as she realized Draco was standing still, too still. " Draco?"

He fell to the ground, stiff as a board, Ginny hadn't even heard the curse muttered. As a cold voice sounded from behind Ginny, causing her to spin around, and become face to face with...

" Yes Ginny Weasley," Lucius said in his same cold voice. " It is me, Lucius Malfoy, who made your precious Draco fall. He thought he could beat me, but he could never beat me. I thought he would know that by now."

" You...you," Ginny said, hate and anger ringing in her voice. " You stay away from him." Ginny pulled out her wand, and pointed it at him. " Stay away. I won't let you hurt him again."

" Oh, I don't think that you will have a say in that matter," Lucius said, tapping his wand on his palm. " You see, you are only in your fifth year, where as I am out of school. I am more learned than you."

" You would think that, wouldn't you," Ginny said with a smile playing on her face. Harry had, after all, faced Lucius in his fifth year, if he could do it, so could she. " Expelliarmus!"

Lucius dived for his wand, but wasn't quick enough, " Accio wand," came a voice from Ginny's right. " Oh yes, and incarcerous." Ginny turned and found herself looking at...

" What were you thinking Ginny," Harry asked as he walked over to her, giving Lucius a nice kick in the head. Lucius opened his mouth to say something, but..., " Oh shut up won't you, Silencio. Ginny he is dangerous, you shouldn't have tried to take him on by your..."

" And what exactly did you want me to do Harry," Ginny asked, looking incredulous. " Just stand by and watch him take Draco. I couldn't do that Harry, you know I couldn't."

" Draco? Where," Harry asked, looking around, then spotting him. " Oh, er, nixpetria." Draco body relaxed, he stood up, and walked over to them. " I was wondering where you were."

" Oh, on the ground," Draco said, as though Harry found him on the ground everyday. " About time he got his." Draco glared pointedly at Lucius. " Mind if I give him a good kick?"

" By all means," Harry said stepping aside, Draco walked over to Lucius, and kicked him in the, well, the place where the sun don't shine. " Well then, see Ginny, he can fend for himself." It was then that the Ministry officials showed up. " I'm gonna go, I'm...kind of on a date with Hermione." Harry blushed. " Er, I just came, because I heard about Malfoy being on the loose."

" Bye Harry," Draco said waving as he walked over to Ginny, and put his arm around her shoulders. When Harry had left Draco turned to Ginny smiling. " Thank you Ginny, I don't know what would have happened if you..." His voice trailed off.

" It was nothing Draco," Ginny said smiling. " So, shall we get on with our date then?" Draco smiled, and kissed her on the cheek. " I'll take that as yes." Ginny was blushing. " I guess."

" Well I would hope that you would," Draco said smiling as he lead her into the Three Broomsticks to get something to drink. Thinking, as they went, that the date hadn't turned out as bad as it had begun. " I love you Ginny."

A/N: If you think that this is the end, well, you are sadly mistaken. There is still more to go. I mean, seriously, the Slytherins haven't gotten what they deserve and we...er...you...still don't know what Blaise has on Draco that he is so sure will get Draco to be his in the end...until next chapter.