Angel of Music

By

Sannikex

Chapter Seventeen

Problems

A/N: Hi! This day is a good writing day. I can update this and I've started a new story (D/G of course!) "Cold", that I think you all should check out! It's my first attempt of angst so be kind. Don't worry it won't delay this one or the sequel. Yes, there is going to be a sequel! Can't leave Ginny and Draco alone, can I? The paragraphs in the last chapters were gone (I don't know why I didn't write it that way!) but I have fixed it so now you can read it without problems!

Anyway I hope you'll like this chapter thanks are at the bottom.

Disclaimer: Exactly like last time I checked I don't own anything.

"What is your problem?" Draco, Ginny and Harry were rehearsing the final scene down in the phantom's lair when Chanté's voice interrupted them. Confused they looked up.

"What has happened? Two weeks ago you all played amazingly good and now you avoid looking each other in the eyes. You can't be closer than ten feet or you totally forget your lines. Whatever little quarrels you have it stays outside these doors. Understood?" The leading trio nodded but all silently wondered how they could leave the "little quarrel" behind. Someone had to take the first step and all three were stubborn and proud. It could have lasted forever. But Chanté was becoming nervous. If they didn't solve it in some way the premiere would be a disaster. The date was coming nearer with every minute and her stars were acting like four year olds.

"Everyone except for Draco, Ginny and Harry are dismissed!" Relieved the rest of the cast filed out through the double doors. Many were getting just as nervous as Chanté about the approaching premiere and were grateful for some time off.

"Sit," Chanté said and the trio obeyed. "Now we're going to fix this because I want the play to be a success. And it's not fair to your co-actors if the leading parts destroy the whole piece. Draco looked like he was about to say that he never would be worse than the "co-actors", but a glance from the Frenchwoman kept him silent. "Now if I can first talk to you Harry." She and the boy-who-lived went over to the other side of the Great Hall where the two others couldn't overhear them.

Draco rose and went over to the piano. The orchestra hadn't been there today since they were having a day off and Geoffrey had already left. He gestured to Ginny to come after and reluctantly she did.

He wasn't stupid, he knew perfectly well which power his voice had over her and now it was time to use it. He couldn't apologize to her - he was a Malfoy and Malfoys were never sorry. Now he had a perfect excuse for wanting her to be his friend again; the play. Softly he began to play and fastened his eyes on her. He was not going to show her how nervous he was.

Confused Ginny met Draco's eyes wondering what this would lead. When the intoxicating tones of his voice began she was once again feeling that he was singing for herTo have him sing for her felt so special, so intimidate. He made her feel worshipped, and dear Merlin, cared for...The lyrics suddenly started to matter and she listened carefully to the own composed lyrics.

"I gave you my music, made your song take way. You were once my one companion, you were all that mattered then my world was shattered." Stricken Ginny understood that he was actually saying that he was sorry. Draco Malfoy was apologizing. "Say you'll need me with you here, beside you. Let me be your shelter, let me be your light. Try to forgive, teach me to live..."He had forgiven her...Could she do the same?

He was sitting by the piano calmly regarding her waiting for his judgment. The setting sun's last rays illuminated his aristocratic features, making his hair shimmer. Disconnected she thought that he was like a black-and-white photography, everything around him seemed to be made of gold but he was plain black and white. The golden light didn't touch him. The sun didn't want to touch him...

"You are forgiven."

Draco watched her where she stood opposite him silently looking at him, her hair seeming ablaze in the sunlight. Something in her eyes changed and she uttered three words that he had no idea meant so much to him as they did. His planning for what to play that night in the ballroom was interrupted by Ginny who added, "But you'll have to apologize to Harry too." It felt like he had walked through a ghost.

"What?"

"I think you heard me, Draco."

"Malfoys don't apologize," he said arrogantly.

"Too bad," she spun around and began to leave.

"I said I was sorry to you. Isn't that enough? Haven't I made a fool of myself enough for a lifetime already?" She turned and looked tenderly at him making him want to squirm. Merlin, he could manage glares from anyone but that look made him want to fidget.

"I've already told you that there is no reason for you to be embarrassed in front of me, Draco." The way she said his name no one had ever said it before. It made him feel warm inside. Get a hold on yourself, Malfoy! A voice inside his head shouted.

"I don't want to embarrass you. I want you to see that you have to face the consequences of your acts. I could tell a teacher what you did..." She said severely.

"Are you blackmailing me into apologize to Potter?" He asked and narrowed his eyes.

"Yes, and I hope that one day I won't need to blackmail you into it." With that she walked away towards Chanté and Harry.

She hoped that he would apologize to Harry. She hoped that she meant that much to him. Ginny would never tell Draco but a little part of her thought that he had done the right thing, Merlin knew that she had wanted to do the same. And it made her heart beat a little faster with the knowledge that he had stood up for her. Secretly smiling at her heart's antics she approached the two famous magicians.

"Tell me what the matter is," Chanté persuaded gently. Harry was leaning back in his chair, his arms crossed over his chest, eyes hostile. This was not a matter for Chanté's ears. The singer sighed wearily. She looked up and saw Ginny walking towards them. The redhead had a new light in her eyes and Chanté thought that maybe there wouldn't be a need for her to talk "seriously" with the girl. She nodded at Harry in a dismissal way and he rose and grumpily walked towards the doors.

"So, Ginny, do you care to tell me what is going on?" Ginny who liked the kind Frenchwoman gladly told her about Draco, Angel and Harry. Well, maybe not quite everything but almost. Her feelings for Draco she could leave out of this.

Both being occupied with the story they didn't see Draco slip out after his archenemy.

A/N: That's about all for this time but remember I have HOLIDAYS! A lot of time to write lies before me.

Selina Feng: I'm glad to hear you liked it! I've always seen it as my birthday not Sean Biggerstaff's but that's just me, lol. Happy Birthday to you too, welcome to the teens, Selina!

Light barrer: Thanks for the character analysis; you see them just as I do!

NYCsSweetheart I'm glad you like my style1 I checked your story out and left a note I hope you understood it, it was quite messy I recall...I don't really use the play or simply the songs. I use both and only those things that fits in.

SourJellyBeans56: I like whn people reflect but I'm not very good at it I think...But the new story I started contents a lot of Draco musings. So I guess I'll be training my reflecting skills. I actually fixed the paragraphs, thanks for pointing it out!

Lady de la Moon: Don't cry, this isn't over yet! Here is another speedy update!