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"Voldemorts groups are increasing but there has been no real activity. I think he's just biding his time until he has enough supporters to squash the ministry," Dumbledore ended. They five elements ate in silence while listening to Dumbledore through dinner. It seems that Voldemorte has done nothing yet, but even the foreboding feeling that he was just waiting for the right moment to pounce was over whelming the Order of the Phoenix. He was like a plague of locust that was consuming the wizarding community, striking fear into each witch and wizard. Obviously the wizarding world wasn't doing to well. Hopefully Ginny's family was faring better then Dumbledore made it seem.

"Dumbledore, I know you must be so busy with the constant fight against Voldemorte's supporters, but I was just wondering about some of the members of the Order." Ginny hinted lightly secretly asking about her family's condition. Dumbledore smiled and placed his hand on Ginny's. "No worries Ms. Weasly your family is doing fine. I reckon you can ask them for yourself two nights hence. I forgot to tell you, all of you," he spoke commanding attention from the clatter of light conversation, "that your families and friends will be brought here, two days hence for a little party. If you do not wish me to invite your friends or families please come see me." He stared pointedly at Draco, who's features had gone stony at the news. Ginny's heart went out to him. He was an only child, she wasn't sure about his mother, and his father was a death eater, so obviously Draco would have no one for him there at the party. Of course there was Pansy and Crabbe and Goyle, but then again, their parents were death eaters and Ginny was sure that Dumbledore wouldn't want them coming here, when they could tell their parents about this place.

Dinner finished and the first to leave the table was Draco racing off to his room. Ginny frowned and went to chase him, but she was kept back by Blaise who shook his head sadly.

"Gin love, don't mess with him. He has to work this out himself." Ginny grabbed her arm back from Blaise, determination etched into her eyes. "No, Blaise this is what you do, when your someone's friend. He shouldn't be alone in his time of need. She looked longingly at the door, "I should go to him. You don't have too, I just want to make sure he's all right." Ginny left walking briskly to Draco's room, where she found the door slightly ajar. Rapping lightly at the door frame she whispered his name softly.

"Draco, Draco love where are you?" A movement in the corner caught her attention and sitting on his bed facing the window was Draco Malfoy, ice prince extraordinare, slumped uncomfortably by himself. Ginny almost cried at the sad sight that greeted her. She crawled across the bed silently and reached for his shoulder, despair radiated off him like heat from a fire.

"Draco..." She started. He shrugged off her hand and kept his face to the window. "Ginerva leave me." His tones icy and filled with emotion. Ginny being stubborn as a mule did the opposite and rapped her arms around him, cradling him to her chest. Shocked at the hug Draco stilled under her arms. he had never been hugged when he had shown emotion. He was always punished. He had half expected her to hit him. Finally relaxing into her arms, he closed his eyes, his brow slightly furrowed.

"Why do you care Ginny? Why? I've done nothing but hate you for the last 6 years. I don't deserve your friendship let alone your care. I'm hardly a friend. You just started being my friend because Blaise thought it would be easier to hang out together if we weren't constantly nagging at each other." He snuggled into her arms, soaking up her warmth. It was quite lovely being in Ginerva Weasly's arms, not that he would ever admit to it.

Ginny smiled and pushed the hair back from his forehead. He looked so angelic in the moon's light. She shook her head, two voices screamed at her relentlessly. One screaming, "MALFOY, ARROGANT GUY WHO YOU SHOULD HAVE NO ASSOCIATION WITH-" and the other was screaming "SEXY, SENSITIVE, ONLY NEEDS A BIT OF LOVE-" Ginny became dizzy with her thoughts. Her hormones where driving her to snog him senseless, her motherly feelings were compelling her to rap him in a blanket of love, and her rational side was screaming that she shouldn't get in too deep. Sometimes she wish she could just not over examine everything.

Draco sat up and turned to Ginny contemplating on whether he should tell her about his past. She was his friend, perhaps she could see past his history and accept and love him. Accept and love him? No, he neither cared if she accepted him or loved him, because he could do neither. He simply wanted to tell her why he was the way he was. There, that answer sounded a lot better.

"Ginny, I want to tell you about my past. I want you to know why I am the way I am. Friends do that right?" He asked uncertainly. Ginny giggled and moved closer to him, "Tell me about your past Draco I would love to know what makes you, you." A smile, lopsided and unperfect, graced his features, causing Ginny to swoon just a bit. Draco than began his long tale.

The story went on into the night. Tales of perfection, of beating the "Malfoy Motto" into his young head. Endless nights of tears from his mother and deception from the people who were not true friends. His mother had been Draco's only light in his world of darkness, his only lifesaver, when the storm of evil threatened to drown him. His father had all but killed Draco's useless emotions. Those that consisted of love, happiness and faith.

"Last summer, my mother defied my father in some way or another and it was the last straw. He beat her in front of me. He screamed at me that to be this weak was to be useless. She gave him an heir and now she had outlived her purpose." His eyes became haunted. The memories of that summer scalded his brain like hot water. Tears trickled out of Ginny's eyes silently. She wasn't crying for herself, she was crying for Draco because he couldn't. Draco put his face in his hands and went on, "She died."

Ginny gasped and more tears trickled from her eyes profusely. "Oh Draco, I can't believe your father would kill your mother!" He shook his head a few dry chuckles escaping his lips. "My father didn't kill her. She killed herself, to free herself from Luscious' grasp. She's finally...free." He ended with a whisper. Draco turned to the window and stared at the sky, like he could still see her face in the stars. Ginny placed her hand on his shoulder and turned him to her. He shook his head lightly and wiped away her tears.

"No need to cry for me, Ginny. I am not worth your tears." Ginny enveloped him in a hug, sobbing into his shoulder. Draco was confused at what to do, finally he placed his arms around her and fell into her hug.
"Draco, I am crying for you, because I know you can't. It's so terrible Draco, how your life has been and I'm sorry. I really am. I never knew that's what happened." Ginny could remember how silent Draco had become this year. Obviously this was why. Him taunting the trio had almost ceased completely. He had withdrawn into himself and now Ginny finally knew. Seeing Draco being so brave made Ginny very proud and very glad to be his friend. She liked the feeling almost a little too much.

Draco had never seen someone who could love so much, ever. He looked into Ginny's golden brown orbs and smiled, "Thank you Ginny. Thank you for being my friend and thank you for being, you." Draco thought that maybe another hug was in order and he bent down to hug her again. A simple and friendly gesture which Ginny misenturpereted. Draco's perfect mouth was so close to hers. He was going to kiss her! Ginny was sent into a state of excitement. She closed her eyes and kissed him fully on the mouth. Ginny, who had obviously mistaken his movements sent Draco's mind reeling. The kiss was perfect in every way. Passionate and filled with a feeling he had never experienced before. Ginny had never kissed anyone with such experience and was taken aback by the wonderful feeling that filled her gut. It felt so right. Like she belonged there in that position forever.

Draco pulled back. Ginny's eyes were glazed over and she blushed from her neck to her ears. Looking at her feet she spoke quietly a smile gracing her features, "I, I have to go." She almost couldn't stop herself from running out that door and into her own room, and screaming at the top her lungs. It was wonderful and terrifying and overwhelming all at the same time. But it was also Draco, her friend. She wasn't supposed to like him, let alone kiss him. What if her didn't even like her? Maybe he wasn't even going to kiss her? Ginny gasped. She may have just made the biggest mistake of her life. She hit herself in the head before she jumped into to bed. She closed her eyes and thought back to the moment they kissed, and she fell asleep with a small smile on her face. Her dreams were pleasantly invaded by Draco that morning.

Draco stood dumbfounded in his room. Silently he took off his clothes and jumped into bed, the nights events playing over and over in his head. He could see that the sun was going to rise soon, and he didn't think he was going to be able to sleep with a certain girl weasel invading his mind.

A/n I hope that was good. Sorry no harry in this chapter you'll get that in the next chapter. It will give them something to talk about other than that kiss finally! theirs some ginny and draco action going on. I promise more in the future. Read and review.