Hey! I know it has been AGES since I have updated, I totally go pre-occupied with work and school and of course Harry Potter and the Half-Blood Prince! I've read it 3 times already! Oh and please read the end of chapter 6, I have added something to it just so the story can flow better.

Thanks Sunset Ruby, you have motivated me to carry on with my fanfic!

Here we go!

Disclaimer: Not mine. JK is a god.

Chapter 7: If you could only see

If only you could see

The way she loves me

Then maybe you would understand,

Why I feel this way

About our love, and what I must do

If you could only see how blue her eyes can be,

When she says,

When she says she loves me

- If you could only see, Tonic

The next couple of weeks passed quite ordinarily. Yet what made them extraordinary, was that almost every moment that Ginny was not in class or asleep, she was with Draco. He surprised her in between classes, catching up with her in the corridors, holding her hand and walking her to her next class and (to her great delight) dragging her into empty classrooms or cupboards every now and again. He was a complete gentleman, who knew he had it in him! Opening doors, making her laugh, and kissing her in just the right way at exactly the right time. They had not discussed Tom Riddle any further, but in the times where the silence became not so comfortable, they both knew what was on eachothers mind.

The only thing that really dragged Ginny down was that Harry, Hermione and Ron were not too pleased with her choice of boyfriend. Even though she expected it, she could not help but feel disappointed. Although they still talked to her and hung out with her in the common room, there was something oddly formal about the way they talked to her, and she often caught Harry leering at her across the breakfast table. Ginny tried to keep her and Draco's relationship away from the prying eyes of Gryffindor's, but it proved to be almost impossible. Today was no exception.

As Ginny was finishing her toast, she saw Harry's eyes narrow even further, which meant only one thing.

"Good Morning, Virginia."

Draco's warm arms wrapped around her waist and Ginny promptly dropped her toast and slid out of her seat.

"Quidditch?" Ginny asked him

"Definitely."

She grabbed his hand and bid the others farewell. They merely nodded and waved a lazy hand as she turned away. Once they had got into the entrance hall she looked up at Draco to see that he had a rather mischievous smirk plastered across his face.

"What?" she asked, eyeing him suspiciously.

" I was just wondering what Potty's got stuck up his arse. Did you see his face? He was looking at me with complete disgust." He said. "Well, more than usual that is." Draco added with a smug smile.

"OW!" Draco yelled, as Ginny had just elbowed him in the ribs.

"That's my friend that you're talking about!" she said angrily, but had a rather Malfoy-ish smirk on her face all the same.

" Well, what is it then? If your such a good friend of his." He asked.

"Well, to tell you the truth, he's not one of my better friends at the moment. Harry and the rest of the Gryffindor's aren't exactly thrilled to see my choice of boyfriend." She finished talking, but Draco seemed to tell that she was refraining from telling him something.

"And….?"

"And what?"

"Well that can't be the only thing." He said with a searching look at Ginny.

"Well….." she searched for something to say. "I guess he does have something stuck up his arse. Maybe his broomstick?" She said, and leaving a stunned looking Malfoy behind, she ran over to the pitch laughing.

Ginny didn't really know why she was concealing the fact that Harry had a crush on her, but something told her it was the right thing to do. Possibly because she knew that if Draco found out that Harry liked her, there was sure to be a few hexes thrown around, and Ginny did not want to jeopardise her friendship with Harry any further.

After Draco summoned their broomsticks down to the pitch, they spent a good hour flying around the pitch, battling with eachother to catch the snitch. He was an excellent flier no matter how many people said that he bought his way into the team. And Ginny, was on top form, she could cut across him easily and throw him a cheeky smile as she did so.

They dismounted onto the grass beside the changing rooms and Ginny squealed as she felt him press her against the wall.

"Your getting quite good at this aren't you Virgin……ia." He let her name roll off his tongue.

"Well, I must say Malfoy, your shite." She sneered jokingly at him and he pinned her harder to the wall.

"At what, Quidditch or snogging?" He asked

"Both." She said daringly, lunging her face upward so that they were nose to nose.

"Oh really..." He snatched at her lips with his own and they enjoyed a sweet and lustful kiss. Just when she thought she would never let go of him, she heard movement behind her.

"Hem, hem."

It was the entire Slytherin Quidditch team had emerged from the changing rooms. The five boys who were in their silver and green robes sniggered appreciatively, apparently totally pleased at their Seekers actions. Yet the girl, a new Chaser in Ginny's year, did not seem so pleased as she shook her long dark hair out of her scowling face and clicked her tongue.

"Malfoy, you're late. Get out here now." Said the raven-haired girl, striding off towards the pitch.

"I have to go." Draco said regretfully, planting one short kiss on her lips while the other boys wolf whistled and followed the bossy brunette.

"Meet me in the Entrance hall at three okay?" She nodded at him as he smiled and made his way reluctantly over to his teammates.

Ginny strode across the grounds and back into the castle. She spent the next few hours missing Draco and dwelled on his face, his musk, his well trained hands…

As these thoughts swam through her mind, she slumped over her table in the Library, feeling rather weak, and felt a cold shiver run down her spine. Just after thinking that this was odd for a stuffy heated room, she fell instantly into a deep sleep.

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Ginny opened her eyes to see that she was slumped over, not her desk in the library, but the cold stone floor of a vast damp hall. But she couldn't be here, it wasn't possible…

"Good Afternoon, Virginia."

His footsteps echoed as he paced towards her cowering figure. He was ten feet away from her when she let out a dry sob and attempted to edge away from him.

"Get up."

"No."

"Do as you are told, my love."

"NO!"

She felt excruciating pain on her face as if she had been brandished with a whip. She held her hand to her face and felt the warm blood drip down her fingers.

"Get up." His harshly calm voice echoed through the chamber, as she felt her whole body being pulled unnaturally upwards into a standing position.

"Look at me." he said, walking forward and placing a cold finger on her chin. As he tilted her face towards his, he spoke.

"It's been a long time, Virginia."

'It's not real… It can't be real… It isn't…' Ginny thought desperately.

"Oh I assure that this is all real my love."

She tried to break free from him, but his grip merely tightened around her wrists with his cold hands.

"How could you do this to me? We are meant to be together. You love me Virginia. Did you think I would tolerate your behaviour? You are going to be very valuable to me. Would I ever let my woman go round like some common SLUT?" He shouted the last word, making her leap in fright, burning her wrists as her skin stretched.

"What is it that I have done to you?" She spat, every syllable burning with the purest of loathing.

"You have been – friendly, with a lot of boys, but this has never worried me. They were all meaningless flings, you have never felt more that affection for them. But this time is different." He dropped his voice and relaxed his grip. "You love him."

She took this opportunity to turn away from him, she could not bare to look at his face, the face that haunted her dreams almost every night.

"End it with the boy. Or I will end it for you."

She stayed silent for several moments. "I do not love him."

"Do not lie to me." He spat pacing back into the shadows. He stopped in his tracks, turned around and said: "I look forward to our next meeting Virginia. I look forward to it very much indeed."

As he turned away once more she screamed, a piercing scream that drifted from dreams to consciousness.

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As soon as she realised that she was screaming aloud, she clasped her hand over her mouth. She silently felt her face where she had been struck, to feel nothing but her smooth cheek dotted with tiny beads of cold sweat. Hearing the shuffling footsteps of Madam Pince, the batty librarian, she stood up quite suddenly and strode towards the door. She left the Library with Madam Pince shouting.

"Yelling in the Library! Yes that's right, get out! Get out!"

As she walked towards the Entrance Hall, she caught her starkly white and tear streaked face in the windows of the courtyard. She looked dreadful. Pansy Parkinson walked past her and threw her a dirty look, which almost instantly turned to a look of great triumph. She had obviously felt great pleasure in seeing her so forlorn. Ignoring this and checking her watch, she walked meaningfully, not towards the Entrance Hall, but the hospital wing. She had time to clean herself up before meeting with Draco. She did not want him to see her like this.

Draco spent all his time during Quidditch practice thinking about when he would see Ginny again. When he was with her, everything seemed perfect. He didn't miss being a player at all. Many girls were shocked to see them together, and almost all the Slytherin guys gave him a high five for scoring the untouchable Gryffindor Princess. She was a princess to him. His princess, that he loved. He smiled to himself, as he sped along in the air, concentrating only half of his mind on the snitch. He had a surprise for her, and he couldn't wait to see her face.

Draco showered quickly and made it up into the Entrance Hall at three on the dot. He waited apprehensively, nervously. No girl had ever made him feel this way before. Sure, most Gryffindor's weren't scared of him anymore, and many Slytherin's felt he was loosing his grip, but he didn't care. His heart leapt as he heard footsteps coming towards him. He spun round to see it was not Ginny, but –

"Parkinson." He sneered, and turned away.

"Well good afternoon to you too, Mr Grouchy." She trilled, and came behind him, putting her hand on his shoulder.

"If you ever touch me again Parkinson, I'll blast your hand off." He tugged his shoulder away from her vice-like grip. When will she realise that she is an ugly skank that no one wants?

"Now, now Draco I know breaking up is hard but I can help you forget about her." She winked suggestively at him and leaned forward a tad to reveal her impressive cleavage.

"What?" he asked her, as he had not fully taken in what she had just said. Even if she had a pug-like face and acted like a retarded Hippogriff, she did have certain – assets. He'd give her that.

"Well," Pansy continued, "I saw your little blood traitor girlfriend absolutely beside herself in the corridor a half hour ago. Well, it's about time you dropped her isn't it? She's a complete little – Hey! Where are you going!"

Draco had not stopped to listen to Parkinson's pointless ranting; all he knew was that someone had hurt Ginny. He had to find her.

Draco had barely rounded the first corner when he crashed straight into her, almost falling over. Ginny grabbed his hand and said.

"Careful now, don't want you joining Myrtle in her bathroom do we?" Ginny smiled at her own fantastic wit.

"Are you okay? What happened to you? Who hurt you?" Draco blurted out.

"What?" Ginny was shocked – how did he know?

"What are you on about? I'm fine!"

"I ran into Parkinson and she said you were… were… Ginny, was it Tom?" His piercing gaze was looking further than her eyes, his eyes were full of such concern that Ginny had never seen before. This was going to make what she had to do even harder.

"No, no I'm fine." She replied, but she knew these words had no effect on him whatsoever.

"Really. I was just a bit sick, I ate to much at lunch, some bad pumpkin juice I think." But when he still looked concerned, she said. "I'm a big girl I can look after myself. Anyway I'm fine now. How was Quidditch Practice?"

She gave him an almost threatening look, which suggested that this was no longer up for discussion. Still totally unconvinced, yet admitting defeat, Draco said. "It was good, but I couldn't wait to come back and see you."

"And why is that?" she said raising an eyebrow at him.

"I have a surprise for you." He smiled cheekily and held out his hand to her. She took it reluctantly, and he led her down the stairway towards the Slytherin common room. Once inside he dragged over to the boys' dormitory. With a nagging feeling inside her head, she felt extremely guilty. She had to end it.

"What are you up to?" She asked him.

"You'll see."

They entered the beautiful, mahogany and emerald room that Ginny had stayed in once before. The last time she had been was because of Tom. And now, it had to end because of him.

"Close your eyes." Draco said, and she obeyed. She heard him rummaging around for something, and his footsteps coming close behind her. She felt something cold and heavy being placed around her neck, and as he swept back her hair he whispered. "Open them."

She was standing in front of a mirror, and saw the most magnificent necklace gleaming around her neck. It was simple and exquisite. One emerald for every three diamonds, in a long and elegant chain. She lifted a shaking hand towards it and felt it.

"It's beautiful."

"I love you, Virginia Weasley." Draco uttered the words softly but clearly. As Ginny felt a fiery explosion in her chest, she heard a harsh voice in her head.

End it with the boy. Or I will end it for you.

Pushing the voice away and embracing the warm feeling inside her she replied.

"I love you too, Draco Malfoy."

Ahhh! Ginny what are you doing! Tehehe a nice long chapter for y'all! I hope you liked it! Please RnR and I shall keep writing! I think a good long break did me good, because my plot is more evil and saucy! No real steamy stuff here, but that will come sooner or later. And thanks to SeZzA2, for the retarded Hippogriff! (Coincidentally, SeZzA2 is in fact my sister!) Luv Bella!