AN: Hey everyone, this story started bothering me. I did have every intention of pulling it off the website and replacing it with another story..but well I don't know I had the urge to post this chapter. And I never go against instinct. So here is Chapter 6. On with the story and happy reading.

Penny

Chapter 6

Ginny

I sat with my back resting against the locked bathroom door, tears were streaming down my face, just as they had been for almost two hours now, ever since I had read that horrid letter from Dumbledore. How I hated the evil, despicable man. I knew I would be going back to England, for my family. For Ron. Standing up from the floor I decided that enough was enough. I need to pull myself together, nothing would be accomplished with me sniveling on the floor.

Sighing I looked at myself in the mirror above the sink, and visibly flinched. My eyes were red and puffy from crying and too much alcohol. My face was pale from lack of sleep and my head was pounding from the after effects of too much alcohol. My hair...well lets just leave it as a tangled mess with little hope. I looked like I hadn't slept in a week and I sure as hell felt like it.

It was probably about 3 o'clock in the morning but still I turned the shower on, letting the water warm up while I stripped out of the little bit of clothing that I still wore. I stepped into the shower, letting the heat and the force of the water ease the throbbing in both my head and my muscles. I tried to not let my worries consume me but all I seemed to be able to think about was Ron. Ron at Hogwarts. Ron with Harry. Ron with Mum and Dad. Ron playing quidditch. Ron congradulating me and Harry when we got engaged. Ron with Fred and George.

All of my memories of Ron were flashing through my mind. It was almost as though I was watching a movie of my memories, only a small glimpse here and there. Before I knew it tears were mingling with the water from the shower that ran down my face. I stood in the shower, pitifull and crying, until the water grew cold, only then did I get out of the shower. I dried my hair with the blow dryer and put a little make up on so that I, hopefully, wouldn't look as dead as I felt.

I wrapped myself up tightly in the dark burgandy silk robe that hung behind my bathroom doorand walked across the hall, almost smiling when I heard Draco snoring from the living room, into my bedroom. I began to look through my closet, trying to find something that I felt was..appropriate to wear. Finally I found a solid black suit. It seemed to fit my mood perfectly. I tied my hair back with a black silk ribbon, at the nape of my neck. For jewelry I chose a simple silver cross on a long chain that fell down just above my heart.

I looked myself over apprehensively in the mirror. Something didn't quite feel right, but I wasn't sure what. Shrugging I gave up on it and turned to glance at my clock. It was 5:30, perfect the time that I always started my day, or at least normally. Leaving the bedroom I walked down the hallway to the kitchen. Walking over to the fridge I took out everything I would need to cook both, Draco and me, french toast and began to cook breakfast.

By six I had all of the food cooked, the table set, and I was finishing my first cup of coffee. After a moment I decided that it was time to wake Draco up from his peaceful slumber on my sofa. Standing behind the sofa I tried yelling his name over and over. When this didn't seem to faze him I poked him repeatedly in the ribs. He merely grumbled in his sleep and turned away from me. Lifting a single eyebrow, I glared at him and pushed him none-too-gently off the couch, onto the very hard floor.

I result was immediate. Draco jumped up off the floor, and began looking around the room in a panic. Finally when he spotted me her stopped looking around like he had no idea where he was and glared at me "What the bloody hell was that for? What bloody time is it anyway?"

I smiled at him sweetly before I spoke "It is 6 in the morning, and I woke you up because we will be leaving by seven and you need to eat and get ready to leave. I have someone to pick up before we go to the airport and I can't be late, now can I? Now, you lazy ass, go in the kitchen and eat breakfast. You are more than welcome to take a shower, if you can hurry. We will be leaving by seven, weather you are ready or not."

Draco merely blinked up at me while I turned on my heel and went into the kitchen. Draco didn't seem to quite be awake, and didn't really seem to be understanding what I was saying. Draco stood there thinking, it was already time to get up? How could that be? It was much..much too early to be getting up that early. Draco stumbled into the kitchen a few minutes later. I was sitting at the table, reading the newspaper and eating my frenck toast.

Folding the paper and settling it beside me on the table, I plastered a fake smile on my face and greeted him with false cheer "Good Morning sleepy head. I see you finally decided to get up." Draco glared at me and I continued to smile, he spoke, no grumbled, at me a moment later. "Well aren't we little miss Chipper in the morning." He sat down at the table and helped himself to the frech toast that was on the plate in front of him.

Glancing down at my watch my smile turned to a frown and when I spoke it was with dead seriousness. "You have exactly... 45 minutes and 42.2 seconds to be ready to go. Now excuse me I need to finish packing." Standing up I left the kitchen, Draco staring at me as I left. I went to my bedroom and continued to pack. I was taking almost everything that was in my closet. After all, there was no telling what all I would need or how long I would be there.

Sighing heavily after a moment, I reached up into the top of my closet and got down a box that was old and dust covered. Sitting on the floor, I sat the box in front of me and took the lid off the top of it. Slowly, Gently I dumped its contents on to the floor. The first thing I picked up was my wand, I had to smile when sparks shot out of the tip as soon as I touched it. Laying my wand gently in my lap, I continued to go through the pile,gasping when I picked up a little black box and flipped it open. Nestled safely inside was the engagement ring Harry had given me.

Tears filled my eyes but I blinked them away quickly. Slipping the ring onto the fourth finger on my left hand, and looked at my hand. I had done the right thing. I didn't love Harry, even though Ron would have loved to see me marry Harry I still didn't love him. I couldn't marry Harry knowing that I didn't love Harry, not even for Ron. After all to me love is everything in a marriage, without love how could it work?

Almost ripping the ring off of my finger I shoved all of the contents that had come out of the box back into the dust covered box and packed it in my suitcase before I could decide not to. At least some of it would be important in England. By 6:45 I was finished packing and Draco was ready to go. Perfect, that gave me time to get a cab and load all of my luggage into it. With Draco's help I was able to get all of my luggage downstairs and into the cab that I hailed. By seven o'clock we were on our way to our destination. I smiled when I realized Draco had no idea where we were going or who we were picking up. Boy, I couldn't wait for his reaction.

AN: Okay..I know a bit of a cliffie. I had more for this chapter but I decided not to post it. It gave too much away too fast. I think I'm going to go ahead and continue to post this story, even if I don't get many reviews. By the way, I really need a Beta!! If you are interested let me know in a review or e-mail me. Anywho REVIEW, REVIEW, REVIEW!!

Penny