Chapter One

"And that's how the handsome Prince saved the Princes." Molly finished and looked down at her pride and joy.

The little girl resembled Molly Weasley in every way, her fire red hair being a deeper red, making it a different colour from her brothers, it was almost a dark cherry colour, and her deep brown eyes sparkling and showing the way right into her soul.

"Why didn't the Princess save the Prince mommy?" the little girl asked, she was just about five now, but her knowledge was greater then even Percy had at her age.

"Well sweetie, that is because the Princess needed saving." Molly answered her only daughter.

"But mommy, you don't have a story for me where the Princess saves the Prince; Cinderella was saved by a boy, and Sleeping Beauty, and Snow White, that's not fair, Percy doesn't save me, I save him from Charlie and Bill." the little girl said and her Weasley temper caving in under her.

"I know sweetie, would you like me to make a story up just for you, where the Princess saves the Prince?" Molly asked trying to please her little fire ball before she exploded and never went to bed.

"I would like that mommy, can her name be Ginny?" she asked smiling up at her mom.

"Why of course she can be named Ginny." Molly answered and kissed her daughters forehead and tucked her into the comforts of her sheets. "Good night sweetheart." she gave the little girl one last look and walked out of the room, closing the door behind her letting her daughter get her rest for what tomorrow should have brought.

Molly Weasley never got to tell the story of where Princess Ginny saved the Prince, because by the next morning little Anna Weasley's heart gave away, and she slipped into a dreamless slumber.

Molly was devastated at how easily her youngest at that time had just slipped away from her. She had locked herself into Anna's room and cried for day leaving Arthur to fend for their three sons'. She didn't understand why a little healthy girl like her had just slipped away into nothingness, only leaving memories behind.

The day that Molly exited the room, which she had spend each night for 5 years reading muggle fairy tales to her youngest, the laughs she had shared with her littlest one, and how she watched herself in the little girl, all those memories slowly started to fade, although Molly tried to hold on to them, but the only real memory that was clear as crystal that stayed with Molly was the night just before little Anna has slipped away.

Molly held on to that memory with everything she had, and even after having a pair of Twins and one more boy, she still felt like there was a hole in her heart, that only a little girl could fill.

Exactly five years after little Anna had passed away another little girl joined the Weasley family. Her name was Virginia Anna Weasley. Virginia had filled the hole in her mothers heart that Anna had left empty, and as frightening as it was for Molly and Arthur Weasley, little Ginny looked exactly as Anna herself had looked even just as a little baby girl.

Molly cradled her close to her own body as she looked down at the fresh face of her new baby Princess Ginny. Although she would never forget her baby Anna, Ginny did give her a new found joy, one that none of her sons since Anna had, even though she loved her sons with all her heart.

Years passed and as Ginny turned six, Molly finally could rest of the fear that she would lose another little girl, and as she turned seven Molly realized that the danger age that Anna had died at passed by and Ginny was still with her.

As a seven-year old Ginny made her way towards the little forest that was hidden behind the Weasley's house she had never expected that on her seventh birthday she would meet the one person that would change her life, and break her heart over and over again.

As her little feet carried her further into the woods to where she usually came when the house got too crowded with people, and right now with each and every uncle, aunt and cousin over for her birthday she needed her space from everyone.

As she came to a stop in front of the tree she smiled and slumped down against it, before she knew what was happening, her eyes closed and she slowly drifted off to a soft slumber.

The sun had set and Ginny was curled up under the tree still fast asleep, back home no one really noticed because there where to many people to really notice her even being gone.

She awoke to something poking her in the side, she shifted away from the poking and further away from the tree. "Wake up you stupid twit!" some one yelled and she shot right up into a sitting position. "Are you stupid or something?"

"No I am not!"

"Then why did you fall asleep in this freaking forest, something could have got you." the small boy yelled back at her.

"Nothing could have gotten me." she replied with confidence. "And why are you so mad, did you know it's not nice to scream people out of sleep?" she asked angrily.

"Did you know it's foolish to trust everything and just fall asleep alone in the woods?"

"What's it to you?" Ginny asked as she got up, and was about to leave when she saw a bruise on the boys face. "What happened?" she asked as she leaned down towards him and put a small freckled and on his bruised eye.

"Don't touch me!" he yelled as he moved away from her.

"What is wrong with you? I just wanted to have a look at it, Ron always gets these black eyes from Fred and George." she continued on to explain.

"Well I am no Ron so leave me alone."

"Who are you?"

He snorted at her questions, "Everyone knows who I am." he replied with a smirk itching on his face.

"Well obviously you are not as important as you may think you are since I don't know who the heck you are." Ginny said and imitated the exact same smirk.

"And who are you, the Queen of England who should know all the important people?" he questioned as he leaned up against the tree.

"I asked you first."

"What's your point?"

"My point is that my question was asked first so I get it answered first." she said and smiled at him, and his grey eyes traveled right to her lips as he watched them stretched out into a smile.

"Draco Malfoy" he answered as he looked back up at her eyes.

"Ginny Weasley" she answered stretching her arm out to him to shake his hand. "Nice to meet you,"

"Yeah whatever" he said as he quickly shook her hand. "You shouldn't go and falling asleep in strange places by yourself." he said and started to walk away from him, but instead of staying behind and going the other way she followed him.

"So did one of your brothers beat you up or something?" she asked as she walked next to him, for now she was his exact height.

"No I don't have brothers." he answered as he tried to walk away from her.

"Then a sister?"

"I'm an only child."

"Oh…well you can borrow one of my brothers if you want? I have too many." she said as she kept up with his pace.

"How many?" Draco asked before he could stop himself, his father told him not to ask questions, ever, and he had beaten it into him at an early age.

"Six" she replied simply, making Draco stop in his tracks.

"You have six brothers!" he screamed in surprise.

"Yes, so who beat you up? A bully, I could get Fred and George to teach him a lesson if you want me too." she offered.

"No"

"No what? You don't want Fred and Georges help or it wasn't a bully?" she continued to question him.

"You ask too many questions."

"Well I wouldn't have too if you if you answered them when I asked them." she replied and shifted in front of him so that he couldn't start walking again.

"We'll you shouldn't go prying into peoples personal lives." he replied as he tried to move around her.

"It's my birthday I am allowed to do whatever I want." she said as if that explained everything.

"That's nice, but that doesn't give you the right to ask so many questions." he answered as he pushed her aside to keep moving on his way.

"You don't have any friends do you?" she asked as she kept following behind him.

"I do too." he snapped.

"We'll I don't know who would want to be friends with you…you're very rude."

"Well I do have friends, their names are Blaise Zabini and Pansy Parkinson." he answered and then looked at her once more and kept walking.

"Well I'll be your friend."

"Why would I want to be friends with you?" he asked as he stopped and stood in front of her.

"Because you don't have very many friends so I am offering you a friendship…and really I am not that annoying because if I was you would have already ran away." she said pointing out.

"You're full of yourself."

"And you aren't?" she asked as she started walking away from him.

"Where are you going?"

"Home" she said over her shoulder. "I'll meet you at our tree tomorrow at none." and before he could have a chance to say no she ran off the other way leaving him behind.

As simple as that their friendship started and each day they would meet at the tree and just sit there sometimes and play games or even sometimes just talk. They grew together as they learned right from wrong from each other, and they grew so close that they knew each others deepest and darkest secrets, but everything great always ended for Draco.

As he came back from his first year at Hogwarts they meet up at the tree, Draco was distant and didn't speak much to her as she rambled on about what she had done while he was gone.

"Draco…"

"Yeah?"

"What's wrong?" she asked as she saw the uneasiness in his eyes.

"Nothing,"

"Don't bullshit me," she said as she sat cross-legged in front of him, "I know something's wrong."

"Look Ginny…I don't think that we should be friends anymore." he said and looked up at her. Her usual chocolate brown eyes where flaming with anger and hurt.

"What!"

"Ginny…I'm a Malfoy and you're a Weasley…we are not friends…we are suppose to hate each other." he went on and looked away from her eyes because they for him showed too much emotion and he couldn't bear remember them like that.

"So just because that's how its suppose to be, you're going to let it?" she asked as she sat there fighting the tears from spilling down her face, he had seen her crying a lot through the five years that they had been friends for, but she was not ready to let him see her crying because of him.

"Yes." he answered keeping all his emotion out of his voice for the first time with her, and the sound of his voice so dull and emotionless broke her heart at the spot.

"Fine" and as she got to her shaky feet, she gave him one last look and shook her head, "I hope you realize that you are exactly like your bloody father, the one you kept telling me you would never be like, but I guess blood is thicker then water." her voice was full of hatred a she slowly broke and the tears fell down her cheeks for the first time.

She made herself turn around and run, she ran as fast as she could, leaving all of him behind her, without a second thought.

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The summer went by in a breeze, and the only time Ginny had seen Draco was at Gilderoy Lockhart's book signing and now as she stood in front of all her follow students getting ready to be sorted into a house.

Just like that their friendship appeared like it never happened, just like that it seemed like the two of them didn't know each other at all and only hated each other because of their family's, but Draco still even after the hateful words she had spoken to him couldn't bring himself to hate her, but neither could she because deep down inside she regretted calling him his father.

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"Young master," Dobby said as he popped into Draco's private room.

"Any news Dobby?" Draco asked as he saw the little elf near him.

"Yes master, but the news Dobby has found out is not good." The house elf quivered.

"What is it?" Draco asked as he watched his long time elf look scared of him like he had with his father.

"Miss Weasley has been transferred for the year to another Wizarding school." Dobby said as his little body shivered even more. "Dobby is sorry sir."

"Dobby its not you're fault." Draco said as he punched the nearest wall to him.

"Master you shouldn't be doing that." Dobby said and quickly clapped a hand over his mouth.

But Draco didn't listen and continued to punch the stone wall, leaving the blood stains on his walls. As one little tear escaped his eyes he pounded the wall even harder with his already broken hand.

"Master please stop, Dobby is begging you." Dobby said as his own tears fell out of his eyes like a waterfall as he watched the boy he had raised because the Malfoy's didn't bother to care for their children at such a young age, and ever since Harry had set him free he always though of how his young Master was keeping up at home with that monster of a father.

When Draco lost his feeling in his hand he leaned forwards and leaned his forehead on the cold stone wall and just then realized that his face was wet from tears.

"Master can Dobby so something for you?"

"No…you can go Dobby." Draco said as he let him body lose control and fall to the ground.

"You is sure master?"

"Yes I'm sure Dobby." Draco answered as he got to his feet, and wiped his face clean of tears. "I'll be fine Dobby, I promise I'll go see Pomfrey, I just need to calm down."

Dobby nodded and disappeared out of Draco's sight. Draco sat there smirking at his hand, it hurt like hell but it made him feel better, he didn't understand it but ever since that day they stopped being friends he was keen on punching the wall with his fist until it was a bloody mess.

He made sure to wait to go see Madam Pomfrey when no one was in the Common room to see him in such state. When he knew everyone had cleared out to go to dinner he made his way out of his room and down the stairs.

"Draco…" Pansy said as she ran up to him and hugged him, but he gently pushed her away from him.

"What"

"Come on lets get you to the hospital wing." Blaise said as he came up to Pansy and put and arm around her to keep her from crying at the state of their best friend.

"I'm fine…" he tried.

"Bull shit look at your hand, you need to get that fixed right away." Blaise said as he grabbed Draco's forearm and dragged him out of the common room.

"Guy really I am okay, I know the way to the Hospital wing…I'll get there on my own, you two go and have your dinner." he said as he pulled away from Blaise and walked away from them and towards the Hospital wing.

"We'll bring you back something." Pansy said after him, but he didn't speak a word as he continued on his way, his right hand at his side limp.

"Blaise he scares me lately." Pansy said as they watched him go.

"I know Pans'" he answered as he took her hand. "Let's go and get some food."

She nodded but kept her eyes on Draco's back.