AN: first writers block ever happened in this chappy, I knew what I wanted to do but I couldn't decide how I wanted to do it. Also I think it's for you to know that two of my uncles died from cancer, the same kind even though ones from my dads side and the others from my moms. Well, even though I did a report on it- like three, and read McDaneil, I still don't know ne thing. I know the basics though.

Ach the more and more I wrote about Draco, the more and more I got into it and started to feel bad and want him to get better and live freely, and not even have the disease period… then I remembered that I was the one making him sick and I felt all bad. I hate that when that happens.

And i haven'tdisclaimed yet so... they aren't my charachtors- If they were they'd have coolernames... such as Harry Potterwould be like Alec Blake- causeat this time thats like the hotest name either. Both can be used as a first andlast so pretty much I just like thenames Alec and Blake.

Well... enjoy!

Rosies and Posies: Ashes, Ashes, We All Fall Down

Chapter 10

Draco didn't feel well enough until two days later. He had missed the wake but wanted to at least be there for the funeral. She knew of course that he didn't actually fell better, but she didn't say anything. She knew he wanted to do this.

The healer, who came to get him, refused to let him leave without being in a wheelchair- and Pompey and Adams agreed. Adams had left earlier, because he had to get some of the equipment and medicines to Draco's house and Pompey couldn't leave the school.

Draco almost decided to not go, but he compromised saying that he wouldn't go unless she pushed it. Apparently the guy was Lucius's personal healer, and Draco trusted him about as much as he trusted Harry. She agreed, she didn't trust the guy either. But then again, she didn't trust anyone who worked for a Malfoy.

Draco massaged his head, covering his eyes, hoping that nobody would notice him as the healers floated him down the last flight of stairs. They weren't so lucky of course. As he landed with a soft thud on the stone and she walked to the handles, she couldn't help but notice a few of the eyes looking their way. Belonging to, Colin Creevy, Neville- who waved her goodbye with a frown on her face, and Harry- who looked both in utter astonishment and confusion.

She turned Draco around hoping he hadn't seen them and rolled him the oak doors. As soon as the doors shut behind them Draco growled, "My Gawd did you see the look of pleasure on his face?"

"Draco, I don't think that was pleasure. I've known Harry a long time-"

"-Oh shit Potter was there too?" he said throwing his arms in the air and then slowly lowering them to massage his head again.

"Who the heck were you talking about?"

"Creevy, that guy completely worshiped that one guy… Deadric."

"Cedric Digory."

"Yea, right, he like staled the poor guy. And when he died the guy started stalking me, but not in a nice-I'm a fan kind of way. I got like two death threats a day at the beginning of my fifth year. The kids a freak." He swore again and said, "And both of them saw me in this. He turned on the guy walking next to them. "I couldn't just walk out of the school?"

The guy looked at him with worry etched on his face, "I…no?"

Ginny looked at the man quizzically as Draco turned back around quickly and pouted. By the time they got out of the place- The Malfoy manor couldn't use the floo network because of all the protection spell on it- she could have sworn he was sleeping. His elbow was resting on the handle and his head rested in his hand.

"We can't use a port key so we had no choice but to take the train and take a muggle cab the rest of the way to the manor. Thus the muggle wheelchair." He said as they waited at the platform seeing the train off in the distance.

"Well why the hell don't you just float me all the way there then, she doesn't have to push?" Draco said looking up hand still on his forehead.

"Well, I didn't think you'd like it… your father didn't." Both teenagers must have looked at him oddly because he seemed to be casting around for something to say. "Uhh... ehh… we'll he uh didn't like me much because I'm a… muggle lover? Uh… right."

Okay, even she didn't believe him, and that was a perfectly goo reason. Draco covered the sun from his eyes again and looked back down at his lap. "You were with him when he died?"

The guy seriously looked like he was going to die, Ginny thought he was going to too, but he just answered, "Yea." And looked away.

"Then you can tell me." He said sounding angry and looking up at the man's turned face. "Why the hell he didn't want me to come."

The man, noticing his tone of voice, turned and looked at Draco with and equally annoyed expression. "Because, he wanted you to stay in bed, he wanted you to get better, he didn't want you to die, and your mother to have to go through three loses."

Draco blushed, yes blushed- she giggled before Draco suddenly screamed. "Wait, what the hell do you mean three?"

Now it was the healers turn to blush. "I meant two."

"You better tell me." Draco screamed as the train started to roar onto the platform. He tried to stand up but both the other people pushed him back down.

"Your mother should tell you." He said as the doors slid open.

"No you can. She's gone through enough."

"HEY, SO HAVE I." The healer screamed. "Just as much as she has, I loved him just as much." He said quieter.

Both men were blushing. Ginny didn't get it, what the heck was going on. But Draco looked over at her and said to both of them. "It won't fit through there, I'm just gonna walk up the stairs and you too can figure out how to get it on there." He said, and walked up the stairs without either ones permission.

Eh, this wasn't fair. She wanted to know what was going on!

Neither guy looked at the other the entire trip. Partly because of what happened an partly because Draco slept almost the whole way. Well, the healer guy- which from polite conversation she found went by Alec Blake, stole glances at the sleeping Draco- to make sure he was alright?

"You know, he looks so much like his father." He said after a glance. She knew they were getting somewhere close to Platform 9 ¾, and she hoped they got there soon, she was bored out of her mind. At least when she got to Draco's there would be like, something evil to fight off.

She nodded, "I don't really think so but- I never really looked at Lucius before. Besides that Lucius has longer hair then Draco-had."

Alec smiled softly, "He did didn't he, well that was a while ago. He was as bald as can be before he died." He said quietly as he had smiled.

Ginny couldn't picture Lucius without hair. "So you and Lucius get along, I mean you must be a great doctor if you're working for him. I mean"

Again Alec blushed, jeez he was emotional- everything made this guy embarassed. "Yes, we were very close." He said looking out the window and biting his lip.

"And you're a good doctor?"

"Why do you keep asking that?" He asked with a hurt look.

"Just trying to pass the time." She said honestly. why was he taking so much offense- Oh jeez. "I'm sorry- I didn't mean anything by it." She said realizing what she thought he meant.

He looked shocked at her expression, "No, no that's okay. I'm just touchy." He said looking back out the window.

Poor guy, she might not trust him, but she would never accuse him of being a bad doctor. She knew everything they couldn't do for the patients. Like make them fully healthy for one.

They sat in silence a few seconds until Draco sprung awake shivering again. "Damnit." He said his teeth chattering as Ginny jumped to his side and rubbed her hands up and down his arms- her head on his shoulder.

"What's going on? Are you cold?" Alec asked sitting on Draco's other side.

Draco refused to look at Alec as he said, "N-nothing." Teeth still chattering.

Ginny wrapped him in a sideways hug instead and looked around his front to tell Alec, "He ain't cold, just had a bad dream is all." Alec sighed and ruffled his brown hair, sliding back to his seat across from them.

"I haven't had one in so long." Draco said. One hand was on his throbbing head and the other was covering the Ginny's two hands on his shoulder.

"I know." She said blankly.

"I thought maybe they would stop."

"That's probably why they came back." She joked.

He smiled- the first one she had seen all day- dang she was good. "Alright what am I supposed to do?"

"You can control your dreams you know, it's about the only thing you can control."

"I think you have that a little backwards." He said back, kissing the top of her head.

Alec tutted at the teenagers before she answered. "No, you can control your dreams- just not which dreams you have." She said closing her eyes and breathing in that scent. Wait that wasn't what she was used too. She was used to the smell of dove soap and mint. This was a different smell, a flowery one. Lilac…Jasmine…no? Rose… Well, whatever it was, she liked it. Besides, she could still smell the mint from his breath and the dove on his hands. The smell was a little overpowering at first but by the time it was time to get off the train and break apart- she couldn't get enough of it.

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