Together a man and a woman stormed Honeydukes. The death eaters hiding within barely had time to register a full attack before they were unconcious. Ginevra was tired of hiding behind something and firing curses and hexes at distant enemies and subtelty had never been her companions prefered method of attack. They walked through the streets of Hogsmeade in confidence, but not folly; they took cover when they needed to, but they did not pause or hesitate in their advance. It was not more than ten minutes after they had joined forces that the battle had turned and been decided. The death eaters were fleeing the village as fast as they could and yet they all hoped they would not be the first to return and be called to report.

Less damage had been done than everyone had feared. There had been only one fatality and relatively few wounds, most curable on the field. The town itself had somehow survived with only one building sustaining extensive structural damage. The success of the battle was easily attributed to the two warriors who stood in the middle of the street in the middle of the town in the middle of the snow storm.

They stood there, side by side, watching those around them deal with the aftermath of the battle. They watched as field medics tended wounds and as Aurors rounded up the unconcious, wounded, and bound death eaters. They stood there in silence. Their cloaks billowed about them in the wind. Her hair danced about her face. Slowly his eyes turned to watch her. Slowly she closed hers and tilted her head the sky.

"I am sorry." His voice sounded as she had never heard before.

"For what?" She turned and met his gaze.

"That you are here. That your father is not. That I have hurt you more deeply than can ever be amended." His eyes held an expression they had never held before.

She tilted her head the side a little and gave a small smile. "You are here. That is all that matters now."

He raised his hand and held her face. "Thank you."

She closed her eyes. "For what?" Her smile widened.

"For the risk you have taken. For the patience you have had. For setting me free."

"You are here. It was all worth it."

She could feel a pressure ever so incredibly light slowly bringing her face up and she could feel him getting closer to her. She did not open her eyes as she took half a step closer to him.

"GIN?" She fell back with a soft thud and a sigh. "GIN!" The hand had left her face and was now scratching the back of his head as he chuckled lightly. They both looked up to see Ron walking toward them with a very relieved expression on his face. "Oh good! I was afraid you had gotten one of them to chase yo..." He had finally recognized who she was with. "Oh..." He had no idea what to say.

"Ron! She's... Ah!." Harry ran up next to them. "Hey Gin. I saw you on the battle field earlier and wanted to warn him, but it looks like he found you first." Ron was looking back and forth between them, trying to accept that the man standing before him really was who he was.

Ginevra smiled warmly. "Ron, you know Draco. He helped me empty this town of death eaters a few moments ago. In fact, he took one down right before it hit you in the back as you ran into Zonko's."

"Uh...Right. Thanks." Ron awkwardly held out his hand.

"Any time." Draco took the offered hand and shook it like he had been waiting years to be introduced to this man. "I know this must be odd for you, so take your time." The corners of his mouth were twitching in amusement. His worldview may have changed, but he still had a rather dry, somewhat sarcastice sense of humor that would never fail to find the entertainment value of other's discomfort, especially when it was his fault.

"Glad to have you with us." Harry shook Draco's hand warmly. "Well, Ron and I better get going. We told Hermione we would meet her as soon as the battle was over and head out if we weren't too tired and we aren't. Hopefully we'll be back before too long and we can end all this." He gave Ginevra a quick hug and turned back to Draco. "You take care of her now. There hasn't really been anyone around here that I figured up to the challange so I've been kinda worried. Nott's been doing the best he can and Snape helps when he's needed, but I'm counting on you now."

Draco looked over at Ginevra who had an amused expression on her face and back at Harry. He had nothing to say so he bowed instead. When he was standing straight again Harry clasped wrists with him and they shook Roman style.

Ron mumbled a "Bye Gin," hugged his sister, and actually nodded at Draco respectfully before walking off with Harry, still in a minor daze.