Disclaimer: I don't own Harry Potter or Memory, from the musical Cats

Surfacing

Daylight
I must wait for the sunrise
I must think of a new life
And I mustn't give in
When the dawn comes
Tonight will be a memory too
And a new life will begin
-- Memory, from Cats

"It's spring now!" Ginny chirped, looked out the window at the drying patches of snow.

Draco groaned. "Birds cooing, rabbits reproducing, April showers bringing May flowers? Come off it. You like spring as much as I do."

"I like spring some, just not as much as autumn. And it rains all the time in England, Draco."

"Whatever."

"You know the media hasn't died out yet? They're still looking for us. I went shopping for food and they just swarmed around me."

Draco shrugged, and then he smirked. "That just means we'll have to stay…inside."

Ginny didn't miss the insinuation, and she was drinking water when she heard the last remark. She spit the water out on the floor and coughed. "What?"

"I'm just kidding, Ginevra. Though it's not like I haven't thought of making out with you all day. Actually, I wouldn't mind but – " He found himself mouthing words instead of saying them.

Ginny was calmly wiping the floor of water when Draco came up behind her. She turned and said, "Yes, I put a Silencing Charm on you."

Draco mouthed something. "Why? Because you were being a bad boy." Draco's brow furrowed. "Take it off? I don't think so. It's very peaceful now, isn't it?" Draco's eyes narrowed.

The next thing she knew, she was tackled to the ground and laughing while Draco tickled her mercilessly. "Alright, I'll take it off." She grabbed her wand and flicked it in Draco's direction.

He was still on top of her, hands braced on each side of her head. Ginny felt lightheaded, as if she was dreaming, warmth pooling into her stomach. "Don't do that." Draco said firmly, but Ginny saw that his eyes were a soft grey color before he leaned down to kiss her and all she could do was close her eyes.

"Hermione, I know its like only a few weeks till your wedding, but you've got almost everything planned. Why don't you just go and relax. Ron is getting grumpy that you never spend time with him."

Hermione scoffed. "Nonsense."

"It's not. He keeps complaining. All I hear from him now, besides 'be careful around Malfoy' and 'I fully support you Gin, but don't you think you deserve someone better than Malfoy?' are things like 'Where's Hermione?' or 'I keep telling her that I love her, but – "

"Okay, I get it. Let's just go over the setup again and then I'll let you leave."

"Thank you, Hermione. But it's really for you, you know."

They had been discussing the entrance of Hermione according to the music when Hermione blurted out, "Have you and Draco, um, done it?"

Ginny's eyes widened and her hand tightened. The paper she was holding crinkled. "No. Why?"

"You guys just seem so comfortable with each other. Usually it means that you've had sex."

"I haven't even moved in yet."

"You don't have to live together to do it. In fact, you start doing it, and then you move in."

When did Hermione start to be so tactless? "Hermione, we live right next to each other, what's the point of – "

"Haven't you even thought about it?"

"I have, but – " Ginny stopped, chewing on her bottom lip.

"But what?"

"I don't know if I can. I always thought that – "

Hermione sensed Ginny's uneasiness. "Never mind, Gin. Don't think about it too much. It'll happen when it happens."

As Ginny left, she couldn't help but to think about it.

"Do I have to?"

"It would be nice if you did." Ginny said, screwing up her face into what she knew would make him say yes.

Draco sighed, why did she have to make that depraved angel face again? "I really don't want to go to your brother's birthday – "

Ginny frowned and looked up at Draco imploringly. Draco shut his eyes, then opened them and smirked. "Right then, you owe me."

Ginny brightened visibly. "What?"

"Kiss me."

Ginny rolled her eyes. "Don't you always, you greedy glutton."

"Only for you, Ginevra." Draco smirked. "Do your best."

Ginny had to step onto her tiptoes to reach up to Draco, hands on his shoulders, then lightly brushed his lips with hers and started to pull away. Draco groaned, "You're not getting away with that" and wrapped his arms around her waist, pulling her closer. What began as an innocent kiss became so heated that Ginny felt her thighs hit the end of Draco's bed and they toppled over, still pressed against each other. Draco ran his lips down Ginny's neck.

Ginny's head swam. She trembled. Thoughts flew by. She couldn't do this. It was too fast.

Flying.

Molten silver.

Heat.

It was too intense. Ginny pulled away, pushing her hands into Draco's hard chest. His eyes were a dark silver that she had never seen before, a dark pool of swirling mist.

"I'm sor – " She started to say.

Draco shook his head, his rumpled hair standing on end, his eyes returning to their original grey.

They sat there. Ginny straightened her blouse and got up. "I'll just – I'll just go then."

Draco could only nod.

Later that night, Draco had lain in bed, staring up at the ceiling. They had both wanted it. He could still feel her, still feel the magic, still feel the passion.

What had made her suddenly turn aside?

He thought, and couldn't think of any reason except that perhaps it was too much for her. Or was it something else, something more sinister?

Am I really the one for her?

The sandy haired young man held a suitcase as he waited in line at the airport, ignoring the come hither looks of the women around him. He pulled out a creased and rumpled newspaper that had obviously spent too much time in his pocket.

If anyone had looked closer they would have noticed that the snow in the picture was gently falling, even though the entwined couple did not move, and that the date was more than a week ago. The man sighed and thought how hard it was to get away from Ireland during spring training.

But he would get away. He had to return to England and stop this nonsense. He stepped forward to buy his ticket.

"Happy birthday dear Ron, Happy Birthday to you!" chorused the Weasley family.

Ron blew out many candles, saying afterwards, "I'm getting too old for this," and Hermione kissed his cheek.

"You're never going to be too old," protested Ginny. "Even Bill still blows out his candles." She laughed at Bill's indignant face.

Draco, staring at the birthday cake being cut, wondered for the millionth how different his life was. There was never such boisterous singing, blowing of too many candles to count, or even the warmth that everyone radiated.

Charlie put a hand on Draco's shoulder, holding an orange wrapped box. "Hey Draco."

It was strange to have a Weasley call him by his first name, as Charlie and Bill had taken to doing. Draco declined his head. "Weasley."

Charlie shook his head exasperatedly. "Don't you ever get confused? There are six Weasleys here, according to you. I'm sure they wouldn't mind if you called them by their first names, nor would it kill you."

Draco just smirked at him. "Well, Weasley number two, I will if they will."

Charlie sighed. "You'll never learn."

Everyone bustled around Ron, pushing presents in his face, clapping him on the back, the twins teasing him about his age. Draco slipped his arm away from Ginny, who didn't notice, and went out the back door.

The sky was dark and the stars glittered. The air was cool, brushing against his face.

A voice drifted from his right. "Too much for you, Malfoy?"

Draco turned to face a pair of startling green eyes. Even in the moonlight his scar was visible. "I could say the same to you." Draco replied.

"No, Ron's my best friend. It's just that – "

Draco looked at Harry, really looked at him. "The War."

Harry bowed his head slightly. "Yes."

"It's changed you."

"I try to hide it." Harry admitted.

Draco snorted, running a hand through his hair. "People who think dying is the worst thing don't know a thing about life."

"You killed your father."

"It was partly because of Dumbledore and partly because of Severus."

Harry wasn't surprised to hear the potion's master's first name. "That day you tried to kill Dumbledore, it was the end, wasn't it? You discovered it wasn't all light and glory. You had to hide from those you thought you trusted."

"You know me a lot better than you think you do."

"I saw it, when I was dueling with Voldemort. It was like you appeared and killed your father, just like that. You didn't want the honor though."

"There's no honor in that."

"But without that – "

Draco shook his head. "He was my father, Potter. You know how bad it feels, to discover that he doesn't even give a damn about his son, that I was just another heir, another Lucius?" He spat the name.

"He's better off dead."

"That I wholly agree with."

They were silent for a minute. Then Draco spoke again. "Dumbledore was right."

"Right about what?"

"That I wasn't a killer."

"I was there."

Draco raised his eyebrows.

"I was under an invisibility cloak. My father's." He added, seeing Draco's astonished face.

"I froze that day. Couldn't do it. Even though all my life I was taught that Dumbledore was just a fool, a nobody, I couldn't do it." Draco felt different, so different from when he had told Ginny.

"You said that he'd kill your family?" He didn't need to elaborate on who 'he' was.

"Yeah, my mother. I thought then that I was saving my father too, but he sided with Voldemort when I ran way, the bastard." Draco's lip curled and his eyes were metallic.

Harry couldn't imagine how Draco must have felt, forced to kill the greatest wizard of all time, to save his mother. Draco was suddenly humanized, suddenly on the same ground as he was.

"It was my initiation test." Draco said, clenching his fist. "One of the hardest initiations. My mother made an Unbreakable Vow with Snape, that he would finish my task for me if I failed."

Harry was startled. Unbreakable Vows were just that – unbreakable. Both Narcissa and Snape must have loved Draco to make such a vow. Now everything made more sense. Snape had never come back to the Order, but he had fought on their side. So did Draco, it turned out.

"Didn't Voldemort ever look for you?"

"Of course. So did my father. But Severus was able to tell me if Voldemort was coming after me. He was pretty distracted, with you finding the Horcruxes."

Harry grinned, the first since they started talking. "Nice to be of service. So where'd you stay."

"The muggle world."

"Not exactly your cup of tea, of course." Harry said dryly.

"It was away from my father and Voldemort." Draco shrugged.

"Point taken."

Another minute of silence passed. They stood there, next to each other, silhouetted against the night sky.

"You know, Potter, you're not that bad at all."

"Same to you Malfoy, same to you."

Ginny walked back home with Draco. It had been slightly awkward ever since that day in Draco's bedroom. Ginny had blushed red when she first saw him after that incident, but Draco just played it cool and kissed her on the forehead.

"Goodnight, Ginevra."

"Night, Draco." She fiddled with the doorknob.

He waited for her to go in, as he always did. Suddenly Draco felt her arms around his neck and her lips against his. Then she was gone and the door closed.

Draco smiled for once instead of smirking.

On the other side of the door, Ginny leaned against the door, breathing faster than normal. She put her bag on the coffee table and went into the kitchen, pouring herself a glass of water, trying to calm her racing heart.

There was a noise in the darkness. Ginny frowned and reached for her pocket, feeling for her wand, when she realized it must be in her bag.

"Hello Ginny. You look good."

Seamus Finnigan came out of the darkness, smiling at Ginny.

"Seamus?" Ginny cried.

"Yes babe." Seamus continued to smile at her.

"Don't call me that! How'd you get in?"

Seamus jingled the keys in his hand at her. "You know you like it when I call you babe. It's called house keys. The ones that I still have."

"Give me those. You shouldn't be here." Ginny snarled, reaching for the keys.

He stuffed them in his pocket, out of reach. "Because you're dating Malfoy." It was not a question.

"Not only that. I will personally perform a Bat Bogey Hex if you do not shut up and leave." She grabbed her wand.

"Big words, babe. You wouldn't possibly hex me. I'm not that hard to forget."

"Want to see me try?" Ginny pointed the wand at him.

Ginny had a dangerous glint in her eyes that Seamus recognized. She would hex him. But he couldn't help throwing one last thought at her.

"You didn't want me to leave. You didn't. And no Malfoy is going to replace me in your life."

With that he left, and Ginny groaned.

Ginny knocked on Draco's door, which was a difficult task due to the many bundles she held in her arms. Draco opened the door, clad in only a pair of jeans.

Ginny stared at Draco's toned chest, caught off guard.

Draco smirked. "Hello Ginevra. Enjoying the view?"

"It's rather nice." Ginny smiled. "But not the best I've seen."

"You better think it's the best." He kissed her hard, for what seemed like the first time in days, since that episode in his bedroom. When he put his arms around her, however, packages tumbled from her arms.

They separated and Ginny laughed while Draco stooped to pick up the bags. "What's this?"

"For Hermione's wedding. She wants me to help her do those little wedding favors that people get to take home. They do it in the muggle world."

"What is she planning to do?"

Ginny shrugged. "Something that involves cutting and tying endlessly. She doesn't have time so I'm helping her. Do you want to help me?"

"Only for you, Ginevra."

Minutes later they sat at the kitchen table, unraveling ribbons and opening little jars. Ginny placed a bag of candy and sprigs of a delicate white flower.

"So what do we do?"

Ginny held up the tiny round jars, about three inches tall. "You pour the candy about three-fourths full into these jars, then I'll tie the ribbon, " here she picked up the gold colored ribbon, "and place the flower in. So it'll end up looking like this." She pulled out a jar filled with candy and a single flower from yet another box. Ginny passed him the box with the jars in it and they started.

Draco was putting the red and white peppermint candy pieces in the jars when he noticed that there were names written in a flowing script on them. "Hey, Ginevra, the candy has 'Ron and Hermione' written on it."

She looked up. "Yeah, it's on the ribbon too." She showed him. "Do you know what flower this is?" She motioned to the flowers.

He squinted at the miniscule flowers. "I think it's forget-me-not. My mother has some in her garden."

"It's pretty."

They continued until Ginny discovered that Draco was sneaking some candy into his mouth.

"Ginevra. Just a few pieces. No one will notice!"

"No, no, no! It's not my candy!"

Draco ate another piece and waited for her to yell at him. She's gorgeous when she gets mad. He smirked inwardly. What he didn't expect was for Ginny to tackle him to the ground.

"Ouch, Ginevra!"

"You deserved it." She got off of him and held out a hand to help him up. Instead, she found herself crashing down upon Draco once again.

"You play dirty." She mumbled to his chest.

He flipped her over so she was under him. "You know you like it." He stared into her dark eyes.

That triggered a memory.

You know you like it when I call you babe.

Oh, in Merlin's name. What about Seamus' sudden appearance?

Draco was leaning down to kiss her when the door burst open. A tall dark haired young man stood there, a suitcase in one hand and a pillow in the other. Draco rolled his eyes.

"I didn't invite you for a slumber party, Blaise."

"Oh, go put on a shirt, Draco."

"Doesn't bother Ginevra here." He motioned to the red haired girl trying half heartedly to pull herself out from under him. "Blaise, Ginevra Weasley. Ginevra, Blaise Zabini."

"Nice to meet you." Blaise paused and grinned sexily. "Though you two are busy. Sorry to interrupt."

"Yeah, yeah. What do you want?"

"My house is overrun by doxies."

Draco sighed. "I warned you, didn't I? No, but you had to act like the living dead and not light a fire or anything. You know doxies like the cold. What'd you do in Hogwarts, sleep through Defense Against the Dark Arts?"

"As a matter of fact, I did. But it's too late now. I'll just need to get rid of them. Meanwhile, I need a place to stay."

Draco understood Blaise's reluctance to return to his old manor. He relented, "Alright."

It's great with Blaise here, Ginny decided, watching the two fight over how much candy to pour in, or whether the flower was positioned exactly right. This was yet another side of Draco she had to discover. He seemed completely relaxed with Blaise, much like how she was with him, open and trusting.

Ginny bit her lip. How could she tell him about Seamus now?

Author's Notes: I'm SO sorry. I jsut couldn't update. I really wasn't planning on updating this week either, but your pitiful cries of 'update, update' made my heart ache. Though I do not appreciate complaints from people, especially those who do not review on a regular basis anyhow. I really am sorry, but if you went to my profile, I explained everything. I will explain everything in a concise version.

IAM TIRED (go to profile for longer explanation)

yes, i was tired all this week and theweek before. I slept last night for an incredible fourteen hours. That's just not normal for me. I had a thousand tests last week from AP Comp Sci to AP Euro to the PSAT. It was madness. Ihave a life, and thoughI am flattered that so many of you love my story and wait patiently for it all week (especially you, youngwriter56, I'm so sorry that I didn't make sunday happy for you) , I was just so tired that I couldn't write. I just couldn't. And I don't want anyone to pay for it by having a really lousy and short chapter. Especially now that we are almost reaching the end. Updates will come every two weeks from now on. I hope you can understand that. Thank you.

Anyway, about this chapter, Seamus came back, yes, he did. I hope I didn't confuse you too much with Draco and Harry's talk. They switched back and forth between several different events. Forget-me-not (the flowers in Hermione's wedding favors) mean true love. I thought it was fitting since it was a wedding. The red and gold allude to the Gryffindor colors at Hogwarts. Note that Draco/Ginny's relationship is getting quite complex, both inside AND out.

the 'depraved angel' phrase is from Bet Me by Jennifer Crusie. I don't own it. Nor do I own, the line that Draco says, "People who think dying is the worst thing don't know a thing about life" to Harry is from Sue Monk Kidd's The Secret Life of Bees.Both are very good books.

Draco & Ginny forever, thanks for review EVERY single chapter. I really appreciate it.

Definition of Darkness, besides loving your penname, there will definitely a confrontation. I've been looking forward to it all through the story! Good, you read my mind!

EmmyLou32, I absoultely love Beauty and the Beast too! Thank you for all the encouraging comments!

ILOVEDRACO, I'm so glad you were laughing! I have done that one too many times with other stories.

lily, i fully intend to finish this fic. see below for more after Match Me!

peter-pan-equals-luv, I'm so sorry. Words cannot express my sadness.

Alexandria Malfoy, yayayay, you loved the pix. So did I. It's something all mothers of the guys we date should do. ;) If you have time though, read over the chapters and you will get your answer to whether Harry really does like Ginny, espcially the first few and the ones when Draco visits the Weasleys and Harry is there. but did you get what made Harry say, 'so it was you'? I hope that was clear enough.

Yeran85, thank you for saying that you like the charactization and think that it's believable. I try. :)

LeftToWonder, yep, I loved writing that part about the pixs.

Moonyk, very nice, moonyk, good guess/hypothesis. In a way, if you think about it, Draco DID save Harry. He killed Voldemort's right hand man -- Lucius Malfoy.

youngwriter56, I feel horrible for letting you down. I'm soo sorry. Please forgive me.

Escritor, I sooo wish I had older brothers too! That would be so awesome. I live in Southern California, and I go to Troy. If you want to know more about me, visit my xanga site. It's on my profile. ;)

aleja21, yep, I lovedwriting that part too. It was very fun.

and to all the otherreviewers for the last chapter, new and old both:
overprotected stina limegirl62crystal moon magic alexandria j. malfoy wandless HyperSquishy PsYcHiC SeLiNa serenity melody life2me zenni SPARKLE FAIRY PinayAko

Please answer: Just wondering, how many of you think Ginny is a virgin? (it'll come up later)

Yes, of course!

No, remember Seamus?

I wish she were, but she isn't.

I really don't have to ask what you think of Draco, do I?

And here are my Upcoming Fic Ideas. I'll probably do all of them eventually, but tell me which one sounds the best, and I'll start right after Match Me ends!

Sand in My Shoes: Draco/Ginny romance
Inspired by Dido's song of the same name, Ginny Weasley has a remarkably pleasant life. She's dating the world's nicest guy, has supporting parents and friends, and is about to become a full time Healer. Yet she is sent on a trip, away from her so called 'pleasant' life. How could she have known that two weeks away from England could have resulted in such disastrous events? Falling in love was the last thing she expected. Especially with a blond haired, grey eyed Adonis by the name of Draco Malfoy.

my thoughts on the idea: I think this is the one that I would reallyenjoy doing. Ireally likethe song, and it's really an inspiration for me:)

Fields of Gold: Draco/Ginny romance
It was War. A war between good and evil, between light and darkness, and between two lovers who were caught in the midst of it all. Both are only pawns in the greater scheme of things. Ginny Weasley is sent by the Order to seduce Draco Malfoy, who in turn is to gain Ginny's trust until he learns of the Order's plans. Both know that falling in love would risk everything. But this is a story of trust and betrayal, of being lost and found, of discovering who you really are, but above all, it is a story about sacrifice.

my thoughts on the idea: I want to expand my horizons with this fic, though I would prefer to do it after at least one more fic. I've have done the very cute and fluff, and I want totry my hand at a darker fic.

All I Ask Of You: Draco/Ginny romance
Based on Just Like Heaven with Reese Witherspoon and Mark Ruffalo. They were so different. Fire and ice. Weasley and Malfoy. Gryffindor and Slytherin. Healer and Auror. Good girl and bad boy. But when Draco Malfoy accidently angers his girlfriend and she puts a curse on him, the only thing he can do is accept his situation -- stuck with Ginny Weasley as a ghost like apparition she can only see until he finds a way to bring himself back to his slumbering body.

my thoughts on the idea: Make note that the title is pending. I think I can do better than that, though it is a passable title. I think the hardest part of this fic would be not copying the movie too much. But it would be another fun story to write.

tell me what you think!

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