AN: Sorry for the long wait between chapters, I have been very busy recently and this chapter has given me a lot of trouble so yeh it's a bit crap. Blaise in this story is described the way I always thought he would look like before HBP ruined that so I am full aware he doesn't really look like that.

Chapter Five.

Draco was sitting in the cool green grass that covered her grave, leaning back against the cool grey stone that was he headstone. Picking out the engraving for the headstone had been hard, her death was now carved in stone and that made everything so real. Before he could just pretend that she was on holiday or something and that she wasn't dead. He started to trace the letters with his fingers.

Ginevra Molly Malfoy

11th August 1981 - 13th May 1999

Beloved wife and mother

Forever in our hearts

May you rest in peace.

He wanted Daisy to grow up with proper parents, something he never had when he was a child. Now that would never happen because her mother was dead and it was all his damn fault. He should be the one dead, he was the traitor, he was the one who failed to kill Dumbledore. He yelled out in fustration which caused Daisy to start wailing. He picked her up and started to rock her, praying that she would fall asleep. His prayers were answered and she stopped wailing, stuck her thumb in her tiny (but loud) mouth and fell asleep.

"You know Gin, she really looks like you. I wish you could see her. Can you see her?"

Any passerby would have thought he had gone mad, in fact if he saw himself talking to a lump of stone he'd think he was mad too, but talking to the place where she laid was oddly comforting. He felt like she was close and she could hear and see everything he was doing.

"Why didn't you come back as a ghost? I know not many people choose to and everything but at least that way I could see you and talk to you."

He saw a flash of red out of the corner of his eye and groaned. How many times did he have to tell Ron to bugger off and leave him alone? This was his private time and he didn't want anyone hearing anything he said - he'd be a laughing stock. He didn't notice the shadow cover over him until he heard someone speak.

"How are you Draco?"

"Fine. What are you doing here Blaise?" He looked up into the piercing blue eyes of his best friend.

Blaise walked over and sat down beside him, he sat there awkwardly for a moment not really knowing what to say. What do you say to someone that has just lost their wife?

"I miss her too, Draco."

They sat in silence for a while, watching the leaves on the trees sway gently in the cool breeze before Draco answered, "I know."

"What are you going to do now?"

"I'm not sure, I don't even know what's going on in my mind or anything, I know she's dead and everything but I still hear her at night and I still feel her presence. It feels like she's not dead - just not here but then everytime when I walk into the kitchen here at the burrow I look at the clock and her handle is pointed at 'dead' and that squashes any hope I have that I might see her again. I just can't seem to let go and I feel terrible, and now Daisy's going to grow up without her mother. I need to do something to move on."

"Take a trip." suggested Blaise.

"I don't think this is the right time for a holiday Blaise!" Draco snapped.

"No, I mean go on a trip to all the significant places that you went to with Ginny. For example go to where you first got together, where you got married and where you went on your honeymoon and places like that. Relive the memories before it's too late."

Draco was silent for a while thinking about what Blaise had just suggested, and then he stood up and said, "Blaise you are a genius," before picking up his daughter from where he had placed her on a rug on the grass and heading back towards the burrow.

Blaise stood there confused at Draco's reaction before shrugging and apparating back to his flat with a loud POP. He had a date with a certain Miss Lovegood to get ready for.

AN: I know this is a short chapter but its mainly a filler one. I wanted his first part of his journey to be in a seperate chapter. I hope this chapter wasn't too bad.. I rewrote it about 5 times each differently. And btw Ginny is buried at the end of the garden at the burrow in a fenced off area which is why the burial was private etc.