Hogwarts
They were almost caught snogging by a flustered Arthur Weasley as he came bursting into Draco's room.
"Ginny, Draco," he said quickly. "So glad I found you." Ginny raised her eyebrows at her father.
"Dad?" she questioned.
"Well I have some good news for you both. You're both heading back to school today!"
"Why?" Ginny asked suspicion evident in her voice.
"Well, the new school year is beginning and you are both minors, well Draco's not but still uneducated, so naturally-" her father began awkwardly, his face flushing.
"The term started three weeks ago, Dad," Ginny said matter-of-factly. "What's going on?"
"Well your mother-"
"DAD!"
Arthur sighed, admitting defeat. "The Order has decided that now that Draco is recovered he is too much of a liability to keep around. They simply don't trust you not to run to your father with any and all information you may come into possession of while here. Why you would do that is a mystery to me." Draco was a little taken back with the older man's trust in him. He was right though. There was no way he was going to help his father and the Dark Lord after what they did to him. It dawned on Draco that that was probably why Mr. Weasley didn't think he was a risk. "And, Ginny, we think you should go back to school too. Your mother and I agree that you need an education and Hogwarts, despite what others believe, is still the safest place to be. Even without Dumbledore."
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It was harder for them to see each other while at Hogwarts. They went weeks without even catching a glimpse and were forced to correspond only by owl.
Ginny attended normal classes with the rest of the sixth years while Draco had private tutorials with teachers. He wasn't allowed the use of a wand unless under strict supervision, leading to many long, rant filled letters to Ginny complaining about how he was forced to live as a Mudblood. Ginny did point out that it was that attitude that got him in the situation as living like a Muggle but a short 'Do not deviate from the point, Ginevra' was all he sent in reply.
As Christmas neared, Ginny received an owl from her parents with the instructions to stay at school for the holidays and to stay out of trouble. She scowled at her parchment through breakfast before storming off to her first class of the day.
The already barren castle emptied further as the Christmas holidays began. Ginny woke excitedly on the first day of holidays. There were only four Gryffindors staying over Christmas and none of them were in her year. She would be completely alone all holidays! Free to visit Draco when ever she wanted, provided any ghosts, teachers or tattletale portraits didn't catch her of course.
She spent most of the holidays in Draco's room, much like she had at 12 Grimmauld Place, leaving only for meals and occasionally to sleep in her own room.
When classes resumed, they were forced back to the scarce secret meetings and owls. As exams loomed a new tension settled over the castle. Every teacher was tense. Professor Hercule worked them harder in Defense Against the Dark Art than even before and concentrated solely on practical application. They all knew what this meant. Voldemort was going to attack the castle and soon.
They didn't have to wait long. Students were celebrating finishing their exams when the first spells hit. The vacant Divination tower was the first to fall. Ginny and Draco felt the shock waves from his quarters in the dungeons.
They grabbed their wands and ran to the front of the school where Order members, Aurors, teachers and older students were already defending the castle. They dueled over the fallen bodies of their comrades as the battle raged. The Order was pushed back through the castle to the Great Hall by wave after wave of vicious Death Eaters.
The Death Eaters gave a primitive war cry as their Lord glided through the castle and into the Great Hall. He stood opposite Harry Potter, wand raised.
"The great Harry Potter," he hissed menacingly. "The Boy-Who-Lived, do not think I will make that mistake again!"
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A.N Sorry about the shortness. The next chapter is longer, promise.