ANGEL OF MINE

Short Summary:She fell for him when he didn't know who he was. Will she still love him once he's regained his memory?

Full Summary:A badly banged-up and war-weary Draco Malfoy ended up under Ginny Weasley's care at the height of the War. She refused to look after her former schoolmate nemesis until she realized he has amnesia; maybe caring for him wouldn't be as tough as trying to co-exist with him at Hogwarts…

Disclaimer:Harry Potter is a copyright trademark of JK Rowling & the WB. No Profit is Made Off this Fic. I only own some of the OC characters, but the others aren't mine.

PhoenixRae's Note:I figured I might as well strike while the iron is still hot. In this case while my muse is still with me on this fic. Hope you're all enjoying the fic as much as I am enjoying writing it. Not exactly sure where this will be heading, I seem to keep on thinking of certain twists and bends but as usual the final outcome is still up in the air.

IV.Shades of the Boy He Used to Be

GINNY DRAGGED LUNA WITH HER TO TONKS' place one Saturday afternoon to visit with Malfoy. The other girl was reluctant to go at first, especially after Ginny told her he seemed to be remembering bits and pieces of his past ("I don't want to be the first person he hexes or curses when he's got his full memory back!" she exclaimed). It took Ginny an entire week to convince her co-worker and friend until finally Luna agreed and now here they were standing outside Tonks' flat waiting to be let in.

"Are you sure he's not as vile as he used to be?" asked Luna for the umpteenth time since they left the Burrow where they agreed to meet before flooing to the Leaky Cauldron in London and walk the rest of the way to Tonks' place a couple of blocks away.

"I'm certain. He's a bit touchy on the subject of his past, but he's coming into grips with the kind of person he was before he lost his memory," Ginny answered.

"And?"

"And what?"

"How's he taking it?"

"Not too well, I'm afraid, but he's fighting it hard to not revert to that kind of vile person," she reassured her worried friend.

Luna gave her a he'd-better-be look before knocking on the dark brown door again. "Merlin, what's taking them forever to answer?"

"Maybe one's asleep and one's in the shower," shrugged Ginny.

Luna made a face at her and pressed her ear against the door.

"What are you doing?" Ginny scolded.

Luna cocked an eyebrow and looked over her shoulder at her. "Listening for movements inside. We've been standing out here for close to five minutes now. I'm sure someone ought to have heard us knock."

"That's eavesdropping!"

"No, it's called checking to see if someone is at home."

"Of course someone's at home! Tonks never allows Malfoy to wonder about outside by himself. I kinda feel sorry for him, actually."

Luna frowned. "Why?"

"Because he's always locked up inside Tonks' place. His only means of seeing the outside world is by staying out on the balcony."

"Talk about a luxury prison. This arrangement is better than being thrown to Azkaban."

"What Azkaban?" Since this whole war started the Dementors allied with Lord Voldemort and what once was a hauntingly scary fortress in the middle of the raging sea became nothing but a shadow of what it once was. Now the Ministry had to set up a special security cells for captured Death Eaters in the lower floors of the Ministry office to lock them up.

"You know what I'm talking about. Anyway, hear any movements inside?"

Luna placed her forefinger against her lips and pressed her ear against the door again. Not two seconds later she jumped back and stared wide-eyed at the closed door. She came to stand beside Ginny, her eyes remained focused on the still closed door.

"What? What did you hear? Look flabbergasted!"

"That's because I am flabbergasted, Ginny!" snapped Luna and turned to glare at her friend. "I just heard Malfoy and Tonks yelling at each other!"

"You what?" Ginny couldn't believe what Luna just said. She pressed her ear against the closed door and listened. She jumped back in surprise when she heard raised voices inside belonging to Tonks and Malfoy. "Something must've happened to cause those two to argue like that."

"You think?" Luna said wryly.

Ginny ignored her comment and knocked hard and loud on the door. Surely they're bound to hear her banging on the door amidst their heated argument. She stepped back and waited. Two seconds later they heard the locks on the inside door and a red-faced Tonks answered the door.

"What?" she yelled then quickly regained her composure and gave Ginny and Luna an apologetic smile. "Sorry Gin, Luna," she nodded at the other blond girl who cowered behind Ginny.

"What's going on, Tonks? You look mighty pissed off."

Tonks let out a long, frustrated sigh before throwing her apartment door wide open. "Come on in girls, I welcome your company for a change." She stepped aside and waited until the two girls were inside before closing the door. Malfoy was no where to be found and Ginny turned to Tonks for answers.

"What happened in here?" The place wasn't in shambles per se, but it looked like some little items were thrown or shoved aside.

"Ask his princely holiness outside," Tonks jabbed his pointer finger at the direction of the balcony then drew out her wand to tidy her place up.

"What did you and Malfoy argued about?" asked Luna.

"The nasty little bugger doesn't want to clean up after himself, that's what!" answered Tonks, standing in front of her disarrayed living room sofa and magically rearranged the throw pillows that were on the floor. Her coffee table was set straight as well before she turned to the armchair.

"Why not?" asked Ginny.

"He said he's not a house elf to clean up after ourselves. The nerve of that git!" Tonks nearly broke her wand into two in her anger, good thing she controlled herself and instead lashed out on her furnitures.

"He knows about house elves?" asked Ginny.

"Yes! I was shocked at first and was about to ask him how he remembered it, but then he started smirking and acting all uppity that I just lost it."

"Hmm…sounds like the old Draco Malfoy to me," commented Ginny.

"You think?" Tonks made a face and rolled her eyes. "No wonder you guys complained a lot of about him. He's too much to hang around with!"

"I think we picked the wrong day to visit," mumbled Luna.

Ginny made a face at her companion and thanked Tonks for giving them the heads-up. She dragged her friend to the direction of the balcony, walking up to the door quietly in case Malfoy's still pissed off.

"Draco? Are you okay?"

"Today's not a good day for a visit, Ginny," he said without bothering to look at her. His voice had an edge to it, warning her he was in a foul mood.

"Why? Did you remember anymore? Want to talk about it?"

"I'd rather not talk about it." He pushed away from where he stood by the balustrade and turned to face his visitors. "I'm sorry but I am not in the mood for company today." He walked back inside and headed straight down the hallway leading to the bedrooms.

Surprised at this change in him, Ginny went after Malfoy down the hall against Luna's warning to leave him be. She left Luna with Tonks in the living room as she went straight to bang on Malfoy's closed bedroom door.

"I said leave me alone!" he yelled.

"I am not leaving you alone until you tell me what is wrong with you," Ginny insisted. She jumped back when the door was yanked open and a glaring Malfoy towered over her.

"Everything is wrong with me, Weasley!"

Ginny didn't know who was more shocked: her or Malfoy who seemed to know her last name when they both knew she never told him her last name.

"You remembered," was Ginny's shocked response to his outburst. "Draco, you—"

"Stay away from me. Leave me alone!" He slammed the door on her, leaving a dumbstruck at the closed door. She didn't bother pressing her luck. He was upset. He just called her by her last name. He must've remembered something awful to push her away like this.

HIS FULL MEMORY IS BACK, DO YOU THINK?" asked Tonks after serving her two guests tea and biscuits. She finally fixed up her place and after the episode with Draco and Ginny in the hallway leading to the bedrooms Tonks invited the apparently shaken redhead and the blond girl to stay and have tea with her.

"If he just called Ginny by her last name, then I say he's remembering more now than what he knew before," answered Luna and poured herself and Ginny some tea.

Tonks plunked herself on one of the chairs across from the two girls and sighed. "I hate to say this, but that git's starting to grow on me, you know? I am kinda not minding having him around, then this afternoon he must've remembered something – I dunno what it was that triggered it, but I knew it was triggered by something he saw in the telly – and the next thing I knew he was a sour puss," she explained.

"He obviously didn't want any of us around him," observed Luna.

"Do you think he's old self is back? I know he hated our guts before he received that nasty blow to the head."

Both women turned to Ginny who remained quiet throughout their conversation. She was nursing her cup in her hands and staring at the biscuits on the centre of the table. She couldn't believe what just happened, and fear gripped her heart when Malfoy's action towards her moments ago was anything to go by. She couldn't forget the look in his eyes as he glared at her. She felt as though he loathe her. It was definitely different from the looks he has been giving her since he opened his eyes whilst she was bent over him in the recovery tent weeks ago.

"Oh Ginny…" sighed Tonks and reached across the table to cover her hands with hers. "I'm sorry luv, I know you're starting to feel soft for that git too. But we both know once he regained his memory he'll revert back to the prat he used to be."

"Don't worry, Gin. If he mistreats you or hurt you, remember he's wandless – we can hex him to oblivion," promised Luna who wrapped her arm around her friend's shoulders.

"No need for you to resort to that," answered the person they were talking about.

The three women looked up at the haggard looking blond young man standing a foot away from the dining table where the three of them were congregated. He looked remorseful and those gray eyes of his were focused on the redhead.

"I owe you all an apology for the way I behave today," he began, his eyes moving from Ginny to Tonks to Luna then back to Ginny. "I saw a face in the telly that triggered an awful memory and it didn't stop with the initial memory that assaulted me. It was a flashflood of memories I'd rather not remember yet, but it came down on me like hot lava racing down a mountain."

"Whose face was it?" inquired Luna.

Draco took a deep breath, slipping his hands in his pants pockets and rocking back and forth on the balls of his feet.

"Draco?" it was Tonks who urged him.

"It was the face of my father, or at least a perfect look-alike of his," he answered after a while.

"Are you sure it was him?" Tonks pressed on.

"I am not certain. If he's a pureblooded wizard he wouldn't bother appearing in a Muggle news."

"Let's not forget that if he is allies with the Dark Lord, he'd be capable of doing anything and everything to please his master," Tonks pointed out.

"But why appear in a Muggle newscast?" Ginny finally joined the conversation, averting her gaze from Draco to look at Tonks. "What are the Death Eaters up to?"

"Shouldn't you be asking what the Dark Lord is up to instead?" said Draco wryly.

Ginny's forehead furrowed and turned to look at him again. "What do you mean?"

He crossed the room to stand by the table and addressed the three women whose attention he was now commending. He seemed to be treading deep waters at the moment. He was acting purely on gut-instinct. The flashbacks he received earlier were of his life prior to him losing his memory, and although none of those were crucial to the ongoing war they were battling right now, one minor memory upset him the most and was trying hard to believe.

He stole a quick glance at the redhead before him. His Angel; his salvation; his one reason for fighting this battle he so desperately wanted to lose. So far his past was reminding him of a very foul person who hated the likes of Ginny Weasley.

"Death Eaters won't move unless they were commanded by their leader, right? So what is the Dark Lord devising? Why is one of his minions appearing in a Muggle television program?"

"Those are good points, Draco," agreed Tonks and pushed her chair away from the table. "Excuse me while I contact my colleagues at the Ministry to check in to that." She headed for the fireplace in her bedroom to have some privacy talking to her fellow Aurors.

Draco waited until Tonks left before turning to Ginny. He has been beating himself up since he slammed the door at her earlier, but it was either that or yell at her some more. He just remembered what he did to her and to her family. He also remembered what she did to him the year before when she helped her friends escape him and his minions in school.

"Ginny, I'm sorry for what I did," he began.

"Uh…I believe that's my cue to leave you two alone. I'll just be in the living room and try to work this Muggle device called a telly," Luna pushed away her chair from the table and hightailed it to the living room.

Draco watched the blond girl go and was glad she understood his need for some privacy while apologizing to Ginny. Pulling the chair Tonks was using moments ago, he dragged it to where he stood and sat astride it.

"Your memory's coming back too soon," Ginny commented to break the uneasy silence that fell between them.

"I know," he agreed. "And I'm hating it with a passion," he added.

"But it's good that your memory's coming back," she insisted.

"I already told you I don't want to remember the person I was before because I do not like that person anymore than the person I became earlier today."

"You were upset. You just had a whopper of a memory overload."

"Please don't make excuses for me."

"I am not," she lied. "Draco, we both know that once you regain your memory back, not all of them will be pleasant ones. You'll either revert back to the person you were before the attack or you'll remain this person that you are now."

"I'll never be that person again," he promised and reached out to cup her hand in his hands. "The last thing I'll do is hurt you, Angel." He lifted her hand to his mouth and planted a soft kiss on her knuckles.

That was Ginny's undoing. She heard her heart silently break at the gentleness Draco was showing her. She didn't know when or how it happened, but somewhere in the middle of all this chaos she fell for this Draco Malfoy with her, and it was breaking her heart in the process.