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…

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PhoenixRae's Note: I think I am going too fast with the pace of this fic, but I can't help it. I am just typing away, trusting my muse to guide me in the right direction for this one. And again a big thank you to everybody reading & enjoying this fic. I can't wait to find out how this story will unfold.

V. Happy Birthday, Angel

GINNY'S SIXTEENTH BIRTHDAY WAS SUPPOSED to be just a quiet affair. She'd prepare a little something at home that she'd share with her parents, brothers and sister-in-law. There was a war going on after all and the last thing she wanted was to make a huge celebration of her birthday, not that she was denied the chance to do so, but under the circumstances she'd rather not throw a big party for herself.

But Ginny's plan was foiled when, after a long shift at the recovery unit, she was surprised by members of her family as well as close Order of the Phoenix members and friends who jumped out of their respective hiding places as soon as she flooed in to the Burrow. Her biggest surprise, however, was Draco's presence at the Burrow. Tonks had to drag him with her since she couldn't very well leave him alone at her place while she was out partying. His presence at her party didn't seem to bother everybody else there, especially her brothers whom Ginny knew loathed the very thought of co-existing with a Malfoy.

She owed Tonks for making sure everybody present was aware of his condition and why he was dragged along.

After everyone's full to the brim and were back inside socializing, Ginny and Draco slipped out to the backyard. They sat at the swing and let out a sigh of relief for finally finding some time for themselves.

"I'm glad you came today," she told him after a while.

"Me too, even though I had to beg Tonks for an entire week to take me with her. I know I am under house arrest, but I am a very cooperative prisoner of hers so I think I deserve to be rewarded for good behavior, right?" he grinned and pushed the swing back and lifted his feet to swing forward.

Ginny did the same and was soon swinging in opposite direction from his. The sun was setting in the horizon and its bright tangerine colour shone on them. She let her swing come to a slow stop and closed her eyes, lifting her face up to the sun's descending ray. She didn't know that Draco stopped pushing his swing and was now standing in front of her, blocking the sun.

Ginny slowly peeled her eyes open and stared up at the face of the boy responsible for making her feel as though her whole world would be ripped off her chest once he regained his memory back. She opened her mouth to ask him why he was standing there looking at her that way, but the next thing she knew she was watching his silvery blond head lean closer and closer to her face.

Ginny's eyes closed at the initial touch of his lips on hers. It was the lightest of touches, but it was the most erotic she's ever felt.

Draco seemed uncertain at first, merely brushing his lips against hers, tasting the sweet nectar of her lips. Something was pulling him back; a galling voice at the back of his head telling him no. But who was he to deny a dying man his poison?

Not wanting to sound too cheesy or anything, but when Draco finally gave in and kissed her with gusto, Ginny swore she saw fireworks lit up behind her closed eyelids. Opening her mouth to him, tasting the forbidden fruit she wouldn't have had the chance to taste if the fates hadn't worked their wonders on them just now.

She became too lost in his kiss that she didn't realize they were no longer alone in the backyard. Draco was yanked away from her and heard a familiar voice she hadn't heard in weeks scream out, "Stop that!"

Ginny's eyes snapped open in an instant and saw a surprised Draco being dragged by the arms by her brother and her ex-boyfriend. Hermione stood behind her yelling at her two best friends to not harm the boy they caught kissing her.

"Harry, don't!" she screamed out the same time Hermione did when she saw Ron holding Draco up for Harry punch squarely on the jaw.

Draco barely had a good look at his assailant before his world turned black. Ginny's scream was the last he heard before he passed out.

GINNY KICKED RON AND HARRY OUT OF HER bedroom while she attended to a still unconscious Draco. She was far too upset to welcome them back after what they did to him.

Tonks dragged Harry and Ron aside, giving them an earful before Molly Weasley took her turn in giving the two young men heck.

Hermione and Luna remained in the room with Ginny while they waited for Draco to come around. Luna filled Hermione in on the reason why Draco Malfoy, the person responsible for Albus Dumbledore's death, was at the Burrow and caught red-handedly kissing Ginny in the backyard.

"How did it happen?" asked Hermione after Luna finished explaining why Malfoy was with them.

"How did what happen?" Ginny asked.

"The attack. What was Malfoy doing with the Auror he was found with?"

"That's what Tonks and everybody else is trying to find out," answered Luna. She became Ginny's closest confidant since Hermione took off with her two best friends. "You see the Auror that caught him didn't make it. He was hit with the death curse."

"And now you say he's lost his memory?" Hermione stared dumbstruck at the unconscious blond haired boy on Ginny's bed.

Luna nodded, following Hermione's gaze and watched Ginny put cold compress on his head and applies some sort of sticky potion to get rid of the nasty bruise Harry's fist left on his jaw.

"He still doesn't know everything?"

"He's starting to remember, and believe me he gets nasty when he remembers bits and pieces of his past that he doesn't want to remember."

Hermione cocked an eyebrow and looked at the blond girl with her. She normally couldn't tolerate the Ravenclaw, but after the life changing experience all of them went through, Luna changed from the space-head she was known to be to this almost normal person she was with her now.

"By nasty you mean…?"

"Oh, the usual Malfoy temper takes precedence," she shrugged.

"And Ginny tolerated it?"

"He's always sorry afterwards. And believe it or not, Ginny and Malfoy became real close friends since he was brought under her care at the recovery unit," Luna confided.

Hermione was both surprised and impressed that Ginny was able to stand Malfoy's nasty moods. She was made of far sterner stuff than she gave her credit for.

DRACO REMAINED KNOCKED OUT for a good two hours. Harry's anger and jealousy at finding his former school nemesis playing tonsil hockey with his ex-girlfriend didn't sit well with him and fuelled his punch he gave him. Ginny, Hermione and Luna left him alone to rest in her bedroom and joined everybody else downstairs. Harry and Ron both sought her out to apologize, but Ginny would hear nothing of it. She was far too upset with the two of them to stand the mere sight of them.

Ginny excused herself from everyone and stepped outside to get some fresh air. Harry was relentless and followed her there. He was adamant he had a word with her about her dalliance with the enemy.

"What are you doing here, Harry? Go back inside and mingle with everybody."

"Can we talk?"

"About what?"

"About what I just saw when the three of us apparated here, that's what."

Ginny cocked an eyebrow and turned about face to look at him. "What's there to talk about? You just punched the daylights out of someone before asking any questions!"

"His hands were all over you! What was I supposed to think when I saw my number one enemy pawing on my girlfriend!"

"Ex-girlfriend," she was quick to correct him. "Remember we broke up after Dumbledore's funeral?"

"It was for your own good."

"Am I that fragile for you to want to put up on a pedestal?"

"I care for you too much, Gin, to lose you, let alone see you get hurt," he admitted.

"And yet you don't give a rat's arse whether Ron or Hermione get hurt?"

"Of course I do! I didn't want them to go with me, but they're a pair of stubborn mules."

"But you allowed them to go with you while you argued with me to the bitter end of not going with you three!"

"I have no hold on either one of them. And I know I have no hold on you either, but taking you on that search trip with us…it wasn't easy what we did. We spent days camped out in the open hiding under my dad's old Invisibility Cloak! I wanted to spare you that experience, Ginny," he explained.

Ginny jutted her chin at him and presented him her back. She was still upset with him for not having enough faith in her and for what he did earlier as soon as he arrived to the Burrow.

"Ginny—"

"We parted ways, Harry. The day you told me I couldn't go with you because it was too dangerous, I made up my mind and moved on."

"And you moved on to Malfoy?" he said bitterly.

Ginny spun around and met his gaze. She forced herself not to slap him for the condescending implication his tone sent her.

"I care for Draco. I want to help him."

"Help him get better? Help him remember that kind of prick he was before? And then what, huh?" he taunted. "And then what, Ginny? What would you do once he's remembered everything? Did you ever think about him returning to hating you once he's regained his full memory?"

"The thought crossed my mind, Harry, but that's beside the point."

"It is not! Ginny, Malfoy will always be Malfoy. He's a pureblood snob who'd look down his nose at you for being poor. You can't change the person he was just because he has amnesia."

"I am not asking for a miracle, Harry. Once Draco regains his memory and he reverts back to the vile person he was before, he'll be under the Ministry and Order custody."