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The sound of bubbling cauldrons and the hectic chopping was echoing through the dungeons and into Draco's ears as he prepared his anti-aging potion. As he carefully sliced into the black mushrooms and tossed them into his cauldron they let out an earthy fragrance that filled his nostrils.

After forcing himself to stop smiling he had finally gotten into a concentration mode that was letting him progress steadily on the potion that was due at the end of class. It wasn't until the class ended and he was handing in his corked vial that Professor Snape looked at him worriedly.

"We need to talk after class Mr. Malfoy, uninterrupted and for at least an hour." Snape said quietly as the class began to file out. Draco noticed Pansy giving him an eye over and blowing him a kiss before she left and he did nothing to hide his disgust.

Draco thought about his plans after school that mainly consisted of brushing off homework and merely watching Ginny do hers. He smirked a little to himself as he thought of how she would bite the end of her quill when she was thinking as he had seen her do before.

"Alright Professor." he said, following Snape's billowing cloak into a storage room beside his class.

Professor Snape looked into the hall to make sure it was empty and closed the door firmly, the dim lighting from the hanging oil lamp casting eerie shadows across the hollows of his face. Draco sat down on a small stool and stretched out his legs, Snape took a seat on a high ladder and brought out his wand.

"Don't want our little conversation to be overheard." he said, muttering what sounded to be Latin he waved his wand and the walls of the room where covered with a misty blue haze. The sparkly mist danced near vials and jars and cast everything into a watery sort of lighting.

"So Professor what's this about, or need I ask?" Draco asked watching the potions master carefully. Snape's usually pale complexion was paler, if not downright clammy looking. There were large circles under his eyes and a strained look to him.

"You needn't ask Draco. Dumbledore and I have come to a solution to your little problem. We are fairly certain that this will stop you from having to join the Death Eaters." Snape said quietly. Draco leaned forward on the stool with wide eyes, resting his arms on his knees.

"Seriously?" he asked, forgetting to be civil with an elder. Snape didn't seem to notice and just nodded.

"But there are risks, and it'll be a life altering decision." he paused looking at Draco seriously. "There will be no going back after you accept Draco, but to put it bluntly, it's your only chance and it'll slip away soon.

According to your father he's moved your wedding date to Miss Parkinson. So really you only have four days until our plan takes action. You don't really have much time to decide."

"I'm in, I don't care what the plan is, if it gets me out of this mess then I'm all for it. What do I have to do?" Draco said, a firm tone of finality in his voice.

Ginny looked up from her herbology homework and gazed out the window. She was sitting a small round table by one of the small windows in the library, secluded between two high bookshelves and with a nice view of the forbidden forest.

She looked onto her other side and saw Draco smile a little as he found her. She got up and hugged him once he was out of the isle and into her little section of the library. He was ice cold and he looked rather pale. Ginny narrowed her eyes and reached her hand to his face, the cold of his skin crawled into her warm palm.

"Are you alright?" she asked worriedly, she hadn't ever seen a look on his face like this.

Draco cleared his throat and smiled down at her before kissing her gently.

"Course I am. Just cold, I wrecked my anti-aging potion and had to stay after class to finish it. Working hard?" he asked sitting in the seat beside hers. Ginny sat down, still looking at his face curiously and merely nodded. Draco laughed and tucked a strand of hair behind her ear that had escaped her ponytail.

"Would you stop looking at me like that? I'm fine. I'm just excited that's all." he smirked. Ginny perked up a little and leaned forward.

"Excited? About what?" she asked curiously.

"Tonight we're going off grounds to a little Muggle village nearby. I go there usually to just look around and whatever, but we're going to have some fun." he whispered so quietly Ginny could barely hear him.

"Are you serious?" she said, excitement running through her tone as her eyes opened widely.

"As a curse, you think you're ready for it?" he smirked, raising an eyebrow in a challenge. Ginny pulled on his collar, bringing him close to her.

"What do you think?" she smirked in a Draco-esque fashion before kissing him.

Ginny walked quietly down the dungeon corridor beside Draco, the many portraits on the wall of grim looking wizards snoring loudly as they slept. It felt like they had been walking for ages, and it was getting progressively colder as they went on.

Just as she opened her mouth to ask where they were going he turned to give her a sharp look and pulled her in front of a portrait of a steaming goblet of pewter. There were several jewels around the base of the goblet, glimmering in the dim light of his wand they appeared to have been attached onto the painting. Draco slid the green jewel down and replaced it in the middle of the two red ones, shifting the other red one over to the left and stepped back.

Soundlessly the portrait swung open to reveal a steep hill of stones that overlooked a small village. Draco took hold of her hand and began to lead her down the steps carefully, two brooms in his other hand.

As she looked over her shoulder Ginny could see the castle was far behind her and the only thing that showed where they had come from was a rectangular piece of stone that was sliding into place.

"That's Hogsmeade there, we're flying about two minutes south to a Muggle village. We cant take off until we're past that big boulder." he said gesturing to a large moss covered boulder at the end of the hill.

"Why?" she asked quietly.

"Filch seems to have some kind of charm to detect brooms being flown within that point, close escape in my second year with him trying to kick off early." he said, a tone of almost mourning in his voice.

Ginny stopped forcing him to turn around abruptly. He looked over her face curiously, it was unusually stern and worried.

"Are you sure you're alright?" she asked quietly. Draco smiled slightly, stepping up to her.

"I'm sure, now come on the night's wasting away."

Ginny couldn't help but smile as she strode hand in hand with Draco down the sidewalk of the small Muggle town under the streetlights. She looked through the shop windows at all the strange inventions and objects glowing under dim blue lights.

"This is fabulous" she said excitedly, looking up at Draco. He smiled back down at her leading her around the corner.

"You haven't seen anything yet." he smiled leading her into the inside of a building with flashing lights over the top, glowing in neon green and reading "Paul's." They walked through the door into the craziest building Ginny had ever seen.

It was some sort of restaurant except it was so dimly lighted Ginny couldn't see very far in front of her own face. There were round tables that were very high up and standing on one tall thick leg that was giving off a multi-coloured glow. Everyone was sitting on tall stools with cushioned backs and looking towards a stage on which a small band of teenagers were set up and playing soft and kind of gothic music.

Draco led her to a table where they sat in a secluded corner together facing the stage. Draco's eyes were wandering the crowds pensively and finally he smirked a little.

"See that man there, the one with the long dark hair at the bar?" Draco whispered. Ginny looked briefly over her shoulder at the man drowning himself in small glasses of whisky and nodded.

"What about him?" she asked, watching over Draco's face with a small smirk on her face, reflecting his own gently.

"He's a wizard living in the muggle world, he'll trade us money so we can order. I'll be back." he kissed her gently over the table and slipped away. In one of the circular mirrors on the wall Ginny watched Draco stride over to the bar and lean down on the glass surface. He tilted his head towards the long haired wizard and nodded and began talking quietly. Within a couple seconds Draco slipped some galleons into the mans hand and took some paper bills in return. Ginny smiled lightly as he turned to the bartender to order and came back with two brightly coloured glasses.

Ginny's was filled with pretty red-orange liquid and a maraschino cherry on a swizzle stick while Draco's was fizzing a light green. Ginny took the cherry off with her teeth and looked down at the glass.

"It's not heavy, little bit of gin. Not even enough to get a canary slightly pissed." Draco smirked taking a drink of his own. Ginny smiled and took a sip, she had tried Firewhisky before but she thought it'd be better to not jump the gun with the risks tonight.

"Weird music isn't it?" Ginny said, watching the young guitar player who seemed to be in his own little world. Draco nodded.

"I like it, it sounds familiar strangely enough." he said. Ginny blinked, she had been thinking she had never heard anything like it before in her life. The instrumentals were soft at first with the piano but then the guitars and drums set in filling the sound with a more dramatic feeling.

"I... I came here by day, but I left here in darkness And found you, found you on the way And now, it is silver and silent, it is silver and cold You, in somber resplendence, I hold"

Draco's eyes widened, that tune..he knew it. The little girl with the jump rope, the one from the dream who his father had tried to kill. The dream in which he saw Ginny die, without realizing it he tightened his soft grip on Ginny's hand atop the table.

"Cold in life's throws, I'll fall asleep for you Cold in life's throws, I only ask you turn away Cold in life's throws, I'll fall asleep for you Cold in life's throws, I only ask you turn As they seep... into me, oh, my beautiful one, now"

"This song was just a coincidence." Draco thought to himself, he let out a shaky breath as Ginny snapped him out of his thoughts.

"Hey, are you alright?" Ginny was asking, she was leaning over the table. "Want to get some air?"Her eyes were roaming all over his face, her face showed she was worried again. Draco nodded and got to his feet and lead her back outside.

"Draco, what's wrong?" Ginny said halting outside the building. Draco ran a hand through his hair and looked across the street in awe. It was a motorcycle store and there were several shining, large bikes sitting under a blue tinged light in the store window.

Draco led Ginny across the road carefully and looked up at them with the feeling of awe spreading across his face.

"I've always wanted a motorcycle. Ever since I was little." Draco smirked. Ginny sighed and stepped directly in front of him with a stern look on her face.

"Answer me." she said firmly, she looked almost desperate, pleading towards him.

"I just..don't feel like myself today. I really don't know why." he said, a small lump in his throat was rising but he swallowed it back down and smiled at her. She was looking over his face carefully, staring into his eyes.

"It scares me when you shut me out." She said quietly. "I mean I don't really know where you stand in how the 'us' thing is going but I think it's a good thing. It's when you don't answer me and go cryptic for no reason I get scared for us."

Draco blinked at her, she seemed to glow when she said 'us' and he loved the way it sounded. He wrapped his arms around her and buried his head in her shoulder, giving her neck a small kiss.

"I'm sorry." he whispered. Ginny embraced him back and laid her head against his collar.

"It's okay, please don't do it again. It.., well it hurts." she said. Draco drew back a little to look at her face, swallowing hard.

"I love you Gin." he said firmly, almost defiantly as if people were listening in on their conversation. He was watching Ginny's face carefully, as her eyes widened and she pursed her lips and inhaled deeply.

"I love you too." she replied. Her tone wasn't defiant, but it was sincere and kind of relieved in a way. Draco felt strange after she said that, nobody had ever really said that to him that mattered at all. Before Ginny knew it Draco had scooped her into his arms and kissed her.

Ginny smiled as she slid back into her warm bed, brushing her hair back from her face. They had gotten back from the muggle city without any trouble, spending an hour walking around and looking at the houses and stores.

But Ginny was smiling because he said he loved her. She was smiling because the person she had been debating with herself about so long she really did love. At first she had been surprised when he said it to her, but then she knew that this was different then anything she had felt before. As cheesy as it was for her to believe, Ginny was smiling because she was in love and she knew it.

As Draco slid into his bed he pressed his cold palms against his forehead. He swore to himself as the lump in his throat grew larger and refused to go down. He clenched his fist and smashed it into the lamp beside his bed and causing it to shatter into large pieces. Leaving his bleeding hand alone he closed his eyes.

"I love her." He whispered, his tone was something new to himself. But he could tell it was the sound of him being heartbroken.

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