AN: Thanks for all the reviews 3 I'm updating quicker now, lol.
Chapter Five.
Blaise stood there stunned. He didn't show any signs of moving so Ginny took the time to look around his office. The walls were a dark green and the furniture was made of a dark and expensive looking wood - very Slytherin. There was a large desk in front of the window filled with papers and there was a large green leather chair behind it.
"What?" He eventually spoke.
"Draco, he's alive." She walked over to the desk which Blaise was stood behind. "I saw him, I felt him."
"Sit down." He waved his wand and a chair appeared in front of the desk. He sat down and she did the same. "Look Ginny, you know he can't be alive. He died 6 years ago, you know that. It's impossible, no spell can awaken the dead."
"You don't understand, I saw him. He's been in hiding for the past 6 years, he thinks the Auror's are after him in connection with Dumbledore's death which is why he is living in a shed, in the same robes he wore that night. He won't come out, I asked him but he said nothing was worth it. That I wasn't worth it..." She turned away as a tear slid down her cheek.
"Look Ginny," he reached out to pat her arm gently, "we all miss him."
"He is alive, I'd prove it but the stupid git is too damn stubborn." She fumed.
Blaise thought for a moment. If she is right and he is alive he could just be the answer. The key to sorting everything out once and for all. "Do you think you could take me to him?"
"Oh you believe me now do you, Zabini?"
"I'm hurt Ginny, really hurt that you can't use my first name."
"Well you should have believed me."
"Look I'm sorry just take me to Draco. Please? He's needed back here."
Ginny turned on her heels and walked out the door, red hair flying out behind her and Blaise following as fast as he could.
XOXOX
"You know, he won't listen to you. Stupid bloody git he is." Ginny was still fuming as she weaved in between the trees and the long grass, heading towards her secret place. Now both Draco and Blaise knew of it and that pissed her off. Ok so she hadn't used it since she was much younger but it was still reassuring that it was there if she needed it.
Soon they were at the shed, she muttered a quick spell and the door opened. She walked through the door with Blaise following all the time thinking, 'has she gone mad? Draco Malfoy would never stay in a dump like this.' He soon had the shock of his life when he entered and saw the figure sitting on the bed which had reappeared. He would recognise that silver blonde hair anywhere.
"Draco, is that you?" he asked in disbelief.
"What do you want Blaise? I suppose the little Weasel dragged you along so you could get us together or something."
"What the hell?" Ginny shrieked, "Why would I want to get with you? You're a bloody selfish git, I hate you!"
"Really? That's not the impression you gave me a few days ago. I remember you saying 'I need you.' Why would you need me if you hated me?" he started to examine his filthy fingernails, trying hard to pretend that he couldn't care less when actually her words really stung him.
"I was shocked, I mean I thought you were dead. That would be enough to shock anyone into saying things they didn't mean." She replied.
Blaise rolled his eyes. Were they really that blind? Come on, it was obvious that they had strong feelings for each other, any fool could see that. It had been obvious since they first properly spoke to each other back in his 6th year. Blaise was the only one who knew about the relationship between them. He had been shocked when he had walked in and found them mid-hug but he soon got used to it, he liked Ginny and they went together so well. They just fit, fire and ice.
"So why are you here then?" asked Draco, "I thought I told the Weaselette that I wanted to be left alone."
"Draco, we need you back in the Wizarding World." Blaise started before Draco interupted.
"No one needs me back there, remember I'm part of the deatheater crowd. Besides they think I've been dead for 6 years, according to her." He glared at Ginny, "If I was so needed then why didn't anyone bother to try and find me before?"
"Why would they look for you if they thought you were dead? Personally I think you were better off dead." snapped Ginny.
"She has a point you know." added Blaise.
"All I want to know is why it's so important that I come back from the dead and back to the Wizarding World - like I said, everyone hates me because of all the deatheater crap and if I went back then I'll probably be shipped off to Azkaban before you can say dementor."
"Yes always about you ferret." Ginny was losing the little patience she had.
"Anyway," Blaise started, "The fact that you were involved in deatheater activities is why you are so useful."
"Some friend you are. Traitor, you are going to send me to Azkaban." Draco interupted, a look of pure hate in his eyes.
"If you could let me finish Draco I will explain why that is important. Anyway since the Dark Lord was defeated 5 years ago there hasn't been much trouble, the occassional attack but nothing that bad. Only in the last few weeks there has been rumors of a new Dark Lord coming to power and rounding up all the remaining deatheaters and they are planning a huge attack."
"So?" Draco questioned, "Anyway what's that got to do with the Weaselette?"
"Who says it has anything to do with me?" She snapped again.
"Well you are here aren't you? I seriously doubt you'd lead Blaise to me if it didn't involve you."
"Look Draco, Ginny is the one they are after, along with the rest of her family, but it's mainly her that they want." Blaise tried to explain.
Dread filled Draco's eyes at the thought of deatheaters after her. They wouldn't kill her would they? He quickly hid those emotions though before either Blaise or Ginny noticed. He thought he had succeeded but then Blaise threw an amused look at him as though to say 'you don't give a damn about her? Pull the other one!' Damn, well at least she doesn't know. Don't want to give her the satisfaction of knowing that piece of information.
"Why do I care what happens to her or her family? Besides what do deatheaters want with a filthy little blood-traitor like her?"
"They want me because I'd be useful apparently. I'm the only daughter of Arthur Weasley, the only girl to be born into the Weasley family for generations and I'm a talented witch." She looked disgusted. "I heard somewhere something about 'virgin blood' being useful as well."
Draco looked amused. "So Potter never had you then?"
"My sex life has nothing to do with you Malfoy. Unless you are jealous that Harry had something you wanted and couldn't have?" She fumed. "Anyway who knows what would have happened if Harry hadn't have died."
"Like I would ever be jealous of Potter. At least he finally died though, I seem to remember him being the Boy-Who-Won't-Shut-Up-And-Die."
Ginny looked like she was ready to explode. "Harry was twice the man you'll ever be!"
Blaise started to get worried. It may be amusing watching them fight like that but he knew what both of them were capable of when armed with their wands. In fact he remembered a tale about a certain incident involving a bat-bogey hex in his 5th year. He decided he'd better break up the fight before they killed each other.
"So Draco you coming or not?"
"Yes."
He didn't really have much of a choice, they knew where he was now and besides he could use the time he was helping her family to really piss her off. No one insults a Malfoy.
"So back to your place Ginny?" Blaise asked, breaking the silence.
"Yes." Came the simple reply. She grabbed Draco round the waist and quickly apparated to the burrow before he could protest at the contact or change his mind.
XOXOX
They arrived in the front garden to the burrow with Blaise arriving a few moments later. Draco took his time to look around. So she still lived with her parents did she? Well, it certainly looked as bad as it did in that newspaper clipping from his 2nd year. Magic must be holding this house up. How else could it stay upright and not fall over? He started to walk along the path that led to the front door but he didn't get far before falling flat on his face. He looked up to see Ginny laughing her head off while leaning on Blaise for support. He was not pleased to see that Blaise had a huge grin planted on his face.
"Come on Malfoy." She walked over to him, grabbed his arm and marched him up to the door. She entered and headed straight for the kitchen where her family were still seated around the table discussing the deatheater threat.
"Gin, that you? We wondered where you had gotten to." came Ron's loud voice.
"Look who I found." She said as she pulled him into the room. "The one and only amazing bouncing ferret."
Upon hearing that everyone in the room looked up, looks of complete and utter confusion plastered on their faces.
AN: Sorry this chapter isn't very long but they will get longer and more interesting as I go along. I now have a plot that I'm going to follow and there should be about 3 or 4 more chapters and then I will start working on the sequal. Please review, I love hearing what you think.
