"Yes... but only... only she thinks that you're still in the war. Draco she's awake." She's awake, she's awake, she's awake, she's awake... those few words kept echoing in his mind as he lay on the floor. He could vaguely hear Hermione's voice in the living room. It sounded distorted and far away. His head was hurting, but not because of the drinking this time, in fact, it was when he hit the floor.
He opened his eyes and looked around the room he was in. He was laying on the guest bed in the guest room. He sat up shakily and looked around the room. Last time he had slept here was when Ginny had kicked him out of their bedroom because of a fight. He managed to lift himself up and swing his legs over the edge of the bed, when he did the room started to spin and he closed his eyes, breathing in deeply.
When the room had completely settled, he stood up making his way to the door. The door was ajar and he didn't hear anything anymore. He walked out into the hall an looked into the living room and saw no one. He shrugged and walked on into the kitchen. He walked in and stopped when he saw his father sitting there. He walked in and sat down next to him. He still didn't know why he was here, but he didn't care.
"Father, what are you doing here?" His father turned his gaze on him and sighed. Even though he and his father were close, he never did talk about his feelings. Draco could see in his eyes how he wanted to talk to someone, but just didn't know how to let out his feelings. It was hard letting his feelings out at the wedding, and he just would rather keep them bottled up.
"Nothing you should concern yourself with Draco." He turned his gaze back to his drink and closed his eyes. "Do you really want to know?" He looked at Draco and he nodded. Lucius inhaled deeply and looked over at the sink. He licked his lips nervously and his gaze flicked over at Draco again. He opened his mouth then closed it.
"You know how I felt about Virginia didn't you? Do you know exactly why I got angry at you when I found out about you and all of your lady's?" Draco shook his head and watched his father closely. "I guess I felt a little more for Virginia then I should have, but I never told anyone about my feelings towards her. People think I have had lady's of my own, but I have not. I have never done anything with anyone else, but your mother. I never tried anything on Virginia either, because I knew it was not right. I knew you loved her and she wouldn't do anything at all. I was angry with you for more than one reason. She was a good girl, she loved you, and you hurt her beyond repair. I loved her, I still do. I love her, but it's not the same love you have for a woman. Not like the love I hold for your mother.
"She loved you and you threw it away. I wanted to kill you when I found out. I had raised you better than that to go and sleep with women. You are my son and I would never hurt you, but that night I was tempted. I would have lost control if I had not thrown you out. I know you love her and I knew then that you loved her, but I didn't understand then why you had done what you did. I still don't. You get whatever you deserve. Tell me... why you threw the love of a beautiful woman away on sleezy women? Virginia would have given you anything had you only asked. Do tell me why you did it." His eyes were blazing in anger as he looked at his son and Draco felt the same feeling he used to when his father would get angry when he was a child.
He looked away from his father and felt his hands sweating. He knew his father had loved Ginny more than he let on, but he was good about it. His father was angry because Ginny was a good woman and he hurt her. He couldn't look his father in the eye and it made him scared. He chanced a look at him and his father was staring angrily into his drink swirling it around in his glass.
"Honestly I don't know. I was scared of the commitment I had made to her and the commitment of loving her scared me. I loved her and I knew it, but I just didn't want to see it. Three years had gone by and I still didn't want to face the fact that I loved her. Then one night she confronted me about it and I told her I didn't love her. I told her that I couldn't say those three words on a whim especially if I didn't mean them. We fought and she hit me. Then she ran. I panicked and tried to go after her and when I couldn't find her I came back. Then Ron came and told me that she had been taken to St. Mungos. I stayed by her side and told her how much I loved her and I asked for her forgiveness. I know I should get punished for what I did, but I can't help but hope that she'll remember me and I can change what happened." He closed his eyes and rested his elbows on the table. He could feel his fathers gaze on him and tried not to wince when he spoke.
"Commitment it nerve-racking, but you had no right to do what you did. You told her you didn't love her an she believed you. I hope she remembers you, but will hurt you as you have hurt her. I am not sorry I feel this way Draco. I am sure you feel the same somewhere, am I right?" Draco nodded but didn't look at his father. "The Weasley's will be back any time now. They left me here to get you. I know you love her. I understand your pain and I grieve with you, but if she doesn't remember you then it is your punishment and you will learn to cope with it. You are strong Draco. Go get cleaned up, because they will be here to take you to St. Mungos." With that he stood up swiftly and walked out of the kitchen to leave Draco to think about the conversation they had just had.
He stood up and walked out of the kitchen and up to his room. He walked in and crossed the room to his closet and took out his outfit and found his Pensieve. He hadn't used it in so long. He took his wand out of his pocket and swirled the contents around. An image of Ginny and himself running out along the lake of Hogwarts caught his attention and he remembered that day.
"Draco! Catch your snitch!" He heard Blaise shout at him as Ginny ran behind a tree. She was laughing and she was teasing him. She poked her head our from behind the tree and wore a confused look when she didn't see him. He snuck up behind her and grabbed her from behind. She shrieked as they fell back on the pile of leaves and they laughed. He rolled them over until he was on top of her and leaned down to capture her lips in a kiss.
She was gripping his robes and she smiled against his lips. He pulled back and propped himself up on his elbow and looked at her. He stroked her cheek and ran his hand idly through her fiery red hair that matched her temper at times. She turned and mimicked his posture and looked at him. She bit her bottom lip and looked down.
"What is it love?" He asked her. He knew when she was thinking something and was afraid to ask or tell him something. She looked at him and licked her lips nervously.
"I was just wondering if... if you loved me?" He was quite taken aback by her question that he opened his mouth and closed it a few times before he could answer her. They had never told each other they loved one another, and it was almost time for him to graduate. She saw his uncertainty and stood up quickly. Her eyes filled with tears and she blushed. "I-I'm sorry I asked you that Draco." Before he could answer her she had flown up back up along the lake. He stood to and ran after her calling her name. She stopped and turned, but he didn't see her stop so he ran into her and knocked them both into the lake.
When they came up they were laughing and he was holding her. He quit laughing and when she saw how he was looking at her, she blushed and tried to climb out of the lake. He grabbed her by the waist and pulled her to him.
"Yes... I love you." He whispered in her ear and she froze. She turned in his arms and looked at him. She flung her arms around his neck and she kissed him breathless. When she pulled back she looked him in the eye.
"I love you too. Promise me you won't break up with me after you graduate. Promise me we'll always be together. Promise?" He nodded and kissed her.
"I promise."
Those words echoed in his mind. He had promised to be with her forever and broke a promise he made when he was seventeen. Then when he was eighteen he promised to be with her till death shall do them part and promised to be faithful to her and never have any other women and he broke that promise too. If she should remember him he should get what ever comes his way.
He heard Hermione's voice down stairs and finished getting ready. He walked down the stairs and saw them sitting on the couch. He walked into the room and Ron looked up.
"We have to go now. They won't let Harry in, because you are not there and you have not yet said anyone can go in. Hurry, get your cloak and lets go." He grabbed his cloak and looked at his father.
Next thing he knew, was being pushed towards the fireplace and when he reached he looked at them nervously. They looked at him, and he sighed, reaching into the floo powder. He stepped in and said, "St. Mungos!"
When he tumbled into the hospital, he waited for Ron, Hermione, and his father to come, and when they did, he slowly walked up the stairs. He was so nervous, that his breath wasn't coming out regularly. He walked up towards the door and stopped. He couldn't do it, he wasn't ready. It was to soon for him. He heard Harry down the hall and looked for him. He saw him standing there with Ron and Hermione. He didn't see his father, so he turned around. His father was leaning up against the wall and was looking at him.
"You know you have to go in Draco. I'm sure she's waiting for you." Draco looked mournfully at his father, and nodded. Then something clicked in his mind. Hermione said that all Ginny remembered was the war. The war happened in her fifth year. They didn't get together until the middle of her sixth. Draco slumped against the wall. He closed his eyes and breathed in deeply. She didn't remember him. She remembered being with Harry. All his nightmares had been answered, and he felt sick.
He clamped a hand over his mouth and ran to the nearest restroom. He threw up all the contents of his stomach and he felt weak. He cleaned up and walked out of the bathroom. His father was looking at him and came over. He looked concerned.
"What's wrong? Do you need a doctor?" He shook his head and inhaled. He looked his father in the eye and felt tears prick the back of his eyes. He felt the tears slip out of his eyes and down his cheeks and Lucius, lead him to a chair. "Tell me what's wrong." He breathed in deeply and tried to wipe away the tears.
"It's... it's Ginny. She's not going to remember me. We got together in the middle of her sixth year. Not fifth, not during the war." He dropped his head in his hands and cried. He hadn't cried like that since she had gone into the coma. When he was done, his chest hurt and he looked at his father. He had a look of understanding in his eyes, but he still had mixed emotions in them. He opened his mouth to say something, but Ron came walking briskly towards them and saw his tearstained face and stopped.
"What's wrong?" Draco shook his head and made to get up, but Ron pushed him back down. "Tell me."
"No, I'm not going to see Ginny. I can't. Not now." He stood up and pushed Ron off him. Ron grabbed him and pulled him by the front of his robes into her room.
"You're going to see her if it's the last thing I do. I'm tired of you moping around. Now get in there and talk to her." Harry and Hermione had followed them inside and Ron thrust Draco into her room. She looked up and her eyes narrowed. She looked at Ron, then Harry, then Hermione.
"What's he doing hear?" She looked at him like he was something foul that she would rather have killed seconds ago. Ron looked taken aback, as did the rest, except Draco. He felt his heart being ripped out, and closed his eyes.
"What do you mean?" Hermione asked, her quietly. Draco turned around and was going to leave, when Ron stopped him. He turned him around and stood beside him. Harry came to stand by Draco and looked at him nervously.
"Don't tell me you befriended that Death Eater. He's been working with Voldemort the whole time. Surely you know?" He winced when she said that and they gasped. Ron was looking at Ginny as if she had grown two heads and sprouted tentacles.
"Ginny... what do you mean? No... don't you remember? Ginny... you're with Draco." He eyes widened and she looked in disbelief at them all. She shook her head and said no.
"I cannot, will not ever be with him. Harry... what's going on... are you dumping me?" Harry gulped and looked at Draco who had his eyes closed. Harry could see the pain on his face and felt like he had done something terrible. Ron let his arm go limp and looked at Hermione who had her hand over her mouth and she was looking at Draco with regret. He turned without looking at them and Ginny's voice made him stop.
"Wait... I want an explanation. Tell me what's going on." Draco turned around and faced her. He thought she was the most beautiful thing he had ever seen and it was hurting to see her hate him. He knew he deserved it, but he loved her. He had prayed that she would remember him, but his prayers went unanswered. If I'm going to so this, I'm going to do it like a Malfoy. He thought sourly.
"You want the truth? You want the bloody truth?" He asked her, spitting out his words like they hurt. She nodded and looked him in the eye. "There is no truth. You wouldn't believe it even if we did tell you. So I'm going to make it easy on both of us and leave. No Ron. Don't. I told you not to make me come in here. She doesn't remember, it's better this way." They watched him leave and then looked at Harry. Ron looked at him and narrowed his eyes.
"I guess you got your wish. She wakes up and remembers you, it's what you wanted, right Harry? Leave him to feel guilty." He winced as Ron turned out and left, his robes billowing. Hermione looked at him and said sorry and left. Harry sat down in the chair and put his head in his hands. They hate me. He thought as Ginny watched him silently.
A/N: I am so sorry this one took so long for me to get up. School is hectic and I have testing next week. I hope I can get the next one up within a week. I thank you for all the reviews I have recieved. It keeps encouraging me. ;)
He opened his eyes and looked around the room he was in. He was laying on the guest bed in the guest room. He sat up shakily and looked around the room. Last time he had slept here was when Ginny had kicked him out of their bedroom because of a fight. He managed to lift himself up and swing his legs over the edge of the bed, when he did the room started to spin and he closed his eyes, breathing in deeply.
When the room had completely settled, he stood up making his way to the door. The door was ajar and he didn't hear anything anymore. He walked out into the hall an looked into the living room and saw no one. He shrugged and walked on into the kitchen. He walked in and stopped when he saw his father sitting there. He walked in and sat down next to him. He still didn't know why he was here, but he didn't care.
"Father, what are you doing here?" His father turned his gaze on him and sighed. Even though he and his father were close, he never did talk about his feelings. Draco could see in his eyes how he wanted to talk to someone, but just didn't know how to let out his feelings. It was hard letting his feelings out at the wedding, and he just would rather keep them bottled up.
"Nothing you should concern yourself with Draco." He turned his gaze back to his drink and closed his eyes. "Do you really want to know?" He looked at Draco and he nodded. Lucius inhaled deeply and looked over at the sink. He licked his lips nervously and his gaze flicked over at Draco again. He opened his mouth then closed it.
"You know how I felt about Virginia didn't you? Do you know exactly why I got angry at you when I found out about you and all of your lady's?" Draco shook his head and watched his father closely. "I guess I felt a little more for Virginia then I should have, but I never told anyone about my feelings towards her. People think I have had lady's of my own, but I have not. I have never done anything with anyone else, but your mother. I never tried anything on Virginia either, because I knew it was not right. I knew you loved her and she wouldn't do anything at all. I was angry with you for more than one reason. She was a good girl, she loved you, and you hurt her beyond repair. I loved her, I still do. I love her, but it's not the same love you have for a woman. Not like the love I hold for your mother.
"She loved you and you threw it away. I wanted to kill you when I found out. I had raised you better than that to go and sleep with women. You are my son and I would never hurt you, but that night I was tempted. I would have lost control if I had not thrown you out. I know you love her and I knew then that you loved her, but I didn't understand then why you had done what you did. I still don't. You get whatever you deserve. Tell me... why you threw the love of a beautiful woman away on sleezy women? Virginia would have given you anything had you only asked. Do tell me why you did it." His eyes were blazing in anger as he looked at his son and Draco felt the same feeling he used to when his father would get angry when he was a child.
He looked away from his father and felt his hands sweating. He knew his father had loved Ginny more than he let on, but he was good about it. His father was angry because Ginny was a good woman and he hurt her. He couldn't look his father in the eye and it made him scared. He chanced a look at him and his father was staring angrily into his drink swirling it around in his glass.
"Honestly I don't know. I was scared of the commitment I had made to her and the commitment of loving her scared me. I loved her and I knew it, but I just didn't want to see it. Three years had gone by and I still didn't want to face the fact that I loved her. Then one night she confronted me about it and I told her I didn't love her. I told her that I couldn't say those three words on a whim especially if I didn't mean them. We fought and she hit me. Then she ran. I panicked and tried to go after her and when I couldn't find her I came back. Then Ron came and told me that she had been taken to St. Mungos. I stayed by her side and told her how much I loved her and I asked for her forgiveness. I know I should get punished for what I did, but I can't help but hope that she'll remember me and I can change what happened." He closed his eyes and rested his elbows on the table. He could feel his fathers gaze on him and tried not to wince when he spoke.
"Commitment it nerve-racking, but you had no right to do what you did. You told her you didn't love her an she believed you. I hope she remembers you, but will hurt you as you have hurt her. I am not sorry I feel this way Draco. I am sure you feel the same somewhere, am I right?" Draco nodded but didn't look at his father. "The Weasley's will be back any time now. They left me here to get you. I know you love her. I understand your pain and I grieve with you, but if she doesn't remember you then it is your punishment and you will learn to cope with it. You are strong Draco. Go get cleaned up, because they will be here to take you to St. Mungos." With that he stood up swiftly and walked out of the kitchen to leave Draco to think about the conversation they had just had.
He stood up and walked out of the kitchen and up to his room. He walked in and crossed the room to his closet and took out his outfit and found his Pensieve. He hadn't used it in so long. He took his wand out of his pocket and swirled the contents around. An image of Ginny and himself running out along the lake of Hogwarts caught his attention and he remembered that day.
"Draco! Catch your snitch!" He heard Blaise shout at him as Ginny ran behind a tree. She was laughing and she was teasing him. She poked her head our from behind the tree and wore a confused look when she didn't see him. He snuck up behind her and grabbed her from behind. She shrieked as they fell back on the pile of leaves and they laughed. He rolled them over until he was on top of her and leaned down to capture her lips in a kiss.
She was gripping his robes and she smiled against his lips. He pulled back and propped himself up on his elbow and looked at her. He stroked her cheek and ran his hand idly through her fiery red hair that matched her temper at times. She turned and mimicked his posture and looked at him. She bit her bottom lip and looked down.
"What is it love?" He asked her. He knew when she was thinking something and was afraid to ask or tell him something. She looked at him and licked her lips nervously.
"I was just wondering if... if you loved me?" He was quite taken aback by her question that he opened his mouth and closed it a few times before he could answer her. They had never told each other they loved one another, and it was almost time for him to graduate. She saw his uncertainty and stood up quickly. Her eyes filled with tears and she blushed. "I-I'm sorry I asked you that Draco." Before he could answer her she had flown up back up along the lake. He stood to and ran after her calling her name. She stopped and turned, but he didn't see her stop so he ran into her and knocked them both into the lake.
When they came up they were laughing and he was holding her. He quit laughing and when she saw how he was looking at her, she blushed and tried to climb out of the lake. He grabbed her by the waist and pulled her to him.
"Yes... I love you." He whispered in her ear and she froze. She turned in his arms and looked at him. She flung her arms around his neck and she kissed him breathless. When she pulled back she looked him in the eye.
"I love you too. Promise me you won't break up with me after you graduate. Promise me we'll always be together. Promise?" He nodded and kissed her.
"I promise."
Those words echoed in his mind. He had promised to be with her forever and broke a promise he made when he was seventeen. Then when he was eighteen he promised to be with her till death shall do them part and promised to be faithful to her and never have any other women and he broke that promise too. If she should remember him he should get what ever comes his way.
He heard Hermione's voice down stairs and finished getting ready. He walked down the stairs and saw them sitting on the couch. He walked into the room and Ron looked up.
"We have to go now. They won't let Harry in, because you are not there and you have not yet said anyone can go in. Hurry, get your cloak and lets go." He grabbed his cloak and looked at his father.
Next thing he knew, was being pushed towards the fireplace and when he reached he looked at them nervously. They looked at him, and he sighed, reaching into the floo powder. He stepped in and said, "St. Mungos!"
When he tumbled into the hospital, he waited for Ron, Hermione, and his father to come, and when they did, he slowly walked up the stairs. He was so nervous, that his breath wasn't coming out regularly. He walked up towards the door and stopped. He couldn't do it, he wasn't ready. It was to soon for him. He heard Harry down the hall and looked for him. He saw him standing there with Ron and Hermione. He didn't see his father, so he turned around. His father was leaning up against the wall and was looking at him.
"You know you have to go in Draco. I'm sure she's waiting for you." Draco looked mournfully at his father, and nodded. Then something clicked in his mind. Hermione said that all Ginny remembered was the war. The war happened in her fifth year. They didn't get together until the middle of her sixth. Draco slumped against the wall. He closed his eyes and breathed in deeply. She didn't remember him. She remembered being with Harry. All his nightmares had been answered, and he felt sick.
He clamped a hand over his mouth and ran to the nearest restroom. He threw up all the contents of his stomach and he felt weak. He cleaned up and walked out of the bathroom. His father was looking at him and came over. He looked concerned.
"What's wrong? Do you need a doctor?" He shook his head and inhaled. He looked his father in the eye and felt tears prick the back of his eyes. He felt the tears slip out of his eyes and down his cheeks and Lucius, lead him to a chair. "Tell me what's wrong." He breathed in deeply and tried to wipe away the tears.
"It's... it's Ginny. She's not going to remember me. We got together in the middle of her sixth year. Not fifth, not during the war." He dropped his head in his hands and cried. He hadn't cried like that since she had gone into the coma. When he was done, his chest hurt and he looked at his father. He had a look of understanding in his eyes, but he still had mixed emotions in them. He opened his mouth to say something, but Ron came walking briskly towards them and saw his tearstained face and stopped.
"What's wrong?" Draco shook his head and made to get up, but Ron pushed him back down. "Tell me."
"No, I'm not going to see Ginny. I can't. Not now." He stood up and pushed Ron off him. Ron grabbed him and pulled him by the front of his robes into her room.
"You're going to see her if it's the last thing I do. I'm tired of you moping around. Now get in there and talk to her." Harry and Hermione had followed them inside and Ron thrust Draco into her room. She looked up and her eyes narrowed. She looked at Ron, then Harry, then Hermione.
"What's he doing hear?" She looked at him like he was something foul that she would rather have killed seconds ago. Ron looked taken aback, as did the rest, except Draco. He felt his heart being ripped out, and closed his eyes.
"What do you mean?" Hermione asked, her quietly. Draco turned around and was going to leave, when Ron stopped him. He turned him around and stood beside him. Harry came to stand by Draco and looked at him nervously.
"Don't tell me you befriended that Death Eater. He's been working with Voldemort the whole time. Surely you know?" He winced when she said that and they gasped. Ron was looking at Ginny as if she had grown two heads and sprouted tentacles.
"Ginny... what do you mean? No... don't you remember? Ginny... you're with Draco." He eyes widened and she looked in disbelief at them all. She shook her head and said no.
"I cannot, will not ever be with him. Harry... what's going on... are you dumping me?" Harry gulped and looked at Draco who had his eyes closed. Harry could see the pain on his face and felt like he had done something terrible. Ron let his arm go limp and looked at Hermione who had her hand over her mouth and she was looking at Draco with regret. He turned without looking at them and Ginny's voice made him stop.
"Wait... I want an explanation. Tell me what's going on." Draco turned around and faced her. He thought she was the most beautiful thing he had ever seen and it was hurting to see her hate him. He knew he deserved it, but he loved her. He had prayed that she would remember him, but his prayers went unanswered. If I'm going to so this, I'm going to do it like a Malfoy. He thought sourly.
"You want the truth? You want the bloody truth?" He asked her, spitting out his words like they hurt. She nodded and looked him in the eye. "There is no truth. You wouldn't believe it even if we did tell you. So I'm going to make it easy on both of us and leave. No Ron. Don't. I told you not to make me come in here. She doesn't remember, it's better this way." They watched him leave and then looked at Harry. Ron looked at him and narrowed his eyes.
"I guess you got your wish. She wakes up and remembers you, it's what you wanted, right Harry? Leave him to feel guilty." He winced as Ron turned out and left, his robes billowing. Hermione looked at him and said sorry and left. Harry sat down in the chair and put his head in his hands. They hate me. He thought as Ginny watched him silently.
A/N: I am so sorry this one took so long for me to get up. School is hectic and I have testing next week. I hope I can get the next one up within a week. I thank you for all the reviews I have recieved. It keeps encouraging me. ;)