1A/N: This chapter was inspired by the song "Tonight I Wanna Cry" by Keith Urban. IT IS SO GOOD! Please listen to it! Oh and by the way thanks to all my reviewers! I LOVE YOU GUYS! Special thanks to fan! Also Emmie Elizabeth, who helped me with this chapter! LOVE YOU GUYS!

Chapter 9

"Fate met Fate"

"I've never been the kind to ever let my feeling show,

and I thought that being strong meant never losing your self-control.

But I'm just drunk enough,

to let go of my pain,

to hell with my pride,

let it fall like rain,

from my eyes.

Tonight I want to cry."

-Keith Urban "Tonight I Wanna Cry"

The warm sensation met Ginny's lips once again as she swallowed the purple/green potion in the crystal bottle. Ginny wiped her lips after chugging the potion and climbed into bed. Maybe tonight would finally be the night where she could sleep.

Ginny's head met the soft, white pillow. Her thoughts wandered back to Dumbledore.

Dreams are just dreams, though sometimes, one can be a little different...

What did he mean by that? He had said it so casually, like it wasn't even a problem. She should probably just let Dumbledore handle this. He would know what to do if the nightmares didn't stop.

Ginny's eyelids drooped.

Dumbledore would know what to do...

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Ginny opened her eyes. It was already morning, and not one memory of Voldemort had haunted her dreams. Not one...

The potion had worked then.

Ginny felt rejuvenated and revived. Her whole body was seeming with energy. Finally her eyes weren't drooping with weariness. Finally she was able to awake in the morning without the memory of big, red eyes clouding her mind. Finally she was able to sleep...without anything to bother her... it felt so good...

Ginny threw on her robes and ran down the steps. She was feeling up to breakfast. She was feeling up to anything. Right now, she didn't mind the stares she would receive when she walked into the Great Hall. The only thing that stood between her and ultimate comfort was her growling stomach.

Ginny flew down the corridor, whizzing past several students. An angry voice of a older 7th year boy rang out behind her.

"WATCH WHERE YOUR GOING!"

Ginny didn't care. She didn't care what anybody thought about her.

Ginny slammed open the doors leading into the Great Hall, and thrust her way in. She didn't look around her, not wanting to see the glares and whispers that she was receiving. She took a seat at the Gryffindor table, and started eating her breakfast. She glanced over at the Slytherin table. Draco was staring at his plate blankly. Ginny looked quickly back to her food. She didn't want him to know she'd been looking at him. All she wanted to do was forget him, forget everything about him. She knew now that Malfoy had never changed. He had always been the same sneaky, sneering, mean, uncaring Malfoy.

She had to stop thinking about him!

Ginny heard the Great Hall doors open and she turned to see who had entered. None other than Hermione, Harry and Ron trudged inside, walking towards the Gryffindor table. They were walking straight towards Ginny.

"I don't need this right now!" Ginny thought to herself, as she continued to watch the trio get closer and closer to her. Hermione wore a small, sympathetic smile on her face. Her eyes were soft and gentle. Ron looked as red as his hair, and his face was stone cold. Harry looked pale and uneasy. They gradually got closer and closer to Ginny until finally all three stood in front of her. Ginny didn't look at them. She was watching Draco slip quietly out of the Great Hall.

"Hey Ginny. Um, Harry and Ron wanted to tell you something." Hermione stated, her voice nervous. Ginny finally looked up at them, her face cold and emotionless. Hermione hadn't been there when Ron and Harry had walked in on Draco and Ginny, but Ginny was sure Harry and Ron had given her a full-detailed description of everything that happened.

"Hermione!" Ron glared, giving Hermione a stern look.

"I'm sorry Ginny," Harry blurted out. His face turned paler and he looked like he was about to throw up. Did the thought of her and Draco really make him that sick?

Ginny stared blankly up at Harry. Was she supposed to except his apology? Why should she? They had ruined everything! Her and Draco were just fine until him and Ron ruined everything, especially Ron. Now all Ginny could think about was Draco. Now all she did was watch his face haunt her in her dreams every night. Now he was gone, and he didn't want her back.

What did Harry want her to do?

Ginny sighed mentally in her mind. She knew the right thing to do. She needed to accept his apology. Obviously this had took a lot of courage. Even though he had ruined everything...

"It's okay," Ginny spoke softly, looking down at her piece of toast. Why couldn't she just eat...

"Ron.." Hermione spoke. Her voice sounded irritated.

"WHAT?" Ron yelled, glaring at Hermione.

"You know what!" said Hermione, stamping her foot.

"You want me to apologize to HER? She's the one that kissed a bloody Malfoy, not me!" Ron thundered.

"Harry had the decency to apologize, and he didn't even do anything compared to what YOU did!" Hermione screeched. She grabbed Harry's arm and pulled him down into a seat beside her. Hermione plopped in a seat beside Ginny.

"You know what Ron? You can just eat by yourself," Hermione spoke coldly, her voice coming out of her lips like ice.

"FINE!" Ron bellowed as he stormed out of the Great Hall. He grabbed a piece of toast before leaving.

"That prat. I can't believe him! He needs to apologize after everything he did to you! And what does he do? Refuses to because of his bloody pride, that's what! Thank you so much Harry. I'm so glad you have some decency in you." Hermione raged.

"Yeah, thanks Harry," Ginny smiled, looking at him.

Harry's heart was beating faster. Ginny's eyes sparkled and shined, glaring at him with thankfulness. She was happy. She was proud of him. The words echoed over and over in his mind...

Ever since he had seen Ginny and Draco, he had been sad and depressed. The thought of his enemy's lips touching the thing he liked so much sickened him. He liked Ginny, more than any other girl. He had missed her. And what had she seen in Draco? What did he have that he didn't?

Ginny's smile made everything right. The memories of her and Draco faded away, and all that was left was her beautiful face...

"Well, I'm going to go. I'll see you guys later," Ginny spoke as she rose out of her seat. Harry was yanked out of his thoughts.

"Bye Ginny," Harry spoke softly as she walked away.

Ginny opened up the doors of the Great Hall. Things were getting better. Everything was going to be okay. Ron would eventually come around. At least she had Harry and Hermione now. But something was still missing...

Ginny looked up and her heart stopped. Blood froze in her veins. Her mouth hung open slightly and her eyes were wide with confusion. She took in a sharp breath as she watched the two people in front of her.

Draco and Pansy Parkinson were kissing in the corridor.

This wasn't real. Ginny was going to wake up in a minute. It's all just a dream...

Draco jerked away from Pansy and looked at Ginny. His eyes lite up and he stepped towards her.

This is where I'm going to wake up...

Draco seemed to go in slow motion, walking step-by-step closer to Ginny.

Any second...

His grey eyes bore into hers.

Please wake up..

Ginny felt like she was going to throw up. Her whole body felt weak. This wasn't a dream. This was real. Draco had just kissed Pansy...

Draco had kissed Pansy...

Ginny turned around and did the only thing she could think of to do.

She ran.

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Draco placed his fork gently beside his plate. He had to leave the Great Hall. He couldn't take it in here any longer. His eyes began to lurk towards the Gryffindor table.

"No," he told himself firmly.

He wasn't going to look at her. He wasn't...

Draco couldn't stop thinking about Ginny. When he was supposed to be paying attention in class, he was thinking about Ginny. When he was supposed to be doing homework, he was worrying about Ginny. When he was sleeping, he was dreaming about Ginny. She was all he thought about.

He wanted her back. He wanted to kiss her lips once again. He wanted to hold her soft, delicate hands. He wanted Ginny back. He wanted his Ginny back.

But no matter how bad he wanted her back, he knew he couldn't get her. She didn't like him anymore. She didn't want him back. He had acted like the old Malfoy. Why, when he had wanted her so bad, had he not talked to her when she had approached him outside the Great Hall? Why, when he loved her so much, had he not apologized yet?

Draco rose out of his seat. He had to leave this room. He kept wanting to look at Ginny. To watch her eat. To watch her talk. To watch her smile...

Draco slid outside of the Great Hall and sighed deeply. This was going to be hard...

"Dracoooo," a girly, high-pitched voice called out from behind him.

Draco froze. He clenched his teeth together and looked up. He turned around slowly to come face-to-face with none other than Pansy Parkinson.

"What?" Draco spoke through clenched teeth. He was in no mood to deal with pathetic Pansy Parkinson.

"You haven't talked to me much all year," she whined, poking out her bottom lip. She walked slowly towards Draco. "Don't you miss me?" she cooed, gliding her finger along the edge of Draco's chin.

"No, I didn't miss you and your pathetic self. Pansy, I don't like girls like you anymore. I've changed," Draco growled, as he swatted Pansy's hand away from his face.

"Malfoy's never change," Pansy whispered as she leaned in towards Draco. Before Draco could do or say anything else, Pansy had planted her lips onto his. Her lips were cold and clammy, unlike Ginny's soft and warm ones...

Draco heard a small gasp from beside him and he jerked away. His heart dropped. No...Please no...

Ginny stood in front of him and Pansy, her mouth open. Her hands were shaking slightly, and her eyes were wide.

No...

Draco stepped towards Ginny.

No...no...no...

Ginny seemed to finally understand what had just happened. She swung around, and before Draco could reach out and grab her, before he could explain anything, she started to run.

"GINNY PLEASE!" Draco yelled, reaching out his hand uselessly, reaching for something that wasn't there.

No...this didn't happen...

Draco swung back around to face Pansy.

"You," Draco half-growled, half-cried. "THIS IS ALL YOUR FAULT!" he screamed.

Pansy's eyes grew wide.

"Draco, I–" Pansy began.

Before she could finish her sentence, Draco had seized both of her shoulders. He threw her up against the wall. Pansy's eyes were wide with fear. Her hands shook under Draco's body.

Draco breathed deeply, his breath in deep gasps. His eyes were wild. This was all Pansy's fault... he was going to hurt her...

Why hurt a pure-blood like yourself? She's better than the other filth...

Draco threw Pansy off to the side. He ran and slammed his fist into the cement wall behind him.

"NO SHE'S NOT!" he screamed, anger and rage filling every word. "NO ONE IS BETTER THAN GINNY!"

A deep crack ran up the cement wall. Everything around Draco was blurry. All he cared about was Ginny. The only thing he wanted to see was Ginny...

Not thinking, Draco trust himself towards the entrance into the Hogwart's grounds, where Ginny had exited. He threw open the heavy doors and called out into the rainy grounds.

"GINNY!" he screamed. His feet splashed onto the wet grass as he ran out the door. Rain thundered and poured down all around him. His hair was becoming wet and soggy. Water seemed to pour from every direction. Dark clouds thundered over the towering castle.

"GINNY!" Draco screamed again. It was no use. She was gone.

Draco ran back inside. He flew past the still cowering Pansy, and ran towards his common room. He needed to be alone. He needed to think about what to do...

Draco flew into his common room and ran up the stairs to his dormitory. Once he was finally there, he reached into the drawer that he had reached into so many times these past months. He flipped knowingly to the 3rd page in the ratty, worn-out book. His eyes fell onto the familiar picture. The picture of his aunt and uncle.

Alone in this house again tonight...

Tears threatened to pour from Draco's eyes. His hands shook, and a huge lump formed in his throat. He could hear the rain pounding onto the ceiling.

His frozen eyes swept over the picture. The girl looked so much like Ginny. Her eyes sparkled green, and her red hair blew in the breeze around her. Ginny...

There's pictures of you and I on the walls around me,

The way that it was and could have been surrounds me,

Draco slammed his fist lightly onto the book.

Ginny...

A tear trickled down his pale face.

I'll never get over you walking away.

All he wanted was Ginny.

Draco realized something right then. Everything he had been feeling suddenly became clear.

He was in love with Ginny Weasley.

I've never been the kind to ever let my feeling show..

Draco took the picture out of the book and held it in his hands. Tears poured down his face. He sobbed, and the picture in his shaking hands became soggier and soggier. Draco cradled it in his arms. It was the thing he cherished...how he wanted everything to be.

Draco flipped the picture over. Scribbled on the back in curvy handwriting was a note.

Don't let love escape you, for once it does, there will be no turning back.

Draco stared blankly at the message written on the picture.

Don't let love escape you...

A thought clicked in Draco's mind.

For once it does...

Draco stood up. He knew what to do.

There will be no turning back.

Draco ran once again down the corridors. He needed to talk to Ginny. He had to talk to her.

Draco threw open the doors leading out to the grounds again. Rain still poured down from the dark sky.

I thought that being strong meant never losing your self control...

He had to find Ginny.

Draco ran across the grass, searching the grounds for any sign of Ginny.

But I'm just drunk enough.

To let go of this pain,

To hell with my pride,

Let it fall like rain,

from my eyes.

Tonight I wanna cry.

He ran towards the Quidditch field. Draco noticed a door ajar leading into the changing rooms. Thunder boomed in the distance. Draco's clothes clung to his skin. His hair was matted onto his face.

Draco ran towards the door. He stepped into the familiar room. The room that had changed everything...

Draco ran past the benches and the broom cupboard, which he noticed was open to.

No, she wouldn't be flying in this weather...

Panic now in every footstep, Draco charged onto the field. His eyes scanned the field.

There was Ginny.

She was sitting on the soaking ground, her back against the wall of the Quidditch field, one hand clutching her old, wet broom. The lump in Draco's throat deepened.

He ran towards her, oblivious to everything around him. Water splashed around his feet with every footstep. He had to get to Ginny...

All by myself, would sure hit me hard now that your gone.

Her image was becoming clearer and clearer. Red hair clung around her face. Her clothes stuck to her skin, and her whole body was drenched.

Or maybe I'll fold some of our last love letters.

It's gonna hurt bad before it gets better.

He was almost at her now...

But I'll never get you hiding this way.

Draco stood in front of Ginny.

I've never been the kind to ever let my feeling show...

"Ginny," Draco whispered.

Ginny stood up slowly to her feet. Her body looked weak and fragile. Draco had to choke back his tears. He reached toward her arm.

"Don't touch me!" Ginny snapped, jerking her arm away.

"Ginny, I didn't do anything! P-pansy attacked me. I promise I didn't mean anything..." Draco pleaded.

"YOU KNOW YOU DID DRACO MALFOY! YOU KNOW YOU NEVER EVEN CARED ABOUT ME! YOU DON'T CARE IF YOU'VE BROKEN MY HEART! YOU DON'T CARE THAT I MISS YOU!" Ginny screamed. Her hair flew wildly around her as she jerked her head back and forth.

"Ginny, please..." Draco begged.

"You didn't care..." Ginny sobbed, tears escaping her shining green eyes.

"Ginny..."

I thought that being strong meant never losing your self-control.

"What Draco? What do you want to say?" Ginny spoke, her voice frustrated.

Draco looked into Ginny's bright green eyes. A piece of hair hung over one of them. Her lips were a pale pink, and her cheeks were flushed. She was so beautiful. She was even beautiful in the pouring rain. Her eyes stared up at him. His heart sank lower and lower. The lump in his chest finally broke and tears slid down his cheeks.

But I'm just drunk enough,

to let go of my pain.

To hell with my pride,

let it fall like rain,

He knew it now.

From my eyes...

He knew what he had to do.

Tonight..

"Ginny..." he choked..

I wanna cry..

"– I love you"

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"Ginny," Draco choked, "I love you."

Ginny looked up into Draco's frozen eyes. Even in the pouring rain, Ginny could see tears falling from them. His lips quivered with tears. His blonde hair hung limply in his wet face.

Ginny knew it right then. She knew that he was telling the truth. She knew that he was sorry. She finally knew...

She finally knew...

Draco had changed.

Ginny looked once again into his icy eyes. And she knew what she had to do...

Ginny leaned in towards Draco. Her warm lips met his cold ones. The familiar sensation once again trickled throughout her cold body. Fire met ice.Darkness met light. War met Peace. Destiny met love.

Thunder boomed in the distance. Everything around Ginny was spinning. She pulled away from Draco's lips slowly.

"Draco.." she whispered, " I love you too."

Draco smiled softly and leaned, once again, towards Ginny.

Ginny was frozen to the spot. This was meant to be. Everything was finally right.

Fate had met fate...

A/N: I don't think I did as good as this as I wanted to! Ugh! I can never get it right. Please tell me what you think! Oh ya'll have to read these two fanfictions! THEY ARE AWESOME!

Partners by Southern Charm83: When students start to disappear at Hogwarts, can two enemies put aside their differences to figure out what is going on? And will they eventually become friends...or something more? They may even uncover a secret that shatters the lives of many. DG

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Grey by Victoria Lily:

She was a deatheater. He was an Auror. Voldemort wasn't defeated like they all thought he would, and then The War began. He grew stronger. He gathered many followers. And the most valuable one, was Harry Potter's best friend.

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