Draco could not give in to such a weakness and suddenly the youngest to the Weasleys was a big weakness. He barely remembered her from school, something to do with a diary and the Basilisk but not much else. He was too busy with other things that year like tormenting Potter to really look past to the people cowering behind him. He paced the flat he had instantly bought in London, he had a feeling he was going to be here for a while. Suddenly there was a knock on his door.

"Draco?" Blaise called through the thick wood, Draco paled, he couldn't face his best friend right now. He was too distracted, the other would bound to notice that something was up.

"Give me a moment, I'll be right there," Draco called back, trying to not sound too bad. He desperately looked around before he spotted her. Ginny was standing in the corner next to his bedroom, smirking at him.

"Didn't think you'd get away from me that easily, did you?" She laughed softly, Draco shook his head a pleading look running through his eyes. She suddenly strode forward, pressing herself against him again.

"Together we could do anything, destroy even Voldemort if we wanted to. Nothing can touch us," she breathed, staring up into his ice blue eyes, he slowly let his arms wrap around her. She fit perfectly against him, her soft auburn hair brushing exquisitely against his neck as she leaned her head against his shoulder.

"Mate?" Blaise called again, Draco suddenly didn't care anymore. He didn't care if Blaise suddenly blasted the door down to find them wrapped up in each other. He closed his eyes, feeling the breeze rushing over them, he was keeping her snugly warm as they flew through the air, having disappeared from his flat. He slowly opened his eyes and felt at peace for the first time in probably his entire life. The night suddenly looked so beautiful, so sharp and crystal clear. It felt like eternity was yawning before him and for once it didn't scare him half to death. He held the delectable creature in his arms tighter and flew faster, feeling like there couldn't be anything more he could ever want.

Ginny was thinking about the same things. She felt content to just feel the muscled chest and arms wrapped around her so perfectly. She felt like she would die if he let go of her. She didn't want to ever let him leave again, she was somehow certain that no matter what she would do anything for him but it was all just a feeling. There was a part of her that remembered how horrible he was and all the things he had done. He was an assassin for the Death Eaters. Not fully apart of Voldemort's circle because he hadn't received the Dark Mark. She had to ask him about that sometime, how he had somehow avoided that one.

"I feel perfect," she breathed but it was like she was speaking directly into Draco's ear.

"I'm going to have to agree with you," Draco murmured, she smiled against him, her eyes still closed. It was like if she opened them, everything would fade and she'd wake up in her bed, alone again.

"Is this a dream?" She asked.

"I don't know, it's all too perfect to be true," Draco replied, looking down on her, she slowly opened her eyes and looked up into his.

"I never saw you like this," she murmured. She had always had a crush on the Slytherin in school. He was drop dead gorgeous of course, everyone was trying to crawl down his pants but now that she was so close to him and he was fully into his powers…he was so much more.

"Well you've definitely changed," he teased, she smiled lazily up at him.

"I never want to wake up," she murmured, snuggling up to him again, they were heading towards a place they both knew so well, Hogwarts. And he knew exactly where to go to.

Ginny slowly opened her eyes and groaned, slowly sitting up. It was all a bloody dream, a by product of her dreams, of her realization that soon she'll need to desperately mate with someone for the rest of eternity. Her mother told her that she would know the second she saw the person but no one had made her feel the way that dream felt. She rubbed at her eyes and slowly blinked around the room. Then it registered in her mind, she wasn't at Grimwauld Place. In fact she was in a place she knew, she spun around can came face to face with a spread out Draco Malfoy who was not yet awake. She wanted to yelp in utter surprise but didn't dare because she was getting too much pleasure out of watching such a beauty sleep so contentedly.

She then looked down on her self, checking herself over physically and then searching her memories. No…they had dropped to the four poster bed like two stones and fell asleep instantly. She hadn't had that wonderful of a night sleep since she was 12 and had come back from Hogwarts and back into her own safe bed. She slowly snuggled back down and wrapped an arm around Draco. He instantly turned and wrapped his own arms around her, she felt so good that she didn't even want to breathe for fear of Draco waking up and coming to his senses, instantly screaming at her for seducing him. To think such a beautiful creature could be seduced but she wasn't no plain Jane, she was on the same level as him and for once she had found someone on the same level as herself. She wished the world away, all of it because she didn't want it to catch her, she wanted this moment to last forever in this sense of freedom.

"Good morning beautiful," Draco murmured, looking down on her with a smile, she breathed in and looked back up.

"Morning, sleep well?" She asked.

"Better than well, I haven't felt this peaceful before," Draco replied, she smirked.

"What happens now?" She asked.

"I don't really know, this all seems so jumbled up. I don't understand any of it, do you?" Draco asked, she shrugged, sitting up and swinging her legs over to sit on the edge.

"My mother once told me that an elf knew the second they saw their eternal mate…its kind of the norm for the magical species. Since they are more reliant on the magic, they can use it even to find the perfect soul that fits with their own," she explained slowly.

"No…I think you have the wrong idea…Ginny, I'm not anyone's mate, especially yours. I'm an assassin for the evil side. What would your parents say if you brought me home and announced, 'hey mom, dad, come meet my new boyfriend Draco bloody Malfoy.' I'd bet they'd be thrilled, rampaging around the house wondering if a spell's been caste on you by the Dark Lord," Draco ranted, she shook her head, looking down on her hands.

"My parents are dead…they died when they took Ron," Ginny explained, Draco snapped his mouth shut with audible click.

"I didn't know…I'm…sorry," Draco murmured, running his fingertips down her back lightly, she looked over at him with tears in her eyes.

"I just want to know there's more of us out there, more people who aren't bent on human affairs. I can't do this anymore, I just don't care," she said with more conviction than she had intended but she found she really didn't at all care about any of it. Draco tilted his head slightly, staring at her then he looked towards the window.

"You know…I think you're right. What's the point in this war anyway? It's a silly battle between a half snake and a little boy who never grew up. I don't know what to say," Draco mused, she jumped around to fully face him.

"Let's get away from here, go to the elvenlands far away from here where we could live forever among beauty and freedom," she was grinning.

"Now that's a silly dream," Draco pointed out, she frowned darkly.

"My mother told me it's one of the most wondrous places in the entire universe," she growled.

"Then why did she get exiled? There's rules even there…besides who knows if they could even accept us, we're half-breeds, nothing like them," Draco explained his thoughts, she sighed.

"I don't want to deal with the war and all the crap of fighting for your life all the time when there really is no point. All my friends have changed, they've come into their inheritance and I don't even know who they are anymore. Hermione is so bent on showing everyone that she isn't evil that she ends up losing her temper and something bad happens. Oliver…he's so distant. Cho is too stuck up so she's never really made friends with me and all my brothers are gone," she explained.

"But what about Harry Potter?" Draco asked.

"He's Harry Potter…he'll never live up to his image. He's only a Seelie Sidhe, his mother was full blooded and had come to get lessons from Hogwarts where she fell in love with his father…Harry Potter is constantly overworking himself because he blames himself for everything. There's not a moment that goes by where he's not ranting about some plan to exterminate all of the Death Eaters and Voldemort. He puts everything else before himself yet somehow he dreams about this perfect future with me all the time like that's the only thing that's going to save him and he doesn't even know truly what I am," she growled.

"First we've got to take care of a few things and then we can figure out your love life okay?" Draco asked, giving her an encouraging smile which she slowly returned.

"What are we going to do?" She asked finally.

"We are going to go to Voldemort's next Death Eater Ball," Draco announced, the blood drained from Ginny's face.

"Why?" She whispered.

"We're going to show him exactly what we are. We're going to end this and we're going to get all of your brothers to help us. We are half-elves, I think we can take a bunch of wizards and a freak on," Draco smirked at her, she couldn't help the smile slowly crawling over her face.

"I don't know but anything is worth a shot," she finally said, trying to not put her hopes into such a simple but complicated plan.

"The more simple a plan is, the more likely it's going to work, less chances of things to go wrong," Draco explained and got up, she finally accepted his hand and followed him out.

TBC