A/N: I don't own Harry Potter

This is for the Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry

Assignment #5 Mindfulness and Meditation - Task #1- Write about someone becoming aware of something.

Word Count: 756

"How dare you!" Draco screamed at Harry. "How dare you even think for a moment I would endanger the witch I love," he continued. Harry glared at him. Draco had never thought their old school grudge would carry this far. They'd been out of Hogwarts for two years now. Things had changed so much in that time. Apparently, Harry hadn't/

"Ginny is mine. We've been together for... since forever!" Harry argued, standing on the porch of Malfoy Manor. Draco wasn't even sure how he'd gotten past the wards since he obviously meant harm to someone living there. He would have to double check the spells. Of course, Harry was an auror, and who know what kind of tools they had to get past things such as wards. If that was the case, then Draco was even more angry.

"Potter, wake up. Ginny hasn't been yours in years, she wasn't yours since our sixth year when you broke her heart. Who do you think put the pieces back together? Who do you think she cried to when she woke up screaming because she was certain you were dead and the war was won by the Dark?" Draco asked. Harry shook his head. Draco saw his hand curling around his wand. He debated doing the same. He doubted he could outduel Potter. It might also work to his advantage if he was, in fact, unarmed.

"No, she said she would wait for me," Harry stated firmly. Draco remembered Ginny mentioning that, that at one point, she'd admitted she couldn't wait any longer.

"She did wait, she waited shivering and afraid. She waited, and waited, and waited, until the final battle. She saw the oaf carrying your dead body and felt nothing but relief and fear. Relief she no longer had to wait!" Draco yelled. "You put her through hell! And now you're here demanding her back? Why don't we let Ginny decide who she loves and who needs to move on?" he finally suggested, aware that Potter was never going to take his word concerning Ginny.

"Fine, summon her from wherever you've hidden her. I know you've got her locked in one of these rooms."

Draco shook his head. Potter was delusional, he'd give him that at this point.

"She's in the garden out back, drinking tea with Mother and laughing about the idioticy of my father for buying those blasted peacocks," he said. "We can go out there and see her if you're willing to act civil towards her and my mother."

"If you are," Harry countered, following Draco around the house. True to his word, Ginny and Narcissa were sitting at a white wicker table, laughing about something.

"Ginny!" Harry exclaimed, rushing over to her. She looked at him and then over at Draco.

"Harry's here to take you home, if you wish, Ginny," he explained. "He believes I am putting you in danger simply by allowing you to spend time with me, my friends, and my family. He still believes the lot of us to be Death Eaters," he continued. Ginny nodded looking at her ex-boyfriend.

"Harry, I'm sorry, but... I loved you, I'm not sure if I do anymore. I know I love Draco, I know I want to spend my life with him. You... you've hurt me too many times Harry. I can't go with you. I'd like it if you'd leave," Ginny said, looking at the ground. "I'm sorry."

Harry nodded, his hands clenched into fists as he walked past Draco.

"Don't think you've won yet, Malfoy," he hissed. Draco didn't respond, other than to let Harry pass. He was done fighting petty squabbles, he was done letting past grudges interfere with the new life he'd built for himself and Ginny. Seeing his threat didn't accomplish anything, Harry turned as if to say something else, as if to move against Draco. Harry's wand was in his hand, but Ginny was faster on the draw.

"Stupify," she yelled, causing Harry to stop. "Harry, leave before I'm forced to have you reported for trying to attack Draco."

Harry stared at her and turned once again, slinking away from Malfoy Manor. Ginny sighed in relief.

"Sorry about that, Draco, now Narcissa was telling me a story about how you tried to ride one of the peacocks when you were a toddler?"

Draco felt his face flush as he joined his mother and Ginny in the garden gossip, thankful he'd come to see the light before the darkness had destroyed him as it had his father.