Blaise thought that seeing Draco fresh out of Azkaban would be bad, but it was nothing to the way he was when Blaise had to tell him why Ginny wasn't waiting for him, and why he couldn't go see her. He had never seen his friend look so withdrawn. He had large bags under his eyes from lack of sleep, his normally pale skin was looking pastey, his cheeks were sunken from not eating and his eyes were hallowed and empty.

Blaise had never seen his friend like this, and his best friend instinct wanted to kick in and beat the crap out of whoever did this to Draco, but over the past few months Ginny had become like a sister to Blaise. and he didn't understand why she would do this to him.

After he had brought Draco back to his manor with him, and Draco had locked himself in the same room Draco had stayed in every summer,

Hermione had stopped by a few days later the two of them trying to figure Ginny out.

"I don't know when Ginny found out where Draco was she broke down. She wanted nothing more than to break him out of Azkaban; she was frantic. She talked about how much she loved him. She was so mad at Harry for what he had done I thought for sure she would have been sent to Azkaban for using an unforgivable. Then I left her with Luna and went to go get a healer, and when I came back she was asking for her boyfriend Harry," Hermione said as her eyes filled with tears.

Blaise knew that Hermione had blamed herself for what was happening to Draco, but she also blamed Ginny.

"She's moving in with him!" Hermione growled, in anger and frustration as she crossed the room towards Blaise with her arms crossed. "Harry asked her last night and he bought a flat in London this morning, Luna is helping Ginny pack right now." Hermione said.

"She's what?" Draco spoke.

Hermione filched as she turned to face Draco. She hadn't noticed he was standing there, one look at him and she realised what Ginny was doing to him, and she immediately wished she could take back what she said.

"Draco I-" Hermione stopped she didn't know what to say to him, he looked so broken and lost. This was so unlike the smug and proud Malfoy she had gone to school with.

Draco just shook his head and left the room silently, not really seeing anything. Hermione moved as if to follows him but Blaise held out his arm and shook his head.

"He needs time," Blaise said softly.

"I didn't see him, if I had-" Hermione paused, at a loss for words.

She wasn't close to Draco like she was to Blaise, but Draco wasn't the arrogant prat she had went to school with, he was different. One could say that the two were friends, and even if they weren't Hermione couldn't stand by and watch Draco slowly fade away.

Everything was happening so fast for Ginny, she literally woke up to find that the war was over, and that she couldnt spend time with the one she lovved.

The thought of living with Harry gave Ginny a sinking feeling in her stomach. She knew that normal girlfriends would be ecstatic to go house and furniture shopping with their boyfriends, she knew that normal girlfriends would love the fact that she got to share a bedroom alone with her boyfriend, without having to worry about Finch catching her after curfew or her brothers beating him up; but Ginny wasn't a normal girlfriend. Because normal girlfriends loved their boyfriends -and Ginny didn't love Harry, it would be so much easier if she liked him, but he hadn't been particularly appealing lately.

Ginny sighed loudly, now would be the perfect time to cry, to let everything she was holding back pour out. Luna was gone, and Ron and Harry probably wouldn't be back until tonight, and Blaise and Hermione weren't speaking with her, so this was her chance to let her mask fall. However, Ginny couldn't cry, if she broke down know she wouldn't be able to hold herself together anymore, so she sat there starring at the pale pink walls in her in Harry's bedroom.

Ginny was pulled from her thoughts by a knock on the door. She tensed fearing it was Harry, but Ginny realised it was Harry's house, he wouldn't knock. Not knowing who it was, Ginny moved through the house slowly until she came to the entrance and pulled the door open hesitantly.

"Hermione?" Ginny asked shocked. She thought for sure her friend had been mad at her, she was the last person Ginny expected to see showing up here.

"What's going on?" Hermione roared as she pushed her way through the door.

"What?"

"You said you loved Draco more than anything, and then you turn around with the person who threw him in Azkaban and start dating him like Draco meant nothing to you! And now you're living with Harry!" Hermione indicated, her eyes fierce as she gazed at Ginny daring her to explain herself.

"Hermione, from what I've heard you've been spending a lot of time with Blaise lately," Ginny sighed as she fought the back the urge to run back to her empty bedroom and cry her eyes out.

"So?" Hermione challenged, crossing her arms.

"So then I'm sure he passed along the message that falling for Malfoy was just an act," Ginny said simply, with a shrug of her shoulders her face a cold mask.

"You weren't acting with Draco," Hermione whispered to Ginny.

"Well it looks like I was," Ginny smirked.

"No, you can act like you care, but you can't act like you're in love," Hermione countered, gazing at Ginny in a way that made her uncomfortable "I know you care, Draco looks so broken, so lost, so detached, so-"

"I don't need to hear a thesaurus Hermione," Ginny snapped, trying to cut Hermione off before Ginny broke down.

"I think you do," Hermione responded, taking a step closer. "I was in the Order Ginny, I know you weren't sent to play the spy, no matter what Lupin claims. I was there at Hogwarts, I watched you fall in love with him. You have no idea what you are doing to Draco, and I don't think he or I can ever forgive you," Hermione snapped, as she turned and walked out of the house slamming the door behind her.

"I can't forgive myself either," Ginny whispered quietly as she slide down the wall and sat with her arms wrapped around her legs. Hermione had no idea how much she was sacrificing for Draco, she would do anything for him. Ginny felt numb, she had no idea why Hermione had come, but she hadn't expected that. Even as Ginny sat on the floor huddled in her own arms she still wasn't able to cry.