A/N: This now takes place after the seventh book. Please Read and Review, I hope you all like it.

Chapter 6

"Wow," Hermione interrupted. She grasped Ginny's hand, "I can't believe you went through all that. But at least it all stopped and you ended up with Harry, right?"

"Right," Ginny lied, forcing a fake smile across her face.

Hermione glanced down at her watch and said, "Shoot, I have to hurry back to the office." She pulled Ginny into a hug and said, "I always knew you and Harry would be perfect together. Let's go."

Ginny grabbed her purse and followed Hermione to the register to pay. Hermione conversed politely with the waiter while Ginny tried to catch a glimpse of Draco out of the corner of her eye. She froze when she caught sight of him staring back at her. Turning to face him she stared back at him. A soft smile crept across his face and then he turned back to the waiter who was taking his plate. Ginny's heart started beating again as she followed Hermione out of the café.

MNMNMNMNMNMNMNMNMNMN

That evening Ginny crawled up to the attic, ignoring the strange look from Harry who finally asked, "What are you doing?"

"I need some time to myself," Ginny said, peering down at him from the hole.

"But Lily-," Harry started.

"-is your daughter too. You should take a turn playing with her. It's not that hard. Prop her up on her toy broom and make sure she doesn't fall off." Ginny slammed the attic door shut and turned to face the large attic. Harry and she had not gone through their stuff in years. Right by the door was all their boxes of Christmas things and next to them were all the children's boxes. Those boxes held all their school work, baby albums and other important memories.

Farther back were the boxes that Ginny was looking for. She quickly pushed Harry's boxes aside and grabbed a faded cardboard box that was sealed tightly with both charms and duct tape. She muttered the counter spells and yanked the duct tape off. There they were. This was the box full of her memories with Draco. She pulled out her journal from her seventh year and blew the dust off it.

The cover was covered in strange scribbles whose meaning Ginny had forgotten years ago and the pages were all faded yellow, but they were still legible. She passed through the front pages that stated 'This journal belongs to,' and, 'Please respect the writer's privacy and do not read without permission,' in a royal twisted font.

Ginny sat down on an old bag of winter jackets and made herself comfortable before letting herself read the first few lines of text.

October 15,

It's so unfair! Why do I have to sit through another year of boring classes and lessons while Draco and everyone else get to leave and finally be free! Yes Draco writes to me often, but I can't see him until Christmas Holiday!

MNMNMNMNMNMNMNMNMNMN

Her potions classes had never taken so long. Ginny tapped her pencil on her book, then her notebook, then her desk. She sighed and glanced at the clock on the wall. Even when Snape had been her professor, classes hadn't been this boring. Maybe it was that she didn't have any friends in the class, or that the new professor was horrible, but whatever it was, the sun outside was teasing her and she was getting frustrated.

For the first few weeks of term she had busied herself by doodling in her notebooks, but now, six weeks into the spring semester, her notebooks were filled with drawings and stupid scribbles. The months after the war were some of the most eventful weeks of Ginny's life. There were balls, ceremonies, dinners and large celebrations almost every evening. Because she was a Weasley she was required to attend all the events with her family. There were evenings when she wanted nothing more than to be with Draco. She was so tired of seeing people suck up to Harry.

It seemed to be a silent agreement between Harry and the Weasleys that Ginny was now his girlfriend. She was on his arm every evening. Her mother had even taken her out to buy a new gown for the balls and dinners.

The Malfoys had been invited to a few of the events after word got out that Narcissa had saved Harry's life. Ginny would admire Draco from across the room and occasionally he would slip her silly love notes to amuse her, but it wasn't the same. She had been able to sneak out of the house a few times to see Draco. She'd even used Luna as an excuse, telling her parents that Luna was having a hard time with her father's trial with the ministry and that she needed the support of her close friends.

Those times with Draco had been amazing. They would meet in little corners of London or at the Malfoy's holiday flat in downtown London. They could sit for hours and talk about everything or curl up on a couch and spend silent hours holding each other.

Sighing, Ginny started tapping her pencil against her forehead as she drifted into a memory.

Late one evening, after the first of countless balls, stood in the bathroom in her pajamas, evaluating her face and body. After a moment she made a funny face at herself and giggled before turning to leave the bathroom. Suddenly she slammed into Harry who had been standing outside the bathroom, waiting for her.

"Hi," Ginny said awkwardly.

"Hey Ginny," Harry said, trying to touch her hand.

She pulled away from him and said, "I should be heading to bed, I'll see you in the morning."

"Wait, Gin," he pulled her back, "I just wanted to make sure we're ok."

"Yeah," she said slowly, "We're fine."

"Ok, I just wanted to make sure," he said, sighing, "Your brother's driving me crazy."

"How so?" she asked.

"He's convinced you're seeing someone else," Harry said, sounding as though he thought it was a ridiculous idea.

"Harry," Ginny said, anger rushing through her veins, "I am seeing someone else."

Harry gaped at her, shocked. Ginny stared back at him. She was shocked that she had actually admitted it. They stood in silence for a while until Harry stuttered, "I-I… W-what? Who? Is it Neville?"

Scoffing Ginny said, "You're so thick headed," and stormed into her room.

The bell pulled Ginny out of her daydream and she slung her bag over her shoulder before following the other Gryffindors out of the Potions classroom and towards Hagrid's class.

MNMNMNMNMNMNMNMNMNMN

Her school life was fairly boring. The weeks to Christmas break dragged on. Yes she had been able to achieve perfect marks in all her free time, and yes Luna and her had never been closer, Ginny had even been able to sneak out to see Draco once on Halloween, but the boring routine was wearing on her.

Finally Christmas break rolled around and she was able to go back to the Burrow. She was expecting an extravagant Christmas, like they usually had, but was disappointed his year. Bill and Fleur had decided to spend Christmas by themselves, as did Ron and Hermione who had moved into a small flat in London. George had fallen into a depression and was unwillingly staying at the Weasley's for Christmas as was Percy who was grateful for his family's forgiveness, was now engaged and wanted to spend time with his fiancé.

Ginny waited patiently for Christmas Eve day when she had planned to meet Draco in London. She had, of course, told her parents that Luna had invited her for tea. Ginny spent hours planning what she was going to wear and finally settled on a pair of blue jeans and a nice dark blue sweater she had gotten for her birthday a few weeks earlier. She bundled up in her winter coat, scarf and mittens before flooing to London; she didn't like to aparate.

She waited patiently outside the small tea shop they usually met in front of. Now there were special Christmas offers, 'Buy one get one free,' and, '50 off!' She ignored the street venders who tried to sell her products and nearly screamed out loud when hands covered her eyes and pulled her into the ally next to the shop.

The instant she was pinned against the cold brick wall, she knew it was him. She could never forget the feeling of his body against hers. Before she could lecture him about scaring her, he kissed her deeply, chasing all other thoughts out of her mind.

When he pulled away he cupped her cheeks in his hands and said, "Let me look at you." He pushed her hair out of her face and studied every part of her body before drawing her into a hug. She hugged him tightly as he whispered, "I missed you," in her ear.

"I missed you too," she whispered back.

When he let go of her he said, "So, what do you want to do today?"

"What do you have in mind?" she asked.

"Well," he paused, "My parents are away on holiday. We could go back to the Manor, have a cup of tea and I can finally show you the place."

"Sounds great," she said, trying to hide the nervousness in her voice.

MNMNMNMNMNMNMNMNMNMN

"Come on!" he laughed, "You're being ridiculous!" Ginny giggled as he wrapped his arms around her waist and pulled her into his arms to carry her into the Malfoy Manor. "I told you, my parents are gone on holiday, you don't have to be afraid."

"I'm not afraid," she lied, putting on a stubborn face.

"Sure," he said sarcastically. She smiled and wrapped her arms around his neck to kiss him before he carried her in the door. He kicked the door shut behind them, not breaking the kiss. Shifting in his hold she wrapped her legs around his waist and he pinned her against the wall.

When she pulled away she rested her forehead against his and said, "I'm inside, are you happy?"

"Thrilled," he said, smiling and kissing her gently. After setting her down he started pulling his thick winter jacket off. Ginny stripped her own jacket off and handed it to him before turning to admire the Manor.

The entrance hall was as big, if not bigger than the entrance hall at Hogwarts with two grand staircases facing the door. They joined at the second floor and met a large balcony that circled the large room. Everything was done in deep reds and greens, giving the space a royal and elegant air. "God, Draco, this place is amazing," Ginny breathed, not feeling brave enough to take more than a few steps in.

He placed a hand on her lower back, making her jump and said, "Come on, love, I'll give you a tour." Ginny followed him through the Manor, her eyes widening at every room until they got to the sixth floor of the North Wing and Draco said, "These are my chambers."

Ginny smiled softly and pushed the double doors open. Even if he hadn't told her, she would have known that these were his rooms. Not only did they smell like him, they mirrored his personality perfectly. The sitting room was large, but simple, overlooking the lake that bordered the Malfoy properties. Bookshelves lined the walls except for the floor to ceiling windows and doors. A fire crackled in the fireplace which was surrounded by comfortable looking couches and lounge chairs. The doors leading to his bedchambers were open; Ginny took the invitation and approached the room, turning back to Draco for permission to enter. He nodded softly and she turned back to the room to enter. His bed was huge, probably the biggest bed she'd ever seen, and made up nicely with tons of pillows. Resisting the urge to jump on it, she turned around, spotting a large wardrobe next to the open door of the bathroom.

"You're never coming over to my house," Ginny said quietly, facing Draco who was leaning against the doorframe, watching her.

"Why?" he asked.

"My room is the size of your bathroom."

He laughed and approached her. When he reached her his laughter had dimmed into a soft smile. She smiled back up at him, a question playing across her face. Grabbing her shoulders, he captured her lips with his and pulled her close to him. She willingly moved as close as she could get to him, wanting to feel his body against hers.

Confusing him, she pushed him away and stared at him for a moment. He stared back, puzzled, before asking, "Are you ok?"

Ginny slowly nodded and carefully approached him again. Cautiously she let her hand drift in front of her until it met the hem of his shirt. Her other hand joined her first and she tugged his shirt up. He smiled and lifted his arms, letting her pull his shirt off over his head. He flicked his hair out of his eyes as she tossed his shirt on the floor and hesitantly ran her hands over his chest and stomach. He let her explore his body, watching her patiently, knowing that this was her way of opening up to him; her way of telling him she trusted him.

When she was confident in herself she let her hands drift to his belt. He grabbed her hands, making her look up at him and he asked, "Are you sure you want to do this?"

Without hesitation she nodded and he let go of her hands. She kept eye contact with him as she undid his belt and let his trousers drop, leaving him in his boxers. He stepped out of his trousers and kicked them into a pile with his shirt. They stood a few feet apart, not sure who was going to make the next move. Her eyes searched his face for any sign of what he wanted, and an instant later he smiled softly and moved closer to her. She let her eyes flutter shut as he pulled her shirt off. When she heard it drop to the floor with his clothes she opened her eyes again and watched him timidly, crossing her arms across her body.

"No," Draco took her arms and pushed them back to her sides, "You're beautiful."

Ginny smiled and blushed before letting him unbutton her jeans. They joined the growing pile of clothes leaving them both in their underclothes and staring at each other's body.

"I-I've never done," Ginny paused nervously, "this before."

"Don't worry," he touched her cheek gently, "We don't have to do anything you don't want to do."

"I know," she said. Putting on a brave face she stepped close to him so their stomachs brushed gently. Her stomach fluttered and she cursed, hoping he couldn't tell how nervous she was. She looked up at him and her breath caught in her throat. He was truly angelic, platinum blonde hair and crystal blue eyes, but the way he was looking at her made her feel sexy; made her feel brave. Floating on courage she kissed him deeply and let herself into the fantasy she'd been having for months.

MNMNMNMNMNMNMNMNMNMN

Ginny squealed excitedly as she jumped onto Draco's bed, an apple in hand. He chuckled and stared at her as she quickly ate the apple down to the core. When she finished she used her wand to levitate the core to the trash bin on the opposite side of the room.

"You really enjoy being of age, don't you?" he asked, tucking a strand of her hair out of her face.

"You really enjoy staring at me, don't you?" she retorted.

He chortled and pulled her under the sheets with him. She giggled as he kissed her shoulder and bit her elbow gently. Finally he pulled her into his arms and buried her head into her neck. She curled against him and snuggled her cheek against his chest. He held her silently for at least an hour. Suddenly a voice called, "Draco, where are you?"

"Fuck," Draco jumped out of bed and started pulling his pants on saying, "Shit, Ginny, that's my mum!"

"I thought they were away on holiday," Ginny grabbed her clothes and started pulling them on.

"They were," Draco said, he pulled his shirt on, "I don't know why they're here."

"Draco?" the voice was closer this time.

"Shit," he muttered. He glanced over at Ginny and said, "Oh, no, Ginny. " He pulled into his arms, "Don't cry. It will be ok."

Ginny nodded, wiping her eyes, but the tears just fell harder, "I'm just so scared your mum will hate me. I'm a Weasley, I'm not considered good enough for you. I don't want her to hate me."

He pulled her into his arms and she sobbed against his shoulder. "Look," he said, "Don't worry. She'll love you just as much as I love you."

"You love me?"

"You love her?"

Draco and Ginny turned to the door where Narcissa Malfoy was poised, arms folded and head held high. She was wearing a dark green power suite and her wispy blonde hair was pulled into a tight bun at the back of her head. She was taller than Ginny, and the pointed stiletto heels made her tower over them, one eyebrow arched.

"Mother," Draco said quietly, "This is Ginny, Ginevera, Weasley. My girlfriend."

"Your… girlfriend," Narcissa said slowly.

"Yes," Draco said pointedly.

"I need a drink," Narcissa said quietly. She started leaving the room and then said, "Both of you finish getting dressed and meet me in the study. We need to discuss this."

When the door slammed behind her Ginny and Draco stood in silence. She sat back on his bed and looked up at him. He sat next to her and put an arm around her shoulder, "Ginny, that actually went really well."

"You love me?" she asked mindlessly.

"Is that a problem?"

"No," she said slowly. Her eyes focused on his and she added, "I love you too."

He laughed and grabbed her to kiss her. She smiled and wrapped her arms around him.