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Chapter 7

Draco woke up greeted by the early rays of sunshine and the whiff or roses and honey and a slight numbness in his arms. He then realized that his face was in Ginny's blazing red hair and that Ginny's hand was on top of his, laid across her stomach. He strained his mind of how they changed positions last night but couldn't remember. He must have slept really comfortably last night to not notice, and Ginny too for that matter. He unconsciously savored the moment before he carefully but reluctantly extricated himself from their sort of embrace and shuddered at the thought of what Ginny would do if she awoke and found herself in his arms.

He got out of bed and went into the bathroom to wash his face and brush his teeth. Then he went into the kitchen to have breakfast. For the past week he had been living here, he had at least learned how to make breakfast and without using his wand too. He took the loaf of bread from the larder and began slicing them. He buttered them and placed them in the thing that he remembered Ginny had called a toaster. She almost threw the thing at him a few days ago because he refused to wash the dishes. Then he put tea leaves in the water kettle, filled it with water and set it to a boil. He felt rather proud of himself once everything was ready. An owl tapped on the window and he opened it to collect the Daily Prophet from it, slipping a Knut into its pouch soon after. He carried it to the nook where he sat himself on a high stool and began reading while taking a bite into his toast. No news of Lucius' capture yet. He sighed.

He was halfway through his second slice of toast when he heard Ginny walk into the kitchen. She was fully dressed in dark blue robes and boots.

"Where are you going?" he asked.

"To the ministry," she said as she took a sip of tea from Draco's mug.

"What for?"

"I've got to report to Tonks. It's been a week already so she will be expecting a report of how you're doing and all that," she said and then took a bite at Draco's toast and then another sip of tea from his cup.

"Why don't you just make some for yourself?" He snapped, slightly annoyed that his hard-worked-for breakfast was being ravished by Ginny instead of him.

"Because we're late already," she said.

"What do you mean 'we'?" he asked.

"You don't expect me give her a report of you without you personally being there, do you? Because it is my job to be wherever you are," she said.

"Fine. I expect I have to get dressed first then," he said, getting off the stool.

"Oh no, Grey, you can totally go in your boxers, your cousin won't mind at all!" she said, rolling her eyes. Draco glared at her and went to get dressed.

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They walked into Ginny's office and saw to her disappointment that Harry and Ron's desks were empty. She had anticipated on seeing them there that day.

"There you are, Ginny!" Tonks exclaimed, walking up to her.

"Hi Tonks," Ginny replied. Then Tonks looked at Draco and smiled.

"Mr. Malfoy, how do you do? I hope our Ginny has been hospitable to you," She glanced at Ginny.

"I'm safe as a child in its mother's arms," he replied. "Although I can't help but feel like I'm being treated like one." He glanced at Ginny.

Ginny raised an eyebrow. "What? He deserves it and anyway he's unscathed so you can't say I didn't do my job. Anyway how's the search going?"

"We've searched the places Draco mentioned. We haven't got any leads yet but there are clues. When we asked people, no one seems to know anything about them. They've done a really good job in hiding themselves."

Draco sighed. "Have you searched the vacation manor in Aspen?"

"Yes. Every place you mentioned," Tonks replied.

"Well just tell us when you've found leads and when you need help of course," Ginny said.

"Of course we will. Now if you'll excuse me, I've got interviews to attend to. Keep up the good work, Gin! And oh don't worry about reporting every week, I'll owl you. I trust you whole heartedly on this job." Tonks exclaimed as she brushed past them and walked away.

"That went well," Draco said.

"Where do you think your family is, Grey?" Ginny said, taking him by surprise.

He tried to think of an answer. "I…don't know, really."

Ginny nodded and then started walking to the apparition points.

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Ginny and Draco were in the living room that night when a familiar, mousy owl came tapping at the window. Ginny stood up to collect whatever the owl had for her. She untied a small, white envelope and opened it.

"It's from Hermione. She said mum wants us over at The Burrow for family dinner on Saturday," she said as she finished reading the letter.

"Us?" he asked incredulously.

"Yes, that's what it says on the letter. 'You and Malfoy' she said," she informed him, flopping herself next to Draco on the couch.

"Have they gone mad or something?" he asked, smirking. Ginny slapped his arm. "What?"

"Never mind," she said rolling her eyes. "I'm going to bed."

"Ooh, wait for me!" he squealed in a girly voice and Ginny laughed. They've been sharing her bed ever since the night Draco had asked her. They always stayed up late talking about everything and this night was no different.

"Hey Red, who was your first shag?" he asked. Ginny's eyes widened as she smacked Draco hard on the arm.

"And it's your business, how?" she snapped.

"Fine, who was your first boyfriend then? Happy?" He asked, rolling his eyes.

"Why do you want to know?" Ginny asked.

Draco shrugged. "Just because."

Ginny rolled her eyes."Fine, Michael Corner was my first boyfriend," she said.

"Isn't he in Ravenclaw's quidditch team?" he asked.

"Yes. Not a very mature guy. He had a fit when my team beat his at one game and at that time, Cho Chang was still wounded by Cedric's death and so he went to comfort her to make me jealous."

"And you dump him," he said.

Ginny's eyebrows rose. "How'd you know?" she asked.

"Oh come on, Red. I know because I know that if there's one thing you hate, its playing games. I mean, you like being straight forward. Besides, you could do better."

Ginny was dumbfounded. How did Draco notice these little things?

"Who did you date after that?" he then asked.

"Umm… Dean Thomas," she said.

"Oh I heard about that because that troll of a brother of yours had a fit when he saw you snogging."

"You knew about that?" Ginny asked incredulously.

"Gossip spreads like wildfire in Hogwarts."

"So you gossip?" she asked, half-laughing.

"No, I don't. Try hanging out with Pansy. She's the one who gossips."

"Did you and Pansy date?" Ginny asked.

"No. She's just good for shags."

Ginny scoffed. "Ouch, harsh much?"

"I've never been good with feelings anyway. And then there was bloody Potter, right?" He said suddenly, surprising Ginny.

"Yes, then there was bloody Potter," she repeated and he laughed his deep, masculine laugh. "What's so funny?"

"Nothing… it's just that if I were him I would have never let you go. Even under the circumstances he was in. I would have fought for you," he heard himself say and then realized what he had just said. They both froze, neither were breathing. Ginny was surprised at what she had just heard and Draco couldn't believe that he had just let his heart talk. Draco decided not to press the conversation any further. He turned onto his stomach as Ginny turned onto her side and both pretended to be asleep.