I am sooooo sorry everyone! I know it has been almost 3 months since I have updated. I have had a lot of schoolwork and some family issues to take care of, completely hindering my time to write. But to make up for it this chapter is extra long. It is a lot different from a lot of my other chapters and has a lot of material in it. So hopefully you like it and this makes up for my lack of updating.

Also, this chapter is pretty dramatic. So I have come to terms with the fact that my fic is a complete soap opera, but I love it that way! And hopefully you do too.

Disclaimer: I do not own the characters in this story. The amazingly talented J.K. Rowling does.

Chapter 8

She wound her arm tightly around Harry's waist and continued to walk up the path towards Hogwarts. She leaned into him, enjoying the feel of his arm around her shoulders, keeping her close.

"Two months until break." He said quietly, feeling sadness wash over him. Ginny nodded her head feeling too upset to answer. Having Harry around today had been great. And she really didn't know how much she had missed him until she walked into The Three Broomsticks and saw him sitting there. He looked better than he had when she had left for school. His shoulders were broader and he had gained a little weight making him look less lanky and more like a man. He told her that he had been working out, running, lifting weights, and doing other muggle things, so that he would be physically strong for the final battle. And it showed dramatically.

Ginny looked up and saw that they were right outside the gates to the school. She stopped, not wanting him to leave yet.

"Here we are." Harry said quietly, looking down at her and seeing the melancholy on her face. "Don't be sad."

"I can't help but be. Two months is a long time." She replied, wrapping her other arm around his waist and hugging him to her.

"We've gone for two months already. Two more will be easy. You'll be busy studying, playing Quidditch, and doing all your Head Girl duties. You won't even have time to dwell on it." Harry responded, smiling down at her. Ginny looked around and saw that they were completely alone. And without a second thought, she grabbed Harry and walked him the small forest that lined the dirt road. "Gin, what are you doing?" He asked when she stopped behind a large oak tree.

"I just wanted some more time alone with you before I go back up to school." She said, her voice lower than normal. Harry smiled and walked forward backing her up against the tree. His hands settled on her hips, rubbing small circles with his thumb. Ginny put a hand behind his neck and leaned him down onto her lips. Slowly, she opened her mouth and his tongue found hers. She made a small hum in response, which only urged him on more. He slipped his hand under the hem of her shirt and moved up her body cupping her breast in his hand. His fingers kneaded her tenderly and Ginny responded by pushing herself against him, reveling in the feelings that only he seemed to bring out in her.

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"Ginny!" Molly called walking into her youngest daughter's room. She placed a hand on her arm and shook gently. Ginny jumped and looked around her room, her eyes landing on her mum. "Are you alright dear?"

"Yeah, you just scared me." Ginny replied wiping the sleep from her eyes. "Sorry."

"That's alright, sweetheart. Breakfast is ready. Take your shower and get ready, we have to be at the station in an hour. Good thing you packed last night. I don't know what we would do if you hadn't." Molly rambled as she walked out of the room leaving Ginny alone. She stood up and stretched feeling her elbows and knees pop from the lack of movement during the night. Ginny walked over to her closet trying to make the least amount of noise, since Hermione was still asleep. She settled on a pair of faded jeans and a violet tank top before walking into the bathroom and turning the shower on. She undressed and stepped in, feeling the relief the hot beads of water brought her. About halfway through washing her hair her mind finally wandered in that all too familiar direction. It had been 2 months since Ginny and Draco's fight. They had yet to make up and Ginny still had no idea that Draco had been at the wedding. He left without being seen and had made no attempt to contact her since. She was sure he was going out of his way to avoid her and she gave him his wish. She stayed in her room until she was sure everyone was gone. Except for this one night…

----Flashback----

"Dinner's ready, Gin!" Molly yelled from the kitchen door. The Order meeting had just finished and they were all getting ready to set off for their different duties. Harry, Ron, and Hermione were already seated around the table, along with Arthur and Remus. Molly had tried to convince the rest of the group, but they refused to stay and just took a light sandwich with them on their way out the door.

Ginny ran down the steps and into the living room not really paying attention to where she was going. Next thing she knew she had run into something hard and was knocked backwards off her feet. She pushed her hair out of her face and looked up, her brown eyes meeting with gray ones. At first, Ginny just sat on the cold floor completely speechless. It had been 3 weeks since their fight and this was the first time she was seeing him. He looked exactly the same, except for an air of coldness that she couldn't remember him ever having around her. His face should have been made of stone it was so emotionless and his eyes, for once, weren't telling her anything about what he was feeling. He extended his hand in a cordial gesture that lacked any feeling. Ginny just looked at his hand and then back up at him waiting for him to say something.

"When a man offers his hand to a woman, she should take it." Draco said quietly. Ginny's eye widened in hearing how icy his tone was. She extended her hand noticing how it was shaking. Why, she wasn't sure. It might have been because his informality was making her nervous or it could have been the fact that his gaze was no longer soft, it was rough, making her feel feet lower than him. Their hands touched and instantly Ginny felt that warmth spread through her body. The warmth that she always felt when Draco touched her. The warmth that only he seemed to create. If Draco felt it, he gave no indication and in one swift move she was off the floor and standing on wobbly knees, barely an inch away from him. His cologne reached her nose and she breathed in deeply, enjoying the smell of him. It had been weeks since they had been this close and Ginny wanted desperately for it to last forever. But it didn't. He let go of her hand, stepped away from her, and walked out the front door.

----End Flashback----

Ginny sat down at the table and poured herself a cup of juice. Her hair was still wet and she had swept it up in a messy bun. Harry, Ron, and Hermione walked into the kitchen and sat down at the table as well.

"I can't believe it's your last year." Molly said, shaking her head as she sat a plate of homemade waffles on the table. Ron and Harry wasted no time in piling 3 waffles on their plates. "Seems like just yesterday we were sending you to Hogwarts and now you're in your 7th year. Where has the time gone?" Ginny smiled up at her mom through her bite of waffle. She could see the tears in her mother's eyes but she didn't want to call her on it, knowing she would full on cry. Arthur looked over at his wife and smiled.

"Our Ginners is all grown up." Ron said, using her nickname from childhood. Harry chuckled and looked at Ginny, watching her roll her eyes.

"Yes she is. Head Girl, Quidditch Captain." Molly mused, a silent tear sliding down her face. She turned away from Ginny and wiped her eyes on the back of her apron. When she turned around she was slightly more composed. "Hurry up. We have to leave in ten minutes."

"I'll go load up the car." Arthur said, kissing his wife's cheek knowingly and walking out of the room. Molly muttered something about helping him and left the kitchen.

"Mum's a mess." Ron noted quietly. Ginny took the last bite of her food and looked over at her brother. She could see that he was upset himself. Hermione squeezed his hand lightly and Ron shrugged her off, not wanting any sympathy. Harry locked eyes with Ginny and they shared the same silent thought. The last week had been hard for him.

Silence dropped over the room as Ron continued eating and the other three left him alone. Molly walked in a few minutes later and ushered them all along, saying they were going to be late if they didn't hurry up. Harry retreated upstairs to change and Hermione helped Molly clean up the kitchen. Leaving Ginny and Ron alone in the living room to say goodbye. Ginny looked up at her brother and saw how much everything was taking a toll on him. He had small bags under his eyes as if he hadn't been sleeping and he was standing with his hands in his pockets looking tense.

"I'll miss having you guys around." Ginny said quietly, seeing Ron look at her sadly. He gathered her in his arms and hugged her tightly.

"You need to be careful, Ginny." He started holding her at arms length away from him. "We won't be there to protect you. And don't look at me like that." He replied when Ginny gave him the 'I don't need protected' look. "These are tough times now and I don't want to see anything happen to you."

"I know." Ginny responded quietly, feeling a rush of love for her brother at seeing just how much he was worried about her.

"I know Hogwarts is safe, but if we learned anything two years ago, it's that even the safest places can be dangerous." He paused and ran a hand through his longer hair. "You are in danger. Mum and Dad didn't want to say anything to you, but I have to. They are going to try to come after you Gin. Mess with your mind, kidnap you, whatever. They know that they can get to Harry through you. So please, promise me you won't take any chances and that you will listen to anything McGonagall or Snape tell you."

"I know Ron." She replied, knowing how hard this was for him. "I won't do anything that will put me in danger, I promise." He smiled softly and hugged his sister again and kissed the top of her head. "I love you, Ron."

"I love you too, Ginners." He replied. Ginny swatted his arm at the use of that horrid nickname. Ron laughed before walking away from her.

"Ron!" Ginny called right before he walked into the kitchen. He turned around and raised an eyebrow questioningly. "I'll write. I promise. And if you need anything…" He nodded his head at her and walked out of the room.

Harry walked down the steps and joined Ginny in the living room waiting for Hermione and Molly. They walked in a few minutes later and the four walked out to the car, where Arthur was waiting. Molly sat up front with Arthur and Ginny, Hermione, and Harry piled into the backseat.

A half an hour later Ginny was sitting on the Hogwart's Express on her way to her last year at school. Her mother had made a big production, squeezing her to almost an inch of her life before Arthur finally pulled her away. Ginny actually felt bad seeing the tears in her mother's eyes and the worry in Harry and Hermione's. Her father had hugged her tightly for a few moments and told her to be careful, but other than that he seemed to trust that his daughter was going to be safe.

She sat alone on the train trying to escape the sympathetic glances that kept being sent her way. She didn't want their pity. She looked out the window and thought about how the alone time was not only a blessing but a hindrance as well. Because when she was alone, her mind kept straying to Draco. She thought of the second time she had seen him that summer and how much harder it was.

----Flashback----

"Happy Birthday, Ginny!" Everyone yelled when Ginny walked into the kitchen after the Order meeting. She jumped back, obviously surprised that so many people were here to celebrate her birthday. The entire Order of the Phoenix stood in front of her, including Snape and Draco. Everyone was standing there with huge smiles on their face, acting as if for that moment everything was fine in the wizarding world. Ginny was touched to see all those people standing before her, but part of her knew that some would rather be out protecting people than celebrating her 17th birthday. Hermione pulled Ginny up to the table where everyone was gathered around one of the biggest chocolate cakes Ginny had ever seen. They all sang 'Happy Birthday' to her and then she blew out the 17 candles. When she stood back up her eyes met Draco's. All of a sudden she felt this pulling feeling in her mind. She knew what he was doing and so she didn't tear her eyes away. She didn't want to hide from him anymore and she wanted him to know exactly how she was feeling. She felt him sort through her mind easily, finding the memory he was looking for. It wasn't the one that Ginny expected and it was the last one she wanted him to see. She was standing in her bedroom talking to Harry about how upset she was about Draco breaking up with her and how Harry never treated her like that. Harry and Ginny continued to converse in warped speed almost as if Draco was fast-forwarding through her memory. And then it stopped. Ginny lunged at Harry and kissed him.

Ginny felt her embarrassment creep up her cheeks and she immediately broke her gaze with Draco. He had seen her cheat on him with Harry and Ginny wasn't sure what she was more embarrassed about. The fact that she so willingly let him look at the thought or the fact that Draco saw it.

"Gin?" Her mother's questioning voice brought her out of her thoughts. When she looked at her mother she was handing her a piece of birthday cake. Ginny thanked her for it and took it before walking into the living room where it was far less crowded.

One by one the Order members filed out, giving birthday wishes to Ginny and carrying cake in their hands. Ginny sat on the couch alone, her piece of cake sitting untouched on the coffee table in front of her. Only her parents, brothers, and the trio were left standing in the kitchen. Draco and Snape were conversing in the dining room about their plans for the upcoming weeks. Ginny looked up when she saw Snape leaving. He nodded at her courteously before walking out of Headquarters. She stood up and walked into the dining room, finding Draco sitting at the table with his head in his hands. She didn't say anything right away, but walked in and stood beside him. He sat up slowly and looked up at her. His eyes were colder than they had been weeks before and she felt as if he held no love whatsoever for her.

"Draco." She whispered, not knowing exactly what to say to him.

"Just tell me something." He started, his voice quiet. "Was that before or after we made up?"

Ginny shook her head, feeling the tears that she had been suppressing for weeks start to fall, and Draco stood. She didn't need to answer him for him to know the truth. She could barely see him through her tears and she brushed them away, willing the rest not to fall. Draco looked at her, his eyes filled with a harsh intensity and Ginny shivered under his gaze. And with no warning, he pulled her flush against him and crashed his lips to hers. It was not a sweet kiss in any sense, and it housed nothing but anger. Ginny could hardly move her lips; he was pressed against her so hard. She knew that this was his way of giving her something that she would never have again. He pulled away a few seconds later and Ginny opened her eyes to look at him. He pressed something in her hand before walking away from her.

"Happy Birthday Ginny." He said softly, before he walked out of the dining room. Ginny sank down in the chair and let her tears fall freely. Her fingers touched her swollen lips and she felt as if they would be bruised from his kiss. She opened her hand and found a ring in her hand. It had a platinum band and a single green heart shaped diamond in the center with small white diamonds next to it. She choked out a sob and slid it on her right ring finger. She knew it was not meant to be an engagement ring and that wearing it as such would be wrong. And the minute the ring touched her finger she knew how hard this was for him. She knew how much he missed her and how disappointed he was that things didn't work out. But most of all, she knew how much she had hurt him.

----End Flashback----

Ginny tore her eyes away from the window when she heard her compartment door slide open. She saw a tall man with dark skin and hair with his back to her.

"Can I help you?" She asked, wondering whom this was, as he looked too old to be a student.

"Actually Weasley, there were no empty compartments and I was wondering if I could sit here with you." The man stated turning around and settling his violet eyes on her. Ginny's eyes widened considerably as she looked at Blaise.

"Zabini, what the hell are you doing here? You graduated, remember?" She asked as he took the seat across from her.

"Professor Slughorn is ill and won't be able to teach his classes for a few weeks. And so he asked me, his best potions student, to fill in for him until he is able to return to school." He informed her, smirking at how uneasy his company was making her.

"Just my luck." She replied slouching in her seat and crossing her arms over her chest, looking much like a sulking child.

"I know you secretly love me under that hostility, Red." He replied.

"Another new nickname, Zabini? Can't you ever just use my name?" She asked.

"Ha. That's the cauldron calling the kettle black." He replied. She rolled her eyes and looked out the window, deciding that if she ignored him then maybe he would leave.

Blaise leaned back in his seat and propped his feet up on her seat next to her. She didn't even look at him. This is not what Blaise was hoping for. He expected her to be unkind to him, but he didn't expect her to shut him out completely. The only reason he took this job was to be at the same place with her. He figured he might be able to talk some sense into her to stop her from making the biggest mistake of her life. But if she wasn't even willing to talk to him then he didn't know what he could do.

An hour of complete silence later, Ginny looked over at Blaise and scowled. He was sitting across from her with his eyes closed and humming some song under his breath.

"Why are you still here?" She asked, her voice not sounding nearly as angry as it should. He was silent for a few minutes, making Ginny think that either he was ignoring her or he had fallen asleep.

"Well, Ginny, I need to talk to you." He replied opening his eyes and leveling his gaze on her's. Ginny raised her eyebrows at his use of her first name.

"About what?" She asked intrigued as to what Blaise would need to say to her.

"About what happened yesterday." He sat up in his seat and watched as she looked away from him and at her feet.

"I don't want to talk about that." She whispered.

"I know you don't. But if you and Draco are ever going to work anything out…"

"Work anything out?" She asked, looking up at him incredulously. "Him and I are finished. Completely finished. I want nothing more to do with him."

"You don't mean that." He said, trying to reason with her.

"The hell I don't." She replied.

"Just listen to me, Ginny. He made a mistake. A huge mistake. I'm not happy with him either, but you can't blame him. He was upset and…"

"He was upset?" Ginny yelled, feeling all her restraint go out the window. "He slept with Pansy! Your girlfriend!"

"Ex girlfriend." He corrected. She shot him a nasty look. "You two had broken up and Pansy and I had broken up. They can both sleep with whoever they want." Ginny turned away from him signaling the end of the conversation. Blaise couldn't help but smirk, feeling that Ginny was a lot more like Draco than he ever thought.

Ginny walked back to the compartment after a quick trip to the bathroom to find Blaise asleep, his head propped up on the arm of the seat and his feet dangling off the edge. The seat was too small for his long frame and looked somewhat comical. It would have been a funny sight to Ginny if she hadn't been so upset. She couldn't get her mind off of what had happened the day before.

----Flashback----

Ginny finished packing her trunk for school and was sitting on her bed when George walked in.

"What are you doing here? It's the middle of the day. Shouldn't you be at the shop?" She asked watching as her brother walked across the room and sat on her bed next to her.

"Fred is doing fine without me. Not to mention that clerk we hired is far more competent than Fred or I could ever hope to be. She's like a mini-Hermione." He chuckled and Ginny smiled softly. "So I decided to pay a little visit to my favorite sister." He put his arm around her shoulder and hugged her tightly.

"And I remind you once again, I am your only sister." Ginny responded feeling overjoyed that her brother was here to see her.

"Semantics, my dear sis." He flashed her a toothy grin before leaning back against the wall and stretching his legs out in front of him. "It's been weeks since you and I have been able to sit and talk without being interrupted."

"I know. I've been trying to tell you something for over a month now."

"Well here I am, with all the time in the world. Fill me in." He urged. Ginny took a deep breath and launched into the story. She told her brother everything that she had been going through in the past months and she left nothing out. She told him about Draco breaking up with her and then them making up. She told him about her Harry dreams and about how she and Harry had finally come to an understanding, but the dreams still hadn't stopped. She didn't leave a thing one thing out, except for the sordid details of her dreams and early encounters with Draco. When she finished, George shut his eyes and mentally computed all the information she had told him.

"First of all Gin," He started, opening his eyes and looking at his sister. "I am not going to tell Mum, Dad, or anyone else that you and Draco have been sleeping together. It's none of their business and frankly, I don't want to see Dad tear Malfoy to shreds, since he is so important to what we are trying to accomplish. Second of all, these dreams sound almost a little too weird to just be coincidence. Dreams usually don't follow a specific story for weeks on end. But, I'll do some looking into it or ask Hermione to since she actually likes research." He paused and Ginny nodded her head. "And lastly, I am proud of you for coming to a mature decision with Harry. It was about time you two realized that this little game of back and forth wasn't going to make a suitable relationship. You know, I would much rather have Harry as my brother-in-law than Malfoy, but even I have to admit that you are happier with Malfoy than you ever were with Harry. And that is saying something considering you and Harry seemed pretty happy together at one time."

"We were, George. But then everything changed. He broke up with me to keep me safe, something I never entirely forgave him for and then I started getting to know Draco. And then I realized, that even though I loved Harry, I felt something more than that with Draco." Ginny answered sadly.

"Ginny, you are head over heels in love with the ferret, that much is obvious. And I would say he is pretty taken with you as well." George said, putting his arm around his sister's shoulders. "Just go talk to the bloke and see what you can do. From what you told me, it really does sound like he cares a great deal for you. More than the kid has ever cared for anyone else it sounds like. If he is willing to risk getting killed just for you then he must really think you are worth it."

"I know he thought that at one time, George. But what if he doesn't think that now? It's been almost two months since our fight and we have spoken a total of 4 sentences since then. The last time I saw him on my birthday, he really seemed like he was done, completely finished with me." Ginny had never felt more defeated in her life. She was used to being strong willed and level headed, but when it came to Draco she felt like she made mistake after mistake and was living purely on her impulses. She felt helpless and stupid, like a lovesick schoolgirl. Which is practically what she was.

"Then you go to him and show him that you are not completely done with him. Love is worth fighting for. Especially the kind of love you have with Malfoy. It runs deep and is everlasting. You fight for that kind of love, Gin. Hard. And you make sure that it's not over until you say it's over." George finished, seriously. Ginny loved George's moments of pure seriousness. They always surprised her and caught her off guard. And they made her so proud of him.

"Who are you and what have you done with my silly daft brother?" Ginny asked, trying to lighten the mood somewhat. George laughed and squeezed her shoulder.

"Promise me you won't go back to school without at least talking to him." He said, locking his chocolate brown eyes on her's.

She nodded her head and leaned her head against his shoulder, enjoying the time she was spending with the only brother that really and truly seemed to understand her.

An hour later, Ginny woke up leaning against her brother's shoulder still. Sometime during her thoughts, she had fallen asleep and it seemed that he did too, by the weight of his head on her's. She nudged him in the side gently and he picked up his head and straightened his body. Ginny sat up as well and looked up at her sleepy brother.

"Sorry, Gin. I didn't mean to fall asleep. It's been a busy couple of weeks at the shop with all the Hogwarts kids coming to stock up before going off to school." He said before he stood up and straightened his hair. "Lots of late nights stocking and keeping up with the books. Boring stuff, really." Ginny smiled and stood up as well.

"It's my fault. I've been pretty worn out lately, myself." She smoothed the wrinkles out of her shirt and stood on her tiptoes to kiss her brothers cheek lightly before hugging him again. "Thanks, George. For helping me and for being there for me. I truly appreciate it."

"It's no problem, sis. That's what brothers are for." He hugged her back before pulling away from her. "Now come on, we'll go to his apartment and you can talk to him. Get the bloke back."

"I don't know George…" She trailed off.

"This is your last chance, Gin. You'll regret it forever if you don't." He replied. Ginny looked up at brother for a few moments before nodding her head in agreement.

A few minutes later, Ginny and George were standing outside of Draco's apartment door. She could feel nervousness bubbling up inside her at the thought of confronting him again. She twisted his ring around her finger, feeling the smooth metal moving in circles, giving her something else to focus on besides the worry in her stomach.

"Here we are Gin." George said quietly when he saw she was not making any move to knock. "It's now or never."

"I know." She whispered. He put a hand on her shoulder.

"It'll be fine." She nodded her head and knocked on the door. "I'm going to wait out here. So if things work out and you decide you want to stay, just come out and tell me." He said as he walked away so that when the door was opened Draco couldn't see him.

"Okay." She voiced to him before turning back to look at the unopened door. A few minutes passed and still the door remained closed. Ginny looked to George who walked up to the door and waved his wand over the doorknob. The click of the lock being undone was heard.

"I thought there were more spells and wards around his apartment?" Ginny asked, looking perplexed at how easy it was to unlock the door.

"He has to replace the wards every time he walks in and out of his apartment. But for some reason they aren't up right now. That's what I was testing with my wand. If his wards would have been up the door would have glowed a faint blue color and we would have been thrown away from it." He explained.

"Well that's great. Thanks for the warning." She replied sarcastically. "So should I just go in?"

George looked at the door for a few moments before answering. " Keep your wand out, but yeah go in. The first sign that something is amiss come back out. I don't think this is some sort of trap, but just in case, be careful." He replied, looking really uneasy about the whole situation. Ginny placed her hand on the doorknob and turned it easily. She opened the door and peered in, finding the living room completely empty. She stepped in and gave George one last look. "Leave the door cracked, Gin." He whispered before she closed the door completely. She smiled nervously at him before turning around and facing the living room, wand in hand. The apartment was completely and eerily quiet. She walked forward, afraid. She walked through the living room and entered a small white hallway. She looked to her left and saw the kitchen and dining room. They too were empty. She continued on, feeling more and more uncomfortable the further she got into his apartment. She knew she was unwelcome here and for all she knew he might not be home. It sure sounded like no one was home. She saw on her right that there were three doors and on her left there were two. She walked forward more slowly than before and opened the first door on her left. She peered into a room that was furnished simply with a desk, chair and a few accents. It was clearly his office. She closed the door and continued down the hall opening the next door on the right. There was a small bedroom, obviously not the master, which was oddly out of place to Ginny. The thought that Draco would have a guest bedroom unnerved her slightly. He didn't seem like the kind of guy that would have guests over to stay with him. She continued on, finding the master bathroom in the next room on the left she encountered and the smaller guest bathroom in the last room to the right. Finally, there was only one door left. She walked up to it, her hands shaking. Obviously, this was his bedroom. She had never felt more apprehensive as she did in that moment. Walking into someone's bedroom was a huge step and if he was in there he would not be happy to see her traipsing through his house uninvited. She put her hand on the doorknob and turned it slowly, deciding that she had come this far and she might as well just look. She opened the door and took a step in, looking first at the wall in front of her. She heard the moaning first and then her eyes moved to her right and she saw it. Draco in bed with Pansy. She was sitting on top of him, straddling his waist. His hands were digging into her fleshy hips helping her as she grinded against him. Ginny didn't hold in the gasp that escaped her mouth. Her hands fell limp at her sides and her wand fell to the floor. She tried to tear her eyes away but couldn't. She could feel her heart ripping apart in her chest. How could she think that he wasn't with someone else? It had been almost two months and he was a guy! Of course he was with someone else!

Suddenly a pair of gray eyes were looking into her's, displaying nothing but pure shock. This seemed to jolt Ginny out of her daze. She looked away from his gaze and grabbed her wand off the floor.

"Ginny!" She heard him say as she turned from the room and walked quickly down the hallway. Once she was out of the room she could no longer hear anything that was going on in the room and she realized that he must have cast a silencing charm on his room. She was in the living, almost to the door when she heard him coming down the hallway after her. He yelled her name again, but it didn't matter. She had flung open the door and George had seen her tear stained face. Ginny didn't even realize she had been crying.

"Gin." George said wrapping his arms around his sister's shoulders. He looked past her and saw Draco standing in the doorway, in nothing but a pair of boxers. Ginny felt her brother shake his head and then the next thing she knew, they were apparating away.

----End Flashback----

The train was slowing down. Ginny guessed they had about another 5 minutes before they were at Hogsmeade Station. She turned from the window and saw Blaise staring at the ceiling of the compartment. He had been so quiet that Ginny didn't realize that he was awake.

"Blaise?" She asked meekly. He turned his head and looked at her and she saw it, the pain in his eyes. "What happened with you and Pansy?" She asked, knowing that was why he was upset. Blaise sat up slowly and didn't say anything for a few moments.

"We got into an argument last week about our relationship. She said that it wasn't going anywhere and when I asked her what she wanted to do, she said to marry her. I didn't think that was what I wanted so I told her that and she told me that it wasn't fair for her to have to stay in a relationship that wasn't going to progress, so she packed her things and left." Blaise said, sounding as emotionless as ever.

"Don't you love Pansy?" Ginny asked.

"No. I don't think I ever have. She was a nice girl and she was great in bed and that was about it. So I'm sure it was best for us to break it off." He replied, running a hand through his hair. Silence filled the compartment. Ginny seemed to want to say something to him, so he waited patiently for her to work through her nervousness or whatever it was.

"Blaise?" She asked again.

"Yeah?" He replied.

"Are you mad at Draco and Pansy?" Blaise leaned back in his seat as he felt the train lurch to a stop. Ginny sat still, waiting for him to answer her.

"I don't know." He answered standing up and gathering up his things and hers. Ginny didn't press him further.

A half an hour later, Ginny sat in the Great Hall. Professor McGonagall, the headmistress, stood and silenced the room.

"Now before we begin with our sorting ceremony, I would like to pause and have a moment of silence for one of our former students. As most of you have heard, Ronald Weasley was killed by Death Eaters last week. He was cruelly taken from those who loved him and he is in our thoughts." McGonagall bowed her head and every teacher and student, excluding the Slytherins, bowed their head in remembrance.

((I know, Not a happy ending once again. But it will come. It's all in my head and ready to put down on paper, or my computer anyway. I hope you liked this chapter and if not then leave me a review telling me so. And if you did like it, leave me a review telling me so! Til next time. xoxo))