DISCLAIMER: I DON'T OWN HARRY POTTER!

Chapter 2 (story 3)

He was running. Running as fast as he could but it wasn't fast enough. They soon caught up to him. The pain was fast and hard as curses of all kinds caught him as he fell into a clearing. He looked up to see one standing over him.

"Traitorous bastard, You will pay." A curse hit him, he writhed in pain. His vision tunneled and he slowly left the pain. He lifted his wand and muttered then was gone.

Draco woke up shaking and sweaty. He looked around. He was in a bed. He wasn't wearing a shirt he had bandages on his wounds. Wounds? He suddenly felt the pain from them. His head hurt. He looked around the room. It was quant. Not overly impressive. He had seen better, it was bright and cheerful. The bed he was in was covered with brightly colored blankets and sheets there was a bathroom to the right of him. The door was slightly open. He got out of bed and stood up. Draco automatically regretted it and lay back down. There was the sweet smell of vanilla that filled the air. He turned his head and smelled the pillow, a beautiful smell filled his nose he quietly slipped back into sleep knowing he was safe in some woman's house.

Draco woke up again. He looked around the room and there was no one there again. He looked around this time until his eyes fell on the bathroom door, it was shut this time. He could hear a water but he wasn't sure. Draco got up and went over to the door. He hesitated then opened it. A small amount of hot fog poured into his vision. He then saw a red haired girl standing in a shower looking at him flabbergasted. He hesitated in closing the door and that's when it hit.

"DRACO MALFOY GET THE FUCK OUT!" He watched a she threw a soap bar at him and was surprised when it hit him dead on. He closed the door quickly and cluched his now burning eye.

"OW!" he held it as he heard her turn off the water and marching over to the door.

The door opened when the girl came out in a towel and dripping wet. Draco couldn't see that well as he kind of hopped around with his burning eye. The girl lost her anger and grabbed his free wrist dragging him back into the bathroom, she helped him wash his eye out and then she said sternly.

"Don't ever do that again, if you do I will throw more than a soap bar at you Malfoy!"

Draco looked at her with his now cleaned but still red eye. She was beautiful, her freckles made her seem very cute and her form was unbeatable. She had a slender waist and long yet lean legs, And he couldn't really see her breasts looked perfect. Draco didn't even realize he was staring when she started laughing.

"What?"

"Oh nothing, but next time try and hold back your drool." She smiled as she walked past him back into the room. Draco absent mindedly wiped his mouth as he followed her.

"Um, How long have I been out?"

"About 3 days"

"WHAT?!" Draco looked at her as she sat down on the bed.

"Yeah but you should be fine now you healed up pretty nicely, I think there might be a few on your legs I didn't get but I wasn't about to take your pants off. How ever you will live." Draco walked over and sat next to her. 'She took me into her home, healed me and doesn't seem to want anything in return.' He looked at her. 'who is she?'

"Who are you?" she looked at him in surprise.

"You don't recognize me?"

"No?"

She paused then laughed her head off. Getting up she walked over to the dresser and picked out some cloths and went into the bathroom.

"Wait, aren't you going to tell me?"

"Let me get changed!"

"Ok, ok!" He hesitated then remembered her perfect body in the shower. It looked smooth and her breasts looked unbelievable. His thoughts were interrupted when she came out wearing muggle clothing. A pair of jeans with a tang top that revealed her curves.

"My name is Ginny" Draco looked up at her, it suddenly registered. 'The red hair' He looked at her.

"A weasel-bee saved me?" Ginny frowned.

"Yes Malfoy, A weasel-bee stooped so low as to save your ass from death!" she turned in a huff to her dresser and started rummaging through a box.

"I didn't mean it that way I'm sorry it came out."

"I'm sure it did Malfoy I am sure it did!" Draco frowned now. He really was sorry.

"Ginny, all I meant was that you risked your life for someone who has been an enemy of your family for decades?" He watched her turn around and face him. "I am truly sorry I didn't mean it in any other way." He then got up and headed for the chair in the corner of the room that held his repaired cloths. Ginny looked over at him.

"What are you doing?"

"Leaving, Thank you for your kindness and generosity." He bowed slightly and walked out of the room and into the next.

Ginny looked after him. She didn't want him to go yet. Then she sprinted into the other room and grabbed his arm as he was leaving the apartment.

"Wait…" Draco looked down at her. "Um…." She didn't know what to say in order to make him stay. "Wont you stay for dinner?" Draco paused then smiled and nodded. Ginny was relieved then began cooking. Amused Draco sat himself down on a stool that was on the island she was cooking on. Meanwhile he looked around the new found room. It was a living room, dinning room, kitchen mixed into one room. It had a small couch in the middle of the room. A fireplace, a dinning room table for 4. the island was the barrier between the other two parts of the room and the kitchen. Everything was light and cheery except a large grandfather clock in the right most corner. It loomed over the room like an ancient death warrant. It bothered him but he moved on to notice the paintings on the wall. One was of Ginny, she was on the top of what seemed like a mountain and a light was protruding from behind her giving her a goddess glow. She was pointing her want at a dieing Death eater who was sprawled back in pain. Her fiery red hair around her head like a halo of sunlight. Ginny looked at him and were he was looking.

"That was a gift from a man who I saved during the war, he was an artist and that moment was when I killed a death eater who was about to curse him to hell." She said causally. Draco then took notice to the small man quivering in fear in the left corner of the painting. He smiled, it was very her. It might have been interesting to see her fight in the war. Its just so weird to think the littlest Weasley was so strong willed.

"It suits you"

"What does"

"The magnificent glow around you." Ginny blushed uncontrollably as she continued to cook. Draco smirked.

Draco wiped his mouth. As much as he hated to admit it that was a wonderful meal. Ginny looked at him from across the table.

"Draco?"

"Mmm?"

"What happened?"

"When?"

"The other night?" Draco's face sunk as he thought of it.

"Oh." He got up and went over to the couch Ginny following. "Its not a pleasant story Gin…"

"I want to know…" Ginny's brain did flip flops hearing him say her name. He sighed and went on.

"Well… I was on a mission for the ministry, I was spying on some of the last death eaters when…"

Suddenly a loud POP filled the air Ginny screamed and leapt into Draco's lap clutching his chest. When she looked up Harry was staring back at her in complete shock and horror, a bouquet of roses lay lifeless by his side.