Disclaimer: The characters, places, etc. belong to J. K. Rowling.

Summary: Ginny goes through a few changes.

Author's notes: The title might be a little misleading. Ginny is the only one who goes through changes in this chapter. But I couldn't think of another name for it. Well, I'm sorry it's so short. The next chapter will be a lot longer. Enjoy! (If you review I'll give you a cookie!)

Ginny stared at her reflection in the large circular mirror in Draco's bathroom. It had been nearly an hour since Draco had changed her appearance and she was still in shock. Her once long red hair was now to her shoulders and black. All of her freckles were gone as well and her eyes were a soft shade of blue. She looked like a completely different person. And, in a way, she felt different too. She somehow felt stronger. Now that she wasn't Ginny Weasley anymore she felt as though she could do so much more.

Just then Ginny heard a soft knock on the door and then Draco's head appeared as he slightly opened it. His eyes were closed and his eyebrows were raised as he said, "Can I look?"

Ginny giggled. She had never seen Draco so happy. She liked the fact that she was able to make him smile but she didn't know why it gave her such a rush. Once more she shook the feeling off.

"You can look now," Ginny answered. Ginny watched as Draco opened his eyes and smiled, his gray eyes sparkling with a feeling that Ginny couldn't name.

"You look so lovely," Draco said, "Although I do so miss your red hair."

Ginny's smile widened. She tried to speak to him but her words caught in her throat and those horrible butterflies began fluttering in her stomach again. What is wrong with me? Ginny thought. Something was coming over her. A feeling that she had never in her life experienced before and she didn't like it at all. Ginny took a deep breath and looked at something that Draco was holding cradled in his arms.

"Did you bring me something?" Ginny asked as Draco closed the bathroom door behind him. Draco smiled at her and held up the most beautiful dress Ginny had ever seen. It was a long, silk, black dress with a slit running up the middle. It had a v-neck cut and the straps were off-the-shoulder. Ginny could see diamonds embellished in the fabric in various places all over the dress. Ginny's eyes filled up with tears as she stared at this wonderful masterpiece.

Draco seemed alarm by Ginny's sudden change in mood, "What's wrong Ginny?" He asked, "Do you not like the dress?"

Ginny shook her head, "No," she said, "I love it. It's just…I've never seen anything so beautiful…I don't think I'm worthy of it."

Draco's brows furrowed and he slowly kneeled next to Ginny. He put the dress on the floor next to him and grabbed Ginny's face with his hands.

"Of course you are worthy of it. You are worthy of so much more, Ginny."

Ginny sniffed and looked Draco in the eye. The butterflies were now even worse then before and she had to look away to make them settle down. She looked back at Draco and could see that his face was filled with concern for her. Ginny smiled at Draco again.

"What are you still doing in here?" She asked playfully, "You need to get out so I can change!"

Draco smiled, stood up, and left Ginny to put on his dead mothers gown.

Stretching his arms and yawning, Ron sat up from the hospital couch on which he had been sleeping for hours. He and Harry had been there for days, waiting for the Healers to release Hermione and Fred. They had both been horribly injured, but the Healers now believed that they were both going to make a full recovery. They hadn't actually expected Fred to make it but he had made a miraculous turn for the better a few days earlier. Ron was so relieved when the Healers told him this—he was very glad to know that not all of his brothers were dead—that he fell into a heap on the floor and wept.

Ron sighed and looked around the waiting room. It was three AM and not many people were there. Ron rubbed his face with his hands and closed his eyes. He couldn't stop thinking about Ginny and the fact that she was with Malfoy at that very moment. He could be doing anything to her. But would he hurt her? Ron thought. He remembered the night when the Death Eaters had attacked Hogwarts. It had been his graduation night. He remembered watching as the Death Eaters tried to take Ginny. But Draco had stopped them. He had saved Ginny. Was he really so bad? Ron sighed again and lay back down on the couch. For now, he would try to sleep again. At least Ginny was safe. That was all that mattered.