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Summary: Explanations.

Author's notes: At last! The next chapter has arrived! I hope you all like it. Please review! I would appreciate it very much.

Ron stared down at Draco and Ginny who were now sitting on the navy cushioned seats in the waiting room at St. Mungo's. It had been a complete shock to him when he had seen his baby sister and Draco Malfoy appear in a sweaty heap on the floor. Many questions were going through Ron's mind. But, he figured that just this once, he would let them explain themselves before he murdered Draco.

"Ginny, dear," Hermione said sweetly from where she was kneeling in front of Ginny's seat. "Tell us what's going on. You look an awful mess. Did something happen?"

Ginny sniffed as she stared down at her feet and rocked back and forth in her chair. Obviously they weren't going to be getting any answers out of her for a while. Ron turned to Harry and raised his eyebrows.

"Harry," he said, "let's just curse him and get it over with!"

Harry sighed. "Ron, you need to calm down. Something horrible has happened, but I don't think that Draco had anything to do with it. We just need to give them some time to calm down."

Ron took a deep breath and fell into the seat next to Ginny.

"Ginny," Ron said, "please talk to me. I can't stand this…you and Fred are all I have left. We've lost everything; I don't want to lose you too."

Ginny looked up at her brother with teary eyes. "You aren't going to lose me, Ron," Ginny said as she turned to Draco. "We'll get through this. Won't we?"

Draco smiled slightly and nodded. "Of course we will."

"Get through what?" Ron asked.

Ginny sighed. "There are a few things that we need to discuss. But, first, let's get Fred and get out of this hospital."

Harry, Hermione, Fred, Ron, Ginny, and Draco arrived at the Leaky Cauldron a few hours after the hospital incident. The Leaky Cauldron was one of the only wizard businesses that had stayed open during the Cold Age. They had to charm the building so that the Muggles couldn't see that it was in use. People were forbidden to walk the streets of Diagon Alley. If they needed to get around they had to Apparate from place to place.

"Well, here we are," Harry said as the six of them entered the dirty two bed hotel room. "It isn't much, but it will have to do. Hermione, you and Fred can take the bed on the left. Ginny and I can take this one, and Draco and Ron will sleep on the floor."

Harry looked over at Draco who had a look of disgust on his face, but he didn't open his mouth to protest. Ron had a very similar look on his face.

"Harry," Ron said. "I think that maybe I should sleep in the same bed as my sister, not you."

"Why?" Harry asked, puzzled. "She is my fiancé, Ron."

"No she's no—" Draco began to protest when Ginny suddenly interrupted him.

"I am," she said as she took a seat on a chair in front of a small fireplace. "I didn't think that you would ever come back to me, Harry. After the war, I mean. Now you're here. We can start all over now."

Draco was staring at Ginny with a look of utter shock and intense pain on his face. "But, Ginny," he said desperately. "What about everything that happened back at the mansion? I thought…I thought you…we…"

"What did you do to my sister?" Ron yelled as he pushed Draco by the shoulders into the wall.

"Stop it, Ron!" Hermione screamed as she tried to pry Ron off of Draco.

"Nothing happened," Draco said staring down at his feet.

"Liar!" Ron pushed Draco even harder into the wall.

"Ron," Fred said from the doorway. "Let him go."

"Not until he tells me what he did to my sister!"

"Let him go," Ginny whispered so quietly that only Harry, who was standing next to her, could hear. "Ron," Ginny spoke louder. She looked up from her hands and Harry could see that she had been crying again. "Ron, please let him go."

"Why should I?"

"Something did happen at the mansion," Ginny said as she stood and walked towards her brother and Draco. "Draco and I became friends. And…and he saved my life."

Ron released his grip on Draco. "What?"

"Everyone, please sit down."

Ginny waited patiently as her friends and siblings sat on the two full sized beds. When everyone was seated Ginny took a deep breath.

"This may seem odd," Ginny admitted. "But I actually enjoyed being at the manor—"

"That is odd," Ron said sarcastically.

"Hush, Ron," Hermione shot Ron a deadly look and he was immediately silenced.

"As I was saying," Ginny continued. "I enjoyed my stay at the Malfoy Manor. When I first arrived Draco had to disguise me so that his father wouldn't know me. But somehow Lucius wasn't fooled. He had known all along that I was me. I still don't understand how he could have known, but he did. Last night was by far the worst night I had at the manor. A storm woke me up when the doors to the balcony flew open. It knocked the vases over, in case you were wondering Draco. Anyway, I was walking down one of the corridors when I heard people talking. It was Lucius and someone else I couldn't name. They were talking about me and how Draco had lured me into their trap. I was absolutely disgusted. Disgusted because I had lo—trusted Draco and I couldn't believe that he would betray me in such a way."

Ginny paused to wipe the tears from her eyes. She smiled slightly and continued, "I ran back to my room only to find Draco there, crying. I don't know why…probably because he cut his precious feet on the glass," Ginny laughed. "Anyway, I began packing my things and all the while Draco tried to convince me that he had nothing to do with it. Then Lucius came in. I have some horrible news. It turns out, that Voldemort is still alive. He lives within me. Or part of him does or something like that…and the Muggles are under the Imperious Curse. Well, if it weren't for Draco I wouldn't be telling you this right now. Lucius told me this because he thought that I wouldn't live to tell any of you. He tried to use the killing curse on me. But Draco tackled him and then I cursed him, then we Apparated to the hospital, and now here we are."

Everyone stared at Draco and Ginny in silence. No one seemed to catch the look that Ginny was giving Draco except for one.

"Ginny," Hermione said. "Will you step out in the hall with me? I need to talk to you about something."

"I'm sure it's nothing that we can't hear," Ron said.

"Feminine problems, Ron," Hermione smiled as Ron's face turned beat red. Hermione walked over to Ginny, grabbed her hand, and walked out into the hall with her, shutting the door tightly behind her.

"What is going on between you and Draco?" Hermione asked hurriedly.

"W-what? Nothing is going on," Ginny lied.

"Don't lie to me, Ginny. I've seen the way you two look at each other, and when you were talking to us in there you almost said that you love him."

"I did not…"

"Ginny, you can tell me anything. I won't tell the boys, I promise."

Tears began to fall down Ginny's freckled face. "I don't know how it happened," she cried. "But some time during the three weeks that I was there I fell in love with him. I didn't mean for it to happen, Hermione. I just…I don't know. It doesn't matter. He doesn't love me back…he couldn't possibly…and I'm engaged to Harry anyway."

"You can't be serious, Ginny!"

"What do you mean?"

"Are you really going to marry Harry after he's been gone for two years? Draco does love you very much. I can see it in his eyes."

"Yes, well so does Harry, and I don't want to hurt him."

"But you don't mind hurting Draco?"

"No I mean—you know what? I don't feel like talking about this right now. It's my life, my business. Not yours, Hermione." Ginny walked back into the room and slammed the door behind her leaving Hermione angry and confused. Someone had to tell Harry about this. And if Ginny wouldn't then Hermione definitely would.