Draco awoke with a layer of sleep on his eyes, and a headache. He slid his hand over his face and sat up. He opened his eyes to an unfamiliar place. Sunshine leaked through the curtains from across the room, and it made his head hurt even more. Bare footsteps on hardwood floor headed his way.

"You're finally up, kid." He saw a blur of red hair. He rubbed his eyes and his vision was finally clear. It was his old schoolmate, he could tell, but only barely. She had changed, but he could recognize that hair anywhere.

"Weasley?"

"I do have a first name, you know. I doubt you've ever heard it." she rolled her eyes sarcastically.

"I know your name, Ginny, but I don't know where I am." he stood up, still rubbing his head.

"You're at my flat. You were too drunk last night to tell me where you lived, so I brought you here, and you passed out on the couch." She walked over to the kitchen table and grabbed a cup. She held it to him and nodded him to drink it. He cautiously grabbed the beverage and swallowed in one gulp, with a sour face.

"That was vile...I'm glad nothing happened between us though. That would have been awkward." he chuckled, but Ginny's face was unchanged. He stopped laughing and his jaw flew open.

"Actually we had hot sex." An awkward pause followed her sarcastic comment.

"I'm just kidding, Draco! Merlin's beard..." she laughed briefly.

"How far away is your flat from the pub we were at?" He put a hand on his head trying to recall.

"Down the street. Though but you should probably wait until that potion kicks in before you go anywhere. Dont' want that pretty face of yours splinched." hse pinched his cheek and he waved her off of him.

"You're probably right. So...how are you and the big hero doing?"

"We broke up a few months ago actually."

"Too many people to save, so no time for you?" he laughed and Ginny shot him a dirty look.

"Actually, just one person. She's the one who took his time from me." She looked away and headed towards the kitchen. She grabbed a couple pieces of toast she made earlier and handed them to Draco. He ate them greedily, and his 'thank you' with a puff of crumbs flying out of his mouth.

"Why are you treating me so decent?" he finally asked, as she was pouring some tea.

"I decided to let go of a lot of things in the past. You seem harmless now, just look at you..." she paused, "Well, I'm sorry to cut this short, but you can drink some tea while I take a shower." she walked over to the bathroom, and soon after than that, Draco could hear the heavy pressure of the water beat across tile and freckled dusted skin. He wondered how much of that skin was covered with freckles.

She had grown in to her beauty over the past few years and her hair was no longer clashing with everything. It suited her. Unlike him, now she looked like she took care of herself pretty well. He always drowned his sorrows in various alcoholic beverages, and felt sorry for himself. He wanted to restart his life, like she had after the war and after having her heart broken, but he couldn't bring himself to do it. She seemed so strong.

Draco's thoughts were interrupted by the bathroom door opening. Steam spilled out into the room he was in and he looked up to see a soaking wet Ginny covered only in a towel. She was about to walk to her bedroom, but the doorbell rang.

"Shit." he heard her mutter. She quickly strode over to the front door of the flat, and opened it slowly.

"Can I help you?" she asked. It was a younger man in a cheesy green uniform, with a green hat.

"Um...well...I..." at this point she was dripping all over the carpet and she was getting impatient quickly. She looked at what he was carrying and it was a bouquet of roses.

"Well, this is a present to you from-" he paused to look at the card inside the flowers. "Harry...Potter. You know Harry Potter?" Ginny smiled, took the flowers and slammed the door. She walked over to the rubbish bin and threw them in.

"Why-"

As soon as the question started to pass through his lips, he was immediately distracted by the towel falling off of Ginny's body. His jaw flew open for a second, but he bashfully turned away. She looked down and grabbed the towel in her hand. She simply turned on her heel and walked to the bedroom again, not even bothering to put the towel back on, which allowed Draco to get a good look at her exit.

"I...I think I feel good enough to apparate now...Thank you for your hospitality." With a loud pop, he disappeared.