Author's Note: I'm really feeling this story a lot right now and it's a good challenge because everything is written in Draco's point of view so I have to be careful not to go too out of character. I hope you review! :)

I was half an hour early. I really could not contain all the emotions that were running through me and it made me all jumpy and anxious and I really did not like that. The sun was out today. It was not shining brightly but at least it was out, even if it did nothing about the chilly autumn air. The trees were going bare and the ground was covered with leaves of gold and brown. It was a nice day out in Merryton Park.

I was never one for parks or any outdoor place for that matter. I don't like crowded places and I hate noise. I preferred staying indoors in peace and quiet; reading or having a small private party with a group of close friends. All changed when I let Ginny Weasley into my life. The girl is just so full of life. Too vivacious and beautiful to be caged indoors. She enjoyed the sun and even the chilly air and snow and loved to be the life of the party. Ever since we started dating back then, she always insisted we spend a substantial time outdoors. I had learned to at least find the world outside tolerable and the more time I spent with her, I learned to like it almost as much as she does. Although my favourite times were always the times we spent indoors; just the two of us.

I crunched a golden leaf under my shoe. I was getting impatient even though I knew I was early. I checked my wristwatch: twenty minutes to go. I stood up from the bench I was sitting on and tucked my cold hands into the pockets of my coat. I was just beginning to really see the surrounding golden and yellow view when the sounds of crunching leaves took my attention away.

So there she was; twenty minutes early. I was about to smirk when I decided against it. She didn't look too happy. She looked... uncertain. She was first to speak.

"I figured you would have arrived early," she said. I quirked an eyebrow. "I knew you'd be anxious."

She had said it without a trace of mockery and it pleased me that she knows me so well.

"You look beautiful," I said to her as I closed the distance between us and planted a kiss on her forehead. She didn't pull back or show any sign of displeasure and I was relieved although I could still feel the tension and uncertainty she was feeling.

She smiled weakly and asked, "So, what did you plan on doing?"

"I didn't plan anything actually," I watched as curiosity and surprise danced in her eyes. "I was thinking of leaving that up to you."

Irritation smeared her delicate features. "Malfoy I didn't come here to play-"

I quickly put a finger to her lips. "Shh, don't be so quick to anger, Ginny," I said with a smile. "We'll do anything that you want to do. Just like old times. I'll let you drag me around and do everything you want without any complaint."

She sighed. "Draco, I really don't know..."

"Let's take a walk then," I suggested. "while you make a list of all the things you want to do today." I tucked her hair behind her ear and gently held her face so I could look into her eyes and she into mine. Hesitation still clouded her eyes. It was killing me inside. I looked at her with silent plea in my eyes and finally, after what felt like an eternity, she nodded.

We walked through the empty park in silence. It was killing me but I didn't want to press her. For the first time in my life, I was clueless of what to do. I was so afraid that one wrong move would drive her away. Then, I knew it. She was thinking of him. She was feeling guilty and even if it hurt me that I made her feel this way, I knew it had to stop. At least while we were together. I'd never make her see what she truly means to me if she's being disrupted by thoughts of him.

I stopped in my tracks. She did the same.

"Stop thinking of him, Ginny," I said quietly. Fire quickly ignited in her eyes.

"How do you expect me to do that, Draco?" she hissed. "I'm marrying him in three weeks and here I am, standing in front of you with no idea what I'm doing!"

"What's so wrong with giving me a chance, Ginny? You talk as if I'm trying to convince you to murder him!"

"It's the same thing! You're asking me to hurt him!"

"Don't blame what you're doing on me, Ginny! You're the one that set this up, remember?" I was getting angry. She was being so difficult.

"You asked for a chance and you-"

"And you gave it to me, Ginny," I said firmly. She quieted. "That should be enough to make you realize that you still feel the same way. The thought of giving me another chance itself should have been enough. You still love me, Ginny."

"But Harry..."

I don't like it when she says his name and she knows that.

"Stop thinking about him, Ginny," I said, more sternly this time. "He's not going to make you happy and you're not going to make him happy so what's the point? If you hurt him now, you'd be sparing him years of pain. You know that, Ginny."

"And you think you can-"

"Oh, I know I can make you even more than happy. For the rest of our lives, I can assure you of that. I know you know of all this. Don't be so difficult. Realize that I love you, Ginny."

I looked her in the eye the whole time and I could see that she was beginning to see reason. Reason that she knew the whole time but was just denying it. She keeps silent and I know she's contemplating everything I've said. I keep talking my heart out. I feel ridiculous for exposing myself but there's just no stopping now. I don't care if she laughs at me for it later on just as long as she gets to hear it.

"I'm a free man but I don't feel free at all. I get to keep my wealth but I don't feel rich at all. I got my life back but I don't even feel like I'm alive. You're the only one that can give meaning back into my life, Gin. You'll never be happy with him. You and I belong together. We're happy together."

The rustling of the trees is the only sound that surrounds us for a few minutes until she speaks and the words that come out of her mouth are like the singing of angels in my ears.

"But the wedding is in three weeks...everything's ready. How do I tell them?"

A huge smile spreads across my face as a sheepish and undecided one spreads across hers.

"Don't worry, love. We'll take care of it," I reassure her and immediately I pull her to me for a long kiss.

See, I told you I could win her back. She loves me and I won't let anything take her away from me again.

Disclaimer: Harry Potter is owned by JK Rowling.