Author's Note: I'm feeling really inspired on writing this story guys so expect a few chapters to be posted soon! :)

"Draco? Draco, mate, are you even listening to me?" asked Blaise with an agitated tone.

I look at him, snapping out of my reverie. "Yeah?"

"You've been distracted the whole hour, Malfoy," he said.

"Sorry, Blaise," I say sincerely. It was never like me to space out or get distracted easily. Of course that was before I met Ginny.

I had enlisted Blaise as my business partner and we were supposed to be going over the draft of Quidditch products that were to be manufactured and sold hopefully by the next six months.

"I had no idea you were this dead serious about her," he stated as he drank from his glass of Red Oak mead.

I shrug. Trust me, I had no clue either. "There's just something about her, Blaise. I just can't imagine myself being with another."

And she's even got me professing my love for her to other people. Merlin, what has the world come to?

"I don't see it, mate. You're young, rich, a little handsome, yeah-" I smiled. Between both of us, he had always been the more vain one. "-and I don't see any proper reason why you won't go out and date other witches."

I shake my head, ignoring him. I've had more than my share of witches, even muggle women at that, to last me a life time. I'm pretty sure I'm past that phase of my life.

Ginny is the only witch in my life now and this might sound crazy and very, very out of character but, I'm even counting on forever.

It was her sixth day. I waited patiently outside the Ministry, waiting for her shift to end. By this time, I was desperate to just see her. I absolutely cannot stand not knowing. I've tried to find out what was happening by writing to Granger but her answers were always the same. "All is well, Draco, just give her time." "She's having a hard time, please understand." "She's doing her best, Draco."

Doing her best, my ass. If she were giving it her all she wouldn't have used up six days of the week I gave her. My guess was that she wasn't even trying at all. I knew how much she didn't want to hurt him but really, could she please be a bit selfish for once in her life and get what wants and what she really deserves instead?

I stand up straight as soon as I see her come out of the building. No matter how many times I see her I am never not in awe of her beauty. Her red hair was blowing around her face and her slender form moved gracefully with every step she took. I knew she preferred walking to the nearby apparition points outside the building instead because she always loved the fresh air after having closed up in her office all day. I followed her. It took me every ounce of my strength to not run to her and sweep her in my arms.

Really, I might be a love sick fool but there is no way in hell that I'm going to make myself look it.

Before I could grab her arm, she spun so suddenly in front of me and faced me, a surprised look on her face. She breathed out a sigh of relief when she saw that it was me.

"Merlin, Draco, you scared me," she said, her hand on her heaving chest. Suddenly, she looked at me with a worried expression. "What are you doing here, Draco? Someone might see us."

"Is it a crime if I want to see you?" I asked as I pulled her gently closer. She did not pull away. I kissed the side of her face softly. "What's taking you so long, Ginny?" I whispered into her ear. She pulled back roughly and looked away.

"I need more time, Draco," she said and I felt the fury in my veins. She looked up into my eyes worriedly. "I don't know how to do it. He's just so excited and so happy and my family's just ecstatic. My mother just can't be stopped from re-decorating the house over and-"

"You've not stopped the planning?" I asked sharply.

She bit her lip and looked at me nervously.

"Ginny, we've got less than two weeks now! How could you not stop it all?" I said a little louder than I would have wanted to.

She winced. "I know, Draco but it's just so hard. Everybody's just so excited and I don't know how to go about and stop everything."

"I don't care how you do it, Ginny, just stop it!"

She sighed. "Give me three more days, Draco, please. This is the last time. I'll never ask again."

"I'll do it for you-"

"What? No, you can't!" she cried with a horrified look on her face.

"What do you mean I can't? I'll help you stop the wedding plans!"

"No!" she said firmly. "Draco, do you realize what could happen if it were you that were to tell them about us. It would be ten times worse than having me tell them myself."

Nice. So, I'm Mr. Evil, yes.

"And why would that be?" I ask.

She scoffed. "Draco, you're not exactly the dream man my parents want me to marry! And now that they're finally having me married to the glorious Harry Potter I don't think they'd agree to canceling the wedding and go off to marry Draco Malfoy instead! And oh, let's not forget that you're not exactly Harry's best friend nor my brothers'!"

"I don't give a-"

"Three days, Draco," she said, looking at me with a fire in her eyes. "Just three more days."

And the rude little witch didn't even kiss me goodbye.

The sound of her apparition rang in my ears and I apparated away myself, furious.

Disclaimer: Harry Potter belongs to JK Rowling.