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"BELLATRIX!" Draco angrily stirred throughout every room in the house but it seemed slightly deserted. He found himself back in the large room where it all happened. He was hit with the horrible memory of it all. He closed his eyes tightly and winced just thinking about it. Where was that foul woman? He wanted to kill her for what she did to Hermione. "BELLATRIX! Come out and show yourself you shallow bitch."

"Draco?"

He turned around towards the voice. It wasn't who he had wanted to see. When he turned around, he saw his mother. "What do you want?" He couldn't even look at her. He wanted her out of his life for what she had done or not done rather.

"Draco, darling," She started towards him but stopped when he took a step back.

He shook his head. "Don't talk to me. Don't speak to me like nothing has changed. You did nothing!" He was crying now because of the betrayal he felt from the one person he thought he could trust the most. "You stood there while I was being tortured! You stood there and watched her have her clothes torn off and almost be raped by some follower of Voldomort!" She gasped at the name for she still feared it. He never thought he would say the name himself for the same reason but that wasn't what was on his mind at the moment. His fear had subsided. "You are no mother to me."

Narcissa only stood there for what seemed like an endless amount of time until she softly whispered something, "She's not here." Draco shot her a look that told her he was interested. "Shortly after you left the Ministry came. She's in Azkaban along with the men that were with her."

Draco pushed past his mother bumping her on his way out. He exited the front door and let out a huge sigh of relief. He bit his lip for he wanted to scream. Tears were already flowing down his cheeks at a high speed. He then fell to his knees and let his head fall into his hands. He heard footsteps behind him and then felt a hand on his shoulder. Somehow he knew it wasn't his mother. "How'd you know I was here?"

"Hermione was worried when she came out of the shower and you weren't anywhere around. I knew instantly where you had gone because it's exactly where I wanted to come. I wanted to come and kill her myself but I was convinced to do otherwise."

"She's locked up in Azkaban."

Harry let out a large breath. "Where she should be. The dementors can have her now and we can walk away with no blood on our hands." Draco's breathing had slowed and his sobs had become quieter. "Come on."

Draco stood. "Thanks for coming after me."

Harry nodded. "Before we go, I'd like to ask you something." Draco gave him an inquisitive look but nodded for him to continue. "Ginny's going to be moving in with me into Sirius' old place and well we've talked about," he scratched the back of his head, "it's just Hermione is like a sister to me and Ginny and I were thinking that it wouldn't be a b-bad idea for y-you and Hermione to m-move in there as well."

Draco wiped his face clean of the wetness. "Oh um I don't know. I haven't really thought about it I guess, moving in with her I mean."

"No I mean I know you have a lot on your mind, obviously so um just think about it okay?" Draco nodded, slightly shocked at Harry's offer. "Ok let's get back." They then apparated back to the Burrow.

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Ginny and Hermione sat at the kitchen table, tea cups in hand.

"I'm sure he's fine, Hermione." Ginny said as she poured her friend more tea.

"I know it's just hard to think positive with everything that's happened, ya know?"

"I understand." Ginny nodded in agreement. "So I do have some good news."

"Yeah what's that?" Hermione could use all the happy thoughts she could get right now. He hands were shaking as she took a sip of her tea.

"Harry asked me to move in with him at Grimmauld Place and I said yes." Ginny smiled.

Hermione reached her hand across the table to cover Ginny's. "Ginny, that's wonderful. I'm so happy for you."

"Thanks." Ginny cleared her throat. "So what are you and Draco planning to do?"

Hermione set her tea cup back on the table. "I'm not really sure. I mean I don't even know if Draco and I have plans together."

"Oh don't be silly Hermione."

"I guess we just haven't really thought about anything like that lately. I really guess I should go looking for a flat soon."

Ginny started speaking as she slowly stood from the table, "Or you two could just move into Grimmauld Place with me and Harry."

Hermione nearly choked on her tea. "What? No we couldn't possibly do that."

"Well why not?" Ginny fiercely turned around, resting her hands on the table behind her.

"Because I couldn't possibly intrude."

"Oh Hermione quit being so uptight." Hermione gasped at this comment. "That place is large enough for my entire family plus some and Harry and I have already discussed it."

"You mean you two have talked about me moving in with you?"

"No we've talked about you and Draco moving in with us." Ginny giggled at Hermione's opened mouth before she took a sip of tea.

Hermione stood to argue, tea in hand, but before she could get a word out they heard a loud pop from outside. Hermione's tea cup shattered on the floor. She didn't even bother to clean it up with a wave of her wand. Instead she ran full speed, blasting through the front door.

As soon as she saw he was safe her heart raced. She didn't stop running until she was in his arms, legs wrapped around his waist, face buried in his neck.

He immediately wrapped his arms around her thin waist, glad to be with her again.

"You told me you would never leave me again. You said you'd always be by my side." Her voice was barely audible.

He shut his eyes tight. "I know. I'm sorry." He set her down on the ground and brushed her hair away from her eyes. "She's in Azkaban. She's not going to come after us anymore." She closed her eyes and he could tell she was about to cry but they were joyful tears. He laughed, "Don't cry."

She gave him a half smile and wiped away her tears. Harry had now met Ginny at the door and was giving her a large hug.

Draco looked back down at her in the darkness and said, "Come on its dark out here let's get to bed."

He started for the house but Hermione pulled him back. "Wait."

He let out a slight laugh. She stared a moment at his smile. She hadn't seen it much in her lifetime so she liked to admire it. "Hermione, it's," he looked down at his watch, "3:30 in the morning."

"I know. Just," she looked over her shoulder out into the darkness, "come with me." He rolled his head back. "Please?"

He couldn't deny her big brown eyes and her voice made him melt. He couldn't resist. "Ok."

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Ginny and Harry quietly crawled into bed together. Mr. and Mrs. Weasley weren't aware that Ginny snuck into Harry's bed at night and the two didn't want to be caught anytime soon.

They laid in silence for a while until Harry finally spoke, "Ginny, are you still awake?" She responded with a groan that said she was. "I want to talk to you about something."

"Oh boy, this sounds serious."

He wrapped an arm around her shoulder as she sat up and cuddled closer to him. He stroked her arm lightly with his hand. "When we move into Grimmauld Place I think we should…well it's just… you know I love you with all my heart…I know that there is no one else for me…I think…I was hoping really," he couldn't make his point.

"Harry come on. Get on with it." She giggled at his nervousness.

"I would like to consummate our relationship and our new home." He looked down at her hopefully.

"Oh."

"I mean I don't want to make you do anything you don't want to do and if you don't think we're ready I'm totally willing to wait," he would have continued but she kissed him.

"I thought you would never ask." She smiled. Who knew young, innocent Ginny would be so anxious to get in the sack with Harry Potter.

"Really? You're okay with it?"

"Okay with it? I'm ecstatic. I've tried to bring it up myself but every time I do someone comes and interrupts."

Harry thought back to a few of his and Ginny's conversations and realized that they had been interrupted quite a bit. Just tonight Ginny was trying to ask him something when Hermione came running in looking for Draco. And that morning they were having breakfast when Mrs. Weasley offered them more tea. He remembered many occurrences like these.

"I love you, Ginny."

She kissed him before she said, "I love you too."

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