I Still…

A/N So this is one of those chapters that I read, and it was so rich with plot that I had absolutely no use for lol. I was like "Yes! Nice long chapter to work with!" and then it was crap lol. Oh well, I hope you enjoy it and if so, please review for me! Reviews make writing so much more worth it for me! (=

"This doesn't have to be a goodbye does it Draco? I mean... You know... Just because you've graduated... We can still see one another, can't we?" she asked him, tears streaming down her little pink cheeks. It was moments like these where she hated her feminine emotions. Having as many brothers as she did should have taught her how to keep her emotions in check, but unfortunately, she never learned.

And that was when it struck him like crucio to the heart. At that moment, Draco Malfoy realized he was truly in love with the littlest Weasley. This was not just a fling. No. It was so much more than that to him, and he had no idea when it had become this way.

His heart panged for a moment, and he looked down at his feet to avoid his own tears from spilling over. He reached into his pocket and pulled out the small velvet box that had been sitting there for weeks.

"This is for you. I was hoping that the mood would be a little brighter when I got the chance to give this to you, but I think this is as good a time as any, don't you?"

Ginny took a deep breath, and with curiosity in her eyes, she tilted her head, leaning forward. "What is this?"

He opened the box and pulled out a gorgeous ring that he had noticed her spend many an afternoon gazing at. He knew he wanted her to have it, but he wasn't sure as to whether or not she would accept it. He... He wasn't really sure what it symbolized anymore, although at one time he had it all worked out in his head.

"This is yours and as long as you have it on, I'll know you're still-" He didn't really know how to end that sentence, so he didn't. Waiting for me? In love with me? Neither of those really fit here, although both of them were wishes he'd had deep in his heart.

Ginny slipped it onto her finger with a smile. "It's beautiful…" She looked deep into the emerald and ruby center where an inscription had been placed. "I Still… I still what Draco?"

He smirked that smirk he was so good at. "You'll find out when we're back together again. I promise."

I still feel you
Like I'm right beside you
But still no word from you

-I Still, BSB

Ginny fiddled absently with the ring that was dangling from a chain on her neck. It had always been a comfort to her. She had never dated to take it off, from the day Draco left her side. In the shower…During sex... At the beach... On her wedding night… It never left her side. It had gone from her finger long ago, but it had never, even once been away from her body.

She'd been asked time and time again by many people what significance that ring had to her, but every time her answer was the same. "It was a gift, and I don't want to talk about it any more."

Ginny read the inscription to herself for quite possibly the billionth time, and couldn't help the sad smile that spread across her lips. She would never know what the I Still inscription meant… She shrugged her shoulders and looked out the window, watching the rain fall. Fleur and Bill were coming up the stairs, each holding a sixteen month old twin girl. She smiled. Her family had become her whole world when she was home from work, and she was perfectly fine being surrounded by the tiny red-headed demons she would never be blessed with.

"Well now that the girls are fast asleep and the boys are out, we have ample time for some girl talk! Oh how I miss girl talk... Living with a man and two infants makes it pretty hard to gossip!" Fleur's English had greatly improved in the years that she had been in the family, which everyone was very relieved about.

"Girl talk? What did you have in mind?" Ginny asked, taking a small sip of rose tea. The very smell eased the tension in her whole body, and boy was she tense these days. For reasons she had yet to put her finger on, her first love kept running through her mind. After all those years she had done her best to block him out, but for some reason he was ever present these days.

"That husband of yours Ginevra! I love my Billy; don't get me wrong, but your Darby… Oh the things I would love to do if I could get my hands on him for just one day! He is quite a catch if I may say so. But of course, you know that better than anyone else!"

Ginny giggled and shook her head. "Oh Fleur you're just too much! Really, he's a marvelous man, but looks have very little to do with what I appreciate about him. It's really not all it's made out to be. You know, being married to a man as famous as him..."

Fleur raised an eyebrow. "I have read all of the articles cher. I know you've seen them! They tell of his past exploits, and none of those women have ever had any complaints before, now have they?"

A few days before their wedding, Rita Skeeter hit the jackpot. Fifty three women all went to her with the news that they had gone to bed with Darby Smucker. None during the time of their courtship of course, but it was very close to the time that they had begun their relationship. They had all boasted how wonderful he was, how attentive he was, how big he was…

Everything that Ginny had made the mistake of looking forward to on her wedding night. She sighed deeply at the memory.

"Well?"

Ginny shrugged, well aware that her cheeks were turning pink. "Well, some of those things were incredibly true, others… Well, not so much."

Fleur tilted her head to the side as she took a sip of tea. "What do you mean by that my dear? Is he…Well, you know… peu?"

Ginny let out a very unladylike snort and shook her head viciously. "Far from it actually! But that's partly the problem you see…"

Fleur looked aghast. "How is a huge male a problem my petite cher? I think you're confused. Perhaps you should study your English."

Ginny shrugged. "Well…It just seems kind of like...Sex. He's not particularly attentive with me, not even on our wedding night… He's not very caring either. He basically shags me until he's through… And then he gets off and immediately takes a bath. Yes, I said bath. There's a huge difference between having sex, and being with your husband, or at least I thought there should be."

Fleur winced. "Well that sounds just awful ma cherie… You didn't lose your virginity to him did you? That would be quite a shame..."

Ginny sighed and looked down. "No. I was with one other person before him." A sweet smile swept across her face before she could stop it. She bit her lower lip, brushing her bangs from her eyes. Memories of the two of them together like this particular one always raised her spirits. So much so, in fact, that her cheeks burned even redder.

Fleur grinned. "Ooh. Gush my dear, gush!"

Ginny hung her head and held her ring in her tiny palm. "I lost my virginity to the first person I was ever really in a relationship with… Well, I dated many boys in school, but I was really in love with him." Upon seeing curiosity in Fleur's eyes she sighed sadly. "His name was Draco Malfoy." She winced in sadness, realizing that she had said was, instead of is.

Fleur looked a tad more startled than Ginny was expecting. "That little prat that kept pulling my robes up when I came to Hogwarts? I kept catching him in the female locker rooms. I thought I was going to strangle him before the year was through!"

Ginny smirked. "Sounds like my Draco."

My Draco…

She hadn't so much as thought that phrase in forever…

"Well tell me about it! Was it lovely? What was it like?"

Ginny smiled and floated away to all those years ago and all the sudden, she was laying in Draco's bed once again.

"Well," Fleur interrupted her thought process, "my first time was dreadful… It was in my third year, in our potions classroom. It was dreadfully painful, and awfully messy. And we got caught! Six months of detention we got. Never made that mistake again. And yourself?"

Ginny shivered at the memories that she was far too selfish at that very moment to share with anyone else. "It was a beautiful night, that's all I can say."

Fleur chuckled and shook her head. "Prat as he was, I did hear my fair share of rumors of his prowess. Heard he was quite experienced."

Ginny shrugged. "I don't really know much about the girls he was with before me. I heard plenty of rumors myself, but we never discussed it."

"Why not?"

"Well we weren't really-" She stopped. This one simple fact had never been spoken aloud in the past, and saying it now would make it true... She closed her eyes and took a deep breath. Nine years Ginny. Nine years.

"We were never really in a relationship. We never put a title on what we had."

Fleur nodded. "But you did love him." It wasn't a question.

"Yes Fleur. More than anyone I've ever loved in my entire life."

"Mister Malfoy? Is that really you?" The small, old tailor came from behind the counter and gave Draco a sweet little hug.

Draco couldn't help but chuckle to himself and pat the man on the top of his irregularly shaped head. "It's been ages hasn't it. I know this is going to sound positively ridiculous, but I placed an order the last time I was here. Do you still have it?"

The man's eyes grew. "Do you realize how many years it's been? Why on earth would I have kept an order so many years old when I could just as easily take it apart and reuse the fabric!"

Draco raised an eyebrow in disbelief. If this man was anything, it was loyal. Also, it didn't hurt that he was the worst hoarder Draco had ever known.

"Of course I still have it. I couldn't put anything past you could I Mister Malfoy?" He giggled and hobbled himself over to the long tapestry that was pinned to the wall. Pulling it back, he revealed a safe.

"I've been taking care of it ever since you disappeared sir. I was quite positive that when you came back you would want it, so I made sure it was in pristine condition! I even steamed it monthly, you know, just to make sure it stayed as lovely as the day I finished making it."

Draco grinned when he pulled the suit out and handed it to him. He put it up against himself, excited to see that it would still be a perfect fit, even after all those years.

"How much do I owe you?"

The tiny man waved both hands violently in front of his face. "Nonsense! Consider it my gift to you! How you have been missed! Say, whatever happened to that little red haired girl you used to bring in here all the time? I still have one of the dresses you ordered for her back there as well. I've been taking care of it as well. And look, it matches your suit perfectly..."

Ginny sat on her bed, reading the letter to herself over and over again. She shook her head, laying back and clutching it close to her chest. It was just a fan of course… A silly little love struck fan, but this one little fan had put more confidence into her that her husband could with a hundred gifts and kisses.

She shook her head, reading it one more time. "Gosh…"

"Auntie!"

Ginny winced and looked over to her right. Tiny little Abigail Weasley was standing before her, holding a book with a big grin on her face.

"Hold book and go poof!"

Ginny chuckled. Not too long ago there had been a brief scare, strange sightings of the dark lord though he had been dead for six years now. Her brother and sister-by-law had put a few port-keys around the house. Abigail had apparently just found one.

"Silly girl." Ginny stood up and pulled the girl into her arms. "Your mummy is probably going to flip as soon as she notices your missing you know."

Abigail suddenly gave Ginny a very serious look. "Mommy go poof?"

Ginny smirked. "More like Mommy go KABOOM!"

Abigail reached up and touched Ginny's nose. "Kaboom?"

Ginny nodded with a smile. "Yup. Kaboom. Why don't I go make you some waffles, and then we can owl your mummy and let her know your nice and alive?"

Abigail squeaked and flailed her arms. "Chocky chip waffle?"

Ginny sighed. "Just like your daddy already I see. Of course auntie will make you chocolate chip waffles. Whatever my little Abby wants, my Abby gets!"

Draco sighed as he walked into the old Malfoy Manor. Of course nobody was home. Nobody had lived there in years. Both of his parents were dead, and he had no siblings to speak of. His father was rather promiscuous so for all he knew there could be a sibling or two, but none that he had met, and therefore none had been in his will.

He looked around. Everything was still as he had remembered it. There were tapestries hanging on the walls, paintings of him and his parents… The velvet chair was still sitting in the hallway, as it had been the day he left.

He didn't know what side he wanted to be on when he disappeared, but he soon enough realized that he just wanted to protect the innocent. He wanted to kill the man that had murdered his parents; the man who tried to kill his Ginny…

But he didn't want to think about that now. All he wanted to do was to go up to his room, pull back his covers, and go to sleep, but first he would have to purchase a few house elves...

"Thank you sir, come again and tell your friends!" Hermione smiled and put the money into her cash register.

She was more than happy to hear that Abigail was safe and sound with Ginny. When she awoke to a missing baby, she nearly had a heart attack, but she was going to take her over there at some point during the day anyhow. Somehow Abigail had found her way into the port keys, which was rather odd... She must have been getting better with her magic. All of them were high enough up that she couldn't possibly have reached them…

A sudden slam against the store window made Hermione jump. She snapped her head around to see a young couple in a fierce snogging session in front of her store. Rolling her eyes, she walked over to the door and opened it, waving both hands.

"Both of you, shoo! Come on, the both of you are old enough to know bett-"

Upon realizing who the male of this equation was, her jaw dropped past her chest, and a loud gasp emitted from her mouth.

"Darby Smucker! What in the hell do you think you're doing!"

A/N: Anyone see this coming? Lol. In my original version of this story it was much more apparent that Darby was a jerk but I decided after reading it a few times that it was for the best to make him seem nicer. Of course! Why would Ginny be with a dick? Anyway lol if you liked it please do the right thing and leave a review for me! I love reviews and they're really encouraging, even if they're reviews telling me what I could do to make the story better. Well, I hope you enjoyed it!