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Summary: According to Ministry Laws a blind witch or wizard should never live alone. When Draco becomes blind because of an accident and a Nurse comes to live with him, will love blossom? Or will Chaos ensue?
Love Is Blind
Chapter Ten: Meant to Live
Fumbling his confidence and wondering why
The world has passed him by
Hoping that he's bent for more
Than arguments and failed attempts to fly
We were meant to live for so much more
Have we lost ourselves?
Somewhere we live inside
Somewhere we live inside
Molly arched an eyebrow at the two when they returned, "Sorry mum! The machine stole our money a few times."
Molly shook her head, not wanting to know, "They said they're finishing up and he'll be ready in a few minutes."
Ginny nodded and sat in her chair, held off eating her can so nothing would be stuck in her teeth. Her foot began to shake as she waited, anxious to see him.
An Assistant Nurse came down the hall and smiled at the three, "He's ready to see you all."
"Blaise…I-I think you should go in first." Ginny said, "You are his best mate and all, you should give him a pep talk or something…."
Blaise nodded and stood up, following the nurse down the hall.
~*~
Draco's heart started beating faster as he closed his eyes and rubbed them. He opened them again and as everything came into view he let out a sigh of relief. He had been staring at the white ceiling. He looked at a table in the room which held a lot of sweets and cards for him; he sat up in bed and grabbed a chocolate frog.
As he ate the chocolate frog, he couldn't believe this was all happening. He could see the shape of things, color, the brown table, the nurse's in the horrid green he had always hated and…who was that walking behind the nurse?
"Malfoy!" Blaise grinned, moving around the nurse and going to his friend's bed side. "So…did it work?"
Draco nodded, "Of course it did, you git." He took in Blaise's face. He looked more older from the last time Draco had seen him. Draco reached a hand up and pulled Blaise down into a hug.
Blaise hugged Draco and pulled back, "So do you want to see your bird or what?"
Draco nervously rubbed his hands together; he did want to see her…didn't he? This wouldn't change how he felt about her. He took a deep breath and nodded.
"Don't be afraid, she's quite the-"
The rest of the words Blaise said Draco hadn't heard. His eyes were focused on the red head entering the room. Everything seemed to be going in slow motion as his heart slowed down and his breath caught in his throat.
Ginny, he thought. It was the only thing running through his head right about now. Her auburn hair falling past her shoulders and her chocolate brown eyes looking at him made him want to melt.
Blaise turned around and grinned at Ginny, "Well, there you are…" He realized that neither of them was listening to him, "I'll give you two some alone time."
Ginny nervously bit her lip and looked at Draco. She wasn't sure if she should walk over to him and hug him or just stand there and wait for him to say something. Her problems were solved when he stood from the bed and slowly walked over to her. She looked up into his eyes as he brought his hand up to run over her face.
"You're beautiful," he said before leaning down to kiss her, cupping her face with his hands.
Ginny tilted her head to the side as he kissed her, nibbling on her bottom lip. She pulled back and saw that he had his eyes closed. She'd rather him have them open, they were amazing. A slate gray, which really suited him. "I can't believe this is really happening…"
"Me neither," he said, running his hand through her hair. His head snapped up as the door opened and Molly Weasley entered the room. Ginny was pushed aside, nearly falling on the bed, as Molly wrapped her arms around Draco in a tight hug.
"Ooh, Draco, I'm so happy you made it out, okay." She softly patted his cheek, "your alright, aren't you? I hope you like the sweets everyone sent over."
He nodded, "Yes, thanks, their great Mrs. Weasley."
"Ahem," Ginny cleared her throat and looked at her mom.
"Oh, sorry love!" She kissed Draco on the cheek and turned around walking out of the room.
"Blaise and I have the next few days planned out. We'll go to the Burrow for a bit so you can see everyone…and maybe back to the Manor for an hour…a lot more, though if there's something you want to do, just tell us."
He nodded his head, still taking in the sight of her, "When can I get out of here?"
"I suppose now…but you may have another potion to drink."
As if on a cue, a nurse walked into the room with a vial. She handed the bottle to Draco who graciously took it and didn't even wait for her to say anything before drinking it. "Give yourself about 5 more minutes, and then it'll be alright for you to go."
Draco nodded and handed her the empty vial. He turned around and looked for his wand to use a shrinking spell on his gifts, but Ginny beat him to it, "thanks." He found his robe lying at the end of his bed and quickly put it on.
He slid the shrunken gifts into his robe pocket and turned to face Ginny, "Where to first?"
She grinned, "anxious, eh?" They walked out of the room to see Blaise and Molly waiting for them, "first we'll go back to the manor so you can have a shower and what not…then off to the burrow for a visit with everyone…if you don't mind."
"Not at all," he said as they all walked out of St. Mungo's. Draco took in his surrounding again; he'd never missed the dummy talking in the window so much.
~*~
They had apparated to Malfoy Manor and Draco spent a while browsing around. Molly had gone back home, and Blaise and Ginny left Draco alone so he could do what he wanted. He walked into the living room about forty-five minutes later. He had taken a shower and put on some nice clothes. "So…are we ready to go?"
Blaise and Ginny stood up from the sofa's and nodded, they each apparated to the Burrow to find the family there. Draco smiled at some of the familiar faces, and even the ones he didn't recognize. They didn't really look how he'd picture them, but that didn't matter. He was surprised to see that Harry had a bit of a beard, and Ron was a little more built. They spent time catching up with one another and eating lunch.
Draco watched as Dominic, Bill and Kate's oldest, pulled back the sleeve of his shirt and flexed. "Look at these guns," the young boy was saying.
Blaise grinned, "Woah, impressive." He reached a hand out and lightly squeezed the small muscle only to be slapped on the head by Dominic. "What the bloody hell was that for?"
"Didn't your mum teach you not to play with guns!?"
Blaise turned around to glare at Draco as he broke out in laughter. He looked back down at Dominic and stood from his seat at the table, "I'll get you back…"
Dominic stuck his tongue out at him and Draco continued laughing.
After lunch Blaise, Draco, and Ginny said goodbye to everyone and stepped outside of the burrow, "Where to next?" Draco asked, very much excited.
"I'll give you three words. Pride of Portree…" Blaise said, grinning. Draco arched an eyebrow at his best mate, "I'm going to need more words, aren't I?" Draco nodded, "Pride of Portree versus the Falmouth Falcons."
"A quidditch match!?" Draco's face lit up, "Bullocks! We'd better get going so we're not late." Ginny laughed and grabbed his arm as they apparated to the pitch.
Within fifteen minutes they were seated in the top box. This wasn't the Quidditch Cup Final, and so it wasn't so hard to get in. Draco's knees bounced up and down as he waited for the game to begin. He looked over at Ginny and grinned, he leaned over to kiss her, "thanks," he murmured.
"Your welcome," she smiled back at him, "but we wouldn't be here without Blaise."
Draco turned to look at Blaise, "Thanks, Mr. Gun boy."
"Ha, funny. Really, I'm laughing on the inside." Blaise rolled his eyes and turned to face the game. He put his omnioculars up to his eyes and focused down at the ground where the two teams were listening to the referee babble.
Draco was giddy with excitement as the game started. Words couldn't express how he felt at this very moment. He didn't even want to think about the end of the third day when he'd be succumbed to darkness again. He wanted to enjoy the time he had now with his best mate and Ginny. Looking over at her he took her hand in his and brought it to his lips.
Ginny smiled at Draco, she never thought any of this would be happening. She'd never been more nervous in her life then at St. Mungo's. She knew she wasn't ugly, but she figured Draco had such high standards, that he'd think she was nothing. She was better looking than any other girl he'd ever dated, but he was yet to tell her that.
The game was absolutely brilliant. It could have ended within the first forty minutes, but for some reason the Falmouth Falcons played around with the Pride of Portree. They'd get really close to catching the snitch only to back off at the last few seconds and get more points. It was around 3 PM, and a rain cloud seemed to form right over the stadium, and that's when they decided to just end the game. Falmouth Falcons won, of course, 280 to 140.
"That was wicked," Draco said as he kicked his shoes off back at Malfoy Manor. "I haven't been to a game in ages."
"Whoa, whoa, what do you think your doing?" Blaise asked as Draco took off his shoes.
Draco turned around to face Blaise, "…taking off my shoes?"
"We've still got more to do."
"We still have two more days, and the rest of today, but I've uh…got a um…bit of a headache, must be the sudden rush of all this." He glanced at Ginny. What he really wanted was for Blaise to go home, and Ginny to come up to his room and…you get the picture.
Blaise shrugged and lay down on the couch, "suit yourself." He shrugged, "to tell you the truth, we don't have anything planned for right now. You can do whatever you want."
Draco nodded his head, this all still felt very weird. The Manor wasn't as dark and gloomy as he remembered it. Ginny and the house elves must've done something, or maybe his eyes were just setting a lighter tone to everything.
Without even thinking about it, he cupped Ginny's face in his hands and place a chaste kips on her lips. There wasn't a reason for this…he just wanted to. He wanted to again…and so he did…again, and again, and again.
"Ahem," Blaise cleared his throat, "You've got a room for that reason."
Draco saw Ginny blush and dropped his hands from her face, "Sorry. He's around so much, sometimes I just learn to tune him out."
Ginny laughed, "it's okay, I know what you mean." She put her hands in her pockets, "where to next, boys?"
"Trip to Paris?"
"What?" Ginny asked, looking at Blaise.
He shrugged, "I was looking at that Monèt painting on the wall. Why not, though? We didn't have anything else to do. We could go to the Eiffel Tower!"
"Is that alright with you, Draco?" Ginny asked.
Draco nodded and Blaise stood up, grinning. "And as I said, you can have your lovers Rendezvous in Paris, everything works out, you see?"
Ginny rolled her eyes and started walking towards the stairs to pack a small suitcase. She'd also have to get quite a large chunk of galleons to pay for this.
Still downstairs, Draco continued to stare at Blaise, "there's another thing I missed about not having my sight."
"Oh yeah? What's that?"
"Being able to beat you to a bloody pulp." He grinned and lunged towards Blaise. They used to fight all the time in their dormitory. Though half of the time they weren't joking around, but it was always over something stupid.
~*~
About an hour or so later they all made it to a hotel in Paris. It wasn't a Muggle hotel, mind you, so they wouldn't have to sneak about with their wands and what not. It was very extravagant, though they were just in the lobby, but Ginny liked it already. She pulled out a large bag of galleons as she stepped up to the counter.
Blaise stood in front of her, "Two rooms, put it on the Zabini account, please."
"Two rooms?" Draco arched an eyebrow at his friend.
"Yes, I figured you and Gin would like a room to yourselves." He winked at them as he was handed the keys. He gave their key to Ginny and immediately started up the stairs.
"He's such a prat," she laughed as they made their way up the stairs after him.
~*~
Dreaming about providence and
Whether mice or men have second tries
Maybe we've been living with our eyes half open
Maybe we're bent and broken
We want more than this world's got to offer
We want more than this world's got to offer
We want more than the wars of our fathers
And everything inside screams for second life
Meant to Live - Switchfoot
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Sorry for the long wait! School started, and I had to be in school mode for the first few weeks. I know, this chapter isn't all that good, but it'd been so long since I wrote that I forgot what I wanted to have in the chapters. So that wasn't very much fun. I tried! And I hope you like it, if you've got any ideas on something to happen in Paris, let me know. Also, good job to those few people who guessed what he was actually looking at.
I'll try to have the next chapter out much sooner, but I need something to inspire me! Eek, and I've got like two writing assignments for English, already. Well, I shall try my best! Sorry if there are any grammatical errors, I didn't have time to send it to betas or anything. Don't forget to review!