Love Is Blind

Disclaimer: I own nothing but the plot and other things you don’t recognize!

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

Prologue

Love is blind and it takes over your mind

What you think is love, is truly not

You need to elevate and find

Love is blind - Eve

Virginia Anne Weasley trotted into the Head Nurse’s office at St. Mungo’s Hospital.

“Good afternoon, Ginny. Please, have a seat.” Ginny took a seat opposite of the Head Nurse, “How are you?”

“I’m good, and you?”

“Fine,” The Head Nurse smiled at her before continuing, “You like your job, don’t you, Ginny?”

“Yes, very much,” Ginny said, thoughts scrambling around in her head, ‘Am I being fired? Am I getting a raise? A pay cut?’

“Which part of your job do you enjoy most, being a nurse, or working here at St. Mungo’s?”

“Well…I enjoy working here at St. Mungo’s, but I would work anywhere was long as I could do what I love, helping people.”

The Head Nurse smiled, “That’s great, because you’re being reassigned.”

Ginny’s jaw dropped, “W-what? Reassigned! Where!?”

“A young man owled a couple of weeks ago saying he needed a nurse at home. He lives on the outskirts of Surrey.”

“He needs a nurse at home? What for?” Ginny questioned.

“He’s blind, you see. And he can’t live in a house by himself with house elve’s to take care of him.”

“Not only would I be working in Surrey but I have to live with him!?” Ginny asked, skeptical.

“Yes and you would be able to see your family on weekends.” Ginny sat back in the chair and considered it for a minute, “Did I mention the pay is 1,000 galleons a month?”

Ginny’s eyes almost popped out of their sockets, “1,000 galleons a month!”

“You’re taking the job, then?”

“Bloody hell! Pack my nurse’s uniform, all I need to know is when I leave!”

The Head Nurse chuckled, “You can start as soon as Monday. Information on the man can be found on these papers along with his address.”

Ginny stood from the chair, took the papers, and put them in her messenger bag, “Thank you, so much! I better go tell my family the news. Ciao!” And with that she apperated to The Burrow.

Ginny appeared in the living room of The Burrow seconds later. “Mum? Dad? Are you home?”

“I’m in the kitchen, Gin.”

“As usual,” she muttered to herself. She made her way into the kitchen, “Hullo, Mum.” She said as she gave her mother a hug.

“Hey, Gin. What brings you by at this hour? Shouldn’t you be at work?”

Ginny took a seat on a stool by the counter, “I got reassigned.”

“Oh, dear! That’s terrible!”

Ginny shook her head, “Not really, the pay will be great. 1,000 galleons a month mum!”

Molly put the knife she was cutting carrots with and wiped her hands off on her apron, “Where will you be working?”

“On the outskirts of Surrey, at a man’s house.”

Her mother glared at her, “A mans house? Do you even know this mans name?”

“Well…” Ginny started, “I’ve got paper work on him in my bag.” She took the bag off of her shoulder and sat it on the table. She opened it up and took out the papers. When she first took a glance at the paper she wished she hadn’t.

“What’s the matter, Gin?” Her mother asked at the look in her eyes.

“See for yourself.” She handed her mother the papers.

“Draco Malfoy!? Absolutely not!”

“Mum, he’s blind. What’s the worst thing he could do to me?”

“Being blind doesn’t change anything about a person, Virginia!”

“I’m twenty-four years old, mum. It’s not like you can forbid me to work there.” Ginny said crossing her arms over her chest.

“As your mother, I don’t care how old you are, I can tell you what to do.”

“You can tell me what to do, but you can’t tell me how to live my life, mother.” Ginny got off of the stool and walked towards her mother, “I’ll always be your little girl, but I have to grow up sometime, and if you didn’t notice…I did so a very long time ago.”

Molly ran a hand down the side of her face, “I know, Gin-bug…but it’s not safe.”

“How about I see how it is for a week, and then if I don’t like it, I’ll quit.”

Molly seemed to be thinking it over, “Alright, but if you need anything, you apparate here, alright?”

Ginny nodded and hugged her mother, “You wouldn’t mind telling the others, would you?”

Molly shook her head, “Of course not, when do you start work?”

“Monday.”

“It’s Saturday! I suggest you go to your flat and start packing!”

“I will do!” Ginny grabbed her messenger bag, kissed her mum on the cheek and apperated to her flat.

~*~

Love is, love is blind

Don’t you know it’s a state of mind

Love is, love is blind

Love is blind, baby

Love is blind - Scorpions

~*~ Thats So Raven ~*~

Well, that was the Prologue! Review and tell me what you think of it so I’ll know if I should continue or not, though I’ve already got chapter one written. I’m also trying to work on a better summary, is this one good, or should it go into the circular file? Feed back is great!

Love,

~!@*Thats So Raven*@!~

Disclaimer: I own nothing but the plot and other things you don’t recognize!

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 One: C’est Le Vie

Do you play with the girls? Play with the boys

Do you ever get lonely playing with your toys

We can talk, we can sing

I’ll be the queen and you’ll be the king

Hey boy, in your tree

Throw down your ladder make a room for me

I’ve got a house with windows and doors

I’ll show you mine if you show me yours

C’est Le Vie – B*Witched

The following Monday morning Ginny found herself flooing to Malfoy Manor. Standing up from the floor, she dusted off her skirt and picked up her suitcase. “Hello?” She called into the empty room. “Is anyone here?”

A *pop* was heard and a house elf appeared at her feet, “Is you the new nurse?”

Ginny nodded, “Is Draco Malfoy here?”

The elf nodded, “He’s being upstairs in the Masters Den. Follow Lonnie, I’s show you where it is!” Ginny followed Lonnie out of the room she landed in, up a flight up stairs and down a dimly lit hallway. They stopped in front of two oak doors, “This is where Master Malfoy is, just behind these doors, miss.” The house elf said in a whisper.

“Lonnie! I can hear you, is the nurse here already? Send her in.” Lonnie stood on his tip toes and opened the door, when Ginny didn’t move he gave her a soft shove into the room.

Ginny spotted Draco Malfoy sitting at a desk, in a pair of sunglasses, moving his finger across a piece of parchment. “What are you doing?” She asked.

“Reading, what does it look like?” He moved his papers aside and opened a drawer before taking something out. He stood up and pulled on the thing he pulled out of his drawer, which appeared to be a cane with a silver snake at the top. “Say something.”

“Um…Hello?” Ginny said, not sure of why she was talking.

Draco listened closely and followed the path of vibration to her. “Who are you? Your voice sounds familiar, did you go to Hogwarts?”

Ginny nodded, but remembering that he could not see her she answered him, “Yes, I did.”

“What house were you in?”

“Erm…Gryffindor.”

“Weasel?”

“Surprise,” Ginny said sarcastically.

“Wonderful, I send for a nurse and this is what they send me? A weasel!”

Ginny rolled her eyes, “Come off it, Malfoy, it’s been nearly eight years since you graduated.”

Draco sighed, “Have you got your things?”

“What things?”

“Your things to keep in your room! Are you sure you’re qualified for this job?”

Ginny put her hands on her hips, “I’d advise you watch your tone, Malfoy!”

“Weaslette, remind me please, who do you work for?”

Ginny growled, “Show me to my room, please.”

“I asked you a question.”

“I work for you. Now could you please show me where I’ll be staying?”

“Follow me.” Draco said making his way around her; he tapped his cane in front of him periodically to make sure he wasn’t coming in contact with any walls. He then led them up a single flight of stairs and down another hallway.

“Is there something we can do about the lighting in here?”

“If it helps you do your job, I don’t necessarily need it.”

Ginny bit her lip, “Sorry.”

Draco didn’t respond as he stopped in front of a door her felt the handle before continuing down the hall. He passed two more doors before feeling the handle and opening it, “This is your room.” Before Ginny could ask any questions he continued, “There’s a certain mark on the door handle which lets me know what room I’m at.”

“Oh…”

Draco took a watch out of his robe pocket, “its 11:30, lunch is served at 12:00. Get yourself situated and if you need help finding the dining room, just call for Lonnie.”

“Alright, thanks.”

Draco turned around and left the room, leaving her by herself. She took a minute to look around the room. She picked up her suitcase and sat it on the bed before opening it. She slowly began to put her things away as she inspected the room.

Every piece of furniture in the room was made of mahogany wood. The dresser, the bed, the nightstands, the armoire, everything. It was a lot different from her flat and The Burrow, but, she could learn to live with it.

She looked down at her wrist watch and the current time was 11:45. “Lonnie?” She called.

She heard the familiar *pop* sound and Lonnie was standing in front of her, “Yes missus?”

“Could you show me to the kitchen, please?”

“Why of course missus!” Lonnie took hold of her hand and led her to the kitchen; Ginny took notice of small things so she could remember the way next time.

They reached the dining room table, where Draco was already seated at the head of the table. She thanked Lonnie and sat down next to him.

“Is you ready to eat sirs and missus?” Draco nodded and Lonnie snapped his fingers, food appeared near them on the table. As Draco and Ginny began to eat Lonnie snapper his fingers and disappeared.

“About my job…” Ginny started, “what am I supposed to do, really. You seem fine on your own.”

“I am fine on my own. But by Ministry laws, a blind witch or wizard should never live alone. Seeing as how I am not married, I had to get a nurse to come and live with me. Of course, it had to be a Weasel.”

Ginny gritted her teeth, “If you don’t want anyone to live with, why is the pay so high?”

“It’s so high because if you last a month with me, I guess you deserve that much.”

“Last a month with you?”

“I can get cocky at times, and become a nuisance.”

Ginny chuckled, “I’ll congratulate you if you can last a month without firing me from this so called job.”

“So called?”

“I don’t do anything.”

“You can cook some of the meals if it makes you happy. You can do the shopping and make sure I don’t fall down any steps while you’re at it.”

Ginny smiled, “That’s much better; at least I’m getting paid for doing something.”

Draco picked up his napkin and wiped the corners of his mouth, “I’m going into my study.”

“Do you need me to follow you? You know…to make sure you don’t fall down any steeps.”

“No, Weasel. I can do this small task on my own.”

Ginny shrugged when Draco turned around and continued eating her lunch.

~*~

Sometime later that day Ginny walked up to Draco’s study. She knocked on the door, “Malfoy? Are you in there?”

He opened the door, “What do you want?”

“I was just wondering if you needed anything.” She lied. The truth is she was bored out of her mind. She had nothing to do, and the though of taking a tour of the Manor by herself was just scary.

“If I need something, I’ll call for you.” He began to close the door but Ginny slid in before he could get it shut.

“What are you doing in here?”

Draco closed the door and turned around, “What do you think your doing?”

“It’s part of my job to look after you, and that’s what I’m doing.”

“I don’t need to be looked after by a Weasley, who’s younger than I am.”

Ginny slowly made her way towards Draco, who seemed to never take off his sunglasses. “What do your eyes look like?” She asked before she could stop herself.

“What do your knickers look like?” Draco spat back.

Ginny’s mouthed closed and she started for the door, but not before asking, “How does it feel? Does it hurt.”

“Weasley, do you want to get fired your second week here?”

“No.”

“Then I suggest you leave my study, now.”

Ginny opened the door and left her study. She had to remind herself to think before she thought, and to watch what she said around Malfoy. If she didn’t mind her manners, she would be out of a job in no time.

~*~

Gotta let me in, hey, hey, hey

Let the fun begin, hey

I’m a wolf today, hey, hey, hey

I’ll huff, I’ll puff, I’ll huff and puff and blow you away

Say you will, say you won’t

Say you’ll do what I don’t

Say your true say to me, C’est Le Vie

C’est Le Vie – B*Witched

~*~ Thats So Raven ~*~

How is this chapter? Sorry for the shortness. Is Draco OOC? Well, he is blind! Though some people may think it would make him meaner, but you have to wait until you hear the reason for his blindness! Bwahaha! In the next few chapters it may seem slow or fast, but Ginny is going to try and find out more about how he became blind and stuff. Heh, well…review, please.

Love,

~!@*Thats So Raven*@!~

Disclaimer: I own nothing but the plot and other things you don’t recognize!

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 Two: One Way Or Another

Ginny’s first week at Malfoy Manor came and went like that. Before she knew it, she was flooing to The Burrow and telling her mother all about it.

“So you’re going to continue to work there?” Ginny nodded, “He hasn’t…touched you, has he Gin?”

“Mum!” Ginny yelled, “Of course not!”

“Now, now, Gin. There’s not need to yell. As a mother it is my job to ask these questions.” Her mother smiled up at her before continuing, “Have you found out exactly how he became blind?”

Ginny shook her head, “I asked once, but he didn’t give me an answer.”

“Don’t push him Gin, maybe he’s just stubborn-“

“You got that right.”

“And in due time, I’m sure he will tell you what happened.”

“You don’t know Malfoy, mum. He’s not one to openly share his feelings.” Ginny sighed, “If I could only get him to talk to me, though…I feel like I live in the house by myself. And it’s not even my house!”

“Ask him to play a game of chess with you.”

Ginny laughed, “You’ve got to be kidding, mum! Malfoy, play chess?” Molly nodded, “When pigs fly.”

“Have you ever asked him?”

“Well…no. But if I try talking to him he’s either says something smart or nothing at all.” Ginny sighed, again, “Well, I have some shopping to get to, so I’ll come visit again sometime soon.”

Molly nodded and kissed Ginny on the cheek before she apparated away.

=-=-=-=-=-=

Upon Ginny’s return from shopping, she had the house elves put the food away, and she went to go find Draco. Ginny rapped on the door to his study, “Draco? Are you in there?” When she didn’t receive an answer she proceeded to open the door.

Seeing the room empty she decided to have a look around. There were shelves with dusty books and tables with old news papers spread around. She walked to his desk and looked at the papers without any writing. She ran her hand down the paper and felt bumps everywhere.

“What the hell are you doing, Weaslette?”

Ginny jumped up, her heat beating fast, “Don’t scare me like that!”

“Scare you? You’re in my study.” When Ginny didn’t respond he continued, “What are you doing in here, anyhow?”

“I just got back from shopping and I came in here to look for you.”

“And while looking for me you found my papers and tried to read them?”

“Well…I can’t exactly read them; I don’t know what it is.”

“Mind your own business, Weasel. I’m going into my office.”

“You’re going to work?” Ginny asked.

Draco jaw tightened, “You need to think before you speak. Just because I’m visually impaired doesn’t mean I’m incapable of working.”

“That’s not what I said!” Ginny moved away from his desk and walked towards him.

“But it’s what you thought.” Before Ginny could say another word he turned around and stormed down the hall.

Ginny growled before turning around and stomping to the nearest fire place. She grabbed a handful of floo powder and stepped into the fire, “Ministry of Magic!”

Seconds later Ginny tumbled out of another fire place. She stood up and dusted the soot from her clothing.

“Hello, can I help you with something?”

Ginny spun around to see who was talking to her, “Umm…Hi, is Hermione Potter in today?”

“Yes she is.” The woman said.

“Could you show me to her…erm…office?”

“Of course Ms…”

“Weasley.”

The woman smiled and showed Ginny the way. She led her down a hallway and they stood outside of a door, “Right through there.”

“Thank you.” The woman nodded and left.

Ginny slowly opened the door, “Hermione? Are you in here?”

There was a loud sound like the slamming of a very loud book. Ginny looked where the noise came from and Hermione appeared from behind a shelf, looking very exhausted.

“Hey Gin, what are you doing here?”

“I was just wondering if you could help me find some historical type books.”

“Of course, what type of historical things?”

“Well…Things concerning families and what not.”

Hermione looked at her younger friend, “What are you looking for?”

“You know about my job with Malfoy, right?” Hermione nodded, “Well, I think it would be a lot easier to do my job if I got to know Malfoy better.”

Hermione laughed, “You…get to know Malfoy? He’s about as open with his feelings as Ron.”

Ginny sighed, “If I could maybe find out how he became blind, then maybe it could help.”

“Gee Gin…the only thing that I could think of that would help you… is a book with documents on who has been in St. Mungo’s and why. But that’s strictly Ministry business…”

“Please Hermione.” Ginny pouted.

“I don’t know, Gin…”

“Pretty please with sugar on top.” Ginny pouted and made her eyes water.

“Alright, fine! But you can only keep it for a few days!”

Ginny grinned, “Where is it?”

Hermione took her wand out, “Accio St Mungo’s book of patients!” Ginny turned around and ducked just before the book had a chance to hit her in the head.

“Thanks for the warning.”

Hermione handed her the book, “One week, Gin!”

“I’ll probably have it back sometime tomorrow, Herms, stop worrying.” Ginny kissed her on the cheek, “Thanks.” She then turned around and left the room.

=-=-=-=-=-=

Ginny flooed back to her room in Malfoy Manor and sat down on her bed. She opened the book to the index and looked for the name Malfoy. “Ah, Malfoy comma Draco, page 453.” Ginny quickly turned to the page.

Draco Xavier Malfoy, son of Lucius Zeroun Malfoy, was entered in St. Mungo’s hospital on August 28^th of 2003. He was placed in the hospital due to a very serious war injury.

“War injury?” Ginny said aloud. As far as she knew, Draco Malfoy wasn’t involved in the war. She hadn’t heard anything about him after he left school; she was surprised to see that he still lived in England.

She continued reading to find out that they didn’t know who cast the spell on Draco, and he wasn’t willing to let them know. “Just great.” Ginny said as she closed the book and tossed it on her bed. Before she could even lie down there was a *pop* in the room and Lonnie the house elf appeared.

“Lonnie is sorry to barge in on the missus like this. But Master Malfoy has just given Lonnie news that he will not be returning to the Manor in time for dinner.”

“Alright Lonnie, thank you.”

Lonnie nodded, “Is there anything Lonnie can be doing for you missus?”

Ginny thought for a second, “When dinner is ready could you bring it to my room on a tray?” Lonnie nodded and prepared to leave. “Lonnie! Before you go…could I ask you a few questions?”

Lonnie nodded, “Of course, missus!” Lonnie moved closer to Ginny.

“How long have you been working for the Malfoy’s?”

“Lonnie’s family has been working for the Malfoy’s for a very long time, missus Ginny.”

“Were you working when ‘Master Malfoy’ was sent into the hospital?” Lonnie nodded, “Do you know why he what happened to him?”

Lonnie’s eyes got as wide as saucers, “Lonnie is not supposed to speak of it! Missus cannot ask Lonnie such questions!”

Ginny was taken back at his reaction to her question, “Sorry Lonnie, I won’t ask you again. You can leave now.”

Lonnie nodded and with a *pop* he was gone again.

Ginny sighed and lay back on the bed, “What in the bloody hell happened to that man! Ugh!”

One way or another, I’m gonna find ya
I'm gonna getcha, getcha, getcha, getcha.
One way or another, I'm gonna win ya.
I'm gonna getcha, getcha, getcha, getcha.
One way or another, I'm gonna see ya.
I'm gonna meetcha, meetcha, meetcha, meetcha.

One way or another - Blondie

~*~ Thats So Raven ~*~

Ah! Sorry for the long wait! Summer and everything, visiting family and all that pish posh! Anyhoo, I hope you enjoyed this chapter, and sorry if it’s short, I wanted to get it up soon because of the long wait. I’ll try to make the next one longer! And get it out much sooner since I know what I want to happen in it! In the next chapter there will be more DG interaction and Christmas is near! I’ve got some of the Christmas part written, still have to type it though! Don’t forget to review! And a big thanks to everyone who reviewed for the previous chapter!

Love,

~!@*Thats So Raven*@!~

As for the two people who asked how Draco could tell time in the previous chapter, there are watches for blind people. They’ve got the Braille stuff on it, they can’t read the time, but they can feel it…if you catch my drift.

Disclaimer: I own nothing but the plot and other things you don’t recognize!

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 Three: Surrender

Oh, you drive me crazy
Oh, you just bring me down
Look out your window
My sunshine's all around
All you've gotta do is just surrender

Ginny wrapped a towel around herself as she stepped out of the shower. She put her feet into her slippers and made her way to her wardrobe. She was surprised to see an extravagant dress of a deep blue color hanging on the door. There was also a note on the door which she took off and read.

Weasley,

Must attend ball. Be ready at 8:00, tonight.

-D.M

Ginny’s mouth dropped open; she couldn’t believe this man. She quickly got dressed and set out to find Draco.

“Excuse me,” she said to a tiny house elf who was dusting the living room. The house elf slightly jumped and turned around, “Do you know where ‘Master Malfoy’ might be?”

The house elf nodded, “Master Malfoy is being out in the gardens.”

“Thank you.” She said before turning around and heading for the green house. She had stumbled upon it one day, looking for a bathroom on the first floor. Seeing that he wasn’t in there she continued along a path that led out of the green house and into the backyard. She put her hand above her eyes to block out the sun as she looked left and right, searching for Draco.

“Is there something you’re looking for, Weasley?” A voice said from behind her.

She let out a small scream and jumped around, “You have got to stop sneaking up on people!”

Draco ignored her, “What did you come out here for?”

“Besides the fact that there is absolutely nothing to do in that Manor, I came to talk to you about this.” She took the letter out of her pocket and read it aloud.

“Is there a problem? Do you not comprehend what it says?”

“I comprehend what it says!” Ginny yelled, “I just can’t believe that you have the audacity to ask me to accompany you to a ball! I have been working here for a month and you haven’t spoken more than two sentences to me!”

Draco chucked, “But you work for me and you are to do as I say.”

“Yes, I work for you.” She agreed with that at least, “But I am your caretaker not some girl that you can use whenever you feel like it.”

“One, Draco Malfoy does not have a caretaker. Two, it’s a ball for my job and I need a date. Three, you get 300 extra galleons.”

Ginny’s jaw dropped in shock, “I will not be paid to go to a ball! I am no escort!”

“So you’re going?”

Ginny sighed, oh how she wished he would take off the sunglasses so she could look into his eyes. “Yes…but what I don’t understand is…if you’re Draco Malfoy and you need a date to the ball…why can’t you just get one of your whores to do it?”

Ginny could see Draco’s jaw clench, “Be ready at eight.” And with that he walked away and resumed what he was doing.

~*~

With one last clip in her hair and a bit of lip gloss, Ginny was ready to go. She was surprised that the dress fit her, as well as it did. It wasn’t exactly suffocating her, but it wasn’t exactly hanging low.

“Weasley, it’s time to go.” She turned away from her mirror to see Draco standing in her door way, clad in a black robe, black dress pants, and of course, his black sunglasses.

Ginny nodded her head and made her way towards the door. As she started to walk in front of Draco, he grabbed her arm and pulled her back, “Listen, Weasley, I need to make a good impression tonight, and seeing as how you are my date, you do too. Tonight I don’t want you behaving how…people of your standards behave. Tonight you are to behave as though you are on the Malfoy level, I’m sure that’s something you’ve always dreamed of isn’t it, Weasel?”

Ginny snatched her arm away from him, “How dare you speak to me that way!” Ginny poked him in the chest, “Malfoy you better get your act together. Just because I’m a Weasley doesn’t give you the right to talk to treat me like I’m dirt.”

She pushed him out of her way and continued down the hall, not looking back to see if he was alright.

She stopped walking in the living room, once she realized she had no clue where the ball was. She sighed and turned around, to find Draco standing right behind her.

“What in the bloody hell is your problem, Malfoy! That’s the second time this day!”

Ginny stared carefully at his face and watched as a blonde eyebrow rose up from behind his sunglasses, “We’ve got to be at the Zabini Estate in five minutes, Weasley. You can apparate, can’t you?”

Ginny rolled her eyes and sighed, “Of course I can.”

“Hmm, we’ll have to see about that.” Draco stopped talking and Ginny wondered what he was doing. There was a loud *Crack* and he was gone.

“Thanks for the warning, arse.” She closed her eyes and apparated to just outside of the Zabini Estate.

As soon as she had apparated her hand was grabbed and hooked into the crook of someone’s arm. She looked up to see Draco, “Now remember, Malfoy status, okay?”

Ginny put on a false smile as the walked past a few old couples, but she was really squeezing Draco’s arm, “I know, you don’t have to remind me every ten minutes.”

They entered the ball room and Ginny was shocked by the beauty of it all. The ceiling had a giant chandelier hanging in the center of the room, and a few smaller ones in other areas. There were tables set up with fancy foods she had never seen before, and glasses of wine that were all different colors. There were about twenty people walking around the room, holding trays out and offering them to the guests.

Ginny’s thoughts were interrupted when someone walked in front of Draco, and Draco nearly crashed right into him, “Malfoy! Well, well, well. Never did I think Draco Malfoy would bring Ginny Weasley to a ball. Much less anywhere in public, really.”

Ginny glared at the black haired wizard standing in front of Draco, “Zabini?” Draco questioned, “What’s it been? Two years since you left?” Draco held a hand out for his friend to shake, but Blaise pulled him in for a hug.

“I’m gone for two years and all you can offer is a bloody hand shake!?” Blaise pulled back and looked at Draco’s face, “What’s with the sunglasses, mate? Surely the lights aren’t that bright?”

Draco glanced in Ginny’s direction, he gently unhooked her hand from his, “Is there a place we can go and talk?”

Blaise nodded, “In the Library…but you’re just going to leave your date?”

Draco shrugged, “She’ll be fine on her own.” Without a glance back he and Blaise made their way to the farthest Library they could find in the Zabini Estate.

Ginny huffed, causing some of the hair she let hang loose to fly up, ‘The nerve of that man!’ She couldn’t believe him! Her forces her to come to this ball, and when they get here, he ditches her!

Not wanting to stand on the dance floor by herself, she quickly made her way towards one of the tables that had food on it. She picked up a triangular sandwich that was so small. What was the basis of making a sandwich that small? It was just a waist of bread. She put it back down on the tray and looked at the cheese and crackers. Yellow cheese, orange cheese, and white cheese. Picky, picky, picky!

She picked up an orange piece of cheese and nibbled on it. “Yuck.” She quickly tossed it behind her, momentarily forgetting that she was at a fancy ball. She turned around to see where it landed, and it was steadily sinking to the bottom of a Champagne glass.

She put the knuckle of her pointer finger in her mouth and bit down on it, a habit of hers when she knew she did something but was skeptical to do anything about it. She took her finger out her mouth and turned around, continuing down the table as though nothing had happened.

She spun around when she felt a light tap on her shoulder, “Sorry to bother you, but I couldn’t help notice you standing here all by your lonesome. Would you care to dance?”

Ginny looked into the strangers crystal blue eyes with specks of green, “Erm…sure.” Anything was better than standing alone and studying these odd foods.

She took his offered hand and he led her to the dance floor. He put his right hand on her waist and held her right hand in his left. They began to move across the dance floor, making conversation. She soon found at the she was dancing with Theodore Nott of Slytherin. Ginny chuckled at the expression on his face when she told him that she was Ginny Weasley.

“Well that goes to show, a lot can change about a person.” The danced through a few more songs before Theodore asked if she wanted to go out onto the balcony. She gladly accepted since Draco wasn’t anywhere in sight.

They stood out on the balcony together, looking far away at all the lights flashing in Muggle London. “What do you do for a living?”

“I’m a nurse.”

“A nurse, really? Do you work at St. Mungo’s?”

Ginny nervously bit her bottom lip, “Umm…it’s kind of private.” She knew that if she told anyone that she was Draco’s Nurse to aide him in being blind.

“Secret Ministry Business, what are you a spy?” He joked.

Ginny laughed, “Something like that.” She winked at him and laughed again.

Ginny found out that Theodore, Theo, was in town from Scotland. He had moved there after graduating from school. Turns out he was born there, but when he was eleven he and his parents moved to London so he could attend Hogwarts, and not have to travel far during the breaks to see them.

“Weasley?” Ginny turned around at the sound of her name. She saw Blaise standing by the door, “Draco wants to see you.”

Theodore arched an eyebrow, “Draco? As in Draco Malfoy?”

Ginny nodded, “I came here with him tonight…I’ve got to go, maybe I’ll see you later?”

Theodore smiled, “Yes, I’ll try to find you again before I have to go.”

“It’s been nice talking to you, Theo.” She lightly kissed him on the cheek before exiting the room with Blaise. “What does Draco want?”

Blaise shrugged, “Not really sure, he just asked me to find you.”

“Oh…so what did you two talk about?”

“Nothing.” Was his short reply, they re entered the ball room where people were still dancing and eating the fancy finger foods.

“Ah Weasley, there you are.” Draco said coming up to she and Blaise. “Where have you been?”

“I was off talking to Theodore Nott.”

There was no expression to read on his facial features, “Why would you do that?”

“I sure as hell wasn’t going to stand around by myself after you left me.”

“You’re my date, tonight. Do you have any idea how that could make me look? My date going off with another man.”

Ginny rolled her eyes, “You’re too much to handle sometimes, Malfoy.”

Draco smirked, “That I am.” He took Ginny’s hand and started to lead her to the dance floor, “If you’ll excuse us Zabini, we’ve got to dance at least once.”

Ginny put her arm around Draco’s neck and he held her other hand in his own, “Have you enjoyed yourself tonight, Weasley?”

She nodded, “Besides the fact that my date left me. Though if he hadn’t, I would have never met Mr. Nott.”

“Ahh yes, Theodore Nott…haven’t seen him since school. How is the bloody git?”

“From what I can tell, he’s doing quite well, living in Scotland.” Ginny told him, “Did you enjoy rejoicing with her friend?”

Again, she saw one of his blonde eyebrows rise from behind his sunglasses, “Malfoy’s do not rejoice,” He informed her, smirking.

And so the night continued. They danced with one another for quite a while, making small talk. Before they knew it they were apparating back to Malfoy Manor and Draco was walking Ginny to her door.

She opened the door and walked in a little. As she walked in Draco had leaned down to give her a goodnight kiss on the cheek, for what reason? He wasn’t all too sure of that himself.

Ginny turned around to tell Draco that she had had a good night. Coincidently they did these two things at the same time and their lips met. Ginny moved back in shock first. However short of a kiss that was, it her lips were tingling.

She ran her fingers across her lips and smiled, “Erm…I better get going to bed.” She turned around and walked into her room, letting out a small squeal of happiness when she closed the door.

Draco had stood at the door and heard her, ‘Looks like you’ve still got it after all, Malfoy’. He smirked to himself before walking down the hall to his own room.

~*~ Thats So Raven ~*~

There’s the next chapter, is this any longer? I hope so! And I hope you liked this ending! I had a little trouble with it, but thanks to my Beta for the help! I’ll try having the next chapter out next week, or the week after that. Though I’ve already got about four pages or so written. Don’t forget to review!

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Disclaimer: I own nothing but the plot and other things you don’t recognize!

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 Four: Shadow

I was living in the shadow
Of someone else's dream
Trying to find a hand to hold but every touch felt cold to me
I'm living in a new day
I'm living it for me
And now that I am wide awake
Then I can finally be
Don't feel sorry for me
Don't feel sorry, don't feel sorry for me

Shadow – Ashlee Simpson

After the ball, days seemed to go by faster for Ginny. With someone to talk to, it made the manner seem a lot less depressing. Even if they only spoke about his day at work, at least they were communicating.

Three months went by in the blink of an eye and before Ginny knew it, she was in Diagon Alley, Christmas shopping. She shrunk the gifts she had just purchased from Quality Quidditch Supply and put them in her bag. She put her wand in her robe pocket and pulled out her Christmas list.

Ginny ran a gloved finger down her list and saw that the only person she still needed to get a gift for was Draco, plus a little something to herself. She put the list back in her pocket and made her way down the stony path of Diagon Alley.

Upon reaching the store, Ginny opened the door and was greeted by squawking, meowing, hissing, and barking.

“Hullo! Welcome to Pandora’s Pet Shop.” The shopkeeper said to Ginny, “I’m Pandora, how can I help you?”

“Hi, I was told that I would be able to find Guide Dogs here?”

“Ah, yes, our special animals are kept in the back, follow me.” Pandora then led Ginny down rows of cages and pet toys. “Is there any specific type of dog you’re looking for?”

“Something cute, not too big…and not too small either.”

Pandora nodded and stopped walking in front a row of cages, “This entire back row is Guide Dogs trained to help the blind.”

Ginny started walking down the row, looking through the top of the dog cages. She crouched down in front of a cage with a Golden Retriever named, Cody. “Can I open the cage?” She asked Pandora who was petting a parrot.

“Of course,” she said not fully paying attention.

Ginny shrugged and opened the cage and the dog jumped up on her and began sniffing her. “Well hello there Cody!” She brought one hand up and rubbed his head, “You’re such a cutie, yes you are!” Cody then licked Ginny’s face, “none of that, now! Back in the cage with you, I have to look at the other dogs.” She put him back in his cage, stood up again, and resumed checking the cages.

The next dog she took out was a Black Lab named Roxy, “Come here, Roxy.” Ginny said, and Roxy slowly made her way out of the cage. She was hesitant to jump on Ginny liked Cody had done, Ginny held her hand out for Roxy to sniff. Roxy sniffed Ginny’s hand and then stood on her hind legs, putting her front legs on Ginny’s shoulder. Ginny rubbed Roxy’s back and Roxy’s rested her head on Ginny’s shoulder. “Whoa there girl, don’t get too comfortable now.” Ginny got Roxy off her shoulder and put her back into the cage. She brushed some hair off of her robes and turned around to see what Pandora was doing. She was currently putting bird food in the parrot cages.

Ginny went on to the next cage, ‘Third times a charm, right?’. She opened the cage and out walked a Siberian Husky. He, just like Roxy, sniffed Ginny’s hand and when he was done he stood on his hind legs and put his paw in her hand. Ginny shook his paw, “That’s a good boy, Emmit.” Ginny scratched behind his ear and he leaned further into his hand. “Pandora?” Ginny called over her back, “I think I found the one I want.” Ginny stood up and patted Emmit on the head, “Say goodbye go your cage, Emmit. Your coming home with me.” Emmit barked his appreciation as Pandora walked over towards them.

“All set to go?” Ginny nodded and they walked to the front desk.

“Do you mind if I browse about and get him a few toys?”

Pandora shook her head, “Not at all.”

Ginny walked up and down the toy isles, picking up squeaky toys, bones, and a few bouncing balls. She and Emmit then went back to the front desk and she presented the toys to Pandora and pulled out her sack of galleons.

“That’ll be 150 galleons, please.” Ginny dumped all of her galleons out on the counter and began counting off, “That’s won’t be necessary.” Pandora pulled out her wand and said, “Accio 150 galleons.” The money then flew straight into the cash register, leaving 100 galleons left for Ginny. “What color leash would you prefer?”

Ginny looked at the wall behind Pandora and saw a different variety of leashes. ‘Think Malfoy.’

“The dark green one.” Once Ginny got the leach she connected it to Emmit’s collar.

Pandora reached underneath the counter and pulled out two tiny bags of dog food, “Unshrink them and they should last you for a solid two months. Just fill this here bowl, and be sure to keep a lot of water for him.” Ginny nodded and put the toys, food, and bowl in her bag.

“Thank you, Pandora. Come along, Emmit.” Ginny said and she and Emmit made there way to the door when something caught her eye. Sitting in a cage, right next to the door she saw the prettiest cat she had ever seen. She kneeled in front of the cage and pulled the cat out. She held the cat out in front of her and to her surprise Emmit began sniffing the cat, Harley. “Pandora?” Ginny stood and walked back to the counter and proceeded to buy toys for Harley, cat food, and bowls.

After shrinking the stuff and getting a padded basket for Harley and put him in it. She thanked Pandora once more and finally made her way back to Malfoy Manor. She sure had a lot of hiding to do.

~*~

Ginny hand to constantly cast cleaning charms on her room so Malfoy wouldn’t be too suspicious of the smell of dog food and most importantly the dog itself. It was okay for Harley to be out because it was her cat, and wasn’t a present for Draco.

She wasn’t quite sure how Draco would react to the Guide Dog; she hoped that he would take it well. Him being a Malfoy and all, he was bound to overreact.

Soon enough, it was Christmas day and Ginny woke up bright and early so she could get her things ready to go to The Burrow after she gave Emmit to Draco.

She picked Harley up and rested him against her body, his head resting on her shoulder; she stroked him as she made her way downstairs. Upon entering the living room she saw Draco sitting in front of a blazing fire, drinking a cup of hot chocolate with marshmallows in it.

“Happy Christmas, Draco.”

He turned his head to where he heard her voice coming from, “Happy Christmas, Ginevra.”

Ginny put Harley down on the floor and let him roam. “Get up Malfoy; I’ve got something to give you.”

Draco downed the rest of his hot chocolate and stood up, following Ginny back up the stairs into her room, “What is it that you have to give me?”

“A Christmas present, silly.” Draco nearly smiled, it had been ages since he got a birthday(Christmas) present. He reached her bed and sat down on the side of it. He heard Ginny shuffling about before placing a box in his lap and putting his hand on top of it. “Well,” she started anxiously, “open it!”

Draco felt the sides of the box and found that he could take the top off the box. He took the top off and reached inside, pulling out whatever it was, “What is this?” He asked as he felt one long metal side, then a stopping point, a turn, and then a shorter side and yet again, another stopping point and a long side, much like the other one. Draco then sniffed the air and smelled something odd. “Merlin, Weasley, You’ve got to learn to clean up your room. What’s that horrid smell?”

Ginny had brought Emmit out and he was now sniffing near Draco. “What the blazes is this, Weasley!?”

“Erm…” Ginny thought he’d at least say thank you first. “Well, it’s a Guide Dog.”

Draco shot up form her bed, the present in the box falling to the floor, making a loud clinging sound ring throughout the room, “What the bloody hell do you think your doing buying be a Guide Dog?” He asked through clenched teeth, taking deep breaths to stay calm.

“I thought I was helping you.”

Ginny saw Draco’s fist clench, “If I’ve told you once, I’ve told you a thousand times. I don’t need your help.” He ran a hand through his just-rolled-out-of-bed hair. “I can’t believe you’d do this…” He shook his head and started towards the door, “When you go back to your hole in the mud of a house, be sure to take that mutt with you.”

To that Emmit barked and Ginny sighed, she wouldn’t cry. He’s just a big prat and can’t realize when people are trying to help him. She bent down in front of Emmit and scratched behind his ears, “its okay Emmit, he’s just a little moody right now. Let’s get you and Harley ready to go to The Burrow!”

She went back down stairs, careful to make sure Draco wasn’t there, and found Harley lying on chair in the dining room. She picked him up and carried him back to her room. Once there she got her bag that was packed with her clothes and put a leash on Emmit.

Ginny took all these things to the nearest fire place. She dug in her robe pocket for her bag of floo powder. Finding it, she stepped into the fireplace, her bag in one hand, which was also holding Emmit’s leash and Harley on her shoulder. Grabbing a handful of floo powder, she surely hoped she wouldn’t have a crash landing.

“The Burrow!” She shouted and closed her eyes shut as everything started spinning in circles. Seconds later she found herself on the floor in The Burrow. Harley had jumped off her shoulder and Emmit moved out of the way.

“Good Gods, Gin. Are you alright?” Ginny looked up to see Harry standing above her.

“Quite alright, yes.” She said taking his hand and standing up. She brushed her clothes off, “Happy Christmas, Harry.” She smiled before hugging him.

“Happy Christmas to you too, Gin. Though I see you’ve brought some extra guests.”

“Erm…” Ginny bit her lip, “I’ll explain later…Where’s mum and dad?”

“Your mum’s in the kitchen and your dads in the living room. We were waiting for you so we could open the presents.”

“Oh, I’m sorry I didn’t mean to make everyone wait…” She said as they made their way into the living room.

“A puppy!” a young child had shouted whom Ginny immediately recognized as Harry and Hermione’s youngest of two. He ran towards Emmit and wrapped his arm around the dog’s neck.

“Elijah, leave the dog alone,” Hermione said making her way towards Ginny to give her a hug, “Happy Christmas, Gin.”

Ginny smiled and hugged Hermione back. She was then pulled away from her and swept into hugs by Bill, Charlie, Fred, George, Ron, and all of their wives. Sadly, she was the only one in the family not married.

Her mum had pushed the last brother out of the way to give her daughter a hug, “Gin! How have you been, how did it go with Draco?”

Ginny looked up at her mum, “Obviously not good, mum. I’ve got Emmit here with me.”

Molly looked down at the dog and patted Ginny’s cheek, “He’ll have to come around sometime, love.” She turned around and smiled at her grandchildren, “I think we’ve made them wait long enough. Go ahead and open your presents!”

Ginny was handed a present by her mother. Just by holding it in her hands she knew it was her Weasley jumper. She took it out and pulled it over her head, “Thanks mum.” Molly patted Ginny’s fanny as Ginny left to the Christmas tree to look for her presents.

They spent a good few hours opening presents and playing around with their gifts. Ginny had received quite a few gifts the most shocking being Harry and Hermione’s black leather skirt. “They’re all the rage in the Muggle World.” Hermione had said. Ron had shot up out of his seat and Harry exclaimed, “It’ was Hermione’s idea, not mine!”

Ron’s face was red as Hermione told him, “I thought she’d look really cute in it!”

He picked up the skirt and held it in front of him, “Cute to go where? One of those Muggle strip things!?”

“Ron!” Ginny yelled snatching it out of his hands, “It’s really not that big of a deal. Thanks Hermione, I like it.” She said kissing Hermione on the cheek.

“I better not see you wearing that out of this house, and you damn sure won’t be wearing it at Malfoy’s, either!”

Ginny rolled her eyes, “Honestly, Ron, do you think I’d do something like that?”

“I’m not to sure what you’d do. I never thought you’d accept a job for Malfoy, but looks like I was wrong, huh?”

Ginny sighed and picked up her gifts. With a final ‘Thank You’ she walked up the stairs to her room, followed by Harley and Emmit.

~*~

Draco couldn’t believe she had done that. How stupid was she, really? Did she not realize he was a Malfoy. People in the wizarding world knew about his blindness, of course. But he felt as though they’d forget about it if he wasn’t broadcasting it a lot. Using a Guide Dog would draw attention to him; he wanted attention, but not that kind.

Draco stood from his seat in his office and walked to his fireplace. He then proceeded to floo Blaise Zabini, “Zabini, get your arse over here now.”

“Bugger off Malfoy, it’s Christmas.”

Draco put on a false smile, “Happy Christmas. Now get over here.”

Blaise grumbled and stood to his feet, “Let me get my cloak and I’ll be over.”

Draco smirked and walked back to his chair behind his desk. It was about ten minutes later that Blaise arrived in his study. “Did your cloak get caught in a fire or something?”

Blaise rolled his eyes, “Nah, I stood up and went to get it but my bed looked so inviting…and I had to lay back down in it for a bit.” Blaise sat down in a chair near the fire, “What’s so important that you had to wake me up at 10:30 on Christmas morning?”

“The Weasley chit bought me a Guide Dog!”

“…so?” Blaise asked, not seeing a problem.

“So!? Do you think she honestly expected me to parade around with a guide dog?”

“Well I don’t exactly think she expected you to play fetch with it.”

“Bloody wanker,” Draco growled.

“No, I can still find girls to shag, thanks.”

Draco took off his sunglasses and massaged his temples, “You’re not being of any help, Blaise.”

“What do you want me to do? Pat you on the back and say everything will be better tomorrow?” Blaise sighed, “It was a nice gesture at least that means she cares about you.”

Draco rubbed his eyes before opening them and moving them towards where Blaise’s voice came from, “I overreacted, didn’t I?”

Blaise laughed, “Malfoy, if there was anyone who knew how to waste my time, it’s you.” He stood from the chair and walked in front of Draco’s desk, “Did you really need me here for you to figure that out?”

Draco grinned and reached a hand out to touch Blaise’s where it rested on his desk, “Oh yes, Blaise, you know how I feel about you.”

Blaise pulled his hand back and playfully punched Draco in the shoulder, “That’s not funny, Malfoy. I’m going back to bed.” He said loudly over Draco’s laughter. “Bloody git.” He muttered before apparating back to the Zabini Estates.

After Draco’s laughter died down he placed his sunglasses back over his eyes. He stood up from his chair and went back to the kitchen for another cup of hot chocolate with marshmallows.

~*~

Ginny’s stay at the Burrow went by quite fast; she did enjoy spending all the time with her large family and was quite nervous about returning to Malfoy Manor. By her final day there she was the only remaining Weasley child. She kissed her mum goodbye and prepared to floo back to Malfoy Manor.

“Do try to stop by more often, Gin.”

“Yes, mum.”

“And Draco will have to come around sometime.”

“Yes, mum.”

“And don’t’ forget to-“

“Yes, mum, I know, I’ll see you this weekend.” Ginny smiled at her mum before dropping the floo powder into the fire and shouting, “Malfoy Manor!” She made sure to hold on to Emmit’s leash so he couldn’t go running off and accidentally bumping into Draco.

Ginny brushed off her robes and stood up to see Malfoy himself sitting in front of the fire running his fingers over what looked to be the Daily Prophet. “Welcome back, Weasley.”

Ginny gathered her fallen bag from the floor, “Nice to see you too, Malfoy. Come along, Emmit.” She said starting to walk towards the staircase.

“Weasley?” She stopped and turned around, “I’ve been meaning to talk to you about that creature.” He said, instantly knowing his word selection was wrong.

“Listen, Malfoy, I know I made a mistake when I thought that you’d actually be nice enough to consider even taking a gift from me, a Weasley. You didn’t even take a minute to think about it! You’re just so worried about your bloody appearance. Oh boo-hoo I can’t wear this because it’ll make me look bad, I can’t use a guide dog because everyone will look at me weird. It’s not like you can see them anyway!” Ginny clamped a hand over her mouth after realizing what she had just said.

For a minute Draco said nothing, “Okay, okay, I’m not saying I didn’t deserve all of that…I know I may have been a stubborn prick-“

“May have? Oh you can rest assured that you definitely were.”

Draco gritted his teeth to keep from saying the things he was thinking, “But while you were gone I thought about it…and maybe I should at least get to know the mutt first, right?”

Ginny walked down the steps and stood in front of him, “One,” she poked him in the chest, “He’s not a mutt, he’s a dog. Two, I think that’s a fantastic idea.” She smiled and put the leash in his hand.

“What am I to do?”

“How should I know? He’s your dog. Take him outside and play fetch.”

“Fetch? What in Merlin’s name is fetch!?”

Ginny sighed, “Oh come on, and I’ll show you.” She took the leash and led them outside through the green house, into the backyard in order to teach Malfoy a thing or two about Dogs.

~*~Thats So Raven~*~

Eh, terrible ending, no? Yes it is! Well…had to work things out somehow! Heh, isn’t Draco just the cutest, and I’ll try to work the explanation in sometime within the next two chapters! I hope you liked this chapter, and don’t forget to review! Oh yeah, if you want to see what Emmit and Harley look like I’ve got links =P I had a tough time deciding on a cute cat and dog hehe!

http://www.thepetprofessor.com/cat-breeds/British-Shorthair-cat.html

http://www.dogbreedinfo.com/siberianhusky.htm

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Disclaimer: I own nothing but the plot and other things you don’t recognize!

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 Five: She Will Be Loved

It's not always rainbows and butterflies
It's compromise that moves us along
My heart is full and my door's always open
You can come anytime you want

Draco had just let Emmit out to play in the backyard as he took Ginny on a tour of the gardens. Harley, being a cat didn’t like coming outside very much so he lounged around in his little home Ginny had built.

“Mother always liked to keep roses and tulips in here,” Draco told Ginny as they walked along the path in the green house. “Don’t pick them yet, they’re not fully blossomed. They’re perfect around February.” He said when she stopped walking and bent down to pick up a rose.

They exited the green house and continued along a path that led outside, along the outside path were Rosemary flower bushes. When the path ended they walked on the grass towards a row of pink flowers, “What are these?” Ginny asked.

Draco kneeled down and felt along the grass until his hand reached a flower, “Honeysuckles.”

“Honeysuckles? Have they got honey in them?”

Draco reached into one of the flowers and pulled something out, “Try this.”

Ginny took it from his hands, “What is it?”

“It’s not going to kill you, look.” He pulled one out for himself and put it in his mouth. He sucked the honey off and took it back out, “You don’t actually chew it.”

“Yes, Malfoy, I can put two and two together. Honey – suckles.”

“Well, Weasley has some brains how was I to know?”

Ginny ignored him and tasted it, “It’s good.”

Draco smirked and stood up, “Come on, there’s more to see.”

Draco took Ginny on a tour of the entire garden. As they walked back along the path, Emmit following close behind, Ginny said, “You do realize we spent the entire day together without having an explosive argument?” When Draco shrugged and didn’t respond Ginny continued, “I really wish you’d come to The Burrow for New Years Eve, everyone will be there.”

“That’s my exact reason for not going; don’t want to be surrounded by everyone.” He opened the door for her and didn’t step back into the house until he felt Emmit walk past him and inside.

“But it’ll be loads of fun!” Ginny said before accio-ing her purse.

Draco shook his head, “No, thanks. Maybe another time…” Yeah right, he added to himself.

“Fine, I guess I’ll see you later. Bye Bye Emmit!” She kissed him on the nose and picked up Harley who was rubbing his side against Draco’s leg. Grabbing a handful of floo powder she threw it into the fire and shouted, “The Burrow!”

Seconds later she was in The Burrow which was loud and busy, the exact opposite of the place she had just left. “Ginny, are you alright?” Luna asked as she helped her up.

Ginny brushed off her clothes, “Every time I come out of that fireplace, that’s the first thing out of anyone’s mouth.”

Luna laughed, “Sorry Miss Weasley, I will try better next time.”

Ginny grinned and hugged her best friend, “So how are you and Ron?”

“You ask that as if you didn’t see us a few weeks ago, Gin!” Luna rolled her eyes. “Oh, Gin, you won’t guess who stopped by the Ministry today! He’s in town for a few days and I thought it’d be a good idea for him to come here and visit you.”

Ginny didn’t like the smirk on Luna’s face, “Luna Lovegood…who have you brought here!?”

“Hullo Gin.”

Ginny spun around and her mouth dropped open in shock, “Michael!” She launched herself at him and wrapped her arms around his neck, “When did you get here!?” She asked, placing a chaste kiss on his cheek before pulling back.

“Well I just got back from Australia a few nights ago.” He smiled down at her, his hands still on her waist.

“I haven’t seen you in ages! How have you been?” She asked, hugging him again.

Luna smiled at the two, “Why don’t you two take a walk outside and catch up?”

Michael grinned and walked Ginny outside the back door, one hand still placed on her waist, “I’ve been quite alright, and yourself?”

Ginny shrugged, “Okay, I guess. I’ve got a new job working for Malfoy, now.”

Michael stopped walking and looked down at her, “Malfoy? As in Draco Malfoy?”

“Yes, that would be him.”

“How in Rowena’s name did you get a job working for him?”

“Well, as you know, I work for St. Mungo’s and he needed an erm…personal nurse.”

“Personal nurse for what?”

“He’s blind.” She simply said, “Don’t ask me how, because I myself do not know.”

“That’s news to me…didn’t he disappear during the end of the war, though?”

Ginny nodded, “Yeah, but I’ve never bothered to ask him, I figured if he wanted me to know, then he’d tell me.”

They started walking again and Michael let his hand slide down from her waist to her hand. Ginny grinned and glanced over at him for a brief second. So what if they went out when they were only fourteen? He was still handsome with his brown hair and hazel eyes.

“You live with him, right?” Ginny nodded, “He doesn’t treat you badly, does he?” Michael asked concerned.

“No, he’s actually quite…nice. Don’t tell him I told you, he’ll have my head for it.”

They found a nice spot under some trees to sit and talk. They talked until they back door opened and everyone started walking out, “Gin, Michael, it’s almost midnight!”

Ginny eyes were the size of saucers, “We talked for five hours!?”

Michael shrugged and stood up, holding a hand out to help her up, “Time flies when you’re with a beautiful woman.”

“Well, thank you! But, I’m surely hoping you’re not a woman.” She joked as they walked back towards her family. Fred and George were preparing to launch fireworks off into the air. Wine glasses were shoved into their hand by Harry and Hermione as her father announced that there was a minute left.

Fred and George waited, twirling their wands around in their hands. The children stood in front of their parents, waiting for the fireworks to go off. “20 seconds!” Arthur yelled, and at ten seconds, everyone started counting down.

“Three, Two, One!”

Fred and George flicked their wrists and three different fireworks went off into the air and burst into different shapes, and different colors. They finished launching them, but the last was a bit different from the others. It went up into the air and moved around as though it were writing something and then disappeared. The words ‘Happy New Year’ came out of nowhere in sparks, but changed to falling candy.

“Fred! George! They don’t need candy this late at night.”

“Mum, relax, it’s a New Year.”

Molly huffed and watched her Grandchildren dive to catch the falling candy and couldn’t help but smile.

“Happy New Year, Gin.” Michael glanced around to look at her brothers before leaning down and placing a chaste kiss on her lips.

Ginny licked her lip and smiled, “Happy New Year, Michael.”

“You know what a really good way to start off the New Year would be?”

“What?” Ginny asked as she and Michael started walking back into The Burrow.

“You accepting my offer to treat you to dinner and maybe a Muggle movie this Friday night.” He smirked down at her.

“Who would I be to turn down an offer like that?” She grinned up at him.

“Is it all right with your boss?”

Ginny shrugged, “It’s not like I’ll really be needed, I don’t think…”

“Okay, I’ll pick you up here around 7, okay? I’ve got to get going now; I need to be at the Ministry early in the morning. Night Gin.” He kissed her on the nose and opened the door. He waved and exited the house, closing the door behind him.

~*~

The following morning Ginny went to look for Draco in his study. She knocked on the door and waited for him to say, “Come in.” She walked into the room to see him running his finger over some documents.

“Hullo, how are you?”

“Fine,” he said not lifting his head up from the papers.

“Um…I was wondering if I could have this Friday night off?”

“Yeah sure,” he said half paying attention, “why?”

“I’ve got a date.”

His head snapped up and the paper lay on his desk, “With whom?”

“It’s not really any of your business, but my friend from Hogwarts, Michael Corner.”

“Corner? The bloke you dated in your fourth year?”

Ginny furrowed her brow, “Yes…how did you know? Stalking me, eh Mafoy?”

Draco scoffed, “No, why would I stalk you, Weasley?”

“I don’t know…maybe you were infatuated with me.” She said, her voice full of laughter.

“Ha-Ha-Ha, Weasley you should be a stand up comedian. Now please, out of my Study, I’ve got some papers to finish.”

“Okay, and thanks by the way.” She turned around and left him to complete his work.

~*~

Ginny sat on the couch in the Living room of The Burrow, waiting for Michael. She had a tough time choosing what to wear, but decided on a layered black skirt with white on the end of the layers, and a small black shirt.

Her stomach flipped when she heard a knock at the door, “Bye Mum!” She shouted before opening the door.

Michael turned around and presented her with a white rose, “For you.”

Ginny smiled and closed the door, “Thank you.”

Michael looked down at her choice of clothing, “Who died? You look dressed to go to a funeral,” he joked.

“Well, I think black looks good on me.”

“Anything looks good on you,” he grinned and held out his arm for her to take, “You have been in a Muggle car before, right?”

Ginny nodded, “My dad used to have one…until Harry and Ron drove it into the Whomping Willow.” He opened the car door to his black BMW and waited for her to sit down before closing the door. He walked around to the other side, got in, put his seat belt on, and started the car. “So where are we going tonight?”

Michael put the car in reverse and backed out of the long dirt road, “To a restaurant called Claim Jumper, and then to see a film. It’s a scary one; I hope you can cope with it.”

“What’s it called?”

“The Village, by a man named M. Night Shyamalan.”

Ginny smiled, “Well let’s just hope it doesn’t give me nightmares.”

Over dinner they talked about anything and everything. Ginny had really missed Michael since Hogwarts, and being back with him was very fun. The movie was a few hours long, but Ginny didn’t care if it was all day, as long as Michael kept his arm around her.

“So how did you like the movie?” Michael asked as he drove back up the dirt road.

“It was good, I loved the twist at the end and Adrien Brody is very good looking.”

Michael laughed, “Gin, you always were boy crazy.”

“Nah,” she shook her head, “I’m just a sucker for pretty eyes.”

He walked Ginny to the front door of The Burrow, “Well, Ginny, I had a really good time tonight, and I hope we can do it again some time.”

“Yeah…I’d like that.” She smiled up at him before putting a hand on his shoulder and standing on her tip toes to kiss him. She closed her eyes, willing herself to feel something, anything. She pulled back and sighed, “Goodnight, Michael.” She opened the door to The Burrow and got to the couch as quickly as she could. She’d apparate back to Malfoy Manor in the morning.

She was tired of being the only one in the family not married, or seriously dating. She’d not had a serious boyfriend since Seamus Finnegan a few years back. She was hoping that with Michael being back, she’d feel something strong for him. Which she did, but it was more of a friendship feeling than anything else. She closed her eyes, maybe things would change.

I don't mind spending everyday
Out on your corner in the pouring rain
Look for the girl with the broken smile
Ask her if she wants to stay awhile
And she will be loved
She will be loved

~*~

~!@*That’s So Raven*@!~

Ah! Don’t hex me! Michael has arrived! You didn’t think I’d like Draco and Ginny get by without some obstacles, did you? Of course not! Well, I hope you enjoyed this chapter; Draco and Ginny are friendlier, for now. And did anyone detect a hint of…jealous? =D Don’t forget to review, and I’ll try to have the next chapter out soon! I know this was a bit short, but I wanted to get a chapter up. I finished writing the scene where Draco explains to Ginny…but I don’t know how much longer it will be because of that bloody Corner kid! Haha, okay well review! And more soon!

Btw, if you review and ask a question or something, I’ll probably answer it. Well, I respond to lots of reviews! So if you reviewed and asked something, look back and I may have answered it! I know I responded to lots of reviews from Phantom Keeper! They rock, reviews every chapter! I loff it! And of course, I don’t own the Village or M. Night Shyamalan. Good movie helped me with this fic! It is worth seeing.

~!@*That’s So Raven*@!~

Disclaimer: I own nothing but the plot and other things you don’t recognize!

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 Six: Learning To Breathe

Hello, good morning, how you do?
What makes your rising sun so new?
I could use a fresh beginning too
All of my regrets are nothing new
So this is the way that I say I need You
This is the way that I'm

Draco sat at the dining room table across from Blaise. He decided to apparate to Blaise’s house that night, seeing as he had nothing to do at home.

“So how’s the Weasley chit?” Blaise asked, taking a sip of wine.

“Ginny? She’s fine, I guess.”

“That’s it? You haven’t shagged yet?” Blaise laughed, “If I were you I would’ve shagged her by now.”

“She works for me; I’m not to have a relationship with someone who works for me.”

Blaise arched an eyebrow, “So if she wasn’t working for you, you’d ask her out?”

“That’s not what I said.”

“But it’s what you meant,” Blaise threw a small carrot at Draco, “I’ve been your best friend for over twenty years, Draco. I think I’d know you well enough to know when you fancy a girl.”

“I don’t fancy her.” He stated, “She’s mostly the only woman I’m around, so there isn’t very much to choose from.” He brushed the carrot off his lap and onto the floor.

“Why don’t you date anyone?”

“It’s so easy to be deceived this way…” Draco sighed and ran a hand through his hair, “Curse him…” he said, barely above a whisper.

Blaise looked at Draco, sadly. He couldn’t say that he knew how he felt, because he didn’t.

Draco wiped his mouth with his napkin and stood from his seat, “I’d better get going, thanks for dinner.”

“Anytime.” Blaise said as Draco apparated back to Malfoy Manor.

~*~

The next morning Ginny stumbled out of the fireplace in the living room of Malfoy Manor. She brushed the dirt off her robes and looked up to see Draco sitting in a chair, next to the fire.

“Welcome back, Ginny.”

Ginny was a bit shocked that he knew it was her, “Hullo, Draco. What’re you doing here? Waiting for me I suppose?” She joked.

“Don’t give yourself so much credit.” He smirked, “How was your date with the Corner Kid.”

“My date with Michael was just fine, thank you.” She turned away from him and started up the stairs, “I’m going to go have a quick shower.”

She entered her room and tossed her purse on her bed. She heard a *pop* and spun around to see the house elf standing in front of her. “Oh, hullo, Lonnie.”

“Hullo Missus Weasley,” he looked around the room, “Lonnie has something to tell the missus.”

“What is it, Lonnie?”

“This Friday is Master Malfoy’s birthday. He isn’t wanting anyone to know.”

“His birthday, eh?” Ginny smirked, “Oh, this could be fun. Thank you, Lonnie.”

“You’re welcome, Missus!” He snapped his fingers and vanished.

Ginny grinned, and decided to go the The Burrow, yet again, to speak with her mum.

~*~

Ginny woke up Thursday morning, shocked to find Blaise Zabini in the hallway in his pajama bottoms. “Um, Good morning?”

He turned around and smiled at her, “Hullo, Weasley, is Malfoy around?”

She shrugged, “If he’s not in his Study, then he probably isn’t here. Is Emmit here?” Blaise shook his head, “Then he’s gone out.” She covered her mouth when she yawned, “What did you need him for?”

“To discuss some business matters.”

“Business matters? In your pajamas?”

Blaise shrugged, “He’s my best friend, I don’t feel a need to get dressed up to come and see him.”

Ginny arched an eyebrow, “Best friend, eh? So that would mean you know a lot about him, yes?” Blaise nodded, “and would you be willing to tell me?”

Blaise crossed his hands over his chest, “Why do you want to know?”

Ginny glanced around the hall before pulling Blaise into Draco’s study and closing the door, “Tomorrow is his birthday, correct?” He nodded, “well, I’m planning a little something at The Burrow, and I still haven’t picked up any gifts. He also happens to share a birthday with one of my nephews.”

Blaise laughed, “He’ll probably have you skinned for this.”

“Why?”

“Why would he want to be at your home, with people that hate him? Don’t forget the fact that he’s blind.”

“My family doesn’t hate him. If anything they’d be more friendly because of his blindness-“

“He doesn’t want to be pitied.”

“And no one will pity him. Just tell me a few things he likes.”

Blaise sighed, “You could get him something Dragon related, or maybe just some alone time, with you.”

“What?”

Blaise shook his head, “Nothing, nothing. When is this party going to be?”

“Obviously it’s tomorrow. You’re more than welcome to come if you’d like.” She offered.

“Me? Come to a party at The Burrow? No thanks, I’ll pass.”

“Please?” Ginny put on her best pout face, “Draco would have someone to calm him down if he got angry…and you could spend quality time with your best friend.”

Blaise scoffed, “Fine…only because I haven’t spent a birthday with him in years.”

“Whatever floats your boat.” She said grinning, “Thanks, though. You won’t regret it.” She kissed him on the cheek. “Would you like to join me for breakfast? You can wait for Draco then?”

“Yeah, sure.” Blaise said, looking Ginny over and grinning.

~*~

“I can’t believe I let you two drag me into coming to this, “ Draco said as slipped on his robe.

“Don’t worry, you’ll have fun. My family will love you.”

Blaise coughed and Ginny slapped him on the arm, “What? I had a hairball.”

Ginny rolled her eyes, “If you’re done Malfoy, we can go now.”

He nodded his head, “Who’s going to be there again?”

“My entire family, now come on, let’s go!” She glared at them before sighing and closing her eyes. Seconds later she appeared in the Burrow. “Mum, is everyone here?”

Molly nodded, “The kids are out in the backyard with Charlie, Fred, and George.”

“Alright, Blaise and Draco should be here any second. Is Michael he-“ she couldn’t finish her sentence because she was knocked off her feet by an apparating Blaise, “Bloody hell!” He grabbed her arms to prevent her from colliding with the ground.

“Gin, are you alright?” Her mum asked, standing by her side.

“Yes mum, I’m fine, thanks.”

“Hullo Mrs. Weasley, it’s a pleasure to meet you.” Blaise said, putting on his best smile.

“Hi, Blaise, is it?” He nodded, “lovely to meet you too, dear.” She shook his hand and turned around, “Well, Draco, you sure have grown up since the last time I’ve seen you up close. You were just a wee little thing.”

“What?”

“Your mum used to bring you over here to play with Ron when you were only a year old.”

Draco was shocked, he played with the weasel? But it did explain the instant warm feeling he felt when he landed on the floor.

Molly smiled at the memory, “Fred and George would always try to pick either of you up, but they accidentally dropped Ron on his head, and that was the end of it. But that’s not the point right now, how are you?”

Draco smiled, “A bit nervous, actually.” Maybe Ginny was right, maybe he would have a good time. If the rest of her family was anything like her mum, then yeah, he’d have a good time.

“There’s no need to be nervous, Gin, why don’t you go on and introduce him to the rest of the family.”

“Alright, come along you two.” Draco put his hand on Ginny’s shoulder and she led him and Blaise out of the dining room and into the living room.

“Dad, Bill, this is Draco and Blaise. Blaise and Draco meet my Dad and Bill, and of course you know Ron, Harry, Hermione, and Luna.”

Blaise shook each of their hands, and they all took their turns walking up to Draco and shaking his hand.

“Happy Birthday, Malfoy,” Hermione had said, “It was nice of you to join us.”

He nodded his head, not knowing what to say. They all seemed so forgiving, and friendly. Besides the Luna girl, who he had never spoken to.

Ginny then took them into the backyard and introduced them to Charlie, and the other wives.

“So I hear you like Dragons, eh, Malfoy?”

Draco nodded, “Well it would only seem fitting, as my name does mean Dragon in Latin.”

“You work with Dragons in Romania, right?” Blaise asked.

“Yes I’ve taken off a month to be here with Kate, the baby is due in a few weeks.”

“Well, it seems everything is going fine here, I’ll be back in a bit.” Ginny patted Draco on the back and glanced at Blaise before leaving back into the house.

As if on cue, there was a knock on the door and she rushed to answer it, “Michael! Where have you been?” She asked, hugging him, “and what is that horrid smell?”

“Sorry, must be the smell around the office,” he answered, nervously. He wiped his mouth with the back of his hand, “I had some work to finish up some work, love.”

“It’s fine, “ she looked at him, why was he behaving so oddly? She shrugged it off, “Are you thirsty?”

He shook his head, “No thanks, I’m fine. So…where’s Malfoy?”

“In the backyard, why?”

“No reason,” he kissed her on the cheek, “I wanted to wish him a happy birthday.”

Ginny rolled her eyes as he left to find Draco.

Later that night they sung Draco and Elijah Happy Birthday, and the blew out the candles on two separate cakes. Gifts were opened and Draco couldn’t remember having a birthday likes this.

Draco was lured away by Fred and George into a tiny library, “It’s only tradition for the birthday boy to have his fair amount of shots.”

“Right, I’ll go get Elijah then.”

Fred laughed before pulling out two shot glasses and a bottle of Fire Whiskey, “25, is it?”

Draco smelled the familiar scent of the alcohol, “Yes…why?”

“25 shots, it is!” George exclaimed before pouring Fire Whiskey into the two shot glasses and shoving one into Draco’s hand. The other ready for him when he was done with the first.

“You’re not leaving the house until you do, mate.”

Draco sighed and proceeded to take shot after shot. Until at last he had finished, “and a pinch for good luck.” Fred said as he pinched him on the arm.

They helped Draco stand up straight and led him towards the door, “And if anyone asks you, it was Bill and Charlie.”

Draco lazily nodded his head and walked out of the opened door, “You ready to go, Draco?”

“Time ter go already?”

Ginny nodded and put her hand on his waist as he swayed a bit, “Yes, everyone’s already left. I sent Blaise home a while ago.”

She handed him his bag of gifts, “Thank yeh.”

Ginny smelled the Fire Whiskey on his breath, “Oh good Godric, you haven’t been playing any sort of games with Fred and George have you?”

He shook his head, “Games, no? Just doing traditional stuff.”

Ginny sighed and rolled her eyes, “I guess I’ll have to apparate the both of us.” She kept her arm around his waist and closed her eyes.

“Thanks for having me, Mrs. Weasley.”

“It was my pleasure, Draco, your welcome back anytime.”

With a *pop* they were gone, only to reappear outside of Draco’s bedroom door, “Do you need help getting into bed?”

“Yes, Gin, yes.” He lowered his head and smelled her hair, “You smell purdy.”

Ginny laughed and opened the door to his room, “Nice room you’ve got yourself here, Malfoy.”

Ginny pulled off his robe and shirt, surprised that he was still in good shape. She walked him towards his bed and sat him down on it. He swung his feet up on the bed and lay down, “I like your eyes.”

“What?” Ginny laughed as she pulled off his shoes, “Draco, you can’t see my eyes.”

“I remember them from school, a warm chocolate color.”

“You’re starting to sound more and more like a stalker, everyday.” She pulled off his socks and pants, “You’re going to have to sleep in your boxers, Malfoy.” She took off his sunglasses and put them on his nightstand. “Are you going to be alright?”

He nodded as his hand started moving off the bed and on her thigh before he moved it up to her waist. Ginny glanced down at his hand before looking back at his face. His eyes were open and he seemed to be looking her over, “Thank you fer tonight, Ginny.”

“Your welcome, Draco.” She leaned down to give him a kiss on the cheek but he turned his head and his lips connected with hers. He licked her bottom lip and she slowly, unsurely parted her lips. She opened her eyes and pulled back, “Draco, I can’t, I’m going out with Michael, and you know that.”

He sighed as she pulled the blankets over him and he turned on his side, “Goodnight, Draco.” She turned around and walked towards the door, but his voice stopped her.

“What if you weren’t going out with Corner?”

She stopped, her hand resting on the door handle, “I don’t know Draco, I honestly don’t know.”

He closed his eyes, “Goodnight, Ginny.”

Learning to breathe
I'm learning to crawl
I'm finding that You and You alone can break my fall
I'm living again, awake and alive
I'm dying to breathe in these abundant skies

Learning To Breathe - Switchfoot

~*~

~!@*Thats So Raven*@!~

I hope you liked this chapter! Personally, I don’t lol, and I wrote it!! Well, so atleast we know something is going on in Draco’s head. And Blaise, the best friend that’s just an idiot, also. And Michael is…suspicious and there are more surprises to come. As for those of you asking if there’s going to be a cure…muhahaha, I’m evil…I won’t let you know. I may have a one shot coming out that goes along with this fic…it’d be a song fic…or I could use that as an epilogue, also. Don’t forget to review! I love it when you do!

Disclaimer: I own nothing but the plot and other things you don’t recognize!

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 Seven: My Happy Ending

You were all the things I thought I knew
And I thought we could be

You were everything, everything that I wanted
We were meant to be, supposed to be, but we lost it
All of the memories, so close to me, just fade away
All this time you were pretending
So much for my happy ending

~*~

The following morning Draco woke up to the sound of his bedroom door opening. “Good morning Malfoy, how are you feeling?”

He put a hand over his forehead, “My brain hurts,” he tried to think of what happened before he went to sleep, but the last thing he remembered was being in a room with two red heads.

“Well, I’ve got just the cure for that.” She grabbed his hand a placed a vile in it, “sit up so you won’t choke.”

Draco used his other hand to sit up on his bed. He put the vile under his nose, “What the blazes is this?”

“Just drink it; it’ll make your headache go away.”

“Would you mind telling me what happened last night?” He titled his head back and downed the contents.

Ginny gasped, in mock shock, “You don’t remember? How could you not remember the fantastic shagging session in the living room?”

Draco nearly choked on the potion, “What?”

Ginny laughed, “I’m only joking! All you did was confess your undying love for me, gosh Malfoy; I didn’t know you were so bloody romantic.”

Draco could still hear the laughter in her voice, “Weasley, has anyone ever told you that you’re not funny? If not, I won’t mind being the first.”

Ginny took the vile from his hand, “Blaise tried flooing you this morning, but you were still asleep. He said something about having lunch at 2:30.”

“What time is it?”

“1:30, I figured you needed more sleep.”

“Yeah, well thanks. Where did he want me to meet him?”

“I’m not quite sure; your best bet would be to try his house.”

Draco nodded, “Thanks, Ginny.” He heard her leave, closing the door behind her. He got off his bed and took the normal four steps, then a turn to the left, and then about fifteen more steps to the bathroom.

~*~

“Tell me again, Blaise, why we are eating in a Muggle restaurant?”

Blaise sighed, “Food is food, Draco, you can’t be picky all the time and get your way.”

“Yes I can, I’m a Malfoy.”

Blaise rolled his eyes, and as he was bringing them back down from the ceiling what he saw shocked him. He blinked a few times to double check that his eyes weren’t deceiving him. In a booth on the other side of the room sat Michael Corner and a girl, who wasn’t Ginny. Blaise squinted his blue eyes to see better, Lavender Brown? He thought, “Draco, do you see what I see?”

Draco arched an eyebrow, “Well that depends, do you see…nothing?”

Blaise turned his gaze back to Draco, “Sorry, mate, it’s so easy to forget sometimes…”

“I’ll take that as a good thing,” Draco said. Had it not been Blaise who had said that, he probably wouldn’t have been so calm, “What is it that you see?”

“Michael Corner!” Blaise exclaimed, looking back towards Michael and Lavender.

“And…?”

“He’s not with Ginny, but Lavender Brown! The Gryff in our year.”

“So?”

“Are you that dense?” Blaise sighed, “Obviously, the bloke is cheating on Ginny!”

Draco ignored the ‘dense’ comment, “Just because he’s having lunch with another woman doesn’t mean he’s cheating on her. They could simply be out having lunch, like us.”

“No…this doesn’t look like lunch to me.” He said, watching them laughing at one another, “He’s just grabbed her hand!”

“How long?”

Blaise ticked off the seconds in his head, “Bugger, only four seconds.”

“Not long enough to accuse him of cheating,” Draco said, wondering if Blaise was just kidding or not.

“Wait…he’s just kissed her hand!” Blaise informed him.

“It’s nothing, just manners.” Just then the plates were set on the table, “Can we please just eat our food and let them be?”

Blaise sighed, “Fine, no secret agent work for me. I was feeling like James Bond for a few minutes there.”

“Who in Salazar’s name is James Bond?”

Blaise’s mouth dropped open, “You don’t know who James Bond is? You know what, never mind, of course you don’t know, Muggle movie. He’s the best secret agent, ever.”

Draco shook his head, “Sometimes I question your sanity.”

They ate their lunch, Blaise constantly glancing at Michael and Lavender. “They’re leaving, and their holding hands! Definitely not a lunch date, Malfoy!”

Draco placed his napkin on the table and took a drunk the rest of his water, “We can’t say that he’s cheating, we’ve got no solid proof. The only way to know for sure would be to follow them around and-“

“What a good idea!” Blaise fished around in his pocket for Muggle money, he left the correct amount on the table and grabbed Draco by the arm and dragged him out of the restaurant.

“Zabini, you idiot! I didn’t mean it literally! We are not secret agents, okay? So let’s find an alley so we can apparate back to your place.”

“No, not until we find out the truth.”

Draco pushed Blaise’s hand off his arm, “Why the hell do you care, anyways? It’s not like Ginny would believe us, and who would tell her? I sure won’t.”

Blaise kept an eye on Michael and Lavender as they walked down the street, “Why are you so bloody boring? This could be fun!”

“We’re not eight years old anymore, Blaise.”

“So? That still doesn’t mean we can’t have fun. If I can’t get you to double date with me, this is the least you could do.”

Draco sighed and considered what Blaise had said. “Alright but I haven’t got all day.”

Blaise grinned and put Draco’s hand on his shoulder, “They went into a clothing store not too far from here, we can catch them in there.”

They walked into the clothing store, and Blaise looked in every direction for them, he saw Michael closing the curtains to a changing room in the back of the store. He grinned and walked towards it as fast as he could, being sure not to leave Draco.

“What’s happened?” Draco whispered when they stopped walking.

“He’s in that changing room with Brown! We can wait until she walks out and then corner, Corner!” Blaise chuckled at his own dumb joke.

They waited a few minutes before they heard the curtain opening. Lavender walked out, buttoning up her blouse and Michael was about to follow, but Blaise pushed Draco into the room. Lavender shrieked and Blaise shushed her.

“Malfoy? What are you doing here?”

“I should be asking you the same thing.”

Michael wasn’t worried, Malfoy couldn’t have seen anything, he was blind. “What do you want, then?”

“What are you doing here with Lavender Brown? Aren’t you dating Ginny?”

“What’s it to you? You don’t care about Gin.”

Draco reached his hand out and grabbed Michael by the collar of his shirt, “You’d better not be cheating on her, Corner. I swear if I ever hear about you prancing about with another girl, you won’t’ be able to eat solid food for a week.”

Michael rolled his eyes, “Pfft, what can you do? You’re blind, you can’t even see!” He said, unaware that Blaise was standing just outside the curtains.

Draco’s grip loosened on Michael’s shirt and he took a step back. The curtain was pushed open and Blaise walked in, glaring at Michael, “But I can,” he pulled back his fist and threw it forward as hard as he could.

“Bloody hell!” Michael shouted as his left eye started pounding.

“What the blazes is going on around here?” Lavender asked.

Blaise grabbed Draco’s arm, “Fuck off, whore.” Lavender gasped in shock as Blaise and Draco quickly exited the store.

Draco was furious. He couldn’t believe Michael Corner had the nerve to say that to him. If he ever felt Michael in his presence, he would be more than happy to beat him to a bloody pulp.

“You alright, mate?” Blaise asked, looking at the Draco’s face that was tinted with red.

“Yeah, let’s just get out of here before I do something I won’t regret.” Blaise led them to an alley where they apparated back to Malfoy Manor.

“Are you going to tell her?” Blaise checked that Ginny wasn’t anywhere around.

“How they hell would I bring up something like that? She’s bound to find out sometime soon.”

“You’ve got to tell her, before she gets herself hurt!”

“What do you care?”

“I don’t know…just tell her!”

Draco sighed and felt around him for an armchair to sit in, “How? ‘Hullo Ginny, nice weathering we’re having. By the way, your boyfriends shagging Lavender Brown, would you like a cup of tea?’”

Blaise laughed, “No, not that way…”

“What’re you two boys talking about?” Ginny asked, walking into the room carrying a basket of clean clothes.

“Erm…nothing, I was just leaving.” Blaise smiled at Ginny before glaring at Draco and apparating home.

“That’s one weird friend you’ve got there,” Ginny said to Draco as she walked by him, towards the stairs.

“Ginny…” He started, “There’s something I have to tell you…”

She turned around, “Yes?”

“Umm…well you see…thanks.”

“For what?” she asked, confused.

“For sticking around here and helping me out, I’m surprised you lasted this long but...I’m glad you stayed.”

Ginny smiled at him, “I’m glad I stayed, too.” She turned around walked back up the stairs.

Draco put his head in his hands; he couldn’t bring himself to do it. He couldn’t tell her, it would hurt her. He knew she’d be even more hurt when she found out later. He sighed, Corner didn’t deserve her. She was too good for him.

~*~

Ginny apparated to the Ministry of Magic. She hadn’t heard from Michael in a couple of weeks and decided to check up on him. The last time she had hear from him, was when she saw Blaise and Draco in the living room. Speaking of Draco, he had been behaving quite oddly since that day. He kept conversations short, as though he were scared that he was going to say something he shouldn’t. She shrugged it off each day, and left it alone.

She walked to the front desk, “Hullo, can you tell me where Michael Corner’s office is?”

“He’s on the third floor, second door to your right.”

“Thank you,” Ginny said, making her way to the staircase. She climbed up three flights of stairs and got off on the landing; she walked past one door and stopped in front of the second door.

She put her hand on the handle but a voice from inside the room stopped her< “Oh, Michael what happened to your face?”

Ginny gasped and put her other hand over her mouth. That voice sounded so familiar, she had heard it somewhere before, “Nothing, love, fell down a couple of stairs, that’s all.”

“Stairs?” The voice said again, “Do you need me to kiss it to make it all better?”

Ginny glared at the door, she remembered the owner of the voice. It was none other than Lavender Brown, ‘That wench!’

“Yes, I think that would do it some good,” she heard Michael responded.

‘Why that good for nothing, two timing little scumbag! No one cheats on Ginny Weasley and gets away with it!’ She thought as she gripped the door handle. Taking a deep breath she turned the handle and wrenched the door open.

The two heads jumped away from each other and looked at Ginny, “Gin…what are you doing here?” Michael asked, smiling.

“What am I doing? What are you doing?”

“Well I…um…I was in a business meeting.”

“Business meeting my arse! A business meeting doesn’t require your client,” she looked at Lavender, “to snog you!”

“Ginny, this is all a big misunderstanding.”

“Misunderstanding? You know what, Michael, I don’t even know why went out with you a second time.” She shook her head, “Now, I remember why I broke up with you the first time! You’re nothing but a big baby and a coward! In my fourth year I stopped Ron from hexing you, but now, if either of my brothers see you walking across their path, I’ll give them my permission to do as they please!” She smirked at the scared look on his face.

“Really, Ginny will that be necessary?” He said, walking towards her, “Can’t we talk this out somewhere? It really is a misunderstanding…I care about you, Gin.”

Ginny looked at him, how could he lie to her to her face like this? But then again, he had been doing it all along. She brought her hand to her mouth and pretended to sneeze, “Oh, sorry, I’m allergic to Bullshit!” She shook her head and pushed him away from her as hard as she could, “I hope I’m blessed with the privilege to never see your lying face again.”

She glared at Lavender before turning around a stomping out the room, being sure to slam the door on her way out. How could he do that to her? She let him waltz back into her life only for him to hurt her. She cleared her head of all these thoughts and closed her eyes. Sighing, she apparated back to Malfoy Manor.

~*~

Draco lay on a sofa in a dark room on the second floor of the manor. He had just closed his eyes when he heard a *pop*.

“Ginny?”

He heard a soft sniffle, “Yes, it’s me.”

He stood up from the sofa and walked towards her, “Are you alright?”

Ginny looked up at him, he always seemed to know exactly where she was, “I’ll be fine.”

“What happened?” Draco asked, though he already guessed it had something to do with Michael Corner.

At first Ginny wasn’t going to tell him, but she had no one else to tell, so she figured, why not? “It’s Michael, I bloody walked in on him and Lavender Brown snogging!” She sniffled again.

“Ginny, I’m sorry.”

“There’s no reason for you to be sorry, Draco.”

“I should have told you the day Blaise and I found out…”

“You knew about this?”

He nodded, “I’m sorry, I didn’t have the heart to tell you.”

“It’s fine…I don’t know why I’m letting him get to me anyway.” She sighed and took a step closer to Draco, “If there was anything I felt for him I was forcing myself to. I was so tired of being the only in the family not married or dating someone. Having my mom continuously ask me when she could count on another son-in-law.”

Draco lifted his hand to stroke Ginny’s cheek, “Are you sure you’re alright?”

She moved her face closer to his, their noses touching, “Yes.” She closed her eyes and titled her head the side, their lips meeting. She parted her lips, and his tongue entered her mouth like it owned the place. She moaned and wrapped her arms around his neck.

Draco pressed Ginny’s body against his and without thinking correctly, lifted a hand to unbutton her blouse. Ginny didn’t show any sign of wanting him to stop, so he didn’t. He finished unbuttoning the blouse and tried pulling it off her shoulder. She let her arms fall down from his neck and she opened her eyes to look at him as he pulled off her blouse.

Slowly raising her hand she took off his sunglasses and his eyes looked directly into hers for a split second. He closed his eyes and looked away, “We shouldn’t be doing this. You’ve just broken up with Michael, and aren’t thinking straight.”

“Yes, I am, Draco. The night of your birthday you asked me if I would have continued kissing you if I wasn’t going out with Michael. And now I’m not…” She grabbed his hand and led him out of the room.

“Where are you taking me?”

“To your room, a more comfortable place, don’t you think?”

“Are you sure about this?” He asked as Ginny opened the door to his room.

“Yes,” she said as she led him toward his bed, “Unless of course…you don’t want to…”

“No! I want too it’s just…” he fell silent and looked down at his bare feet.

“Just what?”

“Bloody hell, Gin, I can’t see what I’m doing.”

“It’s okay,” she said, kissing him lightly on the neck. She lay down on the bed, and helped Draco climb on top of her. She brought his head down to hers and whispered in his ear, “Let me lead you.”

It's nice to know that you were there
Thanks for acting like you cared
And making me feel like I was the only one
It's nice to know we had it all
Thanks for watching as I fall
And letting me know we were done

My Happy Ending – Avril Lavigne

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Updated fast, didn’t I?

Well, I hope you liked this chapter! Draco and Ginny finally got together! Though who knows what tomorrow will bring for the crazy pair! I must disclaim the, “allergic to bullshit” part. Came from the movie, “I, Robot”. I think Blaise is just a cutie in this chapter; he’s a fun person to write, because he’s never mentioned after book one…and we know nothing about him. So that’s always fun! Yay! Well again, I hope you liked this chapter, and don’t forget to review! Amazing, as I put the changes into this chapter, My Happy Ending came on the radio! (at 11:13 at night) Special thanks to Virginia!

And when you review, if you could pick a number 1-5, that would be helpful! (Don’t call me strange, tis’ for a reason! You shall see in the next chapter!)

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Disclaimer: I own nothing but the plot and other things you don’t recognize!

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 Eight: Hold On

This world, this world is cold
But you don't, you don't have to go
You're feeling sad you're feeling lonely
And no one seems to care
You're mother's gone and your father hits you
This pain you cannot bare

Draco lay behind Ginny, holding one of her hands in his own, “It’s exactly two years to the day, tonight.” He said out of nowhere.

Ginny opened her eyes and turned around to face him. She saw that he had his eyes opened and she shivered. It seemed as if he was looking right through her.

Feeling her shiver Draco closed his eyes, but Ginny put her hand on his cheek to let him know it was okay, “Exactly two years to what?”

“Two years that I’ve been blind…”

Ginny’s whole body tensed, was he really about to tell her the reason? Or was he just telling her so that she’d know. Had he only shagged her to make himself forget about the previous year’s happenings? “Draco…what happened? Who did this to you?” She asked her voice full of concern as she ran her thumb over his eyelids.

The room was silent for awhile until Draco finally spoke, “It was my father.”

For a moment Ginny stopped breathing, “Y-y-your father? Lucius?”

“That would be the only one I had.”

His father? She thought, how could anyone be so cold? How could anyone have the heart to do this to their own son? Ginny just didn’t understand. She had grown up in a family full of love, and her father would never even think about harming any of his children in any way, let alone blind them.

“Draco,” she began, slowly moving her hand down his neck, over his shoulder, and down his arm to hold his hand, “Draco, tell me why he did this to you…” She brought his hand to her lips and kissed it.

Draco took a deep breath and again the room was silent until he spoke, “Two years ago today, it was nearing the end of the war…”

~*~ Flash Back ~*~

Draco sat in front of his Father’s desk in his Study. Lucius’ eyes bore into his sons, trying to read him, looks like he had taught him well. “Draco, you must join our Lord now. I hate to say it, but these Mudbloods and Muggle Lovers are, hitting us, and their hitting us hard. We need more Death Eaters in order to prevail.”

Draco shook his head, “I’m not ready father…” and for the first time during this meeting, he actually looked nervous.

Lucius abruptly stood up from his seat, glaring down at Draco, “What do you mean you’re not ready!? You are 23 years old, Draco! How can you not be ready? I have been preparing you for this your entire life.”

“But can’t you see, Father? Don’t you see? You can’t win this thing. They’ve backed you up so far into a corner; there is no hope to be kindled!”

“How could you say such a thing? Do you not believe in the strength of your Lord?” Lucius asked, his hand gripping the serpent head of his cane.

“My Lord? I’ve never devoted myself to that man, Father. He’s your Lord, I can see right from wrong, but you and your fellow Death Eaters seem to be blind to all that is around you!” Draco stood from his chair, ready to leave.

“You don’t honestly think I’m just going to let you walk out of here after refusing our Lord, do you?” He felt his blood pressure rising beneath his skin. “The end is drawing near, Draco…you either choose the Death Eaters or choose to die fighting beside the Muggle Lovers.”

“I never said I was going to fight beside them…” Draco said, his heart beating very fast, “and yes, Father, the end is coming near. It won’t be my end…but yours.”

“Well, Draco, my son, if you can’t see the truth between right and wrong, maybe you shouldn’t see anything at all.” And without another thought Lucius drew his wand out from his cane and pointed it at Draco, “Neqeuo Animadvertio!”

Draco didn’t have time to react before the room slowly started to fade to black. His fathers pale face slowly grew darker, and the last thing he saw was the flickering light of the fire. His body felt weightless, the only thing he did feel was the hard, cold, dungeon floor as it came in contact with his body.

~*~ End Of Flash Back ~*~

“…and I woke up in St. Mungo’s a week later.”

“Oh, Draco,” Ginny said, her eyes watery, “How could he do that to you?”

Draco shrugged and turned over so that he was lying on his back, “He didn’t have a heart.”

Ginny moved closer to him and rested her head on his chest. She closed her eyes, willing herself to go to sleep, “Don’t worry,” she yawned, “I won’t let any one touch you.”

Draco chuckled and closed his eyes; it felt as though a huge weight had been lifted off of his chest. Now that everything was out in the open, and Ginny didn’t pressure him with thousands of question, he felt better.

~*~

The following morning Ginny woke up and realized she was in bed alone. It was a Saturday morning so, without a doubt, Draco was in his Study, with paper work as always. She stretched and got out of bed.

She walked into his study and stifled a yawn, “Good morning.”

“Morning, if you’ll wait just a minute, I only have a few papers to finish going over.”

Ginny stood beside him where he sat in his chair. “Do you mind me asking how you read the papers? Well, I know about Braille, but…how?”

Draco reached a hand out and put a hand on Ginny’s waist, he brought her closer to him so she could sit on his lap. He held the paper with one hand, and grabbed her hand with the other. “Close your eyes,” he instructed her.

She closed her eyes and let Draco move her hand around the paper, “Feel the bumps?” He felt her nod, “You have to feel the different dots in each Braille cell, and memorize what the different combinations stand for.”

“Is it hard to learn?” She asked and stopped moving her hand around the paper. She turned around to look at him.

“It wasn’t for me; I’ve always been a fast learner. By the time I went to Hogwarts I could speak seven languages, fluently.” He gently lifted Ginny up, and stood beside her, “Let’s go get some breakfast.”

“What about your papers?”

“I’ve got all weekend to finish them.”

Ginny smiled and led him out to the kitchen. They ended up having breakfast on the Terrace; it was a very nice day outside. “I have to go over to Blaise’s house today, your welcome to come along if you want.”

“Thanks but I’ve got to stop by Ron’s place and have a little chat with his wife about Michael Corner, and then I was going to visit some of my old friends at St. Mungo’s.”

Draco nodded, “Alright then, I’ll see you when you get back.” He stood from his seat and went back into the house.

~*~

Later that day Ginny was knocking on the door to her brother’s house. The door swung open to reveal Ron looking tired, in his boxers and eating a bowl of cereal, “Ron it’s already noon, you should be up and out of bed by now.”

He shrugged and let her step inside, “Luna’s in the kitchen fixing lunch.”

“She’s fixing lunch…and your eating breakfast?” She closed the door and made her way to the kitchen. She saw Luna in the kitchen pulling things out of the cabinet, with a baby on her hip. Ginny walked up to her and picked up the baby, “Hullo little Ronnie-kins.”

“Hey Gin, what brings you by here?” Luna asked, sighing and taking out bread, peanut butter, and jelly.

“I came to have a little chat with you about Michael Corner,” she adjusted the baby on her hip.

“What about him?” Luna asked as she spread the jelly over bread.

Ginny laid the baby’s head down on her shoulder and covered his ear, “The bloody git was cheating on me, Luna!”

Luna turned around, “Oh Gin, I’m so sorry, I didn’t know. This is my entire fault! Ron told me not to bring him…but I did, anyways.”

“Actually…I want to thank you for it.”

“What? Why?”

Ginny glanced around and made sure Ron wasn’t in the room, “It brought Draco and I erm…closer together, if you get what I’m saying.” She ran her hand over ‘Baby Ron’s’ soft hair.

“Gin, you did not!”

She grinned, “Yes, yes, I did!” She squealed, “Well I never thought I’d ever do this with him. I mean, I do work for him after all, and it just seems wrong.”

“How was it?” Luna grinned, starting on another sandwich.

“Lovegood, I don’t kiss and tell.”

Luna rolled her eyes and took her child from Ginny’s arms, “Well then your welcome and I’m glad I could be of some assistance.” She picked up a baby bottle and put it in Ronald’s mouth, “Would you like to stay for lunch, Gin?”

“Oh, no thanks, I just dropped by to tell you.” She kissed Luna and the baby on the cheek, “Tell Ron I said goodbye, and I’ll see you all very soon.”

Ginny’s next stop was St. Mungo’s. As soon as she was done apparating, she spotted the Head Nurse coming her way, “Ginny! I was just going to owl you.”

“Owl me? Why would you need to owl me?”

“I’ve got some good news, well hopefully good news, maybe not for you, but for Mr. Malfoy, yes.” She rambled.

“What’s the news?”

“Ginny, they’ve found a cure!”

Ginny’s eyes opened wide in shock, was she dreaming? This all seemed surreal. It was happening so fast. First she found out Michael was cheating on her, which was actually a relief, then she shags Draco, and now they’ve found a cure. “Pinch me, I’m dreaming.”

“I assure you, you are not.”

“But that’s what they always say…”

The Head Nurse rolled her eyes, “If you’d come to my office I could explain everything to you.”

Ginny nodded her head and followed the nurse into her office. The Head Nurse explained about the cure. But of course, everything came with a bad side.

Half an hour later Ginny apparated back to Malfoy Manor and instantly began searching for Draco. When she couldn’t find him anywhere in the house she apparated to the Zabini Estate, and sure enough, there they were.

“Ginny, what are you doing here?” Draco asked, before she had even said a word.

“Well well, the woman of the hour.” Blaise said.

Ginny arched an eyebrow; Draco always knew it was her. “I came here to tell you something, very important.” She glared at Blaise.

“What is it?”

“They’ve found a cure, Draco. Mind you, it would only last 72 hours or so.”

“A cure for what?” Blaise asked, clueless.

Ginny sighed, “How ever did you manage to graduate? You have the mental capacity of Crabbe and Goyle.” Draco chuckled, “A cure for his blindness, you idiot!”

“Oy mate, that sounds great!”

Draco stood from the sofa, “A cure that lasts for 72 hours or so? How do they know this works, exactly?”

“Well, they’ve tried it on a few willing patients, and the effects were terrific the first day! But nearing the end of the third. the patient couldn’t see any longer.”

Draco shook his head and started pacing, “Why even do it if it only lasts for 48 hours?”

“For a chance to see your surroundings, mate!” Blaise chipped in, “You two could plan a lovers rendezvous to Paris.”

Ginny guessed by Blaise’s comments, Draco had told him what happened. She rolled her eyes, “Your so immature, Zabini.”

“Yeah, the ladies love it.” He grinned at her.

“Draco, I really think you should do it. This could be the opportunity of a life time, and who knows…maybe this time it will last longer than 48 hours.”

Draco remained silent as he considered his options. He could go along with it, and see everything, especially Ginny. But he was finally getting used to life like this, and to go back to being able to see…he just didn’t know what to do. He sighed, “I need to go for a walk.” He exited the room and a while later they heard the heavy front door open and closed.

“I wonder where he’s going to take a walk. He must have forgotten there isn’t really a way out of here on foot.” Blaise chuckled.

“If he comes back, tell him I’ll be at the Manor, would you?”

“Of course,” he said grinning at her before she apparated away.

~*~

Lonnie had come into Ginny’s room and told her that Draco had just returned, and that he was in his study. She nodded and got there as quickly as she could.

“Ginny?” He said when she opened the door. It was quite odd how he always knew.

“How do you always know it’s me?”

“I can see your color,” Draco told her.

“My color? What do you mean?”

“Yeah, it’s an aura surrounding you. It’s about the only thing I can see in a never ending pit of darkness.” He said his fist clenching.

She walked around the side of his desk, “You may not have to stay that way much longer, Draco. If you try the operation and see how it goes…who knows what could happen.”

He put his head in his hands, “I don’t know about it…”

“It’s a really good opportunity, Draco…even if it is only for three days; you could see anything and everything you wanted in those three days.”

Draco didn’t care about seeing all the things Ginny was thinking about, he wanted to see her. Maybe even the bloody git, Blaise. He couldn’t help but grin, it would be nice to see everyone again…

“I’ll do it.”

~*~

But we all bleed the same way as you do
We all have the same things to go through

Hold on...if you feel like letting go
Hold on...it gets better than you know

Don't stop looking you're one step closer
Don't stop searching it's not over...

Hold On – Good Charlotte

~*~Thats So Raven~*~

Well, interesting chapter, no? Sadly, I don’t like it. I only like the beginning and end a bit…heh, but I’m just weird like that, and as long as you, the readers, like it, then I’ll be happy with it! Thanks for all the reviews, I love them. Do it again, please. =D

Also, the reason I had you pick a number was because I couldn’t decide how many days it lasted, and thought I’d be sneaky and have you guys pick without knowing, because surely if you knew, you would have picked 5, right? SO THANKS TO THOSE WHO READ THE AUTHORS NOTE AND PICKED A NUMBER. You helped me with the fic! But who knows, I always have tricks up my sleeve!

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Disclaimer: I own nothing but the plot and other things you don’t recognize!

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 Nine: Breathe

If I just breathe
How do you fill the space in between?
Oh no, everything is alright
Breathe
Everything little piece of me
You'll see
Everything is alright
If I just breathe

Ginny sat at a table in a Muggle restaurant in Surrey, with Blaise and Draco. She looked at Blaise, thoroughly disgusted, as he picked up a chip (French fry) and dipped it in his chocolate ice cream. He looked up at Ginny and grinned.

“So, Draco, are you exciting about having the operation in a day or so?” Blaise looked over at his friend who had his head resting against the wall.

Draco shrugged, “I’d feel better if they weren’t giving me these bloody potions to take everyday.” His fish and chips lay in front of him, uneaten.

“Blaise, could you please stop that?” He looked at Ginny, confused, “Eat one thing at a time. Either the chips or the ice cream, not both at the same time!”

“Why? It’s like eating baked potatoes with chocolate syrup,” he said picking up another chip and dipping it in his ice cream.

“One, eating a baked potato and chocolate syrup is far more disgusting. Two, you’ve just spilled ice cream down the front of your shirt.”

Blaise dropped the chip on the table and stood up, “I’ll be right back.” He stared down at his shirt and he walked in the direction of the lavatories. Ginny rolled her eyes as she saw him walk into the girls’ lavatory.

She turned her attention back to Draco and placed her hand on his back, rubbing it in slow, soothing circles, “You have to try eating something.” She picked up a small piece of fish and held it to his mouth. When he opened it she placed it on his tongue, “You can chew it by yourself, can’t you?” She joked. He closed his mouth and chewed the food for quite a while before swallowing.

She looked up in just in time to see Blaise exited the lavatory and pulling his shirt down over his wand, tucked into his pants. He sat down at the table and looked at Ginny, “I didn’t know women got a couch in their lavatory!”

“It’s so we can sit and think about freakishly weird boys like you.”

About an hour or so later Blaise finished his sickening meal, and Ginny fed Draco all that he would eat. They strolled about Muggle London for a bit, Ginny walking in the middle of the two handsome young men, earning envious stares from other women.

They could have Blaise if they wanted, but Draco was strictly off limits. They had never actually confirmed their relationship, but…Ginny was sure what they had was considered one. What she wasn’t sure of was if she was still considered his nurse. Shrugging it off they continued on their expedition, just having a fun day out, before Draco’s operation.

On their way back to Malfoy Manor they had to stop at St. Mungo’s to pick up a few more potions for Draco. The nurse at the front desk already had them there, which saved them a lot of time.

They all apparated into the living room on the first floor and Blaise immediately sat down on his couch. Ever since the night of the ball when he and Draco were reunited, he never seemed to leave, not that Ginny minded. He was a fun person to have around, but he had the gigantic Estate, yet preferred staying at the Manor.

Ginny pulled the vials out of her robe pocket; they were labeled with when to be taken. She gave Draco the vial labeled, Number One, and the flashing words, ‘Take Now’.

“Bloody hell, if these were Muggle Drugs I would have over dosed by now.”

“Close your eyes and think of the tasty fish you ate today.” Blaise added, stretching out so he took up the entire couch.

“That probably won’t be a good idea considering it smells like raw fish,” Draco said before plugging his nose and throwing his head back, downing all of it in one gulp.

“Open your mouth,” Ginny said so she could make sure he drank all of it. He opened his mouth, “Good, you should go upstairs and get a bit of rest.”

He took off his sunglasses and shook his head, “I think here will be fine,” he didn’t feel he head enough strength to walk up all those stairs. Ginny moved to the side so he could go straight to the couch, he lay down on it, his head on the arm rest.

Ginny rolled her eyes, “Typical.” She conjured up two blankets for both of them. She took the empty vial from Draco’s hand and went into the kitchen to start on dinner.

~*~

After spending a good ten minutes of trying to wake them up, dodging Blaise’s swatting hand and Draco’s attempts to turn away from her she woke the two sleeping men. They ate dinner quietly, aside from Blaise scraping the plate with his fork, causing Ginny to yell at him, “Blaise! There’s nothing left on the ruddy plate!”

They all headed up to Draco’s room, why Blaise came, she did not know, so he could take his nightly potion and go to sleep. As soon as Draco was in the room he pulled his shirt up over his head, took off his shoes and trousers, leaving him only in his boxers.

“Thanks for the free show, Malfoy.” Blaise joked as Ginny went around picking up the various items Draco left on the floor.

“You’re lucky I’m here, Malfoy, otherwise you’d fall on your arse over all this stuff.” She put the clothes in a basket and the shoes in his closet. She took out the vial labeled, Number Two, and the words changed from, ‘Before Bed’ to ‘Take Now’.

“Blaise, don’t you have your own home to go to?” Draco asked as Ginny took the top off the vial and put it in his hand.

“Yes, but what kind of friend would I be if I left you two here alone?”

“A good friend…a best friend.” Draco said before tilting his head back and drinking the potion.

“Well, I’ll be! If you two wanted to do the rumpy pumpy (hanky panky) all you had to do was say so!”

Ginny was too far from Blaise to hit him, so she did the next best thing. She grabbed the empty vial and chucked it at his head.

“Tut, tut, no wonder you weren’t on the quidditch team.” She said after the vial clattered on the floor.

Blaise rubbed the side of his head, “You know what, I don’t have to take this, I’m going home.” He pouted before apparating out of the room.

“I honestly don’t know what goes through his brain sometimes…” Ginny said, picking the vial up from the floor and throwing it away and Draco’s bathroom. “If you don’t need anything else, I’ll just be off now.”

“No,” came his horse reply.

“No what?”

He tried clearing his throat, but even that hurt, “don’t go…”

Ginny climbed on the other side of the bed and propped herself up against the pillows next to him. He sighed and closed his eyes, ignoring the migraine starting in the back of his head, as she played with the hair that barely fell into his eyes. She watched him sleep and thought about how she couldn’t even imagine the pain he was going through. He never did tell her the reason he had decided to get the surgery, but she figured he wanted to keep it to himself. During her thinking, she had slowly stopped playing with his hair, and slid down the pillows, falling asleep beside him.

~*~

The next morning Ginny woke up to an empty room. She lazily rubbed her eyes as she got out of the bed and made her way downstairs to the kitchen. She wasn’t surprised to find Draco and Blaise, of course, eating breakfast.

“Morning, love,” Blaise said, grinning up at her.

“Bloody morning person,” she said, picking up a vile for Draco and taking a seat next to him. Draco turned to give her a kiss on the cheek but it landed near her eye. “Feeling better?”

He nodded took a bite of his sausage. “Don’t I have another one of those bloody potions to take?”

Ginny put the vile labeled Number Three in his hands, “Blaise, is your estate covered up in dust yet?” She asked, as Draco took the top off the vile and drunk it.

Blaise shrugged, “The house elves can call it their own, I’m hardly ever there.”

“Hmm, is that so?” Ginny said, sarcastically taking the empty file from Draco’s hand, “Draco you should get more rest…”

“More rest? I’ve just slept for eight hours!”

“Well you’d better get to bed early, around five or so. We’ve got the earliest time they had, and we don’t want to miss it!”

Draco waved her off and resumed eating; she scoffed and walked up the stairs to her room, leaving the bloody gits to do what they pleased.

~*~

At 5:30 AM Ginny entered Draco’s room and shook him awake. Surprisingly it wasn’t that hard to wake him up, he got out of bed, slipped on a robe and Ginny, Draco, and Blaise apparated to St. Mungo’s, Molly Weasley planned on meeting them there a bit later.

Draco’s stomach started to churn as the Doctor’s walked their way. He put his head in his hands and massaged his temples, ‘It’ll be okay Malfoy, their Professional Healers, and they know what they’re doing.’

“Mr. Malfoy?” Draco’s head snapped up and he stood, “We’re ready for you now.”

Ginny and Blaise stood up, following them to the room, “Cheer up mate, you’ll get to see my gorgeous face in a bit!”

Draco shrugged his robe off and handed his sunglasses to Ginny, who was suddenly quite nervous. Before he could turn around she wrapped her arms around his neck, “You promise this won’t change the way you think about me?” Ginny asked, whispering into his ear and feeling insecure. They had shagged, and he’d never even seen her face.

Draco nodded, “No worries, love.” He cupped her chin and placed a chaste kiss on her lips.

“Mr. Malfoy, if you could please come in the room now.” He took a deep breath and let one of the Nurse’s lead him into the room.

“Let’s sit in the waiting room.” Blaise said, putting an arm around her shoulder, “Don’t worry yourself, they know what they’re doing.”

“I know…but what if he takes one look at me and hates what he sees?”

“Believe me, Gin, he won’t.”

Ginny took a seat next to Blaise, only to stand up a few minutes later when her mum arrived, “Where’s Draco, dear? Is he alright?”

“Yes, mum, they’ve just called him back.”

“I would’ve liked to see him, one last time.” Molly said, placing the gift basket she had prepared on a table.

Blaise and Ginny, decided to take up time and find something to eat. Though the only thing around was a Muggle vending machine.

“Erm…I think we’ve got to press the numbers of the thing we want, and then speak into this little box thing.” Ginny said, scratching her head in confusion.

“But where does the money go?”

“Hmm…” Ginny shrugged and pressed the number for strawberry gummies. She leaned forward to speak into the box, “twenty pence!”

“It’s not working.”

“I’m aware of that, Zabini.”

Just then a man walked towards them, “Having trouble? It’s probably jammed.”

Without even asking, he grabbed the change from Blaise’s hand and shoved it into the coin slot, “What is it that you want?”

“Those,” Ginny said pointing and the strawberry gummies.

The man pressed the three buttons and hit the glass with his elbow. Ginny and Blaise jumped back in shock when the spring started turning and the bag dropped out. There was a clinging sound and change dropped out of the bottom.

“Fascinating, these Muggles.” Blaise whispered to her, and then smiled as the man turned around.

“There you are,” the man said, handing Ginny the bag.

“Thanks,” he nodded and continued down the hall. “Dad would love to see this!” Ginny looked up at Blaise, “Let’s do it again!”

They proceeded to use up the Muggle change Blaise had, and bought bags of chips and junk food.

~*~

Draco lay in the hospital bed in his own room. He had been awake for a few minutes now, though he didn’t dare open his eyes, afraid it might not have worked. The last thing he remembered was being given a potion and now here he was.

What if the operation didn’t work? He would have gone through all of this for nothing, and would have disappointed everyone. His heart began beating faster as he prepared to open his eyes. “Ginny…” he said aloud. Sighing, and not thinking about it again he wrenched his eyes open.

His breath caught in his throat as he saw white, had the operation failed after all?

~*~

So I whisper and I'm,
Hoping you hear me
Do you hear me?

If I just breathe
How do you fill the space between
Oh no, everything is alright

Breathe – Michelle Branch

~!@*Thats So Raven*@!~

*Dodges rotten tomatoes* Don’t shoot! Don’t shoot! I know, you all hate me for ending this chapter the way I did. But I’ve never had a cliff hanger in this fic(or have I?) and thought this would be the perfect time to put one in!

Anyhoo, thanks for all the wonderful reviews! You guys make me laugh! Hehe, that’s a good thing by the way. Do it again, for everyone knows, I love laughing! I tried making Blaise funny! And thanks to Virginia for the vending machine idea! Had to take up time somehow, what better way than having Blaise confused hehe! I’ll take the reviews as a late birthday present from you all =P Thanks, you guys rock!

Disclaimer: I own nothing but the plot and other things you don’t recognize!

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

~!@* Thats So Raven *@!~

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!

Disclaimer: I own nothing but the plot and other things you don’t recognize!

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 Eleven: Ocean Avenue

There's a piece of you that's here with me
It's everywhere I go, it's everything I see
When I sleep, I dream and it gets me by
I can make believe that you're here tonight
That you're here tonight

If I could find you now things would get better
We could leave this town and run forever
I know somewhere, somehow we'll be together
Let your waves crash down on me and take me away

Blaise pounded on the door of room number 234, “Draco, Ginny!” He shouted, ignoring the people walking by that gave him odd looks. The door swung open to reveal a yawning Draco, rubbing an eye. “Oi, you two, get dressed.”

“For what?” Draco asked.

“So we can go to the Eiffel Tower, out to dinner, and maybe a club or something.” He shrugged, “I know you didn’t get the surgery done just to stay in a room locked up with Ginny.” Blaise paused for a moment, “actually, that doesn’t sound half bad.”

Draco glared at Blaise, “Alright, we’ll be out in ten.” Blaise nodded and grinned before going back into his own hotel room.

Draco closed the door and turned to face Ginny who was sitting up on the bed, “Who was that?”

“Who else would it be? Blaise, of course.” He walked to the wardrobe trunk he had placed his clothes in. He grabbed a pair of grey pants, a black shirt and a black coat. “We’re going out, soon. You’d better get ready.”

Ginny nodded and got out of the bed, proceeding to the wardrobe and picking out a knee length dark blue dress. She didn’t know if they’d be doing anything special, but she still wanted to look nice.

Ten minutes later, dressed and ready, Draco and Ginny met Blaise outside their hotel door. “About bloody time,” Blaise said, always the impatient one. “Let’s go then.” He turned around and led them out of the hotel.

“Are we walking?” Ginny asked, she had on heels and didn’t want to walk very far in them.

“No…there should be a cab somewhere around here,” he said. The hotel was located in a Muggle area, and there wouldn’t be a problem hailing a taxi. Blaise walked to the curb and waved his hand and waited a few seconds before a taxi pulled up in front of him.

“Are you even a wizard?” Draco asked, opening the back door to the taxi, “You do so many Muggle things.”

“I’m just open minded, prick,” Blaise said, shoving Draco into the car. He waited for Ginny to get in before sliding in after her.

“Vhere too?”

“Cuisine De Fantaisie.” Blaise told the driver and within minutes they were at the restaurant. He paid the driver before following Draco and Ginny to the front door. They were immediately seated at a booth, Draco and Ginny on one side and Blaise on the other. Blaise couldn’t help but grin as the waitress came over. She had really light brown hair with a few natural blonde streaks in it, bright blue eyes, and gorgeous smile.

“Bonjour! Bienvenue à Cuisine de fantaisie. Queest-ce que je puis obtenir pour vous?”

“Bonjour,” Blaise replied, putting on his most charming smile. He saw the waitress’ cheeks tint with pink, and grinned.

Draco rolled his eyes, “Do you speak English?”

“Oui,” the waitress said, “What can I get for you?” She asked her French accent still thick.

“I’ll have the spaghetti with water, please.” Ginny said, she wasn’t one to try food she couldn’t pronounce, which was practically everything on the list.

“Same,” Draco said, closing the menu and handing it to the waitress.

“Chicken and Fettuccini,” Blaise said, still smiling.

“I’ll be back with your orders in a few minute,” she said, clicking her pen and putting it in her pocket. “I’m Hannah, by the way, if you need anything.” (Honnah)

“She’s gone now, you can wipe that silly grin off your face,” Draco said, looking at Blaise.

“Didn’t you see her though? She’s incredibly fit,” Blaise said, still watching her as she walked to the back room.

“Oh? Zabini likes a Muggle?” Draco joked.

“You never know, she may not be.” Blaise glared at his friend. He didn’t care much about Muggles and Wizards as other people may have.

“I think she’s pretty…very pretty at that…sort of like an elf, you know? With the blue eyes and all,” Ginny said, giving them her input.

“Well, thank you, Gin…” Blaise said, already planning on asking her what time she got off work.

Hannah returned with their food a while later and they immediately dug in. It was absolutely delicious. Blaise and Hannah exchanged small talk throughout the meal, the times when she would come to over to check on them.

“What time do you get off work?” He asked her as she left the check on the table.

“Actually, you all are my last table…why do you ask?” She smirked, tucking a piece of her hair behind her ear.

Blaise smiled back at her, he loved French accents on women, he found it very sexy. “Just wondering if maybe you’d like to accompany me for a walk around, or something?”

“I’d love to,” she replied, batting her eyelashes at him. “I’ll meet you outside in about twenty minutes?”

Blaise nodded, putting the money down on the table. He stood up and placed a quick kiss on her cheek, causing her to blush and mutter a quick, ‘see you then’ before picking up the plates and walking into the back room again.

Draco laughed as he stood up after Ginny, “It never ends, does it?”

Blaise shrugged, “I don’t know...” they all walked out of the restaurant, Blaise staying by the door. “I’ll catch up with you two at the hotel later, okay?”

Ginny nodded, “Au Revoir,” she smiled, kissing Blaise on the cheek before taking Draco’s hand in hers and turning to walk down the road. “Where to now?”

“Let’s go for a walk,” Draco suggested.

“Alright then,” She said, letting Draco lead them to wherever he had in mind. They walked down the rocky road, talking about things here and there. Draco was mostly just taking everything in. “Bloody hell,” Ginny said as she stopped walking and bent down, taking off her shoes. “My feet are killing me.”

Draco laughed as he took off his coat, and draped it around Ginny, he could see her Goosebumps. He held her shoes in his hand as they continued on their walk. “Don’t complain to me when you step on a piece of glass from some pricey wine bottle.”

Ginny playfully nudged him in the ribs, “I won’t complain to you, but you’ll be the one carrying me all the way back to the hotel.”

Ginny was having such a wonderful time and she didn’t want the night to end. It felt great to have Draco look her in the eyes. She found herself blushing quite a bit when she’d catch Draco staring at her. She gently squeezed his hand as they continued walking. She didn’t know where they were going, and she didn’t think Draco knew either. Neither of them really cared, so long as they were together. It was more quiet than normal as they walked, Blaise having gone off with the waitress.

“Gin, look,” she heard Draco say. She looked up and couldn’t believe the site that met her eyes.

“Oh, wow…” she muttered, it was the Eiffel Tower. She’d seen it in pictures, but she never thought she’d actually see it in person. She couldn’t believe all of this was happening. Here she was, Ginny Weasley, coming from a poor family…standing in fancy clothes, in France…in front of the Eiffel Tower! “It’s beautiful.”

Draco looked down at her and smiled, “Yes…you are,” he said, causing her to turn around and look at him. He cupped his face in her hands and leaned down to kiss her. He pulled back from the kiss and looked her in the eyes.

“What was that for?”

“Since when have I got to have a reason to kiss my bird?” He said, winking at her.

Ginny giggled and lightly kissed him on the lips. She took a step closer to him and wrapped her arms around his middle. They stood in silence, looking up at the Eiffel tower. Ginny had a big fear of heights, so going up was out of the question.

“I still think we should be doing more…”

“What do you mean?” Draco asked.

“What I mean…is that we’re in Paris, and you’ve got your sight back. Draco…how many other times will this happen?”

“Gin…we don’t need to do anything special…I’ve got you here with me, and my best mate around somewhere…I’m happy…I’m not as high maintenance as I once was.”

Ginny just nodded her head against his chest. They stayed there for a while longer before she said, “Let’s head back now…”

Draco nodded and held on to her as she tried to move away. He closed his eyes and seconds later they appeared in their hotel room. “I wonder if Blaise is back yet,” Draco said, tossing Ginny’s shoes to the side before taking his own off.

Ginny shrugged, taking off Draco’s jacket and putting it in the wardrobe. “I don’t think you should go check,” she said, a chill going down her spine as she watched Draco’ take off his shirt, his pants soon following. She walked around to her side of the bed and unzipped her dress, letting it slide to the floor before she slid into the bed, looking up at Draco and waiting for him to join her.

Draco smirked and arched an eyebrow at Ginny. He lifted up the cover and climbed beneath it, Ginny immediately snuggled up close to him. Ginny wrapped an arm around his neck, bringing his head down to hers, kissing him passionately. Pulling back from the kiss she looked into his eyes, “Draco…” she said, moving a hand to her bra strap and pushing it off her shoulder, “make love to me.”

Draco obliged, kissing her softly. This time, he would be able to see everything, and he didn’t know if it would be the last time. As he trailed kisses along her body he remembered every detail, from the spot of freckles on her shoulder that reminded him of a heart to the line of stitches on her left foot from an accident when she was younger.

Ginny would remember this night for the rest of her life. She felt the need to tell Draco something, but didn’t know how to say it. She bit her tongue to keep down the outburst, she wasn’t sure how Draco would react, and she didn’t want to ruin anything between them.

*_*_*_*_*_*_*_*_*_*

Before Ginny and Draco knew it, the three days were coming to an end. They’d spent quite a bit of time together; Draco was only gone from the Manor for hours at a time, seeing various partners he’d worked with.

Ginny held onto Draco’s hand as she led him down a path behind Malfoy Manor. They didn’t exactly have a backyard; it was a forest among other things. “Where are we going?”

“Just to a place I found,” she said, smiling. A while ago she had been taking Emmit for a walk and came upon this path which led to the top of a hill. It had a magnificent view far off into the distance, and seemed the perfect spot to watch the sunset.

“Ah, I know where you’re taking me,” Draco said.

“Do you?”

“The top of the hill, just outside the clearing of the forest?” He asked, smirking.

“How did you know?”

“I used to go there all the time when I was younger…it was far away from everything…my mum, dad…all the pressure, everything.” He hadn’t been there since he was about 11…the night before he went to Hogwarts he’d sat out there for quite some time. “I haven’t seen it in ages though.”

“Good, because it was supposed to be a surprise.” Ginny said, playfully sticking her tongue out at him. They walked for a couple more minutes before finally reaching the edge of the forest, the hill wasn’t that big on this side, but once you got on the top…it was a pretty long roll down. “Here we are,” Ginny said, upon their finally reaching the top.

Draco was silent, taking in the site he hadn’t seen in what seemed forever. They took a seat on the soft grass, Ginny in front of Draco, in between his legs, her back against his front. “Draco...be honest, have you enjoyed the past three days?”

“Of course, I already told you…I didn’t want to do anything fancy…as long as you and Blaise were there, it was pretty much all that mattered to me.” Blaise had just left about an hour or so to go, he went back to Paris…to see Hannah, of course. Draco hoped there relationship would actually go somewhere that way Blaise would be off his case 24/7.

Ginny nodded and brought his hands around her, it was a bit chilly out. The sun was setting, the sky turning a purple and pink color. “It’s amazing…I love how the sky does that.”

“It’s beautiful,” he agreed.

“More beautiful than the last time I saw it…which was probably a week ago.”

“Well, they say things are more beautiful when you’re seeing it with the one you love.” Draco said, placing a soft kiss on her neck.

Ginny turned around and looked at him, the thoughts she had that night in the hotel coming back to her, “Draco…” she said softly, looking him in the eye. This was the next step in their relationship. They practically lived together; they had a dog and a cat, what next than to declare her love for him? She thought about what he had just said…did that mean he loved her too? She threw caution to the wind and spoke, “I love you.” She leaned forward and kissed him, her hand moving behind his neck, playing with his hair. She pulled back and looked at him; he wasn’t saying anything, only staring right back.

Draco couldn’t believe what he was hearing. Sure, he’d heard girls say that to him before, but he didn’t really consider them girls. More like…sex buddies or acquaintances. Did he love Ginny? He’d never been in love before, and didn’t know how to tell. He cared so much for Ginny and would give anything in the world to make her smile. He’d go out of his way to protect her and he didn’t even care that she was a Weasley. She was the first person he actually learned to trust while he was blind. He didn’t feel the need to hide things and place spells on them, she was just…different.

Ginny was sure her heart would pop out of her chest at any minute. She’d never told a man, outside of her family, save Harry, that she loved him. “Y-you don’t have to say anything back I mean it-“

Draco put a finger to her lips, silencing her. “I love you too,” he said before sealing her mouth with his.

The world could have ended at that precise moment, and Ginny wouldn’t have cared. She would have died happy. “You don’t know how nice it is to hear you say that,” she said, placing her hand on his cheek. She kissed him softly on the lips and turned around, facing the setting sun.

Draco couldn’t believe what he’d just said, and it wasn’t even as hard as he thought it would have been. He even felt like a huge weight had been lifted off his shoulders. It was all so amazing, but he knew within the hour, he wouldn’t be able to see her anymore, and so this was the perfect time for that to happen.

“Could you just imagine the look on peoples face if they saw us at the Hogwarts Reunion together?” Ginny asked.

“There’s a Hogwarts Reunion?”

“Well…no…I don’t know, but a Weasley and a Malfoy together? In love?”

Draco shrugged, “Their eyes would pop out of the sockets and they wouldn’t believe it.”

Ginny laughed, “Yeah…”

They stayed silent for a while, enjoying each others company, “Gin…” Draco started, trailing off.

“Yes, love?” She said, smiling. She turned around to look at him, “No…Draco, no…”

Draco looked down at the grass, it was wearing off. “I’m sorry…”

“Draco if they can make this last for three days, I’m sure they’ll find someway to make it last forever!”

“Ginny…maybe I don’t want to be able to see forever?” He said, noticing the look on her face, “I’m able to see the world, just as you do Ginny, accept I don’t see with my eyes. I can use other things, and it’s just as good as if I had sight.”

Ginny sighed, but stayed silent, not finding the words to say.

“I’ve learned to accept the fact that I am blind, and it doesn’t bother me…” he cupped her face in his hands, “This is sort of a goodbye.”

“What do you mean?”

“It’s the last time I’ll be seeing you…but I’ll still see you,” he smiled, and looked into her eyes. He saw the tears there, ready to spill out. “I love you, Gin.” He said before kissing her.

Ginny kissed him back, fiercely, with much more passion than she’d ever known. For Pete’s sake she loved this man, and he loved her.

“Good god Draco…not here, not now.” She practically begged him, though she knew it wouldn’t get her anywhere. Draco took a good look at her, remembering her face, especially her eyes, though they were filled with longing and sadness. “Just…hold me,” He wrapped his arms around her, bringing her even closer to him.

The sky was dark blue now, though Ginny had her eyes shut. She didn’t want this night to end, ever. But, all good things had to come to an end. She felt Draco’s body tense up and knew that it must have finally worn off. She didn’t even lift her head up to look at him, here eyes opened and she stifled a sniffle, but didn’t try to stop the tears from coming out.

I remember the look in your eyes
When I told you that this was goodbye
You were begging me not tonight
Not here, not now
We're looking up at the same night sky
And keep pretending the sun will not rise
Be together for one more night
Somewhere, somehow

Yellowcard – Ocean Avenue

~!@* Thats So Raven *@!~

And so ends chapter 11! Sorry for the LONG wait! School, yet again…well not really, just laziness and having no inspiration. I must say…I’ve actually gotten a life too! Ooh, this one even includes boys =P I hope you all like this chapter, and don’t hate me fore not updating for two months or however long it was. I think I wrote this chapter pretty well…I’ve been planning it since Day 2 of writing this fic.

Beg pardon if the French isn’t correct. I used the French translator on google. We’re not that far along in my French class. Special thanks to those who e-mailed me and stuff, it got me feeling bad that I wasn’t updating =P and so I went into writing mode! Sorry for any mistakes, no beta! Job up for grabs! Don’t forget to review! Lots of Love!

Disclaimer: I own nothing but the plot and other things you don’t recognize!

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 Twelve: Ordinary

Whose eyes am I behind?

I don’t recognize anything that I see

Whose skin is this design?

I don’t want this to be the way that you see me

I don’t understand anything anymore

And this web that I’m tired of

Is taking me right up these walls

That I climb up to get to your story

It’s anything but ordinary

Ginny continued working for Draco for months, but it gradually became less and less work. Each time she went to the Burrow she would return with one of her belongings, whether it be something small like a book or a big box of clothing. She practically lived with Draco now. Everything seemed to be perfect since the night they declared their love for one another.

Blaise was even in a serious relationship, with Hannah. It seemed as though nothing could go wrong, but Ginny…she always felt as though something were missing. Yes, she loved Draco and he loved her…but would it ever be anything more than that? Was Draco the type of guy to get married? Have kids? Maybe she was just being weird and rushing into things, but she couldn’t help not to think of those things.

She didn’t know how to bring it up to Draco either, she wasn’t quite sure how he would react. Ginny was currently sitting on a counter in the kitchen, absently stirring the spoon in the pot of clam chowder. The timer for the rolls went off and she hopped of the counter and got back to business, hoping Draco wouldn’t have any meetings that ran late.

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Later that night after dinner, Ginny sat on her side of Draco’s bed, or so she liked to call it. She watched him as he pulled off his work clothes and changed into a pair of pajama pants. She continued watching as he slid under the covers and got into the bed. She lay down next to him, her head propped up on one hand as she looked down at him.

“Yes, Gin?” Draco asked, able to feel her staring at him.

Ginny smiled slightly, “Umm, nothing…I was just thinking about something.”

“About what? Do you want to talk about it?” He asked, starting to move so he could sit up in the bed.

“No, no…” she said, placing a hand on his shoulder, “It’s alright…you should get some rest, you had a long day at work.”

“Are you sure?”

“Yes,” was her short reply as she lay her head down on the pillow and moved closer to him. His arm automatically went around her and pulled her all the way against him. Ginny never imagined any of this would happen. Here she was, laying in Draco Malfoy’s bed, the son of the man that had caused her family so much pain.

But this was alright because her Draco was different than any other Malfoy. She closed her eyes and sighed, she’d just had the perfect chance to talk to him…but she couldn’t bring herself to do it, again. This happened a lot, but Ginny had previously learned to hold her tongue back about some things.

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A while went by, Ginny still keeping what she was thinking to herself, not letting anyone know. She knew she wouldn’t be able to hold it in much longer, and so the moment Draco returned from Blaise’s house she was going to ask him about it. She didn’t know how she’d approach the subject, but she was determined to do it. She didn’t just want to be dating him for the rest of her life; she had to settle down at some point.

She would love to carry out the Weasley tradition and have a lot of kids, and she wasn’t getting any younger. She sighed, looking at Harley who was curled up under Emmit. She wished Draco would hurry and get home, she wasn’t getting very impatient.

Just as she thought this, she heard a distinct pop and Draco appeared, standing not two feet away from her. “Hello, love,” he said smiling as he walked towards her and leaned down, placing at soft kiss on her lips. He lay down on the couch, placing his head in her lap.

“Make yourself comfortable,” she said, sarcastically, her hand immediately going to play with his hair. He laughed lightly as he kicked his shoes off over the edge of the couch. “How’s Blaise?”

“Same as usual, Hannah was there, you should have come.”

“Was she? That’s nice…” Ginny said, half listening, still thinking of how to ask him.

“You alright, Gin? You’ve seemed kind of distant this whole week.”

“Well, I’ve been thinking…”

“Oh? That’s new,” he said, grinning.

Ginny tugged on a piece of his silvery blonde hair. “Seriously…”

“What were you thinking about?”

“Us…”

“What about us?”

“About us like…where are we going? Where will we be in two years? Right here…boyfriend and girlfriend?”

“What’s wrong with that?”

“What’s wrong with that?” Ginny repeated, “Don’t you want anything more than that, Draco? I mean…we can’t stay boyfriend and girlfriend forever.”

“What are you suggesting?”

Ginny gritted her teeth, wondering when he had become so stupid. “Marriage, Draco. Something more in life. To get married, to have kids! Draco, I want it all.”

Draco sat up and turned to face her, “You can’t always have everything you want, Ginny.”

“What’s that supposed to mean? You don’t want to marry me?”

“It’s not that I don’t want to marry you, Gin. I’ve thought about this a lot too, believe me…I just can’t.”

“Why? What’s stopping you? It’s not like you have an arranged marriage or anything,” she paused for a moment before gasping, “Oh, God, Draco you don’t, do you!? It’s not to Pansy Parkinson is it?”

“No, of course not.” He said, glaring at her for thinking that.

“Thank God,” she said, taking a deep breath. “Then why, Draco? You can’t see yourself married to someone like me?”

“Ginny, stop, don’t think that…you’re absolutely perfect.”

“Then what’s the fucking problem, Draco!” She shouted, causing Emmit to bark and stand up.

“I can’t explain it Ginny, and I don’t want to.” He stood up from the couch and starting walking away.

“Why not, Draco? Where are you going?” She shouted to his retreating back.

“Stop asking so many damn question, I’m going out…I’ll be back when I’m back.” He said, grabbing a jacket and walking out the front door. He knew what he had just done wasn’t right at all, but he didn’t want to talk about this. He didn’t like to admit he was insecure to anyone, and he didn’t want to start now.

Ginny sat on the couch, her head in her hands as she started crying. She heard Emmit trotting over to her, trying to move her hands away from her face with his nose. “Emmit, no.” She said, laying back on the couch and turning on her side so her back was facing him. She couldn’t believe what had just happened. The conversation had gone how she wanted it to in any way. They hadn’t even talked for a complete ten minutes before Draco left. Emmit barked softly behind her before lying down next to the couch.

Ginny couldn’t possibly think of what would make Draco so mad that he wouldn’t want to marry her. He had even said she was perfect. Maybe she was just destined to be alone for the rest of her life. She didn’t know how long she had lain on the couch crying, but when she woke up she was in Draco’s bed, but he was nowhere to be found.

And when the world is on its knees with me its fine

And when I come to the rescue I do it for you time after time

Everybody seems to be getting what they need where’s mine?

Coz you’re what I need so badly

But I’m anything but ordinary

Ordinary - Train

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Gosh, that is incredibly short, I’m so sorry! I know I haven’t updated in two months, but ah…new computer, no Microsoft word and…I didn’t know what to write. Now I do though! This is short because I just wanted something to get up to you all quickly. I’ll start on the next chapter and hopefully have it out much sooner! I’ll have updates on my livejournal, but its friends only, hehe. Add me and I’ll add you! www.livejournal.com/users/xxchammysaidxx. There’s that, and so, add me, please! And we can be LJ friends till the very end =P Thanks for all the reviews, you guys rock! I love you all!

That’s So Raven

Disclaimer: I own nothing but the plot and other things you don’t recognize!

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 Thirteen: Over

I can’t live without you
Can't breathe without you

I dream about you

Honestly, tell me that its over
Because the world is spinning and I'm still living
It wont be right if were not in it together
Tell me that it's over

Draco walked back into Malfoy Manor at about 6:00. When he left, he didn’t know where he was going and so he basically walked around aimlessly for a few hours, thinking everything over. Normally, he would have gone to Blaise to talk about something, but this wasn’t a situation where he could do that. When he’d finally decided to come back home, he had no idea where he was and apparated to the front doors of the Manor.

Upon walking in Emmit immediately ran up to him, barking, “Quiet, Emmit,” he said softly, not wanting to wake Ginny up if she was still asleep. He walked into the living room, knowing that she was in there. He kneeled by the couch and placed a hand on her cheek, Gods Malfoy, she’s the one person you really care about and you might have just fucked it all up. He thought bitterly to himself.

He picked Ginny up, and started on his long trip upstairs. It was a bit of a hassle, but he eventually made it up the stairs and to his room. He lay her down on the bed before pulling the covers up and over her. He kissed her softly on the head and turned around, walking back out the room.

He didn’t know what to do to make this up to her, buy her something nice…but Ginny wasn’t the type of girl to forgive him for buying something nice. Another reason why he loved her. Though he knew later on in their life he’d pay for that, after any rows he wouldn’t be sleeping in their bed.

Draco walked into the kitchen and leaned against the counter, thinking. He wanted to marry Ginny, didn’t he? Why not, right? He loved her, and no one else. What was holding him back from taking him the next step, then?

“Lonnie!” Draco barked out, in his old, commanding tone.

There was a distinct pop and Lonnie was right in front of him, “Yes, Master?”

“I need your help with something…”

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Ginny woke up, feeling someone shaking her. Rubbing at her eyes, she saw Lonnie on the bed, smiling now that she was awake. She looked around, not seeing Draco anywhere. She sighed; she hadn’t expected him to be back so soon. She vaguely wondered who had brought her here, but figured it had been Lonnie.

“Master Malfoy is wanting Missus awake.” Lonnie said, in her small voice, “He is wanting you to meet him out back by 8 ‘O’ clock.”

Ginny scoffed, “I think I’d rather stay in tonight.”

“Missus, this is very important. You must come now.”

“I don’t have to do anything I don’t want to, Lonnie. You can tell Master Malfoy that I’m too busy, packing my bags.” She really didn’t know what she was saying, or why she taking this all out on Lonnie.

A look of terror came over Lonnie’s face, “Missus isn’t thinking of leaving us, is she? Missus, you mustn’t do that. You are Lonnie’s only friend.”

Ginny sighed, looking down at the house elf. “Look, Lonnie, I’m sorry but you can tell Draco that I don’t want to go out back tonight.”

Lonnie nodded, sadly. “Yes, missus.” She snapped her fingers and disappeared.

Ginny lay down on the bed, wondering why Draco would want her out back. She shrugged it off and rolled over on the bed.

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Draco sat at a table he had set it up on their hill, tapping a finger on the table top. He kept listening for sounds of her approaching, but heard nothing. He knew it had to be past 8:00 now. He heard a pop, too soft to be a human apparating. “Lonnie?”

“Master Malfoy, the missus is saying she won’t be coming down tonight.”

Draco gritted his teeth, and took a deep breath, “Why not?”

“She isn’t wanting to, and she is wanting to pack her bags! Master, you must do something about this.”

Draco would have laughed, had the situation been something different. Here was his house elf, telling him to do something. “I can’t, Lonnie, she won’t change her mind.”

Draco put his hands in his hands, knowing he’d bottled this all up. There was no one else to blame, besides him. “Is there something Lonnie can do?”

“No, Lonnie, I’m afraid there isn’t.”

Lonnie nodded sadly before snapping her fingers and returning to the kitchen.

Draco sat back in the chair, tossing his sunglasses off, not minding, not caring, where they landed. His ears perked up at the sound of someone walking on the grass. “Ginny? Is that you? I was beginning to think you’d stood me up.”

“I was planning to.” Ginny replied, he always knew it was her. “But I figured I’d hear whatever bullshit you had to say. It’ll be nothing new, hearing someone lie to me.”

“What I have to say is not bullshit, okay? I’m sorry about what happened earlier, I feel awful about it.”

“You should,” she said softly, glaring at him. She didn’t know herself why she was being so rude. She’d walked up the hill and saw the table set up, with two candles, two wine glasses, two plates. It looked so romantic, but she wasn’t in the mood to be romanced.

“Ginny, I’ve thought so much about what you said earlier, I’ve thought about it even before you brought it up.” He started, “and no matter what commitment we’re talking about whether it is marriage, or having children, it always comes back to one thing.”

“That you’re blind?” He nodded. “But why? That shouldn’t even matter to you. It doesn’t matter to me, my family, Blaise, to anyone. You’re still Draco Malfoy, if you have your sight or not.” She then asked curiously, “but, how does that stop you from marrying me?”

“Because, Gin, I don’t want to burden you with my problem.”

“Burden me? Draco, it’s not a burden, caring for you. I hardly even take care of you, you can do everything on your own.”

“But would you want to spend the rest of your life like this? Knowing I can’t see you or even our kids? I don’t…”

“The surgery, the potions, Draco…you could do that.”

Stubbornly, he shook his head, no. “This is my curse my burden, and I’ve learned to live with it. I don’t want to place it upon you either. And children? I’d never get to see what my kids looked like, Ginevra. Everything would be so much better if you found someone new. Someone that would be able to see how beautiful you’d look walking down the isle…or how your kids would look just like the both of you.”

“You don’t mean that,” she said, her eyes beginning to water.

“I don’t want you with anybody else, but I don’t mess anything up.”

“You brought me out here to tell me this? Over some fancy dinner, when you might as well just written it in a letter with my last pay check. Was I ever even your girlfriend? Or just your caretaker that you liked to shag?”

“It’s not like that, Ginny.”

“Well, that’s the impression I got.” She said, sniffling, “You love me, don’t you?”

“I do, Gods, Gin, you’ll never know how much.” His heart stopped for a beat, hearing her sniffle. He hated making her cry. “Don’t cry…” He said, for a lack of anything better to say.

“Don’t cry?” She repeated, an eyebrow arched, “The man that I love and supposedly loves me back is basically telling me to fuck off! How can I not cry!?”

“I’m not telling you to fuck off, anything but that.” He said, rubbing his temples, “Ginny, I hardly know what I’m saying…I’ve never met anyone that I even considered marrying, and with you, I want nothing more than to do that.”

“Then do it! We don’t even have to have a wedding, Draco…”

“I couldn’t do that to your family, they want to see you get married.” He said, slowly standing from his chair and walking over to Ginny. Reaching out, he placed his hands on her faced and wiped away her tears. “Stop crying,” he leaned forward and kissed her lightly, “I love you.”

“Malfoy, you’re so confusing. I can hardly keep my emotions in check right now, but you…first you don’t want to marry me and now you do…well you do, don’t you?”

Draco hated being the one to make Ginny cry, over something sad. He thought that this would be better for her, she could move on with her life, and not have to help him out for the rest of her life. Though that didn’t matter, right? They both loved it each other, that’s all that does matter.

“I never said I didn’t want to marry you,” he told her, “but yes…I would have to murder whomever else you would have married. And I love you too much to let you get away.”

Ginny stood up and wrapped her arms around him, “I love you too,” she said softly, pulling back only to kiss him. “So, does this mean we’re engaged?”

“I haven’t even proposed yet,” he said, already racking his brains for special things that he could do.

Ginny nervously bit her bottom lip, a bit thankful that he couldn’t see her doing it. She’d always dreamt about how she would be proposed to. Down to the last detail, she’d had a fairy tale dream of it. But right now, it didn’t matter so much. “I don’t need any of that Draco, just as long as I have you…I don’t need a fancy proposal.”

He just nodded his head before leaning down to kiss her. “We should head back in.”

My tears are turning into time
I've wasted trying to find a reason for goodbye

Over by Lindsay Lohan

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I hope this chapter is at least a little bit longer. Don’t hate me for the ending but yes. This fic is coming to an ending very soon! I think I may have little one shot snippets of things and all that jazz so yeah, once again my live journal username is xxchammysaidxx or just www.livejournal.com/users/xxchammysaidxx go there. Friends only ;). I hope you enjoyed this chapter, don’t forget to review! Big thanks to my Beta Patty!

That’s So Raven

Disclaimer: I own nothing but the plot and other things you don’t recognize!

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

Epilogue: What Dreams Are Made Of

Have you ever seen such a beautiful night?

I could almost kiss the stars, for shining bright

When I see you smile and I go

Oh, Oh, Oh

I would never want to miss this

Coz in my heart, I know what this is

Hey now, Hey now

This is what dreams are made of

Hey now, Hey now

This is what dreams are made of

I’ve got somewhere I belong

I’ve got somebody to love

This is what dreams are made of

Ginny rolled over in the bed, rubbing her eyes before she opened them. She looked at the spot on the bed next to her, finding it empty. She pouted slightly, today was her Birthday and Draco wasn’t even there when she woke up. It was well into the afternoon, so she couldn’t really have expected him to wait until…she glanced at the clock, 1:30 PM for her to wake up. She pushed the covers off of her and walked out of their room, hoping to find him somewhere around the Manor.

Ginny checked his office and the living room first; he wasn’t in either of those. She walked into the kitchen next, thinking that maybe he was making breakfast for her or something. Though she didn’t smell any food cooking as she walked, she still had her hopes up as she walked to the kitchen. She frowned when she saw no Draco, but a tray of food on the table with a note on it.

Gin,

Had to go into Diagon Alley for something.

Draco

“That’s it!? That’s all I get? A lousy note…” she thought to herself, willing herself not to cry, over something as small as this. She picked at some of the food on the tray, not really in the mood for eating. Finally giving up she stood from the table and walked back up the stairs to take a shower.

Upon getting out of the shower she walked to her closet and pondered what to wear. She decided on a ruffled white skirt with blue flowers on it and a blue top to go with it. Just because she was turning twenty-four didn’t mean she couldn’t dress like she was seventeen. Surprisingly, the clothes still fit and looked good on her.

As she was brushing her hair she sat on her bed, lightly petting Harley. She noticed a piece of parchment lying under him and gently pulled it out.

Gin,

Got back early, you were in the shower and I didn’t want to bother you. If you want to see me, I’ll be at The Burrow.

Draco

She smiled, brushing out her hair and placing a drying spell on it. She grabbed her wand from her nightstand and quickly apperated to The Burrow. Seconds later she appeared in the Kitchen of The Burrow, looking around for any sign of Draco. “Happy Birthday, Gin!”

Ginny turned around, “Thank you, Ron…have you seen Draco?”

“He came by earlier, but I think he’s gone now.”

“Are you serious?” She asked, this had to be some sort of joke.

“Yeah, he wanted me to give you this,” Ron said, setting the carton of milk he had been drinking from down so he could reach into his pocket. He pulled out a small piece of parchment and handed it to her. “Mum and Dad are out at the moment, they want you to stop my later too, if you can.”

“Alright,” she said, a little sad that no one was here on her birthday. She looked down on the parchment that read:

Ginny

Are you getting ticked off? Sorry, love, but you were taking too long and I had to make a stop at Blaise’s. Find me there.

She calmly took her wand out again and apperated to the Zabini Estate. “Blaise!” She yelled, not sure where the hell she was in his house.

She heard a door down the hall open and Blaise walked out, “’lo, Gin! Happy 24^th Birthday!” He said, smiling widely at her.

“Thanks,” she said a half smile on her face. “Where’s Draco? And if you tell me he isn’t here, I will hex you into next week!”

“Well he was here, but then he went with Hannah to go get something, not sure what.” Ginny glared at him, pulling her wand out, “Woah, chill out, I’m sure they’ll be back any minute.”

Ginny spun around as soon as she heard a popping noise, “Draco Malfoy!”

“No, but close. Hannah.” Ginny tried her best to smile, a getting a little fed up with Draco and his tricks. “Happy Birthday, Gin.”

“Thank you, Hannah. Would you mind telling me where my fiancé is?” She asked sweetly.

Hannah had a big grin on her face as she passed Ginny something. Ginny looked down, another piece of parchment, “Bloody hell, I will strangle that man when I find him!” She looked down at the tiny piece of parchment that simply said:

Paris?

Ginny felt a tug at her navel and the next thing she knew, she was in Paris, right next to the Eiffel Tower. She glanced at her watch, it was already 4:00, well 5:00 here in Paris, and it was steadily getting dark. If she didn’t find Draco soon she would just give up.

“Ginny? Ginevra?” She spun around, glaring at the person who spoke.

“Where the hell is Malfoy?” The man simply pointed to the Eiffel Tower, “He’s up there?” He nodded, “Are you sure? Because if I get up there and there is another note…” she shook her head, not bothering to finish her sentence.

Ginny walked closer and closer to the Eiffel Tower, she and Draco hadn’t gone this close to it when it was there. “Erm, excuse me…but how do I…get to the top?

“You ‘ave to vait in line.”

“How long is the wait?”

“Deux heures.”

“Two hours?” Ginny frowned, clearly frustrated. “Merci,” she said before walking to the end of the line, impatiently waiting the two hours she was told it was take.

Her feet got tired somewhere after the first hour, and she couldn’t keep herself from continuously sighing. Half an hour later it was her turn to ride the elevator up. Her stomach starting churning for two reasons, being up so high, and the thought of finally seeing Draco.

She wondered when she had become this way, giddy whenever she was going to see him. She closed her eyes tightly, the view was beautiful, but she didn’t want to risk anything by watching it. They finally reached the top, and she quickly stepped off the Elevator, looking around the top for Draco.

She spotted the hand of silvery, blond hair that she could recognize from anywhere. She walked up to him and he turned around before she could get a word out, “You made it.” He said, leaning down and kissing her lightly on the lips.

“Finally, you prick,” she said, hitting him on the arm slightly.

Draco grinned, “You love me,” he said, presenting her with a red rose that came out of nowhere.

Ginny’s eyes lit up, even though she was a Witch, she always loved seeing wand less Magic. It just seemed so much more real. “I do,” she said, taking the rose and holding it in her hands as she looked up at him.

“I love you too,” he said, softly.

Ginny gasped, feeling the rose slip from her fingers, she immediately moved down to catch it. Though when it was safely in her hands again, it was no longer a rose, but a black velvet box. “D-Draco, what is this?”

“Open it,” he said, smiling.

She slowly opened the box, placing a hand over her mouth when she saw what was inside it. It was a ring, with a silver band, a princess-cut center diamond, accented with smaller princess-cut side diamonds.

Draco took the box from her hand before steadily getting down on one knee, “Ginevra Molly Weasley, I love you, so much, and will continue to do so until the day I die. Will you do me the honor of becoming Mrs. Draco Malfoy?”

“My God, how could I say no? Yes, yes, yes!” She squealed, holding out her left hand, shaking as he felt her pinky then moved over a finger and slid the ring on. “It’s beautiful,” She pulled him up and into a passionate kiss, so wrapped up in him that she didn’t hear any of the people around them clapping. She pulled back from the kiss, in tears, “I told you, you didn’t have to do all of this.”

“What kind of husband would I be if I didn’t?” He smiled, leaning down to kiss her again.

Have you ever wondered what life was about?

You could search the world and never figure it out

You don’t have to sail all the oceans

No, No, No

Happiness is no mystery its:

Here and now, it’s you and me

Then I see you smile and I go

Oh, Oh, Oh

Yesterday my life was duller

Now everything’s Technicolor

What Dreams are made of – Hilary Duff

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Don’t ask about the song for this chapter =P Watched the movie on HBO, and I liked the performance at the end ha-ha, call me a dork if you want. But I’m a dork that finally finished this fic! And I hope you all enjoyed reading it as much as I enjoyed writing and reading all of your reviews! It nearly took a year to finish this! And it’s not that long, sorry laziness got the best of me. I may have one-shots from later on in their life, or something of the like.

Sorry it’s short! I know the last few chapters have been. But I’ve sort of run out of ideas to write about. So don’t tell me how short it is in your review =P Plus, I suck at writing wedding scenes and I think this is a good place to end it. You can make up in your head their happy ending. Maybe I’ll do an Epilogue but I make no promises! Credit for the ring description goes to Kay Jewelers. Be sure to look out for my next fic, “Summer Abroad: Carpe Diem” another D/G fic! Thanks to my Beta, Patty. And Virginia for her wonderful assistants! I wuv you! Don’t forge to review ya’ll! I love your reviews and I love you!! Thanks for sticking with this story the whole way through, those of you that did, you’re awesome!

That’s So Raven

Because I love you all, here is a tiny snippet from Summer Abroad: Carpe Diem. It’s my first fic that I’m writing in first person, so bare with me:

I didn’t know much about my father besides they had a daughter, my age, named Tymora, and a son who was about eighteen, named Devon. I could hardly wait to meet them, and only hoped that we would have things in common. My host parents’ names are Nicolette and Benjamin Leahy. I can hardly stop the butterflies fluttering through my stomach, and I haven’t even left the house yet!

I had already decided that the time I spent in Ireland would be the time of my teenage life. Carpe Diem, Seize the Day. My current motto and I was determined to live by it. I won’t care what people thing of me, because they don’t know me. I shouldn’t know anyone there, unless they attend Hogwarts, which would be by a long shot, but you never know.