A/N: Hee. Here's the second part-and the end.
Disclaimer: Still don't own anything.
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BLIND
Part II -- Love is Blind
By VirtualFaerie
"You're a Weasley," he said more of a statement than a question.
"Yes," she answered slowly, almost afraid of what was to come.
"I can't believe you lied to me," he said. He looked up at her, his eyes weren't dazed, they were clear-cut and looking at her sharply. She felt like a knife and been shoved through her heart just from his look. He was angry. "You took advantage of my...my blindness and lied."
"I only did it because I didn't think you'd give me a chance if you'd known who I really was," she tried to explain. She fell back into an armchair, feeling like she needed to curl up into a tiny ball and just disappear.
He shook his head in disbelief. "Were you ever going to tell me?" he asked.
"Yes," she said. "I couldn't ever find a time though. What was I supposed to do? Just out of the blue say, 'Oh, and my name isn't really Jenny, it's Ginny. I'm Ginny Weasley'?" She asked, feeling her face heat up.
"How do I know I can trust you?" he asked harshly. "You said you loved me--was that a lie too?"
Ginny's eyebrows shot up. "No! No, I would never lie about that. It was true. It still is true. I love you."
"You sure have an odd way of showing it," he said. "You've been lying to me from the beginning."
"Only my name," Ginny protested.
He arched an eyebrow. "You didn't tell the truth when you told me how you looked."
"That would have given my name away," she argued. She felt like this was a pointless argument, it seemed no matter what she said it would never be right. She could see where he was coming from, but had hoped maybe he would be more forgiving, after all, he'd said he loved her too. They'd been together for so long. She didn't want it to be ruined because of a mistake she made at the very beginning--she hadn't even thought it would go this far then.
Ginny willed him to see the love that she hoped was evident in her eyes. She wanted him to believe her. "Would you have still asked me out if you'd known who I really was?" she ventured. She didn't know how he would respond to this question--because, despite living with him, and dating him for months, she wasn't quite sure on his views of the wizarding world. Had he let go of past prejudices, or was he still holding onto them with his Malfoy dignity? There was no way to be certain considering she hadn't subjected herself to his prejudices until now and even now it hadn't been intentional.
Draco looked back up at her a blinked. He took in her appearance fully--looking, seeing what he had been with for the past three months of his life. He was seeing the woman who he had fallen in love with, who had accepted him despite his blindness--other women hadn't been so forgiving of that defect, even if it could be cured eventually. He wanted to forgive her, he wanted to take her into his arms and assure her that even though he was mad as hell at her for lying to him, he could still love her. He could still love her even with her Weasley background and different beliefs. But he felt too betrayed to even think of telling her so. He had been lied to too many times in his life, by his father, his friends, and even his mother. She had lied to him too, how was he to know that she wouldn't turn around and hurt him as others had?
He looked into her dark brown eyes, they reminded him of melted chocolate--of warm, comforting hot chocolate, the kind that warmed your soul. Her large and doe-like eyes were framed with dark sooty lashes. She had tendrils of her dark red hair hanging in her face, and freckles sprinkled across her face. He could tell by the look in her eyes that she loved him. But her real name revealed a whole new person to him. What had she not told him, just because it might have provided some clue to who she really was?
He rubbed his temples and looked down at the floor. This certainly wasn't what he had been expecting to come home to. He had expected to come home and be able to gather "Jenny" up in his arms, and surprise her with his cured blindness. He had wanted to see her for so long.
"I need time to think about this," he said finally, after mulling through everything. He wasn't ready to forgive her.
He got up from his chair and grabbed his robes and wand, storming out of the apartment slamming the door behind him.
Ginny swallowed heavily, still staring at the closed door. She blinked, and two tears leaked out of her eyes and trekked down her cheeks. She didn't even bother to try and wipe them off before she leapt off of her chair and ran into her bedroom, locking the door behind her. She collapsed in her bed, crying. She didn't know what to do.
What was there for her to do besides sit and wait? Wait for him to think things through more thoroughly?
She could chase after him...try to persuade him to forgive her--Merlin knew she would try anything to get him to forgive her, she loved him enough. She pushed her face into her pillow, feeling the tears being soaked up by the pillowcase.
She would just have to give him time.
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Ginny sat in Hermione's kitchen, at the scrubbed table that reminded her so much of her mothers, nursing a mug of--ironically--hot chocolate. Hermione was sitting across the table from her, peering at her concernedly. Ginny had shown up at her doorstep not long ago, with her make-up smeared and her eyes red and puffy. Hermione had let her in--Ginny hadn't said a word--and made her hot chocolate.
"What's wrong?" Hermione asked tentatively.
Ginny sniffed. "You know how I told you I had a boyfriend I was living with?" she asked. Hermione nodded--it was the boyfriend that she wouldn't tell anyone anything about, not even his name. "And he was blind?" Yes, Hermione remembered that. She nodded again. "Well, he decided to surprise me, and came home with his eyes fixed."
Hermione furrowed her eyebrows, now she was confused. Wasn't Ginny supposed to be happy about this? What could he have done?
Ginny blinked slowly. "He was...Draco Malfoy--and I hadn't told him my real name when I first met him, because I wanted him to give me a chance." She looked at Hermione timidly. "You remember I had a crush on him during Hogwarts?"
"Yeah," she answered. Ron had almost blown Malfoy's head off when he'd heard. He thought that maybe Draco had slipped Ginny and love potion and was trying to use her to get at Harry. Hermione had been greatly amused, if not concerned that Ron would kill himself with high blood pressure.
"That's why I told him that my name was Jenny Wesley. He was blind from some hex his father had done--I wasn't expecting us to have a relationship that would go anywhere. I made a mistake." Ginny's lower lip trembled as she tried to suppress tears. She was sick of crying. "He came home not expecting me. Now he's angry--and...." She shook her head feebly and took a sip of her hot chocolate.
Hermione rubbed her forehead. Why did Ginny have to go and get involved with someone like Draco Malfoy? "What did he say?"
"He said he needed time to think," Ginny said. She looked at Hermione with hopeful eyes. But Hermione didn't know what to say. She didn't know the first thing about the inner workings of Draco Malfoy--she didn't know what she could possibly tell Ginny.
"Well," Hermione started slowly. "At least he didn't flat out say he wouldn't ever forgive you."
"Yeah..." she said. Ginny put her hot chocolate back on the table. "I'm sorry I bothered you."
"You're no bother!" Hermione protested.
Ginny shrugged. "I don't know. I just needed to...tell someone. Thanks for listening."
Hermione shook her head and gave Ginny a light hug. "It's alright. That's what friends are for, right?"
"Do you think that I can stay the night?" Ginny asked. "Just tonight?"
"Sure," said Hermione. "Stay as long as you need to."
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Ginny unlocked her apartment door, and pushed it open slowly. She stepped in and closed it behind her--able to see Draco sitting on the couch in the living room. His elbows were rested on his knees and his face was rested in his hands, he was looking at the floor. She almost wanted to turn back and leave--go back to Hermione's. But that wouldn't help the situation any--especially since he had already heard her come in--she could tell by the way that he had stiffened.
"Draco," she called out carefully.
He raised his head and looked at her expectantly. "Where have you been?" he asked coldly.
She lowered her eyebrows. "At Hermione's."
"What were you doing? Crying to her about how evil Draco is?" he said. His tone was sharp and biting. Bitter. He put on a high falsetto, "Oh poor me, I lied to Draco and now he hates me!" She didn't say anything--she kept her eyes on his face. After being with him so long she had learned to read his expressions--but not his eyes. They threw her off.
"I went because I need to go somewhere that didn't remind me of you." She paused and took a deep breath. "Look, Draco, I'm sorry. I really didn't mean to lie to you. To tell the truth, I didn't even think that we were going to be where we are now. I didn't think that I would have fallen in love with you."
"Do you always lie to the ones you love?" he asked bitterly. He could see her shift uncomfortably at the entrance of the living room. Her hair was mussed and her make-up smeared. But he had never thought she'd looked more beautiful--but then again he'd never really seen her before. Her eyes were wide and soft, begging for him to forgive her. But why should he hand it to her so easily?
"I'm sorry," she said again. "I know what I did was wrong. But I'm sorry. I can't go back and change what I did." She took a hesitant step towards him.
"Why?" he asked hoarsely. "How do I know that you won't lie to me again? How do I know that you aren't lying about other things?"
She swallowed. "You won't. You'll just have to trust me, there isn't anything else I can say."
"What's your trust to me? You've already blown it," he said harshly.
She felt her lower lip tremble slightly and tilted her head up to the ceiling, trying to keep the tears in that were threatening to fall. She sucked in a deep breath of air and looked back at him. "Draco," she said. "I'm fucking sorry!" she yelled pleadingly.
His eyes widened for a moment in surprise. "Ginny," he said slowly. "I just don't know what to think." He rested his head back in his hands, letting out a long sigh. "I just don't understand...why?"
"Because.... Like I said, I wanted you to give me a chance. I'd liked you during school and I thought that if I told you my real name that you wouldn't even give me that chance." Ginny felt like she had said this a billion times. "Please forgive me," she asked quietly. A single tear slipped out of her eye and slid slowly down her cheek.
He stood up from the couch, and crossed the span of the room until he stood in front of her. He cupped her face with his hands, wiping away the tear with the pad of his thumb.
"Please..." she said as barely a whisper before he covered her lips with his. His kiss wasn't as soft or gentle as they had been before. It was rough and impassioned -- all of the emotions he'd had came spilling out. Ginny was startled for a moment, first by the fact that he kissed her, and second, by the force of the kiss. His lips felt hot on hers, a pleasant tingle ran down her spine as one of his hands curled around the nape of her neck. She slid her hands onto his chest and leaned into him -- kissing him back as ardently as he was kissing her, trying to show him without words how sorry she was, and how much she loved him.
As Draco kissed her, he opened his eyes and looked at her. He wanted to see her while he was kissing her.
She pulled back slowly and looked him straight in the eye. She raked her teeth over her bottom lip nervously. "Draco...I do love you. Please know that I wouldn't do anything like that to hurt you purposely. I'm so sorry."
Draco looked at her. "Okay," he said softly, so softly she almost hadn't heard him. He leaned in and gave her a feather soft kiss, then rested his forehead on hers. "I love you, too." He paused and the corner of his mouth quirked up. He added, as an afterthought, "Ginny."
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A/N: Bwhahaha. Yes, that's the end. Nice little short fic. Only two chapters. ::sighs:: Just what the doctor ordered I think. Now I can go back to HSNT and ATCC. ::cheers:: Yay!
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