a/n- here's the much awaited chapter two. Hope you enjoy reading it. I'm so glad everyone liked the first chapter, since it really sets the mood. There will be flashbacks at regular intervals in this story, and they will be in italics.
My greatest Thanks to my beta reader fallenwitch.
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Ginny growled as her high heels created a loud, irritating sound on the posh tiled floor of the famous Muggle hotel she had just entered. Everywhere around her people were either rushing to or from some importance place. The Italian marble floor, the velvet curtains, and high chandeliers added a touch of grand elegance to the hotel's interior.
Her shoes continued to make an irritating sound as Ginny tried hard to walk without making it. As a toddler, the sound of high heels on the tiled floor fascinated her. Today, however, the sound was just plain annoying.
She was aware that her entrance turned quite a few heads but modesty always came naturally. So she ignored the many jealous glances the receptionist threw her way. She was in a rush now. Her self-reflecting took more time than she intended to give it, and she knew Richard and Ron would be mad for making them wait so long. Keeping her head held high, she continued walking.
Although familiar with most Muggle hotels, in this one she was quite frankly lost. The receptionist, after taking a quick look at her, directed her to the Ballroom. The instructions seemed simple: take a left then a right followed by another right. She frantically looked around, squinting hard to find a sign she might have ignored. The one which would give her directions to reach the Banquet Hall. Then she was to take the elevator to the 13th floor and then she forgot the instructions that came later.
She stood, rooted to the spot, trying to remember where to go. She looked very strange indeed, standing in the middle of the hall, while sophisticated people passed by with polite nods. Oh, how she hated those types, snobby people who acted as if she were not worth their time.
"Okay, keep your cool Ginny. This isn't as weird as it looks," she told herself softly. "Where in the world am I?" Inspite of desperate attempts to stop them, the words formulated in her mouth.
"Wouldn't it be better if you ask your fiancé that?" came a voice from behind her. "Looks like he forgot about you."
A frown made its way to her brow. This couldn't be him, could it? She took a deep breath, made a quick turn, lost her balance, and landed spectacularly in the arms of the infamous Draco Malfoy.
"What a nice way to greet old friends." He smirked, staring down at her.
Ginny's head buzzed; Draco's intoxicating smell was making her dizzy and so was his proximity. The lost years and days of heated passion all formed a haze in her head. The pleasure of his recognition and the disgust at his past behavior made Ginny nauseous.
Suddenly her head felt like it was spinning in a million circles, and as she closed her eyes, she could feel herself slipping into unconsciousness in his arms.
"Shit!" cursed Draco loudly .A passing Muggle lady made a rude face at him as the swear word bounced off the walls around. He gave her an apologetic nod, before quietly placing an arm around Ginny's back and another below her knees. He picked her up with ease.
Her weight was the least of his worries at the moment. He knew he still had the same effect on her that he'd had back at Hogwarts. He anticipated as much.
He hadn't expected her to faint though or feel the same turmoil within himself, though. Her intoxicating smell still made him want to hold her tightly and never let go. He could still look into her deep eyes and get lost in them.
Hell, he didn't want their first meeting after so many years to start like this!
During the time they spent apart, he read about her rise from a mere intern at St Mungo's to the head of the Cardiac Centre. He had also read about her infamous and boring love life in the reports of the detective agency he had hired to keep a tab on her.
Then his world of false hope and security fell apart. She was engaged to anotherr man. She was getting married, and he wouldn't have a chance to explain his actions or apologize for all the hurt and the pain. But above all, he would lose his only chance of ever having the most amazing thing in his life- Ginny.
At first he was too stunned to react, but when he'd seen a photograph of Richard and Ginny holding hands on the front page of The Daily Prophet, he realized that he had really messed up.
He tried very hard to forget her, to write her off as a thing of the past. But nothing, nothing could get the vision of her face out of his eyes.
It was then that Draco made a fast decision. He would find her and explain things, if she gave him the chance to.
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A/n - thank-you for reading. Now review.
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