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Summary: Ginny tries to cope with what see thinks she has seen. Ron puts his foot in it, again!
Chapter 3: Secrets and Tempers.
Ginny rushed out of Snakebite, tears threatening her eyes, Draco's hands still burning on her body. She stared
wildly around, looking for a flash of platinum. Had it been real? It has felt real, but she had thought about this,
dreamed about this for soon long, had she imagined it?
"Ginny! What the hell are you doing? You know it's not safe to be outside on your own!" Mel grabbed her
arm, spinning the red-haired round to face her. Mel's anger melted at the look on Ginny's face.
"What happened?" she asked quietly, but with a sense of urgency, it was a long time since she had seen this
stricken pale face that was now staring back at her.
"Draco…" was the only thing Ginny managed.
"What? Where? Merlin Ginny, what's going on?!" But Mel knew she wasn't going to get any sense at of
her best friend. She needed to get her some where safe. Grabbing hold of Ginny's wrist she dragged her to the Leaky
Cauldron.
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They flooed to the Burrow as Mel didn't trust Ginny not to splinch herself in this kind of state. Molly Weasley was
humming to herself as she cleared the kitchen after supper.
"Molly, Help!" Mel panted as she tumbled out of the fire place, trying to support a dazed Ginny.
"Gods, what happened?!" Molly gasped, quickly moving across the room to help Melanie get her daughter into a
chair.
"I don't know. We were in Snakebite, it was absolutely packed. I lost Ginny in the crowd for a while, then saw
her run outside, so I went after her and found her in this state!" it was Obvious to Molly that Mel was getting
quite upset at this point. Mel looked like she was about to say something but Molly turned to Ginny.
"Ginny, dear, it's mum. What happened?" the soothing tone that had worked so well with all her children
suddenly sparked tears in the younger redhead's eyes. Molly looked stricken as the tears poured freely down her
daughter's face.
"Molly you don't understand! I've only gotten one word of sense out of her since we got out of the
club!" Molly turned round to look at the young girl. "Molly she said 'Draco'." Molly gasped
reaching out for her daughter.
"Ginny, tell me what you saw." Ginny looked into her mothers eyes, finally registering exactly where she was.
Her face crumpled and she sobbed into her mother's shoulder. She managed to get out various disjointed comments
out, but her mother just made soothing sounds calming her only daughter.
"Melanie, would you please go and fetch Arthur, I think you'll need to floo him at the ministry." Mel
quickly walked over to the fire place, removing a small amount of powder from the flower pot next to the grate, she
throw it into fire, causing the flames to turn green. Molly watched as she stuck her head in the fire for several
minutes, withdrawing it with a sign.
"He's on his way now." She had barely finished the sentence when Mr Weasley appeared next to his wife and daughter in the kitchen. Molly let go of her Ginny, letting Arthur pull her into an embrace.
"Daddy?" She whispered.
"Sssh, that's right I'm here now. Come on, let's get you upstairs." He pulled her to her feet. He looked quizzically at his wife but she shook her head, indicating she would talk about this later.
Arthur led her upstairs, through the familiar corridors, to her old room. He pushed her towards the bed. A faint smile crossed her lips at the sight of her old room; her mother still hadn't been able to change it, even though she moved out months ago. She lay down on the comfortable single bed, on the old duvet and blanket, falling asleep to the soothing voice of her father.
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Ginny awoke early, wondering for moment where she was. Then the various scents of a breakfast on a scale only Molly Weasley could create wafted into her room. She sat up, only then realising she had the mother of all headaches. Wincing at the movement she lifted the covers back when suddenly the events of last night came back to her - Draco! Headache forgotten she jumped up and ran down the rickety staircase.
Her father and Ron sat at the breakfast table. Mr Weasley was reading the Daily Prophet, trying and failing to eat a piece of toast at the same time. Ron was hoovering eggs and bacon so fast one would have though he hadn't eaten in days!
Ginny smiled at the scene, it was as if nothing ever changed in the Burrow, not matter what was going on in the outside world you could rely on the Burrow staying the same. Then she noticed the angry look her mother threw at Ron, one he was trying to ignore, unsuccessful.
"Morning." She said, sitting down opposite her brother. Her Father said "Good Morning" were as Ron had to wave due to the danger opening his mouth may have caused.
"Oh, Morning Ginny dear. Did you sleep well? We didn't wake, did we dear? You still look a little peaky, are feeling alright?" Molly's face was etched with concern. Ginny knew she was going to have to nip her mother's fussing in the bud before she got on a roll.
"Yes, thank you. No you didn't. I feel fine, starving but fine!" her mother's look of concern turned into one of horror at the thought of some one (especially one of her own) going hungry in her house.
"Oh of course dear, what do you want, anything at all!" Molly was already bustling around gathering breakfast foods and placing them in front of Ginny.
"Oh Scrambled egg would be great." Ginny said smiling sweetly at her mother. When Molly turned her back to start making Ginny's breakfast, Ron raised an eyebrow.
"Scrambled egg? You always the one having a go at us for making Mum make a cooked breakfast when there's toast and cereal. Do the words Pot, Kettle and black mean anything to you?" Ron hissed across the table.
"So Ron, what's going with Luna? I wonder where she got to the other night, she wasn't in her flat when I
popped-," Ron kicked her unceremoniously under table. She glared at him until he brought his hands up in a sign of
mock surrender. Ginny smiled sweetly at him as her mother placed the plate of eggs in front of her, two door stops of
toast on either side. Turning to her father she asked the question she had wanted to ask all breakfast.
"Is there anything about Draco in there Dad?" Ron looked up at her then her Mother very quickly. Ginny
ignored him, concentrating on her father.
"No dear, but-," but Mrs Weasley cut him off.
"Maybe you should be asking you brother!!" This was met by incredulously stares from both her children. Ron groaned at his Mother as Ginny rounded on him.
"If you dare tell me you knew that he was back and you didn't think to tell me…" she said this in a deathly quiet tone. Ron shrank back slightly, he had already experience the wrath of one Weasley woman today; he didn't want to repeat that so soon.
"Now hold on Ginny, let him explain first." Her father placed a hand on her forearm, instantly calming her.
Mr Weasley knew his son was very young and had a lot to learn about women, he would need a helping hand in this
situation, especially since it was not one but two woman he had to placate.
Ginny sat very still, watching her brother's ears start to go pink.
"I saw him a couple of days ago. I don't know exactly when or why his come back. I wanted to find out what he wanted before I told you Gin. When I talked to Harry-," Mr Weasley winced.
"Harry Knew?!" Ginny exploded. "Well isn't that just bloody typical. I suppose Hermione knows too,
all the dream team must be informed before Ginny knows anything!!! If fact why didn't you just take out a sodding
Ad in the Daily Prophet as no one tells me anything, you secret would have been quite safe! "Draco Malfoy's
back but don't tell Ginny!"
"I DIDN'T TELL ANY ONE ELSE!" Ron's temper was flaring now. "What was I supposed to do Gin, he buggers off for over a year, breaking my little sister's heart on the way, going Merlin knows where, with Merlin knows who! The turns up out of the blue! I didn't want you to get hurt again!"
"Well Congratulations on failing miserably once again! I got hurt Ron! I'm not four for God's sake! When are you going to stop with this stupid over protective thing? I can look after myself, contrary to popular belief!"
"OH really?" Ron had now gone bright red. "I seem to remember having to save you from a group of death eaters in the first battle!"
"Ron!" Mrs Weasley gasped.
"Er, Ron…" Mr Weasley had gotten to his feet, as had Ron and Ginny. But Ginny got in there first.
"That was Draco and you know that! You should be thanking him! But no, because of some stupid school rivalry that you refuse to grow out of makes you as pig headed as ever!"
"Who brought him back last time from Moorefield?!" Ron was now yelling. Ginny stared at him.
"What the hell is he talking about?" Ginny whispered glancing at her parents.
Ron glanced quickly at his mother.
"That's enough!" Mr Weasley said firmly. "Ron, go to work. Ginny eat your breakfast."
"What are you talking about?" Ginny asked quietly. Ron looked at his father.
"Look Ginny this is not the time to be discussing this. It is something you have to talk to Draco about ok? Now Ron you really must go to work, you going to be late as it is." He looked firmly at his son, who was now looking horrified that he had let one of the family's biggest secrets slip out like that. "Ginny go up stairs and get dressed. I suggest you try and find Draco today, if it's not to upsetting for you." Ginny was still staring at Ron.
"Ron?" he looked sheepishly at her.
"Dad's right Ginny. Malfoy has to be the one to tell you."
"Tell me what!" Ron smiled slightly at her and disapparated.
Ginny swung round to look at her parents. "What haven't you told me?!"
"Go and get dressed Ginny, you can come to the ministry with me, I'm sure someone in the Auror department will now what's going on."
Ginny looked at him and sighed; it was obvious she wasn't going to get anything out of her father. She turned on her heels and went to get dressed. Suddenly a nervous excitement started in her. She was going to find Draco.
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Author's Note; Thanks to the readers who left reviews, as I said before this story is finished, with a sequel being written at the moment. Questions shall be answer from the next chapter more, so come back! Lol thanks Azure xxx