Chapter One: Best to Forget

OMG!!! I'm re-writing why, because I kind of forgot about it lol Some how it got lost among the rest of my stories and then I stopped writing completely. I went through, what I would call, a leave of absence for a year. But, I'm ready to start writing again!! So, this was one of my favorite stories in the universe while I was writing. Looking back, however, I made a lot of mistakes, so I shall re-write and change things a little. I hope all my original fans enjoy!!

Summary: "Now, tell me that I'm the bestest friend in the whole world. And, of course, that my hair is the coolest." Said an eight year old Draco to a seven year old Ginny. They knew each other and loved each other even though their families hated each other. Now, so many years later, can they escape from the past?

Disclaimer: No, sadly I don't own Harry Potter…Sniff...

A beautiful young girl of the age of seven went running through a large garden, giggling as a boy of a year older quickly ran after her. Her brilliant scarlet hair fell in soft ringlets upon her rosy cheeks, framing a pair of piercing chocolate eyes. Cherry lips were curved into a precious smile and a look of mischievous shinned in eyes as she glanced expectantly behind herself. The young boy had silver hair and steel gray eyes. His features were sharp, but curved in an oddly handsome way. As the two young children dashed through the large garden, the young boy kept trying his best to keep up with the giggling girl. Surprisingly dodging an enormous tree, the boy didn't miss the colorful flower bed however. Rolling onto the soft earth, the young boy collapsed face down in the elevated grass of the olive meadow. Glancing behind herself, the scarlet hair girl gasped softly as her eyes focused on her motionless friend on the ground. Coming to a quick stop, the girl quickly made her way to her fallen friend. Falling onto her knees, she placed both hands on his side and rolled him over. Still not responding to her, the young girl placed a tiny hand on his face. Bringing her face closer to his, she took a deep breath.

"Draco? Are you okay? Please tell me you're okay!" She spoke in a slightly raised voice, her chocolate eyes widening a little when he didn't move. Looking around herself, the scarlet hair girl wondered what she should. Maybe she should get her mum, but she would be furious. A soft mumble near her ear caught her attention and she turned her face towards Draco.

"Closer.." She barley made out what he said, but quickly followed his soft spoken command. Bringing her face closer to his, she turned her head to get a better idea of what he was saying. At that moment, however, the silver haired boy brought his head up and his lips connected with her cheek. The girl sat still for a moment, shocked, her face turning a deep crimson. The momentary shock didn't last forever, however. Pushing the grinning boy away, she stood brushing off her green skirt. Folding her arms across her chest, she sent Draco a death glare.

"Draco Malfoy, you idiot!" She hissed, as Draco's laughter grew. Stomping her foot and unfolding her arms, the young girl turned and walked away. Draco quickly stopped laughing, following the angry red head.

"Come on Ginny, it was just a joke! Please don't act like a spoiled child!" At his words, Ginny turned quickly around. Walking back to Draco, she place her hands on her hips.

"How dare you call me the spoiled one! At least I don't take an hour on my hair every morning." Ginny said, adding air quotations around the "every morning". At the mention of his hair, Draco turned a deep red. Grinning, the young girl turned and started walking back through the garden, a tall and colorful group of flowers catching her eye. Before she could make it to the flowers, small but strong arms wrapped themselves around her waist. Screeching, the young girl tried to wiggle out of the laughing boy's grip

"Yeah, well at least I'm not ticklish everywhere Cherry!" Draco put a strong emphasis on the everywhere part and before Ginny could protest, Draco had already turned her around, tickling her. Her soft laughter filled the air and before either of them realized, they were both rolling around on the grassy ground. Over flowers, small rocks, and weeds they rolled. After about ten minutes of his torturing, Ginny through her hands up in defeat.

"Okay…haha…I…haha…give…up!" She said between her giggling and Draco pushed himself up on his hands. Still laying on top of her, he flashed her one of his grins.

: "Now, tell me that I'm the bestest friend in the whole world. And, of course, that my hair is the coolest." Draco said, as the little girl sighed in frustration. Shaking her head, Ginny closed her mouth tightly. Noticing the challenge, the young boy started tickling Ginny's sides again. Trying to hold her mouth shut, tears brimmed her eyelids. This went on for about a minute, until finally she gave up.

"OKAY! You are the bestest friend in the world and I guess your hair is pretty cool. Are you happy now?" Ginny asked, eyes glowing at the smiling boy. Reaching down, Draco pinched the bridge of her nose.

"Yep!" He said and pulled himself off his friend. The young girl also pushed herself up, once again brushing off her skirt.

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"Ginny, breakfast!" A soft voice drifted into Ginny's subconscious, whisking away the beautiful dream. Well, beautiful memory as some would call it. Harsh sunlight pushed its way into her sore eyes and Ginny quickly pulled the covers over her head. Closing her eyes once again, Ginny sighed inward. It was just another dream about her childhood. She didn't know why she kept dreaming about him, maybe it was because she was about to go to Hogwarts again. Yeah, that had to be it. Every year around this time she had the oddest dreams of him.

"Ginerva, don't make me comp up there! We have to go shopping for school supplies and if you're not down in ten minutes you're going without any breakfast!" Groaning, Ginny tore the covers away from her face.

"Coming Mum!" Steamy air came in contact with her face and Ginny took a deep breath. The inviting smell of beacon and eggs swirled around in her nostrils and her stomach growled on its on account. All she wanted to do was lay in her bed forever, but it seemed her stomach had other plans. Pushing herself up, Ginny slid her feet on the wood floors. Warmth radiated through the cracks and Ginny couldn't suppress a grin. Making her way to her closet, Ginny grabbed a simple green blouse with yellow flowers and a black skirt with light green vines running up the side of her right leg. Pulling her fiery red hair into a lose pony tail, Ginny stared at her reflection as she slipped on the clothes. Looking closely at how she changed from the little girl in the dream, she couldn't help but sigh at how different she was. Her hair had changed from scarlet into a much lighter red and her eyes had deepened in color. A light dust of freckles had also spread across her nose and she had also grown a few inches in height.

"Ginny, mum is going bonkers so you better come down before she leaves without you. She acts like we set another Dungbomb off. " So lost in her thoughts, Ginny didn't even notices her brothers, Fred and George, staring at her from behind. Grinning in the mirror, Ginny turned.

"Remember the look on her face, it was awesome!" Ginny said, grinning along with her two brothers.

"How could we forget, it was.." Fred started and George finished.

"Priceless." Walking over to her bed, Ginny grabbed her bag and pulled it around her should. Turning back, Ginny stared at her two brothers leaving all her previous thoughts in the past. Today was going to be a fun day and thoughts of him weren't going to ruin it.

"So, race you? Last one down is a rotten Kappa!" Ginny yelled over her shoulder, quickly racing past the two before they realized what had happened. Half way down the stairs, Ginny could hear her brothers racing after her.

"You're dead sis!" Ginny heard them say in unison. Not even looking behind herself, Ginny raced through the living room. Today was going to be a very good day.

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Fat tears rolled out of red and puffy brown eyes. Draco sat beside his friend, holding tightly onto her hand.

"It's okay Ginny." He said, hoping his words would calm his red headed friend. Watching as she brought her hands from her eyes, he gave her his best smile.

"How can you say that Draco, their destroying our garden! Where will we go now, our parents want let us be friends!?" She exclaimed, the tears continuing to roll down her rosy cheeks. Wiping away the fallen tears, Draco embraced her into a tight hug. Reaching beside him, he picked a large yellow rose growing from a vine. Placing it carefully behind her ear, Draco watched as her brown eyes connected with his gray ones.

"Because we'll always be friends and that means we'll always find somewhere to be together."

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"Draco wake up." The dream quickly vanished from behind his eyelids and Draco stuffed his face deeper into the his soft pillow.

"Ten more minutes…" He replied, trying to escape back into his dream. Well, maybe not into that particular dream, but any other one would work. All he wanted to do was to stay in his bed today, seeing as in two days he would be back at that pathetic excuse for a school.

"No Draco, we are to go into town for the rest of your school supplies. So get up, or you will make you father angry." With that, his mother snapped open the curtains and made her way out of his room. Sighing, Draco pulled his head up from his inviting pillow. The sun was bright and high into the sky, only fueling his fowl mood.

"Of course mum, right freaking away…" Draco mumbled under his breath, pushing himself up from the bed. Other than the patch of sunlight that shown through his annoyingly large window, his room had a certain chill. Just the way he liked it.

Walking over to his closet, Draco opened it and glanced at his wardrobe. Shrugging, he picked a white shirt with a pair of black pants. Slipping them on, he couldn't help but let his mind wonder to the very dream/memory he had just had. Draco hated remember his childhood, but he always had dreams of her around this time of the year. He still couldn't believe that when he was younger he associated with such…filth. Thank God he quickly got out of that "awkward stage" in his life.

"Draco get your ass down here, we're leaving!" He heard his father yell as he walked passed his door. Sighing, Draco turned leaving all his thoughts behind.

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"Do you smell the fresh air? Doesn't it smell wonderful?" Ginny asked in the middle of Diagon Ally, flinging her arms out beside her and hitting Ron in the nose on accident. Ron made a small noise in the bottom of his throat and everyone quickly turned around to see what was going on.

"Dwame iwt! (a/n damn it) Yelled Ron, and Ginny covered her mouth with her hands. Mrs. Weasley gave Ron a long and hard stare.

"Watch that language Ronald. Now, come along before you hurt yourself again. " Their mom said and Ginny and the twins shared a smile. Walking over to Ron after Mrs. Weasley had walked away, Fred and George draped their arms on his shoulders.

"Yes.." Started George.

"Ronald.." Said Fred.

"Watch your language dear brother." They both said in unison. Ginny was grabbing her sides and trying hard not to laugh at the look on Ron's face.

"Want something for your pretty little daughter?" A young boy said, glaring at Ginny as they passed a shop. He had greasy black hair, looked to be about seventeen, and his teeth had many stains in them. Fred, George, and Ron gathered around her and her father shot him death glares.

"Come along children." Said their mom and they all continued walking down the busy streets, but not before Ginny held up an very inappropriate finger at the man. Grinning to herself, Ginny heard the man behind her grunt in anger.

The shops were opening and the fresh, crisp smell Ginny loved so much was filling the air. Stopping and closing her eyes, Ginny couldn't help but breath in the wonderful smell. It was like, fresh cut grass in the morning…. No it was even better than that. Not caring that she was creating a parting and making everyone go around her, she just couldn't move. Glancing up at the sky, she raised her hands above her head not caring about the looks she was getting from people. Today was just too beautiful of a day to waist of the mindless thoughts of others.

"Gone completely mental have you?" A voice sneered from behind her and Ginny groaned inward. This was just her luck, a perfect day being destroyed by an arrogant idiot. Ignoring him, however, Ginny kept her hands raised in the air. After a few minutes of complete silence, Ginny brought down her hands and started walking in the direction of her parents. After walking a short ways, curiosity killing her, Ginny stopped turning to see if Malfoy was still and realized it was a big mistake. Standing about three inches from her face, was a smirking Malfoy. Taking a deep breath, Ginny gave Malfoy her own little smirk.

"I'm ignoring you!" Ginny yelled, once again turning away from the idiot Malfoy. Walking as fast as she could through Diagon Ally, Ginny rushed to find her parents. The only problem was, she had lost thought of her parents.

"Stupid Malfoy…" Ginny mumbled and stopped to take a deep breath. Her intake of air was cut short, however, when large hands grasped around her mouth and shoulders. Screaming through the hand, she felt herself being pulled into a Ally she didn't recognize. Anger boiled at the thought that Malfoy dared to touch her and when she was released quickly turned around to yell. The person in front of her, however, was not Malfoy. A fowl smell filled her nostrils as she felt the mans breath on his face. It was the same idiot merchant with the greasy hair. Looking around, she found no one else in the Ally and took a deep breath. The merchant grinned, bearing his gross teeth and Ginny grimaced.

"Hey darlin'. Didn't your mum ever teach you to have some respect for your betters." He asked, coming closer and Ginny backed herself into the corner.

"Yeah, but I didn't know assholes were considered as my betters….or pigs!" Ginny yelled, hoping it would get someone's attention. When the man grinned, Ginny knew that maybe it wasn't the best thing to have said.

"Oi' don't be like that love. Just want to have a little fun. Anything wrong about that? Besides, I was wondering if that red hair of yours was a natural trait of yours." At his words, Ginny's face paled. One of his grimy hands reached out, grabbing a lock of her hair that had manage to slip from her pony tail. Pushing his hand away, Ginny tried to rush underneath his arm. The man, however, quickly grabbed her and slammed her against the wall. Hard. Fire now burning in her eyes and trying to catch her breath, Ginny tried to wiggle out of the man's grasp.

"Let me go you idiot!" Ginny screamed, but the man just laughed. A tear rolled down her cheek and he reached up, harshly rubbing it away.

"Was that for me love? Don't worry it will all be over soon." The man said and Ginny felt his face getting closer to hers. Wiggling frantically, Ginny managed to get her leg free. The hard rock of the wall dug into her back and she took another calming breath. It was now or never. Grabbing his face with her hand, Ginny brought her free foot up and caught him in his most private of parts. The man yelled and quickly released her. Hitting the ground, Ginny started to crawl away not caring that she was caked in mud.

"You little bitch!" She heard the man yell, grabbing her foot. Yanking her as hard as he could, Ginny felt herself being dragged through the rocks. Pain shot through her whole body and Ginny planted her face in her hands, waiting. However, nothing happened. Ginny heard the man gasp and looked up to see him staggering. Tears were now freely falling down her face and she couldn't open her eyes. Strong arms picked up her tired body and she felt herself moving away from the dark Ally. Barley opening her eyes, she saw a mess of silver hair and steel eyes. Not caring if it was a dream or whatever, Ginny snuggled into the protective arms.

"I don't need you to rescue me.." Ginny said, drifting into a deep sleep and the words somehow sparked another odd memory.

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"Ginny please come out!" A younger Draco yelled outside the door of the girls bathroom. A younger Ginny had ran in minutes ago, shame written all over her face at the thought that he had to rescue her. Sitting in the bathroom, Ginny knew that he was her friend, but she never needed help. She took really good care of herself and she would like it to stay that way. Looking down at her bruised and bloody knee she felt more deep shame. Why did he always make her so competitive?! If he wouldn't have said he could beat her on the swings, she wouldn't have tried so hard. She heard more pounding on the door and quickly wiped her eyes.

"Go away! I don't need you to rescue me!" Younger Ginny knew it was a little over dramatic , but her pride was hurt. Ginny sat on the floor, tears rolling down her cheeks and hoping he would just leave her alone.

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Making his way through Knockturn Ally, Draco tried to not think about the petite red head in his arms. All he wanted to do was get her out of this hell whole and back to where she would be safe. When he had saw the man pull her away, he had felt anger beyond everything boil in his chest. He hated the way she always could make him feel. Ever since they were kids she was the only one who could get a reaction out of him other than his father. He hated it with every fiber of his being… he wanted to just erase her completely from his mind. She shifted slightly and her eyes barley opened. Draco could feel her stare on him and he quickly glanced down. He felt her snuggling closer to him and tensed up.

"I don't need you to rescue me…" Her voice was small and Draco stopped. Looking down, her found large drops of water hitting them. Glancing up, he found the weather had changed. Cursing under his breath, he pulled his cloak over his head and held the girl tighter to him. Turning off Knockturn Ally, he went inside the first shop that came into sight. Florean Fortescue's Ice Cream Parlour was unnaturally empty and Draco was happy about that. Making his way to the front, he hit the bell keeping his face hidden beneath the cloak. A plump woman with rosy cheeks and dimples in her elbows greeted Draco with a smile, until she saw the beaten girl.

"I saw this girl dragged into Knockturn Ally and attacked by a merchant. Her name is Ginny Weasley and she needs medical assistant." The woman eyed Draco suspiciously, but nodded her head.

"I'll go get my manager, sir." The woman said, quickly making her way into the back of the shop. Placing Ginny on the counter, Draco stared down at her. Pushing a lock of her wet hair out of her face, he leaned down on a sudden impulse.

"You may not need it, but I'll always rescue you." Draco said, in a whisper. The comment from his childhood burned into his memory and he watched as the young woman stirred. Now angry with himself, he turned away from her and walked out of the store. Rain pattered against the roof, but Draco didn't care. Walking out into it, he hated himself for what he had just done. They weren't kids anymore, it was time to stop acting foolish. Making his way through Diagon Ally, he pushed all thoughts of her out of his mind. Maybe it was best to forget.

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So, you made it through the first chapter… how do you feel…happy, angry..?? Well please tell me what you think!