If Draco were able to read those thoughts, he would have closed himself off, and possibly even cast some spell of memory loss on her. Perhaps something stronger than Obliviate, if it existed. He didn't want to sacrifice that much of himself just to have her give him up just for his family. But he didn't know that, and he couldn't know that. Instead, Draco smiled wearily over at Ginny from where he sat, leaning against her.
The tears just fell from his eyes, without him being able to stop. His shields were completely down, something that he hadn't done since he'd learned Occlumency. Leaning against her, he just let her rock him back and forth, the motion soothing to him in every way.