Who: Ginny Potter and Draco Malfoy When: Sunday, August 15th Where: The far east side of the island What: Draco returns to their hideout
Ginny had left on Friday. It hadn't been a difficult choice at all. In fact, it had been the easiest thing she ever did. Ginny had looked around Harry's house, stood up and walked out into the storm to collect Draco. She knew he would want to escape as well. And he had. They'd gone to the other side of the island and stayed there.
The lack of conversation hadn't bothered Ginny. In fact, she enjoyed the silence. It was simple and there were no expectations put on either of them. But on Sunday, Draco had said goodbye. She could've gone back, but Ginny wasn't ready yet. She needed something more. She needed to feel that she had some adventure in her life. The stupid baggage had ruined her love for the island. Now she felt trapped. Trapped and stuck in place as though she wasn't living her life. Again, really. Once again she wasn't living for HERSELF.
Staring out at the ocean, Ginny looked up when she heard someone approaching. Turning her head to the left, she raised her eyebrows at Draco as he walked back towards her. "You're back?"