The draw of Heafen, a magical game with a mysterious maker, was the promise of what one could not have in real life. For some, that was love and friendship; for others, it was money and power; for Ginny Weasley, it was anonymity and a pair of perfectly functional legs; for Draco Malfoy, it was a bit more complicated. [Written for DG Forum Fic Exchange 2018]

[Heafen-verse, DG Forum Secret Santa 2018] Draco did not look up. He was in the middle of spreading Devonshire cream on his currants scone and he knew for a fact the scone would likely make more impact on his life than whichever niece or daughter or friend his mother had brought for him to meet. Well, he was wrong.

It was his family's indiscretions that made him the first Malfoy in ten generations to work for a living. The last thing Draco Malfoy wanted to do when he met Ginny Weasley nine years out of Hogwarts was to be indiscreet. It was too bad he didn't realize that posing as himself—but without the cumbersome duties and tiresome dark history—could also be a form of indiscretion.

Ginny Weasley really thought she had made peace with her past now that she was 31 and a director at Dumbledore & McGonagall Consulting Ltd., but a break up, a missing vacation and a fated encounter with Draco Malfoy, son of the corrupted VP from Riddle Financial that pushed Fred over the edge 15 years ago, was all it took to drag her back down into the rabbit hole all over again.

Between them, nothing has ever been easy. Not then, not now. But decisions must be made, actions must be taken, and life must move on one way or another. Tag to Brown Eyed Girl.