For about a month i’d been getting letters off an unknown person. Being aware of the dangers it could potentially cause, I had not as of then replied.

What’d I got myself in to? I didn’t want any of this and now I had messed it all up, for both sides. I just wanted to prove to my father that I wasnt weak, but I was and I couldn’t do it.

“Listen Ginny, you wanted me to tell you so it’s not like I’m looking for your opinion or anything. Whatever you say I’m going to meet him. I’m not stupid and I think I’ve proved more than once that I can look after myself.”

“No Draco” I said, slapping myself. Don’t feel like you need that…mudblood.

I stopped dead in my tracks, stunned at what I saw. She looked so different.

“Damon?” I asked. He nodded nervously… I was speechless.

“You’ve never murdered anyone? Then what’s this?” I lifted up the sleeve of his left arm and pointed to the ugly image that was the dark mark. Even though I knew it must have been there I had still been shocked when I saw it.

“Do you want to know what you have helped me learn?” I asked, and continued after her small nod. “I realised that I am not better than people because I’m a pure blood. Hermione I have watched you in envy as you beat me at everything. If anything, I am beneath you.”

“Hear, I’ve been trying to give this to you for months.” With that he basically sprinted out of the hall towards, I can only guess, the Gryffindor common room. I looked down into my hands and the folded piece of paper Ron had just handed to me.

“I’m so sorry.” She flinched; I hated it when she did that. “I’m sorry for how bad I have made you felt and I’m sorry for lying to you.”
“And making me fall in love with you.” She added, I shook my head.
“No, I’m not sorry for that.

The person moved oddly, like they couldn’t walk properly. How could I not notice that unusually large form?

“How?!” Ron shouted from besides me, I had almost forgotten he was there. “By telling you he loved you? Do you really think he loved you Hermione? He made your life at school hell since your first day; he made all our days hell. He purposely set out to hurt you, he hates you Hermione, and he was using you to get in with the order.”

A curse was on the tip of his tongue before the door flew open, and my nightmare began.

Draco, come here.” My father’s voice was calm, for now. I looked worriedly into his eyes and continued to take slow steps backwards. “Draco,” he was slowly getting aggravated and I knew if I stepped to him now what he would do.

“What is Gryffindor?” I began. “What is Ravenclaw or Hufflepuff or Slytherin but the last name of some founder? Do you remember what the sorting hat said to you when you sat on that stool back in first year?”

Luckily I had come the way I did as around the other side swarms of deatheaters were trying and failing to penetrate the light. I looked around me; there were so little people left from our side.

I saw it before everyone else; the light returning back to earth. I watched it for a while thinking it was my mind playing tricks on me at that delicate time; but as I watched, whispered where passed around.   New Message.

One day Hogwarts will open its doors to a new generation of witches and wizards who will learn, not of the war that we learnt, but of the one we fought in. They’ll be taught about the greatest headmaster to run it and the boy that was Voldermort’s down-fall…for the second time.  New Message...

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