A/N: Well, I'm running out of things to say during these things, so I'll
just get on with the story. My chapters won't have names because I suck at
those.
Disclaimer: Okay, this is the only time that I am going to say this, so listen and listen good. I DON"T OWN HARRY POTTER OR ANYTHING ELSE FROM HIS WORLD THAT HAS BEEN PREVIOUSLY MENTIONED BY JKR. There, I think that should do it.
Summary: Three years ago, during an attack on Hogwarts, Ginny Weasley was kiled. Now, during the last battle, Draco was mortally wounded and taken to a recovery center. Is it his imagination or does his nurse Calantha look strikingly like Ginny?
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Like an Angel
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Prolog
Seventeen-year-old Virginia Weasley walked slowly into the fighting room of Hogwarts to practice just that, fighting. She dropped her school bag on the floor by the door and walked up to the punching bag. She took a couple cooling breaths and adjusted the strap of her work out bra. She tucked her hair behind her ear and stretched her arms over her head. Then she attacked the bag. Well-aimed kicks and punches hit the bag from every direction, creating dents in the sand. When she stopped, she was panting heavily and sweat had made tracks on her face and shoulders. Her red hair had escaped her bun and now sat in a hazy structure around her head, creating the image of an angel.
"Even when you fight, you are beautiful." Said a voice from the door.
Virginia turned around and met the eyes of her longtime boyfriend Draco Malfoy. He, with her brother and his friends, had graduated last year, but were back because of the threat of an attack on Hogwarts.
"Drake, how long were you standing there?"
"Long enough to realize that you were trying to kill the punching bag." Draco smirked.
Virginia giggled. "Well, I do need to know how to protect myself, don't I?"
"Yeah, but don't let your brother catch you in here, he'll freak. I can hear him now, 'BUT she's just a baby! She doesn't need to know how to fight! Us men can do that for her!' Merlin he is so clueless."
Virginia walked to Draco and wrapped her arms around his neck, ignoring the face he made when he smelled her sweat. "What would I do if I was left defenseless during an attack on Hogwarts with no one to protect me?"
"I will always protect you Virginia." Draco said, his voice full of emotion.
Virginia smiled. "I love you Ferret."
"I love you too Weasel." Draco said placing a soft kiss to her lips. Quickly the kiss deepened, but they were rudely interrupted when a loud alarm sounded through out the whole school.
Virginia pulled away and looked at Draco with fright in her eyes. "It's time." She said. She turned away from him and took a few more deep breaths, doing exactly what Professor Lupin had been teaching them throughout their classes, she built an invisible barrier around her mind and body. It wouldn't keep out the curses and pain, but it would keep her from remembering things that she didn't want to. When she turned back, she looked like she had put up a barrier around herself to keep out all the grueling sights that they were bound to see during a death eater attack. "Here." She handed him a weightless work belt off of a near by table and grabbed on for herself. They buckled them on and checked the blades to make sure that they were all as sharp as need be.
She was walking purposefully out of the room when Draco grabbed her upper arm. She turned around and smiled at him. "What is it Draco?"
"Virginia, promise me one thing?"
"What?"
"That if we get out of this alive that you will marry me?"
Un explainable joy spread across her face and she hugged him tightly. "Of course Draco, I'd love to be your wife."
"Here then." Draco dug into his pocket and pulled out a small velvet box and handed her the ring inside. It had a simple silver band and a princess cut emerald stone in the center, surrounded by small diamonds.
"Oh Draco! I promise, we will get out of this alive, and we will live a happy life together." Virginia kissed him again, then they joined the flow of older students that was streaming out side to the grounds where a large army of death eaters stood, baring only their wands.
"Obviously, they think that they will be able to bet out of here with jst magic, well, they are sorely mistaken." Ron said from beside Hermione and Harry.
"You are so right brother." Virginia said removing a very large dagger from her work belt. "Oh boy is this going to be fun."
Everyone looked at Harry and waited for him to send the signal for the first rank of fighters to go out. Soon enough he did.
"CHARGE!" Harry roared over the almost silent whisperings of his fellow students and Aurors.
From above, the birds witnessed something spectacular. Folds of gold, red, silver, green, yellow, and blue, met folds of black creating a multicolored fabric of humans, meshed into one fighting crowd.
Virginia and Draco and their friends fought hard and in the end, there were seven left standing. Others were wounded, dead or unconscience.
The tallest blonde, Luscious Malfoy and the other man, Voldemort. The wind whipped around them and Virginia felt an incredible sense of invincibility c wash over her body. Blood stained everyone's robes and Virginia held a sword that bore more than just the blood of the late Peter Pettigrew. She had long ago replaced her dagger with that sword she had named Bloodbiter. A single drop of blood dripped off the blade and onto the grass, only mixing in with the rest of the blood spilled there.
Luscious yelled something incomprehensible over the groaning of the wounded. Draco shouted back, but didn't move to retaliate, but Virginia did.
She walked right up to the man and began yelling in his face about being a decent human being. He just spat something nasty back, "I am so very sorry for you Miss. Weasley, for you have chosen the wrong side to join." With that he pulled out his wand and pointed it at Virginia.
"NO!" Draco said lunging forward, but he was too late.
"AVADA KEDAVRA!" Shouted Luscious. Virginia's eyes widened in surprise, then her body fell to the floor, her life ebbing fast, too fast for many words.
Draco ran over to her and he cradled her head in his lap.
Virginia smiled up at him and she spoke these last words to him. "Draco, never forget that I will always love you. And we still come out of this alive, our love for each other will keep you strong." She looked past his head at Hermione, Ron, and Harry. "Take care of him for me, keep him out of trouble." She looked at Draco again and her eyes glazed over completely. She lifted one hand and touched Draco's cheek softly. "I love you." Then she took her last breath, and her hand fell limply to her side.
Draco sat there for a minute, not believing what had just happened.
"See boy? I tried to tell you, emotions get you no where." Luscious said sneering at his 'son'.
Draco looked up at his so-called father and his eyes flashed dangerously. He gently placed Virginia's head on the grass and stood up to face the evil man. " I hate you, you bastard!" Quick as lightning, Draco pulled his longest, sharpest sword from his work belt and thrust it through his father's middle.
That day, though Voldemort escaped, was a huge victory for the light. Only twenty casualties on their side- a great contrast to the three hundred dead bodies of death eaters. But Draco would, for the rest of his living life, say that he recorded it as the worst day in history. His one and only had died that day, and he would forever remember it, or would he?
A/N: Okay, I know that that wasn't much, but I still would like a review! Even if it is bad, at least I know that someone actually read my story! R&R&R&R&R&R&R&R&R &R&R&R&R&R&R&R&R&R&R&R&R&R&R&R&R.
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Disclaimer: Okay, this is the only time that I am going to say this, so listen and listen good. I DON"T OWN HARRY POTTER OR ANYTHING ELSE FROM HIS WORLD THAT HAS BEEN PREVIOUSLY MENTIONED BY JKR. There, I think that should do it.
Summary: Three years ago, during an attack on Hogwarts, Ginny Weasley was kiled. Now, during the last battle, Draco was mortally wounded and taken to a recovery center. Is it his imagination or does his nurse Calantha look strikingly like Ginny?
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Like an Angel
~~**~~
Prolog
Seventeen-year-old Virginia Weasley walked slowly into the fighting room of Hogwarts to practice just that, fighting. She dropped her school bag on the floor by the door and walked up to the punching bag. She took a couple cooling breaths and adjusted the strap of her work out bra. She tucked her hair behind her ear and stretched her arms over her head. Then she attacked the bag. Well-aimed kicks and punches hit the bag from every direction, creating dents in the sand. When she stopped, she was panting heavily and sweat had made tracks on her face and shoulders. Her red hair had escaped her bun and now sat in a hazy structure around her head, creating the image of an angel.
"Even when you fight, you are beautiful." Said a voice from the door.
Virginia turned around and met the eyes of her longtime boyfriend Draco Malfoy. He, with her brother and his friends, had graduated last year, but were back because of the threat of an attack on Hogwarts.
"Drake, how long were you standing there?"
"Long enough to realize that you were trying to kill the punching bag." Draco smirked.
Virginia giggled. "Well, I do need to know how to protect myself, don't I?"
"Yeah, but don't let your brother catch you in here, he'll freak. I can hear him now, 'BUT she's just a baby! She doesn't need to know how to fight! Us men can do that for her!' Merlin he is so clueless."
Virginia walked to Draco and wrapped her arms around his neck, ignoring the face he made when he smelled her sweat. "What would I do if I was left defenseless during an attack on Hogwarts with no one to protect me?"
"I will always protect you Virginia." Draco said, his voice full of emotion.
Virginia smiled. "I love you Ferret."
"I love you too Weasel." Draco said placing a soft kiss to her lips. Quickly the kiss deepened, but they were rudely interrupted when a loud alarm sounded through out the whole school.
Virginia pulled away and looked at Draco with fright in her eyes. "It's time." She said. She turned away from him and took a few more deep breaths, doing exactly what Professor Lupin had been teaching them throughout their classes, she built an invisible barrier around her mind and body. It wouldn't keep out the curses and pain, but it would keep her from remembering things that she didn't want to. When she turned back, she looked like she had put up a barrier around herself to keep out all the grueling sights that they were bound to see during a death eater attack. "Here." She handed him a weightless work belt off of a near by table and grabbed on for herself. They buckled them on and checked the blades to make sure that they were all as sharp as need be.
She was walking purposefully out of the room when Draco grabbed her upper arm. She turned around and smiled at him. "What is it Draco?"
"Virginia, promise me one thing?"
"What?"
"That if we get out of this alive that you will marry me?"
Un explainable joy spread across her face and she hugged him tightly. "Of course Draco, I'd love to be your wife."
"Here then." Draco dug into his pocket and pulled out a small velvet box and handed her the ring inside. It had a simple silver band and a princess cut emerald stone in the center, surrounded by small diamonds.
"Oh Draco! I promise, we will get out of this alive, and we will live a happy life together." Virginia kissed him again, then they joined the flow of older students that was streaming out side to the grounds where a large army of death eaters stood, baring only their wands.
"Obviously, they think that they will be able to bet out of here with jst magic, well, they are sorely mistaken." Ron said from beside Hermione and Harry.
"You are so right brother." Virginia said removing a very large dagger from her work belt. "Oh boy is this going to be fun."
Everyone looked at Harry and waited for him to send the signal for the first rank of fighters to go out. Soon enough he did.
"CHARGE!" Harry roared over the almost silent whisperings of his fellow students and Aurors.
From above, the birds witnessed something spectacular. Folds of gold, red, silver, green, yellow, and blue, met folds of black creating a multicolored fabric of humans, meshed into one fighting crowd.
Virginia and Draco and their friends fought hard and in the end, there were seven left standing. Others were wounded, dead or unconscience.
The tallest blonde, Luscious Malfoy and the other man, Voldemort. The wind whipped around them and Virginia felt an incredible sense of invincibility c wash over her body. Blood stained everyone's robes and Virginia held a sword that bore more than just the blood of the late Peter Pettigrew. She had long ago replaced her dagger with that sword she had named Bloodbiter. A single drop of blood dripped off the blade and onto the grass, only mixing in with the rest of the blood spilled there.
Luscious yelled something incomprehensible over the groaning of the wounded. Draco shouted back, but didn't move to retaliate, but Virginia did.
She walked right up to the man and began yelling in his face about being a decent human being. He just spat something nasty back, "I am so very sorry for you Miss. Weasley, for you have chosen the wrong side to join." With that he pulled out his wand and pointed it at Virginia.
"NO!" Draco said lunging forward, but he was too late.
"AVADA KEDAVRA!" Shouted Luscious. Virginia's eyes widened in surprise, then her body fell to the floor, her life ebbing fast, too fast for many words.
Draco ran over to her and he cradled her head in his lap.
Virginia smiled up at him and she spoke these last words to him. "Draco, never forget that I will always love you. And we still come out of this alive, our love for each other will keep you strong." She looked past his head at Hermione, Ron, and Harry. "Take care of him for me, keep him out of trouble." She looked at Draco again and her eyes glazed over completely. She lifted one hand and touched Draco's cheek softly. "I love you." Then she took her last breath, and her hand fell limply to her side.
Draco sat there for a minute, not believing what had just happened.
"See boy? I tried to tell you, emotions get you no where." Luscious said sneering at his 'son'.
Draco looked up at his so-called father and his eyes flashed dangerously. He gently placed Virginia's head on the grass and stood up to face the evil man. " I hate you, you bastard!" Quick as lightning, Draco pulled his longest, sharpest sword from his work belt and thrust it through his father's middle.
That day, though Voldemort escaped, was a huge victory for the light. Only twenty casualties on their side- a great contrast to the three hundred dead bodies of death eaters. But Draco would, for the rest of his living life, say that he recorded it as the worst day in history. His one and only had died that day, and he would forever remember it, or would he?
A/N: Okay, I know that that wasn't much, but I still would like a review! Even if it is bad, at least I know that someone actually read my story! R&R&R&R&R&R&R&R&R &R&R&R&R&R&R&R&R&R&R&R&R&R&R&R&R.
Click Down there where it says "GO!"