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Author- Ditzy Spacecadets
E-mail- crankylanky@yahoo.com.au
Characters- Harry, Ginny, Draco, Hermione, Voldemort and Ron.
Summary- The Final Battle between Voldemort and the Wizarding World.
A/N- As always a must say a special thanx to my greatly appreciated beta, Meghan. Thanx Bud!
THE END-
Dumbledore showed the First Battalion the Battle Plans.
Four young individuals sat around the table. The cloaks of their hoods raised so that their features were masked.
Dumbledore shook his head sadly as he looked at the four that were all that remained of the elite, first battalion. Hermione Granger, Head Girl and Valadictorian of Hogwarts, shaking slightly in fear, Ronald Weasley, Head Boy of Hogwarts, holding his wife and shaking ever so slightly with her, Harry Potter, the boy who lived, looked at his girlfriend obvious worry creased his features, and the young Virginia Weasley, the youngest in the group, she sat straight backed and looked him in the eyes. She was different from the others she knew how the day would end. That didn't change the team she fought for or how much effort she put in. She still did what was right. Her fate was probably the worst for all that was in the room.
Hermione looked as Ron. Ron's face was pale. She reached her hand across the table to hold his. He smiled in appreciation.
Harry smiled tightly as Ginny rested her head on his shoulders. He reached out and untangled her crossed arms. She smiled and closed her eyes. His eyes went back to Dumbledore, "Okay, Harry and Ginny, you two our our best fliers and we want you two up in the air. Stay above the fighting. Harry I want you to be throwing curses down towards the fight and Ginny I want you on First Aid Patrol. Only go near fighting to help the injured. Absolutely no other times. If you have to attack anyone I only want you attacking if it's a Malfoy. If you see Voldemort get back here straight away, Ginny. No waiting. Back here immediately."
Ginny nodded her head and didn't even open her eyes.
Dumbledore just shook his head. "Hermione and Ron I want you to stay on the ground. Stay together you two," he said rather pointedly to the pair, "You four are the elite and we want you to stand your ground unless it's a Malfoy. Stay in pairs and be prepared to lose loved ones." he looked rather pointedly at Virginia, "If you see Voldemort run."
Ginny whimpered as she clutched her hands onto Harry's shirt.
Dumbledore looked at the couple and shook his head sadly. The Malfoys and Voldemort wanted those two seperated at all costs. He knew of Voldemort's plans to marry the youngest Weasley but decided to keep it from the pair, the last thing they needed was more to worry about and all knew of his desire to exterminate Harry. He turned and left the tent. He hoped they had enough time before the battle began to say their goodbyes.
Harry slowly stood up and pulled Ginny after him. They walked outside slowly. Ginny leaned on him heavily and Harry looked down at her fearfully, "Gin, are you okay?"
"No, not really. I can't believe it's come to this. I'm 19 and I probably won't survive the day. She leaned over and cried into his cape.
She shook her head and looked up at him. She knew that they would never again be together by the end of the day. Call it foresight or intuition it didn't matter but she knew this was the last time the would be truely together. She couldn't stand the strained silence. "Harry, I think I'll go say bye to some people," she said quietly.
Harry nodded and watched her leave. He turned and went back into the tent to say goodbye to his two best friends.
Hermione and Ron were sitting at the table in silence. Hermione's knuckes were white as she held Ron's hand.
"Hey," Harry said weakly.
Hermione tried to smile. Her lips curled in the corners and it gave her a look of pain not happiness. "Hey Harry. How are you?"
Ron just shook his head.
Harry sat and they sat like that, in an uncomfortable silence. None of them wished to break the silence. To break the dream that this wasn't happening.
Harry looked at Ron.
Ron looked away. Too embarressed to admit he was fearful. He knew like all others that it had come. He had but a little time before he approached his own death.
He turned away from Harry and looked at Hermione. "Hermione, I love you," he said quietly.
Hermione leaned over and kissed him softly. "Ron, what will come will come. You must accept your fate as we all must."
Ron stood up and took a step away from her. He shook his head. "Harry, have you seen Gin?"
Harry stopped. "Oh God, Ron. Where is Ginny. There's Death Eaters all around. What if she gets hurt?"
"Harry, she's not a little girl anymore. She's here to fight too, besides I'm sure she can take care of herself," Hermione muttered helpfully despite her own fears.
Ginny appeared beside Harry.
He wrapped his arms around her shoulders. "Gin, where were you? I was so worried."
Ron and Hermione walked away, giving the young couple some privacy.
Harry looked down at Ginny. A tear ran down her cheek. "Come on, Ginny, don't cry."
Ginny shook her head and looked up at Harry. "It's just that... Harry stay here. Voldemort wants you dead. Stay here please... You'll be safer," Ginny pleaded.
"Shh, Gin. It'll all be okay. I survived last time didn't I?" He said jokingly.
Virginia just screwed up her face and cried into his sweater.
Harry looked embarressed, "Ginny, please stop crying it'll all be okay. Stop crying, please. It's going to start soon and I want you to be safe."
Ginny wiped her eyes and tried to smile.
Harry down at her and breifly tightened his grip on her shoulders. "Ginny, I was going to ask you this after, but, things might change today so," he paused as he pulled a diamond ring from his pocket, "Virginia Bernadette Weasley will you marry me if we survive?"
Ginny smiled at Harry, her first true smile of the day. "Of course, Harry. I love you. You know that don't you?"
"Of course I do. And Ginny..."
Ginny looked at Harry questionably, searching his eyes, "What Harry?"
"I love you too," He said so quietly that only Ginny could hear before he leaned forward to kiss her.
Ron and Hermione reappeared a short while later smiling.
Ron looked up to see Harry and his younger sister locked in a rather passionate embrace. He coughed to get their attention.
Ginny and Harry stoped kissing but remained very close together.
Hermione noticed something gleaming on Ginny's finger. "So you too finally made it formal. It's about time too," Hermione said trying to make light instead of thinking of their awaiting deaths.
"Hey, Gin, you should really appreciate the ring. Harry dragged me and Herm through hundreds of jewelery stores before he found 'the one'," Ron said laughing.
Ginny smiled at her brother and sister-in-law. "We better get ready if we want to survive today," she said with her voice totally devoid of emotion.
Harry looked worried for an instant before he swept Ginny off her feet and carried her towards the command tent, where Dumbledore was.
A War Horn was blown not to far away. Ron gave a Hermione one final kiss before they followed the noise to their impending doom.
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Draco looked up at his father.
"Draco, you can kill who ever you like but Harry Potter is to be taken alive to Voldemort," Lucius said over the War Horns.
Draco smirked, "Father, can we keep some of them alive?"
Lucius smiled at Draco, "Sure boy, sure. Oh and that Weasley, the youngest one, Virginia I think, is to be taken to Voldemort as well, alive."
Draco looked jealous for an instant before he replaced it with his usual expressionless mask, "Yes, Father. I'll inform Crabbe and Goyle of these," he paused, "Rules of Engagement."
Lucius smiled at his son. His features overflowing with pride. "That's good, boy. Voldemort will be as proud of you as I am."
Draco nodded his head in acknowledgement as he left the command tent.
"Crabbe, Goyle, get over here," he yelled. He then explained to them the already simple rules in laman terms. He walked away from them as soon as they understood.
Pansy appeared at his side. "Draco, do you think that I would be able to stay near you? I'd feel so much safer," She purred.
Draco smiled as it dawned on him he could say whatever he wanted. It was rather unlikely he would survive the days events, "No, Pansy. I don't want you anywhere near me and I hope you die today," He said in a dangerously quiet voice as he strode off.
Pansy stopped where she was standing looking shocked.
Some one ahead of him yelled, "Morsordre," above the sounds of the War Horns. The Dark Mark filled the sky and Draco knew that his death was near.
"Accio broom," Draco yelled over the roar of millions of Charms and Incantations muttered at once.
His 'Firebolt 4000' flew into his hands.
He looked around to see if anyone was watching and hopped on. He launched himself into the sky to watch the battle.
A spell flew at his head as he ducked to the right.
Draco pulled his wand from his pocket and yelled, "Crucio." He felt intense pleasure as he watched one os them fall to their death.
He swore when he say the cloak fall to back to reveal the red hair of Virginia Weasley. He swore as he dived to catch her. He pulled up suddenly as he saw a much better flier dive to save her.
"Shit," he muttered angrlily as the cloak of the other flier fell back, revealing messy black hair.
He watched the pair fly to the ground. He descended to the ground gracefully as close to Potter and Ginny as he possible could without being noticed.
The person next to him screamed and then with a final gurgle went silent.
Draco smiled at the now dead form of Ron Weasley. He smiled at a fellow Death Eater. It looked like Ron got exactly what he deserved. Now to get Potter and Virginia.
He threw his broom next to the still form. "Keep it, Ron, Probably the most expensive thing you will ever own," he sneered.
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Hermione screamed and ran towards Ron's falling body
She saw Draco place his broom next to him with a smirk. No words of apology. Even to the end he was a smug bastard. He didn't even turn back when he saw her yelling at him.
Hermione stopped and stood next to Ron. She lay down next to Ron and pulled his hand around her waist.
"I love you, Ron," She said to the still form.
Goyle came towards her waving a wand.
Hermione grabbed her own wand and threw a large, blue fire ball at Goyle.
He screamed and ran past her trying to put out the fire.
Hermione smiled. Ron would have loved to see that. She leaned across very slowly. She placed a hand on either side of his face and kissed him gently.
Someone behind her muttered something that sounded remakably like "Avada Kedavra."
She screamed once as the green light hit her in the back taking her to her hearts desire and soul mate.
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Draco sauntered through the dead bodies of them. They all deserved it. They should have given up long ago.
Someone ran past him. He could smell burning flesh. He then saw that one of his fellow Death Eaters was burning. "Avada Kedavra," He said quietly putting his friend out of their misery. He lifted the hood. Goyles features were contorted into a picture of absolute pain.
He yelled in anguish. He had never thought to call Goyle, or Crabbe for that matter, real friends but they were all he had and now he was dead.
Potter would pay for this. He looked angrily ahead. Potter would die. Not at his hands. No he had no reason to dirty his hands on the pitiful Potter. Voldemort would do it for him.
He followed the path Potter had taken. Holding his wand ahead of him. Watching everystep to make sure that no-one was near him.
He saw their Command Tent in front of him. He grabbed his wand and walked in slowly.
Potter was in a corner leaning over Virginia. He lifted a cup to her lips. Ginny's eyes lighted up fearfully when she saw Draco in the door.
"Ginny, what's wrong?" Harry asked quietly.
Ginny looked at Harry. "D....Dra....Draco.." she stuttered not bothering to conceal her fear.
Harry jumped up and turned around, facing Draco. "Leave her out of this, Malfoy."
Draco laughed. "Don't worry, Potter. I won't kill her. I can think of other things she is useful for," Draco smiled maliciousely.
Ginny's hand went searching along the floor looking for her wand.
Draco looked at her and smiled. "Watch this, Weasley," he said as he aimed his wand at Potter, "Crucio."
Harry face contorted in pain, "Gin-get-out," he muttered.
Draco smirked. "You know as well as me, Potter, that I won't let that happen." He turned his wand on Ginny and laughed maliciousely, "Imperio."
Ginny stoped moving but her eyes darted to Harry. The pain and fear in them was obvious.
Harry stood up again. He raised his wand.
Before he could utter a word Draco was on him again, "Crucio."
Harry screamed and then collapsed to the ground. He slowly stood up and staggered.
Ginny's eyes darted around the room. No doubt hoping for salvation.
"Crucio."
Harry screamed. He crumpled to the ground. "Ginny, I love you," He muttered with his remaining strength.
"Imperio."
Harry was immobile like Ginny.
Ginny looked at Draco, her eyes were pleading.
Draco laughed. "What's wrong little Weasley? Afraid you might die? Or more worried that Perfect Potter here won't be able to save you?"
Ginny's eyes darted to Harry and the love in them was obvious even to one as cold hearted as Draco.
"Crucio."
Ginny eyes were the only thing that could show her pain.
Harry looked at Draco with pure hatred in his eyes.
Draco laughed. "So, Potter, I quess I win?"
He raised his wand, with but a single word he sealed their fates, "Morsordre." The Dark Mark erupted from the end of his wand. Suddenly they were over run by Death Eaters and the War was over.
Voldemort and Lucius Malfoy apparated into the room.
Lucius face exploded with fatherly pride, "Draco you have both of them? By yourself? My boy you have come along way."
Voldemort said nothing to Draco as he walked up to Ginny. "My love you shall be my wife, the bearer of my children," he said ignoring the fact she was under the Imperious Curse.
Ginny's eyes darted around the room again before settling on Voldemort.
"Don't expect any help anyone, my love. The War is over. We have won. Dumbledor is dead. I killed him myself not even a few minutes ago. He screamed like a girl when I put the Curitus Curse on him. Revenge for all those detentions he made me get in school. It is over now my love, my true heart. Come with me."
Ginny's eyes were glazed over with fear. She struggled against the Imperius Curse.
Draco smiled but said nothing. Seeing Ginny Weasley and Perfect Potter suffer was enough for him.
Lucius stood next to Draco and placed a hand on his shoulder.
Voldemort turned to Harry. "Well, boy, looks like I can get revenge for all those years of pain you caused me. Watch this, my love."
Ginny and Harry's eyes meet for an instant and for them time stood still. The love that passed between the angered Voldemort.
"Virginia, dear, watch." he turned to Harry. Harry's eyes were rebelious even to the end. "Avada Kedavra."
Harry's back arched and he screamed, some how breaking free of the Imperious Curse.
Draco turned and walked out of the tent. Glad that Potter was finally out of his way.
Voldemort turned to Ginny, "Come my love it is time to meet 'the end'."
Author- Ditzy Spacecadets
E-mail- crankylanky@yahoo.com.au
Characters- Harry, Ginny, Draco, Hermione, Voldemort and Ron.
Summary- The Final Battle between Voldemort and the Wizarding World.
A/N- As always a must say a special thanx to my greatly appreciated beta, Meghan. Thanx Bud!
THE END-
Dumbledore showed the First Battalion the Battle Plans.
Four young individuals sat around the table. The cloaks of their hoods raised so that their features were masked.
Dumbledore shook his head sadly as he looked at the four that were all that remained of the elite, first battalion. Hermione Granger, Head Girl and Valadictorian of Hogwarts, shaking slightly in fear, Ronald Weasley, Head Boy of Hogwarts, holding his wife and shaking ever so slightly with her, Harry Potter, the boy who lived, looked at his girlfriend obvious worry creased his features, and the young Virginia Weasley, the youngest in the group, she sat straight backed and looked him in the eyes. She was different from the others she knew how the day would end. That didn't change the team she fought for or how much effort she put in. She still did what was right. Her fate was probably the worst for all that was in the room.
Hermione looked as Ron. Ron's face was pale. She reached her hand across the table to hold his. He smiled in appreciation.
Harry smiled tightly as Ginny rested her head on his shoulders. He reached out and untangled her crossed arms. She smiled and closed her eyes. His eyes went back to Dumbledore, "Okay, Harry and Ginny, you two our our best fliers and we want you two up in the air. Stay above the fighting. Harry I want you to be throwing curses down towards the fight and Ginny I want you on First Aid Patrol. Only go near fighting to help the injured. Absolutely no other times. If you have to attack anyone I only want you attacking if it's a Malfoy. If you see Voldemort get back here straight away, Ginny. No waiting. Back here immediately."
Ginny nodded her head and didn't even open her eyes.
Dumbledore just shook his head. "Hermione and Ron I want you to stay on the ground. Stay together you two," he said rather pointedly to the pair, "You four are the elite and we want you to stand your ground unless it's a Malfoy. Stay in pairs and be prepared to lose loved ones." he looked rather pointedly at Virginia, "If you see Voldemort run."
Ginny whimpered as she clutched her hands onto Harry's shirt.
Dumbledore looked at the couple and shook his head sadly. The Malfoys and Voldemort wanted those two seperated at all costs. He knew of Voldemort's plans to marry the youngest Weasley but decided to keep it from the pair, the last thing they needed was more to worry about and all knew of his desire to exterminate Harry. He turned and left the tent. He hoped they had enough time before the battle began to say their goodbyes.
Harry slowly stood up and pulled Ginny after him. They walked outside slowly. Ginny leaned on him heavily and Harry looked down at her fearfully, "Gin, are you okay?"
"No, not really. I can't believe it's come to this. I'm 19 and I probably won't survive the day. She leaned over and cried into his cape.
She shook her head and looked up at him. She knew that they would never again be together by the end of the day. Call it foresight or intuition it didn't matter but she knew this was the last time the would be truely together. She couldn't stand the strained silence. "Harry, I think I'll go say bye to some people," she said quietly.
Harry nodded and watched her leave. He turned and went back into the tent to say goodbye to his two best friends.
Hermione and Ron were sitting at the table in silence. Hermione's knuckes were white as she held Ron's hand.
"Hey," Harry said weakly.
Hermione tried to smile. Her lips curled in the corners and it gave her a look of pain not happiness. "Hey Harry. How are you?"
Ron just shook his head.
Harry sat and they sat like that, in an uncomfortable silence. None of them wished to break the silence. To break the dream that this wasn't happening.
Harry looked at Ron.
Ron looked away. Too embarressed to admit he was fearful. He knew like all others that it had come. He had but a little time before he approached his own death.
He turned away from Harry and looked at Hermione. "Hermione, I love you," he said quietly.
Hermione leaned over and kissed him softly. "Ron, what will come will come. You must accept your fate as we all must."
Ron stood up and took a step away from her. He shook his head. "Harry, have you seen Gin?"
Harry stopped. "Oh God, Ron. Where is Ginny. There's Death Eaters all around. What if she gets hurt?"
"Harry, she's not a little girl anymore. She's here to fight too, besides I'm sure she can take care of herself," Hermione muttered helpfully despite her own fears.
Ginny appeared beside Harry.
He wrapped his arms around her shoulders. "Gin, where were you? I was so worried."
Ron and Hermione walked away, giving the young couple some privacy.
Harry looked down at Ginny. A tear ran down her cheek. "Come on, Ginny, don't cry."
Ginny shook her head and looked up at Harry. "It's just that... Harry stay here. Voldemort wants you dead. Stay here please... You'll be safer," Ginny pleaded.
"Shh, Gin. It'll all be okay. I survived last time didn't I?" He said jokingly.
Virginia just screwed up her face and cried into his sweater.
Harry looked embarressed, "Ginny, please stop crying it'll all be okay. Stop crying, please. It's going to start soon and I want you to be safe."
Ginny wiped her eyes and tried to smile.
Harry down at her and breifly tightened his grip on her shoulders. "Ginny, I was going to ask you this after, but, things might change today so," he paused as he pulled a diamond ring from his pocket, "Virginia Bernadette Weasley will you marry me if we survive?"
Ginny smiled at Harry, her first true smile of the day. "Of course, Harry. I love you. You know that don't you?"
"Of course I do. And Ginny..."
Ginny looked at Harry questionably, searching his eyes, "What Harry?"
"I love you too," He said so quietly that only Ginny could hear before he leaned forward to kiss her.
Ron and Hermione reappeared a short while later smiling.
Ron looked up to see Harry and his younger sister locked in a rather passionate embrace. He coughed to get their attention.
Ginny and Harry stoped kissing but remained very close together.
Hermione noticed something gleaming on Ginny's finger. "So you too finally made it formal. It's about time too," Hermione said trying to make light instead of thinking of their awaiting deaths.
"Hey, Gin, you should really appreciate the ring. Harry dragged me and Herm through hundreds of jewelery stores before he found 'the one'," Ron said laughing.
Ginny smiled at her brother and sister-in-law. "We better get ready if we want to survive today," she said with her voice totally devoid of emotion.
Harry looked worried for an instant before he swept Ginny off her feet and carried her towards the command tent, where Dumbledore was.
A War Horn was blown not to far away. Ron gave a Hermione one final kiss before they followed the noise to their impending doom.
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Draco looked up at his father.
"Draco, you can kill who ever you like but Harry Potter is to be taken alive to Voldemort," Lucius said over the War Horns.
Draco smirked, "Father, can we keep some of them alive?"
Lucius smiled at Draco, "Sure boy, sure. Oh and that Weasley, the youngest one, Virginia I think, is to be taken to Voldemort as well, alive."
Draco looked jealous for an instant before he replaced it with his usual expressionless mask, "Yes, Father. I'll inform Crabbe and Goyle of these," he paused, "Rules of Engagement."
Lucius smiled at his son. His features overflowing with pride. "That's good, boy. Voldemort will be as proud of you as I am."
Draco nodded his head in acknowledgement as he left the command tent.
"Crabbe, Goyle, get over here," he yelled. He then explained to them the already simple rules in laman terms. He walked away from them as soon as they understood.
Pansy appeared at his side. "Draco, do you think that I would be able to stay near you? I'd feel so much safer," She purred.
Draco smiled as it dawned on him he could say whatever he wanted. It was rather unlikely he would survive the days events, "No, Pansy. I don't want you anywhere near me and I hope you die today," He said in a dangerously quiet voice as he strode off.
Pansy stopped where she was standing looking shocked.
Some one ahead of him yelled, "Morsordre," above the sounds of the War Horns. The Dark Mark filled the sky and Draco knew that his death was near.
"Accio broom," Draco yelled over the roar of millions of Charms and Incantations muttered at once.
His 'Firebolt 4000' flew into his hands.
He looked around to see if anyone was watching and hopped on. He launched himself into the sky to watch the battle.
A spell flew at his head as he ducked to the right.
Draco pulled his wand from his pocket and yelled, "Crucio." He felt intense pleasure as he watched one os them fall to their death.
He swore when he say the cloak fall to back to reveal the red hair of Virginia Weasley. He swore as he dived to catch her. He pulled up suddenly as he saw a much better flier dive to save her.
"Shit," he muttered angrlily as the cloak of the other flier fell back, revealing messy black hair.
He watched the pair fly to the ground. He descended to the ground gracefully as close to Potter and Ginny as he possible could without being noticed.
The person next to him screamed and then with a final gurgle went silent.
Draco smiled at the now dead form of Ron Weasley. He smiled at a fellow Death Eater. It looked like Ron got exactly what he deserved. Now to get Potter and Virginia.
He threw his broom next to the still form. "Keep it, Ron, Probably the most expensive thing you will ever own," he sneered.
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Hermione screamed and ran towards Ron's falling body
She saw Draco place his broom next to him with a smirk. No words of apology. Even to the end he was a smug bastard. He didn't even turn back when he saw her yelling at him.
Hermione stopped and stood next to Ron. She lay down next to Ron and pulled his hand around her waist.
"I love you, Ron," She said to the still form.
Goyle came towards her waving a wand.
Hermione grabbed her own wand and threw a large, blue fire ball at Goyle.
He screamed and ran past her trying to put out the fire.
Hermione smiled. Ron would have loved to see that. She leaned across very slowly. She placed a hand on either side of his face and kissed him gently.
Someone behind her muttered something that sounded remakably like "Avada Kedavra."
She screamed once as the green light hit her in the back taking her to her hearts desire and soul mate.
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Draco sauntered through the dead bodies of them. They all deserved it. They should have given up long ago.
Someone ran past him. He could smell burning flesh. He then saw that one of his fellow Death Eaters was burning. "Avada Kedavra," He said quietly putting his friend out of their misery. He lifted the hood. Goyles features were contorted into a picture of absolute pain.
He yelled in anguish. He had never thought to call Goyle, or Crabbe for that matter, real friends but they were all he had and now he was dead.
Potter would pay for this. He looked angrily ahead. Potter would die. Not at his hands. No he had no reason to dirty his hands on the pitiful Potter. Voldemort would do it for him.
He followed the path Potter had taken. Holding his wand ahead of him. Watching everystep to make sure that no-one was near him.
He saw their Command Tent in front of him. He grabbed his wand and walked in slowly.
Potter was in a corner leaning over Virginia. He lifted a cup to her lips. Ginny's eyes lighted up fearfully when she saw Draco in the door.
"Ginny, what's wrong?" Harry asked quietly.
Ginny looked at Harry. "D....Dra....Draco.." she stuttered not bothering to conceal her fear.
Harry jumped up and turned around, facing Draco. "Leave her out of this, Malfoy."
Draco laughed. "Don't worry, Potter. I won't kill her. I can think of other things she is useful for," Draco smiled maliciousely.
Ginny's hand went searching along the floor looking for her wand.
Draco looked at her and smiled. "Watch this, Weasley," he said as he aimed his wand at Potter, "Crucio."
Harry face contorted in pain, "Gin-get-out," he muttered.
Draco smirked. "You know as well as me, Potter, that I won't let that happen." He turned his wand on Ginny and laughed maliciousely, "Imperio."
Ginny stoped moving but her eyes darted to Harry. The pain and fear in them was obvious.
Harry stood up again. He raised his wand.
Before he could utter a word Draco was on him again, "Crucio."
Harry screamed and then collapsed to the ground. He slowly stood up and staggered.
Ginny's eyes darted around the room. No doubt hoping for salvation.
"Crucio."
Harry screamed. He crumpled to the ground. "Ginny, I love you," He muttered with his remaining strength.
"Imperio."
Harry was immobile like Ginny.
Ginny looked at Draco, her eyes were pleading.
Draco laughed. "What's wrong little Weasley? Afraid you might die? Or more worried that Perfect Potter here won't be able to save you?"
Ginny's eyes darted to Harry and the love in them was obvious even to one as cold hearted as Draco.
"Crucio."
Ginny eyes were the only thing that could show her pain.
Harry looked at Draco with pure hatred in his eyes.
Draco laughed. "So, Potter, I quess I win?"
He raised his wand, with but a single word he sealed their fates, "Morsordre." The Dark Mark erupted from the end of his wand. Suddenly they were over run by Death Eaters and the War was over.
Voldemort and Lucius Malfoy apparated into the room.
Lucius face exploded with fatherly pride, "Draco you have both of them? By yourself? My boy you have come along way."
Voldemort said nothing to Draco as he walked up to Ginny. "My love you shall be my wife, the bearer of my children," he said ignoring the fact she was under the Imperious Curse.
Ginny's eyes darted around the room again before settling on Voldemort.
"Don't expect any help anyone, my love. The War is over. We have won. Dumbledor is dead. I killed him myself not even a few minutes ago. He screamed like a girl when I put the Curitus Curse on him. Revenge for all those detentions he made me get in school. It is over now my love, my true heart. Come with me."
Ginny's eyes were glazed over with fear. She struggled against the Imperius Curse.
Draco smiled but said nothing. Seeing Ginny Weasley and Perfect Potter suffer was enough for him.
Lucius stood next to Draco and placed a hand on his shoulder.
Voldemort turned to Harry. "Well, boy, looks like I can get revenge for all those years of pain you caused me. Watch this, my love."
Ginny and Harry's eyes meet for an instant and for them time stood still. The love that passed between the angered Voldemort.
"Virginia, dear, watch." he turned to Harry. Harry's eyes were rebelious even to the end. "Avada Kedavra."
Harry's back arched and he screamed, some how breaking free of the Imperious Curse.
Draco turned and walked out of the tent. Glad that Potter was finally out of his way.
Voldemort turned to Ginny, "Come my love it is time to meet 'the end'."