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Thank you to Joleigh13 for beta-ing this chapter :)
By the time Ophelia finished her story, both Draco and Blaise were shocked. They couldn't believe what she had been through, but their own pasts weren't any better. They both were abused by their father.
Draco walked down the stairs. Lunch had finished before and he had a free period, so he decided to go down to the kitchens. He was hoping of scoring some of the cake they had had at dinner the previous night.
I slowly walked up the stairs. I was too tired to go to charms and it felt like my body was collapsing. My vision started going blurry; black spots appearing in my eyes, growing bigger by the second. I stumbled, my foot slipping off the step, and fell down, down into the dark abyss. Then it all stopped- I felt a pair of eyes hovering over mine, my eyes slowly opening of their own accord. "Draco?" Shock went through my body. Why did he save me? Why didn't he just let me die?
I looked into her eyes mesmerized by those big brown orbs. They looked scared and the spark that should have been there was absent. I was helpless, I knew she was slipping away and by the time I got to the hospital wing it would be too late. "Thank you, thank you for catching me" Ginny rasped at me, taking short breaths that would surely be her last. I couldn't help myself, a tear slid down my face. Here was an angel dying in my arms, and what does she do? She thanks me. I pressed a light kiss on her forehead and gently closed her eyes.
