A/N So, this chapter has been up before, but I took it down and am re-writing it and I am doing so because I got a review and went back and realized it was rough and hard to follow. So I am re-writing, some things will change but this is chapter 10, it is not chapter eleven. I am really sorry about this guys, last night I just wanted to post quickly, and compromised the chapter. So Thank you to WeasleyIsMyKing540 if it weren't for you the old sucky chapter would still be there. Again thank you. Also I want to starting trying to even out the length of the chapters probably around two thousand words each chapter. So here it is. Enjoy!

Draco's POV

"Ginny is dead." I say, between sobs. I am still angry.

"What? No! She was fine until last night! What happened? How do you know this?" Hermione asks.

"Ginny is dead. She died well in surgery at the hospital. I was outside her operating room. I heard someone yelling it to someone else." I whisper.

"What about the baby?" She asks. It only makes me even more angry.

"They gave up on it. Said it wouldn't last long and not to waste your energy on trying to save it." I say angry.

"Why? Why do our friends keep dying? We are dropping like flies." She almost whines.

"Really? I didn't notice! And in case you haven't noticed by now, I don't have all the answers! Leave me the fuck alone!" I say marching off.

I conjure up a bow and a ton of arrows. Archery helps me release tension and calms me down. When I do it, it is like hitting the target is all that matters. There is nothing else to worry about at the moment. I shoot one spot on a tree repeatedly as if I could do it good enough, enough times, that Ginny would come back. Eventually I stop, my fingers are sore, and I have terrible string slap. I heal my forearm and vanish my bow and arrows. I walk back to Hogsmade. I should say goodbye to Ginny. I go over what I want to say to her over and over until I reach the point where I can apparate from.

When I get there I am relieved to see to see a different receptionist. I hope I never have to see her again. I walk up to the desk.

"I would like to say goodbye to a friend who died about an hour ago. Can you tell me where to go? Can I even do that, or is there a policy against it? Look I just really need to say goodbye." I say. I practiced what I would say to Ginny. Not the receptionist.

"Patient's name?" She asks.

"Ginevra Potter." I answer. It hurts just to say the name. She checks for Ginny.

"Looks like today isn't the day you are going to do that. She was technically dead forty five minutes ago, for five minutes and twenty six seconds. But one doctor in there did NOT give up. Despite another doctor telling him to. She was saved. Her baby was temporarily in distress, but they monitored the fetus and in time the fetus was ok as well. The two aren't out of the woods yet but they are on their way. Once resuscitating her they continued on with the surgery removed the abscesses in her stomach that were the problem causers. They closed her up and she is recovering now." She smiles.

"I don't find this funny. Can you just tell me where I can go to say goodbye? I don't have a ton of time right now." I say angrily. Why would someone play such a cruel joke? I wonder.

"This isn't a joke. She is in high risk recovery, sixth floor, room 115." She says.

"I have had a really shitty day, so this better not be a joke. I was ready to start a lawsuit earlier, and I won't hesitate." I warn then walk off to the stairs.

I go up there still skeptical. I reach the door. Room 115. I knock.

"Who is it?" Someone asks, it is not Ginny.

"My name is Draco Malfoy. I probably have the wrong room though." I say. There is some muffled chatter.

"Come in." The woman calls. I go in. Ginny is sitting on a bed, a nurse sitting in a chair beside the bed. Ginny looks at me for a minute then the second I am in reach she pulls me into a hug.

"I will leave you two alone." The healer's assistant leaves the room.

"I almost went with Harry." She whispers, still hugging me. I hug her back.

"What?" I ask her gently. I pull away so I can see her face.

"Well at first everything was black, then I was running through this forest. Eventually I came to this beautiful place. It was like a meadow or something. There was a bridge it went to the clouds. I started to cross. Then Harry showed up. I almost went with him. I almost died." She says.

"You were dead, for five minutes and twenty six seconds." I tell her.

"Yeah the nurse told me."

"I am glad you didn't cross that bridge." I tell her. I think the whole almost losing her thing made me realize. I like, maybe even love, her.

"Why?" She asks. "Am I not a burden? You would be free of having to watch over me."

"Ginny, you are not a burden. Don't you ever think that! You are not a burden and never will be. I love you." I blurt the last part.

"You what?" She asks.

"I, I think, I think I love you."

"Why? I am a wreck. You don't want me. I am a stupid, pregnant, widowed, sixteen year old. I would only be an extra expense. And a hassle." She says.

"No. Ginny, I love you for who you are. You are not an extra expense or a hassle. I would be glad to help you raise the baby. If you want me to that is."

"I don't know. I am still getting over Harry. He wants me to be happy but," She pauses. "I don't know." She says.

"Well let's focus on getting you back to school. Tomorrow is the first day of school, and you will probably miss it."

"Ok."

We talk for a while longer until I have to go back to school. I hug Ginny, and leave.

Ginny's POV

It was, weird, almost dying. There was a meadow, it was beautiful. All the colours were soft and gentle. There was a bridge and I saw Harry. I almost chose to go with him, but decided to stay for the baby, and our family and friends. I hope I made a good decision. I am about to curl up and sleep when the healer's assistant comes back in.

"Hello again." She says as she enters.

"Hi." I say.

"So, I know it is getting late I just need to go over this with you."

"Ok."

"So if you can make is for another 12 hours, so until 8 in the morning, without issue. You can go home. I know you don't have much control, but if you don't feel good tell us. Now if you get to go back tomorrow, no heavy lifting."

"How heavy is heavy?" I ask.

"Nothing over ten pounds, and that is pushing it. You will have to check in with your school healer Madam Pomfery, every time you can. Don't stress yourself, if you feel overwhelmed then go to the hospital wing or your dorm and lay down. If there are no issues tomorrow at all, then you should be ok. You will have to take it easy, but you should be back to normal in two weeks. Do you have any questions?" She asks.

"I don't think so."

"Ok then, if you think of anything just call." And with that she leaves the room. I reposition myself and go to sleep.

The next morning I wake up at eight. No issues, at least I don't think. The same healer's assistant comes in because it was obvious they put alarms on me. I understand why, but it still pisses me off a bit. I am not a child, I am having a child.

"Good morning." She says.

"Morning. Did you leave the hospital at all? I mean, not to be rude but this can't be one shift." I say. If she was working all night she has been for at least thirteen hours.

"No. After I left you last night I went home. I just started my shift. Thank you for caring." She smiles warmly. "So, do you remember the instructions I gave you last night?" She asks.

"Yes."

"Ok, I am just going to give you a copy of the instructions and a couple of notes if you need to leave class. We are going to do some quicks tests and if everything checks out we will have you on your way." She says as she hands me some papers. I hope everything checks out. I want to get back to Hogwarts, and back to my classes.

I really want to graduate this year, it would make my life so much easier. The healer's assistant comes back and takes some blood. She then goes again.

"Ok, everything checks out, just follow the instructions and eat lots. Your lost about seven pounds with this whole ordeal, and that is not ideal. So gain some weight follow instructions and you should be good. We also made you an extra appointment your O.B.G.Y.N. so there is the date and time, if you need to, you can change it, but make sure you have the extra appointment. I will go floo your school once a professor gets here you can go." She smiles.

Well that is good, I guess. I will get to see the baby an extra time, maybe I will get to find out the gender early.

About ten minutes later Professor McGonagall comes into my room, thankfully she has a change of clothes.

"Hello Ginny. How are you feeling? I brang these for you." She hands me my school robes.

"Thank you. I am good. I will go change now." I quickly change and we go back to the school.

A/N So I hope this is a bit better. And I just want to say, Thank you to those who have followed and favorited my story, and those who took time to review. Even if you didn't review anything nice, you took the time to do it and were willing to help get the review number up, so thank you to everyone. I again want to thank WeasleyIsMyKing540. And you are right,I am young and new at writing. So the more constructive criticism the better. Please leave a review! Bye!