May Dreams Save Us All

By Dranius

Disclaimer : I do not own Harry Potter!

Previously:

Blaise sighed, deciding to omit the evidence that she was as hooked about Draco as the other way round and continued in a tone of impending doom.

'But what do I think? I think we have two very dangerous wild cards that neither side will be able to control."

Saying this, his gaze flitted to the left corner of the room, where to him, Luna outshone all the other girls by her beauty, even though she was silently crying.

Suddenly his heart ached and he felt his magic flow thicker in his veins, then he knew he would need to Cut soon if he didn't want to lose control over it.

X. Our Past, Our Present but No Longer Our Future.

While she and Harry danced, Ginny noticed things. Things she'd never suspected, things she hoped would go further... Suddenly she felt very aware of how things were going to be after Hogwarts for all those seventh years. No longer would they be students, they would, more than ever, be enemies.

She suddenly felt very sad. Sad all those beautiful years would take such an abrupt end for them. So many unfinished things would be abandoned in these walls. So many hopes would be snuffed out in one night. So many dreams would be crushed.

So many beautiful things would stay unsaid...

"I realize the best part of love is the thinnest slice
And it don't count for much
But i'm not letting go
I believe there's still much to believe in"

As the band sang their song, she saw the way Goyle's eyes lingered on Susan Bones, the unusually mellow sadness of the deeply resigned seemed to shadow his expression of deep hatred at anything other than a Slytherin. Ron and Hermione sitting close together, hands linked, sharing the uncaring smile of those deeply in love.

She saw Blaise look across the hall. She saw the pain he felt: it was there in his eyes, it made him lose his appetite and sink into insomnia. She was sure he had fresh gashes on his fore-arms...

She followed his gaze and saw Luna.

"I know It won't be easy

but I'll cling on till Death

for this lost love I had in a Dream

I'll sacrifice my last breath"

The blond didn't radiate her usual outright weirdness, she was there. Normal. Tear streaked normal. There was no butterbeer cork necklace or pumpkin-seed earrings. No shape or color shifting robes. No Quibbler stuck in her pocket and even less a wand stuck behind her ear.

She wore make up, normal semi-fitted black robes. There were no feathers in her hair and instead of looking like she hadn't combed them that morning, they were tamed and hung around her face quite... normally. For some reason, this out-right normality about Luna worried Ginny more than the girl's usual habit of walking around the halls wearing 'specter-specs' .

Luna suddenly stood up and went out of the hall, pushing people out of the way."Ginny, I—" Hardly noticing he'd tried to speak to her, Ginny pushed away from Harry. "Sorry Harry, but I have to do something important for a friend of mine. See you around"

"So lift your eyes if you feel you can
Reach for a star and i'll show you a plan
I figured it out
What I needed was someone to show me"

Not waiting for his answer she sprinted from the hall, trying to catch up with Luna's foot steps. She rounded a corner just in time to see one of the doors leading to an empty class room close. Sighing she put her hand on the door and pushed it open. "Luna?Are you trying to find a Common Grizby?"

There was a short silence then..."Stop making fun of me and go away! Every one knows Grisby's don't exist. I was just being stupid. All those stupid thing I keep raving about have never existed. The Quibbler is just some piece of trash! Now, Go away." Luna was sitting on a dusty table, her knees gathered against her chest. She was hugging herself protectively as tears streamed down her cheeks.

Ginny had expected her to be depressed but not to that extent. And for some strange reason she was frightened: Luna had lost faith in everything. And what ever horrors happened, Luna never lost faith. Usually. "Luna... what's wrong? Speak to me."All Ginny got was a sob as the blond refused to look at her."Lu—"

"It's Blaise. He dumped me." Ginny went over to the petite girl and put her arms around her shaking form."He.. I thought he loved me... I thought he was the one. You know, THE man of my life! I thought I would carry his children, I thought we would be happy together. I love him so much Ginny!" Luna looked the red head in the eye, and went on, barely whispering. "Why? Why does this happen to me? Am I so strange? Blaise always said he liked me that way... Ginny, why did he have to abandon me?"

Ginevra looked at Luna sadly, she too, had silent tears clinging to her lashes. Thing she tried to keep hidden at the bottom of her mind swirled to the surface of her mind... ...What if I don't get a suitable work?...What if we loose the war? ...Will Draco be the one to kill me?...And Voldemort will master the world and... no... ...and then...

"Ginny, you are mine! You will always be... When I come back... you will by very personal toy. And no one will save you. Because, the world is as black with hatred as I am..."

NO!

Ginny closed her eyes tightly, erasing those thoughts from her mind.

I must not... ...Think.. ...like......no...

"-No Luna. No. You—W-we mustn't think like that." Ginny shivered and opened her eyes again, deciding to answer to Luna's question with the truth. Well as much as she was allowed to give."I don't know... Maybe—maybe Blaise doesn't have the choice? Maybe he thinks it's safer that way?"
"He's a Cutter you know.' said Luna suddenly, " He can't go against his feelings, or he'll suffer. And he'll have to cut his veins so he can keep control of his magic."

Ginny nodded."I think that, to him, your safety is worth all the pain he feels." Luna's tear streaked face looked worried."Really?"

"Yes Luna, I'm sure."

'"So he loves me."

"I don't know Luna. What do you feel."

You know you can't fool me
I've been loving you too long
It started so easy
You want to carry on

"-I feel..." Luna's eyes widened slightly and a small smile crept on her face " he still loves me."

"How do you know that?" said Ginny smiling."Because. It's there, right inside me. The warm feeling of love. It was there all the time, but I was too stupid to notice it." said Luna, playing with a familiarly designed silver ring around her engagement finger. "Luna, promise me something."

"What?" asked the girl, wiping her tears away. "Never-Ever loose faith again."

Luna smiled sadly. "I Promise."

Lost in love and i don't know much
Was i thinking aloud and fell out of touch?
But i'm back on my feet and eager to be what you wanted

Ginny escorted Luna to her common room and went back to the Hall just in time to see her family leave. Skilfully evading Harry, she made her way towards Draco."Having fun Dragon?"

"Stay close and I'll see what I can do Kitten..." Was his perverted answer. Ginny grinned and swatted him. "Perv."

So lift your eyes if you feel you can
Reach for a star and i'll show you a plan
I figured it out
What i needed was someone to show me...

They both sat at the table were Narcissa had been waiting for them."Well children, I'll be leaving you now: I'm sure you want some ancestry free time tonight." Narcissa hugged her son and then hugged Ginny, frightening her to no end. Narcissa kissed her cheek and said: "I hope I'll see you soon in enjoyable circumstances, Ginevra. Goodbye Draco, don't forget to apparate in the appropriate place when you're at London." The beautiful blond entered the carriage and waved at the teens, knowing very well this was the last time she would see her son with a respectable girl.

"I like your mum. She's nice." mused Ginny. "I'm glade you liked her because I have a feeling she wants her grandchildren to have your complexion." Ginny laughed lightly and leaned against him comfortably."Is your pack still investing the great Hall?" asked Draco.

Ginny ignored his mock "No, they left just after I danced with Harry."

"Great, we can skip the rest of the dance. Or would you rather stay Kitten?"

"No way. Anyways, my things are already packed so I don't have to bother later on." Draco chuckled softly, a surprisingly pleasant sound, and Ginny glanced at him questioningly. "I take it you'll be borrowing some of my clothes as usual..." he muttered.

"-You clever little cookie!" cooed Ginny, pulling his cheeks. Draco lightly bopped her head with his fist as they disappeared in the dungeons.

Ginevra took a shower and put on the top of his night clothes as usual. She browsed for a certain blood-stained book named 'Mentalisme, telekinesis and Mental issues' in Draco's personal library and prepared to read the last three pages while the Slytherin took his shower. She settled in the bed and arranged the pillows, opening the book intently.

Ginny read the last words and sighed in satisfaction just as Draco came out of the bathroom, pulling on a button up night shirt over his shoulders but letting it remain open. "You've finished that book at last?" he asked. "Yes... It was interesting." Draco stopped rubbing his hair dry and looked at her intensely. "It's yours now."

"Really?" Asked Ginny dying to have the precious thing but not quite sure if he was serious. Draco took the time to spell his hair dry before replying;"If you want it, but be careful, it's not a very popular book amongst you 'good guys'."

Draco threw his towel on the couch and slumped on the bed, rolling over to look up at her from his lying position. He had to know, it had been plaguing his mind... but he wasn't sure he was aloud to ask. Ginny put her book away and absentmindedly played with Draco's blond locks.

They stayed in a comfortable silence for some time, both deep in thought, happy to feel they were not alone. Draco sat up and locked her in his intense gaze, he gently brushed a stand from her face and made up his mind. "Kitten, what are your night mares about?"

His instantly regretted asking when her warm eyes suddenly hosted a haunted expression. She shivered and looked away, before talking. She owed his so much... Telling him this was a mistake, he knew it...but... she found herself trusting him. "About fifty years ago, a young, exceptionally talented Slytherin prefect created a cursed object, a journal, of the evilest sort possible. In it, he put a fragment of his soul, he made a Horcrux, waiting for someone to write in his journal, to pour his or her life force in it. Thus he would control this person and continue what he's started years ago. This person was me, and his unfinished task was ridding the school of anything but Pure Bloods."

She looked him in the eye and seemed to reach a decision."I was the one who opened the chamber in your second year and let loose Slytherin's creature. In the Chamber, the young Slytherin killed me for a few seconds, but Harry managed to destroy the journal before it was too late and the sudden amount of life force rushing in me was enough to bring me back amongst the living. The young Slytherin's name was Tom Marvolo Riddle, ironically he is a half blood, and I'm sure you've already met him personally. Only under a different name."

Ginny slowly reached out and pushed the shirt from Draco's shoulders,he made a move to stop her, but a single one of her looks put a stop to any idea of resistance : he let her take it of him, defenseless. She took his left arm and gently traced his fore-arm with the tips of her fingers."Because, after all, he's the one who carved his mark in your flesh."

Draco was in shock at a great number of things. She knew... she knew... and that meant that ..."Dragon, a 16 years old Voldemort haunts my dreams." Draco couldn't move, he couldn't even think! There was only one thing clear in his mind. "How long..."

Ginny looked at the mark and sighed."I always knew. I sensed it as soon as I saw you in September."

"I thought you'd hate me if you knew..." Ginny touched his check, looking at him seriously;"I never did, Dragon. The Dark Lord has us all marked in some perversely sickening way. "

Draco smiled ironically. "We all have our secrets don't we? It must be something about humanity, there is not trust, no respect. People think you are part of there lives and try to change you, but they can't, you're already your own person with thoughts and experiences for you alone..."

"You see, if I told my brother or my family about my dreams, they'd have me sent to St Mungos' for mental stability exams. Again." The young woman added the last word sardonically, almost as an after thought. She lay down under the covers and looked at the ceiling, hoping that somehow, it's shady darkness would make her feel better. Draco didn't say anything, he just settled besides her, protectively gathering her shaking body against his.

Ginny leaned against him and soon the shaking had subsided. "Train ride together tomorrow?" she asked and a slightly broken voice. Draco nuzzled her neck soothingly. "Sure, Kitten." He wrapped his arm around her waist and both fell into a restless sleep.

It was a rainy day, the sky was packed with graying clouds and rain was drizzling against the windows of the Hogwarts Express as it zoomed across the landscape. They didn't talk much till Platform 9 3/4 , just enjoyed one another's presence.

Ginny found herself wishing the train ride would go on for ever, that she wouldn't have to be confronted to the harsh reality that was life, war and death. The train screeched to a halt.

Draco stood and opened the wagon door, leaping on the platform. Ginny gracefully landed besides him, his fifth year retouched robes billowing around her. He couldn't help a stab of satisfaction that she was wearing something of his. They stepped a little away from the crowd, Ginny noticed her family near the apparition booth, waiting for her.

Draco and Ginevra solemnly shook hands, eyes locking. The blond man suddenly reached out tangling his other hand in her hair, tilting her face and planted a firm kiss on her soft, warm lips. He pulled away slightly, their noses almost touching. "I think that's a fair exchange for the kiss I stole you in the library." he whispered.

Ginny felt her hear beat harder than ever, threatening to burst out of her chest. Her throat hurt and her eyes felt dry. She wanted to scream. Draco nodded gravely at her silence and walked away. "Hey, Malfoy!"

Draco's shoulders tensed and he stopped walking, but didn't bother to turn around. If he did, he wouldn't find the strength to leave. Ginny straightened herself and held her head high, her eyes danced and a grin appeared on her face."See you on the battlefield."

Draco shook his head disbelievingly and apparated at Malfoy Manor. The nerve she had...but that was why her cared for her wasn't it?

Ginny watched Draco disappear, and smirked. Suddenly she felt happy for an undetermined reason. In fact the hole situation was just so strange it had to be laughed at.

So she did.

If she wouldn't allow herself to cry, she could at least laugh. Stuffing her hand in her pockets, she struggled to keep her fit of giggles under control, failing miserably. Something cold touched her fingers. Surprised, Ginny clutched it, withdrawing her hand from her pocket and examined the silver ring encrusted with two emeralds witch were designed to be eyes. Serpents. It was Draco's Slytherin ring. Still laughing, she put it on her engagement finger and fisted her hand as it adjusted magically. "Thank you, Dragon."

Then, all Hell broke loose on both of them.

And It wouldn't leave them be in a long, long time...

An: Don't worry folks, this is not finished yet. Oh no... not in a long long lime….

Beta Note:

Lunaian Princess: wow, this was really good, seemed kind of short…but filled with things that cause speculation and suspicion to flood our minds. Great job, not many errors, you're getting a lot better! -