Chapter 11

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Ginny's POV

Ginny woke up and opened her eyes to complete darkness, she sighed and rolled over to look at her alarm clock and saw it was four thirty am. Knowing she wouldn't be able to get back to sleep Ginny got up and walked over to the bathroom as quietly as she could and got showered. It was very rare that she had even five minutes in the bathroom never mind being able to take her time.

Ginny took her time and finally thirty minutes later she was done and dressed in her favourite jeans and jumper. Deciding to go for an early morning walk Ginny grabbed her scarf and walked out of the castle. As she walked out of the front doors Ginny was grateful that she had picked up her scarf although it was too cold it was very windy and the scarf would half block the wind.

Walking into the courtyard Ginny stopped and looked up at the sky. Smiling she noticed that the sun was beginning to rise making the sky an amazing array of colours, the sky was a mix of purples, yellows, oranges and light blues. Unable to stop looking at the stunning sky Ginny walked over to the lake and lay on the ground. Unlike most morning's the ground was soft and dry making it very comfortable , the grass becoming a cushion for her small frame. Ginny immediately stopped thinking of the thoughts that had been plaguing her sleep and began to listen to her surroundings, when she concentrated she heard the waves crashing on the lake as the Giant Squid began to wake and hunt for food, she heard the birds singing their morning songs to each other and begin their morning hunt's also and she heard the rustling of the trees, it seemed as is if they were greeting her as the ones closest to her seemed to sway the most. Letting herself become immersed in these sound's Ginny began to drift into a calm and peaceful frame of mind.

She took in a deep, satisfying breath as she watched the sun continue to rise and chase away the purples that had been the only remainder of the night before. She stayed like this for a while, just relaxing, being part of nature, she felt so peaceful at times like these, but then she began to remember the time when peace was all that she had wanted yet seemed so far from her grasp.

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Ginny looked around her room and sighed, she had been holed up here ever since the Chamber of Secrets, ever since she was controlled and was made to do unthinkable things to her family and friends. She stayed in her room not wanting to see anyone, not wanting to see the pity in their eyes that they held for her, or the fear for her safety. Or theirs. She was sure they still had their suspicions on whether she had wanted it to happen, or if she still held a part of him inside of her. She would always wonder that herself, and just in case there was it was best to stay away.

Her parents kept trying to come and speak to her every day in the beginning, but they just didn't understand that she wanted to be alone. It took a while but they began to understand, they stopped begging her to come down and see their visitors and the family. She couldn't even bring herself to see Professor Dumbledore when he came to visit. Although he had told her it wasn't her fault she knew he was just being polite. No, she didn't want to see her family or friends.

She didn't deserve their love and she didn't deserve their worry. It was all her fault, she knew it, they knew it but were still willing to let her be a part of their lives regardless, she couldn't let them though. Harry Potter had nearly died because of her he was almost defeated by the Basilisk, if it hadn't have been for Fawkes saving him he would surely have died in that chamber. The worst of it all was that Lord Voldermort would have returned because of her, he had regained human form because of the energy and magic she had fed him.

She had been so stupid to think that a talking diary was good for her and not evil, even if Tom had made it all seem normal. He had gotten into her head, she had let him, no she pulled him in with open arms and welcomed in to her most intimate feelings and thoughts. What a fool she was.

By the time she had realised who he was, it was too late, she was too sucked in, too involved in Tom and his lies. She believed everything he said to her, she believed they were meant to be and that he was coming back for her, and her alone because it was too painful for him to be away from her for a minute longer. He had said he was only in existence because of his love for her. She had been so happy when he had said this her, finally she had someone to love her, someone she could love and they would be so happy together once he had taken his form.

She made sure to call him Tom, she had somehow managed to separate Tom Riddle from Lord Voldermort, Tom was a sweet, smart, caring person who was in love with her whereas Lord Voldermort was evil, he was a killer and could love no one, not even himself as it would destroy his very essence, his soul was black.

Ginny shook her head in disgust and stood up to walk to her bathroom. So stupid, she had risked so many lives, hurt so many people and for what? To feel accepted? To feel loved? She didn't deserve any of that, not anymore. Ginny looked at herself in the mirror, she was a shell compared to her former self. Her eyes had bags under them and seemed to have lost their brightness. Her hair was a tangled mess shoved into a ponytail no longer cared for. Her small frame seemed to be just bones with skin draped over them, she hadn't eaten for a long time, only drank water when it became too uncomfortable not too. She looked at herself in disgust she was barely passing for human these days. She thought back to the days where she had at least had friends, before Tom that was.

She had begun to distance herself from them believing that Tom was the only person she needed in her life, the others were just vessels she could use to get what she wanted and nothing more, she had barely any contact with them after first opening the chamber and after the ordeal had no contact at all with them, she didn't blame them for that she had abused their trust, abused everyone's trust.

She knew she would never be trusted again, never be looked at in the same way again but she couldn't blame them. Any of them. She had been touched by evil and she had liked it. She had felt the mind of a truly evil person and felt love towards it. She could even hear his thoughts towards the end, when so much of her energy and being had been poured into the diary even at the end when she knew what his plans were, knew that she had been used she still held a little hope that she could still be loved. Seeing the pity and fear in everyone's eyes when she came into the Great Hall after it had happened made her loose that hope.

Taking a deep breath Ginny lifted her wand and pointed it at her wrist, ready to say the spell that would end all her pain and end all her fear. She wanted it all gone she wanted to feel nothing, to be at peace.

Gathering her breath ready to complete the spell Ginny took one last look at herself in the mirror.

"Ginny?" It was the one voice that could have stopped her, because back then for her, it was only him.

Harry.

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Ginny got up as the sun had finally risen and stood too look at the lake, it had been a long time since she had thought about that, wanting to put her darkest moment behind her. She knew if it wasn't for him, Harry, she wouldn't be here today. She would have gone through with it. She owed her life to Harry, not that he would ever know, no one knew about that day only her, and that was how it was going to stay.

She supposed it was part of the reason why she had wanted to be with him for so long, he had saved her. It wasn't meant to be, but she would be eternally in his debt. With one sad look back at the lake she turned and walked back to the castle. It was now six thirty am and her school friends would be getting up soon.

Draco's POV

Draco looked at his clock for what seemed the fiftieth time that night, five thirty am, running his hand through his silky blonde hair. Draco got out of bed and without thinking made his bed and walked over to the shower.

He had spent all night tossing and turning, he couldn't seem to settle into his normal sleeping routine. He hadn't been this restless in a long time. Once dressed he decided to take a walk, he left the dungeons through the back tunnels that led out near the forbidden forest. As he got outside Draco smiled. It was a rare occasion when he could just be himself unguarded, he rarely ever let himself drop his barriers but he couldn't help it. In front of him was the most beautiful sight he had ever seen.

The sun was rising over the tops of the tree's there was still a slight purple tinge to the sky, the last remnant's of the night, but the rest of the sky was a brilliant orange and yellow with blues mixed in. It truly was a magnificent sight. Draco stood there just watching the sunrise and the animals begin to wake around the edges of the forest. Draco watched as a baby Thestral poked its head out sniff in his direction and then pull back in when the sunlight hit its nose. Thestral's were uncomfortable in the light, it didn't hurt them but they still preferred the dark.

Smiling Draco continued to walk around the forest and came to a stop at the Lake. He had always liked it here. Peaceful, quiet and un-demanding. Ever since beginning at Hogwarts Draco had had to become someone else, someone with no emotions, someone with no regret or care for anyone else. He didn't like being this version of himself, not all the time anyway. Sometimes it was helpful, especially in cases where he wanted someone to get away from him, quickly he would just give them his Malfoy glare and use his wit to get them away from him., but he also found when he wanted someone close this version of himself wouldn't allow it.

Something moved out the corner of his eye and Draco shrunk slowly into the edges of the forest hiding in the shadows. He could see something moving, something white but with a red glow. After a few seconds he realised it was someone lying down, the white seemed to be a piece of material flowing in the wind.

Creeping further along the edges of the forest closer the person lying down he could see who it was. The person who had been invading his thoughts recently. The littlest Weasley. She had an almost serene look on her face as she was staring up into the sky. Draco just stood there and watched her, mesmerised. The wind was playing with her hair, the wind picking it up and almost seemed to be caressing her face. Draco's hand twitched of their own violation, he wanted to be touching her face, caressing her face. The sun was shinning so bright around her as if its sole job was to smile down on her to keep her basking in its warmth. The sunlight bouncing of her glorious red hair surrounding her in a halo that seemed so fitting considering at that moment her expression seemed so innocent, so powerful that he would have sworn she was an angel had this been the first time he had seen her.

After what seemed like hours of watching her, Draco made himself turn around and walk away with a second glance and headed back to the dungeons. It could never happen between them. He was a Malfoy and she was a Weasley, nothing else mattered, especially not his feelings for her. Whatever they might be, he was too confused to understand them. He had spent all of his life prior to Hogwarts being taught of society and who it was acceptable to befriend and who it wasn't. The Weasley's were the top of the 'don't befriend list', he had been told of their wealth or lack of, their hand me down clothes and their love of muggles and muggle-borns.

When he saw Ginny he didn't see money signs like people saw when they looked at him, he didn't see rich and soft clothes that felt divine to wear like his and he didn't see brand new top of the range items which he was accustomed too. No, all he saw was a beautiful person, inside and out it didn't matter her social standings to him, her wealth standings didn't mean anything to him.

It was just a shame they were the only things that mattered to his family.

As Draco turned the corner out of sight, Ginevra Weasley stood up and walked back to the castle both beginning their day not knowing that the other was in total turmoil. Neither understanding their feelings of each other and neither of them planning at any point in their lives to take action on them.

And it was all for the good of the family.