A/N: I good reviewers...from the messages. Thanks a lot you guys. Very sadly, the story is almost done. It's a good thing or a bad thing. Depends how you take it. So, now you read this, please R&R! I'll love you more than anyone! Expect for Harry Potter. I love him more...tactually its Draco. :D

Disclaimer: I don't own Harry Potter. I guess you can say I own the potion Blaise is about to use.

Plot: Three different students take the chances of being friends. It's leading to a different level after the fall of Lord Voldemort. It's now against light and dark and everything around it.

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Chapter 37 A Heart of a Sacrifice Boy

The next morning, Draco and Blaise walked inside the Great Hall. After Ginny had left last night, Draco and Blaise discussed more about Blaise and his sacrifice. So it bummed them out the rest of the night. So when they walked in they acted like nothing had happened, but only it failed completely. Blaise sat down miserable and Draco walked down the Gryffindor table. Draco had agreed to tell Ginny what was happening. Hardly anyone was at the Great Hall so it was perfect.

"Ginny I need to talk to you," The tone of his voice made Ginny stop laughing immediately and looked at Draco worriedly.

"What's wrong Draco?" Ginny asked sadly. He couldn't do it. He couldn't tell her what her best friend was doing and after all, he didn't want the Golden Trio to stare at him curiously. Draco looked at the Golden Trio in sadness, not one single hint they didn't leave. Draco looked at Ginny and she was even more worried about Draco.

He grabbed her hand and slid her a couple of spaces away from her other friends where they couldn't hear them. "Blaise is going to sacrifice himself." Draco held in his tears once again. Ginny widened her eyes, her fork fall on the plate with a 'cling'. Hermione glared at them curiously.

"Wh—why?" Ginny asked desperately.

"Because it's the only way to finish Wyatt off." Draco said quietly.

"But—but Dumbledore said you and me have to kill him for ourselves." Ginny whispered, and then her whisper went darkly. "And beside we killed him last night."

"I know we did, but currently Blaise didn't. That's what he told Blaise to do, you know finish him off."

"Finish him off for what!" Ginny shouted.

"I don't know! He was the one that said it!" Draco shouted back. Now most of the Gryffindors was staring at them.

"But why him? Why can't it be me or you?" Ginny shouted angrily.

"Because we're the ones that had killed him." Draco lowered his voice. Students started to whisper to their friends, Hermione, Ron, Harry and Blaise were the only ones keeping quiet.

"I don't care, that's our friend! There has to be another way!" Ginny pleaded. Draco put his head down and shook it violently; tears were forming in his eyes.

"There isn't." He said quietly.

"When is it going to happen?" Ginny whispered. She knew it was hard on her and for him. So to make it not so hard she should at least not let it hurt them too much.

"Tonight," Draco said softly. It was so low no one couldn't hear it.

Ginny's heart had stopped beating, all was left of her was to remain still. Tonight, tonight as in a few more hours left of the day. Tonight as in now. Ginny pursed her lips tightly and started to shake her head. It can't be tonight, it can't be never. Her tears were pouring out of her eyes Draco only stared at her with his eyes filling up with tears.

She got up and ran out of the Great Hall. Draco looked at Dumbledore from his chair. His eyes weren't twinkle and he didn't have the smile he would always have, instead he had a sad expression. Draco looked away from him and looked back at Blaise. His eyes were swollen as much as Draco and the both of them still managed to have tears in their eyes.

For the next few hours, Ginny had been stuck in her dormitory, locked the doors from the rooms. She walked around the small area of her bedside. So many thoughts were creeping up inside her head. The day she was partners with Draco and Blaise and how they hated her following them. They slowly became friends little at a time and yet they still managed to hate her. Her memories were replaying every scene she had spent time with them. The day her and Blaise were throwing pillows at each other and how they slept on the floor in Draco's room without even touching each other. And to them they seemed so close together. That night at the canyon, Blaise had saved her life from the fox that went flying at Ginny.

She began to cry softly in her hands, why did he have to do this? Why did he save her life like that? Was it because he really cared for her and that's why his going to do something so horrible to her and Draco to be safe. Ginny cried louder. Hermione, Ron, and Harry looked away from each other and stared at the stairs. They knew it was Ginny, there wasn't a way for her to come down unless someone tells her the greatest news ever and that was not having Blaise die. But they didn't know what was going on in the first place. So they had no clue what was wrong with her.

Draco and Blaise stood in front of a door Dumbledore had told them to be. Dumbledore had also told Blaise he could bring the most important people in his life. Blaise requested Draco and Ginny to be there, but Ginny never showed up. Both boys took a deep breath. Blaise opened the door and walked inside. There was a flat bed at the far corner of the small room. There were candles leaning against the walls. Dumbledore, McGonagall, and Madam Pomfrey were there gathering things up.

Dumbledore looked up from the small table and stared at Draco and Blaise. "Ah, Mr. Zabini you've arrived." He said with a small smile. Blaise nodded.

"Don't be nervous," Dumbledore walked up to Blaise. He put his arm around him, and whispered in his ear. "Just remember what I've told you." Draco gave Dumbledore an odd look. Blaise stared at the bed worriedly.

"Come on Zabini, just hop on the bed, and just relax." Madam Pomfrey said. Blaise slightly smiled. She caught on and rolled her eyes. She pushed his shoulder blades on the bed and Blaise instantly felt relaxed. He looked up at the ceiling. For being such a small room, the ceiling was high. His memories stared to swirl around up in the ceiling as he enjoyed watching every bit of it.

Ginny looked down at her watch, it was 7:00. Fifteen minutes left until Blaise does it, twelve minutes left now. Ginny's eyes started to water. Five minutes left she ran out of her dorm ran past Hermione, Ron, and Harry in the common room and out in the corridor. Her heart raced by the time she reached the cold corridor. She past a few students, past the Great Hall, past the corridor of the seventh floor and kept on running until she was in the back of the castle. She looked down at her watch she had two minutes left. Blaise have given her the directors when they past each other in the corridors. She couldn't look at the pierced blue eyes of his, they were full of sadness, and she couldn't stare at them and make him not do it.

"Now Zabini drink this," Madam Pomfrey gave Blaise a goblet. He grabbed it from her hands and looked down at the dark purple liquid.

"Is it going to taste disgusting?" Blaise asked curiously.

Draco laughed silently to himself. He knew what Blaise meant. Back in second year, when Draco was in the Hospital Wing with Harry after the first game of Quidditch. When Harry didn't have any bones left, thanks to Lockheart, Harry had to take a potion that tasted disgusting. Draco watched from his bedside and couldn't help but laugh and then soon after he started to groan.

Madam Pomfrey gave Blaise an annoyed look. Blaise drunk the potion as he stared at her nervously. A slow painful sting was going throw Blaise's entire body. He felt weak and hurt. He slowly closed his eyes and leaned back onto the pillow. Madam Pomfrey quickly grabbed the goblet out of Blaise's hands before it splashed everywhere.

Draco looked at Blaise the entire time without turning to anyone. He had noticed Blaise couldn't do it. He saw Blaise was trying to breath but it seemed rather difficult and the only way to get Blaise to do it was through his thoughts.

'Blaise don't breath, just let go.' Draco thought

'No, Draco I can't do it! I need Ginny and you. I can't do it!' Blaise's eyes were closed, he was trying to breath, trying to get the oxygen out, but it wouldn't let him. He wasn't ready to die. He couldn't do it.

'Blaise you're doing this for her. Do you really want her to die in your arms?' Draco held in his tears from the thought of Ginny dying in both of their arms.

'No that would be a nightmare. Draco, I can't.' Blaise slowly loosened his deep breathing. Draco realized what he was doing.

'Good Blaise, keep doing it! You can't let him kill her; imagine you and me killing him. Our curse and his curse backfired and it hit the three of us. We killed him and he killed us, but at the end we saved Ginny together.' Draco couldn't handle it any longer. His tears were flowing from his eyes.

'DRACO!' Blaise shouted.

'Blaise do it,'

Blaise let another deep breath out and slowly let the pain go through his body.

Ginny ran past the door she needed to be in. She ran back and opened the door violently. Dumbledore, Madam Pomfrey, and Professor McGonagall looked away from Blaise and looked at her, but only she wasn't staring back. She looked at Blaise on the bed. The painful curse potion reached to his heart, she was too late.

"No," Ginny said quietly. "No," She shook her head. "No!" She looked horrified. Ginny began to cry. Draco held her from behind to make her calm down. She started to kick and squirm. "Blaise come back! Please I'm sorry if I didn't show up, but I'm here, please come back!!!!!" Ginny was practically screaming at no one. Professor McGonagall and Madam Pomfrey had tears in their eyes and looked at Blaise on the bed.

"How can you do this to us?" Ginny continued. "How can you kill yourself for us?" She was loosened from Draco's grip since he was trying so hard not to break down and cry. Before she even past a foot he reached over and grabbed her again and held her tightly.

"Blaise I love you! You were the greatest best friend ever! Please come back!" Ginny shouted desperately. Dumbledore looked from Blaise's bed and looked at everyone around him. He was listening to every bit of what Ginny said, but he was focused of what Blaise done.

"He sacrificed himself for the people he loves." Dumbledore said with a surprised tone. The room went quiet.

"But Albus didn't you tell him to do that?" Professor McGonagall said.

"I've told him to act like he drank the potion, but inside he did it for the people he loved." Dumbledore said it more surprised. Everyone in the room looked at Blaise on the bed. His head was at the edge from the bed, his right arm was hanging loosing off the bed, and his other arm was on his stomach.

"Who were the people he sacrificed for?" Draco asked. Dumbledore took his eyes away Blaise and stared at Draco and Ginny.

"His love towards you two." Dumbledore said calmly. Ginny started to tear up again. "But there is a chance for him and the both of you can save him." He pointed out. Draco and Ginny stared at him. "Most witches and wizards go to a secret place. Beneath the school."

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