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I'm really sorry for the annoyance of the unable to reviewness with that last chapter. I didn't think about that when I took out the A/N chapter. It makes me sad really because that was, in my opinion, the best chapter in a long while. I was really looking forward to the feedback from you guys. But, only 10 of you reviewed the last chapter, so I understand your lack of review, but a lot of you could have reviewed anyway because you hadn't reviewed the last chapter! I'm saddened by the lack of reviews from you people. But, at least you're reading! That's the most I can ask for I guess.

Now, this chapter was really hard to write but I would like all of you to say hello to the plot, which finally made its entrance back into the story. I hope this chapter lives up to your expectations and you enjoy it. It sure as heck gave me enough problems writing it. I knew what I wanted to happen but that crappy writers block also made its reappearances and I didn't know how to word anything! *sigh* Dang that writers block! Oh, and sorry for the excess of Ginny POV lately. I hope this chapter fixes that nicely, though it still has some Ginny POV. And, to top off this chapter, I think it may be my longest chapter yet! How awesome is that?

One last thing before I let you read on. This chapter hasn't been looked at by my beta. I'm really sorry for any mistakes you may see as you read. But, for most of you, it won't be unusual considering I went so long without a beta anyway. But, either way, I emailed this chapter to her like two or so days ago and she hasn't emailed it back to me yet and I'm really impatient. I really wanted to get this chapter out to you guys. So, feel free to check back tomorrow or so and look back over it. There won't be any major changes though, just some minor grammatical errors fixed.

Side note (4/18/2011): I've made some changes to this chapter from what had originally been written. I realized the biggest mistake I think I've made with writing. In this chapter, I had mentioned Harry and them being taken to Malfoy Manor and blah blah blah but it was only yesterday I realized that I'd put it in my story twice. Later on, this plays a much more major role. I didn't realize I'd use this later and had no qualms of putting it in here. But, I honestly forgot I'd put it in already and used it later.

Just ignore the fact that it had once been in the story. The timeline for this story is much different from the books and it's about here that it starts to show. I've you've already read this chapter before the change, ignore the mess up and just enjoy the changes. Again, I'm sorry for screwing up, but at least I fixed it!

So, I'm going to keep this author note shorter than the last one and just leave it here.

So, without further ado:

Chapter 30

Ginny POV

I sighed for what felt like the hundredth time that day. As I looked out over the grounds from the window in the main room, I wished I were one of the many students suddenly spilling onto the grounds. I had been stuck in this little dorm for the past seven months. My time alone was grating on my nerves, though Amour did help with the loneliness. It wasn't as bad since I was only alone when Draco was in class or on his rounds, but it was still getting tedious. I was almost looking forward to the end of this school year.

I had been able to, through Draco, send some letters to my parents over the months. It helped to keep them oblivious to the danger I was in. I didn't want them to worry. I planned on telling what happened this year, though leaving out the Draco part. That wouldn't go over well. Along with my parents, I had also been able to communicate occasionally with Neville and, until Easter, Luna. For a while, the only thing I had been able to find out was that the Death Eaters had kidnapped her, as they were many people.

But it was through the immeasurably amazing Potterwatch that I found out the most horrifying news yet. It was on a weekend that Draco had been summoned to Malfoy Manor that I was laying on the sofa, Amour curled up on my stomach, with the radio on the table, that I heard it. The calm, deep voice of Kingsley announced the capture of several order members, including my older brother Charlie.

I stared in horror at my radio as the low voice continued to talk about what had happened. I felt the tears well up and spill over at the thought of my brother sitting in a dungeon sell somewhere being tortured by Death Eaters. He wasn't the only one taken though, three others had been captured that faithful night.

Thankfully, there was a happy ending to that story. Kingsley also described to us their counter attack and the successful rescue of all order members from the home of the Death Eater Thorfinn Rowle. I breathed a sigh of relief, lessoning my grip on poor Amour. It was a cold splash of reality, such news of the war. I'd known bad things could and would happen, but I hadn't expected it to hit so close to home as Charlie being captured. If anything were to happen to one of my brothers, I would have expected to hear something about Ron.

No sightings of Harry, Ron or Hermione had been reported since their disappearance. In a way, that was a good thing. They were keeping themselves well hidden, wherever they were. But, on the other hand, family and friends were worried sick. I wanted more than anything to hear news of my brother and friends, but it was a good thing I wasn't.

When Draco returned the next day, I asked him if he'd known about the capture of Charlie and the other Order members. Briefly he described to me what had happened upon his arrival home. He'd gotten their only to find out the news of the Order attacking the home of one the Death Eaters. His father had demanded he go with him to fight them off. Until they got there, Draco hadn't known who had been captured, only that it had happened.

Draco told me of how he refused silently to fight, pretending to but in all actuality, fighting his own comrades. He told me of how he'd stunned more than a few Death Eaters. In the midst of such a battle, the actions went unnoticed thankfully. But, after the Order had succeeded in their mission and escaped mostly unharmed, Voldemort had been furious.

He didn't go into detail about what happened after that, only that everyone there had been punished. He made that decision after I'd had to try and hold back tears when he mentioned the Cruciatus Curse. I knew how it felt and couldn't imagine how much worse it had been at the hand of Voldemort. I had offered what little comfort I could. I lay in his arms for a long time after that, content to just let him hold me. I think that was the greatest comfort for him, knowing I was there.

When we were talking later, I asked about what else he knew about from his side of the war. He told me that some people were being held prisoner in the dungeons of Malfoy Manor, though he wasn't sure who. He told me that it wasn't unusual for there to be people down there. He also told me of some battles being planned.

That was when we realized how much of a help we could be for the war. He, of course, had inside information of Voldemort's plans. After Christmas, he started giving me what details he knew about upcoming attacks or giving me names of people Voldemort had sent Death Eaters after. I had sent that information to Mum and Dad, though I kept my source to myself. With Draco's help, the Order had been able to not only stop many attacks, saving many lives, but also capture a few Death Eaters.

Though, at first, they kept asking me how I knew these things, they eventually let it go since I wasn't giving my source up. I knew Draco was in danger just by telling me these things, but if Voldemort, or anyone else, found out that it was Draco telling inside information, he would be killed on the spot.

I sighed again and stretched, coming out of my thoughts when Amour clawed my legs to get my attention. I looked down at her and stroked her head. "You're bored too, aren't you, sweetie?" I asked absently as she purred before I looked back out the window at the still filling lawn with another sigh.

Draco POV

Done. I was finally done with my NEWTs; done with school. I let out a sigh and shook my head. It was almost surreal to know it was finally over. I felt confident that I passed all my NEWTs, even Charms, because of Ginny's help. I wouldn't have done nearly as well at all without her. As I strode from the classroom that I had taken my final NEWT in, it felt as if a weight had lifted from my shoulders.

"I really hope that I did better than I think I did," Blaise said to me as we walked slowly from the last classroom we would ever have to step foot in. "Stupid charms," he muttered, shoving his hands into his pockets. But despite his words, a grin spread across his face. "We're done, mate."

I shook my head let out a soft laugh. "Hard to believe." I looked over at my best friend as he let out a loud laugh. I couldn't help the smile that flitted across my face as I rolled my eyes.

"Well, I for one am glad it's finally over. Though, I'm not looking forward to getting my NEWT results," he scrunched his nose in distaste at the thought of his grades. "Pretty sure I didn't pass Charms." Blaise, like me, hated Charms.

"Ginny's going to have a go at you when she finds out that you did bad after all that tutoring," I said in a whisper after a group of first years passed us.

"Well then," Blaise said with a grin. "I guess I'll go out and enjoy the sunshine before I face her!"

"I might come out in a bit. But I want to see Ginny first. I feel bad that I have to leave her alone so much. She hates being stuck in that dormitory," I said, lowering my voice as I spoke of Ginny. I couldn't risk people hearing me talk about the girl that, to everyone's knowledge, had been home for quite some time.

"Okay. I'll come up later to face the music. I figure it would be to much to ask that you not tell her about that last NEWT?" Blaise asked hopefully.

I shook my head and laughed, "Not a chance that I wouldn't tell her. After all those embarrassing childhood stories you felt compelled to share with her, I'm going to get back at you."

He simply shrugged. "It was worth it. I hadn't heard her laugh that hard in months," he said, a wide grin spreading across his face again. I nudged him in the ribs with my elbow before he started down the stairs. "See you later, mate," he called with a laugh as he descended the stairs.

I shook my head as I started down the hall that led to my dormitory. As I approached the chicken eating man in the portrait, I said my password, not even stopping, as he swung open, nodding with a mouth full of chicken. I quickly ran my wand along the walls that opened the door. I pulled it open, eager to see Ginny. She was sitting on the window seat with Amour curled next to her. She glanced up as I opened the door.

I strode quickly over to her, scooping her up in my arms and kissing her, spinning her around happily. Her lips crushed against mine and I could feel her smile as we kissed. Finally I let her down and said breathlessly, "Done! No more school!"

Her grin matched mine as she kissed me again briefly. "How'd you do?" she asked as she slipped her arms around my neck, playing with the small hairs on the back of my neck.

"Better than Blaise," I said with a laugh as I pulled her over to she sofa, sitting and pulling her onto my lap.

"Oh?" she asked curiously as she plopped onto my lap.

"Yes, I'm afraid he didn't pay much attention to your tutoring of us. I'm pretty sure he got a T on his Charms NEWT," I said with a laugh, my arms wrapping around her waist.

"Oh dear," she said with mock horror. "I guess I'm going to have to hex him now. Or maybe something more cruel," she drawled with a grin. "Maybe I'll put makeup on him." I swear her being around only Slytherins was starting to rub off on her.

"Hmm, I was thinking more along the lines of putting him in a dress and tossing him out the window," I said with a laugh.

Her eyes sparkled with humor as she laughed and said, "I like your plan best. But you know, you've avoided my question. Am I going to have to punish you too or did you do well on your NEWTs?"

"I do believe I passed all of them, even Charms," I said proudly as I pulled her down for a kiss.

"Darn," she whispered, her lips brushing against mine. "I could think of so many more ways to punish you." She kissed me slowly; giving me a taste of the kind of punishment I would have gotten, before laughing and hopping off my lap. I laughed too and grabbed at her, only for her to dance from my clutch with a giggle.

I leaned back against the sofa and put my hands behind my head, relaxing as I watched her pick up Amour from the window. It felt so natural being with Ginny. I couldn't imagine my life without her anymore. She set Amour on the floor and started to fold the blanket on the window seat. "Come here, cat," I said, holding out my hand to Amour.

She came running towards me, leaping gracefully onto my lap. I saw Ginny shake her head. "I don't know how you do that," she said with a laugh. "She never listens to me. She's nearly as bad as Artemis," I said, referring to the cat my parents had owned since I was seven.

I shrugged, laughing as I pet the cat on my lap. "What can I say? She loves me." I smirked as Ginny rolled her eyes.

"She's not the only one that loves you," she said, coming over to the sofa and kissing me briefly.

I barely had time to kiss her back before she pulled away, a smile on her face. "I love you," I whispered softly.

She sat down next to me, curling up against my side. "Why do you love me?" she asked, actually sounding perplexed. She gazed up at me curiously.

I was confused as to why she was asking but I answered her anyway. "For a million different reasons," I said softly, brushing some hair from her face. "You're full of fire, you never let people put you down. But you're also sweet, loving, and caring. You're also really smart, the smartest of your grade in everything but Potions." We both laughed a little at that. "Even that annoying Gryffindor bravery doesn't seem so annoying with you. You're not overly brave or stupidly brave, you know when not to fight." As I spoke a soft smile appeared on her face.

"You're the most beautiful girl I have ever known, or ever will. From your flaming red hair to the freckles that dust your body, you are beautiful. But never once have you ever acted conceited. I've never met anyone like you. You aren't one in a million, you're one of a kind. There will never be another you. There are so many reason that I love you," I finished, looking down at her. Her eyes were closed and she was smiling.

"When did you fall in love with me?" she asked softly, not even opening her eyes.

I knew when I fell in love with her without having to think about it. That realization stood out in my memory. "When I fell in love with you and when I realized it are two different things. Which do you want to know?"

"Both," she said immediately.

"I think I fell in love with you that day in the library when you said my name. Not Malfoy, but Draco. But, I was too stubborn to admit it, even to myself. I started to get an inkling that there might be something more to my feelings for you before Christmas last year. That was when I gave you the necklace," I said, touching the necklace I had never seen her without. "But I realized that I truly did love you last summer when I tried to let you go. I realized it almost to late."

I saw her smile falter when I motioned last summer and I could tell it was hard for her to think about. I felt horrible about what I put her through. "I don't deserve you though," I said, kissing her forehead. "But, I'm not complaining."

She laughed softly, opening her eyes and leaning up to kiss me. "I'm glad," she said.

Just then the door opened a bit and Blaise popped his head in. "Well, I can see you two are busy, so I'll just go," he said, going to shut the door again.

"Oh no you don't," Ginny said with a laugh as she jumped up and dashed to the door, pulling Blaise in by the back of his robes. "I heard you did poorly on your Charms NEWT." She pulled him inside and pushed in towards the sofa where he sank down next to me. I think he was hoping that by being near me she would hurt him. I couldn't help but smile. "Now what happened to all that information I crammed into your brain for the past three weeks?" Ginny asked indignantly, standing over him with her hands on her hips.

"Who ever told you such a malicious lie?" Blaise asked, humor dancing in his dark eyes. "Why, I've never failed a exam in all my life! Your tutoring did amazing things, I passed my Charms NEWT with flying colors." He lied through his teeth, a huge grin on his face.

"Uh-huh," Ginny said sarcastically, sitting down on the edge of the coffee table across from us. "And next you're going to tell me you never told a lie?"

"Why, of course!" Blaise said with mock indigence.

"I could name a few incidents to prove that's a lie," I said with a smirk.

"Oh, do tell," said Ginny. She loved hearing stories about the things Blaise and I used to get into, and still did, on occasion.

"No, no," said Blaise, his face getting a few shades darker. It was almost as if he knew which incident I would tell. "That really isn't necessary. No need to bore Ginny here with silly stories."

"Okay, now I have got to know. It must be good if it's got Blaise blushing," Ginny said, turning her full attention to me.

"Well, there was this time, in our third year, that really sticks out in my mind," I said, looking over at Blaise.

"Oh no, not that one!" he complained.

"Oh yes, that one. I do believe that was one of your shining moments, Blaise. I'm sure Ginny would love to hear about it." Blaise just gave up and sunk back into the sofa, his face scarlet. I turned back to the redhead in front of me. "Well, you see, when we were in third year, Blaise had this girlfriend. Well, I think it was the second one he had that year," I said, glancing over at Blaise for conformation.

"Yeah," he said, glaring at me.

"So yes, his second girlfriend that year and she was a year older than him. Anyway, it was around Christmas time and had had gotten her this grand gift. I can't recall what it was, but what he ended up giving her was much better. You see, while he was in the bathroom fixing his hair, I switched the gift. In its place was a very skimpy nightgown. Really, it was little more just some lace. Either way, I made sure I was nearby when he gave it to her."

"Yes, it wasn't until she opened it that I got curious as to why you tagged along," Blaise muttered from his spot on the sofa.

By this point Ginny was trying to stifle her laugher, her bottom lip trapped between her teeth. "So, obviously, when she opened it Blaise expected one response, but got a totally different one," I continued. "She slapped him across the face and, throwing the box at his feet, stalked down the hall."

Now Ginny was clutching her sides from laughing so hard. I joined her laugher and even Blaise smiled a bit, forgetting momentarily that he was sulking. "And then," I said when I caught my breath and our laugher died down, "he looked in the box and saw the nightgown. He went running after her, trying to explain that he didn't mean to give her that. She thought it was for someone else. In the end he lied through his teeth, saying that the sales lady must have wrapped the wrong one for him. I didn't work though."

"That was the last time I even spoke to her," Blaise said, smiling now, though is face was still red. "Good thing too. She got pregnant halfway through last year if I remember correctly."

"Who? She got pregnant here? Last year? Why didn't I hear about it?" Ginny asked with shocked curiosity.

"Tanya Miller. Very few people outside of Slytherin knew," Blaise said with a shrug.

I nodded and added, "Her own stupid fault though. There are plenty of contraceptive spells she could have used." I almost immediately regretted saying that aloud. I knew it bothered Ginny that I had been with so many girls before I met her. I had used many of those spells before on numerous occasions.

"Yeah, that was really stupid of her. But, then again, she never struck me as the smart type," Ginny said, not even looking put out by my statement. I smiled and nodded.

After that, we all lapsed into silence, each sucked into our own thoughts. My thoughts turned to the day Hogwarts let out for the summer, some of us leaving for good. I frowned at the thought. This place had been my home for the past seven years. But, that wasn't what I was going to miss about this place. I would miss Ginny. I knew that I wouldn't be able to see her much, if at all, after we left, for as long as there was a war at least.

With my thoughts on Ginny, I began to ponder the problem we would be facing in two days, when it came time to leave. I had been putting off thinking of that day for some time now, thus not coming up with a solution to this problem. She couldn't just walk out of my room after being 'gone' for seven months. If the Carrows saw her, it would put her life at risk. But she had to get on the train.

I got up from the sofa and walked to the window, staring out at the tree that many fond memories were made under. I wasn't sure how I could get her to Hogsmeade without people seeing her. I heard Ginny get up and walk over to me. Her hand slid up and down my back in a gentle, calming rhythm. "What are you thinking about?" she asked softly.

I shook my head and looked down at her. "I'm not sure how to get you to Hogsmeade in a few days so you can get on the train home." I tucked a lock of her hair behind her hear, letting my fingers linger on her cheek. "You can't just walk out of here and down to Hogsmeade."

"Yeah," she said, looking down. "I've been thinking about it and I really don't see any way. The only thing I could think of was Harry's invisibly cloak. But, obviously, I don't have it."

I put my arm around her and held her to my side, staring back at the tree by the lake. I was lost in thought again when Blaise spoke up from the sofa behind us. "Polyjuice Potion." I spun around to look at him, as did Ginny. "That would work. I could get some hair for you from some Slytherin girl."

"But there are two problems with that. First off, there isn't time to brew Polyjuice Potion, along with the fact we never learned how. You might know for some reason but either way there isn't long enough to do so. Also, if you managed to get some in two days, won't people notice two of the same person walking around? It isn't like you could stun her for a bit, because who ever it is needs to get on the train too," Ginny pointed out.

"I have Polyjuice Potion," I said, my brow creasing as I thought of ways to overcome the two of the same person predicament.

"You do?" Ginny asked incredulously.

"Yeah, I've always kept some on hand for the past two years. It's not hard to get, if you know who to ask," I explained.

"We could just make sure that it's of someone who will leave early," Blaise said suddenly. "That way she would be on the train and then when we go, she would just look like she was running late or something."

"That could work," Ginny said slowly, frowning. "But how would you know if whoever this is, will leave early?"

"I pay attention to people," Blaise said casually. "There's this second year who's always one of the first people up in the mornings and almost always one of the first in the Great Hall. I bet she would leave pretty early for the train."

"Could you get her hair today or tomorrow?" I asked, happy now to have found a sound solution, or as sound as it could get.

"Yeah, that will be easy," Blaise said with a grin. "She's had a crush on me for the past few months. I could use that to my advantage."

"Blaise, that's horrible to play with her feelings. She's so young," Ginny scolded. But she was still smiling. It was hard to really be mad at Blaise.

"Whatever works. Besides, it will make her happy." Blaise shrugged as he got up from the sofa, stretching. "Well, I'm going to head down to the dormitories and see if I can catch her before dinner."

"See you later," Ginny said as he walked out the door.

Now that we had the problem of how to get her to the train solved, my thoughts turned to the inevitable goodbye that would come in just two days' time. I pulled Ginny to me, wanting to savor every moment left with her. I wasn't even sure if I would see her again after that day. I could only hope and pray I would. With being on different sides of the war, nothing was guaranteed with our relationship. We would be separated for months at best, maybe years. I just hoped our love was strong enough to endure the time apart.

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