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The night went on and Ginny crawled into her bed, feeling worthless. She tried to sleep, just so she could forget everything that had happened over the past night - the past year. She had gotten out of her dress, tossing it across the room, trying not to look at it, and changed into jeans and a long sleeved black t-shirt, to fit her mood. In an effort to forget D, she had shoved her ring into her pocket, feeling it against her hip bone.

She lay awake until nearly 3 or 4 that morning. She never slept, but at that time she heard a series of loud bangs and a series of screams. Ginny jumped out of bed and slipped into her jacket, running up the stairs to the boys dormitory.

"Harry," she said loudly, shaking his sleeping body. "Harry, wake up!"

Harry groaned and rolled over, catching sight of Ginny's panicked face.

"Get dressed," she said urgently, "something's going on outside."

She sat on his bed as he hurried to get dressed behind his dresser. He hurried out of the room and out the common room portrait, Ginny following close behind.

Ginny took Harry's hand, to his surprise. "I'm so scared, Harry."

Harry held her close to his chest. She buried his head into his shoulder. "It's gonna be okay, Ginny," he said soothingly. "Everything's going to be okay…"

He said this, but he wasn't quite sure if he believed it.

o.O.o.O.o.O.o

Ron and Hermione were already outside, ducking behind a bush.

"What's going on?" Harry asked quickly.

"It's him," Hermione said fearfully. "He's here."

Harry's face darkened and Ginny let go of his hand with a squeeze and looked him in the eye. "Do what you have to do," she told him.

He nodded and swallowed, as if there was a lump in his throat. He turned to go and she caught him, pulled him back and kissed him one last time, "You can do it Harry. We have faith in you."

o.O.o.O.o.O.o

Draco lay awake, staring at the ring on his finger, which burned red. She was still thinking about him.

His thoughts were broken by the bursts of spells shooting off. He was still dressed in black pants and his white shirt and tie, however his shirt was untucked and slightly unbuttoned, his tie loosened. He looked as if he hadn't slept in years. He grabbed his wand and hurried out the door.

War broke out in the dead of night. Dumbledore was already out, trying to get all of the younger students inside, only letting those who insisted on being there stay. He had no time to fight the stubborn.

Draco stumbled out the steps, looking around for anyone he knew. For a split second his eyes met Ginny's, but she glared at him and turned back to Granger and Weasley.

Someone in a dark robe and a white mask shot a spell toward him, shooting deep green. He twisted out of the way and threw a disarming spell back.

Only yards away a child there was a child screaming. Draco moved forward but a flash of red stopped him. Ginny had jumped in front of the child, and disarmed her attacker, binding him in magical rope that appeared out of thin air. She carried the child in her arms into the large building.

He was so caught up in watching her leave; he didn't notice the masked person creeping up behind him.

"Malfoy watch out!" Vivian, a friend of Ginny's, shouted at him.

He snapped around quickly and blocked the spell, ducking behind a bush.

While she had been protecting Draco, she hadn't noticed someone new aiming at her from behind. A Cruiciatus curse hit her in the back.

"VIVIAN!" Ginny shrieked as her blond friend fell to the ground. Vivian's body crumpled into a limp ball.

The man lifted his wand and Ginny shot a spell at him, only disarming him momentarily.

Ginny ran toward the body of Vivian, trying to shield her, but it did no good. Ginny was hit with a different spell she wasn't familiar with.

For a moment she was paralyzed, but she heard the faint voice beside her, which yelled, "Avada Kedavra!"

Vivian fell, lifeless and cold, her beautiful body laying in the dirt.

Ginny regained feeling in her body and her eyes filled with rage. She hadn't been able to save her friend.

Nothing was going to stop her now. She used the Cruciatus curse on the man, and bound him as she had before. Before she ran back, she kicked him as hard she could, square in the side of the head.

Not quite sure if he was still alive, she moved away, looking for Harry. She spotted him, battling with Voldemort. They soon fell out of site and she began to shake once more.

o.O.o.

Mindy's eyes fluttered open. The fire was still going before her, and a blanket was draped over her bare body. Blaise was standing beside the couch, tucking his wand into his robe.

"Where are you going?" she asked sleepily, "It's 3 in the morning."

"It's time," he told her. "The war is finally here."

Her eyes were fearful. "I have to go back to my common room and change my clothes...I can't fight in this."

She was standing, with the blanket around her, and she had her dress in hand.

"Mindy," Blaise said, placing his hand on her cheek. "I don't want you to fight, you could be hurt."

She shook her head, "I practiced for this. I know what I'm doing."

"I don't want you to get hurt," he said. "My dad is going to be out there I'm telling you, these guys know what they're doing and they aren't scared to kill you."

"Blaise," Mindy said firmly, "I know what's out there. I know what we're up against, and I'm fighting. So are you coming with me, or not?"

Blaise nodded and kissed her.

o.O.o

Mindy spotted Ginny when they got outside, and hurried toward her. "Gin, are you alright? You're not hurt or anything are you?"

Ginny shook her head, "Vivian…"

"What about her? Where is she?"

"She… I tried to help her," Ginny faltered, a few stray tears dripping down her face. "I wasn't fast enough."

Mindy knew what had happened. She hugged her friend. "Ginny you couldn't have stopped it. It's not your fault."

Ginny exhaled, "We can't just sit here. They're getting stronger. More keep coming in."

"Have you seen Draco?" Blaise asked Ginny. Her eyes met his with sadness behind them.

"He's over there," she told him, pointing to the blond boy.

Blaise nodded, now sure that his friend was alright. "I'm going to go see what I can do. I love you, Mindy. Stay somewhere safe, and don't come looking for me. I'll find you."

She kissed him, and he left.

Mindy turned and saw a masked person. She wasn't afraid to use the killing curse. Not now she wasn't. So she did.

The two friends fought back to back, ensuring each other's safety.

They continued like this for nearly an hour.

"Ginny," Mindy said, out of breath, "we have to split up, okay? I have to find Blaise and make sure he's okay."

Ginny nodded, and Mindy ran in the direction Blaise had nearly an hour before. Ginny's back was no longer covered. Almost instantly she was hit with a sharp painful spell in her back.

She fell to the ground and looked up at her attacker. Lucius Malfoy stood above her.

"Well, well, well, if it isn't Ginny Weasley," he drawled in his usual condescending tone.

She whimpered in pain, staring at the wand pointing down at her.

"Crucio!" he hissed. Ginny bit her lip until she was bleeding, trying to suppress the pain. A shriek escaped her lips and tears leaked from her eyes, already red.

Ginny began to feel herself slipping away. She was losing consciousness. The last thing she felt before she passed out was a harsh pain and blood trickling down her face. She was bleeding on her back, with thin gashes everywhere as if she had been whipped.

For the second time in her life, Ginny Weasley felt as if she was going to die.

o.O.o.O.o.O.o

Mindy had found Blaise, battling with his father. She ran toward him but was stopped by a large man with a long beard.

"Get out of my way!" she shouted at him.

He grinned and advanced toward her. She shot a spell at him, not really paying attention to what it was, and leaped over his body just in time to see a flash of green and Blaise falling to the ground, lifeless.

Mindy froze as a heart shattering scream escaped her lips, then breaking dawn. Her heart broke into a thousand tiny pieces as the body of her lover fell to the cold ground.

Tears of rage poured down her face as she ran toward Mr. Zabini, Blaise's father.

"How could you?" she screamed at him, "He was your son!"

The man ignored her and raised his wand. Mindy was faster, shooting the Cruciatus curse at him. She walked over to the man, now on the ground.

"I want you to suffer," she said through gritted teeth. She stomped on his hand, crushing his fingers beneath her heel.

She used the Cruciatus curse on him repeatedly, until he was screaming in pain. She raised her wand and opened her mouth to use the killing curse, but decided against it. "I want you to know what it feels like," she said in a frosty voice.

Her foot came to the side of his face and she stomped, breaking his neck.

"You god-damn son of a bitch," she said vengefully, and turned, crumpling to the ground and clinging to the body of her deceased love.

o.O.o.O.o.O.o

Draco had done it. The only thing he never thought he would be strong enough to do, he had done. As he stood over the pale body of his father, Draco shivered.

Lucius had been ready to Mindy, who was holding tight to Blaise's body. Draco didn't know what had given him the strength, but he had killed his father.

Perhaps it was that he had seen him walking away from Ginny Weasley's unconscious and blood-battered body. Or maybe it was that it was then, and only then, he truly realized how much Mindy had loved his best friend.

Now that it was over, Draco couldn't stop shaking, even as he held Mindy to shield her from the attacking foes. It would have been Blaise's only wish that she stay safe.

This girl who was so strong and kept so many walls so high around her, was crying into his chest. He didn't stop her, although he eventually led her inside, out of harms way. The deatheater's hadn't been able to get into the building. Not yet.

Cho Chang met him at the door and led Mindy to the Hospital Wing. Draco returned outside, almost running to Ginny's dying body. Ever so gently he lifted her into his arms and carried her all the way to the Great Hall, where they had set up medical cots and supplies, as the Hospital Wing was not large enough.

Hermione Granger saw him enter, pale faced and drained. He looked as if he hadn't slept in weeks, although that was the general aura in everyone. It was nearing six o'clock in the morning, and the war was only slightly dying down.

Draco laid Ginny on a cot gently, keeping her hand in his. She had small, beautiful hands, although her nails were short. So, she was a biter. It was then, as he looked down at her unconscious body, that he realized how little he knew about her. There were so many little things he hadn't learned over the past year, which he now wished he knew.

"Is she…?" Hermione asked him quietly. Worry settled between her eyebrows.

Draco shook his head. "She needs help."

She swallowed and nodded, her face paling as she began to clean the wounds on Ginny's fragile body.

"Granger?" Draco said gently.

Hermione's head snapped up. He sounded different. Kind, soft, gentle. Very un-Malfoy.

"Yes?"

"Don't let her die," he said pleadingly. His voice cracked as if he was going to cry.

Suddenly Hermione understood. Everything. Draco Malfoy had been the boy Ginny had been unknowingly falling for all year. Draco Malfoy had been the reason Ginny couldn't be with Harry or Colin. Draco Malfoy had been the reason Ginny had cried for hours after the ball.

Draco Malfoy was in love with Ginny Weasley.

Hermione nodded and continued doing what she could for Ginny. Draco left the Great Hall, his feet feeling as if they weighed a million pounds each. He fought the rest of the night with a strange vigor. He fought for Ginny, which made him even more determined.

9:23 a final wave of spells shot through the air under the blaring sun.

The war was over, and they had won.

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