A/N: Hey everyone. I'm on a writing kick so more chapters will soon be following...maybe one a day maybe two...this chapters a tearjerker so beware! It's nearing the end of school, Draco's being summoned, the potion is now ready for the Aurors, the final battle is approaching and I still have some good kicks up my sleeves. Many twists and turns to come. Enjoy and review (I love reviews!!!)
~Kandimoon
"Only the Phoenix rises and does not descend,And everything changes
And nothing is truly lost."
-Neil Gaiman
Chapter Sixteen
As I neared the portrait of the Fat Lady a hand came up from behind me and covered my mouth. I screamed into the pale hand.
"Quiet, do you want the entire tower to hear you?" A soft, dark voice whispered into my ears. Upon hearing the sound I recognized it immediately.
"Next time don't scare me like that and maybe I won't scream." I replied as I turned to face Draco. He already had his black cloak on signifying our customary trip to the Astronomy tower.
"Give me a few seconds to go in and grab my stuff and I'll..."
"Ginny, I'm not here to take you up to the Astronomy Tower like planned. Something...something has come up and I have to leave Hogwarts immediately. There is no time to explain, I must go. Virginia...I don't know if I'll be back."
"What do you mean you won't know if you'll be back? What's going on Draco, tell me!" I pleaded, tears already gathering behind my eyes. I feared whatever was happening, it had to do with the cancellation of classes and the emergency staff meeting called for tonight.
"I can't tell you Ginny, for it puts my life in danger just coming here to see you this minute, it puts both of our lives in danger. I must go, I fear...I fear I may never see you again. I love you, you know? Loved you more than anything, or anyone. You deserve so much more than what I can give you. Maybe...maybe you should take Potter up on that offer, ya know? He isn't so bad in the long run...for a Gryffindor anyway. He could provide better for you, maybe even love you the way you should be loved. I'm sorry Virginia, I never asked for this life, and if by some slim chance that the Dark wins, then I shall beg the Dark Lord to spare your life, for you are a pureblood and an asset to us. I'm so very sorry Virginia Weasley." A tear fell silently down his right eye, shining brighter than any crystal in the sun or moonlight.
"You will NOT leave me this way Draco Malfoy I forbid it! And go out with Harry Potter! You never side with him, why now! Why can't you tell me what's going on? Why can't anyone? I hate being in the dark like this Malfoy! I hate it and I will not let you go now! Not when we just found each other! I want to spend my life with you, please Draco don't go! Don't leave me here alone! I beg you please!" The tears fell like a waterfall from my chocolate brown eyes. I clutched the front of his robes in a death grip, as if it to physically hold him there; hold him to me and never let go. Why must our lives be this way? Why aren't things ever fair in life?
"Goodbye Virginia Weasley, you have my heart." And with a soft kiss and a blur of black robes he was gone. Maybe for now...maybe forever, I wasn't sure. I crumbled to my knees, the happiness from earlier today completely warn off as despair too over my heart.
"You have my soul Draco Malfoy." I whispered into the empty corridor.
Hermione found my outside the Gryffindor tower entrance about twenty minutes later. She helped me into the common room and set me down on one of the red velvet chairs.
"Ginny, what's wrong?" She asked. Ron and Harry suddenly appeared from behind her, both with curious looks on their face. As if they care! I thought.
"Everything's wrong alright! Nothing is ever right! Unless you can magically make this awful war disappear don't bother to ask me what's wrong!" I screamed and ran up the stairs to the 6th year girls dorm rooms. My roommates were not there thankfully and I threw myself on the bed and hugged my pillow.
"Ginny?" A voice sounded from beside me. I looked over to see my brother kneeling beside my bed. For once he wasn't followed by the 'Dream Team'.
"What." I stated quietly. All emotion drained out of me, anger, hurt, happiness, my body was empty.
"I know I haven't spent much time with you in the last few years. And I know that you probably don't want to talk to me right now but I just wanted to say that, well I'm sorry. I'm sorry for not looking after you as an older brother should. I'm sorry for putting my friends before my family. I know I can't make you forgive me, I don't feel I really deserve your forgiveness at least right now. I worry about you though, even if I can't always show it. I really do care about you, you're my little sister, my only sister. And...if you ever need someone to talk to, I'll be here, even if you have to knock me over with a broomstick to get my attention." He finished with a slight smirk.
Two years of loneliness, three years of neglect, and eternity of pain...and suddenly...suddenly I looked at Ron with a new light. Maybe I shouldn't have blamed him so much in the past. He was entitled to live his life after all, and yet I was mad because he hasn't paid much attention to me. During the summers we would talk on occasion, and the only reason I truly hated him to begin with was because he knew what he wanted out of life and I didn't. What a selfish reason to neglect a family member.
"You needn't ask for forgiveness, you haven't done anything wrong except live your life. I don't blame you for not always being there, for in truth I probably would have gotten sick of you if you WERE always there." We laughed slightly at this last part.
"However, I know you want to be with your friends, and I'm just in the way most of the time. No...don't say anything please? Just...can you leave me alone for a while? Please? So much has happened and...well I just need to rest." He nodded as he got up to leave the room. He turned around just as he was at the door.
"You know Harry really does care about you." He commented.
"I know he does, but not the way he thinks." Ron nodded in agreement. Harry may have cared about me, may have even liked me, or what he thought he knew about me. But he didn't love me, only one guy truly loved me, and he was now at the clutches of the utmost evil being ever in history.
"Take care Ginny."
"Goodnight Ron." 'And goodluck.' I added the last part to myself. For Ron was best friends with Voldemorts biggest threat, and in the next few days their friendship will be ultimately tested.
