There Will Come a Day
Disclaimer: All characters belong to the brilliant J. K. Rowling. The song, 'There Will Come A Day', belongs to Faith Hill.
~* It's not easy trying to understand ~*
~* How the world can be so cold ~*
~* Stealing the souls of man ~*
~* Cloudy skies rain down on all your dreams ~*
~* You wrestle with the fear and doubts ~*
~* Sometimes it's hard, but you gotta to believe ~*
Draco Malfoy stood in the middle of the battlefield. The rain washed away the blood from the battle that was still raging. Everyone had thought that Voldemort had been defeated, but it turned out that he was merely reorganizing and bettering his plans. He'd been gone for two years, and this was said to be the battle that would end all battles. Voldemort himself was in it, as well as other famous or infamous people. Albus Dumbledore was somewhere on the field as was Harry Potter, Hermione and Ron Weasley, and other powerful witches and wizards.
Draco looked around himself trying to find a new opponent to battle. His father was out there somewhere on the battlefield, but Draco didn't care so long as he didn't have face him.
"Draco," A cold voice made its way to Draco's ears. "What a traitor you have become."
"Lucius." Draco answered turning around, "I was never a part of the Dark Realm. I never wanted anything to do with it."
~* There's another place where our Father waits ~*
~* And every tear He'll wipe away ~*
~* The darkness will be gone ~*
~* The weak shall be strong ~*
~* Hold on to your faith ~*
~* There will come a day ~*
~* There will come a day ~*
Draco looked around at the vast wasteland surrounding him. The White Angels, as they were now called, had finally won. The falling rain mingled with a tear streaming down Draco's face. Ginny and Morgan had finally been avenged. After seven long years, Draco could finally rest knowing that Voldemort could no longer reek havioc. Draco had witnessed the downfall of Voldemort and his head Death-Eaters.
Draco's back tensed when he heard footsteps coming from behind him. He turned around slowly his wand ready to attack should it be an enemy. The person turned out to be not an enemy but an exhasted Harry Potter.
"Draco, " Harry said, wheezing, " It's Dum- Dumbledore..."
"Oh, no," Draco gasped, " You don't mean-"
"No, no," Harry gasped for air, " Not yet, but soon. He wants to see you before he leaves."
"Where is he?" Draco asked urgently.
"There." Harry pointed a huge white tent that loomed in the distance. "Hurry, he doesn't have much time."
~* Wars are raging ~*
~* Lives are scattered ~*
~* Innocence is lost ~*
~* Hopes are shattered ~*
~* The old forgotten ~*
~* Children are forsaken ~*
~* In this world we're living in is there anything sacred~*
Draco coughed as he approached the tent. He burst throught the flaps saying, " Where's Dumbledore? Take me to him immediately!"
Some one ushered Draco into a set off bed near the front. Draco stepped cautiously through the curtains, "Sir, Potter said you wanted to talk to me..."
"Yes, Draco, I do." Dumbledore whispered. His breathing was coming in shallow.
"What about, sir?" Draco whispered, kneeling next to Dumbledore's bed.
Dumbledore clasped Draco's hand, despite his weakness his grip was still firm. "There is a way, for you to see Ginny one more time..."
"Yes," Draco said.
"A Time- Ghost-"
"I thought they didn't exist." Draco whispered.
"Oh, but they do, my son." Dumbledore whispered, " He will take you back to Ginny for a short period of time. Or you can have her with you till her time has truely come..."
"What do you mean, Professor?"
Dumbledore smiled weakly, no one had called him Professor in ages. His breathing had become more shallow, he was slipping quickly. "Your hear, " Dumbledore began, " Your heart will know--"
The tears streamed down Draco's face as he interrupted Dumbledore, "Please, sir, save your rest."
Draco turned his head around when he heard the curtains move aside. In the doorway stood Harry Potter. Harry bowed his head and joined Draco at Dumbledore's bedside.
Harry whispered, "Thank you, Professor. Thank you for everything you've done for me."
A single tear rolled down Harry's face. Dumbledore smiled his welcome to Harry, the twinkle in his eye quickly fading. "It is I who should thank you, both of you." Dumbledore whispered. His voice barely audible.
Draco felt Dumbledore's grip on his hand die. The old man had passed away, but his legend would be remembered.
~* There's another place where our Father waits ~*
~* And every tear He'll wipe away ~*
~* The darkness will be gone ~*
~* The weak shall be strong ~*
~* Hold on to your faith ~*
~* There will come a day ~*
~* There will come a day ~*
"What did Dumbledore want?" Harry asked cautiously.
"He told me there was a way for me to get Ginny back. Either for a little while or till her true time had come."
"How?" Harry asked. He too missed Ginny; everyone who had known her missed her gentle laugh, and loving smile.
"A Time-Ghost--"
"But they don't exist. Do they?" Harry interuppted.
"He said they do."
"What are you going to do?"
"I'm going to ask Hermione." Draco said. "Is she alright? I saw her on the battlefield."
"Yes," Harry sighed, "She's fine. A little weak, but she'll live."
"What about Ron?" Draco asked.
"He's better looking than Hermione, so he'll live."
~* The song will ring out down those golden steets ~*
~* The voices of Earth with the angels will sing (Hallehlujah)
~* Every knee will bow ~*
~* Sin will have no trace ~*
~* Of His amazing grace ~*
~* Sin will have no trace ~*
~* In the glory of His amazing grace ~*
Draco looked out the window of his home. A soft noise had reached his ears thru the open window. He hadn't been home for more than a couple hours, and the war just ended last night. Draco yawned, the noise growing steadily louder. He wondered what it was. Wait. Was that singing? Were people actually singing again?
Yes. Yes it was. The lastest song by the Weird Sisters was being sung, mind you its a couple of years old now since the war had been going on for about 12 years. Draco smiled, with the attitude that the wizarding community was showing their world would be back to as close as normal in a short period of time. It would be a long time before their world would be whole again, but it would happen.
~* There will come a day ~*
~* There will come a day ~*
~* Oh, there will come a day ~*
~* I know there's coming a day, coming a day ~*
"Will you help me, Hermione?" Draco asked, one of her hands held tightly in both of his.
Hermione glanced at Ron and Harry for courage. "I can't garuntee that I'll be much help, but I will help you. We all miss Ginny."
"Thank you, Hermione, thank you." Draco said as he hugged Hermione.
A.N.: So that last chapter wasn't the ending after all...
I don't know, what can you say? I wasn't willing to leave Draco alone and depressed. Thank you to my reviewers. So what did Dumbledore mean when he said 'Or you can have her with you till her time has truely come...'? Hmm...
Does anyone have any suggestions on a song that I could use in the next chapter? I listen to country music (don't make fun of me, I was raised on it), as well as other bands that I take interest in. For example, Savage Garden, Jewel, Nickelback, Linkin Park, Wheatus, Enya, Kid Rock, Poison, Scorpions, Van Halen, and Pink Floyd. So does anyone have any suggestions?
THANK YOU:
Ld vLd: Thank you for reviewing. I hope that you like this new twist to the story. Have you read my other story, 'Cruel to the End'? Cause if you like Ginny/Draco pairings then you'll probably like that story.
Gray Frog: I know it was sad, but hey it's not as sad. Voldemorts finally gone, and Draco has a small hope of having Ginny back.
Ms. Raye Sinic: Thank you so much for reviewing. It was kinda very sad, but now its much happier. Or at least it will be. Keep on reviewing.
Disclaimer: All characters belong to the brilliant J. K. Rowling. The song, 'There Will Come A Day', belongs to Faith Hill.
~* It's not easy trying to understand ~*
~* How the world can be so cold ~*
~* Stealing the souls of man ~*
~* Cloudy skies rain down on all your dreams ~*
~* You wrestle with the fear and doubts ~*
~* Sometimes it's hard, but you gotta to believe ~*
Draco Malfoy stood in the middle of the battlefield. The rain washed away the blood from the battle that was still raging. Everyone had thought that Voldemort had been defeated, but it turned out that he was merely reorganizing and bettering his plans. He'd been gone for two years, and this was said to be the battle that would end all battles. Voldemort himself was in it, as well as other famous or infamous people. Albus Dumbledore was somewhere on the field as was Harry Potter, Hermione and Ron Weasley, and other powerful witches and wizards.
Draco looked around himself trying to find a new opponent to battle. His father was out there somewhere on the battlefield, but Draco didn't care so long as he didn't have face him.
"Draco," A cold voice made its way to Draco's ears. "What a traitor you have become."
"Lucius." Draco answered turning around, "I was never a part of the Dark Realm. I never wanted anything to do with it."
~* There's another place where our Father waits ~*
~* And every tear He'll wipe away ~*
~* The darkness will be gone ~*
~* The weak shall be strong ~*
~* Hold on to your faith ~*
~* There will come a day ~*
~* There will come a day ~*
Draco looked around at the vast wasteland surrounding him. The White Angels, as they were now called, had finally won. The falling rain mingled with a tear streaming down Draco's face. Ginny and Morgan had finally been avenged. After seven long years, Draco could finally rest knowing that Voldemort could no longer reek havioc. Draco had witnessed the downfall of Voldemort and his head Death-Eaters.
Draco's back tensed when he heard footsteps coming from behind him. He turned around slowly his wand ready to attack should it be an enemy. The person turned out to be not an enemy but an exhasted Harry Potter.
"Draco, " Harry said, wheezing, " It's Dum- Dumbledore..."
"Oh, no," Draco gasped, " You don't mean-"
"No, no," Harry gasped for air, " Not yet, but soon. He wants to see you before he leaves."
"Where is he?" Draco asked urgently.
"There." Harry pointed a huge white tent that loomed in the distance. "Hurry, he doesn't have much time."
~* Wars are raging ~*
~* Lives are scattered ~*
~* Innocence is lost ~*
~* Hopes are shattered ~*
~* The old forgotten ~*
~* Children are forsaken ~*
~* In this world we're living in is there anything sacred~*
Draco coughed as he approached the tent. He burst throught the flaps saying, " Where's Dumbledore? Take me to him immediately!"
Some one ushered Draco into a set off bed near the front. Draco stepped cautiously through the curtains, "Sir, Potter said you wanted to talk to me..."
"Yes, Draco, I do." Dumbledore whispered. His breathing was coming in shallow.
"What about, sir?" Draco whispered, kneeling next to Dumbledore's bed.
Dumbledore clasped Draco's hand, despite his weakness his grip was still firm. "There is a way, for you to see Ginny one more time..."
"Yes," Draco said.
"A Time- Ghost-"
"I thought they didn't exist." Draco whispered.
"Oh, but they do, my son." Dumbledore whispered, " He will take you back to Ginny for a short period of time. Or you can have her with you till her time has truely come..."
"What do you mean, Professor?"
Dumbledore smiled weakly, no one had called him Professor in ages. His breathing had become more shallow, he was slipping quickly. "Your hear, " Dumbledore began, " Your heart will know--"
The tears streamed down Draco's face as he interrupted Dumbledore, "Please, sir, save your rest."
Draco turned his head around when he heard the curtains move aside. In the doorway stood Harry Potter. Harry bowed his head and joined Draco at Dumbledore's bedside.
Harry whispered, "Thank you, Professor. Thank you for everything you've done for me."
A single tear rolled down Harry's face. Dumbledore smiled his welcome to Harry, the twinkle in his eye quickly fading. "It is I who should thank you, both of you." Dumbledore whispered. His voice barely audible.
Draco felt Dumbledore's grip on his hand die. The old man had passed away, but his legend would be remembered.
~* There's another place where our Father waits ~*
~* And every tear He'll wipe away ~*
~* The darkness will be gone ~*
~* The weak shall be strong ~*
~* Hold on to your faith ~*
~* There will come a day ~*
~* There will come a day ~*
"What did Dumbledore want?" Harry asked cautiously.
"He told me there was a way for me to get Ginny back. Either for a little while or till her true time had come."
"How?" Harry asked. He too missed Ginny; everyone who had known her missed her gentle laugh, and loving smile.
"A Time-Ghost--"
"But they don't exist. Do they?" Harry interuppted.
"He said they do."
"What are you going to do?"
"I'm going to ask Hermione." Draco said. "Is she alright? I saw her on the battlefield."
"Yes," Harry sighed, "She's fine. A little weak, but she'll live."
"What about Ron?" Draco asked.
"He's better looking than Hermione, so he'll live."
~* The song will ring out down those golden steets ~*
~* The voices of Earth with the angels will sing (Hallehlujah)
~* Every knee will bow ~*
~* Sin will have no trace ~*
~* Of His amazing grace ~*
~* Sin will have no trace ~*
~* In the glory of His amazing grace ~*
Draco looked out the window of his home. A soft noise had reached his ears thru the open window. He hadn't been home for more than a couple hours, and the war just ended last night. Draco yawned, the noise growing steadily louder. He wondered what it was. Wait. Was that singing? Were people actually singing again?
Yes. Yes it was. The lastest song by the Weird Sisters was being sung, mind you its a couple of years old now since the war had been going on for about 12 years. Draco smiled, with the attitude that the wizarding community was showing their world would be back to as close as normal in a short period of time. It would be a long time before their world would be whole again, but it would happen.
~* There will come a day ~*
~* There will come a day ~*
~* Oh, there will come a day ~*
~* I know there's coming a day, coming a day ~*
"Will you help me, Hermione?" Draco asked, one of her hands held tightly in both of his.
Hermione glanced at Ron and Harry for courage. "I can't garuntee that I'll be much help, but I will help you. We all miss Ginny."
"Thank you, Hermione, thank you." Draco said as he hugged Hermione.
A.N.: So that last chapter wasn't the ending after all...
I don't know, what can you say? I wasn't willing to leave Draco alone and depressed. Thank you to my reviewers. So what did Dumbledore mean when he said 'Or you can have her with you till her time has truely come...'? Hmm...
Does anyone have any suggestions on a song that I could use in the next chapter? I listen to country music (don't make fun of me, I was raised on it), as well as other bands that I take interest in. For example, Savage Garden, Jewel, Nickelback, Linkin Park, Wheatus, Enya, Kid Rock, Poison, Scorpions, Van Halen, and Pink Floyd. So does anyone have any suggestions?
THANK YOU:
Ld vLd: Thank you for reviewing. I hope that you like this new twist to the story. Have you read my other story, 'Cruel to the End'? Cause if you like Ginny/Draco pairings then you'll probably like that story.
Gray Frog: I know it was sad, but hey it's not as sad. Voldemorts finally gone, and Draco has a small hope of having Ginny back.
Ms. Raye Sinic: Thank you so much for reviewing. It was kinda very sad, but now its much happier. Or at least it will be. Keep on reviewing.