The Seductress

Part XVI

The Seductress

Despite the trouble that was about to begin, Harry cared not to panic, but do what he only knew from instinct. He took the knife that had been tucked inside his robes and with his other free hand, he paid attention to nothing else as he swept out the book.

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Memories of Tom Riddle that came to mind, he swept away carelessly and plunged the knife into the cover of the book harshly. For a moment, nothing happened. And then, he began to see blood seeping through the edges of red leather fabric. He dropped the book in the surprise, and saw that the knife went further without the slightest touch from him. By itself, it plunged more immensely through the book, and then, a blood curling scream erupted. He turned his head just in time to see Mandy Murphy collapse on the ground, clutching her chest in pain. Ginny was clutching her throat, slight blood trickling her fingers, for the blood that Mandy had deprived her of.

Mandy turned over in the grass and made a choking, rasping sound and closed her eyes, making no other movement. Draco hurried toward Ginny, but she fell also, flattening herself on the grass, and doing the oddest thing - clutching her stomach in pain.

"Ginny, Ginny, are you alright?" he asked her breathlessly, trying to grab any sanity that she had left.

"Oh God, it hurts, it hurts," she moaned, her grip tightening around her stomach.

'A stomachache?' Draco wondered, but then shook himself. No, that was ridiculous. Ginny Weasley would not fret over a stomachache at a time like this.

Before he could speak, however, he found himself hit by a powerful source of black and white light, hitting him in the chest, and he fell backwards, his head near Hermione's, who was shaking, her eyes still closed.

He turned over and his eyes developed into the sight. Ginny was turning over rapidly, in small shakes of fear, and there came the scream. The loudest scream he had ever heard, followed by Ginny's cries. A flash of silver, green, and red light came through, shadowing Ginny's figure. Then, there was complete silence as she stopped screaming and closed her eyes, breathing softly.

"Ginny!" Harry yelled, and proceeded to run to her. But Draco grabbed his arm and pushed him away, and got there first. He leaned over her, examining her pale features.

"Are you alright?" he whispered steadily in her ear. Her breath wavered slightly as he put his hand over her forehead and into her strands of red hair.

"Ginny?" Draco hissed, leaning forward and brushing his lips against hers. There was an intense moment when Ginny gave no response but the timid movement of her lips against his, the tingling sensation spreading repeatedly against their flesh.

He let go and helped her up and she collapsed against him, into sobs. He awkwardly shifted so that one hand was flinging against the back of her waist and the other was smoothing her hair.

"It's okay, it's okay," he whispered.

"Draco," she hissed , her tears drenching the sides of his neck, "The baby..."

"What?" he pulled away, but before she could answer, his fingers traveled around the wound against her neck, which erupted a transparent, silky color of flashing red, and in seconds, the wound was gone, and the blood vanished, and there was only one, thin white scar imprinted.

Harry cleared his throat. "Shouldn't we do something about ," he motioned toward Hermione's body.

Ginny let go of Draco, who was now hurrying toward her, and making a disgusted sound, he examined the amount of blood in her body. The knife that belonged to Harry still plunged deep against the book, and the other one that Mandy had used to kill Virginia Riddle and hurt Ginny was now drenched in red liquid.

He put his hands over her stomach, and tried hard to heal her. A faint, glowering, red flash gave out, but it made no difference. The wounds still stayed, and the blood was shining more clearer than ever.

"What's wrong?" Harry asked worriedly.

"I - I can't heal her," he said, feeling oddly drowsy.

"Why not?" Ginny asked.

"Five minutes - she's bonded into death," he said, his voice cracking.

There was a gasp from Ginny. "Get Dumbledore, quick, Harry, go, please!"

Harry obeyed hastily, trudging toward Hogwarts once again.

"It won't do any good," he whispered.

"What're you talking about Draco?" she whispered, her tearstains now dried, replacing her skin with new ripples of water.

"She's dead, Ginny, she's dead," he said coldly.

"Perhaps Madame Pomphrey could -"

"No, Ginny..." He got up and put his arm around her, and pulled her chin so that they were face to face. Her brown ones seeped toward his icy gray ones, and she gave a small whimper as he pulled her into him, and kissed her tenderly.

"It's all over," he whispered as his lips pondered the silky warmth of her bosom, "It's all over."

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Well, that sucked even more! But don't worry, guys, there's an epilogue coming up! Yup, it's going to be 17 chapters. It might sound pathetic, but...this is the longest story I've ever written, and I thank you all the reviewers for all the support you've given me. Now, since this, I think, is the most important story to me, I am going to announce to you all first, before any other reviewers, that I am a legally published writer! It's not much, but I found out that I have one of my poems published in a poetry book :) not much, but I am still working on it, today, I sent one of my chapter books to a publishing company, so everyone keep their fingers crossed!

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-Courtney S. A.