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Rated PG13 for Language:D/G Post Hogwarts/PostWar Fic- Harry killed Voldemort but was killed himself during the war. Ginny is left behind and has to struggles physically as well as internally with her love and hate. Draco is a leading darkwizard fated to deal with the greatest betrayal, when he finally realizes how she felt all this time, its too late. There really is only a thin line between love and hate.


Disclaimer: Harry Potter and his world, is JKR's creation, I am but a humble *not really talented fan* mucking around (shall we say) with that world, seeing what might happen in certain conditions. In other words anything you recognize is not mine...^-^ Anything ameuturish, is prolly mine though!


A/N: I'd really like to know what people think of this, so after you read plz review! Criticism is welcome but no flames please! Oh and Italics is a character's thoughts, or a dream. Oh and if anyone would like to be my beta, please email me at zzLazeezz@mykernmail.com. Thanks!


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I was just walking that day aimlesslyYou picked the perfect day to bump into me (perfect day)
Probably should watch the stars in the sky the night before (hey..)
For some reason we still met at your store
-Justin Timberlake, Nothin' Else


The rain started to pour as he quickened his step. People moved out of his way as he walked, but he took no notice of them. A smile played at the corner of his mouth as he realized this would have been his seventh and final year at Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry. To think so much would have happened? The battle began in the fifth year, and ended that year...Now it's just a matter of cleaning up the mess. Those fools, they should have known we would win, but why won't they just give up? His eyes glared, and his smile turned into one of contempt, but his thoughts were interrupted as he arrived at his destination: The Leaky Cauldron.


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/Ginny's Dream/

"Harry..." she whispered to his shoulder. The tears were streaming down her cheeks, and for some reason she knew he was saying farewell to her.

"I'm sorry Ginny, but I have to go. Don't worry, I'll be back...But everyone is counting on me, I'm the only one who can beat him Gin. And if I don't....her death would have been for nothing..." Harry said, as he held her in his arms.

"But! But–you will come back to me right? Harry promise me you'll come back to me!" Ginny cried.

Harry looked at her, and smiled...a smile of sorrow and resignation. "Gin, I'll always be with you. I promise I'll come back. After Voldemort's dead, my role will be finished. But whatever happens, I'll protect you. Gin promise me you'll go back to Dumbledore, I have it arranged, please Ginny."

She looked at him trying to burn that moment into her memory, her heart felt so heavy. "Harry, I promise, but you have to come back. You have to! We're engaged now remember? You promised me Harry..."

"I promise Gin. Of course I remember, how can I forget? Gin, I proposed to you," he said with a chuckle. "Now I really have to go, if the Order of the Pheonix is correct, then this will probably be the one opportunity to kill him. He's vulnerable now Gin." And with that he kissed her...Their last kiss...And he left her...

"Harry! I love you! Be careful!" Ginny whispered as Harry dropped her into her brother's arms, and turned to walk away. He turned around at her words, his emerald eyes shone with tears...that was it...

She gasped as she felt a touch on her face.

/End Dream/

She whipped out her wand, before her eyes could open, her heart racing. Her foot had caught someone with a front kick and she was up from the chair she fell asleep in.

"Ginny! It's me." said Seamus Finnigan, his eyes worried, while his hand rubbed the leg she had kicked.

Ginny winced as she realized how unnecessary that was. Her eyes stung, but all she said was, "I'm sorry." She hung her head, and walked back to the chair, in her room above the Leaky Cauldron.

"You were crying again." He stated, it wasn't a question. She felt her face and realized her cheeks were wet. "I'm sorry," she whispered.

"You don't have to be sorry! Damn it Ginny! It's been a year since Harry died, no one has forgotten it. But you're pushing yourself too hard! Ask Dumbledore! He'll be the first to back me up. You alone killed more dark wizards than all the rest of us in the Order–" Seamus said angrily.

"Don't Seamus. I know I'm a killer now. It was one of them-"she gulped. "The ones I've killed, I feel it, I haven't killed the one who killed Harry. That asshole is still out there. Walking, Breathing, Talking...while Harry's gone.Why? Harry had beaten Voldemort, where was the Order back then? Why didn't they protect him? You allknew he'd be weak after the battle? But, you weren't there, and what happened? He was killed on his journey back! He was ki–" Ginny's voice broke as her head fell into her hands. Seamus was there instantly, feeling sorry for her. He knew that year had been a hard one, Ginny had lost Hermione, Harry, and Ron, in that order.

"Shhh. It's alright Ginny. Look, if you don't forgive the Order, or yourself, Ron and Harry are both going to kill me when I see them in Heaven for not taking care of you. Remember, they both asked me themselves to protect you if anything happened. I'm sorry Ginny, the Order wasn't prepared for the outcome, Harry and Voldemort had disappeared from the battle raging, to finish their duel...None of us knew where they went.." He stopped as she pushed him away.

"Why did this happen? And Seamus, thanks for your concern, but no I'm not pushing myself too hard...Harry pushed himself much harder than I ever can..." Ginny sighed, as she paced the small room. "You know? This would have been your seventh year at Hogwarts, and my sixth...I was so happy to get in back then..." She trailed off for a moment... "Now it's gone...Seamus, we're fighting a losing battle. There's no time for me to rest, our side has been decimated, their side knew how to fight, and fight dirty, we weren't prepared for that. We thought if Voldemort died, it would end...But life's not that simple..." she gave a small laugh, "They're afraid of me...Sometimes I even think Dumbledore's afraid of me...The only reason they haven't tried to kill me themselves is because they need me to fight the Dark side...my anger...You know...you're the only one who treats me like the old Ginny..."

"Ginny...Virginia... It's because you're different. No you have that wrong, our side wouldn't kill you, right now almost all of them are thanking their lucky stars we have you. You've saved half of us countless number of times. I have to admit, when you're fighting you're scary, but who isn't? ....Hogwarts...How I wish sometimes, that we'd be back there...with nothing to worry about but our O.W.L's and our N.E.W.T's. And Dumbledore is just scared for you Ginny, as I said before...You barely rest...You're always throwing yourself into the paths of those who are out there trying to kill us! As the remaining people fighting for the light side, Ginny we shouldn't give up our lives so easily. Harry wouldn't want you to..." Seamus said.

Ginny gave another laugh...a bitter one. "Don't worry ab–" she started.

"No! Don't try to tell me not to worry. In place of Ron and Harry, I was asked to protect you. And I know we can hardly recognize the old Ginny, only a few of us in the order itself know about your relationship with him. He wanted to protect you, and so you both kept it a secret...I think only you, Dumbledore, and I know about it now... But Ginny, even if your hair isn't red anymore but black, and your eyes blue, not brown...Sometimes we see glimpses of the old you. I don't know how you pulled off changing your appearance, but by now they might know, you're the one killing them off....Be careful Ginny..."

"Was that the reason you came up here?" Ginny asked.

Seamus sighed... "No, Ginny, we've found him." Ginny stopped pacing.

"The one who killed Harry was Draco Malfoy," Seamus said as Ginny's heart seemed to stop, her wand fell out of her hand, as her eyes stared piercingly into his.

"Where is he?" Ginny whispered.

"He's here. He walked in a few minutes before I came up–" Seamus said, but Ginny wasn't listening. She quickly picked up her wand.

Turning to him, she whispered, "Thank you Seamus. Draco Malfoy....Isn't he the one in charge of all the dark wizards now? If he's gone you guys can regain the power balance in favor of the light. Please tell everyone not to worry–"

"Ginny!-" Seamus said trying to grab her but she walked out of his grasp saying, "Don't worry about me Seamus. I'm ready...You know, you should be happy, I'm finally going to do what I've been living for," And with that Ginny walked out the door.

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Draco Malfoy stepped into the Leaky Cauldron and walked to a table near the door. He glared at the two wizards sitting there, and recognizing him, they got up nervously. He sat down listlessly. That whole day he'd been walking aimlessly. He raised his hand, gesturing for service as he brooded. Today is a day for thinking isn't it? I haven't thought of Hogwarts in so long. When a nervous witch came to get his order, he ordered a glass of Jade, and sank back into his thoughts. Someone is after me that's for sure. There's been someone following me all day. Maybe that bloody git who's been killing off my companions. Companions? His mouth curved into a smirk...Hah...Most of these gits don't even know what is needed. We need to make sure the wizarding world knows who's in charge, and hit em so hard, they won't fight back. Ever.

When his drink arrived, he gazed around the room. His eyes fell on a wizard who sat near the bar, whose eyes kept wandering, and stance was tense. So...you've followed me in here? Hmmm, I guess I'll just have to take care of you outside...Why doesn't that bloody Potter's side just give up? His gaze wandered across the faces of those in the bar. As he finished his drink, he flicked a galleon on the table and got up to leave. A galleon? For one glass of jade...I am in a mood today aren't I? He smiled...A smile which made everyone who saw it shiver....Everyone but one person...Who was getting herself drunk off of Blonde Bombshells...

Malfoy put on his cloak, pretending to not notice the spy get up too, he walked out...back into the rain. He stalked into Diagon Alley, and smirked when he heard faint footsteps follow. Nonchalantly he slowed his steps when he turned into a dark ally, unnoticeably and then he turned. Draco laughed at the surprise in his pursuer's face. "Following me?" he asked.

"Malfoy...your side is going to lose sooner or later–" the wizard spat, unlike Malfoy who had a waterproof cloak, his robes were worn and wet. Malfoy just smiled, "Is that so? Well you won't be here to see that happen will you? Good bye Creevy...Avada Kedavra." Collin Creevy had shouted, "Imperio!" at the same time, but after a flash of green, he fell.

"What a shame..." Malfoy muttered, and turned back toward the Leaky Cauldron to use the fireplace. His eyes widened as he realized someone he didn't notice was there. When he first walked into the ally, no one was there, except for him and his pursuer. The rain fell, as he stalked toward the person who had seen him kill Creevy, one of the survivors of the Order of the Pheonix. His wand was out...She saw me kill him, and what in bloody hell is she doing here? Following me? His eyes narrowed. Should I kill? Her? He sighed...No I already killed Creevy I feel just like relaxing today....Why not? I've killed for lesser annoyances than this? But at that moment, the witch let her umbrella drop, their eyes met, emerald piercing into sapphire. "You...kill as if it's nothing.–," she whispered as she fell foreward. Without thinking, he caught her.

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A/N: Well thats the end of Chapter One! Please review!