Epilogue
So, as I sit here, watching my cat, no longer a kitten, attack my new computer, I can't help but think of what Draco is doing now. He really was a good person, and I was proud to go to numerous Death Eater meetings as him, although Voldemort was killed at the end of that same year.
I remember the last battle. I was wearing a pair of deep black robes that I stole from Draco's closet at Hogwarts, and trying not to cause too much trouble. I, of course, was on the light side, and was against any type of Dark movement. The lawns of Hogwarts were covered with the bodies of wizards. There were many casualties. At one point Lucius called all of the Death Eaters together for a final confrontation.
That's when I saw him.
Or, rather, her.
Kneeling next to Dumbledore and Harry Potter was a small girl with bright red hair. I smirked at her and she winked.
That was the time that I really felt it.
I feel so sorry that I didn't tell him when I had the chance. After Voldemort and the other Death Eaters were killed, I was spared. In fact, I was the only one left. I didn't know what to do, so I ran. I sprinted deep into the forest and stopped at the cove that guarded the entrance to Selene's Grotto. The moon was high in the sky. There was a rustling of leaves and a girl stepped out. I smiled. She sneered.
"Really, Weasley, get the goofy look off of your face. I have a reputation to keep, and if you go around smiling like that it might just be shot." She said. It was the funniest thing to see Draco Malfoy as me, and trying to talk condescendingly, as though he were taller, even though I had a good six inch height advantage on him.
"Thank you again, Draco. I'm proud of you." I said.
He nodded. I turned to leave.
"Gin, you have to come up with an excuse for saving poor, old Draco Malfoy. You know that, right? Ronald was bent on killing all of the Death Eaters."
I nodded and ran.
After that I went into my old school and finished out my seventh year. I didn't ever go back home. In fact, this is my explanation to all of my family. And my explanation to Draco.
I said that it was years since Ginny saw Draco. Well, it's true. Ginny saw Ginny.
When I saw Draco fighting for the side of good, and when he saved my life, I knew that I loved him.
If only I had the nerve to tell him.
Life is full of 'if only's. My life is definitely no exception. My only advice to all of those who have experienced real love is to grasp it and never let go of it. It's such a lovely thing. You don't want to be like I am, and have a life of regrets. Its like that Muggle Game, FreeCell, you concentrate on the big picture, and don't be afraid to take a chance, and eventually your cards will be in the right order and you'll win.
And if my life had to be an example to all of you out there, then I would say its worth it if at least one person who reads this book is helped and begins to live their life.
You only get one chance. One life. If you want it, you'll never have a second chance to go and get it.
In life, there is no undo button.
A/N: Okay, that's the end of the book. But, that's not the end of the story! Don't worry, I would never leave you hangin'!!
Good Luck to my dear friend and Beta Nikki, and my surrogate Beta, Christopher! I hope you guys kick ass at Nationals!!
And thanks to them for helping me Write/Edit this story!
So, as I sit here, watching my cat, no longer a kitten, attack my new computer, I can't help but think of what Draco is doing now. He really was a good person, and I was proud to go to numerous Death Eater meetings as him, although Voldemort was killed at the end of that same year.
I remember the last battle. I was wearing a pair of deep black robes that I stole from Draco's closet at Hogwarts, and trying not to cause too much trouble. I, of course, was on the light side, and was against any type of Dark movement. The lawns of Hogwarts were covered with the bodies of wizards. There were many casualties. At one point Lucius called all of the Death Eaters together for a final confrontation.
That's when I saw him.
Or, rather, her.
Kneeling next to Dumbledore and Harry Potter was a small girl with bright red hair. I smirked at her and she winked.
That was the time that I really felt it.
I feel so sorry that I didn't tell him when I had the chance. After Voldemort and the other Death Eaters were killed, I was spared. In fact, I was the only one left. I didn't know what to do, so I ran. I sprinted deep into the forest and stopped at the cove that guarded the entrance to Selene's Grotto. The moon was high in the sky. There was a rustling of leaves and a girl stepped out. I smiled. She sneered.
"Really, Weasley, get the goofy look off of your face. I have a reputation to keep, and if you go around smiling like that it might just be shot." She said. It was the funniest thing to see Draco Malfoy as me, and trying to talk condescendingly, as though he were taller, even though I had a good six inch height advantage on him.
"Thank you again, Draco. I'm proud of you." I said.
He nodded. I turned to leave.
"Gin, you have to come up with an excuse for saving poor, old Draco Malfoy. You know that, right? Ronald was bent on killing all of the Death Eaters."
I nodded and ran.
After that I went into my old school and finished out my seventh year. I didn't ever go back home. In fact, this is my explanation to all of my family. And my explanation to Draco.
I said that it was years since Ginny saw Draco. Well, it's true. Ginny saw Ginny.
When I saw Draco fighting for the side of good, and when he saved my life, I knew that I loved him.
If only I had the nerve to tell him.
Life is full of 'if only's. My life is definitely no exception. My only advice to all of those who have experienced real love is to grasp it and never let go of it. It's such a lovely thing. You don't want to be like I am, and have a life of regrets. Its like that Muggle Game, FreeCell, you concentrate on the big picture, and don't be afraid to take a chance, and eventually your cards will be in the right order and you'll win.
And if my life had to be an example to all of you out there, then I would say its worth it if at least one person who reads this book is helped and begins to live their life.
You only get one chance. One life. If you want it, you'll never have a second chance to go and get it.
In life, there is no undo button.
A/N: Okay, that's the end of the book. But, that's not the end of the story! Don't worry, I would never leave you hangin'!!
Good Luck to my dear friend and Beta Nikki, and my surrogate Beta, Christopher! I hope you guys kick ass at Nationals!!
And thanks to them for helping me Write/Edit this story!