Disclaimer: Obviously, JK gets all the Harry Potter Glory.
A/N: For Snazz because I promised her a long time ago that she would get the last chapter (yes, this is the last chapter). But... if she wouldn't mind sharing it with Tashina because Tashina needs it.
Light had just barely touched the window of the Gyriffindor household when Harry was jolted violently from his sleep. He grumbled under his breath, swearing to murder Ron before it was breakfast time. But as he opened his eyes and waited for the sleep to leave from them, he saw that it wasn't Ron waking him up- it was Blaise.
She was bruised, her eye swelled to the size of a plum. Cuts were deep on her cheeks and her hair hung limply in front of her eyes. Concerned, Harry sat up. He gingerly touched the wounds and she winced under the weight of his fingers.
"Who did this?" He muttered, now fully awake.
"Draco." Harry drew in a sharp intake of breath and Blaise managed to go on, "After the episode with Ginny in the halls ... he stormed up to my room and ... and ... hit me. He didn't give me time to fight back!" She collapsed onto his shoulder shuddering. "I felt so helpless."
Harry ran his fingers through her hair, shushing her. "I'll kill him." He whispered into her hair."
"But Harry, that's not all," Blaise sniffed. "He's going after Ginny. He wants to win the bet really bad. And he'll do anything..."
Harry stiffened at the thought of just how far Malfoy would go to get it. And it was far.
He sprang out of bed and reached for his robes, throwing them hastily on. He didn't even have time to blush, knowing that Blaise had seen him in his boxers. He grabbed his wand and the Invisibility Cloak.
"Let's go," he said and throw it over the two of them. Blaise looked startled for a moment at the fact that a very rare piece was owned by a 16 year old student. She got over it.
They walked silently out to the womping willow, there they would find Ginny and Malfoy.
*****
On the last page of the diary, Ginny saw a note. It was in Draco's handwriting and asked for her to please meet him by the womping willow. There he would explain everything. He begged her to come, if only for two minutes.
The letter was full of such heartache that Ginny couldn't help but feel sorry for him. So, at midnight she got dressed and crept down to the field.
On the way there, she couldn't help thinking, "Where was Harry?". Maybe he went to the Astronomy Tower. She winced, or maybe not. Imagining Harry in the arms of Blaise was not a smiling picture, even if Ginny was in love with Draco.
But after what he did ... could she ever love him again?
In his diary, he wrote evil things about Blaise. Surely they couldn't be true.
She pulled her robes tighter around her as she stepped into the freezing cold air. She spotted the womping willow and Draco leaned against a wall a good distance away. She shuddered and walked towards him, he met her half way and tried to take her arm. She refused.
"What do you want Malfoy?" She asked coldly.
He peered at her. "I never meant to hurt you."
Ginny nodded absentmindedly. "Oh sure, you never meant to make a bet, force me to have sex with you, embarrass the hell out of me in front of everyone I love and then...." She couldn't bring herself to say it.
Draco came towards her, shaking his head. "It was never like that. I made that stupid bet when I didn't know you, when you were just a Weasel to me. And now ... wow." She let him rest his hands on her wrists and he hung them loose at his waist. "I could never hurt you. Not anymore."
She looked at him, stared into his eyes. This was wrong. She loved him. She loved a Malfoy, the sworn enemy of her family. And how this came about in a record of what seemed like minutes, but was weeks. Too amazing, too unreal.
She was overwhelmed and unsure but so, so confident. She pulled him into a slow kiss. It grew deeper, passionate, their tongues mingled and overlapped and flickered. And before she knew what she was doing, she was touching him everywhere. She was dying to find out everything about this boy, the boy and his body that was so foreign to her.
She slipped her hands into the front of his robes and her hands traveled down to his jeans. Somehow her fingers found the nave of his back and traveled down, all she felt was skin.
Passion exploded in both of them. Draco's hands flew up her and hers flew down him. It was a new adventure.
At this point, Harry and Blaise walked in. Seeing the two locked in such a position fired emotions into Harry and Blaise. Each acted in separate ways of course. Blaise glared at whom she now exclusively called "the bitch" and began thinking how to get her out of the way. Harry, on the other hand, unable to control his anger, yanked Draco away from Ginny and punch him so hard in the jaw you could hear it pop out of place.
Draco curse, "What the bloody hell are you doing?"
Harry aimed another punch at him and it landed in Draco's stomach. Ginny screamed as Draco fell on her. Her hands flew to his face, trying to stop the never-ending flow of crimson colored blood.
"Get out of here Ginny, you're not going to get hurt." Harry boomed, his eyes on fire.
Ginny was angry and scared all at the same time. She couldn't, wouldn't leave Draco. She hugged his shoulders tighter.
"Go!" Harry's voice was vicious.
She looked at Draco and the bleeding mess he was and was surprised to find Draco grinning. Within two seconds he was back on his feet and landing punches into Harry's own stomach.
The force of Draco's punches were so great, they knocked Harry to the ground. Draco rushed to get on top of him, throwing the punches at his face now. Ginny, unable to control the beating herself, rushed to Draco, demanding him to get off her.
She felt hands pulling her back and soon was in the arms of Blaise.
"What are you doing?" She hissed.
"Trying to save Harry, Draco'll kill him!" Ginny cried exasperated.
"That's the point." And roughly Blaise let her go.
A sudden scream made her look up from examining Blaise's marks on her skin. The fight had turned, Draco was doomed.
It happened in a split second, Harry had thrown Draco against the base of the tree. The force wouldn't have hurt Draco so much if ... the tree hadn't fought back.
None of the three could watch. By the time the episode was over, the school was assembled on the lawn, staring at the bloodied body of Draco Malfoy and the sobbing red head besides him.
"You can't..." She was whispering into his ear. She didn't notice the crowds of stares, all she noticed was Draco looking beautiful. Even dying. "You never even won the bet! You can't leave me hear... I don't know how to grieve!"
Draco smiled and raised his mangled hand to her pale skin. "It was worth it."
She nodded. "Yea..."
"I love you." In his raspy voice it was obvious of his fate.
"I love you too. I love you too much."
Ginny leaned in. They shared a few short kisses before his lips grew cold and could no longer be kissed.
Draco Malfoy had died.
*****
The funeral was three days after the accident. There were black roses surrounding the coffin and black solemn faces surrounding the roses. Ginny was not one of them.
She met Blaise in the bathrooms. She was wiping away her unshed tears. Blaise came from behind her and went to the sink next to her.
Blaise peered at her face in the mirror as if examining it for something as trivial as a pimple. Ginny ignored her and continued to splash the cold water in hopes to wake up from the nightmare.
"I'm sorry," Blaise said.
Ginny nodded and Blaise shifted her gaze in the mirror from her flawless face to Ginny. Blaise's face held no remorse.
"You're not," Ginny said simply. "You never loved him. You twisted him to believe you did, but I know the truth." She paused for pure dramatic effect. "I have his diary."
Blaise's eyes grew wide and her jaw dropped open. Ginny smiled. "Have a lovely day."
She walked out with her head held high, knowing Draco would've loved to see Blaise's face right then.
Minutes later, when Ginny was already gone to a place no one knew because no one was brave enough to ask, Blaise emerged from the bathroom. She wandered down the halls, wondering helplessly at the hate filled stares she received. It was only when she walked into the Great Hall that she knew.
Because there, written in the air for all to see was every entry of Draco's diary, spilling the truth in the midst of Blaise's lies.
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A/N: And that's it! Thanks you guys for being so nice and sweet and patient. I know how annoying it is to wait for stoies with cliffhangers but you've been so great with this one! I love you all!
A/N: For Snazz because I promised her a long time ago that she would get the last chapter (yes, this is the last chapter). But... if she wouldn't mind sharing it with Tashina because Tashina needs it.
Light had just barely touched the window of the Gyriffindor household when Harry was jolted violently from his sleep. He grumbled under his breath, swearing to murder Ron before it was breakfast time. But as he opened his eyes and waited for the sleep to leave from them, he saw that it wasn't Ron waking him up- it was Blaise.
She was bruised, her eye swelled to the size of a plum. Cuts were deep on her cheeks and her hair hung limply in front of her eyes. Concerned, Harry sat up. He gingerly touched the wounds and she winced under the weight of his fingers.
"Who did this?" He muttered, now fully awake.
"Draco." Harry drew in a sharp intake of breath and Blaise managed to go on, "After the episode with Ginny in the halls ... he stormed up to my room and ... and ... hit me. He didn't give me time to fight back!" She collapsed onto his shoulder shuddering. "I felt so helpless."
Harry ran his fingers through her hair, shushing her. "I'll kill him." He whispered into her hair."
"But Harry, that's not all," Blaise sniffed. "He's going after Ginny. He wants to win the bet really bad. And he'll do anything..."
Harry stiffened at the thought of just how far Malfoy would go to get it. And it was far.
He sprang out of bed and reached for his robes, throwing them hastily on. He didn't even have time to blush, knowing that Blaise had seen him in his boxers. He grabbed his wand and the Invisibility Cloak.
"Let's go," he said and throw it over the two of them. Blaise looked startled for a moment at the fact that a very rare piece was owned by a 16 year old student. She got over it.
They walked silently out to the womping willow, there they would find Ginny and Malfoy.
*****
On the last page of the diary, Ginny saw a note. It was in Draco's handwriting and asked for her to please meet him by the womping willow. There he would explain everything. He begged her to come, if only for two minutes.
The letter was full of such heartache that Ginny couldn't help but feel sorry for him. So, at midnight she got dressed and crept down to the field.
On the way there, she couldn't help thinking, "Where was Harry?". Maybe he went to the Astronomy Tower. She winced, or maybe not. Imagining Harry in the arms of Blaise was not a smiling picture, even if Ginny was in love with Draco.
But after what he did ... could she ever love him again?
In his diary, he wrote evil things about Blaise. Surely they couldn't be true.
She pulled her robes tighter around her as she stepped into the freezing cold air. She spotted the womping willow and Draco leaned against a wall a good distance away. She shuddered and walked towards him, he met her half way and tried to take her arm. She refused.
"What do you want Malfoy?" She asked coldly.
He peered at her. "I never meant to hurt you."
Ginny nodded absentmindedly. "Oh sure, you never meant to make a bet, force me to have sex with you, embarrass the hell out of me in front of everyone I love and then...." She couldn't bring herself to say it.
Draco came towards her, shaking his head. "It was never like that. I made that stupid bet when I didn't know you, when you were just a Weasel to me. And now ... wow." She let him rest his hands on her wrists and he hung them loose at his waist. "I could never hurt you. Not anymore."
She looked at him, stared into his eyes. This was wrong. She loved him. She loved a Malfoy, the sworn enemy of her family. And how this came about in a record of what seemed like minutes, but was weeks. Too amazing, too unreal.
She was overwhelmed and unsure but so, so confident. She pulled him into a slow kiss. It grew deeper, passionate, their tongues mingled and overlapped and flickered. And before she knew what she was doing, she was touching him everywhere. She was dying to find out everything about this boy, the boy and his body that was so foreign to her.
She slipped her hands into the front of his robes and her hands traveled down to his jeans. Somehow her fingers found the nave of his back and traveled down, all she felt was skin.
Passion exploded in both of them. Draco's hands flew up her and hers flew down him. It was a new adventure.
At this point, Harry and Blaise walked in. Seeing the two locked in such a position fired emotions into Harry and Blaise. Each acted in separate ways of course. Blaise glared at whom she now exclusively called "the bitch" and began thinking how to get her out of the way. Harry, on the other hand, unable to control his anger, yanked Draco away from Ginny and punch him so hard in the jaw you could hear it pop out of place.
Draco curse, "What the bloody hell are you doing?"
Harry aimed another punch at him and it landed in Draco's stomach. Ginny screamed as Draco fell on her. Her hands flew to his face, trying to stop the never-ending flow of crimson colored blood.
"Get out of here Ginny, you're not going to get hurt." Harry boomed, his eyes on fire.
Ginny was angry and scared all at the same time. She couldn't, wouldn't leave Draco. She hugged his shoulders tighter.
"Go!" Harry's voice was vicious.
She looked at Draco and the bleeding mess he was and was surprised to find Draco grinning. Within two seconds he was back on his feet and landing punches into Harry's own stomach.
The force of Draco's punches were so great, they knocked Harry to the ground. Draco rushed to get on top of him, throwing the punches at his face now. Ginny, unable to control the beating herself, rushed to Draco, demanding him to get off her.
She felt hands pulling her back and soon was in the arms of Blaise.
"What are you doing?" She hissed.
"Trying to save Harry, Draco'll kill him!" Ginny cried exasperated.
"That's the point." And roughly Blaise let her go.
A sudden scream made her look up from examining Blaise's marks on her skin. The fight had turned, Draco was doomed.
It happened in a split second, Harry had thrown Draco against the base of the tree. The force wouldn't have hurt Draco so much if ... the tree hadn't fought back.
None of the three could watch. By the time the episode was over, the school was assembled on the lawn, staring at the bloodied body of Draco Malfoy and the sobbing red head besides him.
"You can't..." She was whispering into his ear. She didn't notice the crowds of stares, all she noticed was Draco looking beautiful. Even dying. "You never even won the bet! You can't leave me hear... I don't know how to grieve!"
Draco smiled and raised his mangled hand to her pale skin. "It was worth it."
She nodded. "Yea..."
"I love you." In his raspy voice it was obvious of his fate.
"I love you too. I love you too much."
Ginny leaned in. They shared a few short kisses before his lips grew cold and could no longer be kissed.
Draco Malfoy had died.
*****
The funeral was three days after the accident. There were black roses surrounding the coffin and black solemn faces surrounding the roses. Ginny was not one of them.
She met Blaise in the bathrooms. She was wiping away her unshed tears. Blaise came from behind her and went to the sink next to her.
Blaise peered at her face in the mirror as if examining it for something as trivial as a pimple. Ginny ignored her and continued to splash the cold water in hopes to wake up from the nightmare.
"I'm sorry," Blaise said.
Ginny nodded and Blaise shifted her gaze in the mirror from her flawless face to Ginny. Blaise's face held no remorse.
"You're not," Ginny said simply. "You never loved him. You twisted him to believe you did, but I know the truth." She paused for pure dramatic effect. "I have his diary."
Blaise's eyes grew wide and her jaw dropped open. Ginny smiled. "Have a lovely day."
She walked out with her head held high, knowing Draco would've loved to see Blaise's face right then.
Minutes later, when Ginny was already gone to a place no one knew because no one was brave enough to ask, Blaise emerged from the bathroom. She wandered down the halls, wondering helplessly at the hate filled stares she received. It was only when she walked into the Great Hall that she knew.
Because there, written in the air for all to see was every entry of Draco's diary, spilling the truth in the midst of Blaise's lies.
~~~~~~~~~~~~~
A/N: And that's it! Thanks you guys for being so nice and sweet and patient. I know how annoying it is to wait for stoies with cliffhangers but you've been so great with this one! I love you all!
