Chapter 31
"Alright Draco, I might as well tell you my plans." Callysta struck her nose in the air. "As you well know, I want you to be the leader of the Deatheaters. It wouldn't matter to me that you would be taking over me role, I wouldn't really care if you would abuse me so that you could get revenge. I just want the Deatheaters to rise again; I want the Darkness to rule once more. I believe that nothing came out infinitely good. All of us were born with the Darkness and the Light, the journey we take nourishes both aspects but there would be always be one to triumph over the other."
Draco shrugged again. "I already know that you want me to become your leader and I already have made my decision. The answer is obviously no"
Callysta shook her head and let out a little laugh. "No, no, no Draco. You can't just say no," the way she said it made Draco's blood boil. It was if she was talking to a child. "You see, during the years I was a Deatheater, my Lord saw to my training. I trained tirelessly everyday to be the best I could be. In a way, I trained so be as good as you---no, better. And it was during those years that I thought of my plan.
I thought that once my skills were as every bit as good as yours, I could have that rematch with you. I will never forget the day the last time we fought. You didn't hurt me in a way that you would want to badly beat me or kill me. I want to have another fight, for good times sake. If I win, you become the leader, if you win, I'll leave you for good."
Draco remained silent, thinking his own thoughts. "What about the other Deatheaters? If I win, what would happen to them?"
Callysta hadn't really thought about the others. She lifted her shoulders and dropped them in a dainty shrug.
Draco let out a laugh; it had no humor in it. It was rather spiteful. "I can see that you haven't changed your uncaring and cruel ways. All you care about it yourself."
Callysta shook her head. "No, I do care about my followers. I wouldn't have made my plans if it weren't for them. They were part of my plan too."
"Yes I can see that, but what if you lose? What happens to them? I'm guessing that you'll just save yourself?" Draco retaliated.
Callysta waved her hand in dismissal. "It doesn't matter now. Let's just continue with our little match and see what the outcome is. I promise to keep my word," she smiled sweetly as she made a cross over her chest, signifying that she was going to keep her promise.
She then pulled her wand out of her sleeve as Draco produced his just as quickly. They both held it up like wands in a duel.
"Wands at the ready," Harry called out, his voice serious with emotion as he watched the two square off.
Callysta looked cool and confident, graceful and elegant in her position as she held her want ready.
Draco stood in a nonchalant way, with a bored expression on his face. His eyes were slowly turning a darker shade by the moment. He held his wand like a master swordsman.
Harry nodded.
None of them moved.
Both were waiting for the other to make the first strike. Callysta knew his game. She knew that Draco always waited for her to make the first move. Well not this time! She'd outsmart him!
A shaft of light streamed through the crack on the ceiling, casting a pale and ghostly, eerie glow upon them. Not a sound could be heard, except for their breathing and the faint rustle of clothes.
Harry watched them in increasing anticipation as he held Ginny in his arms. He could feel her; she was broken and seemed to be dead. But she was breathing, that he knew. He would keep her alive. Malfoy had to win. If he lost, they'd all be dead. The Deatheaters would love to do away with The Boy Who Lived and the little Gryffindor that caused their leader so much trouble.
As for the other Deatheaters, the Ministry would be there to handle them. If they as so much trickle out of this building like water, then his fellow Aurors would Stupefy them and haul their bodies to Azkaban.
Draco could feel his body tingling. It must be the Defensive Charge…I might as well cast a Defensive Charm to ensure my chances of winning. The Defensive Charge wasn't exactly a spell; it was like a reflex in a wizard's body to anything that might threaten him. He silently muttered something under his breath and felt an invisible layering cover him.
Callysta narrowed her eyes as she saw Draco's mouth move to utter a spell. She jerked her wand in defense but nothing came. He didn't cast a spell? Was he simply just muttering curses about her under his breath as he waited for her to make a move?
Draco smirked to himself as he saw Callysta's reaction to his preparations. He guessed right that she probably thought that he was cursing her. And in cursing her, he was provoking her to attack first. Alright, think that way so that I could win! He muttered two more spells: The Unbreakable Charm so that his wand wouldn't break, and the Shield Charm to deflect any minor curses that Callysta was going to throw at him.
Alright, he was more than prepared and ready.
Ginny wondered why she couldn't hear anything. How long has it been since Harry told them to have their wands at the ready? Was she dying? No, that cant be. She was still breathing and she could still feel Harry's arms around her.
Were they still waiting each other out?
Please…the sooner they fight; the sooner we can all leave.
But…either way, something bad was still going to happen.
If Draco won, the Deatheaters might rebel and kill them all. If Callysta won, they'd still be in trouble.
It was hopeless.
Ginny's head drooped and slipped of Harry's shoulder.
That was the signal.
* * *
Just as Ginny's head drooped and Harry hastily caught her before she hit her head on the wall or floor; Draco and Callysta had both thrust their wands forward to shout their respective spells, curses or hexes.
What Callysta didn't know was that Draco had already beat her by raising his defenses. He knew that Callysta might try to pull off an underhanded trick by breaking his wand or something else.
Draco had read her mind when she tried to pull of a disarming spell on him by shouting "Expelliarmus" Luckily, Draco already muttered "Protego" earlier and wouldn't have to block her spell for this round.
Callysta blinked in surprise to see that her spell didn't work, rather the force that came off her wand just bounced back at her; she was able to sidestep it just in time, in fear of losing her wand.
His strategy was to make her weak by wearing her out. "Impedimenta!' he shouted. The spell worked and started to take its effects on her. The spell was meant to make an enemy slower.
Callysta grinned, though a rather slow one. Even if she was slow, it didn't change the way how the fight was going to be. She'd win, she'd make sure of it. She uttered the Reductor curse at a heavy stone block just in front of Draco. The stone blasted into a million of pieces, the force all aimed at Draco.
Draco's Shield charm wavered. He wondered how long the shield was going to stay up. He retaliated. "Incendio!'
Flames immediately shot out of his wand to devour her dress. The only thing was, her dress wasn't burning at all.
Her voice was grotesquely distorted as she spoke. "Its too bad that you haven't thought that I might have a fire repelling charm." And with that, she cast the Flame Freezing charm, which made the flames about her turn to a warm summer breeze that drifted and settled about them.
Draco smiled nonchalantly. "You think to lowly of me, Callysta dear," he shook his head at her. The smile didn't quite reach his eyes as he inched forward closer to her so that his attacking range would be better. He uttered a spell that would cause arrows to fly out of his wand.
Callysta retaliated by shrieking "Diffindo" and cut all the arrows up in a nearly visible whirlwind. But then, she was slow from the Impediment curse, a few arrows stuck her; one on her shoulder (the wand arm) and another that was stuck in her thigh.
If the arrows bothered her, she showed no sign of it. If she tried to pull it out, it would leave her in an open and vulnerable state for Draco to attack her. She backed up a bit and winced as the arrow in her thigh made the wound bigger.
Draco inched closer, wand poised just in front of his face, ready for the kill. He shouted a Blasting Curse, a curse that wizards usually used in formal duels. The force from the curse hit Callysta squarely in the chest as she toppled backward. She struggled to breathe as she tried to vainly stand up. She couldn't fight properly with the confounded arrows in her way.
"Evanesco," she grit her teeth as the arrows disappeared. Her ears roared as the arrows disappeared into oblivion. "Don't think you have the upper hand just because I'm down," she told him, her voice still distorted. "Remember, your eyes are weaker than they used to be," she sneered at him.
Before Draco realized what she was about to do, she cast the Conjunctive curse, "Conjunctiva!" Draco felt his eyes sting and water. His eyes were burning uncontrollably. He gritted his teeth and bit the inside of his mouth to stop from howling in pain. He will not show his pain to this witch!
He could hear her laughing, it was vague, meaning the Impediment curse was slowing letting up.
Damn it! How could I let my eyes be so vulnerable?
Callysta was gloating. "Ha! Just like before! You're blinded aren't you? I will win! And you will succumb to the darkness! There is no way that you can aim a hex at me in that condition!" She raised her wand again. "Acci-!" About to summon Draco's wand to her, she had forgotten that Draco didn't need his eyes to know where she was to attack her.
"Confundo!" his shot was straight and true. He could hear her clattering about and screeching curses as she continuously bumped into things. The Impediment charm was already off, but now she had another one to content with.
His vision was covered in hazy white dots. His world was reduced to the negatives of a photo as he blinked his eyes rapidly to get used to it.
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Ginny had keen ears. She listened throughout the battle, never looking to see how either of them fared.
Harry was a quiet as she was, he was barely breathing too. The way he clutched at her so, indicated that he was as every bit as nervous as she was.
They seemed to be equal in combat. They both knew what they were doing.
All she
could hear now was Callysta screeching in the background because of the
Confundus Charm.
What had happened to Draco?
She knew that Callysta used the Conjunctive Curse on him, but why couldn't she
hear him? She remembered that it was Callysta who had caused his eyes to act
the way they were, and she was doing the same thing to him again. Was it
hurting as much as it did the last time?
Despite herself, she turned around in Harry's arms. He didn't put up a fight, because he too was fixed on the scene before him. She winced as her entire right arm bumped against Harry's chest. She muffled her gasp by burying her face in Harry's chest.
Harry gently pushed her away so that he could tend to her arm. "Ferula," he pointed his wand at her arm. Suddenly, her arm was in a sling and she found her back against Harry's chest as he propped her up to survey the paused battle.
It was odd. Here she was with Harry, positioned in such a way that they were watching the movies.
But this was no movie. This was reality.
It was a paused battle because Callysta was still stumbling around while Draco was still making himself get used to the pain in his eyes. Neither of them would be able to attack until the other recovers first. It was very smart of Draco to cast that spell so that Callysta wouldn't get the upper hand of taking his wand from him.
She hoped that Draco would recover first.
She still
wondered why Draco was fighting Callysta if he loved her? He didn't want to be
the leader, he didn't love Ginny…she was confused. Why was he even fighting
her? Doesn't he realize that he could've just left she and Harry to die? Why
did he even have to come here? How did he know that she was here?
Just then, she felt a prickly
feeling on her chest where the Core Lantern lay. She closed her eyes, knowing
that the god Apollo wanted to tell her something of great importance.
Virginia, my dear, have you forgotten what this Core Lantern can do? Surely you have been wondering how Harry and Draco knew of Callysta's plans? It was through the Core Lantern. While you were trapped in the other room with Callysta explaining her plans, Draco and Harry were listening in…not only listening but watching as well.
As for your questions of why Draco is here---Silly girl! Why else would he risk his own life? To save yours of course! It's taken him awhile to finally accept that you are Soulmates and will always be. He was just afraid to love again. Does this answer your questions? But then, if you're not entirely satisfied with what answers I have given you, you might as well ask him yourself.
She couldn't held thinking, but didn't dare say it in case she got reprimanded. Ask him myself? Yeah sure, that is if we get out of this alive. Despite her sarcasm and the situation they were in, she couldn't help but smile. It was strange and she knew it. But somehow, Apollo gave her new strength. She would just have to trust Draco.
She gripped her Core Lantern in her left hand, feeling the warmth radiated from it. I know you can do it. I believe in you. I believe that you would do anything in your power to protect me. Draco, we're Soulmates and there's nothing you can do about it. If we both die today, I'll kill you myself in the Realm! Just see if I don't do it!
…
Draco felt a coolness wash over him in a wave as the annoying, hazy dots began to fade. His Core Lantern felt icy-hot beneath his clothing. He allowed himself a quick glance in Ginny's way and saw that she gripping her own Core Lantern. Suddenly, he heard her voice enter him like a warm summer breeze.
I know you can do it. I believe in you. I believe that you would do anything in your power to protect me. Draco, we're Soulmates and there's nothing you can do about it. If we both die today, I'll kill you myself in the Realm! Just see if I don't do it!
He grinned and gave a small chuckle as he gripped his own and spoke through it to her.
Ah, Ginny dear, I don't doubt you for a second that you would kill me. Forgive me for my stupidity. I shouldn't have defied the obvious…that we're Soulmates. I realize how stupid I am. I may be incorrigible to some people, but its only you who can only correct me. You have changed me and renewed my strength and given me a new hope to fight and live for.
…and if we die, which I'm doubt we will, you can kill me how many times you want to your satisfaction. I'm beginning to wonder if you really do know me…you should know that my skill in dueling is unmatched.
He looked at her again and saw that she was smiling. Don't get too cocky, Draco Malfoy.
Don't worry, my desert rose, when I win I have every right to be cocky.
She shook her head and gave a gesture of her head to focus on the battle.
Draco turned back, his vision nearly fixed. He could see, but not as clearly as he had hoped. He saw that Callysta was gripping her wand tightly, shaking her head to clear the fuzziness in her head.
"Locomotor Mortis" he muttered.
Callysta toppled over as a result of her legs being locked together. She let out another scream and screamed her own leg curse at him.
Draco's legs went all wobble when the Jelly-Leg Jinx hit him. He groaned and sank down to the floor, testing his jelly legs. Flubber. "Mobilicorpous" he made whisking motions with his hands at Callysta. She was lifted off the ground a few feet, yelling and punching at no one in particular. "I'm not going to use the Cruciatus, but I will make you bloody pay for what you did. I'll make you suffer as you had made Ginny suffer." He jerked his wand to the right, her body flying past him at a great speed to ram into the wall. She lot out a howl as she felt her back exploding with pain. He jerked it back to the left, her body ramming into the opposite wall, her hands in front of her to lessen the impact.
Her wand dropped to the floor as she slid down to the floor.
"Finite Incantatum," he pointed at his legs. He felt his legs regain their muscles and strength as he stood up. "Accio wand," and Callysta's wand came flying into his hands.
Callysta made a sound of protest. "That's cheating!'
"Sure it is," he sneered at her. "You would know all about that, wouldn't you?" he stood above her crumpled body now. "Weren't you cheating when you cast this curse on my eyes many years ago?" He dropped down beside her, gripped her by her hair and forcing her to look into his now flashing silver eyes. "Weren't you!" he shook her hard. When she didn't answer, he shook her again and threw her against the wall.
…
Her heart was thumping with fear. It was only now that she's ever seen Draco's eyes in this dangerously, brilliant shade of silver. He was dangerous to be around now. He couldn't be stopped. He was hurting Callysta.
What scared Ginny the most was that Draco was actually enjoying this torment. She wondered if Draco knew what he was doing. His features were sharper than ever, his mouth turned upward into an evil grin and his eyes were flashing silver. When he laughed, it came out inhumanly. It was that of an animal. He was too far to reach now.
Draco could really hurt someone.
No, he could really kill someone at this rate.
Oh gods! This wasn't right. He was going to kill Callysta…for her!
…
"Stand up, bitch!" he dragged her off the floor and shoved her wand into her hand. "I wont kill you just yet, I want your death to be slow and painful," he pushed her against the wall, hearing the protest of the old stone walls.
"I will never be the ruler of the Deatheaters, neither will I have any association with someone like you. You really thought that you were good enough to beat me? Hah! Laughable! Its such a pity that talent like yours will be going to waste." His fingers found her neck, pressing at her pulse, cutting of her air. "You ought to be thankful that I'm not a dishonorable man. In reality, if you had stuck with me rather than become a Deatheater, you would have discovered that. I'm not hard to get along with. If I love someone deeply enough, I would walk through the fires of hell for her, but you wouldn't know that, would you?" he was talking to her as if it was a casual conversation. He took his sweet time in talking that Callysta was already wheezing due to lack of air.
Callysta could barely move her arm, but she did. She was able to raise it a few scant inches in the air, aiming for Draco's exposed side. She thrust her wand into Draco's flesh, making him back away from her, his face dark with loathing.
She was panting for air, her hand massaging her throat in an attempt to get her blood flowing again. Had she underestimated her opponent? Was she still a long way from becoming as good as he was?
"Come at me," he gestured to her coolly. "Let's finished this once and for all. Hell, I might as well kill you to make sure that you really wont come back and make my life a living hell."
Callysta paled. He really was serious in killing her. She never knew that Draco might actually kill her.
"Disillusion," his voice barely a whisper as he stepped back into the shadows.
He was gone.
* * *
Callysta was shaking in fear, not knowing what to anticipate from her enemy. He couldn't have disapparated. There was now way you could disapparate in this chamber of for the entire building for that matter!
The chamber had gone icy cold and deathly silent.
Suddenly,
she felt a something run past her at deadly speed. She whipped around, holding
her wand in front of her in an attempt to defend herself. "Show yourself, you
coward!"
"Coward?" his voice mocked her
from everywhere. "See how you quake in your boots!" his voice laughed at her.
"I should kill you now. Should I kill you slowly with the Reductor curse, the
force of the spell making you suffer minute by minute? Or should I just use any
of the Unforgivables? I know I shouldn't use one because Potter is here and he
might charge me, but then I am saving his hide." When he said this he cast
Potter a look, but he knew his rival wouldn't be able to see him because he was
melded into the wall. (When Harry heard Draco's voice, he particularly didn't
have any reaction to it. He was an Auror after all, but he could let Malfoy use an Unforgivable if it meant saving Ginny.)
The Disillusionment charm was meant for him to be a human chameleon. He could now move quickly among the shadows of the wall or be part of the wall as he attacked.
He would enjoy this moment. He would make her pay, that he would. Make her suffer the tortured of hell. He'd make her experience the hell he felt when she betrayed him, make her feel the agony that she had caused Ginny.
Nothing mattered now, except that he wanted to kill her. And kill her he would with all the conviction of a cold-hearted assassin.
"Maybe I could use both? I'm sure it would be very enjoyable," he shouted the Reductor curse, saying it only once but making it work for at least ten blasts. He attacked her from all over. She had no chance of escape.
"You have a wand, don't you? Use it!" he taunted her as he continued his assault.
Callysta screamed as she lifted her wand and aimed an Unforgivable at him. She nearly missed him, but part of the force caught him in the shoulder, making him cry out in fury and rage.
"Alright, I see you want to speed things up a bit," he stepped out of the shadows, his stance and the look on his face indicating that he was ready to kill her.
Callysta was already on the floor, trying to curl herself into a tighter ball. She was already crying, her body was racked with her uncontrollable sobs and wails. Her hair was thrown about her and covering part of her face.
Harry gripped Ginny's stiff rigid body closer to him, she was barely breathing and she was deadly cold.
Hearing Callysta's cries were sending chills up and down his spine, which coursed through his entire body. His eyes were wide with fear and anticipation with what was to come next. He had no doubt that Draco Malfoy would kill Callysta Verdienne Hope.
He didn't know how he felt at the moment. He knew that Callysta committed numerous crimes against the Ministry of Magic as well as him, Malfoy and Ginny. He should be dead set against forgiving her…
But seeing her now, lying crumpled on the floor, crying, pathetic and about to die was making hell for him.
He knew he should be intervening, but this wasn't one battle he could interfere with. This was Draco Malfoy and Callysta Hope's battle. He could only watch and be witness to it all even if it killed him to do so.
Harry wanted to move, but he was holding Ginny. Other than that, he was paralyzed by the scene before him.
Ginny on the other hand was being consumed in fire again. She was hurtling through the myriad of colors to finally land in the Realm. All was dark when she arrived and not even Apollo was there to greet her.
She looked around wordlessly as she continued to watch through her eyes ad listen with her ears both in human and Realm form.
Every little details she took in.
She was in turmoil with what she should do. Draco was about to kill Callysta for her! It was insane and inhuman! It was sick the way he was going to kill her, it was like an offering of some sort for her! She didn't want it to be like that! Killing someone was not supposed to be an offering to another person.
The action of killing Callysta wasn't the one that was really bothering her, it was the thing that Draco was actually enjoying this torture! It was god-awful!
He wasn't realizing that
Callysta's plan to pull him into the darkness was actually working! He was
become the thing he didn't want to be and he wasn't even realizing it!
She closed her eyes, wishing
urgently that she'd be able to penetrate his being!
Draco raised his wand, poised and ready for the kill. "I told you that I wouldn't use the Cruciatus curse, but then, I'm taking my word back so I could get this over with."
Callysta was wordless as her tears continued to course down her already tear strained face.
"Cru-!" Draco gasped as hot searing pain hit him in the back of his head, cascading down his body to devour him.
Draco…please stop this! Don't you realize that you're becoming what she wants you to become? You're slipping further and further away form the light---from me! I thought you vowed that you didn't want any part of her plan, let alone be in the darkness. But you're being it! You're reveling in it!
Her voice was like a thunderstorm, breaking into loudness with the onslaught of tears.
You're enjoying giving her pain! I know you want to kill her and you're taking your damn sweet time! A part of me wants to say "Just kill her and get it over with!" but the other part says "No, don't kill her," I cant understand why I want her to live, but I can't just bear to see a person die right before my eyes, especially if that person has been my friend. What makes it worse is that you, my Soulmate is the one torturing her, killing her!
Don't try to deny it! You're killing her because you think it would please me!
Draco found himself shouting at her in the same way she was shouting at him.
I'm killing her so that I would be rid of her for good! Don't you want to be happy? Don't you want me to be happy?
And what the hell are you talking about? I'm not ever going to succumb to the darkness! No one, not even this wench can make me! All I want is to be happy, and the only way I can be happy is to kill her!
Ginny screamed at him, her voice and presence knocking him over.
You enjoy this infliction of pain! You enjoy every little bit of pain you're giving her! You're slipping further and further away from me. I can't even recognize you anymore, you're so distant and cold. Its like you're a completely different person---who welcomes the cruelty of the world.
Your heart and soul is as cold as the eternal winter in the ends of the earth! You've become cruel in both the heart and the soul!
She didn't realize that she had screamed the last words at him in her human self. Her voice rebounded of the walls, echoing into silence as she stared at him, and he at her.
She was standing, shoulders shaking from the effort to keep her stance. She took a step forward, nearly toppling over from the pain. She took another step, forcing herself to go on as she held Draco's gaze.
"I would rather kill you myself than see you doing this," her voice took on a cold steely voice that no one in the room ever knew she had. "Hesitance is not an option for me just as long as I see that you will not fall into the darkness!" she was merely a few feet away from Draco as she drew herself up. She only reached until his chin, but the way she leveled her eyes with him commanded all the presence in him. "Don't make me do it Draco Malfoy, as soon as I kill you, I'll kill myself and heaven knows what I'll do to you in the Realm," her voice dropped to a whisper, of spiders creeping across the floor. She took another step forward, and another until she was just within his personal space. She reached for his hand, taking him slowly by the fingers, spreading her warmth into his cool being.
"I love you Draco Malfoy, I want you to come back," Ginny's whisper was loud enough only to be heard by her Soulmate.
Draco stared at his Soulmate. Every word that she said penetrated him entirely. It was not only her words that shook him, but the way she said it. She was not at all hesitant to kill him. She really meant what she said and it really shook him because he didn't realize that she had the power to do it.
And the she said I love you. It seemed to ring over and over again in his head as he continued to stare at her wordlessly. It sounded so sweet and was filled with the promise of forever.
"Draco, please come back," Ginny wrapped her arms around his waist as she melded her body into his, jarring him of his thoughts. "Don't ever leave me again," her voice broke into a soft cry as she hugged him tighter.
"Oh gods Ginny!" he muttered into her hair as he pulled her closer to him, lifting her feet off the ground as he embraced her. "I'm sorry! I really am! I didn't realize that I was hurting you! I never did! I'm so stupid! Here now? What are those? Tears? You needn't cry now, I'm here. I'm here for you. I'll never leave you again, never!" His chin was resting in top of her head, and he was kissing her hair all the while promising her that he would always be there to protect her. "You needn't be afraid of losing me to the darkness," he brought a finger under his chin and tilted her face up gently. "Oh Ginny, I've made you cry again. I've been making you cry all this time, I'm so sorry," His thumb swept across her cheek as it brushed away a tear just under her eye.
Ginny smiled a soft smile at him. "My tears are both of happiness and pain caused by you, and I guess or I realize that I wouldn't trade those tears for anything else in the world. I don't hate you for hurting me and making me cry. You only make me cry because you don't realize what you're doing,"
"I'm still sorry, Ginny" Draco brushed another tear away from her face. "I hope you can find it in your heart to forgive me, if you could ever forgive me for all the pain I've caused you,"
Ginny sighed. "Draco, you needn't ask me to forgive you. I'll always forgive you because we're Soulmates," She fingered his Core Lantern.
"You do know that I love you, don't you?" Draco's voice was soft as he looked at her which such tenderness that it made her heart contract.
"I thought you'd never tell me that you love me," Ginny broke out into a fresh set of tears.
"Silly, of course I love you. I came for you, didn't I? If I didn't love you, I wouldn't be here, protecting you, holding you and telling you that I love you," Draco smiled at her.
"I'm just so afraid that you'll disappear and it would be all an awful nightmare! And I'll wake up realizing that I'll never have the love that I so dreamed about all the time! But then you're here, like an angel!"
Draco's lips curled up into a wry smile. "An angel, hmm? That certainly is quite different. No one has called me that before."
Ginny's smile grew wider. "So, do you love me?"
Draco rolled his eyes, but drew her face closer as he gave her his answer. He kissed her softly, his hand on the side of her face as he deepened it. "I love you Virginia Weasley," he told her as he pulled away from her briefly.
"As I love you, Draco Malfoy," she answered him as she leaned closer to him for another kiss.
Their lips met in another kiss, sweet and demanding for the promise they knew that would be forever for they knew they were Soulmates.
Soulmates bound forever to love each other for all time.
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