"Oh Merlin," Ron said in a high pitched voice.
"Yes, that is Merlin, Ron," Ginny assured her brother with a touch of sarcasm in her voice. Draco looked over her shoulder, smirked and nodded in agreement. Ron merely rolled his eyes at his sister's snarky comment.
At that moment, Headmaster Dumbledore burst through the door to the Astronomy with several teachers on his tail, including Professor McGonagall, Professor Flitwick and Professor Snape.
"We've got her. Draco…Ginny…get your wands and head to the field now."
"Shouldn't she be dead, sir?" Draco asked, clearly confused by the issue at hand.
"Not necessarily, one last look over the Prophecy, a last look over the UV Night Light theory and the fact that she is still walking the Earth actually suggests that she is mortal. That means, you two, get your arses down there and blow her to smithereens."
"Yes, sir!" the young couple yelled in unison. They verified they had their wands and flew through the tower door, clearly heading to the fields below.
Draco, as they were running down the hallway, grabbed Ginny's hand and gave her a sweet smile. "Love you," he said.
"Love you more," she retorted.
He snorted, but knew arguing with a Weasley, especially a female Weasley, was asinine. They continued on their way supporting each other completely. When the couple finally reached the front doors, they made a brief stop, turned to each other and smiled.
"I still love you," he said again.
"And I still love you more," she said with a smile that lit her entire face.
Draco pulled her close and brought his lips to her. There was a brief connection of lips and then he gently nipped at her bottom lip with his teeth to gain entry. She willingly opened and moaned when his tongue took a powerful sweep of her mouth, tasting her completely. Ginny found that he still tasted of cinnamon and man, her man. She could die happy. This man completed her mind, body and soul and she reveled in him. She pulled him closer and returned with a thorough inquisition of his mouth. This time he groaned. After a few seconds longer, they pulled back and stared into each other's eyes.
"Time to go, Mrs. Malfoy," he said with a sexy, huskiness to his voice.
"Right you are, Mr. Malfoy," she returned, "See you on the other side."
She tapped him on the nose and opened the door to go outside and face Merlin.
Ginny quickly did a sweep of the grounds, pulled her wand out and saw Merlin or Amberlin walking to her from the West. She took a deep breath and began walking towards her adversary.
She could feel, rather than hear, Draco supporting her from behind.
"Hey Merlin, we are over here Bitch!" Ginny called out in a sing-song voice. Draco snorted again at her antics, but continued moving forward with her.
"Mr. and Mrs. Malfoy, I bet you are surprised to see me, now aren't you?" the beautiful, blonde woman said in a husky voice.
"Hardly, we are able to read, you know. After another quick digestion of the Prophecy and other items, I would hardly say you are surprise. However, I think we might know something you don't."
"And that would be?" Amberlin asked.
"Tut-Tut, knowledge is power and I like having the upper hand. So, let's play the game my way, why don't we."
"Why don't we just end this," the evil woman retorted. She raised her wand and began to say the Killing Curse, but before she got "Ava…" out, Draco had brandished his wand and screamed, "Expelliramus."
"Really, Merlin, I thought you were supposed to be the most powerful wizard to ever live and now you find yourself without a wand."
"Mrs. Malfoy, I don't need a wand for most things," she said with a smirk. She raised a flat palm to Draco and screamed, "Rictor Sempra!"
Draco, as he did in his second year of Hogwarts during a certain duel, went flipping through the air and landed in a heap on the ground some distance away. He was unconscious, but had somehow managed to keep hold of his wand and Merlin's. Ginny kept herself firmly placed between Draco and the woman.
"Well, with a hex like that, I can safely assume that you are NOT able to cast the Killing Curse without a wand, or you would have used it, another upper hand that I have on you."
"You, my sweet angel, are not the only one with secrets. For example, I know your husband tastes like cinnamon, cinnamon and man. Yummy! And he is one hell of a lover, those little thrusts he does just before he comes…we are both lucky women to have known such a talented lover. Would you like to see? I kept a pensieve."
"You slut," Ginny said with vehemence and anger in her shaking voice. "I will kill you; no one fucks with the Malfoys or the Weasleys."
"You mean like "not fucking" with your brother, Bill? Or fucking your husband? Because I assure you; he was quite willing and enthusiastic."
"And I am sure that you being a mind-melding vampire had absolutely NOTHING to do with that."
"Ha! I am a beautiful woman, you know. It was hardly a hardship for him. Really, look at me."
"Yet, I still have the upper hand here. Go figure!" Ginny said with a disgusted smirk.
"Well then, my little know-it-all, please let me know how you have me in your wretched grasp."
"Sure you can handle it?" Ginny asked.
"Ha…" the blonde woman said, her scorn of Ginny obvious in both tone and action.
Ginny, while watching the woman settling into her flagrant disregard of Ginny's power, secretly pulled her wand and pointed it to the raping bitch.
Ginny quietly, but earnestly whispered, "Avada Kedavra! You mortal bitch…"
A strangled cry was wrenched from the twisted soul of Merlin. "I release you! I release you! You are no longer bound," Amberlin screamed as she fell to the ground. Her eyes were glassy and still. She was dead.
Ginny, after giving the dead body a swift kick for good measure, ran to Draco and fell to her knees beside him. She cradled his head and rocked him. Within minutes, all those that had been in the Astronomy Tower were by Ginny, as well as Madame Pomfrey and Harry Potter who had arrived from the earlier battle scene.
"Is he okay, Ginny?" Harry asked.
"I think so. It was a simple 'Rictor Sempra,'" she assured him. Despite the graveness of the situation, both Ron and Harry gave a slight chuckle recalling the duel of second year.
Ginny rolled her eyes at the two and turned to Madame Pomfrey. Madame Pomfrey gestured for Ginny to place his head back down so that she can do a full medical investigation. After a few seconds, she waved her wand over his body and stated a wake up charm. Draco came back to the land of the living, and was sitting up in no time.
Ginny helped him to his feet and held him close. She asked Dumbledore if they could return to their private rooms. He assured her that it would be fine and they headed off.
Five minutes later, after a long, slow trek, they were settling in their rooms.
"Are you sure you are okay?" she asked.
"Fit as a fiddle. My head is harder than it looks," he said with a cute smile.
She nodded and sat down across from him. She took a deep breath and began, "I know what happened, Draco. She rubbed it in my face."
Draco looked up in shock and gazed at her. "You know?" he asked in a small voice.
"Yes, but I want your version- if you don't mind. I know it will be hard…" she assured him.
He gave a slight nod and began, "You know she took me in the middle of the night. She possessed me, made me do…a lot of things that I didn't want too. I had no choice. It was worse than the Imperius Curse. I knew everything I was doing, but could not stop. Oh God…the things she made me do to her, Gin." He cradled his head into his hands and cried.
Ginny immediately ran to his side and pulled him close, "It was NOT your fault, Draco!"
He gave a great sob and pulled her close, "I'm so-so sorry, Ginny. I didn't want to do it. Please make me forget. Please make me whole again. Love me, Ginny, love me."
"I do love you, Draco. You are whole. And you are MINE…Mine, Draco, for now and forever. I am yours and you are mine. We are one. There is no one else. There never has been and never will be. WE ARE ONE!"
Draco gazed intently into her soul. Then he pulled her close. He took possession of her mouth. She willingly gave in. She pulled him tighter and began to run her hands through his hair.
He grabbed at her shirt and ripped it open. He pulled back to gaze at her form. He gasped and trailed a gentle finger down her breastbone. He pulled her chest to him and tasted where his finger had trailed. She moaned from the contact. At her moan, he slipped her skirt from her hips as he continued worshipping her pert breasts. Ginny kicked her shoes off, laid down on the sofa and pulled him on top of her.
She gently pulled at the bottom of his shirt seeking permission. He gave her one last nip at her nipple and pulled the shirt over his head. She reveled in his skin and gingerly ran her hands all over the revealed flesh.
He moaned at the contact and returned to lavishing his attention on her body. She stopped him once more and mumbled for him to remove the rest of his clothes. With a smirk, he lifted off of her and removed his pants and boxers. Soon their naked bodies were touching everywhere and moans of delight filled the room. He took her and she rode wave after wave of ecstasy.
They fell asleep on the couch, completely sated in one another.