A year and a half later:
"Bye Draco," Ginny said. She walked right past him and down through the hall.
"Ginny! Wait up!" Draco called. He ran after her. "Look, I'm sorry that I'm graduating and I've got to be a Death Eater and never see you again. But why can't we make the rest of the time worthwhile?"
"I knew it would never work. I always knew we were too far apart. I'm surprised it has even come this far. I'm sorry Draco, but we just can't stay like this," Ginny tried hard not to let her tears out. She turned away from Draco and continued walking off.
"But I love you! You know that! And I always thought you, well, do you?" Draco asked, hurrying to keep up with her.
"I do love you. But times change. After your graduation your father will take you and train you to be a Death Eater. After my graduation next year, I will become an Auror. We are going different ways. We can't go on."
"Well, at least will you come to my graduation tomorrow? I'm Valedictorian of the Slytherins and all, and so, it would be nice if you came," Draco said.
"Where will you go after graduation? Let me owl you and I will go," Ginny stopped short.
"I'm going to be in London. It's a secret place like Diagon Alley, hidden from Muggles. How about if I take you right now so you know where it is?" Draco asked.
"Sure, fine, I don't care, take me, whatever," Ginny mumbled. Draco grabbed her hand and lead her to the Slytherin Common Room, where no one was. It wasn't surprising, for it was lunchtime. He threw some Floo Powder into the fireplace and said "Death Eater Training Center number 37 London."
"Don't you think the Ministry will see where we're going?" Ginny asked just before they left.
"That was the Slytherin fireplace. You didn't think Salazar devised a way to protect his fireplace from being watched by the Ministry?" Draco said after they got there. "Hold my hand at all times. It's supposed to be empty, but you never can be certain."
He walked Ginny through a very narrow but long walkway that seemed as if it was at midnight. It was made of brick, and there were buildings on the sides. Ginny looked back at the building that she came out of. It looked like it was at the center of this strange place, as if it were used for Floo especially. It was short and long, and the rest of the buildings were just as dark as the pathway and made out of brick. They were each at least two or more stories. Ginny leaned and saw that on the doorway of one of the buildings was the Dark Mark carved into the doorknob.
"Over here," Draco said. He lead her into a large, four story building that seemed like the central place to be. "This is the house of training. The rest of the houses are for Death Eaters that are at large."
"Well you have the chance," Ginny said. "Why don't you just tell Dumbledore about this place? You could become an Auror and maybe we could get married or something."
"I can't. This place has the strongest security. I would have to be with whomever wanted to see this place. If we were ever caught, we would all be killed that instant."
"But you brought me here," Ginny said.
"That's because you are one person, and not yet much of a threat to this place. It's a lot safer bringing you than twenty Aurors," Draco answered.
"I see. Why don't you just kill your father and be done with it? I mean, he did bring your mother to the Death Eaters and. . ."
"She was never found. She could still be alive. And yes, I am mad at my father. But have you ever tried killing your father who's a high rank Death Eater?"
"Harry probably could," Ginny whispered.
"Harry, Harry, Harry. Do you really think he could either?"
"Thinking of all the stuff he has done, yes."
"I'm sorry, it just can't be done. I'm sorry that I'm giving up so fast, but I tried really hard to not do this." Draco lead her back to the Floo building and took her back to the Slytherin Common Room.
"I'm sorry about us," Ginny said. She turned and walked away.
"Your speech was excellent," Ginny smiled. She was dancing with Draco at his graduation.
"Thank you. You helped write it," Draco said.
"I did?" Ginny asked.
"The girl I kept referring to was you."
"Ooh, I see," Ginny said. Draco twirled her around.
"Say something," Draco said. The music of "Fur Elise" (Written by Beethoven, played by anyone) started playing.
"Can't. It's my favorite song without words. I won't mess it up."
"Aha."
"Yea."
"So, um,"
"Remember what we said, that half baked idea, about a year ago?" Ginny suddenly livened up.
"You mean about us getting married?" Draco pricked up his ears.
"Why couldn't we do that?" Ginny asked.
"Aw! You just ruined the surprise!" Draco said. He brought Ginny out onto the moonlit balcony and brought a ring out. "I love you dearly."
"I can tell," Ginny said. She picked up the ring and studied it. She slipped it on her ring finger and admired it in the light. "So is this a proposal?" Ginny asked.
"Yes. I thought about our conversation yesterday and how disappointed you were that we would never see each other again. Of course I was disappointed too, but I had given up too early. I went to the library and searched. I found an old manuscript that Tom Riddle wrote himself when he was a student here. He was a Seer, you know. Of course he dropped that art when he became the Dark Lord. But he predicted this great Dark Lord, which was himself of course. He predicted that his second son was to bring down his power greatly. It continued to say about his suicide and how his first son would take over.
"It went on and on, and so far everything that was supposed to happen has happened. He was so talented. Well, it said that a great war would start. Nearly all of the wizards involved in it would die. Except two people from opposite sides, that would fall in love. I think that's us."
"You mean Harry is going to die?" Ginny asked, upset.
"Yes. I'm sorry. But it's his fate. But at least he will die doing something great," Draco said.
"Well, which side is going to win?" Ginny asked.
"That's the only thing he didn't predict. I guess we'll just have to find out," Draco said.
"Yea," Ginny said.
"So?" Draco asked.
"What?" Ginny asked.
"Will you marry me?" Draco asked.
At that point Ginny burst into tears. "I can't! I'm sorry! It just can't be done!"
"Well, why not?" Draco asked.
"Why can't you realize it? We're like Romeo and Juliet here! Our families don't get along because we're on different sides! It's not going to work because," Ginny sobbed.
"Because why?" Draco asked.
"Harry and I are probably going to get married. I mean, my family likes him a lot, and I'm the only girl. He's best friends with my brother, and he's a celebrity. Of course, I only like him as a friend and everything, you know that, but it will probably happen," Ginny blurted out.
"I guess I understand. You're right. It's not going to work. But keep the ring anyway. It's my evil way of making you remember me," Draco said. Ginny giggled and smiled a smile beneath her tears.
"Even without the ring, it would be pretty hard to forget about you. How about we just dance one last dance," Ginny lead Draco back into the Great Hall. They danced, but suddenly Mr. Mark tapped Draco on the shoulder.
"Your father wishes to see you," He said. Draco immediately stepped away from Ginny and said, "Can't it wait?"
"Sorry, but he doesn't have much time. He's got your trunk and your broomstick. Come quickly and follow me," Mr. Mark walked out of the hall, motioning for Draco to follow. Draco took a few steps toward the door, then quickly turned around and ran towards Ginny.
"You're leaving?" Ginny asked, a tear forming in her eye.
"Yes. I hope I see you again. If I don't, well, that's that," Draco said, his eyes turning red and watery.
"But there's so much I need to tell you!" Ginny sobbed.
"Same here. But whatever you do, don't owl me. Things could get really bad," Draco said.
"Well, good bye then," Ginny said, staring at her feet. Draco hugged her and gave her a kiss on the cheek.
"Good bye," He said. He walked off towards the doors and out into the evening. Ginny gave a little wave, then stormed up to her dormitory.
Let's see if I can remember how to do this, Ginny thought as she grabbed her wand and closed the curtains around her bed. "Avada Kedavra!" She whispered, her wand pointed at her heart. Nothing happened.
"Avada Kedavra!" She said a little louder. Still nothing happened.
"Avada Kedavra, dammit!" Ginny said through gritted teeth. She heard a door open and footsteps coming into the room.
"Ginny, are you doing ok?" Harry's voice said. Ginny quickly put away her wand.
"I'm fine, go away," Ginny said.
"What are you doing?" He asked.
"Sleeping. Go away, I'm tired," Ginny faked a yawn.
"I'm sorry about Draco," Harry said. Ginny immediately pulled open the curtains and raised an eyebrow.
"How did you find out?" She asked.
"I heard your whole conversation. I was right next to you, watching. I had heard you say that Draco was leaving to be a Death Eater, so I was going to make sure Lucius didn't come and hurt you," Harry said.
"Aha, I understand. You can go away now," Ginny said, closing the curtains.
"Seriously, what are you doing. I know you're not sleeping. You wouldn't be sleeping in that dress," Harry said.
"Fine. I'm. . .writing in my diary. Go away," Ginny said.
"I thought you were scared of diaries ever since the Tom Riddle incident," Harry said.
"Why do you need to know what I'm doing? Why can't you just leave me alone?" Ginny lost her temper. "Gosh, Avada Kedavra doesn't work, and now you won't leave me alone! Can't I have some privacy?"
"You're killing yourself?" Harry asked.
"If you really need to know, yes! Just let me!" Ginny said.
"No Ginny, please. Don't do that. It's really selfish, and you don't know what happens when you die. Now I'm sorry I put everyone in the veil out of their misery by destroying it," Harry said.
"Now that means I can die. I thank you Harry for making suicide easier. You can go away now," Ginny said.
"If I had known this a year ago, I would never have done it. Please, don't," Harry said.
"You have made a lot of deaths possible. Now go away!" Ginny said.
"And all that crap! How does it go again Ginny? And all that crap! La la la la la la la la la. And all that crap!" Harry sang.
"Evil!" Ginny yelled.
"Why is that in your vocabulary today?" Harry asked, making fun of Mr. Mark.
"What?" Ginny laughed.
"Did I stutter?" Harry asked.
"You're a loser, teaching at the wizarding school!" Ginny laughed.
"No, I'm a winner," Harry pouted.
"No you're not! No you're not!" Ginny chanted.
"Go to bed, it's getting late," Harry said.
"Why? It's your graduation! I want to stay up for your graduation!" Ginny protested.
"Ok, fine. I'll be waiting for you in the Great Hall. And don't even think of using your wand tonight," Harry said.
"I won't. I now know that I have friends," Ginny said. She quickly brushed her hair and ran back to the Great Hall.
How do you like it? Is it good? It's getting really near the end of the story, and I'm thinking of maybe doing a sequel. Again. Well, you tell me. So as always, review please! And Da Hui, kiwis, pickles, sardines, yogurt, and five! Best wishes, (!
"Bye Draco," Ginny said. She walked right past him and down through the hall.
"Ginny! Wait up!" Draco called. He ran after her. "Look, I'm sorry that I'm graduating and I've got to be a Death Eater and never see you again. But why can't we make the rest of the time worthwhile?"
"I knew it would never work. I always knew we were too far apart. I'm surprised it has even come this far. I'm sorry Draco, but we just can't stay like this," Ginny tried hard not to let her tears out. She turned away from Draco and continued walking off.
"But I love you! You know that! And I always thought you, well, do you?" Draco asked, hurrying to keep up with her.
"I do love you. But times change. After your graduation your father will take you and train you to be a Death Eater. After my graduation next year, I will become an Auror. We are going different ways. We can't go on."
"Well, at least will you come to my graduation tomorrow? I'm Valedictorian of the Slytherins and all, and so, it would be nice if you came," Draco said.
"Where will you go after graduation? Let me owl you and I will go," Ginny stopped short.
"I'm going to be in London. It's a secret place like Diagon Alley, hidden from Muggles. How about if I take you right now so you know where it is?" Draco asked.
"Sure, fine, I don't care, take me, whatever," Ginny mumbled. Draco grabbed her hand and lead her to the Slytherin Common Room, where no one was. It wasn't surprising, for it was lunchtime. He threw some Floo Powder into the fireplace and said "Death Eater Training Center number 37 London."
"Don't you think the Ministry will see where we're going?" Ginny asked just before they left.
"That was the Slytherin fireplace. You didn't think Salazar devised a way to protect his fireplace from being watched by the Ministry?" Draco said after they got there. "Hold my hand at all times. It's supposed to be empty, but you never can be certain."
He walked Ginny through a very narrow but long walkway that seemed as if it was at midnight. It was made of brick, and there were buildings on the sides. Ginny looked back at the building that she came out of. It looked like it was at the center of this strange place, as if it were used for Floo especially. It was short and long, and the rest of the buildings were just as dark as the pathway and made out of brick. They were each at least two or more stories. Ginny leaned and saw that on the doorway of one of the buildings was the Dark Mark carved into the doorknob.
"Over here," Draco said. He lead her into a large, four story building that seemed like the central place to be. "This is the house of training. The rest of the houses are for Death Eaters that are at large."
"Well you have the chance," Ginny said. "Why don't you just tell Dumbledore about this place? You could become an Auror and maybe we could get married or something."
"I can't. This place has the strongest security. I would have to be with whomever wanted to see this place. If we were ever caught, we would all be killed that instant."
"But you brought me here," Ginny said.
"That's because you are one person, and not yet much of a threat to this place. It's a lot safer bringing you than twenty Aurors," Draco answered.
"I see. Why don't you just kill your father and be done with it? I mean, he did bring your mother to the Death Eaters and. . ."
"She was never found. She could still be alive. And yes, I am mad at my father. But have you ever tried killing your father who's a high rank Death Eater?"
"Harry probably could," Ginny whispered.
"Harry, Harry, Harry. Do you really think he could either?"
"Thinking of all the stuff he has done, yes."
"I'm sorry, it just can't be done. I'm sorry that I'm giving up so fast, but I tried really hard to not do this." Draco lead her back to the Floo building and took her back to the Slytherin Common Room.
"I'm sorry about us," Ginny said. She turned and walked away.
"Your speech was excellent," Ginny smiled. She was dancing with Draco at his graduation.
"Thank you. You helped write it," Draco said.
"I did?" Ginny asked.
"The girl I kept referring to was you."
"Ooh, I see," Ginny said. Draco twirled her around.
"Say something," Draco said. The music of "Fur Elise" (Written by Beethoven, played by anyone) started playing.
"Can't. It's my favorite song without words. I won't mess it up."
"Aha."
"Yea."
"So, um,"
"Remember what we said, that half baked idea, about a year ago?" Ginny suddenly livened up.
"You mean about us getting married?" Draco pricked up his ears.
"Why couldn't we do that?" Ginny asked.
"Aw! You just ruined the surprise!" Draco said. He brought Ginny out onto the moonlit balcony and brought a ring out. "I love you dearly."
"I can tell," Ginny said. She picked up the ring and studied it. She slipped it on her ring finger and admired it in the light. "So is this a proposal?" Ginny asked.
"Yes. I thought about our conversation yesterday and how disappointed you were that we would never see each other again. Of course I was disappointed too, but I had given up too early. I went to the library and searched. I found an old manuscript that Tom Riddle wrote himself when he was a student here. He was a Seer, you know. Of course he dropped that art when he became the Dark Lord. But he predicted this great Dark Lord, which was himself of course. He predicted that his second son was to bring down his power greatly. It continued to say about his suicide and how his first son would take over.
"It went on and on, and so far everything that was supposed to happen has happened. He was so talented. Well, it said that a great war would start. Nearly all of the wizards involved in it would die. Except two people from opposite sides, that would fall in love. I think that's us."
"You mean Harry is going to die?" Ginny asked, upset.
"Yes. I'm sorry. But it's his fate. But at least he will die doing something great," Draco said.
"Well, which side is going to win?" Ginny asked.
"That's the only thing he didn't predict. I guess we'll just have to find out," Draco said.
"Yea," Ginny said.
"So?" Draco asked.
"What?" Ginny asked.
"Will you marry me?" Draco asked.
At that point Ginny burst into tears. "I can't! I'm sorry! It just can't be done!"
"Well, why not?" Draco asked.
"Why can't you realize it? We're like Romeo and Juliet here! Our families don't get along because we're on different sides! It's not going to work because," Ginny sobbed.
"Because why?" Draco asked.
"Harry and I are probably going to get married. I mean, my family likes him a lot, and I'm the only girl. He's best friends with my brother, and he's a celebrity. Of course, I only like him as a friend and everything, you know that, but it will probably happen," Ginny blurted out.
"I guess I understand. You're right. It's not going to work. But keep the ring anyway. It's my evil way of making you remember me," Draco said. Ginny giggled and smiled a smile beneath her tears.
"Even without the ring, it would be pretty hard to forget about you. How about we just dance one last dance," Ginny lead Draco back into the Great Hall. They danced, but suddenly Mr. Mark tapped Draco on the shoulder.
"Your father wishes to see you," He said. Draco immediately stepped away from Ginny and said, "Can't it wait?"
"Sorry, but he doesn't have much time. He's got your trunk and your broomstick. Come quickly and follow me," Mr. Mark walked out of the hall, motioning for Draco to follow. Draco took a few steps toward the door, then quickly turned around and ran towards Ginny.
"You're leaving?" Ginny asked, a tear forming in her eye.
"Yes. I hope I see you again. If I don't, well, that's that," Draco said, his eyes turning red and watery.
"But there's so much I need to tell you!" Ginny sobbed.
"Same here. But whatever you do, don't owl me. Things could get really bad," Draco said.
"Well, good bye then," Ginny said, staring at her feet. Draco hugged her and gave her a kiss on the cheek.
"Good bye," He said. He walked off towards the doors and out into the evening. Ginny gave a little wave, then stormed up to her dormitory.
Let's see if I can remember how to do this, Ginny thought as she grabbed her wand and closed the curtains around her bed. "Avada Kedavra!" She whispered, her wand pointed at her heart. Nothing happened.
"Avada Kedavra!" She said a little louder. Still nothing happened.
"Avada Kedavra, dammit!" Ginny said through gritted teeth. She heard a door open and footsteps coming into the room.
"Ginny, are you doing ok?" Harry's voice said. Ginny quickly put away her wand.
"I'm fine, go away," Ginny said.
"What are you doing?" He asked.
"Sleeping. Go away, I'm tired," Ginny faked a yawn.
"I'm sorry about Draco," Harry said. Ginny immediately pulled open the curtains and raised an eyebrow.
"How did you find out?" She asked.
"I heard your whole conversation. I was right next to you, watching. I had heard you say that Draco was leaving to be a Death Eater, so I was going to make sure Lucius didn't come and hurt you," Harry said.
"Aha, I understand. You can go away now," Ginny said, closing the curtains.
"Seriously, what are you doing. I know you're not sleeping. You wouldn't be sleeping in that dress," Harry said.
"Fine. I'm. . .writing in my diary. Go away," Ginny said.
"I thought you were scared of diaries ever since the Tom Riddle incident," Harry said.
"Why do you need to know what I'm doing? Why can't you just leave me alone?" Ginny lost her temper. "Gosh, Avada Kedavra doesn't work, and now you won't leave me alone! Can't I have some privacy?"
"You're killing yourself?" Harry asked.
"If you really need to know, yes! Just let me!" Ginny said.
"No Ginny, please. Don't do that. It's really selfish, and you don't know what happens when you die. Now I'm sorry I put everyone in the veil out of their misery by destroying it," Harry said.
"Now that means I can die. I thank you Harry for making suicide easier. You can go away now," Ginny said.
"If I had known this a year ago, I would never have done it. Please, don't," Harry said.
"You have made a lot of deaths possible. Now go away!" Ginny said.
"And all that crap! How does it go again Ginny? And all that crap! La la la la la la la la la. And all that crap!" Harry sang.
"Evil!" Ginny yelled.
"Why is that in your vocabulary today?" Harry asked, making fun of Mr. Mark.
"What?" Ginny laughed.
"Did I stutter?" Harry asked.
"You're a loser, teaching at the wizarding school!" Ginny laughed.
"No, I'm a winner," Harry pouted.
"No you're not! No you're not!" Ginny chanted.
"Go to bed, it's getting late," Harry said.
"Why? It's your graduation! I want to stay up for your graduation!" Ginny protested.
"Ok, fine. I'll be waiting for you in the Great Hall. And don't even think of using your wand tonight," Harry said.
"I won't. I now know that I have friends," Ginny said. She quickly brushed her hair and ran back to the Great Hall.
How do you like it? Is it good? It's getting really near the end of the story, and I'm thinking of maybe doing a sequel. Again. Well, you tell me. So as always, review please! And Da Hui, kiwis, pickles, sardines, yogurt, and five! Best wishes, (!