Chapter Six:

"Ginny...this isn't you, this is some monster you created to hurt Potter."

"You should not be protecting him. He does not deserve kindness from you of all people. You hated him for years. What changed?" Her voice was harsh, it ripped though him like glass.

"Yes I hated him. But I'll hate you more if you become a murderer."

Something happened just then that nobody expected. Ginny's feet landed on the ground and her eyes faded back to their original blue. Every inch of her was trembling. The glass spear shattered to the floor as Ginny sunk to her knees.

Draco stepped to her, knelt down and picked her up. With one last glance at the bound Harry, he turned his heel and walked toward his common room-she was safe with him. And he'd make damn sure that she would be forever.

It was the middle of the afternoon once she awoke again. Dazed, she looked around and found herself nose to nose with Draco Malfoy. He was breathing softly on her cheeks. He really did look trusting when he slept.

Then she remembered.

She stared at her hands...

They still tingled with the sensation of her leftover power.

Her eyes lingered on the slumbering boy by her side and her eyes flickered a solid deep blue.

You stopped me...from doing my job. You can't stop the inevitable. I was given these powers to hurt him, like he hurt me. I will not stop...will not stop until he is dead. And if you get in my way again, I will not hesitate to kill you, my dragon.

Suddenly she grabbed at her head and shook it vigorously; it felt as though something-someone-was trying to break free. Stretching her mind like it was a toy. Something was using her to kill Harry...something that wouldn't stop until he was gone. Ginny screamed and fell to the floor, shuddering and convulsing terribly.

"Ginny!" Draco's face appeared beside her, etched with fear.

"Please...STOP!" She was curling into a ball now, sobbing hysterically and clawing at her head. Her beautiful hair was coming off around her fingers as she took to her head. She needed to get this thing out. She didn't want to hurt anyone anymore.

"Ginny...stop it." Draco hissed and knew the only thing he could do to stop her was to kiss her. And so, he did.

She wound her fingers in his hair and pulled him on top of her. His fingers stroked her neck before she moaned softly and he pulled away.

"What's in there?" Draco whispered, touching her temple. Her eyes, he noticed, were shifting from solid to soft in only a few moments.

"Don't touch me...filthy beast." She snarled and it was as though a wind blew throughout the room and lifted her off the ground.

"You don't want to do this! This isn't you...please, just stop." Draco's pleas were silenced as her now razor sharp nails sliced his cheek.

"You do not control me." He started toward her again when he saw her swaying and wailing.

"Stop...please...Draco, I'm sorry!" Her eyes melted back to the original color and then solid again. "Stop fighting you worthless bitch. I control you now. kill him."It was like watching a terrible movie take place; he didn't know which was real and when she would be his, or that monster. She was struggling in two worlds. Her voice had gone horribly emotionless and uncaring.

"I won't kill him...I love him."

"You know nothing of the word...you will listen to me or I will kill everyone that you love. Finish him, then kill Potter...it isn't that hard. They hurt you!"

"Draco never did! Shut up!"

"Silence! I will not tolerate this any longer."

Again Ginny screamed; it was so earsplitting that Draco winced. Her feet barely touched the floor and she was hurting and he couldn't do anything.

"STOP IT! I WON'T KILL FOR YOU! GET OUT OF MY HEAD!"

"Come here little dragon."

Ginny's hands reached out for Draco and grasped him around the collar of his robes. He struggled but then found it useless.

"She is too noble, wouldn't you say? Yes-she loves you...and she will kill you. But not before you witness your arch nemesis's downfall. I thought when I took her over, that she would suit my purposes, just as Master said she would."

"He lied. She is as noble as they come. She will defeat you."

"Worthless wretched foul traitor. Your Daddy is not impressed with this. He has a message for you-oh yes he does. 'By nightfall, she will be gone and you will lose it all. You have tarnished this name and you will regret it. The little Muggle-loving witch will be destroyed...by your own hands.' This is his wish. Oh yes, looks like the tables have turned."

"You'll never get me to hurt her."

"You think that now. But you will mourn her for days to come. She has a murder to commit, if you will please sit down."

Something shot through Draco and he fell back against his bed. He felt paralyzed as he stared at his Ginny-she was a horrible monster. Her eyes burned with fire as she swept from the room. Everything was as silent as it had been a few moments ago.

He's right where you left him...just stab him with a shard of broken glass. It's not that difficult...DO IT NOW!

She gripped her head as the voice exploded inside her. She moved stealthily down the hall to where she had left Harry; still bound and hanging on for dear life.

"Harry..." Ginny spoke softly, her eyes shimmering with tears. He glared up at her. His lip was bleeding.

"Stay away from me..." He hissed, narrowing his eyes.

"Or what, boy? You are powerless against me...I should have killed you when I had the chance." One shard floated above the rest, as she took a step forward. Just a few more feet and he would be gone.

"Harry...help me." Ginny cried out, reaching out her hand which trembled terribly.

"That's not you..."

"Harry! Look at me..." And he did. He could see past the darkness and into her soul. Where the battle raged and she was starting to break.

"She doesn't have the strength to hold on. Her lover is defenseless and so are you. I'm tired of this! Your life ends tonight!" The shard dove down and there was an earsplitting scream that filled the air.

He looked about and his eyes settled on Ginny. She was on her knees, shaking and breathing hard. Harry looked at his body; unblemished. Had Ginny beaten this monster? As she finally lifted her head, he caught the glimpse of what stopped her.

Her top was splattered with blood. The shard was lodged in her stomach; her fingers still curling around it's sharpness. She had gone chalk white but was smiling at him.

"I could never kill you...never." Slowly Harry fought his way out of the shards that held him and he scrambled over to her side. She fell into him and he tried to take the shard out. It wouldn't budge.

"Who was that?" He asked, still clinging to her tightly.

"Sirius's murderer. Who was inside you?" Harry dropped his eyes and frowned.

"Just me."

Suddenly a light flashed beside Harry and Ginny's body was lifted up.

"What did you do?" Draco snarled, pointing his wand at Harry, that he held straight in his teeth. (A/N: How he was able to talk with a wand in his mouth...must have been sexy. Heh.)

"It wasn't me! She tried to stop Bellatrix!"

"Lestrange?"

"Yes." Harry got up off of the ground and brushed off his robes.

"Please...I don't want this to be my last image." Ginny whispered and grabbed Harry's hand, she held it tightly before placing it around the shard. She had done the same to Draco.

"If you both work together...you can rid me from the pain." Both boys eyes widened and they nodded. With ease and strength that had the glass out of her. As Draco lay her down again, he gasped.

"No...no you can't take her! YOU CAN'T TAKE THE ONLY PERSON I EVER LOVED AWAY FROM ME! YOU'RE NOT BEING FAIR! SHE'S A GOOD GIRL, SHE DOESN'T DESERVE TO GO! SHE WAS BEING NOBLE! YOU PIECE OF SH-please don't...don't...I need her." His fist plummeted the stone floor as someone came up beside him.

"I don't think there's anything we can do." Harry muttered before a flash of silver and green smashed him into the wall. Draco's teeth were bared at him and he was strangled the boy.

"Fuck you. You don't get to tell her when her time is up. You've already hurt her enough. Just stop! It's not her time. It's NOT!" Something stirred inside Draco and he released Harry. Something fluttered behind him and they both turned. Draco's hand reached out, only to hold the air.

She stood before them dressed in white and the flutter they had heard...it was the sound of wings. Her long hair curled down to her elbows as she smiled softly at them both.

"Please don't cry for me...I'm okay." She tilted her head and frowned. "I've never see you cry before...please stop, it hurts worse then what I went through." He sniffled and straightened up. He didn't smile though.

"Harry...this wasn't how this was supposed to end." She took both their hands and put them together, in a shaking manner. "This was how I wanted it all to end." Gently she touched Harry's cheek and bent down to kiss Draco. He felt a cold breeze build only on his lips. His hands unconsciously reached out to hold her and keep her here. He grasped nothing. Slowly he let his hands drop and he turned his heel and walked off. But a hand on his shoulder stopped him.

"She didn't deserve this...but she deserved you. You made her happier then I ever could have. I regretted what I did since that day...but maybe that's not very important to her now, you know? Maybe the thing she wanted most for us was to work things out." Harry felt himself being jerked forward as Draco pulled him into a soft hug.

"She died happily...that's all we need to know. See you around Potter." he smiled faintly and walked off. He'd always remember the day his life changed, because it was the time he realized he could put selfish crap aside and just live.

(Author's Note: I know the hug was so sappy...but I was just in the mood. It's a once and a life time thing folks!)