A/N: same old stuff I only own characters unfamiliar from the books

The lyrics at the beginning are from 'I Ask of You' by Anastacia

Thanx for the reviews ppl, cheers for my beta, kneh13, for telling me to add a sex scene for draco and ginny as I was just gonna leave it after draco's quote. Anyway enjoy and keep reviewin! Cheers babes =) xx

Chapter Twelve – If Tonight Is All We Have

I ask of you, would you love me, if nothing else went right?
And I ask of you, would you hold me, forever in your life?
And don't let me fall, 'cause I can only give my all
Here I am
I ask of you

Yawning Ginny rolled over and fell out of bed, landing in a heap with her bedclothes over her head. She got unsteadily to her feet and shoved her sheets back onto the bed, hobbling into the bathroom and diving into the shower to wake herself up.

"Ginny! You take forever get out here now!" Frankie bellowed, pounding on the bathroom door furiously before sinking into the chair to the side once again.

Ginny rolled her eyes and pulled open the door, looking absolutely stunning and seeming to shimmer with an inner glow.

"Finally! Cass NO!"

Ginny snorted with laughter as Cass darted past her and slammed the bathroom door in an apoplectic Frankie's face. Wandering over to her still unmade bed Ginny collapsed onto it next to Noah who was looking very smug about something in a pair of baggy black pants, a black t-shirt with 'Spoilt Bastard' across the front in silver and two identical black sweatbands at his wrists.

"Morning."

Ginny grunted and stretched, kissing Noah on the cheek and pulling on her clumpy black boots with the silver studs along the bottom. Eying her curiously Noah decided she was looking very sexy in an outfit any other girl would look kind of odd in.

Today she was clad in black three-quarter length trousers with various silver chains crisscrossing along the front and back that met her purple and black horizontally striped knee-high socks head-on. Her black sleeveless t-shirt had 'In Need of Therapy' sprawled across its front in purple writing and her black netted gloves that joined between her thumb and the rest of her fingers stretched up to halfway up her upper arm.

Noticing the studded black cuff on her right wrist and the black leather glove with the fingers cut out on her left hand Noah rolled his eyes; he wondered where they had disappeared to. As she chattered vaguely to her friends slowly pulling on their clothes she circled her eyes in black eyeliner, added some black lipstick and mussed up her hair.

"Can I just say, this rule of optional-uniform after fifth year is an excellent idea." Alyssa said, tugging a turquoise polo-neck jumper over her head and wriggling into a pair of black jeans.

"You may and you're damn right it is." Cass said happily, tucking her flared-sleeved blouse into her tight black leather trousers and tightening the thick black belt holding them up with a pair of big silver lips as the buckle. She fluffed out her hair and adjusted the golden locket Harry had bought her for her birthday the week before.

"Did you see Flitwick's face when Juno Raven turned up for Charms in that leather mini-skirt; he nearly had a heart failure."

Frankie giggled, ignoring the look Ginny shot her and slipping on a pair of baggy faded jeans with rips at the knees and a sleeveless black t-shirt with safety pins scattered over its front.

"Come on, we're gonna be late."

The four girls followed Noah out of the room and into the Common Room where the Golden Trio met them, Ron eyeing Ginny's outfit with a disapproving frown on his face.

"Bugger off, Ron." Ginny said before he could say anything.

Hermione stamped on Ron's foot as he opened his mouth furiously and he glowered at her before marching off with Harry, Mason and Neville. Ginny raised an eyebrow as Rindy and Xander emerged from a corner smirking and straightening their clothes before turning to Hermione.

"I noticed you took my advice."

Hermione shrugged and looked down at her clothes as though checking they were still there. She was clad in a tight black lace top with several rips all over the place and a pair of fluorescent pink flares that swept the floor over her high-heeled boots.

"You look good Hermione." Noah called back, earning a death glare from Ron who bustled over and wrapped an arm around his girl friend's waist.

"Noah!"

Entering the Great Hall Ginny spun around to see Juno beckoning to a frantically blushing Noah who kissed her temple and darted off to join her. Ginny quirked her eyebrow at Frankie when Juno winced at the kiss and frowned, well that was unexpected; Frankie however looked ecstatic and rapidly followed Noah's progress across the hall towards Blue. Sighing Ginny followed them and dropped into a seat opposite Draco, ignoring his smirk as she piled her plate with food and watched Juno and Noah curiously.

The pair of them were so comfortable with each other they looked like an old married couple and the image unnerved her, forty-eight hours ago they had been enemies. And then there was Frankie and Blue who were getting very intense, their faces inches apart as they chattered away.

The room fell silent when the doors burst open and thousands of hooded black figures swept in, waving their wands the room found themselves bound in metal ropes all except the Six.

Ginny leapt to her feet in horror and stared at the figure closest to her, in fact she was walking towards her. She had long black hair and huge black eyes that were cold and empty, staring into them Ginny felt a sharp pain sear through her Mark and she wobbled, leaning gratefully against Draco as he steadied her.

"You."

The girl before her pointed at Ginny and the pain doubled, she briefly felt Draco's grip ripped from her arm before the pain became too much and darkness engulfed her.

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She vaguely saw images in the back of her head that she was sure weren't in the same place she was and it pressed against her aching eyes.

"Go to them, show her your clans' resistance, prove to her we will not give in as she so eloquently put it once before."

A woman raised her eyes to meet Professor Dumbledore's.

"And Ginny?"

Dumbledore's eyes met the woman's and he shook his head gravely.

"This she needs to do alone."

The images vanished and Ginny awoke to a searing pain in her wrists and a harsh light shining directly into her eyes; almost blinding her when her eyelids flickered open. She blinked wildly for a few seconds until her eyes adjusted and she glanced up to see a rope made of some kind of metal binding her hands together which was what had caused the pain.

Looking down at her feet she saw that where she should have been slumped on a cold damp floor, she was in fact dangling just above it; the rope tying her hands together hooked onto a large metal hook that was screwed into the long thin pole running from one wall to the other. A stinging pain made her wince and she glanced downwards at the large puddle just to her left to see an angry red weal across her left cheek, slowly dripping blood into the pool of murky water.

There was a loud squeak and then a swinging thud as though a heavy door had been opened before her and she yanked her head upwards to see three figures enter, the one leading the other two circling around behind her and fiddling with something. The blast of icy air that crept in behind the figures washed over Ginny and she suddenly noticed the absence of her cloak; it was dumped in a pile to her right.

She shivered and looked down, realising that her t-shirt had been sliced open above her navel and just below her collar-bone, leaving the little silver gem in her belly button and her mother's golden necklace glittering in the light. Her pants had also been ripped as though someone with claws had slashed at her and she had several shallow cuts along her legs.

She raised her head as she heard a slight thump and she leaned around as far as she could trying to locate the sound.

"Don't strain yourself looking; I'm here."

A tall dark figure stepped into her line of sight; Kendra. Her long black hair was slicked back from her face leaving her pale features clearly visible; her huge black eyes dominating her face. A cruel grin spread across her face as she took in Ginny's surprise, she spread her arms wide, the sleeves of her long black dress billowing out around her making her look like a giant bat.

"Did you miss me?"

She let out a cackle of laughter and Ginny shuddered at the hint of insane pleasure in the sound as it reverberated throughout the huge empty room. Kendra caught the shudder and her face fell, shuttered, her eyes blank and angry; she clicked her fingers and the two vampires flanking the heavy metal door to Ginny's right pulled it open and dragged in a figure swathed in a black cloak with gold and red lining.

"Cohen."

Ginny gasped, tears springing to her eyes as her friend from the year below her whimpered, crouching on the floor; she knew he wasn't really afraid, she could see it in his eyes; he was just playing along, knowing that if she thought him too afraid to try anything Kendra would leave him unshackled.

Several loud cracks resounded around the room and Ginny flinched. Looking up she saw a number of tall people wrapped in robes of various colours standing before her with their backs to her.

"You."

Kendra hissed, narrowing her eyes at the newcomers.

"Us."

A tall woman with very pale skin, huge dark eyes and a long red robe that swept the floor replied in obvious distaste.

"So... you dare to defy me so blatantly?"

The woman nodded, staring insolently back up at Kendra.

"You will no more! Your covens will join me as they did our ancestors years ago."

The statement was simple and Cohen and Ginny held their breath, despite their own predicaments.

"Never."

The tall woman hissed, not backing down even as Kendra's eyes narrowed to mere slits.

"We won't.

"Not a chance."

"I refuse."

Statements such as these filled the room as each of the newcomers stood their ground against her.

"Then you and your covens will die."

Not a sound disrupted the uneasy silence that poured through the room as the woman at the front took a step towards Kendra.

"You want a war? You got it."

She snarled before disappearing with the same loud cracking noise she had appeared with, the others following suit almost immediately after. Kendra smoothed back her hair before knocking Cohen down who had been struggling to his feet. Ginny cringed as though it was she who had received the blow.

Cohen's eyes met hers; huge blue orbs filled with courage meeting widened chocolate-brown eyes brimming with tears.

"Don't be afraid, I know she's going to kill me and I accept it. Just please try and get yourself out of here alive! You're too important to die here and now, there is so much left for you to do. You have to live!"

Ginny realised he was talking to her through telepathy and she didn't blink; knowing that eye-contact was essential. She nodded at him, inclining her head barely a few millimetres in acknowledgement.

"You know, I don't particularly like killing. There aren't that many people I have or probably will kill that I really wanted to die; I was forced into it."

Kendra's voice snapped Ginny from the depths of Cohen's mind and she raised her eyes incredulously to look up at Kendra; she was chatting to her as though they were two old friends sat before a fire in the comfortable Griffindor common room chatting about boys, Quidditch and makeup.

"It's true!"

Kendra cried defensively, pulling out an intricately carved knife with a black handle lined in silver and advancing on Cohen. His eyes flickered from the knife to Kendra to Ginny, the acceptance in his eyes making Ginny's tears spill over her cheeks as she struggled against the bonds that held her, praying she would Change but knowing she was too weak.

Kendra let out a gleeful shriek and plunged the knife into Cohen's mid-drift, blood pouring out of the wound as he clapped his hands over it, dark red blood dribbling over his fingers and dying his hands red. He slumped on the floor and Ginny screamed.

"NO!"

Kendra turned to look at her, calmly wiping the knife's bloody blade on a minion's robes.

"You spineless murderer! You know why you kill people, Kendra? Because you choose to it's no one else but you!"

Kendra flinched and took a step towards Ginny, brandishing the knife before her.

"SHUT UP! It's not true!"

But Ginny was past caring now, the hatred in her eyes burned into Kendra like fire.

"Why don't you take some goddamn responsibility for what you've done to innocent people?!"

Ginny's yell overlapped Kendra's wild shrieks as she clasped her hands over her ears.

"NO!"

She let out a yell and tossed the knife at Ginny who ducked making the knife fly over her head and straight into the little black power box behind her she had noticed when they first dragged her in. The lights were immediately extinguished and all hell broke loose, Kendra screaming for more minions to help her find Ginny while she searched the floor frantically for her knife.

Ginny used all the strength she could gather to bring her legs up, wrapping them around the pole as the ropes around her hands were released from the hook. She hung for a moment, suspended above the chaos beneath her; odd that she could see almost as clearly in the dark as in the light.

She shook the thought away and attempted an awkward back flip off of the pole, forcing her to land clumsily on the cold stone floor, the damp seeping into her clothes as she scrambled over to where she hoped the wall was. She scrabbled frantically along the wall for the power box, praying as hard as she could she was nearby it. Finally her hands landed on it, sending a small electric shock up her arm as she yanked the knife out, quickly sawing at her ropes until she was free, all the time her eyes darting around for any sign of Kendra, her minions or her wand.

"Professor... we need to get her out of there..."

Noah trailed off, tears clouding his eyes as the entire school sat stunned in their seats, staring with varying degrees of emotions at the huge screen where the scene with Ginny was playing out before them. The microscopic magic Tailor, very similar to a Muggle camera and Dumbledore's own invention that he had charmed to followed Ginny at all times picking up everything that was happening and relaying it back to the horrified room.

Alyssa gave a sob and Mason put an awkward arm around her shoulders, pulling her towards him so her head nestled on his shoulder, her sobs muffled against his chest as she clutched at his clothes.

"Professor, is there no way to open the Portal back at all?"

Frankie pleaded desperately, her huge eyes filling with tears.

"I'm afraid the only way to open the portal is for Ginny to do it herself, only she has the power..."

Professor Dumbledore trailed off, staring around the silent Hall where the entire school were huddled together, shell-shocked, some in tears others too horrified to speak. Draco didn't move when a nearby Hermione gripped his arm in horror, her head nestled sobbing in Ron's shoulder as Harry patted her awkwardly on the back and Ron gaped at the screen.

Draco was too busy trying desperately to contact Ginny through telepathy, praying she could hear him as he told her to open the portal back to notice anything besides what was happening on the screen.

Ginny shook her head as she heard Draco's voice in her mind, impossible; they were too far away from each other for the mind-link to be strong enough to communicate that way. She listened carefully, noting everything he said in her mind before darting forwards across the floor to where Cohen was still laying, his blood seeping steadily across the floor.

She grasped his cooling arm and hauled him closer to her, his blood covering her as she strained every molecule inside her trying to open the portal, it didn't seem to be working and she dropped her head onto Cohen's blood darkened chest, smearing his blood over her face, crying helplessly, muttering over and over again how sorry she was that she wasn't strong enough. She felt his heart still beating slightly and she became frantic; she had to get him help right now or he would die there in her arms.

Suddenly she felt a burst of energy streak through her, pure fire burning inside her and she threw her head up with a scream. Her eyes turned black and roaring red and her tears dried immediately on her face from the white hot heat her eyes were giving off. A jagged black line ripped through the air in front of her, flashing down until it met the floor with an almighty crack that shook the entire room as the floor fractured from the impact.

Ginny's vision cleared as her eyes returned to their normal colour and she stared at the opening in amazement; through the hole she could see Hogwarts, she could see the Hall filled with staring students. She barely had time to acknowledge the fact that she had opened a portal not even Professor Dumbledore could have summoned before strong hands were pulling her through the hole, her hands still firmly clasped around Cohen.

The Hall let out a collective gasp as Ginny and Cohen collapsed onto the floor of the Hall before the crowd. Ginny peered up into the concerned faces of her professors and friends.

"Cohen..."

The word was barely more than a whisper but they seemed to hear her. She refused to release her grip on him however and the world suddenly grew dark again as she blacked out once more.

"Professor?"

Rindy was staring from her friend's stricken face to Cohen to Professor Dumbledore who was gazing down on the pair, his face impassive. Draco knelt down silently besides Ginny, the whole Hall watching wordlessly as he gently untangled her fingers from Cohen's clothes and scooped her up, much as a groom carries his new bride over the threshold for the first time and headed through the crowds. The students and teachers parted silently as he wove a path through them towards the hospital wing with Cohen being levitated by Professor Flitwick right behind him.

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"I want to take her home."

A voice pierced through the mist surrounding Ginny's head and eyes and she groaned groggily, trying to turn over to tell whoever it was shouting to shut the hell up.

"The Mansion is surrounded by spells, charms, creatures and protective devices very few people can get past. Please just for a few days until she's healed and then we'll come straight back. It's the Christmas holidays in three days for god's sake!"

A sigh sounded and Ginny peered through the clearing fog at Draco's muscular back and Dumbledore's weary posture.

"What's going on?" She croaked, making them spin around and Draco stalk over to her.

"I'm taking you home with me for a few days until this shit is sorted."

He glared at Dumbledore who nodded and crossed the room to the fireplace, tossing in some Floo Powder and commencing a conversation with Narcissa Malfoy's head now nestling in the fire.

"Are you alright?"

Ginny turned to smile weakly at the Golden Trio, Hermione's tearstained face only slightly less pale than an ashen Ron whose freckles looked like dots of blood on snow and whose hand was busy breaking Hermione's as he gripped it, frantic with worry.

"Yes."

Harry grinned at her, indicating a sleeping Cass sat on his lap with her head on shoulder and she nodded vaguely, watching as he lifted his girlfriend and carried her out of the room.

"Ginny, time to go."

Ginny screamed as the spinning stopped and she landed spread-eagled on top of Draco on a black marble floor. Sitting up she found herself straddling Draco and a lightening bolt of desire shot through her, making her scramble to her feet blushing and turn to look around to avoid his laughing eyes.

"Where are we?"

The room they were standing in was entirely black and silver; the floor was black marble, the pillars running from one end to the other and forming three separate pathways down the room were silver marble with black flecks and the walls were a dull smooth black with silver snakes entwining each other from floor to ceiling engraved into it at varying intervals.

Turning around she saw a pair of vast ebony doors, three times the size of a normal door, thrown open to reveal sweeping lawns ending in a glittering lake, the water smooth, black and forbidding. Catching sight of a large crest the same as on Draco's ring etched into the doors she turned to look at Draco who was watching her curiously and she glared at him.

"This is your house isn't it?"

He nodded and headed off up the sweeping black marble stairs, Ginny followed with huge eyes, her head swivelling in all directions as she took in the priceless artefacts scattered tastefully around the mansion which was decorated much the same as the first room had been.

Pushing open a dark ebony door with an arching top Ginny entered a room straight out of her fantasies. The huge green double bed that dominated the room was swathed in black and silver pillows, the soft bedspread made of long wide emerald and white stripes flowed down to the thick white carpet which cushioned her feet as she stood gaping in the doorway.

Spinning around she noticed an original Picasso on the black wall and a set of ivory ornaments worth at least 500,000 galleons spread out along the spiralling shelves on the wall opposite the bed.

"There's a shower through that door, I'll go get us some hot chocolate."

Ginny nodded, her hand running over the top of the bed as she headed towards the adjoining bathroom, stripping her clothes and stepping gratefully under the pounding gush of water.

The bathroom was full of steam when she left it and she nearly leapt out of the small black towel covering her when she saw Draco sat on her bed flicking through a book and sipping his hot chocolate as he waited.

"I would have got you some clothes but there is none your size so you may have to make do with these."

He handed her a long black shirt with bright green lining and a silver serpent across the front and twining into a number one on the back beneath the word 'Malfoy' and a pair of green boxer shorts.

"I swear they're clean." Draco said as she raised an eyebrow at him, although he looked down at the floor shiftily as she made to pull them on.

Pausing she turned around before shedding her towel and slipping into the clothes, grinning at him before accepting the steaming mug he was handing her, his eyes darkened and smouldering with lust.

"I better go and owl the school and talk to my mom about us staying. God knows how I'm gonna explain what happened like but oh well."

Ginny laughed and smiled at him, leaning towards him slightly as he lowered his hands to hers and looked down on her.

"Are you ok?"

She nodded; looking like a little girl in the too-big clothes, with her hair in bunches and her cheeks still flushed from the shower. He pressed his lips to her forehead briefly before ripping himself away and practically running out of the room.

Sitting cross-legged on the narrow top of the balcony rail with her mug cupped in her hands, it didn't occur to her that if she overbalanced slightly she would be dead within seconds on the stony courtyard below.

She felt rather than heard him step onto the balcony and she didn't turn around to check it was him.

"Can I join you?"

Even if she'd said no he would have anyway so she nodded, tiny locks of hair escaping the two bunches on either side of her face and drifting into her eyes. Her face was slightly in shadows but he knew she was aware of his every move.

"I can't really stop you; it's your house."

He smirked and wandered over, perching opposite her, watching curiously as she leaned back against the wall behind her so her entire face was hidden in its shadow. She sighed and he lay a hand on top of hers, aware she was terrified over what the prophecy was going to force her to do and hating himself more than ever that he didn't know how to comfort her; the Malfoy's were not a touchy-feely family.

"Aren't you scared?"

He looked at her meditatively before shrugging and following her gaze out over the sweeping lawns of his land.

"Malfoy's don't get scared."

He said flatly, not looking at her but perfectly aware she was studying him as intently as he was avoiding looking back at her, her hand twisting in his until their fingers entwined. Without thinking about what she was doing she leaned in towards him, catching his lips in a tentative kiss, his lips crushing hers as pressed against her and his tongue darting over hers with flickering expertise that sent shockwaves shuddering delightfully through her body. She dropped her mug into a shrub below her as her hand went slack and crept up his neck.

Somehow the pair of them ended up on Ginny's bed and Draco was amazed how nervous he was, his hands were fumbling with his belt as her hands scrabbled at the buttons on his shirt. Suddenly she pulled back and ducked against the pillows, pulling her legs up to her chin and staring at the floor with huge eyes.

"Did I hurt you?"

Ginny shook her head and he edged closer to her, pulling the bobbles out of her hair gently so it tumbled over her shoulders in a wave and he massaged her trembling arm with gentle fingers, his eyes drawing hers towards them.

"If we do this..." She faltered.

He saw her bottom lip shaking and his heart sank past his knees as she went on.

"If we do this its forever, we can't go back after this."

He turned slightly so he was looking at the intricately carved silver headboard behind her, his hands still caressing her bare skin lightly.

"You know I saw something once, I don't remember where it was but it seems to fit the situation."

He cleared his throat and Ginny stared at him curiously, a pulse flickering between her legs at his continued caresses.

"– If tonight is all we have, then stay so I can engrave it on my heart – "

His soft voice filled her head and she felt the pull of her desire dragging her under, his lips touched hers once more and she was lost.

He moved his hands down carefully, removing her clothing and caressing her, moving on to kissing all the places his fingers had touched her. Once she was naked he peeled off his own clothes and lay down next to her, he ran his hands over every inch of her, all the time making sure she was watching him as he took in the effect he was having on her.

His fingers trailing slowly and tantalizingly down her body and back up to her small freckled breasts, kissing all over them as she sighed and groaned again and again.

"I intend to kiss every freckle."

He informed her, his pale head lowering as he gave her breast little puppy licks that made her gasp and wriggle seductively, he grabbed her arms and gently held her in place as he resumed his task, nuzzling her skin and kissing, often biting, his way down.

"You'll be there a long time." She sighed, squirming against his hot lips.

He grunted and trailed his fingers over her abdomen and down across her thighs, her eyes fluttering closed at the exquisite sensations crashing around inside her. He bruised her lips with his and she pulled him towards her, her hand disappearing between them as he groaned into her mouth.

He opened his eyes to look at her, waiting for her own to open but she was too lost in the sensations they were giving each other, he reached out to her but she was already moving down the bed, her eyes meeting his as she teased him until he couldn't stand it anymore.

He grabbed her and rolled over on top of her, nudging her legs open with his and raising himself up on one elbow so he could watch her. Her eye were huge and darkened with lust, her cheeks flushed and her chest heaving, he captured her lips in a kiss once more as she dug her fingers into his back.

Their bodies met at exactly the same time as sweat coated them, her breast pressed against his chest as his hair fell in sweaty locks into his eyes, tangling with her own damp locks as he kissed her lips, her cheeks, her nose, her damp forehead and back to her lips. His hands were touching her everywhere and she melted against him, running her hands over his taut muscles and burying her head in his sweating shoulder as delicious ripples of ecstasy swept over her again and again.

Draco matched their paces, his heart hammering continuously against his chest as shockwaves tore through him; this was unlike anything he'd ever experienced before, nothing and no one had ever come close to what they were making each other experience and it unnerved him at the same time as giving him a sense of belonging he had never had before.

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Afterwards, while they waited for their breathing to slow Ginny glanced at the clock.

"It's two o'clock; it's my parent's anniversary today. Sleeping with the enemy, the worst present I could have given them."

Draco's grip tightened savagely on her body as she turned back to look at him, his eyes nothing but black holes in his face as they were hidden in shadow like a skull's.

"Is that why you slept with me?" He hissed, his hand grasping her arm with a vice-like iron grip.

She turned in his arms to look at him, surprised at how much she wanted to deny that fact, she shook her head.

"Not entirely."

Slightly more satisfied he kissed her once more before nestling his head against her hair.