Ginevra Called Ginny

                                    Chapter 5:        Part One

            Harry looked over his shoulder, had he done the right thing? Upon entering everyone had paired up, except for Harry for it had been an uneven number. Harry directed people to search the manor as quickly and as quietly as they could. He said that if they didn't find her in a half of an hour to meet back up outside in the woods. He felt a guilty sensation in his stomach. He knew that there was a very high chance many of them would never leave the manor again. He also knew that he could be one of them; and he had no intention of leaving the building until he had finished what he had come to do, what he had been born to do. He had begged them all to stick to a Pirates code: Those who fall behind stay behind.

            They all agreed, and even though Harry wished he could stand guard over each one, to ensure they make it out alive. He knew he couldn't, he had his own agenda to look after; Ginny. Harry watched them all depart two by two, down different corridors and into different rooms. Harry saw a shock of blonde hair wondering toward the distance, "Draco, what are you ding here?"

            The tall young man turned around, his voice as always was full of disdain. "I'm here to make sure you don't fall off your broomstick."

            Harry thought for a minute and understood, "Look I know we haven't got on well these past few years-" But Malfoy stopped him.

            "Listen, don't think we have to be the best of friends here, I just have something I need to do."

            "You do?"

            "You wouldn't understand, but… Look, yesterday, I realized something: I had been lied to my entire life. My father had my mother brainwashed into believing all Voldemort stands for. She never had a choice to marry my father; she had to marry a pureblood wizard. I just… I just don't want that kind of a life for my family. I don't want that kind of fear and loathing in the eyes of my children when they look at me. I want to be someone they can respect. And this is…this is the only way."

            Harry and Draco then did something that was so uncharacteristic of both; they gave each other a brotherly hug. All the past rivalries would be forgotten, except for Quiditch of course.

            "Good luck Potter. You want to go upstairs, third room on your left."

            "Thanks. Good luck Malfoy."

            Malfoy, who knew where he had to go, took a right down a narrow corridor.

            Ron walked over to Harry, apparently he and Hermione hadn't left yet. "I don't believe him."

            "Of course you don't" Harry said as he walked up the stairs. They were following him. "Come on, you know where I'm going. I don't want him to hurt you two."

            Hermione spoke up, "Harry you forget, you need us. We're your family-"

            "Right… and you two are the most disgusting brother and sister since cavemen ruled the Earth."

            "Shut it Harry, you need us, and besides, you know you could use a couple of people to watch you back."

            "Fine, but if anything goes wrong-" Harry was cut off.

            "Harry something always goes wrong," Hermione laughed, "And you always tell us to get ourselves out."

They were at the top of the staircase now. Any moment they would approach the door. Deatheaters, in their black masks, popped up in front of them.

            Ron screamed, "Crucio!" One fell to the ground. Hermione quickly engaged the other in a furious duel. She managed to say, "Go ahead Harry, we'll catch up with you later."

 He knew the Order would be there in a matter of minutes. He knew that his friends would all probably be sent back to the castle. Harry opened the door as spells and curses were thrown furiously behind his back. He squared his shoulders and walked into the room. The door sealed behind him.

"Well, there you are Potter; my, it has taken you a long time to get here. So glad you could bring all of your little friends."

            Harry laughed darkly, "I'm glad you had such lovely accommodations for us to arrive to."

            "Oh it was my pleasure. Would you like some tea?" Voldemort was trying to distract Harry, or poison him.

            "No Tom, I would not like some tea. I would like to finish this, no dirty tricks, no allies, just you and me. I am sick of living."

            "Yes, and I am sick of dieing. Do you know how many unicorn I have had to kill in the last year alone?"

            "You were supposed to be more powerful now than ever before."

            Voldemort threw a hex at Harry, a hex which he narrowly dodged, "I am Harry, but the blood has left me cursed. It pulls at me in my sleep, and I feel guilt for killing them Harry, I truly do. Always the beautiful are the ones that must die."

            "Where is Ginny?"

            "Oh yes, the little girl you love."

            "If I beat you, she must be released to Hogwarts immediately. Alone."

            "Oh she will be alone, because if you beat me, then I will also be killing you."

            "Fine, I really don't care anymore, I just want to end it."

            "Right, but you will not be beating me boy, your still brand new, I've been around for a good hundred years or so."

            "Right, whatever you say…" Harry rolled his eyes. Clearly Voldemort was stalling this was too annoying for words. "Excera Lexcow"

            Voldemort put up a shield, the spell was powerful enough though to still knock him to his feet. "You don't like playing do you boy? Fine, be stubborn…Just like your father."

            "DON'T INSULT MY FATHER." Harry shook with rage as he began whipping his wand hexing and blocking spells from Voldemort. Green lights flashed and then blue. What was happening outside of the room neither of them could know? Harry was tired, but not beaten. He knew that as long as Voldemort kept up, so could he. Time had no use here and passed as quickly as the curses. Harry would know nothing of Hagrid arriving with several Giants, or of Dumbledore dueling several wizards, or of the fate of any of his friends. Harry could not worry about the outside world right now.

            Voldemort pulled up as Harry dodged behind a couch to avoid a rather nasty hex. "Tell me Potter, why do you always wind up hiding from me? I am just an old man." Voldemort was rather convincing seeing how he was badly winded.

            Harry stood up, "No, you are much worse than that. Do you realize that you have not only destroyed my family, but so many other families? I don't care if you beat me, but I do care about what happens to my friends."

            "Oh, you are so noble Harry. I know you're not here for their happiness. You're here for your own. Or, well, you and Ginny's."

            "Didn't we go over this Tom? You've been keep her hostage just to lure me out of the castle. It worked. Congratulations. I am here, we already negotiated her freedom. All you have to do now is die."

            "Oh, but it won't be that simple Harry. For even once I am gone, my legend will continue, or should I be saying our legend. Because Harry, we are bound to each other. If you kill me, then I will also kill you. It's in our prophesy."

            Harry ran his hand through his hair, "You never heard the whole prophesy Tom."
            "I've heard enough of it…" Said Voldemort, as he wondered if he really had heard enough of the prophesy to win the battle. Good, thought Harry, I've got him on the ropes. Strike now, while the iron is hot.

            Voldemort sensed someone's end coming, "Harry, you've never taken the time to understand me."

            "Funny, sociopath, murderer, madman, I think that's all I need to understand."

            "Join me Harry, join me and I will give you your parents back."

            Harry took a step back. The one thing in the world he desperately wanted. What Voldemort always said he could have if he joined him? But Harry now wondered how desperately he wanted them now. He would see them one day, along with Sirius. Now though, in the heat of the moment Harry realized they were right here with him. He didn't need any physical apparitions to prove anything to him. Some day, he would love to be with his family. But he had all the other family he needed here on Earth. The Weasley's making up a huge part of that family. Voldemort, like him obliviously always had craved a family. However, Harry had never stared an evil cult to create those bonds. "I'm sorry Voldemort, but no, I can't do that for you."

            "Then Harry I'm going to have to kill you, your too powerful for you own good. Besides, they will be finding Ginny any moment now. There really is no sense in keeping her now that I've got you." Voldemort exclaimed as he sent a curse over to where Harry was standing. Harry ducked, and it came close enough to blow his hair off his forehead.

            "What did it matter now, as long as Ginny was safe, all he needed to do now was kill Voldemort…?

            Meanwhile…

            Ginny could hear explosions and hexes going on throughout the manor from her door. She tried desperately to unlock it. This was the moment she had been clinging to for months; this was the end of the war. She needed to get out of this room. She threw herself against the door in one last final attempt to open it. Naturally, it was one second before she was going to slam into the door it would open. Ginny landed hard on the ground at a pair of rather familiar large feet.

            "Ginny?" Ron's voice was incredulous, "Hey Hermione, I found her, isn't it a riot, it was the first door I tried and everything."

            Hermione came rushing to Ron and Ginny's spot. Ginny was looking up at them but she couldn't make herself say anything for some reason. "Ron looks at her. She's in awfully bad shape. We need to get her out of here."

            Ron was in shock looking at his baby sister, "Yeah, let's just grab Harry."

            "Harry, Ron you know we can't, he's got something to do, come on help me lift her. If we go around the back we can avoid the giants fighting, we'll just have to dodge the curses." The she looked at Ron, and Ginny was thinking, come on Hermione; we are not going to ditch Harry now. "Ron, how can we possible help him now?"

            Ginny popped up, "Where is he?"

            Ron grabbed her by the hands and smothered her in a bear hug, "You're not in any condition to go running after Harry, Hermione take her out like you said, and I'll meet up with you later."

            Hermione looked resigned to do so but Ginny had other ideas, "To hell with that. I know better than anybody what Voldemort is going to try on Harry, I've got to be there." Ginny broke from Ron's embrace and ran as fast as her sprained ankle could carry her to Voldemort's chambers with Ron and Hermione in tow.

            Quickly she was there and banging on the door. She went to open it and was sent three feet into the air. It was sealed, so she just ran and started banging on the door, "Harry, Harry, it's me Ginny, let me in."

            Harry was just about to send a hex when he heard the banging. "Harry, Harry, it's me Ginny, let me in." Harry was shocked, why hadn't they taken her outside, away from here?

            Voldemort cracked a demented smile, "Oh yes Ginevra, why don't you join us…" as he flicked his wand and she appeared in front of the door.

            Ron and Hermione arrived just in time to watch Ginny dissolve into the door. Ron ran forward but was sent back several feet.  "Hermione, what are we going to do?"

            "Ron, the question should be what's going on in there." Hermione said as more footsteps could be heard behind her.

            "Well well… look who we have here: A Weasley and a Mudblood! What fun!" It was Belltrix Lestrange

 and a couple of other Deatheaters.

            Ron gulped and looked at Hermione, "Why me? Why couldn't I have been born to a normal family with no ties to wizards?"

            Sorry I took so long to update. Thanks for reading, part II coming soon! Review please!!!!!!!!!!!!!