Chapter 15
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They say to forgive is divine…
Draco summed up all the courage and strength he had as he followed Moody up the steps. His eyes blurred as he tried to keep watch on his tattered robe, billowing behind him as he followed Creevey out of the prison; the clunking of his wooden leg making it almost comical. He had only been running a few minutes before he began to grow tried. When he had snatched Ginny out of Moody's arms, he had forgotten that he had not used his body in…well… he didn't know how long exactly. Yet, as they came upon the next flight of stairs, he began to think that he should have left her in the old man's arms.
So much was going through Draco's mind as he climbed up the steps, trying to keep pace with the other two men. He thought of how this was all going to end. How three men and a catatonic girl were supposed to get out of a Manor, filled to the brim with Death Eaters? If Draco knew his Death Eaters right, and he did, he knew that they were constantly on watch, waiting for something that was out of the ordinary, and kill it with out mercy. He knew his father was like that, killing his own wife with out a second thought, and with him in command it was likely that his followers were going to be the same.
In the end, all the Death Eaters were alike, the same mindless, sniveling, useless men, who had nothing, better to do than gripe about worthless issues. The same men, who wanted purity with in their world, but would screw a Mudblood with out hesitation. Draco's lip curled, as he adjusted Ginny in his arms, clutching her tighter to his body. They had always condemned the Weasley's for their lack of money, or lack of position in the Wizarding World. Yet here they were, keeping her alive only to use.
Yet, as he stammered up the steps, he felt a new surge of energy come upon him. It could have been the fact that he was finally doing something for Ginny. That she was going to live through this, to see a better way of life, the life he always promised her. Or that, for once, he wasn't sitting in a cell, rotting away, as every one else was some how fighting for their-or his- life. Even as he ran up the steps as fast as he could, running into the walls for support, or panting and wheezing because his body wasn't expecting to save his love from death. Draco wasn't going to fail her this time; he was going to do anything and everything to save her.
"Malfoy?" came a voice as Draco struggled up the last few steps. He looked up to see his father… Creevey looking at Ginny in his arms. He held her closer, and stepped on the landing and nodded.
"What?" He barked, as he picked her up in his arms and pushed passed Creevey and over to Moody, who was looking out the door. Draco leaned against the wall behind him, looking at Ginny so helplessly. Her eyes were still open; staring blankly at his chest, as her own slowly went up and down; his only sign that she was even alive. He furrowed his brow and kissed her forehead, silently promising her that he would be the one to save her. He looked at Moody and then over to Creevey, who was looking at the two of them so oddly; then again he did look like his father. Draco gave him an odd stare, and then turned to Moody once more.
"What's going on out there?" he asked softly, trying to see over his shoulders. Moody pushed him away.
"I don't know yet, keep back." He looked at Draco and then to Ginny. "See if she will come to yet." The blonde nodded, and turned back to the staircase.
Draco gently placed her feet on the ground, and held the rest of her upper body in his arms. Resting her shoulders against the stone wall, he held her head and looked into her eyes. He furrowed his brow as he stared into them; the once sparkling brown was now almost a gray; the color was all but gone, and not an ounce of spark left in them. He smoothed her hair back, which was grimy and dirty, and sighed
"Love?" he asked softy, trying to hide the quiver in his voice. "You alright?" She didn't respond to him, and only let her mouth slowly fall open. He furrowed his brow, and lifted her chin so her mouth would once again be closed. Smoothing back his own dirty hair, he let out a breath of frustration. "I don't know what to do." He said to himself, rubbing his eyes.
"There is nothing you can do." Said Creevey, Draco rolled his eyes.
"Did I ask you, Death Eater?" he growled. Creevey only held his head high.
"You should at least ask for my help, Malfoy." He said softly, "I am a healer…"
"And you are bound to no side." He snapped.
"…And I care about Ginny." Draco's jaw tightened, and it was his turn to hold his head high.
"I don't give a fuck whether you do or not. You will not touch her."
"Malfoy…"
"NO!" he yelled, as he held Ginny to him. "Stay away from her."
"Don't be stubborn Malfoy, I only want to help Ginny…"
"Haven't you done enough?" he roared, eyes blazing as he looked at his father. "Haven't you done enough to last me and Ginny a life time? I am here now. I am going to save her! I don't need you any more to tell me what to do! WE HAVE OUR OWN LIVES! JUST LEAVE US ALONE!" Draco blinked a few times, trying to calm his emotions. The blonde then turned his attention back to Ginny, and tried talking to her again.
It was a few moments of awkward silence, with Creevey watching his every move, when Moody cleared his throat.
"Its time." He said, grabbing his wand out of his pocket. "It will take us 20 minutes exactly to get out of this floor, then we will be on the main floor, where we will head toward the main entrance." Creevey made his way passed the other two and looked out the door. "They will expect us to escape from the back. Now, if we see any of those wankers approaching, run." Draco furrowed his brow as he picked up Ginny in his arms once more. "This is no time for idle chatter, Constant Vilgilance!" With a look of determination, coming over his weathered face, Moody nodded. "This is our last chance Malfoy." He said, "and I for one have spent one too many days here." Draco only nodded as Moody made his way pass Creevey. Looking out for one more moment, he bolted out of the door, followed by Draco and Creevey.
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Their escape from the first floor seemed almost too easy. It was odd that no one was on this floor at all. The three men had slipped out of the door, with Creevey bringing up the rear, and quickly made their way down the hall. The only sound they heard was their breath coming out in short, small puffs, and the sound of Moody's leg against the hard wood floors. The end of the hall had come a bit too easy, and now, they were on the main floor.
Draco furrowed his brow a bit as they went up a trap door to enter the main floor. As quickly as they could, they ran into a room adjacent to them, and hid in side. He caught his breath as his eyes scanned the room they had entered. For some reason, Draco had a sense of familiarity with this room; as if he had been here before. He picked up Ginny in his arms again, adjusting her so his arms wouldn't ache so much and kept looking around.
It was decorated in dark blue, from the carpet to the couch, giving the room an almost black look. There was a large desk, a few antique chairs, and random paintings on the walls. A large fireplace on the other side of the room had a roaring fire; Draco approached the fireplace and looked at the items on its mantel. They were small dark magic artifacts, and some bottles filled with Unicorn blood and Phoenix tears. Yet, it wasn't the dark objects that caught his eye, but the small picture sitting next to the bottles.
Draco stared hard at the children sitting in the picture, as a Dragon flew about in the background. The boys were laughing whole heartedly, giggling every time the dragon roared. They were dressed in pristine robes, not a speck of dirt on them. Their faces aristocratic, with not a hair out of place. The blonde's mouth fell open as he realized what house he was in.
"This is Zambini's manor." He said softly, he looked to the other two men, who had their heads poked out of the room. Draco shook his head as he backed away from the mantel and over to them. "Wankers, we are…"
"Shh…" Draco growled, Mad-eye kept doing that to him.
"Moody, don't 'shh' me! I know where we…"
"Quite!" this time it was Creevey, "some one is coming."
The three of them then shut up immediately, and waited, as the sounds of rapid footsteps could be heard.
"What do we do?" one asked urgently.
"Go search for them!" The other replied, as if it was the most obvious thing to do.
"But Zambini, what if Master finds out?"
There was a pause.
"He wont." The voices started to become distant.
"But…"
"He wont" Zambini growled. "He isn't Voldemort, he won't know we are lying." He cleared his throat. "He is still only human." And then their arguing voices disappeared. Moody and Creevey then looked at each other, with an odd look in their eyes. Draco furrowed his brow, as he was, once again, left out of some big plan. He let out a frustrated breath and cleared his throat.
"As I was saying." He interjected. "I know…" but then there was a moan.
All three men looked at each other questioningly, even a bit queerly. Draco caught Moody's…eye… who caught Creevey's eyes who caught Draco's, all in wonderment. To moan? At a time like this? The men took a small step back from each other, when the moan was heard again. The three men looked at each other oddly again, before there was movement in Draco's arms. Draco looked down quickly to see Ginny's eyes moving back and forth. He looked at the other two men in wonder, and then back to Ginny.
She blinked a few times, and let out a shaky breath. The blonde man quickly placed her on the ground, and held her head up.
"GINNY!" he said loudly, ignoring Moody's shushing. He tapped her face a few times, but nothing happened; she only closed her eyes. Draco began breathing rapidly, if she fell into some sort of coma he would never know when she was going to awake again. He looked up to Creevey, who only shrugged.
"What would happen if she fell into a coma?" he asked him softly, Creevey's long blonde hair (as he still looked like his father) got into his face as he shook his head.
"It is very uncertain, I would need to know the cause…and her heath status..."
"The cause?" cried Draco. "How about almost being tortured to death?"
"Well…"
"We've got to go." Came Moody in a rushed voice. "They are coming."
"Who?" came Creevey standing up, "who is coming?" "The Death Eaters you, pillock." He growled. "We have to get out of the manor before we can use our wands.""Wands?" came Draco. "You have our wands?" Moody nodded as he took them out of his tattered robe. "Where…"
"He looks like your father." He said pointedly. "It was easy for him to nick them from the guards." The sounds of footsteps could be heard from above, as yells and shouts started all over the Manor. It was obvious that the news of their disappearance from the prison was spread, and the search had started. Moody stuck his head out of the room again, and nodded.
"Lets go!" he growled. Draco shook his head.
"I need to keep Ginny here, she won't make it…"
"Do you think she will make it if she is caught?" he said pointedly. "Come one Malfoy, we need to get out of here."
"Moody…"
"Fine!" he shouted, obviously frustrated from Draco's objections. "STAY! DIE! I DON'T CARE!" and he ran out of the room. Creevey looked apprehensively at Draco, before bolting out of the door after him.
Draco sighed angrily and picked up Ginny off the floor. He struggled for a moment to get on his feet, and then was out the door after them. Draco saw their robes billowing behind them as they ran towards the front entrance. If Draco knew the Zambini Manor, and he did, he knew that some where to the right, heading towards the back of the manor, would be a secret passage. He and Blaise would sneak out in their youthful days, going into town and lure young girls who fell for their handsome faces. At the time, the two had been best of friends, yet here he was, years later, running for his life.
The blonde ran as fast as he could, with the sound of distant voices making his heart beat faster. He looked about the hallways, remembering every picture, and every statue so much, that he swore Blaise was running after him, making sure Mrs. Zambini wasn't going to catch them. Draco knew as he picked up Ginny in his arms, that a hidden passageway was to the left of the back staircase. He also knew, that if the Death Eaters were going to catch some one, they would use the back staircase instead of the main. The blonde could hear voices coming from the staircase as he reached it. They were yelling orders to each other about taking the main staircase. Draco looked up to see the ends of their black robes, and dashed across.
As he reached the other side, he immediately began looking for a small incision in the wall. Draco was even tempted to place Ginny down to search for it with his hand. It was so minuet that it would be easier to just feel for it, than use the naked eye. Draco heard the sound of feet coming down the steps, and his heart raced. Where is it? He asked himself, I know its here…where…and as the steps became louder, he found the small incision in the wall, as if some one had taken a knife and cut a small hole, and pulled it. All of a sudden, the incision became the just the right size for him to slip inside with Ginny. Quickly, he bent his head and went into the darkness, just as Zambini himself finished the last step, and walked by with out even a second glance.
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Funny how things changed, Draco said to himself as he made his way down the path, knowing that there were no twist or turns along the way. If it were him looking for Zambini, secret passageways in his own Manor would have been the first place he'd look. Then again, what Alastor had said was right, the Death Eaters were useless with out Voldemort in power. The blonde had heard of Death Eater turning against Death Eater for power, money, and women. How their organization had went to the preverbal Dogs. Draco snorted, he would think they would, they did let a Mudblood into their circle; how thick can you get?
When Malfoy felt a draft come on his face, he knew they were nearing the end of the tunnel. He picked up Ginny in his arms again, and began going at a faster pace. He couldn't hear any noise coming from out side, so he figured he was in the clear. As he pushed open the wall that separated him from the out side, he saw Moody and Creevey, now looking like Creevey, talking. He slipped out of the passageway, and as quickly as possible, made his way to them.
"Moody!" he called, "MOODY!" the old man turned and widened his eyes when Draco almost collapsed in front of him, as Draco didn't realize how tired he actually was.
"Malfoy?" asked Alastor, in astonishment. "How…"
"I tired to tell you." He breathed. "I knew a secret passage way out of the Manor." The healer furrowed his brow.
"How?" he asked, almost skeptically, Draco rolled his eyes.
"Blaise and I were best friends for 11 years." Draco told him matter-a-factly. "I think I would know the in's and out's of his Manor."
"Well." Said Moody with a sigh. "Do you know a way out of here? We cant apparate, it's blocked." Draco bit his lip thinking.
"Uh…" he started blankly. " We…"
"Malfoy, we need an answer, we can't go out the main gat, because that's where they would be waiting for us." Barked Creevey, oh how Draco wanted to punch him in the face. "We need one now Malfoy."
"I trying to think!" he barked back, rattling his brain for hidden opening in the gate. He looked at the gate in front of him, knowing that an opening was around here some where, he had used it millions of times. He looked at the part of the gate, covered by the leaves of a bush behind it and nodded. "Its…" but Draco wasn't able to finish his sentence, as a green light came their way. The three men looked to where the light had come to see Death Eaters coming their way. The men looked at each other, and grabbed their wands, all except Draco.
"Where's my wand?" he said nervously, "I don't have a wand… I…"
"Here." Said Moody, tossing him his wand, "Let's go." Draco hesitated.
"What about Ginny!" he yelled, as Alastor and Creevey took off running.
"Leave her!" he said. "She'll be fine!"
Draco furrowed his brow as he watched the two begin to battle the Death Eaters. He gently placed Ginny on the ground, and brushed her hair back with his hands. Kissing her softly on the forehead, he whispered: I love you, and took off as well.
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The blackness around her was getting to be too much. She was in a prison, a prison with out walls or boundaries. She wanted to go mad, she wanted to scream and shout and be free, but her mind wouldn't let her. Her mind wanted to stay in the darkness, than look at the light, and into her reality. Her reality would only drive her mad, to send her into a state of never ending sadness and loss.
The feeling of something wet falling on her face made her cringe. There it was…again…and again… and once more. Her eyes slowly opened, to be faced with gray. The sky above her head was gray, as little drops of water fell from the thick clouds. As her eyes fully opened, she quickly sat up in horror.
"LUCIOUS!" she screamed, as the image of him over her came into her mind. She sat up panting, the feeling of his body against her; making her convulse with the urge to vomit. The red head put a hand to her mouth and calmed her mind, she was ok, she coaxed herself, and there was no one around.
The young woman perked up again; there was no one around. She began looking around her, finding herself out side…free. Well, it was no wonder: it was raining after all. Her brown eyes searched her surroundings, finding nothing but a fence and the Manor. Ginny concluded that since she had been with… met… Lucious, Moody had some how found a way out. She sighed and wiped her eyes from the rain that was falling.
Ginny stood up with the resolution to get herself out of here. There will be time to grieve for Draco; she had to get out of this place, she had to be far from Lucious. Ginny stopped, grieve for Draco, it sounded horrible to say. Merlin, how Ginny wanted to go and find that son of a bitch Lucious and kill him. Ginny trembled with anger and pain; he let her Draco be killed. Her heart ached to do something, not to just run away, but go and do something for him, because he would have done the same for her. Yet Ginny was resolute, she had to get out now, and then fight for Draco when she was free.
Slowly getting to her feet and finding that it was hard to do with out falling-or the aid of Death Eaters pulling you. Getting to her feet, she steadied herself and rubbed her face with the rain from above, she seemed to be at the side of the Manor. She would have to make her way towards the front gates, and make a run for it, until she reached some kind of civilization.
It was then that the woman heard the sound of distant yelling. Turning left and right, she saw no one, however, the voices were coming from some where not far off. Ginny turned to her left, and saw the flashing of lights, as the rain came down upon her face. Wiping the rain from her eyes, she made her way towards the noise, she thought that if all the Death Eaters had congregated in front, than she could jump the fence, like in training, and get out of here.
However, as she made her way, she found that her tired body had other things in mind. Her body didn't want to walk, it wanted to fall down, and rest for all of her days. Yet, Ginevra Weasley was never one to give up so easily, and kept going. The voices were getting louder, and the color that shot out from the front was of greens, reds, and blinding whites. It was obvious that some sort of dueling was going on. Then it hit her; maybe it was the Order! Moody had owled the Ministry and they were now battling with the Death Eaters, and that slimy pillock Zambini.
As Ginny neared the corner of the manor, her heart was beating so fast, she felt as if she had just run a mile. Since adrenaline was running in her body, and her long jog/walk from where she had been lying, along with the rain that kept falling, and the starlings from the thunder above, she was already tired. Ginny grasped the edge of the building, and stuck her head out to see what was going on.
She nearly died. For standing not 100 feet away was Draco. Ginny felt as if every breath in her body had been taken away as she stared at him. Lucious…his father… had told her he had been killed. That the Death Eaters, under their own crazed ideas, had killed him. Ginny had died when he told her that; she had wanted to die, as long as it meant she would be with Draco. She had gone blank the moment Lucious had told her. The red head's mind, body, feelings, everything had turned off, she couldn't take it. The mere thought of living on this earth, after all she had been through, with out Draco was death in itself.
Yet there he was, alive, and fighting for their freedom. Ginevra just stood there staring at him, she wanted to run up, and hug him. She wanted to hold him forever in her arms, and never let go. She was snapped out of her romantic trance when the Death Eater hit Draco in the face. She let out a scream as he fell to the ground, spitting out blood. She gripped the side of the wall, turning her knuckles white as she watched the Death Eater point his wand at him. The urge to throw herself between the wand and Draco was great, yet in a sudden movement, Draco turned his wand on him, and with a flash of green, the Death Eater fell dead.
The young woman stood there shaking as Draco got to his feet, looking at the other two men, fighting off the others. He rubbed some of the rain out of his eyes and then turned in her direction.
Their eyes caught.
Ginny's lower lip trembled as he looked at her, his eyes blinking furiously. His mouth hung open slightly from shock, and his brows were furrowed. Ginny felt tears falling down her eyes as she looked at her beautiful Draco. All of a sudden, he smiled and visibly sighed. Ginny smiled at him with relief; he wasn't angry at her any more. As the red head let go of the sides to go to Draco, something changed in him. His eyes furrowed with suspicion, and his face showed confusion. She stood there awkwardly, had he changed his mind about her? Was there something wrong with her appearance, was it the rain in his eyes? All of a sudden, a look of pure fear came over is face, and his mouth fell open. Ginny furrowed her brow and wiped the rain out of her own eyes.
"Draco?" she said as loudly as she could as he began running towards her.
"GINNY!" he yelled, she looked at him awkwardly, and opened her mouth to question him, but then she felt it.
Draco stopped dead in his tracks.
It felt as if her flesh was tearing in two, a blinding pain came from her lower back. Her mouth fell open in surprise, as she let out a scream. Something slid out of her flesh and she slowly turned her head. The blazing eyes of gray stared at her, hatred filling them. They took her by the shoulder, and threw her against the Manor wall, causing her to slam her head against the concrete. Ginny let out a moan of pain, as a bleeding Lucious Malfoy put a dagger to her throat. She breathed in and out quickly, feeling pain and fear coursing through her body, as the rain fell faster.
She felt it again, a piercing pain in her stomach, the feeling of her body being torn apart. She opened her eyes and looked at Lucious as the blood kept flowing from his hairline, nose, and mouth. Ginny took in a shaky breath, feeling her lungs fill with blood. The blonde man held up the dagger to her face, seeing her own blood upon it.
"Bitch." He said though gritted teeth. "Thought you could get away?" he said, dragging the knife across her cheek, feeling blood ooze from it. "Thought that my pathetic use for a son could save you?" He laughed. The rain from above clouded her vision, as the blood from his face slowly washed away from the harsh rain. The young woman tried to take another breath, but more blood was seeping in. The pain was unbearable and Ginny let out a low moan; he only laughed more. "I won't let him win." Lucious said slowly, his mouth turning into a sneer. "If I go to hell…" he said, pressing the knife into her body, as it tore into her flesh. "I am taking his Mudblood loving girlfriend with me." His knife then plunged deep into her chest, and Ginny let out a scream.
The elder Malfoy ripped the knife out of her body, as blood oozed from the wound freely. She looked down at her dress; it being once white was now wet, dirty, and stained with blood. The gashes in her dress exposed her bleeding flesh, as rain fell on them, in an attempt to clean it. Her brown eyes looked up to see Lucious staring at his work, a cruel smile playing across his lips as he caught her eye. Then slowly, things began to grow hazy, his evil blood stained face was no longer clear; all she could see was the rain that splattered against the earth. Ginny closed her eyes as her head swam with pain and a sense of darkness came over her.
The sound of a muddled cry came faintly. Opening her eyes, Ginny no longer saw the malicious face of Lucious in front of her, as he was but moments ago. She turned to her left to see Moody and Lucious. Alastor had his hands around Lucious neck; a rage she had never seen in him was present in his eye. The blonde only put his hands around Mad-eye's wrist, in attempt to free himself. Then quickly, Moody pulled out his wand and pointed it directly at Lucious chest, as he slid to the ground.
"What is this Mad-eye?" he panted, but said in a taunting manner "your revenge on me?" Moody didn't say anything, only kept his one eye fixed on him, his wand held tightly in his hands. "Go ahead old man, kill me!" Moody's lip curled, and then, quite suddenly, he kicked Lucious in the chest, causing the wind to be knocked out of him. He leaned onto the ground and spit out blood; he sat up chuckling. "Is that the best, Alastor?" The old man then shook his head, and said, as loud as he could.
"Avada Kedavra" a burst of green shot out of his wand and Lucious was dead. He wiped his mouth, for some strange reason, and sighed. Shaking his head, he said to himself.
"That was for my leg." Moody then lifted his head, and looked at Ginny, his eyes went wide as she stared at him.
Ginny looked at him sadly and gave Moody a small smile. Then, she felt her eyes roll into the back of her head and she slid to the ground. She could feel the blood from her back ooze onto the wall as she hit the ground, the red liquid soaking into her hair. The rain that fell from the sky was trying in vain to wash her wounds, but they just kept bleeding. She touched her marred skin lightly, and rubbed the blood between her fingers. Her brown eyes looked up to Moody, who looked as if he was lost. She opened her mouth to say something, but blood came flowing out, and onto her chin.
Ginevra felt dizzy, her mind spun with pain and darkness. She couldn't breathe, everything was going black, and a sudden chill came over her body. She ached; Ginny ached so badly that the want to slip into an unconsciousness sleep was appealing. She leaned her head back, and welcomed the darkness that was coming over her mind. The blood was filling her lungs, and no oxygen to her brain was giving her body a tingling feeling. Ginny could no longer feel the rain; she could no longer feel the cold that was coming over her body. She could no longer feel…
"GINNY!" some one yelled as the moved her body from the wall. Her eyes refocused to see sparkling gray before her own eyes. "GINNY! DON'T GO TO SLEEP!" Her eyes rolled back and then into focus as Draco's face came into view. She stared at his wet blonde hair, and his pink cheeks; she smiled, he was still so beautiful. She smiled, and coughed up blood onto his dirty shirt. He cradled her body closer to his, running his hands up and down her back. Ginny rubbed her head against his shoulder as he kept saying soothing words to her. She coughed up blood once again.
"It will be ok Gin!" he coaxed, as he looked around him. "It will be ok! We will make it out of here! Just don't go to sleep."
"Draco." She choked out, even though blood came with it. "It will be ok." The red head began to slur her words. "I…"
"NO!" he said as he wiped the rain from her face. "No, don't say anything gin! I will keep you awake, don't worry."
"I am sorry." She said softly, feeling dizzy. "I am so sorry for everything I've done to you." She tried to take in some hair, but more blood filled her lungs. "For making you hurt, for turning you cold once again."
"No Ginny!" he said, kissing her fore head. "You didn't do any of that, you saved me! You kept me alive, and I don't just mean now, you've always been the one thing I lived for." She smiled softly, as her eyelids began to close. "NO GINNY!" he shook her awake.
The distant sounds of popping were then heard, as Draco looked behind him.
"OVER HERE!" he yelled, "HELP!" he then began to pant, as he once again shook Ginny awake. "Gin." He said, wiping the rain from his and then her eyes. "The Order is here!" He smiled as she nodded softly. "They are here Ginny, they are going to help you." He smiled, as he held her closer to his body. "You are going to be ok love."
"I would do it again." She slurred; he looked down on her with a furrowed brow. "I would do this all over again, if it meant that you would be ok." The young woman began to shake, as the darkness began to come over her.
"Ginny." Draco said, tears streaming down his face. "I love you."
"I know." She said, as his face began to fade. "I know." The distant sounds of feet pounding on the ground, the sobs of Draco were the last thing Ginny heard.
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As Time Goes by
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Gone
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