Chapter 16

They say dying seems less sad than having lived too little...

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Ginny Weasley took a large intake of breath. She felt her heart beat, and the blood slowly flowing through her veins. The feeling of being alive had never felt so good until that moment. She felt her body, lying in a bed, covered comfortably in blanket. A soft pillow was under her head, making her feel as if she were sleeping on a cloud. The steady beat of a beeping noise was almost soothing as she lay in her bed. The scent of muggle floor cleaners hit her senses, and she inhaled once again.

Ginevra moved her hands, flexing them, testing them out as if she had never used them before. She turned her head from left to right, liking the feeling of her hair in her face. She took in another deep breath; yes, it felt good to be alive. The beeping began to grow faster as Ginny's eyes fluttered open. She looked into a gray ceiling, seeing Muggle lights and something called an air conditioner. She felt its cool breeze hit her face, and she smiled. Giving a resolute sigh, she sat up in her bed.

Her suspicions were right, she was sitting in a muggle hospital. Her eyes scanned the small white room, seeing if she had any other people sharing the room. There were four beds-including hers- one of them had the curtain around it, and the other two, the one next to hers, and the one adjacent, were empty. She noticed a door, with a small rectangle for a window, and smiled a bit as a muggle doctor walked by.

Scanning the rest of the room, she saw a window with a scene of Muggle London out side of it. It was so beautiful. The sky was dark blue, with a few stars. The buildings were tall, with lights surrounding its outside; they almost sparkled. Ginny shook her head in wonder, those crazy muggles, she said happily to herself. And sitting next to the window, was a man.

The young woman did a double take, and sighed in relief: Draco. Draco was sitting in a chair next to the window hunched over. His elbows on his knees and head in hands; he looked so sad. Ginny furrowed her brow in question, was he asleep? The red head noticed that his hair was shorter, and he was wearing a white muggle shirt and some black pants. Ginny just kept looking at him, waiting for him to notice her. She looked at him for what felt like hours, the only sound coming from the beeping machine. Finally, after getting tired of waiting, she questioned him.

"Draco?" she said softly, "Love?" he didn't answer, only ran a hand through his hair. She furrowed her brow once again, was he angry at her? Was he in trouble with the Ministry? Ginny just sat there uncomfortably, as he began to sniff. Wiping his eyes furiously, he sighed.

"Ginny." He said solemnly, she didn't respond. "Don't do this to me." The red head bit her lip in question.

"Draco?" she replied softly, he shook his head. "What's wrong?"

"Please." He said, as if he didn't want to hear it. "Don't."

"Draco." She said apologetically. "I am sorry I lied to you, but I had to." She felt her eyes begin to sting with tears, had he not really forgiven her? Was he still angry that she had deceived him? What ever it was Ginny was ready to spend the rest of her life making it up to him.

"Ginny, I can't do this." Her breath caught in her throat. He couldn't be with her? Was that it? He didn't even want to look at her, which made her think that he wanted nothing more to do with her. After everything, after all she had done, and sacrificed, he still didn't want to forgive her. "I cant even look at you sometimes." He went on. "I feel…so…" He shook his head, letting it hang low. "I feel like nothing I do will make me feel any different."

"Then what?" Ginny said angrily, hearing the monitor in the back beat slower. "You want to leave me? For get everything we had because of … of… what happened?" he sighed and shook his head.

"Ginny."

"No Draco!" she said, getting out of bed, and marching over to him. "No, I won't let you go! I have fought for you before; I will do it again! Don't you dare think of leaving me!" He sat up, letting his face show for the first time; his face was streaked with tears. His blonde hair fell in his eyes, and he once again ran a hand through it, getting it out of his face. Ginny saw how red they were, and felt her heart break. This couldn't be it.

"Gin." He said looking into her eyes. "I love you so much. I want to be with you so much." His voice faltered. "Please."

"What Draco?" Ginny said, bending down to look into his eyes, he didn't meet hers. "What do you want me to do? I will do anything, anything, just tell me what I have to do for you to forgive me?" she wiped away a tear, and sighed. He just

Kept looking around the room, his mind racing with Merlin only knows what.

"I…" he stopped, and cleared his throat. "I want you…to live." Ginny furrowed her brow. Live? She could live, as long as she had him by her side, Ginny could fly if she wanted to. Tears just kept flowing down his face as he looked out the window. She couldn't understand, why didn't he even want to look at her. The red head sighed; wondering what to do, or say.

"Draco," she said softly, she shook her head. "I love you." The beeping grew slower.

"I love you." He replied, almost cutting her off.

"I am ready Draco." She said, smiling, even as tears fell down her face. "I am ready to live our life, to see our children grow up." She let out a sob. "But I can't do anything, even live, without you." He looked at her suddenly,

"Listen to me." He said, getting up, and walking pass her. "Don't you dare leave me alone." Ginny hung her head low, and just listened to him. "Don't you dare think of leaving me Ginevra Weasley."

"I won't Draco!" she shouted in frustration. "I don't want to leave you!" she looked out the window in frustration.

"Wake up" Ginny furrowed her brow. "Ginny, just open your eyes."

The young red head stood up slowly. Wake up? She was up. Rubbing her face, she turned around to face Draco. She stopped. Squinting her eyes, she saw Draco resting his head on her bed. His arms resting across the white hospital bed.

"Draco?" she said softly; he sniffed. "DRACO!" she yelled, he didn't move.

The young woman then walked over to him, and stopped. Her mouth fell open as more tears fell down her face. Draco was resting his head, on… on her abdomen. His arms draped over her legs, as he let his tears fall onto the sheets. Ginny looked at her own face, lying in the bed. The red head blinked a few times. This didn't make sense, why was she standing next to Draco, when her body was still lying in the bed.

Ginny, with a sense of foreboding and her lips trembling, she placed a hand on Draco's shoulder, only for it to fall through. He looked up, looking at where she stood, but only looked back. He couldn't see her. Ginny began looking about the room, like a wild animal in a cage. She turned back to her body and looked at her face.

Her face was filled with cuts. Muggle plastic tubes in her nose and mouth, with a respirator going slowly up and down next to her bed. The red head furrowed her brow as she stared at herself, she looked so sick. Ginny began to grow worried. Why was she looking at herself, why wasn't she with her body? Was she going to die? Was she going to be a ghost, and haunt a muggle hospital for the rest of her days? Ginny went back to Draco, watching him as he held her hand.

"DRACO!" she yelled loudly in his ear, he only sighed. "DRACO!" she screamed once again. He only kept kissing her body's hand, whispering soft words.

The red head shook her head. No, this wouldn't be it. She wouldn't let Draco go that easily. She went to the other side of the bed, and jumped back onto it. Thinking that maybe, if she put her spirit, or what ever she was, back into her body, she would wake up and her and Draco would live happily ever after.

"Ginny." He said, as she lied back into her body. "Please, come back to me."

"I'm trying to Draco." She whispered. "I am trying."

Ginny lied in her body, and closed her eyes. Waiting a few seconds, and whispering a little prayer for this to work; she opened her eyes. Sitting up, she looked back to see her body still lying there. She began to pant, feeling utterly hopeless. Ginny put her head in her hands and cried, she couldn't die, she just couldn't. The sobs of her and Draco, and the very slow beeping of the heart monitor were the only noises in the hospital room. As the young woman cried, the beeping grew slower… and slower… and slower.

All of a sudden, there was a quick beeping, even as Ginny's heart began to go slower. Both Ginny and Draco looked up. Her mouth fell open, tears falling down her face. She looked at Draco who looked as if his world just crumbled around him.

"Ginny." He said shakily. "GINNY!" he yelled, standing up. All of a sudden, a nurse came running into the room, followed by a muggle doctor.

"What's her condition?" he said, ignoring Draco, even as the nurse pushed him out of the way.

"Trauma patient, three stab wounds, one to the kidney, from the back. Two in the stomach, the main one only missing her heart." She pushed Draco out of the way again. "Pumped her lungs that were filled with blood, went straight into the operating room."

"Then why is her heart failing?" asked the doctor impatiently.

"I don't know." Said the nurse as the monitor grew even slower. "She's leaving us, I don't understand, she was stable when I left."

"What's wrong?" came the shaky voice of Draco. Ginny almost forgot he was there. She was dying. Her heart was failing, and she would never be with Draco. Her brown eyes looked at Draco, watching as tear after tear fell down his face; a pained look in his eyes as the doctors began to check everything there was to check. The beeping grew faint, it was almost flat.

"Sir." Came the nurse, as a few more doctors came in. "Sir, we need you to leave."

"No." he said his eyes focused on Ginny. "No, I am not leaving her, I have to be here for her." He tried to push past her, but another doctor came in front of him, taking Draco by the arm.

"Sir, we are trying our best, but this room is going to get hectic, and you are not family.

"I am!" he yelled. "I am her fiancé, I am as good as…"

"Sir, we…" the monitor went flat.

"GINNY!" he yelled, pushing past the doctor, Ginny watched as the nurses took Draco by the arm, and rushed him out, as another nurse came in with a machine. They closed the door in Draco's face.

Ginny walked out of the room, and watched Draco leaned against the wall. His mouth hanging low, as tear after tear fell down his face. Ginny let out a sob, as she heard the doctors from the inside yell "CLEAR". She walked over to Draco, and stood in front of him, wanting to touch him so much. Just to let him know that she was here, and she loved him so much. As she stood in front of him, opening her mouth, as he slid to the ground.

The red head watched as covered his face and cried. He let it all out into that hallway, crying so hard that he could barely breathe. Ginny bent down and just stared at him, crying hard herself.

"No Ginny!" he said in a harsh voice. "You will not die!" he looked up into the room, and shook his head. "I can't live without you!"

"Draco." She said softly. "Please." She began to beg to …someone... "Please, let me live… please."

"Sir?" came a nurse, walking out of the room. Draco's gray eyes opened wide, the nurse sighed and shook her head.

"She…"

"No!" he said loudly, standing up. "No."

"Sir?" she questioned. "Are…"

"NO!" he yelled, and with out even thinking about it, Draco ran down the hall, and out of sight.

Ginny just watched him go, and began to cry. She was alone. After all that had happened, all that she had been through, she was alone. The nurses walked back into the room, shaking her head. Ginny stood alone in the hall. Tear after tear falling down her face as the feeling loneliness took over.

"No." she shook her head, wiping her eyes. "This cant be it." She said resolutely. "I will not die." She took a deep breath, "PLEASE! PLEASE!" she cried. "DON'T LET THIS BE IT!" she fell to her knees. "PLEASE! I NEED TO LIVE!" She covered her face, rocking back and forth slowly. The lights began to dim. "Please… I want to be with Draco." Her sobs were all she heard, as the hospital slowly faded away, and Ginny was left in the dark.

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"NO GEORGE!" said Molly Weasley, shaking her head at him as she entered the door.

"But mum…" he started, holding out his plate of cakes. She gave him an evil look and then picked up the plate.

"What. Are. These?" asked, staring at the little custard filled cakes, he shrugged.

"Just a little…" he started that all too familiar grin spreading over his face.

"Just a little WHAT?" came molly, placing her hands on her hips.

"…Some thing for the muggles, mum."

"GEORGE WEASLEY!" cried Mrs. Weasley, taking the plate from his hands. "How many times do I have to tell you to stop terrorizing the muggles!" She then took out her wand and lit the plate a flame, causing all the cakes to burn.

"Oh mum!" came George indignantly, grabbing the plate out of her hand. "I just developed these! They are for the shop!"

"Then you better keep all your inventions at the shop!" she yelled. "This place is packed with muggles, we don't want to draw attention to ourselves!" Molly scolded.

"Well it's a bit late for that, innit?" he asked, taking an apple from his pocket, biting into it. "You saw dad here last week, wearing his full robes. Muggles thought he'd escaped from their mental ward."

"You hush up, where's your brother?" she inquired, peering out of the room,

"Dunno, ran after some muggle nurse." He smiled. "Think he fancies her."

"You two." Sighed Molly. "I don't know what I am going to do with you two."

"Don't have to worry about me mum." George said beaming. "I'm married!"

"Yes, with only 2 children!" He looked at her as if she went mad

"Only 2 children?" he cried. "Are you mad mum? They are a hand full! I can't even think when I'm home! What do you think I'm doing here?" She gave him a menacing look, and he smiled. "Kidding, kidding."

"You go fetch your brother, before I put you both over my knee." She said pointing a finger at him, he shook his head and patted his mother on the head.

"Of course mum, what ever you say." And blowing her a kiss, he walked off to find Fred.

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Molly walked into the room and sighed.

"What am I going to do with those two?" she asked aloud, shaking her head. "They are so irresponsible, and are always playing around." The older woman put her handbag on the chair and took off her muggle jacket.

Molly looked about the room and gave an undignified sigh; did these muggles not know how to properly clean a room? Apparently not. The older woman looked about the room, making sure no one was awake to see her, and quickly took out her wand; muttering a quick spell, the entire room was cleaned. She smiled smugly at her handy work, inhaling the smell of Mrs. Skower's All - Purpose Magical Mess Remover. She then walked over to the nightstand, and began rearranging and dusting the table. She looked at the bed and smiled sadly.

"Oh dear, look what Fred left." She picked up a Tongue- ton toffee from the nightstand. "I keep telling him, if he keeps leaving these things all about the place, a muggle will find it and eat it. Then what will we do? I ask you? We would have to take out our wands!" she sighed as she tossed the candy in her purse. "I know they mean to bring happiness to this situation." She said sadly. "But you just can't leave things out for muggles to find! They think we are queer enough as it is. Well, what can you do? I ask you?" Molly then walked over to the window, and threw open the curtains to let the sun shine to warm the room. She sighed at the sight of the blustering city, how much Ginny would have loved to see this.

Looking back at the bed, she smiled once more. Molly always had to force herself to smile when she came to see her youngest daughter. Yet, Molly tried not to dwell, she had things to do before she could go to the ministry to visit Arthur. Walking away from the window, she began flattening the sheets on the bed.

"Ginny." She said softly, after a few moments of just staring at her. "I never wanted this to happen." She sniffed. "If I'd known this would be the out come…" Molly took in a deep breath. "That this would have happened putting that Woman's Ban, I would have said no, point blank." She stopped to look at her daughter. "The entire time you were gone, I kept thinking back to when I was captured. How frightened I was every time a Death Eater came by. How Narcissa …" her eyes began to sting. "I thought she hated me. We hadn't spoken since … well… forever. Her and Bella… or Bellatrix, would call me "Raggedy Molly Dolly" when we were younger." She rolled her eyes. "Just because I was the only one out of all our cousins who had red hair. After we entered Hogwarts, we stopped talking, I was a Gryffyndor and she was a Slytherin, we couldn't in any way be connected." Molly sat tiredly on the chair under the window. "Then, we grew up, had our own families, warring husbands of course, but that really didn't concern us. Then, the war came." She cleared her throat. "The second one. I was captured and thrown into a cell, no bigger than your bed, Ginny." She smiled at her resting daughter. "She was there, and had been there weeks before I came. She knew that the Death Eaters were going to kill me, she knew that if I didn't give them information, that I would die, leaving all of you." Molly wiped away a tear, sniffing a bit. "She begged me to take care of him. She told me she would make sure I would live as long as I promised to take care of Draco, making sure that you and him married, and that I would live to see your children grow up."

"I thought her mad. Literally, MAD! Take care of Draco? Watch you two get married? I didn't even know you had been dating, yet apparently she knew, and I nodded my head. What was I to do? Say no? I just thought she was delirious, I really did. I told her, I told her that I would love Draco as my own son, thinking that she was going to come back tomorrow, thinking that she and I would get out of the prison, and act as if we didn't know each other, as usual. Yet they took her, and they told me I was lucky, that some one put them selves in my place. " She took out a handkerchief from her pocket and wiped her eyes. "Lucious killed her, and I was left to rot in the cell. She did it so selflessly, I couldn't understand. I thought she hated me; and yet there she was, sacrificing herself for me." Molly smiled at her daughter, and got up. She walked over to a vase of flowers and began fixing them, arranging them as to distract her from the thoughts that scarred her mind. She sighed as she looked at their browning leaves. "I regret taking care of Draco now." Molly said angrily. "I resent the love I gave him." She shook her head. "Look what he as done to Narcissa and to you…" her lip trembled as she picked up the vase to carry it to Ginny's bedside. "I now think, he wasn't worth it…"

"He was." Said a soft voice.

Molly's mouth fell open. With a trembling body, she turned around slowly to see Ginny's brown eyes staring at her. She blinked.

"Draco was worth it all." Molly gave a loud gasp and covered her mouth. Causing the vase to slip from her hand, and shatter into a million pieces. Ginny had awoken.

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A/n:

ok, here is my latest chapter! Came quick didn't it? I know, this is also one of the chapters that I had in my head since I started this fic! Oh, I know this chapter is vague, and doesn't give too much info, but you will just have to wait till the next chappy won't you? Well, I just want to give my unwavering love to…

..Nichole Malfoy ..Christabell ..Amanda Mancini ..SiLvErStInG04 ..ayumi-dono ..Youdarox ..FireRoseRed ..Iced Faerie ..Keth aka Adaliah ..stoictimer ..Charmed-Goddess-07 ..Missers! ..Lady Godiva ..Aiko-17 ..Charming Visions

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Calla-ForEvEa :I would have mentioned you in my last love, but you didn't review! I would have remembered and I even looked over who reviewed again, just to make sure! I didn't see you! …hmmmm…I don't know what to say to that lovey!

Well, I hoped you like this chappy, and be ready for the next one! Oh man oh man!

AND I hoped you like the new name! I felt like Sorrow as more… cool! Just like me!

Until next time…

Love,

YvettE S.

Next To Come:
A Family Reunion
Old Friends
A Waiting Heart
And…
Dying All Over Again

It's gonna be fun…