Well here it is folks. Chapter XVI. I hope you like it.

Thank you all for the reviews! Is there any other genre that you think I could classify this story is? The end is drawing nigh. Chapters are short and far between.

How did I get here? Ginny sat up on the green bed in Draco's old room. Icy tears began to tingle as she shut her eyes to repress all of the pain she was feeling.

Ginny ached like she hadn't ached in years. She fell back on the bed and rolled over burying her face in her pillows. She pressed her nose in closer and inhaled the scent of his that still lingered on the pillow. She was so tired.

Tap. Tap. Tap.

Ginny managed to sit up. Her eyes were red and so swollen she could barely see out. She wiped her most with the back of her hand and stumbled halfheartedly to the window. She pulled the thick curtains back and opened the window to let the freezing winter wind blow in.

A handsome phoenix fluttered through the window and landed on the messy bed gracefully. A scroll of parchment was clutched in the bird's beak. A green ribbon was tied about the center.

"Hello Silas," Ginny mumbled and held out her hand for the scroll.

Silas deposited the note in her hand and flapped his wings impatiently.

Ginny slid the ribbon off with gentle nimble fingers. She unrolled it as she sat down at the desk.

A beautiful calligraphic green M with a snake entwined around it resided at the top of the letter. The crest. The emblem of the Malfoy family.

To - Ginevra Weasley

Ginny, please come to the Malfoy estate at your earliest convenience. Send a note with the time that is best for you back with Silas.

Sincerely

Lady Narcissa Malfoy

To - Lady Narcissa Malfoy

I can make it up to your house at four in the afternoon on December 28th.

Sincerely Ginevra Weasley

Ginny folded the note and dripped red wax on the edges to hold it together and pressed a stamp into it. The wax under the stamp turned gold and Ginny pulled the stamp back and saw a W with two weasels, one on each side of the W.

Silas flew over to her as she turned toward the bed. He perched on the cushioned stool Ginny had been sitting on and waited politely to be handed the letter.

Silas took the letter so sweetly when it was offered to him and did not pull back till Ginny relinquished her hold on it. He sung a few notes to bid her farewell for the moment before flying out the window singing low.

Ginny felt a little better after hearing the phoenix song and she shut the window.

She quietly left the room and slipped down the stairs quiet as a mouse.

"Ginny dear," her mother's voice startled her. She'd had her hand on the door preparing to retreat to a place of silence so she'd not have to answer any questions. "Are you all right?"

Ginny ground her teeth together but her shoulders sagged in defeat.

"I'm fine mum," she answered softly and her hand slid from the door knob.

Ginny sighted and slumped over even more but turned releasing the door knob that had led her liberty only seconds before and followed her mother to the table.

Mrs. Weasley placed a large plate of toast and scrambled eggs before her daughter.

Ginny suppressed a moan. She picked up her fork and began to pick at the omelet and push it around on her plate. She stared at the food instead of making eye contact with any of the other occupants of the room.

Mrs. Weasley watched her youngest child. Her poor dear. She didn't deserve to have been dealt this blow, to have suffered this much in her young lifetime. She should still be enjoying life.

"Ginny you must eat," Mr. Weasley said casting a sideways glance at his wife.

Ginny sighed and lifted the fork to her lips but set it down without removing the food.

"Ginny please, starving yourself isn't going to do any good," Mr. Weasley said and he wrapped an arm around her shoulders and kissed her forehead.

"I'll be back by five this afternoon Molly," Arthur said leaning in and kissing his wife's cheek.

Mrs. Weasley smiled at him as he disappeared with a loud crack.

Ginny managed to eat about half the omelet and a piece of toast. "I'm going to go for a walk," Ginny said and she moved quickly to the closet and grabbed her outer cloak.

Ginny slipped outside and raced down the path as fast as her feet could carry her. She arrived at the cliff and sat down on a fallen log and began to rub her arms. Many clouds moved angrily across the heavens. Ginny could hold the tears back no longer and she slid from the rotting log and was now seated on the ground. She put her arms on the log and her head dropped into her arms and she wept.

The clouds swirled and bits of lace began to fall from the sky. The wind howled through the trees making a frightfully eerie sound. Ginny began to wail with the howling winds and the sky grew more shadowed. The wind caterwauled louder echoing Ginny's sadness.

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