Chapter 14: Broken

I wanted you to know,

That I love the way you laugh

I wanna hold you high

And steal your pain, away

'Cause I'm broken when I'm open

And I don't feel like I'm strong enough

'Cause I'm broken when I'm lonesome

And I don't feel light when you're gone away

Broken, Seether -

We walk out of the hole and I see my family there. WHAT? WHAT! MY FAMILY? I begin crying and Draco tells me he loves me and we all live happily ever after.

THE END.

Author's Note: KIDDING! Haha.

Thanks for most people reviewing nicely even though the chapter wasn't good, LOL. It was just a filler anyways. I hope this one feeds your appetite and you're not dissapointed!

PS: I was just reading a story somewhat like mine, you know with Draco/Ginny vs. Voldemort and i got INSANELY PISSED. The author randomly had Dumbledore appear! WTH! Don't worry, I won't take an easy ways out by having random teachers come to the rescue :)

PPS: I didn't even realize i left it at a cliffhanger last time, LMAO. I just wanted it to be a filler. but i just reread it, and it is! sorry :)

PPPS: If you haven't read/seen "HP & the CHamber of Secrets" then this chapter might be a bit confusing/spoiler-ific for you. Sorry! X

If I said I wasn't nervous... I'd be a big, fat, LIAR. I am insanely nervous, and I clench my fists repeatedly to try to stop the shaking. I follow Draco out of the whole (which takes forever) until we're finally in a dark corridor, still on our hands and knees. I try to look up, but Draco stops me. "Don't look up." But, since when do I listen to orders? I look up and see...

Blood.

And lots of cockroaches.

EW!

I don't say anything, because I don't want Draco to know that I looked, so I bite down on my tounge. Really, really hard.

I keep hearing this weird noise, like something slithering or hitting pipes or something. I ignore it, saying it's just in my head. Then I start thinking about my 'battle plan.' If Voldemort has my wand, and Draco can do wandless magic, I can act as a decoy...get Voldemort to come after me with Draco on his tail with wandless magic. If Voldemort doesn't have my wand, then I can find mine and it can be 2 on 1. Better odds that way. If Voldemort tries to kill Draco, I ...

What do I do? Do I risk my life for someone who never liked me? For someone who wanted me to die last time I went in the Chamber, and viewed it as 'pest control'? Or do I ignore the guy who's given many things up for me, who has been there when I needed a shoulder to cry on this summer, who knew better then anyone at the moment what I was going through, and went with me every step of the way to figure out what was going on?

I imagine the same thing's going on in Draco's mind, too. So I bring it up aloud.

"Draco," I whisper. "Do I try to save you? If...you're going to die, I mean."

He's quiet. "I don't know."

"Would you try and save me?"

Again, quiet. "I don't know."

That helps.

We continue crawling, the sound of something hitting pipes echoing in my head.

O O O O O O O O O O O O O O O O O O O O O O O O O O O O O O O O O O O O O O

We finally make it to the chamber. No one's there, and it gives off a sort of mood that makes my skin curl. I get up off of my knees, allowing Draco to grip my hands and help me up. I wipe the dirt off my knees in a vain attempt; the dirt is embedded in my jeans and there is a gaping hole over one of the knees. I then look at Draco; there's dirt all over him, too, and he looks extremely sad: as if he's ready to give up something... something he's wanted for a very long time. I just hope that thing's not me.

We walk around for a minute, the clambering noise in the background with my eyes staying on the floor in a desperate attempt to find if my wand slipped between the cracks in the floor. No wand. I audiablly sigh and look around the chamber... it's a perfect reproduction of the original. Everything down to the fake snakes...

... Shit.

"Draco," I say hurriedly, "In the original chamber, there was a basilisk, and -" I get cut off by a loud hiss and slowly turn around.

SHIT. It's the Basilisk. It's obviously not the same one, but a new one... slightly smaller, but still as threatening. The only reason Harry survived last time was because Fawkes gave us Godriff Gryffindor's sword. How are we going to survive this time? Draco notices the Basilisk and quickly looks around for something to hide behind, but there's nothing.

"Gin, the spell," he says quickly, backing up from the snake who is slowly approaching. "the spell Fred and George taught you -"

I look around quickly for my wand, but it's nowhere. How did Fred and George teach me the trick? You had to close your eyes... take 4 steps... move your wand hand in a counter-clockwise motion... or was it clockwise? Did it matter? Damnit!

"Um, um, um... Close your eyes, 4 steps back, wand-hand counter-clockwise motion 4 times, turn around, flick and swish your wand hand and say 'envisile.'" He does all of this and finally he's barely invisible; I can still see his outline and I'm sure the Basilisk's large eyes can see it, too. It's then when I remember. "Draco! Watch your eyes!" He says a spell and shades appear over his eyes.

"Damnit, now I can hardly see," he mutters. The Basilisk is through being nice now, and he lunges at Draco. Fuck, fuck, FUCk! He seems to be ignoring I'm even alive, which works in my favor- like this, I can help Draco. I look around for some rocks to stand on... Good, I see I ledge that I can reach if I stand on those rocks over there... and then, I can almost reach... just a little more, and -

"GINNY! WATCH IT!" I turn around just in time to see two large fangs pointed in my direction. I quickly duck down and jump off the rocks, causing them to fall on the Basilisk's tail. It clearly does not like being impailed by rocks and begins to charge towards me. Still on the floor, I crawl behind a small rock, covering my eyes from his direction. What can I do? How can I get rid of this... thing? I hear it slither behind me and get close to Draco; I also hear him yell out. I quickly look out from my rock and - OH MY ... Draco was bitten! I can even see it's tooth in his arm. SHIT! He slowly falls, and the Basilisk starts to move down to finish off the job. Shit shit shit shit SHIT. What do I do? What do I do?

Suddenly, it's as if my head isn't even being controlled by me... I hear a thought... Get him in the eyes. It'll blind him. I can't figure out what's causing me to think that way, but all I know is it's my only option. But what can I blind him with? The key you used to get in here in the first place. It's sharper then the rocks. I look around and quietly but quickly attempt to get on the ledge again. I fix the rocks like they were before and ... finally, I can reach it. Using all the strength in my arms, I crawl up on top of it and begin to walk on the small bridge to get above where he is with Draco. I have to hurry... if I don't get there in time, he can kill Draco. I also have to be careful, one wrong step can cause me to tumble down, and then there's no chance for either of us.

I start walking, losing my footing only once. I then am almost there when the rocks by my foot shift, causing me to fall. Thinking quickly, I grab onto the ledge and begin to try to pull myself up. This, clearly, has caught the Basilisk's attention... but not for long. He'd rather eat something that's almost dead then try to knock me out first. Good for me. I pull myself up and begin my walk again. Then, still unnoticed by the Basilisk, I search my pocket for the key. Where is it? I know it's here, I ... shit. I look down at where I almost fell and see that it's hanging by a spider web, nearly ready to fall. I carefully run and retrieve it, then get ready to aim. Just as the Basilisk is about to bite, I stab him in one eye, then the other. It screams out a shriek that makes my blood curl, and begins thrashing around. I'm worried that Draco will get crushed, but I have no time for that now. I actually have to try to help myself for once.

Okay, so... he's blind, now what? I still don't know how to kill him! Last time Harry killed him using the Sword... there's no way Voldemort would just happen to leave Godric Gryffindor's sword around. Just as I'm about to think of a plan, the Basilisk lunges at me in a blind attempt to get me back for hurting him. He misses by an inch, giving me the chance to move.

What now? I wonder. What do I do now?

It's as if something is answering me. He can't see you. You're invisible. Be as quiet as you can and try to find an exit...

I look around, searching for a way to leave. Just as I think there's no hope, I see it - my wand! I run and retrieve it. For a minute I'm happy: I feel as if I could possibly win now... but as soon as the happiness comes, it's replaced with horror. Why would I just think Voldemort would leave my wand lying around? - The only reason he would do that is if it were a trap... and, it is. Just as I grab it I see it hanging from a string - quite the weak trap, if you ask me - and then it's pulled up by Voldemort. Great. Now we're on the ledge together, face to face. Surprisingly, he gives me my wand. I slowly take it wordlessly, not knowing what to say.

"I figured you should die the fair way," Tom smirks. "With a fight. A duel, namely."

Shite. DADA was never my strong subject.

"You're on," I growl, "I'm going to beat you just like Harry did. Just like my family should have. I'm going to kill you for everyone I loved that died because of you."

"Right," he says unenthusastically. "That's your plan, isn't it? Good luck with that." And with that, the battle is on. "Imperio!"

Shite! "Protego!" I shout as I dodge it. "Furnunculus!" It's the only thing I can think of. He lazily moves out of the way, giving a yawn for effect.

"That all you got, Weasley?" He asks threateningly. "Crucio!"

I don't move in time, and the result is pain simmering throughout my whole body. I nearly drop my wand, but I come to my senses and grip it painfully with both hands while bending over and touching my sides. While enduring this pain, I notice the Baslisk about to attack Draco. NO! Do I continue trying to kill Voldemort, or do I try to save Draco?

What do I do? What do I do?

Think of Fawkes, a voice answers. Birds... When the pain is finally over, I suddenly know what to scream: "Avis!" a flock of flying birds flies through the air towards the Basilisk, clawing its eyes.

"AVADA KED-!" Tom tries again, but this time I'm too determined to fall.

"Conjunctivitis!" I yell to Tom. He, unprepared, yells out as he cannot see what's going on right in front of him. Suddenly, I feel like I know what I'm doing. I jump off the ledge and run over to the Basilisk, shouting, "Diffindo!" Disgustingly, the Basilisk rips into two pieces, screaming in pain. Blood is thrown everywhere, especially on Draco; who is still very out of it. I then think of an idea. Grabbing the tooth out of Draco's arm, I yell, "Accio Tom Riddle's Diary!" It comes flying through the air, hitting me in the face. I'm soo gracefull. I pick it up, turn to random pages and, mimicing what Harry did in my first year, I glare at Tom. "THIS IS FOR MUM!" I shove the tooth in it. "AND DAD!" Once more. "AND RON! AND THE TWINS! AND BILL! AND CHARLIE! AND PERCY!" Each time I yell a name, I pick up the tooth and stab it in a different place. Tom is screaming out in pain, but I know I'm not done yet. I close the book to its front cover and, while stabbing it, I scream, "AND THIS IS FOR THE BOY WHO LIVED!"

Tom slowly begins to dissapeer, eyes still closed, groping at air until finally he's gone. All of him: gone. I take a deep breath, heaving. I then turn to Draco and tears fill my eyes. Rushing over to him, I turn him face up and find his face cold, distant.

"Draco, we won! We won! Draco...please, wake up... please, please..." I plead. "Ennervate. Come on, please Draco, please..." He doesn't move an inch, and I begin to cry. Bending over his body, I brush the blood off his face. "Finite Incantatem. Please...D-Draco.. p-please..." I can't lose him too! He's the only one who's been here with me! He can't leave me now! "Dr-raco... p-please, I..." my voice cracks, and it's hard for me to continue. "Draco... p-please..."

I take a deep breath. This was the prophecy. "In the end, there will only be one," I repeat to myself. I turn to Draco again, letting a tear fall freely from my eye. "Draco... I love you..." Something happens, something I'm not too sure about. As I touch Draco's cheek, I feel energy from his body, a soul waiting to escape. While I do this, I see something moving behind one of the boulders. A Basilisk, with my luck. As I look closer, I see... a redhead. A tall, freckled redhead, peeking from behind the boulder. Ron smiles sheepishly and grins, pointing at his wand. With a flick, Draco's eyes pop open and Ron dissapeers...

"Draco?" I ask, my voice sounding smaller then I meant it.

"Gin? Ginny?" Draco asks, sitting upright. "Oh- oh my God, Gin," and with that, he pulls me into a kiss filled with passion and love as he realizes I fought my life for him. He whispers, "I love you so much," and as we slowly break apart, I have a moment of clarity.

"We leave as one..." I repeat. "The prophecy didn't mean one of us will die! It meant we'll leave as one... in love as one unified being..." he sort of snorts his pompous snort, because he knows how ridiculous (but oh so true) it sounds.

"I love you," he repeats. "I love you so much," and with that, we begin kissing again.

The worst is over now, and we can breathe again...

I wanna hold you high, you steal my pain away...

There's so much left to learn, and no one left to fight

I wanna hold you high and steal your pain

'Cause I'm broken when I'm open

And I don't feel like I'm strong enough

'Cause I'm broken when I'm lonesome

And I don't feel light when you're gone away

Finite Incatatem

Author's Note: Weak? Well, that's the end, I hope you liked it. I think I'm going to put an afterword or epilouge in here, mainly because I don't want it to end! So you vote in your review: EPILOUGE or NO EPILOUGE? And be sure to tell me if you liked it or not. Thanks! It's been a pleasure!

Xoxo, Elizabeth Escritor.