A/N: I was so proud of my last chapter. I was writing it and I asked myself, how could I make it have a really good ending. It was too perfect!

Thanks again to all my wonderful reviewers. Sorry I had to keep you waiting for so long on that last chapter, I got in trouble so Mom took my computer away.

But I am back and writing like crazy.

The Price of Love

Chapter 6: Loving You

Harry POV

"What did you just call me?" I managed to whisper.

"You stay away, from me and Harry both!" Hermione screamed to the top of her lungs.

"No, it's me Hermione, it's Harry." I tried to tell her without the lump in my throat.

"Don't you lie to me!" Hermione yelled.

"No Hermione listen to me…" I tried to say.

I reached out for her arm but the moment my finger touched her flesh she screamed in agony. She pulled away from me and backed up in her bed even more. She grabbed her harm as if she were in pain.

"Your skin burns me!" Hermione spat at me.

She lifted her hand to reveal a large red mark where I had touched her.

"This can't be happening." I said falling backwards.

Ginny POV

To whoever it may concern,

My name is Ginny Weasley. I am only 16 years old and I am being held prisoner by my boyfriend. I am beaten constantly. I want out of this life that has become 100 percent my fault. Please, if you are reading this help me. I don't want to be here anymore and I cannot get out. Please send help. I am located at Malfoy Manner. Draco Malfoy is abusing me. Please help me before it is too late for me.

Help me please!

Ginny Weasley

I looked at the note I had written. This was the 14th one and I was actually considering sending them out. I write them in my spare time to think of getting out of the prison. I stuck it in the locked cabinet I had in my desk. I placed it on top of the rest of them and shut the cabinet.

No later than the click of the lock, Draco burst through the doors.

"Where have you been?" Draco asked.

"I have been in here the entire time." I answered calmly.

"Funny, I could have sworn that I told you to be outside ready for lunch by the pool an hour ago." Draco almost yelled.

I looked at the clock. Usually when I write my letters, it doesn't take more than ten minutes but this time it had taken more than I had expected it was 1:24 but I remember Draco said meeting him at 1:15.

"I'm sorry honey, I lost track of the time. I was going to get ready when, uh, I had a great idea and I wanted to write it down quickly. I must of lost track of the time." I lied quickly.

"You liar, you thinking up ways to help them!" Draco yelled.

"Never." I said.

"Then what idea did you have?" Draco asked stepping closer to me.

"I, I, I was thinking of a story to write, you know, to pass them time." I said.

"Oh I'm sorry, am I too boring that you have to write a book in your spare time?" Draco asked.

"No, I didn't mean it that way." I said.

Oh man, I am totally dead.

"Then let me see this idea of your to write a book." Draco asked.

Yep, this can't get any worse.

"Um, I threw them out. I mean. I wrote them down but then I didn't like the idea so I just threw it away." I lied again.

"Oh, so if you are lying. Then you wouldn't mind letting me look into your desk." Draco said.

Apparently it can get worse. I so do not want to see Draco once he finds my letters.

"Wait, um, how about that lunch?" I asked.

"I gave it to the dogs." Draco hissed.

Draco pushed me to the ground as he got pass me and continued on my desk. He found my locked drawer and quickly opened it just with his hand. His eyes grew as he saw the first letter. They grew even wider as he read the second. He pulled all the letters I had written and let them fly in the air. The paper was ripped as he flew pass him. As soon as he finished with the draw he slammed it shut and stared straight down at me.

"So this is what you do in your spare time?" Draco shouted.

"No Draco, it isn't what it looks like." I said.

"I just want to let you know something." Draco said.

I didn't answer. I knew the worst was about to come. Draco knelt down to my level and put his hand under my chin forcing me to look at him.

"Ginny, hun, I didn't realize I was being this mean to you." Draco said.

Wait a minute. Was this the same Draco that was in my room? This Draco was compassionate and caring. Not like the mean monster that was holding me against my will a minute ago.

"Are you serious?" I asked.

"Of course I am. Ginny, I never meant to hurt you." Draco said as he helped me stand up and then stood up after me.

Maybe after Draco read my letters, he realized that what he was doing was wrong and now has changed. Maybe now my life was finally going to be different. Maybe now I didn't want to go to bed and wake up dead, but next to Draco.

"Oh Draco." I said as I moved toward the bed. I sat down on the end and motioned him to join me. He remained standing though.

"I just want to tell you one thing." Draco said as he smiled.

"Yes?" I asked.

Everything happened too fast. I remembered seeing Draco smiling, the next thing I know I am feeling pain all over my face. I look up and Draco is furious, his hand down and red. He smacked me.

"You dumb ass, why would you write something like that Ginny? Why?" He asked.

"I hate you!" I shouted.

"You'll regret saying that."

Harry POV

Later that night I found myself crying in my bed. How could this happen to me? I asked myself. Whenever things start to get good for me, everything just goes to hell.

I pulled myself together and tried to concentrate on homework. I picked up a book and started reading, although no matter how hard I tried, I just couldn't get Hermione out of my head.

A faint knock on the front door startled me and I immediately jumped out of bed. I walked out of my room as the knocking continued. I opened the door to find the last person in the world standing there.

Ginny POV

"Leave me Alone!" I shouted at the top of my lungs.

He didn't listen to me.

"You'll shut up, if you think I treat you badly now, you have no idea how bad you are going to suffer." Draco said.

"Stop Draco, please." I begged.

I was trapped in the corner of my room; Draco had his wand pointed straight at me.

"Crucio!" Draco shouted again.

I screamed in pain. Fire surrounded my body again, and I could do nothing but twitch on the ground like a helpless animal. By the time the curse was lifted off of me, my legs had gone numb; my entire body was white from all the heat.

"Get up on your feet." Draco said as he threw me a robe.

I tried to stand up but I couldn't. My legs couldn't hold my weight anymore.

"Are you deaf, I said get up!" Draco shouted at me again.

"I'm trying." I managed to say.

My entire throat was dry and I could barely talk from my screams.

Draco threw the robe over me as he grabbed my shoulder and pulled me up off my feet. Amazingly I stood with tremendous pain shooting up from my legs.

"Common." Draco said as he led me out the door.

I did as I was told. With each step I took, more and more pain came to me.

Draco led me far away from my room. I thought we were just going outside to the supposed picnic Draco had planned for us. How I was wrong.

Harry POV

"Hermione?" I asked.

Hermione stood at the front door, her outfit was messed up and she had a hand mark on her arm. Her eyes were red and had looked like she was crying. She has breathing heavy and holding her chest.

"Harry, I need to know something." She said coming in the room and sitting on the couch next to the fireplace.

I sat down next to her as she gained her breath back.

"What's wrong?" I asked.

"What happened earlier?" Hermione asked.

"What do you mean?" I asked.

"The last thing I remember about today was that I was sitting and watching you play Quidditch and you were so close to catching the snitch and then I completely blacked out. I can't remember anything.

"I woke up in the hospital, Madame Pomfrey tried to calm me down. She kept on saying that I was having hallucinations and I claimed that everyone was someone else. I look like crap and the last thing she said is that I called you Voldemort. Harry, is this true?" Hermione asked.

I took a breath.

"You don't remember anything?" I asked.

"Harry don't try to change the subject. Did I or didn't I?" Hermione asked.

I looked down at my feet as I answered. "Yeah, you did." I said.

"And are you responsible for this?" Hermione said stretching her arm out, showing the red mark on her arm.

"Yes." I almost whispered. "But I didn't mean to. I was just trying to calm you down. You screamed and I let go and the print appeared."

Hermione sat there silent. The only noise that filled the room was the crackling of the fire. One moment I was happy that Hermione was back to normal but then it all started to hit me. I feel horrible because Hermione is the one feeling pain, and I am feeling it twice as hard in my heart. Voldemort is making me feel horrible though Hermione. This shouldn't be happening to her, it should be happening to me.

"Harry we have to do something." Hermione said.

"No." I said.

"Harry what do you mean no? We both can't just sit here and let him get away with this. We have to show him something." Hermione said.

"Hermione," I started.

"Harry, you're a powerful wizard, you shouldn't be dealing with this. We can do this together." Hermione said.

"Hermione!" I almost shouted.

Hermione leaned back in the couch and looked straight at me. I looked up from the ground.

"This shouldn't be happening to you." I said.

"Harry, what do you mean?" Hermione asked.

"Voldemort is hurting you to get to me. Your too good of a witch to have this happening to you." I said.

"Harry you not making any sense." Hermione said, her voice had a lump in it and I knew she was holding back tears.

I swallowed the lump in my throat as well and continued.

"I don't want you to get hurt." I said. "Maybe, we shouldn't be together anymore."

"Harry." Hermione said with a single tear sliding down her cheek.

"No. You deserve to have a life without chaos. And I am giving you one. Take it." I said.

"No." Hermione said.

"I love you." I said as I walked away from Hermione, trying to keep her safe.

As I opened my door I heard weeps from Hermione emerging. Followed by five words. "I will always love you."