Disclaimer: Clearly I am no J K Rowling;

Previously:

To my surprise they all adhered to the idea quite easily (Except Malfoy. Well, that is until I showed him the photo of the 'event' threatening to poster copies of it all around the castle. Strangely he became cooperative.) We set a 'rendezvous' with Colin in the room of requirement on the 16th of November.

Chapter6

Gin's PoV:

I had wondered why he wanted too meet me at midnight in a remote corridor, now I knew.

I stood stock still; peering quizzically at Sam, a Ravenclaw 6th year I'd bumped into after a particularly violent altercation with a certain blond mop. Since then it had been 3weeks making it early October and we'd gotten very close; and it seemed he wanted us to get closer:

"-What!"

He smiled sheepishly.

"-Ginevra Weasley, will you be my girlfriend?"

I gaped at him.

"- You don't have to reply now you know, I can wait…It's just that I really like you and I hope that our relation ship can go deeper than just friends."

I tilted my head on the side and looked in his deep chocolate eyes. I put my hand on his cheek in an affectionate way.

"-Ok…You can be my boyfriend. "

I whispered.

A smile split his face and he pulled me in a tender hug.

"-I'm so happy. For a moment I thought you were going to say no."

Me too.

I brushed of the annoying little voice and returned the hug planting a soft kiss on his lips.

"-Well, well, well…what do we have here? Students out of bed after curfew…"

We broke apart, a figure stood out darker amongst the shadows. It's silver orbs glowed with something akin to cool fury, before switching to pure mockery.

Only one person had eyes like these.

"-Malfoy."

Draco's PoV

I was patrolling a corridor when I hard muffled voices coming from a side passage. I soundlessly trailed it up, finally coming within eyeshot of the couple.

It was a tall chestnut-haired boy; I could tell he was a Ravenclaw because of his robes. He was with a girl but I couldn't say who she was because of the shadows.

"-… be my girlfriend? You don't have to reply now you know, I can wait…It's just that I really like you and I hope that our relation ship can go deeper than just friends."

Ha ha. No girl falls for that one since a long time ago. I wonder who he's feeding that crap…

The shadow girl seemed to hesitate a moment then;

"- Ok…You can be my boyfriend. "

I half choked, only one girl would say that… but it couldn't be her!

She's not yours Draco…You have a Girlfriend remember?

I shook my head. No. It could not be the little spitfire. She would not fall for that cheesy talk. She was too smart.

"- I'm so happy. For a moment I thought you were going to say no."

Why are you trying to convince yourself it's not Gin-

They hugged and one of torches light set fire to shimmering red hair. Only one person had hair that color.

No.

I felt like someone had stabbed me in the back. How could I have been so blind? I knew half the male population was after her. How could I let her- why was I reacting like that? It's not as if I…

No. I don't.

I pulled back in the shadows just as she pulled back slightly and kissed him.

The light bathed her face; her white skin was slightly flushed.

Why…

Anger took control. I set big nasty Malfoy in autopilot.

Big nasty unfeeling Malfoy, and as usual my past memories came to.

"-Well, well, well…what do we have here? Students out of bed after curfew…"

They broke apart. Ginevra diapered in the shadows. Her golden eyes glowed in the dark the slightly oval pupil reminded me of a cats'. Those eyes made me crazy. As much as her touch. As much as emotions…

-What are you boy?

-I am the dark Lords servant.

"-Malfoy."

She spat out the name; like some curse, some poison. Like saying it would taint her.

"-Weasley."

-What do you hate, boy?

-Weasley filth.

The Ravenclaw stepped in front of her. I glared at him.

"-Get back to your dorm, Mudblood."

-What will you destroy?

-Mudbloods.

"-You little…"

The boy attacked me. I caught him and sent him reeling half way across the hall.

"-And 20 points from Ravenclaw. Detention."

The Mudblood got up glared at me, threw an apologetic look at the girl and ran for it.

- What else will you annihilate, boy?

-Weasley blood.

I looked at the Weasley. She was furious. Her eyes were blazing. I didn't care. Nothing cared anymore. I spun on my heel and went away.

-Do you feel pity?

-No. A Malfoy does not pity.

-Do you love?

-No. A Malfoy does not love.

-Do you feel?

-No. Malfoys do not feel. Feelings are for the weak. Malfoys are strong.

"-Who do you think you are? Just butting in peoples live like that!"

-Who are you boy?

-I am Draconis Lucifer Malfoy.

"-I am a Malfoy."

She raced in front of me spun around and pushed me roughly. Stopping me not because of the push, but because of the touch. The heat.

"-And in what is that a reason?"

- What is a Malfoy?

-A Malfoy has every right, he is all-powerful, he is superior.

All went cold, very cold. The memories were overpowering, all the anger and hatred in them raging within me. I grabbed her shoulders and roughly pinned her against a wall. My face was inches from hers, I was breathing fast, puffing out clouds of steam.

"- A Malfoy has every right, he is all powerful, he is superior."

I said in a pained whisper.

She looked at me with a mix of fear and incomprehension.

I closed my eyes and leaned my forehead on the wall. I felt her silky hair on my cheek. Breathed In her sent. I was breaking to peaces because of a girl I hated.

-Stop whimpering boy! A Malfoy does not feel. Repeat!

-A Malfoy does not feel. He is strong.

"-A Malfoy does not feel he is strong."

I whispered.

My forehead was now on her shoulder my hands were still pinning her to the wall.

All that because of the girl I hated.

I was trembling I had to get out. Oh…How I hate her…

I…

"-I hate you."

I looked in her eyes, trembling harder.

-You will hate anyone how has feelings!

"-You can't imagine how much I loathe your beeing."

One of my hands delicately took hold of a loose strand of hair and rubbed it gently between my shaky fingers. I felt just as soft I hoped it would.

I fixed it behind her ear; and ran my finger–tips on her cheek.

-You will kill the Mudblood Lovers!

My second hand stopped pining her, and slid down her arm, stroking her hand in process.

I studied her eyes, the way her oval pupils drew me in like an endless void, how the golden of her eyes sparkled, chocolaty dark in the center and honey clear on the rim.

The heat that came from her, the vulnerability I felt as my lips grazed her own.

-You will never, ever, be loved….

The memory stung, so true. Father was right on that one.

"-It's not fair…"

I heard my-self whisper. My hand fell at my side as I took a step back trembling harder still.

But I want you…

All my cells wanted to take her in my arms, cry on her shoulder, have her.

I gave her a longing look and went away.

Her golden eyes glowed in the Darkness as she watched me escape from her presence. As soon as I was far enough I ran, fast. I had to go, leave her behind, and more than anything else; get her out of my head.

I stopped in a remote part of the castle, not far from the owlery; slightly out of breath.

Why?

My throat clenched, my eyes stung. A single tear trickled down my cheek and smashed on the ground. Instantly the ground froze.

At the very place where the tear had touched the ground, a plant started growing at high speed. It became a single rose, its stem was of the purest gold, and the delicate petals were white, complete with golden reflections.

I bent down and picked it at the base, there was a noise of broken glass and everything except the rose and its stem burst in particles of ice dust.

As per usual.

Each of my tears gave birth to one "Rose des Glaces" in other words "Ice Rose" one of the rarest flowers that only grew where the Phoenix lived, in the everlasting ice.

I looked at it and closed my eyes.

I needed to breathe, to get out. I had to see someone for help: but it would take time.

I went to the owlery and took out two peaces of parchment and a quill.

The first was for Dragon.

"Don't worry. I'll be back soon. Don't let the Trio get too curious."

I called my owl to me and fixed the note on its foot.

"-Give that to Dragon at breakfast."

The owl flew back to its perch as I wrote the second note.

"- 20 points to Ravenclaw. No detention."

I folded the note and rolled it around the rose after casting a protection charm on it.

The handy thing about an Ice Rose is that it is immortal.

I approached the girls black chicken. Its head was tucked under one of its wings.

"-Hey, chicken!"

The bird woke up with a start and glared at me menacingly.

"-Ok, I'm sorry. I just don't know your name. Could you give that to your mistress tomorrow morning?"

I waved the rose tentatively. The bird tilted its head and flew to my shoulder. I attached the packet and scratched the birds' neck. It closed its eyes and leaned into the touch.

"-Thank you."

It took of and I exited the owlery at a brisk jog then the castle and entered the forest, slowly speeding up. A wolf howled. I ran faster carefully staying in the footpaths. Running faster, finally breaking in a full-fledged run.

I carefully avoided going near to Aragoges clearing. The beast had a grudge against me after I blasted dozen of his 'children'.

I crossed the Thestral hill scattering the bonny horses. I'd been running for about tree hours when I finally stopped to drink at a little river, scaring of a unicorn. I didn't worry about the quality: if a unicorn drank in a river, it was a definite sign the water was pure.

I sat down and closed my eyes. The blood thumping, my heart hammering against my chess: at least it attested I had one, even if it actually threatened to leap out of my throat.

Why did these memories come back?

A one year younger Draco stood in the middle of a dark room. He looked strait ahead. A

Shadow in a dark cloak circled around him. Draco kept looking strait ahead.

"-Crucio."

Draco didn't move, he didn't wince. But the pain was there.

"-Good. Very good…you will make a proud Deatheater, boy…"

The pain disappeared.

"-Tell me boy, what do you plan to do later?"

"-I will be a servant to the Dark Lord. I will be under the Dragon's order."

"-WRONG! The Dragon fled she is a traitor to the cause! Crucio!"

Draco winced; the spell was stronger than the last.

"-You show weakness boy?"

The pain increased. Draco fell to his knees.

"-Who are you boy?"

"-I am Draconis Lucius Malfoy."

"- What is a Malfoy?"

"-A Malfoy has every right, he is all-powerful, he is superior. "

"-What are you boy?"

"-I am the Dark Lords servant. "

"-What do you hate, boy?"

"-Weasley filth. "

"-What will you destroy?"

"-Mudbloods. "

"- What else will you annihilate, boy?"

"-Weasley blood. "

"-Do you feel pity?"

"-No. A Malfoy does not pity."

"-Do you love?"

"-No. A Malfoy does not love."

"-Do you feel?"

"-No. Malfoys do not feel. Feelings are for the weak. Malfoys are strong. "

Draco choked and threw up.

"-Stop whimpering boy! A Malfoy does not feel. Repeat!"

"-A Malfoy does not feel. He is strong. "

"-You will hate anyone who has feelings!

You will kill the Mudblood Lovers!

You will never, ever, be loved…"

The memory made me shudder. It happened every day since I could talk. He would torture me for ours. Teaching me hate.

Ginevra is everything you were taught to hate. She is your complete opposite. Then, she changed. She rebelled.

I think that at the base she had always been a rebel.

Somehow she just decided to show it to the world.

She turned out not to be the goody-goody Gryffindor you thought she was. It started when she rebelled against the trio.

That pang in your stomach; then it grew when you fought. When she kissed you, you went mad. Admit it: you're dependent. You have feelings for the girl Draco.

I shut out the irritating voice that sounded strangely like Pansies and stood up. The place was strangely silent.

Too silent.

The kind of silent that someone who doesn't want to be heard makes. I crouched down just in time a furious clicking noise sniped where my head had been.

I slipped on a loose stick and rolled towards the river.

The clicking noise pursued me.

I managed to stop my role before entering the water.

I spun around still in crouch position and made a throwing motion; instantly razor-sharp ice shards appeared in mid air speeding towards the enemy.

They pierced its hard carapace and touched a vital point.

The giant spider crumpled to the ground, convulsions running thru its now lifeless body.

I sighed. It was time to go, before the scavengers decided to have a midnight feast.

I discarded my blood covered tee shirt and set fire to it until it was only a pile of ash, so that the predators wouldn't come finding me as they smelt the blood;

I put my robes bask on and started running again: I still had 2 hours to run before finding the place where I would maybe find help.

I ran full east for an hour and took my bearings. I was closer than I thought I had been. I went northeast at a slow jog, approaching the mountain cliff base. The sun was coming out: I'd run all night. I engaged myself in a visibly popular path.

It lead to a cave a little fountain erupted out of the stone and created a little stream that lost itself in the trees. Just at the edge of the cave was a little fire emitting purple smoke, and there sure enough; was Frienz.

The centaur looked at me, nodded and said:

"-Mars has shined brightly last night."

I nodded solemnly. Frienz gestured me to sit down by the fire. He threw a few herbs in the flames.

"-Why have you came master Draco?"

"-I need help".

"-I understand. Why me?"

I sighed.

"-Just –please- help me."

"-Then drink this."

He handed me a wooden bowl full of a clear liquid that smelt of clover. I drained it in one gulp.

The world went black.

Gin's PoV:

I held the rose delicately in my fingers. It was beautiful. I took the note and read it.

"20 points to Ravenclaw. No Detention."

Instantly I regretted destroying Malfoyes room the night before. It suddenly seemed very childish on my part.

The fact was that I had wanted him; as much as he had seemed to hate me.

It was disturbing.

But it was just physical attraction…wasn't it?

I almost went nuts when his lips brushed mine.

I thought he was going to kiss me.

No.

I wanted him to do so. But I didn't.

De-ni-al

I looked at the Slytherin table but he wasn't there.

"-Not again!" exclaimed Dragon crumpling a piece of parchment in her fist and setting if on fire with a spell.

"-What's the mater?"

She sighed shaking her head.

"Nothing. As usual."

Draco's PoV:

Explosions every wear, fire licked the castle. Hogwarts had fallen. A loud cry echoed behind me. I spun around just in time to see Hargid fall to the ground; a large spear had been rammed thru his upper body. The giant was dead. A tall figure stood over him. Its head was thrown back as it laughed madly. The hood fell down revealing its identity. Lucius. He'd spotted me.

"Traitor…"

I took a sep back.

"I am going to KILL YOU!"

He drew out his want and pointed it at me.

"AVADA-"

A silver dagger plunged deeply in my father's back. At the other end was Ginevra. But not the Ginevra I knew. She was older. Maybe 20.

She pushed my father to the ground and rushed besides me.

The other professors informed me the students are safe. We can leave.

I nodded as she took my hand and pulled me towards the dark forest.

I couldn't believe it. Hogwarts had fell.

"It's my entire fault! I haven't found Him yet!"

Raged Ginevra once we were safely under cover in the forest.

We stopped running.

"Hogwarts was the last haven! Harry's dead! Ron and Mio too… We saw Dumbledore tortured and killed by Voldemort! Thy killed our child… You are the only family I have left."

She buried her head in my shirt as I took he in my arms. She suddenly looked strait in my eyes.

"You'll always love me Draco? Won't you?"

The colors swirled and an other vision took place.

"Get a move on Malfoy!"

Snapped a very annoyed Ginevra.

"And stop staring at me as if I'd just told you we had a kid."

She wasn't the sweet creature I'd hugged two seconds ago. The was maybe 18 this time. She was bitter. As if she'd lost everything she one loved. Empty. She looked at the dark mansion ahead of us.

"Dragon must be with Dumbledore."

Said Pansy. I hadn't noticed her yet, she had changed a lot, she too was sour, and I noticed Blaize wasn't any wear near.

"Where is Blaze?"

I asked.

Pansy stopped walking abruptly. I went besides her to see what has wrong.

"How can you ask me that?"

She whispered. Ginevra grabbed my arm and dragged me away savagely. When she let me go she slapped me hard.

"You idiot! Did you have to remind us all?"

"If you don't remember let me remind you.

Blaize is dead! Muerte! Mort! You don't remember how either? I'll tell you.

Harry Potter started of by tarring of his skin, feeding him potions so he stayed conscious and living. Then he took a steak knife and cut of every one of his muscles. One by one. Do I have to continue?

Oh don't look at me like that. And don't tell me you don't remember Potter turned to the dark side…He betrayed us all!"

Again the vision faded.

I was standing alone in the middle of a small cluster of people, no one would came close to me as if I had some disease. They all wore dark clothes, they were all crying.

Silence.

The went away one by one.

Soon we were only two, Dumbledore and my-self.

"The sacrifice was necessary."

He put a reassuring hand on my shoulder and apparated away.

I looked down, and in the middle of a cluster of flowers barley visible, was a tomb-stone.

"Ginevra Weasley

For certain is death for the born
And certain is birth for the dead;
Therefore over the inevitable
Thou shouldst not grieve me.

Loved Sister, Daughter and Friend."

I wore up. Very painfully. My head throbbed.

"-You could have told me you'd put a sleeping potion in there!"

"-It wasn't a sleep potion Master Draco. Did you have any visions?"

"-Of course I did."

"-Those visions are possible futures. They may all happen, none may happen…one or several different choices may modify the future. But you know better than me that, Life is a long succession of choices…"

He added with a knowing smile.

I smirked and eat the food he handed me. I'd "slept" at least until 8 in the evening.

We discussed my visions for a bit until I was ready to go.

"-We'll se each other soon I hope… "

I said parting the bushes;

"-Venus shines brightly tonight…"

I have decided.

I will never let myself fall for Her again.

It will hurt me.

But if I have Her;

She will be the one who will pay.

I can't have Her hurt.

I won't make Her suffer.

I will be Her most hated enemy if I have to;

But be sure…

There will never be an Us.

Ever…

An; Ok I'v changed an important detail but na, I'm the author!

I hoped you liked it anyway/ hides dont kill me! update soon coming ! well...I hope... duckes a shoe Ahhhhhhhhhh!