Well, after much work and worry, All Things Good has reached an end. I hope you enjoy the final chapter, and I will definitely be writing more fanfics in the future! It's a very short chapter, as you'll see. Ends a bit violently, just so you know. It's not pretty. At all. No one said that this story was going to have a happy ending - for everyone, anyway.

Everyone seemed happy once they had returned to Hogwarts, but Ginny had had a terrible holiday. She had felt sick the entire time, obsessed with Draco. She knew that Harry was right, and Draco was evil.
Before she'd realized what had happened, she walked straight into Luna.
"Sorry," she said.
As she helped Luna get her things together, she noticed that Luna had on a beautiful pair of aquamarine mittens.
"Nice mittens," Ginny said, feeling a little jealous. Hey, she thought, they're just mittens!
"Thank you!" Luna beamed. "Harry gave them to me.
Okay, they're more than mittens. Now I have a good reason to be jealous.
"So," Ginny said, picking up her tattered copy of Magical Me. "How was -"
"You're reading that? Lockhart was such an odd teacher. I don't get what you don't know about him, why'd you'd read that -"
"Because, since you forgot," she said angrily, "I was possessed for that whole year so I knew little about him."
"Oh, yeah!" Luna said, as though Ginny was talking about an old friend she'd forgotten about. You know, the one with the glasses, black hair, green eyes, glasses? That one?
"So how was your holiday in London?"
"The beginning was a bit rough. Harry and I got into a big fight."
"Really?" Ginny tried not to sound happy.
"Yes, but we made up and had an excellent week. And - Ginny?"
Ginny had already walked up and away. There was Draco. She had to talk to him.
She grabbed him roughly by the arm and led him away from a crowd.
"I'm through with you," she said loudly. "Done. Finished. You're evil and I hate you."
"You didn't seem to hate me much when I kissed you."
"But I hate you now."
Ginny's eyes were mad and deranged. Draco, however, seemed to be holding back murderous anger - and he's doing a damn good job, Ginny thought. His eyes were cloudy and looked like a foggy day.
"Fine with me," he said. "I'll hate you right back."
He grabbed Ginny, who kicked him hard, but he still carried her off to an empty corridor.
"I hate you, too," snarled Draco. He slammed her - hard - into one of the stone walls. Ginny screamed and punched him, but he refused to stop. He apparently had built up a better tolerance for pain after his incident with Hermione three years previously. Ginny felt warm blood rush down the side of her head and trickle into her mouth. He pushed her once more, and then grabbed her ankle and pulled her leg backwards, bending it and breaking it. Once that was done, he shoved her foot up her nose.
Ginny screamed so loudly that she thought her head would pop off as she bit his arm, feeling the skin vibrate because of her sounds. He took her other leg. She noticed how red the blood appeared on his white skin. He broke that one, too. Picking her up like a doll, he threw her into the wall and left her there.

About an hour and a half later, two students found Ginny. Covered with blood and legs abnormally twisted, they seemed afraid to pick her up.
"Please," she whispered, "help me…"
Reluctantly the pair carried Ginny to the hospital wing.
When Ginny awoke, she was certain she had died. If she were alive, Harry would not be sitting on her bed.
But he was.
"Feeling better?" he asked.
She smiled. It was worth it if he was here.
"That's excellent to hear," said a different voice.
Ginny wanted to fall asleep again. It was Luna. She never wanted to hear that voice again. It was Luna's fault that this had happened…if it weren't for Luna, Ginny and Harry would be together…
"I hate you," she said quietly.
"Excuse me?" Luna said, concerned.
"I hate you," she said again, more loudly this time. "Because if it weren't for you, I never would have done this. If it weren't for you, I'd be happy. If you were dead on the floor, with a knife in your chest and blood from your veins spurting out, I never would've had to go through any of what I went through this year. So I would appreciate it if you'd leave and never speak to me again."
"So - you hate me?
"Didn't I make myself clear that I don't EVER WANT YOU TO SPEAK TO ME AGAIN?"
Ginny stood the best she could with two crippled legs. "LEAVE ME ALONE. GET OUT OF MY LIFE AND I DON'T EVER WANT TO SEE YOUR PRETTY HAIR AND YOUR CUTE LITTLE MITTENS AGAIN."
Luna was blank. "Okay."
Once Luna was gone, Harry seized Ginny's wrists and dug his fingernails deep into them.
"What're you doing?" Ginny asked.
"Do you think I can just let you get away with what you said?"
But Ginny was not going to be abused again. She did her best to plunge her foot into Harry's stomach. He fell over backwards and sped out of the hospital wing.

Ginny knew that she'd never forget Draco Malfoy. But now, she realized she'd remember him differently than what she originally thought of him as - as someone she'd thought she'd loved. Unlike Harry and Luna, who knew what lay ahead in their future together, Ginny didn't have a clue about how what would happen with her life.
But whatever happens, Ginny thought, I know I won't make the same mistake I did this time.
Ginny knew that she'd be able to live without Harry - and live a very happy life, too.