Sorry guys for taking so long to write this, I've just been busy and I had writers block. Hopefully as I write I'll come up with something!

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Xela

(Harry's POV) Ron paced the room muttering angrily to himself.

"Calm down Ron. It might not have been Malfoy," Hermione said, although she looked worried.

Ron exploded. "Of course it was Malfoy! I'm not stupid, but Dumbledore seems to think I am, or he wouldn't make us wait here until he arrived!"

She crossed the office (Dumbledore's) and laid a hand on his shoulder. "Ronald Weasley, Calm down!" she said firmly. "You're driving me insane! I'm sure
Dumbledore has a good reason for this!"

"I agree with Hermione, Ron," Harry interrupted his worried silence to come to the defense of his friend. Ron looked as if he wanted to strangle somebody,

and Harry wanted to make sure it was Malfoy, not Hermione.

Ron spun in amazement, and was about to say something when the door opened and Dumbledore walked in, muttering to himself.

Hermione and Harry looked at each other, then at the professor.

"Absolutely extraordinary," Dumbledore muttered to himself. He noticed them and fell silent.

"Well Good morning Miss Granger, Mr Weasley, Harry," he said, still looking bewildered.

"What's wrong, Professor?" Hermione asked, her eyes alight with curiosity. It wasn't often you saw Dumbledore troubled.

"It's funny you should ask that, Miss Weasley," he said absently. "Funny... you should ask."

Hermione chose to ignore the Weasley bit, Dumbledore had obviously encountered something he hadn't expected.

"Uh… Professor? Does this have something to do with Draco and Ginny?" she asked him again, discreetly holding the back of Ron's robes so he wouldn't
go wild at the mention of the pair.

"Actually Miss Granger, funny you should say that. You're absolutely correct," he said, seeming to snap out of his mood.

"Well, what is it?" Ron asked impatiently, and Hermione tightened her grip.

(Dumbledore's POV)

"Well, what is it?" Ron asked impatiently.

"You see, Mr Weasley, Mr Malfoy and your sister were found down near his mother's grave early this morning by Professor Sprout."

"I'll kill him!" Ron yelled, pulling out his wand.

"Put that away Mr Weasley, before you hurt someone," Professor Dumbledore said kindly.

Astounded, Ron put his wand away and his expression became worried.

"Is she okay?"

"That's the odd part. She was fine," Dumbledore said, puzzled.

"But..."

"From what I can gather, he was going to kill himself- there was a rather large knife lying beside him-, and she stopped him," Dumbledore said quietly,

knowing the shock it would have on them.

"What?"

"Malfoy?"

"Huh?"

He held up his hands. "It seems Mr Malfoy is innocent, although it was indeed he who raped Ginny."

"Umm… Excuse me sir, but how does that work?" Harry asked.

"I think I know," Hermione said pensively.

"Why don't you inform them then Miss Granger?"

"Well, when someone refuses their fate, their shadow separates from them and becomes corporeal to complete the task, lest it remain unfulfilled. So, when

Draco refused to follow his father's footsteps and become a death eater; a twisted Draco; born from his shadow, came into being. Am I right Professor?"

she asked Dumbledore.

"Very good Miss Granger. Draco's destiny was altered completely, but someone had to do what he should have done. So a Draco filled with evil came into

being. You may have noticed that he no longer has a shadow?"

Hermione thought for a moment. "Now that I think about it, you're right." She gasped. "And you think it was this Draco that raped Ginny, not Draco

himself?"

Dumbledore nodded.

"But… That's impossible," Ron cried out, unwilling to accept the fact.

"Mr Weasley, I would like to point out that although it's not common that a person refuses the destiny they were born to, it has been known to happen."

Hermione nodded. "It's true guys."

"So Draco now effectively has two of him; a good one and a completely evil one," Harry surmised.

"Yes. Unfortunately, only when the shadow has fulfilled its purpose- or Draco decides to- will it disappear," Dumbledore told them.

Ron swore, inventing up a few as he went.

"Ginny is in grave danger until then," Dumbledore said. "The shadow now knows how to get to Draco."

Ron's eyes widened.

"Well, what are we waiting for? We've got to get down there and get her somewhere safe!"

"Don't worry Mr Weasley that has been taken care of. Mr Malfoy and Miss Weasley are in the Hospital Wing, as neither have recovered from the recent

events. They are asleep right at the moment, but you will be able to go and see them shortly.

(Draco's POV) Draco stirred in his sleep, and woke up to find the sun streaming into the Hospital Wing.

How'd I get here? He asked himself, then his mind turned to Ginny. He sat up and looked around anxiously. She was in the bed beside him, and he relaxed.

He studied her as she slept, a peaceful smile gracing her face. He lay down facing her, and watched the bed sheets rise and fall as she breathed in and out.

Her cheek rested against her hand, and her lustrous red hair was off her face with just a few tendrils framing it.

Her eyes fluttered open and she gazed languorously at him. He gazed back, his eyes filled with longing.

(Harry's POV) Harry, Ron, Hermione and Dumbledore quietly entered the Hospital Wing, not wanting to wake anyone up. Seeing Draco and Ginny lying in
adjacent beds, he was about to walk over when he noticed the two awake, and he motioned for the others to stop.

 Harry, Ron, Hermione and Dumbledore quietly entered the Hospital Wing, not wanting to wake anyone up. Seeing Draco and Ginny lying in adjacent beds, he was about to walk over when he noticed the two awake, and he motioned for the others to stop.

The two were gazing at each other, completely oblivious to the four who had just entered. Draco reached across the gap between the beds and stroked her

cheek with the back of his hand, before bringing it back across the gap to where it was before.

"You're beautiful, Ginny May," Draco whispered hoarsely, the longing showing in his voice.

She sighed. "Drake…" she whispered back.

I was right to let her go; however much it hurt, Harry thought to himself, and, surprised, found himself no longer filled with sadness about breaking up

with Ginny. Instead, he felt an indescribable joy when he realised that Draco and Ginny were meant to be.

He looked over at Hermione and saw tears in her eyes. He slipped his hand into hers and squeezed it reassuringly. She smiled at him under tear spiked

eyelashes, then turned back to the couple. He looked at Ron, who seemed to be torn between doing the whole protective brother thing and crying over the

scene. Dumbledore had taken his spectacles off, which had fogged up, and was drying his eyes on a silken handkerchief. Harry looked at the others,

amused, and then he too, turned back to Ginny and Draco.

Hope you all enjoyed it! I'll be writing the next chapter soon, though it probably won't be for the next week or so, as I'm going on holidays, and there are a

couple of other ideas for fanfiction which I'm hoping to start.

Well, adios! Please Read and review and I'll love you forever!

Xela