World's on Fire
By: LivvyWriter
Summary- The night before the fight of the end there are tearful goodbyes, startling confessions, beautiful proposals, heart wrenching memories, and promises between a circle of best friends. Includes conversations between Angelina, Fred, Draco, Ginny, Hermione, Ron, Harry, George, Alicia. WRITTEN BEFORE HBP.
Disclaimer- I own everything! Ha..i wish! (That means don't sue me..)
Rating- PG 13
TIMELINE-
Ginny-17-student: 7th year
Angelina- 20-Professional Quidditch player. Star Chaser on the team Appleby Arrows.
Fred-20- Co-owner of Weasleys Wizard Wheezes.
George-20- Co-owner of Weasleys Wizard Wheezes.
Draco-18- Auror in training.
Hermione-18-Head of Foreign Money Exchange at Gringotts. Also owns her own book store/café. The Paperback Café' is located in Diagon Ally, directly across from Weasleys Wizard Wheezes.
Ron-18-Auror in Training.
Harry-18-Auror in Training.
Alicia-20-Auror. Known for her bravery and loyalty to the Order and her friends.
Author Notes- Review away!
THIS WAS MOSTLY ALL WRITTEN BEFORE HALF BLOOD PRINCE WAS RELEASED! SO THIS HAS NO REFERENCES TO THE BOOK!
Dedication- To Britt who read it first, and Amber who read it second..they gave me confidence. Thanks girls.
Pairings- Haha…Read to find out, I'm so evil. –cackles but erupts in a coughing fit-
I watch the heavens and I find a calling
Something I can do to change this moment
Stay close to me while the sky is falling
Don't wanna be left alone, don't wanna be alone
The world's on fire and
It's more than I can handle
I'll tap into the water
(I try to pull my ship)
I try to bring more
More than I can handle
(Bring it to the table)
Bring what I am able
"Can you believe that this may be the last time we ever stand here?" Angelina asked, her dark brown eyes surveying, watching, taking everything in.
"It could also be the last time that I do this-" Fred took a piece of her hair in between his fingers and tugged. He let go and smiled. "Or this-" He did an overdramatic ballerina twirl. "Or even this.." He kissed her lips deeply.
Blushing, Angelina pushed him away playfully. "Fred Weasley, you know exactly what I'm talking about." Angelina sighed as she leaned against the stone banister. They were both on the balcony that jutted out from the Gryffindor Common Room.
Fred looked down. "Yea Angie, I know." His dark blue eyes hardened at the thought of the war. Tomorrow would be the finale of Voldemort's reign, or so they hoped. A very reliable inside source had told them that they would be attacked by thousands of death eaters and dementors and other ghastly creatures on the wrong side. Voldemort and his army would march Hogwarts and fight.
"Fred?" Angelina asked softly.
Fred looked up and replied, "Yeah?"
"Do you think it's the right thing for Dumbledore to do, you know, to be letting all of these first and second years fight against these older and more experienced dark wizards?" She shivered slightly as a sudden gust of wind danced across her skin. Fred saw this and moved closer. He embraced her and sighed.
"I think that being apart of something this important should be an option to every wizard of every age. I know what your thinking Angie…She'll be okay." He kissed the top of her head. Tears leaked out of Angelina's eyes.
"I'm just worried about her! She's a bloody second year, she shouldn't be fighting this young. She shouldn't even be aware of what's happening. After mum and dad were killed last summer, I've felt like I have to protect her." Angelina sighed as she put her head back against his chest.
"Even though Ginny's seventh year, I don't want her fighting. She's still my little pain in the arse sister, I couldn't stand if anything happened to her, but it's not my choice, she wants- no needs to be apart of this. Same goes for anyone in my family and out, but I know that Ron has faced Voldemort once, he can do it again.
Charlie and Bill can take care of themselves. Alicia hopefully won't fight tomorrow because of her injury that prick gave her last week. Harry, Harry will do what he does best, Hermione can do anything those evil bastards can do, and George is my identical twin, I mean, how can anything happen to someone that handsome?" Fred smiled as Angelina choked out a laugh. "I'm telling you, Kira will be okay." He kissed the top of her head.
"I can't imagine losing you tomorrow Fred. You have to promise that you'll be more careful then you have ever been before. I don't think I could handle losing you Fred. I don't think I could. I couldn't lose you Fred, I just couldn't." Her voice neared hysteria. Angelina's eyes poured tears on to her flawless dark skin.
Fred brought her closer and said, "I promise Angie, and don't worry, I can protect myself. But you have to promise me that you won't do anything rash. Knowing you, you'd jump in front of a spell meant for anyone on our side. I love you too much to lose you. I know that if I did, I wouldn't last a week. So promise me you'll look out for yourself, not just everyone else."
"I promise Fred." He kissed her forehead and they stayed silent for awhile. Then Angelina spoke with a lighter tone.
"It feels so different being back here. Graduating three years ago feels like a century has passed in between then and now. However, if I remember correctly…SOME of us did not.."
"Watch it woman...Or should I say Mrs. Angelina Weasley?" He smiled as her eyes traveled to her hand where her ring sat.
"A nice stone if I say so myself…" Fred exclaimed.
She stuck her hand out in front of them.
"It could've been bigger.." She teased.
"Why I oughta…"
Thoughts of the war slipped out of their minds.
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"Just because we're on the same side doesn't mean that we're bosom buddies Malfoy." Ginny exclaimed as they trudged through the dark halls towards the infirmary. Professor Flitwick had sent Ginny Weasley and Draco Malfoy down to the infirmary to gather supplies for the final battle. They were to get the supplies and then take them to The Great Hall, where everyone was to be housed for the remainder of the war. The Great Hall would act as an infirmary, house, and kitchen for however long they needed it.
"What bosom? It seems as though neither of us have any." He smirked as her face got red.
"At least I don't look like an albino rat." Draco stopped stunned as she lashed him. He suddenly laughed and ran to catch up with the petite, temperamental red head.
"Nice one, didn't know you had in you." He felt more respect towards her at her ability to retaliate.
"You may have convinced Harry, Dumbledore, the ministry and the others that you were good, and you had a change of heart or whatever you call that beating stone in your body, but I still don't trust you. I still don't believe that someone who spent seven years tormenting Harry, my brother and all of the rest of the school could turn over a new leaf like that." She had stopped suddenly and was staring stone faced at him.
The words more than stung Draco, they cut him like knives.
"You may not believe it, but it's true. Would you believe me if you knew that I had to kill my own father and mother? Or that I had to face Voldemort as a spy and barely escaped with my life?" Ginny tried with every fiber in her body to hide the shock and pity she felt surfacing.
"I could care less what you think! I know I have chosen right, and I know that I am willing to do whatever it takes to bring down the son of a bitch. So what does it matter what you think?" His voice had raised. He finished and turned around.
'Calm down, your not like father' He told himself. 'You can control your temper better than he could…calm down'
He heard a quiet voice call his name.
"Draco?" Ginny called. He turned around.
"I think…" She looked up at him. He prepared for more harsh words.
"I don't want to hear your insults Gin-Weasley." He almost called her by her first name.
"I think that..-"He cut her off again.
"Did you hear me? You may think that they don't hurt me, but they do. Wow…announce it to the whole world! He DOES have a heart! Not just a beating stone." He tried to muster as much hostility as he could, but his voice began to crack.
'No not now…You haven't cried in front of anyone in 19 years, don't start now..'
"Listen to me Draco! I think that you're-"
"Please stop.." Draco pleaded. He had never pleaded before, except to his father. Now he, 6'3, 19 years old, an Auror in training, was pleading to Ginny, 5'5, 17 years old, a student. What had she brought out in him?
"I think you're brave." Ginny blurted before he could get any words in. He was shocked for sure.
"Wha-Wha? Why?" He stuttered. Draco Malfoy never stuttered.
"Because of everything you just told me. Everything you are. You're brave." She stated as if it was the simplest thing in the world.
"Well Er-..thanks." He smiled slightly, and so did she.
"I guess we better be on our way to the infirmary." Ginny said.
"Yea, I guess we better."
Preview…
"Ron? What's going on?" Hermione asked, only receiving a low mutter that sounded like "You'll see…"
A few more flights later Hermione asked again.
"Ron…where are we going?" He looked back at her, as she was following him, and smiled softly.
"In a minute."
In a little more than a minute, they approached a blank wall. They were on the 7th floor and Hermione recognized where they were, but she didn't understand.
"Ron..?" She began doubtfully. They were both facing a rather blank stone wall. All that was on it was a tapestry of dancing trolls. All of the sudden a door popped up. Ron stepped behind her and covered her eyes.
"A surprise for you Mione'." And with that they entered 'The Room of Requirement.'
INTERACTIONS BETWEEN GINNY/HARRY (SOME DRACO) AND RON/HERMIONE
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