A/N: Yeah I know the title doesn't really make sense but eh. I really wanted to finish this chapter. It is a bit long, but hope you like the ending. Yes I do know my grammar is probably TERRIBLE in this chapter, but I just had to finish it. I didn't want you guys waiting for more than a week. It looks like it's now going to be weekly updates, I know I used to have updates in a few days but this is the best I can do, sorry. :)

Chapter Twenty-One: Death Cannot Escape Us

Spending at least fifteen minutes running through the forest looking for a white flower with a mahogany stem, Draco was becoming tired very fast. It was almost impossible to try to avoid any other plants on an island that was never inhabited before. Knowing that the entire island was poisonous, he tried his best to not disturb any other plant. About a mile into the forest he was able to find the plant, and carefully trying not to touch any other plants he crept closer.

There was a large bush behind the plant and as he approached it he heard a small grunt. Positive that he would never make such an offensive grunt he slowly looked up to see what made the offending noise. The creature resembled and was probably related to the almost-extinct Erumpent's. In Care of Magical Creatures, before the daft half-giant took over, they learned about Erumpents. They were large beasts that looked like a rhinoceros. Since it was a magical creature, it's horn contains a fluid that explodes on contact. This creature, looked almost exactly like an Erumpent, but it was a much smaller version. It was not a baby creature, for it's horn was fully grown and looked very dangerous.

For a few moments Draco froze and his stomach lurched. That thing in Care of Magical Creatures got at least four X's. He crouched as low as possible, so as not to disturb the animal, and quietly tugged at the plant. Unfortuantly, this plant had deep roots and since he was not sure whether it was the actual petals, or the roots, or something else he needed, he had to get the whole thing. It was being a very tough plant. He now hated Sprout and her dreary plants. Angry, he put his wand back in his pocket, and using both his hands he pulled at the plant. As the plant let loose he fell backwards. Cautiously, he got up in a low position and glanced at the creature. It was not paying any amount of attention towards him. That was a good thing, because he would never even want some creature to see what was just doing. No Malfoy would purposely get dirt. Using a quick cleaning charm he tried to clean himself up. The charm only worked halfway and he cursed himself, he would have to once again look filthy in front of the idiots. Draco also needed to take a shower. However, at this time he had something else to do.

He walked away from the creature and as soon as he was out of it's sight, he began to sprint. As soon as he reached the shore he paused to catch his breath. Both of his hands on his knees, he was gulping air, for he did not want Potter or Weasel to know that he sprinted through a poisonous forest either. However, as soon as he looked up he received a blow on his face. Falling backwards he sat there in the sand trying to collect his thoughts.

"Where the hell have you been, Ginny is dying!" Ron said angrily, he rolled up his sleeves so that he could make another mark on the interloper's face.

This time, Draco did not get up to fight. Raising his hand forward he rudely stated, "You can't even harm a flobberworm, you really think you can injure me? You already know that I can take both you and Potter. I know she's dying, that's why I found the cure." Without another word, he stood up to brush off the sand on his robes and walked calmly towards the girl's tent. He was seething with anger, for that was unexpected and very un-Gryffindor, but he knew that with his actions he would just anger the Weasley in a much better way.

When he heard that Draco had found the cure, the first thing he wished to do was to find out what it was. For if Malfoy had the cure, who knows if Ginny would live or not? Ron quickly ran up to Malfoy and demanded the cure. Draco shrugged him off and walked in a quicker pace, which Ron soon matched. Angry that Ron was following him Draco took out his wand and cursed him, using the same curse he originally intended on Potter when they first fought, but once again the curse turned into the painful black curse that poisoned the veins. Draco had aimed the curse at Ron's neck, and this slowed Ron down. The pain that Ron was experiencing was excruciating and he quickly tried to find Harry.

Right before Draco entered the tent, he turned around and said, "Never annoy me again." He took the curse off of Ron, who breathed in relief. Ron took out his wand to throw a curse back at Malfoy, but Draco put up the flower as a shield. Ron lowered the wand, knowing that if he had cursed the flower Ginny might die. Instead he ran inside before Draco could step in and he sat next to Ginny.

The girl was lying on her bed, becoming very pale. Harry was stroking her hair, the poor girl was trying her best to breathe but it was very difficult for her. Hermione sat at the center of the bed holding Ginny's hand. The room itself now had a morbid look to it, with the lifeless girl at its center. Draco took out the page he ripped from the book and saw that all they could do was position the flower so that she could inhale its antidote. The book didn't say how long it would take. Draco took the flower and placed it as close as he could to her, he used a sticking charm so that it could stay on her bosom. Ron and Harry didn't seem to notice that he had run through the forest to find this flower, he had almost risked his life again. They were both oblivious to the fact that Draco was starting to obtain a new obsession.

He stepped out of the tent to just walk around, Draco wanted to start moving again. He stretched out for a while and then heard a rustle of the tent, four footsteps meant two people had come out.

"Ron told me that you used that 'death charm' on him. The same one you used against me. You don't have any excuse now." Harry said approaching Draco in a threatening manner.

"We are tired of the way you have been treating us. We allowed YOU to stay with us, it isn't the other way around," Ron continued.

Draco ignored them and started walking around the island interested in the small insects that were walking on a log. He used his wand to pick some of them up and started swirling them around in a circle.

"Malfoy, we dislike it when you try to demean us. You came to us in your hour of need. And this is how you treat us in return."

Turning around Malfoy decided to throw in a snide remark so the two of them would leave him alone. He had just saved their little sister, now what was there to be angry about? However, the boys didn't allow him to reply and instead threw a punch at his stomach. Making a noise he never thought he was able to, he was not able to shield himself from another blow. The second blow was too his head and he fell.

Hermione had heard the noise from inside the tent, and taking her wand from her room she decided to do something about it. Some spells were starting to come back to her. She tried to use one spell directed at Harry, but all that happened was wine started to shoot out in the air. Since she was far away, the liquid didn't even touch Harry. Searching deep in her memory she remembered three curses, that were terrible, but she couldn't remember what they could do.

"AVADA KE-"

"-NO" Ron said turning around toward Hermione. The spell of course didn't work, because you would need the strength and knowledge of what the curse did to be able to perform it. When Ron had turned around Draco had gotten up and took his wand out to throw a curse at Ron's back. Harry at the same time tried an Expelliarmus spell, but it had failed.

"No! Imperio!" Hermione said and the spell shot out at Draco. No one would be able to tell, even weeks later, how Hermione was able to perform such a spell but it had worked. Maybe it was the island's fault that made some spells stronger then they were supposed to be, while other spells very weak.

Draco stopped midway and put his wand back in his pocket. He just stood there staring at Ron. Ron turned around and laughed. Harry was a little confused but decided to join in at the laughter when Draco's vacant stare would not change. It was pretty funny.

"How come he isn't fighting it? Don't you think that would be something they learn in Death Eater School?" Ron said amazed.

Hermione was utterly confused; she did not know what she did. She didn't know what kind of curse it was she had used.

"Hermione think 'I love Muggles.' Try to think Draco should say that," Hermione gave him a confused look and then he said, "Well this is a fun curse, though you shouldn't use it often for it is still a curse Hermione. Whatever you think Draco should do he will do."

Hermione who finally understood what the curse meant for a moment thought it was not a good curse, but then she decided that since she didn't know much it might as well be a fun curse. She started to do what Draco said, and Draco even under the influence of the curse could not hide his pure hatred for the mudblood. Hermione forced him to smile, and since it was forced it looked very eerie. Then she asked him to say 'I love Muggles.'

Now Draco was fighting the curse with utmost concentration. He would never say this, but the curse that was thrown at him was very strong, "I lo…. I love….I lo," he kept repeating, trying to fight the curse.

Harry and Ron started to roll with laughter. This was a sight to be seen! Draco with the most daunting grin ever, trying not to confess his love for muggles. His grin turned fierce at the sight of Harry and Ron and with even more concentration than before he started to shout, "I lo, I lov, I LOATHE MUGGLES." The force of this rebellion threw Hermione backwards, but it did not injure her. Harry and Ron collapsed with laughter and Draco walked angrily towards the tent. He decided to take a shower.

After his shower, he went to check up on Ginny. The girl was no longer in her tent, meaning either they were going to collapse the tent or Ginny was cured. He ran outside for both reasons, and soon enough the tent started to collapse. Ginny was levitating above the ground, with a few shields being put up on her.

"Hermione said that we should start going. She said something about Parkinson, but I don't really think she understand what she is talking about," Ron said a little gleefully. Since the last incident with Draco he decided to be a little more amiable towards him, just a little. For being gleeful when Malfoy was embarrassed, was probably one of the more heavenly days in life.

As soon as everybody was ready they all started to walk. Harry and Ron stood between Hermione. Ginny was levitating behind the two. The shield charms they had used were powerful for those who needed to be taken care of. It was only used for emergencies during the war, for it did weaken the caster. Harry and Ron, however, did not show any sign of weakness, for either their spirits were high or they were just lucky with the island magic. At the back was of course Malfoy, who was given the duty to make sure Ginny didn't bump into any trees. Although he was angry at Harry and Ron, he decided since Ginny was not awake he should not bother them. He was lying before, when he said he could take the two of them, and noticing the ugly brusies that were started to develop he did not wish to get into another physical confrontation. At least not for a few days. They continued on for at least ten miles when Malfoy noticed from behind that the rocks up ahead were familiar.

Evening was approaching, but they continued on the examine the area around the rocks. Malfoy found the exact spot where he had landed, there was some dry blood and some pieces of his robe. They looked to see where Pansy had landed, but no one had saw anything. Hermione looked at the blood horrified. She did not know what a portkey was, but whatever that thing was it must have been gruesome.

Harry and Ron tried to use some locater charms, some of them would not work, and others would point towards the ocean. There was no sign that Pansy landed in the ocean, for the waters were at least half a mile away. For an hour Draco searched around the rocks for any sign, and sign at all that would lead to his friend. There was nothing. Nothing in him seemed to be worried either. For some reason, he was more worried about the safety of himself and the girl, then of Pansy's whereabouts. Of course he was worried for Pansy, but only that much which his Slytherin heart would allow him. At the same time his Slytherin self told him that if Pansy were missing, than this island was far more dangerous than it already seemed to be.

He returned to where Ginny was safely laying. Ron and Harry had set her down where they would easily be able to access her if she were in any danger, and the place itself didn't look dangerous. They did not take off the shielding charms though. Throughout the day the girl was gaining her life back, and the paleness that had once taken over her face had turned into a more fresh vibrant color. She was still unconscious, but it looked as if any time soon she would regain consciousness. Draco sat next to her, and in a way that Harry and Ron could not see, he watched her.

Harry and Ron had not given up looking for Pansy. Although they did not like the wretch, it would not be right to not search for the missing girl. Lifting a few rocks they searched for clues, but it was as if she had just disappeared. About forty yards from where Draco had landed Harry found something. A pool of blood and a familiar scarf startled him. The girl was dead.

A few yards away Draco turned to look at Ginny's face. She yawned and finally opened her eyes. The girl was alive.