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------------------------Chapter 22: Courage for the Gryffindor

When the Holiday ended, Draco had to come out to attend class. He sat in the back, ignoring everything, trying desperately to avoid any questions. Most of all, he wanted to avoid Ginny. He knew that she could never forgive him. How could she? Dumbledore had forgiven him, but Dumbledore was willing to forgive almost anything. Draco had been shocked though, when Harry Potter had forgiven him.

It had been after Care of Magical Creatures when Potter approached him. Malfoy had been keen to get back up to the school and shut himself in his dorm.

"Malfoy, wait."

Draco turned to look at Harry Potter. "What do you want, Potter?"

"I know you feel guilty about what happened. I am not saying that you shouldn't, but I want to thank you for helping save Ginny and destroy Voldemort," said he said.

Draco was quite taken aback. Of all people, his enemy was thanking him. "Yes, well, I cannot have Voldemort in my way when I plot world domination, can I?" said Draco with a sarcastic sneer.

"I guess you can't."

"Is there anything else?" Draco snapped.

"Yes, you need to talk to Ginny."

"Why would I need to talk to her?"

"You care about her; you admitted that to me yourself. You don't want to leave it like this."

"She won't want to talk to me."

"How do you know unless you try? It may be difficult, but you will just be miserable if you don't," said Harry Potter as he walked off. Draco was left standing with his mouth open in the middle of the hall. He knew that Potter was right, but he still didn't know how to go about it.

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Ginny sat in the library with Colin. She found it very odd, that after everything that had happened, things were normal. She hadn't experienced normal in a long time. To tell the truth, it was a bit unnerving. She still hadn't talked to Draco. She wanted to, but she didn't know how to go about it and she was definitely upset that he had betrayed her. Then again, he had helped save her life at great risk to his own.

"Are you alright?" asked Colin.

'What?" asked Ginny, having been lost in thought.

"You look very distant."

"Sorry, I just have a lot on my mind."

"Of course," said Colin with a knowing look upon his face.

"What was that look for?"

"Come on Ginny. I know you liked him and now...well I am not quite sure now."

"Well, I can tell you that is pretty much how I feel. If you don't mind though, I'd rather not talk about it."

"Alright," said Colin eyeing her warily.

Ginny would see Draco in the halls and they would avoid each other. She did not know what to think; she just knew it hurt and it hurt a lot. She knew that she needed to talk to him sometime. If she did not she knew that she would just end up being torn up inside for the rest of her life. Yet, in spite of this, she could not work up her courage to talk to him.

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ARRRRRRGGGGGG!

Draco had been flying in the Quidditch pitch one rainy, muddy night. In short, he was depressed. He had been lost in thought when a ball of mud flew up and hit him in the face. He landed quickly and started to clean the mud of his face while cursing whoever hit him. He finally looked over to see a dark figure on the other side of the pitch. He could not quite tell who it was at first, but then he made out a mop of wet red hair.

Ginny.

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A/N: I know, it is very short. What can I say, I am just not good at endings. The next chapter will sadly be the end. But, hey, I will have my first completed fan fiction (not counting one-shots). Exciting, eh? Anyway, thank you to everyone for reading and an extra special thank you to my reviewers!

--Perplexity

PS- I am really excited because I am going to see the Goblet of Fire in about three hours!