It's never too late

OK, here's the next little songfic, based on song by Air Supply of the same name. Read and review plz!

Disclaimer: Hmm…is there a person who spends his time checking fanfictions for disclaimers? I own everything! (checks for SWAT team busting down the door) er…better not chance it! Nothing! Nothing you hear?

I suggest you put the fic on chapter alert because we've got a heck of a long way to go and I've got some really good chapters up in my sleeve (no, wait, I'm wearing a sleeveless shirt). Plus, it's nice to be able to finish a story, no?

In the meantime, check out my four-chap Christmas songfics titled "It's A Wonderful Christmas!"

Three months later.

Act 1

Take the river to the highest mountain
Take the ocean to the farthest sea
I'd take back everything I've said to hurt you
If you'd come back to me

Harry Potter stepped carefully through the dark, snowy forests of Albania, wand out in front of him. Up ahead, over the next rise, would be his destiny.

I'd bring you fire from the frozen waters
Leave a flower 'neath a fallen tree
I'd take back everything I said to scare you
Away from me

And as he crept forward slowly through the undergrowth, he knew that if he captured this one remaining Death Eater who was still championing the Slytherin Cause, he would forever reap its' benefits.

Two hands can feel so much more
That's what I'm loving you for
I was too blind to see fear was inside of me
I'm not afraid anymore

Ginny Weasley.

It's never too late, it's never too late
To forgive and forget
Tell me that it isn't over, tell me that it isn't over
I'll never hold you again

But in his heart he still worried. Just days ago Bill Weasley's home had been razed by a mighty magical fireball, and only the fact that Bill and family had been Apparating away at the time had saved them.

Draco Malfoy had also killed Mr. Weasley, and was now hunting down the Weasleys just to spite Harry and attempt to sabotage his relationship with Ginny, hoping that Harry would push Ginny away and doom their friendship.

And Harry had fallen for the trap!

If a broken wing can still be mended
Then a foolish heart can still be true
Take the river to the highest mountain
That's where I'll wait for you

He dodged the bolt of green, and blasted away with Stunners, but Malfoy blocked and deflected most of them. He was panting, they both were. It had been hours since they'd begun the duel, and Harry knew he couldn't last for long.

Not with the wound on his shoulder, where a chunk of flesh had been ripped away by a curse. Harry dodged behind a tree trunk, and hurled five different hexes over his shoulder.

Then, Apparating quickly behind Malfoy, he aimed a good Full-Body Bind at Malfoy's back. Malfoy, hearing the pop! of Harry's Apparation whirled around and hastily sent up a Shield Charm…

"Petrificus Totalus!" The jet of red broke through the other's Shield Charm, and he fell, stunned, to the ground.

Draco Malfoy panted, cursing out Harry with all his might. "You were always good at dueling. By Merlin, if I'd just break this Bind and get my wand, I'll not leave a limb of you together!" His voice rose to a shriek.

Harry smiled grimly and collected Malfoy's wand. "It's a life in Azkaban for you, friend."

Malfoy's eyes gleamed like a snake's and he hissed through clenched teeth. "It'll be to my satisfaction to see that your little Mudblood doesn't take you back. Why," and here he laughed, "she might even be banging Dean Thomas right now! He was always popular with the girls…"

Harry's blood ran cold, and he swore.

Two hearts can feel so much more
That's what I'm loving you for
The man that you tried to free
Is still locked inside of me
And your heart must open the door

As Harry left Azkaban, having made sure Draco was safely in the guards' custody, he quickly Apparated home, hoping beyond hope that the girl whose heart he had frozen – albeit for her own safety – would take him back into her arms.

It's never too late, it's never too late
To forgive and forget
Tell me that it isn't over, tell me that it isn't over
I'll never hold you again

Author's Note: Will Ginny take him back? Will the ring in Harry's pocket come to nought? Find out, in our next episode of…the Air Supply Series!