Hey guys! I know that the last chapter was sad but I tried really hard and this one is happier. Sorta. Please Read it and Review it cause I do want to know what you think. Don't just tell me it sucks, that won't help me change it to make it better. Thanks! Back to the story.

I fell to the ground and put my head on George's chest. It was not moving, but he was still warm. I had to save him. I wanted to die for him. To save him. How could there be a Fred without a George? I wracked my mind for some ancient magic to bring him back, but none came to mind. Nothing. No way out. Nothing I could do.

Malfoy was laughing. A harsh cruel laugh full of hatred and malice. A laugh proving that he was proud for what he had done. For that, he had increased his death wish ten fold. As badly as I wanted to bring back George, I wanted to kill Malfoy more.

While Malfoy continued to laugh his sickening laugh, I pulled myself off the ground. I drew my wand and prepared to kill him. At that moment when the spell was about to leave my mouth I heard Malfoy shout, "Expeliarmus!"

My wand flew into his hand and he pocketed it.

"You have been a poor ally, Lizzy. Yes, I knew it was you and I knew that you would come up with some half wit attempt to save your dear friend. You have failed him. You are the reason he is dead. If you had never shown your face in my house, I would have never planned to kill again. It is your fault."

My blood boiled and my face grew hot. I could not let my own guilt get in the way of what I wanted, needed, to do. I needed my wand. I needed to rid Malfoy from my life. I wanted him dead. I needed him dead. I needed to avenge the lives that had been lost because of me.

"Your time is over Lizzy. You should have died that night in the forest. I don't know how you survived. I don't care. Your time is over," Malfoy told me as he raised my wand.

I was unarmed. I was as good as dead. Frantically I looked around me for some way to protect myself. I was not going to die without a fight. My eye caught on a piece of wood sticking out of George's pocket. George was not able to save his life, but he would be able to save mine.

I grabbed the wand and just as I uttered, "Avada Kadavra!" I heard the same curse uttered from Malfoy's lips. The two green balls of light slammed into each other. I stood my ground holding my wand steady. Guiding the curse until it could hit its mark. Suddenly, A great golden net began to form around us, connecting our wands.

"Twin wands? I have not seen this since my Master and Harry battled in the graveyard," Malfoy said. He was shocked but I was focused. What came next were the little balls of light. Golden balls that moved along the golden strand that now connected the wands. I stared at the little balls and with all my mind power, urged them to move toward Malfoy.

Slowly, the balls inched toward him. Closer and closer until they touched the tip of his wand. From the wand poured the spirits of the people that Malfoy's wand had killed. A muggle man who said nothing, an auror whom I had never met, Mr. and Mrs. Weasly, and George. Many more flowing out of the wand like water from the tap. The spirits formed a circle around. Enclosing. Keeping us within that net.

Malfoy looked terrified. To see all the people whom he thought he had gotten rid of return to haunt must be horrible for him. None of the spirits spoke until George moved toward me.

"Lizzy? What was that spell that brough you back? My time is not yet up, and there is hope still," George said to me.

Tears flooded to my eyes as I told him the incantation. From there he spoke quickly, "All life is almost gone. Break the connection between the wands and put up your best shield, for his spell will continue its normal course."

"Don't leave me!" I yelled to Fred.

"I have to. I cannot exist as nothing more than a ghost. Break the connection. Now!"

I pulled George's wand back and shouted, "Miranda!" A great mirror formed in front of me. The ball of green light struck the mirror and pelted toward Malfoy. It struck him in the chest and he fell to the ground. He was dead. The terror was no more.

I slowly turned around and felt someone's arms around me. Fred. It had to be. I buried my face in his chest saying, "It's my fault he's dead. I'm so sorry."

"For Malfoy's death? Surely you jest?"

I looked up to see the clear blue eyes of George Weasly. My entire body warmed when I saw him. I was so happy, so filled with emotion that I could burst. Then, I felt faint. As my eyes closed I heard George say, "Lizzy? Don't leave me!" And then, nothing.