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Perhaps I can Help...

(A/N: told you I wasn't done. But you will still hate me at the end of this chap. Cookies to all reviewers can be had here http/ Cake is also available to those who could tell me my quote. http/ )

Brooklyn cracked one bloodshot blue eye. "I ain't dead yet." she whispered.

Ginny might have replied but at that moment a pale green light filled the door way. Ginny squinted. A tall man with blonde hair, striking blue eyes and an amazing pysiche (if the pants were any indication) entered the room.

GInny rose to her feet, sword still in one hand. "What do you want?" she snarled.

He held out his imaculate hands in a gesture of peace. "You seem in a bit of a rut." his voice was like a thousand harps playing in perfect harmony. "Perhaps I can help."

"No offense, but unless you can bring back people from the dead, you won't help much."

"Um, still ain't dead yet." Brooklyn replied from the floor.

"What if I can?"

"What?" Ginny and Brooklyn asked simultaneously.

The person smiled and the whole room seemed to brighten. "What if I can bring him back?"

GInny stared at him. "Who are you?"

He shrugged. "A concerned citizen."

Ginny eyed him warily. "Why would you want to help?"

His smile widened. "Because I can."

Ginny looked down at Brooklyn then at Draco. "What would it cost me?"

The man laughed, a delightful sound. "Clever girl."

Ginny smiled sadly at him. "Nothing is ever free."

"Very well. It seems silly to ask a life for a life, and I have no interest in your soul. However, I do request your memories."

GInny didn't even blink. "How many?"

"From the past six months."

GInny did a quick calculation. It would leave her just before she came to Baudilaire.

"Ginny, I forbid you to do this!"

GInny looked around at the still bleeding Brooklyn. "You're not really in a position to stop me."

She turned back to the man. "Fine, but you have to save Brooklyn as well."

The man smiled. "A selfless act," he replied, both of them ignoring Brooklyn's squalking. "In return I must give you something. There is a clause. If your young man here can get you to cooperate long enough to kiss him, you will remember everything. This information doesn't do you much good right now as you will soon forget all this. But you have your loop hole."

He turned to Brooklyn. "And as for you. I'm giving you a second chance at life. I suggest you use it. You haven't exactly been the shining pillar of virtue and I'm not just talking about this Riddle thing."

He looked back at Ginny. "You're sure about this?"

She nodded.

The blonde man left the room and stood in the hall for a second. His surroundings dissolved into a blue sky and the pearly gate. St John leaned insolently against gate.

"You really think she'll do what we want, Gabriel?"

Gabriel smiled. "I should hope so."

(A/N: Ok, Midterms start this week for college so I won't have any updates until saturday at the least. Sorry, but I have to pass my classes.)