Disclaimer: I don't own J.K. R.'s stuff.

A/N: YES! I am going to finish this story this weekend! I don't have to torture my beloved readers another week!

buffyandspike-4ever- I know, I am evil, I actually have an alter-ego named Lynn who's evil and she kills people and she's a death eater and...wow. I am such a loser. Anyway, here's the chapter for you, you get to find out wich of those possiblilities happen! OH! I am soo excited! I better start now before I have a heart attack.

harrypotterchick4ever- Here it is, and yes, Draco and Ginny are together. I love them too. Thanks for your reveiw!

-Sick House-

Ginny and Draco were waiting anxiously in an open feild with thousands of other people, here to fight. The Death Eaters were coming, and their leader was with them, coming to get Harry Potter. They all waited, hating the silence more than they could ever hate the terrified screams that would soon be going around them. Suddenly, there was a huge army in front of them, a huge army of Death Eaters. Ginny felt her adrenilin going, she was excited, they were going to win, they had to win.

Draco kissed her lightly, telling her he loved her, and she did the same, she coudln't think of life with out him. If he were to to die in this battle, she would surely die herself. That's when it started. flashes of light and people falling and screaming, the Final Battle had begun, it was time to fight.

Ginny was running all over the place, doging and blocking and firing. They couldn't get her, she was fast, and she was deadly. Draco was the same, besides her, they were a team, a team that would bring down anything that was thrown in their way.

That's when she saw them. All of them. There. Here. Fighting. Harry, Hermione, Ron, and the rest of her family. Fighting just as she was. They were oblivious to the fact that she was there too. That she was fighting. That she was hiding away in Ireland. Ginny ducked as a curse flew towards her, and that's when they were gone. She couldn't see them. More troops had come to the front and had separated them. It was a releif really, that they wouldn't know she was here. But that releif quickly turning into dread when she realized that Draco was no longer next to her. She felt suddenly sick, weak, and powerless. What if he was hurt? But she forced herself not to think of that, she put all her energy into fighting.

Three hours later

Ginny had not found Draco. The number of people were down, and there was not so much of a crowd. Most of the Death Eaters had either flown or died, but a great many were still here. Someone had to defeat their leader, only then would the war be over, and only then would we win the battle. Ginny ran around, she had spotted her family again, but Harry had not been with them, he had probably gone off on his own to find Voldemort. She ran on, frantically, she was really worried about Draco now. She stopped dead when she saw the scene in front of her.

It was away from the other people. No one was aware of what was happening. No one but Ginny. Voldemort was there, facing Harry, and Draco was there too. Ginny watched with growing terror as Harry was disarmed. Draco summoned a sword, seeing as Harry refused to take his wand. Luckily, Harry accepted the sword. Voldemort laughed, he laughed and laughed, Ginny couldn't hear what was being said, but it couldn't be good.

Harry dove towards Voldemort with the sword. Voldemort sent curses at him, but Draco blocked them for Harry. The amusement on Volemort's face turned to astonishment as the sword peirced his chest. He fell over, dead forever.

Ginny saw Draco relax and she ran forward. Harry took the sword out of Voldemort's chest, smirking, Draco said something that Ginny coudln't hear, and then fell over. The sword was now in his stomach. Ginny screamed with out knowing it. She reached Harry and cursed him, uncontiously. She had killed the Chosen One, just as he had killed the one she had chosen. Ginny threw herself on the ground, hugging Draco, crying.

"Ginny...I love you...goodbye..."

"NO!" Ginny screamed, "NO, NO NO! YOU WILL NOT LEAVE ME! YOU WILL LIVE!"

But no matter how loud Ginny screamed, Draco's breath came harder, and his heart beat softer. He went completely limp in her arms and she cried. She cursed the world, she cursed the war, and most of all, she cursed, Harry Potter, the boy who lived. The boy who she had been prepared to give her whole heart to years ago. The boy who made her life more like death everyday. It wasn't worth it now. The only thing that had made living worth while had been Draco, and he was gone.

Ginny pulled the sword from Draco's stomach. She put her head back and screamed, then thrust the sword gracefully into her own heart.

I'm coming, Draco's angel spoke to him as he made his journey up to heaven, I'm coming with you...

A/N: sniffle, sniffle Wow, I knew it was going to happen, I knew it since the begining, and yet, it's so much more touching than I expected it to be now that it's in writing. cries I hope all of you liked it. It was a great surprise...I think. I hope. But that's just me, a story isn't good if there isn't a good, sad, death. Please reveiw, but don't kill me!