Authors Note: Sorry it took so long to update, I have been writing for a long time. I was just a little bit stuck but I foudn that when i added the new character Mark Fang, the story perked up.

Disclaimer: I think you would have to be drugged up to beleive that it is possible that I wrote Harry POtter. I mean I cannot even use simple words and have the same impact that dear JK does. I guesss I just suck!

Chapter 5

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"Oh Ginny please wake up... I miss you so much..."

"Come on Gin, I know you can do it..."

Then there is silence, I am not really sure of where I am but I do know that I can not feel my body, it's as if I have been separated from it. I feel someone else grasp my hand, I can feel the hands that are warm and comforting and vaguely familiar. I then feel a drop of water on my cheek, the person lets it slide down my pale cheeks and onto my pillow, I feel as if I am actually feeling the pain of this person, I can feel there sorrow and hurt.

"Please Ginny, I need you to wake up, I need to tell you..." the voice hiccups "I need you to know that I couldn't fight it. I wasn't strong enough to fight everyone, I, I, I am so sorry." A great weight is put on my right shoulder, I feel the stranger's body convulsing with the force of the sobs. I will myself to wake; I want to comfort the person.

Slowly my eyes begin to flutter open, my vision is blurry. Gradually my eyes begin to focus, I blink rapidly. I look to my shoulder, there is a tuft of platinum blonde hair, and I timidly reach my left hand to the head. I stroke his hair, I want him to know that I can forgive him; I want him to know that I know what he is going through.

Draco holds me tightly, I can feel his sobs through his body, and I feel so guilty. Who was I to judge what he had done, I know the feeling of having no power. But I had always thought that he was in control, I had always thought that he was on top of everything and nothing ever went wrong for him, apart from me that is.

"Draco, its okay, I, I understand" I trail off, not sure my voice is strong enough to say much more.

"I... I ... I "he breaks down, his usual composure has gone out of the window, there is just a young boy crying on my shoulder, not a man. I know that he is feeling weak from this breakdown but I also know that, that is what people need to do once in their lives. I know that personally I have cried before, I used to do it when I felt that the world was crashing in on me, that the walls of my room were closing and there was no where to escape the harsh reality that life is.

The door bursts open, I see a blur of red hair and then I can't breathe. Someone is suffocating me with a large wooly thing; Draco must have left because when I am released he is now where to be seen. I wish that he hadn't gone and that Ron hadn't burst through that door.

"Blimey Ginny, I thought I had lost you." he gushes "I thought that you were dead for sure."

I look at him confused; he thought that he had lost me for sure? I was already lost to him, when he decided that I wasn't worth it he dumped me. But now that I have done something that is front page of the newspaper worthy, he is all over me. Typical.

"Ginny, there you are! I was wondering when you were going to be waking up. You really scared us there; we thought you had died bloody brilliant though, you saving the wizarding world and all." Harry cries a strange amount of enthusiasm evident.

"That's right mate, I never thought that you could perform such magic! I mean you are just my little sister after all." Ron agrees.

I look at the two boys and I can feel the anger rising within my body. I feel cheated by them; it is as if they are treating me like a fragile doll that they worship at the moment.

"Excuse me? What the hell do you mean 'just my little sister', I am a hell of a lot smarter then you are or ever will be. I can't believe you, before this, you wouldn't have a bar of me and now that I have saved your skins you worship the ground I walk on. You two are absolutely unbelievable! You have absolutely no respect for me or for my well being!"

"Now now Gin, you know that that's not true, we love you. We merely were trying to give you some space." Harry states "You know, try to give you some time to settle in."

"I needed 4 years to settle in did I? I can not deal with this. You think that you were giving me time to settle in? I was ready to kill myself, I was ready to end everything because no one wanted me, I wasn't needed. and you are trying to make me believe that you love me and that I still need you, well I am really sorry that I have to be the one to burst you bubble but, I think I can function perfectly fine with out you" I spit. I am so disgusted in what they thought.

Harry and Ron look at each other in shock. Mutely they turn to the room; Harry leaves first, not looking back. But Ron is another matter, he turns back to me, his expression is unreadable. I don't know whether he is angry at me or disappointed? He gives me weak smile and then leaves, not another word is spoken.

I am going to scream! I need to write something or something else along those lines. I am trying hard to process everything that has happened in the last, I don't know, two hours. Nothing at all has gone right, I woke up ion a hospital, had Draco cried on me, and then the icing on the cake was the visit from Harry and Ron.

'Take this pink ribbon off my eyes
I'm exposed
And it's no big surprise
Don't you think I know
Exactly where I stand
This world is forcing me
To hold your hand
'Cause I'm just a girl, little 'ol me
Don't let me out of your sight
I'm just a girl, all pretty and petite
So don't let me have any rights'

I can't believe that they thought that just because I was a girl I couldn't do what they have been doing, and then Ron says that I obviously couldn't have done it just because I am his little sister. But seriously does that guy have a twig as a brain because I know I am a damn lot smarter then he, and that I could whip Potter in a duel. I may not look it but I have done so much more that he can even imagine when the dark lord is involved. I mean no, he wouldn't have been in love with him at all.

I awake the next morning feeling refreshed. I think I can go home today, hopefully! After four different doctors coming in to visit me, Mungo's gives me the all clear, and I can go home. Well back to Hogwarts anyway.

I floo back to the school, I end up in Dumbledore's office. Great just the place I didn't want to be, so predictable. I quietly walk through the doors, hoping to make it to the gargoyles before he notices that I am back, I don't really want to speak with him, and he is quite pushy.

"Miss Weasley, it is so great to see you in full health." Dumbledore's voice echoes through the office.

"Thank-you sir." I say hoping by the tone of my voice he can see that I want to go.

"You may go back to your dorm right after we have sorted through a few things," he twinkles "I realize Mr. Malfoy and yourself had a falling out, as you young people would say. There has been a new student arrive to Hogwarts and they have received your old dorm. The staff of the school has decided though, that you should be re-sorted. This is unusual, but you have had such dramatic changes that we feel you may have changed as a person. This sorting will occur next week, until then you must stay in the Slytherin dorm, you will not be boarding with Mister Malfoy anymore, there will be a dorm for you alone."

I stare back at him; I am still trying to understand half of what he just said. I don't want to be re-sorted, I am fine in Gryffindor, and well at least my family is fine there. I just don't know, but I have to live in the Slytherin Common Room, why couldn't the new student do that? Why do I? And for that matter, who is this new student, I already don't like them.

I leave the office in a daze, I really don't understand anything. Because of my catatonic state, I fail to recognize the fact that there is someone barreling toward me. I fall to the ground in a clump. I squeeze my eyes shut trying to wish away the pain in my butt.

"Who the hell do you think you are? Ever heard of watching where you go?" I snap, I guess you could say that I wasn't very happy with being pushed to the ground.

"Ginny?" the male voice replies.

"That would be my name, please refrain from wearing it out." I wish I could rewind what I just said as I look up at the face of who ran into me.

"Wow, feisty aren't we?"

"Mark? Oh my god! I had no idea! I am so sorry!" I lunge at Mark, grabbing him into a giant hug; I feel his arms encircle my waist. I take such a comfort being in his arms, his large chest is warm and I feel safe.

"Miss me?"

"Is it possible to not miss you? I had no idea you were coming!" I gush, still trying to wrap my head around the fact that Mark Fang was at the school! Wearing uniforms at that! His chest moves as he laughs.

"Well, I got a letter from that headmaster, what's his name? Dumblebore?"

"Dumbledore" I correct.

"Yeah that's the ticket. Anyway, I got a letter from him telling me you saved some people from some bad guy and I immediately thought I should come and soak up all your glory."

"What if I wanted the glory?"

"I know that you don't. You must forget who I am, I am THE Mark fang," he smiles as I laugh "I just wanted to make sure you were okay and then the next thing I knew, I was here and you weren't, I had some weird guys, one of which looked vaguely like you, telling me that you were at the hospital and that I better leave you alone."

"Oh..."

"Yeah, but I think if you look at the guys, you might see a few unusual bruises, and you have to promise me right now that you know it wasn't me. They just seemed to slip down the stairs when I gave the congratulatory punches on the back."

I cringe as I picture Ron and Harry with weird bruises across their faces, and then smile as I see them falling down stairs screaming and crying, that I have to say would have been the funniest things ever and I am very sorry that I missed it.

Mark grabs me by the arm and begins to lead me toward the dungeons, as we walk he explains how I am going to be boarding with him and how Dumbledore wanted to surprise me by not saying anything. I think back to when I met Mark and smile.

I was six and he was seven, his parents had lost him and he was wandering around Diagon Alley on his own. He walked, now walk wouldn't be the right word, he sauntered over toward my family. He then opened his mouth and began talking, and then me being the rude little six year old that I was pointed out that he talked funny. We hit off right after that, he was telling me all about how he was from Australia, and how his family had just moved there. We then discovered that the twins and his older sister were in the same year, they also met on the same day and we all would hang out during the holidays.

I may not have seen Mark in a while but we wrote to each other, we I wrote to him, he rarely wrote to me because of his mother who didn't believe that we should be friends because he was a year older than me and believed it to be unhealthy. My parents never really knew that he was older as he was always smaller then me, but now when I look at him he has grown up to be quite attractive.

His black hair falls into his eyes and his almost black eyes have a smoky look to them. He has an olive complexion that is nearly flawless, apart from the adorable freckle on his right cheek. He has perfectly straight and white teeth and dresses really well. At the moment he is wearing a pair of dark blue denim jeans with a pair of black chucks, he has on a green t-shirt that says Cheese is a person too in yellow print. He still has slightly Australian accent but sounds a lot more British then he ever did.

We walk to our room, turn up the muggle CD player that he brought with him full boar and lay on the bed. We don't say anything because we never have to, we are communicating by just sitting there, with both feel relaxed together and we like to relish on this fact. That is not to say that we don't talk, we talk a lot, sometimes people can not get us to shut up, but we are best friends and we need to be quiet sometimes and just enjoy each others company.

We managed to lose track of time and when we looked at the clock, we had four minutes before lunch began. Hurriedly we rushed to find our shoes and ran out of the room. I felt slightly dumb, for lack of a better word, that I had almost missed my first lunch back from hospital. It is weird and totally uncharacteristic, but I actually felt excited. Then it hit me, this was the old me.

When I killed Tom I must have let go of the old me, I must have realized that I am who I am, and no matter what I will always have that. I am really enjoying this new feeling, I am glad that I finally am feeling like something, depression isn't as fun as it is cracked up to be.

I decide that the moment is in need of a twirl. So I just do that, I twirl and I feel so free. Mark smiles and watches me dance around the corridor, he must have been told about what had been happening. I run back to him and grab him around the waist and pull him with me, soon both of us are dancing toward the great Hall, I can see the other students staring and pointing at us and for first time in a long time, I don't care.

Our dance ends when Mark twirls me and trips over his feet and goes crashing down to the ground. I run back to him unable to control my laughter. He pulls me to the ground and we laugh together, by the end both of us are bright red and trying to gasp for air. Students are walking past and snickering, we point at them and begin to laugh harder, we can't help it!

Finally we regain some sort of composure and enter the hall, we see people turn to stare at us. We begin to walk toward the Slytherin table but then I whisper in his hear and we run to the table, grab our lunch and run to the back wall. We sit down and begin our picnic. People are staring and when Snape enters, he struggles to hide a smile. Then a timid Ravenclaw comes up and asks if she can join us because her friends are being horrid to her. We reply that she may and we talk and laugh. I haven't had this much fun in a while. By the time the bell for the end of lunch is rung, we have almost the entire Ravenclaw and Hufflepuff table sitting with us, a handful of Gryffindor and a select few Slytherins.

We all drag ourselves off the ground and head to our classes. This is when I think of Draco, I hadn't had a chance to even mentally say his name. I then realize that I hadn't seen him at all in the Great Hall, I begin to worry, where was he?

I remember that Marks next subject is potions; he will be having it with Draco. I decided that after the class is over I will talk to him. Luckily for me the classes pass quickly, I am too busy with my own thoughts to even consider what happens to a frog when you drop it in a potion. I run to catch up with Mark when I see him waltzing down a random hallway.

"Mark, can you do me a favor?" I breathe, trying to regain my breath after my little run.

"What?"

"Can you tell me if Draco was in your potions class today?"

"Why the hell would you want to know if he was there, he is a prick, a giant turd an absolute dickhead?"

"Well, you see..." I trail off, I would have kept on explaining but Mark is glaring at me.

"No! You see I don't want you to hang out with him. Do you understand?" he snaps, I have never seen him like this, usually he lets me do whatever I want, it is really weird that he is telling me what to do. I am to be truthful quite sacred, but I am no going to let him tell me what to do.

"NO, I don't understand! Why can't I?"

"Because I said NO!"

"THAT IS NOT GOOD ENOUGH!" I yell.

"I DON'T WANT YOU HANG OUT WITH HIM BECAUSE HE IS, WELL, HE IS MY brother."

Authors Notes:

HA! You totally weren't expecting that were you? I knew that I would have you there. And just so you all know, the little bit of lyrics that Ginny wrote was actaully called 'Just a Girl' by the fabulous No Doubt!

I have always wanted to include an Australian and now it has happened!

I am so excited I don't have to go to school on Monday and Tuesday because I have Melbourne Cup weekend! That means I might be able to update again, might being the opperative word!

Thank you every one!!

tOtAlLyxXxrUfUs!

Oh and if you can remember what movie the term 'rufus' is from I will give you a cyber cookie!!!!