Author's note: My fanfic account is being very limiting... It won't let me upload... So I'm just going ahead and starting with chapter 27... I hope you like this one, because it is going to be very exiting! This one is going to be a long one... and pretty angsty mostly in the middle...And, I'm going to be making this a bit jumpy... so it's going to have an important scene, then the next scene might take place a week or even months later... I hope it wont bother anyone... So, read on I guess!

Chapter Twenty-Seven

The blond haired man turned around slowly, revealing his features. Once Ginny got over how much he looked like Draco, she finally was able to concentrate on the differences.

Firstly, his eyes were abnormally pure black, and his teeth were pointed. He was much taller, almost seven foot, and his skin was beyond pale, it was white.

"No my child, my name is Luthedore." he stated, letting his rich voice flow out of his mouth. Ginny stood up wobbly, and stared at him in confusion. "I am the God of Life, and you are my earth child."

Ginny stepped closer to him, and he held his hand out for her. "Come to me Virginia." he said with a sly smile. Ginny reached her hand out to grasp his, in some sort of hypnotized fate. As her finger tips almost made contact with his skin, she heard a strange whoosh sound, and an arrow flew past her shoulder and struck in his shoulder.

He jumped back, and looked down at the golden arrow imbedded in his 'flesh', with annoyance. He pulled it out, and looked around to the trees. "Ah my dear, what a pleasure to have you here!" he yelled out, and Ginny followed his gaze and was startled to see the form of the Goddess leap put of a fifty foot high tree, and land on the ground with one hand, and flip herself to crouching on both her feet, soundlessly. She was wearing a strange clothing, which Ginny thought looked rather like something like she had seen in her history of magic text book. It was what the Holy Goddesses wore for battle. She had a bow in hand; it was pure silver, except the swirling patterns of gold. The arrows in her quiver were much the same, except were mostly gold, with silver patterns. She looked fierce, especially with the furious gaze she wore.

"You know the rules Luthedore!" she hissed.

"Rules are meant to be broken! You would know that!" he sneered, it was now that Ginny broke out of her trance, and saw that he was truly frightening, she backed up slowly, but her feet would not let her turn away from the battle of wits between the two Holy beings.

"Not these!" she spat back in return. Before Ginny could even comprehend what had happened, Luthedore had thrown the arrow at lightening speed towards Clywynn's head. It erupted in a burst of flame and dissolved into ash before it hit her. "Enough of these petty games!"

"Oh darling, you know how I love to play." He replied, while throwing a wave of energy at her. It went directly around her and she looked at him skeptically.

"Your energy can't harm me, it has been set down like this for ages." she informed.

He grinned sadistically and responded. "I can't harm you, but I can her." Ginny was too confused to comprehend what he was saying, but she saw him raise his arm towards her in slow motion.

Clywynn looked towards him, then from her back white wings burst out, about three meters wide, each one. She dove in front of the next assault of needles being thrown through the air. They struck her in the neck, face, shoulder, chest and wings, with enough force to kill any mortal. She was thrown to the ground by the force, but stood up, pulling them out angrily. She started growling under her breath, and yelled out in a language Ginny couldn't understand.

Luthedore yelled in response, using the same language. Clywynn's wings expanded as wide as they would go and Luthedore spurt his own from his back, his being a chestnut brown. He glared darkly at his counterpart and shot up to the air in flight. Clywynn shot up after him, and once she was a fair height in the air, she turned and shot an arrow towards the ground. Ginny looked up, and saw it coming straight for her at lightning speed.

She vainly covered her head with her hands, and she felt the arrow make contact. It wasn't painful of sharp, in fact as it made contact it practically melded into Ginny as if it were made of a warm light. The light flashed blindingly, and next thing Ginny knew, she was sitting up in her bed sweating and panting heavily.

Ginny spent three minutes trying to regulate her breath as she realized she had come in contact with the God who she learned was called Luthedore. She also realized that it wasn't a vision, because she still had flecks of ash on her from the encounter. She shivered, and decided that four in the morning would be a perfect time for a shower.

She walked in the washroom and stopped when she looked in the mirror properly for the first time in a while. She didn't look like she had a few months ago, now her face was gaunt, she had bags under her eyes that wouldn't leave, no matter how much she slept. Her face had paled, and her freckles stood out. Her eyes looked dull, and her hair looked limp. Ginny glared at her reflection as if it was its own fault, then she showered, washing her hair thoroughly to clean the ask out. For some reason she stayed in there for a long time, scrubbing herself clean multiple times, so that her skin was becoming irritated and turning bright red. She finally got out of the shower when the watered started getting cold. She wrapped a towel around herself and walked back into the dorm, noting how the morning light was filtering through the windows. She changed into some track pants and a skin tight spaghetti top. She had an idea to keep her mind off everything, especially the boredom that planted itself permanently in her mind.

She left the common room, and walked down the empty halls, and made her way all the way down to the Quidditch pitch, where she began running. She did two and a half laps before bending over and placing her hands on her knees for support. She waited until her pants subsided, and she jogged lightly to help her cramps.

She finally decided to head back up to the common room, certain that no one would be awake on a Saturday morning. When she made it into the common room, she first was met with the absolute silence, until she heard the scratching of a quill on parchment. She turned her head to the source, and found Hermione surrounded like usual, by a pill of textbooks. She looked up at hearing someone enter, and her eyes widened slightly when she saw Ginny.

She stood up and walked over to her with a worried look. "Ginny, you're out of breath, and your cheeks are flushed! What's wrong?" she asked rather stupidly in Ginny's opinion, but she just glared and shoved Hermione out of her way, pushing her hand on Hermione's face, causing her to stumble back in surprise. Before she could recover, Ginny was already up the stairs and in her dorm.

She lay on the bed with her hands behind her head. 'I've done it.' she stated in her head. 'I have accepted it. Draco left, I'm not going to hold that against him. He did what he had to do. I'm not going to keep being depressed just because the person I love left with no real explanation or even a goodbye..." she thought cynically optimistic. 'Though I have gotten used to being isolated, I don't think that is going to change...' and with that last thought, she finally fell into a peaceful sleep.

Now that Ginny wasn't depressed or sad, her pessimistic attitude had grown and her months of seclusion from everyone had hardened her feelings for the world. She wasn't going to be a happy child.

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Ginny woke up to the sound of girlish giggling, and that was, in her mind, the worse thing to wake up to... Especially for her. She sat right up, and grabbed her wand from the night table, and hissed three silencing spells at the three make-up doing wenches in her dorm. She sat up, stood up and walked out, leaving them with the impossible task of reversing the spell, which they needed words to speak the incantation.

She was still wearing her tight black shirt, and her, coincidentally enough, dark green track pants, when she waked down the hall to breakfast. She didn't even notice she hadn't worn any shoes, let alone socks. She picked a spot at the Gryffindor table and the people near her saw the angry glint in her eyes, so they moved away from her. She stuffed carrot in her mouth and bit into it violently. People all around were staring at her curiously, not having seen any sign of life in her eyes since the day she had stood on the table and tried yelling at everyone.

Ginny finished her carrot, but didn't take anything else. She stayed in her seat for twenty minutes staring people down who looked at her. Her brother finally came into the hall, and took a place beside her, being fairly startled to see her, seeing as how she was rarely seen on weekends.

"Hey Ginny!" he said cautiously. "How are you?" he asked, knowing he wouldn't get a response.

"Peachy." she replied for the first time in a very long time. Ron's mouth opened slightly then he closed it and smiled. He didn't know what else to say though, so he stayed silent... That is, until she broke it. "Ron, I want back on the team..." she said turning to him.

"Course Gin, I actually was getting a little worried about the team... That fourth year isn't all that good... Unless you wanted to try Seeker since... Well... Harry is gone..." his gaze darkened when he said his name.

"I'll stick with Chaser." she replied, giving him a slight smile, feeling bad for him having to endure her for the past months.

"Hey, the match is tomorrow, so I should probably go tell Nick..." he said, then got up and went to talk to the soon-to-be crestfallen Nicholas.

Ginny smiled as she thought of how amusing this game was going to be, especially since it was against Ravenclaw, so she felt no need to hold back.

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The team was sitting in the change room, getting the pep talk form Ron. Ginny was twirling her broom in her hands, watching the light bounce of the silver band on the black wood. She hadn't been riding since the time Draco had gotten her, her new broom.

Ron finally let the team out and they flew up in the air to do a few lapse around the pitch. The Ravenclaw's soon joined in, and Madame Hooch blew the whistle, signaling everyone to get in position.

Ginny took hers, and couldn't help but smirk a bit. The snitch was let out, then the bludgers, then the quaffle was thrown and the game had begun.

The Gryffindor center player, hit the red ball sideways to Ginny, and she snatched it out of the air, bolting to the goal hoops of the other team. She weaved effortlessly through the opposite players, and she threw the ball hard at the center hoop, sending it flying through the Keepers fingertips. The team went to congratulate her, but she was already flying back into position.

The other team had the ball, and they were flying towards Ginny. They swerved around her easily, but that was only because Ginny had let them. As soon as they got past her, she did a one eighty and sped up to fly right beside them. They glanced at her cautiously, and as they tried to veer away, she grabbed the nose of their broom tightly with her right left hand. She sneered at them, and they had a panicked looking in their eyes before Ginny leaned back and began doing a back-flip. They were unprepared for it, so once upside down, they let go of the quaffle and grabbed the broom handle frantically. Ginny let go of their broom, and snatched the ball, flying off in the opposite direction, still upside down. Once she got a good twenty feet, she turned right ways up, and pushed the broom to full speed, scoring the second goal for the team.

Ravenclaw had the ball once again, and they tried passing it, but were intercepted by Gryffindor. They took the quaffle and the other two chasers passed the ball back and forth until they finally scored again.

Once again, Ginny stole the ball, and sped off towards the goal hoops, dodging many bludgers while she was at it. This time two of the rival chasers tried to intercept her. They tried to stick her between the two of them, and they both were side by side with her, but not for long. Ginny moved the ball to her right arm, and used her now free left arm, to elbow her opponent in the nose, it started gushing blood, and Ginny figured by the crack she felt, it was broken. She moved the ball back to her left arm, and grabbed the nose of her other opponents broom. She yanked it upwards violently, and sent them falling off it. Lucky for them, they were living distance from the ground. Ginny didn't look back as she threw the broom away. She flew towards the Keeper, and they paled, then quick thinking, they got out of her way as she threw the ball in the left hoop. The score was now forty/ nothing and the snitch had yet to be seen.

The Ravenclaws were getting angry, since the obvious fouls had not been seen by the referee. Ginny made another few amazing goals, causing the third player of the team to be removed as she purposely baited the Beaters, and when they sent a bludgers at her, she ducked and it hit the other Beater in the leg, possibly breaking it, because he had to be removed from the game.

Ten minutes later, the score had changed to 120-30, and the snitch had finally been spotted. Cho Chang and Colin Creevy were speeding around the pitch, and after a good three minutes, they both lost sight of it. Ginny groaned, already bored. The quaffle was passed to her, and she flew off towards the other end, moderately slowly, since the other team was afraid to get in the way. She threw it lightly in the hoop, yawned and flew back to her side. Another few goals, and Ginny managed to take out the third chaser after they called her a 'cum sucking whore'. That got Ginny furious, so she rammed into them from the side, breaking one rid, and knocking them off their broom, even when they didn't have the ball, and a penalty was finally called. The other team scored, but Ginny couldn't care less.

The snitch was seen again, another heated race for it, and Colin in the end, managed to catch it. The whistle was blown, and the Gryffindors raced over to congratulate him, Ginny on the other hand, turned away from the pitch, and started to fly down to the change room. She would have made it, had a vindictive Ravenclaw player not sent a flying bludgers. It clipped her in the side of the head, and she let go of her broom, falling seven feet to the ground. She heard the crowd 'booing' and shouting in disgust at the player, and Madame Hooch blowing her whistle furiously.

But before anyone even got near Ginny, she stood up quickly, not caring about the blood coming from the side of her head, and her ear. She narrowed her eyes lividly. Madame Hooch had already gotten herself and the player on the ground, and Ginny marched over to them. The referee looked at her sympathetically, but was shoved to the ground by the bleeding girl. She lunged at the player, who was later found out to be a seventh year by the name of David.

She punched him in the stomach and kneed him in the groin violently, before punching him in the eye. She pushed him on the ground and kicked him in the stomach twice, before Madame Hooch had gotten up, and was yanking her away. Ginny spit on him, but didn't resist. She was dragged away, and when she noticed the Slytherin section of the crowd was cheering her on, she held her chin up and smirked, raising her free hand in victory, that made them cheer even louder.

This was by far one of Ginny's best days in a while.

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Christmas came sooner than Ginny thought possible; time seemed to have flown by. She had her trunk packed and she was standing on the platform, hugging her coat closer as the snow floated through the air. Although Ginny had accepted Draco leaving, Christmas seemed to cause needles of pain in her chest. They had such plans for the holiday season.

Her used-to-be favorite holiday now filled her with nothing. No careless joy or warm family thoughts. She wanted it to be over, and it had barely started. The train finally pulled into the station, and Ginny pushed through the crowds to get on before the compartments were all taken. She found her own in the back of the train, and she locked it, then took her coat off, using it as a blanket, then fell asleep for a few hours, waking as the train pulled into Platform Nine and Three Quarters.

She spotted her mother through the crowd and she made her way over, reaching her just as Ron had. She was quickly enveloped in a bone crushing hug, and she took a large inhale of air as she was let free, and she saw her mother do the same for her son. They finally had their greetings, and they made their way to the apparation point, and since Ginny wasn't old enough to be able to, she apparated with the aid of her mother. Not minutes later, Ginny was being hugged by the rest of the family members, much to her disgruntlement. Ginny walked through the living room, and she took notice of the large tree covered in old family decorations. There were already presents under it, and Ginny wanted to smile, but her mouth thought differently.

Ginny dragged her stuff to her room, and she stayed in there for a good hour, coming down when she heard either Fred or George calling dinner. She came down and was assaulted with the delicious smell of the feast her mother had cooked. in fact, the table was creaking under pressure from so much food. Ginny took her seat at the table, and dinner began, her family completely digging in, stuffing their faces.

Ginny frowned slightly, because the more food she saw, the less hungry she became. She didn't want herm other to worry though, so she piled some mashed potatoes on her plate, and drowned them in gravy. She ate slowly, hoping no one would notice she wasn't eating much else, and a good twenty minutes later, she finished, while everyone else was unbuckling their pants. Ginny pretended to be stuffed as well, and no one seemed to suspect a thing. She excused herself from the table saying she was tired, and she went up to her room, and lay down on her bed. A few minutes later, there was a knock at the door, and Ginny told them to come in. the door opened, and Bill walked in.

"Hey Gin..." he greeted. Ginny looked at him mutely. "How are you?"

Ginny quirked an eyebrow "Was it mom or Ron who sent you?" she asked, knowingly.

"No one sent me Ginny; I just wanted to know how you are... You look thin, you didn't eat anything at dinner, you've hid up here since you got home..." he informed sadly, taking up a spot on the end of her bed.

"I don't really want to talk about it..." she mumbled.

"Come on Ginny, whatever's up, you can talk to me." he said hopefully.

"I don't want to talk about it!" she said louder, and more clearly.

Bill's face fell a little more, but he wasn't about to give up on his only sister."Ginny, come on... We only want to help..." Ginny didn't know what set her off, but even as she was yelling, the guilt burned inside her stomach.

"IF YOU WANTED TO HELP YOU WOULD HAVE BEEN THERE FOR ME! YOU WOULD HAVE BEEN THERE WHEN I WAS BEING RAPED BY FUCKING POTTER THE BOY WHO LIVED TO DESTROY THE LAST RESISTENCE I HAD IN MY MIND! YOU WOULD HAVE BEEN THERE WHEN THE ONE PERSON I LOVED ABANDONED ME! YOU WOULD HAVE SAVED ME WHEN I PLANNED TO STARVE MYSELF TO DEATH, OR WHEN I RAN INTO THE FORBIDDEN FOREST SUBCONSCIOUSLY WISHING I COULD MEET A DARK CREATURE THAT WOULD SWALLOW ME WHOLE LIKE I HAD WISHED THE EARTH WOUKD DO TO ME FOR SO LONG!" Ginny was secretly shocked at herself, she had thought she was over all this, and she certainly didn't mean to unleash it on her brother she saw maybe twice a year. He stared at her wide eyed, before the pain, regret and complete guilt caught up to him.

"We didn't know..." he said somberly, and before he stood up to walk out, Ginny pulled him back and wrapped her arms tightly around him, letting her roughed sobs of anger and bitterness at herself shake her entire frame. Bill pulled her close and whispered his apologies and how it was all his fault, but this seemed to make her wracked with even more guilt.

She manages to fit words between each of her sobs, repeating the same thing every time. "I'm sorry! You never knew!" Ginny soon grew exhausted and she finally pulled away from him.

When she did, she saw the few tears streaming down his cheeks, and she felt she would be triggered again. He wiped them away hastily at seeing this. "Let's go downstairs, I'll make you some hot chocolate." he suggested kindly. Ginny nodded, and he helped her up. "Gin, I know this is up to you...but well, Mum and Dad didn't know... Dumbledore didn't tell any of us what happened... I just think, maybe they should find out from your mouth..." he explained hesitantly.

"...Okay..." she whispered, almost unintelligibly, Bill clutched her hand encouragingly, and he brought her downstairs. He first gave her a few minutes to calm her nerves while he made her the promised hot chocolate. She went into the family room, and waited for Bill to round up the whole family for a 'meeting'.

They all walked into the room and finally settled. Ron had a good idea what this was about, so he took a seat beside his sister. They waited patiently for her to start, and she took a moment to figure out what to say first. "Well, I guess you want to know the details about why I was in the hospital wing when you came and saw me..." she started, but was cut off by her mother.

"Professor Dumbledore said it had to do with Harry hassling you about your boyfriend..."

"Draco was not my boyfriend!" she blurted angrily.

Everyone stared at her completely stunned... Well, except for Ron. "Draco dear? Draco Malfoy?" her father asked at last.

"Yes..." she said. "Him and I became good friends... Better friends than I had been with probably anyone!" she finished on a sad note.

Everyone looked at her with surprise, but none of them seemed disappointed, or angry as Ginny imagined they would be. The knot in her stomach lessened considerably and so she continued. "And one day, he just left. No explanation or anything... He was just gone." Ginny didn't think she would be able to get them to understand what it felt like having your soul ripped in two, but she didn't think that was as important right now. "And, I loved him." she said quietly, though judging by the gasp she heard from her mother, they had all heard it.

"That isn't the reason why I was in the hospital wing though... I was walking out of the Great Hall because I wasn't hungry, and everyone kept staring at me. I got down a few halls, and I met... Harry... He seemed happy, but he had been rather...rude to me lately, and I didn't want to talk to him. He asked me to go on a date with him, and when I refused... He... He got angry... He sh-shoved me against the wall and stuffed his tongue down my throat, so I bite down hard, and ran. He f-followed me and he p-pulled me into an e-empty classroom... H-he a-a-almost raped me! S-Snape intervened, and I r-ran away to the forest... I ran t-too far and too f-fast that my legs gave out, and I broke my leg... It began pouring, and they didn't find me until two hours later..." she whispered, hanging her head. Not seconds later had he entire family gotten around her and were holding her in a giant embrace. They all told her how none of them knew, and that they would have protected her if they were there.

Ron seemed especially gutted, because Harry was his best friend and he was the only family member there. He should have kept her safe. Ginny forgave all of them easily, and they spent the rest of the night avoiding any subject that had to do with school, Harry, Draco and any other subject Ginny had brought up. She liked it that way, and they family leafed through old photo albums to take their minds off of everything. It worked for the most part, but Arthur and Molly had made up their minds, and they were going straight to Albus the next morning. How could he keep something like that from them? And why wasn't Harry being justly punished?

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Ginny was back on the train to school. Christmas had gone fine, despite the 'incident', but Ginny liked to pretend it never happened. She received her usual gifts from family, and she managed to do some last minute shopping and buy them each something small. They treated her like she was royalty though...well as royally as she could be treated. She liked it, but she was glad to be back at school where she could get to have all her privacy back.

The train stopped and everyone got their luggage and made it out to the platform. Ginny smiled when she saw her brother rush over to Hermione and give her a peck on the lips.

The two of them had gotten together about five weeks ago, just after Hermione gave Ginny a tearful apology, saying she didn't know what she was doing, and she understood if she never wanted to talk to her again. Ginny, forgave her, knowing how manipulative Harry had grown around her, and she knew that Hermione never meant any true harm.

Ginny walked off, finding herself a carriage, and she rode the rest of the way up to the castle alone. She liked being alone though, she liked thinking. Even though she accepted Draco being gone, she did think about him. She usually just thought about where he was, or if he was thinking about her, that's as far as she would let herself get though.

Classes started up again, and Ginny was stressing under the heavy work load, as were many other students, more so the seventh and fifth years though, account of N.E.W.T.S and O.W.L.S. Ginny had made a habit of just bringing hr work to meals and doing it while eating. Unfortunately, this particular Wednesday dinner time, Ginny couldn't seem to concentrate on anything. She had a prickling sensation in the back of her head, and it was familiar, but she just couldn't place it.

She gave a frustrated sigh, and slammed her book shut, just as a large barn owl came flying down the table. It dropped an envelope on her plate, and flew off, stealing on of her chicken scraps. Ginny took the letter and opened it hastily, expecting a letter from her mum, but instead she was met with an almost blank piece of parchment. It only said three words in small, elegant writing.

I've come back

Ginny's eyes widened so greatly that people were actually worried for her. She jumped out of her seat and ran up the tables to get to the door. She was only about halfway there, when they were pushed open, and a singular person walked in. Ginny didn't wait a moment as she sprinted as fast as she could to meet him. When he saw her coming, his face erupted in a smile, and he opened his arms welcoming.

As they finally made contact, neither of them wasted anytime bringing their lips together in a passionate kiss. Ginny pulled his head closer to her, and he pulled her entire body closer to him.

All of a sudden, the two felt the immense power rise in their chests, much stronger then they had ever thought possible, but not matter what they felt, they wouldn't let each other go. Before they even knew what was happening, their power was shooting up straight in the air, creating two columns of light, spiraling around the other, one fiery red, and the other, icy blue. The column of light hit the enchanted roof, and it stopped, showering the entire hall with sparks and snowflakes. The strength of the energy caused both of their hair to blow straight up in the air, as if by a magical wind.

The two students seemed to transform before everyone's very eyes. Ginny's hair became a mass of flaming tendrils, her eyes took on the raging flames as well, and her skin began to crackle with energy. Draco on the other hand, his hair turned to shards of ice, sticking this way and that, wherever it wanted, his eyes changed from grey, to the lightest ice blue. His skin seemed to glitter with small ice particles, and his own body seemed to be crackling wit the very energy he and Ginny had just shared. The two of them seemed completely oblivious to what was happening around them, because they still had not broken the kiss.

Ginny felt something drip down her face when she felt his left hand cup her cheek. She took a breath through her nose, and she smelt the acrid metallic scent. He broke the kiss at last, and as he did that, the light disappeared, but their new images remained. "I came back." he whispered quietly, before collapsing in her arms. It was the first time she looked at him truly, and she noticed the purple bruising on his face, the open cuts above his eye and on his lip, the fact one of his eyes seemed too swollen to open, and she looked at his arm, and saw blood leaking heavily through his torn and filthy robes. Ginny saw blood in other places, but her mind was fogging up. She let out a piercing yell, and yet her voice seemed distant in her own ears. "HELP! SOMEBODY HELP! HE NEEDS HELP!" she yelled angrily to the adults that still had not gotten out of their chairs from shock. Another moment or two of hesitation, and Ginny was sure she would have injured one of them, but almost every teacher bolted over to her and Draco in a matter of seconds.

TBC

Author's note: DRACO'S BACK! YAY! Lol, I hope that was a good chapter, took me a while because I got caught up in reading fanfic, instead of writing... But, here it is, my second longest chapter...Well my longest because it had the most words, but my other one has more pages... But okay, next chapter we are going to learn what happened to our precious Draco, and Harry will be "in" it... sort of, you'll see when you read it. But, well I don't know what else to say, and my summer of insomnia seems to be taking a toll, it's only two in the morning, and I'm tired :P Well, next chapter should be up in a while, so I hope you enjoyed this one enough to review! Pretty please do so!