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allSPARKS' note: There you have it, another chapter! I hope you've enjoyed it so far. I know, I'm going no where with the GinnyDraco ship, but I promise that at some point it will happen. Until then, I'll add a bit of HarryGinny ship. Oh, don't forget to R&R!
CHAPTER TWO
"Ginny get out of here!" Tonks ordered, "This is too dangerous for you, go on! Get out of here, be safe!"
"Impedimenta!" Ginny yelled, as Dolohov was reaching for his wand.
"Run Ginny! Get back to safety!" Tonks ordered angrily, as her attention was set upon the Death Eater.
Ginny hesitated before running out of sight. As she continued to run, Ginny saw another great flash of green light. She looked past her shoulder and Tonks lay there next to Lupin, they both looked so peaceful. They were going to a better place. Seconds later, as Ginny kept running absent-mindedly, she tripped over a body before her. He looked oddly familiar, silver hair, and quite tall. He lay there limp, Ginny placed a trembling hand on his wrist to feel a pulse. Oh, Merlin's beard, there's a pulse. Ginny thought.
The voice of Voldemort filled the whole school. His voice made Ginny shudder, as cold air flew up her spine. "You have one hour. Dispose of your dead with dignity. Treat you injured." His voice loud and clear as ever. Ginny hoped that he hasn't come face to face with Harry yet.
The boy who laid in front of Ginny moaned, griping his broken nose. He turned over to lay flat on his back and Ginny instantly knew who it was. Draco Malfoy. Should she help him? Would this mean giving more aid to He Who Must Not Be Named? She didn't know, but Ginny knew that Harry and Albus Dumbledore would come to the conclusion to help the injured.
"Episkey!" Ginny murmured, her wand pointing at Malfoy's broken nose. Malfoy's nose began to mend, as he let go looking at Ginny, squinting. "Come on, let's get you to Madame Pomfrey."
Ginny pulled Draco up with all her might and place his arm around her shoulder leading him into the Great Hall. Draco seemed drowsy as he took every step down the revolving staircase. "C - Crabbe, G - Goyle." He stammered.
"I'm sure they're being taken care of," Ginny said, through gritted teeth.
"Who are you, anyways?" Draco managed in his usual snarl.
Merlin's beard, I can't tell him I'm me. Ginny thought. He doesn't know that my real name is Ginerva. She waited for Draco to repeat his question to seem as if she wasn't listening at all.
"Who the hell are you?" Draco demanded.
"Ginerva," Ginny replied, setting him down on the table nearest Madame Pomfrey as she tried to cover up that she was really the youngest Weasley.
"Ginerva huh? Thank you for helping me up there, must have been stupid Weaslebee that punched me," Draco muttered.
Ginny was surprised with the fact that he actually said thank you. "Uh, I'd better go help find more injured students. Bye."
With that said, she did not want to look back, and return to that situation. Hopefully the cuts on her face covered up that she was really Weasette. It did not matter now, what mattered was gathering all the injured and the ones who were killed. Ginny ran up the revolving staircase, her hair flying behind her as she took the steps two at a time. She immediately came to a halt, she had just remembered the bodies of Lupin and Tonks, she had to get to them and bring their bodies into the Great Hall, where all the witches and wizards who died during the war.
Ginny back tracked and headed to the exact place where Dolohov casted the Killing Curse upon Lupin and Tonks. There they were, the lifeless bodies of Remus Lupin and Nymphadora Tonks. Tears were streaming down her cheeks. "Mobilicopus!" Ginny recited, in a soft voice, as the two bodies levitated off from the cold marble floor. She continued to the Great Hall where all the students were scattered, different houses were all talking amongst each other. The crowd off most ginger haired members of the Weasley family were gathered around a small part of the Gryffindor table. All sported teary eyes and saddened faces.
"Oh, Ginny, thank goodness you're alright!" Mrs Weasley said, but paused in her steps. The bodies of Lupin and Tonks had shocked her. "Oh no, Arthur - Lupin and Tonks, they're..."
Arthur Weasley came into view, with his lopsided spectacles. He found his daughter with Lupin's and Tonks' bodies. "S-set them next to Fred, Gin."
Ginny did as she was said, but she didn't understand why her father said that. Set them next to Fred? No, it couldn't be. Fred, can't be gone. He just can't! Ginny gently set the bodies next to Fred, and took a look for herself. Fred was lying there, like there was no war going on. She looked at George, he couldn't believe this at all either. He seemed to be more hurt than anyone else in the family. George had just lost his other half. Ginny hugged George, trying her best to contain herself in front of him. George put an arm around his little sister; at this point all the Weasleys were gathered around them as they stood there in silence.
Time was quickly running out. Ginny didn't know where Harry was because Hermione and Ron were already with her. The hour was almost finished, nearly a minute and a half left. At this point, the whole DA, and the Order were nervous and scared to know what might happen next. Within five minutes time, (which felt like hours) a brilliant green light illuminated the whole Hogwarts Castle. Everyone that were settled in the Great Hall all broke out a gasp. It was what everyone was waiting for, one of them - either Harry or Voldemort was dead.
All the current and former students, parents and professors ran outside to see what had really happen. Ginny was the first of the students, but Professor McGonagall was the first to beat her. "NO!" Professor McGonagall screamed in horror, as Ginny followed close behind her Transfigurations teacher. Her eyes widened as Hagrid gently placed the limp body of Harry on the snow. Ginny couldn't believe her eyes; Hermione who was next to her was sobbing quietly to herself. In the corner of Ginny's eyes, she could see her brother wrap a comforting arm around Hermione's shoulders.
Everything was happening so fast, Neville stepped up trying to kill Voldemort's snake, but failed. Next Harry's body disappeared and once Ginny blinked, everyone was already gathered in the Entrance Hall, Harry and Voldemort were face to face. No one in the right mind could believe their eyes, Harry Potter survived once again from the Killing Curse. Ginny watched as the snake-like Voldemort and Harry circled around each other, as if one was prey and the other was predator. Her trembling hands covered her eyes as Harry continued talking.
"Does the wand in your hand know its last master was Disarmed? Because if it does... I am the true master of the Elder Wand," Harry stated.
"Avada Kedavra!"
"Expelliarmus!"
Ginny could see the blasts of green and red light through her trembling fingers. She didn't dare remove her hands from her eyes. Although, it was until Peeves commenced singing a song praising Harry in succeeding. Ginny slowly but surely removed her pale hands from her eyes and all she could see was Harry with two wands in his hands, while Voldemort laid there on the marble floor of Hogwarts, lifeless. A huge weight lifted off of Ginny's shoulders, everything was going back to normal, with Voldemort gone. Ginny hugged Hermione, Ron and everyone else in her family. She was thankful that this has finally come to an end.
The heavily bruised Weasley stood at the entrance of the Great Hall. Slytherin students were mingling with Ravenclaw, Hufflepuff and Gryffindor students. Everyone did not seem to have a care in the world that former Death Eaters were in their presence. Ginny couldn't spot Harry, but the only person that she seemed to spot immediately was Draco Malfoy. It confused her more than words could explain it. Surely she took him into safety, but she absolutely did not care for Malfoy. Did she have a change of heart? Did she still have feelings for Harry? Ginny shook her head, this war by itself was too much for a sixteen-year-old to take in.
"Ginny," A dreamy voice came behind her.
Ginny turned around on her heels, Luna Lovegood had scars everywhere on her face and arms, as well as bruises. Blood stains were every where on her cloak. "Luna! You were so brave."
"Oh, 'twas nothing, 'twas nothing at all," Luna replied, "Neville's horribly injured though. I'm sorry about your brother."
"Thanks, I'll be fine," Ginny sighed, it would take a while getting used to having only one of the twins.
"I think I might have a chat with Neville," Luna stated.
"OK, tell him I said that he was brilliant," Ginny called after her, as Luna walked towards the area where the injured were.
"Students of Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry," Professor McGonagall's voice came from the front of the Great Hall, where all of Albus Dumbledore's speeches were recited, time and time again. Minerva McGonagall's robes were soaked in blood and a part of her neck was wounded badly. "I have word that the school will be closed down for a few days, to clear everything up. Students will safely return home with their parents, who are being notified as we speak. Students will remain at home until they are owled to come back for the remainder of school. That is all, and I bid you good night."
"Ginny, Ron, Harry, Hermione, Percy, George," Mrs. Weasley called for her children, as well as Harry and Hermione.
Ginny immediately emerged into the crowd of Weasleys, with Hermione and Harry. "Arthur has gone to get a Portkey so we can make it safely to the Burrow." Mrs. Weasley stated, waving Bill, and Charlie over. "Will you two be staying with us?"
"I've got to get back to Fleur, mum," Bill replied, frowning.
"I'll come back with you mum," Charlie answered.
"Bill, inform Fleur th-th-that -" Mrs. Weasley trailed off, sobbing unconrollably due to her son's death.
"Don't worry mum, everything will be fine," Ron said, rubbing his mother's back.
Mrs. Weasley sniffled before continuing, "A-A-Arthur's waiting outside, we better get going before we miss our Portkey."
All the Weasley's including Harry and Hermione followed Mrs. Weasley out into the dusk, and advised everyone to put a finger on the large twig.