Author's Note: This is such a big chapter,and I had so much fun writing it. I kept on going on to the next one, so it should be up by tomorrow. As long as I get some good reviews!!

Recap: "It's just, being stuck in here makes me realize what he's fighting against, and that he's not here with me. I mean, Ron and Hermoine have eachother. Neville and Luna have eachother, and I'm all alone." The tears started coming harder now, and Ginny could not even make out the winding lines of the cement.

"Arg! Draco got up, grasping his forearm. "I'm so sorry, Ginny, but I have to go. I hope you feel better." And with a twist of his cloak, the one person who could comfort Ginny was gone.

DRACO

Draco dropped to his knees the second he apparated.

"Yes, my Lord?"

"Where have you been, Draco?" he stole a glance upward. Voldemort was standing over him, only his eyes lowered to Draco.

"Avery and I were torturing the girl like you said. She still hasn't said anything."

Voldemort sighed and turned around.

"Avery reported back half an hour ago. He said you were behind him, and then you were gone. So I'm going to ask you again, where were you?" This time, Voldemort lowered his entire body next to Draco, squatting just above his head. "Tell me Draco." I can't tell on Ginny. She'll get in even more trouble than she's in now.

"You're not going to tell me, are you?" He straightened up and turned away from Draco. "Fine. If you want to hide stuff from me, I will treat you like anyone else. Crucio!"

Draco withered on the floor, howling in pain. "Stop! Stop! I'll tell you!"

"Silly boy. The blood traitor girl stood up against this curse longer than you. Pathetic." He spat. "Now, I'm going to ask you again. What were you doing down there?"

"I was talking to her. I thought if I got on her good side, she might let something slip. But she wouldn't even talk to me." He sobbed, feeling ashamed. You idiot. She's going to get in trouble now. Why are you so weak? Even little Ginny stood up against him longer than you.

"That's better, Draco. Good boy. Now leave my sight." Draco stood up on shaky legs and apparated. Seconds later, he was collapsing on his bed.

GINNY

He likes you. You were going out with Harry. But he died. And don't you think it's a little soon to like someone else? Draco saved your life. He got me in this mess.

Ginny kept arguing with herself until Ron pulled out the rock, satisfied that Draco was gone.

"What'd he say?"

"Nothing." Ginny spat back at him. None of his business if Draco likes me.

"Oh, no, you're falling for him now, too. I thought it was bad enough that he liked you, but you like him back? Merlin's beard! Harry just died and you already like someone else."

"Ron." Hermoine whispered from the other side of him.

"Really, Ron? I didn't know that." Ginny added sarcastically. She lied down away from Ron and broke into tears.

"Ginny, you know I didn't mean that. It's just that, I figured you wouldn't even think of that after everything that's happened."

"Ron. Just shut it." Hermoine was whispering from the other side of the cell.

"Sorry." He replied, before slipping the rock back into its hole.

He's right. Harry just died, for Merlin's sake. I don't care what Draco's like, or who he likes. I can't like him. I just can't.

Over the next few days, Ginny had less contact with Ron or Neville than ever. Sometimes Luna would sit and talk, but that always made Ginny even less hopeful. Draco didn't come down since their last encounter, and Ginny was to the point where she was sobbing continuously. They wouldn't stop. The battle's over. Voldemort won. There's nothing you could do about that.

HARRY

It had been two weeks, each day feeling longer than the one before. Harry had found refuge in the cave Sirius used to hide out. It wasn't that far from Hogsmeade, and Harry could just make out the little black specs of Death Eaters and Dementors roaming its streets. No one else showed up there anymore. Not with Voldemort in power again.

Harry wiped that fact to the back of his head, along with all the other unwanted truths of his leaving.

Charlie and Bill were with Harry, having rescued his supposedly lifeless body from the battle. He woke up just as they were flying over Bristol, almost toppling into the ocean. They had brought him here and tended his many wounds, inflicted from being thrown around the room by the many Death Eaters Voldemort had with him. Now, Harry was thinking of a plan to get back everyone he loved, and save the world from Voldemort.

"They're in Hogwarts!" Bill came charging through the mouth of the cave, waving a pair of binoculars in his hand.

"What?" Harry struggled to sit up, so he leaned against the wall instead.

"I just saw them. Fifteen or so Death Eaters walking out. They were laughing about something. All You-Know-Who's right-hand men. Avery, Malfoy, Bellatrix. He has to be there."

Bill sat down opposite Harry, poking him awake.

"Charlie! We found them! Get up you lazy git!" Charlie sat up, just missing hitting his head in the lower part of the cave.

"We what?"

"They're at Hogwarts! All of them. Voldemort and all them. We've been so close to them all this time!" Bill was almost jumping up and down he was so joyful.

Up until now, Harry was in shock.

"We have to go get them all. Ron, Hermoine, Neville, Luna and…"

"Ginny." Charlie completed for him. "You're right. We practically know where they are. I mean, with everyone else there learning, there's no other place they could be but in the dungeons. Voldemort wouldn't send them away from him. The only question is, how do we go get them without anyone noticing?"

Harry thought for a minute. They all knew him to be dead. Hundreds of children were schooling there, and no one would be looking for anyone sneaking in,

"I'll do it."

Bill and Charlie looked at him, shocked.

"What?"

"I'll sneak in. No one knows I'm alive other than you two, everyone's there being taught to be Death Eaters, and no one's acting out. Security will be down, and I know the school better than anyone. I can get in, get out, and maybe take down a few Death Eaters in the process."

"Harry, you can barely walk! How do you expect to go fight if you can't stand up without being in pain?" Charlie got up from his spot and took the binoculars from Bill, walking to the mouth of the cave.

"There are a lot now. More than you can get through in this condition." He called.

"I don't care. It's my fault they're in there. I need to be the one to get them out."

Bill sensed a fight about to take place. "In a few days if you're better. If not, one of us will go. Got it?" Harry nodded, sending a shot of pain through his spine.

Either way, I'm not going to let someone else get hurt on account of me.

Harry picked up his wand from next to him and tapped his shoulder. New bandages wrapped themselves around him, the old ones peeling off of him.

I'm going tonight.

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