I'd like to thank BlackDragon733, darinmeg and RedbookBluebook for reviewing. This chapter is set before Ginny leaves Hogwarts at Easter and just after the Final Battle.
The Deathly Hallows
Ginny Weasley, Sixth Year, April 20th, 1998
I'm sitting, alone, in the library and, unlike previous years, the silence of the room doesn't seem comforting. It's ominous.
No one's here. Neville's in detention, Luna's been missing since Christmas and most Gryffindors are so scared by the Carrows that they won't leave the common room outside of class.
Someone comes in, and I flick open the book in front of me. It's ripped out from my hands and Malfoy pulls me round so I'm facing him, and he's glaring at me. He holds my arm tightly, exactly where Professor Carrow hurt me in detention.
"What the hell are you doing?" I hiss at him, and his eyes widen for a second. After being at Hogwarts with the Death Eaters for two terms, it's getting pretty hard to control my temper.
"Why are you going home for Easter? I checked the sheets and you're leaving." He asks quietly, clearly making sure no one can hear him.
"Why the hell would I stay?" I'm snarling. "Unlike you Slytherins, Gryffindor's aren't treated too well."
He nods slightly, but he's frowning. "What if you don't come back?"
I laugh weakly, knowing that my mum might keep at home after the holidays. "If you haven't noticed, it's compulsory." I sigh. "But, no matter how much you like the curriculum, I don't."
"What if you don't come back?" he asks again and I frown, worried.
"Well...I mean..." I laugh again. "There's always the chance I'll get Spattergroit. Ron has it, you know."
He raises an eyebrow, looking at me. "They will notice if you don't come back."
"Well, I can't help it if I get sick." I grin. "Why do you care?"
"...I don't." He says, stepping away from me as Theodore Nott strides into the library. Tightening his grip on my arm, he pulls me out the library. I wince quietly, and although Malfoy doesn't notice, I swear Nott laughs.
Malfoy turns to Nott, smirking. "Punishment."
If possible, his grin widens as Malfoy pulls me out. He drags me out the library, through the corridors and into a classroom, where Alecto Carrow is sitting at a desk.
"Malfoy?" he asks and Malfoy smirks slowly, looking from him to me. "What's going on?"
"Punishment." He says again and Carrow smiles, standing up and leaving the classroom.
"Do what you want." He says. Malfoy locks the door and tightens his grip on my arm.
I swear at the pain and tears spring up into my eye. "That hurts." I whimper.
He gazes at me in shock, pulling my jumper up so that he can see my arm. A hand-shaped bruise decorates my arm and he frowns. "What the hell is this?" he whispers. "Who did this to you?"
"Who do you think?" I whimper.
"I shouldn't have asked." He sort of strokes it, which feels weird, before dropping his hand into my own. "If you don't come back, I'll tell them you're ill."
I frown at his sudden change of heart. I'm suddenly crying. His eyes widen and he looks really shocked. He tries to step away but I grab his robes and then I'm hugging him.
"I'm going home too." He says quietly. "The Dark Lord's is going to be there."
I grip him tighter and he puts his arms round me. It's awkward, as I'm looking at him and he's glancing at the door and then at his robes.
"Couldn't you have waited until you got home to cry?" He sighs, before lowering his lips onto mine. I pull myself up to him, still crying, as his hands run up and down my body.
It's me that pulls away. "I'm not weak." I mumble, out of breath. "I just..."
He rolls his eyes and nods, grabbing me for one more kiss before he releases me from the room, pushing me out and watching me stumble down the corridor.
Draco Malfoy, Seventh Year, May 2nd, 1998
I scan the hall, frowning at the mass of dead bodies lining the hallway. I gulp and then stride out the Great Hall, leaning on the wall. I see Ginny come out the hall, glancing around, her hair dishevelled and her face and clothes covered with dust.
"He's dead." I say and she catches sight of me and nods. "Potter killed him."
"Yes." She says and her voice is quiet.
We're quiet and she comes over to me, leaning against the wall next to me. "Are you going to go back to him?" I choke out.
"Yes."
"What?" I glance at her in shock.
"I love him." She says, looking down.
"What about us?"
"Us?" she looks at me, incredulous. "Us? There has never been an us."
"Well, what do you call what keeps happening between us?" I ask, feeling stupid for even talking like this.
"I don't know." She chokes the words out, tears in her eyes. "But I don't want to continue."
"You followed me out of the hall." I snarl.
She looks down, clearly upset – I think her brother died. "I don't want to see you, ever again."
I look round, not seeing anyone, and then I kiss her, wrapping my hands in her hair and pulling her as close as possible. Her hands lie limply at her sides and she doesn't respond – but she doesn't pull away.
I pull away, trying to see what she's thinking. I swallow, considering whether I should say something to stop her going back to Potter. "I want you." I growl and she stares right at me, eyes wide. "And I always get what I want."
She steps away from me, her eyes wide and tears running down her face. "No, you don't!" she screams.
"Ginny..."
She turns away, glancing at the great hall and then sobs slightly. "I lost my brother and my friends tonight." She cries. "I will never choose you. I will choose my family over you, Harry over you. What you want isn't my top priority."
She runs back into the hall and I follow her, pretending that I haven't been speaking to her and that I'm not upset.
Just to clear some stuff up. Obviously Ginny likes Malfoy but its just been the final battle and shes lost so many people and Harry's lost so many people. She feels that she has to be with Harry, because you know, he's the saviour of the world. If I ever had an idea, I might continue this - they meet up one final time, some point after this (obviously). Ginny just feels so many people expect her to be with Harry, including Harry and he deserves to get what he wants because he's been through so much. She's not thinking about Malfoy at all.
I know it's a crappy ending.
It's finished!!!!! Thanks for reading. Please review.
-Artjuice-