A/N I have an announcement to make… This is the penultimate chapter… Thanks to reviewers:

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A Purpose

"Harry! Are you ready?" Ginny shouted from the bottom of the stairs. "We're going to be late!"

"One minute!" Harry shouted with difficulty from their bedroom.

He was breathing quickly, and his head felt light and dizzy as he stared at his reflection in the mirror.

It had been two months since Lucius Malfoy had attacked him, and two months since Harry had seen Draco… He told himself he didn't care; he told himself that he didn't miss Draco and that he was better off without him. These past two months with only Ginny had been amazing. He'd gone back to work, kept himself busy and… But why had he been keeping himself busy? Was there something he hadn't wanted to think about?

At first, when he had finally gone back to work, people would stare at him almost disgustedly after they had heard about his affair with Draco Malfoy. But Ginny had been so nice and told them all to shove their stares somewhere the sun didn't shine. That was why he loved her. Yes, he loved Ginny Weasley. Soon to be Ginny Potter. In less than a months time…

So why, then, did his reflection in the mirror say to him "You look fine. If you do see him, he'd sooner jump on you than say 'hi'."

"Shut up," Harry said back, "That's not why I'm looking at you!"

"Is it why you're breathing so quickly, though?" The mirror retorted.

"Harry!"

Harry turned his head towards the door and yelled back, "I'm coming!" He then looked back at the mirror once more and said, "I'm coming back with Ginny tonight, you wait and see."

And with that he left and walked down the stairs to meet Ginny. She laughed and said, "What took you so long?"

Harry smiled back and replied, "I was just checking I look good. There's this red-headed girl I've been hitting on for ages but she doesn't seem to notice me…"

Ginny laughed again and hit his arm playfully as they walked out of the front door. They walked for a while down the road together as Ginny spoke.

"I'm so excited, aren't you? Hopefully we'll see Victor Krum afterwards - that would make Ron's day wouldn't it!"

Harry laughed half-heartedly and said "I know it would make Hermione's day! And yours!"

"Oh Harry, you know my heart only belongs to you!" Ginny giggled.

"Hmm, but your eyes don't…"

Ginny made a fake gasping noise and hit him again. He got that regularly when he didn't deserve it. But then again, he supposed he deserved punishment more than he got really…

"It's going to be great to see everyone again, isn't it Harry?" Ginny said. "Pavarti and Lavender, Dean and Seamus. Oh and Neville, I can't wait to see Neville…"

Harry tuned out after this. Yes, the Quidditch World Cup was a great event to bring old friends back together. But despite how he hated to admit that his mirror was right, there was one person Harry knew would be going that he didn't want to see…

He remembered all those months ago when Draco had asked Harry to go with him to the world cup, and Harry had been so excited to say yes. And now here he was, he hadn't spoken nor seen or heard from Draco in two months, and he was off to the Quidditch world cup without him, but with the girl he was getting married two in just over three weeks.

"Here we are, Harry," Ginny said as they came to a stop.

Harry looked down to the Portkey that would take them to the campsite next to the Quidditch Pitch, which they of course acquired from the Ministry. This time, unlike when they went in Harry's fourth year, the Portkey was in the form of car steering wheel. Harry smiled to himself as the thought crossed his mind that this was, no doubt, a personal joke from Arthur Weasley.

"He's so odd," Ginny said to herself under her breath while shaking her head. "Oh well, ready?" She added to Harry.

"Yeah," Harry replied, reaching for the wheel. "On three. One, two, three."

Harry grabbed the wheel and felt his feet leave the ground with a great lurching in his stomach. He felt like all of his organs were spinning inside of him but smiled when he looked over at Ginny and saw her laughing.

They suddenly landed with a thump into a crowded field and Harry – as ever – fell onto his backside rather than his feet. He heard Ginny and another voice he knew so well laughing as a man's voice spoke from above him, "Alright mate, you made your clumsy entrance, so get up."

He looked around as he got to his feet and saw Ron smiling at him, and suddenly a feeling of warmth exploded in his chest, and he was finally happy to be there.

"Ron," He said as they leapt in to hug each other.

"Boys," Hermione and Ginny said sarcastically together. "But then again," Hermione continued, "I think it's lovely. The whole reason Ron was so excited to come was to see Harry."

"Oh, not his sister then!" Ginny laughed as she, too, hugged Ron and Harry kissed Hermione's cheek and hugged her.

Hermione then lowered her voice while Ron and Ginny spoke and said, "How is everything?"

Harry resisted taking a step back as the badly disguised question registered in his brain. "It's good thanks. We're fine," He added at Hermione's questioning look.

"That's good," She said, seeming convinced, "I'm so happy for you!"

Harry smiled as widely as he could so that she wouldn't notice how fake it really was.

"So is this our tent?" Ginny asked excitedly. Hermione nodded and Ginny went on, "I can't wait to stay up all night and talk! I've missed you so much! This one," (She indicated Harry) "has been so boring. Boys just don't know how to gossip!"

The four of them entered their tent as Hermione said, "It really is ridiculous how busy the ministry is at the moment. It's such a shame we hardly see each other! Even those two, and they're in the same department!"

Harry and Ron rolled their eyes at each other and headed to the fridge to get some firewhiskey. And for the rest of the night he sat and drank with the other three, their tent getting more crowded by the second with people coming to see them whom Harry hadn't seen for months. And it was enjoyable. But 'enjoyable' was as far as it went. He couldn't help feeling the tickling feeling he had at the bottom of his spine, or the nagging voice that he had at the back of his mind whenever he thought of who else was outside the tent, in one of their own… Perhaps all alone, perhaps with someone else… Harry didn't know. All he did know was that he was that he was more nervous about tomorrow than he had ever been about anything before in his entire life.

Harry began to walk as red sparks flew into the sky around the stadium the next day. It meant everything was clear, and everyone had been fully checked over before being let into the stands to watch the match.

His head thumped slightly as he walked to the nearest door due to too much firewhiskey last night, and he realised that however long of being in that stadium today wouldn't help at all. But one good thing had happened this morning since he had woken up. He had not seen Draco anywhere. Of course, he could have just gone in a different door, but the fact that Harry hadn't seen him made him feel a lot more relaxed about the day ahead.

He soon reached the door at the same time as Ron, who had been standing a few hundred feet away with some more aurors to check the place over.

"No sign of any rogue Death Eaters with you then, mate?" Ron asked as they walked inside.

"No sign," Harry repeated.

"Good," Ron nodded. "Well they'd best not turn up, but after the news recently you can never be too careful."

Harry nodded in agreement as they walked up some steps to find their box. Indeed, there had been a lot in the Daily Prophet in the last month about strange attacks happening, and people thinking they were caused by escaped Death Eaters. Harry wouldn't be at all surprised if it was Lucius Malfoy again, trying to find him.

"Oh, here they are!" Ron shouted over the roaring crowd as they found Ginny and Hermione.

"Everything alright?" Hermione asked loudly.

Harry and Ron nodded in response as the two teams came out and flew around for a warm up, and then the match started.

Harry could barely hear the commentary going on – which was incidentally being spoken by Lee Jordan, Fred and George's old friend who did the announcements at Hogwarts Quidditch matches – due to the noise going on around him. Shouts and cheers and boos were being called from everywhere, it was like no one really wanted to watch the match, but more to offend their opposing team.

Harry tried to concentrate and find the snitch as he always did. Ginny always called him a 'fun killer' when he did this, but it was his nature. Besides, he liked to see if he would be a better Seeker for a team.

Then, after about forty-five minutes of play, Harry saw it. It was very low to the ground and was flickering around the same spot. Harry dared to look away for a second to look for the Seekers, but they were flying high off in a different direction. He furrowed his eyebrows and looked back to where he had seen the snitch. It was still there, but bigger by now. And then he realised. That wasn't the snitch at all.

"Ron!" Harry yelled, pushing his way over to Ron. "Ron! There's a fire!"

Ron turned his head towards him and was still laughing at something that a Beater had done in the game.

"What?" He shouted back.

"A fire!" Harry called, "We need to get people out!"

"What? I can't hear you, mate!" Ron said, not laughing anymore, since he had evidently seen Harry's worried look.

"A fire!" Harry shouted at the top of his voice, and he pointed over towards it.

Ron gasped and ran towards Hermione instantly. For the fire was now growing every second, and although he was so far away, Harry could see people running from it, and he was sure that some of the screams he was hearing were no longer for the players flying around the air.

By now Ron had told both Ginny and Hermione, and they came running over to him.

"You stay here; I'm going to tell people to get out!" Harry called and he started to run away before any of them had replied.

He heard Ginny shout behind him however, and felt her hand grip onto his arm as he shoved his way through the crowds.

But then it happened. Harry stopped dead in his tracks and watched as half the stadium went silent as they all noticed. But the half around the fire screamed for help as the stands collapsed under their feet. The fire had weakened the structure and the next thing Harry knew, he could see people falling all around it.

And then mayhem struck.

Suddenly everyone was screaming, the match had stopped and people were running in every direction. And suddenly out of no where brooms, old and new, were zooming past them and mothers were screaming for the lives of their children.

Harry knew who had done it. The rogue Death Eaters of the past month had obviously got through their searching and protection charms somehow and had started a fire to kill all the people in the stadium at once.

And still the fire grew. It was rising up now from the ground, but also quickly around the bottom of the structure. It would all cave in before everyone got out. And the reason they couldn't just apparate? Because there had been an anti-apparation charm put around the place so that people couldn't get in; but the aurors didn't think about people getting out quickly!

"Harry!" Ginny shouted suddenly from behind him.

"Where are Ron and Hermione?" He called back.

"They're helping people get out of the doors quickly!"

"You go with them, I'm going to put out the fire!" He said, and before she had chance to protest, he ran quickly towards the crumbling end of the stadium.

He was running against the crowd, and even when he heard Ginny running behind him he didn't stop to tell her to go back; there simply wasn't time.

He sprinted as fast as his legs would carry him towards the fire, and when he finally reached it, he pulled out his wand, shouted "Aguamenti!" and a stream of water burst out of his wand tip. Ginny caught up with him and did the same thing, but all the time the stands were falling down, getting closer and closer to them.

After only three minutes something fell just feet away from them.

"Harry, we've got to go!" Ginny shouted pleadingly.

He looked at her, back at the fire and then to the crowds of people still running towards the exits.

He took a deep breath, stopped his wand pouring water everywhere and said, "Ok, run!"

It was a good thing they left when they did, because two moments later Harry heard the stands that they had just been standing on crash down behind them. But they didn't stop there. Ginny screamed as the floors beneath their feet gave way just as they were coming up to the crowds. Harry grabbed her hand and jumped as far as he could, landing on what felt like fairly solid floors for the moment.

"Everyone needs to hurry up!" He shouted as loudly as he could. "Ginny, go on ahead and tell people to hurry up!"

"I'm staying with you!" She said confidently.

"Ginny, go, please!" Harry begged.

"I'm not going anywhere," She replied stubbornly. "You can't make me!"

He was going to keep arguing, but then something much worse hit his ears. Some stands about ten metres below them caved in, and with it came the screaming of people as they fell. Harry looked down, trying to see if there was anything he could do to help. But there was nothing. His eyes scanned around for some evil person laughing, but there was none.

He was just looking away then, when his eyes ran over something that made his heart skip a beat.

White blonde hair was down there, below outstretched arms that were clinging on to a pole for dear life…

"Harry, come with me and we can… What?" Ginny asked in mid-sentence at the look on his face. Harry did not look away from Draco, who was hanging, about to fall to his death… "Harry, don't you dare…" Ginny warned.

But it was too late. He had started to run down the stands. A broom hit him in the face at one point and he felt himself falling, but he grabbed onto something and pulled himself back up. He looked wildly around to find Draco again, and saw him only about three metres away. But then Harry froze. It was like he was glued to the spot. His head was mercilessly telling him to leave Draco hanging there, but his heart was certainly hitting his chest hard enough to mean quite the opposite.

For a few seconds he watched Draco struggle to pull himself up, but there was nothing beneath his feet to push on. And then, without warning, Draco stopped and closed his eyes.

Harry watched him take a deep breath, and…

"DRACO!"

Draco's eyes flew open not a moment too soon and he looked around to see Harry. The expression on his face was one that Harry would never be able to explain or understand, and still, Harry didn't know what to do.

He took a step forward but then heard Ginny shouting his name.

"Harry!" She called. He stopped and looked at her. "He's not worth it, Harry! He's not worth the relationship we've repaired! Please, Harry!"

He stared at her for three more seconds, and then felt an innate sense of anger streaming through him.

Harry went to lunge towards Draco, but as he did, he heard a scream and saw Ginny being hit by yet another summoned broomstick, and she was pushed off the edge of a broken stand that she was on.

"Ginny!"

Harry looked around and saw Ron and Hermione running back, but they were still far away. Harry could no longer see Ginny as he could see Draco; he did not know whether she was hanging on like he was or had fallen completely…

The fire was getting closer, he could feel the heat on his face. It was right under Draco now.

And then everything happened so quickly that Harry saw it all as a blur. Draco's fingers slipped from the pole he was clinging onto, and he started to fall twenty feet into the fire… But Harry's leapt and caught him, almost falling in himself.

"Argh!" Draco choked as Harry held him so tightly that his hands probably went dumb.

Then, with seemingly no difficulty, Harry lifted him up onto solid floors.

They both coughed and spluttered, and stood so close that Harry cough feel Draco's quick breath on his face.

"You're mad," Harry said breathlessly.

"I thought…" Draco stuttered. "I thought you were going to let me die…"

Harry stared at him, into those eyes he knew so well. Those eyes which apparently didn't know him at all. "I'd never let anyone die," He whispered, "Least of all you…"

He looked around to see Ron and Hermione next to him now, holding up a pale-faced Ginny.

They then all ran as fast as they could with the injured parties to the exits which had finally cleared.

When they reached the field, Ginny collapsed onto the cool grass and Harry bent beside her, but before he could say a single word, Ginny spat, "Just go…"

Harry paused and looked from Ron to Hermione. "What?" He asked.

"I know who you love now," Ginny said quietly, "And it's not me. So please, just go…"

Harry looked at her for a minute more and stood back. He looked at Ron and Hermione for help, but they both wore strange expressions. He could not tell if they were angry at him or not.

"Come on," Harry croaked to Draco, his eyes still on Ron.

"What?" Draco said.

"We should go… Come on…" Harry repeated, and he took Draco's arm and walked away quickly.

They walked for a few minutes in silence, Draco following Harry wherever he went through the masses of terrified people; until suddenly Harry felt a tug on his arm, looked around and saw Draco nodding his head in another direction.

"This way," He said quietly.

And then, for another three minutes they walked, unlike the people around them, but with a purpose. And Harry's heart beat quick and heavy at the thought of what that purpose was. He didn't know where he was being taken, but he knew what would happen when he got there. And that was purpose enough for him.

A/N GAH! Omg I hope I pulled that off?? Did you all like it?? I hope it seemed good. I was so exited to write this chapter so now I hope I haven't messed it up!