Chapter tweleve

Wandless Magic

Ginny took a deep breath and looked around.

She saw the map right away. Ron and Hermione had told her about the Marauder's map. SHe picked it up and shoved it in her belt. She fingered her wand. She would need all the tricks she could get.

She briefly considered trying to find Harry's invisibility cloak but smiled as another magical object caught her mind. She ran silently down the stairs and into Dumbledore's study.

Her goal was the Night Glass and the Out Lighter and she found them effortlessly.

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Draco struggled as best he could in his confines. He wished he hadn't let Ginny get out of his sight. But the revalation had been so... huge.

He thought about her. Ginny. She was pretty. She was smart. She was a pureblood. And now she was in love with him. He wanted to protect her. That was new. usually he was content just getting into a girl's pants, but for some reason that was the last thing on his mind with Ginny.

He wondered why he was evalutating his feelings just now. Then again, he was about to have his soul forcibly taken so it was kind of nice to use this as almost a last meal. God knew without a soul he wouldn't care anymore.

Ginny was strong. He wondered why he wanted to protect her. She could take care of herself. But he still wanted her safe with him. Why?

Because he liked her.

Fuck.

He watched Voldemort approach. He held a knife in one hand. Draco figured now would be a good time to start struggling.

"Boy, I wouldn't struggle. It only delays the enevitable."

"I like delaying the enevitable. Like my death. That's always fun to delay."

Voldie reached out a hand to him...

... And the lights went out.

Draco blinked several times. He could see nothing. obviously neither could Voldemort. He swore and draco could hear him fumbling for his wand.

Suddenly hands were moving his bonds around. He felt them loosen then drop away. He smiled. Ginny.

Then Voldemort got the lights relit. Ginny rose to her full height as Draco tore at his leg bindings. Ginny stepped in front of him, to sheild him as he freed himself.

"Ginny, what a pleasant surprise."

GInny grinned. "Wish I could say the same."

"Now why do you protect this boy?" He seemed to be thinking. Draco wished his head would explode. "Ah! He must have been the first you saw. Don't worry the dose I gave you only lasts a little bit. Then you won't have to worry about such pesky feelings."

"What if I like these pesky feelings?"

"That, my dear, is the potion talking."

"Good thing it's not saying that about you."

Voldemort was through with small talk. He fired Cruatias for the forth time. Ginny couldn't dodge and let Draco absorb it. She stood and let the curse hit her.

Pain fired through her body and she dropped her wand to clutch her stomach. Tears sprang to her eyes.

Then Voldemort released her.

"I'd expect you to know by now, Ginevra."

Ginny smiled up at him. "I do."

Then she straightened and threw one hand toward him. "Conflagarum!"

Red fire bloomed from her hand and stuck Voldemort in the chest. He shrieked as his robe caught fire. Ginny grabbed her wand and Draco's arm.

"Let's go."