A/N: Thank you to a story, but I finally figured out how to get past the gliche! Not sure which story! But yay! Alright so this is a sequel to Grenade. I like it. Hope you do too!

Mine Forever

Ginny had a plan. It was a deceitful and very devious plan. And of course she had to make sure that this went very carefully. If either Ron or Harry found out, things would go to hell in a hand basket. She was almost positive that this could work. As long as everything went smoothly. And that was the hardest part. But it was gonna work, she would make it work. Ginny sat down at her desk, determined to make things right. The first letter went to Draco, she had to meet with him and he had to go alone. The next went to Ron, asking him to take Harry on a hunting trip. She wanted them as far away from the castle as possible so that she could succeed with their plan. She was sure that Ron wouldn't object.

Her next letter went to a secret friend of hers. She wanted this friend to understand all her plans. This friend was key in her plans. Ginny quickly sent the letters to their respective recipients, and began to plan, in detail, how this would go. She got her first reply from Ron. He had agreed to take Harry on a hunting trip so that their depressions may subside. They were to leave at first light tomorrow morning. Moments later another reply came, this one from Draco agreeing to meet with her upon her request. Then he apologized for his actions last night. Ginny was quite proud to call this man her best friends lover.

She sent him a time and a place to meet her, then waited for a reply from her other friend. It wasn't long before they answered. Everything was coming together so perfectly. All she had to do now was wait, wait until the moment would come for her to reveal everything.

Draco looked out his window. He could see the darkness of the night, the stars, the moon, and the first rays of the new day. He started to gather himself, prepare himself for whatever Ginevra had to say. He admitted that he did not wish to talk with her, but she said she knew things, that she had something Hermione wanted him to have. Draco heard in the distance the sound of horns and hooves. Harry was leaving on a hunting trip with Ron. Everyone always made such a big deal about those two. They were constantly treated like Kings, above everyone else.

Draco looked out over the Castle grounds, and saw Ron wave dramatically at the onlookers. He seriously looked like he was enjoying himself. Draco rolled his eyes, privately hoping the buffoon would run into a tree and do the world a favor by dying. He turned away and started towards the door, when his friend Blaise stopped him.

"Draco, do you really trust Ginny? Don't you think she might have some plan against you?" Blaise said in a hushed tone. He knew that the castle had its own set of ears and eyes to worry about, not to mention whatever Ginny had. Draco looked his friend in the eye, recognizing concern and worry.

"Blaise, her guard dogs have left for a hunting trip, she has also asked me to meet her in a private place, alone. I doubt that anything bad will happen. If it does I will deal with it. If I am to die today, then so be it. I have lived my life the way I wanted to live it, and if its end is near, then I have no regrets to leave with. Death is another adventure, waiting to happen." Draco said, and walked away from his friend, leaving him confused.

Draco had always been afraid of death. Afraid of where it would lead him. But he wasn't afraid any more. He had nothing to fear. His beloved was dead, his father was dead, and eventually he and all his friends would be dead as well. He had nothing to fear, he would join them, and live there as he had lived here.

Draco reached the private place where Ginny had told him to meet her. He heard footsteps behind him and saw Ginny, followed by another.

"Treachery! I should have known you to double cross me Ginevra!" He shouted, he started to pull his wand, but Ginny stepped forward calmly and rested a hand upon his arm. She looked into his dark grey eyes and smiled a comforting smile.

"I promised you there would be no treachery. I did not promise that I would come alone. But we must hurry, we have little time before someone notices I'm gone and starts to look for me." Ginny said as he put his wand away and let his hand by his side. Draco looked at her confused, unsure of what she meant.

"We have a plan. But it needs to go smoothly and perfect or it will not work. Please, Draco. You must listen to us and help us." Ginny said, indicating towards her companion. Draco leaned against the wall beside him, he was still unsure of what they were asking. He indicated such to Ginny who nodded and continued, "I have not been truthful with you Draco. But you need to follow exactly as we say and then we can be truthful. You need to fight Ron. I will put a spell on you that will block any Unforgiveable Curse he gives you. It was made by my companion, and it will only render you unconscious and seeming dead if you get hit by the Killing Curse. You will be almost impervious to the others. Ron will hit you with the Killing Curse we know this for sure, then you will appear dead to the outside world and we will bury your body. However later that night, me and my companion will dig you back up and you may escape freely." Ginny said looking at Draco peacefully. He looked at her as if she was crazy.

"And how do I know that this spell actually exists? For all I know you want to kill me!" Draco said indignantly. He had no problem with dying, but this plan did not feel right to him. There was something they weren't telling him.

"You need to trust us Draco. Please, all will be better." This was the companion speaking. Draco looked over at them, pain and agony written on his face. Her voice sounded a bit too much like Hermione' entire time she had had her head down respectfully looking away from Ginny and Draco. But now her head was up, Draco still couldn't see their face, but he didn't have to. He trusted her, for one reason or another he couldn't explain why, but he trusted her.

"I will trust you. I will not trust her." He said, indicating that Ginny was not who he would trust. The companion made a small nod and said a quick thank you to Draco before resuming her previous position. Ginny turned towards the companion and muttered a few words to her. The companion nodded again and waited for something.

"Draco. I think now is a good time to reveal the truth to you." Ginny said. Draco looked between her and the companion, ready for whatever they had to say.

Ron returned from his hunting trip happily, they had had a successful trip and now they were going back to their lives at the Castle and on to many happy days. Hermione's death was saddening, but she did kill herself, and Wizarding Law was not something to mess with. But she wasn't born into their ways so you couldn't really expect her to understand their laws.

Ron walked into the Castle and was immediately met by other students, all of which were talking about a duel that was to happen tonight. They were all babbling about it and Ron was curious to know exactly what they meant.

"Alright, you tell me exactly what is going on. A duel? Between who?" Ron asked, feeling quite superior. No one had a duel without either Ron's approval or his involvement.

"Between Draco Malfoy and you! It's set for tonight! On the Quidditch Field!" The kid said excitedly. Ron smiled, his happiness evident.

"Why not in here! The teachers always let us perform our duels in the Great Hall. We'll change it! No reason to fight on the field." Ron said and he started to walk away. But the kid held him back, his face filled with worry and doubt.

"It's a fight to the death, sir. Even the most lenient of teachers will not allow that." The kid said quietly. Ron's grin only got bigger. This was turning out to be a truly perfect day.

"Good. Then a fight to Malfoy's death it shall be." Ron walked away towards the Great Hall to fill up with food before this duel. It was going to be a hard one, harder than any he had fought before, but it would be worth it to finally get revenge for Hermione. It was Malfoy's fault after all that Hermione had killed herself. He wouldn't admit it, but he had driven her to the point of insanity. After filling up and preparing for hours, it was time for the duel. Ron walked down to the Quidditch Pitch, his many fans following him down. Harry was at his side, he was going to be the Judge tonight.

When they got down there, Ron saw Ginny talking with Malfoy, who seemed calm and collected. "GINNY!" Ron yelled, his sister could not be near the enemy. He wouldn't allow it. Ginny looked over her shoulder at Ron, and gave him a dark glare. He didn't care what she thought, he was the good guy in this situation. She eventually made her way over, and stood next to Harry who kept glancing over at her. She smiled at him and whispered something in his ear that made him happy.

"Duelers, get in place." Harry said loudly. Ron and Draco moved into position, their wands at the ready."Duel!" And so it began. Ron and Draco faced each other, both contemplating their next move. There was a moment of silence before all broke loose. Spells and curses and jinxes flew through the air, lighting up the night sky with the bright colors. Ron and Draco moved in a circle never breaking eye contact never looking away. They couldn't give in to the fought for what felt like hours, but was really only a few minutes. Unforgivable curses were said, and all were dodged. Neither seemed to be seriously hitting the other. They were just throwing curses at each other.

Draco sent a curse towards Ron that would kill him over time, and Ron replied with the Killing Curse, Draco couldn't dodge it and the entire crowd gasped as Draco fell like a rock onto the stage. Harry ran forward before anyone else and confirmed there was no pulse. Ron looked victorious for a few seconds before collapsing. He looked at the crowd, waiting for someone to step forward and heal him.

"Harry." Ron said looking at his best friend. Harry shook his head and walked away. Ginny looked at her brother, and smiled, "Its for the best Ronald. You've gotten a little out of hand." She said before joining her boyfriend away from the stage. He looked at all the people who look away form him. No one wanted to save Ron, no one wanted him around anymore. Ron staggered off the stage, trying to get away from these people. He would find someone who wanted to save him. There had to be someone who wanted to save him. Someone who wanted him around.

"Hermione would have saved me!" He said loudly, hoping that would make people falter in their decision. Ginny's companion stepped forward.

"No, she wouldn't have. You killed her, Ron. Because she left you for Draco. Because you weren't good enough for her. And you killed her for it." The companion stepped forward, leaning over Ron. Ron screamed and tried to get away. But he couldn't, she was there following him.

"It can't be! You're dead, I killed you!" He screamed, no one was around to hear him. And they both knew it. Ron kept trying to get away but he couldn't. He was slowly dying from the curse Draco had given him, and the pain was getting worse and worse. He fell to the ground, his legs unable to move any more.

"I am dead Ron. And so are you!" The companion turned and walked away, leaving Ron to die alone and miserable.

Draco awoke to a girl humming. It was a beautiful sound, her voice so light and pure. He tried to lift his head, tried to see who was in his room. Who that beautiful voice belonged to. But he couldn't. The humming stopped, and he heard footsteps come close to him. He couldn't see anything.

"Don't strain yourself too much. Your body is still recovering from the curse. Go back to sleep Draco, you'll wake up again, but you'll be better, stronger. Go back to sleep, my love." Draco's consciousness slipped away from underneath, his mind going dark and blank.

His dreams included a beautiful voice, a disembodied voice that floated around with him, it's sweetness lingering in the air, leaving a scent of raspberries and vanilla. Draco was almost positive it was her. Hermione was there with him. Her scent, her voice, he could even feel her warmth surrounding him. It was her, she was his forever now. He could feel her body over his, her scent floating through his mind, every curve of her body fitting perfectly with him.

He woke up again, and Hermione was in his arms, asleep and perfect. He had Ginny to thank for all of this. Hermione was his and would be forever.