Chapter 13:

Goodbye

Harry, Ron and Hermione were trying to keep Ginny occupied with conversation and wizard's chest to keep her mind of Kalya being gone. It wouldn't completely stop her from worrying, but it would help her calm down and think. No one moved a muscle when they heard a pop of someone apparating.

"Draco, stop fussing over it," Kalya snapped.

"Look at your arm! It hasn't stopped bleeding since we left, would you just let me look at it?"

"No, let go of it."

"I'm not going to let you keep digging at your skin like that," Draco snarled.

"You're not my father, would you stop that?"

"What you going to do, use the Cruciatus curse on me?"

"If you don't get your skinny boney fingers out of my arm I just might."

"I'm just so scared of you."

"You little smart arse."

"Ooooo, you cursed for once," Draco snickered.

"Ow, what the bloody hell are you trying to do," Kalya snarled.

"I'm helping!"

"More like causing more pain."

"How can you say that this is causing you pain when you can rip apart your skin like nothing?"

"Shut it, Malfoy. Voldemort doesn't call you with the same spell; your call doesn't hurt near as bad as mine."

"Are you whining for once?"

"No, I'm stating a fact."

"When will you ever just tell me how your feeling?"

"I won't even tell Ginny, what makes you so special?"

"I'm your brother?"

"Not by blood Draco. If you were Xavier I might tell you."

"You never complain, no matter how much pain you go through, you deserve to have someone listen to your pain."

"How about feel it?"

Silence greeted her question. A loud yell sounded and suddenly she burst into the living room. Her arm was cradled against her chest and she was glaring at the entry way.

"Come on, I'm almost done," Draco moved forward and snatched her arm.

"Just leave it alone!"

Draco dug his fingers into her arm and pulled out a sliver of glass with a trumpeted smile on his face, "I told you I could get it."

"Why don't you just slice my whole arm open, maybe it would have been easier and less painful then digging through my skin?"

"It's not my fault you keep getting hurt like this," Draco sighed, "If you would just calm down, maybe you could keep a level head."

"Let's hear you say that when you feel how bad it hurts," Kalya glared darkly.

"Well, at least you got off without a beating, it looks like they are confident your broken now," Draco pointed out.

She slid down the wall sitting against it, her head back and her eyes closed, "I feel sick again."

Draco noticed the other's but didn't bring it up as he brought her a trash can and she began to empty the acids from her stomach. He brushed back the hair from her face and smiled at her. They hadn't had an easy night, but at least she wasn't beaten for disobedience.

"No matter what they do, you'll never be like them."

"I just want to go to sleep," Kalya whispered, "and never wake up. This is like a never ending nightmare."

"Everything will be better. Someday."

Kissing her forehead he sat in front of her as she once again emptied acid from her stomach. He turned his head to the other's that had stayed quiet through everything, with their eyes wide watching them.

"She gets sick like this all the time. The things we see and do, it can turn anyone's stomach," Draco explained.

"Maybe once she stops getting sick she should try eating," Molly asked.

"It wouldn't help anything, it would probably make her sicker," Draco pointed out.

Leaning her head back she looked at everyone in the room. A bittersweet smile lit her face when she saw them. Safe here inside this place, she wouldn't find them in Voldemort's place. She wouldn't be told to kill them or hurt them. She could know them to be save here. She looked at the bucket beside her and it disappeared.

"Who did that," Fred jumped.

"She did," Draco stated.

"Where is her wand," George asked.

Pulling it from her pocket she lifted it up to show them, and placed it back. Her eyes closed and her head fell against the wall, her breathing started to become ragged.

"Do we have any headache potions?"

"Kalya, you know you can't afford to take unnecessary potions," Blaise warned.

Glancing over at him she frowned, "well then I need sleep."

"Sleep we can do," Draco lifted her up.

"Not so fast," Kalya mumbled as her stomach began turning again.

"Sorry, I forgot."

He moved gently and placed his hand under her knees, pulling her up into his arms. Her head landed on his shoulder and her body tensed. She was scared even of him when he had never given her a reason to be.

"Do you have cut slave," Draco asked.

"I am sure we do somewhere," Molly answered.

"She is still losing blood from her arm, we will need to use some to stop the bleeding," Draco nodded before beginning to move up the stairs.

"Where are you taking her," Molly asked.

"My room," Draco answered.

"Draco," Ginny called gaining his attention, "will you please take her to my room?"

"I'm sure she would like that better."

"Ginny Weasley, you will not have your girlfriend in your bed," Molly cried out.

"Mum, she needs me. Look at how ill she is. I want to comfort her and be there for her if she needs it."

"Molly, Ginny needs Kalya just as much as Kalya needs Ginny," Arthur reasoned with his wife, "I think Kalya is too ill for anything bad to happen."

After healing her arm and cleaning her up, Kalya laid in her pajama's her eyes barely open, watching Ginny pace around the room nervously.

"I'm scared for you," Ginny whispered.

"Don't be scared for me Ginny, I'll be alright."

"You could die."

"I could die just as easy in the war being on your side as theirs."

Ginny stopped and looked at her. She frowned and decided to crawl into bed with her. Cuddling together, the girls enjoyed each other's warmth. Ginny couldn't stop the feeling of dread and hurt crawl through her chest. Harry, Ron and Hermione were leaving tomorrow to go with Dumbledore. She would now be worrying about not only Draco and Kalya, but her brother and their two friends.

"Ginny," Kalya whispered, her breath tickling Ginny's neck.

"Yes?"

"I love you."

Ginny's heart swelled in happiness. She had heard Kalya say she loved her, and knew she meant it, but she had never heard her say it actually directed at her. Knowing she loved her, made Ginny's resolve to fight to keep this relationship together even stronger.

"I love you too."

She felt Kalya's lips turn up in a smile. Her breath began to even out and Ginny knew she had fallen asleep. Ginny laid there for what felt like hours as she held onto her girlfriend. She wanted so much for this moment to last forever. Holding onto the girl she loved, feeling her soft gentle breaths against her neck and knowing she is safe.

Ginny fell asleep happily, her body and mind at peace with itself for the moment in time allowing her to slip into a dreamless sleep. Both the girls slept peacefully, getting the best sleep they had, had in so many months. Molly peaked in threw the door, a smile on her face when she saw just how happy Ginny looked.

"See Molly dear everything is fine."

Kalya woke up feeling better then she had since the all the pain had started. She gently moved backwards on the bed and stared at Ginny. She was sleeping on her right side facing her. Her hair messy and the sun shining off made her hair look like a flame. Her face was peaceful, her eyes closed and her lips slightly parted.

She could feel the emotions she hadn't felt in months returning. At times she had a hard time sorting out which emotion was what. Love felt like happiness and happiness felt like love. Sadness felt like reality and happiness felt like a dream. She was trying to correct herself and feel all the emotions she could.

Letting a small smile light her face, she leaned forward and kissed her beloved's lips. Chocolate brown eyes blinked open sleepily. Ginny blinked a few more times clearing her eyes and a wide smile was brought to her face at the sight of bright green eyes.

"Good Morning," Ginny breathed softly.

"Good morning, mi amour."

"Spanish?"

"I can do French if you prefer."

When her giggling subsided Ginny pressed her lips again Kalya's in a much needed kiss. The girls lay in bed for a while, sharing a few sweet closed mouth kisses before getting up. They dressed quickly, and brushed their teeth before heading downstairs. Heaven's knew they couldn't afford to have Molly bust up here angry they had taken too long to get up.

"They leave today," Kalya asked gently.

"Yeah, we get to say goodbye. Who knows when we will see them again?"

"Probably when the war starts, but that is unimportant right now," Kalya grabbed her hand and walked into the living room with Ginny at her side.

It was a heartfelt and tearful goodbye and the Trio and Dumbledore left for Merlin knows where. Ginny cried hugging Ron goodbye. It was going to break everyone's heart having them gone. They already had so many people to worry about and now they were adding four more.

Kalya held Ginny as she cried out all her tears. They were going to make it. They had to make it, no matter what. All of them had to live and have a long healthy life. Ginny couldn't even think about losing anyone in the war, it would break everyone's heart.