On The Other Side by kumydabookworm

Rating: PG13
Genres: Angst, Romance
Relationships: Draco & Ginny
Book: Draco & Ginny, Books 1 - 5
Published: 10/08/2005
Last Updated: 10/08/2005
Status: Completed

Draco is giving himself to the Dark Side to keep Ginny safe. She can save him with two words.
Does she have the courage to do the thing she could never do before? Or will the man she loves be
lost? One Shot




1. On The Other Side
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A/N – Draco had married Pansy Parkinson and had 2 children with her. However, the Dark Lord
killed Pansy because she messed up a mission. He slaughtered Draco’s children when Draco protested
his wife’s murder. Then he met Ginny Weasley and fell in love with her.

It had been three years since Ginevra Weasley first realized she loved Draco Malfoy. First
realized she loved a Death Eater. The irony was he was a Death Eater because of their love. Because
of what she meant to him.

She lay awake next to him. Quietly he got up and left. He didn’t realize she was awake and she
didn’t ask questions. She already knew all the answers. There was nothing left to ask.

Her brother was dead, and he had been Bill’s partner. He had been the only one left from all the
people that knew her or her family alive after the last battle. Her entire family had died…but her
brother had been the first. Then Fleur, defending his body. Then Molly and Arthur, rushing to their
son. Fred and George had both fought violently and at their death, two large explosions set off
destroying even more Death Eaters. Ron died in Hermione’s arms as she slumped over his lifeless
body, shot in the back with a deadly spell.

Harry was now in hiding. Trying to find a way to end this horror. He had pushed the Order away.
He didn’t want any more weaknesses…any more loved ones that the Dark Lord could kill. So Draco had
comforted her. And she had learned about his childhood, his life. They fell in love and were
married.

But then, Draco kept leaving in the middle of the night. One day, she found his Death Eater
mask. The next day she looked at his left arm…and saw the beginnings of the Dark Mark where his
glamour had worn off. She had asked all the questions worth asking then. She remembered that
horrible day.

*“Why would you do this?” she looked at him plaintively.*

*He looked at her with a torn expression. “ They – they would kill you. I – God, those people
killed my mother, Ginny! My son too! My wife! Now I found you…can you blame me for not wanting to
lose another wife…another life…another love? Can you blame me for protecting our future
children?”*

She had had nothing left to say. So she pretended she didn’t know where he went every night. She
pretended that her husband was still the perfect man she had once thought he was. Because he was
doing this for her…for their children. Dumbledore was gone, and there was no one left to protect
them. No one but him.

But this was ripping her apart. This defied everything she believed in, everything she had ever
fought for. Except that she loved him…and she wanted so badly to stay with him. He didn’t know her
secret. That she was the thing she hated. She had a scrap of his master within her.

That she would die anyways soon…because she couldn’t live with this monster within her. Looking
at the paper she sighed. Her husband, the love of her life, had killed two children yesterday.
Neville Longbottom’s child, Anastasia, and Parvati Patil’s son…Ginny’ s godchild.

This, this façade was not a façade any longer. It was destroying the good man that her husband
was. It was killing the Light within him. And she couldn’t do this anymore. Couldn’t pretend that
she couldn’t see him drowning in Darkness.

She could save him with two words…would she say them? She hadn’t had the courage so far. But
looking down at their wedding pictures, at that awful mask…at the pictures of Parvati in funeral
black, at Anastasia Longbottom who looked so much like Neville…she knew she could.

She knew she would do it. For the Light…for her husband. She would save him, even if he didn’t
want to be saved.

“Avada Kedavra.”

Draco Malfoy came into the house to find his beautiful wife on the floor dead. Beside her was a
note.

*Draco,*

*You aren’t the man you used to be. This façade is killing you. I could save you from it, so I
did. Forgive me…but now you don’t have to pretend. There’s no one left to protect. No one but
you.*

*I will wait for you on the other side. Forever. I love you.*

*Ginevra*

Bitter tears dripped onto the ashes of a Death Eater mask as Draco strode off to find Harry
Potter. Voldemort would die for this. And then, then he would go meet Ginevra. On the other
side.



