She threw one of the knives nonchalantly at the tree a few feet from her as she fell deep in thought. She would grab all of them out of the bark and take her spot once more before she lazily started throwing them again.

"You're pretty good at that," Lucius said, taking in her perfect aim as she kept hitting the same spot on the tree with every knife she threw.

She gave a shrug as she threw another. "Found these throwing knives on one of those guys," she sighed as she made her way back over to collect them again.

He watched her continue to throw them. "Do you plan on using those?" he casually asked.

She just gave another shrug, "I don't know, maybe."

He just watched her for a few more moments, he was concerned about her state of mind. "How's your face?"

"Oh, you know...swollen...bruised...it feels great," she sarcastically said as she collected the knives again and pocketed them.

He tried with everything in him to be patient with her, but he had his own stress and worry eating at him about his wife and son.

"Looks like there's a fire somewhere," he said, noticing a cloud of smoke in the distance. "Perhaps we should make our way towards it in case its the others trying to signal us," he suggested.

Ginny just grabbed whatever stuff they managed to scrape up along the way and started walking towards it without a word. She felt absolutely nothing anymore...for the time being anyway. She had completely shut all feelings out just like she had done for so long before all of this started. There was just no possible way to handle the amount of agony she was holding in right now. When she did start to let any feelings start to surface, it was nothing but anger and rage towards Will and his men.

Lucius followed her and didn't dare try to converse with her in any way in her current state. Her clothes were stained with the blood from the man she killed as well as her face and hands. It was bothersome to him that she didn't seem to care either. He didn't even hear her mention Draco once this entire time, but he knew it wasn't intentional. He continued to be as patient as he could be with her until she was ready to start talking.

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"Here, I got some water," Pansy said, helping Harry take a sip.

"Thanks," he said with a weak voice.

She looked at him with worried eyes as she took in his soaked shirt and hair as he fought a dangerously high fever. His face was pale and clammy and his eyes bloodshot and sunken in; the infection had become worse in less than a day. She had him sitting against a tree as she took a look at his bandages.

She felt a lump form in her throat as she saw how much the infection spread. Almost his entire side was red and swollen and his body was on fire. She felt so helpless, there was nothing she could do to help him.

"How's the pain?" she asked him.

He just gave a weak smirk, "I think I'm finally getting used to it," he laughed before falling into a violent coughing fit.

He squeezed his eyes tightly shut at the severe pain running through his body, "Never mind, I lied."

Pansy just gently stroked his head, running her fingers through his sweat-soaked hair. "You need a shower, I'm afraid," she said softly, giving a small laugh.

He closed his eyes and just gave a silent laugh.

She continued to change his bandages, "It looks like there might be a town in the distance. We can finally get you all healed up." she said with a smile looking at him.

He didn't say anything.

"Don't be discouraged, remember you told Ron and I you would be fine. You don't want to be made out as a liar now do you?" she said with a small laugh.

Again he didn't say anything, he just sat there limp.

"Harry?" she called out again.

She felt her heart stop and her breath catch in her throat. "Harry?" she called out again, this time her voice cracking with emotion.

She gave him a hard shake, "Harry?"

He slowly opened his eyes and stared out into space. "I'm here, I'm just...tired." he barely whispered out as his eyes closed once more.

She felt his pulse and was a bit relieved to hear a pretty solid rhythm still. She got to her feet and walked back over to where Ron was.

"How is he?" Ron asked.

He watched Pansy's eyes fill with tears and she quickly walked away and fell into a fit of sobs. She didn't really show emotion like that and felt awkward to show any signs of weakness. Ron got up and made his way over to her and took a seat on the ground beside her.

She just started shaking her head and wiping her tears away. "He's barely hanging on...I don't think we're going to make, Ron." she cried, as she ran her hands through her hair in frustration.

"We can't start thinking like that, remember what Harry said-"

"Screw that shit, Weasley. He's dying from this infection... it's killing him, do you realize that?" she snapped angrily.

"Of course I realize that, but it's not going to do either of us any good if we just accept that. We need to keep trying and keep pushing," he said, putting an arm around her.

She was caught off guard by Ron's gesture and she turned to look at him with teary eyes.

"Ok?" he asked her.

She gave a tearful nod before she fell into another fit of sobs.

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He kept glancing over at her as they continued walking; they had walked a few hours already without a break. He could tell she was getting tired, but was too stubborn to admit it, which made him smirk to himself. She held her head in her hand for a moment before she kept pushing forward when she noticed Draco stop walking suddenly.

"Why are you stopping?" Hermione asked.

He looked over her exhausted state and just gave a small sigh, "I need a break," he lied, just so she wouldn't have to admit that she needed one.

She looked at him for a moment as a slight smile formed and she nodded before taking a seat against a nearby tree.

"Here," he said, handing her a bottle of water from her bottomless bag he carried for her.

"The smoke is starting to clear, we should get going again," she said, taking a quick sip of water and getting back up.

Draco looked at where they had seen the explosion across the way. "I think we still have a few minutes to rest," he said firmly as he looked at her.

She just gave a nod and sat back down.

"That's a great idea, I think you have plenty of time to rest," came a voice from behind them.

They both jumped up; Draco immediately gripping the wand they had snatched off one of Will's men. As soon as Draco turned to see the men that appeared behind them, his eyes went straight to the one who spoke. He looked a lot like Will and Joe and he only assumed it to be another one of Will's five brothers.

Draco didn't hesitate to throw out the first spell, but the man had some sort of reflective shield up as it flew back and hit Draco right in the chest knocking him to the ground. He quickly scrambled to get up, but he heard the Cruciatus curse leave the man's mouth and he was on the ground again in unbearable pain.

Hermione went to run to grab the wand Draco dropped and felt a binding charm wrap around her legs, making her fall to the ground. She dragged herself towards the wand as quickly as she could. Just as she was about to grab it, someone dragged her across the ground over to them and pulled her up off the ground by her hair.

"Don't you fuckin lay a hand on her," Draco said through clenched teeth as the curse was finally lifted.

Two men grabbed him off the ground and held him tightly with a knife at his throat. Will's brother walked over to him with a wide smirk.

"I'm Johnathan, by the way, and let me just say...I've been waiting to meet you face to face Draco Malfoy. The man responsible for my baby brother's death..." he said with a sneer before he punched Draco hard in the face.

He grabbed his face and punched him again and again until Draco fell to the ground on his hands and knees. He spit out a mouthful of blood before Johnathan kicked him hard in the ribs making him yell out in pain.

"STOP IT! PLEASE STOP IT!" Hermione cried out.

Johnathan kicked him hard in the face and then once more in the stomach until Draco finally lay there on the grass covered in his own blood. He tried to pick himself up, but he grabbed his side in pain and spit out another mouthful of blood.

Johnathan turned his attention to Hermione and walked over to her as he conjured up a rope. "And now, your turn," he said with an evil smile.

He grabbed her shirt and wiped his bloody knuckles off on it before he tied her hands behind her back. He threw the rope over a large tree branch and handed the end to one of his men. He tied a large loop and held it out in front of her.

"I take it you know what a noose is, yes?" he said with another smile as he threw it around her neck.

She felt her body trembling in fear and she broke down into hysterics as she realized what awaited her.

Johnathan nodded to the man holding the other end to start pulling on it and Hermione felt the rope tighten around her neck and start to pull her higher. Her feet barely touched the ground as she desperately tried to find something to step on.

Draco heard Hermione's cries as his mind screamed at him to get up, but his body refused to do so. He watched the fear fill her face and he wanted to help her...he had to. He noticed the wand on the ground not too far from him and tried with every bit of strength left in him to crawl over to it. His eyes glanced over at Hermione's rising body as her legs kicked wildly about and then he locked eyes with her.

He couldn't explain what made him suddenly get up, he didn't know where the strength even came from, but he had the wand and he was on his feet. He threw out a killing curse at one of the men without a second thought and watched him hit the ground. Johnathan and the other man were so wrapped up in Hermione that they didn't notice Draco's new found adrenaline. They were caught off guard as he threw another deadly curse at the other man and then he just had Johnathan left.

Draco quickly waved his wand to cut Hermione down and saw her fall to the ground before his attention was back on Johnathan.

"How do you think this is really going to end, Draco?" he laughed as they stood a few feet from each other, both grasping their wands tightly.

"I think you'll be seeing your baby brother sooner than you think," he sneered before he threw everything he had out at the man.

Again, Draco ended up on his back with and his wand disarmed and Johnathan walked over to him. He just looked down at him with a smirk as Draco looked around to find something as a weapon; he saw a knife on the ground but it was too far to grab.

"Looks like I win," he said as he towered over Draco.

He couldn't help but be taken back to the day he and Ginny practiced fighting in the arena at the Manor and he said the same thing to her right before she leg swiped him. Draco gave a quick smirk before he took his leg and kicked Johnathan's out from under him making him fall to the ground. Draco got on top of him and started wailing on him, one fist after another; each hit harder than the last. He felt the man's warm blood covering his hands and it just made him want to keep hitting him. He couldn't help the amount of anger he felt right now as he glanced over at Hermione's gasping form only feet from him. He started to pummel the guy harder until he was sure he was dead; his face was unrecognizable after Draco was finished with him. He didn't care that he just beat a man to death, all he cared about was letting all of his anger out.

He rolled over onto the grass trying to catch his breath as he felt tears well up in his eyes and then crawled over to where Hermione was.

He grabbed her face and looked at her tear-stained cheeks "Are you alright?"

She let out an emotional gasp as she nodded yes before she took his hands from her face and held them in hers. He had been holding back a lot of emotion since Azkaban and Arthur's death; he didn't expect it all to come out now. His hands were shaking from everything that he and Hermione just endured and he felt the tears start to fall from his eyes. He looked away from her, but she was just as much of a mess as he was and clasped onto him as they both fell into an emotional mess of sobs.

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Ginny was walking around the front of the house to see if it looked like anyone still lived there. They had just stumbled upon this house in the middle of the woods in a small clearing and saw the state it was in.

"It's looks abandoned," Lucius said, looking at the wasteland of children's toys all over the front yard.

Ginny picked up a doll off the ground that was dirty and just stared at it for a few moments before she threw it back down. There was a baseball bat and glove, a jump rope, a few balls and every other kind of toy you could imagine to play outside with. She couldn't help but think perhaps something bad happened to the family that lived here.

A few moments later Lucius came walking out of the house. "Definitely abandoned, nothing really useful to take," he said as he walked back over to her.

She nodded ahead of them suddenly, her expression blank. "Looks like we have company," she said, as a few men started to approach them.

One of the men pulled out a small orb and held it in the palm of his hand to show them. "I take it you both know what this is," he said with a grin.

Ginny and Lucius exchanged a look as they realized it was one of the orbs Narcissa had made when they were attacked at the Manor. Ginny could see the anger fill Lucius' face as he knew that must have meant they were able to break Narcissa. Ginny and Lucius both knew the type of damage that thing could do and they quickly ran to take cover as the man threw it at them.

Ginny heard the deadly little bomb go off and felt herself being thrown forward into a tree. All she heard was ringing in her ears for a few moments as she pulled herself up off the floor and looked around. She tasted blood in her mouth and felt it running down from her nose as she wiped it off on the sleeve of her shirt. She saw Lucius already up and at it with one of the men and she barely had time to react to the one already wielding a knife at her.

He swung it and caught her shirt as she jumped back and tore a hole in it before he grabbed her arm and pulled her towards him. She punched him hard in the face, making him stumble back for a quick moment before he was grabbing at her again. She went to swing her fist again when he grabbed it and slapped her so hard she fell to the ground. He stood over her and went to bend down to grab her once more when she grabbed one of the knives from her pocket. She didn't think twice about swiping it across his throat in one quick motion and felt the blood spray all over her as he clenched his neck. He fell to his knees as blood continued to pour from him and onto her until he fell to the ground. She pulled herself up and saw another man running at her when she took the same knife and threw it right at his chest, making him also fall to the floor in a puddle of his own blood.

She felt someone grab her from behind as she struggled to get free and then slammed her head back into his forcing him to fall to his knees and grab his face. She went to run when he grabbed her leg making her fall to the floor also and she suddenly felt him stab her in the side of her thigh. She let out a painful scream and grabbed her leg as she desperately crawled away from the man. Before the man had a chance to do anything else, Lucius grabbed him and started beating him until he was knocked out.

Lucius scooped her up and carried her over to the steps of the abandoned house they came across.

"Are you alright?" he asked and received a quick nod from her. "Let me check these guys out and see if they have anything useful on them that may help. I'll also take a look for some water nearby," he said, receiving another quick nod from her.

She looked at the knife sticking out of her leg and grabbed the handle to it and went to pull when she let out a painful scream.

"FUCK!" she yelled out.

She slipped her shirt off, leaving her in just a tank top and balled up a piece of her shirt and stuck in her mouth. She wrapped her hand around the blade once more and gave a light pull, making her bite down hard on the fabric. Her breathing became more rapid and she grew angry as adrenaline filled her body and she gave it one quick yank and gave the loudest muffled scream her body would let out.

She took her shirt and started ripping it so she could use it to tie around her leg. She managed to pull herself up from the step and drag herself into the house to see if there was something more useful in there to use. She could barely make it past the front door and threw herself onto some old dusty couch that was in there.

"That looks pretty painful and quite frankly, dear, you're a fuckin mess," came a voice from the across the room.

She looked up and an explosion of anger erupted in her and she jumped off the couch in an attempt to attack him, but she fell to the floor instead and let out a loud painful growl.

Will walked over to her and grabbed her arm and dragged her back over to the couch to sit down. He just looked at her for a few moments as she tried to fight through the pain.

"What the fuck do you want?" she hissed out. "Actually, never mind, it doesn't even matter anymore," she said, grabbing her shirt again and ripping it a few more times as she attempted to wrap it around her leg.

He watched her struggle with the now bloodstained shirt and he surprised himself when he felt a slight frown cross his face. He snatched the shirt from her and threw her hands back before he took it upon himself to wrap it around her leg a few times.

She slid her hand in her pocket to grab one of the many knives she had, but before she could even grasp it all the way he locked eyes with her and shook his head. "Don't," he said before he tied a knot hard around her leg as it put pressure on her wound making her let out another painful scream.

She felt her body wanting to give up, everything in her was telling her to just close her eyes.

"You've changed, Ginny," he said to her. "Killing men? Their blood covering every inch of you?"

"Just giving you a preview of what's to come," she said through clenched teeth.

He just gave her an amused smile and squatted down in front of her before he locked eyes with her. "Draco killed my brother."

"Yeah, haven't we established that already-"

"NO! He killed my other brother, Johnathan," he said, looking at her, his eyes turning deadly.

Her eyes went wide when he said those words, she knew he was angry. Her eyes traveled to the front yard to see if Lucius was back yet, but she didn't see any sign of him.

Her eyes traveled back to his. "So what do you want?" she asked.

"Well, someone has to pay, now don't they?" he asked her.

She didn't say anything.

"Right?" he asked her again as he squeezed her bloody leg.

"YES!" She yelled out.

"Now being that you love Draco so much, I'm betting that you would be more than happy to make up the wrong that he's caused me...right?" he asked, an evil smile tugging at his lips.

Ginny let out an emotional breath before she gave a slight nod.

"Good girl, let's go," he said, grabbing her to her feet and dragging her through the house.

He dragged her into one of the bedrooms and threw her on the bed before he waved his wand. She could see the swaying trees from the window start to slow down and soon everything was in slow motion except for her and Will.

He took a step towards her and she scrambled across the bed away from him, but he grabbed her leg and dragged her back over to him.

"Ginny, please don't make this harder than it needs to be," he said as he straddled her.

She struggled against him, but the pain from her leg was making it hard for her to move. She slapped him hard, letting her fingernails dig into the side of his face. He finally wrapped one hand around her throat and punched her across the face, making all her struggling come to a stop. She let her head just fall to the side as she felt him grope her body until he grabbed her face to look at him.

"I want you to keep your eyes on me," he said; his tone firm. "I would hate for you to miss anything from this experience," he said with a wide grin as he ripped her pants open and forced her legs apart.

She felt him about to enter her and her eyes welled with tears at the anticipation and she closed her eyes as she felt the tears fall.

"No, no, open those pretty little eyes now, Ginny," he said, grabbing her neck firmly as he pushed into her.

She stared at him, but she saw nothing, her body just gave up fighting; the tight grip she had on the hand he had around her neck loosening. She was gone, her mind went off somewhere else, everything became silent... the only noise that filled her ears was the squeaking bed frame.

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"There's like five or six...I can't see that great from here," Pansy said, ducking back down behind the tree.

"I'm only getting five myself, now how are we getting past them?" Ron asked.

Pansy looked at Harry, who was in and out of consciousness and shook her head. "We might need to take them out, there's no way we can drag Harry with us past them without being noticed," she said.

She knelt down in front of Harry and ran her fingers through his hair, making him open his eyes a bit to look at her. "Hey, we'll be right back, Ron and I need to just go take care of something."

He gave the tiniest of nods.

"Don't go walking off without us, mate," Ron said with a smirk, making Harry give a small smile before his eyes closed again.

They both looked at him with sad eyes before Pansy cleared her throat. "Come on," she said, leading the way.

Neither of them had any weapons to use so their approach had to be smart. She silently made her way closer to the group of men and took cover behind each tree as she neared them. She grabbed a rock off the ground and threw it as far she could to make it seem like there was someone around that area so they would walk off. She exchanged a quick triumphant smile with Ron as they started to walk towards the sound. Just as she was about to walk over to the next tree she heard Harry start to fall into a violent coughing fit which made every man turn their head.

"Shit," Ron mumbled, as they started walking over to where Harry was.

Pansy's heart went into a panic and she completely gave away her position as she charged right at the man about to discover Harry lying there half dead. She knew he didn't stand a chance in his condition so she barreled towards him as fast as her feet would carry her. She felt spells flying past her as she ran right at the man and tackled him to the ground. The man was on top of her and she kicked him backward off of her and quickly scrambled over to get his wand. She managed to grab it, but before she could pick it up someone stomped hard on her hand making her scream out in pain.

Ron tackled the man away from Pansy as she quickly snatched the wand with the other hand and threw a spell at the man Ron was fighting. There were still five men and only two of them, one with a wand and the other without. Pansy put a quick shield up in front of them to give them some time to think of a plan. She threw an explosive spell at one of the trees causing it to fall on top of two of the guys which still left two more men. She waved her wand once more when she was suddenly disarmed and thrown backward by a spell.

The man came face to face with Ron. "Give up you fool, you'll only end up like your father," he said with an evil sneer.

Ron flung himself at the man and swung his fists repeatedly at the man knocking him to the ground where he kept punching him. He felt the other man grab him off and throw him up against a tree and swung a knife at him. Ron quickly dodged the weapon, but when the man swiped it again, he felt the blade slice his upper arm. He was then kicked hard in the chest backward against the tree once more before Pansy suddenly jumped on top of the guy from behind taking them both to the ground. She felt the man's hands around her throat as he slammed her head repeatedly on the ground when he suddenly was hit with a curse and fell dead on top of her.

She quickly pushed him off of her and pulled herself up to see Draco and Hermione standing a few feet away.

"Draco?" she choked out.

She barely recognized him, his face was bloody and bruised and he had an unreadable expression on his face, he and Hermione both did.

"You ok?" he asked her, helping her up off the ground.

She gave a quick nod before they both turned to see Ron and Hermione reunite. Draco just watched the way Ron snatched her up in his arms and buried his face in her hair as he broke down. He couldn't help but think of Ginny and how he wished he could do the same...his Ginny. He refused to think of her being dead already, he knew she was a fighter and he believed they would make their way back to each other soon.

Draco's eyes traveled over to Harry slumped against a nearby tree, he hardly noticed he was there at first. "What the hell happened?" he asked, as he made his way over to him with Hermione close behind.

"It's his wound, it's infected and we've had no way to treat it," Pansy explained.

Hermione already had her hands in her bag searching for all the potions she had. She pulled out a bunch of different ones and started dumping them down his throat.

"I don't have anything for the infection, but I gave him something to slow it down drastically from spreading any further. I also gave him a pain relief potion and something for his fever. How long has he been unconscious?" she asked.

"He's been in and out for about a day now," Pansy said, a look of concern covering her face.

"Help me search these guys real quick for something useful," Hermione said. "Draco, can you watch him for a minute?" she asked.

He nodded as he watched her walk away. He turned to Harry and looked him over, he was angered by the state he was in. He was surprised to see him open his eyes and look at him.

"Hey," he whispered out.

Draco just smirked at him,"Hey, you know while you're napping the rest of us are actually trying to find our way back home," he joked, causing Harry to give a small smile.

"Wh-where's Ginny?" he asked.

Draco felt his heart sink, "Uh...she's not with me...I was with Hermione." he said softly.

Harry just gave a small nod, "She...she's ok, right? Ginny?" he asked as his eyes fought to stay open.

Draco felt the tears start to sting his eyes. "Yeah...she's ok," he said, as he watched his head fall to the side.

He watched his breathing slow down and at one point he thought he was dead. "Harry?" he called out.

He grabbed him and gave him a hard shake. "Hey?"

He finally gave a sigh of relief when he heard him take a deep breath in.

"He's going to be in and out of it like that for a while," Hermione said, walking back over to them. "For now, I saw some smoke coming from somewhere nearby, maybe we should follow it and see if we get as lucky as we did by following this trail of smoke?" she suggested.

He just nodded in agreement, at this point he would be willing to try anything to find Ginny and his father. He just hoped that she really was ok.

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"How much more will you allow yourself to be punished for all the wrongs Draco has done. He killed my first brother and you paid for it in the end...he killed my second brother and well...now look at you," Will said, watching Ginny pull herself up off the bed. "In my opinion, if you really want to be mad at someone it should be him, I'm just doing what needs to be done," he said with a smile.

He walked over to her and sat beside her. "Sorry things turned out this way," he said before he waved his wand and sped the time back up around them. "I'll see you soon...and Ginny?" She turned to look at him, her face covered in shock. "If I were you... I'd think about what I said."

She watched him apparate out of the room and she suddenly heard Lucius call out her name. She quickly pulled her pants back up and wiped her face of any tears before she let out a growl of pain as she pulled herself up.

"Ginny?" he called out again. "GIN-"

"I'm right here," she said, making her way out of the bedroom. "I was just looking for something of use," she said, sitting on the couch.

"Let me take a look at that wound," he said as he reached for her thigh.

"I GOT IT!" she yelled out, making him pause.

He looked at her, but she didn't make eye contact with him. "Alright," he drawled. "Well, I managed to tie two of these guys up, we could question them and maybe get some answers to where Chamberlain is hiding out."

He looked at her when she didn't respond. "Ginny? Are you listening?"

She pulled herself off the couch and walked back outside where she saw nightime was starting to fall. He followed her to the porch and just watched her suddenly throw up over the side of the railing. Her body was trembling, she wanted to cry...she wanted to scream, but nothing came out. She slumped down onto the floor of the porch steps and got lost in her thoughts.

"I guess I'll start a fire, you'll need the night to at least rest," he said.

It had been about three hours later and still Ginny never left the porch steps. She heard Lucius try to make conversation with her, but the only thing she could think about was the feeling of Will on top of her. She was pulled from her thoughts as she heard one of the men start to wake up from being knocked out. Lucius got up and walked over to him as the second man too was waking up.

"Where are you keeping my wife?" he asked, starting off simple.

They both laughed at his question.

"Like we'll really tell you?" one of the men said.

Lucius just looked at him, "Well, now obviously I didn't think you would be so willing." he said with an evil smile as he snapped one of the men's fingers clearly in half making him scream out in pain. "The good thing is you've got nine more," he said.

"Do what you want to us, no amount of pain will make us talk, Will knows we are loyal to him." said the other man.

Hearing Will's name and how loyal these men were to someone like Will infuriated her to the point her hands were shaking. She pulled herself up from the steps and started walking over to the two men. She stopped and looked around the numerous toys that covered the ground before she picked up a metal bat. She dragged it with her until she finally stopped in front of them and just stared at them both.

"You only need one person to answer questions," she said before she swung the bat hard at the man's head making him fall to the ground.

"GINNY, STOP!" Lucius yelled out, but she was too lost at this point for him to get through to her.

She lifted the bat and swung it again bashing the man's head open all over the grass. She didn't stop, she kept beating him with it over and over, even when she felt his blood dripping down the bat and onto her hands. Lucius didn't know how to respond to her sudden behavior, he tried this whole time to let her work it out, but it didn't seem like that would be happening.

She took the bat and lifted the other man's chin with the end of it to look at her. "Are you going to talk now?" she asked.

He didn't say anything, he just looked at what was left of the man beside him. Ginny was tired of waiting for answers and grabbed her knife and stuck it into his leg. "What about now?" she asked.

"You crazy bitch," the man growled out through the pain.

Ginny just looked at him with disgust before she took the bat and swung it right between his legs. The man screamed out in agony and the sound drove Ginny to keep hitting him. She swung it again, feeling it crack his skull and she just kept going. She didn't think she would ever stop beating the man before her as she repeatedly bashed every inch of his body to death.

Her heart was aching, she felt so much pain in every way possible that nothing mattered anymore. She couldn't even remember the last time she thought of her sweet baby Lily and that wonderful memory Draco gave her. When she thought of everything these past few months it became agonizing to even process it all in her mind.

"GINNY?"

The sound of the voice that hit her ears made her stop and she turned around to see Draco and the others standing there. All watching in horror as she savagely beat a man to death. She looked at the bloody bat in her hands and threw it aside before she looked up at those mercury eyes again. She thought when she had seen Draco again, she would want nothing more than to be in his arms, but for some reason, she turned around and ran as fast as her wounded leg would take her.

He went to run after her, but Lucius grabbed him to stop him and just shook his head to let her be. Draco just stared after her and his focus suddenly shifted to his father who grabbed him into a hug. He couldn't remember the last time his father hugged him or showed any kind of affection or concern for him.

"I'm so glad you're alright," he said before he quickly pulled back and looked at his son's beat up face. "You ok?" he asked.

Draco just stared at him for a moment to take in everything before he gave a small nod. "You?"

Lucius nodded and then looked at the direction that Ginny ran off too. "Give her a few and then you could try talking to her," he suggested. "In the meantime, I'll fill you in on all that's happened."

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She fell to the ground in pure exhaustion, her body was giving up on her...she thought her heart would explode out of her chest at any moment. Ginny felt the bile rise in her throat and she tried so hard to keep it in but she lost the battle and threw up into a nearby bush. She threw herself back on the ground and cried out into the night, her hands tightly wrapped around her trembling body. She cried the hardest she ever had, she could barely catch her breath as her body shook with emotion.

Draco listened to her cries from a few feet away, his own tears falling as he heard how much pain she was in. He couldn't bear not being able to hold her any longer and he walked over to her and his heart sank. Her face was bruised and swollen and she was covered in blood from head to toe. Her once amber strands were stuck together with more blood, but the thing that was the most different was the look in her eyes. He sat on the ground beside her, unsure of what to say and unsure of what to do.

"Ginny?" he called out softly.

She looked at him as she desperately tried to not let Will's words play with her mind about Draco being the reasoning behind all her pain. She locked eyes with him, she saw he looked just as hurt and lost as she did.

He reached forward to take her hand, but she pulled away until he decided to grab her and pull her to him. He wrapped her tightly in his arms as she struggled against his grip before she finally gave in and clasped onto him. She buried her face into his chest and cried, her nails digging into him as she let everything out. From what his father told him they had been through the past few days he could only imagine the mental state Ginny was in. He still wasn't sure if he himself was a hundred percent since Azkaban or from yesterday when he and Hermione were almost killed.

He continued to hold her and rocked her a bit until her cries died down. He didn't say anything, mostly because he had no idea what to say to her. Seeing her beat that man to death was the last thing he ever thought he would see Ginny do. He thought back to the day in his bedroom when she tried to make him rethink his decision about wanting to kill the man who killed Astoria. He just hoped that somehow that Ginny was still somewhere inside of her.