Hanging By A Moment
By Duck Goddess
Disclaimer: I don't own anything except Leah Campbell and the plot.
eatingmania – The answer to your question is one. I'll post You Set Me Free soon.
basketball15 –Wow, I can't believe people actually fell for that. You'll see what he's doing in this chapter.
superspunky7 – LOL. Thanks! Oh yeah, thanks again for reviewing Locked in the Loo. Not a lot of people review it which saddens me a lot.
I'd like to celebrate the fact that Harry/Ginny is now canon! Woohoo! I know this is kind of a D/G but H/G is my favourite ship. Thank you, JK Rowling!
A/N: This is the last chapter of Hanging By A Moment. The next story will be called You Set Me Free.
Draco sat in his dorm and frowned. There was something wrong. He could feel it. There was something about the letters Ginny and Weasley received. Think, Draco, think! You live with Death Eaters. There has to be a clue SOMEWHERE.
Draco looked around the room. Nott wasn't high enough in the circle to be sent anything and Crabbe and Goyle were too damn stupid. Pansy Parkinson. Draco went down the stairs quietly and looked around the Common Room. It was empty.
My chance to look at the girls' dormitory, Draco thought wryly, I'll get to look at girls change.
"Wingardium Leviosa," Draco muttered as he levitated himself up the stairs to the girls' dormitory.
Draco stopped at the door that said 'Seventh Years'. He pushed the door gently. Everyone was asleep. He suddenly heard Pansy stir and jumped into the shadows.
He peeked at her. She was still asleep. Thank Merlin, Draco thought. He went to Pansy's bedside table and tried to open the first drawer. It didn't budge.
"Alohomora," Draco mumbled. The drawer opened.
Draco looked through it but didn't find a lot of things - make-up, magazines, typical girl stuff.
Suddenly, he spotted a blank piece of parchment. Aha! Draco smirked.
"Aparecium," he muttered and words instantly appeared.
He scanned through the letter and gulped.
Parkinson, (the letter said)
Meet us at Weasleys' house. 8:00.
Oh shit, Draco thought. He carefully erased the words and put the parchment back in the drawer. He then ran out of the dungeons.
"It amuses me how you instantly think of my petty, traiter of a son," he drawled.
"Lucius Malfoy," Ron snarled.
"Yes, Weasley, that is my name and I'm proud of it," Malfoy said, "Although knowing your level of intelligence, you probably wouldn't know the difference between a wizard and a hare."
Ginny stood there. She didn't know what the hell to do. Oh shit. This is a trap.
Yes, I think we already established that fact.
Ron instantly stepped in front of Ginny.
"What did you do to my family?" Ron growled.
"Oh, you know, ask them questions and torture them when they don't answer. Same old, same old," Malfoy said casually.
Ginny's eyes widened. I have to do something. I can't just stand here and let them die! The knife!
Her parents had given her a pocket-knife in case she didn't have her wand. "Muggle dueling is the best option if you lose your wand," her father said. She thought he said that just because of his obsession with muggles.
She stepped out from behind Ron and glared at Malfoy.
"Where are they?" Ginny asked coldly as her hand felt for it.
"I wouldn't hide them if I wanted you to know," Malfoy said smoothly.
Ginny whipped the knife out and held it to Malfoy's neck.
"I said, WHERE ARE THEY?" Ginny shouted. I guess dueling in a muggle way is alright after all.
If Malfoy was surprised or frightened, he didn't show it. Ron was the opposite.
"I'm impressed, Weasley. Your bravery is unwavering but you don't use your intelligence. If you have any, that is," Malfoy sneered.
Ginny gave him the deadliest look she could muster.
"You do know that I could stick this knife in your neck before you could finish saying the Killing Curse," Ginny growled.
"Oh, yes, I do know that. But, of course, I have thousands of other Death Eaters coming. Either way, you die. All I want to know is where he is," Malfoy said, leaning closer to her.
Ginny could see Ron twitch. She glanced at him, as if to say "don't worry; we're going to be okay".
"Just tell us where they are," Ron said.
"Oh, they're in the – Stupefy!" Malfoy cried. Ron fell and went unconscious.
"Ron!" Ginny shrieked. She ran over to him and whipped her wand out. She now had her knife in her left hand and her wand in her right.
"Well, well, Weasley, you're done with," Malfoy smirked, his wand pointing at her heart, "The rest of them are here. Now, tell me, where is he?"
"I don't know what you're talking about," Ginny said coolly.
"Wrong answer, Weasley. Now!" Malfoy shouted.
Figures appeared and Ginny recognized some of them like Pansy Parkinson, Theodore Nott and Crabbe and Goyle.
"Stupefy!" Ginny cried and Crabbe fell.
"Locomotor Mortis!" Pansy shouted but Ginny dodged it.
"Incarcerous," Ginny said and ropes appeared around Pansy. She struggled but she couldn't move.
Ginny shot spells and charms everywhere with Ron behind her. Unfortunately, she was losing since there were so many of them.
"Petrificus Totalus!" one of them cried and her arms and legs snapped together. Dammit! I'm going to die now! She thought sadly.
"Well, well, I wonder what the Dark Lord will do with you two," Malfoy taunted, "I know that he has met you before as an innocent, defenceless, little girl. It seems like you have grown in stupidity since then."
Ginny couldn't do anything. She couldn't move. She just watched him taunt her and mock her.
Her knife and wand were still clutched in her hands. Merlin, please, someone help me! Ginny thought desperately, please, help me!
She heard different footsteps and her eyes swiveled. Ginny immediately felt relieved.
"Finite," she heard Harry say and she felt the spell lift off her. Ginny leapt up with her wand ready in her hand. She put her knife back in her pocket.
"Thanks," Ginny said to him.
"No problem," Harry said.
She looked behind him and saw him. Draco, she cried in her mind.
"Ennervate," she said, pointing to Ron. Ron immediately woke up to find bushy, brown hair in his face.
"Ron! I'm so glad you're alright!" Hermione cried, giving Ron a rib-cracking hug.
"Where's Malfoy?" Ginny asked.
"Which one?" Harry and Draco said in unison.
"Lucius," Ginny replied.
"He disappeared when we came," Draco said, "The Order is trying to track him now." Ginny looked at him. She couldn't believe that she thought Lucius was Draco. They were so…different. Draco showed some kindness yet Lucius was just plain cruel. And Lucius was a hell of a lot older and uglier.
"Oh," Ginny said. She still couldn't quite find it in her heart to forgive Draco, even though Dumbledore wanted her to.
Harry looked at her. So did Draco.
"Thanks," she said quietly, "For coming here, I mean."
"You're welcome," Harry said while Draco remained silent. Was their relationship officially over? Ginny asked herself.
"I'd better find my family," Ginny said and left to see Dumbledore.
"Do you know where they are?" Ginny asked Dumbledore.
"We are looking for them. Patience is a virtue, young Ginevra," Dumbledore replied serenely.
How can I be patient? My family is MISSING!
"Why did they set up a trap for us?" Ginny blurted out.
"I don't know," Dumbledore said softly. Ginny frowned. This was the first time she ever heard him utter those words.
"Is it because of Harry?" she asked.
"Yes. And someone else," Dumbledore said.
"But who else would they want?"
"Young Mister Malfoy," Dumbledore said simply.
Ginny's jaw dropped. Why would they use them to get Draco?
"After all, he is in love with you," Dumbledore said.
She looked over at him. He was standing next to Harry, frowning deeply. Harry looked troubled as well.
"Are they…friends?" Ginny asked him.
"They will be." Ginny imagined them chatting and laughing like she and Colin or Leah did. That's impossible! Harry and Draco hate each others' guts!
Ginny shook herself out of it.
"Anyways, I really need to find my family," she said quickly.
"Don't worry. The Order is questioning Pansy right now."
Ginny couldn't help but bring up some tears. This had all been a stupid, obvious trap. How come she couldn't see that?
"You are more intelligent than you think, Miss Weasley," Dumbledore said kindly, "Always remember that."
"My family got hurt because of me," Ginny said softly.
"Not only because of you. They were connected with the Order of the Phoenix and that's what they want to know about. The Death Eaters want to know where the Headquarters is and what we know. It's not just because of you."
Well, I can't help but think that, Ginny thought angrily. She looked over at Draco. He was staring at her. Ginny really did want to forgive him but they would have to go into that secret-relationship routine again. She wasn't sure if she was ready to do that.
Ginny saw Ron coming over to her, looking very grave. Oh God, please don't tell me they're dead…
"We need to talk, Gin," he said solemnly.
"Okay," she breathed, trying to calm herself down.
They walked to the paddock where they used to play Quidditch and sat down.
"What's going on with you and Malfoy?" Ron asked bluntly. She stared, open-mouthed.
"Why would you say something like that? There's nothing going on between us," Ginny said smoothly.
"Ginny, don't give me that shit. I saw him kiss you in the dungeons," he said. Crap, forgot about that. She remained silent.
"I'm your brother," Ron said. Ginny looked up at him. She could see the concern in his eyes and couldn't help but think of all the times he hexed those boys who just wanted her help in Potions. She inwardly smiled.
"Okay. But you can't freak out or anything. And you can't tell Mum and Dad. If you do, I'll bat-bogey hex you. I think you already know what that's like," she snarled. Ron nodded hastily.
Ginny proceeded to tell him all that happened in the past two months, since the Quidditch match when Draco saved her life. Prior to what Ginny said, Ron freaked out.
"WHAT?" he shouted hysterically, "Ho-how…how?"
"I don't know, Ron," Ginny replied irritably, "People fall in love, have snog sessions…just like you and Hermione."
Ron blushed and he looked like a tomato with clothes on.
"But…he's…MALFOY! It's disgusting!" he continued. Ginny rolled her eyes.
"He's joining the Order, Ron. Have you forgotten that over half our family is in it? Can't be too disgusting, can it?"
"Look, Gin, I can get you to St. Mungo's if you want. I'll pay for it!" Ron said.
"Ron, I'm not mad. I'm not even sure if I like him anymore," she protested.
"Aha! Remember, he said that he couldn't trust you because you were a Weasley and stuff? You can't trust him either! We were brought up to hate him! He called Hermione a mudblood Merlin knows how many times!"
"I know," Ginny said gently, "But he's changed."
"Why are you still defending him? After all that he's done to you. He's turned you against your family!"
Ginny sighed. Inside, she knew he was right. The Weasleys hated the Malfoys and vice versa. That's how it worked. They weren't meant to be together.
"You're right," she finally said sadly. Ron grinned.
"Well, I'm glad you're making the right decision, Gin. You'd be better off with someone like…hmm…Harry," he said, not knowing the deeper meaning of what he just said.
"Mmm," Ginny said half-heartedly.
A/N: You Set Me Free will be longer than this, I promise! All the spells used were real, by the way.
Originally written: July 2005