I folded my last sweater and put it in my trunk. I look up at my owl that was perched up in her cage.

"You ready to leave Mya?" I ask a reach inside her cage and take her out. I brush her feathers loving the way their softness felt on my hands. I walk over to the window and unlatch the latch.

"I will see you soon," I tell her as I hold her up towards the sky. Without hesitation she spreads her wings and flies away.

I watch her until she was out of my sight. I then turn around and make my way back over to my bed. I run my hand over the bedspread as I think about my first day here at Hogwarts. I would have never guessed my life would have turned out the way it did.

I had some interesting times this year, some good and others... well not so great. To be honest though, I wouldn't have changed it, I believe it all happened for a reason.

As I just stood there reminiscing, I hear the door open and I hear someone enter.

"Didn't you hear, the ministry had many of the deatheaters arrested," I hear a feminine voice say.

"I heard that one of them was Malfoy's father," another states.

My eyes widen as I listen. I had left before everything was over, I had been sent to the hospital wing so I had no idea about what had happened to the deatheaters.

I sit up and walk around the bed to see it was Katie Bell along with one of her friends.

They look up at me as they realize I had heard what they were discussing.

"Lucius Malfoy was caught?"

She looks over at her friend them back at me, "I only heard Leianna, I'm not sure but I think so," she states a little hesitant, "And I think he was taken to Azkaban."

I gasp and cover my mouth. Draco immediately came to my mind. Does he know? He had to but I wonder how he was taking it. He may not be my boyfriend anymore but it didn't stop the fact I cared about him.

I walk past them and out the door. I knew it was a stupid move, to try and talk to him but had to find him, to make sure he was okay.

I make my way down the staircase and into the main area of the common room.

"Leianna, good to see you are doing better," Ron says causing me to stop briefly. I look over to where the trio was sitting.

Suddenly I became angry. They knew and they never thought to tell me.

"I'm fine," I state as I walk over to them, "Can you three please explain why no one told me Lucius Malfoy was taken to Azkaban?" I ask looking from Ron to Harry then to Hermione.

All three had a guilty expression to appear on their face.

"We thought it was best you didn't know, given the fact you and Draco..." Hermione goes to explain before trailing off.

"I deserve to know," I tell her, "I might not be with Draco anymore but I do still care about him."

"Were sorry," She says looking over to Harry then Ron. She then looks back at me, "We didn't want to upset you."

I let out a deep breath, "It's okay, I just don't like the fact you three thought you could keep it from me," I explain.

She gives me a weak smile which I try to return.

"I'm going to go talk to him, to see if he's okay," I tell them.

Hermione nods as I turn and walk away.

I open the entrance and make my way towards the staircase.

The hallways were pretty much clear given the fact students were in their dorms getting ready to leave for the summer.

I finally make it down the staircase and I round the corner that led to the dungeons where the Slytherin Common room was.

As I walk I pass some Slytherin students who only gave me a mean glare. I ignore them though as I continue on.

I finally make it to where I knew the entrance to the common room was. Outside stood one of Draco's friends.

Blaise looks up at me and immediately his face turns into disgust.

"What do you want?" he asks me bitterly.

"I need to talk to Draco," I explain, "Will you get him?"

He crosses his arms, "And why should I?"

I mock his stance and cross my arms, "Because I need to talk to him."

He lifts his eyebrow at me, "And I'm suppose to listen to you?" he asks as he lets out a small laugh.

"Yes," I reply shortly. I let out a deep sigh, "Please, it's important."

He rolls his eyes and turns, "Whatever, I think I want to see how this plays out anyways," he states as he enters the common room.

I let out a breath of relief and lean against the wall to wait for Draco.

It didn't take long for Blaise to tell Draco I was out here. Not even a minute later he appears looking rather irritated.

Before I could speak he grabs my arms roughly and drags me down the hallway.

"Draco, what are you doing?" I ask as I fought against his grip.

He doesn't' reply, he keeps pulling me instead.

Finally he stops and turns to me, "What do you want?" he asks, "Haven't you and your little friends done enough?"

I look at him confused, "Draco, I came here to check on you," I explain, "To see if you're okay."

He continues to stare at me, "If I'm okay?" he asks, "Bloody hell Leianna, my father is in prison because of you and your friends."

I back away from him, "How is that my fault?" I question him, "They attacked us, where we suppose to let them kill us?"

"You didn't have to get him caught, now I may never see my father again," he states.

"That isn't my fault and you know it," I say growing angry, "He made his choice, he knew what he was getting into."

"So now we are back to this?" he says letting out a deep breath, "Again let me explain something to you."

He reaches out and grasps my shoulders, "My father had to do it, he had to listen to him. If he didn't what do you think Voldemort would do? He would have killed my father, or my mother, or even me."

I look into his eyes and see the hurt and anger. I didn't know what to say, I couldn't change what had happened.

"Well what could we have done, waited for the Dark Lord to come and kill us?" I ask, "Would that have been better?"

He lets me go and backs away, "You were right," he states as he runs his hands through his hair.

"About what?" I question at his sudden change of the subject.

"We never can be together for sure now, you proved that," he replies.

His statement hit me like a ton of bricks. I felt the air leave my chest.

"Proved it?" I ask, "What in bloody hell did I prove?"

"That we are not on the same path anymore," he replies, "That we can never work."

"So what, that's it?" I ask him, "This... is it?"

"Yes, this is it, we are done and I think it would be best if we didn't talk anymore."

I don't' say a word; I thought for so long that this was the best thing. But now that the words had came from him reality hit me hard.

"So you want to act as if we never knew each other?" I ask pushing the subject further.

He hesitates at first but then responds, "Yes, it's what's best for everyone. You carry on with your life and I will mine."

I nod and cross my arms loosely, "Fine, if that's what you want."

"It is," he replies flatly.

I nod again, "All right, then I guess I will go," I say to him. I start walking again trying to hide the hurt. I didn't want to break down in front of him, I didn't want to look weak.

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Draco....

"Yes, it's what's best for everyone. You carry on with your life and I will mine." I tell her regretting the words even before the left my lips.

I could see the shock in her face even though she tries to hide it from me, "Fine, if that's what you want."

"It is," I tell her even though it wasn't the truth.

She nods again, "All right, then I guess I will go."

I refrain myself from saying more as she walks by me and down the hallway. I glance back watching her. When she was out sight I lean against the wall and slip down to the floor.

I had to let her go once and for good, it was in her best interest. Now that father had failed his mission it was only going to cause more problems on my family.

Now the Dark Lord was going to turn to me. I just knew that now he wanted to push my family even further. With my father's failure he will punish him for it. And what better way to punish him then to use me.

I ball my hands up and close my eyes. If my theory was correct I didn't want her around. She would be my weakness and I didn't want Voldemort to know that. If he found out I had feelings for her he would use it against me and I didn't want her life in any danger.

I had to let her go. No matter how much it would hurt I had to keep her away from me.

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Leianna....

It was raining... always a bad sign for me. At least I took it that way.

I watched the rain as it landed on the window and dripped down. Beside me sat Ron fiddling with some kind of candy he bought from the trolley.

Straight across from me Harry and to his side was Hermione.

I look over at Harry and he was studying me questioningly.

I sigh and look over at Ron. He glances at me and hold out his candy, "Want some?"

I shake my head, "No thank you."

I then return to looking out the window.

"Leianna," Harry says drawing my attention.

I look at him and wait for him to continue.

"We didn't' mean to upset you really," he explains, "We just thought it would make matters worse. We knew Draco would be upset and we didn't want you and him to fight over it."

I soften my expression, "I know, I'm sorry for how I talked to you three in the common room," I say looking at all three of them, "I just felt left out."

"We didn't' mean to make you feel that way," Hermione states, "Honestly."

"I know," I assure her, "I just overreacted, that's all."

I smile, "Forgive me?" I ask looking at all of them.

Hermione and Harry smile and nod while Ron nudges my shoulder, "You're forgiven," Ron says smiling at me.

I bump my shoulder against his and laugh lightly.

"So, Ron tells us you are staying with the Weasley's this summer," Hermione states.

I nod, "Yes, Molly and Arthur said I could, given the fact I have nowhere else to go."

"That's good," Harry tells me.

"Yeah, I'm sure George is jumping up and down right now," Ron adds while grinning

"Shut it Ron," I say hiding my smile.

Suddenly I hear the train whistle sound. I glance back out the window and notice we were now docking on the platform.

"I can't wait to be back home," Ron says as he stands up.

"Me too, I miss my parents," Hermione agrees.

I reach over and pick up my small bag and sling it over my shoulder.

We make our down the narrow hallway to exit the train.

I step down off of the staircase and onto the platform. Out of curiosity I scan the crowd just in case I say my mother. As I thought she wasn't there to greet me.

I had a feeling of sadness come over me. However though, it ended when I hear someone yell my name.

"Leianna," the familiar voice calls out again.

I look up to see George walking towards me.

I felt my spirit lift just seeing him. I needed him more than ever, I missed him and the comfort he gave me.

I take off running towards him and as I get closer he opens his arms.

I run into them almost knocking him down.

"I'm taking you missed me," he says as he rests his head on top of mine.

"Terribly," I say shortly as I bury my face in his chest.

However he pulls way and looks down at me, "I heard what happened at the ministry," he states, "Are you okay?"

I laugh lightly, "I broke my ankle, nothing big."

He laughs, "Yeah, taking down deatheaters was nothing big," he says sarcastically but then his facial expression changes.

I turn around and see Draco exit the train. He takes on look at us, his face blank of any emotion before he turns.

I watch as he walks into a crowd of people and out of sight.

I then turn back around and bury my face in George's arms, "Let's go," I tell him.

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"So he said all of that?" George asks as we were in the car heading towards his parent's house.

"Every word," I reply flatly.

"So you two are really done?" he questions me again.

I look down at my hands, "I guess we are," I tell him as I feel my chest tighten again.

"Well, maybe it's for the best Leianna."

I look up at him questioningly, what he could have meant by that.

"You said it yourself that you two were on opposite sides," he explains, "And you did tell him it was over."

"I know, it was just hearing it from him... it really bothered me," I clarify.

He takes my hand in his, "I know, but you have to face reality Leianna," he tells me and I knew it was a fact.

I nod knowing he was saying the truth, "I know, it just was hard to take in."

Before he could respond the car comes to a stop.

"We're here," Fred states causing us to look up.

I let his hand go quickly then I reach for the handle on the door.

I get out of the car and get my bag from the seat.

I then make my way towards the house where I see the door open.

Molly was waiting at the door for us with a big smile on her face.

Ginny and Ron were first to make it out so they were engulfed in a big hug as soon as they made it to her.

Once she let them go her eyes land on me.

"Leianna, dear," she says as she holds her arms out to me.

I smile and walk up to her accepting her warm welcoming.

"Thank you again for letting me stay here," I whisper to her.

She hugs me more tightly, "No problem, we're glad to have you," she replies as she pulls away. She places her hands on my shoulder and smiles, "You are always welcomed here."

"Thank you."

She nods and looks over at George, "Be a dear George and run Leianna's stuff up to your sister's room."

He looks over at me and smiles.

"Okay mum," he replies as he walks back towards the car.

"I bet your hungry," she says once he was away. She then starts ushering me inside the house, "I have dinner fixed come and eat."

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Dinner was terrific, probably one of the best I have had in a long time. Molly made sure I was fed and even kept offering me more.

Later they questioned me and Ron about what had happened at the ministry. It wasn't as bad as I thought it would be to talk about it. I told them how Ron had helped me many times and how he helped me once I was injured.

I had him blushing madly but I knew he was enjoying every second of it.

Eventually though it became late and Molly told us it was time to go to bed. I, however, had other plans.

Later, when I knew everyone had fallen asleep, I snuck down the stairs and towards the back door.

I wanted to go outside just to get some air and mostly to think.

I stepped outside still being quiet as I make my way to the small orchard that stood towards the back of the house.

The cool breeze ruffled my hair as I walked. I was glad it was no longer cold out, the warm nights air was refreshing.

Once away from the house I began looking for a decent spot to sit down. Eventually I found one and I sat down on the ground. I close my eyes and try to clear my mind of all thoughts, especially the ones about Draco. I needed to officially let him go and move on with my life. I knew I could do it, I already was.

"What are you doing out here?" I hear George's voice say.

I look back and see him approaching me. I smile and turn back around, "Just wanted some fresh air," I reply.

He walks over beside me and I look up at him. He smiles as he holds out a blanket, "I saw you through the window and thought I might join you, he explains.

He unfolds the blanket and I move to the side as he spreads it out.

After he had it completely laid down I get on it and lay back. He does the same beside me and we just lay there looking up at the stars.

"Beautiful isn't it?" he asks me.

"Yeah, I use to do this all the time when I was younger," I tell him, "Me and my mum would pack a little snack and spend all night just stargazing and talking."

"You were close to her weren't you?" he asks as he shifts to his side.

I look over at him and smile, "I was once upon a time," I reply as I too turn on my side facing him.

"But John changed that," I continue.

"I'm sorry Leianna," he says looking actually sadden by the fact I wasn't close to my mother.

"It doesn't bother me," I tell him as I lay down on my back again, "She changed, it wasn't about family anymore to her. She started caring more about wealth and status."

George leans more to me where his face was in view, "Some people are like that though, the good thing is that it didn't change you."

I smile up at him, "That's such rubbish George," I laugh causing him to grin.

"It's true, you are a good person Leianna."

Without thinking I reach up and touch his cheek.

The words formed on my lips before I had time to stop them, not that I wanted to stop.

"No, you are a good person George," I say, "You have always been there for me when I needed you. You protected, defended, and cared for me when no one did. And I am so thankful for that."

I knew where this was heading but this time I didn't stop it nor did I want to. I loved George, maybe not as much as I did Draco but that could change. I hoped it would.

He leans down to me and I lift my head propping myself up.

He kisses my lips lightly at first, perhaps to see if I was okay with it. I lift one of my hands and run it through his hair as I bring him closer to me.

Part of me still felt like this was wrong, part of me still wanted to be with Draco. I try to fight the thoughts away, to enjoy this moment with George. But Draco was still there, in my mind, regardless of what he had said to me.

I break the kiss and lay back down.

"You don't know how long I have waited for that," George tells me.

I laugh and look to him. So much love was reflected back to me. I needed to try, to try to move on, to be happy, without Draco.

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Draco....

"I don't' want to do this mother," I say as I sat in my bedroom.

"Do you think I want you to?" My mother asks me as she kneels down in front of me, "We have no choice."

I look up at her and see worry in her eyes. She reaches out and touches my cheek trying to comfort me. It had no effect, I still felt the uneasy feeling that had been in my stomach since I got the news.

"What if I can't do it," I tell her in a low voice. What the Dark Lord was asking had to be one of the most challenging and most reckless task anyone could probably face.

"You have to," my mother said her voice trembling over the words.

Before I could respond to her the door to my bedroom opens.

I look up to see my pompous idiot of an aunt and walk in.

"The Dark Lord requests Draco," Bellatrix states as a sadistic smile spreads across her face.

I look from her to my mother. Her hand seemed to still tremble as she pulled it from my cheek to rest on her lap.

I stand up and try to wipe any emotions I had from me. I didn't want to show any weakness when I face Voldemort, I needed to appear strong.

I hold my head high as I make my way out of my room and down the