Help Me Cause Im Breaking Down
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Rating: R for language, violence, sexuality, ^__^
Pairing: Ginny/Draco, Harry/Hermione, Ron/Luna, Blaise/OC
Disclaimer: I own Angelina, her family, Kit Lanchester, and any one else you don't recognize from the Harry Potter series
Ginny suffers through so much in her sixth year, and who's there to help her pick herself up? No one… for now.
Chapter 13: Commonality
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Angelina threw her hands up, hooked at the wrists to form an X, to catch the boot that, not only identical to the ones she was wearing, but was about to crash down on her face, and said, "Wish I could say it was nice to see you again Lexa." Angelina grunted as she threw the boot away, "After being gone for six years, it'd be nice to see my long lost twin, but not so much."
"You always were one to like the clichés Angel. Figured you'd like this one." Lexa Michaels' voice said. She was identical to Angelina, down to the fleck of green in her right eye, even the same clothes. Lexa flipped a knife out and laughed, "Fun while it lasted."
Angelina rolled to the left onto her side and threw her left leg out to sweep Lexa off her feet. She then lay flat and did a kick up before stepping her boot down on Lexa's throat. Lexa swiped at Angelina's ankle but Angelina jumped back. Lexa stood up and raised the knife threateningly before smirking and jabbing it out quickly twice, Angelina ducked both times, Lexa swiped for Angelina's neck but missed as well.
Again, she made to swipe for Angelina's neck but Angelina dipped back into a bridge and as she flew backward to go into a back hand spring, the knife nicked her left thigh, causing her jeans to rip, and blood to stain the black denim. She let out a small cry and pushed her hand onto the wound.
"You never were one to like pain." Lexa cruelly smiled and licked the blood off the dagger.
"You're sick." Angelina gasped out, "You're right, I don't like pain. But I've learned how to deal with it." She threw her injured leg up to round-house kick Lexa.
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"Why didn't you explain the plan to me?!" Harry asked over where he, Hermione, Ron, and Ginny were ducking behind a wall (like where there's a walkway downward and the wall separates that from the rest of the room), avoiding curses from Death Eaters.
"Because frankly Harry, you're an awful actor, you would've blown everything and killed us all."
Ron chuckled and said, "She's right, mate." Harry's sputtering stopped.
"Look, Harry, you and Hermione work on trying to I don't know… put a shield around Voldemort so he doesn't do any spells. Don't want him Crucio-ing us now do we?"
Harry and Hermione nodded.
"Ron, go help Blaise and Draco fend off Death Eaters. I'll go help Angie."
"Be careful Gin." Ron said, worry and pain evident in his voice.
"Don't worry Ron, I'm a big girl. Nothing'll happen." Ginny reassured him before standing up and shouting, "Finite Incantartum!" A Death Eater blew up.
"Note to self, never get on your bad side." Ron muttered, before taking a deep breath and running over to help Draco and Blaise.
Ginny stopped short when she saw the two Angelina's fighting. One of them had just landed a round-house to the other and then a jumping switch kick.
"Angelina!" Ginny called.
Both stopped and answered, "What?"
Ginny looked confused before noticing that the one with the cut thigh had on a gold bracelet, and the other had a silver one on. Ginny threw Angelina's wand to the real Angelina, "Kick her ass."
Angelina smiled and pointed her wand at Lexa.
"Can you really kill your sister? Your blood? Your twin?"
"Guess what bitch," Angelina started, using her hand to wipe away blood falling from a cut above her eyebrow, "Lexa had a blue fleck in her left eye, a birth mark on her neck, and a scar on her right arm. Next time you Polyjuice, make sure that the twin sister doesn't have different features from me. And, Lexa called me Lina not Angel." Angelina and the Polyjuiced-Lexa both said, "Avada Kedavra!" At the same time.
"Lexa" fell to the ground, dead, and Angelina flew backwards into the stone wall. She looked down at the ring around her neck that Blaise had given her, the shield that had protected her from the Killing Curse had came from the ring. "How?" Was her last thought before consciousness disappeared.
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"Harry!" Hermione shouted, when Harry was knocked down.
He stood up, watching briefly as Ron, Hermione, Blaise, Draco, and Ginny fought the Death Eaters. He growled and did a very powerful body bind on three Death Eaters in under fifteen seconds.
Ginny looked behind her to look for Angelina but spotted the crumpled, dead body of Bellatrix Lestrange and Angelina slumped against the stone wall, with her bleeding leg twisted at an impossible angle.
"Angie!" Ginny called out, causing Blaise to turn around. He ran over to her and skidded to the ground in front of her.
"Angie? C'mon, wake up."
"Dad, go away, lemme sleep. We'll go to the beach later." She moaned, her head lulling to the side, her brow furrowed.
"Angelina, wake up." Blaise said, pulling her head back to look at him.
She breathed deeply in and moved her legs and gasped, shooting awake, clamping her hands around her left leg, "Ow! Oh, my God!" She hissed through gritted teeth.
"Can you stand?" Blaise asked, "I don't know how to heal your leg and we need your help."
She looked at him and nodded, "You have explaining to do later about this ring, Mister." She told him as he helped her up. He smiled and kissed her lips quickly and turned back to the fight. Angelina looked at Bellatrix and grabbed her knife, immediately ramming it into a Death Eaters' black heart.
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"Virgin-ia." A voice taunted, entering the room from behind Voldemort, who remained still, watching the bloodshed with great happiness, even if his loyal subjects were getting slaughtered.
Ginny stopped suddenly and turned around, looking into the cold brown eyes of Percy.
"Per-cy." She mocked, not afraid of him anymore, which surprised her. Her eyes darted to his right hand where he carelessly twirled a sword. Ginny put her hands behind her back and muttered a spell and a sword appeared in her hands as well.
"Ready to die?" He asked, swinging the sword forward.
In a swift movement she swung in a circle, bringing the sword to crash into his, "Are you?"
There swords crashed together relentlessly, blocking the others' when they tried to impale them.
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Angelina watched Ron fall to the ground unconscious, Harry binding Death Eaters left and right making sure that they wouldn't get free till the counter-curse was performed, Blaise and Draco worked to kill Death Eaters, instead of binding them. She rested as the last Death Eaters were bound together, or killed.
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Ginny's sword knocked Percy's to the ground by cutting his hand. His hands coiled around hers, trying to control the sword himself, trying to wrestle it from her grip.
"Gin! Be careful!" Draco shouted.
"Shut up, and I will be." She growled.
Everyone gasped when they heard a slice, and both Ginny and Percy looked shocked. Ginny gasped and stepped away, her hands still holding the handle of the sword.
"Ginny…" Percy said, looking down at the sword through his stomach. He looked at her one final time before falling to the ground, dead.
Voldemort moved slightly and Ginny spun around before anyone could blink, and pointed the sword at Voldemort's throat.
"You took a year of my life. Made me hurt people I love and care about. Made me kill chickens. And awoke this damn curse inside of me." She growled, her swords' tip pressing into the defenseless Voldemorts throat, "I saw my brother murdered repeatedly because of you, you sick son of a bitch." She shouted, blood slipping from his throat, "You're the all mighty Voldemort! Why don't you do something?! Going to let a sixteen-year-old girl kill you? Seduce me! Make me put down my sword. You didn't have a problem doing it to me when I was eleven." She stepped forward, her sword pressed deeper into his throat.
"Gin…" Draco started, stepping forward.
"Stay out of this Draco." Ginny growled, her eyes piercing into Voldemort's red slits, "I have my sword pressed into your throat, one wrong move, I can cut your head off."
"Then do it, Virginia. It'll make you just as worse as me. You'll have a thirst to kill again. You'll kill again, and then your thirst'll be quenched for a small time. But what happens when that thirst, that hunger, comes back?"
"If I kill you, it'll be doing the world a favor." She said, watching more of his blood spill down her sword.
"Ginny, do it!" Harry pressed, Ron nodding his agreement, "You'll be saving the world."
Ginny struggled with tears and let out a whoosh of breath as she dropped the sword tip to the ground.
Voldemort, without his wand, without his Death Eaters, ran towards the back door. His hand reached to open it when Ginny threw the sword, and watched with sick satisfaction as it sliced into his head completely, pinning him to the door as he died.
Ginny let out ragged breaths and burst out crying. She felt arms wrap around her, and took comfort in her boyfriends' arms.
"BUCCAWK!" The chicken man ran around them.
"Lets go get your family." Draco whispered in her ear, leading her towards the exit, Ron, Hermione, and Harry limping behind them, and Blaise supporting Angelina as she limped on her broken leg.
They walked through the hallway, and to the end door. Ginny kicked it open and looked down, stairs leading to a torch-lit hallway. They limped down into the hallway and saw Death Eaters dead on the ground.
"We have to hurry." Ginny told them, tearing her eyes away from the body.
They ran as fast they could down the hallway, looking in the dungeon rooms.
"Be quiet!" A voice said a head of them, "We don't want to alert anyone of this, okay?"
"Kit?" Blaise asked when they made it to the dungeon's room where the Weasley's and Michaels' were being held.
"What are you doing here?" Kit asked, looking between them shocked.
"I could ask you the same thing."
"My initiation is today. Figured I could do one good thing before I become evil." She said, holding up the keys to the door.
"The Death Eaters are dead. Including your dad." Blaise told her, searching her face for sadness, but watched a smile break out.
"Thank the Gods."
"Voldemort's dead too." Ginny said.
"You have Gin to thank for that, not the Gods." Angelina told her with a small smile.
"Who's there?" Christina Michaels asked through the door.
"Chris!" Angelina cried happily, waiting while Kit tried the keys.
"Damn. I've been through almost all these keys. Watch it be the last one… the unlocking charm didn't work. A ha!" She cried victoriously as the door opened.
Christina ran out and hugged her sister, "Oh, my God! You look like hell!"
Angelina laughed and hugged her sister back. She limped forward into the room and heard Harry, Hermione, Blaise, and Draco shout together, "Lumos." The room lit up like a lamp had been turned on.
"Gege!" A little boy shouted and ran over to his eldest sister, his chubby little legs jiggling as he ran into her open arms. She scooped him up and hugged him tightly.
"Jam-jam." She whispered as she held him close and twirled him around.
"Angelina?" Crystal asked, waking up, "Angelina! Jason, Angelina's here." Jason woke up, and Landon followed.
"Mum!" Ginny shouted, "Dad!" The Weasley's sprung to life when they heard their youngest, and only daughter.
"Ginny!" Her parents gathered her in a hug, and Ron joined in, Bill, Fred, George did too.
"Are you ok?" Crystal asked her eldest child, "You're bleeding."
"Its ok." Angelina said, hugging them again, "I love you. I love you so much." She hugged her parents again, Christina, Landon, and James joined a moment later.
"As touching as this is," Blaise said without a trace of sarcasm, "We should get back and let Dumbledore know we're all alive, the Death Eaters are dead, and Voldemort is too."
"Harry! You destroyed Voldemort finally!" Molly shouted gleefully.
"Actually," Harry smiled proudly, "Ginny ended the terror of Lord Voldemort."
Everyone that hadn't witnessed it looked absolutely shocked.
"Be shocked later, leave now." Angelina quipped, walking over to Blaise, "You're ok?" Blaise asked her, brushing her hair from her face, frowning at the slowly crusting cut above her right eyebrow.
"Yeah, I am." She hugged him and sighed contently, breathing in his scent of oranges and spice, an intriguing scent.
"I love you."
"And I love you." She whispered.
"So, big sis finally found love." Christina chuckled, "Does he have a brother?"
"A sister." Angelina told her, smirking.
"Damn." Christina muttered.
"Good for me." Landon smiled, "How old is she?"
"Fifteen." Blaise told him, "At Beauxbaton. Sorry."
"Lets go home." Crystal suggested.
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They sighed and smiled as they wind whipped through their hair and the sun slowly raised before them.
Ginny smiled and looked over at Angelina. They smiled together and held their wands up, the tips touching as they shouted,
"Famanuat!"
An orange mist flew up to the sky, forming a Phoenix.
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In the distance, of Albus Dumbledore's office, he stood up from watching the sleeping Luna Lovegood, to look out the window.
Seeing the orange Phoenix soaring through the air, he smiled.
"It seems that book I gave Miss Weasley was handy." He said smiling as he awoke Luna, "They are safe." He said, casting a glance over his shoulder.
"The Phoenix?" She muttered.
"All in due time, dear. All in due time, will you know everything.
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"That thing, back there with Bellatrix." Ginny said, looking for an answer from Angelina.
"I had a twin sister. Ya'know how twins are common with pure-bloods. Well, Lexa disappeared before my first year. My parents," She looked at her hugging family, "Think she's still alive, a parents' hope. But, I know, she's dead. Voldemort must've figured it out because my father, being an Auror, led the search for her. They never found her. Never had a chance. I don't have the heart to tell them she's dead."
Ginny stayed silent and linked her arms with Angelina, then wove their fingers together and Ginny squeezed her hand.
"Lets go home." Ginny whispered, resting her head on Angelina's shoulder, Angelina rested her head on Ginny's watching the purple, pink, blue, and yellow sky open up to the sun.
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Ok. That's it. The next chapter will be the epilogue. Then after that, an alternate ending epilogue to show you what might be happening in the sequel.