Progress and a Future Proposal (End)

A/N: Welcome one and all, to the last chapter of, 'The Years of Change!' I know that I said that the last chapter would be the last Spring Break update, but I wanted to finish the story! So, by now you've probably figured out that it was an April Fools' joke :P this story is still going strong (hopefully)! Sorry if anyone was offended by it…anyways, so SIRIUS LIVES! YAY! And also, I hope you liked my decision on having Draco go with them to the Department of Mysteries.

Book 3 of the Love and Hate's Daughter trilogy will be called *drumroll*

The Meaning of Life.

You heard me, we actually made it to book 3 xD I do not know when it will be up as school is tomorrow, no more Spring Break :( It will hopefully be out the upcoming Friday, Saturday or Sunday of next week.

Enjoy the last chapter of 'The Years of Change!' :)

Lina

I continue to run after him, accidentally dropping the Prophecy, which smashed into little pieces. My heart runs cold as I hear Harry's voice yell, "CRUCIO!" He must be angry. Really angry.

I grab Harry by the arm, forcing him to look into my eyes. "Harry please, you have to listen to me please," I coax.

"She killed Sirius!" Harry snarls.

"No she didn't, Sirius is still alive," I tell him soothingly. "I swear on the River Styx, Percy pushed him out of the way. He got hit by a Stupefy. I'm sure the Order's taking care of him. And now Sirius will finally get to live as an innocent after all these years. So basically…" I turn to Bellatrix. "YOU DIDN'T KILL SIRIUS BLACK!" I mock.

"What?! I didn't?! How dare you?!" Bellatrix shrieks before turning to Harry. "Never used an unforgivable curse have you, boy? You need to mean it Potter! You need to enjoy causing the pain! Here, let me give you and Quimby a lesson…Crucio!"

I grab Harry and we dodge behind a statue. A Protego could not shield from an Unforgivable Curse.

"You will not win against me! Neither of you!" She roars.

"YOU TRIED TO KILL SIRIUS, AND THAT'S JUST AS BAD!" Harry yells.

"I was and am the Dark Lord's loyal servant. I learned the Dark Arts from him, and I know spells of such power, that neither of you will ever compete with!" She sneers.

"I BET I COULD TAKE YOU!" I yell, leaping out from the statue, Harry desperately trying to pull me back. "STUPEFY!"

"PROTEGO!" Bellatrix spins around fast. "I will give both of you one last chance. Give me the Prophecies, or die!"

"Well, you'll have to kill us!" I scream. "Harry's got smashed because he didn't catch it when I threw it to him, and mine got smashed while I was running over here! THERE ARE NO PROPHECIES!"

"LIAR!" Bellatrix yells in fear. "You're LYING! ACCIO PROPHECIES!" She screeches. "ACCIO PROPHECIES!"

When nothing happens, she screams, "AVADA KEDAVRA!" twice.

Harry and I duck immediately behind the statue again as the spells fly over our heads.

Times Lina Quimby narrowly escaped Avada Kedavra tonight: two.

"MASTER I AM SORRY! I TRIED!" Bellatrix screams.

"DON'T WASTE YOUR BREATH!" I sneer. "HE CAN'T HEAR YOU!"

"Can't I, my dearest Alina?" A high cold voice that made me jump speaks. "So…my Prophecies are smashed…" Voldemort says coldly. His eyes turn to me. "I must say, daughter…corrupting Lucius's son…just when I thought you couldn't sink any lower into the realm of bloodtraitors…"

"I didn't corrupt him, Father." I say through clenched teeth.

Before I could stop him, Voldemort whirls on Harry, "AVADA KEDAVRA!"

"HARRY! NO!" I scream. I rush out to block it from him, but as I did, a gold statue flies in front of Harry and me.

Times Lina Quimby narrowly escaped Avada Kedavra tonight: three.

"What?" Voldemort turns around, before smiling lazily. "Dumbledore…"

"You should not have come here tonight, Tom," Dumbledore says angrily. He then turns to us. "Stay where you are," He says calmly.

Then he and Voldemort begin to duel furiously, shooting spells that I'd never seen in my life. I gasp when Voldemort used fire—please tell me I didn't get it from him? No. I got it because of my status as a demigod-witch, just like Anne got the power of controlling ice. Not because of my so-called father.

I watch as the duel continues, and Dumbledore eventually makes Voldemort turn into a pile of dust. I watch in horror as the pile of dust flies toward us.

"PROTEGO!" I scream, but the dust flies right through my shield and straight into Harry.

"Harry?" I ask, as he collapses to the ground. He starts to scream, and I sob, shaking him. Dumbledore kneels down next to me, trying to revive Harry. He grits his teeth and starts writhing on the floor. I was worried out of my mind, but after one last scream he comes to.

Harry's eyes meet mine. "Where's Voldemort?!" He asks.

Suddenly, the atrium starts filling with people. I stare at them with what must be a dazed, distraught expression. There were cuts all over my arms from the battle. I help Harry up.

"He was there!" A scarlet robed man shouts. "I saw him, Fudge, I swear I did! He grabbed a woman, and a girl about her age, maybe a little older," The man points at me, "Before disapparating!"

Bellatrix, and Brooke. That's who he grabbed.

"I know, Williamson, I saw him too!" Fudge cries.

"If you proceed downwards to the Department of Mysteries, Cornelius," Dumbledore says, "You will find several Death Eaters bound together in the Death Chamber awaiting your decision on what to do with them."

"What happened here?" Fudge stammers, "What on earth?"

"We can discuss that after I have sent Harry and Lina back to Hogwarts," Dumbledore says calmly, walking over to a pile of rubble and muttering something. He pulls out a piece of it.

"Take this Portkey, both of you," Dumbledore says gently, holding out the rubble. "Harry, when you reach Hogwarts, I'd like you to go to my office. I greatly enjoy chocolate frogs. Lina, I would like you to go to the Hospital Wing to get patched up. I will see you in a half hour."

Harry and I look at each other before putting our fingers on the piece of rubble. I felt a jerk and everything spinning as I feel myself back in the halls of Hogwarts.

"Wait, the others!" I shriek. "Where are the others?! Hermione…Ron…Percy…Thalia…Annabeth…and Draco…"

"I'm sure they're fine, Lina," Harry says soothingly, but he looks worried as well. "Dumbledore will know where they are…"

I let out a strangled sob as the events of tonight hit me all at once.

"You should take it easy," Harry says, hugging me. "Go to the Hospital Wing and get some rest. I'll see you soon." With that, he heads upstairs for Dumbledore's office.

I pray to the gods that everyone's alright and getting patched up before running to the Hospital Wing. My mouth falls open when I enter. The Hospital Wing was basically filled with people who went to the Department of Mysteries.

I let out a relieved sob when I see everyone safe and sound.

I suddenly feel myself in a familiar embrace. "Lina Quimby. Do you have any idea how worried I was when you ran off like that, you stupid, stupid, girl?" A familiar voice hisses. I look up to see Draco Malfoy.

"I—I just…" I say before breaking into tears.

"Don't trouble her." A firm voice says. Madam Pomfrey comes over towards me, gently leading me to a bed and pouring me a red liquid. Malfoy sits down next to me. I look at her skeptically. "Drink up, Miss Quimby." She says briskly. "It's Calming Draught. It tastes like cherry. You'll feel better."

Malfoy hands me the glass and I take it, my fingers shaking as I down the beverage.

She examines me. After the long five minutes she says, "I'll have to keep you for two nights and you'll have to take this blood replenishing potion when you're awake," Madam Pomfrey finally informs me. "Here's your first one." She hands me a blood replenishing potion. "Oh, and here you are Mr. Malfoy." She hands him a second blood replenishing potion.

I take a whiff of the potion. "Ew, no way in hell am I drinking that." I push it aside.

"You'll have to drink it, Lina-flower or you won't get any better." Malfoy chuckles with amusement. "Here, it's not that bad. I'll show you." He takes a drink of his. A second later, he spit-takes it. "Gah, what the bloody hell is this! This is not the kind Mother gave me!"

I snicker. "Takes a hypocrite to know a hypocrite. I'm definitely not drinking the bloody thing."

"Lina!" A voice calls with relief.

"Annabeth," I say breathlessly. "Are you alright? Are the others alright?"

"We're all fine," she soothes. "It was you we were worried about…here," She says, handing me some squares of ambrosia. She then turns to Malfoy. "Be careful with her." Annabeth says simply to him before leaving.

I accept the squares of ambrosia with thanks before tasting the yummy chocolate ice cream. I notice my cuts healing. Goodbye blood-replenishing potion!

I look up to smirk at Malfoy. "Here," I mock. "It's not that bad."

He glares at me.

But that was the last thing I see as I bury myself under the covers and Hypnos takes me.

"What the Hades…?" I mumble the next time I wake up.

It's not how I feel. I feel much better compared to the last time I was up.

It's the person sleeping next to me. I remove my head from his shoulder. I check and breathe a sigh of relief, I'm fully clothed.

So why is Draco Malfoy in my bed? And why was I sleeping on his shoulder? The curtains were closed. If they weren't closed…well, there would be many questions from my friends.

I hear him stir, and as soon as he did I glare at him. "What the hell did you think you were doing?" I growl.

Malfoy smirks. "I was sleeping."

"Yes," I hiss. "Sleeping. In my bed. Get your own."

"Well, I don't know, you just looked so peaceful and…"

I groan. "Why does everyone say that?!"

He chuckles, "Well, you're not threatening me in your sleep, so…"

I shake my head in amusement.

Suddenly my curtains open, and Percy appears. "Hey, Fire-Girl. Glad to hear you're okay." His eyes dart to Malfoy and they narrow. "Hi," He says in a casual voice.

"Hi," Malfoy says uncertainly.

"Did you sleep here with Lina?" Percy asks him, glaring.

"Um…maybe…" Malfoy trails off. "Don't kill me…"

"Get out, before I do kill you." Percy says in a low, threatening voice.

"O—of course," Malfoy stammers before leaving.

I burst out laughing at the exchange. "I find it funny how you can make Malfoy run for the hills. So, is Sirius alive?"

"He's alive," Percy confirms and I breathe another sigh of relief.

"I'm happy for Harry," I say. "Since Sirius is now innocent, Harry doesn't have to live with those Dursleys anymore. Sirius doesn't have to live all cooped up in Grimmauld Place…so, what happened at the…place?" I ask.

"Well, the Death Eaters were pretty easy to hold off," Percy says.

"I guess fighting Titans and Giants do that to people," I laugh. "What was that one's name…Ephialtes?"

"And then there's the fact that Mr. D's no help at all," Percy adds and I laugh.

"Or is it Mr. B?" I add.

"Lina," He sighs. "You know I've been in love with Annabeth for a long time…"

"You're proposing," I blurt out. "I called it! I called it! When? When? When are you doing it?"

"You never let me finish," Percy chuckles. "But yes."

"Yeah but I'm a daughter of Aphrodite, I know these things." I say in a wise voice. "Do you have a ring yet?"

"No, not yet," Percy says. "I want to do it on August 18th, my eighteenth birthday."

"Ooh! We could go shopping for a ring in the summer! Maybe Chiron will let us go to a local mall or something…" I trail off. "And give us two thousand dollars for it…face it, even Chiron ships Percabeth!"

"Percy? Lina?" A voice calls from outside.

"It's Annabeth," I hiss. "Act casual."

Percy and I start whistling innocently as Annabeth comes in. "Why are you guys whistling?" She asks suspiciously.

"Nothing!" We say in unison. "Nobody's proposing! What! Don't give it away!"

"Run," I tell Percy, who runs out of my area.

"Proposing?" Annabeth asks.

"Just…a friend…of mine is proposing to another friend," I say. "Okay, bye!" I usher Annabeth out.

"Phew, that was close!" I say as I lay back down on my bed.

The next day, I was released from the Hospital Wing and was allowed to walk the Hogwarts halls. Most people were released already, bar Ron and Hermione, who had both been the target of nasty spells. Both, however, were awake and recovering, something I was grateful for.

"He-Who-Must-Not-Be-Named Returns," Hermione reads as Harry, Ginny, Luna, Neville, and I surround her and Ron's beds.

"I knew they'd drag you into this again," I mutter to Harry. "NOW that they know he's back, they're worshipping you again after they shunned you all year. Idiots."

"What's been going on at school when we were trapped in here?" I ask.

"Flitwick got rid of Fred and George's swamp, but he left a tiny patch under the window and he's roped it off," Ginny says.

"Well guys, this is it," Harry says. "No more Dursleys!"

We all cheer. "We should throw a 'No more Dursley' party," I say. "Here, I'll run down to the kitchens and get some cake and plates for all seven of us!"

I run down to the kitchens and was greeted by a familiar face. "Hello, Miss Lina," Dobby says cheerfully. "Is Harry Potter alright?"

"Hi, Dobby. He's more than alright, actually. He's finally leaving his horrid relatives." I say.

"Dobby is very happy for Harry Potter!" He squeaks.

"Dobby, is it possible for you to make a chocolate cake with 'No more Dursleys' engraved on it?" I ask.

Dobby was racing toward the other House Elves before I could even finish, and the cake was ready in five minutes.

When I get back to the Hospital Wing, the seven of us feast happily on the no more Dursleys cake. The return of Voldemort was at the very back of all our minds.

The End of Year Feast came and went. It was the end of another year. Before I know it, there were ten of us riding the Hogwarts Express back to King's Cross Station.

"I have to use the bathroom." I say before slipping out.

"Try not to run into Malfoy, you have a habit for that!" Ron calls and I laugh. I knew that even Ron was suspicious now, but he's starting to become indifferent about it, which is good.

But this time, I don't think I would mind if I did run into him…

I use the bathroom before I wash my hands and check my makeup. "Remember, Quimby." A voice hisses. I turn around to find Pansy Parkinson at the sink next to me. "Stay away from him."

"Of course," I say smoothly before exiting the bathroom.

I walk back towards my compartment when I felt a hand grab me and pull me into another compartment. "You know, Ron was just telling me to try not to run into you." I laugh.

"Well, good thing Weasley's not here," Malfoy says.

"Why did you just pull me into an empty compartment?" I ask him. "For the fun of it?"

"I wanted to give you this," He says, handing me an empty notebook.

I raise my eyebrows. "A journal? I remember Annabeth giving me one of those in second year to 'vent my anger with,' but I never saw the point of it…"

"It's not an ordinary notebook." He says, "Watch this. I have one too."

He writes the word, 'Hi,' in his notebook.

Suddenly, I feel a little buzz come from my notebook. The word 'Hi,' was now in my notebook as well.

"Because owls to each other are a bother, right?" He asks. "Plus, this is a much easier secret to keep from him."

"Whoever said I'd want to communicate with you over the summer?" I ask. "Perhaps I just want some peace."

"Since when have you ever had any peace?" Malfoy asks and I start laughing.

"Oh gods. Never." I gasp. Suddenly a realization hits me. "Isn't this summer…?" I trail off, a sick feeling coming to my stomach.

"…The summer I get initiated?" He finishes.

"Are you sure there's no other option?" I say hesitantly. "Is there any way you could stay with your family and not be a Death Eater?"

He shakes his head, and I purse my lips.

"Well…" I say. "In that case…you'll have to write me about it, won't you?" I hold up the notebook.

Malfoy nods after a moment, "Yeah…I guess I will."

"I suppose I have to thank you," I say after a moment. "For, you know…the place…saving me from two Unforgivable Curses…"

The next words he said made my heart leap. "I'd do it anytime."

"Bloody hell, just kiss already!" A voice says from outside our compartment.

"If you'll excuse me," Malfoy says before opening our compartment door and yelling, "SHUT UP AND GO AWAY ZABINI!" He then closes the door and says, "Where were we?"

"I believe we were right about here," I smirk.

He pulls me close and kisses me passionately, and I kiss back with the same amount.

"So," I say breathlessly. "What are we?"

"Want to just stay frenemies and never do that again?" He asks me.

"Yeah," I say.

I leave the compartment for my own, wondering just what the next couple years will hold for me.

End of Book Two.

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