Disclaimer: Blah blah blah, Draco is all wonderful J.K.Rowling's: sob:

A/N Well here's the last part. Thanks for reading this; I'm probably going to post another part of Strawberries soon too. I did notice that I am non-existent in 's point of view  Oh well, what can you do. Well, to end my ceaseless rambling, here's part 3. Shortness is in my nature, isn't it. Sorry peoples.

Part 3- Voldy's view (did I just write Voldy? Humph, I've never written that before)

My darling. You were my darling weren't you? Always sitting right in my palm. Ever since that diary, that diary which truly saved me. Killed me too. How ironical isn't it. It was so fun to 'play' with you. See your open face with Malfoy pretending to be all over you.

You have a lot to learn, grasshopper. Never trust a Malfoy, isn't that one of the saying in little Hogwarts? Well now we are both dead. And from the same person too. How, you ask. Oh very easily, Malfoy betrayed me, but I was expecting it. When a Dark Lord, you expect everything, which is a lesson you should have learned long ago.

Funny how you let him use you. So easy for him it was. I always loved you, shy Ginny Weasley. You never fought what was coming, always watched, but never fought. Never even tried to stop the inevitable, you falling in love with Malfoy. Remember when I caressed your hair? Your orange, fiery hair. I think I loved that most about you.

It represented fire, which you never were. It made me come back to earth, remember the sweet love I once held for a certain woman. Kind of sad now, isn't it, that I became this mad creature of death and evil. But you know, don't you, that purebloods are the righteous leaders. They could restore the world to what it never was, but should be.

Do you not see what those Muggles are doing to it? No, of course you don't. You only see the good in people, all that is honorable. Well, dearest, learn this. People are NOT good and honorable; it is not in their nature to be. They want to be powerful, and if you had joined me, you would have been powerful. But instead you joined the threesome. What did they call themselves? The golden ones, or some gibberish like that? Wrong Ginny, wrong again. Never join the good, always join the powerful.

What's funny though, is that I did once love you. It was not romantic, like you wanted, or passionate, like other's, but just calm. I did not hate you as much as the others. And that is enough, just that one little spark. I'm not sorry you died, no, far from it, but I am sorry I did not get to spend more time with you. You were a fiery jewel, weak and open-minded, good and happy. You were Draco Malfoy's wife.