Chapter 25 : Shopping at Knockturn Alley

NOTE : okay, so I don't know about you, but I think the floor is going a little dumb right now, I 'm boring myself, basically, so let's bring back some excitement !



The next day, the boys persuaded Mrs. Weasley to let them go off to Diagon Alley on their own, using Christmas shopping as their self-justification. `` We can't very well shop class for you when you're standing right wing behind us, mother. '' George told her. She agreed to send them with ministry sentry go, which made the son happy. After all, a ministry doer would be prosperous to recede than the ever-watchful Molly.

A short while later all the arrangements where taken care of and they all stepped into the fireplace, arriving at the twins'shop covered in a fine covering of soot. Brushing themselves off, the boys greeted Lee and immediately began inspecting the ledge for the element needed to wee-wee the counterpotion. George I sent the guards to stand outside ( so as not to scare away business ) while Fred gave Lee some busywork back in the office to save him out of the way.

'' I wish Hermione were here. This would probably go a lot faster if the big brain were helping. '' Fred grumbled as he began measuring out the right amounts of the component the others found.

'' Yeah, but then we'd have to heed to her tell us we're doing everything wrong. '' St. George laughed.

'' Guys, it should be obvious that it would be lots faster to do everything this way ! '' Ron imitated Hermione, rolling his centre and crossing his sleeve as she does when correcting or scolding them.

'' I think it would be less annoying if she weren't always right. '' Fred joked.

Harry remained quiet on the matter since he actually felt pretty guilty not to have included Hermione. Through planning or fortuity, she'd always been a part of everything he'd done since they'd met and it felt wrong to try and exclude her now. But at the same clock time he felt bad including her, Ginny, or Luna in something like this, something Cho had clearly meant for the boys.

By the time half an time of day had passed, they had all but three of the necessitate materials and finished measuring out the proper sum of money of those they did have. `` We still need to find : Nardook origin, turnock juice and spectorperspe. '' Harry read off the list.

'' What's spectorperspe ? '' Ron asked.

'' It's more commonly called ‘ ghost sweat.''' a voice said from behind them. Startled, the four son turned to see Hermione and Ginny standing by the hearth. `` Why on earth would you need that ? '' Hermione asked, a smirk on her soot streaked face.

'' What are you two doing here ? '' Ron asked, finding his vocalisation first.

'' You didn't think it would be that easy to ditch us did you ? '' Ginny said with a sour sweet. `` The real number question is, what are you four trying to hide ? ``

The son all looked at each other and reached a understood agreement to let the girls in on what they were doing, though it still made Harry uncomfortable to do so. `` Fred and George may have got found a potion to get around the Bickeross. '' He finally answered as he handed over the book and list of ingredients.

( BREAK )

Luna had woken that morning flavor compelled to accompany her father to the Quibbler offices. She did this often, liking the bustling colors, haphazardness and employees, but today had been different. There was some reasonableness she needed to be in the sphere, she just didn't know why yet. She was certain an reply would be forthcoming though, and so she gladly followed her dad on his rung to check on the printing imperativeness. As the good morning progressed, the ill at ease feeling she'd shrugged off earlier steadily built up until she felt like a teapot about to boil over.

After lunch, her dad left her in his business office to attend a encounter with one of his most put out newsperson. No sooner had she gotten up to get a glass of water, wishing something would come to let her bang what was going on, than the comrade flavor overtook her and she dropped to the ground unconscious to the world.

( break of serve )

They had almost instantly noticed the boys'absence from the house- the secrecy gave it away. It had taken a farsighted time to get Mrs. Weasley to distinguish them where they'd gone, but as soon as she had admitted to letting them leave for Noel shopping, Hermione and Ginny had known it was a lie. Ginny did well-nigh of the talking, getting her mother to finally agree to let the lady friend follow after the others. `` Why do you think they didn't tell us they were going somewhere ? '' she asked Hermione as they prepared to step into the fireplace.

'' I don't know, but it certainly wasn't to go buy presents. '' Hermione knew that whatever they were doing, it was something unsafe that she wouldn't approve of. Harry hadn't told her for a reason, and usually when he kept affair from people it was because he either felt the motive to protect them or to protect himself from their disapproval. She had a funny feeling this clock time the reasonableness would postulate a piddling of both.

They arrived just in prison term to overhear enough, stepping into the twins'store without bothering to brush the soot from themselves and demanding to know what they were being kept out of. Hermione watched as they all glanced nervously at each former, each one nodding slightly as they decided to tell the truth. `` Fred and George may bear found a way around the Bickeross. '' Harry said, handing her a book.

'' The Rictheous Potion ? '' She quickly read the text as Ginny looked over her shoulder.

'' Well, do you guess it will ferment ? '' Fred asked excitedly.

'' It should. It does say the potion was created specifically to sabotage the force of Bickeross. '' She answered honestly though she hated to get their hopes up.

'' So if this works, you'll be able to tell us everything that happened with Cho ? '' Ginny asked.

'' You, Dumbledore, the world ... Everyone ! '' Ron exclaimed with a blanket smile.

'' But where do you expect to get the last three component ? Nowhere I know of in Diagon bowling alley sells spectorperspe or turnock juice. '' Hermione tried to recall anywhere she'd seen that would sell these sorting of affair. `` You might find nardook tooth root, I suppose. '' She added, looking at the boys who were all staring purposely at the ground. She immediately realized where they intended to go. `` Oh no you don't Harry James potter. '' She scolded as she stalked over to him. `` Knockturn Alley is grievous, especially for you. Do you get it on how many Death Eaters there could be just slinking around ? Only the worst kind of hotshot shop there. ``

'' Relax Hermione. George and I go there all the clock time ! '' Fred told her.

'' Thank you for making my point. '' She answered crossly, upset they had been planning to adopt such a risk. `` And you've never gone there with Harry. Besides, what if this potion doesn't even work the way we think it will ? ``

'' Well, fine. We'll just go alone then. You guys can wait here and think about Lee and the guard duty. '' George shot back. `` Then if it doesn't oeuvre out, we're the only one who risked our neck. ``

Hermione cringed, knowing he'd just said the demand right thing to ensure Harry would be going with them. Sure enough, he stepped between everyone with his hands out trying to retain the peace. `` Alright, that's enough bickering. tone, there's no way you guys are going alone when we wouldn't even be in this mess if Cho hadn't been after me. ``

'' Relax, Harry. We came to terms with the fact that people would be after you long before we decided to be your friend. '' George grinned.

'' Yeah, it was kind of why we decided to be your booster, all the excitement and all. '' Fred added with an identical grin.

'' So we're all going ? '' Ginny asked.

'' Absolutely not. You and Hermione should just go family. '' Ron said stubbornly.

'' Why because we're young woman ? You and Harry get in way more trouble than we ever have ! '' Ginny replied heatedly.

'' We're all going. '' Hermione said with authority. She caught the dysphoric aspect on Harry's face and decided he could just deal with it. `` If something happens, it'll be intimately that way, more of us to keep an eye on out for each early. ``

'' More hoi polloi to be targets you mean. '' Ginny said.

'' You don't have to go Baby Sister. '' Fred reminded her.

'' Yeah, you're the one who got all feminist about it. We'd rather you didn't go. '' George VI added and once more Hermione knew he'd said the one thing to ensure the inverse of what he'd wanted to attain. There was no way Ginny wasn't going now.

'' Let's just get this over with as quickly as possible before anything can go wrong. '' She said impatiently.

'' Everything will be OK, Mione. You'll see. '' Ron reassured her.

'' That's what we always say aright before we end up fighting for our lives. '' Ginny grumbled.

( BREAK )

Draco absolutely hated Bellatrix Lestrange. But for some unknown reason she was a favorite with Lord Voldemort and therefore the insanity that would have normally made her a liability to them, had to be tolerated. He and his father were walking through Knockturn back street with the horrific woman, disguised in cloaks just in eccentric an Auror or two decide to take a stroll looking for the escaped Death Eaters. Draco thought it ridiculous that they risk capture at all, but they'd been sent on a charge and he had been told that for some reason he had to go with. He knew the plan they were currently enacting had come from that crazy old man who'd shown up over the summertime, somehow quickly gaining a lieu of great power within the Dark Lord's inner circle- he just didn't know how yet. But a few more than Clarence Shepard Day Jr. in capital of the United Kingdom, left to wander virtually unnoticed, viewed as neither an plus nor a threat, and he'd know all.

'' There's the sign ! Little potter and his nasty Quaker have been found ! '' Bellatrix said excitedly, turning to Lucius. `` See and you didn't confidence what old Jasper said. ``

Jasper. genus Draco thought to himself. So that was the strange old man's epithet, though he wasn't sure if it was his commencement or last. He kept his case blank as his father growled out his answer. `` It's not that I didn't trustingness him, I just didn't believe everything he said. But I guess it really was prison term for our new recruit to show himself. ``

genus Draco knew they didn't mean him. He was already in the cognitive process of having to bear witness himself in this unscathed sophisticate plot with Cho. They meant the other person who'd come with them to Knockturn back street and had been sent out to search for ceramist. To be honest, he didn't believe the person would actually do it, but time would still tell once everyone was aspect to face against each other. As he followed Lucius and Bellatrix through the night streets, he knew that whatever was about to go on was going to change everything.

( severance )

Luna felt calmly panicked as she picked herself up off the flooring. Having been receiving word of advice and visions of the future for as long as she could commend, she was used to how fast they overtook her and coming out of it sprawled wherever she'd fallen. Thankfully this clip it had taken her over while she was alone and so she wouldn't have to cook any explanation, which always proved awkward. But the events she saw that were about to take situation had been almost more than she could hold to watch, leaving her feeling desperate and scared. ineffective to detect her dad, she quickly scrawled a preeminence to him making her excuses for leaving. Then she ran from the edifice toward Knockturn Alley hoping she wasn't too late to help.

( gaolbreak )

Harry stood at the end of Knockturn bowling alley with his friends staring towards the nighttime, decrepit and decaying building lining either side. They all wore lowering cloaks, keeping their hoods pulled up to hide their identity operator as he, Hermione, Ron and Ginny quickly followed Fred and George, who seemed to know exactly where they were going. They walked for a tenacious fourth dimension as witch with bad teeth and wizards with twisted arm watched their progress, making Harry feel uncomfortably scrutinized under so many heart. The air grew colder and the day became darker the further they went, until finally the Twins stopped and turned to the others.

'' I think we'll find what we need here. '' St. George said pointing to the building on their left. Harry looked up and register, ‘ poisonous substance and Potions,'on a storefront made of decayed Sir Henry Wood and dirty smudged drinking glass. The name didn't make him find any intimately nor did the shabby and foreboding exterior, which was actually cipher compared to what he saw once they went inside. Cobwebs covered every inch of the ceiling, much to the soreness of Ron, Harry noticed. Jars total of glaring and disgusted things filled the shelf inside broken display face. Taking a closer looking at a few different shock, he decided that it would be in his best interest not to try anymore of the Twins'mixture if this was where they got their ingredients.

There were all kinds of rambunctious and creepy patrons shopping there and Harry drew his hoodlum down further, desperate to get what they needed and result before problem could break out. Fred and George I pointed their wands at their throats and muttered something under their breath. When they approached the shopkeeper, their voices were magically altered and came out as gruff, commanding, and tough. `` ‘ Ello, Grutch. '' Fred addressed the stooped, disgusting man behind the dirty counter.

'' Back again boys ? I see you brought friends. '' Grutch tried to look past the brothers.

'' Never heed them, they work for us. '' George V told him with such authority that the man turned his intense gaze from Harry, who he had been studying closely, back to them.

'' What can I do for you two, then ? ``

'' We need, nardook theme, turnock juice and spectorperspe. '' Fred listed off.

The shopkeeper bared the few teeth he had in a crooked smiling. `` Quite a shopping listing. mightiness I inquire of the purpose ? ``

'' Ask us no unsightly questions, and we'll do the same. '' George said, leaning forward and blocking Harry from purview. Harry himself was feeling awkward, the man kept turning his attention to him, as were many other cloaked fig in the store. He wished they'd hurry up.

'' I'll be right on back. '' Grutch said disappearing behind a buck blackened curtain. Hermione went off with Ron to scrutinize some of the shelves'message while Ginny searched the glass cases total of weird, abruptly brute. Harry felt very exposed standing in the middle of the storage all by himself. He had a childish itch to grow and run until he was safely on the sun-filled streets of Diagon Alley. This unit street gave off an unquiet sense, of destruction and dark, vicious and pain. Harry felt it all and knew he wanted to be gone. He stepped a bit closer to the Twin Falls who still had their backs to him as they waited for the shopkeeper.

Grutch finally reappeared from behind the drape with three vials. `` That'll be 50 galleons, boy. ``

'' 50 ? '' Fred asked with simulate surprise.

'' You'd charge that much to us ? '' George asked indignantly. `` Two of your almost truehearted customers ? ''

'' Yes, now pay or leave. '' Grutch crossed his arms over his chest and watched closely as the Gemini the Twins counted out the total due.

Suddenly, Harry felt the tip of a wand in his book binding and a hand on his articulatio humeri. A vox whispered into his ear, `` Come with me Potter, or I'll kill your champion where they stand. '' He nodded and let himself be steered out of the store. The voice was familiar spirit, but he couldn't blank space it. `` Don't turn around. '' It growled at him as they walked outside. Harry couldn't tell if his captor was male or female, but he realized it didn't a good deal issue. As he was led further down the rapidly darkening streets, he found himself concentrating on Hermione until he could have sworn he heard her vox in his head.

Where's Harry ? He heard her ask.

I'm being taken hostage, Hermione. He thought, feeling miserably hopeless.

And then, he got a surprisal .... she answered back. By who ?







A/N : Sorry it 's brusque, I promise next one will be longer with some fighting.

Chapter 26 : Unexpected Foe

musical note : This chapter, Harry's world power develops and we learn the identity of a most unlikely foe. So as always, Read, inspection, Enjoy ! ! ! !




Can you hear me, Hermione ? Harry thought wildly, focusing everything he had on her.

Yes. Ron says he can listen you too. What's going on ? Where are you ? Who's taken you hostage ? Her panic-stricken voice filled his head.

'' donjon moving ! '' The proprietor of the hoarse articulation ordered him, digging the wand deeper into his back as they rushed down the street. He wanted aught more than to ferment and fight back this alien, but something told him that the person behind him wasn't unknown to him, that he actually knew them well. That made him even less sure about what was going on and what he should do about it. With no other practicable option, he decided to bring aid to him.

We turned left when we got out of the fund, I think we're going deeper down Knockturn back street. He tried to take in his surroundings but they were moving quickly and of course nothing here was familiar spirit. He desperately searched the strange faces on the street, but no one was paying any attention to the tantrum. Apparently, someone being forced away at wandpoint was a common decent occurrence in this area… that or everyone here knew beneficial than to involve themselves in matter unconnected to them.

We're coming, have you turned off the main road yet ? Hermione asked desperately.

No. He answered. But we're moving fast.

Then the articulation in his psyche changed, and Ron was talking to him. Harry, can you see who it is ?

No. He said as his captor violently grabbed his arm and practically threw him around the corner before once more jamming the verge in his back and moving them forward. Wait ! We're turning, the street augury says .... Pheasant Street ! He relayed quickly to his friends. He began to wonder if guiding his friends to this potentially dangerous person was a practiced idea, but in Knockturn skittle alley he had no one else.

Fred says we're less than a mile away from you ! Ron declared. They must have been running full f number after him.

There were several long strain moments of silence as he allowed himself to be directed further down someplace where he'd be unconvincing to discover an ally. Once to a greater extent he was roughly grabbed and thrown around a corner, making the touch of reverence he'd been holding onto thaw into ira. He saw they were now blocked on three position by buildings, the only exit behind him and past his capturer. He supposed it was as near a topographic point as any other to have this intended showdown, all he needed was an opportunity.

Deciding he would assay to make this pedestal alone, he tried to call out to his supporter again. We're in an alleyway now. It's a dead end. Maybe you Guy should go get help. No one responded to that thought and he wondered if his sudden ability had left him or if they were deliberately ignoring him. He felt ill at ease, knowing this had to be a trap.

'' drop cloth your wand, ceramist. '' The figure demanded, jabbing him in the spine again. Harry obediently let his wand drop to the ground and saw the somebody kick it away. He kept his centre trained on the spot where it landed. `` Now ferment and look your dying like the man you'll never become. '' Harry turned and faced the draped man. He knew it was a man now and the voice was uncomfortably companion, though he still couldn't see the face under the hood. His captor stepped forward and ripped Harry's own goon back before raising his verge and preparing to disgorge his demise. He kept his middle give, refusing to show fear.

'' Harry ? '' Someone called breathlessly from the backtalk of the alleyway. The man was distracted long enough for Harry to kick him away. He rolled over to where his own wand lay and rose pointing it at his would be assassin before glancing at the somebody who may very well own saved his liveliness. `` Luna ! What are you doing here ? ``

'' Daddy and I were doing some research for the Quibbler and I wandered off. Who is this ? '' she walked over to him and drew her own wand without hesitation.

'' I don't know. '' Harry answered, glad he wasn't alone. But then if he couldn't hold this by himself, how was he ever supposed to face Voldemort ?

( BREAK )

Luckily Luna had made it in prison term to save Harry's life, stopping the horrifying event she'd been shown. But as she'd learned from the past times, anytime someone else or even Harry himself stepped in to commute his fate, another person suffered the result. During the Triwizard Tournament, it had been Cedric. At the department of Mysteries it had been Sirius. Of the two horrible tragic quidditch plot, Harry had come out alive and Neville had been the one claimed in his place. She felt nervous, wondering how fate would even matter out this time…

'' Where's everyone else ? You didn't come here by yourself did you ? '' Luna asked. She already knew the answer, she'd heard him talking to Ron and Hermione in his head, though she was sure he didn't know it yet. So she made sure to make for along as she always did, pretending ignorance to the office she'd already foreseen while desperately trying to project out how to get them out of this without further incident.

'' They should be here any moment actually. '' Harry answered, looking toward the mouth of the small alley. She allowed her regard to follow his, which proved to be a big mistake. Having both of their attention diverted even for those few brief seconds had been enough for the man on the priming to gather his courage, saltation to his feet and endeavor to curse them. `` seem out ! '' Harry shouted, shoving her to the side. In his panic, he must not own realized how practically violence he was using and unable to stop her momentum, she landed on the ground hard, scraping her palms as she attempted to break her fall. Ignoring the penetrating con of her custody, she instantly turned with her wand out to see the two practically fist fighting as they rolled around on the undercoat. The stranger was all wrapped up in his cloak causing a quite a impediment to him.

'' motion ! '' She yelled and without hesitation Harry rolled out of the way, giving her a percipient shot to send a bandaging at their attacker.

Once sure the man was safe, Harry rushed over to avail her to her feet. `` I'm so sorry Luna, are you okay ? '' He asked, taking her hands in his and studying the wound caused in her fall.

'' I'm fine. Better a little scrapped up than dead, right ? '' She answered, a bit embarrassed by his attention to such a minor combat injury. Of course of action the guilt trip flash in his eyes told her that he blamed himself for this as a lot as if she actually had been hurt more seriously. `` One application program of a few herbs and it'll be good as new. '' She smiled, trying to reassure him that all was well. Sensing the others were near, she pulled her hands from his and turned to greet them.

( BREAK )

'' Harry ! '' Hermione, Ron, Ginny and the twins rounded the corner their wands out and gear up. He'd never been so happy to see them, opening his arms extensive as Hermione threw herself against him, both of them relieved that she'd found him alive and unharmed.

'' Luna ? '' Ron appeared stunned to line up her there. But as he and the others took in the sight of the man still stuck in a book binding on the footing, he stepped over to her and put his arm protectively around her shoulder joint. Fred and Saint George strode over to the hooded frame, releasing Harry's spell and bringing him to his feet before unmasking him.

'' PERCY ? ! ? ? ? ! '' Everyone said at once, not quite believing what was right in strawman of their eyes. There stood the outcast Weasley baby looking calm air and defiant, his haircloth as fiery as the glare he threw his buddy and Harry.

'' Who is he ? '' Luna asked, though Harry sensed she already knew. And who could dismiss the family resemblance ? He gathered the fallen wands, keeping his and handing Percy's over to one of the boy's siblings.

'' Our brother. '' Ron answered grimly, still in a bit of electrical shock as he reached to involve the wand.

'' Don't tell us you joined the other slope ! '' Fred growled as he grabbed Percy's arm and rolled up the arm. There on the inside forearm for all to see was the tattooed sinister St. Mark of a end Eater.

'' Didn't think you'd have it in you. '' George commented.

Fred shook his head. `` Mum and dad are going to be so foiled. ''

'' They'll be used to the feeling. '' Percy sneered, pulling his arm gratis and pushing away the twins.

'' Whoa there big brother. Calm down or you'll hurt yourself. '' George IV pushed him back.

'' Or we'll damage you. '' Fred added, waving his wand threateningly.

'' Guys- '' Harry started to harness the Twins in, but was interrupted by a articulation at the mouth of the alley.

'' Well, we only wanted you to bring Potter, but you brought us the whole miserable bunch. Good work Weasley. '' Everyone turned and pointed their sceptre at the three new design standing behind them, blocking the alone expiration. Harry glared at Lucius Malfoy and Bellatrix Lestrange, but was surprised to see genus Draco hovering behind his sire, looking unsure if he really wanted to be there.

Grinning madly, Bellatrix took a step toward Hermione, Ron and Luna. Thinking now was as good a clock time as any to experiment with his developing might, Harry pushed with his psyche the range he had been picturing, and Bellatrix suddenly hurtled backward knocking over the Malfoys. Harry collapsed to his knees, exhausted from the effort.

Ron leapt into action, diving for their fallen wands before Lucius could while Fred and George made a mad grab for their pal, who was trying to flee. Ginny kicked Percy's legs out from under him as he ran by her, forcing him to trip and dodge back into the blocked back street. Harry ran and tackled Draco who had recovered his wand. The boy grappled for a moment and then it was almost as if the other boy had just given up. Harry took Dragon's wand back and threw it to Ron who had come to assist him.

rising slowly, he tried to sort out who needed aid but froze in fear at what he saw. Fred, George, and Ginny were backing away from Sir Henry Percy, their hands in the air signaling defeat as he dug the tip of a small dagger under Hermione's Kuki-Chin. She was struggling to get away, out of his grasp, but it was no use, he was taller and had developed a lot of strong point since he had finis been seen. Everyone else stopped what they were doing, either in horror or peculiarity to see how this scene would blossom.

'' Give them back their wands, Ronald. '' Percy ordered.

'' Why ? Why did you do this ? '' Ron asked him, almost in tears. Trembling, his lifted the bridge player holding Lucius, genus Draco and Bellatrix's wands.

Everything seemed to fall out at once as the elder Malfoy stepped forward to snatch back his wand. Harry had been giving Ron and Hermione mute orders and on his count, they had sprung into activity. Ron threw sweetheart at the Malfoys and LeStrange, while Hermione used her wand to stun Percy's foot so that he would relax his hold sufficiency for her to escape as Harry mentally threw him against the wall. But Percy recovered more quickly than they had expected. He got to his pes and dive for the wand that Ron had dropped. Picking one up he wildly waved it around yelling out loudly and passionately, `` AVADA KEDAVRA ! ! ! ``

'' duck's egg ! '' Harry screamed, grabbing Hermione and Luna who were closest to him and diving behind one of dumpsters. But the others weren't as quick as he was. He watched horrified as the unforgivable struck a target, sending another of his friends falling to their death.





A/N : Who was it ? ! ? ! ? ! ? Who died ? I know ... ... ..Muwhahahahahahahahahahaha I know this is n't as long as I promised, but once again I did n't sleep together what was going to happen until I started writing, I 'm hoping to have the next chapter up by this weekend.

Chapter 27 : The Ignorant VS. the Understanding

NOTE : Welcome back, obviously someone died death time which may trouble some, but I'm beginning to have a program formulated for this story, so all I can say is corporate trust me, it will all have a design. READ, limited review, ENJOY !





Harry sat down next to Hermione in the voiceless charge card seats and took her paw, squeezing it tightly. Together they watched the healers of St. Mungo's hustle around them importantly but Harry knew there was nothing they could do. They all walked around with their medicament and patch like they could economise every life- but what about the unity that were already utter ? What could these telling healers do for them ?

He felt numb inside as he looked around at the five tear-stained faces of his friends and felt the nothingness of the one face that would no longer be among them. He felt hangdog for not having shed a unmarried tear for the loss, but he knew he was too angry to cry. The fate surrounding the death were too much and he felt ready right now. If given the chance, he would contract on Voldemort and end the constant suffering of the citizenry around him.

Mr. and Mrs. Weasley came back to them after visiting the dead room, shock evident on their faces. Harry could evidence they had no idea how to palpate or how much crying would be enough, how a great deal choler. Without a word, the six teens followed them to the car and endured the mute ride back to potter Manor.

( BREAK )

Draco thought his heart was going to detonate in his bureau as he quickly made his way through the maze of streets back to the safe-house. Lucius, Bellatrix and Percy had apparated there immediately, but not being of age and not wanting to bring attention from the ministry for underage apparation, Draco had been forced to take the foresighted way. He wished his father had stuck around to necessitate the journey with him, but he hadn't been surprised when Lucius had insisted on disappearing immediately after the crime.

The Crime… The murder to be more exact. He'd just witnessed a brother take a brother's life… and for what ? What stake did Hotspur Weasley have invested with lord Voldemort that would cause him to act so carelessly around so many of his sib ? It had been obvious Percy hadn't cared who his curse struck, he hadn't even attempted to aim. They had all been targets, Lucius, Bellatrix and himself included. This led him to believe that perhaps it wasn't loyalty that had driven the outcast Weasley to turn to the former side of meat, it had been anger. That made him serious in Draco's estimation, a huge liability because you could never recite just what will deepen the tide of one's rage.

As he silently slipped through the front room access of his sire's London safe-house, he made sure they all knew he'd get along back safely. No one seemed to like much, not even Lucius and he found himself longing for the large, discharge menage he shared with his mother. It had to be well than the crowded, cold indifference he had here. Careful not to show any emotion, just in subject anyone was paying attention, he quickly made his way to the small way allotted for his use. Then, flinging his cloak in the corner, he sat on the bed and dropped his forefront in his hands, feeling the full difference of opinion brewing within him. Longbottom had been one matter, it had been an accident that he died- well not the circumstances that brought about his expiry, that was Cho- but everyone else had been saved and it was only a good luck that he hadn't been. But this… this was something wholly different. He'd gone to Knockturn bowling alley that sunrise knowing they intended to kill individual, be it Potter alone or all of his friends as well. He hadn't been certainly how to palpate about it then… and after witnessing the issue, he definitely wasn't sure as shooting how to feel now. He knew he was supposed to be hard, to close off the emotions and fuel the predator. But he certainly didn't flavour like a vulture at the moment.

A knock on his door interrupted his power train of thought. Setting his nerve in a bored, stony locution, he got up to see who could possibly want to see him. He was only slightly surprised to find Cho. `` What do you require ? ``

'' I heard one of them died. '' She answered brushing past him into the room before turning to face him with a crazy gleam in her eyes. `` Who was it ? '' She asked with so lots excited anticipation that it made his breadbasket turn, not that he let on to that fact.

'' Why didn't you just maintain eavesdropping ? '' He asked cruelly. `` I'm sure they would've said. ``

'' You're one to let the cat out of the bag about eavesdropping. You think I don't know that you've been slinking around in that cloak of yours listening to everything. '' She shot back.

'' What of it ? '' He answered defensively.

'' Relax Draco, I understand the welfare of not being left in the dark. I won't tell anyone. '' She smirked.

'' Great. '' He walked over to the room access, opening it and gesturing her out. `` You can go now. ``

'' Come on ! They stopped talking about it. '' She whined. `` Please, just tell me. Which one of them died ? ``

'' Good-bye Cho. ``

'' Come on, Draco. '' She said in a low part, slinking up to him, closing the door again and grabbing his choker, running her finger around his neck. `` William Tell me who it was. ``

If only she knew how little her charm worked on him. But he'd just been wondering how much of a marauder he could be and this seemed as good a time as any other to detect out if he could still pull it off. `` One of the Weasleys. '' He teased, drawing out the selective information she wanted.

As suspected, she upped her game. `` Oh yeah. That's slightly unsatisfying. Which one ? '' She asked in a low still voice, now drawing her finger down his chest.

With a satisfied smirk, he grabbed her arm and pushed her away. `` Does it matter ? ``

'' You're being purposely obtuse. '' She accused, crossing her arms.

'' And you really think you can seduce anyone, don't you ? '' He shot back.

'' It worked on you before. '' She replied smugly.

He turned on her quickly, stalking up to her with a smell in his eye that forced her to back up. Raising his arms and slamming his hands against the wall on either side of her head, he took keen pleasure in the excited fear he saw in her eyes as she cringed. He leaned in close, bringing his face within column inch of hers, trapping her with his body. `` brand no misunderstanding, Cho. I don't do anything I don't want to do. '' He growled with so much conviction, he nearly convinced himself it was honest, though they both knew the opposite.

'' So now what ? '' She whispered.

Rather than result, he captured her sass with his, hating himself the unit time. She responded immediately as he'd known she would since she believed she had some kind of hold on him. But he knew he was the one using her, silencing the incertitude in his brain by filling the vacuum with self-loathing at the twisted pleasure he took in being with Cho. He didn't need her to know that he was in control, that this would always start out and end whenever he chose… for now, it was enough that he knew it. Especially since this was the only place in his life where he felt he had any control at all.

( BREAK )

'' Tell me again, son, why you were all in Knockturn Alley ? '' Mr. Weasley pleaded in a numb vox, addressing Ron. There was not a moment Ron had stopped crying since Percy, Bellatrix and the Malfoys had run off. Now was no exception as he struggled to resolve through his sobs.

'' It was my idea, dad. '' Fred answered quietly for him. He had shed his tears and now Harry watched as the hard-boiled face of anger and rue took over. He knew that face well. `` We needed some things for- it doesn't topic. I wish we had never gone. ``

'' But you did and YOU LIED TO ME ! ! ! '' Mrs Weasley yelled. She hadn't said a Logos since Hermione had contacted her and now her grief was creeping in. `` IF YOU HAD SHOPPED ilk YOU TOLD ME YOU WERE NONE OF THIS WOULD HAVE HAPPENED. YOU KNEW HOW DANGEROUS IT IS THERE ! ! ! IF YOU HADN'T GONE THEN WE WOULDN'T HAVE TO BE GOING TO… to ... to anyone's funeral. '' She finished quietly unable to mouth her lost shaver's name before she broke down. Mr. Weasley led her upstairs, crying. Harry knew how she was feeling, and at the same time he didn't. He had lost a great deal in his life, but he could never imagine what it would be like to lose your baby .... especially at the hand of their crony.

He watched Fred and Ginny silently walk out of the room with the chief hanging and was tempted to follow, but figured they'd rather be alone. Eventually, he and Hermione convinced Ron to go to bed as well by setting up a makeshift bed on the flooring of his way and bunking with him for the night. They knew he didn't want to be alone and were Sir Thomas More than happy to do anything to help alleviate the excruciation he felt.

As he struggled to sleep, Harry knew everyone in the firm was still wide awake and wax of grief, each trying to estimate out how to endure the future day without George.

( respite )

Luna had gone with to the hospital but insisted on having her dad pick her up. She wanted Thomas More than anything to be there for Ron and knew her beginner would certainly take given his permission to let her stay… but she just couldn't do it. This needed to be about him and his crime syndicate and their grief. She worried that if she had to bear attestator, her own strangled grief for her own similar loss would overpower her and make her unable to truly help Ron. She felt it much better that he be with Harry and Hermione who could pay him the attention she now had to refuse him… at least until she was sure she wouldn't be consumed by her memories.

'' howdy love. '' Her father said from the door to her room. `` You doing alright ? ``

'' I'm quite sad actually. '' She answered honestly as she climbed into bed.

He walked over and kissed her frontal bone before sitting following to her. `` That's only to be expected. It'll all fade with time. ``

'' Until something else happens to make me think. '' She grumbled.

'' Here's a little something to avail you forget. '' He pulled out the latest copy of the quibbler. `` Hot off the presses. You are the maiden to set oculus on it. ``

Many people misunderstood her father, but she knew he was truly trying to piddle her feel better and so with a smile, she reached out and took the magazine, opening it to the lead story. Vampires bit at Chance to negociate connection Godhead Voldemort By : Xenophilius Lovegood.

'' Is this genuine ? '' She asked, amazed but not really surprised, figuring most vampires would side with Voldemort.

'' Heard it myself from an extremely reliable source as stated in the article. '' He answered proudly. Then he leaned over and once more kissed her brow, pulling the blankets up around her as he stood. `` Try your best to sleep tonight… remember, tomorrow only brings you one day further from today's mistakes. I love you. ``

'' I love you too. '' She returned, feeling slightly better than when she had gotten home. She knew that starting tomorrow, she was going to have to notice the durability to gift the support that Ron needed from her.

( open frame )

The next dawn, Harry and the former teens found they had to fend for themselves for breakfast since Mrs. Weasley refused to come out of her elbow room. Mr. Weasley had left early to ask attention of some affair along with Lupin and Tonks, leaving them to themselves and making the house feel very empty. No one was really in the mood to eat, but they went through the motion all the Same so they would have something to do. Luna's comer slightly brightened Ron's humour and Harry was thankful that she'd number back.

A piddling after the food grain was poured, a expectant embrown owl swooped in to deliver the Daily vaticinator to Hermione. She paid him and opened it to the front page. `` Oh, Harry. '' She sighed as she laid the report out for all of them to see. He stared at the expectant picture of himself plastered above the fold. It was apparently taken last night in the hospital- he was staring at the floor, as if trying with his gaze to sunburn a yap down to hell to face the Devil. At the top of the Page was the headline : destruction ONCE AGAIN SURROUNDS HARRY POTTER.

'' What's it say ? '' Ron asked grimly as Fred and Ginny turned away. Apparently they weren't up to reading it themselves yet. Harry grabbed the theme and scan it to them, getting angrier as he went on.

Another friend of the famous Harry potter died
today. According to sources, he was accompanied
by his peers to Knockturn Alley where they were
ambushed by three death feeder, whose names have
not yet been disclosed. The dupe was a minor of
curate of conjuration Arthur Weasley, though which
of the seven we have not yet been informed. We
expect more info to go available today
at the military press league held by rector Weasley.
It seems no one is good around Potter these days.

'' I told my Carl to stay away from that boy when
he returns to school for springiness term. Nothing but
pain in the neck, death and misery surrounds that minor. '' Said
Mrs. Fellow, a concerned Hogwarts'parent.

'' If I was his Friend, I'd run screaming in the other
direction. The rest of the Weasleys better lookout
themselves, as well as his girlfriend. '' Said Carl
Fellow, fifth year Hufflepuff.

Many early students felt the same. `` God, if I was
his girl I'd run to the other side of the humankind,
I don't care how hot he looks in a Quidditch
uniform. '' Said Marta Kramer, one-seventh year
Ravenclaw.

'' I don't know what I'd do if I lost my brother or
sister, but if I were Ron Weasley, I do know I'd
hate Harry ceramist. He's the reason Death eater
were there in the world-class space. He's the rationality
everyone keeps dying. '' Said Millicent Bulstrode,
a sixth year Slytherin.

Harry threw down the paper in disgust, not wanting to read the rest of it. He ran from the kitchen, the rent he wished he had shed yesterday coming in full military group now. Storming into his elbow room he
slammed the room access shut and collapsed on his bed to sob in peace.

Awhile later, Harry heard his bookcase candid and silently yelled at himself for not locking it. He turned to see Ron holding the composition. Without a Holy Scripture, he sat down at the end of Harry's bed and quietly began reading.

'' A lot of friends and fellowship of Harry potter
have died at the hands of evil people. But
that's what happens when you choose to
stand up and fight instead of sitting back and
watching this evil spread. I'm proud to be
Harry's friend because I know that no matter
what, he'll be there, trying to keep me and
everyone else good. demise is a part of war, a
large division unfortunately, and it sucks. Honestly,
I don't know why Harry is still fighting for the
good guys, when all they do is blame him for
everything that goes wrong. If I was Harry
Potter, I'd catch scrap and let Voldemort take
over, that way you'd all see how much spoiled
matter could be. But I'm not Harry and he
wouldn't do that to you, he can't, it's not in
him. But believe me, things would be a lot
worse without him. '' Said James Dean Thomas, sixth
year Gryffindor.

'' Who knew Dean was so smooth-spoken ? '' Harry asked to hide his slim embarrassment. Ron snickered and kept reading.

'' My sister Parvati and I have known Harry for
five and a half geezerhood. He's one of the nicest,
audacious and most loyal multitude you'll ever meet.
I can't believe all the crap he's gotten over the
years for the effect that come with
stopping He-Who-Must-Not-Be-Named. He's
saving our butts people so just leave him alone
to grieve with his supporter. What none of you
realize is that all he really has left is them and
when they die, it's like he's losing his phratry
all over again. So just get over him already and
let the guy have a break. '' Said Padma Patil,
one-sixth year Ravenclaw. ``

'' Since when is Padma Patil my friend ? '' Harry asked surprised.

'' I think she and Fred are sort of seeing each former. But it's not the point. She doesn't know you very well, but at the Lapp time she knows all about you. Everyone who's talked to you does. I don't hate you, none of us do. '' Ron said his eyes welling up again.

'' This shouldn't be about me, and you shouldn't be here trying to make me feel better when tomorrow we have to go and bury St. George. ``

Ron let out a shivering breath. `` I'm not ready for this to be very yet. I don't think I'll ever be ready for it to be really. ``

They sat there in silence, knowing it was best not to babble. Knowing that simply being there together was help enough. Eventually, Hermione and Luna found them and sat down with of their several son. All four were getting ready for a funeral.





A/N : A Weasley numb ! Oh no ! What have I done ! ? But commend it all has a purpose.


Chapter 28 : Moony

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Harry held on tightly to Hermione's hand as they followed the Weasley family into the memorial park to inhume one of their own. Mrs. Weasley still hadn't said a word to anyone since her tumultuous disturbance, Ron had spent most of his meter with Luna or alone, while Fred and Ginny hadn't shone their faces except at meal multiplication. They came to a stop at a hole six foundation deep in the lush super C ground. This was the secondly time Harry had stared down into the shadow, gaping earth, with early morning mist swirling around the mourners of a young, miss aliveness. He had a foreign urge to smile. Of all the masses he knew who had died, it wasn't until this class that he had actually attended a funeral. At least… he didn't think he'd been at his parents'funeral ...

Dismissing mentation he had no ascendency of, he looked over to notice and Charlie, who had arrived at his mansion very late the Night before. They hadn't cried with their family, rather they showed the like emotion Harry felt, anger. Pure, blinding, unbridled anger. When they found out that Harry Hotspur had been responsible for the body now being lowered into it's final resting office they had left in search of him, wanting to get a hold of their chum before the Aurors. `` It's a category matter. '' government note had said. `` Percy has always been weak, but that won't save him from us. ''

Next to them, Lupin and Tonks were holding each early and Harry knew his supporter was thinking the same matter he was. Too many people were being lost to this cause, innocent people. Dumbledore was giving the serve, but Harry wasn't listening to a Son he was saying. He had memorized the battlefront page of the theme this daybreak and as he looked at one Weasley clan phallus in picky he reread the article in his mind.

pastor OF magic'S SON BECOMES
end EATER- KILLS OWN BROTHER

In a press league yesterday, Minister
of conjuration, Arthur Weasley broke down in
tears as he retold the tale of Harry Potter
and his friends.

'' It is my inscrutable rue to inform you that
yesterday, my son Walker Percy Weasley used the
killing torment against his Brother, George II. ``
The minister told the shocked crowd.
It is unclear when Percy, former
undersecretary to Cornelius Fudge, had
joined the Death Eater's ranks. other
Death feeder present, according to
testimonies by Potter, Ron, Fred and
Ginny Weasley, Hermione granger and
Luna Lovegood, were recently escaped
Bellatrix LeStrange and Lucius Malfoy. It
is also reported that Malfoy's son, Draco
was present.

'' It is a tragical affair, war. It pits father
against son and sidekick against brother.
Everyone responsible for my son's death,
and every early death under He-Who-
Must-Not-Be-Named's lodge, will be
shown no mercifulness. They will be brought to
Department of Justice, and as of right now, I have no son
by the public figure of Percy. '' The minister
stated at the end of his speech.

The funeral for St. George Weasley will be
held this morning at 9:00 a.m. It will be
closed to all except close family and
friends.

Harry looked at Fred and felt for him. He hadn't talked to anyone but Ginny. When they looked at him, all they saw was a nothingness where a normally happy and mischievous face had been. What was going on in his question ? Harry was worried about him. In fact, he was worried about all of them, himself included. This had been a hard twist of fate.

They headed straight back to the menage after the service and all scattered to be by themselves. Going to the third story, Harry knocked tentatively on Fred's door. After a brief break, it opened and without a word, he was invited in. He looked around, discovering that all of George III's things had been packed in boxes that were now sitting along the wall.

'' I couldn't stand looking at it all. '' Fred said without emotion, noticing where Harry was staring.

'' This may be a dolt doubt, but how are you, Fred ? ``

'' The brother I always hated the most just killed the brother I loved the most. I don't have sex how I am. '' Harry was beginning to get scared. Fred was remote and unattached. He appeared not to have slept or showered in days.

'' Fred- ''

'' I've been working on that potion. With the ingredients we got. I think I almost have it right hand. '' He interrupted, gesturing to the things he had bubbling on his body of work table.

'' Fred, you can't just pretend ... you have to tattle to someone. '' Harry tried. He wasn't sure exactly what to say, now that he'd seen his friend's despair.

'' Do I ? You've lost a lot of citizenry you love right, Harry ? But how many of them did you know, like really make out ? Did you know everything about them ? Did they know everything about you ? Where they half of who you are ? I don't think so. one-half of me is dead, so excuse me if it was the fun, carefree one-half. '' Fred stomped off to continue work on the potion.

'' You're blaming yourself, aren't you ? '' Harry felt he had hit the nail on the head, as if he had plucked the thought from his friend's pass. But then again, maybe it was just because that was exactly how he felt every time somebody died.

'' Just go out, okay ? I'd hate to say anything I can't take back. '' Fred warned, his spine to Harry.

'' Go ahead, say it all. Whatever you want. Rail against the worldly concern if it'll help. '' He offered.

At first he did nothing. Then out of nowhere he threw a beaker against the wall and Harry watched as it shattered into a M pieces. Fred collapsed on his bed in total desperation. `` What am I supposed to do now, Harry ? All I can do is feign. Pretend I can handle everything, his dying, the fund, school day. Truth is, without him, I can't do a tinker's dam thing. ``

( good luck )

Ginny jumped as a large Brown owl tapped on her window. She let him in and he swiftly dropped a small envelope in her lap before swooping back out into the morning. She stared at the note, making no relocation to either open it or conclude the window against the grievous wintertime air. In the true the coldness felt just, soothing against the uncheerful opinion she'd been lost in. Until that day she hadn't let it be true in her judgement, but watching George III being lowered into the undercoat in his shiny disgraceful coffin she could no longer deny that her brother was gone. With a heavy sigh, she tore open the varsity letter, curious as to who could possibly be writing her.

The words on the paper burned into her mind as her eyes poured over them. How daring he write to her ! And what's more, he was requesting a confluence, as if he had a right to ask anything of her. Well if he thought she was a fool, he would be sorely mistaken. She would meet him, see what he had to say for himself and then she would designate him just how big a mistake he'd made by thinking she'd be understanding. That feeling of needing to shed caution to the fart was upon her and her psyche was swirling in on itself to the full stop where even she didn't know what she was thinking anymore. But she knew she wasn't crazy- after all, she fully intended to protect herself.

Grabbing her wand, she stuffed it in her purse and lift down the stairs to the kitchen with the estimation of slipping out the back door. As she passed the counterpunch, something gleamed out of the corner of her eye and she turned to see all of the large kitchen knife, freshly washed and laying out to dry. It was unlike her mother to not just use conjuring trick to do the chore and she realized Molly wasn't exactly up to running a household. Harry must induce cleaned up. Without questioning her actions, she picked up the biggest knife and put it her bag before continuing on her way out.

( BREAK )

'' It's not clean. '' Ron said quietly as Luna sat beside him.

'' I know. '' She answered, her voice choked with emotion. He hadn't realized she was feeling so deeply disturb. `` Murder is never clean. ``

'' I just don't understand Walker Percy ! Why would he do this to us ? '' he stood and began pacing, his nerve feeling too big in his chest.

'' Because he felt you all deserted him. '' She answered quietly. Then she looked up at him in repulsion as if she'd revealed too much.

'' So it's our mistake he's a horrible someone ? ! '' he turned on her.

'' I didn't say that, I said that's how he felt. ``

'' How would you experience ? ``

'' I wouldn't. But one can piece these things together. '' She answered defensively.

'' Whatever. The death matter I want is to oppose with you. '' He sat at his desk and rested his top dog in his helping hand, trying to figure out something to realize sense of his life.

'' Well I don't want to fight down with you either. Believe me, I can reckon how you're feeling right now. '' She came over and began rubbing his berm, but he pulled away wanting none of her pity.

'' How could you possibly ? You're an entirely nestling, you never watched person murder your crony. '' He looked back at her and saw the bother and anger in her heart. He became startled by the sharp intensity level of those emotions. Normally, she was sort of detached from everything as if the only affair tethering her to earth was her own body. But now, she was fully face in the present moment and he became dismay, as if he were responsible for the fury and torment she was trying to conceal.

'' You're rectify. I've never had to watch my pal be killed. '' She finally said very carefully choosing her words before continuing in a claptrap. `` That doesn't mean value I can't empathize. I'm not some outlander from the wiz unequal to of man emotion. ``

'' I never said that. '' He answered quickly, taking a whole tone toward her.

She shook her chief and within arcsecond she was herself again, those feelings pushed back down wherever she kept them. When she met his middle again, they only held fear for him. `` It's okey. I'm the one overreacting here. I'm sorry. '' She stepped forward and threw her arms around him, giving no further explanation. Not wanting to rock the sauceboat, he let it go. But as soon as he could focus on something other than the tragedy that had befallen his fellowship, he intended to peach to her about all the niggling affair he was certain she was keeping surreptitious. After all, he didn't have secrets from her.

( faulting )

Harry ran into Hermione as he was leaving Fred's room. They looked at each other and then silently made their way downstairs. Neither spoke until after they had bundled up and gone out into the snow-covered backyard. `` Harry, this may not be the best time, but we need to figure out how we can blab out to each other in our heads. '' Hermione whispered, her breathing spell misting the air.

He dug at the snow with his rush, not wanting to talk about anything at all. `` You're right, it's not the outflank time. It was a spurring of the moment matter and we can't do it now, so let's just forget about it. ``

'' But Harry ... ''

'' I can't, Mione, not now ! Fred, he's ... I'm worried about him. He's up in his way, with all of George's thing packed away, working on that potion. They're all falling apart- mollie, she hasn't eaten anything in three days. Ron won't talk to any of us, Ginny refuses to come out of her room, and Arthur has to deal with this whole thing at oeuvre, away from his kinfolk while Bill and Charlie can only look for Percy, fueled by their anger. I feel helpless, Hermione, and I don't like that feeling. ``

'' I know. '' She rubbed his shoulders affectionately.

He steeled himself, ready to let in what had been rolling around in his header since the consequence George died. `` The only matter I'm certain of now is that I can do it. ``

'' Do what ? '' She stopped rubbing, now squeezing his shoulders tightly, already knowing what he was talking about.

'' kill him. He destroys the innocent- he did it to my family, and now he's done it to the Weasleys. It can't happen anymore. I can't let my guilt over becoming a murderer stand in the way. ``

She came around to look him. `` You feel that way now, but ... who knows what'll have happened by the prison term you come face to face. ``

'' More frightful affair. I have to end it. It's my fate, so why fight that ? I'll do what I have to do. ``

Hermione threw her arms around him and cried softly, letting his words finally unlock the misery she'd been holding in. `` I won't let you do it alone. I refuse to think you were meant to do this alone. ``

Harry couldn't muster the strength or condemnation to indicate with her, so he simply held her until they were both nearly frozen. Finally with both their dentition chatter, they decided to point back in the house to thaw out. While heading down the hall to the flame crackling in the parlor, they ran into lupin on his way out, carrying a suitcase. `` Are you leaving ? '' Harry asked him.

'' I know I shouldn't, but I have to. '' lupine answered miserably. `` I put it off for as long as possible, but the moon is wide-cut tonight and you know I have leave for that. I'll be back as soon as I can. foretell me you'll help Tonks look after mollie ? Try and get her to eat something, alright ? ``

They nodded, having no problem promising to call for care of a woman who had always taken such in effect care of them. The three said their good-byes quickly, Lupin eager to get far from culture before night fell. After he left, Harry turned to paint a picture hot chocolate and noticed Hermione looking thoughtful. `` What is it ? ``

'' The clue, Harry ! '' she said loudly, startling him.

'' What… the clue for the ring ? What about it ? ``

'' Do you still have it ? '' She asked excitedly.

'' Yeah, of course. It's in my room. ``

'' Come on ! '' She ran up the stairs and he quickly followed her, excited by her upheaval. He rushed to his desk and pulled out the right wing newspaper and handing to her eagerly. She scanned the words, looking up at him with her eyes broad with pleasure at her epiphany. `` This is it, Harry ! ! ! When an animate being was made, why didn't I see it before ? ! Lily was talking about Lupin. Moony, get it ? ! ``

'' Let me see that. '' She gave it back to him and he carefully read through the passage. `` It seems so simple now. '' He shook his forefront in disbelief.

'' Harry, when was lupine turned ? '' Hermione asked him eagerly.

'' I don't know, I don't think he ever told us. '' Just then they heard the battlefront doorway slam. `` Maybe that's him now, maybe he forgot something. '' He added hopefully. They eagerly ran down to meet him only to find Ginny instead.

'' When did you go out ? '' Hermione asked her. And then she gasped. The other girl had taken a measure into the edge of the hall sparkle and they saw that she was splattered in blood.

'' Ginny ! What happened ? Are you hurt ? '' Harry pulled her up to the landing place and fully into the spark. As he did, a knife clattered to the floor.

'' It's not my blood. '' She said quietly.

Hermione looked at her horrified. `` Ginny, what did you do ? ``

Harry pushed Ginny up the steps a bit as Mrs. Weasley poked her principal out of her room. `` What's going on ? ``

'' nix. Sorry if we disturbed you. '' Hermione said quickly.

'' Fine. '' Mrs. Weasley closed her door on them again.

'' Four speech total, that's a get-go .... '' Harry said, more than a trivial worried. They looked up at Ginny who hadn't moved. `` We can't let any of them see her like this. ``

'' Ginny ? '' Hermione gently touched the other girl's arm. Ginny simply looked at her, but said nothing.



A/N : Muwhahahahahahahaha. Who'd she knife and did she kill them ? come up out in the future installment of Harry ceramicist and the Ring of Mykele.

Chapter 29 : Pretending

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Luna had gone home and locked herself up in her room. Unable to relax she paced the flooring, angry with herself. She had intended to one day enjoin Ron everything about herself, but how could she tell him anything when there were so many matter for him to deal with. He already thought her weird, the last matter she wanted was for him to think her as big a charity case as he sometimes thought of Harry. She felt so defeated ! Ron never thought anyone else's life-time was as bad as they described it and when she had tried to commiserate just an hour ago he'd turned on her, certain no one's pain in the neck was as not bad as his.

It only proved her inherent aptitude had been right, she couldn't share her own story with him until he realized what it was like to think of others. matureness would take care of that, but she still felt hangdog ; there were so many things she should throw shared with him, things any boyfriend should know about their girlfriend and a few things that would be a minuscule to a greater extent abnormal. But his life had been a little too soft, too perfect up until a few years ago. He hadn't had the strict and overbearing parents that Hermione did, he didn't lose parents like herself and Harry. He hadn't been forced to live with citizenry who hated him, he hadn't had to deal with the stigma that comes from being smarting and he hadn't had to treat with the taunting that comes along with your mother accidentally killing herself the way her own had. Ron could never understand where any of his Friend were coming from and it angered him more than he cared to accommodate. So she'd always felt that telling him anything to a greater extent than what was commonly known about her would press him away, that she'd be one Sir Thomas More somebody he couldn't understand.

Sighing, she lay on her bed and stared at the ceiling. If she was being honest, it was more than the little spat she'd just had with Ron that was bothering her. The consequence of that day in Knockturn Alley were upsetting her deeply. She'd gone to try and help, to be an dynamic participant as she'd vowed to be, and it had only turned out worse. She'd stopped Harry from receiving his fate only to let it delivered to George. It was the third sentence she'd seen him die in a visual modality and once more he'd come out unhurt, and once more the rebound had reached out to someone else. The guilt was eating away at her and she knew she'd have to talk to someone about it, and fast. But her father had never been too lament on using the gifts bestowed to him through their ancestry, much to the dissatisfaction of her grandmother who took their ability very seriously. But her grandmother was overseas on vacation and nix Luna wanted to hash out could be summed up in a note. She knew Harry would be coming around, especially after what he'd been able-bodied to do the day George III had died. She only hoped he'd come around sooner rather than later because she couldn't go through this alone for much longer.

Closing her eye, she was almost instantly asleep and dreaming, leading her to think even while unconscious that there was something waiting to be shown to her. The prototype were unsettling to say the least, and she watched in revulsion as Ginny stalked her prey in an back street. Luna sat up just as Ginny had struck the reverse to her victim, stabbing him in the vertebral column. She hadn't seen the concluding outcome to this, but she knew in this instance, it was already too late for her to try and intervene. While her imagination always pertained to effect ranging from minute to days into the future, her dreaming were more like messages of events unfolding that she needed to love. These could be matter that had happened, were happening or were about to happen- As she sat there trying to wrap her judgment around what she'd just been shown, she knew there was cipher she could do to pull through Ginny from herself. Her friend had taken action without making a conscious decision and therefore no imagination had come as warning… Luna had just dreamed of a crime that had already taken place. Knowing there was only one way to get Sir Thomas More info, she laid down again and closed her centre tightly in expectancy as eternal sleep once more instantly swept her away.

( BREAK )

Harry sat on Hermione's bed, waiting impatiently for the fille to come out of the bath. He kept running different scenarios through his top dog. Had Ginny gone after Percy ? Why else would she result ? But that didn't make any sentiency, she knew Bill and Charlie were still out searching for him, why would she think she could observe him… whose roue was it ?

'' She'll be out in another moment. '' Hermione said, closing the door behind her.

'' She tell you anything. '' He asked anxiously.

She sighed and sat next to Harry on the bed. `` Only that she didn't mean to do it. She hasn't said what or to whom. Do you think she went after Sir Henry Percy ? ``

'' I have no idea. '' He shook his psyche, reaching for her hand. `` How would she know where to regain him ? ``

'' It wasn't Harry Hotspur. '' They turned, startled that Ginny had so silently crept back into the independent room. Her hair was damp, hanging in tangles around her face and she was wearing Hermione's robe, her skin still wet from the shower.

'' Tell us what happened Ginny. '' Hermione said gently, getting up and putting an arm around her shoulders, guiding her to go sit between them.

Harry could feel her quiver as she tried to explain. `` I don't know .... I was so furious. And then I got his note and I don't know what I was thinking. '' She let out a petite sob.

'' Whose note ? '' He asked. But Ginny went on, not paying attention to either of them.

'' He said he wanted to assemble up, that he thought I would be the most understanding. Guess I proved him wrong. I decided to go, to hear what he had to say, but I didn't want to go unprotected, and I didn't think my sceptre would be enough, so I put a butcher knife in my purse. It was so dazed of me. I mean, who carries around a meatman's knife ? ``

Harry and Hermione looked at each other over her head, not daring to disturb, but confused beyond password. They listened with anticipation and a growing sense of dread as Ginny took a abstruse breathing time and continued. `` There he was, his back to me. I felt the choler again and it made me .... I don't know ... irrational to say the to the lowest degree. Just the sight of him made me nauseated. I snuck up behind him and before I knew it ... '' She made a stabbing motility with her hands. `` I really didn't mean to, and until he fell, I didn't even realize that I had. ``

'' Who did you ... who was it, Ginny ? '' Harry asked, turning her so she was looking in his eyes.

'' He watched my pal die and he killed Neville, he had it coming to him. '' She said darkly.

( BREAK )

Draco woke to intense searing pain. He tried to rivet his centre, but everything remained blurry. Any attempt at bm was torture. Panting, struggling to take a breath he put everything he had into clearing his nous and concentrating on his situation. He was lying on his stomach, he could palpate pose digging into his face and physical structure underneath the more serious nuisance he was experiencing. He remembered coming to the alley to look, hoping that Ginny had received his notation and decided to fare see what he had to say. He had still been trying to count on out exactly what he did need to say, what he could say, when he'd heard something behind him. And then his world had exploded in pain as he dropped to his knees, his back growing numb and his sleeve ineffective to hold him up. He'd collapsed and must consume passed out where he fell.

As he lay there now, staring without being capable to really see he wondered if this wasn't something like what he'd been expecting when he'd written to Ginny. Perhaps this was the reason he'd begged her to come see him, to devote him a chance to explain ruefulness he couldn't even explain to himself. He knew he'd been looking for a way out, he knew Ginny Weasley was near a break point, and he knew of all the people adequate to of taking his life her hired man was the one he'd wouldn't mind dying by.

Coughing up blood, he once more closed his eyes feeling determined to pass out again so as not to live out his last here and now in this excruciating state. There was nothing he could do to help himself, every time he tried to move was torture. He sighed as a sense of dismayed contentment fell over him. All he could do was waitress to die…

( BREAK )

'' You're sure you didn't leave any evidence, anything to connect yourself to it ? '' Harry asked again as they approached a headphone booth. Ginny nodded. `` Okay, why don't you wait over there ? '' He pointed to a chocolate store. She nodded again and he watched her go inside and require a seat by the window before turning to nibble up the phone.

'' I don't know how well-fixed I am with this, Harry ? '' Hermione said looking around nervously.

'' He's a weirdy and I'm not letting her get in hassle for this. '' He argued. `` She said she didn't kill him and that he didn't see her. So I'll just make an anonymous birdsong to the ministry and be done with it. ``

'' She said she didn't think he was dead. What if he is ? You may be resigned to becoming a murderer, but is she ? ``

Harry felt himself harden as Hermione took a one-half step back, realizing too late what she had said. `` Just go keep an eye on her, okay ? Can you do that ? ``

'' Yes. '' She turned quickly and joined Ginny in the shop.

Harry put the receiver to his ear and pressed 083245. Mr. Weasley had told him long ago that was the bit to reach the ministry. Apparently, it had been a immense lot when they decided to put a working muggle earpiece in the middle of the wizard world. He tapped his foot impatiently as he waited for someone to pick up. `` Ministry of Magic ? '' A aplomb womanly voice said.

'' Auror department please. Anonymous tip. ``

'' One moment. '' As he waited to be connected, he used a piece that George IV had taught him to mask his voice.

'' This is Mackle, what can I do for you ? '' A ill-humored sounding man asked him.

'' You'll find Draco Malfoy in the skittle alley on food turner Lane. He'll need medical attention. '' Harry said in a part he didn't recognize. He quickly hung up and went to get the girls.

( time out )

DEATH eater'S SON FOUND STABBED
-IS IN INTENSIVE CARE

Draco Malfoy, son of former prominent
society members, Lucius and Narcissa Malfoy,
was found stabbed in a muggle skittle alley. The 16
yr old still hasn't spoken to anyone except
his mother in his attenuated condition, but
root say he doesn't know who attacked him,
and he won't say what he was doing in the
back street. Lucius has yet to piddle an appearance,
but ministry workers are guarding Dragon's room
round the clock in sheath he does.

'' We are hoping that we may be able to capture
Mr. Malfoy when he comes to check on his son. ``
Said Marcus Mackle, an Auror for the Ministry.
There is still no countersign on the anonymous caller
that tipped off Mackle yesterday.

Draco put the paper aside, strangely pleased that no one had connected Ginny to his `` accident. '' At first, when he'd awoken in the hospital he'd been panicked, unsure where he was. The crude white room with it's glowing healing crystals had been unsettling- his female parent asleep in the chairperson next to his bed had been a entire shock. He'd reached out and touched her manus, as if to examine to himself that she was real number, that he was no longer dreaming. She'd instantly been at his side, not to inquire how he was feeling or to offer comforter but to demand that he assure her who had been responsible. It was in that moment that he'd decided Ginny's mystery was safe with him.

Since then, several people had come by to ask him question but he always claimed to fuck nothing. With every unwanted visitor allowed to walk through the threshold, he hoped for Christian Bible from his father… but it never came. Narcissa changed the study every time he brought it up and though it angered him, he was actually glad she was there. She hadn't left his side for farsighted than an minute or so when she'd gone home to exchange dress. It was surprising to say the to the lowest degree, seeing even a little of her maternal replete kicking in. She may not be fawning all over him, but just her presence- sitting stiffly in that chairwoman next to his bed as he recuperated- had been enough to fall his doubts that she loved him. At the same time, this whole incident only strengthened his foregone conclusion that his father didn't dearest anyone… least of all his son.

( BREAK )

A week had passed and still no one had connected Ginny to Malfoy's stabbing. Harry was beginning to remember they had done it- that Ginny was in the clear. There was only one more thing to take care of. He pulled her purse out from under his bed where he had been hiding it since that day. The bloodied knife was inside and tonight he was going to pilfer out and destruct it far from the house. Only one thing stood in his way… since his return a couple of days ago, Lupin had been keeping a finis eye on all of them. So to cark him from the fact that Harry would be gone, Hermione had agreed to tree their friend and ask about when he became a werewolf. A good distraction, Harry thought, considering they desperately needed that information.

He paused to believe about Hermione. They hadn't spoken much this workweek, and he knew he was still upset about her remark. He didn't know why he was so upset, perhaps it was all just too much. matter between the two of them lately had been ... uncomfortable. Ever since he told her about kissing Ginny, they've slowed down, never really babble anymore, seem to have trouble meeting the other's eye. And then George III had died… they had been like a twosome grieving together, but it had been almost like an act. He knew he loved her, and he could experience that she loved him, he didn't know how but he could feel it radiating from her. There was just something in the way, some unexpressed burden. He had an idea that it was the prophesy, but at the Sami time he didn't think it was as well-heeled as that. It seemed sometimes that he could scan her psyche, and when he could he was able to catch a glimpse of what she was afraid to differentiate him- that she was distressed her family was the next in line to be affected by this war.

He shook his mind, clearing it for the task he had to do tonight. He was resigned to the fact that he and Hermione desperately needed to talk if affair were going to be alright between them. He couldn't pretend anymore and still proceed his sanity. He easily slipped out to perform the project of getting rid of the grounds and returned long before he was missed. Thankful that for once something he'd planned had gone smoothly, he climbed the stairs and closed himself up in his room.

'' Where did you lay to rest it ? '' Hermione asked, coming through the bookcase.

'' Don't worry about it, did you talk to lupin ? ''

'' Yeah. '' She smiled as Harry patted the space next to him on the bed, inviting her to come and sit… but she hesitated. Finally she did sit, as far from him as she could be across the room at his desk. `` June 13th. It was right after exams their twenty percent year. ``

'' When do you believe the others would be up to hearing about this ? ``

'' Ron said Luna was coming over tonight, maybe we could do it then. '' She looked down nervously. `` I think we need to talk, Harry. ''

'' I think you're properly. '' He sat up straighter.

'' I'm sorry for what I said. It was stupid, and I was upset and worried. I'm just not glad about the whole situation, or the Prophesy, or how seriously you're taking it. '' She looked at her hands.

'' You think I'm happy about it ? I don't want to pop him, I have to. '' He turned away, swinging his feet around to sit on the edge of the bed.

'' But you do need to, I can see it, plain as day. '' She argued.

Harry stood up angrily. `` Maybe I do ... so what ? It doesn't make me any different. You just don't know ; you haven't lost what I have, what the Weasley's have. heartbreak is a fickle thing, Hermione, look what it made Ginny do ! ``

'' So until my parent's die, I'm not allowed to deliver an opinion on this ? '' She stood up too and now they were both yelling.

'' That's not what I said. It's just that your opinion isn't founded on the same things mine is. ``

'' I just can't ... what if he gets you first ? ``

Harry softened his whole tone. `` I know you're worried about me, and I know you're worried about your family. But don't you see ? As long as I ignore the Prophesy, you'll always have to vex about us. Don't you want it to end ? ``

'' Of course I do ! But ... You know what, we're just going to keep going around in traffic circle here. ``

'' So, what ? You just want to agree to dissent ? How long will that mould ? ``

She walked over to him and took his hand. `` No issue what happens, I'll be here. That's what you're thinking right ? That I want to break up with you ? '' Harry looked down. It was exactly what he had been thinking and it terrified him. `` I don't want to, and I can't see myself ever wanting to. I love you and we may not concord on this, but I'm not going to allow for you. It would absolutely break my heart. '' She wrapped her sleeve around him and kissed his shoulder. After a indorse, he rested his boldness against her hair and put his munition around her, holding her tight. He didn't love how longsighted they stood there, but it was prophylactic and he never wanted to result. Hermione was that prophylactic place that he had been looking for, away from the hurt, the pain, the opposition. But he had to disappoint her. To suit something he had never dreamed he would be.

( fracture )

Ginny turned on the shower to it's live scope, sitting under the spray as the water scalded her shin clean and jerk. At first-class honours degree the acute, unspeakable heat felt soothing, but eventually she grew numb to that as well, her physical structure becoming accustomed to the temperature. Still she remained there until long after the water turned stale. Finally with her tooth chattering and her skin wrinkled, she climbed out, wrapping herself in a big fluffy towel and her robe before stumbling back to her way. Once more safely under the covers, she stared at the wall waiting for eternal rest to overpower her boredom.

She refused to let herself think about anything at all, everything was far too complicated- from her alleviate disappointment at learning Draco Malfoy would experience, to her anguish revulsion at losing Saint George. She wanted to talk to someone, but at the same time she never wanted to see another person again in her life. Squeezing her center shut against the tears she kept refusing to exuviate, she struggled to remember what it was like to experience strong. It seemed they were all taking one reverse after another lately and she wasn't sure how much retentive she could remain standing.

( BREAK )

Mrs. Weasley surprised everyone when she had gotten up that day and started to act like her old self again. She had breakfast, lunch and dinner on the mesa, she smiled at everyone and made small talk. No one could understand why she was pretending to be alright when it seemed so obvious that she was quick to start crying at any instant. Everyone let her play her percentage, but they kept a closelipped eye on her, ready to grab her if she fell.

They had rarely seen Mr. Weasley since St. George's funeral. He left almost before dawn and got home well after midnight. When they did hap to run into him, they could see the toll all of this was taking on him. There were large glowering traffic circle under his eyes, and his hide was sallow and pale. He appeared to have lost quite a few Sudanese pound in the lowest week, his clothes were a bit baggy and always wrinkled. He never spoke of what was happening at work to any of them. But he, like his wife, always seemed on the verge of tears.

During the week, Fred had moved all of George I's things up into the attic. Since then, he had been more sociable, though understandably no where near his normal self. Harry worried it was too soon for him to try and get back to normal, but if he needed to profess he was healing, then why tell him any different.

Ginny hadn't told anyone else about what she had done. When Mrs Weasley had commented on the Daily Prophet clause reporting Draco's stabbing, she had shaken her header and muttered, `` What a shame, '' along with her mother. She too was pretending to be moving on, but Harry and Hermione could both see the terror and guilt in her eyes. It worried them that those tactile sensation would never leave her. She refused to answer any Thomas More interrogative from them and had taken to avoiding either one when she saw them coming.

Ron was a different story all together. He would be prone to mood golf shot, one mo contentedness and glad, fooling any outsider into believing he had come to terms with his brother's death, but then the succeeding instant horribly outraged, throwing things around and yelling at anyone who dared try to calm down him. Harry didn't get it on how to help him, and desperately wished he did. Ron was the only one who let his grief show at all.

Luna, usually unfazed by anything, confused Harry more than anyone else. Like Hermione, there were times when he could almost study her thinker, and while the others were pretending to be beyond their grief, she was pretending to feel it. He knew it wasn't because she didn't feel sad, she did, it was something else… something she was holding back from them all, even Ron. Having his own affair to care about that nighttime, he didn't feel up to pushing the matter, but decided to make time to ask her about it later- and this time he meant it.

So there they were, the remaining Marauders, sitting around Harry's room nearly two workweek after losing George, pretending to arse around each other, and themselves. `` Look, I know this isn't the best time, and maybe you don't want to know anything about it, but Hermione solved the hint. '' Harry told them, cutting heterosexual person to the stop. He saw a import of excitement and interestingness pass the Weasley tike's optic before guilt closed in again.

'' The day an animal was made, it's Lupin, the day he became a werewolf. He told me it was in June so we have awhile to wait. '' Hermione said. She was about to add something, but was cut off by Fred.

'' The ring, will any of us be able to wear thin it and use it, or just you Harry ? '' He looked hopeful.

'' I will let everyone take a crook, since we all have multitude we need to say good-bye to. '' He smiled sadly and Fred lowered his middle, thinking hard.

'' But what about the whole high-risk fear, guarding over it thing ? '' Ron asked.

'' That's for me to care about, since I'm the one who has to get it. '' He looked over at Hermione and saw the same uncertainty and brief angriness in her oculus that was almost always there. Did she have it off he could see it ? There was a lot happening to him that they didn't know about, that he didn't know about himself. Maybe now was as commodity a fourth dimension as any to land it up, to get everyone's mind on something else.

'' Now, there's something else .... '' Five dyad of eyes turned to him. `` Pay attention. ``

How many of you can hear me right now ? elevate your handwriting if you can get wind. He thought out to the group. Hermione, Ron and surprisingly Luna raised their bridge player. Ginny and Fred looked confused. `` Interesting. I wonder why you two can't hear me like they can. ``

'' What are you talking about, Harry ? '' Ginny asked him.

'' Hermione, Ron and Luna can all hear me talking to them in their mind, but you two couldn't. ``

'' George heard it too. '' Fred said quietly. `` That day in the shop, we were running after you and he could listen you but you couldn't hear him back. ``

Everyone grew still and mute. They looked at the trading floor unsure of what to say next. `` I wonder why that is. '' Hermione said, at terminal breaking the silence.

'' Probably because your top executive are growing… maybe soon you'll be able to talk to everyone in your brain. '' Luna shrugged with an aura of knowledge. Harry studied her hard, but her aspect gave nada away.

'' The only for certain way to know is to ask Dumbledore, right ? '' Ginny asked.

'' rightfulness, I guess I'll have to talk to him about all this new material. '' Harry said, fearing it was honest. He still didn't want to see or speak to his headmaster. `` As soon as we go back. ``

'' Are you all celebrating Christmas this yr ? '' Luna asked out of nowhere, completely changing the subject. Everyone looked at her strangely. `` It's just that it's coming up in a few days and there aren't any ornament or presents or .... I think I'll stop talking now. '' She finished, finally realizing she had said something wrong.

'' It's your house Harry, are we putting up medallion ? '' Ron asked, giving Luna's articulatio humeri a squeeze. Lucky for them, he seemed to be in one of his good moods.

'' Yes, I think we will. Maybe that's just the thing to clear up everyone's life, even just a slight bit. What do you say we spend tomorrow doing it ? storm your dad when he comes home from work ? '' They all agreed and for a petty while as they sat and made program, everyone's psyche was preoccupied. Harry glanced at Luna who'd made the proffer and wondered just how she always seemed to do it what to say.

Soon they all decided to turn in for the nighttime and Harry went to bed feeling a little bit lighter. Christmas might be just the matter to consume their judgment off of everything and finally get down healing as a family. He settled under the cover song, depicted object in the fact that tomorrow would be a better day. Then he noticed the abstemious coming from the bookcase. He sat up and saw Hermione slowly closing the doorway behind her, obviously unaware that he was awake. `` Can I help you with something ? '' He asked, raising an eyebrow.

She jumped and spun around. `` Oh, Harry, I thought you were sleeping. ``

'' So why are you creeping into my elbow room then ? '' He turned on the small lamp next to the bed.

'' I was going to wake you up. '' She said shyly.

'' Well, that makes sense. '' He said as she came over to his incline of the bed. Motioning for him to move over, she climbed in next to him.

'' I've been thinking a lot, Harry. About us, about what we talked about. But there was just one thing that kept distracting me from my thoughts .... ''

'' And that was ? '' He asked as she turned to present him.

'' How a good deal I love you, and ... ... ''

'' And ... .. ? '' He smiled as he watched her blush and cast her eyes downward..

'' And how lots I want to be with you. ``

( break )

The next day Ron and Harry were putting up Garland on the stairway. As he listened to his best acquaintance key what happened the late night, Ron felt a bit self-satisfied knowing he and Luna had beaten Harry and Hermione to that side by side tone in a relationship. And what a pace it had been. He was gladiolus they had taken it, because now the only clip he didn't think of his wretchedness at losing his brother was when he and Luna were alone in the iniquity. Harry had just finished talking about how Hermione had slipped into his elbow room, faltering in his telling of the news report as he blushed. `` And then ? '' Ron prompted with a smirk.

'' And then what ? '' Harry acted casual, as if he didn't want to talk about it. Of trend he'd been the one to lend it up in the first piazza so some portion of him must deliver wanted to part with his easily champion.

'' Well, did you or didn't you ? '' He asked with a wink.

'' Don't New York minute at me, it's weird. '' He said making a face as he strung some more garland through the banister.

'' seed on, I told you about me and Luna ! '' Ron argued causing them both to smile- they were like a brace of little girl passing around gossip.

'' Did I ever express an interest group in knowing ? Believe me, I would have been a lot happier without that information, Ilex paraguariensis. '' Harry grinned at his friend.

'' semen on, did you ... you know ... ? You have to tell someone. '' He argued.

'' Well .... ''

'' seminal fluid on, you can tell me. I swear not to recount one way or the other. '' Ron crossed his hand over his pith. `` If you can't commit your outdo friend, who can you confide ? ``

'' Alright already ! ''

( BREAK )

Harry was smiling as he left Ron to finish the decorations. He had decided to go to his room and accept a short nap before lunch, and as he snuggled in under the back, his thought turned to Hermione. He had told Ron yes, they had `` done it '' but those two words didn't come close to the feeling of the act. Even now he could feel her soft lips, taste her skin, smell the lilac in her haircloth. In his intellect, he was imagining running his finger's breadth down her face, kissing her neck. He could palpate her biting his ear in that way that drove him weirdo. He smiled, thinking he never loved or wanted her more.

'' You were thinking of me ? '' A voice interrupted his daydreaming. His eyes shot open to see Hermione standing coyly at the bookcase.

'' You could take heed that ? '' he asked, slightly embarrassed.

'' Hear it, see it, you should really make on controlling this new power steady. '' She laughed.

'' If you're going to occur in here every fourth dimension I think about it, I'm not certainly I want to control it. '' She laughed again and ran into his arms.





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Chapter 30 : Yuletide After disaster

bill : This one took awhile, but I'm back to process on this now. delight as always, Read, Review, Enjoy !



Harry realized Ron had told Luna and Fred about their conversation the minute he sat down to lunch with them. All three had weird smiles on their faces, but luckily Hermione didn't seem to notice. When Ginny came down to link them all, he held his breath waiting to see what would befall, but thankfully she seemed none the wiser. Well, at to the lowest degree Ron had some bounds even if he did go and let the cat out of the bag what was supposed to experience been a common soldier conversation.

So much for trusting your respectable ally, Harry thought to Ron who only grinned wider. Just remember Paraguay tea, revenge is sweet…. Fred doesn't know about you and Luna yet.

This clock time Ron's face turned serious and he gulped. You wouldn't. He thought back to Harry who took his turn to simply grin in answer as he left his friend to opine of all the ways his sidekick would tease him.

Mrs Weasley was talking in her postiche happy way when suddenly Harry's attention was drawn to Luna. She was looking down, pushing her food for thought around on her scale. He wasn't sure if it was a mentation he had picked up on, but he decided today was the day. He would notice a way to have that retentive planned but never realized talk with her while they were in Diagon back street that afternoon.

It was a vast secret being kept from molly, but Mr. Weasley had arranged for Lupin, Tonks and Mad-eye to escort the teens, this sentence to really go Christmas shopping. They had all reluctantly made the request, each desperately necessitate prison term out of the house and in the fresh air away from their memories. Luckily Arthur had understood and decided to devote them a secondly chance with his trust, making them all hope not only to delay on Diagon skittle alley, but to never leave the sight of their chaperon. Willing to do anything to get out, they all agreed.

The twins'shop was the most convenient plaza to arrive, but Fred refused to go there. So instead, they traveled the floo mesh ending up at the Leaky Cauldron. After a tripper to Gringotts they broke up into three group so that they could buy for each other in privy. Ron and Ginny went one way, while Fred and Hermione went the opponent focal point, conveniently leaving Luna with Harry. Lupin was the chaperone of their twosome but understood they wanted seclusion. After making them call to stay on in the exposed, he told them to meet back in two hours at the Leaky Cauldron. Harry felt sorry for Fred and Hermione who had been paired with Mad-eye. He knew the Auror took his responsibilities seriously and wouldn't be letting them out of his batch ; though he also knew that lupine was trailing them from a few yards back the whole prison term, he appreciated the semblance of privacy.

As they walked aimlessly down the street, he tried to get his Word together but Luna spoke first. `` Just ask me, Harry. ''

'' Okay. '' He pulled her behind one of the store and out of earshot. `` What are you hiding from us ? ''

'' You want to be more particular ? '' She asked with a sigh.

'' okay, why are you pretending to be sad ? '' Harry pressed, determined to get her to open up.

She seemed surprise, as if she'd been expecting a different question. `` I am sad, Harry. My beau's sidekick was murdered. ``

'' Alright, I know you're sad, but there's something else there, I know it, I can find it… almost see it. '' Harry told her.

'' I really don't know why you care all of a sudden. '' She said turning away from him. `` I thought there was something else you wanted to talk about. ``

That took him back a minute- that he'd been right a moment ago- but he shook it off. `` Luna, come on, of course I care and there are various things I wanted to talk to you about. But this is obviously something that's bothering you and it's going to hail out Sooner or later. closed book don't bazaar well in our group. ``

'' Before I go spreading my mystery, why don't you spill yours to everyone ? '' she asked defensively.

'' What ? '' He was confused by the motion as very much as by it's querier.

'' You're scared, Harry. '' She said, almost accusingly. `` Scared for Ron, for Hermione. You're scared for everyone. ``

'' That's not such a unavowed, you know. '' He answered, getting aggravated.

'' No, maybe not, but the fact that you're scared for yourself is. '' She pointed out.

'' What ? ''

'' You're scared to die, and you're scared to tell anyone because then they won't see you as the strong one, the hero sandwich, the protector. You're scared to death that masses will see you for what you really are, for what all of us really are, a terrified, guilt ridden teenager who has no idea what he's really doing. Whose victories are a result of luck, skill, and instinct. That sometimes, you don't have everything under restraint and need help. '' He was staring at her unable to find a reaction. She went on. `` You're wondering how I know all that. cerebration those were things you were keeping to yourself, right ? No one notices me, Harry, not even Ron half the fourth dimension. It's not his fault, there's a lot going on and I'm easy to draw a blank. But you. You always seem to note me, try to figure me out. But you're easily distracted. By Hermione, by your other friends, by life. You can take glimpses into our judgment, but what none of you realize is that I can constantly see into yours. ``

Harry was dumbfounded. `` I don't even live what to say to all of that. '' He finally said, feeling he needed to say something.

'' You don't have to, I know that you know it's all straight. I also realize that you're cognisant I'm still hiding something else. well, fine, if you have to know, I'm trying not to feel anything. I had a brother once and he was murdered too. If I think too hard about George, I'll lose myself in memories of Kane. '' She looked down, breaking the emotional connection they'd been building with their eyes.

'' Kane… you have a pal ? I thought you were an only child. ``

'' Because I never said otherwise and no one ever asked. I already had the brand of being the girl whose mother accidentally killed herself, you think I wanted them to judge me because of Kane ? It's hard enough pretending not to care what everyone thinks of you. I wanted to narrate Ron, was about to, but he said I could never know how he felt because I didn't have a buddy to ascertain die. And he was rightfield, I didn't see it. I came home plate and found out from my father that Kane was dead. How could I try and commiserate the loss when Ron doesn't want to get word anything beyond his own pain ? I couldn't Tell him. ``

'' Why didn't you tell him or any of the residuum of us about this before George died, like last year when we became booster ? ``

'' Oh, you mean when you all thought I was weird and no upright ? None of you even really liked me until after the Department of secret thing, well, except for Ginny. Why should I assure any of you anything personal about me ? '' She seemed angry, for the first clip since he'd known her.

'' When was your brother killed ? '' Harry asked, trying to sound as sympathetic as he felt.

She stared at him a minute before answering. `` Before my first class at Hogwarts. He had just graduated and joined the Auror's office. He was killed on his first duty assignment. ``

Again Harry had the look she was holding back. `` You know who did it, don't you ? ``

'' They'll never prove it wasn't an accident. '' She sighed before continuing in a detached voice. `` He was investigating a disturbance at the Malfoy star sign when he fell over the balcony of the fourth part floor and broke his neck opening on the concrete below. Lucius Malfoy said he was leaning over to try and see into the garden when he lost his balance. He even had the mettle to report that Kane was clumsy while investigating, knocking thing over, tripping over his own feet. But Kane wasn't clumsy. He was gymnastic, he played quidditch as a chaser and his whole life, he was obsessed with a muggle game called basketball game. ``

'' What do you think really happened ? '' Harry asked.

'' I know what really happened. He found something there. Something Lucius didn't want the world to know he had. Probably something related to his stay activity with the dying Eaters. He killed my brother, who hit on the jackpot his showtime assignment. But Fudge wouldn't hear of anything against Lucius, said it must bear been as they said. '' She seemed really angry now, and Harry began to feel shamed for making her relive all of this.

'' Lucius Malfoy was one of the most prominent members of society and Fudge was weak and easily manipulated. I'm sure when the time is rightfield, you can go to Chester Alan Arthur to reopen the case and straighten out your brother's name. show that he died doing a undecomposed job, you know. I'll go with you, if you want. '' Harry offered.

'' Maybe. '' She said thoughtfully.

'' Thanks for trusting me with all of that. '' He said unsure of what else to say.

'' It's about clock time I told someone, huh. flavor, I've had enough of these kernel to hearts. I'm not respectable at them, and they make me finger awkward. ``

He smiled. `` O.K., how about a new subject. You said you could always see into our psyche ? ``

'' Finally ! Yes, I can. And you can too if you concentrate harder. Like I said, you're catching glimpses now because your head is just now figuring out how to tie in to that part of you. I've seen not bad thing for you, Harry. You're a lot more mighty than you know. '' She grinned.

'' What do you intend you've seen things ? '' He asked, ignoring the piece of him that was screaming that she was right.

'' fountainhead, that's my early gift. Sometimes, I see the future tense, or monition of the time to come. Just like you have a second power, the ability to move things with your judgment. ``

'' How do you know all this ? '' He stopped at her amused smiling. She had just confessed to reading thinker and seeing the future. `` Let me reword, how did you watch about all of this stuff and nonsense ? ``

'' From my grandmother, she's very majestic of our abilities. It was probably passed along in your communication channel too. ``

He gave that some thought. He knew very little about his parents, other than what the people who knew them could assure him from their memory. No one had ever mentioned anything like that, though to be fair, he hadn't asked. Surely lupine would know which of his parents he inherited these ability from.

'' Look, it's a lot to take in and I'm sure Dumbledore could tell us both more about this than we already know. Why don't we table the discussion, now that you know what's going on ? We do sustain some shopping to do. ``

'' Then let's go. '' He said with enthusiasm. As they returned to the street, he felt flatboat and more attached to himself now that he had Luna to share the loading of these index. For once, he wouldn't be special alone and he was grateful.

She stopped him outside of one of the shop. `` Harry ? ``

'' Don't vexation, I won't order anyone about what we talked about with your brother. Kane is your business. ``

'' I appreciate it. I know this might be too much to ask, but I'd like it if you could also keep my mogul a mystery for a little while. I'd like to tell Ron and the others in my own clock time. '' Her eyes pleaded with him and he knew she worried about what everyone would call back, finding out she'd been capable to see their cerebration this unhurt time.

'' Okay. It'll be our secret until you're ready. '' He promised. They smiled, each sword lily to finally have someone else to sympathize them.

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'' So, where do you want to go first ? '' Hermione asked Fred, annoyed that Mad-eye refused to remain More than a few feet away from them. As much as the man complained about being a transfigure babysitter, he sure took the job seriously.

'' Let's just head this way and see what we find. '' He suggested with a shrug. She noticed he'd chosen to go in the direct reverse direction from his entrepot. They walked in silence, looking through shop windowpane, hoping something would entrance their eye. She watched him carefully, taking in the insincerity behind his eyes and the haggardness of his posture. He was trying so arduous to be okay, to prove everyone that he was okay… but his façade was definitely starting to crumble.

'' I want to stop in here for a mo, see if I can't find something for Ron. '' She took him to the sporting computer memory, hoping to perk him up a bit by letting him bury himself in thing he enjoyed.

'' Just quell together, and don't you two dare try to sneak away. '' Mad-eye warned.

'' We wouldn't dream of it. '' Fred replied, shooting Hermione a grin.

They walked among the shelves, checking out various unlike items for dissimilar games, many of which she'd never even heard of and certainly had no stake in. Looking over her shoulder joint, she saw that Mad-eye had become involved in a conversation with the shopkeeper at the figurehead of the store. Though the Auror was far out of earshot and had his back to them, Hermione knew better than to take up they weren't being observed. She could feel his charming eye on her even now.

Pulling Fred into the corner and pretending to see at flying gloves, she leaned in unaired and whispered, `` I bet if we tried, we could pretend a break for it right now. ``

He looked at her in surprise before a pixilated smile spread across his brass. `` Why girl farmer, that suggestion is quite untoward of you. '' He joked. She was glad he'd taken her lead. She wanted to contribute him one moment, one conversation to the full of happy-go-lucky falderol where he didn't have to guess about George, the ring, or anything else.

With the ice broken, she felt herself smile back at him. `` Just trying to conceive like you. ``

'' Oh, I would have bailed out a long clock time ago… but I figured you'd only slow down my getaway. '' He teased.

'' I can be just as furtive as the rest of you. '' She replied, giving him a small shove.

'' more so I'd bet, if you really put your mind to it. '' He grinned widely. `` Lucky for us you aren't the eccentric. ``

'' Oh yeah ? What type am I ? '' She asked, crossing her blazon and pouting as if she'd just been insulted.

He laughed. `` One who follows the principle whenever potential. ``

'' How dull. '' She sighed. It was how she was always seen, she should be used to it by now.

'' Oh come on Hermione, you're anything but that. '' He reached out and grabbed her shoulder.

'' Fred ? '' A vocalism called from behind them. They both whipped around to find Padma Patil behind them.

'' Hey, what are you doing here ? '' He asked, at once closing in on himself again as he approached his semi-girlfriend.

'' Parvati is picking out a new ling. '' She answered, reaching out and wrapping her arms around him. `` Are you okay ? ``

Hermione felt awkward and turned back to the display of boxing glove trying hard not to eavesdrop but ineffective to find success due to proximity. `` I've been better. '' She heard Fred reply numbly. Deciding to give them secrecy, she moved to the front of the memory board with Mad-eye, quick to leave as soon as possible.

'' Where's the other one ? '' The Auror asked gruffly as his eye swirled in his headspring, making her sure he knew exactly where Fred was.

'' He's talking to a booster. ``

'' He shouldn't be talking to anyone but us. '' Mad-eye grumbled. Though she didn't know why, Hermione agreed absolutely.

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Though it felt ripe to be out of the house, the survive place Ginny wanted to be was in Diagon Alley. It was too airless to Knockturn bowling alley and the place that haunted her dreams. Glancing at Ron she saw that he was having a concentrated fourth dimension as well, walking with his jaw clenched and a sense of unforgiving determination. They ducked into the bookstall where she was finally able to realize that most everyone was staring at them. They all knew who the Weasley kids were by now, with the Daily Prophet running articles and scene of the minister and his family in nearly every issue lately.

'' Just brush off these multitude. They don't know anything Thomas More than what they read. '' Tonks whispered from behind them. It wasn't the stares that Ginny found she couldn't take, it was the pity in their center that made her need to run and hide.

With his capitulum held mellow, Ron went down a few aisles, looking for something for either Luna or Hermione. Ginny chose to stay near Tonks, feeling less strange with somebody she knew.

Together they took a look around the memory while she tuned everything else out. They were there maybe ten minute of arc before two representative broke into Ginny's endeavour to block out the universe. `` They wouldn't let me in to see him, but I heard he was pretty bad off. If they'd found him ten transactions later, he would've died. '' A intimate sounding girl said.

Taking a few steps away from Tonks who was officious scanning the store for Ron, Ginny peeked around the turning point to obtain Pansy talking with Millicent who was just responding. `` I know. And the unfit part is that no one has any estimation about who could have done it. My dad heard he wasn't robbed or anything like that. ``

'' Well it must have been personal. '' faggot answered. `` To not use a baton, to actually brutally twinge someone it had to be individual who Dragon made really furious. My bet is on Potter. ``

'' But is it really his style ? I mean, whoever it was didn't use a wand… could've just been some awful muggle looking for a conflict. '' Millicent argued.

'' Oh please, like Draco would let a muggle sneak up behind him and stab him in the back. '' Pansy snorted.

'' wellspring who would he just let lift up behind him and do that ? '' Millicent shot back.

That silenced the other girl for a here and now. Then she shook her head teacher. `` No one. It had to experience been a fight that went wrongfulness, but I doubt it was a muggle. ``

'' So have you heard if he's going to live ? ``

'' From what I overheard when I was trying to visit, he's well enough to continue healing at home. They're releasing him today. We should go over and see him there ! '' sissy suggested, instantly brightening.

Deciding she'd heard enough she turned to come up Tonks looking at her with an amused grin. `` Gathering scuttlebutt ? ``

'' You caught me. '' Ginny replied with a small smile.

'' Your brother's all ready to go, how about you ? '' She asked.

'' I'm ready. '' She said eagerly, desperate to get out of the stuffy bookstore and back into the fresh air.

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When they returned home from Diagon Alley, Hermione listened to Harry tell her everything Luna had told him about his office, though she felt he was holding something back. She didn't quite think that Luna had come by this knowledge while doing research for the Quibbler, though maybe that was just her jealousy over the fact that the other girl had been able-bodied to give him resolution when she could not. She pushed her own notion aside to psychoanalyse for later, and tried to match his turmoil. `` That's cracking Harry. And I've read a bit about wandless powers, I think what you're talking about are the power associated with telepathy, pre-cognative sight and telekinesis. ``

'' If you say so. '' He collapsed next to her on the bed, still wearing a big goofy grin. She smiled in spite of herself, enjoying seeing him so glad. `` Finally some answer. ``

'' And more to issue forth, if you both go talk to Dumbledore. '' She answered carefully. `` After all, even Luna said she didn't know everything about it. ``

'' I guess I'll have to, I'll just make sure he understands that I want nothing held back. In the meantime, all I know is that I'm going to work very hard to develop this stuff as far and fast as I can. This may just be the matter that gives me enough of an edge to win. ``

'' Maybe. '' She answered not wanting to destroy his optimism. But she couldn't supporter but concern. If he learned to put too often stock into these powers, he'd be defeated one day if they didn't employment the way he wanted. She thought it a way better idea to originate his baton skills, those would never break him. Everything else she considered a back up arsenal. She decided to save her concerns for later, if it actually became a job. After all, why start a conflict if there might not even be a reason.

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'' Welcome dwelling house ! '' Narcissa flung open the front door and Draco was wheeled in by Old James Bowie. He was the gardener at the Malfoy mansion and secretly Draco's ducky person, making him the only one he felt comfortable enough with to have help him in such a weakened precondition. He certainly didn't require his mother to remain to see him as weak, he knew how she felt about weakness… she'd disowned her own sis simply for having a tenderness weak enough to let her hook up with a mudblood. If he didn't prove that he could get through this healing process quickly, she would begin to interrogate his strength and willpower… if she didn't already. There was nothing Narcissa despised more than a weak character… despite her own fault. After all, she was the one so dependent on her life style that she refused to leave a husband she clearly no longer loved- the one who let her sadness energy her into sleeping droughts and numbing potions.

'' necessitate my son upstairs and see that he's comfortable. '' She ordered Bowie without once looking in his direction. `` I'll be up in a minute of arc my honey ! '' She called out to Draco. With Bowie's help, he stood up out of the wheelchair the healer had insisted he be carted around in. Narcissa had made it clear that once he arrived nursing home, the death chair was not allowed… it would drag her floors. Besides, there were plenty of servant to tend to her son.

As he was one-half carried up the steps, he wondered just when his mother had grown so remote from him. She'd been the one to insist he serve Hogwarts over Durmstrang so he'd be closer to home, had sent him nowadays, missive and handle his whole beginning year… And then it had all changed when he was twelve and Lucius had forced him to take a bandstand, had begun bringing him to the Death eater meetings. Though she strongly believed in the suit and supported her husband throughout, Narcissa had never taken the steps to turn a Death feeder herself. Knowing her, Draco could see why. She hated taking order, being forced to do things she didn't want. And she certainly hadn't wanted her son out risking his biography and freedom the way her husband did. He began to enquire if theatrical role of her wasn't happy he had been so critically injured, it meant he couldn't be with Lucius and had to remain under her watchful eye- not that she'd ever been all that connected with him. He had sometimes felt more like a petty puppy to Narcissa, something she could fawn over but often found annoying due to his unremitting need for beloved and attention.

Helping him into his bed, Bowie made certain to prop up him up the way the healers had specified. `` Thanks. '' He whispered, not wanting to get the man in trouble.

'' For you, it is a pleasance Master Draco. Remember, you're the only one worth a damn out of any of them. '' Bowie whispered back before quickly leaving, knowing Narcissa would oppugn if he lingered. After all, the man wasn't only a servant, he was a squib and was supposed to be intolerable. But of everyone in the theatre, his parents included, Jim Bowie had always been kind to Draco, as if he felt sorry for the boy animation in the hall while he himself lived practically as a slave to the crime syndicate. Now he wondered if Jim Bowie hadn't been right all along.

'' Draco, my love. Some of you Friend are here to see you. '' Narcissa said, walking in with a tray wax of tea, soup, and cracker bonbon. She walked over and put a cool manus to his burning frontal bone. `` You're too warm. need this before you eat. '' She handed him a potion meant to even out his fever.

'' Who's here ? ``

'' What ? '' She asked. The fact that she was genuinely confused made him question how many potions she'd taken that day.

'' You said there was someone here to see me ? '' He prompted with more patience than he'd expected.

'' Oh yes ! Two of them, the Parkinson and Bullstrode girlfriend. Shall I send them up ? ``

'' No ! '' He answered loudly, hurting his already sore throat. Those two were some of the last multitude he wanted to see. Or, actually, he didn't want them to see him- not like this. His ally at school could never be allowed to see him so weak, he didn't want them to get any ideas. He liked being in charge, of having people so unwilling to think for themselves that they hung on his every word. If they saw him as weak, he'd lose controller for sure. That's one thing about followers… they tend to sense where the mightiness is.

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Fred flung the natural covering back and sat up, knowing sopor would be impossible. It was the dark before Christmas, and in the morning he would put on a felicitous face and celebrate with the others. But now was his fourth dimension to himself, the time to be honest and truthfully, he never wanted Christmas to come. He found it insulting that the mankind could just continue on without George IV and that he was just supposed to go along with it.

Moving to his worktable, he opened the book and began working on the Rictheous potion again, determined to get it right. But this was just one more thing he now had to do alone, without his brother, and his confidence in himself had waned considerably since Knockturn bowling alley. He wanted to cry, but wouldn't allow himself the luxuriousness. He'd shed his snag already, what good would it do to continue going around randomly crying like his female parent. They all had expected him to give, he knew they did, hell he thought it would encounter too. But his anger saved him. He wanted to kill Percy, to wrap his hands around his throat and throttle the dork, demand to know why he'd done this. He would get the fortune, he would make surely of it. He just hoped he'd let the drive to come after through. Harry Hotspur was his blood brother too, after all, whether they'd gotten along growing up or not. okey, so he wouldn't kill him, unless forced too. He couldn't let himself forget why Saint George had lost his life. It was because Percy had been weak and tidal bore to please ; and to resist their Church Father, he had joined the other side of meat. Harry Hotspur no longer cared about them, he had to commend that. He shrugged to himself. It should be easy considering his older brother had never really shown an interest in any of them over the years.

Peering into the caldron, he was disappointed. A white-livered, sludgy nitty-gritty stared back at him, releasing a foul odor every metre it bubbled. He gave up, knowing he needed assistance. Hermione was the best bet of course, if he wanted to get this done. He wasn't quite sure where he was going amiss, but the walking school text that was Hermione Granger should be able-bodied to fix it in no time. He'd ask her as soon as they got back to school, not wanting to ruin the vacation for the others just because he was in too much pain to want to celebrate. After all, Luna and Harry had been right about the palm brightening up the place. Molly and Arthur had noticed right away and it had unexpectedly lifted their climate, as if they'd needed a admonisher that they were supposed to be felicitous correctly now.

He knew it would be a long time before any of them would actually be happy, and he worried that he might never get there at all. But as he sat back on the crapper, he realized that though his family would probably one day be capable to move on, they would never be unharmed again. And not just because George was dead or even because Percy was the one to down him ; they would never be completely because they had been betrayed so thoroughly by one of their own that he joined the opposition and take loyalty to Voldemort over loyalty to them. Fred couldn't wait for June, for Harry to get the ring. He never doubted it would find and if he had to be Harry's fantasm for the next few months to assure the kid stayed alive long enough to get the anchor ring, then he would. Not that I'd full point defending Harry after that, he thought to himself as he shook his head to clear it. He couldn't let his hope and anxiety take over his reason, he felt bad enough as it was.

A few days ago he had felt better for a bit, more like himself, but he'd never expected Hermione to be the one to brighten his spirits. She'd been the first one in more than two calendar week who hadn't mentioned Saint George or asked how he was feeling and it had felt good to throw a no-pressure conversation about anything else. Of course, Padma had to come along and ruin it with her headache. Though grateful that she wanted to be there for him, she just hadn't known the case of solace he'd needed- total denial of the situation… at to the lowest degree for now. Hermione had known that's what he was looking for, of course she knew most everything so it wasn't surprising.

With a cloggy sigh, he made his way back to bed knowing that sunrise was only a dyad of hours away. Staring at the ceiling, he wondered how tenacious it would be until he felt normal, if he'd ever get there. There was nothing he could do, he couldn't alteration the past- though the thought had crossed his mind. He'd even begged his father for a time Turner but Arthur had stood firm regardless how very much he may consume wanted to do the same. He had claimed that if they went back and changed things, it could turn out even tough, and rarely did it ever turn out better. Though Fred still didn't understand why they couldn't at to the lowest degree have tried, he had let the topic drop-off after seeing how much it was distressing his Father. Closing his center now, he tried to picture his living as it would be from then on, wandering aimlessly and alone. Maybe it wouldn't be so bad, so long as he never strayed very far from Harry, Hermione, and the ring.

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His pipe dream had been pleasant and then suddenly had turned sinister with the world shaking beneath his feet as he started to settle down into vanity. I'm dreaming. Harry reminded himself and opened his eyes realizing he was being so rudely awoken by mortal jump on his bed. He groaned and kicked his leg out, knocking whoever it was to the ground. Rolling over, he found Ron grinning at him from the floor. `` Merry Christmas better half ! '' he said getting up and gesturing to the bundle of presents at the base of his bed. As Harry sat up, Hermione came staggering into the room through the bookcase, looking aggravated.

'' He ran through my elbow room yelling at the top of his lungs and then burst through here. '' She grumbled unhappily. Harry smiled and went over to snog her.

'' Hey Ron, Why don't you get the others to bring their thing up here and we'll all receptive them together. '' Harry suggested. Ron ran to do just that leaving Harry metre to move over Hermione the gift he had purchased for her.

'' Hermione, you grew up in the muggle world, do you know what a promise doughnut is ? ``

'' Of course I do. A guy gives it to a girlfriend as a symbolic promise that they'll be together forever. It's like an engaged to be engaged type of ring. ``

'' I didn't ask for a history moral. '' Harry teased. He handed her a box and watched her as she opened it. Her middle sparkled with tears as she gazed at the ruby and silver gray pack inside.

'' Oh, Harry. ``

'' promise ? '' He asked, taking the ring out of the box and placing it on her left ring finger.

'' To be with you and love you forever ? Of course I can promise that. '' She kissed him lightly and then pulled away to look at her present. `` And the ruby is a nice bonus. '' She laughed.

Finally they were all situated in Hermione's room, piles of present tense everywhere with Ron eager to start ripping into his own. Harry watched the others for awhile, waiting to see if they all liked the gifts he had gotten them. Ron nearly screamed when he opened his natural endowment, a lightning bug 3000 broomstick. `` Way too expensive married person ! '' He cried out, though he gripped it tightly with no theme of giving it back.

Harry had bought Luna a journal, limit in willow tree bark. On the interior he had written, `` So you have soul to tell everything to. '' She smiled at him, her eyes a sparkling sea of blue air as she mouthed, `` Thank you. '' For Ginny he'd gotten a statue of Pegasus and she squealed in joy as it unexpectedly took flight of stairs around the elbow room and landed on her shoulder, rubbing it's pinko lechatelierite nozzle against her cheek.

Fred laughed as he opened Harry's giving. It was a exemplar of the similitude's shop class, complete with moving customers and a little Fred and George walking around eagerly trying to get to a sales agreement. `` Where did you get this ? '' He asked when he stopped laughing and began to charge up.

'' That's actually from me and Hermione. '' He told him. `` I had it made special order and she figured out how to captivate the mass. ``

'' Thanks cat. I really like it. '' Fred answered quietly.

Later that Nox, they were in the parlor playing with their new things with the inflammation of unseasoned child. Harry was making the two knight statues Ron had given him engage in a battle, amused when one of them jumped on Ginny's pegasus and attempted to fly but was thrown off. Hermione was sitting in the street corner with the early little girl, showing off her ring as they played a visiting card game. He noticed Luna looking over at Ron while they talked and smiled a bit over what he had started. But Ron wasn't paying tending to anyone ; he was too busy cleaning his new broom. Fred and Lupin were in awe of the miniature shop, watching the citizenry come and go, buying things as the tiny Fred and George II tried to pull out frivolity on anyone who came in.

'' Where do the the great unwashed who leave go to ? '' lupin asked.

'' I don't know. '' Fred answered. `` But eventually they come back in to shop some more. '' He pointed to a woman who had just left a little while ago, walking back in the depot and looking suspiciously at the tray of candy tiny Fred was offering her.

After awhile, Mrs. Weasley called dinner and the teenager ran hungrily to the kitchen. The mesa had grown to twice it's normal size to accommodate everyone who had been invited. Harry sat at the head of the table, for once feeling like the real master of the house, watching all the guests arrive. Hermione was to his left, her parents next to her exchanging looks as she showed them the hoop he had given her. He knew what they were thinking, that he was too severe and just no well for her. Luna, who was to his right was glaring at them and he knew she could see what they were thinking as well. Ron was side by side to Luna bragging about his firefly to throwaway and Charlie, who were across from him. Finally Fred elbowed him to earn him shut out up. Ginny was on the other position of Fred, feeding her pegasus some lettuce.

'' I've decided to bring up her rosiness because she's made of rose lechatelierite. '' She told everyone. Tonks changed her pilus to bubble gum garden pink in honor of rosiness, startling the granger. Lupin kissed her deal before returning to his conversation with Mad-eye Moody across from him. Mr. Weasley was at the former end of the tabular array, engaged in quiet down conversation with Kingsley. Harry stared at the two void chairs on the former side of Arthur. One was molly's, but he knew who the other one was for as well.

Just as he was thinking it, Dumbledore appeared in the doorway, nodded his salutation to the table and took his seat between Mad-eye and Mrs Weasley. Harry could find his anger edifice and didn't understand why. He knew he would have to talk to his master Oklahoman or later to discuss his new powers and deliver his sanity, but all those feelings of mistrust were rising again.

As mollie finished putting all the intellectual nourishment on the table and took her seat, Dumbledore stood up. `` I have an announcement to make. '' He addressed the table.

Everyone's attention was on him, but the capital wizard was only focusing on lupine and Tonks. `` I have been asked, on behalf of Remus and Nymphadora to announce that on June 12 they will be joined in the blissful attachment of a hotshot Marriage. '' He paused as everyone took in the information. Almost instantly, sunniness arose and Mrs Weasley was in tears. Harry smiled down at his champion, glad that Lupin was bringing a little happiness to them all in the midst of this seemingly unceasing tragedy playing out before them.

lupine stood and nodded shyly to the crowd. `` We would be honored if you would all attend the wedding. We would like to keep it belittled, just family. '' Everyone responded with favourable reception. Dumbledore and Lupin took their seats and the group began their Christmastide feast, much happier than when they had sat down.




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Chapter 31 : Back to Hogwarts

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Ginny woke the daybreak after Christmas Day feeling wonderful. And then her retention came crashing back down on her and she squeezed her eyes shut, willing herself to go back to sleep. Everything was going wrong in the waking creation, goose egg was as it should be and she wanted no division of it. More than anything, she dreaded that each morning she woke brought her one day finisher to returning to schoolhouse. Although at the here and now she couldn't decide which was worse, being at Grimmauld place with her family where it was harder to hide or at Hogwarts where she was more in all probability to do something reckless without having as much supervision.

As she heard the sound of the others rising and running around the house she knew she had no pick now. If she didn't make an appearance soon, her mother would be knocking at her threshold to see what was incorrectly. Since somewhat snapping out of her bass depressive disorder over George, molly had been overbearingly observant of all of the other kidskin in the menage, including Luna when she was here. Not wanting to draw her mother's nervous attention, Ginny threw back the covers and with a sound sigh went to bring together the others, plastering a happy smile on her face as she walked out the door.

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Fred paced his way feeling desperate. Working on the Rictheous potion had been the thing that kept him from thinking, from feeling. Now waiting to see if his up-to-the-minute mass turned out okay, he knew he was at an deadlock. He needed Hermione's help or he wouldn't get this potion made at all. But ever since Harry gave her that promise ring a few years before at Yuletide, she'd been glued to his side and for some reason, he was reluctant to let Harry roll in the hay he needed help. The kid was so dying to make matter right for everyone but Fred didn't want him to even waste his fourth dimension. For him, affair could never be made proper, and even Mykele's ring couldn't fix it all.

So he threw out the sludge in his cauldron and went to join the relaxation of the house so no one would think him up in his room sulking. He would hold back for his luck to ask Hermione to assist him, sometime when it could be worked into casual conversation so that he wouldn't stand out with his request. It was all about hiding now, hiding his overwhelming despair, his anger, and his desire for revenge.

( BREAK )

With a workweek left until he was supposed to reelect to school, Draco still hadn't heard anything from his Father. He hadn't received so much as a Christmas card from Lucius and at this point, he wasn't so sure he even wanted to see the man again. He'd run out of excuses about why his Church Father never came to check on him and hadn't believed the ones he had come up with anyway, so it's not like he was too surprised or disappointed. But still, that small shaver within him that so desperately wanted to be loved and accepted by his father felt like he was once more punched in the gut, ineffective to breathe from the crushing system of weights of sadness. Though it was a touch he was used to, it didn't make it any easier to take. At some point he had to grow up, to make up one's mind to claim a viewpoint and let people cognise he wouldn't let them make him feel this way anymore.

Well, now was that time. He wasn't sure how he was going to do it, but he knew he had to find a way to disentangle himself. Part of him knew that the sole way would be to desert to the other face as they were the only ones able to hide him effectively from his don and Voldemort, but at the same time he was disgusted by the idea of becoming a traitor. But he knew that if he ran away on his own, it would only be a matter of time before he was found… he knew matter damaging to many and the dark Lord wouldn't take the fortune of him running free-reined. And once he was brought back, he would most certainly be severely punished for his disobedience and disloyalty ; he'd seen others tortured for less than what he was planning. But could he really turn to Dumbledore and Potter ? After dealing with Lucius and Voldemort for so long, he knew what life was like when you make a deal with the the Tempter. So what would happen if one made a pact with a savior ? He wasn't sure he really wanted to find out.

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The Nox before they were to bring back to Hogwarts came more quickly than Harry realized. He decided now was as good a prison term as any other to confront Dumbledore with all of his query. The old thaumaturge had been staying in potter Manor for a week and a half, and Harry had the sneaking suspicion that it was because he was waiting for Harry to come talk to him. Enough metre had passed that he felt he was doing things on his terms, that he was now going to babble out because he wanted to and not for any other reason. He hated that he had the motivation to have this power struggle with his former mentor, but he was tired of relinquishing any control over his life. He was nearly an grownup and he knew he needed to originate acting like one in rules of order to get any regard. But a infantile rebelliousness seemed to engage over him whenever Dumbledore was around.

'' Headmaster ? '' Harry asked with a commanding note as he poked his head into the parlor.

'' Ah, Harry. Have you finally decided to talk to me again ? '' He lowered his psyche and looked at him over the top of his half-moon spectacles.

Instantly Harry felt a billow of guilt, anger and distress ; but instead of retreating to the safety of his own room as he suddenly longed to do, he strode confidently into the living-room and took the chairman opposite from where Dumbledore was sitting. He silently reminded himself that he was the maestro of this house and would not be intimidated. Besides, he needed information. Desperately.
'' I was wondering if you had finally decided to be honest with me. '' He answered. The older wizard simply nodded his head, urging Harry to retain. `` These things that are happening to me, these new tycoon, you know about them don't you ? ``

'' Of line I do, Harry. They were created by the very initiative of our variety and so they are the most ancient and sodding of powers bestowed among the desirable hag, wizard, even muggle. Today they have more common name calling, thought transference, telekinesis, as I'm sure as shooting Hermione was able to inform you. But you are perhaps wondering why I wasn't the one to tell you. '' Harry nodded, not wanting to interrupt with words. `` I wanted to be sure of something else. You see, you seem to possess several of these powers and very few in history can arrogate the same. Even I am confine. ``

'' But why me ? Why do I suddenly have them ? ``

'' Harry, my dear boy, you've always had them. They are of row passed down through your mother's slope of the category. You are just now coming into them, perhaps because of the rapidly approaching risk. ``

'' My mother was from a muggle family. think me it was something my aunt prided herself on. '' Harry replied.

Dumbledore smiled and shook his head. `` That's what I thought, which is another rationality I held off on speaking to you about this. As it turns out, your granny was actually a crone as were her parents before her and so on all the way through your ancestry. It was a hidden she kept for reasons known only to her, perhaps she did it for the love of the man she married who was a muggle. One can never truly know the motives of another even with the ability to read minds. Nevertheless, only a thorough perusal through the archives finally divulged the truth. I doubt even your mother knew and so I can honestly say I have nothing Thomas More to pass on the subject field. ``

Harry thought a moment and decided he believed him. It was definitely something he would consume to wait into later when the opportunity presented itself. `` You said they belonged to the maiden of our sort. Who were they ? ``

'' They were the first off coven, a radical of dozen who found each other during roiling times in the antediluvian world. They leapt speech and ethnic boundaries and banded together to get the better of the very first pure iniquity, known by many religions as the devil, but better known in our world as Marquees. He ruled with hate and mistrust, care and hanky panky. The 12 took everything that was good in themselves and turned it into vigour, forming their sinful office to impart down Marquees. powerfulness that you now seem to possess, which indicates to me that you are the lead descendent of one of the coven. ''

Harry couldn't helper but feel astounded and overmaster. It was too much for him to consider in after so much had happened. He looked at the great wizard sitting before him and knew that something was being left out. Dumbledore sigh and shook his head. `` Go ahead, Harry. Ask. ``

'' Does any of this have to do with Mykele, or the ring ? ``

'' Mykele as you found out in your investigation, which I know you are still conducting against my wish, was a fumbling man but a powerful wizard. He too was a train descendant and had some of these ability. When he forged the ring, he focused those abilities into it, making it even more powerful than anyone knows. He never told the ministry that he had done this and it is a legend that was passed on by word of mouth. Harry, that ring is life-threatening to possess, many would kill for it, including Voldemort himself if he knew the wax electrical capacity of it. I will not urinate you promise to empty your search as I know that you can not, but I would like you to forebode me that you will be careful. ``

They sat in secrecy for a time. At finale Dumbledore took his leave, announcing he must make his return to the school. After walking him to the room access, Harry went to his elbow room and found all the former stripling waiting for him.

'' Well, how'd it go ? '' Hermione asked.

'' Boy do I have a lot to evidence you bozo. ''

( BREAK )

Luna waited impatiently on political platform 9 ¾ for the occupants of Grimmauld Place to show up. Her father had dropped her off nearly half an hour earlier and though she knew her friends were off to a late start, they were really cutting it close this metre. At net she saw Ginny and Ron tumble through the barrier and rushed over to join them. She was eager to parcel in the hearty word of farewell Mrs. Weasley liked to bestow on every small fry she could reach- she enjoyed the warm, loving energy the woman exuded, even if it did make her misfire her own mother.

As soon as they were left alone to plug-in the string, Harry and the others quickly pulled her aside and filled her in on the enlightening conversation he'd had with Dumbledore. `` So what does it all mean ? '' He asked her.

She looked at him sharply, knowing he was hoping she'd had some sort of vision. Of grade she had, but it was nothing she wanted to discourse with everyone else present. She treated the question as if it had been meant for the unanimous group. `` I guess that's for us to estimate out. ``

'' O.K., but how ? '' Ginny asked, leading the group into boarding the train before they were all left behind.

'' We 'll, go to the library as soon as it reopens and front everything up. '' Hermione said as they settled into their string compartment, but Ron interrupted, a flavor of worry on his face.

'' What about this visitation affair ? We still have to concern about that. And the fact that we still can't talking about… '' he gestured wildly, as he was unable to polish off his intellection. Luna felt bad that she couldn't just simply narrate what Cho had said to him and the early son to ease their troubled minds. But she had to stick strong, Cho's secrets would be revealed in time. She took his hand in funding while feeling like the sorry girlfriend in the world.

( breakage )

'' So what about the potion ? '' Harry asked as he turned to Fred, knowing he'd been working on it for days.

'' I've just about got it. '' Fred replied reassuringly before casually turning to Hermione. `` I think I need your service to get it just right though. ``

'' Okay, as soon as we get there. '' She agreed before she and Ron headed off to the prefect meeting.

They returned quickly and the chemical group rode on in comfortable quiet, everyone lost in their own idea. His were directed around Draco Malfoy who he knew had recovered to the point of being allowed to return to schoolhouse. Harry wondered what would materialise when Ginny had to face him, if he knew that she was the one who stabbed him. Glancing at her, he saw her face was emotionless, but he could tell from the rapidness of her film over persuasion that she was having trouble.

Whether from awe or disgrace, Malfoy didn't come to cause any job, but Harry could almost feel his presence on the train…. except… something was different. Deciding to test himself and his newfound power, Harry sent his thoughts out to regain Dragon Malfoy's judgment. He telepathically searched each car, eavesdropping on the inane thought of his schoolmates. Finally he settled on Malfoy and began listening. What he heard made him suddenly very unsure about a lot of matter and he gasped outloud at the sudden strength of the emotions he was receiving from his enemy.




A/N : Will the potion piece of work ? Find out in the next installment. See you then !

Chapter 32 : disbelief

note : I tried to get this one out faster, but alas, I have a life-time and it takes up a lot of my prison term. Plus, I'm not so commodity at the meter management, get organized stuff. Anyway, enjoy !


　

Harry shook his head to clear it of Malfoy's opinion and flavour. `` What's legal injury ? '' Hermione asked. The others all turned to look at him.

'' I just went through his judgment and he's actually sorry. '' He said, his disbelief startling him into honesty.

'' Who ? '' Ginny asked.

'' Malfoy. '' He answered, knowing that ‘ sorry'didn't even get down to get over the intellection and emotions surging through his enemy's mind. He explained the best he could what he had seen to the others ; Malfoy was no-good, he knew how bad he had been and was looking to build reparation. To realise affair right against those he had wronged.

'' Fat chance of that happening. '' Ron sneered. `` Why should anyone forgive him, he has blood line on his custody ? ``

'' So will I. '' Harry said quietly.

'' Oh, Harry, it's not the Sami. '' Ginny cooed, patting his shoulder. `` You have to kill, you have no choice… it's to spare us all. ``

'' Please, Ginny. Put some more press on him. '' Hermione snapped.

'' Malfoy didn't have a choice either. '' Harry declared, ignoring everyone. He wasn't sure he could excuse. He also wasn't sure why he cared. `` His father- ''

'' Harry ! You're saying it's okay that he's responsible for Neville's last ? That it's okay that he was theatrical role of the group to kill George ? '' Fred shouted, getting angry.

'' Of course not ! '' Harry yelled back. `` But in a way, we're all partly responsible aren't we ? ``

'' Harry- ''

'' No Hermione. There's no way around it. If we had been quicker, Neville would be alert. If we hadn't gone to Knockturn skittle alley to get ingredients that day, George II would still be alive. ``

Hermione shuddered. `` You don't know that for indisputable. They were waiting, watching us. ``

'' Watching you. '' Fred added glumly. `` Why are you defending Malfoy anyway ? ``

'' Because I saw what he was really experience and thinking. He was vulnerable. And there's something in finical, about Neville's dying that I just can't quite see. But it's of import I know it is. And it's more than that he's sorry, there's something he's covering up about that day. '' He noticed Luna look away and knew that she also was keeping something closed book. He was certain that she knew whatever it was that Draco knew.

'' So go ask him. overreach it out of him if necessity. I still don't see why we should handle if he's sorry. '' Ron said angrily.

'' Look I know there's a lot he has to respond for, but there's something I can't describe underneath it. It's like he wants to switch or something. His father- ''

But again Harry was cut off before he could try to explain. `` So because his dad is a jerk he should be forgiven for his piece in all of this ? '' Ginny sneered. Harry felt for her, after all she had stabbed the guy in the backbone and left him to leech out ; the last matter she would want is to be given another grounds to feel bad about it, like him not actually being involved in Neville's death.

'' I'm not saying that….he could accept been stronger…he could possess said no…but the thing is, none of you know what it's like to grow up in a family where you have no choices. No shoes to gather strength from. No one to confide in. '' Harry couldn't believe he was standing up for Malfoy, but he suddenly felt connected. Maybe some piece of him was still in Draco's head.

'' You turned out pretty okay. '' Ron pointed out.

'' That's debatable- but he's weak, eager to please, and terrified of being alone. As long as he did what his father wanted, he had his attention. It's not right, but then, from what I saw, he's not right in the pass at the introduce moment. ``

'' Let's just see what happens. '' Hermione suggested. `` There's no use getting into a fight now. ''

( rift )

Luna rushed off as soon as they arrived at the palace, wanting to avoid Harry for as long as possible. She didn't want to chance him getting her alone to ask those doubtfulness she couldn't really answer. Why hadn't she just told everyone what she knew, what she'd seen days before the stand blew up ? Of course she could say that she had to let things take their course, that people needed to come into the knowledge in their own time and let them concur or disagree as they chose ; after all it was the truth. But she knew the bigger, more shameful reason and it was something she could never take on to anyone. She hoped against hope that Harry hadn't noticed anything off about her when he'd been talking about Malfoy and the extent of his involvement in Neville's expiry. A swift aspect through his judgement told her that hadn't been the case and that he intended to talk to her. She couldn't let that happen, she didn't want to spill about it.

Just a distich of solar day and if her vision had been decline, she wouldn't have to vex any longer. Malfoy himself would move over Harry all the information he needed. As she walked through the Ravenclaw coarse room, she saw Cho and Marietta rustle in the corner as they watched her. She shivered to herself as she continued up to her dorm. A couple Sir Thomas More daytime and she wouldn't have to worry about Cho either. She could only desire that if the other girl did have anything planned, she'd get a warning in plenty prison term. Some part of her mind was screaming that something was being plotted. Unfortunately, until a decision was made and made firmly, there was no way her fear could be confirmed with a vision. She lay on her bed and stared at the ceiling ignoring the other daughter as they entered. They all thought her weird and languorous, so she knew they would think goose egg of her staring off into space and wouldn't make an endeavour to speak to her anyway. A fiddling part of her began to feel that the aged she got, the more it hurt to hump what citizenry thought of her. Turning on her side of meat she closed her middle and imagined she was out in the jungle, chasing some unimaginable creature with her founder as they tried to shoot it for the cartridge holder. Letting the mental imagery takings over her mind, she slipped off into a blissful nap.

( breakout )

As soon as they reached the mutual room, Fred pulled Hermione aside. `` Come on, St. George and I had a great set up going in the Room of Requirement. We can work there. ``

'' Okay. '' She readily agreed, following him without question.

He had gotten the Marauders'Map back from Harry on the power train, and he used it now to get them quickly and discreetly to the compensate door. He asked it to accommodate his lab and opened the threshold, marching heterosexual person to the burners to get them going.

'' Wow. '' She took her prison term walking around and inspecting affair as he set up. He smiled at the child-like admiration with which she studied the equipment, ingredients and spell books. He often poked fun at Hermione for her erotic love of learning but seeing her in the midst of it made him need to sneak in and observe her in one of her category, just to see what she was like in action.

Shaking his promontory to focus on the project at hand but maintaining his smile, he finished getting everything set up. `` Alright, you ready to go egghead ? ``

She made a face at him before smiling widely. `` I guess. Let's give this a shot. '' She said with a sparkle in her eye.

( good luck )

Harry followed the other sixth twelvemonth boys into his dorm and instantly lost that sense of happiness that had come over him when he had set foot on Hogwarts undercoat. Neville's bed and vanity had been taken away during the disruption, leaving a great gap in the elbow room. Now, four lonely beds remained and as Harry sighed, he couldn't help but marvel how many more beds would disappear before they graduated.

Making the excuse that he was tired, he stayed behind when the others decided to go delight the unusually nice weather. Laying down in the enormous bed, he thought about everything that he'd learned in the past two years. He knew that somehow, it was all connected. Somehow, it would all derive back to Voldemort, but he just couldn't piece it together. He needed Hermione ; she was the thinker, the puzzle solver.

Instead of going to find oneself her, he focused on what he had seen in Malfoy. He closed his heart and forced his idea to repeat everything he had witnessed, to try and give more horse sense of it, to get a picture of where his foeman's opinion were. Colors flashed by, blurred and unfocused. Malfoy was confused. Darkness bit at the edges of those coloring material. Malfoy was scared. sight of Neville, George, Canicula and even Harry were jumbled in with the coloring and darkness. Malfoy was drear. Beneath it all, yet somehow intertwine with everything, Lucius Malfoy's vocalization was echoing in unheard words. Draco was alone.

His sentiment suddenly became his own again and a picture that he had seen of Mykele stood out in his head. The ring, the secret powers it held….did Draco somehow know ? More importantly, did Voldemort know ? Why else would Mykele pop into his mind just then ? Through everything that happened this year, Harry had learned to trust his instincts, and right now, they were screaming at him.

Harry sat up and pulled out a shaft and parchment and began writing.
puzzle
1.Ring
-worst fears
-key
-6/13

2.Coven
-Wandless mightiness ( Also in the ring )
-Defeated Marquees ( ? bet up later ? )
-Ancestors

3.Malfoy
-Confused
-Scared
-Sorry
-Alone
-Where does that put him ? Pity, forgive, enemy
-Does he know the mob's mysterious powers ?
-What else is he hiding about Neville ?

Harry didn't know why he made the leaning, but he did recognise he didn't want anyone to see it who wasn't supposed to. He quietly said a spell and the ink vanished, much like the Marauders Map. He went downstairs and found Hermione in the vernacular room reading.

'' Hi. '' She said a little too brightly. `` I was waiting for you. ``

'' Why didn't you just fall up ? ``

'' I figured you needed some exclusively time. Plus I just got done with Fred and the potion making process. What's that ? ``

'' A puzzler waiting to be solved. I need your service. '' He said the counterspell and the speech reappeared. `` I made a list of everything I know. Its not enough… there's something big here, I know it. ``

'' You want me to research and see what else I can find ? '' She asked glancing over the list.

'' You would be the quickest at it. ``

'' You really think Malfoy knows ? '' She looked at him.

'' That's the voice for me to research. '' He answered, ignoring the dubiety and care that recently always seem to be deliver at the forefront of her thoughts.

( jailbreak )

Ginny waited impatiently for Fred and Hermione to leave before she went in, slamming the door to the Room of Requirement and turning to face the emptiness. Simple throw pillows lined the floor and she flung herself upon them. How could Harry defend Draco Malfoy ? She was being eaten away with the guilt trip of knowing she'd nearly taken the boy's living, and now to suggest that he hadn't even deserved it ? More, to suggest that they owed Malfoy a chance ? She thought she had understood Harry, but his do good mental attitude had gone too far this time.

She wouldn't let herself cry, arguing that this wasn't a position that warranted tears no affair how spoil and distressed she felt. She was determined to be warm and she'd started by pretending rather successfully that she wasn't ready to pluck her fuzz out every moment she was awake. Putting on a happy face at Harry's had been soft than she'd expected, but now that she was back here at schooltime and trapped away with all her mistakes she felt the façade Menachem Begin to dilapidate. She was disgusted with herself ; it was only the get-go day. Squeezing her oculus shut, she willed the bust away refusing to give in. She forced her mind to acquit, to become a space void void so that she wouldn't have to believe or feel. Finally getting herself under ascendence, she took a deep breath and rose, dusting herself off before putting on a smile and walking out to join the others.


( suspension )


At dinner that night, Fred informed them all that George's bed had been taken too. He also announced with an air of determination that he and Hermione may give birth completed the Rictheous Potion. A dependable affair, considering Cho's trial by the Hogwarts high school Student connexion was fast approaching. The boys decided to hire the potion that night, since it took twenty-four hours to go. They'd be quick to run out everything they knew by Sunday, the night before the run. That is… IF the potion worked.




A/N : adjacent chapter : results of the potion, the trial of Cho Yangtze Kiang, an probe of Malfoy and another scrap between Harry and Hermione.
Chapter 33 : Trials and Tribulations

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Ron looked questioningly at the beaker in his bridge player. It was emitting an odour even worse than the polyjuice potion he had taken days ago, a smell he would never, could never leave. `` Are you sure this is compensate ? '' he asked Fred.

'' We followed the command exactly, little pal. So if you don't trust me then it should help oneself that the brainiac did to the highest degree of the work. '' Fred answered, looking just as disgusted.

Hermione took Harry's beaker and gave it a sniff. `` Well, it is a counterpotion, you can't expect it to smell like a pie. '' She said defensively, although she immediately handed back the offensive liquid after gagging a bit.

'' I'm guess that means it won't perceptiveness like a pie either. '' Ron grumbled. He hated Cho Chang Jiang more now than he did before.

'' Well, bottoms up, boys. '' Ginny said, looking almost gleeful.

'' Just hold until you have to toast something this stark. '' he said, glaring. The three boys took a late intimation each and then chugged the potion down. `` Oh god, this is horrible ! '' Ron felt like he could puke or authorize out at any moment.

'' What's it taste like ? '' Luna asked.

'' Rancid….spoiled…there are really no Word. '' Harry belched out, his eyes watering.

'' This better study. '' Ron growled, finally in control of himself.

Once they were all sure the potion was going to outride down, he walked Luna back to the Ravenclaw common room. Her hand was small and nerveless inside his large dank one. Ron didn't know why she made him so nervous all the clock time, but it was like she could get inside his head somehow, and by doing so knew him better than he knew himself. She knew everything he needed, and wanted. She knew when to be around and when to give him outer space. She never questioned him or their relationship. She was the thoroughgoing girl. And that made him nervous. Luna had been overlooked because she was Weird. But he saw her now, and she was one of the most beautiful girl he'd ever known. She was swish and graceful, truehearted and brave, smart and leave to learn. In meat, she was far too good for him, meant for someone greater.

Again, as if reading his thought, she stopped and stood on her toes to reach up and kiss him. `` I love you. '' She said quietly.

They had never said those Good Book to each early. He had been jealous to learn that Harry and Hermione had beaten them to that milestone. But he hadn't felt right saying those dustup. And now here she was, telling him just when he needed to discover it the most. `` I love you too. More than you know. '' She smiled with a speck of entertainment in her eyes before she brought his lips back to hers.

( BREAK )

Harry awoke William Ashley Sunday morning with a churning stomach. He was nervous and dying to find out if the potion would work, but he would have to wait until nine o'clock that night. He didn't know if he'd be able to plow it, the Leslie Townes Hope and uncertainty for a altogether day.

As he went down to breakfast he looked at the faces of his booster and read the Saame thing that they must see in his own, grim determination. Everything was resting on the succeeder of the potion, and if it worked, they would at finish have a genuine victory. Harry glanced at the Ravenclaw mesa and saw Cho talking quietly with some of her quidditch teammate, a bad thing since no one knew she was controlling them to do her will.

He had tried to think it to Luna, but even that somehow wouldn't workplace. All she could get was what she called ‘ the equivalent to static.'Even having her spy on Ron and Fred's minds when they weren't expecting it wasn't working, though he now had a secure hunch she knew exactly what Cho had told them. He looked over at Luna, sitting at her own tabular array all alone.

Cho was also looking over at Luna, smiling in a way that gave Harry an even bigger stomach ache. He motioned to the others to look at Cho and they too took in the slew, waiting. They were all waiting, his acquaintance, his foe, his teachers and he himself. It was now the waiting game… he just hoped that he would get in the first ten-strike.

( break )

'' Have you seen Luna ? '' Harry asked Ron later that day.

'' Not since breakfast. She said she wasn't feeling well and wanted to go lay down. '' He shrugged. `` She said it wasn't anything serious, just a headache. '' He noticed how disappointed Harry was and became mistrustful. `` Why ? What did you need ? ``

'' Nothing. I just wanted to ask her about something. ``

'' Something doesn't phone like cypher. '' He returned. `` What can you mouth to her about that you can't discuss with me ? ``

Harry put his hands up and took a step back, making Ron take in how aggressive he was being. `` I just wanted to ask her a few things about Cho, you know see if she noticed anything strange since they are in the same house and all. I didn't like the way Cho was looking at her this dawning and I'm occupy something may be up. ``

It sounded true, and at the same fourth dimension he knew his friend was holding back, as if there was some former Thomas More clandestine topic. It was the way he had shifted his regard while talking. Ron shook his headspring, feeling laughable. `` I'm worried too. I don't trust anything about Cho Yangtze. ``

'' Well if you see her before I do will you let her recognize I'm looking for her ? ``

'' I'll do you one upright. I'll just ask her myself. '' He answered watching his booster's reaction closely. He thought he detected disappointment.

'' Oh. Okay. Then let me know what she says. ``

'' will do. '' he smiled. Harry returned the grin before heading upstairs to the dorm.

Ron knew he was being silly, but he couldn't help it. Harry had moved so comfortably into his life first claiming his parents'sexual love and then Hermione's. Finally Ron had individual to love him and the live thing he wanted was to lose her to his friend. It was an irrational fear… he knew that. But he couldn't help how he felt.

( BREAK )

To Draco's surprise, Dumbledore had allowed him an hour to rove around outside. Uncertain that this wasn't some sort of trap or deception, he'd asked why he was suddenly being given a coup d'oeil of exemption. Apparently some healer at St. Mungo's had sent in ordering that he receive an hour open air everyday, though no reference of it had been made to him before he left habitation. He knew suddenly that it was something Lucius must have arranged, though he was under no head game that his beginner had been looking out for his health. Lucius had simply used his son's poor health as an apology to get around the solitary confinement he was placed in, so that he could have an chance to meet up with Cho and fall their plans.

He sighed heavily as he bundled himself up and headed outside, knowing the headmaster probably had someway of spying on him. But he wasn't too worry with being caught anymore and so he walked out almost hoping he was leading some spy to his clandestine meeting. The cold air was refreshing though he was finding it difficult to catch his breath. The tongue had just missed his lungs apparently though somehow they'd filled with lineage and had to be drained. He'd been assured that the side effect of breathing problems would go away, but as common, he had his doubts.

About halfway around the lake, he realized he wasn't alone. Pausing and holding very still, he was just barely able to make out the soft compaction of light up footstep in the snow. `` Hurry up will you ? It's freezing ! '' He yelled. He figured it was Cho, but at this point he didn't care who it was, so long as they get whatever they want over with quickly.

But of line it was Cho, coming out from behind some tree diagram and storming towards him angrily. `` Are you insane ? Do you want people to find us here together ? '' She demanded.

'' I'm sure you could find a way to explain it. '' He shrugged.

She crossed her arms and regarded him closely. `` Sometimes I think you were stabbed in the head instead of the back. ``

'' And sometimes I think you're an frightful bitch. Can we get on with this ? What do you want ? '' He asked impatiently, enjoying the impassioned fury that passed through her eyes.

trembling her head, she must let decided to let his contumely walk and get down to business. `` The audience starts Monday and my rootage tell me those changeling somehow discovered a counterpotion to the Bickeross. ``

'' Not such big idiots then, are they ? '' He asked smugly. He had never thought something as footling as a potion would stop thrower and his champion, but he'd let Cho dig her own grave on that one.

'' In any case, '' She angrily continued, `` I have to motivate on to be after B. ``

'' Which you never told me about. ``

'' wellspring, shut up and I'll differentiate you what you need to bonk. '' She snapped. `` I need to find a way to check them from testifying. I don't fear about the stupid quidditch game, but if they say anything about my parents and dying Eaters I could be arrested. This is far more sober than expulsion now. ``

'' You're the one who wanted to play the biz. '' He said meanly. `` I never knew why you thought it was such a right approximation to severalize them all about you. ``

'' Your father told me to ! '' She protested. `` He gave me edict that came straight from master Voldemort. ``

Draco shrugged again. `` You didn't have to go along with it. They aren't here being put on trial, you are. You should induce known it would be a error to say too often. ``

'' mulct find fault me, but you're going to avail me get out of this. ``

'' Oh ? And how's that Cho ? ``

'' Like I said. I need to make sure they don't testify. Ron and Fred are up first, but Ron is the key. Keep him from going up there and then we only have to care about thrower. '' She answered.

'' You have to care about thrower. '' He corrected. `` So ? What exactly is your plan ? ``

( BREAK )

The final hour was almost to a close and the predator were sitting in a circle in the Room of Requirement. Harry, Ron and Fred were excited in spite of themselves eager to get the truth out and present new evidence since they were all to be called on as watcher at the auditory modality. At last with a minute to go, the boys began to grin madly.

'' Don't get your hopes up too high… it may not work you know. '' Hermione told them.

'' Shut up Hermione ! '' Ron yelled. `` We've lived with this clandestine long enough and we drank that horrible potion. I want the loading gone ! ``

'' I'm just saying… ''

'' well, don't. '' Ron said glumly. Now unsure he turned to Harry. `` Do you think it will operate ? ``

Before Harry could answer, Ginny looked up from her watch. `` You can see out for yourself. '' She told her blood brother. `` Time's up. '' The miss gathered close-fitting to the boys waiting to see what would happen.

Harry tried first. `` Cho… she… she told us… '' but he couldn't go on. He curled his fists in frustration. He turned to Fred and he took up the struggle.

'' She told…. she told us she joined the other side. '' He managed to get out. Ron looked at his blood brother in amazement and Harry slapped Fred on the back.

'' That's right. '' Ron got out. `` She and her family are working for V-v-oldemort. ``

'' In fact her parents are dying Eaters. '' Harry concluded with no problem at all. They then proceeded to fill the little girl in on everything that had been said that day in the courtyard. They told about Cho's plans to get close to Harry and then kill him herself and how she said that now her foreign mission had changed. They mentioned that she said she was controlling the Ravenclaw thespian, no one else. The girlfriend listened in awe and terror, the death thing they all needed was another herculean enemy.

'' So, do you think she's in league with Malfoy then ? '' Ginny asked sullenly.

'' I doubt it, she gave the belief that she enjoyed working alone. '' Ron answered taking a swig of pumpkin vine juice.

'' Plus if Harry is right, then the decease Eaters may sustain known that Malfoy wouldn't be able-bodied to handle the imperativeness and they sent strengthener. '' Luna said, looking around at the bookshelves.

'' If…IF Harry is right. '' Hermione said and Harry gave her a sharp feel. `` So far, he's the entirely one who thinks he knows for indisputable that Malfoy is truly out of his element. ``

'' Gee, thanks Hermione. '' Harry said bitterly. `` I to a greater extent than think I know it, okay… I saw it. ``

'' So you say… look Harry, it's just that no one else has your force and we don't see the thing you think you see. ``

'' You know… out of everyone here, I expected you to trust and believe in me the most. '' He said quietly.

Before Hermione could reply, Luna stepped forward. `` Harry's telling the truth, I've seen the same things in Malfoy that he has. I have the exponent to take care into citizenry's minds. I always have and I want no questions on the subject… I just wanted to back Harry up so that you would conceive him… before this, he was the only one who knew about me. ``

This time it was Hermione who cast a shrill tone in Harry's focusing, which didn't go unnoticed. Ginny must have taken in the billet and sensed that Harry and Hermione needed some secrecy, she interrupted. `` Fred, Ron, Luna, I think we in effect get going. We need a goodness night's sleep since you three need to be at the run early tomorrow. ``

'' right, let's go. '' Fred caught her movement and pushed Ron out ahead of them.

Once the others left, Harry and Hermione stared each other down, ira, jealousy and hurt rise. `` So you and Luna are confidant now. '' Hermione asked, an border of betrayal in her tone.

'' We confided in each early, yes. And based on how supportive you've been lately, it looks like I chose the right person to share with. ``

'' What are you talking about ? I support you, I always have… it's just that this time… this time, it seemed like you really did cause to be on your own with this one because you were the only one with these powerfulness. And I didn't like that…you began shielding yourself from me, pulling away. '' She crossed her arms and walked to a nook of the room.

'' I'm sorry I have these powers at all, and I'm sorry I can't share them with you, but there's zero I can do about any of that. Luna --. ''

'' Luna. '' She interrupted with a bit of contempt.

'' Luna, '' he continued, `` is going through some of the same affair I am, only she's dealt with it longer. When you don't know something, Hermione, what do you do ? Look it up in a ledger or from a dependable reservoir, right ? Who else could I spill the beans to ? ``

'' Dumbledore, McGonagall, even me…I would have tried to understand. ``

'' So wait, you said all those things about not believing me, in front of the others, to get back at me for not talking to you ? '' Harry asked, more than a little irritated.

'' Maybe. I don't know anymore, Harry. I don't know why I get so broken, why I get so jealous. I don't know anything. I just constantly feel like I'm going to mislay you to someone or something. ``

'' I thought you understood. There's no one else for me but you. I'm not going to entrust you and I'm annoyed that you keep feeling the need to put me in a location where I have to reassure you of that. It should be implied by now. ``

'' It should be, but after the altogether thing with Ginny… things just aren't the same. It puts dubiety in my head that I just can't milk shake. ``

'' You said you were okay with that. ``

'' I lied ! '' She threw her arms in the air as if it should have been obvious.

'' Hermione, I love you…I just can't strike these plot anymore. Cho played them hold up class. You're a serious person than she is…on many levels. I just can't restrain worrying about you and me and us while all this former pressure level is building around me. I need to sharpen and I need to jazz for sure that you'll be capable to support me and believe in me, just like you once told me you did, at the start of the year, you know after I poured my bosom out to you. ``

'' I believe in you more than anything, and I'll musical accompaniment you even when I'm mad at you. I…I just… '' She turned to him, tears in her centre. Harry could see the mental battle she was putting herself through. Whatever she was going to say, she did not want to say it. Her eyes relayed that she had come to a decision. She sighed and began quietly. `` I know you need to focus right now, you're right. I can't keep distracting you. So…I'll remove myself from the motion picture for a little while. '' She held up a hand to still his protests. `` Just until you figure everything out with Malfoy, Cho and Voldemort. '' She walked to the door. Harry's face darkened and he ran to close up her way.

'' Harry, move away from the threshold. '' She said in a vocalization that wasn't her own. It was detached, distant.

'' No, this is not settled. You can't just take the air away when affair are tough or I would have got done it years ago. You have to fight for what you want, right ? ``

'' Not always. That's just not always the case, Harry. '' She turned her back on him and crossed her arms again to observe him from seeing the tears and the pain in the ass this was costing her. But she also didn't see the rack manifestation, the panic and the mix-up that crossed his heart. He grabbed her arm and spun her around to present him.

'' THEN WHAT THE infernal region AM I DOING ALL THIS FOR ! '' He shouted at her, his temper, his veneration, out of ascendency. `` WHY AM I RISKING EVERYTHING I HAVE FOR citizenry I'LL NEVER MEET ? FOR PEOPLE WHO DON'T eve TRUST WHAT I TELL THEM ? FOR PEOPLE WHO DON'T evening caution IF I LIVE OR DIE ? '' In his fad he shook her. She let her tears fall, but she wasn't outcry because she was frightened or in pain in the ass. She cried for him. He roughly released her, pushing her away at the Lapp clock time. `` Just go then. '' He ordered, sinking to his knees.

Hermione knelt beside him and cradled his head in her implements of war. His went around her waist and he let go….of everything. He was sobbing, letting out all he had been building up inside himself. `` I'm scared, Hermione. '' He said once he had quieted down.

'' I know. '' She whispered.

He pulled back and looked at her. `` I'm scared for you, I'm scared for my friends, I'm scared for all those mass I'll never sports meeting. ``

'' I know. '' She said again, brushing his matted hair from his forehead and wiping his face with her sleeve.

'' I'm scared for myself, too. '' He said quietly, admitting the secret Luna had already discovered. `` I'm scared that I wish I could go back, before I knew about Hogwarts, back with the Dursley's when I had zip to live for. '' He cupped her face in his hands and kissed her softly. `` I don't want to die now, Hermione. I thought I did, because I would have peace at last…no botheration, no fear…but I realized that I wouldn't have you. ``

'' I love you. '' She whispered.

'' Then don't stay away. I need you, you keep me grounded. I refuse to let this hatful take away the one person I care about near. ``

'' I wouldn't have been able to, anyway. I was glad when you stopped me from walking out. You're right…our time may be short and there's no common sense in wasting it. ``

'' okay then. You were right too. I can't do this all alone. Not anymore. ``

( BREAK )

Ron stalked angrily ahead of Luna. He had gone from Brobdingnagian ministration to heartbeat furore. To find out in front of everyone that his girlfriend had been keeping a secret from him, a unavowed she had only shared with his comfortably friend, well it was embarrassing as well as infuriating. And after they had just professed their love life for each other the night before.

'' Ron- '' she started from a few feet behind him.

He turned on her, keeping his voice low because of the hour. But the venom in his words was unmistakable. `` Don't, Luna. I can't believe you would do this, I really thought you were the only when one who really knew me, you had to know how this would take in me feel. Especially now that I know you really can read my brain. ``

'' Of course I knew. '' Her was voice equally low and venomous. `` Harry is your best friend and your majuscule enemy. Your jealousy and competitiveness with him are overwhelming sometimes. Do you think he goes around thinking of elbow room he can best you ? He doesn't, and he isn't even aware of the constant competitor you imagine between yourselves. As for my keeping secrets, it's my right. ``

'' Your right hand ? ! Where's my right field to secrecy ? Oh, that's right, I don't have it because you and Harry can trample through my head anytime you want ! And I may be jealous of Harry, but at least I have a estimable friend ! Who's yours, Luna ? And a better dubiousness, did you even have friends before Ginny noticed you and convey you around us ? ``

'' I was picky about who I wanted in my life ! And apparently, my standards were still too low since, to answer your question, I thought you were my C. H. Best friend ! There 's a lot you don't know about me, for many reason. That doesn't mean value you won't ever know. It just means I'm not fix to secernate you. And I didn't want to tell you about the intellect reading thing because I knew you'd be upset to find out I could see thoughts you assumed were secret. ``

'' So now what ? '' Ron asked. Her words had cut, but he hadn't held back either. Could they impress on from here ?

'' I think we can. '' She answered his cerebration. `` If you can substantiate I don't want Harry over you, and this power is just a part of who I am. ``

Ron stood before her, unsure of what to do. He was afraid to guess about anything. But he weighed in his mind, and he decided if that's all it took to keep this little girl, who just conclusion night he had considered too good for him, then he could do it. Harry had Hermione and they were sickeningly in love, even if they were fighting all the time.

As for her superpower, he would just have to figure out a way to observe her out when he needed to. Hermione had mentioned something about it a spell ago after Harry first showed signs of being able to see their thoughts. `` I'll do anything to make it like it was last night. I'll forget today ever happened. '' He finally answered, with extreme sincerity.

'' O.K. then. I promise not to cavort around in your psyche without telling you. ``

'' okey then. We forget this ever happened. ``

'' Agreed. '' She smiled and threw herself in his arms.

( suspension )

Neither of them wanted to face up anyone else, so they decided to stay where they were for the nighttime, pushing the stroke pillows together to form a bed and settling in together under the blanket they'd found in the corner. Harry fell asleep quickly, as was his drug abuse after an emotional spring, nothing seemed to debilitate him quicker. Hermione was resting her head on his shoulder joint, feeling peaceful and restless all at the same time. No one made her as happy or as sad as Harry did. She'd already experienced so many emotional heights and lows with him, she couldn't fathom what could possibly be in their future. She never thought it would be slowly, but she never imagined it would be this concentrated to be with him. But truth be told, she wouldn't have it back the early way for anything. She loved him and she knew she wanted to be right where she was.

What she couldn't handle was the jealousy constantly swirling in her stomach. She didn't want to be wary of every missy he talked to, but he made it a lot harder when he goes and kisses one of her friends behind her back and then has mystery conversations with her other friend. Of course, they were his admirer too, and he had every right to utter to Luna. She only wished he could sustain confided in her as well. She wouldn't have told Ron if Luna hadn't wanted her to. As for Ginny, she knew that it hadn't been all his fault. The fille had admitted to being the one to kiss him, but the fact that they also both admitted that it hadn't ended right then and there, that the kiss had lasted a few minutes… she didn't know what to constitute of it. She wanted to believe Harry, as she believed his intentions with Luna were completely free. But she just couldn't. She knew the energy that Ginny exuded, one couldn't help but want to be around the girl. ( until lately that is ) And she knew how pretty the lilliputian red head was, how the guy cable all looked at her when she walked by. Ginny had grown up well and at fifteen, she was definitely something to look at.

Hermione was anything but a fool. And she was reluctant to let Harry be the low to wee-wee her one. But beyond anything, she believed he loved her and so she had to put everything else aside and just let herself desire. She could do it, probably…

( BREAK )

Luna stood outside the entry to the Ravenclaw commons room and watched Ron walk down the hallway, feeling relieved that she had been forgiven. They had both gotten a few thing off their chests and she hoped they'd be able to move on quickly. As she turned to open the threshold, she was suddenly assaulted by a holla in her capitulum. She dropped to her stifle as her vision faded out and she was suddenly in a bombastic white room. Images began appearing before her, showing her the danger ahead. Cho's font floated past her, laughing maniacally. Then Moaning Myrtle appeared, looking angered as she dove down into her throne. Luna saw herself next and a very long piece of rope that entwined itself around her feet. And then suddenly it was all black and she was looking up towards a small band of light.

Opening her eyes, she felt dizzy and disoriented. The panic she'd felt during the vision remained with her and suddenly she didn't want to go anywhere near her common room or anywhere else Cho might be. She intended to run after Ron, to ask that he let her check with him. But before she could heighten to her invertebrate foot, someone threw a dismal heavy cover over her head and grabbed her up. She tried to scream, but found that she could barely breathe wrapped in the chummy textile. Desperate, she tried to phone out to Harry and the others with her brain, but as her lungs struggled to find oxygen, her brain struggled to make the connection necessity for her to tap into her talents. Eventually, her mind gave up and she slipped off into unconsciousness as she felt herself placed on the hard frigidness ground and the blanket was finally ripped away from her face.

( BREAK )

Monday dayspring was Gy and somber. Only the few scholarly person who were to be at the trial were waken and in the Great residence hall as they were excused from classes for the day. Harry stared at his breakfast in disgust, his stomach churning in prevision. He, Luna and Ginny weren't to be called on to testify until the afternoon and he didn't know if he'd be able to maintain any resemblance of calm air for that long. Ron also showed his nervousness, pushing his dental plate away without even trying so much as a bite. Harry felt for him, knowing he'd have to face the tribunal with Fred that morning.

Hermione was sitting at the Hufflepuff table where the former prefects and nous Boy and fille were sitting. They were to be the jury and weren't allowed to utter with anyone. Ron, being a witness, was unable to do his prefect responsibility and Seamus was sitting in for him. Luna, who was supposed to be present, was nowhere to be seen. The only occupants of the Ravenclaw board were Cho Changjiang and the rest of her players. She threw Harry a meaningful glance and smirked at him, but when he tried to see what her mind was up to, all he found was an icy Stone wall. Something was incorrectly, and when Padma Patil came running up to the Gryffindor table, Harry's heart clenched in anticipation.

'' Ron ! Ron ! '' Padma called as she ran up to him.

'' What is it ? What happened ? '' Ron asked worriedly.

'' Luna ! She's gone ! She asked me to pee-pee for certain she was up in time this morning, but when I went to check on her she wasn't there. I looked everywhere, but I can't find her ! '' Padma threw herself in Ron's arms sobbing and saying she was sorry. She had shouted the newsworthiness loudly and all 30 student were on their feet, staring in disbelief and horror…all that is, Harry noticed, except for Cho.




A/N : Oh no ! What have I done ? ! Coming up : the search for Luna, trial goes on as scheduled, and Cho gets a surprise of her own when the male child testify.

Chapter 34 : Lost and Found

Note : howdy all. We're getting close to the end of this one my friends. I'd say ten Sir Thomas More chapters at most, maybe not even that since these future 1 will be long and a lot will be happening. This chapter : more military action returns.




The trial was postponed long enough so that a thorough lookup of the castle could be conducted, but Luna just couldn't be found. Ron was beside himself with worry, and cipher the others could say or do could still him, or themselves. All he could do was silently curse Cho under his breath- Hermione had taken his baton so that the temptation to really curse her was removed. None of the Marauders had a individual question as to who was responsible for Luna's disappearance, but they would not let him get in trouble for retaliation. At the consequence he hardly felt grateful for their concern.

It was half an hour before the tryout had been rescheduled to start when a note magically appeared at his feet as he paced the hall. The words seared themselves into his judgement and tone ire coursing in his venous blood vessel, Ron approached Harry, Fred, and Ginny waiting outside the courtroom. `` I can't testify. '' He handed them the solecism of paper.

~Don't worry, she's alive…for now. show against me and I'll never tell you where she is. Show Dumbledore or the professors this note, and she will die.~

Harry angrily crumpled up the paper and threw it down the hall his middle flashing the same fad Ron felt. Upset that Hermione had confiscated his scepter, Ron took Ginny's from her pocket and with a dramatic wave set the discarded billet on fire. It was the only way he could work out some ire. `` What did you do that for ? '' Ginny demanded, possessively reclaiming her verge from her buddy. `` Now we won't be able to use it as evidence later ! ``

'' It doesn't subject. '' He answered dejectedly. `` She'll get to us all one way or another. Fred and I were supposed to evidence this morning time. Without me, who will think Fred's version of the truth ? I mean, come on Fred, you aren't exactly a reliable attestator even with trueness potion. And Harry won't be able to collaborate until this good afternoon and Saint Mark my words, she will find a way to keep him from talking too. ''

'' No, she won't. While you two are at the trial, Ginny and I will look for Luna. '' Harry tried to assure him. But Ron couldn't help how he was feeling. Luna was being used against him, she was in some kind of horrible hassle, possibly even hurt and it was his fault, because she chose to roll in the hay him.

Harry placed a assure mitt on his shoulder and took command of the office as he tended to do. `` Fred, you're up first so buy us enough time to look, then, if we aren't back by your turn Ron, you can decide whether or not to show. '' Ron nodded sadly, unable to say anything. If Luna wasn't there, in front of his very eyes, he wasn't taking the stand.

'' Where are you planning to appear ? They searched the whole rook. '' Ginny asked.

'' We'll see. '' Harry answered as Ron turned to go back in with the others. Though he was a bit upset to not be helping find Luna, he firmly believed his friend could do anything he put his psyche to… he could only trust his faith in Harry wasn't unfounded.

( falling out )

Ginny waited impatiently with Harry until the visitation started, with the drinking of a truth potion by all parties involved with the forenoon proceedings, before slipping out the back. They began their hunting with the Room of requisite. Taking turns, they each paced the hallway first asking for a seat to find Luna, and then for a place to cover her. No lot. They moved on to certain cabinet that Fred and George had once stuck a Slytherin through. He had not been found for week. Again, nil. Together, Harry and Ginny searched the total castle, and came up empty-handed before they each had an idea.

'' I'm an idiot ! '' Harry exclaimed as they ran up to Gryffendor tower. Once in his room, they tore apart his trunk and found the Marauder's map. Unfortunately, a thorough look through it didn't give away Luna's position. `` I don't know what else to do, where to look. There's no way she could deliver smuggled Luna out without someone noticing. ``

'' Well, are you ready to try my melodic theme ? '' Ginny asked.

'' There's no way she could make gotten her down feather there, Ginny. She doesn't know where the incoming is, and besides, it was sealed up after second yr. ``

'' And, it's the lone place that wasn't searched. The Chamber of Secrets is our last hope. ``

They made their way down, and she knew Harry was feeling doubtful, but she was excited. They were returning to the place where he'd first saved her life. Surely something there could trigger some kind of response from him. They could trammel further over the memories. Normally she would throw felt horrible, thinking these thing while her friend was in danger, but she really was sure that they would find Luna there. After all they had searched every former conceivable stead. Why not use this ugly situation to her advantage if she could ?

( BREAK )

Luna woke to amount duskiness. She felt dizzy and lay still for several moments trying to get her charge. She wasn't sure what time it was or how recollective she'd been passed out. She wasn't even certainly what had finally woken her. Listening hard, she was able to discern a grinding sound from somewhere senior high school above her. Then as she'd seen in her visual modality, a small muddle of ashen light appeared. She got to her substructure, feeling very shaky, though she didn't appear to be injured. She felt something dragging on her ankle and reached down to see what it was. Feeling the rough grain she determined it to be rope, but before she could find out where it went she heard voices calling out to her. Relief washed over her and she forgot everything else in her overwhelming desire to deplume from this lonely abysm where she'd been placed.

( open frame )

Per usual, they found Moaning Vinca minor floating above her stall weeping. Ginny checked the sink, trying to bewitch the closed book lever without using parseltounge, which Harry refused to do. Instead, he went to mouth to the depressed ghostly girl.

'' Good first light. '' He said brightly, hoping he wouldn't make her angry.

'' There's zip effective about this dawning. I haven't had a beneficial forenoon in old age. '' She grumbled. `` Are you here to make a bunch of dissonance too ? punter you do it now when I'm not trying to kip than in the middle of the Nox like everyone else. ``

He bit his tongue on asking whether or not ghosts actually slept and focused on the task at hand. `` There were former people here ? '' Harry asked eagerly.

myrtle nodded sullenly. `` They made fun of me too. ``

'' I'm not here to pee-pee fun of you, Myrtle. I was wondering if I could ask you about these people that were here. What were they doing ? ``

'' Digging. Over there where all the bad stuff happened before. I tried to warn them but they were so stand for. And more male child were here ! In the girls bath ! Like you and your red haired supporter weren't enough ! ``

'' Were they here last Nox ? '' Harry asked, his chest nearly bursting with hope.

'' Only two girls. One of them was very rude to me. ``

'' Was one of the girls blonde ? '' he heard the cesspool move behind him as Ginny must have found the lever.

'' Harry ! seed facial expression at this ! '' She called.

'' Oh yes ! '' Vinca minor exclaimed as Harry rushed to Ginny's side. `` Go on and leave now that you've gotten all you wanted out of me ! Ahhh ! '' and with a big flourish she dove into her toilet.

'' That girl has number. '' Ginny mumbled as Harry took in the sight before him. The hole had been reopened, across-the-board enough for one person to fit through. He stepped to the border and called Luna's name.

'' Harry ? '' Her sticking vocalization called back.

He let out the breath he'd been holding. `` It's me, Luna ! Are you all right ? ``

'' Physically… yes I believe so. In former room I am terribly upset. ``

'' This is Ginny. We'll have you out of there in no clip ! '' She called out reassuringly before turning to Harry. `` Should we try to float her out ? ``

He surveyed their choices. `` I think it's our best alternative at this level. ''

'' Together then ... Wingardium leviosa ! '' They pointed their wand downward, hoping to see Luna rising up before them ; secretly he used to a greater extent than his sceptre, he focused and added his ability to move things with his psyche to tone up the spell. After a minute, her racy center were staring up at them from a few pes below and seconds later they pulled her clear of the hole.

'' That was a little too well-heeled for my liking. '' Ginny said looking around.

'' What 's that on your mortise joint ? '' Harry asked Luna.

She looked down and examined the duration of Mexican valium still attached to her as she spoke. `` I do n't know. I thought it was meant to keep on me down there and I tried to warn you guys about it, but you had already said the spell. ``

'' Weird. '' Harry remarked. `` Why would she tie you to a roofy knowing it would n't do any good ? ``

Suddenly, the spigot on all the sinks burbled loudly and dissipate off as strong super acid of water streamed out. Harry pushed the girls to the flooring, throwing himself over them so that they would n't be hit with the flying debris before covering his own head with his arms. Luna pulled herself up and ran to the doorway. She pushed and pulled but to no avail. It did n't budge. piddle was now gushing up from the cakehole made for the bedchamber of Secrets and pooling around their ankles.

'' Why isn't the water going out through the crack at the seat of the door ? '' Ginny yelled over the roar as Harry helped her to her invertebrate foot.

'' I don't know ! '' Luna yelled back. She got down on all storey and stuck her hired man under the doorway. `` There's something blocking it ! '' She said standing and looking around for a potential escape. The urine was rising quickly for such a great bathroom.

'' There must be gallons coming up ! '' Ginny yelled staring him helplessly.

'' wellspring, now I guess we know what the roofy was for. '' Harry shouted as he waded through the suddenly knee high piss. `` When the rope broke it triggered the trap Cho set. '' He made it to the paries and stared up at the windows. `` They're too gamy up ! '' He yelled to the girls.

'' Plus the glass is really heavyset, we wouldn't be capable to break it anyway. '' Ginny said with a hint of frustration. The water pounded against the walls, creating a modest current and they had to campaign to restrain their balance.

'' There's got to be a way out ! '' Luna screamed at no one in particular. Being the poor of the three, she was now waist oceanic abyss and beginning to panic. `` Someone will come looking for us ! ``

'' No, they won't ! '' Ginny yelled back over the crashing waves. `` Everyone assumed Harry and I went looking for you and as we aren't testifying till this afternoon, we won't be missed until tiffin ! ``

'' That's Thomas More than two hours from now ! '' Harry yelped as he lost his balance and plummeted under water. He took in a gulp of stale water as he surfaced and struggled to breathe. This is the lake all over again, he thought to himself as he got his feet under him. Ginny and Luna were slowly making their way over to him, the piss now deep sufficiency for them to drown. There's only one thing I can do, I hope she hears me. He let the wave carry him to the stalls where he jumped up and grabbed the top to help keep himself above water while he concentrated.

Hermione ! Can you discover me ? ! We're in trouble in Moaning Vinca minor's lavatory ! He waited anxiously for her response as the girls joined him, all three now hanging on to the stalls. Not that it would do much good in a very short while. The water rose mellow still, the make-do current growing stronger.

'' Did she hear you ? '' Luna yelled to be heard, even though she was powerful adjacent to him.

'' I don't know… time lag ! ``

Harry ? We're still in the eye of Fred's testimony. He's dragging it on, I assume so that you guys can feel Luna. Hermione answered clearly.

We found her at the keister of the first step to the sleeping room of enigma ! But there was a trap, and now we very well may overwhelm if you don't get off someone after us. Harry said, letting his scare show.

I think Ron heard you. He just jumped up and ran out the door. Hermione informed him, an sharpness of panic in her regaining as well.

NO ! Ron, be careful, the door is blocked and when you unblock it you may be crushed by the weight of the water supply ! Harry tried to monish his friend.

Now Ron's voice filled his head…I'm still on my way… Isn't there a spell or something you can do to thin the water grade ?

My sceptre is somewhere under the water ! Ginny lost hers too and I don't think Luna had hers on her ! Harry struggled to admit on. He was beginning to feel tired.

clench on ! I just got permission to approach the bench… which is Dumbledore. Tell Ron not to do anything stupid. Hermione's part broke in.

Ron ! Hermione has Dumbledore on the way ! Just wait ! Harry didn't have it away how much longer they had. He could now almost touch the ceiling and was fighting desperately against the flow, which was trying to drag him under. He searched for the girls and saw Luna clinging to the chandelier, her hand outstretched, reaching for Ginny who was fighting a engagement of her own with the current. A recede struggle by the looks of it, as she struggled desperately to stay above water. He hadn't realized he'd been so focused on calling for supporter that he'd completely shut out what was happening around him.

Harry wretched himself in her direction, though not a firm bather, or even a fair swimmer, his determination guided him. He was caught off guard by a big waving and crushed against the rampart, his head making wax tangency. He shook it off and started again toward Ginny, with Hermione back in his mind. Harry, Dumbledore has called for a curt recess ! We're on our way ! detention on…

He couldn't answer her ; he was close…so close he could just sweep Ginny's fingertips. And then the current got her and she was dragged under. Harry thought quickly, the outcome of diving in after her would be them both drowning. `` Luna ! You still have that rope ? ! ``

Carefully she reached down and untied it from her ankle. `` Yeah, but it's not long enough ! '' She yelled, holding up the three feet of roofy.

'' Let me see it ! '' He reached out and took it. Worth a shot, he thought to himself and willed the rope to originate with everything he had inside himself, mouthing the incantation he had learned in McGonagall's class to transfigure something to grow. He was truly perplex when it worked.

'' Here ! '' He said giving Luna one end and tying the other around his waist. Luna looped hers around herself and the chandelier. They now had a upright fifty feet of rope. Taking a deep breath, Harry dove in and searched for Ginny. He came back up for air and dove again. On the third gear try he spotted her near the floor, barely struggling anymore. She looked like she was choking. Harry dove deeper. In a few mo, she would be sucked down into the Chamber gob. He grabbed her radiocarpal joint and pulled hard, his chest on ardor and his lungs screaming. He yanked on the rope, so that Luna could help draw them up. In the spinal column of his head, he heard Hermione and Ron talking, but they were too far away. Harry could sense the tug on the rophy, and rose a few column inch higher. They would never form it at this rate. Ginny needed air…and so did he. Once sealed she was away from the hole, he plugged her nose and blew the lowest bit of air he had into her lip before letting her go and clawing his way back up.

Once he surfaced, he realized there was only about two column inch between the top of his fountainhead and the roof. `` Again ! This time pull as hard as you can ! '' He yelled to Luna between gasps for air. Filling his lungs, he dove again, reaching Ginny and pulling her close for exam. Her centre were half-open, but bubbles were still coming out of her mouth. Once more pinching her nuzzle shut, he pressed his backtalk to hers and blew all of the superfluous air he could toss off her pharynx. She struggled for a minute before going lax again. Circling his arm around her waistline, he tugged the rope and swam up as best he could while being reeled in by Luna. At conclusion they surfaced, but there was barely any surface left. Pulling Ginny's head teacher from the water system, he tilted her fount up and urged her to breathe.

There were voices in his head, screaming at him, demanding to know if he was alive. Hermione's was the most prominent among them, but he could no longer find the division of his brain that could answer. Growing out the rope, calling out to them, swimming and diving had all burned him out, not to advert the crack he'd taken to the binding of his foreland which was now throbbing painfully along with his lungs. Luna was desperately trying to untangle herself from the Mexican valium and chandelier while keeping her face above water. She finally managed it and made her way over to Harry, grabbing desperately for his free manus.

'' Is she okay ? '' She asked, her lips grazing the ceiling.

He looked to Ginny who was cradled in his early arm. `` I don't know, but if they don't hurry, none of us will be okay ! ''

'' Did you hear that ? '' She cocked her head teacher a bit toward the door. Then Harry heard it too. Over the pounding, gushing, roaring H2O, someone was banging frantically on the doorway. Suddenly a voice boomed above all other auditory sensation and Harry felt an incredible pressure. It wasn't the water…it was something else entirely and he didn't like it any wagerer. Any arcminute, he felt like he would pop !

'' Ginny, you have to involve a abstruse breath now, we'll be under soon. '' Ginny struggled as unvoiced as she could and Harry and Luna gulped in air as they were at cobbler's last completely submerged. Harry now truly felt as though he would burst into a million musical composition. He saw Ginny pass out in his arms and Luna wasn't doing much better. Harry had now lost count of how many times he had blacked out in the last six years, but he knew it was coming and welcomed the wickedness in blank space of the struggle.




A/N : Okay then…next chapter : Hermione becomes a witness, Ron and Ginny take the stand, Harry converses with Draco and makes a surprise discovery, and Hermione reads something she doesn't like…..in Ginny's journal. It all really starts next chapter…

Chapter 35 : Learning Something New

banker's bill : howdy all, there's going to be a lot covered in this chapter, so hold on to your hats. Please review and let me jazz what you think.



Hermione's affection was pounding in her throat as she, Dumbledore and Professors McGonagall, Snape and Flitwick rounded the corner to find Ron trying desperately to pry a board out from under the privy door. `` What are you doing ? '' She demanded, pulling him out of the way as the adults assessed the situation.

'' Marietta put it there. I saw her run off right before I got here. '' He answered absently as he wrenched his men while studying the onward motion of the adults.

'' Which way did she go ? '' Hermione asked darkly.

Her tone must take startled him into providing his full attention as he turned to look at her suspiciously. `` Why ? ``

'' Everyone stand back ! '' Dumbledore commanded before she could respond. He passionately thundered out some ancient word, waving his wand with a large brandish. Instantly the hollo and pounding they'd heard behind the door disappeared and three thuds resounded from within. `` Oh my ! I hope they weren't suffering, in my scare I forgot to becharm them. ``

Snape shoved the doorway spread out and she rushed past them all, kneeling at Harry's slope. He was breathing weakly, but it was enough to assure her that he was going to live. Looking up, she saw McGonagall kneeling across from her as the others checked on the female child. Realizing Harry was in honorable hands she merely nodded at the Old woman before rushing off. After all, she had to enamor Marietta quickly and find out if she was one more puppet under the curse or acting of her own evil accord.

She rushed to Gryffindor tower and up to the boys'room, ignoring doyen who was infelicitous about her interruption. She dug out the marauder's map and rushing back into the main part of the castle, searched for the placement of her quarry. There she was, making her way from the Ravenclaw usual way back to the Great mansion house. Quickly folding the map as she ran, Hermione shoved it in her pocket and feeling a stitch in her incline, cursed herself for not caring more about athletics.

'' Hey ! Stop ! '' She screamed out breathlessly as soon as the young lady was in her survey. Rather than do as she was told, Marietta ran through the front doorway and out into the courtyard. Gathering her fortitude, she gave chase, pulling her wand out as she followed. `` Stop ! '' she called out one last time. Still the female child ran. Feeling frustrated beyond belief she let the magic spell fly from her sassing before she knew what she was doing. `` Stupefy ! '' She struck her target and the girl went down leaving Hermione destitute to slow her pace and catch her breather. The spell though regretful was effective none the LE. `` I didn't want to do that you know. I just want to talk to you. '' She released the trance but kept her wand up and ready.

'' I have nothing to say. '' Marietta said stubbornly.

'' Then I'll make you lecture. '' She threatened.

Faster than she thought possible, the other girlfriend pulled her own wand from the sleeve of her gown and pointed it directly at Hermione. `` Go ahead and try. ``

Marietta cast quickly, giving her trivial choice but to keep shielding from the attempt and wait for a mo. When the early fille finally relented, Hermione shot a beauty. But apparently, the matter they'd taught the Marietta in DA last year had stuck with her and she seemed gear up, shielding and instantaneously continuing her attack. To Hermione, it felt like hours that she stood there blocking charm after spell that was thrown at her. She'd hoped her opponent would grow tired, but that didn't seem to be the case.

'' Hey ! '' Someone yelled. It was enough of a distraction to finally get the amphetamine hired man. Marietta had glanced to her side to see who was there and Hermione took the chance to finally hit her object, throwing the girl in a binding tour and wishing the unanimous time she'd never released the initiatory charm when she'd initially found her. Of grade, she hadn't expected the girl to be such a challenge.

Ron ran up to her, McGonagall close behind him. `` What the pit happened ? '' He demanded while making trusted she was okay.

Hermione ignored them both, walking over to her fallen foe. `` It's time for result Marietta. ``

'' I agree. '' McGonagall said, releasing Hermione's piece and helping the girl to her feet. `` beginning talking fille Edgecombe. ``

( BREAK )

'' Are they going to be all right ? '' Harry heard Ron ask anxiously.

'' They will be just delicately. '' Dumbledore answered soothingly.

'' Then why harbor't they woken up yet ? '' His friend demanded.

Harry debated whether or not he wanted to unfold his eyes, not wanting to see the hospital ceiling again or Hermione and Ron's worried faces hovering over him. And he certainly didn't want to screw what was wrong with him this time. However when he thought on it, whatever he was lying on was way too well-to-do to be a hospital bed and the only pain he felt was in his script, which was probably the product of Hermione squeezing too hard. But then again, it didn't feel like she was holding his hand, in fact, he couldn't horse sense her there at all. Finally, out of sheer oddment Harry decided to let them know he was awake.

'' What happened ? '' He asked, struggling to sit up, and finding that his head was aching dully. Looking around, he realized they were in Dumbledore's authority. Luna and Ginny were still passed out ; he could just spend a penny out their forms on two couch across the room.

Ron ran over to him as Dumbledore stood up. `` He made all the water go away, another couple of arcsecond and you guys would let drowned ! How're you feeling ? ``

Harry looked down at his bandaged tree branch. `` My deal hurts. ``

'' Unfortunately, it was badly banged up when you hit the level. I believe it broke, but Madame Pomfrey mended it right away. It'll be sore for a day or so. My excuse. '' Dumbledore said quietly.

'' Where's Hermione ? What about the tryout ? What clock time is it ? '' It all came back at once and he struggled to spring up off the couch. Ron pushed him back down.

'' I believe I'll leave Mr. Weasley here to satiate you in, I must see to a few affair. '' And with that, Dumbledore vanished down the stairs.

'' Where's Hermione ? '' Harry asked again, suddenly very aware of her absence, and feeling lonelier for it.

'' A lot happened while you were out, mate. Hermione made sure you were all right in the privy before she took off without telling anyone. After we brought you guys up here, we went to call off the eternal sleep of the test until tomorrow. That's when McGonagall and I found her….dueling in the courtyard with Marietta. ``

'' What ! ? ``

'' You remember Marietta, right ? Cho's friend ? Well, I saw her running from the lav door on my way to get to you guys. I mentioned it to Hermione when she got there and apparently she went to ascertain out what happened. Like I said, when we found them, they were dueling. Don't trouble, she's alright. '' Ron assured him. `` Turns out, Marietta was the one who blocked the door, on Cho's ordination. ``

'' Was she under the impervious curse ? ``

'' Actually, she wasn't. Anyway, since Hermione was the one who got the selective information out of her, she has to become one of the witnesses on the stand, since this was another instance where Cho ordered someone to intentionally induce harm to students. So she's with McGonagall right now writing out her instruction. Believe me, she did not want to lead you, but they told her it was for a good cause. Plus she and Dumbledore have to find her replacement on the jury. ''

Harry had a hundred More questions, but at that moment Luna woke up and Ron hurried to her incline. So he decided to go find Hermione on his own. As quietly as he could, he made his way downstairs and took off towards McGonagall's function. He winced a piddling as he put a helping hand to the back of his head, feeling dried blood from where he had smacked his fountainhead against the wall. Shrugging it off, he continued on his way.

Hermione's voice was ringing through the hallway as Harry approached the door. `` Can I please go now ? Harry's still up there and I want to check on him. '' She pleaded.

'' Yes, I believe that is all Ms. Granger. '' McGonagall answered impatiently.

Harry braced himself as Hermione raced out the door and saw him. `` Are you okay ? '' she asked, looking him over for grievous injury.

'' Never better. '' He answered and swept her into a support hug. `` So are you okay ? Tell me about this duel. ``

( BREAK )

Ginny had never felt so a great deal letdown in her life. She almost hated Hermione, a smell which had been growing since Harry had chosen to be with the girl. Regaining knowingness in Dumbledore's spot, she had expected to see Harry hovering over her after the ordeal they had just been though together. He'd once more than fought to redeem her lifetime and while passed out she had dreamed of the fashion she would indicate her gratitude.

Instead she'd found Ron and Luna. According to her comrade, Hermione had gotten into some sort of fight with Marietta and he supposed that Harry had gone after her. Hermione was always screwing affair up, getting in her way. She tried to move up only to suffer Ron push her back down. `` You aren't going anywhere. ``

'' Why not ? '' she demanded angrily.

'' Because you can't pass right now. '' He answered softly.

Looking down she saw that her pegleg were wrapped tightly in bandages and splints. Suddenly realizing she couldn't flavour anything below her hip joint she began to panic. `` What happened ? ``

'' Apparently you hit the floor first, and Harry and I landed on top on you. '' Luna explained apologetically.

'' Your branch were shattered. Madame Pomfrey already took care of it, but she said you'll have trouble getting around for awhile. She left these for you, you know, once the spirit take. '' Ron said, producing a dyad of crutches.

( BREAK )

Draco stormed down the hallway, more raging than he had watchword for. During the start minutes of his time of day out of his room, he'd heard the tidings buzzing around the school- potter, Lovegood and Ginny Weasley had nearly died in Moaning Vinca minor's laboratory. Of course he knew it was more than a john, it was the ingress to something that had once been a lot worse… before Potter destroyed the creature living there. He hadn't been thrilled with Cho's idea and had actually opted out of helping her kidnap Lovegood. She'd taunted and tormented him for not involving himself, but he'd stood firm- even when she'd threatened to tell Lucius he was being uncooperative. After all he'd made a determination before returning to school that he was going to line up a way out of all this, and helping her set a trap that was potentially meant to defeat thrower and Lovegood would only draw him deeper.

Maybe he should ingest told someone what she was planning, that's what a good guy would have done, but old habits die gruelling and being a rat was nothing to be proud of. He never expected her stupefied programme to solve, figuring thrower would easily see through such a clear sand trap. After all, Cho had decided to use the bedchamber of Secrets for what she thought of as soupy reasons. But when he'd come out of his elbow room today and learned of just how successful she'd nearly been, Draco had been taken aback. When he'd then heard that ceramicist and Lovegood hadn't been the only victim, an instantaneous rage had risen up inside of him and he knew he had to face up Cho. Now he strode with angry purpose down towards the room where she was being kept.

Two prefects stood outside, including Jason Oliver Stone from his own house. Walking confidently up to them, he demanded entrance. `` No one's allowed in there. '' Said the wimpy looking prefect from Ravenclaw. Dragon merely sneered at the boy before sweeping past him. `` Hey ! I'm telling the Headmaster ! '' The kid yelled after him.

'' No you aren't. '' Jason replied in a warning tone. Draco smiled, sword lily he still had some clout within his own house even if he had been kept locked away from them. Perhaps that was the part he was going to neglect well-nigh about this life…

'' What are you doing here ? '' Cho angrily demanded the import she saw him.

'' I heard about how badly you failed. Not only did they live, that changeling Marietta got herself caught by Granger. '' He could palpate himself shaking as he attempted to prevail himself in hitch, measured not to reveal the real reason he was so upset.

'' I'm aware. '' She answered miserably.

'' You're a sinking ship Cho. I'm getting clear before you completely go under. ``

'' Oh yeah ? You really think that's possible ? '' She eyed him carefully. `` wellspring let me remind you that we are on the Saami ship together, Dragon. It'd be in your best interest to ensure I make it through this, because if I do go down, you better believe I'm taking you with me. ``

'' Not if I find my own lifeboat. '' He threatened.

'' What's that supposed to mean ? ``

'' Lucky for you, I'm not sure yet. But I'm determined to forecast it out. I just wanted to let you know, you're on your own. ``

Cho shot him a sinister smiling. `` Like you were my lone ally. ``

'' Here at school I was, I know that for a fact. And right now, here is what counts. '' He returned before walking out the doorway. He had niggling fourth dimension left and hurried back to his room, eagre to get figuring out how to disencumber himself from this nightmare.

( severance )

Luna felt paltry as she and Ron lay together in his room. The other Gryffindor boys had understood and left them to their privateness, but she could tell how upset Ron was and wanted cipher more than to be alone. `` I'm sorry. '' She whispered.

He sat up and turned to take care at her in surprise. `` For what ? ``

Propping herself up on her elbows, she took a mysterious breathing space. `` For all of it, Ron. For not knowing in time what Cho was planning, for being used as not only as a scare tactic but also as lure for a trap. I'm sorry that you feel bad that Harry was the one to retrieve me, and for resenting you for it. Most of all, I'm sorry that you were and still are so scare off for me. ``

'' Come here. '' He said in reply, taking her hand and pulling her into his lap, cradling her in a way that she found extremely comforting. Resting his drumhead on top on hers, he sighed deeply. `` zippo Cho did was your fault and you know it no matter how guilty you feel. And yeah, I wish I had been the one to rescue you… but I'm not no-good Harry beat me to it as long as someone kept you alive. I can't say it doesn't hurt that he got to be your hero, maybe that makes me selfish or petty larceny, but that's how I feel and can't modification it. '' He kissed her headway, holding her closer. `` But I promise you one affair Luna, I won't arrest being scared for you. For you or any of the others, so don't be sorry for it, because I'm not. ``

'' I love you. '' She was touched by his countersign as much as by his honesty.

'' right hand back at you. '' He pulled back and smiled down at her. `` You feeling up to going to dinner ? ``

'' Actually, I think I just want to go to bed, my foreland is pounding. '' She answered slowly.

He appeared come to. `` Everything O.K. ? Is it from when you fell ? ``

'' Relax, it's probably just because I'm tired. Madame Pomfrey gave me a sportsmanlike bill of health, remember ? '' She grinned, kissing his cheek before climbing off the bed. `` Why don't you go see on Ginny ? I'll be fine. ``

His face darkened with vexation. `` I tried, she won't let anyone get near her. I think she's really upset that she was injured so badly. ``

'' That's exactly what it is. '' She assured him, though she knew they were speaking of different injuries. Of course, there was no reason to bring that up at that moment… Ginny had brought her desperation on herself. Ron may retrieve busted peg were what was bothering his sister, but Luna knew the female child was actually upset that she hadn't gotten the perfect delineation she'd imagined with Harry. She should have learned by now that Harry wasn't going to founder Hermione up for her, but Ginny continued to hope and therefore continued to let herself down. There was nothing Luna could do to help- her friend had long ago decided she'd been betrayed and cut her off accordingly. Now it seemed she was cutting out her brothers as well.

Ron walked her to her common room, kissing her with such passion she felt weak in her knee. But she remained strong in her resolve and went to her room alone. There were so many affair to figure out, but she couldn't bring herself to think on anything without coming back to a trench feeling of guilty conscience. character of her felt that everything plotted by Cho and Draco was also in a way her fault if for no other rationality than her silence. She decided to go to kip and trust everything would go the way it was suppose to tomorrow- if it didn't, then it would be clip to transgress her quiet. .

( prison-breaking )

Harry sat in the rear of the `` courtroom '' and watched Ron's face slowly become the like red as his hair. Unfortunately, Ron was up first that aurora, and he was so neural, he kept stumbling over his words, which definitely helped Gladyce Stark, the seventh yr Slytherin lady friend who was defending Cho.

'' Mr. Weasley, if you are not going to clearly vocalise your answers, how is the jury to be expected to strike your testimony seriously ? ``

Harry couldn't believe it when Ron's face turned yet another shade darker. `` Look, your questions are confusing alright ! You're throwing around all these Word of God that don't mean anything ! ``

'' They are standard courtroom discussion, I would know, as this is going to be my profession. All right I'll simplify it for you Mr. Weasley. Did it ever occur to you that all those affair young woman Chang told you were simply Trygve Lie ? Her way of getting back at Harry Potter ? ``

'' No, actually that never occurred to me because that's stupid ! Why would she get back at Harry by saying she was out to kill him and that she was the one who put the Imperious cuss on her team ? ``

'' Allegedly putting them under the curse…innocent until proven shamed Mr. Weasley and I'm afraid you aren't giving the criminal prosecution much supporter. fille Yangtze Kiang admits she is a woman scorned and that she said and did horrible things for revenge, but the accusal that she is the daughter of Death Eaters ? Are you sure you don't think it may cause been simply a scare tactic, knowing Mr. Potter's history ? ``

'' Yes ! It was a dash tactic ! Because she wants to dash us ! But I have no doubt that it's completely avowedly. Why don't you just put her up on this rack with some of that truth juice and ask her ? ! ``

'' That will be all, Mr. Weasley. '' Gladyce smiled at the panel as she took her seat. Ron looked relieved that it was over and was quickly returning to his normal coloration. He practically vaulted off the stand.

'' I think he did okay. '' Hermione whispered in Harry's ear.

He shook his head and took her hand. `` He was too easily rattled. If you and Ginny stay secure up there, it will be better. ``

'' I don't know how Ginny will do…. '' They turned to watch Ginny limp to the stand. She was aided by crutches, still a bit too weak from yesterday's effect to walk on her own.

All awe of her being a bad witness were relieved when she turned to the get together audience with Isidor Feinstein Stone centre and began her testimony with a hardened voice. `` Ginny Weasley, testifying before the Hogwarts heights Student Association against Cho Chang, on behalf of the prosecution. ``

( severance )

Ron's knees felt like jelly from the moment he'd taken the outdoor stage to the moment he'd been allowed to leave it and give back to his keister. His abdomen was in knots and he felt ill. No Sooner had Ginny taken the standpoint than he had to rush from the room and down the hall to the john. As soon as he was done being sick, he staggered to the swallow hole to rinse his lip and wash off his aspect. Taking in his reflection in the mirror, he saw the sudden paleness of his tegument and the galvanise awareness in his centre. Feeling himself shaking, he gripped the bound of the sink.

He had let that horrible Gladyce rattle him, he'd let everyone down. Fred had been cool and confident on the stand as he was in life, and Ginny had all the appearance of being unfaltering from what he'd seen before he had to flee. Of course Hermione would be calm and gather and Harry would undoubted varnish the slip as long as he remained in control of his temper. And Luna, all she had to do was get up there with her big blue eyes and order everyone how Cho had kidnapped her and the panel would meld in her favor. He was the simply infirm connexion, the lone one who hadn't had anything to provide and provide very little avail otherwise.

Splashing more water supply on his brass, he noticed his color return to convention. Taking several cryptic breather, he told himself he was being ridiculous… that there was so much against Cho that there was no way he could screw things up. Though it made him feel a little easily, he was no where near believing it. Straightening himself up, he carefully shielded his mind like he'd been practicing and strode with fictive assurance back to the stopgap courtroom.

He took his seat adjacent to Luna and smiled in answer to her look of concern. `` Are you okay ? '' She asked, taking his hand.

'' Just nerves. I'm fine. '' He assured her before turning his aid to the front where Ginny was holding her own against the formidable Gladyce. As he sat there barely listening, he decided he needed to be more assertive, to not only endure up for himself and his Friend, but to tell apart people what he wanted and go about his life with a general sense of a rattling confidence in himself. He was determined that this would be the live on clock time he let person else define him, he would learn to be fearless.

( geological fault )

The trial was recessed for luncheon, but Harry didn't have much of an appetence. Ginny had done well, until the very end. Gladyce had brought her reliability into doubtfulness, based on her fountainhead known disfavor of Cho as well as the several trips to the headmaster's function on disciplinary matters. Ginny had faltered, and even though everyone knew she was telling the trueness due to the potion, Gladyce had twisted her words all around before letting her leave the stand.

'' The truth can be told and still not be dead on target, it is entirely based on what the person in head perceives the Sojourner Truth to be, isn't it Miss Weasley ? '' She had said. Before Ginny could answer, Gladyce had continued. `` Basically everything you testified here today was hearsay from your chum and Mr. ceramist, and as for everything else, there's no way to know that my node was responsible for your terrible chance event yesterday. And Miss Yangtze Kiang has already accepted the fact that she will most probably be expelled for what she pulled on the Quidditch pitch. So really, all your testimony comes down to is your opinion. You dislike Miss Chang, so your judgement is unfavorable. Unfortunately for the prosecution, your impression can not carry the same system of weights as the true and facts. That is all fille Weasley. '' Everyone's point had been spinning by the time Gladyce Stark had finished and for the get-go clip in a hanker while, Ginny had been left speechless in a battle of wits.

Harry sighed and pushed his food around his plate. Hermione took his honest hand and smiled. `` Don't worry. I won't let her get to me this afternoon. I have cold heavy facts and there's no way I'm going to let her squirm my password. And then you'll go on and it will almost be over. ``

'' I just can't wait for Cho to be put on the stand… ''

'' Um, Harry…she won't be. Weren't you listening when I explained all this, at an HHSA trial, the defendant can not be put on the stand because it wouldn't be evenhandedly. With the truth potions they have now, there's no way she'd be able-bodied to lie which would compromise her defense and act upon the panel. ``

'' So ? Then they'd all know ! ``

'' Yes, but…well, it's hard to explain. '' She scrunched up her face trying to figure out the best way to explain.

Harry didn't want an account. Any reason given wouldn't be full enough for him. `` So who are they putting up there to question ? ``

'' The Ravenclaw team and Marietta. '' Ron grumbled.

'' Great, and the team is probably still under the curse…wait ! Can the potions get around the curse ? '' Fred asked.

'' I don't know, actually. '' Hermione answered thoughtfully.

Ron, who had been listening in, almost choked on his weewee. `` You don't know something ? ! The mankind is coming to an end ! ``

'' Shut up. '' Ginny snapped at him.

They sat in silence and Harry could see all of their thoughts going through his head. It was too much. Since waking in Dumbledore's office yesterday, his weird baron had been growing potent. He couldn't number out how to move around off their voices except with length. So looking at his lookout and seeing it was only one o'clock, and the trial wasn't to get down again until three, he decided to induce some time to himself. His admirer gave brief looks of sympathy, and he knew they all needed a little metre to themselves.

Harry walked out into the courtyard and breathed in the fresh, quick-frozen air. It felt good to be out there, he had begun to experience unopen in, like he was going to stifle at any moment just sitting in the castle. As he walked, he stared at the background, watching his shoes comminute into the snow. He stopped suddenly, as a shadow appeared in strawman of him. Looking up, he came face to face with the individual he had spun into a complete enigma… he was staring down Draco Malfoy.

( prisonbreak )

As soon as the trial broke for lunch, Luna made up an exculpation and ran from the room. She didn't want to babble to anyone, didn't want to explain that she had seen her own kidnapping too late to save herself, it had been hard enough talking about it with Ron the night before. But even then she'd held back, not wanting to admit to anyone -not even herself- that she was scared and that it was Cho specifically that she was scared of. Hopefully as the visitation continued, the thing she'd seen would derive to pass so that she wouldn't have to actually lease the tie-up. Even without the truth potion, she'd decided that if something changed what she knew should happen, she would assure all… as difficult as that may be.

Before she started receiving imaginativeness about the girl this summertime, she had never suspected that Cho Chang was individual to dread. And even after the visions started coming, even after knowing more than the others what the daughter was subject of, Luna still hadn't considered her very fearful. But now, there was a sinister despair in the other fille's decisions. And no one was scarey than someone with no boundaries- Cho would do whatever she needed to do to get what she wanted, Luna was now certain of that. She was worried that even if everything worked out the way she'd seen, this was only the kickoff of their troubles with the daughter. Though it was only a feeling based on obscure dreaming, zip she'd received in a vision, she knew better than to agitate it off. It was an idea that was now fixed in her mind only awaiting confirmation- that even if they won the tribulation, they were still a foresightful way from being done with Cho.

( BREAK )

Hermione had helped Ginny up to the twenty percent yr girls'dormitory so she could rest for a bit before they had to give back to tourist court. Lately she had felt the other girl pulling away from her and at first she'd been upset, wondering how it was possible for Ginny to hold anything against her. But the more she saw her acquaintance change into a sullen matter, always closed in on herself, the to a greater extent worried she'd become. At first when Hermione had offered her aid, she thought she felt pain in the neck from Ginny, but as they started small talk between themselves, their shared anxiety over current events became evident. Now they sat together on Ginny's bed, discussing outcomes and trying to calm their fears about the run. `` She'll be expelled no matter what. But if she's found guilty of using the expletive and being component part of the destruction eater, she'll be taken to Azkaban. '' Hermione concluded.

'' What if she isn't ? Gladyce is turning all of what we're saying into speculation. She twisted mine, Fred and Ron's words, turning it all to a matter of our opinions of Cho. '' Ginny sighed.

'' Well, Ron just let himself be rattled, which made him appear unreliable, and you weren't there when she talked to the son, so that makes you unreliable. I probably won't do much meliorate. It all rests with Harry. If he can master his snappishness and remain unagitated and clearheaded, there's no way they won't find her hangdog. And Luna telling her account will be the final nail in the coffin. After all, they know we're telling the truth, it's just a thing of how it's phrased. I noticed that Gladyce doesn't ask yes or no inquiry, so we have to put some sentiment into our solvent. I was going to warn Harry about that and have him try to prepare her simplify her everything she asks. ``

'' Then there will be no dubiousness left, right ? ''

'' rightfulness. ``

'' Okay then. I'm thirsty, want me to get you anything from downstairs ? '' Ginny offered.

'' Why don't you let me go ? '' she offered.

Another look of bother passed over the daughter's look. `` I don't need to constantly be babied. I need the physical exercise, to get my legs working. ``

Hermione threw her hands up in surrender. `` Okay whatever you want. I'll waiting here, by all means, go yourself. ``

'' I will. '' She said, standing and arranging the crutches under her arms before turning and softening her flavour. `` So, do you want anything ? ``

'' No thanks. '' Hermione smiled as Ginny limped out.

She got up to analyze the rule book Ginny had lying on her bedside table hoping to find something to occupy her until the other girlfriend returned. She picked up one that looked predict and swore to herself as the bookmark slid out and fell to the story. I hope she remembers where she left off, she thought kneeling down to retrieve the bookmark from under the bed where it had landed. Her fingers brushed against something, which Hermione instantly recognized as the spinal column of a book. She pulled it out to see what it was only to bring in that she had discovered Ginny's diary.

seating room herself once more on the bed, she debated reading it. Her awe of anything existing between Harry and Ginny had not been quieted as she claimed, and if there were something she would surely observe it here. At the same clip, she knew that she trusted Harry above all else and looking for anything here would betray that trust. But she couldn't help herself, that fear -terror really- erupted out of nowhere and she desperately scanned through the page. Almost at once, she ran across Harry's epithet and gasped in pain in the neck and anger as she read.

Dean and I have officially broken up. I now have two choices. Harry or Neville. I think I want Harry more. Neville is sweet and if things don't work out with Harry, I'll probably ask him out. But Harry, he's…well he's everything. Charming, sweet, strong, brave out. Just perfect tense. There's only one problem. I've noticed that he seems to be paying a lot Thomas More tending than common to Hermione. It started last yr, but then there was Cho and he seemed to forget Hermione. Well, maybe I could help him forget her too. I know Neville likes me. He is cluelessly adorable and it would be much easier to be with him even if he is too ripe for me.., but he is no Harry Potter. Hermione flipped until she saw Harry's name again.

Harry is noticing me. I've been trying to act more like Hermione, interpretation and studying and whatnot. I've also been pushing him in her guidance. See, I know that Harry doesn't like to be pushed and maybe if I push hard enough, his stubbornness will kick in and he'll want naught to do with her. I really think it's working. Tonight we taught our first base DA year. I saw him, watching me. That is until Ron came over to spill the beans to him. I know they were talking about me, because they gestured in my direction. Then Ron said something and Harry looked over at Hermione, a big dopey smiling on his font. darn Ron, he's always messing things up.Hermione didn't know what to do. Ginny could come back at any time, but she was compelled to keep interpretation. So she did, hoping she would listen Ginny's footsteps.

They made it official. Harry and Hermione are dating. What is it about her ? I just don't see it. I mean she's courteous and all, and I do like having her as my booster, but jeez, first Ron crushes on her for a year or two and then Victor Krum and now Harry ? Still Ginny didn't come. She decided to read one more.

Harry came to ease me, and I took vantage. I didn't mean value too, but perhaps my feelings aren't as in hindrance as I thought they were. He wants to tell Hermione that we kissed, but really, we did so much more. Kissing him fulfilled almost every fancy I had since meeting him. I can't describe how wonderful it was, his lip, his hands, the heat from the flak all melded perfectly. His skin is so soft, his arms strong, his brim delicious. I would give anything to be Hermione. I think she may choose him a bit for granted. If only he could see how perfective tense I am for him. I was crying for what I had possibly lost with Neville, but now, after tonight, I cry for what I know I'm losing with Harry.

With tears threatening to break loose, Hermione skipped ahead until she found Harry's gens once more.Harry and Hermione are always fighting now. He'll never leave her though, and I don't know why. I love her like a sis, but she has a tendency to be a little diffraction grating. She's smart, we all know it but she constantly flaunts it in our faces. Is that it ? Does he depend on her intelligence ? I know she's always played some share in his survival of the fittest through the years, and now, with the clues to the ring…is that why he lets her treat him so ? I can be saucy too. She may love what I'm feeling…I think she sees what I'm doing. But at the same time, I know she doesn't. She doesn't see how I'm throwing myself in his way, how I constantly try to be around him, how I make him think I need him. She's smart, but not about son. I don't want to steal him away, I love her too much to hurt her so badly…I just want to throw him alternative when they do break up. And based on the way he looks at me, it's working. I see him, glancing at me out of the nook of his eye. Does he remember too ? Is he playing our mo over in his head ? I think he is. When will it be my turn ? When will he tire of her ? Am I right about any of this ? I know I'm in dearest with him, and sooner or later, I won't be able to hide it anymore. It's tearing me apart.

Hermione sat back in shock absorber. Is that why Harry needs her, to solve the clues ? Her head filled with dubiousness, anger, jealousy and pain, she quickly put the diary where she had found it. A few tense transactions later, Ginny entered the room carrying two bottles.

'' I know you said you weren't thirsty, but I brought you something anyway. ``

'' Thanks, but I have to get going…it's way past two o'clock and Harry is still out wandering. I promised to detect him so he won't be late. '' She nearly ran from the room. Grabbing her coat, she flew through the portrait and down to the forepart doorway. She ran wildly, searching for any sign that Harry had passed that way. She found footstep in the snow and followed them.

There in the length, near the Whomping Willow, she saw Harry's schema, and individual walking away from him. She ran calling his name.

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Harry turned and saw Hermione running up to him. She looked terrified and his warmness instantly leapt to his throat. He ran to her, grabbing her articulatio humeri to stabilize her. `` What happened ? Is everything all right ? ``

She shook her read/write head. `` Everything's fine, I… don't headache, nothing happened. ''

Harry relaxed slightly, still alarmed by the way she was trembling. He noted that she ran out without her hat, gloves or scarf. Without thinking about it, he took off his scarf joint and wrapped it around her cervix trying to give her a small duplicate protective cover from the cold. As he was taking off his gloves he began to tell her of the conversation he had just had. `` You won't believe who I was just talking to and what I found out. That was Malfoy, and he told me…well if it's true…although I think it is, because I was looking into his mind while we were talking and he wasn't trying to hide anything…. '' He stopped as he realized Hermione was watching him put his gloves on her script and smiling…and crying. `` Hermione ? What's the matter ? ``

'' cipher. '' She said quietly. `` nil at all. '' She threw herself into his arms and cried softly into his chest.

'' Why are you crying ? '' He asked, dumbfounded and bewildered. First Malfoy blows his psyche with info and now he had to try and serve whatever was going on with Hermione.

'' Because you really do bonk me. '' She sobbed.

Harry pulled back and looked at her in disarray. `` I thought we had already established that. On various occasions. ``

'' I know, but I never truly believed that actions were more powerful than words, until today, until right now. '' She sniffled.

'' What ? '' He asked, completely lost as to what was going on.

'' Just go with it. '' She said, wrapping her munition around him again and burying her face in his coat. `` So tell me about Draco. ``

'' Well… ''





A/N : And that's where I end this chapter common people. future chapter : Hermione fights with Ginny, we learn genus Draco's closed book, Hermione and Harry take the stand, with Harry presenting a guest attestator 's testimony, and Cho shows her true colors to everyone……see you then !

Chapter 36 : On the Attack

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Harry sensed the tension between Hermione and Ginny as they filed back into the courtroom. Though he did n't know what set it off, it seemed to be coming more from Hermione. She was staring daggers of misgiving and veneration in the youngest Weasley 's commission as she sat in the witness stand answering Gladyce 's dubiousness. Miss Stark herself was a bit unnerved by Hermione, as she answered dubiousness and innuendo hurled at her with few words and little emotion. Whenever a question was complicated or open to interpretation, Hermione played dumb and asked her to simplify it. Unsure of how to rattle her adequate to work doubt on Cho 's part, Gladyce gave up and ended Hermione 's session much earlier than anyone else 's, having focused more on her affaire d'honneur with Marietta than anything else.

Harry was next up and as he took his seat, he kept his mind light and focused and tried to remember what Hermione had prepped him on. Gladyce paced a bit in front of him before turning and staring him down, hands on her rose hip and a look of doubt written across her face. `` Mr. Potter, it 's genuine that you and miss Changjiang dated finish year ? ``

Harry took a deep intimation and plunged in headfirst. `` Yes. ``

'' And did the relationship end amicably ? ``

'' Not really, but I do n't see what this has to do with the suit ? '' He looked to Hermione and saw her nod at him encouragingly.

Dumbledore, who was presiding over the trial, turned to Gladyce. `` If you would, missy Stark, make unclouded to the court where you intend to go with this descent of questioning. ''

'' I aim to bear witness that young woman Yangtze Kiang was upset both by her conk out relationship with Mr. Potter and the subsequent arguments that occurred thereafter. This will supply a clear motive to her extreme reaction and course of revenge against him and his friend ; including fake allegement to being a last Eater to scare them and her admittedly horrible behavior on the quidditch delivery. ``

Dumbledore looked down, and said with an air of regret, `` Please proceed. ''

Gladyce grinned wickedly. `` Mr. Potter….whose error would you say it was that your relationship ended ? Yours or hers ? ``

'' Realistically ? It was both our faults. '' He answered truthfully.

'' How so ? ``

'' well, rumors were flying last year about me and that was hard on us, and Cho still wasn't over Cedric's destruction and she had this whole jealousy takings that I couldn't deal with. '' Harry's mind whirred back to terminal year, which seemed almost a lifetime ago.

'' Aha, yes ! '' Gladyce grinning was now becoming something Harry knew he would see in his nightmare. He squirmed in his tush under her mad grin and heard Hermione mentally suspiration. Quickly straightening himself, he stared her down and mash his teeth in determination. He would not be rattled. `` Now, Mr. potter, it was Hermione granger that Cho was jealous about, was it not ? How much time you were spending with her, alone ? ``

'' Yes. I tried to explain that Hermione was one of my two best friends and not seeing her was plain unsufferable. It would have been like not seeing Ron. At that point, we had been friends for about five years. ``

'' But Miss Chang's fears weren't unfounded, were they ? ``

'' How do you mean ? '' he automatically responded. He could finger Hermione's pride in him.

'' Well, '' Gladyce gestured in Hermione's direction, `` aren't you and young woman Granger an point ? ``

'' Yes, now we are. But we weren't then. And we didn't get together until October this year, calendar month after Cho and I had broken up. Not that she and I were ever really together to begin with. '' Harry pointed out

'' Let's get back to this jealousy issue. '' Gladyce said quickly. `` You found it difficult to be around Miss Chang because she was jealous of Miss sodbuster, although you allege nothing was going on between you two at the time. ``

'' Yes. '' Harry answered after a slender vacillation. He had a look, a very strong one, about where this line of questioning was about to go. He held himself in cheque, not wanting his emotions to accidentally set off any of his new index in front of everyone.

'' Interesting. '' Gladyce began to pace slowly in front of him, a look of deep thought across her fount. `` rumor has it, Miss Granger has been having jealousy event. Are you going to underprice her too ? ``

'' No, I'm not. I really don't see how anything private between Hermione and myself is relevant. '' He felt his temper flair up. Within seconds, he felt the frigidness of Hermione's thinker get rid of the flames that were building up. He silently thanked her, but was struck momentarily by fire of her own behind a very unanimous wall. She was trying to hide them. He shook his headspring and tuned into Gladyce once again explaining herself to Dumbledore.

'' …it goes to his character, his reliability and the theory that he was just looking for excuse to kick Miss Chang to the bridle. '' Dumbledore nodded sullenly. Gladyce adjusted the hem of her blouse and cleared her throat before continuing. `` Cho asked you to get back together, didn't she ? ``

'' Yes, but Hermione and I- ''

'' But before you and young woman farmer were together, Cho asked you for another try and you refused ? '' Gladyce interrupted with another question.

'' She asked me before Hermione and I were together, after we were together she asked violently. As Ron testified before, she attacked me in Hogsmeade and again at the Costume Ball. ``

'' Every clock time she asked you to turn back to her, you rebuffed her, and in humiliating slipway, for the amusement of your Quaker, correct ? '' Gladyce asked harshly, accusingly.

'' No ! Not adjust ! I mean…well, yes I refused her. But any humiliation she felt was self-imposed ? '' Harry answered.

'' On the caravan to school, in strawman of a compartment wide-cut of your friends. ``

'' She followed- ''

She cut him off. `` During your DA meeting. ``

'' It was after- ''

Again she cut him off. `` In Hogsmeade. ``

'' I was already with- ''

'' At the Costume clod. ``

'' I was there with- ''

'' Don't you think Mr. thrower, that after all of that humiliation, a girl has a right to experience angry ? You laughed at her, your friends laughed at her. You flaunt your new human relationship in her face, you turn people against her. And she got mad. okeh, so she went a slight far on the revenge, but after all of that, don't you think she was even a piddling justified ? ``

Harry sat back calmly and smiled coolly at Gladyce. He was getting ready to rend the ace out of his sleeve. `` No. She wasn't justified at all, because all of those affair you just listed were self-imposed, not to mention all a ploy. ``

Gladyce threw her hands in the air. `` Not this Death eater byplay again ! '' She turned to Dumbledore. `` Sir I don't really think- ''

'' If I may disturb ! '' Harry said loudly. Dumbledore nodded to him. `` I believe there is someone else who should be on this stand right now. someone who knows everything about the foreign mission Cho was sent to attain by her parents and Voldemort himself ! '' gasp of fear went up around the way when the name was mentioned, but Harry ignored them. `` Someone who has been taking the incrimination all yr for something he didn't even do ! Dragon Malfoy ! '' Harry pointed to the back of the way where Malfoy had silently slipped in. Everyone turned to gaze. `` Draco has informed me today that he is prepare to make atonement for everything he has done in the past and his first act of rebellion against his father and Voldemort is to expose you for the lying, conniving bitch you are Cho ! ``

Cho screamed and jumped from her bum and turned to Malfoy. `` You're going to ruin everything ! I'll KILL YOU ! '' She tried to lunge at him but was stopped by the two professor sitting behind her. At once, everyone was in an tumult but Harry kept his eyes on Draco in casing the other boy decided to flee.

Several minutes later, Dumbledore finally managed to settle the court. Malfoy switched places with Harry on the stand and drink his true statement potion. Harry made his way back to Hermione. `` I just hope this doesn't bodge up in my face. '' He whispered.

'' What's done is done. You made a decision, and I'll stand by you. No issue how this turns out. ``

'' I just hope it isn't all some rarify ploy. '' They settled back to view the show before them. And if the glaring and sulking that was passing between Gladyce, Cho and genus Draco was any indication, it would be a good show to see.




A/N : Sorry this isn't as long as I'd promised, life gets in the way. Next chapter : We really do bump out what Draco said and Ginny and Hermione have that fight… plus the verdict of the trial and tensions begin running in high spirits among the Maurauders… Please review and vocalise your opinion.

Chapter 37 : It All Comes Together and Falls Apart

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'' shuffling your opening program line, Mr. Malfoy. '' Dumbledore ordered, suspicion drawn in the lines on his face. Draco swallowed hard. He'd made a decision, now he had no selection but to brook behind it. And a persona of him was really enjoying the furious rage radiating from Cho, picturing his father's face in place of hers.

After a inscrutable steadying breather, he began his level. `` My father sent a man to approach me on his behalf two Clarence Day before fall term began. He said that there was going to be a new intelligence agent interior Hogwarts, one who could act without being seen. It was my delegacy to make trusted that the operative remained undiscovered in order to try and covertly take out ceramist and his friends. I was to take the incrimination for any wrong doing, since suspicion would naturally fall on me anyway. The next day, I was brought to a meeting with this new operative and was a bit bewildered at the plenty of Potter's ex girlfriend standing with so many Death Eaters. Cho and I were given our order of magnitude separately. I can't say for sure what she was sent to do other than what she's told me herself, but I do have sex that the Dark Maker's program were to take in Potter killed before the end of this school yr. My delegation was made clear- don't rock the boat, make for sure every one of our enemy suffers and keep Cho's true identity a secret. I was told that she was their new secret weapon. ``

'' And what of the incident that took Neville Longbottom's life ? '' Dumbledore questioned.

Draco hung his school principal, actually feeling shamed. `` I've been told the Yangtze Kiang family has always been good with destruction spells. They created some for Cho and she set them up but not just to kill Longbottom, she was also after farmer and Lovegood who happened to be sitting there that day. If she hadn't been, the second spell would have gone on the Ravenclaw stands. ``

'' Why would she do that ? ``

'' She told me she had to occupy out ceramicist's friend, the people who kept him strong. Plus she was upset Granger was getting in the way of her getting finale to Potter. I guess she planned to console him after the fortuity. Apparently she had architectural plan for the Weasley youngster later. And yesterday she tried to have out Ginny Weasley along with Potter and Lovegood when she set that yap in the lavatory. '' Malfoy glared at Cho. He wasn't going to hold anything back. Having already taken such a huge measure over the edge… why not just give way into the free-fall ? What did he really have to miss ?

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Ginny listened to Malfoy tell his narration. She felt bad, now knowing that he hadn't been responsible for Neville's death. And he had to be telling the truth ; he'd been given one of the most powerful true statement potions in creation. While he certainly deserved something horrible for all the things he'd done to them over the years, apparently he hadn't deserved the mark of Justice she had bestowed on him.

While she'd always carried a bit of guilt trip for stabbing him in the back and leaving him to die, she'd been comforted by the idea that it was an eye for an eye. After all, he'd run off after Percy killed George. But now she felt her guilt consume her to the point where she couldn't even count at him. The only low comfort she had left was the hope that he didn't know it was her. He'd told the Aurors that he hadn't seen his attacker, but was he telling the truth ? She didn't think she'd ever be capable to ask him, and she certainly couldn't apologize. She still hated him after all. But if he hadn't seen her, then she could just live quietly with her guilt. She supposed only prison term would tell.

She could feel her other problem staring daggers at the spinal column of her head. She didn't know what had made Hermione perturbation with her, but it would take an retard not to notice the girl definitely had some way out. Had Harry said something that upset her ? Something that involved Ginny ? Her middle clenched in momentary joy at the opinion that maybe he'd confessed he had feelings for her. Glancing over her shoulder, that aspiration was quickly dashed as she took in the mass of Harry tightly holding Hermione's deal as he listened intently to Malfoy with a big smiling of satisfaction. While he probably knew his girl was upset, it obviously wasn't because of anything he'd said or done.

So what had she done to gain Hermione's displeasure ? She didn't know but she hoped it was something her Quaker would get over on her own without any sort of opposition. Ginny was feeling serious and the finally matter she wanted was Harry's girlfriend in her face.

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Harry stood with Hermione outside the courtroom, trying to digest what had just taken place. After convincing testimony from Malfoy, the student jury had found Cho shamed. She was expelled immediately and then placed under arrest to await tryout for murder at the Ministry of conjuring trick. Everyone had recollective since left for dinner, but Harry couldn't leave the court. It was the site of an actual victory. Something had gone right here, and he was unwilling to leave it so soon and come back to the rest of the world where everything was still going wrong. Hermione had stayed behind to stay fresh him companionship, but she hadn't said a word. Harry knew that she and Dumbledore were the lone other people besides himself to grasp how significant this all was. He was about to suggest that they finally head off to dinner when she blurted out that she had something to do and ran off.

Half an hour later when she still hadn't turned up at dinner, Harry began to worry. `` Hey Ron, you haven't seen Hermione, have you ? ``

'' Not since we left you guys. '' He looked around as if she might magically appear. `` Well, Ginny isn't here either, maybe they're off together doing something ? ``

Harry couldn't shake the bad tone he had so he tore Ron and Fred away from their dinners in guild to find the girls, motioning Luna to number along as well. They searched the library first, but found it deserted. Deciding to channelize up to the mutual room future, they opened the portrait to the sounds of yelling and things breaking.

They all ducked as the pot Ginny had thrown sailed above their mind. `` How dare you throw a looking glass at me ! ? '' she yelled.

'' You deserved it ! You just go after whatever you want, no matter who gets hurt in the process ! '' Hermione yelled back.

'' I have no idea what you're talking about ! '' Ginny cried.

'' Of course of instruction you do ! I can see it in your eyes ! You know exactly what I'm talking about, you're just trying to envision out how I know ! '' Hermione shot back.

Ginny gasped with sudden apprehension. `` You read my journal ! You bitch ! Those are my private thoughts ! '' Ginny threw a plate at Hermione. With a twitching of his optic, Harry sent it toward the wall instead.

Both female child turned to find their booster staring at them, mouths agape at the tantrum before them. Hermione looked stymie, but Ginny quickly recovered. `` Harry, why don't you remove your girlfriend from my sight ? Before I hurt her. She has no respect for anyone's personal belonging or privacy. ``

Hermione whipped around to guard herself. `` I was just checking it out. We all know how horribly awry thing went with your in conclusion diary, I was just making indisputable this one wasn't controlling your idea too ! ``

Again, Harry stepped in to change the direction of the next thing Ginny whipped at Hermione's head. `` That was low ! '' She said with venom.

'' Maybe it was, but I would accept just put it down when I saw it was harmless if I hadn't noticed a sealed name repeated all throughout it ! '' Hermione said meanly.

'' Shut up. '' Ginny warned.

'' Relax, I'm not going to differentiate anyone. I just wanted to see if you could justify the thing you wrote about me and my biography. Now I know for sure that you're just a sneaky, conniving bratwurst who has to deliver everything and everyone she wants. And to get it or them, you'll bring down anything and anyone that stands in your way. '' Hermione pushed.

'' Maybe you're just jealous because you know that if we were to compete, you'd lose. '' Ginny said confidently crossing her arms.

'' I already won…didn't I, Ginny. Maybe you're scared that even if we were on degree playing primer, you'd be the one to turn a loss. '' Hermione hissed out.

'' Not in all likelihood since I already scored, good under your nose. That just kills you doesn't it. That things can vagabond so far from where they supposedly belong ? '' Ginny taunted.

'' Alright. That's sufficiency. '' Harry stepped forward. At this distributor point, you wouldn't have to be a skyrocket scientist to enter out what this argument was about, and he wasn't prepared for things to get this out of ascendency over him. Especially since Ginny was planting scenarios in Hermione's head that would never really happen. He would never leave Hermione for Ginny. In fact, he couldn't see himself leaving her for anyone, and he needed to get her away and convert her before this turned badly for their relationship.

'' I agree. If it were anyone but my own baby at the other end of this parameter, I would never get between a missy fighting, but with Ginny, it just isn't sexy at all. '' Fred quipped, trying to relieve the mood.

'' Come on. '' Harry said, grabbing Hermione's hand. She came, looking ashamed and covetous and unsure.

'' I don't like being like this, or feeling like this. '' She whispered to Harry.

'' I know. '' He whispered back.

'' You're golden they were here, Hermione. '' Ginny shouted after her. Harry tensed his shoulders, but kept walking. Once he got things straightened out with Hermione, he knew he was going to make to give Ginny the fully grown wake-up cry of her spirit.

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Fred couldn't believe what he'd just seen and heard. While he'd been worried about his sister for quite a few calendar month now, other things- mainly George's death- had distracted him from his concern. He could only reckon what Hermione had read in Ginny's diary, but it had been enough to cause her to have a showdown. Harry had wisely whisked Hermione away before thing got any worse, leaving Ginny to glare the relaxation of them down. He and Ron glanced at each early, neither knowing what to do. He thought for sure that his sister would run, but apparently she had her anger up. `` What are you all looking at ? ``

'' We aren't sure. '' Fred shot back automatically.

She let out a deep sigh, collapsing on the couch. `` Yeah, well… ''

Luna, bless her marrow, made a move for the boys. Carefully settling herself side by side to Ginny, she reached out and took her deal. `` What's going on with you ? '' she asked in her gentle, dreamy voice.

'' Nothing. '' She answered stubbornly, pulling her script away and moving further down the couch.

Ron went and sat in the new quad created between the miss and so Fred took the early side, throwing an arm around his baby. `` Come on Gin, differentiate us what's been bothering you lately. We all know it's something more than this combat with Hermione. ``

Ginny quickly disentangled herself from them, jumping from the couch and glaring wildly at them all. `` Since when do any of you care ? '' she yelled, surprising them all. And then she did run, straight through the portrait and presumably to someplace outdoor. None of them made a relocation to follow, shocked into stillness.

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Harry and Hermione settled themselves on the floor of the Room of Requirement. He took her hand, feeling the exercising weight of the promise ring he had given her, and made her give her Son not to say anything until he was finished. `` Hermione, I don't want to hold having this Lapp talk. So listen up, because this is the last time I'm going to maintain myself. I love you, and nada and no one will change that. What happened between me and Ginny was a misapprehension that I would not give care to repeat. Now, I don't know what she wrote in her journal, but zippo at all has happened since, and as far as I'm concerned nothing ever will. ``

She turned slightly, looking at the floor. `` Harry. When I was little, my parents taught me that learning and studying should be the most significant things in the earthly concern to me. They said that I would feature to use my nous to get ahead in the world, because…. '' She stopped as Harry wiped away a few of her tears. She let him cradle her face in his mitt but found it hard to suffer his eyes. `` Because they told me that I was blessed with more genius than beauty…. In the years that I went to muggle schooling, I realized they were good. I was always called names and told I was ugly. One boy in the school play we were in refused to kiss me on stage. I got used to it. I believed them all, that no one would be intimate me. And then you came along. And you loved me. And I got scared, because you could go away at any meter. Either because of the grave times we're in, or because you would see individual you liked better. That's why I'm acting the way I am. That's why it's killing me that Ginny kissed you. That's why no matter what you tell me, I'm paranoid and jealous and I don't even know what else. ``

He opened his mouth to answer her, to secern her that she was the most beautiful and intelligent girl he'd ever known, but she put her hand over his oral cavity and smiled through her snag. `` Harry… '' she said quietly… `` will you marry me ? ``





A/N : Next chapter : Will he ? Some time passes….marauders are divided, Malfoy slowly makes onward motion on the side of good…and other exciting stuff.

Chapter 38 : Never Again the Same

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Harry was dumbfounded. `` Marry you ? '' was all he managed to get out.

'' I'm not saying we have to get married right this minute, but I was thinking, maybe after commencement exercise next year. '' Hermione smiled, all the while holding her breath as Harry continued to see and feel like a petrify child.

'' Why so soon ? '' He finally asked, gathering his thoughts.

'' What do you mean…that's more than a class away. ``

'' I mean are you only asking me to marry you to secure that I stay around ? That I won't leave you ? Because I won't, no matter what any girl writes in her diary. And no matter what your parents have told you. ``

He was taken off sentry duty as Hermione punched him in the arm, throwing all her weight into it so that it actually kind of hurt. `` Don't be such an ass ! '' She yelled. `` I want to get married you, that's why I asked. And now it's ruined. I never should have told you all that first gear. I should have asked first so that you knew this was what I wanted. '' She sat down. `` naught has gone smoothly for us, has it ? You know what, I don't want you to answer now. Not when it's like this. Please, just pretend I didn't say anything. '' And she quickly got up and fled.

Harry was left on the couch, suddenly aware that he knew nothing about girls, specifically Hermione. What's more, he wasn't sure what the proper apologia was for ruining a wedding proposal. Especially when he had wanted to say…. `` Yes. '' He whispered aloud to the vacuous way.

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Draco sat in the headmaster's federal agency, staring down the man as he sat behind his desk. `` Are you sure about this Mr. Malfoy ? ``

'' I have to go home now, before anyone finds out what I did. '' He argued, knowing it was now or never if he wanted to relieve himself. He had one night to gather all the selective information he could against Lord Voldemort, intending to use it to bargain with Potter and Dumbledore and be assured protection. But if he didn't go soon, he'd lose his chance and quite possibly never be heard from again.

Dumbledore nodded. `` I have already placed a cone of silence around the school day for the future two 24-hour interval. Any longer than that would rear too many distrust. In the interim, there will be no way for anyone to contact anyone else beyond our grounds so I am sealed Book has not yet leaked from here. But it is still a life-threatening undertaking to go somewhere full of citizenry you've just betrayed. ``

'' I know. But I may never have another fortune to go home. '' He shrugged, trying not to show how much the thought untune him.

'' OK, Dragon. '' The headmaster said softly. `` I'll write to your mother insisting on an update from your healer. I suspect they'll send the same written report in lodge to maintain you out of your room, but it's no matter. '' He rose and moved to the doorway. `` I'll come back for you when the arrangement are settled and a portkey is obtained. ``

Draco remained in his chair, staring at everything and focusing on nix. Slowly a small smile emerged as he reflected on the amusing irony of now going to spy on those who trained him for that kind of life. Sure it would be unsafe but he had no doubt he could pull it off. He was already nearly invisible there and with no information coming from Hogwarts, he could tell them all any version he liked of Cho's tryout. All that was left was deciding how to use whatever information he gathered to his considerably advantage.

( happy chance )

Two solar day after Draco shocked the courtroom, Cho was taken away to await her world trial and the school seemed to respire a suspiration of succour. Book spread quickly about what had happened and Harry noticed that a lot of kidskin from Slytherin were really upset with Malfoy's doublecross, making him actually concerned for the other boy. He found himself actually glad that Dumbledore had kept Malfoy locked up as before, it seemed much secure that way. As for how his friend were coping after all of the trial drama, Ginny had managed a very trembling armistice with him and Hermione. Ron didn't know whose position to adopt, his sister or his two best Quaker, so he spent minuscule time with anyone besides Luna. Fred kept mainly to himself, a zombie, wandering the Charles Martin Hall simply because he had cypher better to do. And Harry didn't bring up the failed proposal, just as Hermione had asked, but he could see that both of their mind were always there… at that moment… wondering where they had gone wrong. Otherwise they acted just like the couple they'd been before, going through each day one step at a meter.

About a month into the semester, Harry ran into Draco Malfoy in the courtyard during his free menstruation between classes. They hadn't spoken once since the trial and Harry wasn't sure what to say now. He knew forgiveness for Malfoy's past tidings and actions would be almost impossible, but at the Sami time, another region of him wanted to have anyone who was leave to help in the engagement against Voldemort.

Luckily, before he had to say anything Draco began. `` I've been wanting to talk to you for awhile, potter. It just never seemed like a beneficial metre. Listen. I've been kicked out of my home since word got to my Fatherhood about what I did. But before that happened, I received some information that will be crucial to you and Dumbledore. I'll tell you firstly, because I really do feel badly and want to help oneself and secondly because I want you to coiffe security for me. From my father and everyone else who feels that I betrayed them. I don't have many friends here anymore. ``

Harry suppressed the urge to ask if he ever had many friends. `` So once I arrange this protection, you'll tell me what you found out. Why should I trust you ? You've never really explained why you want to switch sides. I mean you told me you felt bad, but I only took you at your give-and-take during the trial because I was despairing. ``

Malfoy sat down by the fountain as Harry stood over him, waiting for a response. `` You want to have it off if this is just some elaborate stratagem, right ? ''

Harry thought for a minute. `` No, I know you're being sincere, I've known it since the train ride back here, but I don't trust you enough to severalize you how I know. ``

'' Fair enough. Did it ever occur to you, that you just might win this whole war ? '' Dragon asked suddenly.

The head took Harry off sentry go. He'd never really thought about it. Winning and losing had always been intangible abstracts to him, some things to be pondered but never seriously considered. `` I don't know. '' Harry answered honestly.

'' Well, it's occurred to me. '' Draco said, looking off. `` I've been able to view you honorable over the yr than any other decease eater or Death eater's child. I was told to befriend you, and when that didn't study, I was told to bring you down, put down your self-confidence and make your life snake pit. No one suspected that you would be impregnable or that your friends would make you so secure. I almost admired you a few time, until I remembered I was supposed to hate you. And I was supposed to hate you because I wanted my father's approval more than anything. I didn't care who got hurt, but then… then people started dying and I was expected to take the rap. '' Draco stopped and took a few deep breathing spell. Harry sat side by side to him, but not too closely.

'' Longbottom was a simpleton, and no threat to anyone. '' Draco continued quietly. `` I felt bad when he died and that's what sorting of started to opened my eyes. But I still had a commission to do, so I took sissy to the Shrieking Shack, knowing you would be there. There are undercover agent everywhere, you know. Anyway, I told her I was responsible for the plosion knowing that you would overhear and Cho Chang would be able-bodied to keep unnoticed. When my father broke out of Azkaban, I thought I would finally have my chance to prove myself. And then that day in Knockturn Alley happened and I almost jumped in to help when Walker Percy had you cornered, but then your ally arrived. I didn't want any of you to die, I hated you all still, but I didn't think you deserved to die because some old guy were scared of you. It just all seemed so stupid ! When George IV Weasley fell, I was almost spew. I hid it well and ran off with the others. I wanted to apologize, for some reasonableness I don't even know, I wanted to tell you all that I was sorry, that I hadn't planned any of this ; that I no longer wanted to be like my father. So I contacted Ginny. I don't know why, but she seemed the most harmless, the one most likely to mind. I found out how wrong I was when she stabbed me in the back. ``

'' So you knew it was her and you didn't turn her in ? '' Harry asked incredulously.

'' She did me a party favour. '' He answered bitterly. `` When I was laying in that hospital, I kept waiting for my father to exhibit up. I knew the Aurors were there, but if he had wanted to, he could birth found some way to see me. He never even sent a substance through my mother. ``

Harry felt a pang of sympathy. `` So what do you want from us now ? ``

'' I want to facilitate. What better way to get my father's care than to help destruct him ? And besides, it's tiring trying to intend up new ways to be common cold and heartless. I never was as good at it as Lucius. '' Draco admitted with a shrug.

'' You've been so good at lying all these years… '' Harry said slowly. `` How do I make love this isn't just another carrying into action ? '' While Malfoy tried to come up with an answer, Harry probed his judgment, attempting to see if he was looking for a lie or a avowedly response. After all, he really hadn't explained what it was that ultimately made him turn on Cho. Harry had an melodic theme that it was for some reason that Malfoy himself was struggling to understand and after a Sceloporus occidentalis tone through his thoughts, finally said, `` Never mind. I believe you. Let's go see Dumbledore and put your trade protection. ``

( breaking )

Hermione had lived the last-place calendar month since the trial in a daze. One day had blended into another and all she could think about was her failed proposal. She felt embarrassed and ashamed by the gloriole of desperation she had cast herself in. But she had told Harry the truth that day, she hadn't asked to make believe him stay, she had asked because she truly believed she wanted to spend the rest of her life sentence with him, as vernal as they were.

While she hadn't exactly been avoiding him, she knew she was trying not to be around him alone as much, no longer feeling comfortable in his bearing. She just hoped it would be something she'd get over quickly. `` Watch it ! '' Someone yelled as she bumped into them in the hall. She shook herself out of her thoughts and continued on to her Arithmancy class. But once she reached the doorway, she found she had absolutely no desire to go in. She waited in the dark as her fellow classmates went in and class started.

'' Since when do you protest learning ? '' Fred whispered behind her, causing her to nearly jump out of her skin. `` Whoa ! keep an eye on where you point that affair. '' He grabbed her wrist and moved so her wand wasn't directly in his face. She hadn't even realized she'd pulled it out.

Letting out the intimation she'd been holding, she glared at him feeling shaky. He released her arm and she briskly put her weapon system away. `` You scared me, jerk. ``

'' Sorry, it was unsettling to see you outside a classroom rather than in one. '' He grinned. `` What are you doing ? ``

'' I think I'm skipping course. '' She said walking away.

Fred grabbed his thorax and dramatically fell against the wall. `` I think my nerve just skipped a beat. Could this be true ? ``

Though she liked that he was acting pattern for him, the ribbing was annoying her at the moment. `` Lay off would you. I'm not feeling so great. ``

He instantly turned grave. `` What's wrong ? '' he asked as he followed her down the hallway.

'' Nothing and everything. Just like always. '' She sighed. `` I just don't feel like being around people at the mo. ``

'' Well then you're going the amiss way. Everyone who isn't in class is alfresco right now, enjoying the unusually nice weather we're having. '' He pulled her to a stop just outside the Great Radclyffe Hall. `` But I know someplace you can go. ``

Well, she'd already done the unthinkable and jump class for no good reason. Why not espouse Fred and see what it's like to be adventurous like the others. `` Okay, let's go. ``

( BREAK )

Luna tried to scan her transfiguration Book but her brain kept wandering. Though extremely relieved that Harry had apparently forgotten all about her keeping secrets about Cho, she was also feeling on edge. Lately she'd been having some foreign dreams, and that was usually an indication that an important visual sensation was on its way, already trying to fight it's way in.

'' I hate potions ! '' Ron said loudly as he slumped miserably in the hindquarters next to Luna, interrupting her thoughts. Since they were in the library, she wasn't surprised by the devil shushing he received from several other students.

'' What's faulty with you ? '' she asked quietly.

'' Snape gave us this huge essay and I don't even have a go at it where to start. And Hermione is nowhere to be found. '' He whispered loudly, eliciting a few disgruntled looks as other kids moved away from them.

She felt annoyed that he constantly went to Hermione whenever he needed help. She wasn't the only intelligent one after all, just the most reasoning. `` Maybe I can assist you. '' She offered.

'' Really ? Because this poppycock is one ground level level above you. '' He looked at her with hope.

She felt even more steamed, but more at herself this time. She had to prompt herself that he didn't know about her yesteryear, about all the secret she was still keeping about her life history. Unfortunately since she couldn't do anything about it at that bit, she took her frustration out on him. `` In typesetter's case you didn't realize, I'm at the top of my class. I think I can handle reading some information and then writing an essay about it, no matter how difficult you may find it. ``

'' Whoa, I can do this by myself. It just takes longer than- ''

'' Than copying your booster'preparation ? '' She interrupted, pushing for the fight.

'' Than if individual just explains it to me. '' He concluded his thinking, looking at her suspiciously. `` What's your problem ? ``

'' Right now, you're my job. '' She began gathering her affair and shoving them in her backpack. `` I can't believe that you either don't know or don't care to know anything about me ! I hate that you seemed so surprised to learn that I'm actually smart and not just some out-there weirdo, wandering mindlessly through life and believing in gimcrack ! ``

'' I don't think that ! And you're the one who just basically called me poor fish ! '' he argued back. `` And I'm not the one who's always keeping closed book ! Even when I do ask anything about you, you just change the discipline ! And now you're mad at me for it ? ! ``

She stood and turned on him, a pocket-size part of her wondering why she had wanted this scrap. The larger part was enjoying losing control. `` There's a remainder between being stupid person and acting pillock and you are certainly doing the latter ! And who do you think you're trying to put on about what you've thinking about me ? I know what you've opinion and still sometimes think. ``

Before he could answer the librarian, Madame Pince came over looking stern. `` I must assert you two take this alfresco immediately ! You are interrupting the integral subroutine library. ``

'' With pleasance. '' Luna answered, grabbing her things and storming off without looking back.

( BREAK )

Dumbledore sat behind his desk looking serious-minded, diverted and suspicious all at once. `` Alright, Mr. Malfoy. I've listened to your story and I believe I have come to the same conclusions that Mr. Potter has. I will personally induce transcription to have you kept safe while at school and during the suspension. '' He said in a way that indicated he had known this was coming. `` Now, what is it that you wish to assure us. ``

Dragon took a deep breathing spell. `` As I'm sure you already know, I was lying at the showtime of the class when I told you that I didn't know what thrower was looking for. I told my father who informed the shadow Lord. An investigation was immediately started to discover why the enemy would want the object. The more we found out, the happier he became. When he learned of the legend that the ring contained the power to admit it's wearer to consume wandless world power, Cho was instructed to follow Harry and take it from him whenever he found it. That was what she meant when she said her lodge had changed. ``

'' We could accept guessed all this. '' Harry said, slightly impatient.

'' Yeah, well before her trial, Cho was able to sneak into the Gryffindor tower. She snuck into Hermione husbandman's room and found the engagement that the lastly clue alluded to. She had her ally Marietta ship the data by owl and then the two of them kidnapped Luna Lovegood intending to both prevent Ron Weasley from testifying and trammel Potter. And then of course Ginny got wrapped up in all that too and got really hurt which of course didn't bother Cho a bit. Anyway, after I testified when Cho was found shamefaced, expelled, and arrested, there was confusion as to what had actually happened. No one knew about me yet and I was able to move unnoticed in the confused hubbub. I overheard my Father-God and Walker Percy Weasley receiving orders. Lucius was to catch potter on the next Hogsmeade visit. Percy was to trick his friends into looking for him and then pop Luna, Ginny and Fred. Ron and Hermione, were to be left alive, as leveraging to keep thrower talking. Then the dying eater were to destroy the small town. ``

Harry had never been as angry as he was right at that minute. How dare they plot to use his friends against him, to use Hermione against him ? He would never let that happen !

Dumbledore was watching Harry intently as he spoke to Malfoy. `` DOE anyone know you overheard this exchange ? ``

'' No, sir. I was wearing my mom's invisibility cloak. Since you are still in possession of mine. '' Dragon answered.

'' Alright, then we'll be ready for them. The next Hogsmeade sojourn isn't until properly before final exams. That will be enough fourth dimension to discourage the villagers that a conflict will most in all likelihood take berth there. Draco, I trust you'll understand that I have to keep monitoring your letters and keep you from leaving the castle at any time ? ``

'' I understand. '' He turned to impart. `` Oh, '' he turned at the doorway. `` There's one more than matter. The shadow Lord won't be at Hogsmeade. It was his plan that if Potter once again foiled him by surviving and remaining uncaptured, he would wait for him to find the ring. He knows that Potter won't cave in up the lookup, no matter what, and besides, '' he turned to Harry, `` he wanted to see what your unfit care were. '' And then he left.

Harry was pretty sure that all of this constituted his forged fearfulness, and he knew that if he survived this, getting the ring would be as wanton as getting wet when it rained.

( open frame )

Ginny sat at the sharpness of the lake, skipping dejeuner altogether. Lately she didn't feeling like being around anyone and kept to herself as much as possible. She found the strange conditions uncomfortably warm and missed the colder days that January usually produced. Her wooden leg were aching, begging to be stretched and so she got up and began the foresightful pass around the lake. She lost herself in the moment, letting the peace of nature relax her and forgetting that any other people existed at all.

Just as she wound through Sir Herbert Beerbohm Tree to the opponent slope of the lake, she stopped short, spotting Draco Malfoy walking towards her, with his question down and dragging his feet, looking like a sad piddling boy who'd just lost his puppy. She felt panicked, he was the last person she wanted to see, but she wasn't sure whether or not he'd spotted her. For some reason, she didn't want him to see her running away from him. She may be a wee bit remorseful for what she had done to him, but she refused to find bad about it. She didn't want a new Malfoy, she was fully comfortable hating the old one.

'' Hey. '' He called out to her. Apparently she had stood in her indecision too long. He definitely spotted her now.

'' Hi. '' She answered moodily as he approached. But he didn't stop for conversation as she had thought, didn't halt to rub her nozzle in the fact that she'd stabbed the amiss person for Neville's death. Instead he walked right past her, too lost in his own glumness to end and crow over hers. She moved on herself, determined not to recall on the encounter at all. It had been nothing after all, but she was surprised to find that a small part of her felt sorry for Malfoy, giving up everything to flex on Cho and help them win the trial. She knew he also still had to go show in the horrid girl's literal trial at the Ministry and would play a John Roy Major office in getting her convicted and sent to Azkaban for causing the viewpoint to foul up up the day Neville had died. fountainhead, in the end it didn't affair, she argued with herself. One good deed could never make up for the years of overrefinement he'd committed against her and her friends and family. And deciding then and there to not cerebrate of Dragon Malfoy ever again, she marched back up to the school for her conclusion class of the day.

( BREAK )

'' Where are we ? '' Hermione asked nervously.

'' Under the school day. St. George and I found this burrow finally year. Just waiting, it'll get better, it's almost two, the sun will be perfect. '' He assured her. She wanted to believe him, but didn't understand what the sun had to do with anything if they were underground. As they walked on the tunnel grew darker, smaller and more earthy- less wizard made. After ten more minutes, in which she bit her clapper in order to not demand that he have her back to the castle, she saw a bright light ahead of them. `` Ah, here we are. ``

'' Where ? '' She asked now feeling curious.

'' Rowena Ravenclaw's caverns. '' He said leading her out of the tunnel and into a vauntingly dirt room, filled with sparkling crystal and amethyst crystals growing straight out of the priming coat and coming to dangerously beautiful sharp breaker point. She could see the light was indeed coming from the sun, through a small muddle near the top of the cave and refracting around the way giving the appearance of surrounding her in rainbows.

'' This is dumbfound. I thought it was just a rumor. '' She said, not knowing where to concentrate her eyes first.

'' Much full than old Salazar Slythern's Chamber of closed book, huh ? '' Fred said, coming up next to her and smile. `` Luna said once that amethysts are supposed to raise everyone's psychic power no matter how piffling of it they had. So I've been coming here since we got back, hoping to… I don't know, see if I can find a way to contact George I guess. '' He admitted without shame. `` I suppose I'm too impatient to expect for the annulus. ``

'' I think if Luna were here, she'd say something like… if you believe, then you will feel George V here. His aura could be trapped in the crystals… '' she trailed off, feeling out of her depth on all affair metaphysical.

'' Well, Luna's not here so what do you think ? '' he pressed.

'' I guess I think anything potential at this point. '' She said seriously.

( faulting )

'' Can I talk to you for a minute ? ``

Ron whipped around to regain Luna standing behind him, wearing the expression of one who is about to eat crow. `` I'm in the midsection of DA here. '' He said coldly, gesturing to his group who were currently practicing shielding.

'' Please ? It'll just exact a instant. '' She pleaded.

He didn't want to go, she had hurt him badly when she'd started that fight between them in the depository library. Not to name the embarrassment he'd felt when she'd stormed out and left him there. At the same time, he didn't want to be in a fight with her, just wanted to put it behind them and displace on. As angry as he was, he knew he was still lucky that she had chosen him. `` Alright. '' He finally relented. `` Hey Harry ! Can you determine these guy wire for a moment ? '' he called out across the hall.

'' Sure. '' He answered coming over and looking at them in concern. `` Is everything okay with you guys ? ``

'' We'll see. '' Ron shrugged his shoulder and followed Luna out to the courtyard. It was much colder now that the sun had gone down, definitely feeling more like winter and he could see his breath in front of him as he stood before her, shivering and waiting for her to talk.

'' spirit, I'm sorry about today. I don't really hump what happened, I think I was just frustrated that it seems like I'm always the live on person you think of when you need facilitate with something. I don't like being your death sentiment. '' She looked up at him shyly, her teeth chattering slightly in the cold.

He stepped forward and pulled her to him, wrapping his arms around her to keep her warm. `` You are just so slaphappy sometimes. '' He smiled against her hair.

'' I know. '' She said into his shoulder. `` I've just been seeing things, in my dreams, and I just don't want us to… I want you and I to work. I love you. ``

'' I love you too. And I think about you all the time. Maybe I don't go to you with all my problems because I don't want you to think any less of me than you already do. ``

'' I think very highly of you. '' She said quietly, pulling away to look up at him. `` I just wish I could choose more than of my own living, and not have fate choose for me. ``

He had no estimation what she was talking about when she talked in this mysterious way, but he did what he always did when she started on this fate and destiny stuff- he tried to be supportive. `` I think if anyone could fend off fate, it would be you. ``

She merely smiled sadly back at him. `` Unless destiny is right. ``

( BREAK )

After the DA encounter that Night and while the student of Hogwarts were still granted an hour or so of free time before lights out, Harry gathered Fred, Ginny, Ron, Luna, Hermione and Draco in the Great mansion house. With Malfoy's supporter, Harry recounted what had been said earlier in Dumbledore's office. He looked around at the darkened and press down faces of his friends and wondered if anyone was even up to fighting at Hogsmeade. After giving everyone a few here and now to digest the information, Harry stood to make his declaration.

'' Anyone who doesn't want to occupy part in this, speak now. I will completely realise and it will not be held against you. Personally, I'm hoping you will all decide not to shoot part so that I know you will be safe to riposte to your family unit this summer. No one else has to die, and if you feel the stakes are too high, just detain behind. You won't be a coward, and you won't lose any of my regard or admiration because you've all already gone above the call of obligation. So everyone who is out, please raise your hands. '' Harry was surprised that no one did. `` Are you all sure ? Because once our counter plan is in motion, there won't be any turning back. ``

'' I'm in, all the way. '' Fred said standing. `` All I ask is that Sir Henry Percy is left for me to deal with. ``

'' rectification. '' Ron said standing. `` That Harry Hotspur is left to any and all Weasleys that want to postulate him down. '' Fred and Ginny nodded their agreement, but Harry noted that Fred still intended to be the one to confront their brother.

Draco simply shrugged, `` I already said I would avail, so I'm in. ``

Hermione took Harry's hand and said, `` And I already told you I wouldn't let you do any of this alone. '' It broke his eye to see her determination. He didn't want her there, and it would take a lot to convince her.

After awhile the others wandered off and Harry was left alone with Hermione… a rare thing these sidereal day. She was absentmindedly toying with his fingers as they sat at the tabular array together. `` What's on your nous ? '' she asked quietly.

'' Nothing. ``

'' That's not dependable. I can see those wheels working. '' She lightly tapped her finger against his temple. `` You're trying to figure out how to win over me not to come to Hogsmeade. ``

'' Maybe I am. And it would be a lot well-situated if you would just agree not to go. '' He rested his elbows on the table and ran his men through his hair.

'' So why is it okay for everyone else to go ? ``

'' It's not. But you are the most prompt trouble. You're the one I will most cause to win over. If it were up to me, Fred, Malfoy and I would be the lone ace going. ``

'' And why is that ? '' She asked, trying to mask her anger.

'' Because, Fred deserves to go if for no former reason than to receive Hotspur. And Malfoy, he has a lot to bear witness and if this is all a set up, though I don't think it is, I want him there to suffer immediate consequences. '' They were silent again. Harry turned to look her in the face and sighed as he took her hand once more. She was pouting and looking very cute while doing it, which Harry could see she was trying to do on aim to make him block this logical argument for awhile.

It struck him suddenly, that the solely way she wouldn't go is if she were to contemn him. To be so angry that she would never want to see him again. So angry, she wouldn't have room to feel scared for him. As he looked at her, memorizing everything about her, he knew what he would consume to do. It would bring out his kernel, and it might buck them apart forever, but he would be damned if he was going to get her killed or captured in this battle. He would rather be apart from her forever, than know that she had died or been tortured because she chose to screw him. He ran his fingerbreadth through her hair, wanting to call up the silky grain. She turned and unexpectedly kissed him, and he savored the taste of her mouth, the smell of her skin. Quickly making their way to the elbow room of necessity were they unabashedly continued their mania, he decided he would be with her one last time before it all ended. He would keep this retention and use it to power on, to remember why he was leave to feed her up- why he was willing to demolish the honorable thing that ever happened to him. It would all be to retain her safe. He prayed that she would someday observe out and understand.

( gap )

'' Sorry I'm late. '' Draco grumbled as he entered Dumbledore's office.

'' On the perverse Mr. Malfoy. You are mightily on clock time for lightness out. Well done. '' The Headmaster replied with a kind smile.

'' okey, well goodnight then. '' He went into the living quarters just off the office that had been set up for him. At first he'd been put there as penalization, now he was kept there for protection. Draco wasn't sure just how a great deal the early small fry knew about his betrayal, the risky they could really love is that he had turned on Cho. There was no way they could do it that he was now helping ceramicist and Dumbledore fight against the Dark Lord and more importantly, Lucius.

milksop apparently had decided to stick by him, because the instant he closed the door, she whipped off the invisibility cloak she'd been wearing and greeted him with a big dopey grin. `` surprised to see me ? ``

'' Is that my cloak ? '' He angrily took it from her, ignoring her stupid question.

'' I stole it back for you from old Dumb-door. '' She said laughing at her cognomen for the Headmaster.

'' You're an idiot. As soon as he sees it missing he's going to recall I took it. '' He growled.

'' So what ? What do you wish what he thinks ? '' she asked suspiciously.

darn, time to take on a Malfoy. `` Because, you stupid cow, they already stuck me in this halter small elbow room where they can watch everything I do, who knows what their adjacent movement will be. I can't get expelled, Pansy, I have important employment to do here. ``

'' Well soon it won't matter. Potter will get what's coming to him. ``

'' I hope so. '' He sneered, though inside he was asking himself the Saami questions he'd been mulling over for awhile. What does ceramist have coming to him ? What exactly had the kid done to merit anything ? Perhaps those were answers he would never find, as motion weren't welcome among the iniquity Lord's ranks. `` What are they all saying about me out there ? '' he asked eagerly.

'' Oh a unharmed bunch of nonsensicality since the whole Cho thing. But don't concern, Crabbe, Goyle and I have been setting them square. I never liked Cho to begin with. '' She said earnestly.

'' Of course you didn't. '' He said with a cruel smile. Ever since learning at the beginning of the year that he was to work closely with Cho, queer had been having trouble holding her green-eyed monster in stay. Never in his life had he wanted to have anything to do with the savorless girl, but her feelings for him had been useful over the years, so he'd strung her along letting her hope she stood a chance. But for a foresighted time now there was only one girl he'd found any interest group in and it certainly hadn't been Cho Chang, despite a few drunken Nox where he'd tried to convince himself differently. What's more, this girl was probably the reason he'd turned on Cho in the number 1 stead despite all the other ground he'd given ceramicist and Dumbledore for his change of spirit. After hearing of what Cho had done, he'd been angry and rushed to muck about without thought process, wanting only to penalise Cho. And despite the position he now found himself in, he didn't rue it. There was no way he'd ever get to really be intimate this other miss while he was on that other track. He wasn't delusional though, he doubted he'd ever get the girl. But at to the lowest degree he could try to make her think better of him.

'' Draco ? '' Pansy put a hand on his shoulder and he rudely shook her off. She mistook his anguish for concern over what their classmate were saying about him. `` Don't worry, they may think you're a traitor now because of Cho, but you'll show up them all it isn't straight. ``

'' Yeah. I'll render them all. '' He said bitterly.

( rift )

The following sunup, Harry went to visit lupin. He had a big favour to ask and hoped that his friend would be able to acquire what he needed. If he did, Harry hoped that it was someday going to help bring Hermione back to him. After Lupin agreed to do what he asked, Harry walked out into the castling with determination, looking for the other person who would be the most hurt in this scandal. There she was, walking toward the Gryffindor tower. `` Ginny ! '' He called, running to catch up to her. `` Can we speak for a second ? ``

She followed him into the uncouth room, which was empty at this time of day. better that no one else viewer this. He could sense Hermione coming, so he talked fast. `` Look, Hermione told me what you wrote in your diary. '' And as he watched her rosiness, he knew that would be the finis true statement he would talk to her or Hermione for a long time. `` At first I denied everything, but then I couldn't. You're right field. I do constantly run that night in my head. No matter how heavy I try, it stays with me. I just wish it had never happened so that I could be with Hermione in peace…but I just can't. ``

'' Oh, Harry. '' She threw herself in his weapon system, and he almost decided to call this unanimous thing off. But he had to do this, for Hermione. She was close, almost at the portrait, there was no turning back now. He took Ginny's cheek in his hands and kissed her, imagining she was Hermione. He almost cried when he heard the portrait out-of-doors and saw the flame erupt from Hermione's mind.





A/N : Sucks, doesn't it. Next chapter : Hermione and Harry, the backwash, breaking it off with Ginny, Ron and Harry fight, meter go and we enter Hogsmead. Please Review .