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Ch. 1 Up and Gone

August 16th

It was bright and sunny, typical in Georgia, and perfect for this time of day. It was late August, and the sun was directly above them. Draco Malfoy was sitting on the porch swing of his summer home in Jesup, Georgia with his beautiful bride-to-be, Asha. He gave a short sigh and smelled his girl's hair. She sighed and turned to him. She gave a bright smile and sat straight up.

"I've just thought of something," Asha said. She looked positively estatic. Draco humored her. "Yes? What is it, honey?"

"Valerie Maria Malfoy." she said. She waited for a reaction. Nothing. "For the baby's name, Draco. The baby." Sudden realization hit him. "Oh, yeah Asha. Yeah, it's cute. But not nearly as cute as you," he said and leaned forward into a kiss. Asha returned it and when they finished, gave him a serious look. "But you do like it?"

Draco nodded and looked into Asha's eyes. Chocolate brown, same as her hair. She was only fourteen, but the way she looked and talked made her seem almost like an adult. He loved her from the first day they met, the first time she talked. They really clicked, like it was meant to happen.

Suddenly, the sky went black. Draco grabbed Asha by the arms and led her inside, facing her, her going backward. "Draco! What's happening? Draco!" Asha cried. Draco put his finger to her mouth as a 'quiet' gesture. She gave a tiny yelp and shut her mouth with her hands. Draco's eyes quickly adapted to the light, and he could see the scared face of Asha. Her eyes bright and alert with fear, it appeared that she was hyperventalating.

Draco hugged her to his chest so she could hear his heart beat. It was to reasure her that he was still there. After a minute or so, her breathing regulated, and she began to shed quiet tears. It was very cold. Even in the dark, Draco could see the breath of himself and Asha. Hers slightly faster.

Draco grabbed his wand. He spun around, as his instinct had warned him. There was a dementor standing in the doorway of the tiny trailer. Draco motioned for Asha to hide. He saw the dementor slowly floating toward Draco. "EXPECTO PATRONUM! EXPECTRO PATRONUM!" He yelled and a ram emerged from his wand. It ran toward the dementor. With a wave of it's hand, the ram vanished.

Draco was astonished. He began screaming various spells that may stop the dementor. Nothing worked. Behind him, the wall smashed and a second demenor glided in. It was headed straight for Asha! "Asha! RUN!" Draco yelled. Asha stood and looked around, wide eyed and terrified. Obviously, she couldn't hear him. He ran to her, he wrapped his arms around her then she vanished. She was gone. The darkness left and it was light outside again.

Draco ran oustide and looked around, daring to hope. He dropped to his knees and let out a frustrated scream to the sky. On this day, Draco Malfoy vowed to find Asha, and promised not to ever trust anyone again.

He apperated to his room in the Malfoy Manor. He went straight to the bathroom. He broke the blade from his razor, grabbed a wash cloth, and went to his bed to relieve the depression from himself and to feel pure and sinless. From this day foreward, he blamed himself for his unborne child and Asha's dissapearances. Some wounds will never heal, and watching the one you love dissapear before your eyes, is one of them.