HERE IT IS. THE BEGINING OF THE OPPOSITES ATTRACT SEQUEL. OMG SO EXCITED. HAHAHAHA ENJOY MY LOVELIES. xo
"The Dark Lord will still be you after us, you know, Harry," said Draco as he and Ginny lounged back together on one of the dark leather sofas in the Slytherin common room.
"Shush, Draco," frowned Hermione, who was sat on Harry's knee opposite. "There's no point worrying him unnecessarily."
The blonde just shrugged, opening his mouth to say something else but his girlfriend shut him up with a finger on his lips.
It was a month since Harry's 'resurrection' as Hermione liked to call it, and not much had changed during those few weeks. Ron remained irritated and disapproving as ever, and by now the whole school knew of the two forbidden couples. Professor Snape had started looking down his long nose even more severely at Hermione, and Professor McGonagall had been pretty stiff with the two Gryffindors. Cho Chang took every moment she could get to snigger and scowl at Hermione, Pansy Parkinson and a group of her Slytherin friends made the effort to talk loudly about her whenever she passed, and Hermione's roommates Lavender Brown and Parvati Patil had become distant with her. Hermione didn't mind though; she had Harry.
"I think Draco's got a point." Harry spoke for the first time over his girlfriend's shoulder. The other three turned to look at him; Hermione wrapping her arms round his neck and facing him. "We're not safe here. Not only from the Dark Lord, but the Ministry too. They might know... they might know we're Death Eaters."
Ginny gave a shudder and leant into Draco. "I hate the fact that because of us, you're always on the run. Maybe you'd just be better off without us."
"Don't start that," said Draco firmly, "me and Harry would be lost without you two. I don't care if I have to hide for the rest of my life, as long as I've got you."
The redhead gave a fond smile and leaned up to kiss him.
"I hate how you two are with You-Know-Who," Hermione sighed, leaning back against Harry's shoulder. "It's just... I don't know... I know it's not your fault, but-''
"We don't properly support him though," Harry reassured her gently, "it was pretty much Death Eater or death."
"Yep," agreed Draco, slinging an arm around Ginny, "we're probably the most cowardly of Death Eaters you know."
Ginny laughed, and Hermione kissed Harry on the cheek. "You're the bravest boys ever."
"We wish," smiled Draco. He glanced up at the carriage clock. "Merlin – it's midnight already! Wondered why the common room was so empty."
The two Gryffindors got to their feet; the Slytherins followed suit.
"See ya at breakfast then," grinned Ginny, placing her arms around Draco's neck and kissing him.
"Bye," murmured Hermione, hugging her boyfriend tightly before planting a kiss on his lips.
The boys guided the girls to the door, and kissed them one last time before they stepped out of the common room, and back to their own dormitory for the night.
The next morning was cold and miserable. Rain pounded the windows and the wind howled. Hermione and Ginny went down to breakfast, brighter than the weather, but were not met by Harry and Draco. Instead, all faces turned to them and whispering broke out.
"What's going on?" muttered Hermione, sticking close to Ginny as they made their way to the Gryffindor table. As soon as they sat down next to two first-years, the first-years got hurriedly to their feet and left the hall.
"I don't know," said Ginny, looking anxiously around the room. They were out of sight from most now, but both could still feel eyes boring into them and hear the uncomfortable whispers all around.
"Haven't you seen it?" Dean Thomas moved up beside them. His face was unreadable as he passed them a copy of The Daily Prophet. Both girls looked down at the page facing them.
SCHOOLBOY DEATH EATERS WANTED
Harry Potter and Draco Malfoy. Both fifteen years old. Potter is medium height with dark hair, glasses, and a lightning-shaped scar on his forehead. Malfoy is medium height with blonde hair, pale skin and brown eyes. If anyone knows of their school or whereabouts please send an owl to the following address. Reward: 10,000 galleons.
The text took a while to sink in. Ginny turned white and clapped a hand over her mouth. Hermione just stared, open-mouthed at the black print. Dean tugged the paper back and walked back to Seamus, leaving the two girls sat staring.
"D – do you think they've seen it?" Ginny whispered.
Hermione nodded, getting quickly to her feet. "Come on."
The two of them ran as fast as they could out of the Great Hall, down the stairs to the dungeons, to the Slytherin common room, up to the dormitory...
They skidded to a halt outside the dormitory Draco and Harry resided in. Hermione grabbed the handle and pulled. As the door creaked open, it became clear the dormitory was empty. Ginny, now breathing heavily and shaking, hurried into the room and looked frantically behind all the beds. "Draco? Draco? Harry?"
Hermione followed slowly, her eyes wide and her expression disbelieving. "No... no..."
"They've taken them," Ginny whispered, crumbling like a ruin to the floor and bursting into tears. "They've gone. THEY'VE GONE!"
"No!" Hermione cried, searching desperately, lifting every cover and looking under every surface. She knew in her heart, though, that Ginny was right. They were both, well and truly, gone. She, too, sank down, onto Harry's bed. The covers were still warm; she could still smell him and almost feel him. Ginny was crumpled up on the floor. Her screaming was incoherent. Hermione could only make out three words: they've taken them.
OMG HOW MUCH DO I LOVE WRITING THIS. Haha, there's something about this storyline that it just flows out of my fingers, there's always something to put. I haven't half missed these characters. Hope you guys are enjoying the sequel so far. I kinda rushed into the action sorry, haha. I'll update again soon xo
