An Eye for an Eye makes the Whole World Blind
Hello everybody this is my second fanfiction and the other one isn't even finished... anyways I hope you like this story please don't be too harsh.... I never said I was a fabulous writer... please review!
NOTE: every other chapter is Ginny POV so Ginny will be from one, three, five, and so on. The evens will be Draco and just in case ill mention briefly whose P.O.V.'s it is before I start the chapter.
SUMMERY: Draco is to blame for Percy's death and Ginny is out to kill whoever did it. But she doesn't know who did. Ginny all but falls in love with him, so what will happen when he confesses? An eye for an eye right?
(Ginny)
Chapter One: Every year
"Christmas! EVERYBODY!!!! Wake up its Christmas!" I flung myself out of bed and down the stairs, around the corner, through the kitchen and into the living room. The tree was lit up with candles and muggle lights (compliments of dad) and all sorts of ornaments wreathed around it. But I wasn't very interested in that. The huge pile of presents was waiting for me. Actually it was waiting for me, Mum, Dad, Percy, Bill, Bill's latest flame, Charlie, Charlie's wife, Fred, George, Ron, Harry, Harry's girlfriend, and Hermione, all of which I had to go screeching through the house to wake up.
"Ginny!!! You are seventeen years old and it is four in the morning, you should be plenty old enough to wait until at least dawn!" I recognized the groggy voice of my mother.
"I am the youngest! It is my job to wake up at the ass crack of dawn and scream Christmas! When someone has children, it can be their job!" I was sitting impatiently on the floor. Jeez, Fred and George usually join me at least! Well, then again I have no idea how late they went to bed last night...
"Ginny! Watch your language!" Mum said.
"Yeah, Ron you better get working on those kids! At least younger ones aren't so damned loud!" Fred and George, at least, were coming down the stairs, albeit slowly.
"Shut up Fred!" Ron and Hermione chorused. Fred and George snickered quietly. Ron had proposed to Hermione last month and had suffered dearly for it because of the twins; they seemed to think it was hilarious.
"FRED! Watch your language!"
"AHHHH!!!!!" The whole house shook as someone came crashing down the stairs. A flash of maroon sweater narrowed it down to Ron.
"Ron! Slow down!" Hermione walked down the stairs and into the living room, her eyes barely open.
Thump! Thumpthumpthumpthumpthump CRASH!
I looked over to see a pile of arms and legs, two heads of black hair and green and red pajamas.
"Harry! Virida! Join the madness!" Virida is Harry's girlfriend of six months.
"Ginny! For the eight millionth time! Call me Vi! Virida sounds like an old lady name!" Harry and herself picked each other up and straightened their robes.
"I love the name Virida! It's fabulous!" She only glared at me with her black eyes. Virida was really, really short, she couldn't be any taller than 5' 1" and was from an all Portuguese family. She was fluent in Spanish and had met Harry in the huge fight against Voldemort last year. Harry had thought she was on his side and almost killed her...
"Presents! WOOO!!! Brings back the good old Hogwarts days!" Harry came and sat down by me in front of the tree.
"You only got out of Hogwarts last year. It wasn't that long ago dear." I laughed at him.
Bill, Percy, mum, dad, and Charlie all walked down the stairs next, still groggy. They were shortly followed by Meg, Charlie's wife, and Bill's girlfriend Alana, who looked a little overwhelmed.
"If there were any less presents under that tree I would kick your-" Bill smiled.
"Bill! Watch your language!"
"Anyways! Presents!" Presents were something to count on every year, we'd done it through the worst times, when Voldemort was in power and when money was tighter than ever. We'd done it on Christmas, after Christmas, sometimes before Christmas, whenever was best. We'd made them, bought them, found them, but they were always there, every year.
As I looked around I suddenly realized I was practically the only one that was alone. Well, not alone per se but without someone, a boyfriend or husband of fiancée. Harry and Virida, Ron and Hermione, Bill and Alana, Charlie and Meg, Mum and Dad.... But then my stomach turned over when I thought of Percy. Penelope had been kidnapped by Death Eaters and as far as we could tell, she was dead. Which Percy refused to believe. He claimed that she was to strong and that they probably wanted her for a greater purpose anyways, so why would they kill her?
Then again why would they kill anyone? The hate and killing were all mindless and pointless, with no direct target or mission. Sure Voldemort wanted to destroy all good in the world, right along with the muggle borns and traitors, but what then? The world would be nothing, and as far as I can see, even Voldemort wouldn't like it. No one can be that completely heartless and if he ever did get to his goal he'd look back and wonder why. I know we'll win. Since when does good not win?
"Good morning Ginny. Did you eat sugar cubes this morning or something?" He smiled at me and i almost started to cry. Percy had been really depressed lately so I always loved it when he smiled.
"You know it. Actually no, you know those things make me sick!" This was an ongoing joke; when I was four I ate a whole bunch of sugar cubes on Christmas morning and almost had an aneurism or something, I was so hyper. Finally mum had made me run twenty laps around the house and I giggled the whole way, only to come in and streak up and down the stairs until I collapsed.
"I get to go first!" Fred flung himself at the pile and disappeared beneath the presents, returning a moment later with one very small box.
"Awwww! From George! I'm touched!" Fred looked at the small square box and started laughing hysterically. "Are you going to propose to me?"
George looked disgusted. "What do you think? Open the blasted box, you dolt!"
Fred looked suspicious. He shrugged and ripped off the wrapping, and a huge black claw reached out and grabbed hold of his face. AHHHHH!!!!
He screeched like a girl and ran screaming out of the room, the claw still trying to rip his head off.
Mum glared at George.
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Several hours later everyone was sitting down to a nice, and absolutely humongous breakfast. Platters of waffles, pancakes, sausages, bacon and eggs were all down the table and I was almost drooling from the smell. Everyone had cups of coffee and there was milk and orange juice too. I had a feeling we weren't going to have any trouble in finishing it though because there were, after all, fourteen of us.
"So, have you guys set a date?" Harry leaned back in his chair and sighed, completely content.
"No, but we were thinking in May possibly. I thought Mione here would have a fit and need at least three months more than that but she said that'd be fine." Ron had his arm around Hermione, who was smiling slightly.
"That's fabulous dear! The weather will be just grand in May!" Mum looked like she was going to start crying or something so I decided to change the subject.
"Have you two set a date?" I raised my eyebrows at Harry, and Virida who was leaning against Harry's shoulder with his arm around her. Harry glared at me. But there was the tiniest of sparkles in his eye so I knew he didn't really mind.
"What's that supposed to mean? You psychopath." Virida just laughed even though she didn't get the full gist of what I was talking about. Hermione, Ron and myself are Harry's best friends, so he'd told us three days before Virida had gotten here that he planned on proposing to her, on Christmas if at all possible.
"Just kidding, calm yourself." I put another waffle on my plate and a mushroom omelet.
Bill was talking to Alana, who looked appalled. Charlie was talking to Meg and Percy, both of whom were laughing, and mum and dad were laughing about something.
All was good. The rest of the day passed slowly, and I had a fabulous time talking to Harry and Ron who I hadn't seen since summer. Harry and Ron were in the middle of auror training and Hermione was a teacher at Hogwarts, so I got to see Hermione a lot.
Finally, very late at night, after stuffing our faces once again at dinner laid down in my bed. I opened my book and started to write. I call my journal my book because journal and diary sounded stupid. Hey! I'm going to go write in my journal! No. Dumb. After I scribbled a few paragraphs I could barely keep my eyes open and I laid the book down on the floor next to my bed and fell asleep.
"Ginny! Ginny! Wake up! Now! You have to get up!" Someone was shaking me.
"Whaaa? Is still dark out! What's we gotta do?" The arms that belonged to the voice picked me up and set me down standing up.
"Ginny! Wake up!" I could see it was Harry now and I immediately woke up. Harry looked panicked and if Harry looked panicked, there was something big to be panicked about. "Run! Run to the fire and go to Hogsmeade! Don't argue!" Harry rushed out of the room, and he burst into the hallway right behind Ron, who had just come barreling out of the room with Hermione.
"Harry! Get Ginny! Where's Ginny!?" Ron screamed over the bangs and shouts of downstairs.
"Got her! Keep going, she's going to go to Hogsmeade!" Ron nodded and I followed right behind them down the stairs, and to the fire. I got a pinch of floo powder and was about to throw it in the fire when I stopped. What was I doing? My whole family could be in the house, fighting something, probably Death Eaters, and I was about ready to escape to Hogsmeade? I didn't think so.
I pulled out my wand and decided to establish what the threat was. I ran quietly to the door of the living room and slowly looked around the edge. Sure enough, three or four death eaters were in the room, fighting with Mum, Dad, Fred and Percy. I could here more in the kitchen, probably George and Charlie by the sound of it.
I jumped out from behind the door and since the Death Eaters had their backs to me, they didn't have a chance. "Stupefy!" I shouted at the top of my lungs. One fell to the ground and I shot another spell at the one that was across from Percy, who shot a spell at the third one as he twirled around, trying to see who was cursing his men.
"Ginny! What are you doing here? Harry said you were flooing to Hogsmeade!" Mom looked outraged and I rolled my eyes before beckoning them to follow me as I ran out the door.
I went to the kitchen and could tell the Death Eaters were, once again, with their backs to me. BAMB! I kicked the door open and it hit a person, who smashed against the wall to my right. There were three more, against George, Charlie and Harry. Harry's eyes widened when he saw me and he almost missed the opportunity to curse the Death Eaters that had turned their backs on him.
The house was very silent for a moment before there was a resounding bang from upstairs.
"Ron and Hermione! And Virida and..." Harry stopped talking; he looked scared as he ran out of the room, all of us following him. I was the last one out the door and I took all the Death Eaters wands before following.
The noise had stopped from upstairs and that worried me greatly, silence meant someone had won. I'm sure they're fine, I'm sure they're fine, I'm sure they're fine... I kept on telling myself that over and over as we ran through the house.
We finally reached Mum and Dad's bedroom, where we could see movement and hear people talking quietly. Harry, Mum, Dad, Percy, Fred, George, Bill and Charlie walked into the room in a group, blocking me from sight completely.
"Stop! Move and she dies!" I stood on my tiptoes and saw a black masked figure holding Hermione around the neck with his wand pointed at her head. I almost screamed but held it in. This was no time to lose it.
Ron's eyes were wide and his wand was in shaking fists at his side. I knew he'd never been more scared in his life. I thought for a moment as everyone else silently looked on at the scene before them.
Harry was eyeing Virida, who was in the corner nursing a bleeding arm. She was looking with fearful eyes towards Hermione. Meg and Alana were standing straight up, there arms stiff at their sides and their wands were swinging slightly, as if they couldn't decide whether or not to try and curse him.
I backed up slightly, the Death Eater hadn't seen me yet and I figured it might help. I could still slightly see the room through the crack by the hinges and I noticed the Death Eater was standing in front of a window. An unlocked window. I backed up even more, making sure no one drew attention to me, this had to be unexpected.
"What do you want us to do?" Harry looked slightly desperate but kept his cool.
"Become Death Eaters! It' as simple as that and you can have all your loved ones back!" I snorted at the Death Eater's words. Like that'd ever happen.
Back down the stairs, through the entry hall and out the door. I gasped. It was freezing! I wrapped my arms around myself and hauled ass around the house, stopping when I was under the window to Mum and Dad's room.
"Wingardium Leviosa!" I had never tried the spell on a human, let alone myself so I prayed to God it would work, if it didn't, I had just ditched my family and friends, especially Hermione. I didn't have much time to dwell on those thoughts though; I was three feet off the ground and slowly rising. I flicked my wand a tiny bit and I rose a foot or so. I did this until my head was level with the bottom of the window. If I just popped up, everyone's eyes would go to me and the Death Eater would know something was behind him.
I slowly inched my way up to about halfway up the window. Harry hadn't noticed me, he was still talking earnestly with the Death Eater, but Meg and Alana were looking at me like I was crazy. I motioned for them not to move then I unlocked the window with alhomora. I knew this window squeaked so I tried to cast a silencing charm over it, even though my silencing charms rarely worked.
I braced myself, grabbed the window and ripped it open. I let a huge breath, the silencing charm had worked! But by now everybody in the room was aware of my presence except the Death Eater and Hermione. Harry had even glanced up and looked amazed but had quickly gone back to talking with the Death Eater.
I climbed in the window, stood right behind the Death Eater and screamed stupefy. He fell to the ground and Hermione twirled around, trying to see who had just done that. As far as she knew, everyone was behind the door.
"Ginny! Thank you so much! Thank you, thank you, thank you!" Hermione grabbed me and almost squeezed the life out of me.
"Hermione... Hermione! I can't breathe!" I laughed.
Ron had silent tears running down his face as he flung himself across the room and onto Hermione. Bill, Charlie and Harry did almost the same to Alana, Meg and Virida. Mum was holding onto Dad weakly, it looked like she might faint any second, either because she was so relieved or so scared, I couldn't tell. Percy gave dad a weak hug, a small smile on his face, like the whole scene had happened a little to fast for him and he was still amazed.
"Ginny! What were you thinking!?" Percy scolded but he was grinning, I knew he was proud of me. My legs were shaking and I realized just how scared I had been. That could have gone a lot worse.
"WOOO WOO!!!" Alana whooped and punched the air like a corny sports victory.
"Whoa, won't some of the Death Eaters wake up? We don't want to have to fight them all over again!" Bill walked towards the door but I stopped him.
"I took the wands away from the ones in the Kitchen, but I don't know about the ones in the living room.
"I cast a different spell over the ones in the living room; they won't wake up for days, maybe even weeks." Hermione smiled and gave Ron another huge hug.
An hour or so later, a dozen aurors were crawling all over the house and the Death Eaters had been taken away to Azkaban until they could hold a trial.
It was eight the next morning before I finally got to go back to sleep and I didn't even hit the pillow before my eyes closed and I was all but gone.
"Malfoy? What are you doing here?" I was in a dark room, leaning against a wall, with Draco Malfoy across from me of all people.
"What are you doing here?" He looked like he had just woken up, his eyes were squinting and he looked just as confused as I felt.
"Oh no", he said, "It's my father; he's got us down here! Shit!!! Shit, shit, shit!" His face became even paler than normal.
I stared at him... "What do you mean your fathers got you down here? Why would he lock you down here?"
He looked at me like I was nuts. "You think my father cares? My father hates me after-"
And then.... I wasn't in the room anymore. A dream! That's what it was, a dream. I leaned back on my bed and let out a gasp of air.
Malfoy had changed, I'll be the first one to admit it but the possibility of him not taking the route the rest of his family had? Highly unlikely. Even if he wasn't excited about it or didn't particularly want to do it, he'd be more interested in self-preservation which meant he had no choice but to become a Death Eater.
I had no doubt in my mind that Voldemort would kill him, but his father? Would his father do that to his son? I thought of Barty Crouch Jr., oh yes, that might just be how it is. The Dark Lord was merciless I knew that but I guess I'd never really thought of how heartless he could make his followers.
I looked out the window for the first time that morning... or night actually. It was either still dark out or I'd slept for a really long time; but I felt well rested so I figured I'd slept the day away.
The summer before we had magically attached a small balcony to my room, so I could open a door and sit out on it whenever I wanted. I loved it and I spent about as much time out there as I did in my main room. The stars were amazingly bright, like they always were. Not like the huge muggle cities that had so much pollution and 'electricity' or whatever it was called to see hardly any of them.
I sighed. I had a week left of Christmas holidays and I didn't really want to go back to school. I knew I'd miss school when I left but I didn't like very many people in my year, except for a couple close friends. I was sitting on the edge of the balcony, with my feet hanging off the other side. My mum hated it when I did this so I usually didn't when she was around. I looked down and I could see a few aurors milling about, their wands drawn.
There was a tiny breeze blowing by me, and I started to notice tiny snowflakes landing on me and melting. I rubbed my shoulders with my hands and went inside, thinking about Malfoy and the Dark Lord again until I fell asleep. If I had any more dreams I didn't remember them.
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Hello everybody this is my second fanfiction and the other one isn't even finished... anyways I hope you like this story please don't be too harsh.... I never said I was a fabulous writer... please review!
NOTE: every other chapter is Ginny POV so Ginny will be from one, three, five, and so on. The evens will be Draco and just in case ill mention briefly whose P.O.V.'s it is before I start the chapter.
SUMMERY: Draco is to blame for Percy's death and Ginny is out to kill whoever did it. But she doesn't know who did. Ginny all but falls in love with him, so what will happen when he confesses? An eye for an eye right?
(Ginny)
Chapter One: Every year
"Christmas! EVERYBODY!!!! Wake up its Christmas!" I flung myself out of bed and down the stairs, around the corner, through the kitchen and into the living room. The tree was lit up with candles and muggle lights (compliments of dad) and all sorts of ornaments wreathed around it. But I wasn't very interested in that. The huge pile of presents was waiting for me. Actually it was waiting for me, Mum, Dad, Percy, Bill, Bill's latest flame, Charlie, Charlie's wife, Fred, George, Ron, Harry, Harry's girlfriend, and Hermione, all of which I had to go screeching through the house to wake up.
"Ginny!!! You are seventeen years old and it is four in the morning, you should be plenty old enough to wait until at least dawn!" I recognized the groggy voice of my mother.
"I am the youngest! It is my job to wake up at the ass crack of dawn and scream Christmas! When someone has children, it can be their job!" I was sitting impatiently on the floor. Jeez, Fred and George usually join me at least! Well, then again I have no idea how late they went to bed last night...
"Ginny! Watch your language!" Mum said.
"Yeah, Ron you better get working on those kids! At least younger ones aren't so damned loud!" Fred and George, at least, were coming down the stairs, albeit slowly.
"Shut up Fred!" Ron and Hermione chorused. Fred and George snickered quietly. Ron had proposed to Hermione last month and had suffered dearly for it because of the twins; they seemed to think it was hilarious.
"FRED! Watch your language!"
"AHHHH!!!!!" The whole house shook as someone came crashing down the stairs. A flash of maroon sweater narrowed it down to Ron.
"Ron! Slow down!" Hermione walked down the stairs and into the living room, her eyes barely open.
Thump! Thumpthumpthumpthumpthump CRASH!
I looked over to see a pile of arms and legs, two heads of black hair and green and red pajamas.
"Harry! Virida! Join the madness!" Virida is Harry's girlfriend of six months.
"Ginny! For the eight millionth time! Call me Vi! Virida sounds like an old lady name!" Harry and herself picked each other up and straightened their robes.
"I love the name Virida! It's fabulous!" She only glared at me with her black eyes. Virida was really, really short, she couldn't be any taller than 5' 1" and was from an all Portuguese family. She was fluent in Spanish and had met Harry in the huge fight against Voldemort last year. Harry had thought she was on his side and almost killed her...
"Presents! WOOO!!! Brings back the good old Hogwarts days!" Harry came and sat down by me in front of the tree.
"You only got out of Hogwarts last year. It wasn't that long ago dear." I laughed at him.
Bill, Percy, mum, dad, and Charlie all walked down the stairs next, still groggy. They were shortly followed by Meg, Charlie's wife, and Bill's girlfriend Alana, who looked a little overwhelmed.
"If there were any less presents under that tree I would kick your-" Bill smiled.
"Bill! Watch your language!"
"Anyways! Presents!" Presents were something to count on every year, we'd done it through the worst times, when Voldemort was in power and when money was tighter than ever. We'd done it on Christmas, after Christmas, sometimes before Christmas, whenever was best. We'd made them, bought them, found them, but they were always there, every year.
As I looked around I suddenly realized I was practically the only one that was alone. Well, not alone per se but without someone, a boyfriend or husband of fiancée. Harry and Virida, Ron and Hermione, Bill and Alana, Charlie and Meg, Mum and Dad.... But then my stomach turned over when I thought of Percy. Penelope had been kidnapped by Death Eaters and as far as we could tell, she was dead. Which Percy refused to believe. He claimed that she was to strong and that they probably wanted her for a greater purpose anyways, so why would they kill her?
Then again why would they kill anyone? The hate and killing were all mindless and pointless, with no direct target or mission. Sure Voldemort wanted to destroy all good in the world, right along with the muggle borns and traitors, but what then? The world would be nothing, and as far as I can see, even Voldemort wouldn't like it. No one can be that completely heartless and if he ever did get to his goal he'd look back and wonder why. I know we'll win. Since when does good not win?
"Good morning Ginny. Did you eat sugar cubes this morning or something?" He smiled at me and i almost started to cry. Percy had been really depressed lately so I always loved it when he smiled.
"You know it. Actually no, you know those things make me sick!" This was an ongoing joke; when I was four I ate a whole bunch of sugar cubes on Christmas morning and almost had an aneurism or something, I was so hyper. Finally mum had made me run twenty laps around the house and I giggled the whole way, only to come in and streak up and down the stairs until I collapsed.
"I get to go first!" Fred flung himself at the pile and disappeared beneath the presents, returning a moment later with one very small box.
"Awwww! From George! I'm touched!" Fred looked at the small square box and started laughing hysterically. "Are you going to propose to me?"
George looked disgusted. "What do you think? Open the blasted box, you dolt!"
Fred looked suspicious. He shrugged and ripped off the wrapping, and a huge black claw reached out and grabbed hold of his face. AHHHHH!!!!
He screeched like a girl and ran screaming out of the room, the claw still trying to rip his head off.
Mum glared at George.
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Several hours later everyone was sitting down to a nice, and absolutely humongous breakfast. Platters of waffles, pancakes, sausages, bacon and eggs were all down the table and I was almost drooling from the smell. Everyone had cups of coffee and there was milk and orange juice too. I had a feeling we weren't going to have any trouble in finishing it though because there were, after all, fourteen of us.
"So, have you guys set a date?" Harry leaned back in his chair and sighed, completely content.
"No, but we were thinking in May possibly. I thought Mione here would have a fit and need at least three months more than that but she said that'd be fine." Ron had his arm around Hermione, who was smiling slightly.
"That's fabulous dear! The weather will be just grand in May!" Mum looked like she was going to start crying or something so I decided to change the subject.
"Have you two set a date?" I raised my eyebrows at Harry, and Virida who was leaning against Harry's shoulder with his arm around her. Harry glared at me. But there was the tiniest of sparkles in his eye so I knew he didn't really mind.
"What's that supposed to mean? You psychopath." Virida just laughed even though she didn't get the full gist of what I was talking about. Hermione, Ron and myself are Harry's best friends, so he'd told us three days before Virida had gotten here that he planned on proposing to her, on Christmas if at all possible.
"Just kidding, calm yourself." I put another waffle on my plate and a mushroom omelet.
Bill was talking to Alana, who looked appalled. Charlie was talking to Meg and Percy, both of whom were laughing, and mum and dad were laughing about something.
All was good. The rest of the day passed slowly, and I had a fabulous time talking to Harry and Ron who I hadn't seen since summer. Harry and Ron were in the middle of auror training and Hermione was a teacher at Hogwarts, so I got to see Hermione a lot.
Finally, very late at night, after stuffing our faces once again at dinner laid down in my bed. I opened my book and started to write. I call my journal my book because journal and diary sounded stupid. Hey! I'm going to go write in my journal! No. Dumb. After I scribbled a few paragraphs I could barely keep my eyes open and I laid the book down on the floor next to my bed and fell asleep.
"Ginny! Ginny! Wake up! Now! You have to get up!" Someone was shaking me.
"Whaaa? Is still dark out! What's we gotta do?" The arms that belonged to the voice picked me up and set me down standing up.
"Ginny! Wake up!" I could see it was Harry now and I immediately woke up. Harry looked panicked and if Harry looked panicked, there was something big to be panicked about. "Run! Run to the fire and go to Hogsmeade! Don't argue!" Harry rushed out of the room, and he burst into the hallway right behind Ron, who had just come barreling out of the room with Hermione.
"Harry! Get Ginny! Where's Ginny!?" Ron screamed over the bangs and shouts of downstairs.
"Got her! Keep going, she's going to go to Hogsmeade!" Ron nodded and I followed right behind them down the stairs, and to the fire. I got a pinch of floo powder and was about to throw it in the fire when I stopped. What was I doing? My whole family could be in the house, fighting something, probably Death Eaters, and I was about ready to escape to Hogsmeade? I didn't think so.
I pulled out my wand and decided to establish what the threat was. I ran quietly to the door of the living room and slowly looked around the edge. Sure enough, three or four death eaters were in the room, fighting with Mum, Dad, Fred and Percy. I could here more in the kitchen, probably George and Charlie by the sound of it.
I jumped out from behind the door and since the Death Eaters had their backs to me, they didn't have a chance. "Stupefy!" I shouted at the top of my lungs. One fell to the ground and I shot another spell at the one that was across from Percy, who shot a spell at the third one as he twirled around, trying to see who was cursing his men.
"Ginny! What are you doing here? Harry said you were flooing to Hogsmeade!" Mom looked outraged and I rolled my eyes before beckoning them to follow me as I ran out the door.
I went to the kitchen and could tell the Death Eaters were, once again, with their backs to me. BAMB! I kicked the door open and it hit a person, who smashed against the wall to my right. There were three more, against George, Charlie and Harry. Harry's eyes widened when he saw me and he almost missed the opportunity to curse the Death Eaters that had turned their backs on him.
The house was very silent for a moment before there was a resounding bang from upstairs.
"Ron and Hermione! And Virida and..." Harry stopped talking; he looked scared as he ran out of the room, all of us following him. I was the last one out the door and I took all the Death Eaters wands before following.
The noise had stopped from upstairs and that worried me greatly, silence meant someone had won. I'm sure they're fine, I'm sure they're fine, I'm sure they're fine... I kept on telling myself that over and over as we ran through the house.
We finally reached Mum and Dad's bedroom, where we could see movement and hear people talking quietly. Harry, Mum, Dad, Percy, Fred, George, Bill and Charlie walked into the room in a group, blocking me from sight completely.
"Stop! Move and she dies!" I stood on my tiptoes and saw a black masked figure holding Hermione around the neck with his wand pointed at her head. I almost screamed but held it in. This was no time to lose it.
Ron's eyes were wide and his wand was in shaking fists at his side. I knew he'd never been more scared in his life. I thought for a moment as everyone else silently looked on at the scene before them.
Harry was eyeing Virida, who was in the corner nursing a bleeding arm. She was looking with fearful eyes towards Hermione. Meg and Alana were standing straight up, there arms stiff at their sides and their wands were swinging slightly, as if they couldn't decide whether or not to try and curse him.
I backed up slightly, the Death Eater hadn't seen me yet and I figured it might help. I could still slightly see the room through the crack by the hinges and I noticed the Death Eater was standing in front of a window. An unlocked window. I backed up even more, making sure no one drew attention to me, this had to be unexpected.
"What do you want us to do?" Harry looked slightly desperate but kept his cool.
"Become Death Eaters! It' as simple as that and you can have all your loved ones back!" I snorted at the Death Eater's words. Like that'd ever happen.
Back down the stairs, through the entry hall and out the door. I gasped. It was freezing! I wrapped my arms around myself and hauled ass around the house, stopping when I was under the window to Mum and Dad's room.
"Wingardium Leviosa!" I had never tried the spell on a human, let alone myself so I prayed to God it would work, if it didn't, I had just ditched my family and friends, especially Hermione. I didn't have much time to dwell on those thoughts though; I was three feet off the ground and slowly rising. I flicked my wand a tiny bit and I rose a foot or so. I did this until my head was level with the bottom of the window. If I just popped up, everyone's eyes would go to me and the Death Eater would know something was behind him.
I slowly inched my way up to about halfway up the window. Harry hadn't noticed me, he was still talking earnestly with the Death Eater, but Meg and Alana were looking at me like I was crazy. I motioned for them not to move then I unlocked the window with alhomora. I knew this window squeaked so I tried to cast a silencing charm over it, even though my silencing charms rarely worked.
I braced myself, grabbed the window and ripped it open. I let a huge breath, the silencing charm had worked! But by now everybody in the room was aware of my presence except the Death Eater and Hermione. Harry had even glanced up and looked amazed but had quickly gone back to talking with the Death Eater.
I climbed in the window, stood right behind the Death Eater and screamed stupefy. He fell to the ground and Hermione twirled around, trying to see who had just done that. As far as she knew, everyone was behind the door.
"Ginny! Thank you so much! Thank you, thank you, thank you!" Hermione grabbed me and almost squeezed the life out of me.
"Hermione... Hermione! I can't breathe!" I laughed.
Ron had silent tears running down his face as he flung himself across the room and onto Hermione. Bill, Charlie and Harry did almost the same to Alana, Meg and Virida. Mum was holding onto Dad weakly, it looked like she might faint any second, either because she was so relieved or so scared, I couldn't tell. Percy gave dad a weak hug, a small smile on his face, like the whole scene had happened a little to fast for him and he was still amazed.
"Ginny! What were you thinking!?" Percy scolded but he was grinning, I knew he was proud of me. My legs were shaking and I realized just how scared I had been. That could have gone a lot worse.
"WOOO WOO!!!" Alana whooped and punched the air like a corny sports victory.
"Whoa, won't some of the Death Eaters wake up? We don't want to have to fight them all over again!" Bill walked towards the door but I stopped him.
"I took the wands away from the ones in the Kitchen, but I don't know about the ones in the living room.
"I cast a different spell over the ones in the living room; they won't wake up for days, maybe even weeks." Hermione smiled and gave Ron another huge hug.
An hour or so later, a dozen aurors were crawling all over the house and the Death Eaters had been taken away to Azkaban until they could hold a trial.
It was eight the next morning before I finally got to go back to sleep and I didn't even hit the pillow before my eyes closed and I was all but gone.
"Malfoy? What are you doing here?" I was in a dark room, leaning against a wall, with Draco Malfoy across from me of all people.
"What are you doing here?" He looked like he had just woken up, his eyes were squinting and he looked just as confused as I felt.
"Oh no", he said, "It's my father; he's got us down here! Shit!!! Shit, shit, shit!" His face became even paler than normal.
I stared at him... "What do you mean your fathers got you down here? Why would he lock you down here?"
He looked at me like I was nuts. "You think my father cares? My father hates me after-"
And then.... I wasn't in the room anymore. A dream! That's what it was, a dream. I leaned back on my bed and let out a gasp of air.
Malfoy had changed, I'll be the first one to admit it but the possibility of him not taking the route the rest of his family had? Highly unlikely. Even if he wasn't excited about it or didn't particularly want to do it, he'd be more interested in self-preservation which meant he had no choice but to become a Death Eater.
I had no doubt in my mind that Voldemort would kill him, but his father? Would his father do that to his son? I thought of Barty Crouch Jr., oh yes, that might just be how it is. The Dark Lord was merciless I knew that but I guess I'd never really thought of how heartless he could make his followers.
I looked out the window for the first time that morning... or night actually. It was either still dark out or I'd slept for a really long time; but I felt well rested so I figured I'd slept the day away.
The summer before we had magically attached a small balcony to my room, so I could open a door and sit out on it whenever I wanted. I loved it and I spent about as much time out there as I did in my main room. The stars were amazingly bright, like they always were. Not like the huge muggle cities that had so much pollution and 'electricity' or whatever it was called to see hardly any of them.
I sighed. I had a week left of Christmas holidays and I didn't really want to go back to school. I knew I'd miss school when I left but I didn't like very many people in my year, except for a couple close friends. I was sitting on the edge of the balcony, with my feet hanging off the other side. My mum hated it when I did this so I usually didn't when she was around. I looked down and I could see a few aurors milling about, their wands drawn.
There was a tiny breeze blowing by me, and I started to notice tiny snowflakes landing on me and melting. I rubbed my shoulders with my hands and went inside, thinking about Malfoy and the Dark Lord again until I fell asleep. If I had any more dreams I didn't remember them.
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