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Alyce
Scream
(Ron's POV)
Sometimes when I'm alone I can almost hear her calling my name, chastising me in that voice she used to do, I can imagine her bushy hair and fiery eyes. I can feel her hands on my arms; smell that lavender stuff she'd wear sometimes. And then reality would come back and it would all crumble and I'd realize that it wasn't her calling me, wasn't her phantom touches I was feeling, it was just my imagination.
I took another shot of the fire whiskey and winced as it burned a trail down my throat. The whiskey had been Dean's but as a Prefect it gave me the authority to confiscate it. I had better uses of it anyway. I looked down at the photo of Hermione, she hadn't known I had taken it, so much was her concentration on the homework she was doing. Her photo self looked up, eyes widening and then she smiled, that small smile she had only for me before tucking her hair behind her ear and looking back down at her books.
Why did she have to leave us? Why did this have to happen to her?! Angry tears flooded my eyes and I took a long gulp of the whiskey straight from the bottle, letting the amber liquid liquefy my thoughts, smoothing them away…letting my forget about my bushy haired witch…
*Lavenders POV*
I found him in his room, he took a shot just as I walked in, there was a fallen picture of Hermione by his bed, the glass was broken her photo self looking a bit disgruntled.
"Ronald…" He looked up at my voice giving me a lopsided grin. Lazy green eyes blinked at me.
"Hey Lavner..." he dropped the glass and held his hands out to me, "C'mere, let me hol' you eh pet?" He smiled blinking slowly. I went to him sitting next to him on the bed and let him wrap his arms about me.
"What did you do to the picture?" I wasn't angry, how could I be? It was no secret that he and Hermione were on the road to a relationship before she was taken. And no matter how hard he will try and forget her, he won't…But even knowing that I can't seem to give him up.
"Broke it Lav, she's gone n'ever gonna come back ta me so I don' need a bloody pic-a-ture to remember her!" he squeezed me slurring his words,
"I've got you n's all I n-need cause you'll never leave me right?"
I looked over at him, he peered down at me with wide glossy eyes, and I couldn't tell him no…
"Make love to me lav," he giggled at his own words, giggled! "Love lav, haha, lav loves me," he leaned towards me capturing my mouth in a sloppy kiss, dropping us back onto the bed in an ungraceful tangle of limbs. As he trailed sloppy kisses down my neck I was left staring up at the ceiling and wondering if this was what I really wanted…
March 1998
"Stupid Bloody Ministry!" Ginny stormed into the common room angrily flinging down the paper. I looked up from the book in my lap confused.
"Did you hear?!" she took out a letter and thrust it in my hands, "Dad just wrote said that the Ministry is thinking of passing a marriage law to promote unity among purebloods and Muggle borne's!" brown eyes blazing she threw herself into the over stuffed chair by the fire, "Are they retarded! They are sending these poor witches to slaughter!"
I looked down at the letter in my hands.
Dear Ginny,
I've just heard from your father that the Ministry is passing a marriage law. It hasn't come into affect as of yet but within three months your father says it will be. As you are underage it will not affect you but I'm afraid Harry will be of age in just a few months and it will force him to pick a bride as well as Ron. I thought it best you hear it from me now than in the paper later. Your father is working on a way to throw it out but it doesn't seem good I'm afraid. Inform Harry and Ron I will owl you soon.
Love Mum
I made a face looking up at her, "Why are you so upset? You're safe."
"But Hermione isn't." she replied angrily, I looked away from her.
"Don't start that again Ginny please, Kingsley as well as Mad Eye said it was unlikely that she was still alive. The school held a memorial for her last month! Mad Eye said it was only a matter of time before her body showed up to."
"She isn't dead Ronald!" Ginny jumped to her feet, "And I cannot believe you would just accept that she's dead when you know in your heart she isn't. She's out there right now! Probably being tortured for information and you're here fucking the shit out of Lavender Bloody Brown!"
"Ginny!" Harry sounded surprised, I wasn't. Glaring at my sister I replied, "Just shut the hell up!"
"Why are you trying to forget her?"
"Because she's dead!" I exclaimed, "It's been months Ginny she isn't coming back! Let it go!"
The smaller redhead jabbed a finger in my chest, "You keep telling yourself that Ron." Then she turned on her heal and strode out of the common room. Angrily I flung my Herbology book across the room.
A moment later two giggling witches entered and I looked up at the smiling faces of Lavender and Parvati.
"Hello Ron." Lavender smiled shyly, I couldn't return the smile. "Is something wrong?" she asked frowning.
Parvati excused herself and went up to the girl's dormitory.
"Nothing." I replied angrily, she glared at me.
"No need to get snippy," I grabbed her wrist as she walked by.
"I'm sorry I'm not having a goodnight…"she smoothed blonde hair away from her face, I swallowed.
"D-do you want to take a walk?" I asked.
She gave me a look, "Are you going to snap at me for no reason?"
"No," I kissed the inside of her wrist, "I said I was sorry."
"Fine, "she rolled her eyes, but smiled "Let me get my jacket."
I watched her disappear up the stairs wishing with every fiber of my being that she was Hermione instead.
*Hermione's POV*
He was back again, leaning against the wall, legs crossed at the ankles but he wasn't smirking. I think it was a little too graphic even for him. Lucius Malfoy gripped my hips harder, breath tickling my neck as he slammed in and out of me. I closed my eyes, skin burning with embarrassment, nails digging into the cement floor.
When he was at last finished, the death eater let me slid onto my stomach, body trembling. There was sweat on my skin, my breath coming in fast gasps. A small spider scurried past my fingers, into a hole in the wall. My eyes fluttered closed and then open again when I felt movement behind me. "I don't see why I had to be here." It was said with no emotion at all, but I could see Malfoy looked a little pale.
"Because I said you were to be here." Was the immediate reply, "The Dark Lord wants you to accompany us on a raid soon, and you need to be ready." I rolled onto my back, wincing a little as I did. Malfoy glanced at me before quickly looking back at his father.
"I don't understand what me having to be here with you while you soil a Mudblood has to do with any of that."
The elder Malfoy smoothed a hand down the front off his button up shirt, before straightening up to his full height.
"Do you think me a fool Draco?" his voice was silk covered steel, "You did not do as I ordered on the last mission I sent you." He pointed at me, voice rising, "I told you to fuck her! And did you?"
Malfoy swallowed so hard I saw it from my prone position, "It was not a choice!"
His voice echoed off the stone walls, I sat up wrapping my arms around my legs to hide my nudity. Draco was roughly grabbed around the color of his shirt and hauled away from the wall; he did not flinch or recoil. "I am lenient with you only because of your mother. But you are a Malfoy and I will not raise my son to be a coward. She is below you, you are to show her no mercy it is your duty as a pureblood to break her!" My spine grew rigid, Malfoy caught my eye, I saw his frustration, and humiliation. They spook in heated whispers not caring that I sat huddled in the corner; I didn't want him to touch me…Not him, it seemed worse somehow. Perhaps because I knew him, he saw me grow up. He was the cause of many of my problems, and this…it would cross the line. I heard clothing ruffle, and looked up. Draco came towards me in jerky movements. He shrugged out of his school jacket before reaching for his belt. Lucius was no longer in the room. Fear caught in my throat I slowly got to my feet forgetting about my nudity.
"Malfoy…" my voice was trembling; I was well and truly scared. He reached me in three long strides, grabbing my arms and slamming me against the wall. "W-what are you d-doing?!" I shrieked hands digging into his shoulders. His breath was coming in fast gasps. His hands were on my hips now, keeping me in place. I was frozen stiff, waiting for him to move to scream…something. Silver eyes bore into her brown, he looked conflicted. "I don't want to…" the words were whispered; I blinked swallowing past the lump in my throat. "I don't want you too…" was my whispered reply. His hands tensed and then loosened but he didn't let me go.
"When I was little, I wanted to be like my father…" he looked down and shook his head, "I wanted to be powerful and strong, like he was. They raised me to believe that people like you were below us, and I believe it…I do" he said the last with conviction hands once again digging into my hips. "But then I think about my mum," He looked back up, eyes searching my face. A frustrated sound made its way from his throat, he released me and I slid down the wall staring at him. He ran trembling hands through his pale hair, "Scream." I frowned at him, "What?" "Scream damn it!" he moved towards me almost too quick to follow grabbed me by the arms and slammed me against the wall. "If they don't hear some noise soon he'll be back." The words were tight with anger, he shoved me again. I screamed.
