Chapter 8

Authors Note: Thank you! All those that has been reviewing this story, I will respond to as many reviews I can. Now that i have the long awaited next chapter ready, it is not betaed though, I hope it measures up to your expectations. Warning: can bee seen as Hermione bashing. Please note that I mean no offence to anyone of any religion.

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Ginny Weasly felt as if she was being watched. She had that feeling all day and she just couldn't seem to shake it. Her back tensed, she could feel someone behind her. A large hand touched her shoulder causing her to jump. She snapped around and came face to face with Ron.

"Goddess. Ron! Don't do that!"

Ron smiled at his sister.

"Geez Gin-Gin, didn't mean to spook you"

Inwardly he was laughing at her facial expression but he did his best to hide his inside snickers Ginny was the only one he had to hang out with this summer he knew pissing her off would cause him be alone.

"I was just gonna ask if you wanna hang out for a bit I'm bored."

Ginny shock her head softly.

"Why don't you write Harry or 'Hermione'?"

Ron frowned

"You know that Harry told us not to write, and herm.. well she's worse than usual."

Technically Harry hadn't said not to write him, just told them about how the Dursleys had reacted at the owls flying around. He silently shock his head knowing that if he spoke his mind Gin would run to their parents accusing him of being a death eater. He smiled at his siter and walked back to the house. Both of them were unaware of the figure standing in the shadows, watching them.

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Hermiones nose was firmly stuck in a book. This time however it was the book of books. She hadn't been able to read it all year in school so she had to catch up on the reading, and pray forgivness for her neglect. Her mother had given her a long lecture of forgetting her bible at home and that she had been spending so much time with boys. She had time and time again told her mum that she knew better than being a whore. She would never sleep with boys without being married first.

Form the kitchen she heard her fathers voice call her name, was it dinner time already? She had totally lost track of the time reading, not for the first time. She marked the page she was reading, Luc1:5.

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Draco and Harry was sitting in the library talking while they were doing their summer homework. Their fathers were sitting at a nearby table writing a letter to Mike considering the situation with the veil and Lucius mate.

Harry tilted his head looking at Draco. He was so beautiful, and yet Harry hadn't known he could like men this way. He had been able to see other men as pretty before sure, but the incredible need to watch and touch Draco was something new to him. He leans slightly to his right and put his head on the edge of Dracos shoulder. As he closed his eyes he couldn't help but think of Sirius.

"You think they'll get him back?"

He whispered it so that the older men would not hear it. Draco turned his head slightly and looked at his lazy mate.

"Of course they will, they can't not get him back."

Harry nodded a little; his head remained on Dracos shoulder. The blond chuckled a little and shock his shoulder.

"Wake up sleepy"

Harry just grinned.

"Don wanna"

Was his reply his tone was playful, although he really didn't want to move. Draco grinned widely at him. And wrapped his left arm around the black haired man and turned back to his potions homework.

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In a cold dark place a man opened his eyes with chock trying to breath in a void without air he managed to gasp the only word that meant anything to him in this hell he was stuck in.

"Lucius"

TBC