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"Hey!" I said, waving to Hermione as we walked into the classroom. She looked up from her book and smiled.

"Where'd you go?" asked Hermione.

"I went to the Library," I lied fluently. I shot Danica a glance; she was busy talking to Ginny.

"I knew we should've looked there!" exclaimed Hermione.

I faked a yawn. "Wow, I'm so tired. I'll see you in the morning," I said walking up the stairs.

Hermione nodded and returned to her book. I walked up the stairs trudging my heavy book bag. Wow. Today was such a grandiose day. I never thought I'd be kissing Malfoy. I never thought that I'd enjoy spending time with Malfoy. I walked into the Girl's Dormitories. I smiled, I never thought that kissing could be passionate and so intense. I lied down on my bed, looking up at the ceiling. I remember thinking about the Quidditch Pitch and how Draco and I kissed.

"You have a piece of grass on your cheek, Draco said brushing his finger over my cheek to remove it, he cupped my cheek and I couldn't help leaning into his hand. His hand warm against my cold skin on my face. Adrenaline was pumping through my veins; the daringness of being close to Draco, my mind went all fuzzy. I wanted more. I grabbed his face and pulled it towards mine. Our lips brushing. He leaned in closer to me, deepening the brush to a kiss. My lips pressed gingerly to his. He leaned in deeper, his tongue asking for permission to enter my mouth. After a bit of persuading, his tongue was finally allowed into my mouth, he explored the inside of my mouth. I wanted more, to be as close to him a possible, I also wanted to get out of my demise. I began to sit up; I ran my fingers in his hair. His strong lean arms reached out to embrace the small of my back. Once I was off of him, I straddled him, and made sure I was on him and he wasn't going anywhere. I pulled his lips away from mine, smiling.

"I got out," I said smiling. That smile quickly turned into a smirk.

"Was that just a ruse to get me off?" he exclaimed.

"Maybe," I smiled mischievously. "I have outsmarted you Draco Malfoy and as punishment, you must stop calling me a whore,"

"Maybe, but you're going to have to seal the deal," he said raising his eyebrow seductively. Mmm.

"With a punch?" I asked jokingly.

He rolled his eyes. "No, I'll show you." He cupped my face and tangled his fingers in my soft dark and wavy hair. He brought my face closer to his, losing the distance. We kissed again. A kiss full of hot need and passion. I didn't ever want to leave. No matter what.

I saw Ron going into the Forest, urging me to come to him. He disappeared into the Forbidden Forest the moment I said I wouldn't. I started getting an uneasy feeling, and then followed him into the Forest.

"Ron!" I cried out. I stumbled onto a clearing. It looked all too familiar. People were there. It was the place where Voldemort and his Death Eaters had set up camp during the Battle of Hogwarts. I took out my wand. "Ron?" I said. Someone came up from behind me and clamped heir hand onto my mouth. I screamed, bit, and kicked, everything I could think of. Then I was brought before Voldemort. Tears were streaming down my face. No. This can't be. It's over. I don't have to hide out anymore. I don't have to hide the scar to match Harry's on my arm anymore. No.

Voldemort looked down on me. "Well, well, well... if it isn't Potter," he drawled coldly. I fought back against the tears and the person holding me. "Nice of you to join us," he brought a finger to my chin; it was cold and it sent daggers down to my spine. I tried to say something. He laughed. "Unhand her"

The hand disappeared. I got up as fast as I could, "I said, where's Ron?"

He smiled. "He's dead... just used as bait... I killed him with the rest of your friends." He pointed to a heap near a tree from across the clearing. Ron was dead, his blue eyes blank. I shivered. I continued to look and saw that Neville, Luna, Harry, Hermione, Danica, the whole Weasley family were dead. "But, I kept one just for you." Voldemort bickered someone forward, someone in ropes, someone with pale blond hair and silver specked eyes. He was hurt. I saw a huge mix of emotions is his eyes; pain, remorse, fear, hurt. Voldemort laughed. "We'll just add one to the pile, won't we?" he said. "Use your wand to hurt Malfoy, like he's hurt you, while he watched you being tortured. Do you remember the screams your dear Mudblood made? Do you remember your screams? Right before hers. He watched you be hurt, he inflicted pain to you all those years... make him feel what you've felt every time he opens his mouth and looks at you. Hurt him." Said Voldemort smoothly. This isn't right. I won't. I mustn't. I can't. That's the past. "You have several options. You can kill him with your wand after you've tortured him; suffer at the end of his wand. Or be killed by me. Which, is quite an honour, hardly any of you deserv1e."

I blinked. I slowly drew my wand, I aimed it at Draco. "Cru-"I pointed my wand at Voldemort "Expelliarmus!" Voldemort was flung aside. I pointed my wand at Draco's ropes. "Incendio" It burst into flame. Draco looked shocked. "Run!" I said when Voldemort started getting up. He didn't move. I poushed him and we jogged into the safety of the Forest.

"Do you really think you can kill me with that spell?" said Voldemort's voice.

"It worked the first time!" I said still running.

"You can never outrun me, I will always be behind you, I will be the little devil on your shoulder. You can never escape me." I stopped abruptly. I was running away. I can't. I'm not going to run away anymore, I have to face my fear. "Go on," I said to Draco. He looked at me before he kept running.

"Come get me you no-nosed son of a bitch!" I screamed. Voldemort appeared out of nowhere. It's now or never. Suddenly my hand was weighed down by something heavy. I looked down to see Godric's sword! I gripped it firmer in my hand. "You're just a cowardly bastard!" I shouted. He snarled. I made the first move and swung the sword. He dodged it easily. He laughed cruelly and pointed his wand at the blade. Somehow it disappeared. No! I grabbed my wand.

"Do you think I'm that easy to defeat?" asked Voldemort cruelly. "Crucio" My body felt like it was being stabbed everywhere with searing hot daggers. I screamed. I started writing on the ground. Ice and Fire tangled together in my veins. I was running out of breath, I felt my life slowly slip through my grasp...

"FAITH!" screamed a voice. I jerked up and saw that I was in my bed. I was covered with a layer of sweat. I looked over to the voice. Danica was yelling at me and Hermione was holding my hand. They've already been through this procedure a few times. When we were on the run I'd have stupid nightmares. Hermione and Danica always were there yelling and holding my hand. "FAITH!" shrieked Danica again. I hit her gently on the head so she knows I'm awake and she doesn't have to burst my ear drums screeching like a banshee. "Are you alright?" she asked me.

" Yeah..." I said. I wiped my forehead with my hand. "Just a nightmare,"

"Well, obviously it wasn't just a nightmare, you were screaming real loud," said Danica.

I looked down at my hands in my lap.

"I can't sleep with you screaming!" said Lavender from the corner of the room. I narrowed my eyes at her. Slag.

"Yeah, well, maybe if I scream louder you can go to sleep!" I shouted. I heard the rustle of the blonde turning over in her bed and a Huff. Bitch.

"What was your nightmare about?" asked Hermione.

I hesitated. "I was being tortured by wand."

"Oh!" said Hermione, "Are you alright?"

"Yep!" I said.

Danica narrowed her eyes at me. "Don't downplay this, Faith, you were screaming like a banshee!"

"Speak for yourself..." I muttered under my breath, thankfully she didn't hear me. "It was at max with the Cruciatus Curse. It was like I was transported back in time..." I said. We talked about my dream some more, but I never mentioned the people that made an appearance in that bad dream of mine. Soon after I shooed them away so they can get some sleep, I heard the soft breathing of the sleep. I concentrated on matching breath to theirs. I thought about Malfoy.


A/N: Oooooooh! bad dreams!

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