A/N - This is my very first FanFic. It is something that I have been working on for a very long time now, but have been afraid to post anything up for fear of rejection towards my stories. But, I guess I won't know until I try. All are welcome to read it. All reviews are appreciated.

WARNING!!! From here on out, all bets are off as far as content goes. Please enter this story at your own risk!!! You have been warned!!! Let me know what you think!!! ~ EekFurby

Disclaimer - I do NOT own any of the Harry Potter characters. They are the sole property of the wonderful and most amazing author, J.K. Rowling. I do, however, own this story.

Chapter Nine - Don't Lose Touch

Blaise leaned his head up against Ginny's door before making his way into her room.

"Please be alright." he thought to himself.

Taking one last breath, Blaise opened the door, stepped inside and closed the door quietly behind him. He looked ahead and saw Ginny lying on the bed, with her back towards the door. He made his way over to her.

"Ginny?" he called out softly.

No response. He walked over towards her bedside and peaked over her shoulder to see her face. He was met with a pair of gorgeous tear-stained brown eyes. Blaise walked around to the other side of Ginny's bed.

"Ginny, honey, what's the matter?"

She just sobbed even more. Blaise wasn't sure what to do in such a situation. He decided that the best thing to do was to hold her. He leaned down and picked Ginny up and sat back down on the bed with her in his arms. He enveloped her tiny body into his and just held her while she sobbed some more. He just silently held and rocked her back and forth.

"You know that I am always going to be here for you." he said trying anything and everything that he could think of to console her.

Ginny just cried even more. Not really sure if he was making things worse or not, he just decided on holding her in silence and let her come to him when she was ready.

Blaise heard the door to their room open, and he glanced over to see Draco poke his head in to see if was alright to come inside. Blaise waved him in, and Draco closed the door quietly and walked over to Blaise and a still sobbing Ginny.

"How's she doing?" asked Draco.

Blaise shook his head.

"I'm not too sure. I came in here to see how she was doing. She had her back towards me when I first came in, so I went to peak over her shoulder and saw that she was crying. And this is where we are now." explained Blaise as he laid a now sleeping Ginny back down onto her bed.

"How's Hermione doing?" asked Blaise, trying to distract his thoughts else where, as he walked over to the window.

"She's stable. Apparently the fall did her more damage than we thought. The nurse told me that she should be coming around by tonight or tomorrow morning, so we will be able to see how she is really feeling." said a hopeful Draco.

"Hermione's strong. She'll pull through. She always does." sniffled Ginny.

"Ginny!" cried Blaise as he walked over to her and pulled her into another hug.

"Are you okay? Do you hurt anywhere? Do you need anything?" asked Blaise.

Ginny shook her head.

"I'm fine. Hermione will be fine too." said Ginny, as she sat up and looked at Draco and Blaise.

"You know something that we don't, don't you, Ginny?" asked Draco point blank.

Ginny just smiled as she reached towards her nightstand to grab a much needed glass of water. Blaise helped her out.

"Thank you." she said every so gratefully.

Ginny put the cool glass up to her lips and let the water rest on them for a moment to bring the moisture back, and then let some water slip inside of her mouth. She swished it around and then swallowed it before she returned herself to the current conversation.

"So, what is it that you know?" asked an impatient Draco.

"You really can't stand the fact that someone knows something that you finally don't, can you, Malfoy?" Ginny shot back.

"No, not really." retorted Draco, shaking his head.

"Especially when it involves someone that I care about." he added.

"Like I said, Hermione is just fine." said Ginny reassuringly.

"How can you be so sure when she is in the other room looking like she was beat to death?" asked Draco, not catching on to Ginny's unhelpful hints.

"Is she wearing the locket?" asked Ginny.

"Locket? What locket?" asked Draco irritably.

"This is a rather strange time to be asking about jewelry, Ginny." agreed Blaise.

*Sighs!*

"I swear, these two just don't get it, do they?" thought Ginny to herself.

"If Hermione is still wearing that locket that her parents gave her a couple of days ago, then Hermione is fine." she said, being sure to annunciate each word as she went along.

"I didn't even know she had a locket." mumbled Draco.

"Well she does. She doesn't know that I know that she has it, but I do know that she is most likely wearing it right now. If she is, then she is going to be just fine." said Ginny, who was already starting to grow weary of the conversation, and of repeating herself.

Blaise and Draco looked out each other. Clearly, either Ginny was definitely confused, or she really did know what it was that she was talking about. Draco decided to take on Ginny's challenge and check on Hermione.

"I'm going to check on Hermione." he grumbled as he made his way out of the room.

Blaise and Ginny nodded. Once Ginny heard the click of the door to her room being closed shut, Ginny got up out of bed, made her way over to the door, and locked it.

"Good, now that he's gone." she said to Blaise.

"Why did you lock the door?" asked Blaise, who was starting to feel a bit uneasy with the whole situation.

"I want to know how you know about something that Hermione didn't even know about." inquired Blaise.

"It's simple really. I'm the one who made her parents give her the locket." said Ginny.

"Seriously, Ginny. What's really going on?" Blaise asked, as he made an effort to reach for his wand.

"Oh, don't bother looking for it." replied Ginny casually.

Blaise looked up and saw Ginny holding onto his wand in her left hand while she had hers pointed at him with her right hand.

"What the fuck, Ginny! I TRUSTED YOU! I FUCKING TRUSTED YOU!!!" screamed Blaise.

Ginny just smiled sweetly at Blaise, as she walked over to him, and whispered in his ear, "I know. That's what makes this all the more fun!" she exclaimed.

Meanwhile, Draco quietly entered into Hermione's room. As he walked over to the bed, he noticed that something wasn't quite right.

"Where's Hermione?" he wondered as he could feel that sense of panic start to set in again. Just as he was about to go insane, he heard water running in the bathroom.

"Thank God!" he silently prayed to himself.

He sat down on the chair that he had pulled up next Hermione's bed earlier and waited for her to come out. He heard the water shut off. The door handle of the bathroom started to turn. The door swung open to reveal a silhouette in the door frame.

*Gasp!*

Leaping to his feet, Draco immediately reached for his wand, and pointed it towards the intruder.

"How the fuck did you get in here? And where the Hell is Hermione?!" screamed an enraged Draco.

"Now, now Draco. That's no way to treat an old friend, is it?" came the smooth voice.

"I would hardly call us friends!" shouted Draco.

"You know, this whole thing would have been so much easier if you would have just stayed out my way!" said the voice, still remaining calm.

"What in the bloody Hell are you talking about?" asked Draco, who could feel his blood start to boil throughout his entire body.

"Ah, yes. It appears that our other guest has appeared." said the voice, ignoring Draco.

Draco spun around and was surprised to see both Blaise and Ginny standing behind him. Blaise was pissed. Ginny, on the other hand, appeared just as calm as the other person.

"Somebody had better tell me what the fuck is going on here!" screamed Draco.

He had had enough. He raised his wand at the intruder menacingly.

"Expelliarmus!" screamed Ginny.

"That's the third wand I have been able to confiscate today!" she said victoriously, while stooping down to pick up Draco's wand.

She grinned and pulled out three wands, aside from her own.

"One. Two. Three. Blaise Zabini. Draco Malfoy. Hermione Granger. The two most powerful Hogwarts wizards, and the 'brightest witch' of Hogwarts. These will be excellent trinkets to add to my collection." she grinned.

Draco's mind was reeling.

"How did they manage to get a hold of Hermione's wand. She wasn't armed during the fight from earlier today. The only one's left when Draco and Blaise left to take Hermione to Madame Pomfrey, were Ronald Weasley, who was bleeding and unconscious, and…"

"Harry Potter?" asked Draco incredulously.

'Ginny' just smirked.

"I was wondering how long it would take you to figure it out!" said the now Harry Potter, who had taken over Ginny Weasley's body.

Blaise's eyes grew wide.

*Punch!*

Ginny, well her body any way, was out cold. Blood began to trickle down her face from the force of Blaise's punch.

"Petrificus Totalus!" screamed the voice towards Blaise.

A flash of blue light emitted from the wand and headed straight at Blaise. Blaise was hit by the spell, but nothing happened.

"Petrificus Totalus!" screamed the voice again.

Another flash of blue light emitted from the tip of the wand, hit Blaise square in the chest, and knocked him down to the ground because the force of the hex was so strong. Blaise stood up again, completely un-phased.

"What the fuck?" screamed the no longer cool voice.

Meanwhile, the nurses were starting to panic because Ginny Weasley's room was empty, and they couldn't get into Hermione's.

"I am going to the Ministry of Magic!" announced the Head Nurse, as she stepped into the fireplace.

"I want the rest of you to find a way to get into the room! Ministry of Magic!" she screamed as she threw the floo powder into the fireplace and was immediately engulfed in flames of bright emerald green and disappeared.

The nurses had no clue on how to get into that room. They tried everything from 'Alohomora' to 'Confrigo' and they still had no luck in getting in. One nurse even went so far as to putting her ear up to the door itself to see if she could hear anything. Nothing.

"They have too many guards on the door to open." she said, exasperated.

"I'm not sure if we will be able to get it open, either!" exclaimed another nurse.

Moments later, the Head Nurse returned from the Ministry of Magic. A few seconds later, another person emerged from the fireplace.

"I am Adolfo." he introduced himself to the staff. "I work in the Department of Magical Law Enforcement. I am here to break the spell or spells that I was informed of." he explained.

The Head Nurse, Willow, escorted Adolfo to the door that they were having issues with. Adolfo inspected the door and the door way for a few moments. He pulled out his wand and pointed it towards the door.

"Deletrius!!" he shouted.

Bright orange sparks flew from his wand and encompassed the door in a bright light. The door started to shake and then it disappeared. Adolfo stepped into the room with his wand pointed at everyone inside of the room. In the confusion, Draco and Blaise were able to confiscate their wands, including Ginny's and Hermione's, and had them pointed at both Ginny's limp body and the intruder that was still hiding in the bathroom.

"I want everyone out of this room, immediately!" boomed Adolfo.

Blaise and Draco complied. As they stepped out of the room, Blaise whispered something to Adolfo. Adolfo nodded and proceeded cautiously into the room, his wand still drawn.

"I said, in case you didn't hear me, that I want everyone out of this room!" he shouted again, giving the intruder a chance to surrender willingly.

"Why should I do that, when I know where I will end up, once you discover who I am?" came the cool voice from the bathroom.

"Well, maybe we can negotiate a temporary truce?" Adolfo bargained with the intruder.

"There shall be no truce here! Only death!" replied the calm voice.

Adolfo turned to walk out of the room to ask the Head Nurse for reinforcements. Just as Adolfo went to step out of the room, he was tackled down to the ground as a flash of red and green flew over their heads.

"Confringo!"

"Avada Kedavra!"

*Thump!*

A sickening sound was heard as something hit the floor hard. Lost in all of the confusion, Adolfo pushed Blaise off of him and stood up. He turned to see what exactly just happened. There, in front of him, was an arm sticking out of the bathroom. Just inches from the arm's fingers, was the wand that tried to destroy him. Adolfo looked behind him to see Mr. Malfoy with his wand still raised in the air as the effects of what just happened started to play in his mind.

Adolfo made his way over to the body.

*Gasp!*

"Severus Snape?" exclaimed Adolfo, appalled.

"I must report this to the Ministry at once!" he exclaimed.

"Will someone please help me to escort Ms. Weasley back into her room?" asked the Head Nurse as she headed back into the room to collect her lifeless body off of the floor.

"That's the thing," interjected Blaise. "That's not Ginny Weasley."

"What are you talking about? Of course she is Ginny Weasley!" argued Willow, the Head Nurse.

*Sigh!*

"How thick can you get? Of course this is Ginny Weasley, but the mind inside the body is not Ginny Weasley." explained an already exasperated Blaise.

"There is no need for attitude, Mr. Zabini." informed Alfonso as he neared Ginny's body.

"I am going to need to take her back to the Ministry with me." Announced Alfonso.

"Like Hell you will!" screamed Blaise, defensively.

"Mr. Zabini, you are in no position to tell me how to do my job!" snapped Alfonso.

"Mr. Zabini, if what you are telling me is true, then we need to take her back to the Ministry so that we may investigate into this more." explained Alfonso.

"Fine. Then I am coming with you." said Blaise.

"Fine, Mr. Zabini. I will see you at the Ministry."

Alfonso scooped up Ginny's still lifeless body and took her over to the fireplace so that he could head back to the Ministry.

"Excuse me, Alfonso, but these children are all under the care of Albus Dumbledore. They are not to be removed from St. Mungo's Hospital without his verbal consent." warned Willow, the Head Nurse.

Alfonso nodded his head. He handed Ms. Weasley's limp body over to Willow and made his way towards the fireplace again. He grabbed a hand full of floo powder, and threw it by his feet.

"Ministry of Magic!" he shouted, and he was engulfed in bright green flames and whisked away to his desired destination.

Willow took Ginny into her original room and laid her back down onto the bed. Shaking her head, she went over to the other nurses and began whispering with them about something. Watching her nod about something, Blaise and Draco watched as she made her way down the hallway and disappeared around the corner.

"What do you suppose that that was about?" inquired Blaise.

"I haven't any clue, Blaise." said Draco shaking his head.

Draco made his way back into Hermione's room. He sat down on the bed and stared over at Snape's dead body. Not being able to come up with an explanation as to what was going on, he decided to see if he could look for clues. He stood up and walked over to Snape. He looked around his body and didn't see anything. He then walked around the rest of her room and searched under the bed and around the floor by the window.

"What are you looking for, Mate?" inquired Blaise.

Draco stopped his search and looked over at Blaise.

"She was here. I can feel it. None of this is making any sense." confessed Draco.

"I hate to say it, but I think that we are going to need to alert our families in on this." stated Blaise.

Draco looked down, feeling totally defeated, he simply nodded in agreement with his friend. They were going to need someone that specialized in this sort of field. And who would be better candidates than Draco and Blaise's parents?

'Don't Lose Touch'

Against Me!

You're coming off kinda contrived and pretentious

You're not sayin anything we haven't heard before

You're caught up in an argument

Oh, oh you're so lost in modern art

You will lose it all and you will find again

Don't lose touch

Don't lose touch

SOS texted from a cell phone

Please tell me I'm not the only one

That thinks we're taking ourselves too seriously

Just a little too enamored with inflated self purpose

Talk is cheap and it doesn't mean much

Don't lose touch

Don't lose touch

Well, I'm losing touch

(Touch)

I'm losing touch

(I'm losing touch)

I'm losing touch

(Touch)

Well, I'm losing touch

(Well, I'm losing touch)

Constant entertainment for our restless minds

Constant stimulation for epic appetites

Is there something wrong with these songs

Maybe there's something wrong with the audience

Manipulation in rock music

Fucking Nausea

I'm losing touch

(Touch)

Well, I'm losing touch

(I'm losing touch)

I'm losing touch

(Touch)

And it's obvious

A/N - That is the end of Chapter Nine - Don't Lose Touch. Thank you for reading my very first FanFic! I promise that it is going to get better. Tons better! I do not believe in writing a short story. This particular piece will have no less than 30 chapters, that I can assure you. Remember to review, please! All feedback is welcome! *smiles* ~ EekFurby