Chapter 20

Danielle was standing in her and Eli's room looking out the window. Normally, from the window you could see a happy normal Godric's Hollow. This time the view was much different. Black smoke could be seen from the burning of the dead bodies, buildings had collapsed and bodies lay everywhere. It was like something you would see on the news. Only this time, Danielle wasn't watching through a television screen.

She put a hand on her stomach to let the baby know that it was okay and she would protect and love them at all costs.

Eli slammed the bedroom door shut and angrily marched to the closest and started taking down the clothes.

Danielle looked over and cocked an eyebrow. "What are you doing?" she asked cautiously.

"We're leaving," ordered Eli.

"Excuse me?" said Danielle. She waddled over to Eli. "We cannot leave!"

Eli turned to his wife seething with rage. "Danielle! This is no environment for a baby!Do you really want to give birth in Godric's Hollow? What if you go into labor during battle?" He walked forwards so he was right in front of her. "What if you get kidnapped by the vampires?"

Danielle raised her chin. "That's a chance I'm willing to take."

That was not the answer Eli was looking for. "BULL SHIT!" he roared. "FUCKING BULL SHIT!"

"Eli I'm an auror! This is my job!" explained Danielle. "This is what I do. I fight for the good of the people."

Eli let out a heavy sigh. "I understand it's your job, believe me I do. But honey, you're pregnant." He walked over to her and put his hands on her stomach. "You're carrying something special...and I don't want see it and you get hurt."

Danielle took hold of her husband's hands. "Babe, I appreciate everything you've done for me...but I'm not leaving..." she shook her head miserably. "I made a commitment. I gave my word. I'm a warrior and I plan to fight to the death." She finished off determinedly.

Heather felt like she was in Azkaban all over again. She was laying down on the stone cold floor of a cell with shackles on her arms and legs, and without the protection of her wand. Why was it always her that got into these situations?

She groaned and rolled over so her back was on the floor. Heather was incredibly thirsty and hungry. These vampires, who were holding her hostage, weren't taking very good care of her. That thought scared her. Heather sat up and pulled her knees to her chest. Were they leaving her here to die? Or would she be of use to the vampires?

The small door opened and a tall vampire walked in. He was thin, almost withered, and his short black hair was the color of night. He strolled into the room. "I have food for you human," he mumbled in disgust as he placed the food tray by Heather's side.

Heather glared evilly at him.

"What I bring you food and I don't get a thank you?" he said sarcastically.

"What the hell I am doing here?" snarled Heather. "I haven't done anything."

"Roger wants an auror,"

"Well Roger can go fuck himself!" replied Heather without an ounce of care.

The punch was so fast and Heather had no time to prepare for it. Her face was thrown to the side and her ears rang. She tasted blood and the room spun in circles.

"Roger would be very disappointed if Heather Reid one of London's most famous aurors was dead before he got a chance to see her," The vampire saw Heather's fearful look and smiled. "Don't worry, love. He's not here yet. He has pressing business elsewhere. But he's coming."

Heather didn't move. She refused to let this vampire get the best out of her. "Go to hell," she whispered fiercely.

The second punch left her dazed. Heather barely felt her head hit the cold, metal floor. She never passed out, but she saw spots. Through the spots she could see the vampire hastily walk away and close the cell door ruthlessly.

The next day...

The aurors were up bright and early to help the Godric's Hollow survivors prepare for the next vampire attack. They didn't want a repeat of their mistakes and they wanted the people to be as safe as possible and the best way of that was setting up guards in the village and teaching them how to fight.

Nehal rode Dazzler through the village square, keeping an eye on the place. Even though she wasn't supposed to ride Queen Tulip's horses she really didn't give a damn. What was more important? The people of Godric's Hollow or getting in trouble...the people definitely.

She rode along watching the aurors teach the people of Godric's Hollow how to make and throw stakes properly. She was quite pleased with how much progress the villagers were making.

"My lady!" said Jamie as he walked up to Nehal and Dazzler and bowed.

Nehal couldn't help but giggle. "Man, I should be on a horse all the time so people can up and bow to me."

That comment made Jamie laugh.

Nehal smiled and got off Dazzler. She patted him gently. "You did well today," She grinned at Jamie. "So what's up?"

"I'm debating about calling for reinforcements," confessed Jamie. "Yes we have security guards and us but is that really enough? We're humans going up against vampires," he whispered that last part quietly.

"Jamie," said Nehal putting a hand on his shoulder. "Believe and act as if it were impossible to fail." She gave him a small smile and left him standing there with those parting words.

She turned around and took a carefully planned route through and around the village. To the average person, she looked calm, a poker face she had mastered over the years. But she was furious on the inside and didn't want someone like Jamie, who was one of the few to see through her façade to know that she was worried.

This was bad. They weren't prepared, and worse, the vampires had gotten to Harry. The massacre on the village looked nothing more than a show of power, which didn't really help her mood.

She picked up a piece of wood that could work as a stake if whittled a little. Nehal pulled out her Swiss army knife and set to work on a log thinking, as her hands kept busy.

Draco sat on the steps. He saw a young lad holding a sword looking around nervously. In a way the boy, reminded him of him when he was younger and Mr. Malfoy taught him how to fight and fend for himself. That was probably the only decent thing his father taught him. The rest of the lessons were just pure evil.

"Hey," called out Draco nodding at the boy. "Give me your sword," Once the boy handed his sword over Draco asked. "What's your name?"

"Geoff," said the boy timidly. He looked no older than ten. "The men say we are not going to win this war. They say it is hopeless..."

Draco gave the sword a few battered swings before handing it back. "This is a good sword," He handed the sword back to Geoff and put a gentle hand on his shoulder. "There is always hope."

Jackie couldn't but smile at the kind guidance Draco was giving Geoff. He had definitely done a lot of growing up and was truly trying to shed his dark lord image. Draco was changing...for the better.

Just then a ringing interrupted Jackie's thoughts. She picked up her cell phone. "Hello? Oh hey Jesse what's up? Uh huh....Starbucks tonight um..." Jackie bit her lip nervously. "Yeah I think I can do that. Okay I'll see you then, bye handsome."

Oliver was in room pacing. He wanted to rescue Heather but didn't know how, nor where Heather's whereabouts were. Damn, he really should have installed GPS tracking device in Heather when he had the chance.

"She's alive...for now..." said a voice.

Oliver spun around abruptly holding out his wand. "Who's there?"

"Close the blinds and we can talk..." said the voice.

Oliver cautiously walked over to the blinds and closed them. He wondered what was up. "Show yourself!" he commanded.

A man dressed in a dark red long sleeved buttoned-up shirt, dark jeans and a black leather jacket stepped forward.

Oliver immediately knew it was a vampire and gripped his wand tighter for the attack.

"Relax I'm not going to hurt you. I'm here to help,"

"How can I trust you?"

"Well for starters I'm Nehal's boyfriend Jensen," he held out his hand for the pro Quidditch player to shake.

Still not trusting the vampire, Oliver didn't shake his hand. He simply glared.

"Second of all..." started Jensen. "Since Heather is one of Nehal's best friends I wouldn't want to hurt her. So you have my word. The trusting part is up to you but, I'm here to help."

Oliver slowly lowered his wand, although his gaze was still ice cold.

"The sewers," said Jensen. "That's where you'll find your answer."

Danielle was laying on the bed reading the most recent issue of Witch Weekly when there was a knock on the door. "Come in,"

"Hey Danie," greeted Nehal as she sat on the bed with her friend.

"Hey how are you doing?" asked Danielle.

"I'm doing good."

"Nah-uh. Superman does good; you're doing well. You need to study your grammar, NP,"

Nehal narrowed her eyes at Danielle for a moment. "Ha, ha funny. But seriously how are you..." she paused. "Eli told me about the argument you guys got into."

Danielle sighed and put Witch Weekly down."He thinks since I'm pregnant that I can't do anything. Hello I'm fucking twenty-three years old...not ninety!"

"He's just looking out for you hun," replied Nehal sweetly. "Danielle I've known you for more than fifteen years. I know how you operate. I know you want to fight and do your part but...you got to stop being stubborn about it. It's not good for you or the baby."

Danielle stared at Nehal in awe. "Wow...when did you become so motherly?"

Jackie rushed into meet Jesse at Starbucks. She was fifteen minutes late.

"Hey I'm sorry I'm late," said Jackie as she sat right across from her boyfriend. "It's been a crazy day. How are you?"

Jesse looked down at his drink. "I've been better."

"Oh no...what's wrong?" asked Jackie concerned.

Jesse took a deep breath before meeting Jackie's worried gaze. "We need to talk..."

Jackie gulped. Those four words were never good.

Jesse looked her straight in the eye and said, "I can't do this anymore Jackie."

"Say what?" asked Jackie. "Why? Did I do something? I'm so sorry if I did..."

Jesse rolled his eyes annoyed. "You're never around anymore. You're always off with your friends or working. Plus, you treat me like shit! You only want to hang out whenever it's convenient for you. The world doesn't revolve around you Jackie!"

Jackie was startled and taken back by this. Where was this coming from? "I know that...but Jesse I don't understand..." she shook her head confused.

Jesse rolled his eyes again. "What don't you understand? I'm breaking up with you. I'm done, just done."

Jackie's lip trembled. She didn't want him to see her cry so she tried to hold back the tears. "I thought we had a good thing going between us..."

"Of course you would think that," scoffed Jesse. "You had the best of both worlds. When you're out with friends you act like you're single, but secretly on the side you're banging the high school yard boy."

"That's not true," argued Jackie.

"Look, you and I are finished. There's this girl Natalie in my French class and we've been hanging out a lot. We're really connecting and I think it's a good idea if I date someone my own age."

Jackie was flabbergasted. "But-"

"I really don't see us in it for the long haul, I'm sorry Jackie," replied Jesse. He gave her a polite smile and walked off leaving a stunned and hurt Jackie behind.

Jackie wasn't going to give up that easily. She abruptly got up from her seat and went to go look outside for Jesse. But he was nowhere in sight and it didn't help that it was raining pretty hard. "Damn it," she stomped her shoe to the ground. She let out a long heavy sigh and decided to take the long way back to Godric's Hollow.

Tears were pouring down Jackie's face, her broken heart thumping loudly in her chest. Right now, more than ever, she wanted, no, she needed Jesse. She needed Jesse to come hug her and tell her that everything would be okay. Jackie needed Jesse to come and kiss her in that way that made her feel as if they were going to be together forever. She needed Jesse to come back and say he was sorry, and that he would never leave her again.

Soon, Jackie was lost in the woods, and in no hurry to be found. Jackie curled up on the ground and cried, feeling, once more, the beating of her broken heart.

Around twenty minutes later, Jackie felt someone kick her shoe. "Ow..." she muttered groggily. She opened her eyes and saw and a woman around her age with short blonde hair and bagging clothing standing above her.

"You okay?" asked the woman.

"What the fuck..." muttered Jackie as she slowly sat up.

The woman lowered herself down to ground level. "Hey," she snapped her fingers in front of Jackie's face. "Hey you okay?"

"Yeah I'm fine," grumbled Jackie. She was annoyed by this woman's presence. She just wanted to be left alone.

"What's a Ministry of Magic auror doing in the woods by herself? You do know there are vampires around?" The woman held out her hand for Jackie to take.

Jackie took her hand and stood up to face the woman. "How...um...how did you know that I'm an auror?"

"I went through your purse," replied the woman shrugging her shoulders.

Jackie gave her a what the fuck look.

"I'm not gonna lie I checked your purse first before seeing if you were alive," replied the woman smugly. "By the way your lip gloss is amazing!" she gushed.

"Who are you?" asked Jackie.

A scowl was plastered on the woman's face. "I'm one of the people of Godric's Hollow that made it out alive. So...you see that's why I was hesitant about waking you up. I was very tempted to leave you out here in the cold and let the vampires come feast on your flesh."

Jackie took a step back a little afraid of this person. "Thanks for the honesty..."

"My name's Brittany," she said introducing herself.

Jackie was about to open her mouth to introduce herself when Brittany cut her off. "I know...Jackie Allan."

Jackie eyed Brittany suspiciously. "Did you at least return my stuff?" she asked as she held on to her purse tightly.

Brittany snorted. "What do you take me for? A thief? Come on hun; let's get you back to the palace. We don't want people thinking you got kidnapped..."

Jackie gulped, thinking about Heather. She wondered if her friend was alright.

Brittany walked Jackie all the way up to the palace gates. Jackie was shivering from the cold and rain so Brittany linked arms with her and the two tried to walk as fast as they could back to the palace.

"I can't go any further," said Brittany once they reached the palace gates.

Jackie nodded. "Thank you...thanks for everything."

"Enjoy your stay at Queen Tulip's palace. Don't take it for granted...you don't know what you have till it's gone," advised Brittany.

Jackie thought about what Brittany said. It was so true. One minute she had Jesse and the next he was gone. She took a deep breath before opening the gates and walking in. Jackie's clothes were soaked to her bones and her teeth were chattering from the icy rain. Just as she was beginning to fear that she could die from hypothermia, she saw a hooded figure starring at her curiously.

Once Jackie got closer she realized the figure was Draco. He was outside smoking in the rain...which was kind of stupid but she chose not to question that now.

Draco's eyes nearly popped out of his head when he saw a soaked and shivering Jackie walking towards him. He took a pull of his cigarette before putting it out. "Jackie what the hell? Do you want to freeze to death?" he questioned. He opened the door in a gentleman manner letting Jackie enter first.

Once they were inside, Jackie sighed from the warmth...although she was still cold.

Draco noticed this and took off his black hoodie and slipped it on Jackie. "You wear this first, while we go upstairs .Then you're telling me what the fuck you're doing outside in the pouring rain with no jacket."

Jackie gladly tucked the oversized hoodie around her body and greedily accepted its lingering warmth. She and Draco walked upstairs to his room.

Draco grabbed a spare blanket from the bed and wrapped it around Jackie. He rubbed her shoulders trying to create warm friction. Jackie closed her eyes enjoying the warmth.

"Sit," instructed Draco as he sat on the bed and patted the spot beside him. "What's wrong?" he asked.

"N-n-nothing..." stuttered Jackie.

Draco snorted. "So you're going to play the denial card on me are ya? I've known you for a while now...and you're a horrid liar."

Jackie looked away, biting back the need to cry again. "You know, just this once, I deserve a big fat 'I told you so'," replied Jackie shedding tears. It was true everyone had warned her about going out with Jesse.

"Well, you won't get it from me. What happened?" asked Draco.

"Exactly what everyone told me was going to happen. I started believing that he wasn't terrible and he proved me wrong," admitted Jackie. She sniffed before saying. "Jesse broke up with me..."

Draco couldn't believe it. He scoffed, "He's a dumbass. He doesn't deserve you."

"Thanks," said Jackie softly."Well, at least things are working out for one of us. It looks like you and Rhonda are headed in the right direction."

"Well, if it makes you feel any better, that lasted all of about five minutes," confessed Draco. Like she even matters now, he thought as he looked into Jackie's eyes.

"It doesn't make me feel any better," said Jackie as she pulled a Haley from One Tree Hill and touched her forehead upon his and smiled.

Jackie put her arms around Draco and hugged him. Draco returned the hug and smiled as he put his arms around her. He ran his hands up and down her back to comfort her. Jackie sighed, feeling much better than she did a few minutes ago.

They started to pull back and face each other with their arms still around each other. They searched each other's eyes. Jackie couldn't help it. She could get lost in his eyes. They were like a force pulling her into him.

Jackie was the first to pull away. She didn't want to do something that she would regret. "I should go...but thank you for listening and thanks for the sweater," she started to take it off when Draco stopped her.

"Don't," whispered Draco. "I want you to keep it."

"But won't you miss it?" asked Jackie timidly.

Draco gave her a 'are you serious' look? "Jackie I'm a guy...I'm not going to miss a sweater."

A smile tugged on Jackie's lips. "Goodnight Draco," she said before standing up to leave.

As soon as Jackie reached the doorway Draco called out to her. She turned around to look at him.

"I know someone who's better for you," said Draco staring at her letting the message get across.

Whoa! Whoa! Whoa!

We were the Kings and Queens of promise
We were the phantoms of ourselves
Maybe the Children of a Lesser God
Between Heaven and Hell
Heaven and Hell

Nehal reached the room she and Jackie shared, grateful that it was empty. She closed the door behind her absentmindedly hearing the automatic click of the lock. The front room was starting to darken as the sun set low on the horizon. She stood in the middle of the room lost in thought. It didn't even occur to her to switch on the light and the darkness even felt comforting.

Two strong arms wrapped themselves around Nehal from behind. On a regular day, she would have been startled and leapt to defense mode automatically, except today had not been a normal day...

Jensen quietly slipped into Nehal's thoughts, viewing her day through her eyes, her thoughts and her conflicting emotions. He withdrew from her mind much gently, feeling as though with any sudden movement, Nehal would crumble.

She turned around in his arms and tilted her face upwards to his, closing her eyes the instant their lips met. This kiss was so different from any others. It was honest and loving, and sad all at once. Jensen kissed her back with the same kind of passion. It didn't feel urgent or rushed. He reflected how if his heart could beat, it would be aching. Nehal ran her hands through his hair, standing on tip toe, and pulled him closer and she felt his hands tighten around her waist.

She had never felt this way when kissing someone. Her heart hurt so much she was close to crying and she had no idea why. What was this foreign feeling?

They finally stopped simply held each other in the room fully dark room, the only thing signifying the passing of time. Nehal was so glad he held her otherwise she would have fallen. Their thoughts were mirrored on how they had never felt so spiritually close to anyone before. Jensen slowly kissed the top of her head, smelling the fragrance in her hair as his head rested on top of hers.

"I love you"

The age of man is over
A darkness comes at dawn
These lessons that we learned here
Have only just begun

We were the Kings and Queens of promise
We were just phantoms of ourselves
Maybe the Children of a Lesser God
Between Heaven and Hell

We are the Kings
We are the Queens
We are the Kings
We are the Queens

A/N: We hope you all are enjoying the girls' time at Godric's Hollow. We know we enjoy writing about them. Also, the next couple chapters will be more darker and different from our usual humorous chapters, but we will get back on the funny train soon. Please review it means a lot! Thanks so much guys!!

Song Credit goes to: Kings and Queens by 30 Seconds to Mars. (Amazing band!!)

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