Chapter 25: Nothing Makes Sence

5th June 2004

Harry woke up Monday morning feeling bad. He had a headache and felt like he had only just shut his eyes as his alarm sounded.

"Go away." He groaned as he rolled out of bed onto his floor.

Great! He thought. It was going to be harder for him to get off of the floor than it would have been for him to get out of bed.

"Harry?" A voice came from the other side of the door, it was Hermione.

"Hmmm?" Harry groaned, not having enough energy to get up.

Hermione entered his room and seemed to look around for a little before realizing he was on the floor.

"Ah- What are you doing down there?"

"I rolled out of bed and fell onto the floor, now I can't get up." Harry told her bluntly.

"Why can't you get up? Is there something wrong Harry?" Hermione cocked an eyebrow, or at least that's what Harry imagined she had done. He could only see her feet.

Hermione sighed. "Well then." She said and Harry suddenly felt himself lift gently off of the floor and land softly on his feet. Hermione stood in the door, holding her wand.

"Thanks." He mumbled, now feeling a little foolish at his childish behavior.

"That's what I'm here for." Hermione seemed to change her mind mid sentence. "Actually it's not…"

Harry looked suspiciously at the look on Hermione's face.

"What is it Hermione?" He could tell she had something to tell him.

"Ginny didn't go home last night." She looked from Harry's face to the floor.

"I know, I went to see her."

"Really?" Hermione looked to Harry, hope filled her eyes.

"Yes, but she wasn't there. Probably out with a guy." Harry snarled.

"Well, Mr. Weasley just sent me an owl. He asked if she had come to our house because when he went to check on her last night she wasn't in her room."

"So? Like I said, she was probably out with some guy." Harry crossed to where Hedwig sat on his dresser and began to pat her.

"He's really worried. Ginny has never done anything like this before; they think she may have run away."

"Hmmm, well, maybe you were wrong Hermione."

Hermione was confused.

"About what?"

"Maybe she's not as smart as you thought, maybe she did just run away." And with that Harry passed Hermione and shut himself in the bathroom.

5th June 2004

"Malfoy?" Ginny walked towards the bars of the cell, closer to Malfoy.

"Yes, that I am." He sniggered, sending chills down Ginny's spine.

"Why am I here?" She asked, her voice cracked and squeaked.

"Oh, I don't think it's a good idea to tell you just yet, but don't worry, you'll find out soon," and with that Draco Malfoy left, leaving Ginny, once again, in darkness.

"Malfoy… DRACO MALFOY! I WANT TO TALK TO YOU! YOU COME BACK HERE!" Ginny screamed and screamed in the darkness. Could he hear her, did he care? What did he want from her?

5th June 2004

Anika walked through the door to the apartment and found Harry sitting on the sofa.

"Hey Harry." She smiled.

"Anika," Harry got up and hugged her. "How was it?"

"Sorry?"

"Your cousins, how were they?"

"Oh, there fine." Anika smiled trying to hide her embarrassment.

"Well its good to have you back, how's my little boy?" Harry bent down on his knees and talked into Anika's stomach. Anika laughed.

"He's just fine!"

Harry sighed and stood up.

"I can't believe you're 8 months! Soon my little boy will be here!"

"Yep… I have to go and see a healer on Wednesday – just a check up – and then…"

"It's all smooth sailing from there!" Harry cut in.

Anika frowned, "Smooth? Do you want to give birth to this thing?"

"Well… No, I think I'll pass." Harry laughed and so did Anika. It was at that moment that Ron walked into the living room.

He took one look at the two laughing and walked out the front door… into the snow… in his pajamas.

"What's wrong with him?" Anika eyed Harry suspiciously.

Harry just shrugged.

"So how's Ginny?" Harry saw a hint of something in Anika's eyes. But he wasn't sure what it was. Spite, jealousy, joy, all three?

Harry shrugged again.

"Oh, that bad hey?" Anika seemed to be trying to hold Harry's gaze.

"I don't want to talk about it…" The two stood still and silent in the living room.

"How about we go and have some breakfast? You're probably hungry." Anika shrugged and Harry led her out the front door.

Hermione made her way down Diagon alley, swerving in and out of the path of early morning shoppers. She was shopping for books for her office at the Ministry.

Hermione was so tangled up in her thoughts that when she began to pay attention again she was surprised to see Anika and Harry sitting at a café table just a few metres away. She was about to go over and say hello when Anika - obviously excusing herself- got up and headed towards the bathroom door. She was about to head over to Harry when she saw Anika double back and head away from the bathroom door. Anika slipped around the corner to the side of the café. Hermione took a few steps to the left (making sure to keep her distance) and saw Anika leaning against the wall.

What is she doing?

Hermione didn't have to wait long for an answer. Someone else had slid out of the café next door and joined her in the narrow alley.

Malfoy?

Hermione watched as Anika and Draco talked; the smiles on their smug faces seemed to get more evil by the second. Then all of a sudden Malfoy brought a punch to Anika's stomach.

Anika turned away and scolded Malfoy meanly.

What was going on?

Malfoy grabbed Anika by the shoulders and pushed her back against the brick wall. He smirked and kissed her fiercely. They stayed like that, snogging, until they were left, inches away from each other, smirking. Anika playfully slapped Malfoy but he kissed her again.

Hermione couldn't watch anymore. She made her way briskly to the table that Harry sat at. She dropped her bag and sat in the seat Anika had been sitting in.

"Hey Hermione, what are you doin…"

"Harry, I have to tell you something!" Hermione nearly shouted at Harry.

"Ok, sounds important."

"It is, I don't know for sure but something is going on… it's about Anika." Harry's gaze moved from Hermione and he seemed to be looking over her head.

"What about me?" Anika asked sweet suspiciousness tinged her voice.

"Oh, hello Anika. I was just telling Harry how I can't believe how close the baby is! Well, I better go; Ron will get worried if I'm not home for lunch! See you later Harry!" Hermione got up and headed away hurriedly.

"What was that about?" Anika asked, sitting down.

"Dunno." Was all Harry could think to say.

6th June

Ginny awoke on the cold, hard floor. How long were they going to keep her there? She'd been there for two nights now. Why had no one found her? She was cold, dirty and hungry.

"Are you going to eat you're food this time?" Malfoy entered the dungeon with a tray of food. He opened the door and was about to slide it in when Ginny made a run for it. She got as far as the door when suddenly every bone in her body felt as though it was breaking.

"Hurts doesn't it?" Malfoy asked fiercely as he put his wand away. Ginny lay, motionless and in pain. "I have worked so hard to get you where you are! Do you want to die?! Because I swear if you pull a stunt like that again I will kill you!" Malfoy levitated Ginny back into the cell. He let her body drop onto the hard floor.

"Why are you doing this?" Ginny sobbed. She tried to stop

Don't cry Ginny, you'll look weak! Stop crying! She told herself.

But she couldn't, it all hurt soo much!

"Because I have to! Do you think I like hurting you? I only want Potter! Once he's out of the way you'll have you're choice! Live with us, or die with the other mudblood lovers!"

Ginny heard the dungeon door slam shut. She let it all out. She cried and cried until it hurt too much even to do that. So she just slept.