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Who Done This? -part II-
'YOU?!?!'
'Shut up, you stupid boy.' said Lucious Malfoy. He raised the knife, ready to strike.'I think I'm going to enjoy this,' he said with a smirk like his son.
Time seemed to slow down as Harry watched the blade advance on him. He screamed in surprise as Mr. Malfoy stumbled. The blade was hurled down the hall as Harry realized what had happened.
Ginny was trying to pin the man on the ground. She was the one who had knocked into him. She had saved him. Harry was on Lucious in seconds, trying to help Ginny, but he was too big for them. They were both thrown off of him, Ginny seemed to have gotten the wind knocked out of her. Harry glanced up to see Mr. Malfoy retrieve his knife and run around the corner.
He got up and followed him around the corner. He turned the corner, and was face to face with...an empty hall. He had escaped. Harry punched the wall in anger
'Awww!' the wall was really hard. He shook his hand vigorously as he went back to Ginny. She was still on the floor, and she looked so scared. She wasn't crying, but she had gone a pale colour, and she was holding her side with a look of confusion and fear.
Harry helped her up on her feet. 'C'mon. Lets go back to Gryffindor Tower. Once Dumbledore gets back from Hogsmede, we'll go see him.' he gave her a reasuring hug, and they set off.
*
Hermione was pacing the infirmary, furious at Snape for not listening to anyone. She was also furious at Malfoy for the horrible things he did. She started to pace back and forth again. Then she thought about Ron. He was going to be in so much trouble with Snape. She sat on the end of a bed and brought her knees up, so she could rest her head in them. All this thinking was making her head hurt. She gently traced her finger down the gash in her forehead. It still hurt, but she was slowly forgetting about the pain. She flashed back to when it had happened.
Ron had brought her here, layed her on the bed, and apologized. She remembered the way he had looked at her, they way his eyes looked deep into her own. She had forgotten the pain for that one brief moment. Then, just as quickly, it had stopped, and the pain returned. She wanted to tell him how it wasn't his fault, but the two teachers had interrupted. He left, and she was cared for by Madam Pomfrey.
Hermione sat still, going over everything again in her head. She always smiled at the part where he had looked into her eyes. She caught herself, 'What am I doing? Ron is my friend, and nothing more. NOTHING more.' She stopped smiling. She leant back on the bed, and closed her eyes, 'nothing'.
*
Ron was still in the library, alone. Snape had given him numerous detentions, and promised to tell the headmaster of the incident. Malfoy, had of course, gotten nothing but a warning. He wasn't going to stay here much longer. The rest of the school would be coming back from Hogsmede at any moment. Ron was so angry, so confused at everything, his eyes started to glass over.
He heard the distant rumble of everyone coming back through the entrance. Madam Pince came through the door rosy cheeks from the cold weather outside. She saw Ron, then asked 'Where are the others?'
'They were excused earlier, can I go now?'
'Yes. Make sure you tell Professor McGonagall I let you go.'
He left the library and headed back to Gryffindor Tower. Ron stomped up each stair, marched through every hallway, and barked the password to the Fat Lady. When he got into the common room, some of his anger had diminished from his travelling.Harry and Ginny were playing chess in front of the fireplace. Ginny looked up as Ron came in.
'Hey Ron. Come help me, I stink at this game.'
'Well yeah, but-' he siezed a piece and moved it quickly all over the board. 'Checkmate, Harry.'
'That's not fair! You're not supposed to help her!' he said laughing.
'Well, budge up, Gin, I'm going to play this goon now.'
'Oh, fine. Ron, its his dad.'
'Eh?' he said, setting up the pieces for another game.
'Malfoy's dad. He's the one that hurt Ginny.'
A piece slipped out of Ron's hand, and fell to the floor. He made no move to pick it up.'A-are you sure?'
Harry then, with Ginny's help, retold what had happened only moments after he left the library.Ron listened, looking horrified at every word they said. Ginny's voice faltered as she remembered how she had seen Lucious advance on Harry with the knive he had used on her. She picked up the piece on the floor, gently placing it back on the board.
'Did you go to Dumbledore yet?'
'Not yet, we're not sure if he's back yet.'
'He is, they just came back from Hogsmede a few minutes ago.'
'C'mon Harry. We've got to tell him.' said Ginny, getting up from her seat.
They walked slowly to Dumbledore's office, hardly talking at all. Ginny's hands were sweaty, and she fumbled with every doorknob, grasped every banister with force enough to snap it in two. What was happening? Why was he after her? What did he want? She hated all of this-all of this confusion. Sometimes she was angry, sometimes she was scared, but mainly, she was confused.
Harry and Ginny stepped through the doorway to Dumbledore's office, and saw him sitting at his desk, playing with one of his contraptions that was usually found on the mantel of the fireplace. The thing was whirring and emitting wisps of purple smoke every so often. Dumbledore looked up as the two walked in.
'Good afternoon.'
'Professor, me and Ginny know who the attacker is. It's Lucious Malfoy. He tried to kill me earlier, when you were at Hogsmede.'
'Are you sure Harry?'
'Positive Proffessor.Positive.'
'Where did this happen?'
'It was just in front of the broom closet on the 3rd floor.That's where he was.He came out of there, w-with a knife.'
'The knife he used-' he looked at Ginny, she nodded back.
'But he didn't-'
'No. Ginny saved me. She knocked into him before he hurt me.'
'Are you alright?'
'Yes,' said Harry.
Ginny again, just nodded.
'Harry, if you could just wait outside the door. I just need a word with Ms. Weasley.'
Harry left, and Ginny collapsed into an armchair, sobbing into her hands. Dumbledore got up and put a reassuring arm around her shoulder. 'None of this is your fault Virginia.'
Ginny left his office feeling better than she had felt in a long time. She was happy to know that Dumbledore was taking care of Mr.Malfoy. Lucious was going to have a trial, in which she had to attend. Harry was going to go with her, not only because he had to, but he was also her moral support.
*
Ron was bored out of his mind, sitting by himself in the common room. A few people were filing into the common room, but most were at the Great Hall enjoying dinner. Ron made his way to the infirmary to get Hermione and they could both go down to dinner.
He gently pushed open the door. The infirmary was quiet and the only light came from the window, casting a hazy mood around the room.
'Hermione?' he whispered, 'Hermione?'
He walked over to the edge of her bed, and smiled to himself. She lay curled near the bottom, a few wisps of hair lay scattered over her forehead. She looked so peaceful, he decided not to wake her.
He stood there, staring at her for ages. He didn't know why he did what he did next, but it happened. He approached the side of the bed, bent down and brushed the hairs out of her face and-kissed her gently on the lips.
~*Whoa. That took forever to write, it was always off and on when I wrote it. I'm really sorry if this part was kind of confusing, for the aforementioned reason. Mah well, only two parts left! Read and review please!!! Much love,
Auntie Emm*~
Who Done This? -part II-
'YOU?!?!'
'Shut up, you stupid boy.' said Lucious Malfoy. He raised the knife, ready to strike.'I think I'm going to enjoy this,' he said with a smirk like his son.
Time seemed to slow down as Harry watched the blade advance on him. He screamed in surprise as Mr. Malfoy stumbled. The blade was hurled down the hall as Harry realized what had happened.
Ginny was trying to pin the man on the ground. She was the one who had knocked into him. She had saved him. Harry was on Lucious in seconds, trying to help Ginny, but he was too big for them. They were both thrown off of him, Ginny seemed to have gotten the wind knocked out of her. Harry glanced up to see Mr. Malfoy retrieve his knife and run around the corner.
He got up and followed him around the corner. He turned the corner, and was face to face with...an empty hall. He had escaped. Harry punched the wall in anger
'Awww!' the wall was really hard. He shook his hand vigorously as he went back to Ginny. She was still on the floor, and she looked so scared. She wasn't crying, but she had gone a pale colour, and she was holding her side with a look of confusion and fear.
Harry helped her up on her feet. 'C'mon. Lets go back to Gryffindor Tower. Once Dumbledore gets back from Hogsmede, we'll go see him.' he gave her a reasuring hug, and they set off.
*
Hermione was pacing the infirmary, furious at Snape for not listening to anyone. She was also furious at Malfoy for the horrible things he did. She started to pace back and forth again. Then she thought about Ron. He was going to be in so much trouble with Snape. She sat on the end of a bed and brought her knees up, so she could rest her head in them. All this thinking was making her head hurt. She gently traced her finger down the gash in her forehead. It still hurt, but she was slowly forgetting about the pain. She flashed back to when it had happened.
Ron had brought her here, layed her on the bed, and apologized. She remembered the way he had looked at her, they way his eyes looked deep into her own. She had forgotten the pain for that one brief moment. Then, just as quickly, it had stopped, and the pain returned. She wanted to tell him how it wasn't his fault, but the two teachers had interrupted. He left, and she was cared for by Madam Pomfrey.
Hermione sat still, going over everything again in her head. She always smiled at the part where he had looked into her eyes. She caught herself, 'What am I doing? Ron is my friend, and nothing more. NOTHING more.' She stopped smiling. She leant back on the bed, and closed her eyes, 'nothing'.
*
Ron was still in the library, alone. Snape had given him numerous detentions, and promised to tell the headmaster of the incident. Malfoy, had of course, gotten nothing but a warning. He wasn't going to stay here much longer. The rest of the school would be coming back from Hogsmede at any moment. Ron was so angry, so confused at everything, his eyes started to glass over.
He heard the distant rumble of everyone coming back through the entrance. Madam Pince came through the door rosy cheeks from the cold weather outside. She saw Ron, then asked 'Where are the others?'
'They were excused earlier, can I go now?'
'Yes. Make sure you tell Professor McGonagall I let you go.'
He left the library and headed back to Gryffindor Tower. Ron stomped up each stair, marched through every hallway, and barked the password to the Fat Lady. When he got into the common room, some of his anger had diminished from his travelling.Harry and Ginny were playing chess in front of the fireplace. Ginny looked up as Ron came in.
'Hey Ron. Come help me, I stink at this game.'
'Well yeah, but-' he siezed a piece and moved it quickly all over the board. 'Checkmate, Harry.'
'That's not fair! You're not supposed to help her!' he said laughing.
'Well, budge up, Gin, I'm going to play this goon now.'
'Oh, fine. Ron, its his dad.'
'Eh?' he said, setting up the pieces for another game.
'Malfoy's dad. He's the one that hurt Ginny.'
A piece slipped out of Ron's hand, and fell to the floor. He made no move to pick it up.'A-are you sure?'
Harry then, with Ginny's help, retold what had happened only moments after he left the library.Ron listened, looking horrified at every word they said. Ginny's voice faltered as she remembered how she had seen Lucious advance on Harry with the knive he had used on her. She picked up the piece on the floor, gently placing it back on the board.
'Did you go to Dumbledore yet?'
'Not yet, we're not sure if he's back yet.'
'He is, they just came back from Hogsmede a few minutes ago.'
'C'mon Harry. We've got to tell him.' said Ginny, getting up from her seat.
They walked slowly to Dumbledore's office, hardly talking at all. Ginny's hands were sweaty, and she fumbled with every doorknob, grasped every banister with force enough to snap it in two. What was happening? Why was he after her? What did he want? She hated all of this-all of this confusion. Sometimes she was angry, sometimes she was scared, but mainly, she was confused.
Harry and Ginny stepped through the doorway to Dumbledore's office, and saw him sitting at his desk, playing with one of his contraptions that was usually found on the mantel of the fireplace. The thing was whirring and emitting wisps of purple smoke every so often. Dumbledore looked up as the two walked in.
'Good afternoon.'
'Professor, me and Ginny know who the attacker is. It's Lucious Malfoy. He tried to kill me earlier, when you were at Hogsmede.'
'Are you sure Harry?'
'Positive Proffessor.Positive.'
'Where did this happen?'
'It was just in front of the broom closet on the 3rd floor.That's where he was.He came out of there, w-with a knife.'
'The knife he used-' he looked at Ginny, she nodded back.
'But he didn't-'
'No. Ginny saved me. She knocked into him before he hurt me.'
'Are you alright?'
'Yes,' said Harry.
Ginny again, just nodded.
'Harry, if you could just wait outside the door. I just need a word with Ms. Weasley.'
Harry left, and Ginny collapsed into an armchair, sobbing into her hands. Dumbledore got up and put a reassuring arm around her shoulder. 'None of this is your fault Virginia.'
Ginny left his office feeling better than she had felt in a long time. She was happy to know that Dumbledore was taking care of Mr.Malfoy. Lucious was going to have a trial, in which she had to attend. Harry was going to go with her, not only because he had to, but he was also her moral support.
*
Ron was bored out of his mind, sitting by himself in the common room. A few people were filing into the common room, but most were at the Great Hall enjoying dinner. Ron made his way to the infirmary to get Hermione and they could both go down to dinner.
He gently pushed open the door. The infirmary was quiet and the only light came from the window, casting a hazy mood around the room.
'Hermione?' he whispered, 'Hermione?'
He walked over to the edge of her bed, and smiled to himself. She lay curled near the bottom, a few wisps of hair lay scattered over her forehead. She looked so peaceful, he decided not to wake her.
He stood there, staring at her for ages. He didn't know why he did what he did next, but it happened. He approached the side of the bed, bent down and brushed the hairs out of her face and-kissed her gently on the lips.
~*Whoa. That took forever to write, it was always off and on when I wrote it. I'm really sorry if this part was kind of confusing, for the aforementioned reason. Mah well, only two parts left! Read and review please!!! Much love,
Auntie Emm*~