note: bwah a ha hahahaha! working on part three already! @_@
ages Hermione is 20, Ginny is 19, I'm sure you can work out everything else.
synopsis: the world is dark and everybody is in fear. there is a war within a war. the wizards have the war between good and bad while the muggles themselves have found out about witches and warlocks, setting out to destroy the magical beings. and admidst the complication, only a few people can save the world before all is to late, if they can learn to trust each other.
tidbits: r/h and perhaps h/h. ^^;; probably g/h or g/d and maybe some h/d. ^^;; other couples as well. will be named when i decide them. ^^;;
. . . p a r t . t h r e e . . .
"Ginny," Harry said as he walked in to see the red-head look at space, sitting on Hermione's bed. "Ginny," he said again.
Ginny looked up at him, her eyes threatening to spill tears, tears that would surely make Harry get very worried.
"What... What's wrong Ginny?" Harry asked, he just couldn't bring himself to say love and at the moment he wanted to hug her and console her. "Did that bastard hurt you?" Harry started to panic, at the thought of Malfoy touching his Ginny. His Ginny? Since when was he and Ginny going out in the first place? Oh right... they weren't, Harry thought grimly.
Then again, Malfoy and Ginny did go out before and he remembered Malfoy stealing a few kissed from Ginny before, Harry's face darkened at the remembrance. That bastard...
"No, he didn't," Ginny's voice brought Harry back to the present and he looked at Ginny with a smile.
"Then what is wrong?" Harry asked.
"Everything," Ginny started. "Especially Ron..."
Harry's eyes were saddened by not only his very best friend's disappearance, but as well as the girl he loved in distress.
"I miss him... so much," Ginny sobbed and Harry hugged her, letting her cry onto his chest.
"We all do... Ginny..." Harry stroked her hair with one hand. "We all do..."
. . .
"Malfoy, I get to go with you on the next mission!" Padma skipped into the large, dining room gleefully. Her cerulean eyes lit up at the sight of him in her eyes, she smiled and swept back a long lock of dirty blonde hair behind her ear. Amazingly there was not a lot of trace of make-up on her face; just some foundation, powder, and light carnation lipstick to enhance her perfectly shaped lips.
Padma wrapped her arm around Malfoy's neck, "Won't it be so fun?" she assured with a pernicious smile. "And think of all the people we will torture," she whispered in his ears, tracing a kiss down to his lips. He wrapped one masculine arm around her thin waist.
"Yes, torture we will," Malfoy said with a simper. He kissed her neck before pushing her off of his lap.
Miss Granger looked on at them with somewhat amusement, and somewhat disgust. "You don't even love her," she commented, looking at Padma who glowered.
"Oh, fuck off Aletta," Padma said irritably. She removed herself from Malfoy and sat on a chair next to him.
"Now do you love her, Draco?" Miss Granger drawled.
"No, I don't think it's possible for me to 'love'." Draco started. "But maybe, I am very fond of you my dear Padma, very fond."
Padma smiled as Draco kissed the happy girl on the lips, looking at Aletta with jubilous eyes clearly saying, Hah. Think you can get me...?
"Padma, dearest, did you get the mission?" Draco murmered through the kiss.
"No, I haven't." Padma broke the kiss off and looked back at Miss Granger, "But Aletta gets all the missions, as well as all the information for all the missions. She remembers so much."
"Yes, she does, just like her sister," Draco murmered as he thought of an old aqquantence.
"We are related by blood, but she is not my sister," Aletta growled angrily.
"Of course not," Padma looked at her with laughing eyes. "I mean, Parvati is kin of my blood, but is she my sister? Of course... not, according to your logic."
"Shut up Padma, you know what I mean," Aletta snapped.
"Do I, do I really?"
"Maybe not, sister, considering the fact you are mentally challenged," Parvati said as she came into the room, sitting in one of the chairs. She had thick, creamy white soup in a silver bowl on a silver platter.
"Parvati, I'm so glad to see you join us," Padma said in delight. That bitch Aletta keeps on trying to point out that Draco doesn't love me, Padma pyschicly sent a messege to Parvati who sipped her soup quietly. Not many people knew about this power, including Aletta and Draco. Parvati and Padma were special, ever since they were born, they could send messeges to each other. Although even they did not know how this was done.
Don't worry Am, she's just playing with you, Parvati sent back, using her personal nickname for Padma.
I told you not to call me that, Padma sighed in defeat as Parvati laughed aloud, knowing that Parvati's laugh meant to say that she would never stop using her nickname.
"Why are you laughing?" Aletta asked.
Padma and Parvati looked at each other, Draco looked on with mere interest.
"Maybe it is some sister thing," he finally observed before taking a bite out of his potato.
"I wouldn't know, Hermione is not worthy to by my sister," Aletta waved a hand in the air at the name of Hermione.
"By the way, where is Ron?" asked Parvati.
"If you're trying to seduce him, I don't think you'll succeed, he seems to still have a thing for Hermione," Malfoy took a drink of his wine.
"Ah yes, my so-called sister, why he has a thing for her, I have no clue," Aletta commented.
"I do not have a thing for Hermione, I will destroy her if it means that it will bring me power," Ron came out of the shadows, his light vermilion hair came in little whisps, covering his forehead.
"Do destroy her, she is such a nuisance," Aletta tipped her nose up to the air.
"What's the mission Aletta, we have to leave soon," Ron said blantly, ignoring her comment.
"We have to head to London, Gringotts is our target. We have to get the Elixer of Avena. You, Draco, and Padma are to go there," Aletta smiled. "Parvati, Derrick, Cho and I are going to go pay a visit to Harry Potter's old house, as well as my old house."
"See! I just knew we'd be together Draco! We're meant to be," Padma smiled at Draco who nodded at Aletta's orders.
"We should go now," Aletta said and the group in the dining room apparated out.
"I wonder when I get to go on a mission next," muttered Goyle, who was a table away.
"Probably never," joked Crabb.
. . .
"Okay, from the looks of it, Parvati has told us that we are to go to Gringotts, Harry's old house, and my old house," Hermione pointed out the three locations on a London map.
"I will be going to my house, of course, with Susan Bones and Colin Creevy. Harry, Hannah Abbot and Lisa Turpin shall go to his former housing with the Dursleys; while Percy, Angelina, and Ginny go to Gringotts. Everybody else shall stay here until further notice," Hermione informed.
"Miss Hermione, should I prepare a small group around each section in case something goes wrong?" asked Dean Thomas.
Hermione nodded her head, "I want you to set up six people for each section, you, Alicia Spinnet, and George Weasley in charge of each group for each separate faction. Make sure everybody else stays here at the Head Quarters but have them armed and ready to fight at any time."
Dean Thomas nodded and the witches and wizards split to go their separate ways.
. . .
Padma clung onto Draco's shoulder as they walked to Gringotts, people who saw them immediately cowered in fear and once in a while Draco would kill a person in their way with a single blow.
"Oh Draco," Padma cooed, "You're just so strong!"
Draco grinned and cast a glance at Ron, "Why don't you kill for a change?"
"I do not kill for pleasure, I kill for power," Ron said simply and was silent again.
"Whatever, here we are," Padma smiled and she opened her palm to the door of the Gringotts and the door blasted open.
"My dear Padma, so strong yet feminime you are," Malfoy praised.
Padma flushed but nodded her head, "Anything for you. We're perfect."
"Give us the Elixer of Avena," Ron said dangerously, his dark sepia eyes were unreadable.
"We... come this way," one goblin said nervously, though the goblins were strong and not normally afraid, this was the day of the dark and they feared the high rankings of Lord Voldemort.
They were led into a chamber and the goblin opened it, "Only one may go in."
"That'll be me," Ron walked in and picked up the Elixer of Avena.
"We should go-"
"Hold on!" Percy cried out.
Draco and Padma turned around, "Why if it isn't Percy, the Prefect," Padma smiled and raised an eyebrow.
Percy froze as he saw Ron, holding the Elixer of Avena. "Ron..."
"Percy, have you got the Elixer?" Ginny's voice quieted as she saw Malfoy, automatically she stiffened but here eyes widened as she saw Ron.
"Why hello there, Ginny," Draco drawled out Ginny's name and she froze.
Padma glowered at Ginny but said nothing.
"Angelina..." Percy barely whispered. "Come... here."
Angelina popped her head into the tunnel, apparently carrying some heavy things.
She dropped them at the sight of Malfoy, Padma, and Ron.
"Hello, care to join our little party?" Malfoy smiled widely.
"Percy! Do something!" Angelina scolded.
Percy was about to mutter something, still getting out of shock when in less than a blink of an eye, Malfoy caught him around the neck. Padma laughed scornfully and drew a long fencing sword from her side, the sword came out of thin air.
"Interesting isn't it? I learned how to turn my wand into a sword after much time of research," she looked at her sword before turning to to Percy's stomach. "It is a very delightful torture weapon, and I can use it quite well."
"Studying? Quite the opposite of what you usually do," Angelina scoffed.
"I wouldn't go so far Angelina, I will kill him and if I don't, Draco will."
Ginny looked absolutely torn on what to do, she took out a spare gun that she hid in her shoe and pointed it at Ron's head, her hand unsteady and shaking.
"Ginny, you know you can't kill him," Draco said. "He can kill you, but you can't kill your own brother."
Ginny thought carefully. Ron couldn't move to kill Ginny and Angelina pointed her won at him anyway, getting ready to mutter a spell at any time.
"Trade me in for him," Ginny looked up, finally speaking.
"WHAT!?" yelled Angelina.
Ron said nothing but his eyes almost widened.
"Ginny... don't..." Percy whispered.
"Just leave my brother and Angelina alone," Ginny said.
Malfoy smiled, "Are you sure Ginny? To make such a sacrifice?"
"Yes, just leave them alone," Ginny gave her final answer and Malfoy let go of Percy, slinging Ginny towards him with a spell and his wand.
"Ginny!" Percy muttered before the four apparated out.
"FUCK! We have to tell Hermione!" Angelina stamped her foot.
"This is my fault..." Percy muttered. "If only I hadn't been so shocked with Ron, I knew that he turned currupt, but to see him..."
"No, it's not our fault. It's no ones fault."
George ran in, "Is anything wrong?
Percy looked up at him, his eyes saying Ron. . . .
Harry looked at the house on Privet Drive, he almost laughed at the memories of him cramped up in the little closet. The house was now run down like all the other houses on the road, Dudley was stupid but he was still a leader in the government that was trying to start a war against them, witches and wizards.
Harry waited with his other two companions.
. . .
Hermione looked at her house, shuddering at it. She went to the door and knocked, perhaps... just perhaps her parents were still there. She hadn't talked to them after the issue with Aletta. Her sister...
"Coming," a sweet yet tired voice called.
A woman with dark brown hair and ivy eyes opened the door, her eyes widened at the sight of Hermione.
"Hello mother."
. . .
"Ginny," Malfoy said as he picked up the girl whose hands were tied behind her back, her feet were bounded together with a spell. He picked her up, carrying her while Padma watched with jealousy. Ron looked ahead without a word.
"Brother, can you not look at me?" Ginny pleaded as Ron didn't look back once at his once beloved younger sister.
"He can't, he's disowned," Malfoy said in his drawled voice. He laughed with Padma at their little 'joke.'
"I haven't disowned you Ron, I don't think I ever will. I still have hope," Ginny repeated even louder than the background of Padma's and Draco's hideous laughs.
"Don't bother Ginny, he doesn't ever talk, curruption did him good. He cares only about power, we soldiers of his Eminence hold no love," Malfoy said.
"Shut up Draco, he's my brother," Ginny scowled at her former lover.
"No, Ginny, you're wrong. I am no longer a brother... I am... nobody."
Malfoy and Padma laughed even harder, and a single, crystaline tear ran down Ginny's cheek. For one moment, she almost gave up all hope. Almost.
. . .
"Colin, Susan, please leave me and my mother for a little while," Hermione said softly.
"But Hermione-"
"Now!"
"Yes, we'll be down here," the two walked down the stairs and Hermione went inside the house to talk with her mother.
"Why are you here Hermione?" asked her mother.
"I'm so sorry about the whole incide-"
"It's fine Hermione. It wasn't your fault. I raised Aletta very badly."
"I know you love her more than me. You will always love her more than me, but you will always be much prouder of me than her. You know she is shamed, you are proud of all the things I've done. You would kill her if it meant saving me, but you love her more."
"Of course. Of course I do, how can I not love her more? I have treated her so bad, she holds ever ounce of my pity."
"I understand mother. I understand. The thing is, you might be in danger. She and two other of her companions may come to harm you."
"I do not care Hermione. She can kill me and it doesn't matter."
"Please! Mother..." Hermione's head hung low. She just knew that her mother would die soon. She could feel it.
"Do not worry Hermione, I am happy enough."
"I will stay here, whether you like it or not."
"Then stay here you shall."
Hermione hung her head in defeat and went outside, only to get hit in the face while she opened the door.
"Lovely sister of mine, how have you been doing?" Aletta asked.
. . .
authors note sigh. i dont know why i continue to write. O.o i dont get many reviews and i dont care and people dont exactly appreciate my 'writing' but i realize now it isnt about that, its the fact i love writing itself. ^^;; if anybody is reading this, PLEASE keep on reading and though i wouldnt mind a review (wink) , i dont need one to keep me writing.