Le roi est mort; vive le roi
La regine est mort; la regine a mort
Les hommes ont contents
Les femmes ont contentes
Parce que le roi est mort

Okay, somewhere in the middle of the story, there is Ron, and Hermione is supposed to call him by his full name. I picked his middle name to be 'Marshall' only because the song I listened at that time was Eminem's. No, I do not like Eminem, he annoys me, even though I used to listen to him. Him music is ignorant and indoctrinating, arbitrating the dullness of the Western life.
I guess, I should go to next song, because I ca not write listening to this Eminem's shit.

Advocating:
-the characters that don't belong to me belong to la regine, J. K. Rowling.

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Harry didn't need to figure out the charm or anything to know that Draco Malfoy was the one who cursed his broom. He was released out of the hospitals, five days after the 'accident'. He went to his morning classes, looking all sinister and spleen. Before the lunch started, Harry went over to Slytherin table to fetch Draco Malfoy. They needed to talk. Draco found it imprudent to reject Harry's demand. Harry looked really irate.
Harry took him to outside the Hogwarts, where there was no one. It was nice day, and they did not need their cloaks to keep them warm.
-"What do you want, Potter?" - Malfoy asked, spitefully. He kept his hand in his pocket, looking acerbically at Harry.
-"It was you who set the curse on my broom, Malfoy" - Harry asked. Five days in the hospital wing? This was a record (for this year).
-"Why do you care Potter? Would my confession mean anything to you?" - Draco drawled, looking at the ground.
-"So it was you? You're so inhuman" - said he.
-"Oh, and you are? You think you are making the Mudblood happy. No way, she just lives in illusion that I like her and she believes in all lies that I tell her. She thinks I am going to marry her. You are not ravaging only her life, you wrecked my reputation. Ancilla is mad at me now for going out with the Mudblood. She may tell that to my father and than I am dead" - Draco snapped at Harry.
-"How sweet, you are addressing Professor Deitrich by Ancilla" - Harry muttered in the undertone.
-"It is not sweet! And she has pretty bad opinion about me right now. She knows it is me who cursed your broom." - Draco said, looking sorrowfully at the ground.
-"Is that so?" - Harry asked. He wanted to be aggressive to Draco now, but he couldn't. He felt sorry for Draco.
-"It is. I told her I liked her and I tried to kiss her. She kicked me out of her office" - Draco said feebly to Harry. Harry tried to adjust his face into an understanding expression, but it didn't quite work out.
-"She can be your mother" - Harry said, gravely.
-"I don't care." - Draco's eyes were grieve and seeking for discernment, though they were tearless.
-"Listen Draco, I am really sorry. You don't have to go out with Hermione anymore and pretend to be something that you are not" - Harry proclaimed.
-"You better be sorry, asshole" - Draco snapped at him going away.
Harry stood on the clear ground around him for a moment. Draco's words got to him. Hermione wasn't happy. It was an illusion.

Minerva McGonagall was happy that Julius Deitrich is dead. Though she felt sorry for Ancilla's lose of father -- but she, by any means did not tolerate her behaviour to the Hogwarts students. Minerva remained calm when she found out that her parents died, she didn't torture other people.
During one afternoon, she stayed in the Teachers' Room, discussing the teaching tactics with Snape. They both agreed that the kids of today are just plain ignorant. McGonagall tried to persuade the talk to Ancilla Deitrich.
-"I feel sorry for Ancilla Deitrich though" - she said.
-"Of course. It is not easy losing your father you love so much" - Severus sighed.
-"But I still think that her teaching is sloppy" - she said, in sly husky voice.
-"I couldn't disagree more. She is an excellent teacher. I believe I told you this already" - spoke he, in polite manner.
-"Blimey, but she is so delinquent, she treat some students like cattle" - Minerva said worriedly.
-"No, she does not. It is her own régime, and we shouldn't be snooping. Dumbledore would highly disagree with you, Minerva" - Severus said, looking straight into her eyes.
-"No, he would not" - Minerva uttered, and it sounded almost like a screech.
-"Oh, I would" - Dumbledore said, entering the Teachers' room. Minerva abruptly turned around, looking around the chair at Dumbledore.
-"I am so sorry, I haven't seen you" - she tried to justify herself.
-"I overheard your conversation as I passed the corridor." - Dumbledore smiled, benignly.

May passed quickly. Draco was averting Hermione all the time. He would not speak to her nor say hi to her when he saw her. She fell into depression. Harry and Ron tried to bring her up. Harry finally realised what he had done. People's feeling were not supposed to be played with. If he didn't coerce Draco into pretending, Hermione would probably just get over him.
Draco had other problems. Ancilla became so reserved with him, and every time she spoke to him, she behaved like he was an ordinary student. She addressed him as Draco, still and he could call her Ancilla, but every time he attempted to ask her into personal details, she would emotionlessly tell him off.
He was becoming mad at his father. Lucius sent him one letter and Draco didn't reply on it. He knew it shan't be pleasant when he goes back home.
Lucius started getting all the presents to Ancilla. He bought her so much jewellery and clothing that she just couldn't have enough time to wear them all.
-"I bought you this" - Lucius said, after he got out from the bed, and pulled the small box out of his robes.
-"Not another gift" - Ancilla whined, dropping herself, heavily onto the soft bed of Lucius' bedroom. They were over Lucius' manor.
Lucius came back to her, giving her the box. His eyes were enthusiastic while she opened a box. Plain golden ring was inside.
-"What does this mean Lucius?" - she eyed him sharply. He never prophesized she will act so harsh.
-"You are not that stupid" - said he, looking at her so grimly. She just hurt him so much in a single moment.
-"My love, I am married already." - With the tip of her middle finger, she stoked the lustrous surface of the gold ring.
-"What do you think, I am like an idiot so I do not know you're married" - said he. He never felt so humiliated in his life. He thought that she finally got some sense in her brain.
-"No, I do not think that you are stupid. Lucius you know my answer. Why are you nagging me, again?" - she said, sitting up. In one hand, she held the ring, and with the other one, she held the bed sheet of her bare body.
-"Do you know how you are making me feel? You are choosing Mathieu over me, again. This was Severus' plan anyway. De facto, he though this would work" - Lucius said, bitterly, putting his arms behind his head.
-"Lucius, please" - she cried, pressing the little box that was in her hand.
-"Go to hell, bitch" - he said, quietly, closing his silver eyes. She assumed that he might be crying, but she wasn't for sure. She turned around to him, and gently glided his hand over his chest, like it was ice.
-"You can go now" - Lucius voiced, sounding so superior. But Ancilla wasn't Victoria. She will not be bossed around by anyone (accept her father).
-"What am I, Lucius? Your whore so you tell me when to go away? You are satisfied, honey. It's time to pay me for pleasing you." - Her voice was cold and her head was inculcated with thought about Lucius ordering Victoria around.
-"No" - he said, opening his eyes. His eyes were bit red.
-"I am not Victoria" - she said. He sighed, getting his arms from around his head, and drawing her close to him. She accepted to lay beside him. They were like that for some time.
-"What are you thinking?" - Lucius asked her. She was still clutching her hand with his ring, on his chest.
-"I shall think about your marriage offer" - she told him, getting up. He got up after her, and they got dressed.
-"Lucius" - she started, frilly - "wouldn't it be too weird for Draco if you just married me? I mean, I am his teacher."
-"I am sure Draco would be delighted to have you as a mother." - Lucius was quite surprised when she told him this.
-"Lucius, ahm, I spend much more time with him than you do. He is fifteen years old, I'm sure he is having a lot of problems on his own. You are his father, you must talk to him" - she said, genuinely.
-"What kinds of problems?" - Lucius asked curiously, buttoning up his black shirt. Ancilla gently helped him adjust his collar. She was fully dressed up already, but she was used to waiting for him.
-"He should be the one to tell you, not me. Anyway, remember what kind of problems you had when you were his age?" - she said to him.
-"My only problem was the same one I have today: the dreadful time I have to spend without you" - he said, and kissed her before she could smile.

During the breakfast, Harry received a letter from Sirius. He whispered to Ron that he received it, and they run outside the Great Hall to read it. Hermione was not with them. As soon as Draco started neglecting her, actively, she started spending her entire time in the library. Harry and Ron tried to purge that habit of hers, but due to its impossibility, they gave up. Eventually, Hermione will get over Draco.
They run to the empty hallway of the Hogwarts castle and read the letter. Sirius sounded pretty anxious and nervous. He was explicable telling Harry how he is in great danger and that he should be on constant alert. After Ron read it, he had an idea: why don't they go and show it to Hermione. She would be cheered up to find out that Sirius wrote them.
The idea turned out to be a catastrophe.
-"Harry Potter, have you read the letter at all?" - Hermione gasped, putting her hand over her open mouth.
-"No, he didn't." - Ron said sarcastically.
-"Harry, you are in great danger. You should go and show this letter to Dumbledore" - she said.
-"Hermione, I am sure Dumbledore knows about this, already" - Ron sighed before Harry could speak.
-"Ron Marshall Weasley, you are so foolish. You all men are foolish mean superficial sex-obsessed bastards. You have no feelings and care for no one. Your centre of the universe is sex and Quidditch. Everything else orbits around that" - Hermione shouted to two of them so loud that Madame Pince was coming over to see what is happening and other student in the library were turning to them.
Hermione walked away, than.
-"This was intended for Malfoy not us, wasn't it?" - Ron asked, as Harry nodded his head.
-"I would ask you to leave, Potter, Weasley" - Mme Pince snapped sassily when she approached them. Silently, Harry and Ron lost out of the library.
They are not sex-obsessed bastards. Of course it is ok for boys of their age and younger to explore their sexuality. Whatsoever, it is more okay for guys to masturbate than for girls.

Poor little Hermione. Brusque Draco ditched her. He was enjoying his freedom so much, that even Ancilla, who seldom spoke to him in recent time, told him he reminds her on Lucius so much when it comes to women. Draco quite boldly replied her that he would not mind having her instead of all the girls that run after him. They were alone in her office, and she kicked him out, again. This time, she threatened she will tell Lucius about what he had with the Mudblood.
Hermione did not speak to Harry nor Ron. Alas, they were too busy TRYING to study Not that they actually studied anything because as soon as they started, they would be distracted by something 'much more' important than studying. Exams were on its way, the time was passing.
One week after the exams were over, whole school was relaxed and happy (or mad, if they got bad marks). Naturally, Harry barely passed Potions. Ron, was of same faith. Harry was surprised that he got the top mark in Defence Against the Dark Arts. Well, he was sharing it with Draco Malfoy, but it was still something.
Hermione wanted to castrate Professor Deitrich for almost failing her. Professor Deitrich wanted to fail her on basics that she just did not have something magic inside her that she needed to pass the course. It seemed like Dumbledore had little chat with her, but Hermione was still receiving a poor mark.
Lee Jordan, Fred, and George Weasley passed this year (barely). Lee Jordan got the highest mark from all the classes in Defence Against the Dark Arts. He was so into that subject from when Professor Deitrich came, that he new all the spells better than anyone in the school.

On the night of the last day of the exam, Harry went to bed. He had fallen into deep sleep. It seemed that just as he closed his eyes, someone was gently tapping his shoulder to wake him up.
-"Wake up Harry" - the person was whispering. Harry opened his eyes, and through the dark, he saw the dim complexion of Sirius Black.
-"Sirius!" - he exclaimed, but Sirius shoved his bony hand over his mouth.
-"Shut up" - he growled, through his teeth, taking the hand off Harry's mouth. Harry was perplexed.
-"Listen Harry, get dressed, and come downstairs" - Sirius told him.
-"But what..."
-"I don't want to hear 'but'. Pronto!" - Sirius said, going out of the lightless dormitory room.
Everyone was sleeping as Harry got his clothes on. Apparently not everybody. Ron emerged from his four-poster tent, fully dressed.
-"What are you doing here?" - Harry hissed.
-"I couldn't sleep. I overheard you and Sirius, and I thought that I should come, too" - said Ron.
-"Ron, Sirius seems so nervous. It might be dangerous. I don't know what he is going to do with me" - Harry said, going towards the door.
-"That's exactly why. Harry James Potter, you are my best friend, and I want to be beside you" - Ron said, not letting Harry get away from him. Harry smiled distantly, as the went down the spiral staircases. 'The best friends...'
On their surprises, in the common room waited, beside Sirius Black, Remus Lupin. Harry run to Sirius first, and hugged him, than he went to Remus Lupin.
-"Harry we don't have time for that" - said Sirius briskly, pulling Harry out of Remus' hug.
-"Are you coming with us, too, Ron" - Remus asked Ron, as they headed outside the common room.
-"I would never let down my best friend, Harry Potter. Never, not in a million light years!" - Said Ron remarkably. It made Harry feel good on the inside. Remus sent Sirius an enigmatic grin. Remus also found it symphatetic because 'light year' is measure for distance, not time.
-"Harry, I don't have time to explain, but I have to get you to safe. Lord Voldemort wants you" - Sirius said. They walked through empty hallways of Hogwarts.
Harry couldn't help notice that Sirius looks a lot better. Indeed, he was gorgeous. He was wearing black leather boots, black jeans, black shirt, and black leather trench coat.
Remus was wearing shabby brown suit and black cloak over.
They were on the first floor, walking synchronically. A person called out Sirius' name. They all stopped, instantly, and turned around.
-"Ancilla Deitrich?" - Sirius questioned.
-"It is ironic how I see you again at the Hogwarts, Sirius" - she said in soft voice, walking to them. As she approached them, she grabbed Sirius, hugging his heartily. She pressed her lean body onto his that he felt highly uncomfortable. That's exactly how it made Harry, Ron, and Remus feel. She kept him like that for very long time. Eventually, her got his hands around her, too.
When she let him go, Sirius craved for more. He haven't had a woman in nearly fifteen years already. Ancilla seemed to feel that very well.
-"I haven't seen you for such a long time. I'm so glad you got out of Azkeban" - she said, holding his hand. Sirius wanted to run. He knew they had to go, but Ancilla stopped him. Ron, Harry, and Remus ware standing beside, vigorously following their colloquia.
-"It is all thanks to you, Ancilla" - he smiled. Why was he standing there when he must run? It was because of her.
To him, she appeared the most beautiful creature she is. She did resemble the image of Persephone. A lot of artist imagines Persephone with her look, but she truly had something special in her look. Was it her long, bony face, with accented cheekbones, or her heart shaped lips. Maybe it was her two shiny dark round eyes, or the naturally thin eyebrows that were high above them.
-"I know. Now listen, Dumbledore told me everything. I am here to help you get away" - she said importantly. Severus was interested in her chest, that was partially exposing breast under the tight top black dress. It was unchaste how short the dress was. She had black robes and cloak over that. As usually, she was wearing high-heeled boats. She could run really well in them.
-"But aren't you a De-....." - Sirius tried to said, but she put her middle finger over his mouth to show him to shut up. Sirius was fathoming all her flirting gestures.
-"It doesn't matter" - she hissed. -"Lets go now. I am here only to help you" - she urged them all to go.
Sirius and Ancilla were leading them out of the Hogwarts, as Harry, Ron, and Remus silently followed them. They didn't comment the way Ancilla just behaved to Sirius. She was teasing with him -- it was all clear to them.
Au contraire, Sirius didn't seem to care. He had his arm around her waist. He thought that perhaps after they are safe, he could have her. James told him all about her promiscuity. Once, when James confronted her about that, about herself, she said: 'I'm not a slut, James. All those guys think that they have me, but they don't. I am the one that got them, I am the one that hunts her prey aka all the men that sexually appeal me. Therefore, I am the hunter.'
She was a hunter. As soon as they reached the Enchanted Forest, they were ready to apparate. They drew their wands, but Severus Snape emerged from the dark, and before they could disappeared, he pronounced a spell, and got everyone's wands accept Ancilla's. They looked berserk at her, like she was something absurd. Her idle smirking face gave them away that she framed them. Before they could run, she lazily said few foreign words and they were all tethered.
-"Voldemort will be happy" - Severus beamed, looking at Ron, Harry, Sirius and Remus, all tethered up in one bundle.
-"I'm sorry" - Ancilla said to Sirius, clement. She stroked his face, but he spat at her, calling her a bitch. She wiped the saliva with a single wave of her wand.
-"Master is waiting for you" - she said softly, to all of them.
-"You are a Death Eater?" - Ron gasped. Harry couldn't say a word. He actually believed her, and she framed them.
-"Of course she is" - Sirius snapped. Ancilla smiled insidious smile.
-"Poor McGonagall was right she didn't want me at Hogwarts" - she sighed, ironically.
-"It is time to bring them to the Master?" - Severus asked, checking his watch.
-"Not yet; in few minutes, we will delivered them" - she sighed.
-"I can not believe that you betrayed James and Lily" - spoke Remus. Severus smirked at him. This was the happiest day of his life.
-"I never betrayed James, and you, Sirius know how much I didn't like Lily" - she said.
-"I think it's time to go" - whispered Severus.
He sneered at Harry and Sirius before they dissapparated.

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'You always hurt the ones you love' - Oscar Wild


So do you like it? Yeas, this chapter is shorter then my chapters usually are. I thought it was make a good cliffhanger if I stopped here.
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