Harry Potter and the Death Eaters Son
By Trephinia Cealyn
Chapter 6 | Anti-Matter
The ground. The ground. Ground.
Fire… Air… Water… …
Earth?
Yes. Ground.
Help.
Talia woke with a start. She rubbed her eyes and shook her head. "Where am I?" she shivered. "Slytherin dorm room." She nodded. "Check."
The heat. The heat. Heat.
Air… Water… Earth… …
Fire?
Yes. Heat.
Help.
Landrak jumped out of bed and crouched low, in his fighting position. He blinked furiously then swore. "Dorm room." He muttered coolly. "Perfect."
The cold. The cold. Cold.
Water… Earth… Fire… …
Air?
Yes. Cold.
Help.
Hermione tumbled out of bed a tangle of sheets and Crookshanks. "Oww my arm." She numbly shook the cat off. "Harry, right."
The liquid. The liquid. Liquid.
Earth… Fire… Air… …
Water?
Yes. Cold.
Help.
Harry bit back a scream and forced his eyes open. Ron was snoring heavily in… Neville's bed? "What?" Harry closed his eyes then reopened them. "Nice."
Energy, matter.
Anti-Matter.
Earth Air Fire Water.
No.
Energy.
No.
Matter.
No.
Help.
Yes.
Draco fell off his bed and clenched his teeth. "Bloody muggles." He said a little to loudly. Goyle whimpered and rolled over. "Damn."
Help.
Ginny's pillow was soaking wet. Her eyes were watery and something wet was sliding down her cheek. "Why am I crying?" her sobs lessened. "I want Draco."
They can't hear you. They can't help you. You can hear them, hear them crying. Can you help them? Will you help them? Fire Air Earth Water. Will it stand? I can't tell you. Will it crumble? Will you falter? Can you help them?
Help. Them. Conquer.
"There will be a fight."
"There will be a fight."
Hear them. Listen. Watch. Wait.
"You can win, you can't win."
"Anti-Matter."
"Anti-Mother?"
"Anti-Matter, stupid."
Hear them argue. Hear them bicker.
"FOR THE LOVE OF HOLY."
Hear them fall. Hear them fall.
Hear. Them. Die.
"Students and esteemed faculty, this Saturday there will be a welcoming ball." Dumbledore said this all proudly. Draco barely listened. He could see Ginny across the hall staring at him. Her very demeanor screamed at him. He needed to touch her. She needed to feel him standing next to her. They wanted each other.
"The ball will be held at 7:00 to midnight." Dumbledore continued on and on his voice irking Ginny's mind. She wanted to be held in Draco's arms, to know that she was safe. "It will be a masquerade." Dumbledore sat and Ginny let out a sigh of relief. She practically ran to Draco and pulled him close. Her eyes tearing over.
"Shh… it's okay." He said crying to. He held her close breathing in the scent of her hair. Oblivious to all that surrounded them. The tears fell faster now. She couldn't stand it. It seemed that they couldn't get close enough. That he couldn't hold her firmly enough. He was crushing her ribcage but he wasn't close enough.
"Draco…" she felt him slipping away. Into space. She felt, she couldn't feel.
"Ginny…" Draco pulled her closer but she went farther away. Then it stopped, the world stopped. Ginny gasped for breath and felt Draco's lips close over hers, she was in heaven. "Wake up Ginny." Heaven was so beautiful. Where is Draco? I need Draco. "WAKE UP." She turned and left, running. She woke up. "You stupid girl."
Draco was holding her close and people were gathering around. "You forgot to breath." He said sternly scolding her. She held onto his robes dizzy.
"Mr. Malfoy she needs rest." Madame Pomfrey tried to pull Ginny away.
"No I want my dragon." Ginny had a death grip on his arm and was drawing blood.
"I'll take her." Draco held her tight and stood up, walking to the infirmary.
Everyone stared as Dumbledore, McGonagle, Snape, Potter, Hermione, Ron, Evie, and Landrak ran after Draco and Pomfrey.
"What just happened?"
"I don't know."
"Did you see that?"
"Wonder what happened to that Ginny girl."
"If Draco Malfoy held me like that I'd faint to."
"She didn't faint. She almost died."
"She did die."
"See the look on Ron's face? He was ready to kill Malfoy."
"Malfoy wouldn't hurt Ginny."
Dumbledore returned to the Great Hall walking fast. He went over to Talia and talked quickly. The girl nodded and followed him out.
The hall was quiet.
Help. Help me.
