Chapter 41: Infernal et Obscurité Jour
Disclaimer~ Okay. Do really think I own Harry Potter?
Thanks~ Rebecca Anne, ~*~Me~*~, Kylee, Glory, Gooey Gooey Coca Beans, C, Draco's Evil Sister, Cyropi, dobbie-luvs-sweeties, Meow17, Rosa, Butterfly, f0xyness39, bubblegum*girl, Carolina, Muffy, Kely, Lady Slytherin, JoeBob1379, Sky Brooks, Rebecca, blueberry girl, Amo il ragazzo, Kumiko Eharu, Drcao-luver, I think I like Chad now, Akuma Canadian Angel, DiOsA4u, kai kai, unsigned, Yoshi12, maltoy's girl, and deep.fried.chicken.wings. KUMIKO EHARU thanks for punching the Death Eaters. They are grateful ^_~
A/N~ Okay, the last chapter was really sad. I know. It pained me to write it. Well, I want to say sorry if I really did make anyone cry. Sorry ^_^ Here's some Kleenex.
That horrible foggy November morning, everyone walked through the Hallways of Hogwarts with their head down to the floor. There was not a single dry eye to be seen. All the students seemed upset and disturbed that there was a student murder so close to the school. Everyone knew that You-Know-Who had to be behind it.
Hermione felt sick the rest of the day. At lunch, she just couldn't eat a single morsel of food. Nobody blamed her though. She just stared at the Gryffindor Table and it was as though nothing else existed. Hermione did not even notice that none of the professors were sitting at their usual spots at the table.
Hermione suddenly felt a hand being placed on her shoulder. She turned around and saw those blue eyes staring at her. "Ron? What do you want?" Hermione muttered.
Ron smiled slightly at Hermione, "Are you okay? Do you need anything?"
"No." Hermione sighed sadly.
Hermione felt Ginny wrap her arms around her. Ginny patted Hermione on the shoulder, "Things are going to be okay. You have to have hope Hermione. That's all you can do. Hope is the only thing you can really do in a world fill of evil."
Hermione nodded, but still croaked out, "But Jewel was one of my best friends, and now I'll never ever see her again. How will things ever be okay?"
Hermione felt a tear slip down her face. She just could not believe that Jewel was dead. She also could not believe that her own father murdered her. Hermione felt the anger boil up inside of her as she remembered Lucius's unfeeling expression as he shoved the sword through his daughter's heart.
Hermione banged the table loudly with her fist, "Damn Lucius! I hate him! I hate him!"
"Hermione, calm down. Please," came Pansy's gentle voice.
Ron looked up and smiled, "Hey Pansy! Where's uh-Mal- Draco?"
Pansy shook her head sadly, "Well, I could not get him to come to the Great Hall. I went to his room, because I always sneak into the Boy Dorms, it's a habit of mine. But Draco is not coming. He was just crying and refused to come down. He just shook his head. He wouldn't even speak to me."
Hermione's brown eyes filled with concern, "Is he okay?"
Pansy scowled, "What do you think, Granger! He had his younger sister murdered in front of his face, by his father nonetheless. So yes, he would be okay!"
"Sorry. Gosh."
Harry shook his head, "I hope everything will turn out to be all right. This is not a good time at all. This is terrible. I feel so awful."
"Don't we all feel awful?" Cho said.
The group turned around to see Cho standing there. Her big brown eyes were filled up with tears. Cho stared and Hermione and muttered, "I thought I told you. I told you were going to lose something dear. Don't you remember, Hermione?"
Hermione nodded, "But I thought you were talking about Draco."
Cho smiled sweetly, "No, I wasn't talking about Draco. Guys, I am a Seer."
"No shit!" Pansy cried, "That is amazing!"
Harry blushed, "Wow, Cho. That is a-a-amazing. R-R-Really w-wonderful."
Cho grinned and Ginny glared. Cho's grin soon became a frown. She stared from Ginny to Harry to Hermione to Ron to Pansy. Cho's voice trembled as she spoke, "Voldemort. He is coming."
~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~
Draco was curled up on his four-poster bed. Pansy had come to get him for lunch, but Draco could not bear to show his face to anyone. Draco was not sure he could eat anyway. The thought of food made him absolutely positively sick. All Draco could think about was his sister.
Draco rubbed his eyes several times, but the tears kept falling. They were like an endless waterfall. ~ It should have been me. I should have been killed. Jewel had so much to live for. ~ Draco thought miserably.
Suddenly Draco's door flew open violently. Draco nearly fell off of his bed in shock. Blaise was standing there and glaring at Draco coldly with her pale green eyes. Draco felt himself shudder. Blaise laughed, "Fool! Are you still in here crying like a little girl? Jewel was weak. I was sure you knew that! But it's too late! They are coming! Be prepared. Come with me."
~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~
The Great Hall was silent. Nobody knew what to do. They were here. After all the weeks of waiting after Dumbledore's murder, the Death Eaters arrived. No one knew what to do. One minute everyone was eating and chatting about Jewel. The next minute Voldemort, with Lucius on one side of him and Peter Pettigrew on the other, and all the other Death Eaters were leering down at them. As soon as Cho said the Death Eaters were coming, they appeared. Everyone was frozen with fear.
Voldemort laughed a high-pitched laugh, "Hello fellow students of Hogwarts. McGonagall has officially retired. I am the new headmaster, and these are all your new professors, who are here to teach you about the beauty of the dark arts. Well, to teach some of you anyway."
Hermione, Ginny, Ron, Harry, and Pansy all gasped with shock. What were the Death Eaters doing here? Haven't they done enough all ready?"
Voldemort glared down at the group with his gleaming red eyes, "Are there any questions?"
Hermione felt her heart stop. She felt the blood pounding in her ears, but she heard her voice say, "What have you done with our professors? Why weren't they at lunch?"
Voldemort laughed, "Funny you should ask that, mudblood. Well, I gave them the option to run, or fight. So naturally they decided to run!"
All the Death Eaters laughed as though amused. Voldemort snarled loudly, "Where is the girl?"
"I am here, my Lord." Blaise replied.
All heads turned toward the entrance of the Great Hall. Blaise was standing there looking triumphed. She had her nails dug into Draco's skin as she was holding his arm. Draco didn't even attempt to escape. He just stood there, his eyes were red from crying. Lucius laughed at the sight of his son, "You are pathetic. Have I not taught you anything? I suppose you're as worthless as those Gryffindors."
Draco didn't even answer. He just looking at the floor. Voldemort turned away from Blaise and back at everyone else who was sitting nervously in their chair. Voldemort snapped loudly at the students, "All Gryffindors with work as slaves in the dungeons. No pay. No rest. No nothing! Ravenclaws and Hufflepuffs will be persona servants to the Slytherins. All Slytherins will learn about the dark arts, and continue school as normal."
Voldemort then sneered, "But there has been some special arrangements."
Pettigrew immediately walked up to Pansy and grabbed her arm tightly. Pansy gasped in pain, but didn't argue. Ron's face flushed in anger. Hermione heard him mutter, "If that son of a bitch does anything to her, I swear."
Pansy was brought before Voldemort. She looked at the ground, and was shaking. She seemed very frightened. Voldemort snickered, "You are a failure as a Slytherin, and a disgrace. We are all very displeased. However, Madame Zabini here, requested you in particular to be her personal slave. Are there any objections?"
Pansy shook her head silently, and walked over to Blaise. Blaise snarled, "You are my property now. I own you, bitch."
Pansy whimpered as Blaise shoved Draco away and stated, "What should we do with your son, Lucius?"
Lucius glared at Draco with his hateful gray eyes. He sneered, "Draco will be put in the dungeons with the rest of the Gryffindors for the time being. The Dark Lord and I will think of a suitable punishment. No need to worry."
Voldemort smiled with wicked glee, "Excellent. Now, lead these repulsive young children out of my sight. It sickens me to look at them."
Hermione soon felt herself being lead away into the dark damp dungeons, along with everyone else she knew. Hermione saw Harry clutching his scar in agony. Hermione felt so sorry for him. Hermione knew Voldemort probably had a special plan for him as well.
Hermione could hardly believe what was happening to her. Hermione caught Draco's eye. He still wasn't speaking. Hermione felt the anger boil like fire inside of her stomach. Hermione just wanting to punch all those Death Eaters hard, especially Lucius. Hermione thought to herself ~ Lucius has made Draco's life hell since he was born, he killed Jewel, and now is taking Hogwarts away from me. I will NEVER forgive Lucius Malfoy. ~
Things suck now, huh? Well, keep reviewing. I will post ASAP!!!
~*Sophiebabe
Disclaimer~ Okay. Do really think I own Harry Potter?
Thanks~ Rebecca Anne, ~*~Me~*~, Kylee, Glory, Gooey Gooey Coca Beans, C, Draco's Evil Sister, Cyropi, dobbie-luvs-sweeties, Meow17, Rosa, Butterfly, f0xyness39, bubblegum*girl, Carolina, Muffy, Kely, Lady Slytherin, JoeBob1379, Sky Brooks, Rebecca, blueberry girl, Amo il ragazzo, Kumiko Eharu, Drcao-luver, I think I like Chad now, Akuma Canadian Angel, DiOsA4u, kai kai, unsigned, Yoshi12, maltoy's girl, and deep.fried.chicken.wings. KUMIKO EHARU thanks for punching the Death Eaters. They are grateful ^_~
A/N~ Okay, the last chapter was really sad. I know. It pained me to write it. Well, I want to say sorry if I really did make anyone cry. Sorry ^_^ Here's some Kleenex.
That horrible foggy November morning, everyone walked through the Hallways of Hogwarts with their head down to the floor. There was not a single dry eye to be seen. All the students seemed upset and disturbed that there was a student murder so close to the school. Everyone knew that You-Know-Who had to be behind it.
Hermione felt sick the rest of the day. At lunch, she just couldn't eat a single morsel of food. Nobody blamed her though. She just stared at the Gryffindor Table and it was as though nothing else existed. Hermione did not even notice that none of the professors were sitting at their usual spots at the table.
Hermione suddenly felt a hand being placed on her shoulder. She turned around and saw those blue eyes staring at her. "Ron? What do you want?" Hermione muttered.
Ron smiled slightly at Hermione, "Are you okay? Do you need anything?"
"No." Hermione sighed sadly.
Hermione felt Ginny wrap her arms around her. Ginny patted Hermione on the shoulder, "Things are going to be okay. You have to have hope Hermione. That's all you can do. Hope is the only thing you can really do in a world fill of evil."
Hermione nodded, but still croaked out, "But Jewel was one of my best friends, and now I'll never ever see her again. How will things ever be okay?"
Hermione felt a tear slip down her face. She just could not believe that Jewel was dead. She also could not believe that her own father murdered her. Hermione felt the anger boil up inside of her as she remembered Lucius's unfeeling expression as he shoved the sword through his daughter's heart.
Hermione banged the table loudly with her fist, "Damn Lucius! I hate him! I hate him!"
"Hermione, calm down. Please," came Pansy's gentle voice.
Ron looked up and smiled, "Hey Pansy! Where's uh-Mal- Draco?"
Pansy shook her head sadly, "Well, I could not get him to come to the Great Hall. I went to his room, because I always sneak into the Boy Dorms, it's a habit of mine. But Draco is not coming. He was just crying and refused to come down. He just shook his head. He wouldn't even speak to me."
Hermione's brown eyes filled with concern, "Is he okay?"
Pansy scowled, "What do you think, Granger! He had his younger sister murdered in front of his face, by his father nonetheless. So yes, he would be okay!"
"Sorry. Gosh."
Harry shook his head, "I hope everything will turn out to be all right. This is not a good time at all. This is terrible. I feel so awful."
"Don't we all feel awful?" Cho said.
The group turned around to see Cho standing there. Her big brown eyes were filled up with tears. Cho stared and Hermione and muttered, "I thought I told you. I told you were going to lose something dear. Don't you remember, Hermione?"
Hermione nodded, "But I thought you were talking about Draco."
Cho smiled sweetly, "No, I wasn't talking about Draco. Guys, I am a Seer."
"No shit!" Pansy cried, "That is amazing!"
Harry blushed, "Wow, Cho. That is a-a-amazing. R-R-Really w-wonderful."
Cho grinned and Ginny glared. Cho's grin soon became a frown. She stared from Ginny to Harry to Hermione to Ron to Pansy. Cho's voice trembled as she spoke, "Voldemort. He is coming."
~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~
Draco was curled up on his four-poster bed. Pansy had come to get him for lunch, but Draco could not bear to show his face to anyone. Draco was not sure he could eat anyway. The thought of food made him absolutely positively sick. All Draco could think about was his sister.
Draco rubbed his eyes several times, but the tears kept falling. They were like an endless waterfall. ~ It should have been me. I should have been killed. Jewel had so much to live for. ~ Draco thought miserably.
Suddenly Draco's door flew open violently. Draco nearly fell off of his bed in shock. Blaise was standing there and glaring at Draco coldly with her pale green eyes. Draco felt himself shudder. Blaise laughed, "Fool! Are you still in here crying like a little girl? Jewel was weak. I was sure you knew that! But it's too late! They are coming! Be prepared. Come with me."
~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~
The Great Hall was silent. Nobody knew what to do. They were here. After all the weeks of waiting after Dumbledore's murder, the Death Eaters arrived. No one knew what to do. One minute everyone was eating and chatting about Jewel. The next minute Voldemort, with Lucius on one side of him and Peter Pettigrew on the other, and all the other Death Eaters were leering down at them. As soon as Cho said the Death Eaters were coming, they appeared. Everyone was frozen with fear.
Voldemort laughed a high-pitched laugh, "Hello fellow students of Hogwarts. McGonagall has officially retired. I am the new headmaster, and these are all your new professors, who are here to teach you about the beauty of the dark arts. Well, to teach some of you anyway."
Hermione, Ginny, Ron, Harry, and Pansy all gasped with shock. What were the Death Eaters doing here? Haven't they done enough all ready?"
Voldemort glared down at the group with his gleaming red eyes, "Are there any questions?"
Hermione felt her heart stop. She felt the blood pounding in her ears, but she heard her voice say, "What have you done with our professors? Why weren't they at lunch?"
Voldemort laughed, "Funny you should ask that, mudblood. Well, I gave them the option to run, or fight. So naturally they decided to run!"
All the Death Eaters laughed as though amused. Voldemort snarled loudly, "Where is the girl?"
"I am here, my Lord." Blaise replied.
All heads turned toward the entrance of the Great Hall. Blaise was standing there looking triumphed. She had her nails dug into Draco's skin as she was holding his arm. Draco didn't even attempt to escape. He just stood there, his eyes were red from crying. Lucius laughed at the sight of his son, "You are pathetic. Have I not taught you anything? I suppose you're as worthless as those Gryffindors."
Draco didn't even answer. He just looking at the floor. Voldemort turned away from Blaise and back at everyone else who was sitting nervously in their chair. Voldemort snapped loudly at the students, "All Gryffindors with work as slaves in the dungeons. No pay. No rest. No nothing! Ravenclaws and Hufflepuffs will be persona servants to the Slytherins. All Slytherins will learn about the dark arts, and continue school as normal."
Voldemort then sneered, "But there has been some special arrangements."
Pettigrew immediately walked up to Pansy and grabbed her arm tightly. Pansy gasped in pain, but didn't argue. Ron's face flushed in anger. Hermione heard him mutter, "If that son of a bitch does anything to her, I swear."
Pansy was brought before Voldemort. She looked at the ground, and was shaking. She seemed very frightened. Voldemort snickered, "You are a failure as a Slytherin, and a disgrace. We are all very displeased. However, Madame Zabini here, requested you in particular to be her personal slave. Are there any objections?"
Pansy shook her head silently, and walked over to Blaise. Blaise snarled, "You are my property now. I own you, bitch."
Pansy whimpered as Blaise shoved Draco away and stated, "What should we do with your son, Lucius?"
Lucius glared at Draco with his hateful gray eyes. He sneered, "Draco will be put in the dungeons with the rest of the Gryffindors for the time being. The Dark Lord and I will think of a suitable punishment. No need to worry."
Voldemort smiled with wicked glee, "Excellent. Now, lead these repulsive young children out of my sight. It sickens me to look at them."
Hermione soon felt herself being lead away into the dark damp dungeons, along with everyone else she knew. Hermione saw Harry clutching his scar in agony. Hermione felt so sorry for him. Hermione knew Voldemort probably had a special plan for him as well.
Hermione could hardly believe what was happening to her. Hermione caught Draco's eye. He still wasn't speaking. Hermione felt the anger boil like fire inside of her stomach. Hermione just wanting to punch all those Death Eaters hard, especially Lucius. Hermione thought to herself ~ Lucius has made Draco's life hell since he was born, he killed Jewel, and now is taking Hogwarts away from me. I will NEVER forgive Lucius Malfoy. ~
Things suck now, huh? Well, keep reviewing. I will post ASAP!!!
~*Sophiebabe
