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A/N- Yeah! The seventh chapter! Wowie zowie!
Chapter 7-
Ginny exited through the portrait hole. It was still early in the morning, and not many people were even awake yet. Even though it was quite warm in the castle, Ginny felt a shiver go through her spine. Something just didn't feel right. As she walked down the long corridor to the library, her footsteps eechoed behind her, filling the narrow space with sound. Ginny quickened her pace, eager to get to the library were it was well lit and safe.
She turned the corner, looking behind her to check for followers. She didn't see Pansy when she turned.
"I'm so sorry!" Ginny gushed as she helped Pansy up.
"It's alright. Really." Pansy assured her. "Aren't you...yes! You're the 5th year who was bumped up to 6th year Potions, right?
Ginny could feel the red creeping up in her cheeks. "Well, yes...."
"Great! I've been having trouble with the growing potion Snape assigned us. Maybe you could help me."
"Actually, I was just on my way to the library-"
"Perfect, we can work on it there. I'm Pansy Parkinson."
"Ginny Weasley."
"Good to know. C'mon we better get to the library."
Pansy dragged a reluctant Ginny through corridors Ginny had never seen before. They seemed to be getting father and farther away from light...
"This isn't the was to the library." Ginny finally said.
"Sure it is. I found a shortcut a few years ago." And then Pansy stopped. They had come to a dead end. But then Pansy turned a loose brick in the end wall. The wall flipped around revealing a room that was completely dark.
"Pansy, I don't know-" But Pansy pulled her in and the door came to a close.
"Hello?" Ginny whimpered through the darkness. She couldn't see a single thing.
"HELLO!" she yelled. Suddenly, a hand clamped tightly over her mouth and started pulling her towards another hidden door. And then Ginny black out....
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Draco stood by the portraits of the Hogwarts founding members. He had sent her an owl saying that they needed to talk about what was going on. Draco had been here over an hour and still no sign of Ginny. He watched out the window as the snow fell to the ground. It had been snowing all day. There had to be at least 4 or 5 inches already on the ground and it showed no signs of stopping.
"Perhaps she's not coming, dear." the portrait of Helga Hufflepuff said.
"Quiet you." Godric Gryffindor told her. "The boy is clearly in a fragile emotional state."
"What?" Draco asked unbelievingly.
"Don't mind him." Rowena Ravenclaw said from ehind her rather large spectacles.
"Godric is taking a psychology course at the local university."
"Quiet all of you!" Salazaar Slytherin commanded as he looked up from his book titled How to Successfully Take Over the World. "I'm trying to READ!"
"This is why nobody ever comes here." Draco said grumpily.
"At least we didn't get stood up!" Salazaar said smugly.
"That's it! I am gonna rip you apart!" Draco said, attempting to pull the portrait off the wall.
"No need for violence." Godric said in a Grandfatherly tone. "We're ll friends-"
"Shut-up you little goody-two-shoes! I can take him!" Salazaar yelled.
"Draco dear," Rowena said, calmly. "Why don't you go find her?"
"Alright. Don't go anywhere SLytherin, I'll be back."
Draco walked out of the room and descended the main stairs to the main foyer. It He walked down to the Slytherin common room, where Pansy appeared to be waiting for him.
"Draco!" she squealed in excitement. "I've got great new!"
"Not now, Pansy. Have you seen Ginny? Gryffindor, red hair?"
"Oh," Pansy giggled. "She left."
"What are you talking about..."
"Go in your room. Your father left you a note." All Draco could hear as he flew to his room was Pansy's insane giggling. As he burst through the door, he could see a red cloak lying on his bed, a piece of paper on top of it. He knew the moment he saw it that the cloak was Ginny's.
He opened the note, ripping it in the process. He read frantically.
Dear Son,
I see you do get around. This one is rather pretty though.
Such a pity. Such a waste. Ms. Parkinson has told us that you are not loyal to
Lord Voldemort. I was shocked to hear such an accusation, but I have
come to terms with the fact that my son has betrayed me and his future.
Well, tommorrow night we shall see if you are loyal or not. Perhaps if you
are, the girl will live. Perhaps not. We shall see, won't we?
Sincerely,
Your loving father
Draco crumpled up the paper and threw it on the ground. He turned around to see Pansy grinning in the doorway.
"Now that she's out of your hair Draco darling..."
Draco pushed Pansy against the door. "If you think I will ever have feelings for you, you are cleary deluded. If Ginny is hurt at all, I'll kill you."
He pushed past her and ran up the steps to the Great hall.
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A/N- Yeah! The seventh chapter! Wowie zowie!
Chapter 7-
Ginny exited through the portrait hole. It was still early in the morning, and not many people were even awake yet. Even though it was quite warm in the castle, Ginny felt a shiver go through her spine. Something just didn't feel right. As she walked down the long corridor to the library, her footsteps eechoed behind her, filling the narrow space with sound. Ginny quickened her pace, eager to get to the library were it was well lit and safe.
She turned the corner, looking behind her to check for followers. She didn't see Pansy when she turned.
"I'm so sorry!" Ginny gushed as she helped Pansy up.
"It's alright. Really." Pansy assured her. "Aren't you...yes! You're the 5th year who was bumped up to 6th year Potions, right?
Ginny could feel the red creeping up in her cheeks. "Well, yes...."
"Great! I've been having trouble with the growing potion Snape assigned us. Maybe you could help me."
"Actually, I was just on my way to the library-"
"Perfect, we can work on it there. I'm Pansy Parkinson."
"Ginny Weasley."
"Good to know. C'mon we better get to the library."
Pansy dragged a reluctant Ginny through corridors Ginny had never seen before. They seemed to be getting father and farther away from light...
"This isn't the was to the library." Ginny finally said.
"Sure it is. I found a shortcut a few years ago." And then Pansy stopped. They had come to a dead end. But then Pansy turned a loose brick in the end wall. The wall flipped around revealing a room that was completely dark.
"Pansy, I don't know-" But Pansy pulled her in and the door came to a close.
"Hello?" Ginny whimpered through the darkness. She couldn't see a single thing.
"HELLO!" she yelled. Suddenly, a hand clamped tightly over her mouth and started pulling her towards another hidden door. And then Ginny black out....
_______________________
Draco stood by the portraits of the Hogwarts founding members. He had sent her an owl saying that they needed to talk about what was going on. Draco had been here over an hour and still no sign of Ginny. He watched out the window as the snow fell to the ground. It had been snowing all day. There had to be at least 4 or 5 inches already on the ground and it showed no signs of stopping.
"Perhaps she's not coming, dear." the portrait of Helga Hufflepuff said.
"Quiet you." Godric Gryffindor told her. "The boy is clearly in a fragile emotional state."
"What?" Draco asked unbelievingly.
"Don't mind him." Rowena Ravenclaw said from ehind her rather large spectacles.
"Godric is taking a psychology course at the local university."
"Quiet all of you!" Salazaar Slytherin commanded as he looked up from his book titled How to Successfully Take Over the World. "I'm trying to READ!"
"This is why nobody ever comes here." Draco said grumpily.
"At least we didn't get stood up!" Salazaar said smugly.
"That's it! I am gonna rip you apart!" Draco said, attempting to pull the portrait off the wall.
"No need for violence." Godric said in a Grandfatherly tone. "We're ll friends-"
"Shut-up you little goody-two-shoes! I can take him!" Salazaar yelled.
"Draco dear," Rowena said, calmly. "Why don't you go find her?"
"Alright. Don't go anywhere SLytherin, I'll be back."
Draco walked out of the room and descended the main stairs to the main foyer. It He walked down to the Slytherin common room, where Pansy appeared to be waiting for him.
"Draco!" she squealed in excitement. "I've got great new!"
"Not now, Pansy. Have you seen Ginny? Gryffindor, red hair?"
"Oh," Pansy giggled. "She left."
"What are you talking about..."
"Go in your room. Your father left you a note." All Draco could hear as he flew to his room was Pansy's insane giggling. As he burst through the door, he could see a red cloak lying on his bed, a piece of paper on top of it. He knew the moment he saw it that the cloak was Ginny's.
He opened the note, ripping it in the process. He read frantically.
Dear Son,
I see you do get around. This one is rather pretty though.
Such a pity. Such a waste. Ms. Parkinson has told us that you are not loyal to
Lord Voldemort. I was shocked to hear such an accusation, but I have
come to terms with the fact that my son has betrayed me and his future.
Well, tommorrow night we shall see if you are loyal or not. Perhaps if you
are, the girl will live. Perhaps not. We shall see, won't we?
Sincerely,
Your loving father
Draco crumpled up the paper and threw it on the ground. He turned around to see Pansy grinning in the doorway.
"Now that she's out of your hair Draco darling..."
Draco pushed Pansy against the door. "If you think I will ever have feelings for you, you are cleary deluded. If Ginny is hurt at all, I'll kill you."
He pushed past her and ran up the steps to the Great hall.
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