A/N: This is the last chapter going up for awhile. I went and got myself grounded, so I'm going to have to write this one as quickly as I can. When I'm off grounding, you'll see the next chappy!

Soul Mates

Chapter Eight: The Kidnapping

McGonagall stood in Dumbledore's office, hands on her hips, looking towards the wall. "Peeves! Get in here NOW!" she screamed.

Dumbledore winced, and felt his ears ring. /Well, she never was a quiet one./ he thought, bemused.

All of a sudden, a white blur flashed into the room. "You called?" he asked, half serious half sarcastic.

McGonagall rolled her eyes, and swept her arm in the direction of Dumbledore. Peeves mock saluted to her, and turned towards Dumbledore.

"Peeves," he started, his hands in a steeple shape at the tip of his crooked nose. "I heard about you sending a letter to Mr. Malfoy. It seems that no other "faculty member" has handwriting quite like yours." he said witha slight smirk on his face.

Peeves looked a tad contrite, and said, "But sir, I thought he ought to know! I won't write another letter to him." /But I might to his wife.... and I'm still going to write those Weasley's/ he thought evilly.

"Peeves, you won't be writing another letter PERIOD. Any letter written by you, or even by someone else FOR you, will explode upon leaving the grounds. It's foolproof." replied Dumbledore sternly. "I will hear of no more trouble from you. Now, leave please."

Peeves skulked out, and went to keep company with Nearly-Headless Nick.

***in the 5th YEARS room***

Ginny sat on her bed, absently rubbing the quill back and forth on her chin while staring at a piece of parchment. /How in the wizarding world am I going to tell them? Dad'll blow his top!/ she thought worriedly.

/Ginny, just write the truth, like the old geezer said./ Draco replied to the thought a tad sarcastically.

Sighing, she replied, /I know, I'm just scared./

/Well, don't worry so much. They want you to be happy. So, explain as best you can. I have a few things to do, so much love to you my beauty./ he replied in a soft manner. (A/N: sorry he's a tad OOC right now, I'll try and make it better later!)

/And to you lover./ she said, silently hoping he noticed the slight change from "love" to "lover".

She heard a thought-chuckle from him, and he said, /Yes, I did. And we will be soon enough, I can promise you that, little Weasel./, teasingly.

Sighing with a small smile, she started writing.

***letter*** (A/N: she's choosing her words carefully here, so they don't panic [like mine might])

Dear Mum and Dad,

I have some news for you. I have a boyfriend. He's not who you'd expect me to go out with, but I really do adore him, as he does me. A slight complication has arisen and a bonding potion has been put on he and I. It's not that bad, really. We are totally connected. If the caring we feel for eachother fades, so will the bond. So, don't worry. I just wrote you to let you know.

Much love,

Ginny-kins

P.S. His name is Draco Malfoy

***end of letter***

/Well! That seems fit enough!/ she thought triumphantly, and headed for the owlrey.

All of a sudden, something big and black jumped out at her. Grabbing her, it spun her around and put something over her head.

/Draco! Help me!/ she screamed in her head. Kicking and squirming, she tried to scream, but something was pushed into her mouth from outside the material, muffling them.

"Now, little carrot brain, let's see how much you like being ALL alone," whispered a raspy voice in her ear. "No one can hear you, and no one will ever be able to reach you."

Ginny dropped her letter, and it fluttered to a small niche where the floor and wall meet.



SO?! What do you guys think? I hope you like, and sorry it was so short! Chappy 9 will come up when I get off grounding. REVIEW PLZ!!!! Oh, and the idea for the bonding potion was given to me by the ff.net author Ryoko Blue!