A/N: Yes she's back, back again! Natty's back, tell some friends about
me!!! LOL!
R/R please!
I know I'm kinda rushing the story, but there's gonna be only about four chapters left, then I'll write a sequel, ok?
GIN GET'S HER MEMORY BACK!!
SUGAR RUUUUUUSH!
WHEEEEE!
~*~*~*~*~*~
Hermione was hunched over books and was reading "101 Things to Know on Magical Jewelry"
"What are you reading?" Cho took a seat by Hermione.
"A book on magical jewelry," answered Hermione, silently cursing.
Hermione did NOT like Cho one bit.
Cho was always a vindictive, snobby slut.
"Why?" asked Cho sweetly.
"Because I want to see if I can figure out why the bloody hell the promise ring that belonged to Ginny didn't disintegrate when she died," answered Hermione in the same sweet tone.
Cho was taken aback.
Hermione had NEVER cussed in front of Cho before.
"Somebody's having mood swings. Or maybe it's PMS? Oops, my bad! Toady knocked you up," said Cho.
"YOU LITTLE WENCH!" screamed Hermione, ignoring the looks and the "SHH!"
"Wanna take this outside?" asked Cho, standing up.
Hermione stood up as well and snarled, "I never, EVER liked you, Cho. You're nothing but a cheap whore and Harry shouldn't have married you. I know about Draco,"
Cho paled.
"N-no, whaa?" (Not a misspell, she said it like that) Cho stuttered.
"Harry is like a brother to me, and he's way too good for somebody named Cho Hoe!" Hermione said coldly.
"We're taking this outside," said Cho, walking out of the library, followed by Hermione.
"Yes, I'm having a affair with Draco, and yes Harry is like a brother to you," said Cho.
"Do you even feel bad that you've been sleeping with Malfoy in the house HARRY bought?" asked Hermione.
Cho sighed.
"Nope," she giggled.
Before Cho could react, Hermiones' fist met Cho's right eye.
Harry and Ron saw this.
"CHO!" yelled Harry, running up to her.
Hermione grabbed Harrys' arm before he could reach Cho.
"What's going on, Mione?" asked Ron.
"Cho Hoe has been sleeping with Draco Malfoy in your house, Harry," said Hermione, glaring at Cho.
Cho was clutching her right eye.
"I am not! Harry, what about the baby?" Cho burst into fake tears.
Harry was gaping open mouthed at Cho.
"Is this true? Have you been having sex with Malfoy?" asked Harry.
"NO! You can never EVER trust a Mudblood, Harry!" cried Cho.
She spat the word "Mudblood" just like Malfoy does.
Cho slapped a hand over her mouth.
Hermione glared then got a piece of parchment out of her pocket and read aloud,
"Dear Draco,
I miss you so much! I can't believe Harry! Coming here to investigate his ex-girlfriends' death.
Um, Draco...I think that I might be pregnant.
Not with Harry's child, but yours.
All those time we made love, we never used protection, did we?
PLEASE REPLY SOON!
Love, Cho"
Hermione folded the letter and handed it to Harry.
"Harry?" asked Hermione, concerned.
"I never want to see your face or hear your whiny voice again. Get out," spat Harry at Cho.
Cho stood up and walked away to their room to pack her bags then leave.
"I'm so, so, so sorry you had to find out like that!" said Hermione.
Ron sniggered.
"RON! IT IS NOT FUNNY!"
Harry glared at Ron.
"NO! Not that! Just-----Mione----PUNCHED CHO HOE!" Ron laughed.
Harry sniggered.
Hermione grinned.
"It felt good, too!" said Hermione.
They all laughed.
*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*
Gabby put her ear against the door and overheard to Death Eater's talking.
"Yea, so there's going to be a play at Hogwarts, that's when master wants us to attack. Potter and the two Weasley's won't know what hit them,"
"I can't wait to see Potter's reaction,"
The door opened and Gabby jumped back.
"Michael!" cried Gabby.
He didn't say anything.
She sighed and sat down.
He put moldy bread and a glass of brown water down and began walking out.
"So you're working for the man who killed your sister? And I, GINNY WEASLEY, sister of RON WEASLEY, helped you when you were depressed, and this is how you repay me?" asked Ginny, standing up.
"You remember?" Michael choked out.
"Yea, I really do. And Michael, please, I'm begging you! Don't do this! Help me! Let me out of this hellhole!" begged Ginny.
"When---how did you remember?" asked Michael.
"About an hour ago," answered Ginny.
"How?"
She picked up a Weasley sweater that had holes.
"This was in here," she said.
"I don't believe it," muttered Michael.
"Mike, please!" begged Ginny, walking up to him.
"Right now the other Death Eaters are in a meeting. We can escape now through the pipes," said Michael, grabbing her hand and walking out the door with her.
"Where are we going?" whispered Ginny.
Michael didn't answer.
He dragged her into what looked like a bathroom.
He pointed his wand at the sink and muttered something.
The sink opened just like it did when the Chamber of Secrets was opened.
She shivered.
"Come on," he said.
She stepped into the opening.
*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*
"I'M FREEEEEE!" said Ginny happily.
Michael muttered something that sounded like, "Always hyper, aren't you?"
"Come on! I wanna get to Hogwarts!" said Ginny.
"Um, Gin, don't you wanna use a charm that'll make your face go back the way it was before you got Muggle plastic surgery?" asked Michael.
"I don't have a wand," she said simply.
He pointed his wand at her, then muttered a charm and put his wand back into his pocket.
She looked into a pond and saw her reflection.
She closed her eyes and smiled.
"I can't wait to see everyone! Oh, Mike, who is Potter?" asked Ginny.
Michael looked at her in disbelief.
"You don't remember Harry Potter?" he asked.
She shook her head. "Oh, Merlin," he breathed.
*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*
Colin Creevey walked down the roads of Hogsmeade.
He was the one taking pictures for the play.
He was meeting Hermione in the three broomsticks to discuss everything with her.
Colin had blonde hair and dazzling blue eyes.
He was 5'11 in a half and didn't have that schoolboy face anymore.
He didn't use his camera as a necklace either.
"Hey, Creevey! Over here!" called Hermione when he entered.
"I have a name," he grinned sitting down.
"Really? I couldn't tell," she teased.
He laughed.
He noticed she kept rubbing her stomach and finally asked, "Are you okay?"
"Better than okay," she smiled, rubbing her stomach.
"Then why are you rubbing your stomach?" he asked.
"Because I want my babies to know I love them," she said.
"You're pregnant?" he asked, bewildered.
She nodded and grinned.
"Congratulations!" he said.
"Thanks. OK, on with the meeting. You'll be taking pictures one the left side of the stage," she said.
"Uh-huh. And?" he asked.
"And, you won't be using the flash. That's about all I had to say," she said.
He stood up, so did she.
"Okay. And the play is in three days?" he asked.
"Yep," she answered.
"See ya later, then," he said.
"Bye," she walked out.
*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*
"Weasley escaped and I can't find Corner anywhere!" Carley ran into the room Voldemort was in.
"What?" he hissed.
"I bet they're headed to Hogwarts, sir! Maybe we can go to Hogsmeade and Hogwarts but make no attacks?" Carley suggested.
"Good idea. You'll be in charge of the group going to Hogwarts." He said.
"Thank you sir," she said.
She walked out and saw Lucius Malfoy.
"Malfoy, get our best death eaters and divide them into two groups. Get Bellatrix; she'll be in with me. You'll be in charge of the group going to Hogsmeade, ok?" she said.
He nodded and walked away.
R/R please!
I know I'm kinda rushing the story, but there's gonna be only about four chapters left, then I'll write a sequel, ok?
GIN GET'S HER MEMORY BACK!!
SUGAR RUUUUUUSH!
WHEEEEE!
~*~*~*~*~*~
Hermione was hunched over books and was reading "101 Things to Know on Magical Jewelry"
"What are you reading?" Cho took a seat by Hermione.
"A book on magical jewelry," answered Hermione, silently cursing.
Hermione did NOT like Cho one bit.
Cho was always a vindictive, snobby slut.
"Why?" asked Cho sweetly.
"Because I want to see if I can figure out why the bloody hell the promise ring that belonged to Ginny didn't disintegrate when she died," answered Hermione in the same sweet tone.
Cho was taken aback.
Hermione had NEVER cussed in front of Cho before.
"Somebody's having mood swings. Or maybe it's PMS? Oops, my bad! Toady knocked you up," said Cho.
"YOU LITTLE WENCH!" screamed Hermione, ignoring the looks and the "SHH!"
"Wanna take this outside?" asked Cho, standing up.
Hermione stood up as well and snarled, "I never, EVER liked you, Cho. You're nothing but a cheap whore and Harry shouldn't have married you. I know about Draco,"
Cho paled.
"N-no, whaa?" (Not a misspell, she said it like that) Cho stuttered.
"Harry is like a brother to me, and he's way too good for somebody named Cho Hoe!" Hermione said coldly.
"We're taking this outside," said Cho, walking out of the library, followed by Hermione.
"Yes, I'm having a affair with Draco, and yes Harry is like a brother to you," said Cho.
"Do you even feel bad that you've been sleeping with Malfoy in the house HARRY bought?" asked Hermione.
Cho sighed.
"Nope," she giggled.
Before Cho could react, Hermiones' fist met Cho's right eye.
Harry and Ron saw this.
"CHO!" yelled Harry, running up to her.
Hermione grabbed Harrys' arm before he could reach Cho.
"What's going on, Mione?" asked Ron.
"Cho Hoe has been sleeping with Draco Malfoy in your house, Harry," said Hermione, glaring at Cho.
Cho was clutching her right eye.
"I am not! Harry, what about the baby?" Cho burst into fake tears.
Harry was gaping open mouthed at Cho.
"Is this true? Have you been having sex with Malfoy?" asked Harry.
"NO! You can never EVER trust a Mudblood, Harry!" cried Cho.
She spat the word "Mudblood" just like Malfoy does.
Cho slapped a hand over her mouth.
Hermione glared then got a piece of parchment out of her pocket and read aloud,
"Dear Draco,
I miss you so much! I can't believe Harry! Coming here to investigate his ex-girlfriends' death.
Um, Draco...I think that I might be pregnant.
Not with Harry's child, but yours.
All those time we made love, we never used protection, did we?
PLEASE REPLY SOON!
Love, Cho"
Hermione folded the letter and handed it to Harry.
"Harry?" asked Hermione, concerned.
"I never want to see your face or hear your whiny voice again. Get out," spat Harry at Cho.
Cho stood up and walked away to their room to pack her bags then leave.
"I'm so, so, so sorry you had to find out like that!" said Hermione.
Ron sniggered.
"RON! IT IS NOT FUNNY!"
Harry glared at Ron.
"NO! Not that! Just-----Mione----PUNCHED CHO HOE!" Ron laughed.
Harry sniggered.
Hermione grinned.
"It felt good, too!" said Hermione.
They all laughed.
*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*
Gabby put her ear against the door and overheard to Death Eater's talking.
"Yea, so there's going to be a play at Hogwarts, that's when master wants us to attack. Potter and the two Weasley's won't know what hit them,"
"I can't wait to see Potter's reaction,"
The door opened and Gabby jumped back.
"Michael!" cried Gabby.
He didn't say anything.
She sighed and sat down.
He put moldy bread and a glass of brown water down and began walking out.
"So you're working for the man who killed your sister? And I, GINNY WEASLEY, sister of RON WEASLEY, helped you when you were depressed, and this is how you repay me?" asked Ginny, standing up.
"You remember?" Michael choked out.
"Yea, I really do. And Michael, please, I'm begging you! Don't do this! Help me! Let me out of this hellhole!" begged Ginny.
"When---how did you remember?" asked Michael.
"About an hour ago," answered Ginny.
"How?"
She picked up a Weasley sweater that had holes.
"This was in here," she said.
"I don't believe it," muttered Michael.
"Mike, please!" begged Ginny, walking up to him.
"Right now the other Death Eaters are in a meeting. We can escape now through the pipes," said Michael, grabbing her hand and walking out the door with her.
"Where are we going?" whispered Ginny.
Michael didn't answer.
He dragged her into what looked like a bathroom.
He pointed his wand at the sink and muttered something.
The sink opened just like it did when the Chamber of Secrets was opened.
She shivered.
"Come on," he said.
She stepped into the opening.
*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*
"I'M FREEEEEE!" said Ginny happily.
Michael muttered something that sounded like, "Always hyper, aren't you?"
"Come on! I wanna get to Hogwarts!" said Ginny.
"Um, Gin, don't you wanna use a charm that'll make your face go back the way it was before you got Muggle plastic surgery?" asked Michael.
"I don't have a wand," she said simply.
He pointed his wand at her, then muttered a charm and put his wand back into his pocket.
She looked into a pond and saw her reflection.
She closed her eyes and smiled.
"I can't wait to see everyone! Oh, Mike, who is Potter?" asked Ginny.
Michael looked at her in disbelief.
"You don't remember Harry Potter?" he asked.
She shook her head. "Oh, Merlin," he breathed.
*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*
Colin Creevey walked down the roads of Hogsmeade.
He was the one taking pictures for the play.
He was meeting Hermione in the three broomsticks to discuss everything with her.
Colin had blonde hair and dazzling blue eyes.
He was 5'11 in a half and didn't have that schoolboy face anymore.
He didn't use his camera as a necklace either.
"Hey, Creevey! Over here!" called Hermione when he entered.
"I have a name," he grinned sitting down.
"Really? I couldn't tell," she teased.
He laughed.
He noticed she kept rubbing her stomach and finally asked, "Are you okay?"
"Better than okay," she smiled, rubbing her stomach.
"Then why are you rubbing your stomach?" he asked.
"Because I want my babies to know I love them," she said.
"You're pregnant?" he asked, bewildered.
She nodded and grinned.
"Congratulations!" he said.
"Thanks. OK, on with the meeting. You'll be taking pictures one the left side of the stage," she said.
"Uh-huh. And?" he asked.
"And, you won't be using the flash. That's about all I had to say," she said.
He stood up, so did she.
"Okay. And the play is in three days?" he asked.
"Yep," she answered.
"See ya later, then," he said.
"Bye," she walked out.
*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*
"Weasley escaped and I can't find Corner anywhere!" Carley ran into the room Voldemort was in.
"What?" he hissed.
"I bet they're headed to Hogwarts, sir! Maybe we can go to Hogsmeade and Hogwarts but make no attacks?" Carley suggested.
"Good idea. You'll be in charge of the group going to Hogwarts." He said.
"Thank you sir," she said.
She walked out and saw Lucius Malfoy.
"Malfoy, get our best death eaters and divide them into two groups. Get Bellatrix; she'll be in with me. You'll be in charge of the group going to Hogsmeade, ok?" she said.
He nodded and walked away.