Dreamless Sleep

Chapter Twelve

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Virginia woke up with her head on Severus's chest, and his arms wrapped around her. She looked up at him, only to see him gazing down at her.

"Good morning, Virginia." He said softly, trying not to intrude upon the room's silence.

"I hope so." She yawned and stretched her toes down toward the end of the bed. "I don't have to move do I?"

"Not unless you have somewhere to be."

"Nope."

They lay together in the dark room. It was always that dark because there were obviously no windows in the dungeons.

"Your dreamless sleep potion is ready."

"I-I don't think I want it anymore. I don't have nightmares when." she paused and the famous Weasely blush crept up her cheeks.

"When what?"

"When I'm with you." She whispered, turning her head away.

He blushed as well, looking at the wall. Wanting to escape an uncomfortable situation, he said, "Lets go. We have to get ready for class."

"Yea, we should." She stood and headed out of the dungeons to her dorm room. She managed to get ready and sneak out without getting caught by anyone.

Virginia appeared in the Great Hall long enough to grab a piece of toast. Then, she headed for that hallway. That evil hallway.

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Here she was. This could very well be the most terrifying place in the world. To Virginia, that is. She slowly walked down the empty corridor. Everyone was at breakfast, and even if they hadn't been, everyone had begun avoiding this hallway again.

She walked down the corridor, staring at the smudges of crimson on the walls. Obviously, dried blood was hard to get off of anything. Virginia lifted one trembling hand to the wall.

"The culprit does always return to the scene of the crime."a gruff voice said.

Virginia yanked her hand away from the wall as if it were a poisonous snake come alive to bite her. When she turned around, she saw Filch and Mrs. Norris.

"W-What did you say?"

"You heard me, Deatheater. Why aren't you with You-Know-Who? I thought after your first year.."

"You thought what you greasy old man?" Virginia was red in the face and her clenched fists shook with rage. "You thought that since I was tricked when I was younger, that I've been working for him ever since? You are quite mistaken, and you, sir, should keep your slanderous comments to yourself."

Filch looked at her with shocked eyes, then turned and followed Mrs. Norris's tail down the hallway. As soon as he turned the corner out of her sight, he broke into a run. He burst through the Great Hall's double doors.

"Dumbledore!" he bellowed. "This has gone on long enough! That Deatheater you've been sheltering just threatened me!"

Usually, no one spoke to Dumbledore like that, but Filch saw it as a way to get rid of one more Deatheater. Even if she didn't bear 'his' mark, she had to be one. She had almost killed Mrs. Norris!

"Come with me."said Dumbledore, no longer smiling, but looking perfectly serious. He gestured for the other professors to follow them. They all filed out of the Hall into a side room, amidst the excited and worried chatter of their students.

A/N_ Well? I hope that you like this chapter! If you did, please let me know! *hint, hint*