Chapter 6
Disclaimer-I
don't own Neville sobsob I don't know Harry (thank god) or Ron or Draco or
any one else that JK Rowling thought up. I do own Loshea, Sophie, Samuel, and
anyone else I add. Thank you for listening, and expressly for reading and
reviewing!!!
Summary- (I decided to have one, cause it might get long.) In which Draco has a
dream and thinks about his uncle (all explain who he is I swear), the twins
experience the future, Hermione tells a secret (I'm excited about that, you
wont believe what it is) and Neville makes his move!!!! (It happens after some
thing happens to Ginny, but I wont tell what.)
Draco's Dream (Draco's
point of view, for like not very long though) I was standing in the middle of
the battle, wondering what the hell I was doing, why I was there. I had no idea
what side I was one, most the time I just closed my eyes and cursed, and it
just hit who ever, I never knew. And then I saw my father, he'd thrown away his
Death Eater mask and the look on his face was one I'd seen a hundred times
before, when he was yelling for me to 'get of the floor boy, that wasn't a hit,
don't be such a weakling.' He was standing over my mother, who lay on the
ground, screaming in pain and something inside me snapped. I attacked, not with
my wand, but with my bare hands. I hit him and hit him until I couldn't hit him
any more and then I knew who I had to fight for. Some how I found my self
fighting beside Dennis Creevey, I'd never paid much attention to him before but
here we where, side by side, shooting of curses, trying to beat a mutual enemy,
for me it was my father, every Death Eater had my father's face, that leer that
he always had, that horrid voice dripping with distain, the ugly greased back
hair. (A/N- Draco no longer greases his hair, sorry I forgot to mention it). I
hated him more then anything in the world. And when a curse hit Dennis, a curse
that was supposed to hit me, a curse he jumped in front of, they all had to
die. And I killed them, it was the first time I'd killed anybody, but I had to,
Dennis couldn't die for nothing, so I killed them, for me and for Dennis. I
tried to save Dennis, after the battle but I was no healer there was nothing I
could do. It's my fault he died, I'll admit that to anyone who asks, because I
didn't see to him first, I should of helped him first. But I was to full of
hate to do that.
This is the dream I have every
night, it fills my mind until I can't take it anymore. I wake up in a cold
sweat, shaking from head to toe. My uncle said I should stop punishing my self
for something that was bound to happen. It was going to happen, I know it was,
but I still can't help but think, if I had paid more attention, I could have
blocked that curse, or even saved Dennis but I was careless and stupid. The
story of my life I guess, carelessness and stupidity. Uncle says I'll get over,
every one does, but I don't know. I visited his grave once, but I still don't
feel as if it'll ever be enough, He gave his life for me, and he had so much to
look forward to. I still don't understand why he was there; he was only a third
year. When I asked Colin, he said that Dennis had followed him wanting to get
in on the fight as well. Little did he know, little did any of us know what we
where getting into. And here I am as well living with my uncle, the one I never
knew about, the disgrace he calls himself, the one no one in my family wanted
to talk about. It was something when he told me who he was, I didn't believe
him at first, that was until he showed me the legal papers, so really I didn't
have that much of a choice but to believe him. He'd never told me why the
family despised him, saying it was none of my business. All I know is that he
married someone who wasn't good enough quality for my family, and when she died
they still didn't let him back in the family because they didn't know if he'd
do something like that again, but I like him he's a cool guy. Ugg. I have to
get up, breakfast and all, then Advanced History of Magic, and then all of my
other advanced classes Potions, DADA, Ancient Runes, Archmancy, and then of
course the required classes, Transfiguration and Charms. It'll be quite a day,
again.
(New point of view (third person) a little earlier then Draco's part.)
"Sophie, come on, we gotta
get going!" Loshea throw a pillow at her sister hoping to get her out of
the bed she now occupied. "If you don't hurry you're not going to get at
the bathroom. You're the one that wanted to go running so badly. And if you
don't hurry we're not going to get to run and get ready in time."
"Losh, shut up. I'm
getting up, geez, go do what ever it is you do in the morning and let me
sleep."
"Hey I wasn't the one who
decided that we had to run every morning."
"Ok, Ok, I'm coming."
Sophie pulled herself out of bed and grabbed her running shoes. "Lets
go."
On a mutual decision they
decided to go around the lake where they, incidentally caught up to Dean Tomas
and Seamus Finnigan, who where in a very good mood.
"Hey ladies!" Dean
called, as they caught up to the girls, "nice day for a run don't you
think."
"Just wonderful,"
Loshea said, rolling her eyes, running was not her favorite thing in the world
but Sophie wanted to do it but she hated running alone, so Loshea went with
her. "I've always wanted to go out sweating on a muggy morning around a
giant lake."
"Don't mind her, she's
always cranky when she runs" Sophie apologized 'be nice Losh, we have
to spend all year with these guys, the best thing you could do is be civil.'
'Oh yeah, civil, right, I'll
try to remember that.'
"So how you guys like
Hogwarts so far?" Seamus asked.
"Well its ok so far, it's
a really nice school, everyone so nice around here." Sophie replied,
sensing that her sister wasn't going to talk until they stopped running and
where slightly less, well, sweaty.
"That's just because the
Slytherin's aren't here to ruin everyone's day, did you guys notice how there
where no new Slytherins either, I guess they're all somewhere else, good
riddance to bad rubbish, I say." Dean nodded curtly along with his
statement.
"I take it they weren't
the nicest lot around."
"That's an understatement.
They were the worst human beings to ever walk the earth. I still can't believe
that Harry's actually putting up with Malfoy, he was one of the worst of
them."
"Draco was a
Slytherin?" Loshea asked, curious all of the sudden.
"Yeah, and arse hole if
there ever was one, I still don't see why he didn't leave like the rest of
them, its not like anyone really wants him around here anyway." Seamus and
Dean nodded, and Seamus continued "I mean even Neville seems to have
forgiven him and he was especially bad to Neville and Hermione, but they both
seem to think he's an alright guy, but we both know he's just bidding his time
and will curse us all when we're asleep if given the chance. At least Ron
agrees with us, but he says he has to give him a chance, for Hermione, what
kind of crap is that." Sophie looked over at Loshea, and she could tell
they where thinking the same thing. 'This school is so full of people who
don't trust each other, it's a miracle they're all still alive.'
And that's when it happened.
Sophie crumpled to her knee's scenes flashing before her eyes, while Loshea
clamped her hands over her ears, as screams echoed around her brain. Dean and
Seamus looked on, totally confused; they'd never seen anything like this
before. Sophie had tears running down her cheeks as she saw person after person
die before her eyes. For Loshea the screams grew louder, and then faded. She
heard shouts of hatred and screams of pain, someone crying, begging for mercy.
Sophie saw a fight, a battle, and someone crawling on their knees, tears in
their eyes. She saw fangs dripping with blood, and a field of wheat. And then
it ended as soon as it began. 'Losh?' Sophie felt weak, and drained. 'We
have to tell dad.' Loshea's ears where ringing from the sounds, she had
never heard such pain in her life. Dean and Seamus just stood there unsure of
what to do. Loshea looked over at them, "Thanks for the run guys, it was
fun." With that she helped her sister up, and together they walked back to
the castle.
"That was really
weird." Dean said as they began running again.
"What can you say, their
American's." Seamus replied with a shrug.
Loshea pushed open the door to
her father's office and she and Sophie walked in, leaning on each other. Samuel
looked up, when he saw who it was, and the state they were in; he stood up
immediately, closed the door and sat the two down.
"What happened?" He
said in his best concerned father voice.
"Death, pain, fangs, wheat
fields, tears, hate." Sophie muttered incoherently.
"Screams... Terrible
screams. Some one in pain." Loshea responded.
Samuel nodded, "a vision.
You girls need to calm down, I want you to write down every thing you saw and
heard for me, and I'll show it to Professor Dumbledore." He gave them each
a piece of parchment and a quill. And then went to make some tea. The twins
each wrote like mad, and when they where done, their father took the paper
replacing it with some tea. "Now drink this, it usually helps me when I've
had a vision. Then you need to get to class." They nodded and drank the
tea, "and girls, I'm glad you came to me." He kissed them both on the
forehead, and went to his classroom, ready for his first class of the day.
"Losh?" Loshea could
hear the tears in her sister's voice.
"Hey, hey, we don't know
if it happened or if it's going to happen, so don't worry, have some tea, and
just think about classes." Soothing the hair away from her sisters eyes
Loshea could see how worried she was.
"It's going to happen, I
could tell. I. I .. I saw Lavender and Dean, dieing. They had no way to protect
themselves. I saw fangs covered in blood. It was horrible." Sophie burst
in to tears. Their visions where usually very tame, just little things nothing
too shocking, but this, this was awful. Loshea usual saw the visions because she
understood the sights better, Sophie had never seen such stuff in her life. It
scared her to death. Sophie tried to stop her shaking shoulders.
"Oh honey. I'm sorry; we
can't control what happens, you know that. I'd have given anything to have the
sights, but the sounds, it was. horrible." Loshea wrapped her arms around
her sister, pulling her into a tight hug. "We've never experienced death.
These people, they've experienced it, I mean if Dad's right over half of them
have killed someone. We've only had Mom's death and we weren't even really
involved in that."
"You mean I wasn't involved in it, you wont tell me anything and you've blocked it from me, I don't even know how she died, because you wont tell me." Sophie shouted at her. Loshea looked down at the top of her sister's head.
"I swore I'd never tell, before she
died she made me promise, and no matter how much I want to tell you, I'm bound
to that promise and we can't tell anyone about this, they'll never understand
it. Ok honey, you know I love you right?" Sophie nodded her tears soaking
Loshea's shirt. "Good, as long as you know that, we'll be fine. Come on,
we've got to go to class, after that, we're going to come back here, and ask
dad if he can take us out for some chocolate, Ok?" Sophie nodded again,
wiping the tears from her checks.
"Lets go, we don't want to
be late." Sophie stood, her back straight, totally confident again. The
fact that Sophie could do that had always amazed her. Go from being totally
distraught to cool and confident. That was the one thing Loshea could never do,
her emotions weren't as easy to control, Sophie was the confident one, the one
with a grip on her emotions, but Loshea was the one that could handle stress
better, but her emotions where slightly less easy to handle. Her emotions
rarely changed but when they did it was very drastic and she had a lot of
trouble controlling it. Mostly she was rather placid.
Professor Binns was his usual
old self, boring and unemotional about his topic. How anyone stood Advanced
History of Magic no one really knew, they just did. The most resent event they're
learning about is the Dragon Wars. Before they had all the information on
dragons and got dragon specialists and keepers, like Charlie, Ron's brother,
the dragons ran wild, just doing what they do, until people finally started
capturing them, or killing them. They were getting some pretty grotesque
details though; maybe that's why they took this course, all the fun stuff that
they never got to hear before. Loshea was tempted to skip the class today; she
didn't want to listen to Binns drone on and on about dragon mutilations and so
on. It was just not her thing at that moment. So instead she pulled out her
sketchbook, and started to draw, simple pictures, just of people in the class.
Between her sister and herself they could make quite a book, Sophie writing and
Loshea drawing, though Loshea did add in a few idea every so often and Sophie
would draw a picture of two if she got the urge. Right now they are writing the
story of their lives. With pictures and everything. Loshea looked over at
Sophie, only to see her, her headphones on, and her eyes closed.
'Sophie, are you alright?'
But she didn't answer, all Loshea heard was the soft playing of music in her
ears. She'd fallen asleep or else she just wasn't thinking at all. And so
Loshea zoned out as well for the rest of class.
"You need to rest Miss
Granger. I'm sorry." Madame Pomfrey closed the curtain around Hermione's
bed and walked away 'That poor girl' she thought 'having this though
at her, she seemed so devastated.' As she was about to go into her office,
she heard a commotion coming down the hall, toward the hospital wing.
"What in the world." Poppy
had never seen something so odd in life. Neville Longbottom walked into her
hospital, not because he was injured but because he was carrying an unconscious
red head in his arms.
"I don't know Madame
Pomfrey, she just landed on me, muttered something and then collapsed."
Neville looked rather calm for having a Weasley fall on him from the sky.
"It was the coolest thing
Madame. Neville was showing me how to restrain a man eating plant so I could
tell my aunt, when Ginny here, fell right into his out stretched arms, he
didn't even drop her, just readjusted and headed for here. I'll warn you though
the whole Gryffindor team is behind us. They'd just been practicing and she
fell off her broom, right onto Neville. Lucky thing he was there to catch her,
dontcha know." Jane Spencer, a talkative 5th year that adored Neville,
rattled away to Madame Pomfrey as Neville placed Ginny on a bed.
"Did you hear what she
said to you Mr. Longbottom?"
"No, I couldn't really
hear her." Neville lied, not wanting to share what she'd had said, given
it didn't really make that much sense.
"No! None of you can come
in here; you can visit later when I've had a chance to examine her. Shoo!
SHOO!" Madame Pomfrey waved her hands at the Gryffindor team, then prodded
Neville and Jane out the door. "You two as well. You can come back
later."
Poppy turned to look at the red
head lying in the bed. 'What is wrong with you dear.' And with that she
set to inspecting her newest patient.
Later that night
"Ginny. Ginny!!"
Hermione throw a pillow at the girl in the bed next to her. Ginny sat up and
glared.
"What Mione? I was having
a wonderful dream."
"What happened, why're you
here?" Hermione had been really curious for a long time and she just
couldn't stand it anymore.
"I don't know, she
wouldn't tell me, only that I was lucky and she was able to fix the problem. I
do know she owled my parents and something was really wrong." Suddenly it
dawned on her. "Why are you here, Hermione?"
"I. You don't want to
know." Hermione hung her head so her hair fell in front of her face. She
had it straightened over the summer so it now hung past her back.
"Mione, you can tell me, I
wont tell, you know that, we've kept each other's secrets for years now. You
know me." Ginny was really concerned for her friend. Mione had been in the
hospital wing twice, once because she had grown fur, ears, whiskers, and a
tail, and the other because she'd been petrified. And now she was here, even
though she looked rather healthy.
"I had a… a… a… a
miscarriage." Hermione buried her head in her hands, crying softly.
"Oh My God. Hermione does
Ron know?" Ginny jumped out of bed and went over to Hermione, putting her
arms around her.
"He knew I was pregnant. I
mean we had it planned too, my mom knew so when I started to show, I'd go home
and then come back after the baby was born, we were going to get married, after
school ended. And now. oh this is all my fault."
"Was it his?" Ginny
hated to ask but she had to be sure.
"Of course it was, what do
you take me for Ginny. It was going to be so perfect and now he'll hate
me."
"No he won't Ron's isn't
that kind of guy. He'll love you no matter what. Trust me Hermione, I've know
him longer. You guys can always try again, after your married."
"Well we were going to get
married early for the babies sake. Now we can wait like we had planned, I mean
he wanted to get a good job and buy a house first. And then it happened, and
his parents understood, I mean that's what happened to them with Bill, at least
that's what they said, and my parents well, dad wanted to kill Ron and mom, she
just said that they'd help me. And now. they don't have to worry at all because
it died, I killed it."
"Mione you can't control
these things, I know, I'm taking the healing class, its not your fault, just
relax, because from what I read it'll get painful if you stress your self to
much. And it's not your fault. Trust me."
Hermione nodded, and relaxed
against Ginny, she fell asleep like that, and Ginny did too, after a while.
The next day
Neville looked up when Ginny
entered the Great Hall. She looked pale he decided. But he also decided that he
had to ask her now or he'll never be able to do it. She sat down next to him
and leaned her head on the table. After some hesitation Neville reached out and
rubbed her back.
"Hmm. that feels
great." Ginny sighed contently. Hermione wasn't ready to leave the
hospital wing yet, but gave Ginny strict instructions on to send Ron to her as
soon as possible.
"Are you ok Gin?"
"I'll be ok, thanks
Neville, you're a doll." Ginny leaned over and kissed his cheek.
"They say you're the one who saved me from cracking my head on my ground.
Thanks!"
'Whoa.' was all Neville
could think right then, then his sanity sort of took over, 'come on Neville
pull your self together.'
"Um. Ginny?" She
looked over while she buttered a peace of toast. "I was wondering if you,
well, sense there's a Hogsmeade visit coming up, if you wanted to go with
me?"
'YES!!!!!' Ginny's
thought, 'he finally asked, god he can be so dense.'
"Sure, it'll be fun." Ginny said out loud. Neville smiled.
"Great! I'll see you
later, Gin." With that, he grabbed his stuff and exited the Great Hall.
Ginny laughed and finished her breakfast.
A/N-What do you think, I am really nervous about this chapter, you have to
review and tell me how good/bad I did. I hope you like it. And you can't find
out about Ginny till later, you'll be shocked, (I will be too, I don't know
what happened yet.) And the Hermione thing, that's been in my mind for a long,
long time. REVIEW!!!!! Please!!!!!!!!! I'm not writing anymore, until at least
three more people review, I'm not to picky, three is good for me. But I want
suggestions so I know what you guys want to happen.
