Anywhere But Here, Anyone But You
Summary: See Chapter One.
Chapter Six: Secrets Revealed
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Ginny woke to the dull sound of rain pattering onto the roof of the tent. The gray sky was sunless, even though it was morning. She looked over to see Draco and smiled as all the memories of the previous night came flooding back to her immediately. She was in love all along and she never knew it...or maybe she just supressed any other feelings except those for Harry. She didn't know. She didn't care. She didn't want to care. Harry knew that she had feelings for him. He'd be blind not to. He missed his chance, she reminded herself.
Draco stirred and his eyes fluttered open. When he saw Ginny, he grabbed her and pulled her closer to him. She smiled as he did this, feeling secure in his arms.
"Good morning," he told her.
"Good morning," she repeated.
Sleepyness consumed her again, considering the late night they both had. She snuggled against him and fell back asleep to the sound of his heartbeat and the rain pattering against the canvas of the tent, having only predictions of what chaos was going on because of their absence.
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Back at Hogwarts, Dumbledore sat, and for the very few times he was, extremely furious. He had given Seamus to the Minestry to deal with. He was facing an expulsion from Hogwarts and an even worse beating from his mother. Because of his stupidity to not report the portkey, two of Hogwart's finest students were missing. He was waiting to refer news back to the parents of the two absent students as soon as the Minestry found anything out.
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In Gryffindor tower, the students sat silently and solemly, not wanting to set off the Weasley brothers, and also to mourn the loss of their fellow Gryffindor. The Slytherin, they did not care about, for the rumors were still going strong. Ron sat, unmoving, with a glazed-over look in his eyes. He was begining to beileve that the Minestry would never find his sister. He felt the familiar sting of tears in his eyes as he quickly sobered up and falsely reminded himself that she would be found soon, although he did not feel it truly in his heart. He had been on edge all day...they all had been. All the Weasley's at most, not to mention Harry. He sat like Ron, glazed over and solemn, if he wasn't sleeping off his grief, or busying himself with classes to take his mind off it. Yes, it was effecting Harry just as bad, almost worse than her own brothers.
Harry had always felt a bond with Ginny. Like he understood her. He knew what he was doing that night. Cho had asked him to walk with her to get some ingredients for her Potions project. As they were walking, she stopped and kissed him suddenly. Before he could stop himself, he was engulfed in her. He never thought that anything like this would ever happen to Ginny...and where the Portkey was rumored to be...he thought it almost impossible for her not to have seen them.
He pretended like he didn't see her longing stares...her bitter looks when he and Cho were together...but he saw them. He saw them, but was afraid to think anything more of it. He knew that Ginny was too precious to treat like he did Cho. He wouldn't know what to do. He'd want to go further, she'd want to stay pure...he could already see it happening. But with Cho, it was different. She had lost her virginity to Cedric. She was there whenever he wanted her. He loved Cho...he truly did, but always wondered what a life with Ginny would be like. And to think of what her brothers would say! They would never let Harry go near Ginny if they knew what thoughts were in his mind. For he was just a teenage boy, and he had trouble controlling his actions with the opposite sex just as any other male his age.
She was too good for him. He had his mind set on it long ago. He couldn't have her. So he didn't try. He knew how she felt...as much as she let show at least. He couldn't stand the thought of something going wrong in their relationship and hurting her. She deserved better. Who, he did not know. But better. Their mild friendship meant far too much to him to ruin it on a simple fling where they both would get hurt on the end. If she only knew how much he wanted her...if he only knew how many times he had pretended that it was not Cho he was kissing, but Ginny...not Cho he was touching, but Ginny...he didn't even want to think of it. These thoughts just pained him more because of her dissapearance. He, too, had too fight back the tears and be strong.
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In the Slytherin dungeons, the only thing that could be heard was the occasional male fights over Quiddich and Pansy's loud, dramatic sobs over Draco's dissapearance.
Pansy's childish mind didn't see what she didn't want. She didn't see Draco shrugging her off like a dog when she spoke to him. She didn't see him immediately leaving prior to screwing her senceless. She didn't see the disgust in his eyes when he looked at her. No...Pansy Parkinson never saw anything she didn't want to. She did whatever sexual favors he asked without question just thankful for the attention from him, and always had some excuse when he left right away.
Their parents had been collegues throughout school and present life, and were always pushed provokingly together, to Pansy's delight, and Draco's agony. He always wanted a challenge. Not some ugly school whore slobbering over him every second of the day. She had taken his virginity in their third year. Pansy only understood that she was in love with Draco, as much as she didn't know what the first thing about love was. She remembered exactly what happened the day he and Ginny dissapeared.
She had been sitting in the common room and Draco burst in, clearly upset. He sat down with a more serious than usual expression on his face. She walked over as seductively as possible and strattled him. He just looked at her with expressionless eyes, as if daring her to seduce him. She took the invitation and started carressing his neck and earlobe with her tounge. She smiled when she heard a soft moan escape his lips. She always liked it when she got a reaction from him. Sliding her hands up his shirt, she felt the buldge in his pants against her, and she traced her tounge along his lips.
Soon, he couldn't control himself, and he kissed her hard and urgently. He always liked to get out his frusteration through sex. He picked her up and carried her to his room, which no one dared to enter, seeing the display in the common room previously. He screwed her hard and when he finished emptying himself inside of her, he put on his close and left as he always did. He had an appointment with Snape.
"He's...He's G-GONE!" she wept. Blaise Zambini rolled her eyes, knowing that Draco only used her for a sex toy anyway.
"I'm sure he'll be found soon...with that Gryffindor brat," Blaise stated menacingly, provoking Pansy even more.
"NOOOO!" Pansy wailed, "If she TOUCHES him, I swear! He's mine! He'll always be mine!" she shouted, making people look even more. A few male Slytherins laughed sarcastically. Blaise couldn't help but smile at her own antics.
"I bet their all alone and he's fucking her as we speak," she told her.
"NEVER! He'd NEVER touch a Gryffindor!" she then paused mid-wail, "Would he?" she blurted.
"I don't know, Pansy. I see the way he used to look at her. You know what their saying, don't you?" she asked, inching closer. Pansy shook her head, anticipation in her eyes, knowing she was about to hear the last thing she wanted at the moment.
"They're saying that he was obsessed with the little Gryffindor and captured her and took her hostage to keep at Malfoy Manor..." she paused then said dramatically, "In place of YOU..." she finished with icy cold, oily words.
Pansy's sobs echoed through the entire dungeon chain.
~*~
Soon, all the students filed out of their common rooms to attend their first class. Dumbledore still waited in his office, when a loud 'CRACK' sounded and Cornelous Fudge Apparated into his office.
"Any news?" Dumbledore said anxiously. Fudge dusted himself off and fixed his hat.
"Yes, actually. I'm told that we might just have a theory of where the students may be," he told him.
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A/N: Oooohhh...that's a bad cliffy! I'm evil, I'm evil...I know. REVIEW REVIEW REVIEW REVIEW REVIEW REVIEW REVIEW!!! I love my reviewers- as you all know! YOU GUYS (AND GIRLS) ARE AWESOME! I can't say it enough, so I'll keep saying it! I know this one is semi-short, but I've been busy lately and I haven't had time to write long chapters, but I'll try and be consistant and keep posting everyday! I'll try my hardest!!! Promise! Tell me if you like it! Tell me if you want more! Hell- just tell me anything!!! LOVE YA'LL!!! Remember: If you read it- REVIEW IT!!! Be kind to the writer!!! ~Stupid Coffee
Summary: See Chapter One.
Chapter Six: Secrets Revealed
~*~
Ginny woke to the dull sound of rain pattering onto the roof of the tent. The gray sky was sunless, even though it was morning. She looked over to see Draco and smiled as all the memories of the previous night came flooding back to her immediately. She was in love all along and she never knew it...or maybe she just supressed any other feelings except those for Harry. She didn't know. She didn't care. She didn't want to care. Harry knew that she had feelings for him. He'd be blind not to. He missed his chance, she reminded herself.
Draco stirred and his eyes fluttered open. When he saw Ginny, he grabbed her and pulled her closer to him. She smiled as he did this, feeling secure in his arms.
"Good morning," he told her.
"Good morning," she repeated.
Sleepyness consumed her again, considering the late night they both had. She snuggled against him and fell back asleep to the sound of his heartbeat and the rain pattering against the canvas of the tent, having only predictions of what chaos was going on because of their absence.
~*~
Back at Hogwarts, Dumbledore sat, and for the very few times he was, extremely furious. He had given Seamus to the Minestry to deal with. He was facing an expulsion from Hogwarts and an even worse beating from his mother. Because of his stupidity to not report the portkey, two of Hogwart's finest students were missing. He was waiting to refer news back to the parents of the two absent students as soon as the Minestry found anything out.
~*~
In Gryffindor tower, the students sat silently and solemly, not wanting to set off the Weasley brothers, and also to mourn the loss of their fellow Gryffindor. The Slytherin, they did not care about, for the rumors were still going strong. Ron sat, unmoving, with a glazed-over look in his eyes. He was begining to beileve that the Minestry would never find his sister. He felt the familiar sting of tears in his eyes as he quickly sobered up and falsely reminded himself that she would be found soon, although he did not feel it truly in his heart. He had been on edge all day...they all had been. All the Weasley's at most, not to mention Harry. He sat like Ron, glazed over and solemn, if he wasn't sleeping off his grief, or busying himself with classes to take his mind off it. Yes, it was effecting Harry just as bad, almost worse than her own brothers.
Harry had always felt a bond with Ginny. Like he understood her. He knew what he was doing that night. Cho had asked him to walk with her to get some ingredients for her Potions project. As they were walking, she stopped and kissed him suddenly. Before he could stop himself, he was engulfed in her. He never thought that anything like this would ever happen to Ginny...and where the Portkey was rumored to be...he thought it almost impossible for her not to have seen them.
He pretended like he didn't see her longing stares...her bitter looks when he and Cho were together...but he saw them. He saw them, but was afraid to think anything more of it. He knew that Ginny was too precious to treat like he did Cho. He wouldn't know what to do. He'd want to go further, she'd want to stay pure...he could already see it happening. But with Cho, it was different. She had lost her virginity to Cedric. She was there whenever he wanted her. He loved Cho...he truly did, but always wondered what a life with Ginny would be like. And to think of what her brothers would say! They would never let Harry go near Ginny if they knew what thoughts were in his mind. For he was just a teenage boy, and he had trouble controlling his actions with the opposite sex just as any other male his age.
She was too good for him. He had his mind set on it long ago. He couldn't have her. So he didn't try. He knew how she felt...as much as she let show at least. He couldn't stand the thought of something going wrong in their relationship and hurting her. She deserved better. Who, he did not know. But better. Their mild friendship meant far too much to him to ruin it on a simple fling where they both would get hurt on the end. If she only knew how much he wanted her...if he only knew how many times he had pretended that it was not Cho he was kissing, but Ginny...not Cho he was touching, but Ginny...he didn't even want to think of it. These thoughts just pained him more because of her dissapearance. He, too, had too fight back the tears and be strong.
~*~
In the Slytherin dungeons, the only thing that could be heard was the occasional male fights over Quiddich and Pansy's loud, dramatic sobs over Draco's dissapearance.
Pansy's childish mind didn't see what she didn't want. She didn't see Draco shrugging her off like a dog when she spoke to him. She didn't see him immediately leaving prior to screwing her senceless. She didn't see the disgust in his eyes when he looked at her. No...Pansy Parkinson never saw anything she didn't want to. She did whatever sexual favors he asked without question just thankful for the attention from him, and always had some excuse when he left right away.
Their parents had been collegues throughout school and present life, and were always pushed provokingly together, to Pansy's delight, and Draco's agony. He always wanted a challenge. Not some ugly school whore slobbering over him every second of the day. She had taken his virginity in their third year. Pansy only understood that she was in love with Draco, as much as she didn't know what the first thing about love was. She remembered exactly what happened the day he and Ginny dissapeared.
She had been sitting in the common room and Draco burst in, clearly upset. He sat down with a more serious than usual expression on his face. She walked over as seductively as possible and strattled him. He just looked at her with expressionless eyes, as if daring her to seduce him. She took the invitation and started carressing his neck and earlobe with her tounge. She smiled when she heard a soft moan escape his lips. She always liked it when she got a reaction from him. Sliding her hands up his shirt, she felt the buldge in his pants against her, and she traced her tounge along his lips.
Soon, he couldn't control himself, and he kissed her hard and urgently. He always liked to get out his frusteration through sex. He picked her up and carried her to his room, which no one dared to enter, seeing the display in the common room previously. He screwed her hard and when he finished emptying himself inside of her, he put on his close and left as he always did. He had an appointment with Snape.
"He's...He's G-GONE!" she wept. Blaise Zambini rolled her eyes, knowing that Draco only used her for a sex toy anyway.
"I'm sure he'll be found soon...with that Gryffindor brat," Blaise stated menacingly, provoking Pansy even more.
"NOOOO!" Pansy wailed, "If she TOUCHES him, I swear! He's mine! He'll always be mine!" she shouted, making people look even more. A few male Slytherins laughed sarcastically. Blaise couldn't help but smile at her own antics.
"I bet their all alone and he's fucking her as we speak," she told her.
"NEVER! He'd NEVER touch a Gryffindor!" she then paused mid-wail, "Would he?" she blurted.
"I don't know, Pansy. I see the way he used to look at her. You know what their saying, don't you?" she asked, inching closer. Pansy shook her head, anticipation in her eyes, knowing she was about to hear the last thing she wanted at the moment.
"They're saying that he was obsessed with the little Gryffindor and captured her and took her hostage to keep at Malfoy Manor..." she paused then said dramatically, "In place of YOU..." she finished with icy cold, oily words.
Pansy's sobs echoed through the entire dungeon chain.
~*~
Soon, all the students filed out of their common rooms to attend their first class. Dumbledore still waited in his office, when a loud 'CRACK' sounded and Cornelous Fudge Apparated into his office.
"Any news?" Dumbledore said anxiously. Fudge dusted himself off and fixed his hat.
"Yes, actually. I'm told that we might just have a theory of where the students may be," he told him.
~*~
A/N: Oooohhh...that's a bad cliffy! I'm evil, I'm evil...I know. REVIEW REVIEW REVIEW REVIEW REVIEW REVIEW REVIEW!!! I love my reviewers- as you all know! YOU GUYS (AND GIRLS) ARE AWESOME! I can't say it enough, so I'll keep saying it! I know this one is semi-short, but I've been busy lately and I haven't had time to write long chapters, but I'll try and be consistant and keep posting everyday! I'll try my hardest!!! Promise! Tell me if you like it! Tell me if you want more! Hell- just tell me anything!!! LOVE YA'LL!!! Remember: If you read it- REVIEW IT!!! Be kind to the writer!!! ~Stupid Coffee
