It is amazing I managed to update in the same week. Be happy cause isn't going to last long. Next week I have writing camp, which means I won't have to write. Until the wee hours in the morning. Please enjoy the mystery and suspense and all that crap.

Disclaimer: I don't own Harry Potter. Or anything else for that matter…

Moonless Nights

By: Fate's Angel

Chapter 16: Mystery and Secrets Revealed

***Hogwarts, the infirmary***

            Ginny awoke surrounded by darkness. This was usual since she had been imprisoned in her own body, but she felt like she was in control again. Her eyes adjusted to the darkness, surprised that she wasn't in her own room. 'What happened?' she thought. All she could remember was bright light then darkness.

            Her sensitive nose picked up the different aromas of potions and sickness. 'Am I in the infirmary?' she questioned. The confused red head sat up on her elbows and surveyed her surroundings. Obviously it was dark and not a soul was in sight. She turned to right to see a figure on the next cot. Curious she got out of bed and walked over to the cot. The female vampire was surprised to see Draco Malfoy resting peacefully.

            Her expression turned quizzical as she thought about what she did remember. She remembered the dance and Draco. Then the attack and Lucius. After, there was a big blank. She knew that Virginia took over but she didn't remember what Virginia did.

            Ginny sighed and went back to her own cot trying to remember what Virginia did. It unnerved her not know. She could have caused chaos! Ginny shivered at the thought.

            A few moments later a moan and movements tore Ginny out of her thinking. Draco was getting up. His movements stop and he slowly opened his eyes. 'Where am I?' he wondered.

            As if reading his thoughts Ginny answered, "You are in the infirmary."

            Draco sharply turned his head to see the female Weasley. "Weasley," he growled.

            Ginny arched her eyebrow then she noticed that his eyes were red. 'Great, he's hungry.'

            "Yeah I am," Draco replied.

            Ginny gave him a quizzical look, "What?"

            "Yes, I am hungry. You just stated a fact," Draco explained.

            "I didn't say anything," she said.

            "Yes, you did. You said 'Great, he's hungry'"

            "But that was one of my thoughts…"

            The room lapsed into silence. The two vampires were contemplating over this unusual situation. Only one answer seemed plausible.

            "Do you think we can communicate telepathically?" Ginny asked.

            Draco nodded his head mutely.

            "Great," the red head drawled.

            "It's not like I like this any better than you do," the blonde teenager said irritably.

            Ginny sighed and laid back in her cot. Then she noticed she was hungry as well. Irritated she asked if Draco would like to go to the kitchens to have a snack. He accepted and the two vampires headed off downstairs.

            The pair had an easy trip to the kitchens. They saw Filch on his rounds a couple stories of higher than where they were. Once at the kitchen they got their blood and sipped quietly each lost in their own thoughts.

            Finally Ginny broke the silence with a question, "Do you remember anything after the attack?"

            Draco had a thoughtful look on his face then shook his head 'no'. This puzzled the duo. After the delightful snack the pair headed back to the infirmary where they were greeted by Emile and Dumbledore.

            Dumbledore noticed the pair and greeted them, "Oh hello you're back! We were wondering where you have been."

            Ginny noticed the solemn look on Emile's face. 'What have we done?' she wondered.

            "Now I would like you to tell what happened," Dumbledore began, "Do you remember anything at all?"

            The two shook their head and Emile sighed. This is going to be harder then he thought. 'If they don't remember anything, then we are in trouble. Also, if they don't come back then Voldemort will eventually get suspicious,' the vampire thought worriedly.

            After a few more questions and negative answers, Dumbledore didn't question them any further and let them go to sleep.

***Morning, Great Hall***

            Word got around that an attack had happened during the night. The Dream Team kept tight-lipped about it. They didn't know what they witnessed so they didn't really know what to investigate. The most surprising thing was when Draco and Ginny entered the Great Hall. Every one was suddenly silent.

            They took their seats at their respective places. All eyes followed them. When Ginny sat down at her table every body within a 15 foot range scooted over. They didn't want to be next to a dangerous person who could probably kill them at any second.

            Over at the Slytherin table things weren't too different from the Gryfindor table. Draco noticed that Pansy wasn't at the table or he would have been glomped by now. As the Slytherins abandoned him only Blaise stayed at his side.

            "Where's Pansy?" Draco asked. He didn't care for the girl but she never missed a chance to steal his attention.

            Blaise looked taken back. He didn't remember that he killed her. The black haired boy had witnessed the killing.

            "You don't remember?" Blaise hissed.

            "Remember what?" Draco asked confused.

            "You killed her," Blaise continued in his low voice, "More precisely the female Weasley killed her. You just killed her parents. How can you not remember?"

            Draco stared blankly into space. He couldn't believe this. He killed Pansy's parents yet he didn't remember. This was becoming all too frustrating for him. The confused vampire excused himself and left the Great Hall.

            On the other side of the room, Ron was trying to sneak up on his sister. Still thinking that she was evil, he made a make shift cross with his fingers and inched closer and closer.

            "Ron what are you doing?" Ginny asked. She didn't need to turn around. She could sense her brother anywhere.

            "Umm…Back you heathen!" Ron yelled.

            Ginny arched her eyebrows and stared at her brother like he was crazy. 'Well, maybe he is,' she contemplated. She heard a chuckle in the back of her mind but she ignored it. She just concentrated on her brother.

            "Ron what are you doing?" Ginny asked again.

            "Back you vampire!" Ron yelled.

            'Well the cat is out of the bag,' Ginny groaned. Then she heard a masculine chuckle at the back of head, 'It is good thing I'm not there, you have such a stupid brother,' the voice said.

            'Draco,' Ginny wondered.

            'What do you expect?' he replied.

            Ron saw expression go from annoyed to surprise then back to annoyed again. 'What is wrong with her?' he wondered.

            After having her mental talk with Draco she noticed that all eyes were on her. Most of the students were either scared or their eyes were filled with hatred. 'Boy am I in for in' Ginny groaned.

            'You could say that again,' Draco replied.

            'Oh shut up,' she shouted.

            Ginny sighed then turned her attention to her brother, "Ron," she began slowly, "I'm not evil anymore, and thanks to you my life is doomed forever."

            Ron gulped and slowly back away from Ginny. He knew his sister has the famous Weasley temper. Ginny's was more lethal even before she was vampire. Now she looked like she was about to strangle her brother.

            Ginny took a step forward intending to attack when Emile intervened. "Ginny, don't you think it is time for you to go to class?"

            The crimson haired vampire was about to protest but the stern look Emile gave her shut her up. She huffed and exited the Great Hall.

What awaits Ginny during the rest of the day? (Cue: Cheesy soap opera music) M'kay enough of that damn music. Wait at least a week and I might update. Maybe…