Hey! Sorry for the delay. Since I started high school it has been a bitch. I had writers block and we are moving and stuff. So, I got kind of hectic. So, yeah. This chapter isn't the greatest but it tells where are Draco and Ginny are and some other stuff. Yay! Onto the kind of average chapter…whatever.
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Moonless Nights
By: Fate's Angel
Chapter 19: Trapped
"Dumbledore, Harry's scar is gone!" Ron exclaimed, flailing his arms enthusiastically.
After the fiasco in the seventh year boy's room, Professor McGonagall marched Harry right down to Dumbledore's office with his two friends in tow. Dumbledore smiled at Ron's enthusiasm of the occurrence. Harry seemed relieved that Voldemort might be gone, yet he was wary. Hermione, on the other hand, was puzzled by the turn of events. Dark Lords didn't just get up and die one day, somebody must have killed him.
"This is very strange, Dumbledore, He-Who-Must-Not-Be-Named couldn't have died all of the sudden," Hermione said, furrowing her brows with concentration.
"Ah, true," the old wizard said, "Someone or something must have defeated him, but who?"
The room elapsed into silence. A question that nobody wanted to answer. The door slid open revealing Emile with a distressed look on his face.
"Dumbledore, Draco and Ginny are missing once again," the French vampire said.
Dumbledore sighed, "They must have killed Voldemort," Ron shuddered, "But why? This is very disturbing."
"My sister is missing again, along with that ferret!" Ron exclaimed, obviously worried about his sister. She was there today, gone tomorrow. 'What is up with her?' he wondered.
"Once again, we need to wait. We don't exactly know where they are." Dumbledore informed.
"Maybe they're at Lucius' house," Hermione suggested.
Dumbledore pondered the suggestion, then his face brightened up, "Ah, Arthur!"
"My dad?" Ron asked, wondering what his father possibly had to do with the crisis.
"No, no, my dear boy. Arthur Hendrix, he should be able tell us some information!" the old wizard exclaimed.
* * *
Meanwhile in the dark cavern of Malfoy Manor, dark and poisonous blood seeped into the cracks of the chipped cobbled stones.
Voldemort, the former Dark Lord, laid in a crumpled heap on the cold stone floor. His skin was tight over his dead bones, his innards turned to ash after he took his last breath. His arms and legs were in odd angles, broken.
Lucius smirked to himself, "The Dark Lord is no more! I am now the new Dark Lord. I will rule the wizarding world and get rid of those filthy muggles!"
The two vampires looked at the crazed man cackling to him self. Frankly, they didn't really care. Virginia bent down to get some blood from their latest victim. She was about to put it to her mouth but a strong hand gripped her wrist. Dracul shook his head no, and then put her extended finger into his mouth. Sucking on her finger, savoring the taste of the blood and the death of the Dark Lord.
Virginia smirked and lifted herself for a kiss. She planted her lips on his tasting the blood of the ex dark lord. A voice interrupted them.
"Please! Can't you do that at a better time? We have business to attend to. Come along," Lucius ordered with a flick of his wand.
The vampire couple stood straight. Then robotically following behind Lucius up the spiraled stairs. Never retuning to the dark cavern again.
* * *
Ginny woke up to gray fog. 'Well, this is interesting,' she thought. Her actual thought echoed through the cavern. She jumped in surprise. Where was she? She figured that she must be inside her mind. She knew that there was only one place that was covered in fog. Ginny decided that she must find a way out of here or find Virginia. Virginia was her only guaranteed ticket out of the dull surroundings.
Her rhythmic footsteps echoed from unseen walls. She wrapped her arms around herself to keep herself warm from the chill. After about thirty minutes of walking in one direction she saw something. She raced forward hoping it was Virginia, her reluctant savior.
Ginny suddenly stopped when she got to the mysterious shape. It was Virginia, but she was confined in a crystal.
The crystal radiated powerful green energy. It cackled and hummed daring anyone to touch it. With her keen sight, Ginny could see little cracks that laced up the crystal. She concluded that the captives had tried to get out, but failed.
Ginny walked closer, inch by inch, wary of the cackling energy circling it. She peered into the crystal, seeing hues of blue that surrounded Virginia, making her look innocent. 'Innocent,' Ginny scoffed, 'far from it.'
Suddenly Virginia's eyes opened. Ginny stepped back in surprise. Virginia's eyes narrowed and she started pounding on the prison. Ginny watched helplessly as Virginia struggled.
"I can't do anything," Ginny said.
Virginia scowled at her then continued punching the walls. "I can't do anything," Ginny repeated as she slid down to the ground.
* * *
Draco stared at his other self, for quite some time. Neither blinking nor making any movements. Just staring at each other. Draco snorted. His other self didn't move. The blonde boy put his back to the crystal. Making sure he didn't touch the crystal like the first time he woke up.
When Draco woke up to the gray fog of the dreary place, he didn't expect to see his other self. Staring down at him, unconcerned. Draco's mood turned sour and he just stared back at him. But one thing he noticed that his other self was trapped in a blue crystal of some sort, that radiated powerful energy.
The first thing that raced into his mind was to touch it. He put up his left hand and reached towards the crystal. The energy crackled and shocked his hand. Draco winced and pulled his hand back. He concluded that the crystal wasn't safe to touch and he had no way of freeing his counterpart, not like he wanted too. So, he was stuck with a stony doppelganger.
'I wonder if the Weasley girl is here,' he thought, 'If my other self is here, then so is hers.'
"Weasley!" Draco shouted. The only thing he heard was the echo of his own voice. He tried again, "Weasley!"
* * *
Ginny snapped her eyes open at the sound of her name. It sounded far off, distant yet she really couldn't pinpoint where it was coming from.
"Weasley!" she heard her name called again. 'Malfoy,' she thought with a small hope building inside. With Malfoy here, they could somehow figure something out.
Gah! I don't like the ending. It must be writers block affecting me…again. Whatever. What will Arthur tell Dumbledore? Dun..dun…dun..DUN! Yeah so, I should have the next chapter up pretty soon! Not three months.