To many a reader's sorrow, I have continued.
Chapter 1. - Disasters.
"Someone is going to kill Dumbledore?"
"Yes, Ginny, I'm too. I can't face them on my own."
"How come you haven't said anything before?"
"I only found out, last week, I attended a meeting."
She shuddered at the thought of him, so close to being discovered. "Why? You could easily have been caught."
"I know, but I had to get the information, I am a spy, but for Dumbledore."
She nodded.
"Anyway, it was last night when I unravelled the code."
"What code?"
"They didn't really trust me, so they spoke in code."
"How on earth did you remember it all? You might have made a mistake."
"No, tape recorder, Muggle technology, that's why I was away. I couldn't play it near the castle, too strong magical field."
"So, what did it say? How are we going to protect Dumbledore? Why do we need to protect Dumbledore is a great wizard; he'll know if they're after him.
"I know, but they've got a new member, someone from inside the castle."
"Who?"
"I don't know." They were silent for a while, then Ginny left. They would meet up later for the meeting, only D.A. members were invited. * *
* They were being observed, from an empty classroom down the corridor, someone watched.
Draco turned to leave, rain had just started lashing in, he would have tried to close the window, but that could only be done with magic, he'd left his wand in his Prefect room. He decided to return to his room then walk down to the meeting. But just as he was walking down the corridor he heard a voice, hoarse mutter a spell he had often felt before, when he angered his father, a spell that he had learnt about in 4th year, which he had learnt for the Death Eaters. He had scarcely any time to wonder about this when he felt the pain, shooting through his body. Leaving him entirely defenceless and exhausted. It went on for longer then a minute, it felt like an age. He was too fatigued too call out for help; able only to feebly block the blows that his attacker rained down on him. Then he eventually in fell into unconsciousness
A group of chattering 5th year Hufflepuffs found him half an hour later, they levitated him to the Hospital Wing. The rumours spread like a forest fire in the middle of summer. *
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"Draco, Draco?" He woke up, bright sunshine shone through the window; his entire body ached and there was Ginny looking at him anxiously.
"Draco, I told them. At the meeting, we think that it's the Hogwarts Death Eater who attacked you."
"Malfoy, did you see who it was? Any clues?" Harry had joined them.
"No, Potter, he sneaked behind me, I don't have eyes at the back of my head." The retort was weak; Draco decided he'd have to do better next time.
Harry sighed, "Anything, did he say anything?"
" Yeah,"
"Like?"
"You're a traitor to your family and the cause, the usual rubbish, yeah I think he was a Death Eater."
"And the voice?"
"Disguised, hoarse"
Harry turned to leave, before he did though he said, " We're trying to help you know." Then he walked out.
"Would it hurt to be a little bit co-operative Draco?" said an exasperated Ginny.
"Well, there was another thing he said, but I didn't want to tell Harry."
"Why, what was it?"
"He said something about. 'Stealing his girl' I don't really know."
"Draco, I. I've got to go now." She walked quickly out of the room.
"Bye." He said quietly.
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* "Dumbledore, I agree with Harry, you can't leave the school." Hermione argued
"Hermione, I don't want to, but I must. You know from your own experience that Voldemort will attack the parents of Muggle-Borns for fun. We have to explain to them that they're not safe.
"Then at least let us go with you, Professor." Harry pleaded.
"No, the school needs you Harry." "It needs you too, " Harry protested.
"I need to warn others, they're safety mustn't be jeopardised." Dumbledore said in his most final tone.
The door opened and the Head Girl & Boy walked out.
"Hermione, 'Mione, are you okay?" He brushed her hair away from her face. She was crying "It's about what he said about your parents isn't it?"
She nodded, he put his arm around her in a half-hug and kissed her forehead, he led her to an empty classroom and closed the door.
"I.It's just . that I get used to them not being there. I. I'm sorry.Harry."
"It's okay." They stayed until she had finished crying. Harry had thought it strange that the roles had reversed. They had both been grieving together at the start of 6th year, but Hermione had tried to comfort Harry, tried to be cheerful, when she couldn't. But Hermione's Christmas present had helped him cope. She had repaired the mirror and somehow gotten the other one to Sirius. He was able to talk to him one last time. Then on her 17th birthday, Hermione's father had been killed; her mother had been murdered on her 16th. She was now staying at the school.
"Are you okay now?"
"Yeah, sorry about all of that."
"I've told you it's okay." He gave her a warm open smile.
"Harry, I'm afraid." He looked at her surprised, "I'm afraid of you leaving me too, like you did last year." "I never left you."
"You tried to shut us out Harry, I know it was because you didn't want anymore hurt. Just promise me that what ever happens you won't leave me."
He was stunned "I promise you."
She gave a small watery smile "Thanks."
Harry watched her completely puzzled as she walked back to her room 'Girls' he thought 'I'll never understand them' *
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Ron read over his essay again, he looked up; there was Hermione, walking by. He could tell by the stoop in her shoulders that she had been crying, little things that he had noticed about her. He took a photo out of his pocket. It had been taken of her and Harry at Christmas. She was dancing in the snow; Harry was looking at her lovingly. 'The two of them are complete idiots' he thought sadly. He didn't know what he'd do if the two realised their mutual attractions. 'Just me caught in the middle' he sighed, then he thought of Harry and Hermione going to kiss each other and he was caught in between, he couldn't help smiling briefly.
"Hi," Ginny came up behind him.
"You didn't have to surprise me." She shrugged, "How's Draco?" he said casually, Ginny frowned. "I know you went up to meet him, now I don't want to be like Percy but Ginny, I should warn you. He's dangerous, to you, and to himself, don't. just don't, it's a bad idea right?" He sighed.
"If it was up to you I'd never have a boyfriend."
"Ginny, I just don't want to see you hurt, okay? And Draco is . please Ginny, trust me." "Yeah," She left the library. *
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Chapter 1. - Disasters.
"Someone is going to kill Dumbledore?"
"Yes, Ginny, I'm too. I can't face them on my own."
"How come you haven't said anything before?"
"I only found out, last week, I attended a meeting."
She shuddered at the thought of him, so close to being discovered. "Why? You could easily have been caught."
"I know, but I had to get the information, I am a spy, but for Dumbledore."
She nodded.
"Anyway, it was last night when I unravelled the code."
"What code?"
"They didn't really trust me, so they spoke in code."
"How on earth did you remember it all? You might have made a mistake."
"No, tape recorder, Muggle technology, that's why I was away. I couldn't play it near the castle, too strong magical field."
"So, what did it say? How are we going to protect Dumbledore? Why do we need to protect Dumbledore is a great wizard; he'll know if they're after him.
"I know, but they've got a new member, someone from inside the castle."
"Who?"
"I don't know." They were silent for a while, then Ginny left. They would meet up later for the meeting, only D.A. members were invited. * *
* They were being observed, from an empty classroom down the corridor, someone watched.
Draco turned to leave, rain had just started lashing in, he would have tried to close the window, but that could only be done with magic, he'd left his wand in his Prefect room. He decided to return to his room then walk down to the meeting. But just as he was walking down the corridor he heard a voice, hoarse mutter a spell he had often felt before, when he angered his father, a spell that he had learnt about in 4th year, which he had learnt for the Death Eaters. He had scarcely any time to wonder about this when he felt the pain, shooting through his body. Leaving him entirely defenceless and exhausted. It went on for longer then a minute, it felt like an age. He was too fatigued too call out for help; able only to feebly block the blows that his attacker rained down on him. Then he eventually in fell into unconsciousness
A group of chattering 5th year Hufflepuffs found him half an hour later, they levitated him to the Hospital Wing. The rumours spread like a forest fire in the middle of summer. *
* *
"Draco, Draco?" He woke up, bright sunshine shone through the window; his entire body ached and there was Ginny looking at him anxiously.
"Draco, I told them. At the meeting, we think that it's the Hogwarts Death Eater who attacked you."
"Malfoy, did you see who it was? Any clues?" Harry had joined them.
"No, Potter, he sneaked behind me, I don't have eyes at the back of my head." The retort was weak; Draco decided he'd have to do better next time.
Harry sighed, "Anything, did he say anything?"
" Yeah,"
"Like?"
"You're a traitor to your family and the cause, the usual rubbish, yeah I think he was a Death Eater."
"And the voice?"
"Disguised, hoarse"
Harry turned to leave, before he did though he said, " We're trying to help you know." Then he walked out.
"Would it hurt to be a little bit co-operative Draco?" said an exasperated Ginny.
"Well, there was another thing he said, but I didn't want to tell Harry."
"Why, what was it?"
"He said something about. 'Stealing his girl' I don't really know."
"Draco, I. I've got to go now." She walked quickly out of the room.
"Bye." He said quietly.
* *
* "Dumbledore, I agree with Harry, you can't leave the school." Hermione argued
"Hermione, I don't want to, but I must. You know from your own experience that Voldemort will attack the parents of Muggle-Borns for fun. We have to explain to them that they're not safe.
"Then at least let us go with you, Professor." Harry pleaded.
"No, the school needs you Harry." "It needs you too, " Harry protested.
"I need to warn others, they're safety mustn't be jeopardised." Dumbledore said in his most final tone.
The door opened and the Head Girl & Boy walked out.
"Hermione, 'Mione, are you okay?" He brushed her hair away from her face. She was crying "It's about what he said about your parents isn't it?"
She nodded, he put his arm around her in a half-hug and kissed her forehead, he led her to an empty classroom and closed the door.
"I.It's just . that I get used to them not being there. I. I'm sorry.Harry."
"It's okay." They stayed until she had finished crying. Harry had thought it strange that the roles had reversed. They had both been grieving together at the start of 6th year, but Hermione had tried to comfort Harry, tried to be cheerful, when she couldn't. But Hermione's Christmas present had helped him cope. She had repaired the mirror and somehow gotten the other one to Sirius. He was able to talk to him one last time. Then on her 17th birthday, Hermione's father had been killed; her mother had been murdered on her 16th. She was now staying at the school.
"Are you okay now?"
"Yeah, sorry about all of that."
"I've told you it's okay." He gave her a warm open smile.
"Harry, I'm afraid." He looked at her surprised, "I'm afraid of you leaving me too, like you did last year." "I never left you."
"You tried to shut us out Harry, I know it was because you didn't want anymore hurt. Just promise me that what ever happens you won't leave me."
He was stunned "I promise you."
She gave a small watery smile "Thanks."
Harry watched her completely puzzled as she walked back to her room 'Girls' he thought 'I'll never understand them' *
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Ron read over his essay again, he looked up; there was Hermione, walking by. He could tell by the stoop in her shoulders that she had been crying, little things that he had noticed about her. He took a photo out of his pocket. It had been taken of her and Harry at Christmas. She was dancing in the snow; Harry was looking at her lovingly. 'The two of them are complete idiots' he thought sadly. He didn't know what he'd do if the two realised their mutual attractions. 'Just me caught in the middle' he sighed, then he thought of Harry and Hermione going to kiss each other and he was caught in between, he couldn't help smiling briefly.
"Hi," Ginny came up behind him.
"You didn't have to surprise me." She shrugged, "How's Draco?" he said casually, Ginny frowned. "I know you went up to meet him, now I don't want to be like Percy but Ginny, I should warn you. He's dangerous, to you, and to himself, don't. just don't, it's a bad idea right?" He sighed.
"If it was up to you I'd never have a boyfriend."
"Ginny, I just don't want to see you hurt, okay? And Draco is . please Ginny, trust me." "Yeah," She left the library. *
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