Disclaimer: Harry Potter is the creative property of J.K. Rowling. I am not
her. This is merely a fan fiction to tide us over until book 6.
A/N: There are only a few more chapters left including the battle between Harry and Voldemort. Your reviews are appreciated. I hope to get this story done by the second week of January if not before. I will be starting another fic after that. Eedoe, thank you for catching that mistake. I'll fix it asap. ~*~ ~*~ ~*~ ~*~ ~*~ ~*~ ~*~ ~*~ ~*~ ~*~ ~*~ ~*~ ~*~ ~*~ ~*~ ~*~ ~*~ ~*~ ~*~ ~*~ ~*~ ~*~ ~*~ ~*~
Looking back, Harry thought not many would believe that the battle to determine the fate of the wizarding world would be triggered by an event at a Hogwarts Quidditch match. Not just any match either - Slytherin vs. Gryffindor.
Stepping out of the Gryffindor locker rooms, the Gryffindor team was met by a first-year Hufflepuff holding a poppy. He was looking nervously around Harry and Ron.
"Er, is Ginny Weasley here?" he squeaked.
Ginny stepped forward, as Ron, Harry and the rest of the team watched the first-year fumble as she stepped forward.
"I wanted to give you this for luck, not that you'll need it or anything," he said. "It's just it reminded me of you and its all sweet and red like your hair. You're a great Quidditch player."
"Thank you . . ."
"Evan."
"Thank you Evan," said Ginny taking the flower from him and placing it in her hair. "I'll wear it for luck."
The boy smiled and ran off as the rest of the team started to snicker.
"Got a fan there Gin?" teased Ron.
"Bugger off Ron," she said. "You're just jealous Hermione's not out here to give you something for luck."
The team started to laugh as Ron turned bright red.
"Come on we've got a game to win," said Harry as they headed to the pitch.
The game itself was going fine. Gryffindor's were up 150-100 and it was only about a half-hour into the match. The snitch hadn't made an appearance yet. Though Harry wondered if he might have seen it if he hadn't been watching Malfoy. Malfoy seemed very flustered as he flew. He kept staring at Ginny as she flew and Harry could see beads of sweat forming on Malfoy's forehead.
"Nervous Malfoy?" Harry said. "No need to worry I'll get the snitch before you like always."
"Stuff it Potter."
Harry followed Malfoy's line of vision and saw he was staring at Ginny again.
"You know you have another man to worry about when it comes to Ginny," Harry teased. "There was a young Hufflepuff waiting outside the lockers when we came out. He seemed quite taken by her."
Malfoy's head spun around so he was looking at Harry.
"What?"
"Yeah, a first year," Harry said nodding down to Ginny who had just scored another goal. "She's wearing the flower he gave her as a good luck charm."
Quickly Malfoy turned into a dive and headed straight toward the Slytherin goal post. At first, Harry thought he had seen the snitch and took off after him. After a moment, though, he realized that Malfoy wasn't headed toward a snitch, but Ginny Weasley.
Harry thought Malfoy was trying to stop her from scoring yet another goal, so he pulled ahead of Malfoy and cut off his path.
"Damn it Potter," spat Malfoy. "I need to get to Virginia."
"Why?" he said slamming into Malfoy's broom.
Suddenly screams filled the air. Harry looked over to see a broom falling to the ground. It's rider nowhere in sight. He turned to look back at Malfoy.
"It wasn't a flower," Malfoy's voice cracked. "It was a portkey."
Following the attack and the discovery of the body of a Hufflepuff first- year's body with a chunk of hair missing, most of the professors went to the Ministry of Magic, the Order of the Phoenix and to speak with Aurors. Dumbledore had sent for the Weasley's who were on assignment for the order. He said he would be back after talking to Fudge. He left Harry and Dumbledore's Army to patrol the halls and all the students were asked to stay in their houses. Snape and Madam Pomfrey were left in charge, but a half hour after Dumbledore left Snape's arm started to burn from the Dark Mark and he too had left.
Harry, Hermione and Ron had just gotten done patrolling the corridor. Only an hour had past since Ginny's disappearance, but it seemed like eternity to the three. As they were approaching the common room, they heard shouting. They ran to see what was going on.
Neville was strangling Malfoy with his wand. He was pushing it against his Adam's Apple as Malfoy struggled to breathe. Luna was yelling at Neville to calm down.
"I know you know where she is!," screamed Neville, pushing his wand into Malfoy's throat. "
"What are you doing here Malfoy?" sneered Ron.
"I need help getting your sister back," he said between gasps of breath.
"I knew you know where she is," screamed Neville as he tried to pounce on Malfoy. Harry held him back.
"I'm not positive I know," said Malfoy as he managed to stand up. "I have an idea."
"Why should we trust you Malfoy," spat Ron. "You could just be trying to lure Harry into a Death Eater trap."
"Ron's right," Hermione said.
"You saw what happened Potter," Malfoy said.
Harry nodded. "But why Malfoy?"
"Because Malfoy's don't share, and I'm not going to be the first."
Harry nodded before turning to address everyone.
"We can trust him, and he may be the only shot we have to finding Ginny."
"If we're going to get Ginny I need to get something," Luna said, before turning to Ron. "Open your Common Room door, Ronald."
Ron shrugged and gave the password as Luna disappeared into the Gryffindor common room.
"We need back up," Neville said shooting Malfoy a glare. "I don't trust him."
"Everyone's gone," Ron reminded them. "Dad and mum should be in the headmaster's office soon, but I don't know when. How are we even going to get where we're going?"
"We need to be able to get ahold of the Order if the Death Eaters are there," said Hermione.
"She could be dead by then or worse," snapped Malfoy.
"And how are we going to get word to the Order in time?" Harry said.
"Dobby," Hermione said. "Get Dobby. House elves can transport themselves over distances quicker than anything, and they can do it in Hogwarts."
"Right," said Harry as Ron took off to the kitchens.
A few moments later Luna, Ron and Dobby were all back.
"Dobby we need your help," Harry said leaning down.
"Anything for Mr. Harry Potter," he answered.
"We are going to go somewhere. I need you to help take us, then when I tell you to I need you to come back here and go to the Headmaster's office. Tell whoever is in there right away where we are and what's going on. Do you understand?"
"Yes Sir."
"Good."
"We're wasting time," snapped Malfoy.
"All right. Where are we going?"
"Dobby do you remember the forest by the mansion in the Dales? We're going to the southern edge," Malfoy said.
"All right everyone hold hands and hold on to Dobby," Harry instructed. "Dobby are you sure you can take all of us?"
He shook his head affirmatively and soon Harry and the rest felt themselves fizzling out of one plain of space and then into another.
Opening his eyes, Harry saw everyone was there and a forest of green ahead of him.
"There's a clearing about 20 yards in front of us," Malfoy said taking the lead, his wand drawn. "If they're there, we'll have to watch for lookouts."
Wands drawn, the five others and a house elf followed him into the darkness of the forest.
A/N: There are only a few more chapters left including the battle between Harry and Voldemort. Your reviews are appreciated. I hope to get this story done by the second week of January if not before. I will be starting another fic after that. Eedoe, thank you for catching that mistake. I'll fix it asap. ~*~ ~*~ ~*~ ~*~ ~*~ ~*~ ~*~ ~*~ ~*~ ~*~ ~*~ ~*~ ~*~ ~*~ ~*~ ~*~ ~*~ ~*~ ~*~ ~*~ ~*~ ~*~ ~*~ ~*~
Looking back, Harry thought not many would believe that the battle to determine the fate of the wizarding world would be triggered by an event at a Hogwarts Quidditch match. Not just any match either - Slytherin vs. Gryffindor.
Stepping out of the Gryffindor locker rooms, the Gryffindor team was met by a first-year Hufflepuff holding a poppy. He was looking nervously around Harry and Ron.
"Er, is Ginny Weasley here?" he squeaked.
Ginny stepped forward, as Ron, Harry and the rest of the team watched the first-year fumble as she stepped forward.
"I wanted to give you this for luck, not that you'll need it or anything," he said. "It's just it reminded me of you and its all sweet and red like your hair. You're a great Quidditch player."
"Thank you . . ."
"Evan."
"Thank you Evan," said Ginny taking the flower from him and placing it in her hair. "I'll wear it for luck."
The boy smiled and ran off as the rest of the team started to snicker.
"Got a fan there Gin?" teased Ron.
"Bugger off Ron," she said. "You're just jealous Hermione's not out here to give you something for luck."
The team started to laugh as Ron turned bright red.
"Come on we've got a game to win," said Harry as they headed to the pitch.
The game itself was going fine. Gryffindor's were up 150-100 and it was only about a half-hour into the match. The snitch hadn't made an appearance yet. Though Harry wondered if he might have seen it if he hadn't been watching Malfoy. Malfoy seemed very flustered as he flew. He kept staring at Ginny as she flew and Harry could see beads of sweat forming on Malfoy's forehead.
"Nervous Malfoy?" Harry said. "No need to worry I'll get the snitch before you like always."
"Stuff it Potter."
Harry followed Malfoy's line of vision and saw he was staring at Ginny again.
"You know you have another man to worry about when it comes to Ginny," Harry teased. "There was a young Hufflepuff waiting outside the lockers when we came out. He seemed quite taken by her."
Malfoy's head spun around so he was looking at Harry.
"What?"
"Yeah, a first year," Harry said nodding down to Ginny who had just scored another goal. "She's wearing the flower he gave her as a good luck charm."
Quickly Malfoy turned into a dive and headed straight toward the Slytherin goal post. At first, Harry thought he had seen the snitch and took off after him. After a moment, though, he realized that Malfoy wasn't headed toward a snitch, but Ginny Weasley.
Harry thought Malfoy was trying to stop her from scoring yet another goal, so he pulled ahead of Malfoy and cut off his path.
"Damn it Potter," spat Malfoy. "I need to get to Virginia."
"Why?" he said slamming into Malfoy's broom.
Suddenly screams filled the air. Harry looked over to see a broom falling to the ground. It's rider nowhere in sight. He turned to look back at Malfoy.
"It wasn't a flower," Malfoy's voice cracked. "It was a portkey."
Following the attack and the discovery of the body of a Hufflepuff first- year's body with a chunk of hair missing, most of the professors went to the Ministry of Magic, the Order of the Phoenix and to speak with Aurors. Dumbledore had sent for the Weasley's who were on assignment for the order. He said he would be back after talking to Fudge. He left Harry and Dumbledore's Army to patrol the halls and all the students were asked to stay in their houses. Snape and Madam Pomfrey were left in charge, but a half hour after Dumbledore left Snape's arm started to burn from the Dark Mark and he too had left.
Harry, Hermione and Ron had just gotten done patrolling the corridor. Only an hour had past since Ginny's disappearance, but it seemed like eternity to the three. As they were approaching the common room, they heard shouting. They ran to see what was going on.
Neville was strangling Malfoy with his wand. He was pushing it against his Adam's Apple as Malfoy struggled to breathe. Luna was yelling at Neville to calm down.
"I know you know where she is!," screamed Neville, pushing his wand into Malfoy's throat. "
"What are you doing here Malfoy?" sneered Ron.
"I need help getting your sister back," he said between gasps of breath.
"I knew you know where she is," screamed Neville as he tried to pounce on Malfoy. Harry held him back.
"I'm not positive I know," said Malfoy as he managed to stand up. "I have an idea."
"Why should we trust you Malfoy," spat Ron. "You could just be trying to lure Harry into a Death Eater trap."
"Ron's right," Hermione said.
"You saw what happened Potter," Malfoy said.
Harry nodded. "But why Malfoy?"
"Because Malfoy's don't share, and I'm not going to be the first."
Harry nodded before turning to address everyone.
"We can trust him, and he may be the only shot we have to finding Ginny."
"If we're going to get Ginny I need to get something," Luna said, before turning to Ron. "Open your Common Room door, Ronald."
Ron shrugged and gave the password as Luna disappeared into the Gryffindor common room.
"We need back up," Neville said shooting Malfoy a glare. "I don't trust him."
"Everyone's gone," Ron reminded them. "Dad and mum should be in the headmaster's office soon, but I don't know when. How are we even going to get where we're going?"
"We need to be able to get ahold of the Order if the Death Eaters are there," said Hermione.
"She could be dead by then or worse," snapped Malfoy.
"And how are we going to get word to the Order in time?" Harry said.
"Dobby," Hermione said. "Get Dobby. House elves can transport themselves over distances quicker than anything, and they can do it in Hogwarts."
"Right," said Harry as Ron took off to the kitchens.
A few moments later Luna, Ron and Dobby were all back.
"Dobby we need your help," Harry said leaning down.
"Anything for Mr. Harry Potter," he answered.
"We are going to go somewhere. I need you to help take us, then when I tell you to I need you to come back here and go to the Headmaster's office. Tell whoever is in there right away where we are and what's going on. Do you understand?"
"Yes Sir."
"Good."
"We're wasting time," snapped Malfoy.
"All right. Where are we going?"
"Dobby do you remember the forest by the mansion in the Dales? We're going to the southern edge," Malfoy said.
"All right everyone hold hands and hold on to Dobby," Harry instructed. "Dobby are you sure you can take all of us?"
He shook his head affirmatively and soon Harry and the rest felt themselves fizzling out of one plain of space and then into another.
Opening his eyes, Harry saw everyone was there and a forest of green ahead of him.
"There's a clearing about 20 yards in front of us," Malfoy said taking the lead, his wand drawn. "If they're there, we'll have to watch for lookouts."
Wands drawn, the five others and a house elf followed him into the darkness of the forest.