Disclaimer: I do not own Harry Potter or any of the characters, places, etc.
-
Fred rubbed his eye. It was sore. He was sure it was going to swell up to the size of a snitch.
Angelina was proud. She had taught Fred a lesson. Now, as ever apparent as he bears his name Weasely, he bears an impression of Angelina's fist in his right eye. "You know I. . ." Angelina started.
"I don't want to hear it." Fred alleged nursing his injured eye.
"It's just that she was. . .old." Angelina said.
"Maybe I was just kidding." Fred whined glaring at her through his good eye.
There was an awkward silence, a REALLY awkward silence. In fact this silence was so awkward that I have writer's block really bad now. Hmmm.
Angelina broke the silence, "So Amy, you uh.. close to your mom?" The group glared at her. They continued on wondering through the halls of St. Mungo's. Eventually they ventured into a lounge of some sort and Amy broke the silence, "Who ever painted this place was blind."
The walls were several different colors that didn't match each other. A mural on the back wall was so nonfigurative that even Fred and George couldn't make something out if it. George shook his head, "And I used to have faith in the wizard race."
Just then a very drugged up Ron came stumbling from a restroom that was inside of the lounge. He was covered in several shades of paint, none matching. "Ron?" Fred asked staring at his brother. "I don't think the healer likes me very much." He mumbled before collapsing. The group exchanged glances immediately as a brown haired man walked into the lounge staring at the walls with a worried look. "Did Ron do this?"
"Yea. Sure looks like it." Angelina said.
The man looked like he was going to cry, "Oh! I know I shouldn't have became a healer until I fully understood the differences between wizard potions and muggle aspirin!"
"So what happened to him?" Amy asked. "Well", the man started, "We were out of dragon scales to ward off the amnesia he was suffering. So I found this stuff in the back that said 'temporarily relieves minor aches and pains.' Ron was complaining about a headache so I gave him a few of those."
"How many is a few?" Fred asked.
"Oh 7, 10 about that." The man replied looking even more like he was going to cry. "Maybe you should call another healer." George suggested.
The man shook his head vigorously. "Yea, yea I'll do that."
He ran out of the room. George turned to the rest of the group, "Now I've definitely lost faith in the wizard race.
-
Thoughts were rocketing through Harry's head. He didn't know what to believe. He was already let down once, tricked by Voldemort. He shouldn't fall for it again. Sirius has to be dead. But what if he is alive. Maybe it wasn't him last year. Maybe it was a. . .body double. But why would Sirius want a body double? He debated these topics in his mind for quite some time until he realized one thing. Professor Moody.
"Luci?" Harry said startling her.
"Huh? What?" Luci asked, startled.
"Was that Sirius a year ago or someone under the polyjuice potion?" Harry inquired.
"It wasn't Sirius. I don't know who, but it wasn't him. About a week after he 'died' I got a tip that he was spotted. Unfortunately Kingsley took over the call and I didn't get to hear to whole thing." Luci said.
"Then how do you know he is still alive?" Harry asked.
"I saw him too. One night I was working really late. . .
(flashback! mwahahaha)
Luci's eyelids were becoming extraordinarily heavy as she dug through a mountain of files. "I swear no criminal by the name of Thomas Basil ever existed." She mumbled to herself as her eyes closed. Suddenly she was awoke by a noise of something or someone falling over. She also heard papers flying around. "It can't be morning already." She muttered looking at her prized possession, an old muggle watch. It was only 3:00 in the Am hours. Amy staggered to her feet and peered out of her office into the mountain of files that cluttered the Aurour Department. Sure enough the stack closest to the door was not there anymore and a body lie on the floor. Luci slowly walked over to the body and bent down. The room was dark, which added to the suspense of what would happen as soon as she got close to the body.
Just like a good old fashioned Hollywood horror, the body, seemingly a man, sprung to life clamping one hand over Luci's mouth and using the other to force her into the ground. The man brought his face in very close to hers. Luci trembled as she attempted to reach her wand that she wasn't even sure she had with her. The man examined her face, "Don't be afraid."
This made Luci even more afraid. In fact she was especially afraid because she had just realized her wand was not with her. His hand was still clamped tightly over her mouth. Her eye's strained to see who was 'attacking' her. She had seen him before. He was so familiar to her, but she couldn't place him. His long, black hair fell into his face and she recognized the face.
"Where are the files for Sirius Black?" the man asked loosening the grip over Luci's mouth.
Luci froze. She had no idea. Thomas Basil had made her mess them all up. "Excuse me but I have to get my wand, I don't know right off the bat where it is." Luci whispered, even though they were the only two left in the ministry. The man followed her closely as she walked back to her cubicle and grabbed her wand. "Accio Sirius Black files." Luci announced in a loud voice. An old folder flew from across the room to Luci. She looked down at the pictures stapled to the front of it. It was Sirius she knew it. He reached for the files, but Luci pulled it away from him. "I thought you were dead" She said gripping her wand.
"Well obviously I'm not, now just hand those over." Sirius ordered in a kind voice.
"No, you died." Luci hoarsely said taking a couple steps back.
"I never died. I was locked up. I just managed to break free. Now give me those." Sirius stated reaching again at the files.
Luci again pulled them away from Sirius's grasp.
Sirius calmly walked up to her, "Give me the files."
"No" Luci said leaning over them.
"Give them to me!"
"No!"
"GIVE ME THOSE FILES!" Sirius screamed pushing Luci down and ripping out his wand. He aimed it right at her. "I'm not afraid to hurt you!"
"NO!" Luci screamed rolling over onto the files. She hadn't even thought of resisting with her wand. Sirius rolled his eyes. He couldn't scare this one.
Sirius walked over to Luci and picked her up, she began to scream. Her wand fell out of her hand and she kicked around to try and make Sirius drop her. Sirius grabbed the back of her neck and turned her over in his arms so they were facing each other. "Please give me the files, Miss." Sirius asked using a polite tone but applying a lot of pressure to the back of her neck. Luci began to feel light headed as Sirius talked to her in a muffled voice. She was loosing consciousness. Luci suddenly became numb and the files fell from her hand as her body went limp. She had passed out under the pressure. Sirius, still holding her, bent down to pick up his files. He looked at them and smiled, "Now lets see what 'I' have been up to lately."
He laid Luci down on the floor of the office. For some stupid cheesy romantic reason he leaned down to her and whispered, "If you ever need me I'll be on the outskirts of Hogsmeade, an old family hiding spot. Then to add the cheesy romantic part he gently kissed her, "Sorry about resorting to knocking you out." And with that crappy apology he was gone, more stealthily then he came. And Luci lie on the floor amongst several papers, before sitting up and looking around. "I am a bloody good actress" she giggled to herself. Luci was slightly blushing, "Oh what a stupid crush."
(end of flashback)
Harry noticed Luci really was blushing and seemed really out of it. "Er. .Luci?"
"What?" She asked in a dreamy tone of voice.
"Snap out of it." Harry ordered grabbing her arm, "We have to go to Hogsmeade."
"I've tried Harry, but I simply can't muster up the courage to face him again. I'm acting like such a high-school girl." Luci admitted.
Harry rolled his eyes, "What, you have a crush on him."
Lucy turned red, "No! No, no, no."
"Right" Harry said, "Then lets get out of here and go to Hogsmeade."
Lucy blushed even more, "O-okay." She swallowed hard, "Lets go."
-
Draco and Ginny sat in a Floor Four lounge. They weren't talking much. Ginny had her head resting on Draco's shoulder. Draco glanced around the room. He couldn't believe he was actually, uh! Dare he say it, in love? With a Weasely? Draco looked at Ginny her eyes were closed; it was quite obvious she was still exhausted. Draco touched his nose. It was still quite sore. He rolled up the sleeves of his black turtleneckJ and looked at his arms. They were bruised and cut. Draco didn't have much memory of the other night, he remembered his father getting badly hurt. His father! He quickly stood up causing Ginny to fall over on the sofa. She was still fast asleep. "I'll be back love." Draco whispered to her. He froze. Love? The very thought of it made Draco cringe, he was so evil. He barley loved anyone. Ginny was different, she was. . .perfect for him. "Uh later Ginny." Draco said and left the lounge.
Draco ran through the corridors of floor four. He ran into the 'C' rooms' hall. Draco knew his father was in the 'C' rooms of the fourth floor but he wasn't sure which room.
Draco saw a dark haired woman at the end of the hall she was just leaving a room. "Mum!" Draco yelled running to her. Narcissa turned, "Draco, there you are! Are you alright?"
"I'm fine." Draco replied. The word love was going to his head. He went to embrace his mother in a hug. She backed out on him, "Draco go see your father."
Draco turned and walked into his father's room. Lucious has terrible burn marks across his torso and face. They looked like they were healing quite well. As Draco neared the bed he saw two guards on the sidewall of the room. They must be from the Azkaban Prison. That's where Lucious was headed as soon as he healed all the way. Of course Draco had faith he would be back. Lucious glared up at his son, you could tell he was not happy.
"You're some death eater." He muttered.
Draco blushed, "Father I tried."
At the word 'death eater' the guards tensed. They exchanged glances and said something to each other in a different language.
"You call yourself a Malfoy? Lucious asked.
"Dad, your acting like I'm running around with a Weasely!" Draco exclaimed.
"Don't think I'm angry because of your sister, I have the reasons for you." Lucious growled under his breath, "Amalae* will be punished. I've already spoke to your mother, she will be going home with you."
"Dad, I don't see what you are mad about, I fought!" Draco asked.
The guards again spoke to each other using a different language.
"When I was in trouble you were gone. You got us all caught. Son, you alone ruined the entire plan by letting that Weasely girl drag you out of there. The Aurors came down and got us all out of there before the Dark Lord could get there!"
"Voldemort!?!" Draco yelled confused.
At this the guards had had enough. One grabbed Draco and forced him out of the room.
Narcissa was gone and Draco was alone. "Voldemort." He said to him self. He smirked he saw his father's plan and the evil poured back into him. He liked it.
-
*Amalae(ah-mah-lay) Amy's full name.
-
The next day Molly had caught up with the fully healed Ron, Harry, and Hermione. She also found, Fred, George, Ginny, Angelina, and Amy. She got the group together and explained to them what they were to do. Of course Luci, escorting the nearly healed Whitney was in on this too.
"I want you all to go back to home. Arthur and I are staying here to help out. Then we have to run to the ministry and visit a few people. You will have the house to your self." She sighed. Fred and George smiled wildly. They had the house. "I want everything clean, and make sure you eat three good wholesome meals a day. Fred and George you are in char. . ." She trailed off. Amy, Angelina, you watch the house. If you go to the Weasely Wizard Wheezes Luci and Whitney are to take over, is this understood?"
The group nodded. Molly escorted them to a fireplace and kissed each of her children and the others goodbye as they went into the fireplace and using floo powder took off, back to the Burrow and an unexpected guest.
-
Whoa. Surprise Surprise. I don't even know who the guest will be. IN the near future see what happens to Draco, hinting, he's in trouble and not just with his dad. *gazes into a fake crystal ball * I also see a ring. . .or two in the future, but it is unclear to me how far away this is. Exciting! Woo!