Disclaimer: Ok, J.K., I'll buy Luna Lovegood off of you for 25 cents?
Please? Crap...well I still don't own anything...yet....
A/N: Alright, the end of school, along with a crappy computer, has made for not a lot of time to write. Luckily, I'm getting a new computer in 2 days and school will be over shortly, so if I do have any diehard reader's(I doubt I do, I don't think I'm that good), I assure you I'll be updating more often.
Chapter 7
The Disappearance
The alley was dark, mostly due to the fact that the majority of the street lights were broken. Harry limped along, his leg still in pain, Ginny along side, giving him balance when he lost his. In terms of non-life of death situations, Harry had never felt a situation was more hopeless.
But in was a key Gryffindor trait to not give up so easy, and neither of the two Gryffindors planned on doing so. Harry was a bit uneasy about the consequences of when he did return, however, because he wasn't supposed to be out alone, meaning he had just put himself in extreme danger, as well as the Weasleys' only daughter. So, leg aching, Harry was really in a lose- lose situation.
However, hope suddenly shined up from the darkness of the street. However, if there was a color hope didn't belong in, at least for Harry, it was green. Out of the door of one of the shops came the pale, thin, orange- haired Slytherin, Blaise Zabini.
Blaise was carrying at least 3 bags full of various things. She turned her head and looked over her shoulder to see Harry and Ginny. "Well, if it isn't the famous Harry Potter?" She snicked, "And...his girlfriend perhaps?"
"I'm not his girlfriend," Ginny replied quickly.
"How sad," Blaise said sarcastically, "So, what brings the great goody-goody Harry Potter and his Gryffie not-girlfriend down Pipedown Alley?"
"Pipedown Alley?"
"Yes, Potter. That's the place your standing in right now."
"We, er...got lost," Harry said, somewhat embarrassed. He figured it could have been worse, he and Ginny could have been stranded with Malfoy.
"Well, isn't that sad? And now, I'm sure the suddenly not-so-great Harry Potter is going to ask me for help?"
"Yes," Harry said, getting a bit annoyed, but keeping a polite composure, "If you wouldn't mind."
"Well," Blaise said, "As a matter of fact, I would mind. Unless, of course, there's something in it for me?" She was smirking evilly.
Harry was definitely irritated now, but he had no room to argue. "What do you want?"
"Wellllll," Blaise said, enjoying the moment way too much, "I heard that the legendary Harry Potter is rather wealthy?" Harry dropped a few galleons into Blaise's hands. Blaise's smirk faded. "Draco tips a lot better," she growled, and motioned for Harry and Ginny to follow her.
"So, how'd you guys get lost? Trying to find a place to snog your not- girlfriend?"
Ginny glared at Blaise, but said nothing. "No," Harry said, "We were...just walking. What are you doing down this way, anyways?"
"Shopping, of course." Harry could only imagine what kind of items were in Blaise's bags.
As it began to rain, Blaise pulled her wand, muttered a spell, and with a swish, it sprouted into an umbrella. It was at this time she noticed Harry limping. "What's wrong with your leg?"
"I er...tripped," Harry said stupidly. He had been trying to avoid explaining getting bit by the snake, and made himself out to appear like even more of an idiot.
"Honestly," Blaise commented, "I don't see how the boy who lived can't even keep his balance." Harry noticed Blaise was taking pleasure from having an umbrella and watching he and Ginny get drenched.
The three of them turned a corner and headed down another dark and empty alley. Harry couldn't help but be a bit worried about another death eater attack, as he expected the fight that resulted in the snake attack was.
"Where are we now?" Harry asked, trying to make conversation.
Blaise stopped walking, and looked back at Harry. "You didn't pay me for a geography lesson." Harry thought about it for a moment, and decided it would be helpful to know the streets off of Diagon Alley, and threw Blaise another galleon.
"You guys were in Pipedown Alley, as I said before, and now we've turned onto Knockturn Alley."
Harry once again recalled accidentally flooing to Knockturn Alley 4 years ago. "They sell all sorts of illegal things down here, don't they?" Harry questioned unthinkingly.
Blaise smirked. "It's only illegal if you get caught."
The rain poured down monotonously and Harry began to dread more and more the telling off he was going to get when he got back to the Leaky Cauldron, but it really wasn't his fault. True, he shouldn't have been out alone and such, but he would have been back at a decent time if he hadn't gotten attacked, which was really his fault from being out alone.
"So," Blaise inquired as they turned onto Diagon Alley, "Where are you guys headed?"
"The Leaky Cauldron," Ginny and Harry said simultaneously.
"Right," Blaise said, sounding a bit disappointed.
After a bit of a walk, Harry, Ginny, and Blaise entered the parlor. When Ginny gave Blaise an odd look, she responded quickly, "I'm staying here, too."
Much to Harry's surprise, he was greeted by Mrs. Weasley running at them yelling "Thank Merlin you're alright!" or Mrs. Weasley running at them yelling "What the heck were you two thinking?!" They were greeted by absolute silence.
Looking around, the emptiness scared Harry a bit. Tom wasn't there, and it seemed as though no one was in the whole building. Both Harry and Ginny looked around concerned, but Blaise remained by the door, seemingly not worried.
Harry and Ginny wandered up to Harry's room, where Hedwig still stood in her cage, asleep. However, as they opened the other doors, everyone's things were gone. The only signs of life in the Inn were Harry, Ginny, and Blaise themselves.
Harry rushed back down the stairs, filled with an odd mixture of anger and fear. "Where is everyone?" Harry half asked half yelled at Blaise, who's calm presence seemed suspicious.
"Not a clue," she replied unphased. "Is there a note anywhere or something?"
Suddenly, there was a rustling of a coak, and in an instant Tonks appeared in the room. It was then Harry remembered that he had been being followed for the past year. "Tonks," Harry said, "What in bloody hell is going on?"
"I have about as much idea as you do," she replied. "The place is deserted."
"I think we should go to the headquarters," Ginny said firmly.
"The headquarters?" Blaise suddenly perked up. "What headquarters?"
Tonks looked annoyed as she glanced at Blaise. "Who's she?"
Blaise grinned. "Blaise Zabini," she said with a mischievous grin, holding out her hand. Tonks didn't shake it.
"Well, she'll have to stay here, she's not in the Order?"
"The Order?" Blaise asked impishly.
"Yeah," Ginny responded, "Can't trust a Slytherin, especially now."
Blaise glared at them. "Don't stereotype my house!" she shouted like she cared, "I'm the good one, honestly." Harry noticed that the word honestly seemed to have no meaning when it came from her mouth.
"You can't just leave me here to die, can you?"
Tonks said nothing. Instead, she pulled a two-way mirror out of her pocket. Harry had the urge to run up and smash it, as it was a torturous reminder of Sirius's death, but he restrained himself. "Albus Dumbledore."
Harry heard Dumbledore's voice suddenly. "Nymphadora! Glad to see you're okay!"
Tonks scowled. "Tonks, please, Professor. And we're fine, where is everyone? What happened?"
Dumbledore sighed. "There was a death eater attack on The Leaky Cauldron. Everyone was evacuated to a safe house."
"Is everyone okay?"
"For the most part. George scraped his arm, and Mrs. Weasley bruised her leg, that's about it. Miss Lovegood also broke her nail, but I think that was unrelated. Are Harry and Ginny with you?"
"Yeah," Tonks replied, "And some other girl." Blaise didn't look to happy at being called "some other girl". "Are you at the headquarters?"
"Headquarters?" Blaise asked again.
"No," Dumbledore replied, "We couldn't go to it because we had to bring a few other guests who aren't Order members."
"Well, where are you at?"
"I'm afraid I can't tell you," Dumbledore said, "There are death eaters all over looking for Harry, and the safest place you can be right now is the Leaky Cauldron, because they already searched there. Do not move from where you are."
Tonks looked rather annoyed. "What are we supposed to do?"
Dumbledore sighed again. "Make sure no one that's with you leaves and spend the night there. In the morning, take this children to the station."
Blaise seemed more peeved than ever. "Oh great, I'm being held hostage."
A/N: Yeah, I named Pipedown Alley after a band, but you have to forgive me for my lack of creativity, it was nearly 4 am, I was tired, and I was listening to Pipedown, so...shrug Oh, BTW, if any of you are writing a Draco/Ginny fic, let me just say that I think you should name it Weasels & Ferrets XD
Next Chapter:
Chapter 8 The Train Ride
A/N: Alright, the end of school, along with a crappy computer, has made for not a lot of time to write. Luckily, I'm getting a new computer in 2 days and school will be over shortly, so if I do have any diehard reader's(I doubt I do, I don't think I'm that good), I assure you I'll be updating more often.
Chapter 7
The Disappearance
The alley was dark, mostly due to the fact that the majority of the street lights were broken. Harry limped along, his leg still in pain, Ginny along side, giving him balance when he lost his. In terms of non-life of death situations, Harry had never felt a situation was more hopeless.
But in was a key Gryffindor trait to not give up so easy, and neither of the two Gryffindors planned on doing so. Harry was a bit uneasy about the consequences of when he did return, however, because he wasn't supposed to be out alone, meaning he had just put himself in extreme danger, as well as the Weasleys' only daughter. So, leg aching, Harry was really in a lose- lose situation.
However, hope suddenly shined up from the darkness of the street. However, if there was a color hope didn't belong in, at least for Harry, it was green. Out of the door of one of the shops came the pale, thin, orange- haired Slytherin, Blaise Zabini.
Blaise was carrying at least 3 bags full of various things. She turned her head and looked over her shoulder to see Harry and Ginny. "Well, if it isn't the famous Harry Potter?" She snicked, "And...his girlfriend perhaps?"
"I'm not his girlfriend," Ginny replied quickly.
"How sad," Blaise said sarcastically, "So, what brings the great goody-goody Harry Potter and his Gryffie not-girlfriend down Pipedown Alley?"
"Pipedown Alley?"
"Yes, Potter. That's the place your standing in right now."
"We, er...got lost," Harry said, somewhat embarrassed. He figured it could have been worse, he and Ginny could have been stranded with Malfoy.
"Well, isn't that sad? And now, I'm sure the suddenly not-so-great Harry Potter is going to ask me for help?"
"Yes," Harry said, getting a bit annoyed, but keeping a polite composure, "If you wouldn't mind."
"Well," Blaise said, "As a matter of fact, I would mind. Unless, of course, there's something in it for me?" She was smirking evilly.
Harry was definitely irritated now, but he had no room to argue. "What do you want?"
"Wellllll," Blaise said, enjoying the moment way too much, "I heard that the legendary Harry Potter is rather wealthy?" Harry dropped a few galleons into Blaise's hands. Blaise's smirk faded. "Draco tips a lot better," she growled, and motioned for Harry and Ginny to follow her.
"So, how'd you guys get lost? Trying to find a place to snog your not- girlfriend?"
Ginny glared at Blaise, but said nothing. "No," Harry said, "We were...just walking. What are you doing down this way, anyways?"
"Shopping, of course." Harry could only imagine what kind of items were in Blaise's bags.
As it began to rain, Blaise pulled her wand, muttered a spell, and with a swish, it sprouted into an umbrella. It was at this time she noticed Harry limping. "What's wrong with your leg?"
"I er...tripped," Harry said stupidly. He had been trying to avoid explaining getting bit by the snake, and made himself out to appear like even more of an idiot.
"Honestly," Blaise commented, "I don't see how the boy who lived can't even keep his balance." Harry noticed Blaise was taking pleasure from having an umbrella and watching he and Ginny get drenched.
The three of them turned a corner and headed down another dark and empty alley. Harry couldn't help but be a bit worried about another death eater attack, as he expected the fight that resulted in the snake attack was.
"Where are we now?" Harry asked, trying to make conversation.
Blaise stopped walking, and looked back at Harry. "You didn't pay me for a geography lesson." Harry thought about it for a moment, and decided it would be helpful to know the streets off of Diagon Alley, and threw Blaise another galleon.
"You guys were in Pipedown Alley, as I said before, and now we've turned onto Knockturn Alley."
Harry once again recalled accidentally flooing to Knockturn Alley 4 years ago. "They sell all sorts of illegal things down here, don't they?" Harry questioned unthinkingly.
Blaise smirked. "It's only illegal if you get caught."
The rain poured down monotonously and Harry began to dread more and more the telling off he was going to get when he got back to the Leaky Cauldron, but it really wasn't his fault. True, he shouldn't have been out alone and such, but he would have been back at a decent time if he hadn't gotten attacked, which was really his fault from being out alone.
"So," Blaise inquired as they turned onto Diagon Alley, "Where are you guys headed?"
"The Leaky Cauldron," Ginny and Harry said simultaneously.
"Right," Blaise said, sounding a bit disappointed.
After a bit of a walk, Harry, Ginny, and Blaise entered the parlor. When Ginny gave Blaise an odd look, she responded quickly, "I'm staying here, too."
Much to Harry's surprise, he was greeted by Mrs. Weasley running at them yelling "Thank Merlin you're alright!" or Mrs. Weasley running at them yelling "What the heck were you two thinking?!" They were greeted by absolute silence.
Looking around, the emptiness scared Harry a bit. Tom wasn't there, and it seemed as though no one was in the whole building. Both Harry and Ginny looked around concerned, but Blaise remained by the door, seemingly not worried.
Harry and Ginny wandered up to Harry's room, where Hedwig still stood in her cage, asleep. However, as they opened the other doors, everyone's things were gone. The only signs of life in the Inn were Harry, Ginny, and Blaise themselves.
Harry rushed back down the stairs, filled with an odd mixture of anger and fear. "Where is everyone?" Harry half asked half yelled at Blaise, who's calm presence seemed suspicious.
"Not a clue," she replied unphased. "Is there a note anywhere or something?"
Suddenly, there was a rustling of a coak, and in an instant Tonks appeared in the room. It was then Harry remembered that he had been being followed for the past year. "Tonks," Harry said, "What in bloody hell is going on?"
"I have about as much idea as you do," she replied. "The place is deserted."
"I think we should go to the headquarters," Ginny said firmly.
"The headquarters?" Blaise suddenly perked up. "What headquarters?"
Tonks looked annoyed as she glanced at Blaise. "Who's she?"
Blaise grinned. "Blaise Zabini," she said with a mischievous grin, holding out her hand. Tonks didn't shake it.
"Well, she'll have to stay here, she's not in the Order?"
"The Order?" Blaise asked impishly.
"Yeah," Ginny responded, "Can't trust a Slytherin, especially now."
Blaise glared at them. "Don't stereotype my house!" she shouted like she cared, "I'm the good one, honestly." Harry noticed that the word honestly seemed to have no meaning when it came from her mouth.
"You can't just leave me here to die, can you?"
Tonks said nothing. Instead, she pulled a two-way mirror out of her pocket. Harry had the urge to run up and smash it, as it was a torturous reminder of Sirius's death, but he restrained himself. "Albus Dumbledore."
Harry heard Dumbledore's voice suddenly. "Nymphadora! Glad to see you're okay!"
Tonks scowled. "Tonks, please, Professor. And we're fine, where is everyone? What happened?"
Dumbledore sighed. "There was a death eater attack on The Leaky Cauldron. Everyone was evacuated to a safe house."
"Is everyone okay?"
"For the most part. George scraped his arm, and Mrs. Weasley bruised her leg, that's about it. Miss Lovegood also broke her nail, but I think that was unrelated. Are Harry and Ginny with you?"
"Yeah," Tonks replied, "And some other girl." Blaise didn't look to happy at being called "some other girl". "Are you at the headquarters?"
"Headquarters?" Blaise asked again.
"No," Dumbledore replied, "We couldn't go to it because we had to bring a few other guests who aren't Order members."
"Well, where are you at?"
"I'm afraid I can't tell you," Dumbledore said, "There are death eaters all over looking for Harry, and the safest place you can be right now is the Leaky Cauldron, because they already searched there. Do not move from where you are."
Tonks looked rather annoyed. "What are we supposed to do?"
Dumbledore sighed again. "Make sure no one that's with you leaves and spend the night there. In the morning, take this children to the station."
Blaise seemed more peeved than ever. "Oh great, I'm being held hostage."
A/N: Yeah, I named Pipedown Alley after a band, but you have to forgive me for my lack of creativity, it was nearly 4 am, I was tired, and I was listening to Pipedown, so...shrug Oh, BTW, if any of you are writing a Draco/Ginny fic, let me just say that I think you should name it Weasels & Ferrets XD
Next Chapter:
Chapter 8 The Train Ride