A/N: I've been working on my other fan fics, the James Potter septology which is why I haven't updated in a while. I'm on half term now so I can write stuff! Yay!

Chapter 7

Draco made sure that he was early for charms and was in shocked when he opened the door…

"Why if it isn't Malfoy Junior" said a blond haired man who was perched on one of the desks in the otherwise empty classroom.

"It's Draco, father, not Malfoy Junior" Draco said trying not to shout. He could have gone on and on about the hell that his dad had put him through but decided against it.

"You're my son, I have the right to call you what I please. Now, to the business about the knife. Why haven't you started using it yet? Not one of these freaks is dead. And why do I get the distinct feeling that Severus is oblivious about it still? I am your father Malfoy Junior. Please help me. I need you to help me regain my former strength. I am weak and it was these freaks that did it to me. I need you to…." But whatever he needed Draco to do remained unclear as he disapparated.

Ginny floated through the door, Lucius had obviously seen her coming. How, Draco didn't know and to be honest didn't want to know. It obviously involved dark magic.

"Draco…" she started, "whom were you talking to?"

"No one" he replied.

"You mean you were talking to yourself?" she asked, puzzled by this. Draco wasn't going mad was he?

"Yeah, that's right. I was talking to myself" he said, really wishing he hadn't said no one.

"I know you're lying. Who was it?" she insisted. He mumbled something. "Who was that Draco? I didn't catch that. It sounded like mumble fleurbarbar"

"I said; my father." He said, staring at the ground. She was shocked. He was obviously in league with him still. She was stupid for thinking he had changed. How could he? He'd been awful to her family for years, ever since Ron started and their families had always been mortal enemies. Why was he going to change now?

She looked at him. Her eyes full off pearly tears that dropped off her face and fizzled at the ground. She turned and drifted off through the nearest wall and into another classroom.

"GINNY!" he shouted, running out of the classroom and into the next. "IT'S NOT LIKE THAT! HE'S BEEN A DREADFUL FATHER TO ME! I'M NOT SUDDENLY GOING TO BE LIKE HIM!" he said to Ginny, but she ignored him and floated down into the dungeons, where the surviving pupils had been instructed not to go, due to the fact that it hadn't been searched and deemed safe yet.

She hadn't explored down there yet. It seemed cold and lonely when Hogwarts was at it's finest, she doubted it would be any better than that now that Hogwarts was ruined.

Nevertheless she went down there. There were fallen beams everywhere and very little if not any light at all. She could see around her though thanks to the pale, ghostly light she radiated. The walls were made of stone that were covered in a dark green moss. As was the ground somewhere beneath her that was littered with fallen lumps of stone from the ceiling.

She continued along the corridor carefully, making sure that she didn't make any noise, not that she could but she was still wary. She turned a corner and saw a dim light coming from under one of the doors of a disused potions lab.

She didn't want to disturb whoever was in there. It was most likely Snape or someone in there trying to make the place hospitable again. The light was flickering and green, whoever was in there, was definitely magic and had to have a wand to make that sort of light. It had to be Snape, maybe he missed his classrooms and was trying to relive the memories, as she often did that with the castle.

She moved closer to the door as quietly as she could. Whoever was in there was talking to themselves. It didn't sound like Snape, the voice was to high and fast. Snape always spoke very slowly and slippery, no the voice wasn't like that at all.

"The plan isn't working. Why won't he just use the knife. He'll be powerful, he could be the next he-who-must-not-be-named if he wanted. Why doesn't he just do as I say? My own son, going against me. What is this world coming to?"

She listened. Who was it? She recognised it but couldn't put a face to it. It was someone that she had talked to often enough. Someone that she didn't like. Someone who had been particularly horrible to her and her family in the past. Someone who had a son that wouldn't do as they said.

Malfoy.

She gasped in shock. He stopped pacing. She tried to hide but she couldn't, if only she didn't radiate the stupid white light it was making it impossible to find somewhere to hide with that making her visible. He made his way to the door and opened it slowly. It creaked open slowly and green light poured into the hall.

She tried to go through a wall but he stopped her with an imobilus charm. She didn't know that could still make her stop.

"Not you again!" he whispered angrily. "I've tried to kill you two times already why won't you die?"

"I am dead Malfoy. I don't breathe, sleep, eat or do anything that humans do. I'm an angel, a being from heaven." She said, the sound echoing off the walls and bouncing down the corridor.

"An angel!" he said shocked "But that means, that means that you have to kill the person that made you!"

"That's correct" she didn't know where this brave voice was coming from, well she was a Gryffindor after all. Was.

"HAH! You'll never defeat me! I'll do everything I can to stop you! I can get rid of you, I'll get Malfoy Junior to help me! Just you wait!"

"It's Draco!"

"Whatever! I don't care! I'll get you someday Weasley!" and with that he disapparated. Ginny was astounded. It was a well known fact that you couldn't apparate or disapparate inside Hogwarts grounds. Maybe the magic had been weakened during the battle and it didn't apply anymore. She'd have to ask.

She floated through the ceiling, definitely the easiest way out and straight into her brother who was with Hermione.

"GINNY! You shocked me!" Hermione gasped.

"Gin! Did you have to spoil the moment?" Ron asked angrily.

"What mom….ah I see! Bye then!" she laughed. Ron and Hermione had gotten together finally and she didn't want to ruin it for them, they'd liked each other for ages.

She contemplated where to go next and who to tell. She decided that her safest option was Snape. She never thought she'd hear herself say that in a million years! Strange times. Strange, strange times.

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