IT'S FINALLY HERE!!!!!!!
I'm so sorry for the wait! I had the most terrible case of writer's block, and was really busy with personal matters so it took me forever to write, but it's finally done! Chapter 5 of Twin Shades of Grey!!! Special thanks as always, to my most wonderful beta reader. Sizarie!!!! Thank you girl, I don't know what I would do with out you!
This chapter is a song fic, and is to tell you how people how reacting and what the dream team have been up to. I hope you like it, and don't forget to review! Enjoy!
Ginny ran. She didn't know where she was going; she didn't really care. She needed to get away. How was this possible? How could it have happened? Why did she react the way she did? She wasn't still in love with him, was she? Eleven years…
She was vaguely aware of using her port key at one point. And then rushing out of whatever station it took her to, but not a lot else.
Fed up with my destiny
And this place of no return
Think I'll take another day
And slowly watch it burn
It doesn't really matter how the time goes by
Cause I still remember you and I
And that beautiful goodbye
Draco fell to the ground after she left. An icy tear grew in his eye, but he refused to let it fall. His face froze over, like it had been before she had started to melt him so many years ago. It seemed both an eternity and a fleeting second since they had first started to get to know each other through the pen pal program. A millennia away; just next door.
He should go see the twins… he should go tell them about her… hug them… love them… but he didn't. He sat there, slowly freezing.
We staggered through these empty streets
Laughing arm in arm
The night had made a mess of me
Your confession kept me warm
And I don't really miss you, I just need to know
Do you ever think of you and I
And that beautiful goodbye
Narcissa sat in front of her vanity, carefully pinning her hair up in an artful style, not looking her age in the least. Her hands moved with years of practice, and she didn't even think about what she was doing. Her mind was on the Halloween Ball she would be throwing in a few months. Who to invite, what to serve, should she make costumes mandatory?
There was a tapping sound coming from her bedside table. She turned, it was her loquere-ball. Draco must be calling. Gracefully she stood and glided across the floor until she was in front of it. She tapped it twice with a perfectly manicured finger. "Yes?"
"Grandmere? It's us, something is wrong."
Her eyes widened. Aquilus and Jewel? Something must have happened to Draco. Losing all grace she plunked down heavily on her bed.
"Grandma?" It was Jewel sounding rather frightened.
"Yes, I'm here. What's happened?" She took a deep breath, "Is Draco alright?"
There was silence. Then, "We don't know. A lady came and said she had an interview booked with Drake Manston, and Jewel remembered that that was Dad, so we went and got him. But when they saw each other they froze and then started talking about ten years ago and then Dad asked us to leave. So we did, but after an hour we came back because we were worried, and the lady was gone but Dad was just sitting there on the floor. He won't say anything, and we can't get him to move, Grandma! When Jewel tried to ask him what was wrong he just hugged her and wouldn't say anything. It was like he couldn't even remember who he was hugging!"
"Oh, god…" Narcissa whispered. What were the odds?
"And Grandmere?" Jewel said. "We recognized the lady. We've seen a picture of her before in Daddy's desk."
She swallowed noisily. "Alright, you two stay right there. I'll be over in a few minutes, okay?"
"Okay Grandmere."
When I see you now I wonder how
I could've watched you walk away
If I let you down
Please forgive me now
For that beautiful goodbye
Hermione shook her head as she tried to stop the Owen triplets from destroying the dining hall. It was times like this she wondered why she had opened this orphanage. It was a direct feeder to Hogwarts. Every child here was magical, and would go to Hogwarts when he or she turned eleven.
After Voldemort's down fall, the number of children left without parents had been breathtaking. Naturally, being who she was, Hermione had decided to fix it, and had opened this orphanage, with the help of Harry and her husband Ron. Surprisingly enough, the only person she knew who hadn't wanted to be a part of it, was Ginny Weasley. When Hermione had approached her about it, Ginny had said she thought the idea was wonderful, but she wasn't going to have any real active role. She had had enough of the war, period. She'd decided she was going to do something with her life that had absolutely nothing to do with Voldemort. So instead, she sent a monthly donation and came by every other month to give the girls a fun day of fashion, where she dolled them up and than took them out somewhere.
CRASHHermione sighed and fixed the broken chandelier with a flick of her wand before taking off after the triplets again. Yes, it was days like these she wondered why she did this.
In these days of no regrets
I'll keep mine to myself
And all the things we never said
I can say for someone else
Cause nothing lasts forever, but we always try
And I just can't help but wonder why
We let it pass us by
Harry laughed gaily as a rubber bludger hit Ron right on the arse. He had been leaning forward trying to block the quaffle when… hahahahahaha. Harry found himself rolling on the ground laughing his head off.
Kristen, the nine-year-old soon-to-be-witch, who had hit the bludger, seemed to be suffering from similar laughing problems as Harry. Quite unsteadily, she flew over to where Ron was scowling and gave him a hug. This of course gave all the other players the right to hug him, and Ron was swarmed with kids in a matter of seconds.
Harry fell into another fit of laughter. "Ahhhhhhh, Harry! Get them off me! I'm under attac-awk!"
Sam, the eight-year-old seeker, shoved the snitch he had got moments before in Ron's mouth to shut him up.
"All right everybody!" Harry yelled, still laughing. "Practice is over, let Ron go!"
That was Harry's first mistake.
The group of quidditch players, who lived at the orphanage looked away from Ron and stared down at Harry with a strangely evil gleam in their eyes. Moving as one unit they released the floundering Ron, and dived straight at their next victim. The boy-who-lived himself.
"NO! Ahhhhh, I'm the one you like, remember!"
Too late. Harry found himself at the bottom of a pile of children. Quickly, little Ann, the youngest player, a six-year-old chaser placed a big slurpy kiss on his nose. "Ann!" He cried. "That tickles!"
That was his second mistake…
When I see you now
I wonder how
I could've watched you walk away
If I let you down
Please forgive me now
Ginny felt a drop of rain hit her head. It was followed by another… and then another. In a matter of seconds the skies opened up and cried a torrent of tears so strong it felt like they were forcing her down. Her pace slowed to a walk, and than to a crawl. Finally she found her way to a park, and the weight of the rain seemed too heavy to keep going. Her body collapsed. The rain drummed down continuously on her body, and seemed to pound out all thoughts. She was left feeling numb. Only one thought was left to circulate through her mind. 'Why?'
For that beautiful goodbye…
"Aquilus?"
"Yeah?"
"I'm scared."
"Me too."
"When will Grandmere be here?"
"Soon… I hope."
Well, was it worth the wait? The song I used is called 'Beautiful Goodbye' by Amanda Marshall. It's one of my favourite songs and I just thought it was fitting.
Also, some of you asked about the poem I had put at the end of the last chapter. You asked who wrote it? Well, it's one of my works. Any song, poem, or piece of writing that appears in my stories – unless stated otherwise – is something I have written myself. That said, did you like the poem?
Remember to review and tell me what you thought! Just press the button at the bottom of the page, it's not hard! ::wink::
I'll try to get the next chappy out soon!
-Dazma
PS – the 4242 voices in my head wanted me to say 'hi' for them. They're taking a mental health week right now and won't be back for a few more days. Toddles!