Chapter 17
Neola
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December 9
Harry flies over the school. The air rushing through his long unruly hair, and his mind lingering away from the Quidditch practice that he was holding. Suddenly, Harry heard the slow, painful cry for help. It was right into the depths of the forest. Harry zoomed into the forest, not hesitating at all. He reached the cry for help. He landed on his feet and tossed his broom over his shoulder.
"Oh! Oh! Over here! Thank you for coming to save me young man! Thank you!" said a small female voice.
"Where are you?" Harry asked squinting into the forest.
"Down here silly!" said the tiny voice. Harry looked down, and near his feet was a tiny, long green snake. A tree branch was on top of her, she was in pain.
"A tree branch fell on me, and I needed someone to come and help me,"
"Oh, okay," Harry bent forward and lifted the branch from off of the snake.
"Oh thank you…oh thank you…" she said slithering up the side of Harry's body, She wrapped herself around the top of his elbow and nestled in-between the protective gear of his uniform.
"Um, what's your name, where did you come from?" Harry asked, mounting his broom and taking flight.
"My name is Neola, and I'm from deep inside the forest, but I'm happy to be leaving! Thank you ever so much mate, and you're incredibly warm," she said.
"Thank you, um…I'm heading towards my home, would you like to live with me?"
"Is it warm?"
"Why, yes, it is,"
"Then of course, yes, I'll live with you,"
Hermione moved her books off her couch and flopped onto the pillows. She's been feeling extremely ill and worried about the upcoming Christmas holiday. Her wedding was sooner than what she thought, and the Yule Ball was also something to worry about. It was next week, and she had not gone to buy a dress gown. Hermione fell into a deep sleep to escape her troubles.
Hermione turned, her body was wrapped in white fabric, and she stared down at her shimmering arms and silver bracelets. She was facing a light; a faint voice was calling to her. She walked toward the light and reached the coolness of a slivery orb.
As she touched it, her hands burned with fire. She pulled away, surveying the scabs that decorated her arms. Someone grabbed her from behind. She was facing Draco Malfoy. He covered her mouth with his mouth and pulled her toward him. Hermione struggled against him and tried to break away from him.
Malfoy turned Hermione's lightly wrapped body to where her back was against his chest. He moved his hands down her neck and grabbed one hand to hold her cheek. He was getting ready to break her neck.
Hermione cried and tried to pull away. Malfoy twisted her head sideways.
A deafening crack echoed throughout the empty area.
Hermione awoke with a start. She began to scream, her arms going to wrap around her neck. Harry rested a hand on her shoulder.
"Hermione, oh, thank god you're awake!" He said, hugging her.
"What…What happened?" She asked, lifting herself up. She realized that she was in the Hospital Wing.
"I came home, and found you unconscious on the floor! You had bruises all over your neck, and you had one ugly bruise on your head. I thought you must have hit your head on a table on your way down," He said, pushing hair from her eyes.
"No…No, someone…Malfoy choked me!" She said tearfully.
"Nonsense love, no one could have gotten in without your consent. Listen, I think you might have had something wrapped around your neck while you slept. I'm just glad you're awake,"
"Harry, I know what happened to me! I know what I felt and saw!"
Hermione leaned against her pillow, feeling tired. She sighed and looked into Harry's eyes.
December 11
Neola observed this ugly creature, Hermione. Her hair was long and curly, and her eyes were dark and round. She looked like a small child sitting in the red and gold colored bed. When she stood to shower, she automatically knew why men would like her. Her body was curvy and her breasts were full. She looked like a model.
Neola felt when Harry swallowed hard because she was wrapped loosely around his neck. She was so tiny; she looked like she could pose as a necklace.
"Mr. Harry, Your girlfriend Hermione is very pretty,"
"Thanks Neola," Harry replied. Hermione turned to Harry with a questioning stare while brushing her newly washed hair, a towel wrapped around her wet body.
"Are you hissing at me hon?"
"Um, I'm sorry Hermione; I forgot to introduce you to my new friend, Hermione, Neola, Neola, Hermione," Harry said, unwrapping Neola from his neck. Hermione smiled, and walked over to Harry to stroke Neola.
"Hey there sweetie, aren't you cute?" Hermione asked gently. The Neola hissed, not knowing a word Hermione was saying.
The Master moved into Colin and stared up at him, her icy blue eyes burned holes into him. He kneeled to her and bowed.
"We must start. We must fulfill my father's wishes, and I mean my real Father. Lord Voldemort. I am no longer the young, defenseless April that cuts herself. I am The Master. I am Lord Voldemort's daughter! Harry Potter must die…and so shall his friends. I shall take over the wizarding world, and kill all the mudbloods in this disgusting society! Now, Colin, recruit me three hundred students, make them into my army, and report to me after Christmas. We shall use Draco as the "traitor", we will have him hurt his friends, and break his way into Harry Potter's life, where he will be vulnerable and easy to kill. I need to go home, and "deal" with my parents, and believe me, after this holiday, there will be no spring or summer or fall…"
As the train pulled forward, Ginny reflected on the events that occurred since school had begun. She grew pale as she remembered how Colin had strangled her, how she had slept with him, and how her life was being torn apart because of him.
Ginny looked down at her watch. It was noon, and she had to get to Diagon Alley but one. She felt sick as she remembered why she was going to Diagon Alley.
It was two weeks ago when Ginny found out.
Draco had left her to her "business" that all girls went through. Only, Ginny was conducting a spell.
She was about a month late, and she cursed herself for not acting sooner. Not knowing what to do, she ignored the fact that she was late, until she started getting morning sickness and fatigue. Ginny was pregnant. The spell had told her so. She was so afraid to tell Draco, worried that she might ruin their relationship.
Ginny took matters into her own hands and decided to Diagon Alley to abort the young Malfoy.
Ginny wanted to tell Draco the truth when he asked her if he wanted him to come with her to "shop". It broke her heart when he hugged her long and hard. She smiled weakly and made her way towards the train, because it was Christmas Break, students were allowed to leave the grounds with special permission from the headmaster. She had gone to the headmaster and told him she needed to buy presents for her mother and father, and he had gladly given her permission.
"Do you mind if I sit with you?" asked a young girl. She had on Slytherin robes and was carrying a brown duffle bag.
"No, no problem, here, let me take that for you," Ginny said, standing to help the girl put her bag on the ramp. Ginny observed the girl out of the corner of her eyes. Her icy blue eyes and long curly black hair made Ginny shudder.
"What year are you in?" Ginny asked, sitting across from the girl.
"Fourth year," she replied, unbuttoning her robes. "Geez, it's hot in here, I sure do need a breeze," the girl was wearing long, tight blue jeans and a low cut green shirt. Ginny smiled. The girl moved to crack open the window when the door opened.
Colin Creevy stood framed in the compartment doorway. Ginny's eyes grew wide and she tried to remain calm.
"Colin! Hey honey, I'm happy you found me," said the girl, jumping up to wrap her arms around Colin's neck to kiss him passionately.
"April, I was looking for you for almost an hour, you shouldn't run off like that sweetheart," he said staring down at the girl lovingly. Ginny fidgeted and moved to open the window wider.
"Ginny, hello, it's good to see you," he said, sitting next to the girl April, his arm going around her waist. Ginny nodded and tried to refrain from running out the compartment.
April and Colin gave each other a knowing glance when Ginny looked at her watch. Colin magically locked the door as April stood to hover over Ginny's scared face.
Draco ran down the hall, his head pounding madly. A few minutes ago, he had become severely ill and tried to make his way to the Infirmary. He had to lean against the wall, breathing in and out of his mouth.
Something dripped onto Draco's shirt. He wiped his nose and gasped at the blood that covered his fingers.
He continued to run down the hall, screaming for help.
Professor McGonagall collided into Draco, holding him at arms length.
"Dear God boy…what has happened to you?" she asked, holding Draco upright.
"Professor," Draco said, coughing up blood. McGonagall flinched but held on to him.
"Yes Malfoy, who did this to you? What happened?"
"Professor, please, save Ginny, she's on the train…"
And with that, Draco passed out, his body swinging into Professor McGonagall.
Ginny screamed, holding onto the ramp to pull away from Colin's angry hands.
"Come here Ginny," he screamed. He pulled Ginny away from the ramp and slapped her across the face. She fell into the wall and crawled away from him. He pulled her up by the hair and stared down at her fondly. He pulled her bleeding mouth to his and kissed her, leaving a bruise.
"You taste great…" he said tossing her into a seat. Ginny stood up and tried to unlock the door without her wand. She was trying to reach the ramp to receive her wand that was tucked safely away in her bag.
Colin pulled her onto the floor and pinned her down. He kissed her neck, leaving red trails as he moved further down. He ripped her shirt off, revealing a simply black sports bra.
"Please Colin…no. I'm pregnant…" Ginny cried. Colin pulled back and glared at her. For a brief second, she could have sworn she had seen the real Colin; the fear gleamed in his eyes as if telling her that he was stuck inside this monster.
"I don't give a damn," he said, continuing to roam her body. The girl April stood next to Colin and nudged him in the side.
"That's enough Colin, that's enough. I think she knows," Colin moved away from Ginny. He kicked Ginny in the side and left the compartment. Ginny rolled onto her stomach and vomited.
When the trained stopped to its destination, Ginny got off, her bag under her arm. She dragged herself to the Baby Center for Young Witches.
Ginny fainted in front of the place, where she was immediately rushed in for blood lost and a baby that was on the verge of dying.
I awoke to find myself strapped to a bed. I pulled against the straps.
"What the fuck…what…what…" I whispered.
"Oh, hello Miss. Weasley! I'm very happy you have come round. We've been terrible worried," said a young nurse.
"Where am I?"
"Well, you're at BCYW of course, and don't worry, we abort the child," she said plainly, moving to un-strap me. I swallowed hard, shaken by what she had just told me. I looked down at my stomach, then up to the witches face.
"How long have I been here?"
"Oh, about two hours, don't worry, you'll be back at Hogwarts soon enough," the nurse fluffed my pillows, gave me a warm smile and left.
I felt utterly confused. I stood, my body felt sore and wiry, walking towards the fireplace she picked up a jar and opened it.
Tossing in the contents, I muttered "Slytherin common room,"
April knocked. She was outside a small blue house in London. Colin stood next to her, confidently. He was nervous about the whole plan.
April's mother opened the door. She looked exactly like April.
"Baby…my baby…you're home, merry Christmas sweetie," Mom said wrapping her arms around April. The corners of April's lips turned up in disgust.
"Mum, where's Dad?" she asked sweetly. April's mom eyed Colin suspiciously.
"Who are you?" April's mom asked. Colin cleared his throat and outstretched a hand.
"I'm Colin Creevy, I'm your daughter's boyfriend,"
"What? How old are you?"
"Um…I'm 16 ma'am," Colin answered, smiling crookedly.
"Well, my daughter is 14! What are you trying to do?" she asked angrily. April's dad walked to the door and wrapped an arm around April.
"Who is this beautiful doll in front of me?" he asked, kissing her forehead.
"Hi dad," April said, grabbing hold of Colin's hand.
"Who are you?" Dad asked.
"Daddy, this is my boyfriend, Colin. He's come to stay with us for the holiday." The old man's eyes narrowed and he shook Colin's hand.
"Welcome my boy, welcome,"
This warm welcome made it just more pleasing for April when she kills them.
Draco ran to Ginny, throwing his arms around her.
"Oh, Ginny, where have you been?" he asked, kissing Ginny's lips.
"Draco, I have something to tell you…"
April and Colin ran from the house as it caught on fire. Colin grabbed April's hand and as they disappeared, the house exploded.
I patted down my puffy hair. Embarrassed, I used slinky potion to straighten my hair. Harry slipped into the bathroom to run his fingers through my hair.
"Hermione darling, are you going to come out so we can go buy your dress for the Yule Ball?" he asked, kissing the back of my head.
"Yes, I'm ready,"
Harry and I stepped out of the common room and into the corridors, making their way to Hogsmeade. As the head to the entrance, Malfoy came sprawling down the stairs.
"Potter! Potter! Wait, wait…" He reached his hand out to grip Harry's shoulder. I shook and moved two feet away from them; Harry gave me a strange look.
"Dear God Malfoy, what's wrong with you, are you ill?" Harry asked taking Malfoy's hand off of him. Draco was pale and upset.
"Ginny…was pregnant! And she had an abortion! And she killed our BABY!" He hissed. He fell to his knees and cried, burying his face in his hands.
"Oh god, I'm so sorry Malfoy, where's Ginny?" Harry asked, kneeling in front of them. Malfoy sniffed and rubbed his eyes.
"She's in my dorm, sleeping, she's really tired,"
"Well, I advise you to go back to her and comfort her Malfoy; she needs you right now,"
Malfoy wiped his nose, stood up and left, thanking Harry.
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