And You Will Know Us by the Trail of Dead
Chapter 4- Undead American
"Is that your wife? What a lovely throat." – Bram Stoker's Dracula
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The next morning Ginny woke up feeling really guilty about what she had said to her friends. Ginny felt she couldn't afford to have them mad at her because they were her only friends.
While in the shower and while dressing, Ginny mulled over what to say. Deciding to apologize to Eleanor first, she walked quietly towards said girl's bed.
It was unnaturally quiet in the dorm, and the Tower itself for that matter.
Going up to Eleanor's bed she tugged on the curtains.
Clink, clink, clink...
And before her lay...
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Eleanor! Who was asleep, and perfectly fine!
Ginny woke up her friends and they apologized. Each decided to not berate the others over silly things again.
And all was well in the fifth year's dorms.
After the others got dressed, Ginny walked with them to breakfast.
"Thank you sweet Merlin, it's Saturday," Mary was saying while they ate. Ginny nodded absentmindedly. She could see Draco from were she was sitting. He was alone. The Slytherins were ignoring him? Ginny couldn't figure out why this bothered her so much.
Ginny found out, suddenly, why they Slytherins were shunning Malfoy. As she tuned into the conversations around her she noticed they were over the newest edition of the Daily Prophet.
"Ginny look at this..." Eleanor nudged her friend in the side. Looking over, Ginny saw the paper and on it was a picture of Blaise. Horrified, Ginny glanced over at her friend who bit her lip nervously.
The Article next to the deceased boy read:
Boy Dead at Hogwarts! You-Know-Who or Terminal Illness?
Ginny raised her eyebrow at this- illness?- and read on, aloud:
"'Tragedy strikes Hogwarts once again as second student dies in less than two years. Readers would undoubtedly remember when Cedric Diggary, 17, Hufflepuff, was killed by, according to the Headmaster, Albus Dumbledore, You-Know-Who and his alleged rise, which was a believed a rumor until last year's incident in the Department of Mysteries. However, the relative quiet since his return lulled the world into a false sense of security.
"'Two nights ago Blaise Zabini, 17, Slytherin, was found dead in his bed by friend and roommate, Draco Malfoy, 17. Mr. Malfoy has refused comment on questions leading into the causes of this death. Particular details of Zabini's death are unclear and have not been disclosed to the public. Rumors have been circulating that Zabini was killed using a-."
"Oh skip over that part!" Mary interrupted for the sake of Eleanor and many of the younger students around them.
"The Prophet's nothing more than gossip..." Ginny muttered before turning back to the article:
"'... Many theories towards the perpetrator of this mysterious and upsetting crime have been looked to. "Besides the usual answer, You-Know- Who," one St. Mungo's medi-witch said after examining the deceased. "It may have been a serious illness. We are not ruling out Acute Anemia Syndrome." Acute Anemia Syndrome, or AAS, reportedly is a rare fatal disease. Current causes are unknown...'"
Ginny trailed off and willed her eyes to meet her friends'.
"Anemia?" Lisa asked incredulously. "It sounds a bit...weak."
Ginny, Mary, and Eleanor couldn't help but agree. Anemia was a bit far-fetched, acute or not.
"Maybe it is To- You-Know-Who..." Ginny said as she realized why the Slytherins were treating Malfoy like a leper. They assumed he had done it. That he had killed Blaise and was a traitor to Tom.
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Later that afternoon Ginny walked into an interesting conversation Harry, Ron, and Hermione were having.
"If it is You-Know-Who then he must have inside help-o! Hi! Ginny!" Hermione said loudly as if they were not planning an extremely daring and extremely stupid plan.
Harry tried to cover it up. "We were talking about Potions..."
"Yeah," Ron said
"Suuurree...."Ginny dragged out as she rolled her eyes. "Potions."
"Yes, now go-." Ron started but Ginny was already gone.
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It was stronger. It was stronger but it still needed to feed. It had a feeling they were perfect.
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Chapter 4- Undead American
"Is that your wife? What a lovely throat." – Bram Stoker's Dracula
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The next morning Ginny woke up feeling really guilty about what she had said to her friends. Ginny felt she couldn't afford to have them mad at her because they were her only friends.
While in the shower and while dressing, Ginny mulled over what to say. Deciding to apologize to Eleanor first, she walked quietly towards said girl's bed.
It was unnaturally quiet in the dorm, and the Tower itself for that matter.
Going up to Eleanor's bed she tugged on the curtains.
Clink, clink, clink...
And before her lay...
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Eleanor! Who was asleep, and perfectly fine!
Ginny woke up her friends and they apologized. Each decided to not berate the others over silly things again.
And all was well in the fifth year's dorms.
After the others got dressed, Ginny walked with them to breakfast.
"Thank you sweet Merlin, it's Saturday," Mary was saying while they ate. Ginny nodded absentmindedly. She could see Draco from were she was sitting. He was alone. The Slytherins were ignoring him? Ginny couldn't figure out why this bothered her so much.
Ginny found out, suddenly, why they Slytherins were shunning Malfoy. As she tuned into the conversations around her she noticed they were over the newest edition of the Daily Prophet.
"Ginny look at this..." Eleanor nudged her friend in the side. Looking over, Ginny saw the paper and on it was a picture of Blaise. Horrified, Ginny glanced over at her friend who bit her lip nervously.
The Article next to the deceased boy read:
Boy Dead at Hogwarts! You-Know-Who or Terminal Illness?
Ginny raised her eyebrow at this- illness?- and read on, aloud:
"'Tragedy strikes Hogwarts once again as second student dies in less than two years. Readers would undoubtedly remember when Cedric Diggary, 17, Hufflepuff, was killed by, according to the Headmaster, Albus Dumbledore, You-Know-Who and his alleged rise, which was a believed a rumor until last year's incident in the Department of Mysteries. However, the relative quiet since his return lulled the world into a false sense of security.
"'Two nights ago Blaise Zabini, 17, Slytherin, was found dead in his bed by friend and roommate, Draco Malfoy, 17. Mr. Malfoy has refused comment on questions leading into the causes of this death. Particular details of Zabini's death are unclear and have not been disclosed to the public. Rumors have been circulating that Zabini was killed using a-."
"Oh skip over that part!" Mary interrupted for the sake of Eleanor and many of the younger students around them.
"The Prophet's nothing more than gossip..." Ginny muttered before turning back to the article:
"'... Many theories towards the perpetrator of this mysterious and upsetting crime have been looked to. "Besides the usual answer, You-Know- Who," one St. Mungo's medi-witch said after examining the deceased. "It may have been a serious illness. We are not ruling out Acute Anemia Syndrome." Acute Anemia Syndrome, or AAS, reportedly is a rare fatal disease. Current causes are unknown...'"
Ginny trailed off and willed her eyes to meet her friends'.
"Anemia?" Lisa asked incredulously. "It sounds a bit...weak."
Ginny, Mary, and Eleanor couldn't help but agree. Anemia was a bit far-fetched, acute or not.
"Maybe it is To- You-Know-Who..." Ginny said as she realized why the Slytherins were treating Malfoy like a leper. They assumed he had done it. That he had killed Blaise and was a traitor to Tom.
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Later that afternoon Ginny walked into an interesting conversation Harry, Ron, and Hermione were having.
"If it is You-Know-Who then he must have inside help-o! Hi! Ginny!" Hermione said loudly as if they were not planning an extremely daring and extremely stupid plan.
Harry tried to cover it up. "We were talking about Potions..."
"Yeah," Ron said
"Suuurree...."Ginny dragged out as she rolled her eyes. "Potions."
"Yes, now go-." Ron started but Ginny was already gone.
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It was stronger. It was stronger but it still needed to feed. It had a feeling they were perfect.
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