Chapter 9

14 september

"Severus?" the voice was low, but harsh.

The man who possessed the name looked up, to see Igor Karkaroff standing in the door.

"Yes? This has to be urgent, I told you that I wanted to be left alone..."

"Your students, they're not to be found... Do you know where they can be?"

Severus Snape sighed.

He'd prevented this. Why on earth hadn't he killed the seed before it got the chance to grow?

Mr. Malfoy and Ms. Weasley were probably hiding in a broom closet, snuggling like it was depending on life and death.

God, he was going to kill them, slowly and painfully.

Or he could leave it to there families...

He rose to his feet and followed Igor out of the office, wondering what Lucius Malfoy would say when he got the message.

They would probably not live long enough to share a good-bye kiss...

"You stupid, arrogant son of a git!" she was so angry, and furious, it was hard finding words to describe it. "I can apparate us both, my dad taught me, I'm the best freaking jerk on this earth!"

Draco looked calm, cold, as usual.

And, as usual, it made her even angrier!

"Did your dad tell you about this???"

"No, he didn't..."

"Well, can you apparate us back then???"

"No."

"Why not?"

"If you haven't noticed, our wands got left behind, unfortunately..."

"WHAT!?!"

Ginny looked at him, no, glared at him in a mix of shock and disbelief.

She emptied her pockets, but she couldn't find her wand.

She looked around; they had landed in what looked like a dessert of heather and stones.

"Malfoy, you insufferable git!" she cried, God, what to do, what to do?

"Thank you, Weasley, I'm glad you informed me about me being an insufferable git, I'll keep that in mind the next time I try to save you from annoying boyfriends."

"Haha..."

"I'm glad you find that amusing..."

"Your so funny..." Ginny said, sarcasm dripping from her voice, "I suppose you know where we are, ferret..."

"I'm a Malf –"

"I know you're a Malfoy, ferret, you've said that like a thousand times the lately" Ginny cut him off.

"Shut up, Weasel"

"Don't tell me to shut –"

"Shut up, Weaselbee!" Draco looked towards an something in the horizon that she couldn't see, "we're somewhere on the Hardangervidda."

"Hardangervidda?!?"

"Big ice-cold desert, miles from civilisation."

"I know what Hardangervidda is, twit!"

Draco's eyes shot daggers at her, "didn't I tell you to SHUT UP!?!"

Ginny glared, but inside she felt...well, satisfied.

Draco was starting to crack; the shell of cold, unemotional self-control was breaking down.

He tried to focus, tried to get control over himself, 'this was ridiculous!'
Why was he so unstable around that girl? Why couldn't he just act like she didn't exist?

He took a deep breath, and then scanned the environment; he could weakly remember the place. He'd been there before the year he had his tenth birthday...

The hut, where was the damned hut? It should be here! He scanned the area once more, wishing, hoping that it would pop out of the air.

And then it was there, right in front of him, a small brown hut.

Of course, he'd forgotten all about this hut, it was based on the same magic as the room at Hogwarts - the room Potter and his fans had used in their 5th year – you had to wish hard fore it to make it appear.

He started walking. The anger was laid to rest, but just like a sparkle, it waited fore the 'opportune moment'.

"Where are we going?"

He'd forgotten about Ginny, the fucking reason he was here.

"To the hut, there's no one there."

"You sound like you know this place!" he could hear the suspicion in her voice, and knew what she was thinking.

"No, I haven't." he lied, "But I've been on the Hardangervidda before, and that blue mark on the door (a blue mark appeared the second he said it, without Ginny noticing it) means that this is an self-service hut!"

"Oh..."

15 September

"We can't find them, Severus, they can't be on the school grounds." Ivan seized him, why didn't he look concerned? Two of his students, two students who were under his protection were missing, and he didn't move an eyebrow.

Severus sighed and turned to look out the window; "If you had come to me two hours ago, Ivan, I would have told you that they aren't!"

He turned and looked at the window. It was dark, and the moon cast a silvery light on his face, making it look more ghostly than ever.

"They're lost, Ivan. Some kind of magic hit them, so neither mine, nor Dumbledore's magic can find them. I think they're made nontraceable!"

"That's impossi –"

"Fore them yes, and many skilled wizards, but there are those powerful enough to cast that kind of spell; like Dumbledore. And the Dark Lord."

"You're not saying that You-Know-Who has cast a nontraceable-spell on your two students?!"

"Yes, I am, Ivan."

"But why would He want to hex them?"

Severus turned towards the headmaster again, his black eyes cold as ice. "Had we known, my students wouldn't be where-ever they are now, they may be in great danger! The Dark Lord knows Ms. Weasley is special to Potter, and everyone who's close to Potter is in danger, that was partly the reason we made Ms. Weasley go to Norway with Mr. Malfoy. It was to protect her, keeping her away from Potter. We did the same with his other girl friend, Hermione Granger. Even thought Albus Dumbledore would have sent her anyway..."

Severus' voice grew colder.

Ivan swallowed, he was starting to get dragged into the war he'd fought his whole life to stay away from. The Dark Lord may have gone back to hiding after the well-published entrance in the British Department of Magic, but the war against him was still racing.

What if he was hiding in Norway?

"Why are you telling me this, Severus?" He looked searching at his old classmate, "How do you know I want run and tell the Dark Lord everything you just said?"

Severus grinned, "that, my friends, is a question fore Albus to answer. He trusts you..."

Ivan swallowed, hard.

"He wants you to join us"

"Join who?"

"The Order" he sighed, "the Order of the Phoenix"

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