The Beginning of the End Chapter 20: Twenty: Candy Cane and Ebony, a harry potter fanfic

Title: The Beginning of the End (20)

Author: Procella Nox noctis

Category: Romance

Sub Category: Drama

Keywords: Draco Ginny, Sirius Arrabella

Summary: Summer brake had been his favourite time of year. Until he had to spend it with Hermione Granger. And that was just the beginning of the story.

Sneak-peek: Ginny stepped back into his arms, putting her head on his chest. "Do you really want to give us a real try? To be more than what we are now?"

He lifted her chin, and looked her in the eyes. "I only know, that right now, if I'd have to die, I'd want to do it like this." He answered, leaning in and capturing her lips in their first tender kiss.

Disclaimer: I don't own Harry Potter and unfortunately never will. No money is being made out of this story, which is a pity, it's really good. Modesty isn't my forte.

A/N: It a sad day in Doomsville town. School started! Noooooo! What does this mean? It means that the updates will happen on week ends. You have no idea how tied up I am in all my stories. On a lighter note: I got me self a homepage. Whoever checks it out gets free coffee and kisses. Right, so, this might strike you out as a weird chapter. It is. Chapter will begin centring on pairs now. As you can see below. Enjoy!

Twenty: Candy Cane and Ebony

Draco Malfoy sighed in exasperation, angrily throwing away his homework papers. He questioned the professors' capability to think right. Who in his right mind would hand out homework? How could they even think that the homework would be done?

The school was a wreck ever since Hermione was kidnapped. Almost all students knew her, and liked her, and the ones who didn't were afraid they could be the next ones to disappear. People gave two flying fucks about the homework now.

He leaned in his chair, and looked at the Slytherin Common Room. Pansy was asleep on the couch, her Transfiguration book on her lap. Crabbe and Goyle were playing Exploding Snap in a corner. The other students were busy doing their doings.

A book fell with a thump on Draco's table. He lifted his eyes to look into the tired black eyes of Theo Nott. The boy slouched in his chair lazily, and nodded at Malfoy. Draco smirked, remembering the night when a slightly drunken Theodore confessed that he had loved Hannah Abbot ever since they were kids, and lived next to each other. After that night, the Slytherin loner started talking to people more, and at the Halloween ball, he had the chance to invite Hannah, and they both had been inseparable since.

Which is not what I can say about me and Ginny. Forgetting about homework, the blond stood up from his seat, and exited the common room. He just didn't get it. what was Granger, anyway? Some sort of pillar to this school? They kidnapped her, and every body stumbles down. Blaise nearly killed himself the other day. Come on, Draco, admit it. You miss Granger as well. She was the first to give you a second chance, eh?

Draco kept walking hauntingly through the halls of Hogwarts. He was now very close to the Room of Requirement, where he had busted in with the Inquisitorial Squad in 5th year. Soft sobbing captured his attention. He went over to the door of the enchanted room, and opened it slowly.

"Go away." A familiar voice whispered.

"Ginevra?" he asked, stepping fully into the room. "Ginny, is it you? Are you alright? Why where you crying?" he asked softly. Look at you, Malfoy. You're a soft romantic idiot now. Father would not be proud. I don't care what father says anymore. He's probably the one who kidnapped Hermione. "Lumos." He pointed his wand to the room, and light busted in.

In the middle of the room, Ginny stood on her feet, tears running down her face, clutching a diary in her hand. She looked up at the boy, and started crying harder.

"Ginny, what's wrong?" he asked her, stepping closer. She fiercely jumped into his arms, hoping to receive a comforting hug. Draco gave it to her, desperately wanting the girl to calm down.

"I miss Hermione. She was like my big sister. I was searching her room for pictures of us two, when I found her diary." She said, clutching Draco's arms, while the boy hugged her tighter. "She wrote down that she considers me her sister. And she loves all her friends. The last entry...oh god Draco, the last entry."

"What does it say?"

"She figured out a part of the Prophecy. About the Sweet. She's the sweet, she says. Her Animagus is called Honey, and honey is sweet. Do you know what it means?"

The sweet will have to conquer death. "Impossible."

"She's going to die, Draco. I don't want her to die. The last thing she wrote is: If by dieing, victory is assured. If by my death, others will live, then I'll welcome it. But if my loved ones suffer again, I'll take whoever killed them down with me."

Granger. Ever the melodramatic. "Calm down, Ginny, we won't let Hermione die."

"If Blaise sees this, he'll be—"

"Blaise won't know anything about this. We'll tell no one a thing. I don't want him to kill himself. We'll keep it a secret, okay?"

"How do you do it?" she asked, pulling apart from the boy, and whipping her tears away. "How can you be so calm? There's a possibility hermione's being tortured as we speak! How can you be so cold?"

The last line struck Draco hard. He looked at her seriously. "Ginny, if I'd die, would you care?"

"What?" she asked surprised.

"I mean, look at Blaise and Hermione. It's obvious they love each other very much, and they'd die for the other. We never really went farther than a few snogging sessions. I'm not your confident, nor am I your boyfriend. We fight like we're the enemies we were until this year. It's like there's no emotion between us."

"Do you...want emotion? I mean, do you want to tae it further? Do you really want to know Ron's little sister and her flaws? Are you sure about that, Draco?"

"Ginny, listen. I don't see you as Weasley's little sister. I see you as who you are to me. And incredibly beautiful, smart girl, who's also the best kisser I've ever met. But other than that you're a complete mystery to me. Every time we're together something clicks in here" he pointed to his heart, "telling me: 'Hey, I like this. I don't know much about love, you know? Not with what my family did to me. So I can't be sure if it's love I'm feeling, actually I'm pretty sure it's too early for it to be love, but I know I want it to be something nice. I don't want to grow old, being a cold hearted bat. I want to know what Blaise feels when he's with Granger. I want to know how to love."

Ginny stepped back into his arms, putting her head on his chest. "Do you really want to give us a real try? To be more than what we are now?"

Zabini Manor

Sirius sighed, clutching his cloak around him, and knocking at the large doors. Minutes later, Arrabella Zabini opened the door, and invited him inside. Once inside the big house, Sirius proceeded to tell the woman of Hermione's kidnapping and of Blaise suicide attempt.

"Do you honestly have no clue as to where she might be?" the ebony haired woman asked, whipping her tears away with a handkerchief.

Sirius looked at her with soft eyes. He vaguely remembered when it had happened, but he had fallen in love with the oldest Zabini girl. When he had started teaching in Hogwarts, Arrabella often invited him over for tea at her house. He Apparated there in the evening, and returned to Hogwarts in the morning, before his classes. The little girls adored the man, they loved playing with Snuffles as well. And Arrabella loved playing with Sirius, in her own romantic ways. At first it had been but a chaste kiss, followed by the hasted escape of the kisser. The second time, they had talked about it. Then after some week, they had become an item. They loved keeping it secret, enjoying the thrill it brought. Then the passion raised, the lust lured them, and they had given in. Sirius loved the way they'd always talk after making love, how she'd always ask him to tell her stories. Not long ago, the woman had asked him if he loved her. He had not known what to say. But he did know now.

Snapping out of his thoughts he answered her. "I'm afraid we don't, Bella."

Arrabella stood up from her chair, and came close to Sirius. Gently, she caressed his cheek. "Ironic, how you call the person who once almost killed you the same as you call me."

"Love, even if your shortened names are Bella, my cousin will never reach your toes."

"Then don't call me Bella, it makes me feel like her."

"Alright. I'll call you Bella, and her Trix."

Arrabella laughed. "Be serious." She scolded him.

He took her into his arms, and bought her close. "But I am."

The woman leaned into him, taking in his wild smell. "This must be why I love you so much."

Sirius' heart jumped in joy. "And why I love you back."

She pulled apart, looking into his eyes. "You do?" Sirius nodded, and kissed her. He kissed his way over to her neck. "Is it a bad thing if we give into passion while others suffer?" she gasped out. Sirius bit softly into her neck. "Never mind." She said giving into his ministrations.

E/N: No Hermione torture this chapter. Also, very short, I know. Sorry? I'm going to introduce more of the pairings in the next chapters. Hope you enjoyed, and all that mumbo-jumbo. I am aware that Sirius and Arrabella are a inconsiderate for giving in, but it usually happens in many books. When in pain, take it away with passion.

Thanks to:

Ehlonna. First reviewer of the chapter. Whoot! Let's see which number you're now.

Anigen. Sorry this isn't as soon as you wanted it.

ShimmeringEvil. Heh, I knew you'd like the vision. My Inner eye has told me. Poor Blaise indeed. I could've snuggled him in pity. Sniff.

Eden14. It was eerie, but you see, it wasn't a happy smile, it was like a I'm-sad-tortured-and-torn-but-i-still-have-hope-because-of-the-dream. It was supposed to depict that she didn't lost hopes and she had something to fight for. About the pairings, well it's what these chapters are for now.

Sw33t Vi3t. Honey, I started hating them long ago. What can you do? I hope the review comes back, it stroked me as to why the review was one line long and a bit pointlessly ended. Ah well. Slaughter me down? Then who'll write the story, eh? Personally I find death threats very funny. It was shipper not stripper. Guttery minded girl! Thanks for reviewing, my dear.

Kori!!!!! This chapter is for you and dedicated to you! Sorry, honey, no hurricane mention, but I hope it brought a bit of sunshine to your room. I can ardly wait until you post something on Sometimes. Soon????

Funky-faerie87. Really? You mean it? Thank you! Marry me!!! I'm glad my story got you hooked, but there are others that are even better. Keep reviewing okay?

Pippin1177. I didn't want to make you cry!!! How about this chapter? Is it okay? Like or no like? Thanks for reviewing!

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If you like this story read:

Shared Heaven by JeanB;

Sometimes by Sokorra Lewis;(and review for Pete's sake! They're brilliant work here people!)

To love a Gryffindor by Sokorra Lewis;

Of Lust And Pie by SkooksiePants;

Slytherin Vengeance by Metallicafangilrl.

Shorty by ShimmeringEvil. (At least that was how she was last called)

Enjoy, and become a shipper, mate. Arrgh! And long live Longbottom Silver!