Chapter Five: Another day not in Paradise
All the students ran down the steps and into the Great Hall for breakfast. What looked like a mass of chaos were just abundant students eating. The bell rang and everyone headed to there first class. Though it was killing Hermione she didn't say a word about her and Draco to Harry, Ron, or any of the girl friends she had made over the years.
Slowly the hours passed, fights hadn't started yet for the year and as the last bell ring of the day rung and all the students jumped up and ran down the hallways yelling.
"Hermione, wait!" Ron and Harry called from the background.
As they finally caught up Ron said, "What's it like living with a guy you've punched?" He said with sarcasm.
"You, know you two are really mean, sometimes, and by the way Draco isn't all that bad." She said as a reply.
Harry and Ron gave each other a look like "Is this our Hermione?"
Hermione just rolled her eyes and turned around.
"Guys, see ya later, I'm going to change out of my school clothes." She said.
" 'K 'mione, see ya at dinner." Harry replied and turned around to head to the study hall. Where he saw Christa.
Hermione headed to her room and changed her clothes. Draco knocked on the door, and entered. He then walked over to her and sat on her bed. Hermione yawned and put her head on Draco's shoulder, he put his hand on her hand.
"I wonder where the seventh years are going on they're trip this year?" Hermione said.
"I don't know." Draco answered.
Hermione lifted her head up and pulled out her book bag to get her homework done.
"Draco, you know we should get our homework done, Professor Dumbledore wants to meet us after dinner again tonight." She said.
"Yeah, yeah, yeah, I'll go and do it." He responded.
Two men meet on the roof
"Tonight, get the girl and the boy." "As quiet as possible." One man ordered.
"Yes, tonight, this time, let me do it." "You fled last time." The second commanded.
"Fine, next time we both go, we WILL get them, and the girl is the one, the boy, oh, hell, Voldemort wants him too." The first man projected.
Dinner begins with all the students"Christa what's the matter?" Ron asked.
"Oh, nothing, just thinking." She responded.
"Yeah, right, tell me!" Ron begged.
"Nothing sooooo, just shut it!" Christa yelled back.
She slammed down her cup and began to walk out the door. Harry was too scared to do anything to make her mad, he just let her be. Christa continued to walk down the hallway.
"I hate being such a jerk to the guys, but I can't let them know." "I think something is going to happen soon." "I know that was him." "The man that did everything to me, I swear on the deaths they have caused, not only will I not go down with them but I will get revenge." She thought as she furiously walked.
Christa turned around at the sound of a door being slammed. Footsteps slowly knocking on the floor. Christa's eyes narrowed and she pulled out her wand from her robe slightly.
"Do you remember me now?" A man's voice echoed.
"Where are you!" She said sternly.
"What do you plan to do, Christa, no one has ever been there, for you. Now you have a little bit of Harry Potter. Do you just plan to keep him so he can be tortured?" A wicked voice rang through Christa's head.
"Leave him out of this…. What do you want?" Her voice kept in tune.
"Only you, dear Christa!" The man shouted and laughed.
There was a brisk wind by Christa's ear. A shiver went down her back. But, she stood as if nothing had ever happened.
"Get away from me! I didn't escape for nothing. Or at least not to die like this, from you!" She yelled.
The other students were now leaving the Great Hall and heading back to there dorms. Christa took a deep breath and the coldness that had appeared faded away. She continued to walk to the rooms.