Okay, if one looks really really close, one can already see the end nearing…

TriGemini: Oh god! How can you make a review that looks to be longer than my own chapter was? Anyway, I'm glad you liked the chapter. Hope you'll also like this one.

Samantha Cameron: Glad you liked it. Seems as though you all feel sad for Arthur, I'm already starting to feel bad to make him go through this.

Hogwartsstollaway: Oh my god, another huge review! As for Angelina, I think you might like the next chapter…

Chapter 14

This song is just for you,
Good, if you like it
'cause it came over me just like this
Like the night comes over the world,
Danger shoots from the darkness
I'm ready for the first blow,
I'm the first one to free you
And one of the last ones, who'll cry over you...

And when a song leaves my lips,
Then it does so, for you to receive love,
Through the night and the most impenetrable branches,
So you won't know any fears anymore ...

And when a song leaves my lips,
Then it does so, for you to receive love,
Through the night and the most impenetrable branches,
So you won't know any fears anymore ...

In our hourglass the last grain is falling,
I've won and just as well I've lost
But I don't want to miss a thing
Everything stays as our possession in mind
And a remaining memory
between day and night dusk is laying down…

Und wenn ein Lied… Söhne Mannheims

Ginny walked past the trees, looking back every now and then. She had an odd feeling. As though someone was following her. The odd behaviour of her father this morning hadn't done anything to ease this feeling. He had been unusually attentively to her this morning, even hugging her before going to work.

She shrugged it off when she reached a clearing deep in the forest. The stone circle she was now standing in was as old as time, and no one had noticed it since the old folks had used it. No one but her. And it was good that she had found it. A huge portkey such as this stone circle was perfect for her. Especially since she wasn't allowed to use a wand anymore.

She raised her arms and mumbled some words in a language that wasn't used in this world anymore. A strong wind started to blow, the earth of the clearing began to tremble. She closed her eyes and felt how her body started to move. Faster and faster. And soon she was whirling around, causing the wind to grew stronger and with a lightning in all colours of the rainbow she disappeared.


"Hey Angie, hope you had a nice day?" Alicia asked her friend when she returned from work. She took her jacket off and sat down on the couch, next to Angelina.

"Angie?"

"I'm leaving England." Alicia looked flabbergasted at the other woman.


She walked directly into the small, dark room highest in the house. Her favourite room. Her laboratory. Here it was where she was mixing her potions. Here it was where she had mixed the one that had made Maitagorry her own daughter. And here it was where she would secure that Hermione would know what it meant to loose a child. She would let her pay. The time for her revenge had finally come.

She smiled to herself when she pulled out the small bottle of salamander blood. She had found a potion that didn't need the full moon. All that was needed was the blood of a salamander. The fresh blood of a salamander. And so she had caught one the day before.

She had hid the animal in the pocket of her robe when she had returned home. She had kept it in the drawer of her nightstand. And once her father had left the house and her mother was occupied with cleaning the house she had taken it out of the drawer. The squirming animal in one hand and a knife in the other she had been sitting on her bed.

She had felt so powerful and ecstatic in the moment the knife had cut through the animal's skin. The moment the blood was flowing freely down her hand and she felt the animal squirm even more was the greatest she had ever felt. Even better than sex. She thought smiling as she cut further through the animal's neck.

Then the animal had stilled. It had stopped moving when it started to be real fun for Ginny. She had been disappointed. This feeling of power had been over too soon. But therefore she now had the blood.

She looked down at her still red hand. She hadn't washed the blood off yet. When she looked at it she felt that feeling of power and ecstasy wash over her again. But now was not the time to revel in happy memories. Now was the time to make the potion and to rid these little monsters off their memories.


"I hope she'll rot in hell!" Katerina cursed loudly. She was sitting on a couch in Draco's and Hermione's living room. And she was waiting. As they all were. They were just sitting there and waiting. Waiting that someone would come and tell them where their children were.

And waiting to get a hold on this woman who was holding them captive. Katerina knew that now punishment would be bad enough for her own liking. Even the Dementor's kiss seemed to be too mild a penalty.

"I can't stand this any longer. Can't they finally come and tell us that they found out where this bitch is keeping our children?" Hermione took Draco's hand in her own and squeezed it gently.

"We will find them soon. Just think that tonight she will probably sleep in her bed again." Draco looked at his wife and smiled at her. He nodded slowly and kissed her gently. Then he put his arm around her and pulled Hermione close to himself. And then they waited.


"What do you mean, you're leaving England? You can't go! Where would you go to? Angie please…"

"I' leaving for Australia as soon as the divorce is over."

"Divorce?" Alicia shook her head slightly.

"Do you need a lawyer?" Now it was Angelina's time to shook her head.

"I already have one. The papers have been filled out and signed. Tomorrow morning. Tomorrow morning I'm getting my divorce. And then I'll leave immediately. It is all arranged." Alicia's mouth fell open.

"I can't believe it. This is going so fast. This is…" Alicia stopped and looked at her friend.

"You… you will write me, right?" she asked, tears in her eyes. She felt as though she was loosing her friend for the second time.

"Of course." Angelina promised and they hugged each other, both having tears in their eyes. So did George find them when he returned home ten minutes later.

"Hey Angie, hope you had a nice day?" Alicia asked her friend when she returned from work. She took her jacket off and sat down on the couch, next to Angelina.She walked directly into the small, dark room highest in the house. Her favourite room. Her laboratory. Here it was where she was mixing her potions. Here it was where she had mixed the one that had made Maitagorry her own daughter. And here it was where she would secure that Hermione would know what it meant to loose a child. She would let her pay. The time for her revenge had finally come."I hope she'll rot in hell!" Katerina cursed loudly. She was sitting on a couch in Draco's and Hermione's living room. And she was waiting. As they all were. They were just sitting there and waiting. Waiting that someone would come and tell them where their children were."What do you mean, you're leaving England? You can't go! Where would you go to? Angie please…"