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I know its short even for me but I had to get this part out of the way before I could move on to the better bits.

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The lyrics at the beginning are from 'Fallen Angels' by Aerosmith

Chapter Nine Part I – Fallen Angels

There's a candle burning in the world tonight
For another child who vanished out of sight
And a heart is broken, another prayer in vain
There's a million tears that fill a sea of pain

Sometimes I stare out my window
My thoughts all drift into space
Sometimes I wonder if there's a better place

Where do fallen angels go
I just don't know
Where do fallen angels go
They just keep falling

Now the times in frightening
Can't ignore the facts
There's so many people
Just slippin' through the cracks

So many ashes are scattered
So many rivers run dry
Sometimes your Heaven is Hell
And you don't know why

Where do fallen angels go
I just don't know
Where do fallen angels go
They just keep falling, falling, falling...

"Are you out of your tiny little mind?!"

Draco ignored Ginny's jibe and returned to dragging her through the graveyard, his grip like a vice around her upper arm bared by a jagged black sleeve attached to an extremely short dress slashed in various places to reveal neon pink lace beneath.

"You really are crazy aren't you?!"

Draco gritted his teeth at her furious taunting but fighting to keep his grip on her was proving hard enough without getting into a verbal match as well.

"This is such a stupid idea, remember what happened the last time we tried something like this?"

Draco ignoring her was now pissing her off and she stepped up her wild struggling all the way through the dense trees that separated the miniature graveyard for the murdered from the suicide section. Draco neither released his grip nor answered her back as he forcefully pulled her through the ragged path and towards the heavy stone door of the crypt at the very back of the fenced off enclosure.

The door was slightly open as always during visiting hours and Draco nudged it open with a heavy heave of his shoulder against the cold grey stone, still not relenting his merciless grip on Ginny's arm. Once they were inside the cool dark interior of the mausoleum he finally let her go and she stood, rooted to the spot with shock as her eyes flickered over the newest inscriptions in the huge stone boxes raised slightly before them.

Wizard fire sputtered in the brackets strategically placed along the smooth walls as Draco moved the door until there was only a slice of sunlight filtering through the gap and crossed the room towards the four newest graves.

"What are you doing?"

Ginny's voice was so soft he barely heard it and he pretended not to here it as he produced several different shaped black candles and forming a star on top of the four tombs and lighting them all with a single flick of his wand and a muttered word.

"You realise how stupid this looks don't you?"

Draco rolled his eyes and summoned the jar of sparkling crimson dust from the bag still discarded by the door. Sprinkling it lightly between each candle filling in the sides of the stars Ginny watched from her place by the door, her body trembling slightly as she pressed back against the wall.

So far Draco hadn't spoken a word save for the few he had used to convince her to come along with him in the first place. Now he stretched his hand back and unthinkingly, she took it and allowed him to lead her forwards, climbing up onto the first tomb with him. He crossed his legs underneath him inside the star, making sure he didn't get a speck of normal or crimson dust on his black jeans, Ginny settled herself opposite him, mirroring his position and allowing him to grip her hands loosely in his between them.

"Not all the Muggle magic methods are fake."

His voice was gentle as he spoke and she jumped as though burned, her eyes huge and almost pure black in her deathly white face as her grip tightened on his hands, her nails digging into his flesh but he didn't flinch or break eye contact and somehow she knew exactly what he was doing as words began to slip from his lips forming an intricate incantation she soon knew enough to follow.

"Gli alcoolici di quelli non da lungo tempo passati,

Grant noi speranza per quelli ora hanno interferito in su nel guaime qui

Tale orrore che è venuto passarci

Così ora la parte con che cosa non potete liberare, li aiuta a guarire il nostro timore."

!!Spirits of those not long since passed,

Grant us hope for those now caught up in the aftermath here

Such horror that has come to pass

So now share with us what you cannot release, help us heal our fear!!

She didn't think to ask where he had gotten the incantation from she merely followed his lead until their words were reverberating around the room steady and beating like her heart as she fell into a trance like state, both their eyes going blank and dull as they slipped through time.

The candles guttering around them became tall thin forest green ones burning steadily in the dim light from the lamps scattered around the room and Ginny's reflection in the mirror was not the one from the morning. Her dark blonde hair fluttered about her face and into her dark green eyes and her creamy skin rose out of a tight green bodice that complimented her eyes. As she backed away from the door and the figure in the doorway her soft red skirt tickled her long smooth legs and her breath caught in her throat as the hulking figure in the doorway lunged at the girl on the bed, knocking Ginny back against the wall so her head struck it with a sickening crunch and her eyes rolled backwards.

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Her vision flickered as the room swung back and forth in front of her and she shook her head slightly, wincing as sharp pains dug into the back of her head where a rough lump was already forming under her hair. Withdrawing her hand a dribble of blood trickled down her palm and she shook her head slightly again, the fuzziness clouding her brain faded and she raised herself up on her hands, her bottom half still slumped and slightly aching as she surveyed the room.

Amy-Lee was slumped against the wall on her side, her short hair matted to her head with dried blood and her arm thrown out at an impossible angle beneath her chest. Farren was half in the bathroom and half out, her hair streaming over arms cushioning her head, her face was hidden by her masses of thick black locks but her body was crisscrossed with angry red welts and running a hand over her bare arm Lucinda encountered the same cuts along her arms where he must have scratched her.

She had to swallow back her vomit when she took in the slashes at her skirt that revealed even more clawed cuts along her creamy thighs, a purpling bruise at the very top of her thigh where a set of teeth marks had her clamping a trembling hand over her lips to keep from hurling.

A flash of something crimson in the corner of her eye made her jerk her head up to see Ginny on the floor beneath the window, her eyes staring blank and vacant at the ceiling even as she was raped. Lucinda gasped and backed against the wall, her knees pressing into the floor as her trembling hands covered her face, her eyes unable to tear themselves away from him as she watched between her fingers.

A scream tore from her throat as he finished with Ginny and got slowly to his feet, stalking past Ivory spread-eagled on the floor with her hair sweeping across the carpet and soaked in blood, his cloak brushing against Lucinda's cheek as he moved onto Farren. Her scream joined the tail end of Lucinda's as she snapped into consciousness, his hands gripping her upper arms and drawing blood as he dragged her backwards further into the bathroom.

Lucinda's limbs took on a life of their own and she fell forwards, crawling forwards a little until she could see Farren being pushed under the water in the bathtub, He was leaning over with an almost orgasmic look on his face as she struggled for breath beneath him.

Another scream surfaced from Lucinda as he released Farren and climbed out of the bath, his soaking wet half naked body squelching as he crossed the room towards her. She just had time to glimpse Ginny struggling against thick metal bonds that tied her to the floor, her eyes wide with fear and loathing as she watched him kiss Lucinda roughly.

Ginny was gasping for breath when she slammed back into her body, feeling as though she had been ripped apart and was in the process of being sewn back together she was shaking uncontrollably but didn't release her grip on Draco's hands as he smoothed his thumbs over her knuckles gently, looking every bit in agony as she felt.

"I'm sorry..."

Ginny shook her head at Draco and leaned into him slightly so her forehead was resting on his chest and he dropped his head against hers, breathing in her scent and calming slightly as the band of pain around his chest eased. Her breathing was still ragged as memories seeped back into her and she squeezed her eyes shut as she remembered Lucinda's horror stricken face when He had advanced on her.

"I think we should stop..."

Ginny pulled away from him, her eyes blazing with something he couldn't quite identify as she shook her head furiously.

"No."

One simple word froze him as he stared at her, before slowly nodding and releasing his grip enough for her to resume her earlier position before him.

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