A/N: Hello people… well I am typing and watching the Comedy Debate on Channel Ten, only because Carl Barron is on it and he is so hilarious. So yeah anyway onto the Chapter… I bet you are all wondering what is going to happen to Ginny…

DISCLAIMER: You should all know by now!

Chapter Fourteen: All For Love

Hermione opened her eyes and was welcomed to the sight of the famous, not so haunted, Shrieking Shack. Everything seemed to be still and silent, but Hermione knew looks can be deceiving… look at Draco, he looked to be nothing but a scowling spoilt brat at Hogwarts… when really he was misunderstood.

Hermione sighed and pulled her wand out, even though she could do wandless magic, Hermione wanted to be prepared, who knew how powerful Clarissa had become? Hermione stepped towards the door, and then stopped… something wasn't right… maybe there was a back entrance?

Hurriedly Hermione made her way around the ghostly shack. Her movements were swift but silent and her eyes watched the windows for any movements.

Once she reached the back her eyes landed on a half open window. There was no other door to enter in. Yet there was one flaw in climbing through the window – it was too high up for her to reach.

Hermione looked around her for any sought of object that would support her weight. Her eyes fell on a large round log. She pointed her wand at it and murmured a quiet spell, to make it float to under the window. She made sure it was steady and gingerly placed a foot on its smooth like surface. The log wobbled a little, but not enough to stop her from standing on it. Carefully Hermione pushed the curtain aside and a looked in. Seeing no evidence of Clarissa, she hoisted herself up and pulled her body over the windowsill and into the musty smelling shack.

Then from out of nowhere, a spell shot her in the back, slamming her against the wall below the window.

"Hello Ellawise."

!Z!

"Why is it taking so long?" cried Draco annoyed, "What if something had gone wrong? I mean, how do we know Clarissa hasn't hurt Hermione before she had the chance to send the signal?"

"Draco, man, we are all on edge okay?" said Blaise just as stressed and annoyed as his bestfriend was, "Don't forget that Ginny is in there!"

"Blaise, please," begged Mrs Weasley, a pleading look on her face.

"We are all worried," spoke Dumbledore in his calm voice, "But we must be calm and reasonable for when the signal comes."

"If it comes, "muttered Draco, only to be hit on the arm by his mother.

!Z!

"Clarissa," growled Hermione looking up into the evil eyes of the blonde standing over her, "Where is Ginny?"

"Ginny is fine," replied Clarissa in a snarling tone, "It took you long enough to find me, don't you think?"

"I found and that is all that matters at the moment."

Clarissa smiled, "You all are very dull. Do you seriously think a girl like Carla would go for a Weasley? Honestly, Percy isn't that lucky."

"You broke Percy's heart! Percy is a wonderful guy!"

Clarissa stepped back laughing coldly, "Of course, you naturally would say that – but it's not in your real nature is it? After all, your blood line says otherwise."

"My blood line started goes back a long way – my family were all good wizards and witches!"

"Come now, Ellawise. Killing is who you are, who you want to be."

Hermione's temper was brewing to dangerous level, but she was determined to not let Clarissa get to her. Looking Clarissa in the eye, Hermione swung her leg out across the ground, knocking Clarissa's feet, literally from underneath her. Screaming, Clarissa fell to the ground, allowing Hermione to stand and run up the staircase.

Behind her she could hear Clarissa screaming her old name, but still the determined woman didn't stop running.

"GINNY!" screamed Hermione, "Where are you?"

Hermione reached the first door and kicked it open. She walked in and spotted Ginny lying on the floor in a ball. Hermione ran over to her and knelt down, shaking the small body.

"Ginny, Gin, it's Hermione!" whispered Hermione, only to be slammed in the back by a shocking charm – stronger then normal.

Hermione arched her back, screaming as the spell ran through her body as though she were holding onto muggle powerlines. The spell came to a end and Hermione fell to the ground breathing heavily. Clarissa towered over her, but stepped back when she was welcomed by black eyes.

!Z!

"This is taking forever. What if Draco is right?" asked Harry.

Suddenly a bright white orbing light appeared in front of Dumbledore. He stood up, a twinkle in his eyes. And looked at the Order members.

"Hermione wrote to me, saying she feared her dark side would become active today. She said if this was to happen this orbing light would appear. Now it is not a portkey, but it will transport people to where she is. She said, to just find Ginny and leave – do not wait for her," spoke Dumbledore looking at everyone, "Now, who is going?"

"Me," said Blaise standing up.

"I am," added Draco standing also, along with Harry, Ron, Gavin, Amy and Narcissa.

Dumbledore nodded at them all, "Place your hand inside the orb and don't pull back.

The seven reached inside the cold feeling light and around them a white light exploded, before disappearing, revealing the inside of the Shrieking Shack.

Upstairs, screaming could be heard – Hermione's painful screams. Draco paled and raced for the staircase, but was pulled back by Gavin and Harry.

"Draco no!" hissed his mother, "I know that is Hermione screaming, but rushing in like a chicken with its head cut off, is not the way to go!"

Draco glared at his mother, struggling in the grip of Gavin and Harry as Hermione's screams were continuing.

"SHE NEEDS ME!" snapped Draco, "I have to help her fight it! Otherwise it will take her completely!"

"We need to go in there and get Ginny," spoke up Amy calmly.

"Yes, we do. Someone needs to ward off Clarissa, while two of us get Ginny," said Ron waving his hands around as he spoke, "So, Amy you are the doctor, you should help get Ginny with Blaise, while the rest of us deal with Clarissa."

"Right, and Draco don't do anything you will regret," pleaded Gavin as him and Harry let go of Draco's arms.

Draco shrugged his shoulders and nodded. Hermione's screams were dying down, which wasn't a good sign.

"Let's go."

!Z!

Hermione lay on the floor breathing deeply. Beside her Ginny was now looking at her worried, she reached out to hold Hermione's hand, but Clarissa fired a stinging charm at her hand. Ginny looked at Clarissa in fear.

"Now, now Ellawise. You don't want to be good do you?" smirked Clarissa as she knelt down looking at Hermione's sweating face, a smirk evident on her face.

Hermione screamed as her temper rose, bringing forth the strong darkness, "I'm not ELLAWISE… Yes I am, Ellawise Verbatim… NO, NO… I'm not!"

"Stop it!" screamed Ginny at Clarissa, "It's killing her!"

Clarissa pointed her wand at Ginny; "It would be smart of you to SHUT UP!"

Behind her, Hermione slowly stood up, her legs wobbled underneath her, but her eyes were a dark brown. Ginny nodded, keeping her eyes on Clarissa. Hermione raised her wand and muttered a spell, paralysing Clarissa's body. Ginny watched, mouth open as Clarissa fell backwards and hit the ground with a heavy thud.

"G-Ginny," whispered Hermione stumbling towards her friend, "I don't have much time. I need to you get out of here as fast as you can."

"Hermione, you need to get out of here," replied Ginny worriedly.

"Just GO!"

Ginny screamed in terror as Clarissa stood up and threw a fireball towards Hermione. Hermione spun around and conjured up a force field around her a Ginny. The fireball rebounded off; hitting Clarissa, but it only knocked her to the ground.

Ginny's heart was pounding, but panic re-entered her veins as Hermione fell to the ground, screaming. Her eyes were turning black, but flashes of brown would pass through them every second.

"HERMIONE!"

Ginny looked at the door to see Draco burst in, followed by Blaise, Harry, Gavin. Amy, Ron and Narcissa.

"Ginny," breathed Blaise as he reached her and hugged her, while tears fell down her cheeks.

"Let's get her out of here," spoke Amy, "She needs medical treatment."

Together, Blaise and Amy lifted her and carried her out of the room. Amy glanced at Hermione and saw Draco beside her, begging for her to fight the darkness.

"Please Hermione! I need you to beat this… don't give up," begged Draco watching Hermione as she squirmed on the ground, arching her back and screaming in agony.

"I… I need you to go," she whispered hoarsely, "You… can't stay."

"What do you mean?"

"Go! Before I hurt you! Please… Draco… go…"

Draco felt tears in his eyes and looked at his mother to see her crying. He looked back at Hermione, the fight was killing her, her face was paling in colour and sweat was covering her body in a thick blanket.

"I can't leave you," whispered Draco, "I only just got you back."

Hermione reached up and placed a hand on his face, "You haven't lost me. Not yet. Go…"

Narcissa stepped forward and placed a hand on Draco's shoulder. Slowly he stood up and his mother led him from the room, away from Hermione's screams.

!Z!

Hermione opened her eyes; the sun was setting yet a shadow stood over her. She looked up to meet the cold eyes of Clarissa.

"So… you fought it," smirked Clarissa, "A big mistake."

Hermione glared at her and sat up, against the wall, "No, letting it win would be the biggest mistake of my life. Unlike you I have people who want me!"

Clarissa waved her hand angrily and Hermione went flying across the room, slamming into a broken cupboard, "PEOPLE DON'T WANT ELLAWISE! THEY WANT SOMEONE YOU ARE NOT!"

"I'm not Ellawise! MY NAME IS HERMIONE GRANGER!" screamed Hermione standing up and firing a bolt of lightening at her.

Clarissa ducked and the bolt struck to the wall, lighting it up in flames, "Let's burn another house down shall we?"

Hermione glared at her and focused her eyes on the billowing wall of flames. The flames froze in place and Hermione smirked, "Let's not… you have been ruining my life and my friends life! I have had enough and won't take it anymore!"

Clarissa laughed, "You English magical folk are so dramatic… we French deal with things hands on. You see you need to be gone – or brought to the dark side."

"Why?"

"Why, you are a descendent of Merlin and your powers are to great."

"And you call us English dramatic."

Clarissa rolled her eyes and sighed, "Let us settle this the old fashioned way… duel to death."

"We did that last time and it didn't work, remember?"

"Ahh, but this time it will. We are older and have more control of our powers."

Hermione smirked and nodded, "Fine, duel to death it is."

!Z!

Draco sat in his living room, watching the sun set across the horizon. He could hear his mother in the kitchen talking to Lorraine in a hushed voice. The smell of cooking steak filled the air, but if anything, the smell sickened Draco. He stood up and walked to the mantel and picked up a photo of him and Hermione in there final year at Hogwarts. Both were smiling and waving happily, Draco occasionally kissing Hermione on the cheek, making her blush.

"Draco. Dinner's ready," came his mother voice.

"I'm not hungry Mum," he replied softly, "You go eat with Lorraine. I'll be fine."

He sighed when he heard his mother walk into the room. She stood beside him looking at the photo, but waited for him to speak.

"I just got her back mum… I can't loose her now. I love her so much," whispered Draco, "It was so hard to just walk away from her today… leaving her screaming in pain… how could I do that?"

"Honey, she said you haven't lost her yet. That must mean something… maybe she is fighting for love?"

"Love? Is love enough Mum? Is it really, enough?"

Narcissa sighed and placed a hand on her son's shoulder, "Your father… he wasn't always a bad man. At least he wasn't when I met him. I only wish love was enough to have saved him from the dark side. But Hermione is different; if anything love is what has kept her going so far. I believe that… and I hope you can too."

Narcissa left her son standing alone at the mantel place and walked back to the kitchen. She stood behind the door, leaving it open a crack and watched him run a finger over the frame, before leaving with a crack.

"Merlin bless him," she whispered before turning to Lorraine, "Draco has gone to bed to get some rest. It has been a tiresome day. Let's eat shall we?"

!Z!

Hermione screamed in anger as she rebounded Clarissa's spell and ducked another. Finally she fired one of her own, three in a row, along with a bolt. Two-struck Clarissa in the chest, making her stumble – bingo, her weak spot.

How ironic it was, really, that her chest area was so weak. They say a cold heart is always weak and well, Clarissa does have a weak heart.

Hermione ducked again and threw another, aiming for the chest. Again Clarissa stumbled and moaned a little in pain. Hurriedly Hermione glanced around her, until her eyes fell on a broken piece of furniture. She ran over to it and grabbed it, ducking down as a flame flew over her, just missing her by inches.

Hermione charmed the sharp wood and spun around to throw it with good speed. Clarissa stood up in shock as it plunged deeply into her rib cage. She stumbled backwards and Hermione stared at the frozen flames in deep concentration, a soon they were crackling with life with smoke coming from the burning wood in great amounts.

"Burn in hell," growled Hermione as a large electric ball formed in her hands.

Clarissa who was having trouble breathing due to the magically stuck wood in her lungs and thick smoke, gasped in a pleading manner as Hermione fired the ball of white electricity at her.

Hermione watched as the ball hit her fair in the chest, sending her flying into the flames and all Hermione could hear was a loud scream, then silence and smoke… lots of smoke.

A/N: Okay… well there you go…

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