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BANG….
A chink of light spread across the floor, the piercing sunlight ran across the room suspending the stale dust in its dazzling glare.
Malfoy rubbed his eyes and started, he was not as he thought lying in the arms of his beloved Hermione, but on the floor…. before he could think his capture muttered the binding words….
"Locomotor Mortis."
Stiffness crept over his body like the shadow of his jailor, she bent low and whispered in his ear, "You're mine now Malfoy, no one will ever know it was me!"
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Harry was still, motionless, only the steady rise and fall of his chest was indication of the life within. Ginny stared entranced by this motion, tears encrusted upon her cheeks.
She had been sat there most of the night but Harry had not stirred, not even a sigh.
Madam Pomfrey tore her gaze away, ushering her out with her reassuring clucking…. "It's ok now dear I'm sure he'll be ok, time for lessons now, come on get yourself cleaned up."
She walked out into the hall where she bumped clumsily into a bumbling figure which turned out to be the tiny Professor Sprout, her arms heavily laden with the oddest looking daises Ginny had ever seen.
"I'm going to try every thing until I get this one cracked Ginny." She panted as she shuffled her great load. "Professor Flitwick is coming along this afternoon to see if it's not some unusual charm, to tell you the truth I am a bit puzzled, but nothing's beaten the Hogwarts staff yet and this certainly isn't going to!"
"Thank you." Ginny snivelled as she held the door open for Professor Sprout.
"If there is any break through you will be the first to know!"
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Malfoys keeper fed and watered him before once again sealing him in the dank dusty room; she released him from the leg locking curse from through the keyhole ensuring he could not escape. His mind raced 'Why is she doing this? Where are Hermione and my father?' His body shook through lack of sleep and fear. The feeling spread back to his limbs but he was too weak to move, to shout out. He longed for the sweet touch of Hermione's skin but was worried was that all just a dream too? As he has slept he was so sure that it was her breath playing on the back of his neck but it must have been the wind sneaking through the ageing walls. He wondered if she would ever find him, would he ever see her again, would he ever get out? His fate lay in the hands of the girl who was slinking through the trees, she made her way back up to the school where she straightened her robes and began to shadow her next victim.
The stalker didn't take long to find her unsuspecting prey, well it wasn't hard this one might have been the one of the prettiest girls in the year but she certainly wasn't the brightest. As she lured them into and empty corridor with idle chatter she prepared….
"Who are you going to take to that Halloween thingy?" she muttered with a sickly sweet voice.
"Well I was thinking of asking Ron to the Halloween ball, what do you think? I know he's a bit……" but as she muttered these words her attacker sprang. "What the hell are you doing you crazy bitc-" but she fell silent, a deep haze spread across her eyes as she succumbed to the same fate as Harry.
"Who you callin' crazy?" smirked the girl.
Someone was coming round the corner; she melted into the shadows and scuttled off before they could raise the alarm.
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Ginny met Ron and Hermione in the great hall as they sat down to dinner, Ginny threw a catty look at Hermione (they had had words earlier about Ginny's suspicion of Malfoy)….
"So who do you think dunnit?" whispered Ron to the other two.
"Well don't you think it's a bit suspicious," spat Ginny "Who hates Harry? Who is missing? Who is an evil, slimy, turd burglar!" She burst into tears.
"Get a grip Ginny why the hell would he do it! You're just being ridiculous!"
"But Herm she does have a point…" said Ron, but he never finished his sentence, as he drew breath for the next words a ripple of shocked surprise ran around the now full dinner hall…..
"It's Lavender……she's been attacked" screamed Luna as she fell to the floor sobbing.
Parvati ran to the doors of the great hall with tears streaming down her cheeks, Ron, Ginny and Hermione sprang to their feet and followed.
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"Bloody hell!" exclaimed Ron through shallow breath. "Do you think it's the same thing as Harry?"
They clattered round the corner to the entrance of the Hospital wing.
"I don't know but what ever happened I'm sure it's got something to do with that git Malfoy!" muttered Ginny to Ron under her breath.
Professor McGonagall was waiting for them by the door, with an ominous look in her eyes she swung the door open and the four of them entered. Lavender was laid in the bed opposite Harry's. Both of them lay there completely still, perfect but with no sign of awaking.
"We are not going to lie to you; we are not sure what is. We think that it may be some sort of charm, in which case it may wear off… but the question is when?"
Ginny muttered to Ron "What the hell is Malfoy's problem, what did Lavender do to him!"
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Harry's eyes swam, the blur of swirling colours he had been staring at were focusing, and becoming sharper he could make out the shapes.
It looked like a scene he had seen before; they were on the Hogwarts train sat in their usual old carriage. It was a sunny day and the light streamed into the carriage, he could make out faces but they seemed different some how.
Ron was there but it wasn't really Ron he seemed different in a way a bit more handsome and rugged Harry shook this thought from his mind. He seemed to be saying something to someone…he started to become frustrated he couldn't concentrate, it was a girl, she was with Ron they were laughing hysterically about something, she had long silver hair Harry knew her but couldn't quite place her face.
She seemed fascinated by Ron and laughed again at another joke he had cracked, the shapes began to haze and he once again fell in to darkness.
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A shiver ran through his body, and air rushed into his lungs the clear ether filled every inch of his body with a renewed clarity. The new air smelt sweet and fresh just like the skin of the girl he was longing for, thoughts of her filled his head, he craved her. As he lulled in his waking haze he started, 'The air' he thought 'where is the fresh air coming from'. He sprang to his feet and began to explore the small hut in which he had been confined for so many hours. It seemed as though his attacker had again returned and replenished his food and water, he devoured hungrily. When he had finished he stood and was suddenly taken by a great feeling of rage. He slammed his full weight against the magically locked door. It did not yield.
"Bastard!"
He did not understand what was happening why was he being kept here? Other than for the girl's sick pleasure, that's what also made it particularly hard for Malfoy to swallow the fact that he Draco Malfoy was being held captive by a girl! (He might have lost most of his arrogance since his father's incarceration, but he was still annoyingly proud.) Surly he could outsmart her someway, but his mind was becoming drowsy and he could see no end to his suffering. Was anyone even looking for him?
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"You're not even doing anything!" screamed Hermione at an unperturbed Professor McGonagall. "Harry and Lavender have been attacked and Draco is missing!" she exclaimed. "What's going on?"
"Hermione as you can see we are trying everything that we can, but we are not sure what has happened to Harry and Lavender, so it is difficult for us." She sighed. "As for Mr Malfoy I received a letter yesterday explaining that he had to leave urgently as he learned that his mother had been taken into St. Mungo's for a…" she made a small polite cough "… personal matter. He will not be returning for some time. I am sorry that he did not inform you of that earlier, but I'm afraid we have all been in the same position. With Dumbledore away at the Wizarding council we are all feeling the strain, but right now all we need to do is get Harry and Lavender better."
Hermione nodded but the words of McGonagall did not reassure her but instead made her suspicion grow; she turned and headed out of the door. As she left she could feel the steely glance from Ginny burning on the back of her neck. She did not have time for that now, she would talk to Ginny later. She walked down the corridor now bathed in the twilight.
Things were not adding up…
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