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Repercussions

Chapter 5

Ginny's P.O.V.

still flashback

A few weeks went by and it was time for the Halloween Ball. Woo. Freaking. Hoo. But I had to go. As a prefect, I'm required to go. The only plus is that I got to go with Harry. This gives me a good chance to rid him of his ridiculous obsession of Hermione once-and-for-all.

I finished getting ready and started to head out. I was going as a pirate. Only sexier of course. I had half of my hair up and under a bandana on my head, a nice bodice that pushed up my chest (I had to learn how to breath vertically though. That was a pin in the ass) and a skirt and fishnet stockings. Okay. Maybe a pirate wench.

I finally reached the Great Hall and met Harry at the doors. Hot damn that boy looked good. He decided to go as Captain Jack Sparrow from the muggle movie Pirates of the Caribbean. He had showed it to me over the summer and explained that it was based on a ride in America at a place called Disneyland. I would like to go there one day with him.

I was jolted out of my thoughts when Harry put his hand on my bare shoulder and asked me if I was okay. I said yes and he offers me his arm. I took it and we headed into the hall. It looked pretty good actually. I was expecting a bunch of cheap decorations, but I was proved wrong. But then again, it was the Syltherin' s turn to decorate.

They made the hall look like a mausoleum. There were coffins in the corners, torches lined the walls, fog was everywhere, skeletons, spiders (poor Ron), and whatnot. It looked incredible.

A while into the dance, the Heads were announced. The doors to the hall opened and revealed...nothing. They weren't there. All of a sudden, someone screamed and pointed to the middle of the room, where a large sarcophagus had been placed. The lid moved aside slowly and a hand reached out to grab the edge. Soon a figure climbed out, followed by another. Lights shined on the mysterious figures and revealed Hermione and Draco.

I hated to admit it, but Hermione looked absolutely stunning. She was dressed as the character from Queen of the Damned. She was wearing the outfit that Akasha had worn at the beach-type place that she and Lestat had gone.

Draco didn't look bad either (not that any of us were expecting him to). He was dressed as none other than Lestat. He was wearing the outfit from the end of the movie. Damn did he look good.

I figured they picked those costumes because Hermione could be her true self. You know what? Probably Draco too. Wouldn't surprise me one bit if she turned him into a monster like herself.

Without speaking, they went to the center of the dance floor and started the dance officially. They did look amazing though. Held the attention of the entire room until the end of their dance, they did.

When they finally finished, everyone else started to dance some more, eat, talk, etc. The couple of the evening sat at their table mostly, only getting up to dance with one of their own. I looked at Harry when Hermione started dancing with Blaize Zabini, the biggest flirt in Syltherin next to Draco. If looks could kill, he would be pushing up daisies. Suddenly, Harry got up. He went over to Hermione to ask her to dance (I know 'cause I followed him over there). She just looked at him with an emotionless stare. Without saying a word, she left the hall, all of the Syltherins following her.

Later that night, Harry and I sat in the common room. He sighed and looked out the window. He looked towards Hogsmead and jumped up. I looked out the window and saw a small group making their way towards the small town.

"Come on," Harry said.

He ran upstairs and a few minutes later, came down with his broom and invisibility cloak. We got on the broom, wrapped the cloak around us, and sped off towards the group.

We caught up with them as they entered the Three Broomsticks. We glanced at each other and nodded. We got off the broom and went inside. I looked around and finally saw them in a dark corner discussing something. Suddenly, the hoods came off to reveal Hermione, Draco, Pansy, and Blaize. They split up and went into the crowd. Harry pushed me (that's right, pushed me) into the direction that Hermione had gone. It figures.

After searching for about ten minutes, we found her at the bar, seriously flirting with some guy. Harry was insanely jealous. He was about to go for her when she got up and grabbed the guy's hand and led him to the door.

'One night stand,' I thought. 'Whore.'

"Let's go," Harry demanded. God I wanted him when he was like that.

Again, he pushed me into the direction that Hermione had gone. We got outside and he looked around frantically.

"Where is she?" he wondered.

We listened intently for a few minutes for any indication of where she might've been so he could go to her. We finally heard a noise nearby. It sounded like a muffled cry. Harry must've mistaken it to be Hermione because he went running towards the alley.

He threw off the cloak when he reached the entrance to the alley. I watched as he stopped dead in his tracks. I ran to his side and was met with the sight of Hermione feeding on the stranger.

"No," Harry whispered. "No. This can't be."

"Let's go, Harry," I whispered. "We shouldn't be seeing this."

Hermione finished up and dropped the lifeless body to the ground. She licked her lips and looked up. At first, she looked startled, but that look quickly faded into anger. She looked back and forth between Harry and me, but in the end, her gaze settled on me.

"I told you, Weasley," she hissed. "If you told anyone..."

"I didn't tell him!" I quickly retorted.

"Yeah right. You just can't wait to get me out of the picture. Of course you would drag him out here just to see..."

"She didn't tell me," Harry cut her off.

"Oh really..."

"Yeah."

She looked at him, a mischievous look in her eyes. I didn't like where this was going already. She started walking towards him, a seductive swing in her hips. I looked at Harry and he was already lost to her.

She reached him and put one hand on his chest, and the other over his shoulder, caressing his hair. She leans in and whispers something in his ear. When she leans back, she smiles at the reaction she gets from him. I could practically feel the desire he had for her at the moment. Man, I hated her.

"Join me," she says softly, looking into his eyes.

"Yes," he says breathlessly.

She goes for his neck and I rush forward.

"No!" I cried. Earlier I had made a cross, just in case. I was really glad I did. I held it up and she immediately backed away. She growled at me. She actually growled at me.

"Bitch," she said vehemently.

She was about to jump me when the rest of her group came out. This snapped Harry out of his daze. When he came to, his eyes focused on Draco holding Hermione back and whispering in her ear. Now it was Harry's turn to lose it. He lunged, but Hermione held her hand out and he suddenly stopped. He struggled against her spell for a while, then gave up.

"Let's go," Hermione said.

As they walked off, I heard Hermione's voice.

One day, she warned. One day.

It sounded like it was in my head. In my head?!? What the fuck?!?!

A/N: So here it is. Chapter 5. hope you liked it. PLEASE REVIEW!!!! I'll update a.s.a.p. if I get a good number of reviews. So...till next time kiddies!!!!! "I would cut off your balls if I didn't like your mother." –Marina (one of my friends).