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A/N: Hey all! Here's another chapter. I hope you like it. I was kinda disappointed in the number of reviews for the last chapter. Only like 3 or 4. Boo-erns. Maybe I can get more for this chapter?

Repercussions

Chapter 7

Ginny's P.O.V

Still flashback

Thanksgiving came and went without any major events. A shocker, I know. So far, Harry had kept to his word and stayed away from me. I tried to talk to him, but every time I got near, he would walk away. He began to become more and more depressed. He started sulking around the castle and making sad eyes at Hermione every time she was near. It made me sick.

But I had a plan for the rapidly approaching Christmas Ball. I was going to get Harry for sure. Since the ball was a masquerade, Harry wouldn't know who I was. I would talk to him, he would warm up to me, and he would be putty in my hands.

The night of the ball came quickly. I got dressed in a simple, but elegant, green gown. It was green velvet and had spaghetti straps. It hugged my upper-body and belled out at the hips. My hair was in curls piled on top of my head. I put on the finishing touch, a white mask with assorted, colored gems making a butterfly.

After checking myself in the mirror for a few minutes, I finally went down to the Great Hall. It took awhile to get in because there were so many people that wanted to get in. it was really fun to see all the different masks. Some people had animal masks, and others had really intricate designs on their masks. Only a few had plain masks.

When I finally got in, I started looking for Harry. I searched for almost an hour before I found him. When I did, I wasn't too pleased with what I saw. Well, I was pleased with how he looked.

He looked incredibly handsome in a nice, black tux with a deep red vest and tie. His mask was also red with squares of goldenrod placed in various places. What I wasn't happy with, however, was the girl he was talking to.

Even from the side she was gorgeous. She was wearing a black, silk, one shoulder dress with chains hanging off the other shoulder and a slit up the left side to her mid-thigh. She had black angel wings and her mask was black leather with Celtic knots drawn all around with silver. Her black hair was done in a ponytail with strands of hair around the base and long-ish bangs off to the right side of her face.

And the worst thing was that Harry looked like he was having fun. I mean really having fun. There was even flirting. I looked around, trying to see if I could "accidentally" bump into them and ruin their conversation. I had to move or else he would surely notice me because I must have been standing there for awhile.

I finally found a place where I could come from and make it look like an accident. I started to make my way over when I saw them head outside.

'Shit,' I thought. I was losing him.

I followed quickly, making sure to stay out of Harry's line of vision the whole time. What I didn't see at the time was a group following me (I had been too concentrated on getting to Harry).

When they got outside, they stopped to take in the beauty of the evening. Snow had just fallen and the moon was shining giving everything a mysterious appearance.

I heard the mystery girl say something about how beautiful it was. Then I heard Harry say, "Not as beautiful as you, Catherine."

I heard her laugh and thank him for the compliment. Then she said, "And please, Harry, call me Cat."

"Alright, Cat," he replied, trying out the new name on his lips.

After that they just talked for awhile about little things, but I was too shocked to do anything. Harry was starting to move on, and it was with some tramp that he'd only known for what, an hour or so.

I was thrown out of my pity party when they started to kiss. I was furious, and I was about to put an end to the absurd scene going on in front of me when a pair of strong hands grabbed me from behind. When I turned my head I saw a man in a plain, black mask holding me back. Then another man walked up beside me wearing a mask that looked like a dragon's head.

"Ah ah ah, little Weaslebee," he said quietly. "You don't want to miss this."

When he said that I realized that this whole evening had been a trap for Harry, and that this was Draco and his group. And by the process of elimination, the girl had to be Hermione.

I looked back at Harry when I heard a gasp.

To my surprise (and horror) Hermione had her fangs sunk deeply into Harry's jugular. I tried to call for help, but I was silenced.

After a minute or so, Dumbledore came out and saw what was going on. He said some spell that I couldn't make out and Hermione went flying back about ten feet. Harry collapsed and I was allowed to rush to his aid. He was still alive, but barely.

I looked at Hermione, who was standing by now. The curse had hardly done anything to her. By this time, the whole school was watching what was going on, be it through windows, the doors, or bushes. Hermione growled at Dumbledore, looking incredibly menacing because she had blood trickling from the right corner of her mouth. Harry's blood. Draco walked up to her and licked it off of her, earning him a kiss.

"Mmm," he said. "The blood of a hero. Tastes good."

"You have no idea," Hermione purred. "And I can't wait for more."

"You'll never get a chance, you whore!" I screamed at her.

She looked at me and glared. I was scared already and was regretting ever opening my big mouth.

"And what do you plan to do to stop me?" she asked.

I wanted to answer. I did, but I had nothing.

"Exactly," Hermione laughed. She walked away, her group following her. The students looked at her in awe as she walked pass them. Some, from what I could tell, looked at her in respect, while others looked at her in fear. But whether in fear or respect, they all moved aside when she walked by. When they got to the doors of the Grand Hall, they were stopped by Professor McGonagall, Hagrid, and Madam Hooch. Snape was there too, but I think he was waiting for them. Both Draco and Hermione growled and they stepped aside. A smirking Snape went with them.

Dumbledore picked up Harry, a grave look in his eyes, and said, "We need to get him to the hospital wing as soon as possible."

A/N: Hey everybody! Hope you liked Chapter 7. I need to move it along, I think. Please review! I want more then last time. PLEASE! At least I got this chapter up faster than last time. This is better then a couple of months. Haha. I'll try to get Chapter 8 up ASAP. Well. Till next time kiddies! "Brought to you from the Department of Redundancy Department."