Author's note: Again, short, but so what else is new, right? I am getting severe writer's block. Help! Any ideas or suggestions are welcome. I know where I want to go, but getting there is a hassle, so I wanted to put other problems in the lives of Draco, Hermione, Ron, Harry, Ginny, Luna, etc. to make the who 'Danica Is Missing' problem harder. So any ideas will be loved to pieces.
When Hermione appear without Danica, and with a very angry Draco I know something was wrong. I usher them in, sit them down at the kitchen table. I offer them tea, but they refuse. "I had enough tea already," she tells me. "Any more and I'm going to be sick. I know it."
I smile knowing the feeling. "What happened?"
Hermione meets my eyes and I know she doesn't want to talk about it, but since I asked she will tell me. "Danica. She's gone. Lucius...Lucius took her."
Hermione relays to me the whole sorted mess. She explains to me that Lucius is still alive, despite thoughts to the contrary. She tells me he took Danica and now all they can to it wait for her to come back.
I want to hug her, but I don't know how she would receive it. All I can think about was how I would feel if it were one of my children that were missing. It would tear me apart. I would want to kill. I am sure Hermione feels the same way.
She must be ready to kill, but she doesn't show it. She just sits at my table, her hands folded in her lap.
Draco is steaming next to her. "Do either of you want anything?" I ask. I feel I need to do something, but I'm not sure what I can do.
Hermione merely shakes her head.
"No, I don't want anything. Nothing you can give me," Draco tells me. He glances around the kitchen. "Where did Potter disappear to?"
"Went to visit Remus," I tell him. "Um, Professor Lupin."
Draco scowls. "I know who you meant, thank you very much. I'm not stupid." He scoffs. "Perfect time for the perfect Potter to be gone. Just when his best mate needs him."
Hermione sighs. "Harry couldn't have known, Draco. I'm not angry at him, so you shouldn't be."
"That famous Harry Potter couldn't tell that his friend's child was about to go missing? Not so amazing after all, is he?"
Hermione glances at me, and I see something in her eyes that no one in her position should be feeling. She has an apology in her eyes. "I'm sorry about him," she tells me. "He's just upset. We both are."
"Damn right I'm upset," Draco says. "But it doesn't mean what I'm saying isn't true."
Hermione sighs. "Draco, please."
"Hermione, you know I'm right. All the hype about him was just that. Hype. He's not so special after all."
"Draco, please stop."
I bite my lip. Normally I would be angry, but Hermione was right. Draco was just angry and taking it out on anyone who was convenient.
Unfortunately that happens to be my husband, but I suppose I should be use to Draco's hatred of Harry.
Some things I guess you never get use to.
"If he was really that special," Draco continues. "He would have been able to tell that something was about to happen. I mean, they say he's supposed to kill Vol...well, You-Know- Who, and he can't even figure out that a little girl he knows well is about to vanish. How is that supposed to work?"
"The world isn't perfect," Hermione tells her. "And Harry isn't a Seer."
He scoffs. "Oh, no, certainly not. That would be too lowly for the Great Harry Potter."
"Please, Draco, just stop. This isn't Harry's fault and you know it. It's no one's fault. It just...it's a horrible thing that happened."
I clear my throat. "Please, lets all just calm down. I can only imagine how much you're hurting right now, but hurting each other and others isn't going to bring Danica back, right?"
Draco casts me a less than friendly look. "You know nothing about it."
I sigh, picking up the last of the lunch dishes off of the table. "Maybe not, but I can sympathize." I stand up and cast him an equally unfriendly glance. "If my worrying isn't good enough for you, I'm sorry, but getting angry at me won't change anything. You should know that."
I make my way over to the sink when a pain rips through my stomach. I stumble, dropping one of the plates.
A chair slides out from the table. "Ginny?" Hermione moves towards me. "Are you okay?"
I try to answer her but the pain is blinding. The plates slip out of my hands and fall to the floor. The sound of them breaking is hollow and cold. I grab my abdomen and lean over. Breathing becomes more and more of a hassle.
"Ginny?"
Draco is standing up now as well.
Another pain rips through me, and then the world turns black.
No, Ginny will not die. I promise. I was thinking of making this only like 40 chapters and then making a sequel where the Danica thing is resolved, but what does every one think about that?
Also I am planning on writing another Draco/Hermione story, but any suggestions on what it should be like are welcome.
