Disclaimer: I love the french language. It is soooo beautiful. Just a bit of random info! R/R!
Gallagan was tired of waiting. He wanted his revenge. Weasley had killed his brother and now… he wanted to destroy Weasley. They only way that would work though, was if they could get that stupid Mudblood. Gallagan turned to the bleeding redhead in the corner. She'd been silent for the past hour and Gallagan was wondering what Parkinson/Malfoy was going to do with her. Just then Pansy entered. She came over to him and glared at the crumpled heap in the corner.
"Is she awake?" she asked. Gallagan shrugged.
"She was five minutes ago." Pansy was silent for a moment then turned to him.
"Well wake her up." Gallagan took out his wand and pointed it at her.
"Crucio!" Gabriel woke screaming. Her wounds seemed to be on fire as the man held the curse. Finally, he mercifully backed off and Gabriel opened her eyes painfully to see two figures standing there. She turned away, nursing her wounds.
"Don't turn away from me," Pansy said and grabbed the woman and spun her around furiously. Gabriel yelped in pain from the gash on her arm and pulled away, glaring at the raven headed woman. Once satisfied that she was paying attention, Pansy glided back to Gallagan.
"I want you to tell her what I'm saying." Gallagan nodded. "Tell her that if she wants to live she ought to start behaving."
"Si vous voulez vivre, commencer à se comporter," Gallagan translated. In response, Gabriel spit at Pansy's feet.
"Je ne suis pas votre domestique." She hissed.
"What did she say?" Pansy asked, keeping her eye on the woman.
"She said that she's not your slave." Pansy smiled.
"If you want to act like a bitch then I can just kill you."
"Si vous voulez agir comme une chienne puis je peux juste vous tuer." Gallagan translated. Gabriel was silent for a moment.
"N'êtes-vous pas épouse de Draco Malfoy ?" Gallagan turned to Pansy.
"She wants to know if you're Malfoy's wife." Pansy raised an eyebrow.
"Ask her why she asks."
"Pourquoi?" Gabriel smiled.
"Puisqu'une fois que vous êtes dans Azkaban, il aimerait partager une cellule avec toi." Because once you're in Azkaban, he'd love to share a cell with you. Gallagan didn't bother translating. Once Pansy had heard Azkaban she got the basic gist of what was being said.
"Gallagan, tell this skank that if she threatens me again that I'll have her pretty little fingers cut of and then have her eat them."
"Si vous dites n'importe quoi de pareil encore, je couperai vos doigts et te les alimenterai." Gabriel didn't seem to care or to even be listening. She leaned over and for a minute they couldn't see what she was doing. When she sat back up her face was covered in blood. She leaned back slightly and then spit. Blood came hurdling from her mouth and hit Pansy's dress. Gabriel gave a bloodied smiled. Gallagan however wasn't smiling. He rushed her and kicked her with the large boots he was wearing. Pansy glowered at the battered woman.
"For that, I'll make sure you never see that Weasley from the restaurant again!" She motioned for Gallagan. When he came over she leaned into him. "I want you to go to Hogsmeade."
"Hogsmeade?" Pansy nodded. "Why?" She smiled.
"Granger will be there. Trust me. Be at the Shrieking Shack. She'll be waiting for you."
Hermione was having a bad dream. In it she was running down a dark corridor where she couldn't see the end. As she ran, large snakes were popping out of holes in the wall and chasing her. She was running for a while down the never ending hall when behind her she heard a large explosion and then the whole hall shook from the impact. To her surprised she turned around and stopped to see what happened, even though she knew that there were snakes chasing her. She heard something hiss and then she screamed. The Basilisk. She whirled around and continued to run, the horror gaining on her.
She could feel the things breath on her back when her body turned and opened a door. The seen changed completely. This one felt real. She was in the woods and it was raining. She looked behind her and found that the door was gone. She paused. Had she woken up?
No. She couldn't be awake. Then why could she feel the rain. She began to walk and then stopped in realization. This was the Forbidden Forest. As she walked she could hear the thunder and lightning and see it. Why am I here? She entered a clearing and looked around. The Shrieking Shack. Why was she here? Were her dreams taking her back to a lost memory or was her subconscious playing games with her? By this time she had a feeling she was soaked. The t-shirt and pajama pants she was wearing were plastered to her and her hair was sticking to her neck. She walked up to the fence and gazed at the gloomy building. It hadn't changed since they had graduated. She hadn't been here since.
She began to wonder wither or not she was dreaming. She had just come from a corridor of snakes and stepped into a stormy forest. What is going on? She was about to go towards the direction of Hogsmeade when something grabbed her and pulled her away into the woods. She struggled but the person behind her was much stronger. Who ever it was dragged her up to a tree. She wrestled against the person and was able to get free. She whirled around to face the attacker.
What?
There was no one there. She twisted around and still no one. She began to run for Hogsmeade when someone grabbed her arm. She looked at the arm and saw no one. She tried to scream but nothing came out. Her vocal cords weren't working. (Don't you hate it when you try to say something in a dream and you can't?) Hermione tried to pull away and scream but it didn't work. Something had a hold on her but she couldn't see it. Why wasn't any one here? The storm raged on as she fought the invisible assailant. That's when she saw it. Lightning went of and the whole forest was illuminated and for one second Hermione saw a dark figure, holding her. Then it went dark again except for the distant flashes. The figure disappeared. Hermione screamed. When the lightning came again the dark figure was gone. In its place was the whitest skeleton Hermione had ever seen. Its eternal grin mocking her as it tugged her. It was gone just as quickly as it had come. Hermione tugged away and fell into a thorn bush. The pain came but she still couldn't scream. The attacker grabbed her and though she couldn't see it, she felt something pressing against her face. Something nasty entered her senses and then it all went black.
Ginny had been in her office when the news reached her.
Hermione's missing?
When had she not heard those words before? It seemed Hermione was notorious for disappearing. But this time it was serious. Harry had come barging in, gasping for air when he told her. Now Ginny was in the middle of the Burrow's living room with the Grangers, her family and Tucker. Tucker had gone to her flat to find the door open and Hermione gone. He had told them that she hadn't taken her cloak and that the neighbor's had said that they saw her. She had been running from something.
"Where could she possibly be?" Bill asked. They were all silent for a while. Ginny looked over at Ron who was staring into the fire. She spoke up.
"You think she's hallucinating don't you, Ron?" Everyone looked over to him. He looked up and then nodded slowly.
"Malfoy said that she would continue to hallucinate." Harry frowned.
"Pansy Malfoy?" Ron nodded. Tucker grabbed him.
"Why didn't you say anything?" he roared. Ignoring the question, Ron asked him something else.
"Did the neighbors say what direction she headed in?" Tucker let him go and shook his head.
"No… they said she disapparated halfway down the street, before they could get to her. Said she stopped, turned around and stared at them for a moment when they came out of the building. Said she looked scared when she saw them. She began to run again and then half way down the street, she turned into the closed bakery, tried to yank it open and then disapparated." They all looked confused.
"Did she say anything to them?" A distraught Mrs. Granger asked. Tucker shook his head. Harry looked at Ron.
"Didn't you say she saw memories? Forgotten memories?" Ron nodded slowly. He looked outside into the rain. He squinted and then ran to the window and opened it. In flew an exhausted owl. It handed Ron a black letter and then flew back out the window. Ron opened it. He silently read it and then looked up at Harry.
"Get some help." Mr. Granger stood up.
"What happened?" He asked. Ron turned to him.
"Pansy has Hermione."
A/N: Things just keep getting worse don't they. I hope you liked it! I love to think of Gabriel as the toughest girl I've ever seen. She's threatened with the removement of her fingers and death and all she does is spit blood. Girl POWER!
Padfoot-equals-lurve: HA HA HA! I know i'm evil!
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fanficmania101: Your favorite character is about to be tested!
LucyKevinfan: You know how Hermione is! She has her pride and Ron has his!
connieewing: You must keep the faith!
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crazyforHP9: I don't like him either. I'm thinking about killing him off...jk...(or am I)...(creepy music playing in the backround as author laughs evily)
CHAPTER TEASE:
"What are you going to do?"
"I'm going to make you suffer."
"If you hurt her..." Gallagan smiled.
"Don't worry. I won't kill her until after..."
"Until after what?"
"You'll see..." Gallagan raised his wand and-----
HA HA HA! I'll just leave you at that!