A/N: Okay! My brain is slow and stupid so I had to … work out some issues with it. . (I also had a request for fluff so I will add that in it as well)

Chapter 24 – Portkeys

Amy snuck behind a corner and watched while other students go up and down the corridors. It was a regular weekend for the students at Hogwarts so there was no suspecting of any kind. She saw Ginny walk along and stood in front. She caught her wrist.

"Who are you?" Ginny asks suspiciously. She gave a tug to try and be released. She was surprised at her strength of the dark-haired girl.

"My name doesn't matter," Amy muttered toward her. She took out her wand along with a golden key and enchanted it.

"Where are you taking me?" Ginny cried out a bit, tugging again.

"It's too late now," Amy said, letting go of her hand and Ginny disappeared out of sight.

A few minutes later, Amy saw Hermione walking down with Quincy. They were chatting.

"You're an oracle right?" Hermione said. "What do you think of it?" She had told Quincy about what Trelawney had said to her.

"Shh.." Quincy said, "Not too loud about the oracle thing would you?"

"Sorry,' Hermione apologized.

"Well….you said that some part of it is true right?" Quincy continued on, "I mean…lately, I too, have had a feeling around that there is someone who doesn't…belong."

Amy seized her chance and came up to them. "Hi guys!" she greeted.

"Stay away," Quincy warned Hermione. She squinted at Amy.

"I don't have anything to do, want to just…hang out?" she suggested. 'Just get this over with' the voice in her mind told her but she pushed it away.

She mumbled the enchantment under her breath.

"Excuse me?" Quincy said.

"Nothing," Amy said and handed them the keys. "Have a fun trip!"

"What in the world –" but Hermione's voice was swept off by the portkey

Harry had passed by after and said. "What kind of trick are you trying to pull here Amy?"

She smirked slightly and pressed herself close to Harry.

"I'm sorry Amy; I don't have time to play around," he said, turning a deep shade of pink.

"Aw… that's a shame," she said sadly. She walked away, muttering the spell under her breath and dropped it onto the floor quickly. Harry noticed it and picked it up.

"Amy! I think you dropped something," he called out. She just turned and waved. "What are you doing –" he started but the wind of the key had carried him off.

She sat back in her corner and saw the red haired boy running toward her. Quickly, she enchanted one of the two keys left and threw it onto the floor.

"Ha-ha!" Ron laughed. "They think they can tell me what to do! No way!" he talked to himself. He turned back to look that noone was following him and laughed once more.

His feet had met the keys and he tripped. He scratched his head. "Arg…who in Merlin would put a stupid key on the floor –" he started saying.

"Easiest one yet," Amy mumbled to herself.

She got up, clutching the one remaining key in her hand tightly. She walked off, ignoring any greeting of anyone. Her eyes were fixed on a door that had a knight on it. She knocked on it with great force with the other hand that was free.

(A/N: Okay…I think that was really rushed but … yeah)

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Draco was sitting on his bed, he was drifting off into a light dream and thought of Hermione.

"Mmm…" he murmured in slight satisfaction. He had imagined them together when they had educated talks by the fire or laughed at their silly jokes. His head was spinning and he was just about to collapse from the strong emotions when there was a bang at the door.

Malfoy jerked up suddenly and opened it. "Amy," he replied. "What are you doing here?"

Amy shrugged and invited herself in. As she did, she said, "You need to be in your place right now Malfoy, the time has come,"

"What are you talking about?" he asked in confusion. He stepped back a bit.

"You know what I'm talking about," she snapped. "You don't have to act so stupid about it. Your father sent me here," she said, folding her arms.

"What?" Draco asked dumbly.

"You are pathetic! You need to get your Dark Mark right now,"

"What? Right now?" Panic had arisen. "Why now? And since when have you been on the Dark side?"

"Why are you asking me so many bloody questions! Can't you just take the hint and go? I've got a portkey ready," She held out the golden key. It sparkled but to Draco, it seemed like a death wish. He looked at her eyes and saw that it wasn't normal. He shook her.

"Amy! Amy you've got to snap out of it you hear? Don't give in!" he cried out, shaking her furiously with his force.

"What!" she cried out. She seemed to be struggling from the inside.

She finally breathed out a long sigh and started crying softly. "I'm so sorry…" she whispered.

"Its okay Am….you was under an unforgivable curse," he said, patting her back gently.

(A/N: You guys are reading this with a British accent right?)

"No…even so, I shouldn't have done it …. I've done it now haven't it?" she said, wiping away the tears.

"What did you do but threaten me?" Draco said.

"I had more Draco! I heard the voices command me! Me!" Amy shrieked. She started rocking herself.

"More of what?" He asked. 'What is she talking about?' he thought to himself.

"Portkeys! I had six of 'em," she cried out. "I had to … I did… I let them in!" she sobbed.

"Who's them,"

"Ginny…Ron…Harry, Quincy, all of them!" she cried.

"Hermione too?" Draco said.

Amy nodded, tears trickling down. Malfoy squinted and punched the bed.

"I didn't know what was happening and all of a sudden I was me anymore any," Amy rambled and sputtered, tears coming down drastically.

After a moment of thinking Malfoy said, "Take me there,"

Amy stood there in shock. "What?"

"Take me there!"

"You can't go there! You'll die!"

"I know that Amy!" Draco said irritably, "Now take me there! Quickly, enchant the key! Or … whatever you do. I have to be there,"

Amy mumbled something and let it to the floor.

"Well?" Draco asked.

"Yes…it's ready. Please be oh so careful,"

Draco nodded and asked, "Is there a return key over there?"

"I don't know."

"Alright then," he said acceptingly and took the key. His last thought was: Hermione

Amy was left there standing alone as she has just witnessed 6 people being sent to their doom.

"I need to tell Dumbledore," she said and walked out of the room abruptly.

A/N: Okay…so it was a very bad chapter because I rushed it. But I just had so many thoughts that I needed to spurt them all out and ….it was like trying to find a d in a box of b's. Please review. So far, the most I've gotten is 11 reviews for each chapter so I'm hoping for 12. -crosses fingers-