Chapter Thirteen
The Aftermath
Word of Trelawneys' untimely demise traveled though the school in a matter of hours. Dinner was very subdued. Those who did talk only spoke on one topic. Questions of what happened and why. Many wondered if the late Divination professor's predictions maybe true. After all, it did seem that she predicted her own death. Some people were still doubtful though; it was no secret that her past visions were not all too accurate to put it kindly. Everyone dealt with it in his or her own way, some huddled in tight groups afraid to go around alone. While others sat alone to cry or think. A few just tried to put on a brave face and not show any emotion, although most of them failed miserably. Many students kept to their rooms to process, so it was not unusual to not see someone all weekend. Dumbledore made it clear to everyone to leave those who wanted to be alone in peace, sure that they would emerge if they wanted company. All the teachers were offered out as support if anyone wanted to talk to them or needed a shoulder. They were also advised that Madam Pomfrey would give out sleeping drafts to those who needed them. Draco used this opportunity to his advantage. Coming up behind Ginny in an empty hallway, wrapping his arm around her waist, pressing his body to hers. Leaning forward he whispers in her ear.
"I expect you to spend this weekend in my room, I have plans for you. You have one hour to get there or I will come get you. Don't be getting any ideas, Crabbe and Goyle know my plan and they will do my dirty work for me. You don't need to bring anything with you, that includes your wand." He reached around with his other hand and redrew the heart on her chest. Ginny shivered into him, hating him with all her soul. Tears rolled down her cheeks, she nodded silently. Draco released her, smacking her ass as she took off.
Far away in another part of the castle, a lone figure stood in the shadows thoughts running though their head. How dare that crazy woman make such a prediction? Now I must be even more guarded to keep my secret. No one must find out about my past or ciaos will fill my life once more.