Halloween Morning

Bright rays of sunlight shone through the pink blossoms of the cherry trees causing dazzling patches of light to show in the trees' shadows. The ground was covered with pale pink petals and the sweet aroma of the flowers spreadthrough the air.

His eyes fell upon the girl. She stared into distance, spacing out. She might have being lost in the woods. She looked as if she belonged amidst this flower forest. She stood admiring blossoms by a crystal clear stream under purple branches. The colorful stones decorated the bottom of the stream.

He froze in enchantment for she was the most pretty girl he had ever seeing. She softly giggled as she noticed him stare at her. The wind gently blew her hair out about her, and her eyes glistened with the sunlight.

Her smile was innocent and pure.

Draco made a step towards her. He held out his hand and reached out to her, but she shivered and stepped back, her eyes bewildered with fear. He tried to take another step, desperate to show that he meant no harm, but this time she turned around, her long blonde hair swung behind her and she ran as fast as nature allowed her.

The splashes sounded as she ran across the stream bare feet. But now she stood on the other side. It was as if a boarder was drawn between them. He on one side the she on the another side. It was as if they were meant to live in different worlds, never co-existing together. She looked at him for few seconds and then she turned around to blossoms and started making a blower bouquet, as if nothing happened. Draco made a step toward the stream but suddenly her head turned toward him. Her eyes confused in question. He made another step and this time she turned around and ran hard and fast away.

"Wait!" He shouted to her She didn't look back nor did she slow down. The girl was so close but now she is so far. His words faded with her as she disappeared between spring woods from his eyesight. He couldn't reach out to her anymore. It seems to Draco that they dwelt in two different worlds…

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Clear skies and cold mornings just go together. And this one was especially cold and clear. The late leaves were covered with small crystal icelinings. The sun slowly made its way upon its casual routine of every morning.

Hogwarts Castle woke up breathing to the first signs of winter. With Halloween decorations, the Great Hall stood in glamour. Already the delicious scent of today's special courses stretched all throughout the castle.

But the smell didn't penetrate the thick cold walls of silent and unchangeable dungeons. Chilly darkness settles over the home of Slytherin students and in their hearts. Most of them already got up, ready for another day but blonde youth still slept soundly in boy's dormitory year 7. But his dream was about to be interrupted.

"Ouch," Draco groaned and rubbed his sore head. Something sharp had prodded him painfully. Still barely awake and feeling grumpy he was ready to snap at the intruder of his dream. But as he opened his eyes he found himself alone in the dormitory.

But a train of thoughts carried him far away from Slytherin dormitory. Did I dream of loony Luna Lovegood Why the hell did I fantasies her so beautiful. Was she nude? She had quite large…

"Shuu, scram!" he said angrily at the owl and it flew a little higher with an irritated hoot and then got back down again. Feeling testy, Draco threw the nearest book, probably Goyle's, at it, and finally with haughty chirichiri it dropped the parcel and settled down on furthest bed from Malfoy. It took a while for him to realize what happened. He reached out to the packet next to him. A tawny owl looked down at him, making sure her deliver got to the one it was meant for, and flew into the vent.

Draco examined the package curiously. He tore apart the silver wrapping paper and found freshly baked cookies in the shape of pumpkins and bats. Maybe I'll try them out later, he thought, as he stood up and got dressed quickly.

The common room somehow was also deserted. He knew well he wasn't part of Slytherin in group anymore. But he didn't care, he was a loner. They bugged him with their gossips anyway. He couldn't stand them. They were all talk, but as real danger would come they'll be hiding in ditches or begging for their lives. All their promises were useless. He was just the same way, but strangely it made him sick. He made his way into the Great Hall, ready for some satisfying breakfast. A train of thoughts carried him far. Did I dream of loony Lovegood Why the hell did I fantasies her so beautiful. Was she nude? She had quite large…

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Crabbe and Goyle entered the Dormitory after having breakfast to see if Malfoy was finally got up. But they came to discover empty bed. Apparently Malfoy ran off without them.

"Look," Goyle pointed dumbly at the opened bag of candy lying on Malfoy's bed.

"Sweets," Crabbe said slowly, as he reached for them.

Goyle's eyes widened. He couldn't imagine what Malfoy would do to them if he finds out they touched his stuff. "No," he simply said.

"Come on, he burns those anyway," his mate replied. He reached out, but clumsily he shifted the blanket on the bed.

"You're an ass," Goyle growled. But Crabbe unwrapped one candy, and gave it to Goyle. He unsurely took it. Crabbe held the other candy in front of him. The dark chocolate looked so good. But as they heard a door open, they both looked panicking at each other. Cold sweat ran down their backs. They swallowed the sweets without even chewing. I hope, Malfoy doesn't notice. But he always knows everything we did, without even us having to tell him.

"What do we have here?" They heard a voice coming from their door. To their relief and fear, it wasn't Malfoy. They turned around, and dumbly tried to walk out of the dorm, but the doorway was blocked with Blaise's body.

"Move," Crabbe said in his low voice.

"Your voices are so dumb, they are annoying. Quisilenco," Blaise said. He didn't need to use wand for such a simple spell, but nothing seemed to happen to the cronies of Malfoy, except the fact that they looked even dumber. "Stealing candy from Malfoy, aren't you? How childish. Malfoy will be so angry." Blaise sneered.

He walked over to where the uneven blanket revealed a book underneath. " Lookie, what do we have here? Can it be Malfoy's diary? Hah, DIdn't know he was that big of a sissy. But about you two, don't worry, I won't tell, as long as you follow my rules from now on. I guess that's a yes," his sadistic eyes watched the two, as they couldn't say a word in their defense. Or any words at all. "Now for that sweets…" He walked to the bed and took one.

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Hermione's eyes scanned through the front page of the Daily Prophet. She looked up and scanned the Slytherin table, and muttered "I wonder how Malfoy will react." But she didn't have to wait long. With the usual satisfied expression, Malfoy walked to the Slytherin table.

"Look at the Daily Prophet." Hermione said, his eyes still on the blonde Slytherin boy and passed the newspaper to Ron. Harry was still missing from breakfast this morning, and Hermione was starting to get strange ideas.

"What is it?" Ron asked, surprised that Hermione was willing to share the Prophet today when she usually only let Ron touch it when she is through with it herself.

"A group of ex-death eaters has escaped. Luscious Malfoy is suspected of being their leader. Just read it"

Ron looked through the front page with a bagel still in his mouth. At the bottom it read.

"Mysterious Disappearance Out of Azkaban

Wednesday, October 30th at 3:00am, Azkaban guard discovered that thirteen prisoners were missing. The aurors were summoned at once. The prison cells were searched, but no trace of whereabouts of the prisoners was found. The Dementors failed to notice the absence. In the places of prisoners were left wild boars. It is suspected that a staff of the prison helped the criminals escape.

Lucious Malfoy is believed to be their leader. Last time Eric Munch has seen Lucious Malfoy, Malfoy was unable to connect any words together in answer to any of Munch's questions. But two words that Malfoy repeated quite a lot, noticed Much, were "revenge" and "power". Ministry refuses to give out any more information.

If you see any of these people please contact the ministry immediately:

Alecto Forny, Amycus Forny, Vincent Crabbe Sr., Gregory Goyle Sr., Antonin Dolohov, Eli Jugson, Bellatrix Lestrange, Rabastan Lestrange, Rodolphus Lestrange, Walden Macnair, Lucius Malfoy, Mulciber

For pictures look at page 17"

Ron look up, the half eaten bagel dropped out of his mouth, staring into Hermione's eyes.

"What's this supposed to mean?" he asked in a panicking voice, "They'll be captured in days. Without You-Know-Who they are powerless. Everyone went crazy in Azkaban to try something as reckless as this…right?"

Hermione looked back at the paper and shook her head doubtfully.

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Ally felt desperation as she turned around into another unknown hallway. It wasn't the beginning of the year, and yet she still managed to get lost. It was he first year at Hogwarts. Back at home, she had reputation of being absent minded, but here she was just known as a lost girl. It even became her nick name. As she walked further, she heard a strange noise. Maybe there is someone here. Maybe they can help me.

The door was opened to a classroom; she carefully opened it a little wider and took a peek. Her eyes widened as she saw the scene in the classroom. An older girl with brown hair moaned "Harder," as the guy with black unruly hair turned around and looked straight at her, angrily.

"What the fuck…", but before he finished Ally already was gone. She kept running turning behind the corners. She heard echoes of distant footsteps. Somehow she thought it was her imagination, but her conscience told her the footsteps were real. She finally ran into a small dark closet with brooms. Her heart pounding, she looked down at her feet and kneeled down. The voices got closer until she could make out the words.

"Where's that little weasel, she couldn't have gone far."

"Relax Harry. She's just a kid; she probably didn't even realize what was happening." A feminine voice sounded.

"I can't let it go." Someone named Harry replied. Then she heard the voices distance, till it was absolute silence again. She sat in the closet, silent afraid to walk out. It seemed like hours to her till she had enough courage to stand up and make a step outside.

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NO FRIGGING WAY! OMG! I ACTUALLY FINISHED! unless i get too many angry coments, or not enough review... hope you liked it, soemoen who either read it, or skipped the whole thign for some reason