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Sorry to everyone that this took so long, my computer hasn't been working lately and I have rarely found the time to get on and write when it does work. This chapter is not that short but not that long so I will post a longer one asap. Hope you like this chapter!

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News of the Borderlaire tragedy traveled fast around the school the next day. Everyone knew what happened, how and when. All courtesy of Rita Skeeter who had recently returned to her work as a reporter. Sadly Hermione couldn't threaten her, as she had made Rita promise to do things the right way and only report the truth, and she had reported everything she knew in truth. But that didn't comfort Raju, Louise or Sacha; it hit them hard to see that article posted on the front of every copy of the daily prophet. Everyone had read it all, and they were all continuously glancing over at the triplets sympathetically. Sacha was sitting with Louise and Raju at the Gryffindor table, neither student had said anything for several hours. Louise was just staring down at the paper in front of her. On the font page in large bold letters was 'Voldemort Strikes Again!', under those words was two large pictures one of the small town before he arrived and one of the town after he had left, everything in ruins, houses that hadn't been knocked to the ground were still burning, Bodies everywhere, screaming women and children who managed to make it out of the scene were desperately searching through the thousands of dead bodies, looking for loved ones, hoping that somewhere in there, they were still alive. Just looking at it all made Louise sick. She quickly got up from her seat and without looking back once ran as fast as she could out of the great hall.

She didn't stop running for what seemed like hours. Every time she thought she found somewhere she could just sit and cry, someone showed up. She could have been around people, but the look they gave her when they saw her just made her feel so much worse.

Everyone had pity in their eyes, they all looked like thought they knew what they were going through. But not many people actually did. Only a few people in the whole school had actually experienced true loss, so no ones words meant anything to Louise. She wished someone would just be there for her, just hold her and tell her that they were there, no matter what, like they would do anything to make it ok for her. But she had no one. Most people didn't even know what to say to her anymore. Ron just backed away every time he saw her, like space was the thing she needed now, right now was the time she needed her friends and they just didn't get it. No one did, except Harry; he was the only one who truly knew what they were going through. So then and there Louise decided that Harry was the person she needed to see. Maybe he would be the one to be there for her.

Harry was pretty easy to find. He was just coming out of the great hall with Ron when Louise approached him.

"Harry…um could I talk to you for a second" Louise asked slowly.

"Yeah of course" Harry replied, Ron gave him a agreed nod and walked off.

Harry and Louise walked around Hogwarts looking for somewhere to talk. It seemed harder to find a quiet place now…especially with Harry by her side. After about ten minutes of looking they finally found a deserted classroom on the second floor.

"So how are you feeling?" Harry asked as they entered the classroom.

"Not that great actually" Louise replied sadly.

"I guess that is only natural" Harry said.

"I just wanted to talk to you, I know that you went through something similar with your parents, you're the only one who could ever understand" Louise explained.

"I'm here for you Louise, no matter what, and I'm not the only one" Harry said awkwardly, truth is he didn't really know what she was going through, he couldn't remember his parents, he was just a baby when they died so he didn't go through whatever it was she was going through.

"Yea I know everyone cares about it, but you are the only one who can understand what it feels like" Louise said as Harry shifted uncomfortably in his seat.

"Louise I want to be here for you and help you through this but, I really don't know what you are going through, I can't remember when my parents died, but I've known my whole life that they did die, when I was a kid I didn't really get it" Harry started but was cut off by Louise.

"Get what?" Louise asked.

"Death, I always thought they would come back, that one day they would show up and take me away, but it never happened and I just gave up, I got older and learnt what had happened, well not really what had happened but what I was told supposedly happened, and I just accepted it, I wasn't old enough to grieve for them when they died so I don't know what you are going through, but I promise you I will be here to help you through it" Harry said tearfully.

"Thanks Harry, I'm sorry for bringing this up it must be horrible for you" Louise said apologetically.

"Its ok, misery loves company, you just want someone to understand I get that" Harry said.

"Well if you don't mind I would really like to just stay here for a while, I don't feel like being around everyone, they just stare at me like they don't think I'm looking at them" Louise said.

"Yea I know the feeling" Harry said with a small smile.

A dark cloud of sorrow had surrounded Hogwarts ever since the news of Voldemorts latest attack. Everyone wanted to discuss it but strangely everyone feared the topic. This new cloud of sorrow had affected one person in particular, that person was Draco Malfoy. Even before the news of Voldemorts attack Draco was deeply disturbed by something his father had said to him. He dare not tell anyone the secrets that his father revealed to him, for no matter how much he hated his father Draco still feared him, for everyone fears death. The truth was that Draco knew about the attack on the small village before it even happened. And he couldn't do anything to stop it. Although now he almost wished he had, but doing that would end his life and the life of the one person he loved, Hermione Granger. Yes, Draco Malfoy was once again being held hostage by his father.

Draco rarely stepped out of his room anymore, in fear that Hermione would be there, he couldn't face her anymore, he couldn't face her because he knew something that would devastate her, she would hate him forever if he told her and even longer than forever if he didn't. The secret was that the almighty Harry Potter was going to die, very soon.

Draco had been assured by his father that the Dark Lord had thought of everything this time and there would be no surprises awaiting him. Harry Potter was finally going to die, Draco never thought he could admit it but the thought of a world without Harry Potter seemed dull and pointless. Whilst sulking in his room Draco had realized, that if Harry died then that would mean no one on earth could ever stop Voldemort he would live forever, terrorizing wizards and muggles, he would enslave all of humanity and in a way it would be all Draco's fault, because he was too scared to warn anybody. But even that thought didn't make him tell anyone, because Hermiones life was in danger and he would do anything to protect her, even what his father asked, which was to join the dark lord and help defeat Harry Potter. Yes, as everyone guessed Draco Malfoy would be apart of the greatest war ever seen in the history of the universe, but he would not be on the side everyone thought, he would join the dark lord, help kill Harry Potter and loose Hermione forever, but then at least she would be alive…but for how long?

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