Disclaimer- And so the little girl, Aisu-Kurimu-Yummeh, continues to pray that the next time she wakes up, she'll be J.K Rowling.

Note from the author: Hehe, I like being creative in my disclaimers, makes me feel unique instead of those "I don't own Harry Potter." I mean, you could make it a bit humorous with, "I don't own Harry Potter, and don't kill me." Or "I don't own Harry Potter and if you wish to sue me then I'll give you my sock." Somewhere around those places I guess. Anyways, reviews are precious to me but there are not a lot of them these days. I wonder why? Oh well, it doesn't really matter. All I want to know is if they liked it or if they wanted me to fix something up a bit. Anyways, go on with the story!

Fleurs de les Secrète Lunes

Aisu-Kurimu-Yummeh

Chapter Six: I'm Not Afraid To Die, As Long As I Kill You First.

'I really would've liked to stay.' Draco thought in his head, then stopped and shook his head, 'What am I thinking?! She's a mudblood!'

He felt his forehead, "Am I sick or something?"

"Drakey!" Pansy pounced on him.

"Ugh! Parkinson, get off of me!" Draco yelled pushed her off.

"Why do you always turn me away, Drakey? I know you like me." She smirked in what she calls 'seductive' and what he calls disgusting.

"Okay Pansy, I like you as a FRIEND type. Not that way I like other women." He stood up and brushed off the dust, "Now come on and help us save the Weaslette!"

Pansy wrinkled her nose, "Wait what? You want me to save her? Are you sick, Draco Malfoy?"

"Look, Blaise is supposedly in 'love' with her and—"

"That's just disgusting." Pansy snorted.

"Yes, but he needs our help and—"

"Fine. Whatever, let's get this over with." Pansy and Draco walked to the last carriage.

With Hermione…

"Now you just relax Ms. Granger, I'll come back in a few minutes." The nurse smiled and left the room.

Hermione sighed and took out her cd player.

He wears his heart safety pinned to his backpack
His backpack is all that he knows
Shot down by strangers
Since glances can cripple
The heart and devour the soul

Images began playing in her head.

'Hey mommy, where's my daddy? Everyday, there are girls playing in the playground and their daddies pick them up. Where's mine?' the young Isabella asked her young mother.

'You don't have a father, honey. He left us when I was pregnant with you.' Angelique answered hugging her.

'Why?' she asked.

'Honestly, Isa, I have no idea.' Angelique sighed.

All alone he turns to stone
While holding his breath half to death
Terrified of what's inside you
To save his life
He crawls like a worm from a bird
Crawls like a worm from a bird

'Hey, mom?' the six year old Isabella asked her mother.

'What is it honey?' Angelique asked looking out the window.

'What's his name?' Isabella asked.

'Whose name, sweetie?' Angelique turned to her.

'The man who impregnated you and just left you to dust.' Isabella said harshly.

'You mean your father?' Angelique asked.

'I guess. You said I don't have a father.' Isabella snorted.

'Honey, look. What I meant is that you don't have one with us.' Angelique said softly.

'What's his name? I want to make him pay.' Isabella sneered.

'His name is…'

Out of his mind
The weight pushes him whispering
Must have been out of his mind
Mid-day to losing
Stop pushing this out of his head
Maybe out of his mind
Out of his mind

Isabella sighed as she entered the corner store, how could her mother be so naïve?

'Sir Henry Gingham, prince of England. I am a damned princess.' She snorted accidentally knocking into someone.

'Oh my Lord, I am so sorry.' The girl in front of her apologized.

'No I'm sorry. I wasn't looking.' Isabella looked into the eyes of the girl.

This girl, this strange girl.

Who is she?

'I'm Katerina Inocencia Flordeluna.' She held out her hand.

Isabella stared at it and then shook it smiling, 'Isabella Desiree Lé Trix.'

All alone he turns to stone
While holding his breath half to death
Terrified of whats inside
To save his life
He crawls like a worm
Crawls like a worm from a bird
(Crawls like a worm from a bird)
(Crawls like a worm from a bird)
(Crawls like a worm)
(Crawls like a worm from a bird)

'You… you're my…' Isabella whispered as her mother nodded.

'Madre, how can this be?!' Katerina looked at Anastacia.

'Your… your father's first child and first wife. Rina, your father left her for me.' Anastacia said ashamed.

'Please don't have any bad thoughts about me or my family, ' she whispered, 'We aren't like one of those broads that go after married men. I didn't even know that he was—'

'Anastacia, you look, sound, and seem not like one of those broads at all. You seem very respectable, and as the duchess of Spain I can see that.' Angelique smiled.

'I can see why they praise the duchess of France, your kindness is too much.' Anastacia smiled blinking back tears.

How he knows
If he can't believe and it grows
And so it goes
He crawls like a worm
Crawls like a worm from a bird

Out of his mind
The weight pushes him whispering
Must have been out of his mind

'Mother! We're back!' Katerina and Isabella opened the door.

'What the…' they gasped seeing everything broken.

'Mom? Mom!' Isabella screamed finding her dead body on the stairs.

'Madre… how did this?!' Katerina sobbed on her mother's cold chest.

'So you're the two damned princesses, huh?' a voice snarled, 'I will see to it that you two are disposed of.'

Katerina glared, 'Who are you?!'

'You don't need to know.' The man grinned sadistically holding up his wand.

Isabella held Katerina closely.

Katerina just stared at the man.

'Avada—'

'It can't end like this…' Isabella whispered and then stood up bravely, her eyes turning into a dark amber, 'I will avenge my mother!'

'What is this?!' the man screamed.

Isabella held out her hand, 'Die!'

All alone he turns to stone
While holding his breath half to death
Terrified of what's inside you
To save his life
He crawls like a worm from a bird

All alone
He's holding his breath half to death
(Holding his breath half to death)
Terrified
To save his life
He crawls like a worm
(Crawls like a worm)
Crawls like a worm from a bird
Crawls like a worm from a bird
Crawls like a worm from a bird
Crawls like a worm
Crawls like a worm
Crawls like a worm from a bird

With Draco and the others…

"Dammit!" Draco growled kicking the door open, "Nothing again!"

"Right there!" Blaise pointed to the very last door.

"Damn it!" the woman whispered, "The first child isn't here! She's the one we need the most!"

"We'll escape then. We'll get to her in Hogwarts." The man sneered.

"Okay then." The woman whispered and the two escaped.

"Ginny!" Ron and Harry yelled as the saw Ginny sitting down tied up.

Blaise pushed them aside and looked at her, "I'm so sorry. I didn't mean to say that, I'm so sorry." He whispered.

Ginny looked at him and muttered something, "Mmhmhmh…"

Blaise took off the rope that stopped her from talking and she looked at him, "I hate you."

Haha, wow. Did any of you expect that last part? I was a bit wary of that myself. anyway, review! Btw, I don't own the song. It's The Bird and the Worm by The Used. I love it.