Lady Darkness: Era Obscurum
J.K. Rowling owns Harry Potter. Last time I checked, my name wasn't J.K. Rowling.
Hope you enjoy this chapter, though it is pretty short. It features Draco and Blaise...though!!
DARK QUEEN is not a real novel, I just made it up because – well, you'll see why in a few chapters.
Dedicated to: Um, you can pick this time!
FIVE
With Every Plan Comes Consequences
By the time we got back, it was very late in the evening. Luckily Harry and Ron hadn't got back from Hogsmeade and were – according to Ginny – snagging Firewhisky from the Three Broomsticks. I snorted softly at that thought; we knew them all too well. I sighed, silently and watched as the Fat Lady's portrait came into view. Ginny and I had decided that we'd wait for Harry and Ron to come back in the Common Room, just to keep an image. Normally, we wouldn't have gotten past the portrait of the Fat Lady, because we didn't know the password, but it didn't help that Ron would comment about how lame and predictable their latest password – Lion's Heart – was.
As soon as we entered the re-made Common Room, I grabbed my latest novel – Dark Queen – and began flipping through the page, the information seeping through my mind. "Dark Queen" was about three sisters – Ayshandra, Mirabella and Katarina – who live in a magical world, where they were raised by an abusive uncle. Then, one day they learn of their true heritage, and slowly become darker and darker. Eventually, the three sisters overthrow the current King and become known as the Dark Queens. It was my favourite novel, mainly because it was horribly evil and very inspiring.
Waving my thoughts away, I focused on the page that I was reading, finding myself immersed into the book...
Mirabella looked like a Goth and Ayshandra watched as she took her place to her right. Waving her dark brunette hair out of her face, a malicious smirk spread across her pale skin and she stood on the staircase balcony, surveying the guests like a Queen addressing her subjects. All the people in the ballroom instantly turned towards the three sisters and Ayshandra smiled coldly. In a way, she did feel like a Queen, only perhaps not so pure.
"Let the ball begin," Ayshandra announced. Instantly the chatter started up, much to the anti-social Katarina's frustration.
Ayshandra strode down towards the bottom of the staircase, with Mirabella right next to her. Katarina took the opportunity to rush to her room and lock herself up, much to Ayshandra's horror. She looked at Mirabella, who was thinking the same thing, because her face was twisted in a sneer. She turned towards Ayshandra and murmured something under her breath, before continuing her descent down the stairs, her dark green ball gown brushing against the cold marble floor.
Shaking her head, Ayshandra followed Mirabella, her own black dress tightening around her green corset. Unlike her two sisters, Katarina had insisted on wearing a bright, preppy red dress. Red was not a popular colour among the other sisters, but Katarina had never been one to fit in with the fiery Mirabella and the dark Ayshandra.
Before she realised it, Ayshandra was at the bottom of the stairs with Mirabella by her side. They were about to make a bee-line for Madame Irina, when two very handsome men strode in front of them. Ayshandra was particularly taken with a very cute blonde with dark blue eyes and porcelain skin, while Mirabella was eyeing a dark haired Italian – whose name, she found out, was Baize Zabari. They were far more attractive than any other men that Ayshandra had come across, not to mention more regal.
The blonde haired boy kissed her hand and asked her if she would like to dance. Ayshandra nodded, her mouth twitching upwards and she showed off a very, very rare smile. Soon, she found herself being whisked off into the arms of the man who later introduced himself as Drago Malloy.
"I'm starting to think this book is stalking me," I murmured. First there was Ayshandra, who was bizarrely like her and her closest sister, the red-head Mirabella, who was as hot-headed as Ginny. Now there was a Drago Malloy and a Baize Zabari, who just happened to resemble Draco Malfoy and Blaise Zabini. What was going to happen next?
Apparently I wasn't going to find out, because the door to the Common Room opened and I was being smacked with kisses.
Every plan has their consequences. Behold consequence one: Being kissed to death by a horrible toad with red hair.
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BREAK-IN INTO AZKABAN!
By Antoinette Taylor
The title says it all – Azkaban has been broken into, freeing the prisoners inside them! The Ministry has been stressing them by pressing all their Aurors into searching for the very dangerous Death Eaters. Most of them freed have either been presumed or confirmed as part of You-Know-Who's Inner Circle, so whoever is responsible must be an uncaptured Death Eater, as far as we know!
I – Antoinette Taylor – managed to get a quick quote from Head of Aurors, Kingsley Shacklebolt.
"Another attack has been led into Azkaban – this time the culprit has freed all the feared Death Eaters in the prison cells!" He said, "This has to be the work of Dark Art, because none of the walls were found broken or even damaged and no harm seemed to have been done to the actual building. It is believed that the Dementors are responsible for the break-in, because all that was left in the crime scene was a Dementor's key and open cells."
It seems that Azkaban is not as protected as it is deemed to be. First the escape of Sirius Black – who is now cleared of all charges – and then the complete ruin of Azkaban...who will the evil-doer free next? The Dementors, according to Azkaban Guards, are to be executed tomorrow. It is known that you can only kill a Dementor with a Phoenix's cry. That is exactly what is planned to happen...
Some of the Death Eaters freed include as followed: Bellatrix Lestrange – killer of over 200 Muggles and Half-Bloods, Confirmed Death Eater and presumed Inner Circle of You-Know-Who. Lucius Malfoy – You-Know-Who's right hand man, Confirmed Death Eater, killer of 192 Muggles and Half-Bloods, as well as 12 Witches and Wizards. Celso Zabini – Confirmed Death Eater, Confirmed as part of the Inner Circle of You-Know-Who, killer of 187 Muggles and Half Bloods. Blaise Zabini – Who is a confirmed Death Eater, Son of Celso Zabini, Presumed Inner Circle of You-Know-Who, killer of 87 Muggles and Half-Bloods as well as murder of ex-Minister...Fudge. Draco Malfoy – Malfoy Jr. is the son of feared Lucius Malfoy, Confirmed Death Eater, presumed Inner Circle of You-Know-Who, killer of 92 Muggles and Half-Bloods as well as murder of the Greatest Wizard – Albus Dumbledore, making him one of the most feared Death Eaters. If a 15-year old can kill the Greatest Wizard in the Century, what else can he do?
Article Continued on Page 24.
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"Oh my god," I cried, masking my face into a mixture of terror and horror. The whole table turned to look at where I was sitting, clutching my copy of the Daily Prophet. Harry turned to me, curiously and I made sure to look as convincing as possible and I shook him by the shoulders, "Harry...t-the news! They're free...B-Bellatrix Lestrange and the Death Eaters are free!"
The goblet in Harry's hand slipped and crashed on the floor, breaking into little shards. As if this was a signal, the whole room broke out in shouts and screeches, as everyone stared fearfully at the newspaper. Ginny and I placed terrified looks on our faces and Ginny paled convincingly. I looked at Harry, making my voice sound as terrified as possible.
"I-I have to go," I stuttered, and flew out of the great sure, making sure everyone saw my hands clasping my face as if I was about to cry. I heard Ginny exit the room as well, and I made a bee-line for Salazar's Quarters. As soon as I got in there, I burst out laughing. My mask dropped and I started choking on my giggles. Ginny smirked and we started laughing again. They were so gullible!
"That...was...so...much...fun!" Ginny wheezed, clutching her stomach.
I giggled and flicked the newspaper between my two fingers and grinned up at Ginny, "I can almost imagine Malfoy's smirk when he reads the part about him!"
"Oh-my-god," Ginny gasped, still on the verge of laughter, "We HAVE to show them this!"
I grinned and pulled out my wand and Ginny immediately stopped laughing and watched me, curiously. I flashed Ginny a smile, before tapping my slick, black wand on my necklace and murmuring, "Draco Malfoy and Blaise Zabini!"
To be honest, I had no idea what I was doing. As far as I was concerned, it was just an eccentric theory of mine.
A theory that worked, surprisingly, because soon a bright green light appeared into our lounge...I had to shield my eyes from the brightness, but as soon as it disappeared, I saw a very confused Blaise Zabini and a startled Draco Malfoy...in a towel.
I stifled a giggles as I saw Draco cross his muscled arms around his hot, tan...I-I mean his chest. Right...I quickly shook my head and transfigured his towel into a dark black top and jeans. He shot me a half-glare half-thankful look, before collapsing onto a sofa, where Blaise was already sitting on.
"What is this place?" Blaise asked, in wonder.
Ginny smiled, flirtatiously, "Oh, our dorm. You'd know it as Salazar's Quarters."
"You live in Salazar's Quarters? The place that is said to be impossible to find...?" Draco shouted, excitedly. After he jumped off the couch and surveyed the room, giddily, he turned back to normal and looked at me in a very Lucius-like manner, "How did you find this place?"
"Those lovely staircases..." I smirked. Ginny giggled, softly and Blaise shot her a – disgusting – charming smile.
"I am so not leaving," Draco muttered and Ginny turned to him, raising her eyebrow. At her glare, he shrugged, "Hey! I don't like being in your Manor with a whole lot of people living right next to you, ok?"
"Like this is going to be any better," I snorted, "Besides, we don't have enough room."
Bad choice Hermione...As soon as the words left my lips, the whole room rumbled, as if it was shifting. I gripped onto the edge of the sofa and gritted my teeth. As soon as the shaking stopped, I blinked my eyes and gaped in shock at the brand new door which was marked "Boys". Ginny, apparently, was as shaken as I was, because she was opening and closing her mouth like the Giant Squid.
She pointed at the room, "T-That's not supposed to happen..."
"Looks like I'm staying here after all, Riddle." Malfoy said, smugly.
I threw my hands up in frustration. The room could not do this to us – it was just plain mean! I couldn't live with Draco Malfoy! I mean, wasn't the room supposed to fulfil our requests...not Malfoys? My eyes widened as I realised what I had said...
Enough room...enough room...Damnit Hermione!
"Come on Mione," Ginny comforted, "It's not that bad...I mean, now we have someone who can keep us company..."
"You just want to flirt with Blaise!" I accused, pointing a finger at the blushing red-head.
Draco was laughing, "Couldn't have said it any better..."
I glared at him, "Shut up, idiot! Urgh! I have to calm down..."
I took in a deep breath. Inhale...Exhale...I repeated that process for five minutes, before collapsing onto the couch once again. I turned to Blaise and Draco, "Fine, you can stay, but the least you can do is go on missions for us...for a start, we need you to go save the Dementors...they are getting executed because they are thought to have broke you guys out."
"As long as they don't kill me," Draco muttered, "Fine, Blaise and I will go and transport them to your manor, Hermione."
"Hermione...?" I asked. I turned around, abruptly to stare at Draco, suspiciously.
The blonde raised an eyebrow and smirked at me, "That is your name, isn't it?"
"Uh...yeah..." I murmured, running a hand through my brown hair, "Um...Draco..."
"And they say we flirt..." Ginny hissed to Blaise.
I chucked a pillow at her.
Consequence number two: Having to share a dorm with both Draco Malfoy and Blaise Zabini...Great.
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All plans have consequences, but if things keep going on like this, I'm going to think we're jinxed. I might just be over-reacting, but I don't think so. Next thing, as soon as I get back to the Great Hall or the Gryffindor Common Room, I just know Harry is going to start pestering me about helping him with uncovering the culprit. I have to deal with that, now, but maybe I could fix it...with the help of my mother...
With every plan comes Consequences...
WITH EVERY PLAN COMES CONSEQUENCES
Sigh, it is a VERY short chapter, I know. Please bear with me, though!
This chapter may have a very OOC Draco, but I had to make them get on first-name basis.
I've got some very juicy chapters up for you, and there is one I'm particularly looking forward to.
Okay, um, well I'm going to post up a POLL below, so please-please answer that!
FashionStarlet, xx
Did Lucius Malfoy know that Ginny and Hermione were Riddles? Nope, he didn't. He just acts all cool-like, because that is how he is. The only time where he shows emotion, is when he is very, very stressed or angry. As you can see, Lucius is very dignified, so he won't go crazy like Bellatrix will if she was given the chance!
POLL:
(Please vote!)
How should Ginny/Harry and Hermione/Ron break up? Maximum two choices – one for each couple...
a) Harry should be constantly pestering Ginny, which makes her mad.
b) Harry should cheat on Ginny.
c) Ron should call Hermione something rude.
d) Ron should get in a fight with Hermione.
e) Ron and Hermione should break up and Ginny should side with Hermione, which causes her and Harry to break up.
f) The girls should break up with the boys. Reason: __________
g) The boys should break up with the girls. Reason: __________
h) Other: ____________
