A/n: I just wanted to say that I have the best reviewers in the world! You guys are great, not only for making me feel great, but also for your fantastic ideas! So many of you have helped me make this a better story, and therefore you deserve some credit! Now that my writers block is over, let's get back to the story!

Broken Wings

Chapter 17: Downward Spiral

By: Midnight Walker

Harry rose out of his restless slumber in front of the now extinguished fire. He had stayed there in hopes that Ron would come in from wherever he was. They needed to talk about things that were going on in both of their lives. Ron was still a little upset about Harry dating autumn. Harry would not stop dating her if Ron asked him too. Autumn made him forget about the prophecy and made him feel like a regular teenage boy.

Harry checked his watch, 7:10. Where was he? Harry decided to check the boy's dormitory before going down to breakfast to see if he was there. Harry walked up the stone stairs and was greeted by the snoring of his roommates. He went over to Ron's bed and saw that the bed had not been slept in. Harry hurriedly showered and dressed before heading down to breakfast. If Ron was not there, he would find professor McGonagall and tell her he was missing. As Harry walked into the great hall, there was a limited amount of students there but it was gradually starting to fill up. He took a seat next to a second year girl, named Anastasia. She turned to look at him with blue-brown eyes that seemed to pierce his soul. Her expresso brown hair was streaked with a blue that matched her eyes. Harry quickly turned from her and started on breakfast.

Later on when everyone was seated and eating happily, Ron was still no where to be found. As Harry was about to stand up, the owls soared in with the post and something told Harry to stay. Hedwig landed on his shoulder with a hoot, and stuck her leg out. Harry gave her some bacon before un-tying the Daily Prophet from her outstretched leg. But as he un-rolled the newspaper, all thought left him.

Another Dead! Ronald Weasly Found Dead Outside His Home!

We are sad to report that Ronald Weasly, son of Arthur Weasly head of muggle artifacts, was found dead early this morning. The attack is the work of supposed death eaters. It is obvious that he was indeed tortured before being killed; most likely for information concerning his best friend Harry Potter. How Ron Weasly stumbled upon death eaters is questionable, since he was at Hogwarts. Hogwarts is widely known to be the safest and best school in all of Great Britain, so it is unknown how death eaters got a hold of him. The current headmaster of Hogwarts School of witchcraft and wizardry is Albus Dumbledore. The minister of magic will be making his appearance at the school later today to meet with Albus Dumbledore. Ronald Weasly's funeral will be held this Friday.

Harry starred at the paper disbelieving at what he had just read. Ron dead? Surely there had to be a mistake. But deep in mind Harry knew they were telling the truth. He got up from the table not noticing the many pairs of eyes following him as he left the great hall. Harry kept walking not knowing where he was going just letting his feet carry him to there intended destination. When Harry finally raised his eyes he found himself in front of Gryffindor tower.

"Password?" said the fat lady who was sharing a frame with her friend violet.

"Tummy Button." He said quietly. As the portrait swung open to admit him entrance, Harry clambered through once again in a daze. He ended up in his dormitory. Too many memories were; Harry couldn't handle it. He didn't know why he was here, but he was. Tears rolled down his cheeks and blurred his vision. Harry staggered to the bathroom and slid down the tiled wall. He sobbed quietly for his best friend, his heart aching. He rose and leaned over the sink and spotted a rusty razor. As his heart ached the razor looked so comforting. Harry struggled for what seemed like hours with his bleeding heart. Finally losing the battle, he picked up the razor and rinsed it off. He slid back down the wall and held it above his skin for what seemed like an eternity before he dragged it across his skin.

Harry watched as a thin line of blood bubbled up and spilled over running down his arm. The effect was instantaneous; it felt good. His worries drifted away with the blood now running down his arm and pooling on the while tiled floor. As Harry dragged the now red tipped blade across his skin, he allowed a slow smile to drift across his face. 'Everything will be alright, everything will be just fine…' he thought as he pressed the hem of his robe to his cuts. Harry sat in the bathroom for hours in a depressed daze, many times taking re-opening his barley healed wounds and allowing the blood to spill out once more.

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"Albus you cannot expect me to believe this hogwash, can you?" Fudge yelled his wrinkled face turning red with anger. He hastily twisted his lime green bowler hat in his hands while rocking back and forth on his heels. Cornelius Fudge had some how managed to keep his place as minister even after the department of mysteries incident.

"I don't expect you to, but I hope you will." Albus stated calmly. He truly did not know how Ron weasly was attacked and killed by death eaters. It was a mystery to him as it was to everyone else. "All that I am able to come up with that he must have snuck out into the grounds or to hogsmeade and was ambushed." He said looking the minister in the eye.

"But why would he do such a thing? He must have known it was after curfew or it was dangerous…" he looking into the fire. Albus was seriously starting wonder if the minister was dense in the head.

"That I cannot answer minister. We must assume that is what happened because there is no other way that this could have happened." He said staring into the flickering flames in the fireplace as well. They talked until it was drawing close to lunch and minister left, by floo. As the emerald flames died down and the office was quiet, albus Dumbledore was left to his thoughts as they ran throughout his weary mind.

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"Draco! Draco wait!" a girl with long blonde hair chased after him as he was on his way to the Quidditch pitch. Soon she caught up to him and she smiled at him. "Hey." She said breathlessly.

"Hey autumn." He said continuing his walk to the pitch. It was a brisk November day. The sky was a clear blue and leaves of the trees were lit with fire. Together they walked to the Slytherin side of the stands and sat down. From here they were able to see the forbidden forest, the lake, the rolling hills that surrounded Hogwarts on three sides, and Hogwarts itself. "So, what did you want?" he asked. He knew autumn well; she was up to something.

"I just wanted to talk to you." she said her light brown eyes gazing up at him. If he didn't know better he'd say with those eyes and the way her hair fell down her shoulders and around her face, that she was an innocent 16 year old girl. That was far from the truth.

"So talk." He said coldly. Since Ron's death he had been acting a little odd; he felt regret for his actions. That was dangerous. Since he was a death eater, feelings were a sure sign of death.

"Well I just wanted to say I missed what we had." She said sliding closer to him. He refused to look at her; if he did he would give into her, and do exactly what she wanted.

"Keyword autumn, had." He said looking around the stands and avoiding looking at her. She let out a small laugh and stood. Draco thought she was leaving, until he felt her straddle him. She grabbed the side of his face and his sliver eyes found her light brown ones. She leaned down and kissed him, her lips softly touching his.

He responded by kissing her lips hungrily. His hands glided down her familiar curves and took off her cloak. Before they knew they were furiously ripping off the other's clothing. Draco soon slipped into her, and let his lust take control. Soon there passion-induced cries her filling the air, but went unheard. As he collapsed on top of her, autumn smiled to herself. Her part of the job was done; to sleep with Draco. She knew full well that asyah and Draco loved each other to no end but this had to be done for the dark lord to make his presence known.

As they dressed neither of them spoke. When they were in the entrance hall they went their separate ways; autumn went to Gryffindor tower, back to Harry. Draco went back to the Slytherin common room, praying that asyah wasn't there. As he walked in he found the common room, there were only a few scattered first years doing homework. He walked up into the boy's dormitory, sat down on his bed, and drew the curtains. He put his hands behind his head and stared at the forest green canopy. 'What have I done? How could I have let myself lose control like that, and give in to her? I have betrayed the only girl I have ever loved and probably will ever love. She will never forgive me…' he thought as he drifted into a dream where he lived his life alone, with no one to love; having betrayed his one true love so many years ago…

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Asyah sat in the astronomy tower. She sat on the stone window sill with her feet dangle ling off the edge, giving the impression that she was going to jump. Her head was back against the stone wall, as she looked at the setting sun. She heard a bird chirp in the forbidden forest another bird answer. She hadn't seen Draco all day, but she had seen autumn grinning smugly at her; almost as if she had gotten that 100,000 diamond necklace she had her eye on, for Christmas. Asyah shrugged it off, that girl was odd.

As the sun set and cast rays of golds, blues, and pinks across the sky, asyah jumped from the ledge. She landed on her feet and stood in the shadows. She looked down at herself; she still had on her school uniform. She closed her eyes and thought of an outfit that she could go and hunt in. she opened her eyes and looked down at herself; she had on a tight black sleeveless shirt that dipped dangerously low in the front, showing off a fair dosage of cleavage and stopped above her hips. She also wore a short denim skirt; it was so short that if she bent over, you could see her black thong. She wore her favorite black knee-high stiletto boots. To complete her outfit, she donned on a black leather trench coat. Her black hair fell gracefully down her back and she wore black eyeliner to bring out her eyes.

Asyah walked down the trail leading from Hogwarts, until she reached the gates. As she assumed, they were locked. She simply jumped over the steel iron bars with a cat like grace, unknown to any human. She stepped into the shadows that gates cast and released her body to the shadows. Soon a techno beat was pulsing through her body and her hips swayed to the rhythm. She walked on to the dance floor and let the music pulse through her, and rock her body. Soon a tall boy walked up to her and pulled her close. They danced for hours; there bodies becoming one as they danced. Asyah forgot about Draco, about being a death eater, about everything. On this night she was human again. But soon her hunger took over and she lost all sense of reality. They left the club and went to his apartment; but asyah didn't remember even getting into his car. She was in the middle stages of bloodlust. They sat on his couch and they kissed passionately, before she began her assault on his neck. She teased him by kissing his neck, licking and sucking, leaving hickeys on his neck. Her eyes soon took on their customary shade of red and her fangs grew; a growl emitted from her throat.

As she straddled him, her blood lust overpowered her. As she leaned back to look at him, she saw fear replace his lust for her. He struggled to get up but she held him down, her hand at his throat. She squeezed and smiled sadistically; she was no longer asyah, but someone totally different. "It's been too long since I had the taste of blood on my tongue." This voice was not asyah's; it was deep and sultry, almost seductive. Her eyes were a light acidic green; animalistic. She lowered herself to his neck and grazed it with one of her fangs. She enjoyed the smell of fear emitting from this human. Finally after relentlessly toying with him she bit down.

His warm blood rushed into her mouth, and down her throat. The feeling it gave her was amazing; like sex, but better. Finally she pulled away to avoid taking his death upon herself and killing them both. She stood and wiped the remaining blood off of her mouth. She looked around the small apartment; typical college student. It was small with the kitchen and living room joined together, but separated by a counter the doubled as an eating table and a study table. Their were also two doors off to the left of the kitchen/living room. One for the bathroom, and most likely, the other one was his room.

She stood and walked over to the balcony and sat on the ledge. Tonight was a full moon, and it cast its milky glow upon her pale skin making her look unreal and mythical. Her green eyes seemed to glow with an internal fire, as she looked upon the people walking on the streets below. "At last my time has come for me to walk the earth yet again…it has been 546 years since I last walked this earth. But I am only here in spirit, I only have a limited amount of time to find where they stored my body, then at last I will be able to finish what I started; the elimination of all humans." she spoke. Soon black flames erupted at her feet and swallowed her whole. When they dissipated, the strange woman had vanished leaving nothing but black smoke to rise and curl into the air.

This time would be know as the years of darkness, where evil reign's supreme. For the world would succumb to this new evil unless, someone rose up to the challenge no one wanted to face. But in order for this girl to become a savior, she must first fight the darkness that occupies her mind, body, and spirit. But is she strong enough to resist temptation?

A/n: Well what did you think? I hope you liked this chapter for I worked really hard on it. I also tried my best to make it longer; I hope it was long enough. Oh yeah to my Ron lovers I apologize for killing him but it had to be done. (Plus I wanted to kill him, and it's my story so I get to kill whoever I want!) As for this strange new person in asyah's body; it will be explained next chapter. I kind of modeled her after Akasha from Anne Rice's Queen of the Damned. Anyone got a cool name for our new friend? Suggest it in a review!