Disclaimer: Ok, I get it already, lying to editors saying I am the real J.K. Rowling is wrong. Thought I think I had one on the verge of believing me…
A/N: Wow over a month, but I'm back!! I guess looking at fan art really is an inspiration. Well here we go then! Review!!!!
It had been a week since the infamous Harry and Ginny breakup. Neither had spoken a word to each other. Ron and Hermione made sure on all occasions to sit between them during breakfast. Hermione sensed that Ginny had gained a hatred of sorts towards Harry. Ron had sensed that Harry was growing more and more distant from everyone. It was worrying him.
Harry placed his fork down on the table and got up. He had a distant sort of look in his eyes as he walked away from the Gryffindor table towards the doors out. Neville turned questioningly to Ron. Ron merely shrugged.
Somewhere over at the Ravenclaw table, Luna got a very dazed look on her face. Hailee, a girl in her year, waved a hand precariously in front of Luna's face, attempting to get a reaction. None came, and Luna continued her blank stare.
Then, suddenly, as though being possessed, Luna gasped for air, as her eyes went beetle black. She looked straight down, and was breathing deeply. Ginny, having heard Luna's gasp, and knowing what was happening, shot out of her seat and over to Luna. Ginny grabbed Luna and ran her out of the Great Hall, receiving many odd glances.
Once in the hall, Ginny conjured a stretcher and brought Luna up to the Infirmary. Madam Pomfrey ran over knowing what had most likely just happened. Luna was taken directly into Madam Pomfrey's office and the door was shut. Ginny left and headed down towards the dungeons. She didn't have the emotional strength to walk back into the Great Hall. She headed for the kitchens and tickled the pear.
The portrait opened up and there was a figure in the corner. He sauntered forward into the light. "Weasley? What are you doing down here?" Blaise Zabini asked in his sultry Italian accent.
"Oh, erm, I was hungry?" She said very uncertainly. Blaise gave her a questioning look. She sighed, "I didn't want to go back to the Great Hall."
" I don't exactly blame you, what with the whole…situation you have." Blaise said oddly kind for a Slytherin. He offered her a smile that sent a chill down her spine. Or maybe it was the drafty air down in the kitchens.
"You are being uncommonly nice for a Slytherin. I'm guessing Draco and such wouldn't know of this side of your behavior, am I correct?" She dished out at him.
"No, they don't. My father is a Death Eater, and wants me to join them. I think that it is quite possibly the most retarded thing I would ever do in my life." He retorted rather casually.
Ginny sighed. " I'm sorry I lashed out a bit at you. I'm just frustrated. And I'm not exactly used to having civilized conversations with Slytherins." He smiled a bit.
"You generalize far to easily." He dropped his voice a bit, " And just between us, Potter's an idiot if he let you go without explanation." He placed his hand on her shoulder and headed towards the door. "See you around..Ginny." And with that, he left.
Draco had been away from Hogwarts for a few days now. It was supposed to be his time to be initiated, but he refused to get the morbid looking tattoo. This had not gone over well with his father when he had told him the last 5 times.
Lucius Malfoy had taken to a new addiction, abusing his son. Draco had been hit countless times with a stick, his father's fists, and plenty of curses that would make your blood boil to even imagine.
The door downstairs slammed. "DRACO!" Yelled an angry voice. "GET YOUR BLOODY ARROGANT ARSE DOWN HERE NOW!"
Draco reluctantly got up and put a black t-shirt on. He trudged down the stairs taking as much time as he possibly could. Each step was sure to get him hit again.
Finally, he reached the bottom of the stairs, but was sent soaring across the entrance hall into the wall.
He heard a crack as his shoulder popped out of its socket. He crumpled to the floor, his face twisted in pain. A bruise started forming on his head. Strong hands gripped around his neck. He felt his senses begin fading.
His hand felt around until he found a wand. Jabbing it forward, he muttered a jinx with his last breath and then fainted.
A/N: Ok so I made another cliffhanger, so sue me . Review please, I know more people read this than review!!! Love you ALL! Merry Christmas!!!!