Chapter Five Violence Never Solves

"Thank you all for coming."

"It has been our pleasure to hear what all of you have to offer."

"But we can only take two of you."

"And we do wish the rest of you luck."

"Maybe the rest of you could even put together another band,"

"To give us a run for our money."

"But back to business,"

"For our key border we chose,"

"Luna Lovegood."

"And Pansy Parkinson for our drummer."

There was a murmur among the crowd; it was obvious that the rest were very pissed. Ginny and Hermione both looked at each other, they were thinking the same thing, I think that might take us up on our offer and form another band.

"Ok, you two, we need to figure out when practices would suit all of us."

"Right, Harlie, cause I for one has Quidditch."

"Harlie?" Pansy looked confused.

"Oh yeah, Nivia, well Ginny, and I came up with nick names, or stage names."

"Ooo, what should mine be." Luna was partially jumping up and down.

"Hmm."

"Umm."

"How about Linx." Everyone turned around to see that it was Pansy who had suggested it.

"Ooo, I love it."

"Oh and for you it could be,"

"Oh, umm, Viper?"

"Viper, you know what Nivia, I like it."

"Thanks."

The four of them, now known as Jail Break, talked until lunch; planning practices and Harlie had to explain about the dance. By the end of the meeting it was like they were all best friends from grade school. Then they all headed to the Great Hall, until the dance they had to keep up appearances, so that no one suspected anything from it except for fun.

"So Hermione, Lavender came storming into the common room all in a huff."

Ron started to add in. "Yeah something about being better then Luna, and would prove it."

"Yep she said you and Ginny had a horrible judge of character."

"Oh, she is just mad that Hermione and I didn't chose her for our band." Ginny had sat down across from them.

"Oh, wait what band?"

"Just something for fun, to keep our minds off of thing."

"Hermione when you have finished I do need a word with you."

She turned around to see Draco. "Of course, actually I am done now."

They had walked off to their Headroom. Draco waited for Hermione to enter first, then followed and started.

"Pansy has informed me that she made it into the band."

"Yeah, she was really great."

"So is this the band we will be booking?"

"Yes."

"Ok, here is the paper work, when you have finished bring it to Professor Dumbledore."

"Alright, hey is that an owl you know at the window?"

""Yes it is my mothers, umm listen I'll talk to you later I guess."

"Alright, bye, if you need me I'll be in the,"

"The library, I know."

"Bye then."

Draco went up to relieve the owl and read the letter from his mother.

My Dearest Draco,

I need to go into hiding, your father has been after me since you left for school, this is my

last night in the house, so write back. I am praying for your safety, Draco I do love y

The letter now had blood and tearstains all over it before more writing had started.

Your mother down, now you. But before that I think you will watch the list below in

order...

Potter

Weasleys

Pansy

Blaise

And your new mudblood friend,

Granger

Your Ever Hating Father

Draco was fighting back the tears; instead the anger was rising to the point of

combustion, everything good Draco had ever felt was now dripping away, and the world

was swirling into complete darkness.

Draco left the room in a storm, he just had to do something, anything, and this was too

much to handle. How could he, that fucking asshole, she was my mother, his damn wife?

He needs to die, but I can't leave them unprotected, maybe it would be better if we all just

died now, on our own free will.

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"Draco, hey what's wrong? You look like you just got hit by the Night Bus."

"Out of my way weasel, you and potty wotty can go fuck each other, it's not like

everyone doesn't already know."

"What's your problem Malfoy, you have a lot of nerve,"

"Yeah considering the only girl you've been seen with was Pansy,"

"And we all know what she used to be like."

"Fuck off, she's still just a stupid slut, just like that mudblood friend of yours' and

needless to say your mothers."

"Now you've done it," At this point Harry and Ron jumped Draco and started to beat the

living shit out of him, though for only being one guy Draco was putting up one hell of a

fight.

"Draco are you in there?" Hermione peered in through the door, to see only a bird; it was

a beautiful black onyx colored owl. The owl was staring out of the window, as if sad

about something; it was walking over to see the owl that Hermione saw it, a blood stained

piece of parchment. She lifted it up off the floor, debating if she should read it, just about

to place it back she saw it was from Draco's father. Reading several times, she had begun

to cry, how could someone be so cruel, to kill his own wife, seemingly just to get at his

son? Oh no, Draco, I have got to find him. With that she left the room.

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