Chapter 13 – Watch out
The next few weeks flew by; the weather was beginning to warm up again, the nights were gradually getting lighter and everything felt calm. Harry couldn't be happier. He felt as if he had created his own family with Ginny; he totally relied and trusted her. He knew she would always be there for him and when they were apart he couldn't stop thinking of her, he knew he would never live without her.
The wizarding world was quiet - a little too quiet, which made Harry and his friends very uncomfortable. They had seen Professor Snape enter Professor Dumbledore's office on many occasions but nothing was ever passed on to them. There was the occasional death or missing person but no word on any attacks. One normal, warm, May morning at breakfast Hedwig dropped a letter into Harry's hands.
Dear Harry,
I request a meeting this evening at six o'clock, my favourite sweets are mint humbugs.
D
"Who's it from?" asked Ginny placing her hand on his arm looking with concern into his eyes.
Harry folded the parchment in half. "Dumbledore, he wants a meeting tonight at six." He took her hand and gave it a gentle squeeze. "Would you wait for me in the common room after?"
"Of course I will. I wonder if something may have happened. The Prophet had nothing serious in it this morning," she replied with her brow furrowed.
After they had eaten Harry walked Ginny to her first lesson and continued to his own; he was worried about this meeting tonight he felt like there was a bomb nearby ticking, waiting to explode. His mind swam with many possible outcomes of this meeting, Ron and Hermione offered suggestion as well and agreed to wait with Ginny tonight for him to return.
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That night after supper Harry and Ginny walked through the corridors to Dumbledore's office. They were silent throughout their journey, holding tightly to each other's hand. Ginny had her school bag with her and was going to pick some books up for her defence against the dark arts essay on her way back to the common room.
They rounded the corner seeing the entrance to the office; Harry turned, gave her a hug and reached to her cup her cheeks giving her a searing kiss that tingled to their toes.
"Well, I'll see in an hour or so I hope." He spoke quietly to her removing his hands from her face.
"Be careful," replied Ginny anxiously as she turned herself to make her way to the library; hoping it would take her mind off Harry.
Harry watched her walk down the remaining corridor until she disappeared around another corner; he took a deep breath and revealed the password. "Humbugs." The entrance sprung to life and Harry entered the swirling staircase.
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Ginny arrive at the library it was quite empty. She approached her required section, as she walked through the bookcases she felt the hairs on the back of her neck standing up. She could feel the eyes following her making her hurry to find the books she wanted quickly, she pulled them from the shelves making her way to Madam Prince the librarian. She dropped the books onto the desk and couldn't stop herself from turning around searching for the eyes that were following her, she saw odd students sat on their own at tables huddled in a book.
"Will that be all?" Asked Madam Prince startling Ginny out of her search, she was holding the books out to her. She took them in her arms and made to exit when out the corner of her eye she saw Michael standing by close bookcase staring at her. He was slumped up against it looking at her through slits in his eyes; he looked huge against the bookcase his shoulders were broad and he was over 6 feet tall.
"Lonely on your own there Weasley?" He said slyly to her while dropping his book on the table next to him.
"What's happened to you Michael?" She replied, shaking her head thinking about how bitter he had become. She was becoming quite irritated by him, the looks he gave her, blocking her way and trying to be clever with her.
He moved closer to her still, until he was about a foot away from her, "Nothing's happened to me, but you haven't answered my question yet have you?"
"Oh get over yourself, I've come to get my books for an essay and you think I'm lonely," she replied rolling her eyes. She turned to leave but he stepped in front of her.
"We were so good together, me and you." He spoke softly pointing to her and himself as he said it.
"It's never ever going to happen again so get over it, and if you don't get out of my way I'll do what I did last time you refused to move." She replied through grounded teeth as she moved around him to the exit.
Michael didn't move a muscle as he had a flashback and thought what Ginny could do with that wand of hers, he didn't want a repeat of that so he let her pass.
She got into the corridor again and headed towards the common room. The castle seemed to be unusually quiet tonight; she could hear her footsteps echoing off the walls around her. She looked at her watch and saw the time was only 6.25pm she gave a great sigh thinking how long she'll be waiting for Harry to return.
Lost in her thoughts about Harry again she was taking no notice to anything as she walked on until she felt her body collide with another, she stumbled but managed to stay on her feet as she dropped all her books and bag on the floor. She scrambled around picking them up until the person she collided with spoke with thickness in his voice, "Look what we have here, a Weasley and a good looking one at that!"
She straightened up holding a book in one of her hands, but leaving her bag still on the floor and turning to face Draco Malfoy. She discreetly felt for a wand in her pocket. A wave of panic shot through her as she realised her wand was in her school bag on the floor, but she refused to show him she was scared.
"What do you want Malfoy?" she asked hiding her terror and clutching her books in front of her.
Malfoy stepped forward so he was very close to Ginny and looked her up and down lingering at her curves. "I thought that would be pretty obvious; Potter seems to enjoy you!"
"Fuck you!" Ginny retorted as she took a step back, away from him, edging closer to her bag.
"Oooo...that would be quite nice...you're not like the other Weasley's!" He replied slickly as he replaced Ginny's distance by taking another menacing step towards her.
She could feel the panic spreading throughout her body as she looked around her and realised she was completely alone. She felt so stupid putting her wand in her bag, what had she been thinking? She knew he was dangerous; she was pretty sure he had the dark mark concealed under his robes. She knew she could take care of herself but she needed the aid of her wand to help her. God she wished Harry was here.
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Harry was sitting in front of Dumbledore's desk with the old headmaster facing him, he looked really tired and worn. Dumbledore had been fighting the Dark Lord for many years now and you could tell looking at Dumbledore's old features.
"Harry I'm sorry to worry you like this...but there has been no sight of Voldemort or his followers for weeks." Dumbledore dragged out as he swirled a lean finger over his mahogany desk before looking up at Harry.
"Yes professor." He replied not knowing really how to feel about what Dumbledore had just said, no news could mean bad news too.
"Well even Professor Snape has been kept out of the loop, he doesn't even know of his whereabouts or future plans." He sighed looking back down at his desk. "He hasn't received any word for weeks...I'm concerned that something may be coming."
"I feel the same Professor...I was hoping you might have received some word or information." Harry replied the hope dying in him. He agreed with the headmaster; something wasn't right and if they didn't find out soon everyone else would suffer.
"No we have not. Professor Snape and I have discussed the current situation and find it disturbing, we think there might be a genuine spy here at Hogwarts but have had no evidence to convict him." Dumbledore spoke as he stood up and moved to the window.
Harry stood and joined him, "It's Malfoy isn't it?"
Dumbledore sighed. "We suspect it is, yes, but unfortunately we have to proof." He said gravely looking across the grounds and at the dusk sky.
Harry had always hated Malfoy from the very first day he met him. It began as him being Harry's harmless rival. But as time continued on, he observed Malfoy changing, he was also convinced he was a faithful servant of Voldemort.
"It is unusual for Voldemort not to contact Snape and I think it may be some sort of trap...we just don't know." Dumbledore spoke again letting his head drop.
"Professor what did you want me for? I don't know anything either." Harry asked interested in Dumbledore's response.
"Well I was going to ask if you had had any visions or dreams...but be the sound of it you haven't."
"No sir...I would have come to you if I had."
"I thought you would Harry, it's just that I had to ask to make sure, I hope you understand?" Dumbledore said turning to face Harry and placing his hands on his shoulders.
"Of course sir." He replied giving Dumbledore a brief smile.
"Thank you Harry." He said giving one last pat on his shoulders before removing his hands and walking back to his desk.
"Is that everything sir?" He asked taking a step towards his desk.
"Yes Harry, thank-you," he replied dismissing Harry from the room. "Even if you have a slight twinge in your scar you will come and tell me?"
"Yes sir." Harry replied as he turned and walked towards the office door, he was just reaching for the handle when Dumbledore spoke again.
"Harry please be careful...stay close to your friends and especially to Miss Weasley. She's very special." Dumbledore said from behind his desk.
"I will Professor." He replied as he left the office.
He didn't know if he felt better or worse from the meeting, he didn't know if Snape was telling Dumbledore the truth or not. He still felt very disturbed about the whole situation; yes he didn't want people hurt but the no activity that was happening felt worse somehow.
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Malfoy pushed Ginny up against the wall behind her; he placed his arms either side of her head with his palms pressed against the wall.
"You're a very pretty girl aren't you? I like pretty girls." He spoke deeply leaning down near her face.
"Do you now? Well go and get another one and get the fuck away from me." She replied as she tried to duck underneath his arm.
He grabbed the top of her arms and pushed her harder into the wall causing her wince. "Where do you think you're going Weasley? I know what I want, and what I want is you!"
Ginny tried to think quickly, she looked around her surroundings again and the place was still deserted. She could see her bag and knew she could grab it if she could distract him long enough, she could remember that she put her wand in the side pocket and would take seconds to get out and fire.
He lowered his mouth to her ear and she could feel his hot breath brushing against her skin as he started to press his body into hers. She felt revolted by the feel of him near her. She fought the grimace from her face and decided she needed to become a talented actress to pull off the plan to escape in the next couple of seconds.
"What to do say Weasley, I know you want me too. I'm more of a man than Potter, I'll show you a real good time." He whispered into her ear.
The sickness tumbled in her stomach as she forced a smile to her face as she replied, "Well Malfoy you are desirable."
He leaned back looking at her face in shock at her words, "This is going to be very, very good." He said huskily as his eyes travelled to her hips and his hands moved down to cup them as she brought hers up his chest and rested them on his shoulders.
"Do I feel good Malfoy?" She asked as she placed more pressure on his shoulders.
"Oh yes." He purred in response.
"Well let me know how this feels?" She purred back as she held his shoulders tighter just as she brought her knee as hard as she could in-between his legs and connected with his manhood.
"Ahhhhhhhhhhhh...crazy bitch!" He screamed as he crumbled to the floor releasing her hips.
She pushed him away as she grabbed her bag and released her wand from the side pocket; she had it pointed at Malfoy's crumpled form in seconds.
She was just straightening when she noticed Malfoy's wand lying on the floor next to her foot, she brought her foot down on top of it and snapped it in two.
"Well how did it feel?" She asked smugly and confidently holding her wand at him.
"You bitch...you'll pay for that!" He tried to speak while cupping himself his body curled around him.
Ginny smirked and cast a body bind curse at him wrapping him head to toe in his current position, she then cast a good old Fred and George classic curse of turning him bright pink. She then levitated him in the air and walked back to the library entrance, where she dumped him in hope of a teacher or madam Prince spotting him.
"Don't mess with me ferret," she hissed at him as she spun on her heel and stormed towards the common room with her wand gripped tightly in her free hand.
Authors Notes
I quite like this chapter and it was written in the spur of the moment, it just flowed from me. I know what's happening in the future of my story as I have wrote many of the chapters.