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Chapter 5: Those We Need

Wind swept into the room as wise eyes watched two figures flee into the forest. He understood, and had known it was going to happen eventually, it was heartbreaking to see two young lives leave his protection, but it was necessary in a time like this. His eyes were getting more tired as the years wore on, and so much tragedy had befallen the children he cared about. Every student that walked through those doors he should be ale to offer a fun, safe and happy environment, but it was getting hard to with the war starting become more evident, though the young ones didn't understand, the sixth and seventh year students, even quite a few of the fifth years, knew what was going on outside those halls and knew what was coming. His greatest regret was a portion of students directly involved with the Order, that so much had been laid on their shoulders. That one boy was expected to defeat the greatest evil this world has ever known.

Sighing he turned away to look into his fireplace, just moments before he had spoken to a young man so sure about what he had to do, not for himself, his mate, or his loved ones, but what he had to do for a better world, he was positive was waiting for them after the war. Heartache afflicted an old man with too many regrets, and too many what ifs in his lifetime. They needed him though, and so he continued on, and noting would keep him from being their guiding light. The scraping of the gargoyle against the stone floors at the bottom of the steps to his office told him he had visitors. Conjuring six cups of tea and a bowl of lemon drops, thought the latter was more for himself since only one of his visitors would accept the candy once offered to them. His eyes twinkled as he noticed something particularly different with one of his visitors and a smile blossomed on his face as they opened the door to enter, none of them ever really needing an invitation, when they knew it was always there.

"Hello, Remus, Nymphadora, Serverus, Minerva, Bill, Fluer." He turned in his seat and held a lemon drop in his hand, "Lemon drop anyone?" his eyes turning to Nymphadora Tonks as she stretched out a hand to take one from the bowl. "Not that I don't enjoy our visits... Perhaps you will inform me of the cause of this one." They all knew it was just him being polite, he probably already knew more they did, though one individual thought they had something that would surprise everyone.

It was Minerva that decided to speak up, "Blaise Zabini, left campus tonight, and we believe Twilight was hot on his trail after him." she didn't seem too particularly worried, though happy it wasn't any of her wonderful Gryffindors that had chose to sneak off as they usually did. "As well as Luna Lovegood and Pansy Parkinson were found in the Gryffindor boy's dormitories, explicitly in the beds of one Mr. Ronald Weasley and one Mr. Harry Potter." The woman if nothing was thorough and detailed in her reports to him, Dumbledore at times wished she would loosen up even.

"Yes, and it seems the dungeons have had some quite unusual visitors as well, the aforementioned Potter and Weasley, as well as Draco. Though the last isn't that peculiar as you know he is of the House though he usually doesn't venture far from his mate unless its of importance or is she was the cause of him needing to leave her. Two of my students sneaking away from the castle is cause to worry though, as we know those two are never quite the troublemakers that Minerva has in her House." Serverus told the Headmaster as he sipped form his tea, and watched the rival House head roll her eyes at him, bringing a smirk to his face.

Dumbledore ignored the fact the two were too much like the two he remembered from their younger years, always fighting it seemed. "Yes, all this I know. I talked to Mr. Zabini before he left and he had a feeling she would follow him too. It was his choice, and so I let him go, it was something he felt was unavoidable. The Order had already been informed of possible things that could draw away our younger members in this war that will help them. Remus, Nymphadora, I'm guessing you all are here to report on your progress with werewolves?" The old man removed his glasses and wiped them with his robe as he turned his eyes to the young couple. They were fitting for one another as outcasts from their societies and not actually caring what others thought of them.

"They are actually coming around, and we even recruited quite a few animagus, we promised them they would be cleared from the Ministry blacklists if they helped our side in the war. Do you think that is something we can make happen? Many of them are quite skittish from being so secluded and in hiding for so long." Remus looked to him as his hand slipped over to find the small one on his knee.

"Of course, the Ministry is being very forgiving in this time as we search for more allies. What of the dragons?" Dumbledore then turned to the other couple, the Veela and her mate, Bill Weasley.

Bill looked up, "The Dragons will be ready for Harry's call. Though, sir, I need to ask you find another liaison to go to Romania soon. My Fluer, you see-" the man was cut off by his wife who was spouting off a dozen obscenities in French and hitting his arm, the Veela temper was obvious as feathers glowed in her hair.

"Bill is so silly, you see he understands nothing about the Veela when she is with child... I will be just fine, I will not avoid this war just because you're demanding to be a overprotective oaf." she huffed and then Minerva and Nymphadora were fussing over her and gushing over baby things and Serverus and Remus were giving the Weasley slaps on the back and shaking his hand. The Veela who was in question then turned back to the Hogwarts Headmaster, "Do not worry Bill and I shall continue our work in Romania, don't listen to his ridiculous thoughts on the subject of protecting me and our child... We're safer in Romania anyways..." The Headmaster nodded his agreement as he turned to look back out the window.

"Do you ever blame yourself for placing the burden of our world on such young shoulders?"

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Luna sat up as Harry lowered himself into bed next to her, she could see the moonlight had faded and the sun was yet to take reign in the sky, then turning to him she took his face in her hands gently kissing him. Trying to mend all the hurts of his soul was impossible, but she knew just being there would mean more than any words she could try to comfort him with, this she had learned from Pansy. Her eyes drifted over to the Slytherin that was now standing in the doorway holding Ron's face to her stomach as he knelt before her. A cold draft wafted in and then she realized that they had left the window open. "So he's gone then?" she had to know for her own mind to reach peace, to know that someone the man she loved had held so dear was no longer there to help hold him together meant she would just try harder to keep him alive.

"He's gone... he left maybe a half hour ago... Do you know where Twi is, Pans?" Ron answered as he looked up into her hazel eyes and brushed a stray tear from her cheek as the realization of a a good friend being gone in such a time when she needed him most, but she had Ron, and that was all that mattered.

Pansy drew him from the ground and kissed him agin softly, "I will go down to the Slytherin girl dormitories and see if she is there, try calling Hermione to see if Twi is over there. We all know how bad this will affect her." Pansy sighed as her lips brushed Ron's once more, there was something about him that she couldn't resist. "Wait for me in the common room, I plan to return here tonight... I feel safer sleeping in your arms." Her cheeks seem to blush at the confession as she hurriedly turned to leave the room. Ron's face soon turned to a somber grin at it and he followed her down the stairs hoping she hadn't sprinted once out the door, she was so irrational when she was embarrassed.

Luna sighed, "Perhaps I should check my room in the Ravenclaw Tower, she may have sought me out in her time of sadness. She had harapims following her and they tend to make people search out those that can see them to help the one they are attached to. Do you think perhaps Blaise gave them to her because he knew this would happen?" Harry looked at her, and just smiled running a hand through her soft blonde hair.

"Maybe, my love." His eyes a cool green that rested on her on crystalline blue, it was hard to e upset around her, "I think I shall go with you... I'm still uncomfortable with the thought the Death Eaters were able to walk right in and drop two tortured bodies at the Head Suite doorstep. Nothing would destroy me more than losing two people so close to me in one night... I can't lose you Luna..." His voice was so desperate that she almost let him follow her, but she knew he was just being clingy since Blaise had turned away from them without a true idea of where he was going. No he needed this time alone to pull himself together on his own, to think it all through, and come to terms with what had to happen.

Looking away and slipping on her shoes and grabbing his cloak from the bed, "Stay, Harry. You need this time just as much a anyone, just because you are 'The Chosen One' does not mean you can't take time to grieve. When I return, I will let you cuddle up to me and the Larkspin will sing you into a peaceful sleep... I'm sure of it." Her beautiful smile lit her face as she let the dreamy look spread over her face and Harry knew deep down that she was right. When was the last time he had grieved and let himself feel anything other than the guilt and stress of the war, since Sirius or Cedric's death.

Watching her leave the room was hard, but he knew if he went down to the common room then he would have to put up with Ron, and at the moment the boy was full of too many emotions and swinging between them faster than a muggle swing set in a tornado. No, Ron would let her back in and he would wait for her here, while he thought everything out. "Be careful." He saw the bit of nod she gave and he looked down at his hands as he leaned over them to set his elbows against his knees. Once this war was over, he would open up Godric Hollow for all his friends to stay, of course Hermione and Draco wouldn't be too far in Wiltshire at the Malfoy Manor. His friends would always be on hand and he wouldn't stay up staring at his ceiling through the night, wondering what danger would steal away someone else he cared for, what next would bring him more heartache.

Luna smiled at Ron as he was still arguing with Pansy at the door, probably trying to go with her instead of waiting like he had been asked. "Luna tell her how dangerous it is to wander about the dungeons at this time of night alone, and being a girl on top of it. Seriously, Pan, I'm just worried about you... I don't know how I could survive if something happened to you... I think we both know i would be rash and rush headlong into battle with whomever was the one o deal you harm." His blue eyes shone with determination like all Gryffindors and sometimes Luna loved that about them, but right now was a Ravenclaw time, just time to think things through.

"Let her go Ron. She'll be fine, Harry let me go on my own... we are witches, with wands, and quite a bit of experience..." she explained to him, and then she suddenly wanted to hurry along before Harry charged down the stairs after her. "Come on let's go Pansy..." she took the girl's arm as she planted a soft kiss to her boyfriend's cheek before letting the portrait swing shut behind them.

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Hermione's eyes fell on the fireplace as it lit up to reveal the slightly green face of her ginger friend. Quickly wiping any tears away she moved to go sit at the couch after shuffling away the potions she had made to slightly replace those that had been taken. With misty eyes she looked at him as she sat down to give him her full attention, but she really wished Draco was here, but he would return soon enough. "Hermione... you ok? The other girls seemed a bit shaken with everything going on." His eyes focused on hers and he knew he was still having trouble believing what she had become, it was hard for her knowing she would out live the two men who had been at her side for so long, but she had Draco and she would rather live eternity with him without the other 2/3 of the Golden Trio than be Draco's death as she died in old age, death by heartbreak was a horrible death indeed.

"I'm fine... a little sad... but otherwise I believe Blaise knows what he's doing." she informed her best friend of several years as she pulled her silken robe around her a bit tighter, "Is there anything else I can help you with? You and Harry need sleeping draughts or pepper-up? I just made a batch of Headache draught, a strong potency knowing how Draco's headaches can get at times like these." Her eyes shown with genuine worry for her friends as she looked at the red-head.

He smiled his blue eyes lightening a bit as he saw her brow begin to crease, "No need to worry 'Mione... We'll be fine, Pan and Luna are taking good care of us as always. What we were wondering though was if you had seen Twilight? We haven't been able to find her since we left the dungeons and Blaise was worried that she would try to follow him." Ron explained and he watched as Hermione anxiously chewed her bottom lip. It was something she did when she was worried and even more when she was trying figure out just how to say what she needed to.

With a small sigh she looked at him, "No I'm afraid I only saw Twi last when you all left the confines of the Head Suite earlier this afternoon. Though I say you won't be able to find her until she is ready for you to find her. Fo now just give her some space and let her deal with the grief that haas been forced upon her by Blaise's swift departure from our lives." Hermione eyed her wringing fingers with renewed interest and Ron was slightly suspicious of her words but could be ensured that Hermione would never let a friend run off into danger and considered the girl a younger sister at times.

"If you're sure then, I'll just leave you for now... Draco should be there shortly, perhaps we shall see the two of you at breakfast then." His pained smile was enough to break Hermione's heart for having to lie to him. Though either way she would have had to lie or break a promise that she barely recollected making but was sure of nonetheless.

Parting with a gentle smile full of tears, "Good night Ronald..." she watched the connection dissipate in a last could of green in the hearth and the flames return to a warm reds, oranges, and yellows. Standing up to return to cleaning the kitchen she checked to see what was still missing, most were healing potions, the most disturbing though were the ones that she was sure of verituserum and a couple dangerous poisons. The ones she knew she would supply were the healing ones, but someone had taken the others, only Draco dealt with the handling of poisons and things that weren't used for healing. Being a former Death Eater he didn't want to dirty the hands of a Phoenix with such things, it was always his words as he once caught her holding a poison in her fingers.

Letting a hand trail across the counter she saw another figure slip into the forest, and her heart froze in her chest. The figure was one she could never mistake and tears sprung to her eyes, she would be too late. No one else knew though, she had to leave now. Her feet moved swiftly as she climbed the stairs, as nimble fingers began tearing the robe and silk nightgown from her body. Why had... no it couldn't be. Throwing on the first clothing her hands landed on it would be later that she realized she had donned one of Draco's shirts and then slipped a pair of her jeans over her hips as her arms slipped Draco's green cloak over her shoulders. Only she could do this, if she could get out of here before Draco came he wouldn't have a chance to sop her or tell her she must be mistaken, but she knew that body anywhere and she felt the Ether drift across her skin before she knew she had called on it.

A gasp escaped her lips as she caught sight of herself in the mirror, her eyes shown as bright as molten gold and her hair floated around her like caught in water, and the mist surrounded her. This was her power and she had to use it to save lives, it was meant to destroy just as much as it was meant to create. That was how the universe balanced itself, the Ether was what held it together. Touching her hand to a rose bud in her vase on her vanity she watched the mist pull it through every age of life until it withered and died, and once she grasped the withered stem she forced the life back into it as she drifted to the edges of the Ether. With a burst of light her eyes opened and she saw it blossomed at the peak of life, and then she understood, hers was the path of life and death. A small laugh broke the silence around her as she considered the irony of an immortal controlling these precious elements, a being stuck between them, never to have life again nor be pulled into the void of death.

Turning to the balcony she heard the portrait swing open, and she knew she had to leave now or he would never let her go. Stepping up to the rail she knew not even a fall of this height would kill an immortal, so she leapt out as far as she could, dropping past the other balcony and landing gracefully as if she had floated down. She found herself halfway to the woods already. 'Please don't let me be too late...' she begged all those that she knew that she would make it, that this world would not bring her anguish once again. Her heart couldn't take another loss. Her eyes caught a flash of blonde ahead and she followed and her the sound of broom flight off in the distance, this was surely part of the adventure she had signed on for when she became friends with The Boy Who Lived her first year.

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Pansy and Luna had split up soon after leaving Gryffindor Tower and now each was making their way to their own common rooms. Pansy had gone towards the stairs that would lead her to the Great Hall and then to the stairs that would plunge down into the dark and damp dungeons below the castle. She would be oblivious to the things going on around her and never know that those she cared so much about were in certain danger. A smile lit hr lips s she encountered a dismal Draco Malfoy on her way down, letting her hand rest on his arm as they shared a look that could express all they needed without words. His arms wrapped around her and her mind flashed back to days when this was a common occurrence and it wasn't a shared grief of the thought of never having a friend return to them, but a shared lust and affection.

A heat erupted in her abdomen that had long ben held at bay, a heat only this pureblooded heir could create. Events drifted through her mind, so many passionate moments over the years between them. Moments that had been caught so many times by these very same corridors of the dungeon, and a longing returned for things to return those days when life was less filled with strife and pain, to times when the only sorrow was not getting the particular shade of nail polish on her fingers that she had wanted. Her cheeks flushed as such memories flooded her mind and she laid a hand against his chest, as the other gripped his arm.

Staring up into sterling silver eyes forced her heart to beat much more rapidly, and a lust drifted into her eyes that she was positive he could see. Nothing made her more uncertain of her morals than this instance when she had fallen against an old lovers' chest without one thought to his mate or her own love of her life. When her lips fell on his cool skin she drew back, and he stiffened. Tears burst forth, she hadn't been thinking of cheating as much as she wished to just relive those times when nothing mattered and no one was dying around her. That was what she had felt when she was in Draco's arms, and that was what she had wanted.

A new resolution came to mind, "I just want a minute... just give me a minute Draco..."

Draco bowed his head, there was too much going on, too much misery, too much anxiety, and for just a minute with her in his arms it had been like a flash into a life hen he still had his family, when he had been on top of the pureblood world, he could walk into rooms and inspire fear because of his family name not what he was. When he had brought many a paramour into these dungeons or anywhere he had felt the need to fulfill his desires. When al he had to worry about was the next insult that left his lips or the next place he could place them. Looking into those dark Hazel eyes he compared them to Golden ones unconsciously, and he remembered the mate he had upstairs awaiting his return, but then there was that begging pitiable look in Pansy's eyes that had his heart aching. She had been at his side as long as Blaise had been, and would do anything for either of them, but did that extend to lapsing into the darker side of morality, going against the vow and bond between he and the innocent girl probably waiting in his bed.

"Just... give me a minute... You can pretend I'm her and I'll pretend you're him.. and it's like we never cheated..." Pansy begged, something had to be filled in her, just to travel back to when neither had cared who found them tangled together in these halls, to be pressed up against the cold stones and feel that mixx of pleasure of heat and cold in her. The look in his eyes showed just how torn he was and she knew it wouldn't be long now, if she could break him, just keep his mind from thoughts of her longer. Though maybe she could use that against him, just a disillusionment charm, it wasn't hard to perform.

A flick of her wand and suddenly there before him stood the one he yearned for every second of the day. Chestnut curls falling down her back, gold eyes that could bring any man to hi knees. The outfit was a bit unlike her, but then again this morning proved she had a naughty side he hadn't known about, as the pink lace clung to her body, his mind ran through so much. His mind suddenly clouded with thoughts of his mate, and how he would love to have her willing and pliable beneath him. A growl slipped from between his protruding fangs and Pansy's eyes lowered t a half-shut seductive look as she sauntered closer do him as she unbuttoned his shirt.

"Pans... I..." Then his lips were silenced as hers pressed against his. A fog covered both their minds and it was like their bodies weren't their own.

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Luna felt suddenly odd as she turned towards the window, she didn't put divination beyond her abilities, and felt the prophecy as it flashed before her and she gasped out in pain, she had to stop this. Her eyes caught someone flying towards the forest and knew that this could not happen. Hurriedly she cast a leviosa on herself and opened the window, and used the magic to lower herself outside the castle's shadow. Bathed in moonlight she turned just before disappearing into the forest. 'Forgive me Harry.' Was the only thought as he glanced to the Gryffindor tower and then down to the Head Suite she thought she glimpsed the glowing golden eyes, but she knew she had to be mistaken.

Forcing her heart to the back of her mind, she pushed through the thicket of brambles in front of her. There were times her mind was crystal clear as her blue eyes, and she took this opportunity to analyze everything before her, she wasn't the first take this path. There were actually several footsteps littering the ground and she knew she had to hurry if she was going to reach them in time. The war depended on so much, though she didn't see possible futures like Twilight, her prophecies brought glimpses of direct future, of things that she could alter if only she reached the changing points quickly enough. She could here a broom flying across the tree tops above her, but it was unsure, the pilot not knowing exactly where they were going. That meant Luna still had time.

At first it was only a tingling sensation, but then she was sure that someone was following her, quickly she ducked behind a tree and forced a invisibility charm on herself before taking the next bend in the forest. She caught the sight of a mist drifting in the forest that wasn't there before. 'Stay away Hermione.' Her mind was filled with anguish, she had to alter this, but her tie window was sliding closed before her with each step she took. Finally a clearing opened up before her, she caught sight of people standing there talking in hushed voices and she stilled her body trying to decided the best form of action to take. 'Harry would know...' Tears came unbidden to her eyes as stepped forward, to hear better what they were saying, to be sure this was where she needed to be.

"I'm here... I told you I would be here." Blaise.

"Good, then we can leave, my master is anxious for your return." An unknown voice and as she peeked into the clearing she didn't recognize him under the heavy cloak.

"You still promise nothing will happen to them. As long as they are safe then I shall be your master's, but the second they are endangered I can't guarantee my cooperation with your Lord's wishes. There are more important things in this world to me than what he wants." Blaise, he seemed upset, like he was still unwilling to go again even with the words he spoke.

"Don't worry your lover and your rebellious group of friends are safe for now... If they directly defy us I can't say the same, you know." With a nod from both men, there was a pop and they were gone.

Shock running through her system, Luna stumbled from the trees she was using for cover and looked up to find that her friend was truly gone, so many emotions ran through her, they made her almost choke on the words that left her, and roughened her voice, "Blaise?"

A dark figure moved out of the trees on the other side, and Luna's eyes widened in fear as her gaze perused him, "Finally, you have arrived... He won't fight us if we have you." His dark chuckle escaped him and Luna became frightened, but knew this what she had to do. The Order needed Twilight more than they needed her, besides Harry would come for her, and she would be with Blaise. She would have no worries, it was much more crucial that Twilight stay with Harry and the others. "Come, my pet..."

Luna saw the mist before the man did and knew she didn't have much time before the prize these men had been searching for before they had gotten Blaise would come bursting gung-ho through the brush behind him. So she slowly and reluctantly went to him, feeling the disgust in her belly as he touched her bare arm. A shiver ran through her as she realized what exactly she was about to put herself through, they thought her to be Twilight, they thought they could use her to get Blaise to do what they wanted. Though if she had to, she would let them kill her before she let Blaise stay on their clutches, Twilight and Blaise they had to be there for Harry in the end. Her eyes glowed as silently a prophecy was locked into place and tears formed against her lashes as she knew what it could mean for her.

"Don't be scared... soon you will be but for now... you are in my hands." His greedy look and pawing was evident of what he intended to do with her once he got her away from here and she apologized silently to Harry a million times for doing this to him. 'I love you.' It was then the rushing feeling filled her stomach of apparition, something she had grown used to but not side-along apparition and was forcefully pushed against the man who had taken her captive.

The last thing she heard before she disappeared was Hermione's voice, "LUNA!!" and then the whole world fell away and as she stumbled out on the other side the world went black.

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Twilight about fell from her broom as the vision hit her, her eyes glassed over, the color turned milky. Tears poured from her eyes at this new possible future and her hands gripped the broom tighter. 'Luna... Luna and Blaise.... both of them.' How could she recover from the loss of both of them, they weren't going to be at her side for now. They would be again, Blaise had promised to be hers once his secrets were gone. Then she would wait, she would help Harry, and she would wait for him. A cry met her ears and fear struck through her heart, Hermione.

Slipping down into the forest she got off her broom headed towards a clearing just as the first rays of the sun fell through the trees and then she saw a miraculous sight. A mist glowed in the rays of the sun, as golden as Hermione's eyes, as the highlights of her hair, as the honeyed color of her skin. A shared look of loss fell between then and she saw the girl on her knees had watched their good friend be taken from them. Fangs at the ready and a beautiful wand in her hand, she hadn't been able to stop it. Even with the Ether swirling around her, she had forced it to be visible, she realized, and slowly had it recede. "I tried to get to her... and I kept your secret... How do I tell Harry that I lost his most valuable presence? He needs her, Twi. I need her... I need you..."

"I can go after them... I just have to follow..." She stopped as Hermione shook her head, and she understood, it hadn't been a portkey. It had been apparition, how do you trace apparition? "Blaise..." Her resolve held her together and she looked to Hermione and moved to sit at her side. "Call for him Hermione... He will come to you... I-I'll tell Harry... You need him... Call for him." Twilight was urging her and Hermione nodded, "It's my fault, Hermione. Not yours, no you are an angel while I am a demon. I was the one he was supposed to take, I was the one Luna took the place of, I will tell Harry, and I will suffer this guilt, you should not suffer such guilt."

Standing she laced a soft kiss to Hermione's temple and left her sitting there just as the rain fell with a crack across the sky as clouds blocked the sun. Even now she still looked angelic and Twilight could barely look at her, innocence and goodness that were rare among immortals. No words could ease her heart now, no without Blaise she was lost in a world perpetually grey. "He will return." That was all Hermione said to her as she watched Twilight's back disappear through the trees. Twilight felt the weight of those words, a weight Hermione could not have known about, it wasn't the question of him returning, but would he be too late?

There were people in this world she would sacrifice her immortality for, two of which were immortal, on destined to be, and four who she would watch perish upon this Earth before the end of the century. They would not be stolen from her too soon, she would guarantee that to them all, and so she continued to the castle. Already in her mind she planned ways to bring them all together again, and then another vision hit her. Forcing her to one knee, she watched that final battle where evil would be vanquished by the light. A feral cry escaped her lips as she felt the pain of someone breaking her mental barriers to see the vision themselves.

That's when she felt a hand on her shoulder, she looked up to her Head of House as he fought away the one viewing her vision and forced her barriers back up once again. With a soft whisper on her lips, "Harry... I need to get to Harry..."

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Hermione sat on the ground, staring up into the clouds as she was soaked through with rain. Softly she reached out across their bond to call for him. It was odd she felt an inkling of so many emotions from him. "Draco..." she called even out loud as if that would help, nothing came back to her, not even a warm he wold use to calm her like he had earlier that afternoon. "Draco." she tried again more firmly, but once again nothing, and fear of loneliness filled her.

Blaise had left, Luna had been taken, Twilight left her here, and now Draco wouldn't answer, and she couldn't reach the other two. "DRACO!!!" she cried out pushing through their bond straight into his mind. It was then she fell apart.

'No... No... He wouldn't...'

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Amata Mercy

Let me know what you think.

Where did Blaise go? Who with? What about Luna? What will happen with Draco and Pansy? Will Twilight be able to take care of Harry? What of Hermione?