Help Me Cause Im Breaking Down
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Rating: R for language, violence, sexuality, and possible brief nudity. ^__^
Pairing: Ginny/Draco, Harry/Hermione, Ron/Luna, Blaise/OC
Disclaimer: I own Draco, Ron, and Lucius Malfoy… not! If I owned anything, would I be writing a FAN fiction? Nope. I don't even really own Alex or Cassie, they're based on two girls I know. And I do own Angelina.
Ginny suffers through so much in her sixth year, and who's there to help her pick herself up? No one… for now.
Chapter 9: Mythological Hideout
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"What do you want?" Angelina asked, rolling her eyes.
"You to believe I didn't want to hurt you." Blaise's deep brown eyes looked into her own brown ones.
"No problem!" Angelina said, ripping her hands from the his grip, "The air's cleared! We can just forget that you never told me my father was gonna be kidnapped!"
"Angie…"
Angelina's hand came up to slap him, only to have it caught, "Only people I care about can call me Angie." She ripped her arm from his grip and made to leave.
Blaise pulled her closer and forced his lips on to hers, shoving his tongue into her mouth when she gasped. Angelina refused to move and finally shoved him away.
"Stay the hell away from me!" Angelina told him and ran off.
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Angelina was fuming an hour later as she stomped through the hallway. She growled as she was again shoved against a wall.
"What the hell!? Do I have a sign on me that says "Shove Me Against A Wall! I Enjoy It!"" She sarcastically shouted.
"Michaels, shut the hell up!"
"Oh. It's you! Kit Lanchester. What do I owe this displeasure of being thrown into a wall by Blaise's best friend?"
"Stay away from Blaise." Kit growled, her arms on either side of Angelina's head.
Angelina ducked quickly and twisted Kit's right arm around her back.
"Threaten me again, Lanchester, and you'll regret. I'm highly emotional right now and I tend to be a bigger bitch than usual when I am." Angelina growled, right into Kit's right ear before shoving her against the wall and backing away.
"I don't care, Michaels. If you don't leave Blaise alone, his father will kill him!" Kit told her, her voice cracking, "Blaise is like a brother to me. So if you think I'm doing this because I want him, you're wrong. I don't want anything bad to happen to him."
"I don't either. But right now, I don't give a flying fuck." Angelina said, moving to leave when Kit's hand shot out.
"Angelina, Blaise talks about you all the time. I know he just told you that he knew what was happening to your dad. He wanted to tell you, he wanted to owl you the minute his father flooed into his room and said that they were going on a Death Eater mission. When his father told him that he was going after your dad, he knew that the owl wouldn't make it in time, and if he flooed to your house, his father would kill your entire family."
"Look, I don't want to know this. I don't care. So just leave me alone!"
Kit let her leave but said, "If something happens to him, will you be stubborn and stay away, or will you forget about it and go be with him?" It was a rhetorical question so Angelina just kept walking.
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Blaise sighed and kicked the rock into the water. Crabbe and Goyle (looking for Malfoy) had just left him and he was all alone… again. He wished she'd forgive him, but he knew she probably never would.
Looking down at his watch, he noticed it was eleven AM. The train left in an hour and he still had packing to do. Turning around, he ran back to the castle.
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Draco opened his eyes and immediately found Ginny lying asleep, and naked, in front of him. He stared at her with a content smile on his face. He stood, and picked her up, placing her on the sofa couch, he got behind her, and fell asleep again after kissing Ginny's neck and covering them with a blanket.
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Draco woke up when he wasn't able to feel Ginny's body heat, "Gin?" He sleepily called out in the room, "Ginny?" He wrapped the blanket around his waist and stood up, "GINNY?" He ran out of the library into his room and heard the shower running. He sighed and walked into the bathroom. He looked at the shower and saw Ginny just standing under the hot spray and occasionally blowing air out through her mouth, disturbing the water flow down her face. He dropped the blanket (*drool*), quietly opened the privacy glass (frosted glass, distorted so you can't see the figure clearly) and stepped in. He wrapped his arms around her waist and kissed her neck. She jumped and turned around in his arms.
"You have a knack for scaring the hell out of me Malfoy!" Ginny gasped out, hand over her chest, "You shouldn't do that!" She said shoving him away from her.
"Oh chill Gin." He said, pushing some wet hair back and started kissing her neck. After a few minutes of him teasing her neck, she pulled him up to her lips. His hands reached down to her rear and lifted her up, her back against the shower wall, her legs around his waist.
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Christmas came. No Weasley sweaters, no chocolate, no gifts from their family. Hagrid sent Ron, Ginny, and Angelina each an extra tin of his cakes, Albus sent them each a book of nothing in particular, just something to take their minds off stuff, Draco gave Ginny a necklace with a heart locket that when she opened it, it was charmed with thirteen heads. She placed Ron, Bill, Charlie, Fred, George, Angelina, Draco, her mother, her dad, Harry, Hermione, Cassie, and Alex in a heart shaped holder. Ginny gave Ron the Blaze 3000, latest in brooms, that Charlie, Bill, Fred, George, and herself had planned on giving him, and she had to give him their parents' gift of brand new dress robes. Ron and her brothers had pre-arranged to give her a new dress as well. She had yet to open it, she wanted to wait till she was out at the lake with everyone.
So here, Draco (much to Ron, Hermione, and Harry's distaste), Ginny, Ron, Harry, Hermione, Angelina, and Luna (Ron's official new girlfriend), sat by the lake, under the shade of the great Willow tree.
"Ginny, this isn't the box from us, but it was addressed to you." Ron answered handing her a red box. He held up a white one, "Here's the one we sent you, open it first."
Ginny smiled and opened the white box, pulling out a long ball gown. It was a crème color, strapless, but had sheer bell sleeves attached. It went to her waist in a corset, then elegantly puffed out in a bell-like shape.
"Oh my God!" Ginny gasped, "It's gorgeous! Thank you so much!" She reached over and hugger her brother.
"Charlie picked it out. He said it was practically made for you." Ron said softly with a saddened smile on his face. Luna squeezed his hand, and leant into him.
"Open the mystery box. Maybe you have an admirer." Angelina wagged her eyebrows, "Looks like Draco might have some competition."
"And hopefully Gin will pick the comp over Malfoy." Ron wished silently, earning a glare from Angelina, Ginny, and Draco, and an elbow in the ribs by Luna.
Ginny unwrapped the ribbon on the box and pulled it off. She stood and grabbed the dress inside and pulled it out. It was a blood color, with a corset top that shimmered on the way down and grew darker till the flat silk skirt was black. She gasped.
"Ginny…" Angelina said, she reached in and picked up a rose that was in the box. It was amazingly still normal, not at all squished by the heavy material of the dress. It was a bright red, like it had just bloomed. Ginny and Angelina shared a look as Angelina handed the rose to Ginny and everyone watched as the rose touched Ginny's fingers it turned black and dead. Ginny gasped and dropped the rose.
"What the…" Ron started.
Ginny interrupted, "Percy. This was the dress I was wearing in one of my dreams. The one where they forced me to watch them kill Draco… then he stabbed me in the back."
"Its physically impossible to die in your dreams!" Hermione exclaimed.
"Yeah well, apparently not!" Ginny snapped at her, regretting it immediately.
"Why would he send this to you?" Hermione asked.
"He's letting me know that its coming."
"What?" Ron asked.
"Our next meeting." She answered simply.
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Blaise sighed and sat on his bed. It was Christmas and he couldn't be with the one person he wanted to be with because she hated him at the moment.
"Blaise! Get down here! NOW!" His father shouted from down stairs.
Blaise didn't move, he just ignored his father.
"Blaise Zabini! Get down here!"
Blaise ignored him and just looked at the ring in his hand, the brother ring to Angelina's. His father burst into his room suddenly.
"Blaise, when I call you, you come!"
"I'm not you, Father, and you're not Voldemort."
"Blaise, don't make me hurt you!"
"Too late." Blaise sighed, "Angelina Michaels hates me because of you!"
"What does that matter! You'd never be with her anyways! You're betrothed to Kit Lanchester!"
"Nessa and I are only friends! She's in love with some Ravenclaw!"
"Blaise, you're never gonna see Angelina Michaels again! Our Master will kill her when he sets his plan into motion. Now come down. We have an appointment with our Dark Lord!"
"Whatever. Just get the fuck outta my room and go suck off your Master!" Blaise crudely shouted at his father.
His father grew angry and drew his wand, "You're going to regret being disobedient boy."
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The next afternoon at lunch, Ginny was still a bit shaken from what had happened yesterday.
Angelina dipped the end of her toast in the yellow of her over-easy eggs and bit the end off (A/N Great, now it's 330 in the morning and I'm hungry for eggs!; she's not that hungry so just got eggs for lunch, couldn't think of anything else ::Shrug::), "Gin, calm down hun. It'll be okay."
Ginny nodded, "Where's Draco? He's not at Slytherin table. Dumbledore, McGonagall, Snape, Madame Pomfrey, they aren't here either." Ginny observed, looking between the Head and Slytherin table.
As if on que, Draco ran into the hall and over to Gryffindor table. He walked over to Ginny and crouched on the ground between her and Angelina.
"Hey, whats up?" Ginny asked.
"I'm not here to talk to you Gin, sorry." He said and looked at Angelina.
"What do I owe this pleasure?" She asked sarcastically.
"Blaise is in the Hospital Wing." Draco told her softly, "He's not doing good."
She looked shocked before urgently asking, "What happened?"
"His father nearly kill…" Before Draco could finish, she was out the doors.
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Angelina ran down the hall, her arms pumping up and down for more speed, her boots' heels pounding on the ground and echoing off the halls' walls. She turned a hard right, gravity taking over she leaned to the left a bit, and pushed through the Hospital Wing doors. She stopped immediately, two steps inside the Wing with her hands holding the doors open, she was frozen. Her hands slowly fell to her side and the doors behind her closed, bathing the Wing in darkness. The only source of light was from the sun coming through the tinted dome window at the left end of the Hospital Wing, not providing a lot of light because the sun was on the other side of the school.
"Miss Michaels. What brings you here?" Madame Pomfrey asked. She tried to keep her voice cheerful but failed miserably.
"What happened?" Angelina asked, her eyes adverted to the only bed occupied. Snape, McGonagall, and Dumbledore stood in a corner of the room whispering.
"His was injured…"
"In detail." Angelina snapped, "What really happened?"
Madame Pomfrey sighed, "From what we've gathered while he was conscious, his father left the Crucio curse on him for several hours for defying him last night, but used a foreign object, we suppose a dagger or a slicing curse. The Ministry made a surprise raid last night and caught him in the act as he was casting a Fire charm aimed at Blaise… the poor boy, I hope they throw his father in Azkaban for life for what he did!"
Angelina stood stock still in shock. She swallowed and asked, "Why haven't you healed him?"
"Something's preventing us. We're trying to take down the guards and spells so we can heal him."
"Is…is h…he gonna be o…k?" She was having trouble keeping her emotions out of her voice.
"We don't know dear. We don't know." Madame Pomfrey stroked Angelina's hair in a sad gesture, "Just pray to the Gods that he lives." She whispered and walked away.
Angelina took a few steps forward slowly. She felt a pair of eyes on her back and turned. They connected into the shadowed eyes of the Headmaster (Imagine its still Richard Harris from the movie! I don't like the new guy. I wish Richard was still alive :( ) whom was still standing in the corner talking to an arguing McGonagall and Snape. The two bickered back and forth like an old married couple.
Angelina turned from the Headmaster and walked slowly over to Blaise's bed. She scraped the chair forward till it touched the back of her knees, and sit down. She let out a choked sob. He had burns on his arms, not so much boils but little black scorch marks, one of them broken, the other with a broken wrist, his face was destroyed, cuts lashed angrily across his cheeks, his eyes were bruised, his bottom lip was busted open, and his nose had a gash along the side. She gulped and pulled the blanket down slowly and unbuttoned his Hospital dress shirt. Welts from a belt lay out viciously across his chest, eight of them, but they were very puffy insinuation more than one strike in that particular place.
She gently touched one of the welts and felt a tear slip down her face, then buttoned his shirt back up and stomped over to the three teachers.
"What the hell are you doing to his father? He better be getting a life sentence in Azkaban if not the Dementor's Kiss."
"Miss Michaels, please calm down." Albus quietly requested.
"Do not tell me to calm down! I won't calm down till my family is home and safe and Blaise is alive."
"He's not dead, Miss Michaels."
"Not yet." She whispered sadly, "You can't even heal him."
"I'm working on a recipe to take off the wards on him Miss Michaels. (Whoa, MAJOR, MAJOR sense of déjà vu! Right… back to the story ^__^) By tomorrow night Blaise shall be back to 90 percent." Snape told her, trying to reassure her.
"90? Why 90?"
"Blaise hasn't woken up since he arrived this morning at 7. We're worried he might've fallen and suffered brain damage."
"Are you say there's a chance Blaise might not wake up?"
Albus sighed, "I'm afraid so, Miss Michaels."
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"Angelina…" Ginny said her name softly, hiking up the cliff. She just stood there for five minutes with her hand on Angelina's shoulder. And was surprised when she spoke.
"In my fourth year, Blaise and I had a little fling. Lasted about three months. Nothing major happened, we made out, had sex a few times, then something changed. He got scared and told me to never talk to him again. So, till I had to distract Blaise, nothing happened. But old stuff started to happened. Those three months together we were never apart unless at class or in the Great Hall. I think I started to fall for him.
A few days ago, Blaise said I couldn't ignore this because I had fallen. I think he's right. But it scares me. My mom and dad have been together for eighteen years, since their sixth year. They had me a few months after they got married, right after school. They've been happy for nearly two decades. But two years ago, after James was born and we lost Andrew, things unraveled. Finally, a few months ago, my mom and dad filed for divorce. An act of love killed a family."
"So you refuse to fall in love. Just have flings?"
"Yep." Angelina said flatly, "Clichéd huh?" Angelina chuckled, "And now, I think I might have fallen in love."
"You only fall in love truly once. And it's amazing." Ginny said wistfully.
"Speaking from experience?" Angelina smirked.
"Draco and I aren't like that. It's only been a few weeks."
"So has this… if you don't count those three, two years ago."
"How is he?" Ginny asked after a few moment of silence.
"He might have brain damage. Dumbledore's afraid he might never wake up."
Ginny sighed and hugged Angelina, just standing in silence for a few minutes.
"God this month sucks." Angelina said, getting Ginny to let out a chuckle.
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Angelina ferociously pulled the quill around the large pad. She was drawing what came to her mind's eye. She sighed when she was done, stretched her hand that had been moving nonstop for at least an hour. She looked down and frowned.
"Hey." Ginny whispered from behind her. Angelina jumped in her chair and looked around, becoming aware of her surroundings again. She was in the Hospital Wing sitting by Blaise's bedside.
She blinked to readjust in the new pain in her neck from turning around so quickly, "Hey. What's up?"
"You sound like you just woke up."
"No, I haven't slept in a few days." Angelina yawned and covered her mouth with both hands, the pad falling to the floor.
Ginny bent to pick it up and furrowed her brow, "Angelina… why did you draw this?"
"Uhm… I don't know. I think I've seen it before." She looked at it upside down, "Yeah… yeah! My mom took me there after we went to Diagon Alley in my first year. We flooed to Hogsmeade because my mom had to pick up robes from Madam Malkin's. She took me to that place. It's an old, now abandoned, Mythological Museum. Holds statues and scripts of stories for people like, Athena, Zeus, Hephaestus, Aphrodite, them."
"How far is it from here?"
"I don't know. Uhm… its just outside Hogsmeade. There's a field nearby, and close to the Forest. The Gods' worshippers that built it, built it so it was like a temple, peaceful, sacred, so they made sure to keep it outside of Hogsmeade, which put a strain on business. Three years ago, it closed. It was meant to be magically bulldozed but someone bought the land and kept the temple up."
Ginny smiled and turned the drawing around to face Angelina, "What room is this?"
"Zeus's. The throne is a replica to Zeus, the holder on the side of the throne is where he'd keep spare lightning bolts. This is where his wife, who is also his sister, Hera, sat."
"Angelina! You're amazing!"
"Yeah, I like to this so too." Angelina joked.
"Seriously!"
"Why?!" Angelina asked, mimicking Ginny's little bounce and enthusiastic voice.
"This is the room where they killed Draco and I! This is where the Death Eaters are taking refuge!" Ginny smiled, "It all makes sense! The forest, the field, the temple! Oh my God! Angelina, you're the best!" Ginny took of in a run.
"Hey! Do you want to meet in here later with Draco and Ron and build a rescue mission?"
Ginny stopped and turned around, "Yeah! I'll go get Ron, you go to Draco, he's probably eating but Ron wasn't feeling well so he went to Gryffindor Tower!"
"Wow! Ron must be really sick to pass up a meal!" Angelina said, and watched Ginny laugh as she ran out.
Turning around and sighing, Angelina kissed Blaise's forehead. It had been three days. Professor Snape's potion had worked but Madame Pomfrey only would heal Blaise a bit a day because it was draining with so much damage.
She ran a hand through his hair and ran out of the Hospital Wing, not seeing Blaise's finger twitch.
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Angelina walked calmly over to the Slytherin table and tapped Draco on the shoulder, "Yo, Malfoy. Head Girl needs to see you ASAP. She needs your approval on when the next Head and Prefect meeting will be."
"Tell her to wait till after I'm done eating." Draco brushed her off and turned back to his food.
"But she'll know you're trying to Weasel your way out of the meeting. And she tried to clue you in last time on how important it is that you two make decisions on together like it were a big family that you two run. Get my point?" She asked.
"Not really."
Angelina pulled him up by his collar, "Listen up boy, she said if you don't get your ass there pronto, you're gonna be removed from your Head Boy position!"
Draco pushed her hands off and straightened his robes, "Note to self, burn clothing later and take a bath in bleach."
They stomped out of the Great Hall.
"Boy! How thick can you be? Clues in that whole coded message, Weasel: Weasley, Ginny, your nickname for the Weasley family. Clue: We have a clue. Important: IMPORTANT! Family: As to where out family's are." Angelina ranted.
"Chill out. I haven't got much sleep the last few days."
"I bet you haven't." She muttered.
"What was that?"
"Nothing." She said innocently, "C'mon, we're meeting Gin and Ron in the Hospital Wing."
"Blaise made any change?" Draco asked quietly.
"Madame Pomfrey healed his head injury, nose, cheek and eyes. She's making progress on the welts of his chest… only two left. She's saving the broken wrist for last, she thinks she might wait for Blaise's approval because of past injuries to it. Sometimes a spell would act up and break it further. She rather have his approval before she breaks his arm anymore."
"You know a lot about Blaise." Draco observed.
"I got bored last night, riffled through Pomfrey's records. Checked out Blaise's, mine, yours, Ginny's, Harry's, Luna's, Ron's, Hermione's, Alex's, Cassie's, a few Ravenclaw and Hufflepuff students, mainly anyone on the Quidditch team though. After all, I should know for future reference."
"Riiiiiiiiiiiiight!"
"Bite me Malfoy!" Angelina said to him, glaring into his eyes.
"Now, now, children. No need to get angry with one another!" Ginny said teasingly, coming up from behind.
"Did you just come from outside?" Angelina asked, flicking a bug off Ginny's shoulder.
"Yep. Noticed Ronniekins out there makin' out with Luna." Ginny smiled at the blushing couple.
"Riiiiiiiiiiiiight!" Angelina strung, "C'mon, lets go." They briskly walked towards the Hospital Wing.
They all Accio-d some chairs and gathered around Blaise's bed. Angelina's hands held Blaise's right one, Ginny and Draco held hands between chairs, Luna sat on Ron's lap.
"We know where the Death Eaters have taken refuge." Ginny said, picking up the bed that she had lain on Blaise's legs, "Angelina said that its just outside Hogsmeade."
"It's a Mythological Museum. It holds replicas of depicted rooms having to do with the Greek Gods and Goddesses."
"Like who?" Ron asked.
"That particular room is Zeus." Angelina explained, waving her hand towards the drawing, "There's also Aphrodite, Apollo, Hephaestus, Hades, Poseidon, Titans, all of them. Aphrodite's the best!"
"Titans?" Ron asked.
"Gaea, Phoebe, Hyperion, Atlas, Mnemosyne, Artemis, Hephaestus." Angelina explained. She grabbed the quill and pad and drew for a few minutes before saying a spell and flicking her wand towards the thin air to their left. The drawing of which she just made, flew off the paper and in the air.
"This," She pointed her wand to the entrance, "Is the entrance to the temple. Take a left," Her wand produced a little red A, "And you're in the Room of the Titans." The A backtracked, "Go forward, you go into Stories On Scrolls." The A went backward again, "Go left, you go into Semi-gods and Other Gods. They're The Graces, Persephone, Eros, The Muses, Thanatos, The Erinyes'. We, want to go through Room Of The Titans though." The A was joined by a red G and R, a green D, and a blue L.
The letters moved by the entrance and into the Titans' room, "Then we'll go through the room, into the Family Tree of the Gods. That basically tells you that Cronus was Zeus's father, and Zeus and Hera had Athena, who was the half sister to Ares, whom are both half siblings to Aphrodite. In other words, it tells you Zeus got around a lot." The letters turned right suddenly, "This will be the entrance to the Olympians, which is where we want to go. We'll have to go through eleven rooms before making it to Zeus. We'll go through, in this exact order, Hephaestus, Artemis, Hermes, Aphrodite, Apollo, Athena, Ares, Hera, Hestia, Hades, Poseidon, then finally Zeus. This is all the way in the back of the Temple. No chance of Floo-ing or Apparating or anything. So the Death Eaters risk exposure to take refuge here. Though, the back entry way, leads to the Forbidden Forest. Its where its told a few Gods were lain to rest. Though that's probably just a Myth to attract business."
"Back way?"
"You can't get in that way. Only out." Angelina sighed and said the spell to freeze the image. She said another and six replicas formed. One zoomed into everyone's head, including Blaise's.
"What the bloody hell was that?!" Ron asked.
"The map. I've stored it in your brains."
"This doesn't feel right." Ginny muttered, "Maybe we should get Harry and Hermione."
"No bloody friggen way." Draco said, "No way are Potter and his little girlfriend joining this. It's bad enough your brother and his girlfriend are involved."
"Oi!" Ron shouted.
"I agree with Draco." Angelina said, voicing her own thoughts, "The more people we have, the more people we have to watch out for."
"Point taken." Ginny sighed, "But, Harry and Hermione know a lot of extra spells because of the DA."
"DA?" Draco asked.
"Never mind. Not important." Angelina waved his question off, "Its bad enough Ron and Luna are going. We can't risk adding two more people. This whole plan has trap written on it, but we have to do this to get our families back."
"Look," Ginny interrupted as Ron opened his mouth to speak, "We'll vote tomorrow, ok? But right now, we need to figure out a bargaining chip."
"Well, everyone knows Voldemort wants Harry the most." Angelina stated the obvious.
"So, all we have to do, is figure out a way for Harry to not blow our cover…"
Angelina gasped and her mouth formed a large smile, "Oh, I have a brilliant idea!"
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Ginny and Draco sat on his bed doing… homework. Though, something had happened and their quills, parchment, ink, and books had ended up on the floor. Now, they were attached at the mouth.
"Draco…" Ginny tried to pull away from Draco.
"Ginny." He said back, looking at her.
"Angelina's plan is dangerous. Something could happen, I don't want you going."
He sat up, Ginny being pushed off of him, "No way. No way in hell am I letting my girlfriend go in there alone without knowing how to defend herself."
Ginny smiled, "Girlfriend?"
Draco sputtered, "Uh… uh… uhm…"
Ginny laughed and kissed him, "Then show me."
"Show you what?"
"How to defend myself." Ginny said simply and kissed him again.
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Angelina paced through the Hospital Wing.
"Two weeks. Two bloody weeks and he's not awake yet!" Kit ranted next to her, they crossed paths, Angelina going up, Kit going down.
"It's the 7th of January. Two weeks after Christmas. So technically, only thirteen days. He was brought in after Christmas."
"Same thing!" Kit snapped.
"It's two am. Why don't you go get some sleep? I'll owl you immediately if something happens." Angelina offered, taking in the weary seventh year.
She sighed, "Not that bad an idea. Use the Floo instead. It's easier, and faster."
Angelina nodded and watched her leave. She sighed and after a few minutes sat down in the chair.
"I'm sorry." She whispered and lay her head down by Blaise's hand, "I screwed up, royally with you."
"I fucked up. Not you."
Angelina's head flipped up and her mouth dropped open. Tears formed in her eyes, "Blaise!"
"Hi." He whispered.
She got up, sat on the side of the bed and hugged him. He sat up to meet her half way, wrapping his arms around her waist.
"Kit told me your dad Floo-ed to your room before it happened and that if you came to my house you would've been killed. If you had told me that I would've forgave you, it wasn't your fault! I feel so stupid." She pulled away and looked into his eyes, "I'm sorry! I'm so sorry. If this hadn't've happened, you wouldn't have gone home, and you wouldn't've nearly died!"
Blaise wiped away her tears, "Angelina…"
"Angie." She corrected and kissed him, reveling in the feel of his lips against hers, his hand on her face.
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That's all. Not the best chapter, but being sick, I haven't really been up to speed with my brain, so my thoughts are untouchable at the moment with this fic. I liked the hideout I came up with though! Cause Greek Mythology is fascinating, and me to find sites for research without having to actually work on something for school is cool lol.
It went fast with Blaise's problem, but I wanted to get this all out in one chapter so its lighter and more action packed in the next one. Thanks to everyone who reviewed, I love you all!
Sorry about not updating Thursday, but my computer was screwing up.
And, I made a lil mess up with on of the Gods, but I can't remember what, and I have to get off the computer, I just wanted to update this ^__^
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