Help Me Cause I'm 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 8: Truth Revealed
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"Percy?" Ron asked, "What about Percy?"
"He…" Ginny coughed, "He killed Charlie and he's been attacking me in my dreams."
"What?" Ron backed away disbelievingly, "No! You're wrong."
"He attacked the four of us in the woods last night, Ron. It's true." Angelina told him as the tears refused to cease for Ginny.
"Four? More like Malfoy and Zabini led you two there to kill you!" Ron yelled, standing up ready to attack.
"No. I was having a dream and I slept walked out of the castle and into the forest where Percy was waiting for me."
"I was looking for Ginny and Blaise had seen her going into the Forest. I followed, they followed. Ginny was bleeding on the ground, he knocked me down, was about to kill me when Ginny caused a distraction. I knocked him to the ground, he got up, she kicked him in below the belt, we ran. He threw the Unforgivable at us." Angelina explained. She tried to stand up but failed so Blaise supported her.
"You're wrong." Ron shouted, "My brother did not kill my brother and try to kill you."
"Ron…" Ginny walked up to him and sighed, "Why would I lie about this?"
"Maybe because you're covering for yourself? Maybe you killed Charlie." After the words flew out of Ron's mouth, he felt white hot pain, and was down on the ground.
Ginny, Ron, Harry, Hermione, Blaise, and Angelina looked at Draco in shock. He'd just been standing there silently when Ron said that, he grew angry and threw his fist out. Harry went to go punch Draco but Hermione's hand tugged on his, keeping him back.
"Ron deserved that." Hermione stated, shocking everyone, including herself a bit, "Ginny, the four of you should go somewhere till we can figure out how to get your families back."
"WE?" Ginny asked in disbelieve, "No way in hell are you three keeping me out of the loop on this one. Or Angelina. They're our families. We're not going to sit by the fire in Gryffindor and await word that the three of you were slaughtered upon arrival."
"Ginny, you're far too young to be gallivanting around some place crawling with Death Eaters!" Ron insisted, still holding his bruised jaw.
"Didn't have a problem with that when I was fourteen. I'm sixteen Ron. I can do what I please, when I please, and who I please, because this is my life, not yours." Ginny finished stomping her foot and taking a step back towards Draco when she said 'who'.
Ron opened his mouth to say something.
"Ron, with you being the Drama Queen of the family, I figured you'd know an exit line when it was said." An angry Ginny told her brother with her back to him, "But," She turned to face him, "Since you obviously don't, I'll leave." Ginny stomped off.
"Ginny! Wait!" Draco called, he took off in a sprint but was stopped by Ron.
"You touch or go near my sister ever again, I'll kill you and gladly go to Azkaban for it." Ron threatened.
"Threatening a Malfoy is never smart, Weasel. Even if my father is in Azkaban, I still have power."
"I won't have my sister falling in love with a Death Eater."
"Go to hell Weasley. You can't stop her. She's sixteen."
"She's a baby."
"She didn't seem like much of a baby last night." Draco sneered, knowing he hit a spot when Harry and Ron freaked. Hermione stepped in front of them and Blaise pulled on Draco's sleeve.
"Stop it man. He's not worth it." Blaise warned, "We can't leave Ginny alone."
Draco looked over his shoulder slightly, "Or Angelina."
Blaise turned around and saw Angelina was no longer sobbing on the ground, "Shit."
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"Ginny!" Angelina shouted, "Ginny!" She shouted again, "Stop dammit!" Angelina ran after her.
Ginny ran into Moaning Myrtle's bathroom and Angelina followed.
Angelina panted and looked at Ginny like she were crazy, "What the hell are you doing?"
"Trying something." Ginny said, she bent down at the sink and hissed in a different language. Nothing happened so she tried again.
"Ginny… why are you trying to get in the Chamber?" Angelina asked, bending down next to Ginny and placing a hand on her shoulder.
"There was an exit way in the Chamber, that Tom would come out of. It has to lead somewhere. Maybe to where he's got our families."
"Ginny… that's grasping at straws…" said softly by Angelina.
"It's all we've got!" Ginny cried, "My mother, my father, my brothers… they're being tortured by there own blood." Ginny croaked through her tears of pain.
"I know Gin. I know. So are my mom and dad and brothers (A/N In the chpt. where it mentions Angelina's brothers, I forgot the s and didn't realize it till after I updated) and sister. Well… not by their own blood." Angelina kept rambling trying to comfort Ginny.
"Angelina… shut up." Ginny told her.
"Ok." Angelina meekly said and bit her lips closed.
Ginny laughed slightly and lay her head down in Angelina's lap, "I'm scared."
Angelina sighed, "I know babe, I know. I am too." Angelina whispered.
"I wish you hadn't followed me into the Forest. You wouldn't be in this mess."
"And you'd be dead and your family would be mourning the loss of another child. You wouldn't have this thing with Malfoy either." She said softly, after pulling Ginny's face to the side to look the in the eyes.
"I wish none of this had happened. If I hadn't used that damn enchanted journal in my first year, my dreams wouldn't've been triggered, I wouldn't be in this predicament, and I never would've been able to tell Percy that Penelope was cheating on him with Marcus Flint because Percy was too boring in many ways. How embarrassing is it to find out that your fiancé is cheating on you with an ex-Slytherin by your baby sister on your Wedding Day?!"
"I'd kill you." Angelina answered automatically then cringed, "Like he's trying to do."
Ginny sighed and rolled her head over a bit. Angelina looked down and saw her sleeping peacefully.
"Of all the places you fall asleep, it had to be a haunted bathroom." Angelina mumbled as Myrtle floated by, sulking as usual. "Myrtle, do you travel often out the bathroom?" Myrtle moaned and nodded, "I'd be forever grateful if you could go find Draco Malfoy. He's about 5'8", with bleach blonde hair, and gray eyes."
Myrtle sighed and floated out of the bathroom, only to return minutes later with Draco and Blaise.
"Hey. We need a place to take Gin. She's asleep."
Draco's eyes fell to the girl with her head in Angelina's lap. Her brow was pushed up slightly, like she was still trying to keep her eyes open, her lips partly open, her breathing even and slow. Draco's eyes flickered with something Angelina couldn't recognize, as he bent to pick her up in his arms.
"I'll take her to my library. She'll be safe there." Draco said softly as he left the bathroom.
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Angelina stood on the small cliff over the Great Lake of Hogwarts. The wind blowing her hair to the left, her eyes squinted against the cold winter air, her glossed lips trembling in the cold, she dragged her hands loosely up and down her arms trying to get some sense of warmth. But in the last two weeks her family had been missing, and Christmas two days away, she had no warmth, no Christmas spirit, no cheer, no hope, nothing. She was empty and cold, tears wept in the warm embrace of Blaise, but she spent many more hours sobbing to herself in this little Sanctuary of hers.
She sniffled and moved her eyes to scan the sunless day. Snow had fallen only thrice times this winter and the last signs of it melted away. It was an unusually warmer winter, preventing the snow to stay for long or the lake to freeze. Her silky hair slid around her seemingly bare arms, her having been stupid and stormed out of the castle in a tan top with sheer bell sleeves and dark blue jeans with boots, she wasn't very protected against the wind.
She didn't even move when she felt a warm hand on her arm. She just blinked slowly and watched the squid attempt to do the back stroke in the lake, in the process pissing of a few mermaids.
"Angie…" He said softly. When she didn't move, his hand closed around the back of her neck and turned her around, gently pulling her into his arms. His right arm wrapped around her neck, his left around her back, as her arms stayed crossed against her chest.
"Angie, I'm leaving tomorrow for Christmas break." He told her, sighing when she didn't move. She was barely breathing.
"They sent me their wedding rings." Angelina's unused voice croaked, "I keep wondering, does that mean they're dead? Were their fingers cut off? What is being done to them?"
He kissed the side of her head before pulling away to look in his girlfriends eyes, "They're fine." He told her.
"How do you know?" She asked.
He sighed and looked down, avoiding eye contact. He settled on looking at the necklace around her neck that he'd given her the day before for Christmas. He had bought her a ring, it has a white gold band with a blue diamond surrounded in a small band of white diamonds, her favorite diamonds, and she put it on a necklace chain. He told her it was a sorta promise ring that he'd be there for her when she needed him. He wore its brother ring, just a plain white gold band, on a necklace as well.
"Blaise…" She pleaded, "You know something."
"They won't kill them till they have you and the Weasley's. Voldemort won't let them. They're trying to keep Percy a secret so he can steal Ministry information when he reshows his face mourning the loss of his ex-fiancé and brother."
"How do you know this? You're not a Death Eater."
"My father informs me of things." He said it in a way that made Angelina grow worried with suspicion.
"What things?"
"I knew your father would be kidnapped." He lowly stated. She let out a cry of disbelief and brought her hand up to massage her brow at the already growing headache and confusion, "He would've been killed till I told my father that the Weasley girl might've told you something about the identity of the latest recruit from the Light side and that he could be used as leverage to find out. And when I found out that you might be killed because of this, as well as killing your father, I rebutted and said that I just figured we could save him for my initiation torture after graduation. That would've bought time for us to think something up to get your father out alive. He knew I had feelings for you and told me if I told you, he'd kill you and make me watch before killing me. Angie… Angie, look at me. I'm sorry. Angie, please look at me."
"I can't… I can't look at you. I can't believe I trusted you. I don't know how I ever trusted a Slytherin." She whispered to herself, but the wind carried her words to his ears.
"Angie…"
"Don't!" She warned, holding up a finger to halt him, "Do me a favor. Loose the Gryffindor password, take my room off your Floo network, don't talk to me, don't look at me, don't come near me. You're disgusting. A Death Eater to the core. Love or respect or compassion will never reside in your heart. Unless for the means of your Dark Lord." She made to move passed him but he grabbed her arm. She jerked it from his grip, "You ever touch me again, I'll make sure Dumbledore sends you to Azkaban on withholding information on a kidnapping case and knowledge of Death Eater activity." She threatened before taking off in a run, leaving a torn Blaise Zabini behind her.
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Angelina looked down at the object in her hand as tears poured down her face. Her capuchin, Mooky, sat on her shoulder with his tail wrapped around her neck, he lay his small claw/hand on top of her hand in an almost comforting gesture. Making up her mind, she sniffled and dropped said object in a little manila envelope.
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"Oi, Blaise!" Draco shouted the next morning at breakfast, "Wakey, wakey." He taunted, waving a hand in front of his friends face.
"Bugger of Malfoy before I take my butter knife and make sure you are the last in the Malfoy line." Blaise growled, picking up his butter knife and stabbing it through his French toast to emphasize.
"What crawled up your arse and died?"
"Nothing." Blaise shouted.
"Posts here!" A fifth year Slytherin shouted as owls swarmed in.
An owl dumped a small packet on to Blaise's French toast. He sighed and opened it, pressing the sides in, expanding it so he could see inside.
Draco watched as his friends brow furrowed in sadness and he put two fingers in the envelope and pulled out a necklace by the clasp.
"Didn't you give that to Angelina a few days ago?" Draco asked.
Blaise didn't answer. He stared through the hole of the ring to see Angelina's unmoving body sitting next to Ginny. He slammed his fists down on the table and walked away.
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Angelina watched briefly as he opened the package before turning back to her toast.
"Angelina…" Ginny started, "You can't blame him. He technically saved your life and your fathers!"
"I can blame him and I do. He could've told me or told Dumbledore and Dumbledore would've put protective wards around my house!"
Ginny opened her mouth to say something when a hand slammed down on the table by Angelina's plate.
"I gave this to you as a gift. Keep it." Blaise growled, "Maybe you can pawn it and buy a protection spell for your family… oh wait, what family?"
Angelina looked up at Blaise with nothing written in her eyes or on her face, "I don't want it. You're no longer my boyfriend, probably never were. You were probably just in it for the sex… like I was." She smirked and rounded him but he grabbed her arm in a death lock.
"Get your goddamn hands off me now." She said through gritted teeth.
"Or you'll what Michaels? Threaten to sic daddy on me when he gets back… or if he's alive."
"Get your hands off me, Death Eater." She hissed.
Though her words stung, he still held on. He got close to her face so that they were a mere inch apart, less than an inch actually, as his nose lightly pressed hers when he moved his head slightly, his breath smelt of whiskey, mint, and French toast, his strong cologne filled her nostrils with his breath making her dizzy, his lips so close to hers she could almost feel them. She had the desire to kiss him and forgive him when he said, "This isn't over. You can't fight this Michaels. You can't, I can't. No matter what you throw at me, no matter what words you lash at me, you still won't hurt me because I know you've fallen." He let go of her and left.
Pain and tears were visible in her eyes as she rubbed her bruising arm. She felt something slip slightly in her free hand and looked down. The necklace with the ring lay in her hand.
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"Today, sixth and seventh years, we'll be learning about more advanced Boggarts." Professor Tonks shouted, twirling one of her neon green curls, "They go deep down into your heart, not brain like Lupin's did, and find what you're truly afraid of. We'll go in boy-girl-girl-boy order. It'll be Zabini, Michaels, Weasley, Malfoy, Weasley, Granger, Parkinson, Potter, Creevey, Bulstrode, Evans… by then the Boggart should be gone. Remember, all you have to do is use the Riddikulus spell."
Blaise went up and the Boggart was released. It immediately looked into his eyes and found his source of great fear. It morphed into… his father. He shouted "Riddikulus" and the Boggart wavered.
"Michaels! Your turn!"
Angelina was busy picking at her street clothes. She didn't bother to put on Hogwarts uniform anymore, and wore a short white loose skirt, white pointed toed boots with four inch heels, an a white sleeveless top, that at the breast bone had a diamond shape of cloth and had two sheer strips of cloth wrap around towards her back, twice, and then curved up around her arms and twirled down and tied at her wrists.
"Angelina!" Tonks shouted again and Angelina looked up. She lazily stood and walked over to the Boggart.
He looked into her eyes and looked confused before morphing into Blaise. She looked confused as it morphed into Voldemort, then Dumbledore, then Ginny, Blaise's father, Draco, and Lucius Malfoy. They rapidly changed confusing everyone till a bright light appeared quickly and the Boggart settled on one person. Herself. They were wearing the same exact clothing except Boggart-Angelina wore it in blood red. She also held a three-timed curved dagger dripping with blood, and had two rings on top, one silver band the other also a silver band but with a diamond on it.
Angelina weakly raised her arm and shouted, "Riddikulus." Before running out of the classroom.
"Weasley, come on." Tonks said slowly. Extremely confused.
Ginny sighed and looked the Boggart of Angelina in the eye. It morphed into Tom… before his smirking face faded into Percy. She cast out the spell quickly and took her seat.
Draco went up and looked Percy in the eye, wishing he were real and he could kill him. But the figure turned into Lucius, cackling it turned into Voldemort.
"Riddikulus!"
Ron went next and Voldemort turned into Ginny. Surprising everyone.
"Ridd…Riddikulus!"
Hermione stepped up and it turned into Harry and Ron's dead bodies.
Pansy Parkinson's turned into her mother dead.
Harry's turned into Hermione's dead body.
Ginny had seen enough. She ran out of the class, unknowingly following by Draco, and Blaise crept out too.
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"Saint Anger On My Neck! Saint Anger On My Neck. He Never Gets Respect. Saint Anger On My Neck." Angelina sang lowly to the beat of Metallica on her headphones. She'd been trying to contemplate why the Boggart had turned into herself. She knew the reason but refused to admit it.
She felt hot breath on her neck and was turned around and shoved against the wall, hands gripping her wrists out neck to her head.
"Oh great." She groaned as she rolled her eyes.
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Ginny walked out of the classroom and took a deep breath in relief. She jumped when she felt a hand on the small of her back, pushing her forward. She turned around and looked into stormy gray eyes.
"Jesus! You scared me." She whispered, "Come on." She grabbed his hand and took off running. They ran for several minutes till Ginny made it to the unfamiliar floor that she'd entered Draco's library through. She pushed it open and watched as Draco closed the door before she grabbed him around the neck and pulled his lips to hers. She arched her back trying to get as close as possible. Her hands went from his neck to his robe and pulled it off, took his tie off, giggling when she nearly choked him, then ripped his shirt open, popping a few buttons off.
"I didn't like this shirt anyway." He panted out before kissing her again, this aggressiveness alarming him, but turning him on at the same time. She turned them around so her was walking backwards and she ripped her robe off and then her tie. She giggled again when Draco took too many steps backward and tripped on the leg of the couch, flying backwards landing on the rug in front of the fire (it automatically starts when someone enters the room) with a grunt. Ginny giggled slightly at the look on his face. She took her top off slowly as she walked towards him. He kicked his shoes off, as well as Ginny, and both peeled their socks off. She let her skirt fall to the floor.
"Ooh. Red lace today." Draco smirked and got on his knees, and crawled over to her. He captured her lips again as she knelt down slowly to her knees, not breaking the kiss. Her hands found the belt of his gray slacks and she pulled it off, then unzipped his pants. His hands went from their place framing her face, down her neck, across the curve of her shoulders, and down her arms till they reached her hands. He locked his fingers with her and slowly lay backward, bringing her with him.
She moaned when his fingers lightly traced up and down her back. She moved her lips from his down his neck. His fingers pulled the clasp on her bra and got it undone in a matter of seconds. She shifted so he could pull it off.
"You're beautiful." He whispered, his hot breath tickling her ear, sending pleasant shivers down her spine.
"You make me beautiful." She whispered in his ear, kissing the lobe lightly.
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This chapter and the next chapter will be more Angelina/Blaise centric and they'll be more dramatic.
And this chapter is important, a few special little spots are integral, so even though this is a sucky and corny chapter. Everything is important! Including the dumb Boggart scene.
Thanks to everyone single person the reviewed the last chapter. I didn't read my reviews though. I'm not sure how everyone took Percy being the bad guy, and I'm too nervous to read the emails with the reviews. I have had this feeling that Percy might go evil. So *shrug* that's what I did.
Preview::
"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.
I'll have the next chapter up on Thursday.
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