Haunting Visions
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Disclaimer: I own Angelina Michaels, and anyone else whom you do not recognize from the Harry Potter movies and or books
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Chapter 8: An Angel's Come To Ask Me Why
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Draco walked through the hallways of Saint Mungo's in search of Ginny. She had disappeared shortly after convincing Harry and Blaise to apparate to get Dumbledore, Madam Pomfrey, Snape, and McGonagall to remove the curse off of Angelina. He knew that she liked coffee, so he'd stopped first at the cafeteria, but she hadn't been there. Then he'd checked the day care area where the women with children had dropped theirs off, she hadn't been there either. He knew that heights calmed Ginny sometimes so he was headed to the roof.
"Gin," He called out once he made it to the roof. He heard a sniffle and walked towards it. Rounding the large air conditioner box, he found Ginny standing at the edge of the roof, a tear pattern down her face. "Ginny…" He stepped forward cautiously.
"How can one person have so much hate for another," She asked, her crossed arms went tighter against her chest as a cool wind blew across her.
"Lucius and Tomas are sick."
"Not just them," Ginny sniffled again, "I fainted before they attacked us. I had a dream while I was out. It was of Kit Lanchester telling Lucius and Tomas where we were."
Draco ground his teeth together, "And to think, I once considered that bitch my friend."
"I can't loose Angie, Draco. I've lost too many people." A fresh wave of tears rushed down her face. Draco got closer, lent his forehead against the side of her head, and sighed. He opened his eyes and felt fear fall over him.
"Ginny…" Draco looked at her left hand, "Ginny you won't lose her, but you've gotta give that to me." He held his hand out.
She looked at him and sniffled, her face looked questioning. Looking down at her hand, she saw the sword she'd used to kill Percy and Voldemort with. "He wants it so he can hurt you," A voice rushed through Ginny's head. Panic took over and next thing she knew, it was replaced by anger and desire.
A slice, followed by a choked gasp echoed in Ginny's ears. She looked down and saw blood smeared on her hands.
"Ginny…" Draco gasped before falling to the ground, the sword deeply embedded through his stomach.
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Ginny shot up with a gasp and looked around in alarm. A suit jacket was draped over her chest, she was sitting in an uncomfortable chair in the lobby of St. Mungo's, and Draco had been trying to wake her up.
"Oh God," She cried, standing and walking around Draco, not touching him, "He was right…"
"Gin, what's wrong," asked Ron, coming up behind her and grasping her shoulders.
She jumped at his touch and let out a shaky breath, calming herself, "Nothing, it was just a nightmare Ron… I promise. Any news on Angie?"
Ron looked solemn, "No change. I'm sorry, Gin."
"Are Blaise and Harry back yet with the Professors?" Ginny asked, turning around to face Ron.
"I'm sorry Gin, but they don't know if they'll be able to make it today."
Ginny looked outraged, "What're you talking about?!"
"They have to figure out who will take care of the school."
"But, but, but…" Ginny stammered, "This is so much more important! Her life is on the line! Couldn't Dumbledore put Flitwick or someone like that in charge?! What about Hagrid? People would be too scared to screw up!"
"Gin, calm down. Yelling, getting worked up, and getting stressed won't help any." Ron said, placing his hands on his shoulders to stop her pacing.
Ginny took a deep breath and looked at her brother, "You're right. I just need to calm down… I need coffee. That's what I need." Ginny said, leaving her brother and fiancée alone and heading towards the cafeteria of Saint Mungo's.
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"Professor! We need to get to Saint Mungo's immediately! Leave someone like Hagrid in charge! They'd be to scared to screw up!" Blaise shouted at his former head of house.
"Mister Zabini, please do calm yourself." Snape hissed, "Miss Michaels will be fine for one more day. What happened to her isn't designed to kill her."
"You're right. It's designed to torture her!" Blaise reminded the reformed Death Eater.
"Mister Zabini, Professor Dumbledore will put a teacher in charge by tomorrow afternoon, and we'll Floo to Saint Mungo's."
Blaise slammed his fist down on the Professor's table, "That's not good enough!"
"Potter is trying to convince Dumbledore right now to go earlier to Saint Mungo's, alright. If he succeeds, we will leave immediately. Meanwhile, Madam Pomfrey and myself are working on the potion to help Miss Michaels."
Blaise growled and helplessly collapsed into a chair.
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Ginny was on her third cup of coffee by the time Draco sat down in front of her.
"Gin, are you doing ok?" He asked, worry washing over his handsome face.
"Yeah! I'm fine. Never better." She responded, half sarcastically, half cheerfully, a big smile plastered on her face.
"What did you mean by 'he was right'?"
"I had a nightmare. It meant nothing." Ginny responded, a dismissive wave of her hand following. She looked down into her coffee cup, and took one last sip before placing it down on the table. It immediately refilled itself, automatically adding one cream and two sugars.
"It did too. It absolutely freaked you out, Gin."
"Draco… I don't think we should talk about it. Here, least of all." Ginny said, looking around the cafeteria, which was littered by few people.
"We aren't going to talk about it period, are we?"
"Smart boy." She responded with a smirk, "Look, I'm gonna go check on Angie. I'll see you later." Ginny said, standing and pecking a kiss on Draco's cheek.
Draco followed her with his eyes through the cafeteria, "Great. Just great!"
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Ok, ok, ok! I know this is uber-short, but I am having a really tough time on what to do. I am sooo open to ideas. But I'm trying to push through the writers block and I'm working on the next chapter as I post this.
I'd like to thank everyone who reviewed.