Ha ha funny. Great Chapter. When Luna said she loved Harry I was like, ok, you did not just say that Luna! But I'm glad things are the way they're ment to be
S x

That was funny.

oh nice one really...very funny...waiting for more...

I do hope you post soon.

OMG!!!! I am so terribly sorry, but I don't really have a good explanation that I completely dropped off the Ss planet. Please please can you forgive me? Maybe I can trade your forgiveness with a new chapter? Pleeeeease? Anyway for anyone who might keep up with this story, a small warning....this chapter is heavy, like really strong....Please reply....and forgive me?


Chapter 14 – Life Sucks!
Hogsmead. I used to love going to Hogsmead, but for the last weeks I was dreading this upcoming trip, knowing that it would stir so many memories and yet I had to go so not to make Luna and Neville worried. Thankfully that was one test that I wasn’t going to endure since I was banned from going, punishment for entering Snape’s office. So, I stayed back waving Lu and Neville off, putting on a disappointed face. Little did I know that I should have fallen on my knees and beg for them to take me along or rather beg them not to go.
But the day was still young, so after trying unsuccessfully to study, I gave up on my books and decided to go for a walk. I hadn’t actually decided it but my legs brought me to the beech tree near the lake. Oh the shock! I think I’m getting far too predictable. Uh well. I sat down on the grass and just stared at the lake before me.
I really wish I could say that I’m fine. I really wish that I could say that it’s fine. But it can’t. Because it isn’t. I feel like a bottle. A bottle, yeah that’s what I said. It’s like I’m gradually getting filled with all those emotions and I just cannot take it anymore; I feel like I’m about to burst. I exhaled deeply and made to stand up and head back to the castle, but something caught my attention.
As I was brushing my fingers through the grass a piece of paper got caught in my hands. I pulled it out of the dirt and unwrapped it. It just a plain parchment with some plain words; it said: LIFE SUCKS! II stared at it for a whole moment before unexplainably I burst out into laughter. I fell back on the ground and kept on laughing my head till tears run down my face. I smiled and wiped them away, slowly bringing myself back to seriousness.
The moment I stopped laughing I had forgotten what it was that had made me laugh in the first place. Was there anything worth laughing? And just as suddenly as I had started laughing I started sobbing. Yes I was just sitting there, by the lake, with a parchment that said was clearly telling me that my life sucked and I was crying my eyes out. Maybe I was losing my mind. I stopped after a few moments though, reminding myself that I hate crying like a hopeless little girl. I took the paper and after making a small hole in the ground with my hands, I buried it again and then got up/
“Sure life sucks”, I muttered under my breath and then lifted my head up to the sky. “But at least the sun is still shining”, I added and started walking back to the castle again, smiling to myself.
And then I heard screams coming from behind me. My heart clenched and I turned to see what was happening. McGonagall was leading a group of students from Hogsmead back to the castle; most of them had faces of pure horror and tears on their eyes. What could have happened? I started running towards them and as I did I spotted Neville among them. I run to him as more people came out of the castle to see what was wrong.
“Neville what happened?” I asked him out of breath.
“Luna”, he said laconically.
I spun around and saw them. If my stomach was upset before now I felt ready to vomit. Hagrid was walking hurriedly towards the castle. Luna was in his arms. Blood everywhere.
“Who…?” was the only word the escaped my lips.
“Crabbe”, Neville replied as he too had stopped and was waiting for Hagrid to catch up with us. “He said something like Sectumsembra”.
I bit my lower lip as I recognized the curse. That was the one Harry had used against Malfoy last year; that was the one that cut my brother’s ear; that was Snape’s curse. I turned to Neville again.
“Where were you?” I spat, my tone accusatory.
“She said she was going to buy new quills and I went with Seamus at Zonko’s”, Neville said with a guilty expression. “We agreed to meet at the Three Broomsticks and when she didn’t show, I went to look for her and found her like this at Crabbe’s and Goyle’s feet. I swear Ginny I don’t know why they attacked her, I tried to…”
But he cut his sentence short as Hagrid finally reached us and as he walked past us I got to take a full look on Luna. She was a mess of deep cuts and angry bruises. And I felt like someone just pulled the lid of my bottle off. I was about to explode.
“Where are they?” I murmured through greeted teeth, but Neville didn’t need to answer me, because I saw all three of them, Crabbe, Goyle and Malfoy coming through the gates, with Professor Sprout accompanying them. Malfoy was walking a little behind from the other two, like he wanted to separate himself from them, but I wasn’t really interested in that.
I pulled my wand out of my robes in no time and before Neville had time to register what I was about to do, I launched myself towards them. Goyle barely had enough time to raise his head as my stunning spell send him flying across the yard and crush on the nearest tree. I then rounded on Crabbe.
“You petty little piece of trash!” I exclaimed.
“Weasly stop now!” Professor Sprout shouted rushing forward towards me, but I ignored her and I raised my wand.
“Sectumsembra!” Crabbe exclaimed before I had time to say my curse and I ducked down to avoid his.
Sprout changed her direction and started running towards Crabbe with her wand aloft, shouting warnings, while Malfoy stood frozen a couple of meters behind his friend. I stood up straight and raised my wand again.
“Ginny stop!” Neville yelled behind me but I ignored him.
“Expelliarmus!” a nasty voice said behind me and the wand flew from my hands. I turned around outraged to come face to face with Amycus. He wet, little eyes were two slits as he looked at me with content.
“Well, well, what do we have here?” he said.
“Professor”, Sprout said. “Crabbe used Sectumsembra on a student and just tried to…”
“Yes, Minerva McGonagall has already informed on that”, he said cutting Professor Sprout off. “Of course it’s obvious it was an accident”, he said and a large smile spread on Crabbe’s lips. I felt my stomach twisting with disgust.
“What?” Professor Sprout exclaimed. “How could it be an accident? He just tried to use it again against Miss Weasley”.
“But it was self defense of course”, Amycus shrugged. “And look what Miss Weasley did to poor Mister Goyle”, he added pointing at the still unconscious form of Gregory Goyle.
“She only stunned him!” Neville shouted. “They cut Luna into pieces just for fun’s sake!”
“And what a fun experience it must have been”, Amycus sighed. “Too bad I wasn’t there to see it”, he said winking at Crabbe.
“You son of the…” Professor Sprout started with voice full of venom.
“ENOUGH!” Amycus shouted cutting her off again, before she finished her swearing. “The Headmaster will be informed for this disobedience Pomona”, he warned her. “Now see if you can help the poor child”, he added pointing at Goyle, then he rounded on us. “As for you two…”
“Neville didn’t do anything!” I exclaimed.
“I will be the judge of that!” he spitted. “Longbottom, detention tonight with my sister! As for you Miss Weasley, I will personally see to it that you’ll learn to control your little tongue. Tonight at my office or get locked up in Azkaban!” he ordered and then turned around and left us there, thinking dazed what happened.

“How are you feeling Lu?” I asked her as I stroked her now healed from cuts cheek.
“Better”, she sighed and winced as she sat up on the Hospital Wing’s bed.
“Luna, how did it happen?” Neville questioned her. She frowned as if trying to remember.
“I’m not really sure”, she said shaking her head. “One moment there I was walking towards the Three Broomsticks and the next they were there teasing me and calling me…you know… ‘Loony’. I didn’t really pay them any attention, they wouldn’t be the first or the last to call me that, but the next moment Crabbe grabbed me from the hair and…” but her voice trailed off.
“What?” I frowned.
“And pined me against the wall, choking me with his hands”, she said pointing at the bruises around her neck; Neville swore under his breath.
“Then Goyle said that it would be more fun if they tried the new curse the Carrows taught them and Crabbe agreed, in spite the fact that Malfoy was telling them to stop and then he…”
“Wait”, I said confused. “Malfoy told them to stop”.
“Yeah, he said they should let me go, that they’ll get in trouble”, Luna nodded. “But they ignored him and then I heard Crabbe yelling the curse and that is pretty much what happened”.
“I’m so sorry Luna”, Neville said miserably. “I shouldn’t have left you alone”.
“Oh, Neville it wasn’t your fault”, she shook her head. “I’m sorry that you both have detention because of me”.
“Don’t be silly it’s not because of you”, I said. “It’s because Amycus is a bloody Death Eater and when the time comes, I swear I will kick his…”
“Gin!” Neville said warningly. “Watch it or everyone will start thinking that we are behind DA”.
“Like they don’t already”, I said sarcastically, then I sighed. “Anyway, I just hope he doesn’t torture me very much tonight, because I have that test for McGonagall tomorrow and I really want to study before I go to sleep”.
“Ginny!” Luna exclaimed widening her eyes more than usual. “You don’t think…he won’t…he can’t...”
“I’m sure he won’t”, Neville shook his head.
“Oh please, you heard him Neville”, I said. “He wants to teach me a lesson and I’m pretty sure that involves the cruciatus curse”.
“He can’t, Ginny”, Neville insisted with a slightly panicked voice that said otherwise. “I mean it’s one thing with us, but you are a girl, he won’t possibly…”
“So what? How many girls have the Death Eaters inflicted the cruciatus upon?” I replied.
Neville seemed to have lost his color and then I realized that I had hit a nerve; surely he was thinking of his mother.
“I won’t let him”, he exclaimed. “I’ll come with you and if he tries to touch you…I’ll…I’ll…”
“You’ll what Neville?” I sighed. “There is absolutely nothing we can do and you know it. Besides, I’m a big girl, I can fight my own battles…and receive the consequences for them”.

No matter what I was saying to Neville and Luna during the entire day to make them calm down, when the evening arrived my heart was beating like a drum in my chest. Truth be told, I was scared. No, I was terrified. I had never experienced the Cruciatus curse. I had seen Neville under its influence, Seamus too and I knew Harry had tasted it too, but it would be something completely new to me.
What if I broke down and cried like a five year old? No, I wouldn’t let that happen. No matter what he did to me, I WAS NOT GOING TO BEG. I kept repeating to myself that I had to be strong. How much could it possibly hurt? More than having your life sucked out of your body and transmitted to Riddle? More than having your ankle strained in the Ministry? More than having the boy you love breaking up with you for your own good?
My hand trembled a little as I raised it to hit Amycus’ door, but I steadied myself and did it. For an entire beautiful minute I though he wasn’t inside and then a growl told me that I was stupid. Of course he was inside. I pushed the door open and stepped inside. His office was dark and untidy, but not so different from the ones of the other’s professors. He was sitting behind his desk and when I stepped in he raised his head and a large, somewhat cruel smile appeared on his face; and just like that my fear was back.
“I came for my punishment”, I said keeping my voice as steady as I could.
“Oh, yes, I almost forgot”, he replied standing up and I noticed that he already had the wand in his hands. “No, scratch that I couldn’t have forgotten”.
He was so infuriating that all I wanted to do was turn him into a pig or a toad, but then I would have to deal with the possibility of a life sentence in Azkaban.
“Give me your wand, Miss Weasley”, he ordered and I felt the blood draining from my face.
My wand? But I and my wand were one. I wouldn’t have anything to protect myself, nothing to stop him. I gulped the lump in my throat though and gave it to him. He took it and putted away inside his pocket, making me note to wash it carefully whenever I got it back.
He then started circling me.
“You know Miss Weasley, there are many rumors flying around in this school”, he said. “Some I too have heard, but I am not sure if I should believe in them”.
My heart froze for I knew exactly where he was going with this.
“I don’t understand”, I lied.
“Oh, you understand, very well Miss Weasley”, he hissed. “Is it true?”
“What is?” I asked with tremor in my voice.
“Were you or were you not involved with Harry Potter?”
I closed my eyes for only a moment and in that moment I noted in my mind that whenever and if ever I see Harry again I was so going to give him hell.
“What do you mean involved?” I asked with a blank expression.
“I mean were you his girlfriend?” he asked.
“Yes, I was”, I blurted out and his eyes widened. Obviously he wasn’t expecting me to confess it so easily.
“Are you…I mean...do you realize…?” he mumbled.
“That git bumped me”, I said then, taking a wounded up expression.
“What?”
“Actually he said that we were never really a couple, that everything was in my head and that he only wanted me for entertainment!”
At the end of that sentence I let out a very convincing whine and hid my face in my hands, pretending to cry into them.
“And then the idiot run away with Hermione Granger and forgot all about me”, I kept on whining. I heard Amycus growling behind me.
“You silly girl!” he said grabbing me from the shoulders and throwing me on the floor. “I guess you were just a toy for him”, he sighed then. “No reason bothering the Dark Lord with you, he’s only gonna get mad at me”.
If this was a play and I was onstage I’m sure the audience would have applauded my acting skills right now. Thank you, thank you.
But Amycus was really infuriated. Obviously he thought he was on to something and the fact that he had only discovered a silly fling of Potter’s was a terrible let down. He spun around and pointed his wand at me. My body became tense instantly as I felt my heart climbing up to my throat, while I stared up at his cruel gray eyes.
“Crucio!” he yelled and the next moment the curse hit me.
And it hurt more than everything I had ever experienced. I felt like daggers were stabbing every inch of my body, my bones were on fire. I screamed, wiggling on the floor, as my head felt ready to explode. And then it was over. The pain lifted but my body refused to obey me and I kept trembling, all the while trying to catch my breath.
Amycus laughed lowly and then scooped down and pulled me in a sitting position, dragging me from my hair. I looked up at his screwed up from hatred and contempt face, wishing that this was the end of my punishment and then telling myself that I was being exceptionally naïve.
“So you had me thinking that you were my ticket to a higher position, while Potter just wanted to sleep with you, is that right?”
“I never slept with him”, I said with a trembling voice.
“Really?” he questioned taking hold of my chin with his other hand. “But you said you were his entertainment. What did you do to entertain him then?” My heart could have stopped when I realized how close to me he was; I could clearly smell his disgusting breath and see his dirty teeth. I had said the wrong thing. “Clearly you’re just a naïve girl that was blinded by the fame Harry Potter had and he clearly saw you as a nice body…a very nice body indeed”.
And the next moment he started kissing my neck. I screamed and pushed him over me, but he pinned me on the floor with his own body.
“What are you doing? Let go off me!” I yelled trying to push him off of me, but he was too strong for me.
I felt dread spreading all over my body as his hands were all over me, and at that moment I wished for twenty, a hundred more cruciatus than this. I screamed and screamed, trying to free myself from his hold but I couldn’t and then he just ripped my shirt into pieces. Tears run down my face as I started pleading with him, but he just closed my mouth with his hand and lay on top of me. But that was my chance.
I raised my knee up to hit him right where I knew he would hurt the most and really he screamed and let go of me. I jumped up the next second and before he had any time to react I grabbed the lamp off the desk and hit right on the head with it. He fell on the ground still conscious but unable to move and I was already running.
I run across the room and opened the door, ready to get as far from this office as possible, but that just wasn’t my day. As I opened the door I came face to face with none other than Severus Snape himself. My eyes widened as I took some steps back, shaking with fear and trying to cover myself up with the pieces of my shirt.
Snape entered the room looking at me with his eyes widened; for the first time I saw the man in a complete shock.
“Come back you little…” Amycus had gotten up and he too run across the room, holding his bleeding head, but stopped when he spotted Snape in the room.
“What-are-you-doing?” Snape spat each word with venom as he walked towards him with his wand raised.
I could clearly see that he was outraged and even though I knew he was a Death Eater as well, even though I knew he was an evil man, for some reason I felt relief filling my chest; somehow he made me feel that I was safe.
“Where’s her wand?” he asked Amycus. He took my wand off of his pocket and threw it at Snape’s feet. He scooped down, picked it up and he, himself casted a cleaning spell, before stretching it out for me to take it. I did and if I wasn’t so scared and confused I would have spun at the spot and cast a major Bat Boogey curse upon Amycus, but I was terrified to the bone.
Snape turned at me, keeping his eyes at my feet and murmured a spell that made my shirt as brand as new. Then he drifted his eyes up at me and told me to leave with a nod. I didn’t need him to tell me twice; it was like my feet had wings, as I launch myself at the hallway and run as fast as I could towards my dorm. But while I was still close, I would swear I heard Amycus screaming.
I reached the Gryffindor Tower and ignoring everyone who tried to talk to me, I run up to my dorm. I opened the door and run to the bathroom, throwing myself into the shower without bothering to take off my clothes. The water was freezing cold, but I didn’t really notice, as I was starting to realize close to what exactly I had come tonight. Raped. That’s what I would be. I started thanking God that I had managed to get out before anything else had happened and somewhere inside me, even though I didn’t want to admit it, I was thanking Snape.
When I felt like I had cleaned every part the hateful Carrow had touched, I got out from the shower, trembling from the icy water that was soaking on me. I took my clothes off and threw on my nightgown, falling on my bed and closing the curtains. For a girl that didn’t like to cry I sure did cry a lot, but can you blame me that I started sobbing into my pillow? Suddenly I was reminded of the parchment I had found this very morning outside. Life sucks. Tell me about it.

-Angie-

Awww. That is so sad. Poor Ginny She must not like talking about Harry either. Great Post.
PAMS Very soon!
Soph x

Aww.
Well i uh don't know what to say!
PAMS! Thought i was really good.
Anddd that Carrio is really mean! *pokes him*

Eviee <3

NEW READER

OMG! When I heard that Ginny was almost rapped I was seething with anger because it reminded me of the time my best friend, Lauren {SarahLestrange}, was rapped just a few months ago and it made me want to literally kill Amycus...I hope Ginny recoperates soon as I know that it won't be easy and it takes a while for the images to start to fade even though the will never go away completly.

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!Jesse!

well written post.Liked it when i read Draco had told the other two to stop.maybe he does know how pathetic it is to be a victim of that curse.pams when you can...

Chapter 15 – What’s the material?

I hate myself and I want to die.
No, I didn’t say that. It’s not something that I feel, it’s what she felt. Cassidy. Her name was Cassidy and she was fourteen years old; and that’s what her suicide note read. Shocked yet? You should be. Just like all of us are. I don’t think that ever in all of Hogwarts’ history has a student committed suicide inside the castle. Moaning Myrtle is actually the only student who might have considered it, but the Basilisk beat her to it. (Okay, okay I know not funny).
Anyway, Cassidy didn’t seem able to keep on leaving with herself and we soon learnt why too. Apparently she had been forced to torture her best friend during one of Alecto’s classes/punishments and after that her best friend was too afraid to speak to her again and well her mum died not so long ago and one thing led to another and…I don’t think I need to say what happened next. I was more than shocked, I was scared. It didn’t seem possible to me that someone would actually want to end their lives. It just seemed like a none existent possibility. And so wrong. What about all the people that you’d live behind? What about all the pain you’d cause them? Like in Cassidy’s case what about her dad who was all alone now or her friend who would always hold herself responsible? People just shouldn’t do such reckless things. Sure, it’s your life and you can do whatever you want with it, but that doesn’t mean that you shouldn’t respect the gift that has been given to you. Because no matter how sucky it is, that’s what our life is; a gift.
I just cannot accept that someone will willingly walk up to his own death. I mean who would do that? And why?
My frustration and despair with what happened worked to take my mind off of the fact that I was going to meet Amycus for the first time after that horrible night in his office tonight. I had already skipped two of my ‘Dark Arts’ classes and I couldn’t do it anymore. I had to deal with it; I had to deal with him. So with my mind focused on Cassidy and the unfairness of the situation all of us were in, I packed my things and left the library to go to Amycus’ class.
As I drew closer to the third floor, where the class was I was very aware of my heart and her loud throbbing inside my chest. I wondered if it was loud enough to be audible. I didn’t want to be afraid. As Neville says: “Ginny Wesley never gets scared”. Oh, Neville, how little do you know. I’m scared all the time. It’s like a constant feeling for me now, that sometimes I ignore it, just because it feels so natural like wearing my clothes. I’m scared that someone from my family will get hurt, I’m scared that my friends will get hurt, I’m scared that I’m never gonna see Harry again…I’m scared of Amycus. See, I said it. I’m scared. Of a lot of things. I’m sorry but I’m only human. But I’m not gonna let Amycus or anyone else unnerve me. I’m strong, not because I’m not afraid of anything, but because I know how to get passed it. So I kept on placing one foot in front of the other, my legs bringing me closer and closer to the man who tried to rape me.
As I turned the corner however I heard angry voices and what got my attention was that I did recognized one of them. Crabbe. Who was he torturing this time around? Without thinking it I opened the door of the bathroom where all the noise was coming from and entered it, even though it was a boys’ bathroom. My wand was in my hand, anxious to shoot curses and hexes at the pathetic loser who send Luna to the hospital. Okay, okay I know I’m looking from trouble, but I’m Ginny; I’m feisty.
I was baffled from what I saw however. Crabbe was there, Goyle and Malfoy too, but nobody else was and they seem to be arguing among themselves. Or more like Crabbe and Goyle seemed to have picked on Malfoy. Huh? What happened? The legs woke up and picked on the head?
Just as I thought of turning around and leaving unnoticed, Goyle turned to leave and saw me. G-R-E-A-T. Don’t you just love when that happens? That being you getting caught at the last moment…
“Looks like a weasel just entered”, Goyle said with his heavy voice. I snickered and turned to leave.
“And where do you think you’re going?” Crabbe said. I spun around immediately to glare at him. He smirked.
“What?” I retorted angrily.
“Why were you listening on us?” Malfoy inquired. I fixed my eyes on him for a few seconds. I couldn’t figure out what was the deal with Malfoy. Could he possibly not want all of these? Not want to be a Death Eater? Then why didn’t he just walk out?
“I thought you had picked on someone again”, I said then taking my eyes from Malfoy to glare at Crabbe and Goyle again. “Then I realized that I was wrong and turn to leave and that’s when Goyle saw me and made that stupid joke with the weasel”.
“Watch out weasel…you go lookin’ for trouble”, Crabbe said raising his wand. I didn’t back away; I had mine raised long before that.
The three of us were glaring at each other, Malfoy standing behind the two buffoons looking something between tired and scared. Then the bell rang. Crabbe grunted.
“Lucky day scum…” he said and he and Goyle walked out. I suppose they had a class with Alecto, since that would explain their eagerness to go to class and because Amycus had us.
I exhaled angrily before I realized that Malfoy was still there.
“What?” I barked.
“Don’t you realize how easy it is for them to hurt you like they did with Looney? Nobody is going to say anything”.
I can’t say that I wasn’t taken aback with the lack of snickering in his voice or the fact that he seemed sincere and yet anger flooded through my veins at the mention of Luna and what had happened to her; the fact that he called her Looney did not help.
“Malfoy you are a Death Eater. Death Eaters do not care what happens to blood traitors”.
Blood flooded to his pale face and he let out a growl and passing me, he walked out. I shook my head starring at the place he had just disappeared to. I could remember Harry saying at some part over the summer that Malfoy wasn’t really Death Eater material and I also remembered myself laughing at this. Now however I would have to accept that my ex boyfriend’s instincts were never wrong.



-Angie-

Brillient chapter!
Loved it! I wanted to read more!
I bit about Cassidy was a bit shocking!
PAMS!

Eviee <33

Aww that was sad about Cassidy .
It was a great Chapter!
Can't wait for the next update!

Soph x

That was a great post I really hope u update soon
I want more malfoy
*Lauren*

I'm so sorry that I haven't updated for like ages.....The truth is that I had given up on this story and I'm sorry fo that, but I decided that I don't want to leave it unfinished so I'm working on the next chapter and on speeding things up a little bit because I think due to my writer's block the whole plot flows far too slow...if anyone is keeping up with this I promise I'll post within the next few days and I promise I'm gonna try and make it worth....
Please bear with me for a little while longer......and please if there's any new readers out there in the outer space of new fanfictions and new rules of the Ss have a look and leave a review....
Thanks <3
-Angie-

Can't wait to read the next chapter.
I love this story too much for it to go unfinished *nods*

Eviee <33

Please don't give up . I really love this story

Here it is....sorry it took so long....I know it's too long but I promise it's good....



Chapter 16 – A good day
It's strange how fast time passes, but it does. Before I knew it, we were days before Christmas. Our resistance group wasn't going so well. Neville wanted to think that things wil get better and that our missions had a purpose and I wanted to believe him, I really did...but...but when the people you send to write slogans get caught and the next time you see them are awfully tortured well I guess that can bring you down. Truth be told more and more of the students were trying to resist, to fight back. We were trying. But that's the thing, we were only trying and even if we had gotten tougher through the unfortunate events of this dark year, not all of us were willing to get tortured. Even I caught myself sometimes thinking just how reckless and dangerous some of the things we did were and worrying about what will happen if I get caught. And some of my wounds weren't healing so fast.
But enough with the dark stuff, honestly that's the only thing anyone I know talks about anymore; who got tortured last night and if that kid that got chained was released yet. As I said Christmas is coming. It's weird, really. How can a world that has almost succumbed to evil completely still have Christmas? I guess it's only until Voldemort bans them.
I'm going home tomorrow. I'm not sure how I feel about that. On one hand I can't wait to get away from this place even if it's just for a few days but on the other I know that even a few days break can harm our cause and after all I'm not exactly ready to let my parents know what's happening in Hogwarts. Or how many times I have gotten myself tortured. Gee that would be a great conversation issue on the Christmas table.
Anyway, as I said time passes and I was home after a lot of time, which seemed double than any other year somehow. Bill and Fleur said they wouldn't come. That cow, she probably wanted my brother all for herself for the holidays; well I guess, I have to forgive them it's their first Christmas as a married couple and I guess they deserve some time on their own away from my crazy family. Percy of course wouldn't do us the honor of spending his precious time in our little, lopsided, perfect in my eyes Burrow. Charlie couldn't come all the way from Romania again since he had already taken so much time off during the summer for Bill's wedding. And Ron...I wondered where Ron could be. Was he okay? Was he with Harry and Hermione? Did they even know it was Christmas or you don't get that kind of luxuries when you're fighting evil?
So it was me, Mum and Dad and the twins. What exactly happened to my huge family? Where was everybody? Umph.... I guess I'll have to do with what I have now don't I? And let's see what did I have? Mum was super sad, she tried to hide it but I could tell. Well, when you have so many kids and you only get three home for Christmas that is understandable. She also worried about Ron. Fred and George told me that during these past few months she's been constantly sending them letters asking if they had any news of our brother. And she always carries that stupid clock of hers around. Every person of my family is on that clock and by looking at the hand that depicts every person you can tell where they are. Mine says home now, but the twins told me that while I was at school it was on Mortal Peril and mum couldn't understand why. Short joke here.
My dad looks...tired. That's the word. They make him work full time those days and I think I know why. They want to keep a close eye on him. I mean it's no secret we are blood traitors or that Harry Potter is associated with us. I wonder how the Ministry's like those days; probably as bad as Hogwarts.
The only two things that stayed as they were before were of course my two crazy, twin brothers. I know that they too are worried and scared by the way things are going but they showed nothing of it. Everyday they tried to get my mum angry and succeeded, which was good because it gave her something else to think about. They also tried to keep us entertained like only they knew how and they had a new trick from their joke shop every day. Oh God, what would I do without those two?
Every morning I would stand in my bedroom, looking out over the Quidditch pitch that I had grown up with, wishing for those days, missing the simplicity of it, the ease. Everything had been so much easier, so much simpler, there had been no fear, no danger to cause fear. Everything had been perfect in hindsight. In those days of course, it hadn't seemed that way. But Percy had been there, he had been utterly annoying, but he completed the family. And there had been laughter and food and no worries. Harry had been there. And every time I would feel my eyes stinging with tears as I remembered Harry soaring around the Quidditch pitch and Hermione trying to keep up while we laughed at her and Ron's tall silhouette leaning against the doorway of his room, taking more space there with every passing year and Harry helping him clean up his room just in time for mum's inspection. And then, there were those few weeks last year, of sheer heaven, when I had really had him and I had known what truly felt to be in love. Fear was consuming me as I thought of them risking their lives.
So Christmas came and Christmas passed...
There we were again, in the train station waiting for Hogwarts Express to take me back to hell...oh sorry I meant Hogwarts. My mum was crying, mostly because the day before she had overheard me and Fred talking about the Carrows and the things they did to us; she didn't want me to go back and I couldn't really blame her, she had already one child whose fate was doubtful, she couldn't do with another. Thank God for my dad, who had managed to soothe her enough so she could actually say hello to Neville and Luna when they came next to us.
Luna's dad was waiting a couple of meters away, looking just as peculiar as ever. But there was something different about him. It was like he was worried, afraid that something bad may happen and he kept on looking around like expecting danger to emerge at any moment. I guess that is understandable when you think of all the stuff he writes for the new Ministry and the fact that he has declared an open alliance with Harry Potter.
“How was your Christmas, Ginny?” Luna asked me. To anyone else she would seem unaware of the fact that her father fret no so far away from her but I knew better. Luna could internalize brilliantly but I knew that she was just as much worried for her father as he seemed to be for her.
“Well, it was...quiet”, I replied. Yeah...I never thought I, of all people, would describe my Christmas as quiet.
“Mine too”, Neville said making a face. “Gran brought over some of her friends and they made me play pinnacle with them”.
“Okay, I guess you win”, Luna laughed.
“Yep, Nev, the award of the most silly Christmas goes to you”, I pitched in.
“Nothing like the support of good friends”, Neville grumbled.
“Honey, I think it's time you get on the train”, my father said behind me.
“Oh”, I said turning to look at him and mum. This was going to be harder than I thought. I was certain that if my mum started crying again, I, Ginevra Weasley, was going to burst in full blown tears right there in front of all of our classmates. But somehow she must have sensed that because when she walked to me she appeared to have put her determined face on. And that's one of the numerous reasons that I love my mum so much.
“Ginevra”, she said and I cringed. I hate it when she calls me with my full name. “You take care baby and make sure that you stay safe”.
I wanted to tell her that I was making no promises but I found myself nodding. She turned to Neville and Luna.
“Make sure you stay safe too”, she said. “Heaven knows we don't need more kids in danger”.
“Don't worry Mrs. Weasley”, Luna smiled. “We'll be alright”.
“Yeah”, Neville nodded. He looked uncomfortable but yet determined to keep us safe. My mum smiled at them and then turned around to hug me one more time before I got on the train. I didn't know it then but it would be the worst train ride of my life.

“Sorry, I just figured you'd have heard something during Christmas”, Neville apologized.
I shouldn't have snapped at him the way I did, but when he asked me if I knew whether Ron was okay or not and if Harry with him I just felt angry. Angry with him, with me and with them for not doing something to let us all know that they were still out there, that they were still fighting, that they weren't...dead.
“No, I'm the one who's sorry Neville”, I shook my head. “It's just...I know nothing...I have no idea where my brother is or whether Harry and Hermione are with him”.
Luna placed her hand on mine and when I looked at her she smiled.
“Don't worry I'm sure if they were dead we'd know”, she said.
“That's reassuring”, I grumbled. But in my gut I knew she was right. If anything bad happened to them it would be the biggest news everywhere.
“We need to form our new plans”, Neville said.
“What new plans?” I asked confused.
“New year, new and improved DA”, he smiled.
“Daddy thinks we should give up”, Luna said.
“What!?” both me and Neville yelled.
“But he's the one who's saying that we shouldn't give up and that we should help Harry as best as we can”, Neville complained.
“I know”, Luna nodded. “But he's worried. His writing attracts many haters; he's worried that the Death Eaters are going to corner him”.
“So you're going to stop participating in DA?” I asked her, but when she looked at me straight in the eye I knew that my Luna, my brave, courageous, weird Luna would never give up.
“No”, she said simply. “I will not abandon my friends when they most need me because I'm afraid. And both you and Neville and Harry, Ron and Hermione are my friends, so if I have to fight, I will fight”.
“You're a great friend Luna”, Neville said seriously. The three of us stared at each other and I swear I could hear their thoughts. We weren't going to give up whatever they throw at us, we weren't going to stop fighting, we were going to fight the Carrows and Snape, we were....Boom!
The door of the compartment opened and Colin Creevey fell on the ground.
“Ouch!” he complained.
“Colin, what are you doing?” I demanded.
“Sorry, Ginny, I was just coming to tell you lot that we're slowing down”, he said.
“Slowing down?” Neville repeated confused. “But we're nowhere near the castle yet”.
“I don't like this”, I said ominously.
“Me neither”, Colin nodded and I had to roll my eyes at him.
BOOM! The train stopped abruptly and we all lost our balance. I flew over to the other side landing on Neville and Colin fell on top of Luna.
“What the hell was that?” Neville asked looking around. I got up and stared out of the window. I couldn't see anything wrong besides the fact that he had stopped in the middle of nowhere until I saw a couple of black cloaked man climbing on the train.
“Death Eaters!” I hissed.
“Death...Death Eaters?” Colin asked tremulously.
Before I could reply and before any of us could react the door of our compartment flew open. About three or four Death Eaters stood there, all wearing masks that hid their faces. My hand went to my wand but I didn't drew it, not yet. This had happened during the last ride too, they were just searching for Harry.
“I'm sorry”, the Death Eater who stood forward said. “But we have a private invitation to the Malfoy Manor for one of you”.
The Malfoy Manor. Rumor had it that Voldemort's Headquarters were there. The blood drained from my face. They must want me, I thought. Amycus hadn't believed the story I had told him about Harry dumping me because he didn't care. Who knows what he reported back to Voldemort. That must be it.
“Take her”, he ordered. I flinched but the Death Eaters that walked inside the compartment went straight for Luna. No. No. Her father was right to worry after all. What he write was dangerous for the new regime and he would have to pay the price with his daughter. No. My mind started working again somewhere about then. I drew my wand and stunned one of the Death Eaters closer to her.
“Leave her alone!” I yelled.
The one a the door the gave the orders disarmed me before I could do anything else but Neville had taken care of the other Death Eater who came inside. Then both he, Luna and Colin pointed their wands at the Head Death Eater and yelled the stunning spell. He flew to the wall behind, slid on the ground and stayed there unconscious. I ran and took my wand from him, then I turned to the others as students came out of their compartments looking for the cause of the disturbance.
“We must get Luna off the train”, Neville said. “NOW!”
I grabbed one of her hands and Neville grabbed the other and we started running down the hall, pushing students out of the way, Colin running right behind us. I wanted to turn and tell him to stop following us, that he'll get himself in danger, but there was just no time.
“WAIT!” Luna yelled at last.
“What?” I asked out of breath, as I tuned to look at her. We were almost close to the back exit of the train but she had stopped on her tracks, not allowing me or Neville to drug her any further.
“This is crazy”, she said and I took a moment to think how funny that word sounded coming from Luna. “We can't run on the train forever and you certainly cannot get yourselves in serious trouble for me”.
“Are you kidding?” Neville asked.
“Luna we are not letting them take you!” I snapped.
“You can't turn them on you, Ginny!” she said. “Think of your family, you, yourself said that they've been trying to find an excuse to bast you all. They'd be more than glad to take you along with me”.
“That's why we have to get off the train”.
“And then what?”
“Then...I don't know...I guess we run for it”, I replied.
“Ginny, you know as well as I do that we can't do that. We were just saying that Hogwarts needs us. And it can't have all of us, it could at least have you two”.
“NO!” Neville snapped. “Luna we are all in this together and they are not taking you!”
“We'll see about that!” a voice behind me and Neville said and we turned to see the Head Death Eater walking towards us with his wand drown and pointed at us. We raised ours.
“Wait!” Luna yelled again. “I'll come with you, there's no point for a fight!”
“Luna, no!” I yelled but as she made to walk towards the Death Eater, Colin jumped out of nowhere and gave the Death Eater a great push. I think he was just trying to make him lose his balance and drop his wand, but he didn't calculate his power well and the Death Eater slammed against one of the windows, which smashed because of his weight, lost his foot and flew out. We were all stunned by what had just happened, but I knew that we had stopped in the middle of a bridge, which meant that the man was probably dead.
Suddenly we were surrounded by the rest of the Death Eaters, who didn't hang about to talk, they just started shooting spells at us. Neville grabbed Luna and pushed her down the hall, while I grabbed a petrified Colin. We turned the corner only to face a couple of more Death Eaters. That's the bad thing with those guys, they just keep coming and coming, they have no end. I raised my wand to yell a curse, but someone stunned them for behind. They fell face down and we faced Seamus and Parvati, looking back at us.
“What's going on?” Seamus asked. The Death Eaters that were following us from behind were catching up.
“Run now, explain later”, I said and we sprinted down the hall. Neville opened the door of one of the big compartments and walked in.
“Come on, we'll open the windows and climb out”, he said. As the rest of us were ready to get in and help him, Luna let out a scream. I turned to see her on the floor, getting drugged by a lash tied around her leg, the end of it in one of the Death Eaters' hands.
“Luna!” I screamed and grabbed her wrists. My friends tried to help me, but the rest of the Death Eaters stunned both Parvati and Colin. Seamus shot a curse at the Death Eater with the lash, but he avoided and one of his companions stunned Seamus too. Neville managed to take that one out and then turned and tried to open the window.
“Neville, leave that! Help me!” I bellowed, my voice hard from agony. The Death Eater that was drugging Luna was as strong as a bull.
“Let go, Ginny”, Luna said.
“No!”
“You have no choice”, she said. “You can't fight all of them. Let go of me!”
I knew she was right, I knew we were trapped on the train and I knew that we couldn't run around on it forever...but I just couldn't let another of my friends go and I couldn't bear the thought of Luna in Voldemort's hands.
“NO!” I yelled again. I realized that Neville wasn't helping me and I turned to scowl at him, but I saw him lying on the floor, blood running down his head. “No!” I yelled again.
The Death Eater the had gripped Luna was walking casually towards us now and I knew we had lost. They would take her. I did the natural thing, I charged at him. I swear I heard him laugh as he dodged my curse and before I knew it his spell had thrown me backwards inside the compartment. I fell on the floor beside Neville, my head spinning and before I lost my consciousness I thought I heard Luna yelling my name.

When I woke up the first thing that came to my mind was just how mad my mum was going to be and the second...
“Luna!” I yelled sitting up faster than my headache could take. My hand flew to my head and I felt a bandage fasten around it.
“Hey”.
I looked around and saw Neville sitting on the bed beside me. I was in the Hospital Wing, in Hogwarts.
“Luna?” I asked him. He lowered his eyes to the floor and I felt like someone had just gave me a punch in the stomach.
“I'm sorry Ginny”, he said pathetically. “The Carrows wanted to punish us for the commotion we made, but Snape didn't let them and send us here”.
I could tell he was trying to change the subject to make me feel better and under normal circumstances I wouldn't have followed but there was just something strange in his words.
“Snape didn't let them punish us?”
“Yeah, apparently he didn't want word to get out that one of the Death Eaters was killed by a bunch of students, it wouldn't do for his prestige in the Death Eater hierarchy”, Neville explained.
“Killed?”
“The one Colin threw out of the window”, Neville said and pointed to the other side of the room, where Colin was sitting on a chair with his eyes fixed on the ground.
I wondered how Colin must feel. Whatever he was, he was a person. A human. And he was dead and I knew Colin would blame himself even if it was an accident. And it didn't even worth it, they took Luna anyway.
“I could have saved her”, I said and Neville turned to look at me. “I don't know if I can live with that”.
“I don't have an answer to that, Ginny”, he sighed and I turned my welled up eyes at him. “Maybe there is nothing that I can say that can take away that feeling you have. You wanna know that what we did was for all the right reasons, but with that pain in your gut, the weight on your shoulders the best you can come up with is that it was a good day of fighting” .
I sighed and turned my eyes to the ceiling as I felt hot tears running down my cheeks.
“There are so many changes in you, Neville”, I said. “Things no one could have ever have expected”.
“As hard as the changes have been, Ginny, we have to know that there has been a reason. All these happened for reason otherwise what's the point?”
“What reason?” I asked him. “Luna could be dead by now!”
“She's not”, he said shaking his head. “I refuse to accept that”.
I sighed and wiped my tears off, then I turned my eyes at Colin. He still sat there looking at nothing.
“I should talk to Colin”, I said. “I should tell him that what he did, he did it for his friends and that is the best reason to fight”. I got up and looked at Neville again. He had tears in his eyes too now. “It was a good day of fighting”, I said and I walked over to Colin.

-Angie-

Aww I hope everything will be alright!
PAMS!
Soph xx

Brillient chapter!
PAMS!

Eviee <33

wonderful posts! keep writing...waiting for more...

Hey guys, sorry that it's taking so long once again, but I promise I have a new post on its way; should be up by Friday or sooner...
I'm sorry it always takes so long for me to update but I find more and more hard to find time to sit down and actually write something that is good enough for me to post...promsie though I won't give it up, even if it takes me years to finish this fic...though maybe I'm gonna speed things up a little bit...hahahahahhaha....anyway, thanks for all the patience you've shown me...please keep reading!!!
-Angie-

Last Updated 14/2/2011