Chapter 8 - Missing

Draco woke up as Ginny pulled at him.

"Draco," she said, looking at his wounds. He was burnt in several places, and the slices the demon made were still there.

"I need to get you help!" she said, running out of the room, and yelling "Crabbe, Goyle! Get Madam Pomfrey - now!"

She ran back to Draco. She had to have saved him - he couldn't die. He couldn't.

She sat next to him, his eyes open, but he couldn't speak. She took his hand in hers. He was shaking violently.

How could this happen? How could he be under this spell? Who could've done this spell? Who would really go as far as to kill Draco? Who would do this? Ginny thought, no ones that evil.

Madam Pomfrey ran into Draco's room, her eyes widened as she saw Draco's burned and slitted body.

"Oh, dear! How did this happen, Ginny?"

She took out healing medicine from the kit she had brang with her and spread it throughout his cuts.

"Ginny, I think it's best if you go." she said.

Ginny slipped her hand out of his, and left the room.

She walked down into the quidditch field, feeling lonely. Who would put the spell on him, it was a guaranteed death to Draco. No one would do that although Draco has mamed and tortured with his words and actions.


She saw Oliver and Harry practicing Quidditch, flying over her like birds. She smiled for a moment. It was nice to see him again. The night before going as it did. It was a beautiful morning now. She wondered where Ron was. She was worried about him so much.

"Ginny!" Harry said as he came down, "Is Ron with you?"

"Ron, with me, after what I said? Harry, I don't think so."

"Then where is he?"

"I don't know, I found him in the cafeteria last night, thats the last time I saw him."



Draco awoke in the hospital wing of Hogwarts, the sun shining through the window beside the bed he was lying on. Madam Pomfrey slowly walked in, a glass of water and two blue and red pills in her hand.

"Finally awake, Mr.Malfoy, ay? How are you feeling?"

"Fine. Where am I?"

"In the hospital wing. You don't remember?"

Draco's confused face gave her a 'no' remark, but Draco still replied, "Well, yeah. Well, not exactly. All I remember is going to sleep, and somehow I landed up here."

"Okay, Malfoy, take these pills for your head and to mend your cuts." she said, giving the pills and water to Malfoy, and then she walked out of the room, passing Ginny on her way out. Ginny walked in to see Malfoy sitting up in bed, about choking on his pills.

"Are you okay?" she asked, stepping towards the side of his bed. He immediately stopped as he saw Ginny sit beside him.

What the hell does Weasley think she's doing?

"Okay, Weasley, when the hell did you get so friendly?"

"Draco-"

"Draco, you've never called me Draco. Go you little girl. Why the bloody hell are you here anyway?"

"You mean-"

"I mean what, Weasley, ay? Just get the hell out, I never want to see you, or your little snot nose friends either." A sneer came to Malfoy's face as Ginny backed out, not running until out the door.

"Dumb, Weasleys'." Draco remarked, laying back on the bed.



Ginny slowed down as she got to the Gryffindor room, and immediately ran up the stairs to her room.

What happened to him? she thought, looking down at the white ring on her finger. What happened to Draco? I can't believe he would- he wouldn't, he has to have an explanation for this.



Hermione walked down the corridors to the Gryffindor room. She had an idea where Ron was.

"Ouch!" she said, bumping into someone, she picked up her books and raised her head to see no other but Malfoy, a sneer on his face, Crabbe and Goyle in back of him.

"Granger."

"Malfoy. How nice to see you up and awake."

"Oh, how nice to see you awake too, if I had just run into you and not Crabbe and Goyle, I would've thought I had died and went to hell, Granger."

"You know what, Malfoy, maybe I should've gotten to Ginny before she decided to save your life, you asshole." she replied sternly, walking past Malfoy and his lackies.

Malfoy stood in awe. That's why she acted like that. She saved him? Little Ginny Weasley saved Draco Malfoy?

"Come on." he led Crabbe and Goyle down the corridors again.



Hermione ran into the Gryffindor common room, seeing Harry on the couch, a worried look across his face, and Oliver Wood looking through some of Ron's stuff to find a clue to where Ron had gone off to.

"I know." Hermione announced, running through the door and down the steps to where they were sitting.

"I know where Ron could be. Look, Harry." she held out a book in her arms, pointing to a picture with a paragraph underneath it.

"Your right." Harry looked at Oliver, asking him if he wanted to come with them.

"I'll go, but this better be quick." he answered rising off the couch, putting down one of Ron's books.

Just then, Ginny walked out of her room.

"Where are you going?"

"To find your brother." answered Oliver, looking back at her as she ran down the steps to get to the common room.

"I can help."

Harry turned back to Ginny, "No, Ginny. Ron wouldn't have wanted you-"

"I can help, Harry. He's my brother." she said harshly, and rather abruptly.

"She's right, Harry. She knows more about him than any of us. She could possibly help find him." Hermione said, beside Harry.

Ginny looked at Harry, waiting for his response.

"Come on, Ginny." he said hesitantly.

Ginny ran down the steps, catching up to the group next to Oliver as they walked out.

They walked through the corridors full of Hogwarts students, and out into the sunny day.

"So, where do we think he is?" asked Oliver.

Observation
This is what I would've thought: What the hell is going on?! But, don't worry, most things become clear. First off, if nobody noticed why Draco couldn't remember - read this over - "Okay, Malfoy, take these pills for your head and to mend your cuts." - For your head. HEAD. Meaning something must have been wrong with his head and he could've lost some of his memory temporarily. Tada. And the mention of Ginny calling Malfoy, 'Draco' made you know he couldn't remember well, obviously. Ron leaving - I had no idea about until I got up to this chapter, and I decided, I can't mainly focus on D/G this whole time. I reminded myself this is going to have a twist/torsion effect - meaning you won't know what the hell is going on but you'll twist into the story and hopefully will keep on reading. And, I believed if all I did was focus on D/G, the plot would be regular, and expected. I wanted this story to be unpredicatable - so unpredictable you could never guess how it would end.