OH my gosh what happend???!!!???

Is Arthur bad or good??? Confused!

Hermoine had better be safe, otherwise someone (not pointing at anyone) will be on the recieving end of a hex!

Brilliant posts by the way Padfoot! I really loved it!

Jemma
xxx

darn!i missed so much*can i still post the answers

ARthur's been Imperiused!!!nnnnnooooooooooooooo!!!
Hermione better be ok other wise feel my wrath!!

amazing post padfoot!!

wow
was he possessed or something
that was INTENSE!!!!

haha being confused is the best part halfway through a story

haha yeah, you can still post your answers. might give me some ideas for the rest of chapter 9 =)

intense is good =)

and about Arthur being imperiused...no, he wasn't. but that's all im saying about it!!

Keep a look out. Chapter 9 is in the works!

--Padfoot

1. What would you like to happen to Draco and Hermione ? (should they get into a fight about Harry?/Ron?/Lucius?/or the Dark Mark?)

they shouldnt get into a fight at all!!

2. Who would you want Pansy's mysterious person to be ?

erm how about someone completely random like professor trealway disguised as ron?

3. Give me a short description of what you would like to see happen in future chapters.
erm...adventure,love,drama,comedy..well almost everything!!
4. Happy ending? Or love gone wrong ?

HAppy ending!!!

whoot!

Hey guys, I'm gonna split chapter 9 in half cause I kinda got stuck where I left off. I'll think of something, but this is going to be my last update for the next 2 weeks. =(
But give me some ideas of what should happen to Hermione and whatnot. You know what to do!
--Padfoot

Chapter 9: Gone

Advegdiropono. Hermione knew the spell as soon as Mr. Weasley left. Lucius Malfoy could scare and torture her all he wanted, but she knew she needed to help Mr. Weasley somehow. ‘How did Lucius find that spell anyway?’ Hermione racked her brain trying to think about how he could’ve gotten his hands on it. It was near impossible to find! But before she could think on the matter any longer, the door opened and Hermione was roughly picked up and taken out into a large, round room. Her eyes darted around the room, looking for something that could help her escape, when she saw the one thing that made her breath catch in her throat.

*****
“What in the name of Merlin’s beard was that all about?”
“I don’t know; just help me get him onto the couch.”

Harry and Draco slowly dragged Mr. Weasley to the couch and gently laid him on top of it. They were both stunned about what just happened and neither could find an explanation. Draco was concerned for a while, but his impatience was growing.

“Potter, I can’t just stay in here any longer. For all we know, Hermione could be near death by now. I need to go out there.”

Harry looked over at Draco and furrowed his eyebrows.

“Look. I know you want to go out there, but you really need to be patient right now. I think that we should just stay here and try to get Mr. Weasley to wake up. He might have the answers to what’s going on.”
“Yes Draco. Wouldn’t want to do anything drastic now would we?”

Spinning around, Draco was shocked to see Ron and Pansy both before him. With a confused look on his face, Harry walked over next to Draco and stared at Ron.

“Ron? What are you doing? I thought you were at home.”
“Yes, but I decided that I wasn’t going to sit around and wait for Hermione to mess up her life by spending it with this bloody git.” Ron said, motioning towards Draco.

Draco’s fists clenched. “Don’t make me kill you weaselby.”
Harry held Draco back and Ron laughed.
“Come on, Draco. What does Hermione have that I don’t?” Pansy asked desperately.
“Brains and good looks, you ugly prat!”

Draco’s anger was rising and he was somewhat thankful that Harry was holding him by the arm. Pansy was about to say something when they all heard a small groan come from the couch. Mr. Weasley put a hand to his head and looked around slowly. When he saw Ron he sat up quickly, making his head spin in pain.

“Oh. Ron. Where have you been? Your mother and I have been worried sick about you.”
“Sit down, father.”
“What? No, Ron, we need to get you home. Come on now.”

Ron pulled out his wand and pointed it at his father. Everyone in the room stopped moving immediately. A look of hurt and shock was on Mr. Weasley’s face.

“I have had enough of people telling me what to do.”
“Ron, c-calm down now son. Think about what you’re doing.”
“STOP TELLING ME WHAT TO DO!”

With that, a blinding green light jetted from Ron’s wand. They all heard crash and then Ron screaming. Mr. Weasley had been thrown back into a mirror that was on the wall. He was lying underneath it, with no signs that he was alive at all. The spell had hit the mirror as well, and had hit Pansy and thrown her into the fireplace. Draco had tackled Ron to the ground and was sitting on top of him with his wand pointed at his throat. Harry walked over slowly and picked up Ron’s wand and threw it into the fire with Pansy.

Harry pointed his own wand over at Mr. Weasley and quietly said a transferring spell.
“Abetio Burrow.”
Mr. Weasley disappeared and all was quiet except for Ron’s screaming.

*****

NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO: cry:

Please don't let Arthur be dead! Please please please

Why Ron? Why? If he's under the same curse then I'll forgive him, if not he has lots of explaining to do!

Please PAMS!!!

Jemma
xxx

NO!
Arthur cant die!!no!ron's not like that!!!*huggles arthur*
ron needs a doctor!!'s ron

amazing post!!PAMS! please!

NNNNNNNNOOOOOO!!!!!!!!!!!
not my father in law

NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!

What is wrong with everyone???? Jeez this i some topsy turvy story!! lol but i like it!

Is Arthur dead? Can my darling really have killed his father?? No I refuse to believe it happened!! *sits down crosslegged, crosses arms, in protest*

Anyway. Great work!!! Can't wait for the rest!!

Love always
Jade xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxx

Please let him be ok!!! PAMS PAMS PAMS

=)
I love the shocked replies!! This isn't the finished of Chapter 9, but here's the next part for you!

“It seems that you have company, Ms. Granger.”

Hermione was staring into the hollow eyes of Voldemort. Behind him was a large stone. It was clear, and you could see the moving images of Draco and Harry in the other room, fighting with Ron. The sight shocked Hermione, as she watched Mr. Weasley get thrown from one end of the room to another, shattering glass everywhere. The images were hazy to her. She kept looking back from the stone to Voldemort, hatred roaring in her eyes.

“Why did you do that?!” she screamed.

Voldemort smiled and cocked his head.

“Mr. Weasley was the perfect occupant for Advegdiropono. His son was a little harder to perform on, but it turned out quite nicely.”
“So you made Ron act that way. You’re the reason he’s been violent.”
“I will say that’s part of the reason, but no. The spell only has the person react the way they normally would to certain situations, except ten times worse.”

Hermione looked down at the floor. Ron’s actions were his own.

“You’re disappointed?”
“Ron…couldn’t of…he wouldn’t do…”
“But he did and you are a foolish girl to believe otherwise. He’s a very convincing actor if I do say so myself.”
“A-actor?”
“Yes, along with Draco.”

Hermione’s eyes grew wide and Voldemort grinned.

“What? You didn’t think that he actually cared about you? A Mudblood? I thought you were the smartest of the three? Apparently, the Trio has been misjudged. Blasted Weasley and his father are hollow minded, Potter is weak when it comes to his friends, and little Granger…isn’t as smart as everyone believes. Are you?”

Hermione’s only reply was in her screams as Voldemort pointed his wand at her.

*****


Hope you like it!
--Padfoot

HERMIONE!!!!! Please don't hurt her Padfoot, I mean Ron and Mr. Weasley are already either hurt or dead. And stupid Draco, he better not be pretending, otherwise he is in so much trouble!

PAMS!!

Jemma
xxx

see
i knew ron wasnt that mean
and how dare malfoy lie to her
but hes probubly just lying to voldy and not mione
right
tell me thats true

dude, that was freakin crazy!!!!

NO!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ ~~~~~~~~~~
ok.... That like so didnt just happen!!!
Ok I'm still pretty PO'ed at Ron so wut ever with him but Draco so luved her!!! He so did!!! Voldy is just being delusional at the moment! But plz dont let anyone die!! That would be very very bad so you shouldnt! Such a good chapter but i needs more!!!!

Noooooooooooo!!! Hermione!!
Please don't let anything ... really bad ... happen to her!!!!
Ron's a bleeding idiot! I always knew that!!! Argh!

Anyways, another great post! Keep up the good work

Love always
Jade xxx

I refuse to believe it. Draco canNOT be acting.

PAMS!!

Hullo everyone!
Hope things are going well, but now it's time for a story update!
I'm sad to say that the next chapter probably won't be posted until sometime next week. Around June 3rd-4th. I'm sorry it's going to take so long, but school is almost over and I'm pushing my finals as much as I can. I'm still trying to finish writing the last chapter and try to start the next one. If you guys have any ideas of what could possibly happen, let me know. You guys know that I love your opinions =)

So hopefully you guys will be patient enough to wait another week and if you do, you'll be glad you did!!

Don't forget to wish Prongs a Happy B-day! (June 2nd!!!)

--Padfoot

Here's the rest of chapter 9!!
Sorry it took so long to get out, I feel bad about it!
--Padfoot

*****
Angry words were being exchanged between Harry and Ron. Draco had tied Ron to a chair, and he had been struggling to get out of his confines ever since. Watching them bicker wasn’t as amusing as he thought it would be, so Draco had turned his attention somewhere else. He gazed at the bookshelves and across to the walls and finally to the shattered glass where Mr. Weasley once was. A shimmering, green light caught his eye and he walked over to it. He could see distant moving objects on the surface. His eyes grew wide as the green light diminished and Hermione’s horror, pain stricken face appeared clear on the glass.

He darted his eyes back and forth from Harry and Ron to the glass. Deciding that he couldn’t wait for Harry any longer, he grabbed his wand and ran out the door, with Harry calling after him.

*****
Draco knew which way to go. He took numerous lefts and rights down long corridors, almost running into the trick walls that moved when you got too close. After ten minutes of running he could hear the droning sound of Voldemort, talking and talking.
‘Blast, he likes to hear himself talk, doesn’t he?’ Draco thought to himself.
He rested himself against a wall and caught his breath. Sweat was running down his face. He felt a warm substance trickling down his hand. He looked down and noticed that he had been clutching the glass all this time, and blood was now running freely down his hand.

This was it. And he knew it. He needed to confront his father in front of the Dark Lord. Save Hermione…in front of the Dark Lord. And proclaim his love for her and that he would never leave her…in front of the Dark Lord.
‘How the hell am I going to do this?’

Before he could think any longer, a hand rested on his shoulder. He immediately pointed his wand at the stranger.
“Don’t you dare move or I’ll blast your bloody head off.”
“Draco, relax. It’s me, Harry.”

Lowering his wand, Draco looked behind Harry and saw that Ron was unconscious.
“Did you do what I think you did?”
“Had to shut him up somehow. Wouldn’t stop talking.”

Draco smirked and turned toward a loud and ear piercing sound. Voldemort was doing something, making a move towards Hermione, and she was panicking.

“What do we do now?”
“Are you serious, Potter? You’re asking me what we do next when you’ve confronted this guy more times than an angry customer?”
“Well, I’ve never exactly had tea with the bloke, Malfoy.”

Draco furrowed his eyebrows and frowned. He stood up and slowly looked around the corner. Ringing his hands around his wand, he looked down at Harry and smirked. When the time is right, untie her and get out of here. Harry looked at Draco questioningly. He suddenly shook his head and tried to make a grab for him as he left, but it was too late. Draco was making his way out into the center of the room. Every eye was on him as he stood in the light, his plan already under way.

*****

this is my most favorite line in the entire chapter. don't get me wrong i love the chapter, it pretty amazing. and i can't wait for more!

haha, yeah. i had a pretty crazy time writing that line too =)

Loved it!!! Well, not the part where Hermoine's in trouble or where Ron's a raving lunatic, but the rest I loved!! Draco and Harry had better work together or else!
PAMS!!
Jemma
xxx

=) So I'm posting chapter 10 early because I feel bad that I haven't been keeping up with this lately. So I hope you guys like the long post!
--Padfoot

Chapter 10: Love

Hermione couldn’t believe her eyes as Draco was walking into the room, like nothing was wrong. His eyes were locked with Voldemort’s. He only glanced at her once, a small tiny look that held nothing but fear and love. Hermione started struggling with her captives, knowing that what Draco was going to do wasn’t going to be good.

“Enough, Mudblood!”

The clear, pounding voice made Hermione wince and she looked down at the floor. Tears were flooding from her eyes, she looked up at Draco and saw that Voldemort was walking around him, as if he was deciding to pounce or not.

“Draco Malfoy. How nice of you to join us. To what do we owe this lovely visit?”
“I…I have come here on orders from my father.” The words came out hesitantly.

Voldemort snapped his head in Lucius’s direction and stared.
“Really now? And why would your father call you here without my permission?”
“I am here because my father would…like your permission to perform the ceremony of…the Dark Mark.”
Draco hung his head and didn’t dare look at Hermione or anyone else. Shame had filled his body and he knew that there was no going back now. Silence had filled the air and nothing could be heard except for Voldemorts slow breathing.

“Lucius!”
Lucius Malfoy ran up to the center of the room, and bowed in front of Voldemort.
“Yes, my Lord?”
“Is this true?”
“Yes, my Lord. It is true.”

Cocking his head to the side, Voldemort grinned and laughed. He looked around the room and suddenly stopped.
“What are you idiots doing?! You know what to do! Now! We have a ceremony to prepare!”

*****
Everyone bustled and took off in different directions. Harry, who had been watching from the side, ran quickly for Hermione, who had been tossed to the side. When he reached her, she was shaky and unwilling to move.
“Hermione, come on, we have to get out of sight. Now.”
“No. Draco!”
“He’ll be fine, Hermione! He knows what he’s doing!”

He grabbed her arm and pulled her along the wall. He reached an arm around her waist and pulled her along back to the shadows where he was before. Resting her against the wall, he looked around cautiously.
“Where’s Ron?”
“Ron? You let him out of your sight?!”
“Well, he was unconscious and in ropes, I didn’t think that he would actually wake up and untie himself!”

“He’s under Advegdiropono, there’s no telling what he could do.”
“He’s under what?”
“Advegdiropono. It’s a spell that’s been hidden for years. It makes the person succumb to the casters every will. It makes them act unlike themselves, except their actions towards people close to them.”

“That would explain why Ron’s been violent. It’s not his fault!”
“Technically, but if he’s been violent towards us, then the actions were his own, Harry. He would’ve been really angry with us and would only think about hurting us, this spell made him actually do it.”

Looking down, Harry sighed and looked towards Draco. He saw tears in his eyes. Knowing what was going to come, he knew he needed to get Hermione out of there. Harry grabbed her arm and pulled her up.

“Harry, what are you doing?”
“I need to get you out of here.”
Hermione yanked her arm back and stared at him disbelievingly.

“I’m not going anywhere until Draco is safe.” She crossed her arms and sat back down. Harry looked back at Draco and fear had consumed him for the first time.

*****
Draco’s heart was racing. He looked around to where Hermione was before and sighed a breath of relief when he saw she was no longer there.
‘Potter did something right.’ His thoughts were thrown to the side though, when his father walked up in front of him. He glared at him.

“What are you doing here?” Lucius whispered.
“What do you mean father? I’m here, just like you wanted me to be.”
“You had no intention of coming here tonight for the Mark. You came here for that Mudblood, didn’t you?”

Draco took his gaze off of his father and took a sharp intake of breath.
“I came here for you, father. Just be glad I didn’t come blabbering all your plans away to overthrow Volde-.”
Lucius covered Draco’s mouth with his hand and looked warily around. When he removed his hand, Draco was smirking.

“Be that as it may…” Lucius started. “You now have put me and yourself into a position that we cannot get out of. You either take the Mark or you will be killed.”
Lucius wrapped a piece of cloth around Draco’s arm twice and knotted it tightly, making Draco wince. His skin around the cloth turned a reddish purple as the blood was stopped from flowing freely through his arm.
“And personally,” Lucius continued. “I don’t want to live with the fact that my miserable son was killed because he was not man enough to take it.”

Glaring at his father, Draco couldn’t help but despise the Malfoy pride running through his veins at that very moment. He smirked quickly and nodded.
“Anything for the family.” He spat.

Staring at him with hollow eyes, he slowly walked away from him. Looking around, Draco could see Death Eaters, hundreds of them, starting to gather around him in a circle. They were all carrying flaming torches and had their hoods up over their heads. Fear flowed through Draco quickly, but he kept a straight face and showed no emotion. Suddenly, he heard a scream and he was knocked over onto the floor. His entire body was being pushed onto the hard ground and his ribs felt as if they were on fire. His eyesight became hazy as he looked around quickly. He couldn’t hear anything at all. He saw Voldemort screaming, his father looking up at Voldemort talking back and forth with him quickly, and all the Death Eaters were murmuring to each other, not sure of what to do. Breathing was becoming an issue, and he couldn’t do much as the fists forced themselves down onto his face.

*****
“Hermione, listen to me.”
Harry knelt down and was at eye level with Hermione. He grasped her hands and stared at her.
“There’s nothing that you can say that will make me leave.”
“Look, I promised Malfoy that I would get you out of here alive. He’s practically risking his life out there for both of us. I’m not saying that he’s going to die, but if something like that happens, I’m going to make sure that his last wish for you to be safe goes through without a problem.”

Before Hermione could speak, Harry was knocked on the head. Hermione looked on in terror as Harry fell, unconscious, to the floor. Ron towered over her, and had a menacing, determined look in his eyes.
“Don’t worry, Hermione. Draco won’t get out alive.”
“NO!” Hermione screamed after him as he dodged out from behind the wall and jumped at Draco.

Looking around the wall, she saw Ron tackle Draco to the ground. Hermione rushed over to Harry and started shaking him gently.
“Wake up, Harry. Please, please wake up!”

*****
The hits were coming harder on Draco’s face. He could feel the small sting of blood on his face and the coil in his stomach. He finally found the strength to fight back. He moved his hands upward and thrust the bottom end of his hand into the attacker’s nose. He felt the weight lift off of his body and he took a deep breath. The air rushed into his lungs and relieved the tension he was feeling in his ribs. He sat up as soon as he knew he wouldn’t pass out and looked toward the attacker. ‘Are you bloody serious?’ This was the only thing that he could think of as he saw Ron laying the ground gripping at his nose. He rubbed the back of his neck with his hand and stood himself up, still looking down at Ron.

“Bring him to me!” Voldemort cried.
Just as soon as he spoke, four Death Eaters rounded up Ron and brought him in front of Voldemort. Ron had been kicking and screaming until he saw Voldemorts face. He jerked his arms out of their confines and threw himself on the ground.

“Master…I have done as you have told me.”
“I did not tell you to do anything to Malfoy other than make him weak. And from the look of it, you have made him stronger!”
“No, master! He is weak! He is!”
“If he is weak then how can he be standing?!”

Ron looked back at Draco, who was standing in the middle of the room, looking curiously at what was going on before him.

“You have disappointed me.”
“NO! Master! He is weak! I may not have made him physically weak, but he is emotionally weak! Bring Hermione ou-.” Voldemort swiftly smacked Ron across the face, leaving a blood red mark on his cheek.
“HOW DARE YOU SPEAK A MUDBLOOD’S NAME! To think that a Mudblood is a person and nothing other but a thing? Some useless object? They have no need for names!”
“Yes Master. I apologize Master. But just bring the Mudblood out to him, Master! And see how weak and how quickly he bends to her will!”

Voldemort looked over at Draco. Gazing past him, he saw Hermione, who had snuck out around the wall. He smiled evilly and raised his hand in her direction.

“Bring the Mudblood here!”

Hermione’s screams filled the room as Death Eaters brought her forward. They thrust her onto the ground and she landed with a rough thud. Draco winced and turned his attention onto a spot on the floor. Hermione pushed herself up slowly and looked up at Draco.

“Draco. Draco, please. Look at me.”

Draco slowly looked at her, with pain filled eyes.

“Don’t let them do this Draco. There’s so much more to you then just this. There’s…so much more to us. Help me Draco, please. Don’t do this.”
She reached up her hand towards Draco, wanting him to take hold of it and pull her up into his warm, safe arms. But instead, he looked away.

“I could never help a M-mudblood.”

Voldemort laughed as Draco looked at the floor and tears flooded Hermione’s eyes. He looked down at Ron and snickered.

“Does that sound like someone who is under the spell of a Mudblood? You have failed me.”
“No Master! He lies! If you would just listen to me!”
“ENOUGH! I will not have some foolish Weasley tell me what to do!” With that, he pointed his wand at Ron and practically screamed out the killing curse.

“NO!”

Voldemort looked up in surprise and looked at Draco curiously.
“No, Draco? Why would you say something like that? About someone who obviously tried to get you killed and someone who clearly wasn’t of any importance.”
“Y-you didn’t need to kill him…”
“And why is that Draco? Please, enlighten me.”

No words came to Draco. He couldn’t think of any reason as to why Ron shouldn’t have been killed besides the fact that he was under an ancient spell. He frowned and shook his head. He noticed Hermione was still lying on the ground next to him. He quickly bowed his head.

“I’m sorry for the outburst, my Lord. It won’t happen again.”

Voldemort looked at him curiously then turned away.
“Indeed it won’t. Clean this up!”

Draco stood back up and looked toward the wall. ‘Where is Potter?’