Harry Potter - Series Fan Fiction ❯ Everything Falls Down ❯ Chapter Two ( Chapter 2 )

[ Y - Young Adult: Not suitable for readers under 16 ]

Everything Falls Down
By: MinaWhiteDragon
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Mina: Here is chapter two! Yay! Gawd, I’m such a lazy bum. I need to stop writing fanfics in my CCC class at school. Lol By the way, if you hadn’t noticed in chapter one, I have it where Fred is alive.
Disclaimer: I don’t own anything so no suing me. What katana?...The one behind my back?...It’s a butter knife!...A really….BIG butter knife…
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Chapter 3hree
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There's something deep insideThat keeps my faith aliveWhen all you can doIs hide from the fearThat's deep inside of you
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Two months after the failed wedding, the search for the missing Weasley was fading. Everyone was losing hope in finding him alive.
In the Muggle world, searches could last for years but when someone goes missing in the wizard world, there’s a high chance they’ll never come back.
Hermione had gotten over the fact that Ron didn’t love her but she was still upset that one of her best friends was missing. She aided in the search for him when she had the time but the Ministry kept her busy all the time.
Her friends would always visit her at work, mostly to tell her how the search was going and/or to bring her something to eat.
She worked with the Department of Mysteries with Draco, Pansy, and Fred so she was happy she had someone to talk to while everyone else was out searching.
Hermione was working late one night at the Ministry, doing some paperwork about the Dark Lord. She stopped midway into her work to shake her hand, she was writing so much.
She glanced out the window next to her and could see the half moon was high in the sky, signaling midnight. “Great,” she mumbled, slamming her head on her desk. “I guess I’ll have to miss another search just to catch up with every single bit of sleep I’ve missed the past few days.”
“You work too much, Granger,” came Draco’s voice from beside her.
She slowly picked her head up from the desk. Draco and Pansy were looking down at her, coffee and snacks in their hands.
“You think now is a good time to call it quits for the night?” Pansy asked, handing her friend a cup of coffee and a small snack cake.
Taking a sip of the coffee, she nodded. “Let me pack up and we can walk home together.” She stood up, shuffling her papers.
“So, mother slapped father upside the head with her bag and told him to respect the house elves,” Draco explained trying not to laugh.
Hermione and Pansy almost fell over with laughter themselves. The laughs echoed all through the Ministry of Magic fireplace room they were in, which was practically empty except for them and the other late night workers.
((Authoress- the fire place room I’m talking about is that big room where Dumbledore and Voldemort fought in movie/book five))
Pansy looked at her watch. “Aw, bloody hell! I’m late. Gregory isn’t going to be happy with me tonight.”
“The big brut loves you too much to be mad. See you later, Pansy.” Hermione tried to hold back more giggles.
The pug-faced female stepped into one of the fireplaces. “Bye, Hermione. Bye, Draco.” She was engulfed in green flames and disappeared.
Hermione gave a soft laugh and turned back to Draco. “I should get going to.” She smiled. “Apperating should be easier than going through a fire place and ending up in Harry’s house instead of mine, again.”
Draco gave a light chuckle. “Yeah, you’re right.”
“Well…bye.” She shut her eyes to concentrate on her destination.
Draco thought for a second. “Wait!” He grabbed her arm but didn’t stop her from apperating, he apperated with her.
“Malfoy, what are you doing!” She wriggled out of his grip and fell onto the floor.
He slapped his forehead. “I have no idea anymore.” He ran his hand through his hair, which seemed to be a trademark thing for him.
Hermione picked herself off the floor and placed her hands on her hips. “Well, if you don’t mind leaving now, I’d like to go to bed now.”
“Right…sorry.” He turned his back to her, getting ready to apperate to his own home.
“I’ll see you tomorrow, Draco,” she said, looking at his back.
He stopped and turned back around. “Say it again…”
She cocked an eyebrow. “I’ll see you tomorrow?”
“No. My name, say it again,” he told her as he slowly stepped towards her.
He was getting closer to her which now made her nervous. What was he up to? “M-Malfoy?”
“No, you idiot. My name…”
He was now a few centimeters from her. She could feel his breath on her nose and the warmth emitting from his body. She was slightly shaking now and she even felt her cheeks turning red as she stuttered out, “D…Draco….”
Nothing stopped him, not even Hermione herself, from grabbing her around the waist and kissing her.
Noon, the next day, Hermione jumped out of bed and rushed to start the day. What happened the other night between her and the pureblood male had her pumped to start the day, though half the day was already over.
She dressed, fixed her hair, and applied little make-up before rushing out into the living room. “My purse,” she reminded herself. She stacked in her wand, her brush to fix anything, and her Muggle cell phone, just incase her parents called her while she was out.
“What are we doing today?” a soft voice whispered in her ear.
Hermione jumped and turned around to face the very male she was thinking about. “Malfoy, what are you doing here?” she asked, trying to calm her heart, it was racing from both being surprised and from him being so close to her.
“Aw, love, I told you not to call me that anymore,” he gave a slight pout.
She smiled and rolled her eyes. “I’m sorry. Draco, what are you doing here?”
“I came to take you to work. You’re going to be late,” he pointed out.
“Well, let’s get going. There’s a phone entry way outside.” She dodged his attempt to kiss her and grabbed his hand as she dragged him out of the house.
He pouted the whole walk to the phone booth and the whole way down into the main fireplace room of the ministry. It was very busy as usual, witches and wizards running around the ministry taking paper work every where, trying to get to places they needs to be, dodging flying notes.
Hermione took Draco’s sleeve as he lead her through the busy crowd and to the elevator.
Inside the same elevator was Pansy, Fred, and Harry. All three greeted the male and female as they entered, along with some notes following them.
“Get some good sleep, Hermione?” Harry asked, smiling.
She nodded. “The perfect amount. I’m ready to take on a couple hours of work then help you guys look for Ron.”
Fred cheered. “About time, you overworked bum!”
“Fred!” Hermione laughed. “I’m not a bum!”
The group got off together at the Department of Mysteries, where they all worked except Harry, who was an Auror and leader of the Order of the Phoenix.
Their boss, Liskara Darkin, rushed over to them. “We have a problem!” she practically shouted, obviously, she was panicking about something. “To my office, quick!” The group followed, quickly, to Liskara’s large office.
Inside, sat Liskara’s husband, Arthur Darkin, whom was also an Auror and member of the Order of the Phoenix, and Draco’s father Lucius Malfoy. They glanced back at the group and said nothing as they entered.
‘Father?’ Draco thought to himself.
Liskara walked to her desk, which was covered in papers, and sat down on a small clear spot. “This is going to be pretty shocking, mostly for Dumbledore’s Army.” She took a stack of pictures from her desk and held them out.
Harry took the pictures and began to look at them, everyone else crowding around him. “W…what! This….this can’t be possible!”
The magical, moving pictures showed the Riddle graveyard, where the Dark Lord Voldemort and his Muggle family were buried, but the graveyard wasn’t empty. The Dark Lord was pacing around, very much alive, while only three Death Eaters watched him.
The first Death Eater’s face was shown more in the first picture and everyone could see, it was Draco’s old friend Blaise Zabini, who was surprisingly out of Azkaban, the wizard prison he had been sent to for using the Killing Curse, one of the three Unforgivable Curses, on a Muggle.
The second Death Eater was much older than Blaise, maybe about Lucius’s age, and had messy blonde and black hair. He had snake-like features to his face, much like the Dark Lord, and his smile was that of a Cheshire cat.
The third Death Eater’s face wasn’t shown in any moving picture, his back was always to the camera but they could see he was about as tall as Blaise and had unruly black hair.
The last picture showed Voldemort pointed to the camera and shouting something. Blaise pulled his wand out and shot a green beam of light at the camera, and the picture went static-like a TV. The black haired Death Eater had just begun to turn around when the picture went static. Hermione cocked her eyebrow at the mysterious figure.
Draco growled. “Both of them are alive! Damn it! I thought Potter killed Voldemort and I had Blaise locked away for good!”
Harry furiously threw the pictures to the ground and shouted, “How did he do that! I killed him! I got my revenge! I thought I did!”
Pansy and Hermione placed their hands on Harry’s shoulders as to comfort him. “Harry, we’ll just have to kill him again. We’re stronger now. We’re sure to do it this time and he’ll stay dead.”
“If I’m right, then the Dark Lord will call back the Death Eaters that lived through the Battle of Hogwarts. Draco and I will have to go undercover from time to time in order to figure out what’s really going on,” Lucius explained as he stood from his chair.
Draco growled. “Why do I have to! Can’t you do it on your own?”
Hermione grabbed his sleeve. “You and your father are the only people we know that could do this, Draco.”
Draco sighed. Hermione was too cute to refuse. “I’ll do it but I’m not going to like it.”
Pansy stepped forward to speak. “This operation has to go by without any mistakes. One slip up and everything will be over.” She watched the group nod.
After a couple hours of work, Hermione and Draco walked to a wizard coffee shop before they would go off with the search group.
Hermione was staring at her coffee, her mind off in space. Draco was worried about her. She had not said anything since they learned to news of Voldemort’s return.
Finally, shocking him, Hermione spoke. “If word about his return gets out, the whole wizard world will go into panic and our plan might be ruined.”
“Yeah…,” he mumbled. Had the whole mention of Voldemort bring up the wedding day memories to Hermione? He did want her to be upset. He leaned across the table and placed a light kiss on her forehead. “Everything will be alright.”
She nodded slowly and smiled. “With you at my side, everything will be.” She watched him smile too.
“Hermione and I will go check around the Forbidden Forest at the school. He might be around there,” Draco told the rest of the search group.
Fred, Pansy, and Goyle raised their hands in the air. “We’re going too,” they said together.
Harry nodded in approval. “Alright, meet back at the Order HQ in a couple of hours.”
“We’ll be there,” Hermione said before the group of wizards apperated to the Forbidden Forest.
Upon arrival, Hermione shivered. “Wow. I haven’t been in here in years.” Seven years to be exact.
“We better not spilt up,” Fred said, “These woods are extremely dangerous.”
Pansy pointed towards a path that lead to a darker portion of the forest. “Let’s try down there first.”
Draco clasped onto Hermione’s hand. “Don’t get separated.” He made sure that Pansy and Goyle were together and, even though Draco didn’t like it, Fred was attached to Hermione.
They walked for what seemed to be forever. When the forest got darker, they used their wands to give light. Only a few times did a monster appear to them and attack, which they were more than ready for.
“Ron!” Hermione called out. “Ron, are you out here?”
“Ronny-boy, come on out! I brought you some dinner!” Fred figured if he brought up food then maybe Ron would come out. (Lol.)
They heard a twig snap behind them and all five swiftly turned around, wands ready. A dark figure was standing there, his face hidden in darkness but they could see his wand was up.
A white light shot out of the figure’s wand and almost his Draco but Hermione cast a protecting spell that reflected the attack back at the attacker who dodged it.
“Show yourself, you fool!” Draco shouted.
“Lumos!” the figure called. His wand lit up and his face was shown.
Jaws dropped and Hermione stepped forward. “Ron?”
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Mina: Well, that’s chapter two. I think I might actually write chapter three at home. Lol Chapter 3 coming soon!