The Domino Effect [DRARRY]

18.

You were everything, everything that I wanted. We were meant to be, supposed to be, but we lost it. And all of our memories, so close to me, just fade away. All this time you were pretending. So much for my happy ending - Avril Lavigne

Coming around the corner, Ginny Weasley stopped dead in her tracks, her hand quickly covering her mouth to contain the horrified shriek that was clawing its way up from her throat.

Harry, her Harry, was kissing Draco Malfoy in the alcove just a few feet in front of her. She closed her eyes and prayed that when she opened them she wouldn't see it anymore, that it was all just some horrible hallucination left over from the potions she taken at the Ravenclaw party the weekend before.

Unfortunately, when she opened them the scenery had only gotten worse.

Whereas before Harry and Malfoy were only kissing, now Draco had his hands on Harry's arse, Harry had one of his thighs thrust between Draco's, and the two of them were grinding against one another as they continued to kiss with more and more passion.

Unable to watch any longer, Ginny turned and fled back to Gryffindor tower. All her hopes and dreams of a life with Harry, something she had been fantasizing about since she first met him when she was only ten years old, were shattering all around her. She barely managed to close and spell the curtains on her bed before the pain became too much and she wailed out all her anger, misery and loss.

~!~

Pulling away from Draco, Harry shook his head and grinned. "Probably not the best place to be doing that," he said, his eyes full of regret.

"Gee, you think?" Draco answered, taking Harry's hand and pulling him toward the boys' bathroom.

"Er, where are we going? The Great Hall is that way," Harry said as he pointed in the opposite direction of where they were headed.

Draco shot him a scathing look. "Yes, but if you think I'm going to breakfast with a hard-on, you have another think coming, Potter. I've been wanting you since last night."

Harry chuckled. "Alright, Malfoy. But I refuse to shag you in the loo."

Draco growled and spun to glare at Harry. "Then where do you suppose we go then? We don't have a lot of time, you know."

Harry smirked at him. "Follow me," he whispered and turned the corner heading for the secret room the twins had shown him back in his fifth year.

Draco followed and snorted softly to himself as Harry placed his palm on the stone wall and a door magically appeared. "Do you know all the secrets of the school, Potter?"

"Dunno," Harry replied as he pulled Draco into the room and closed the door behind them. "But I know enough of them. Now, where were we?" he asked as he pressed his blonde lover against the wall and captured his lips.

~!~

Albus Dumbledore stood at the head table and waited as the laughter and conversation of the students died down as one by one they noticed his sorrowful expression. When at last the Hall was quiet, he spoke.

"Students, it is with a heavy heart that I stand before each of you this morning. Some may have noticed the disappearance of one of our students, some may not have. I regret to inform you that seventh year student, Blaise Zabini, was found early this morning in the lower dungeons by caretaker Argus Filch. He was dead when Mister Filch found him, and it has since been discovered that the cause of his death was the killing curse." Shocked gasps filled the room and several students had tears in their eyes; mostly the younger Slytherins.