Chapter 8 - Blood

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Ginny POV
After a long and restless night, I decided to go early to breakfast, there was no point in hanging around. I had spent all night panicking about Harry, was he ok? Was he dead? Was he being tortured by death eaters? That's when an idea popped into my head. It was dangerous and unlikely to actually go anywhere unless I could properly talk to Draco. I knew he didn't hate me anymore. But risk his life for me? Unlikely.
As I walked in to the great hall, I wasn't surprised to see Blaise and Draco already there; they were often early down to breakfast. I walked straight up to them,
"Hey guys!" I said as cheerfully as I could, but all I got from them in return were grunts.
"Ok, well Blaise, I was wondering if I could have a private chat with Draco?" He looked shocked but nodded and got up,
"I was finished anyway" he grumbled as he left.
"What do you want with me Weasley?"
"I want to talk to you, but....without any...unwanted ears..." I tried to get him to get my hint, he nodded and got up to leave, signalling for me to follow, I grabbed a bit of toast and followed him out of the Great Hall.
After a few corridors we arrived at an unused classroom, he opened the door for me and followed me in, putting a quick locking charm on the door.
It suddenly struck me as a little unexpected. A Malfoy, holding the door open for a Weasley!
"So, what did you want to say?" He looked at me, his grey eyes seeming to show the hurt and fear that I was sure he was hiding.
"I need your help. I know your father is a deatheater, so I'm sure you're in the running, but don't try to ague, that's not what I'm here about-"
"Then get on with it Weasley..." He was not in a good mood,
"I want to find Harry, and I think your dad might know where he is"
"My father's in Azkaban."
"I know, but come on, surely you must have some connection to deatheaters, I need to find Harry, he's...he's" I couldn't help myself, I just burst into tears and crumpled to the ground. How could I have been so stupid. Of course Draco Malfoy wouldn't help me! But just as I was thinking that, I heard him sit down beside me. And before I knew it his arms were around me and I was crying into his shoulder. All self respect lost. I was crying into the arms of Draco Malfoy and I didn't even care.
After what seemed like hours he nudged me,
"Hey, I'll see what I can do ok?"
"You, you will??" I was shocked that he agreed to help me, especially with me being a Weasley!
"Ok, so first of all, some rules, any questions about me and my involvement with my father are banned, in fact no personal questions at all. Also, you do what I say. Ok?"
"Thank you so much, Draco, I, thank you!!"
"Right, hop along to your lessons now, I have a free, and I don't plan on spending it with you."
I nodded and got up, when he coughed, I turned around,
"One other thing, Weasley, you owe me."
I laughed, agreed and he removed the locking charms so I could leave.

I burst into Herbology to a disapproving frown from professor sprout,
"You're late Ginny, 10 points from Gryffindor." Grumbling I found my spot and got out my books, it was going to be a long lesson.
After professor sprout finally dismissed us, I ran to the library as I had a free to see if I could find Seamus. He was sat with dean at one of the tables.
"Seamus, can I, have a chat?"
"Sure thing, what is it Ginny?"
"What can you tell me, about, that night?"
"Look, ginny I really don't want to talk about it!"
"Please, Seamus, please!"
"Alright, well I was walking back from the greenhouses and I saw harry, he must have been coming back from hagrids hut, and then loads of dark figures just appeared out of nowhere! And then spells were everywhere!! I think one of them was hurt, they started bleeding, and then harry was hit and then they were all gone. All of them, don't ask me how!!"
"Ok, well, thanks Seamus!" I hugged him and ran out. Now. To find Draco and Blaise. If one of the deatheaters was hurt, they would be he easiest to identify. But most of the deatheaters were in Azkaban, surely, they couldn't have broken out? No. They can't have.

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