P.S. I Love You

Chapter 3 Someone Unexpected

It was a funny sight, seeing everyone laying on the floor all huddled up. Ron and Hermione lay together, while Hermione's legs were on Harry's back and Harry's head was on Draco's shoulder. Ginny was of course curled up near Draco, his arm around her stomach. Julian had been carried up to her room by her mother at about nine because she was getting tired. It was one o'clock in the morning and they had just fallen asleep. They had all been remembering times when they were young (and innocent) at Hogwarts. About how Draco was such a pain in the ass to them, and Harry right back to Draco. They remembered the tough Quidditch matches (Harry had boasted about always winning against Draco), and the fights they had gotten into (mainly Draco, Harry and Ron). Some how they had all gotten to be friends, with the exception of Draco and Ron occasionally.

It was weird Draco thought right before he had passed out (sleeping) how we used to be enemies, but now were all a big happy family, if that's what you want to call it.

Hermione awoke quite suddenly as if a shot gun had gone off in her head. She looked around the light green walled room to the big squishy darker green chair. Obviously this was a green themed room.

"Draco," Hermione whispered into his ear "Did you hear that?"

Draco jumped, not expecting for someone to talk to him while he was asleep. "If you were talking about Ron snoring then yes, I did hear something."

"Oh stop being such a prat," Hermione answered back to his cute remark.

"It's alright, Herm," Draco said reassuringly, or was it sleepily? "I'll be here to protect you if something happens."

"Sure you'll protect me, in your sleep," But whatever Draco was going to say didn't come because he had fallen back to sleep.

That makes me fell well protected, Hermione thought to herself.

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"I don't know where he went master," Said a small voice, obviously afraid.

A second man wearing forest green robes turned around from his chair and stared at the first figure. "Well find him! Now!" the other voice replied "And don't come back until you know where they boy is."

"Y-yes M-master," the first man said now walking, almost running out of the room.

"Yes, soon we shall come for you my boy," said the figure in the chair, now the only one in the room "And when we have you, we will soon have my dear little friend Mr. Potter."

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Ginny yawned as she sat up and took Draco's arm off her. He said something that sounded somewhat like "Stop putting Bertie Botts up your nose, Harry, they'll get stuck."

Ginny chuckled to herself and looked at Draco. He's so cute when he talks in his sleep, she thought smiling at him. Heck, he looks cute all the time.

It was about three now and she looked around. Hermione was sprawled across Ron and Harry (her head on Ron's stomach and her legs on Harry's back). She seemed to be drooling all over Ron but he didn't seem to mind. He was fast asleep, but every now and then his leg or arm would throw a kick or punch at someone he was dreaming about. She remembered how one time she had came to wake him up to eat breakfast and he had obviously been dreaming about fighting Draco. He threw a wild punch and it landed right smack on Ginny's face. Ron had woken and sat up hurriedly almost falling off the bed onto her. She missed those days.

Ginny didn't know what kept her awake but she knew it was something. She didn't wake up easily, maybe it was Harry snoring, or was it Ron who was doing it? She couldn't tell.

Just go back to sleep Ginny thought. It won't do any good worrying. She found it in herself to go back to sleep, this time a very deep sleep. Nothing woke her up.

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Now it was Harry's turn to wake up. He, like Ginny, glanced over everybody but stopped at Hermione. Hadn't Ron been laying there? He thought to himself. Must have went to use the lavatory, he guessed. But Harry was wrong. Little did anyone know that there had bee an unsuspected guest there just after four or so. He had put the mouth shutting curse (instipunduos) on Ron even before he had awoke, to make sure he made no noise whatsoever. Then the stranger snatched him up (with another curse) and Ron's eyes flew open. He was hovering in midair slowly going to the short plump wizard standing next to the door. Ron knew immediately who it was. He had tried to yell for yelp but his mouth seemed sewn shut. He reached his hand in his robes he had left on, for his wand but it wasn't there. He's using my wand, Ron thought. He tried once again to yell for help but it was useless, he couldn't say one word. He simply stopped struggling to get free, seeing that he was tied so tightly with cords in every place you could imagine, and let the stranger carry him off. Where is he taking me? What's he going to do to me? Were just some of the questions that flew threw Ron's head. Then he thought of Harry, Draco, Ginny and Hermione back at the Malfoy Manor (not the old one but a much smaller more homey one). He wished they would come and rescue him, but he knew they couldn't. They had no idea where he was going or even who he was with, but he had a hope with Harry's bravery, Hemione's cleverness, Draco's determined mind, and Ginny's hope, that they would figure out where he was.

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