The Hoax (Dramione Story)

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D-Day, Christmas

Ginny exhaled noisily as she ran her fingers through her hair roughly, completely aggravated by the situation they were in. “We searched all the rooms down that hallway last night and heard nothing with the ears, nothing. I didn’t even hear the slightest thing. Lavender wasn’t in the Gryffindor common room or dorm which means she’s in on the whole plan with Parkinson! And we don’t even know where the hell the boys are and Pansy fucking Parkinson is going to get to our friends. What the bloody hell happened over break? I’m not in some fucking twisted book, yet . . .” She took a deep breath in, trying to calm down as she puffed out air. “How did things happen? How did everything turn out like this?” She finished her ranting as she let out an exasperated groan, collapsing on Zabini’s bed.  

“You sure can use profanity well,” Blaise stated with an impressed nod of the head as he sat down next to her. “Look, we may not know where the boys are but we do know that they’re in trouble and most likely bait to Draco or Granger, either one of those two. What we can do right now is keep those two lovebirds safe, we can’t let them out of our sights—if we do, just shoot the killing curse at yourself. We need to protect them. That’s our job right now.” He told her reassuringly, getting the plan into Ginny’s head.

“I know, I just—my boyfriend and my brother are trapped . . . wherever they are and I’m sure they’ve caught on that they’re bait for any one of us. If only there was a way to find where they are.”

Blaise did a double take on Ginny as he heard her words. A light bulb went off above his head, shining brightly at his new idea. He snapped his fingers loudly and pushed Ginny up and off the bed. “I think it’s time we use that map again.”

“What ma . . . p. That’s brilliant! No, y-you’re brilliant!” She yelled with joy as she shook her head approvingly. “O, okay, why don’t you stay here and keep them busy while I run over there and grab the map. Then, we can find out their location and probably Parkinson’s too. Why didn’t we think about that before when Parkinson returned? We could’ve caught her sooner.” She said with excitement and she practically flew out of the bedroom before Blaise could even process what had happened.

“You . . . do that.” Blaise said, gluing his lips together awkwardly as he continued to stare at the empty spot where Ginny had been occupying a few seconds ago. “I’m stuck with the couple, again.” He said with slight rancor as he stumbled out of the room. “Where the hell are they? I need to find them first in order to keep them busy! I need that damn map, myself.” He protested as he looked around the empty common room. “They’re on their own for now, I need that map to find them.” He ran out of the room, hoping to catch Ginny while she was still in the empty corridors.

Right after Blaise disappeared; Hermione and Draco poked their heads out of Hermione’s bedroom and furrowed their eyebrows simultaneously. “What map do you reckon he was talking about?” Draco asked as he looked down at her.

“I think I have an idea of what he’s after . . . but how would he know where—oh, I understand.” Hermione said as she opened the door fully, rising from the ground since she was on her knees looking out the door. She got up and dusted herself off. “I wonder why he wanted to keep us busy.”

“He probably just wanted to ruin our Christmas.” Draco joked as he shrugged his shoulders. “Who knows? He’s quite the sadist, you know. He just doesn’t show it much.”