Printer Friendly Version ] [ Report Abuse ]
Back Next

The Next Attack by LillyRoseanne
Chapter 15 : The Countdown
Rating: MatureChapter Reviews: 1

Background:   Font color:  

Chapter 15
The Countdown

*~ 9:00 ~*

“How long now?” Willow asked quietly

“Five hours” said Ginny with a smile. “I’d better start doing your hair.”

Willow nodded, Ginny picked up the magical straightners and turned them on, they began to hum quietly. She picked up a strand of hair and ran the straightners down it once, immediately her hair was straight, smooth and glossy, she continued until all Willow’s waist length hair was straight. Ginny pulled the top section of hair back and tied it with a bobble exactly the same colour as her hair, then she picked up the magical curlers, she curled the full length of the top section, then, the ends of the bottom section.


“How much longer?” Draco Malfoy Demanded of Crabbe and Goyle, his best men.

“Five hours” said Crabbe

“Why can’t time go faster, the sooner she’s mine the better.”

“Why are you so impatient Malfoy?” asked Goyle

“I’m not impatient, I’m just nervous O.k.!” He snapped, pacing the room impatiently.

“Just breathe Draco, calm yourself.” Said a cold voice from the doorway. “Nothing will; go wrong, you will have your wife, and a loyal son in good time.”

Malfoy looked up, “Yes my Lord.”

“The more you panic, the more likely it is that you will make a mistake.”

“Yes My Lord.”


“Where is he?” asked Harry

“He’ll be here.” Said Remus

The door burst open and Ron ran in. Harry and Remus whipped round.

“I’ve got them!” he said holding out the three invitations. “As long as we’ve got these, we can get in. Have you got the polyjuice ready?”

“It’s all sorted.”

“No animal hairs?”



*~ 11:00 ~*

“I am not having a death eater walk me down the aisle!” she screamed at Crabbe.

“But it is already arranged, we cannot change it now.” He said quickly.

“Well find a way to change it!” she snapped, I don’t care who it is, as long as it is not a death eater.”

“I will see what I can do.”


“She what!”

“She refuses to walk down the aisle, if a death eater is giving her away.”

“Right that’s it!” he stormed towards the door. “She will be grateful for what she has got.”

“Wait Draco.” Said a voice from the corner of the room. “I know a way around this.”

There was a knock on the door.


“Excuse me Mr Malfoy Sir, but there is someone here to see you.” Squeaked a house elf.

“Who?” Malfoy asked

“An old man, he wishes to offer his congratulations, and his services for the duration of the wedding.” It said

“Send him in.”


“I hope this works, if He gets caught.” Said Harry.

“He’ll be fine, as long as he makes sure he drinks it every hour.”

“But what if…”

“Stop worrying Harry, for goodness sake.”

“O.k., but Ron, if anything happens in there, thanks mate, thanks for everything.”

“It’s been a pleasure Harry, and I wouldn’t have missed it for the world.”

*~ 1:00 ~*

“Are you sure you’re not hungry?”


“Not eating won’t make time go slower you know.”

“Fine, I’ll have a piece of toast then.”

Ginny sighed in relief, nodded to the house elf, and then froze. The house elf vanished, and she whipped round and stared at Willow. “That’s it!” she cried, “I knew you reminded me of someone!”

“What? Who?”

“Your brother.”


“No, your real brother, I’ve been thinking about it since I first met you and now it all makes sense.” She babbled excitedly. “I know who your brother is!”


“I daren’t say, someone might hear, but rest assured, he knows about the wedding and he will be here to stop it.”

“How will he know?”

“If he is who I think he is, he will either have found out on his own, or will have been told yesterday, the day he became your next of kin, your oldest, of age, blood relative.”

“How will he know where to come?”

“Trust me, he’ll know.”


“Malfoy you need to eat.” Said Goyle

“I’m not hungry.” He snapped

“We won’t be having dinner until bout five, you’ve got to eat.” Said Crabbe

“Fine I’ll have some toast.” He said slowly, nodding to the house elf, which disappeared.

“Why are you so worried?” asked Crabbe “It’s not like there’s anything that can stop her marrying you.”

“No, very true.” Malfoy replied and sat down on the bed.”

“You mustn’t worry young man, if you love her, and she loves you, nothing can go wrong.” Said the old man.

“Thanks, After we’ve eaten, you can go and introduce yourself to my fiancé.”

“It would be a pleasure.” He said.


“Well it’s 1:00 and the wedding’s at 2.” Ron said, so, should we…?”

“No, we wait till twenty past.”

“Why twenty past?”

“Because at twenty past two, they will ask the question.”

“What question?”

“The one about the lawful reason why the can’t be married, which is when we start transforming, so by the time I have said I object, I’ll be me again, and Remus will be ready to protect Willow and Ginny.”

“Is it really that simple?”

“Yeah.” Harry said, Simple, except for the fact that, there are about 200 death eaters in the same room as us, and that then, the order and aurors, have to blast their way in to help us get out.”


“You’re not telling me you didn’t know the plan.”

“Well sort of, but I didn’t understand how you were going to stop the wedding that’s all.”

*~ 1:30 ~*

There was a sharp rap on the door, Ginny answered it.

“Who are you?”

“I will be walking Willow down the aisle.”

“Are you a death eater?”

“I should hope not.”

“Come in then,” she said stepping back.

Willow stood up, she was in her wedding dress now, and looked gorgeous, the old man felt tears pricking and the back of his eyes. If she wasn’t about to be married to Malfoy, he would have been so happy for her. He blinked.

“Good afternoon, I am Merin Lupus, and old acquaintance of Lucius Malfoy, I will be walking you down the aisle.” He said

“Are you a death eater?” Willow asked

“No, but I have been sworn to secrecy of the whole affair.” He replied.

“Show me your arm.” Ginny asked

“Left or right?”

“Left.” Said Ginny.

The old man did as he was asked. Seeing no dark mark upon his arm, Willow nodded. “You’ll do.” She said and sat back down.

The old man sat down on the bed beside her, and took her hand in his. “I knew you before you were born, I know you now, and I am proud of the woman you have grown to be. Stay close, even when I have given you away, and you will come to no harm, stay close and the brother you dreamed of will show himself in due course.” He stood up, and kissed her on the forehead before going over to Ginny. “ Though my name is different my wild heart is still the same, in your bouquet find the wood that chose your heart, and her brother, who knows your heart will show himself in due course.” He moved to the door. “At one forty-five Miss Weasley will be collected by Mr Malfoy and taken to the ceremony, at one fifty-five, I will take Willow to the ceremony, I will be back at twenty to one to ensure that you are ready before Mr Malfoy comes.” With that he exited the room, leaving Ginny with a huge Grin on her face.


“You two had better go to the location then, Severus and I will follow later.”

“Alright Malfoy, see you later, and Good luck, in case we don’t get a chance to say it later.” Said Goyle.

“Yeah Good luck” said Crabbe

“Get going then.” He said, “and thanks guys.”

They disapparated with a loud crack.


Jottry Parre and Wesley Bardnal entered the large room and were shown to their seats at the back of the rows and rows of chairs that would soon be filled with death eaters and their families. Wesley was shivering with nerves and anticipation, Jarre was stuff with suppressed rage. They were in aisle seats, so that they could get out into the open when the time came.

*~ 1:45 ~*

“Are you ready Ginny?” asked Merin

“Yes, yes I’m ready.” She said and walked to the door. “Good luck Willow, you’ll be fine.” She smiled and left the room.

“I hope she’s O.k. with Malfoy. They hate each other so much, and he’ll be so stressed if she says one thing, he’ll probably kill her.”

“She’ll be fine, don’t worry.”


“Come on then Weasel, hurry up.” Snapped Malfoy. “You will stay by my side, unless I say otherwise. Understand?”

“Yes Master.”

“Good, we will apparate now.”

“Where to?”

Malfoy grabbed Ginny’s shoulders and slammed her against the wall. “Did I give you permission to speak?” Ginny stared defiantly into his eyes. “Did I?” she didn’t reply. He slapped her, hard. She cried out in pain. “Well, did I?”

“No Master.”

“Well?” he snapped

“Well what?” she asked perplexed. He slapped her again, on the same cheek, and harder than before.

“Apologise.” She bit her lip to stop the retort she was longing to spit at him, and blinked back the tears as she stared into his face. “Apologise.” Ginny didn’t say a word. Draco seized her shoulders and threw her to the floor. He pulled out his wand, and pointed it at her face. “Apologise, now.”

“Sorry Master.” She gulped.

“Get up.” Ginny got up slowly, aware that Malfoy’s wand was still pointing at her. “Show me your cheek.” Ginny turned her head, there were red marks on her cheek, Draco put his hand over them, and Ginny flinched in pain. “They will hurt all day, to remind you of your manners, the bruises will stay there until the end of next week, cursed slaps are a marvellous thing, the effects last longer than a normal slap, so they can be given out less frequently, and if you get another on before the bruise is gone, it hurts even more.” He removed his hand. “We will apparate now.”


“There’s Malfoy and Ginny.” Said Wesley as he clenched his fists

“What happened to her cheek?” said Jottry “If Malfoy did that…”

“Shhh, they’ll hear.” Said Wesley “You’ve gotta control yourself or we’ll be discovered.”

“Alright, I know. She looks so sad.” Jottry sighed, “I wish I could tell her I was here.”

“Well you can’t so just sit tight.” Whispered Wesley.

*~ 1:55 ~*

“Well we’d better go, come on.”

“Thankyou.” Said Willow

“What for?”

“For everything, for being here, instead of a death eater, for everything you’ve said to help keep me calm.”

“It’s been a pleasure.”

“We’d better go.”


Draco was standing nervously in front of his chair, he didn’t dare look around, he was too nervous already. She would be arriving soon, and though he didn’t want to admit it, he loved her, he really did. He would hold onto the memory of her saying ‘I do’ forever, those two small words would secure his happiness forever, and give him a son, once he had the proper tests done that is, and if it was a girl, it would be aborted, and they could have the love filled honeymoon he had always wanted.

“Draco, she’s here.”

He looked round, and grinned, she was here, and she would be his forever, nothing could go wrong now, nothing.


“Stop grinning you git” muttered Jottry

“Shut up.” Whispered Wesley

“Alright, but he’s going to get a shock when everything goes wrong for him.”

“Yeah, if it doesn’t go wrong for us!”

A/N: hope you liked it, don't forget to leave a review, thanks!

Previous Chapter Next Chapter

Favorite |Reading List |Currently Reading

Back Next

Other Similar Stories

No similar stories found!