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Captured Hearts	By : nvywf2005 Category: Harry Potter > Het - Male/Female > Draco/Ginny Views: 7143 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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A/N: I'm finally trying to empty all these notebooks of stories I have piled up laughs. This is a Draco/Ginny/Harry fic I started a while ago. I do still want to finish it, but as I've said before. My main project right now is "Forbidden Fruit". I do, however, have quite a few chapters of this story written. Just like all my other fics. Enjoy!

Chapter 1:

            Two weeks after Dumbledore’s funeral, Death Eaters broke into the Weasley’s home.
Also, known as the Burrow. Ron, Ginny, and Molly were the only ones home at the time. Molly
and Ron managed to hide well enough to not be found, but just as Ginny was getting to her
hiding spot. One of the Death Eaters caught a hold of her. He didn’t kill her, but he did put a
silencing charm on her as well as a blindfold before apparating them both out of the Burrow and
back to Death Eater Headquarters. A hidden house near Little Hangleton. It wasn’t where
Voldemort lived, just a place for Death Eaters to sleep and plan things. He nor they were
interested in killing Ginny. They needed her because Voldemort knew she was one of Potter’s
greatest weaknesses. Ginny was put in a room that night and put under a sleeping charm until the
next morning.

            While the Death Eaters were situating Ginny in what would be her home for quite some
time. Molly and Ron were panicking.

“Where could they have taken her?” Ron asked looking at the clock on the kitchen wall that
normally showed Molly where the other Weasley’s were, but not this time. It only showed Ginny
being away from the Burrow. The Death Eaters hideout wasn’t plot-able. It was very similar to
Number Twelve Grimmauld Place. A person needed to have special knowledge and permission
in order to get in.

“I don’t’ know, Dear. I’d better send an owl to your father and another one to the Order.” Molly
said, wiping some tears from her face.

“Should I send two more to Harry and Hermione?” Ron asked.

“Yes.” Molly replied before rushing off to the fire place. Deciding the floo network would be a
better way to tell Arthur and then he could tell the Order himself. Ron got out some parchment,
quill, and ink before sitting down at the table to write Harry and Hermione. Both letters said the
same thing.

                                    Harry and Hermione,

Ginny’s been kidnaped. I can’t say much more, but Death Eaters broke in.
Mum and I hid, but Ginny got caught. I’ll update when I can

                                                                                                ~Ron Weasley

Next, Ron tied the letter onto Pig’s leg and sent the hyper owl off to Number Four Privet Drive.

“Your dad’s on his way to Grimmauld. He wants us to go there too. He’s also going to tell your
other brothers.” Molly explained as she walked back into the kitchen looking like she had a
million things on her mind.

“What can I do to help?” Ron asked.

“Nothing, Dear, I’ll pack us some clothes. We’ll get the rest of what we need later if need be.”

            An hour later Molly and Ron used the Floo Network and traveled to Number Twelve
Grimmauld Place.

“Molly, Ron!” Arthur said, glad to see the two of them all right, but missing his only daughter at
the same time. He ran up and hugged his youngest son and wife.

“Has anyone figured anything out yet?” Ron asked. Arthur shook his head.

“No, we haven’t. Hermione’s here though. Arrived about fifteen minutes ago. She’s up stairs.”
Ron left his parents and went up stairs to see Hermione.

            “Ron!” Hermione cried as he walked into the room. As soon as she saw him, running
toward him and hugging him.

“It’s really good to see you, Hermione,” Ron sighed as he returned the hug. Holding the brunette
in his arms for a few minutes. Wondering if the moment at Dumbledore’s funeral was just a
single one because of the events that had happened, or one that was real and would last.

            “Do you think Harry’s gotten the Owl I sent him yet?” Ron asked, pulling back from
Hermione’s embrace.

“Probably but even if he has. He’s still got to stay at the Dursley’s until his birthday. That’s what
is safest for him,” Hermione looked at Ron knowing he knew she was right. However, Ron also
knew Harry. He knew his best mate would want to help find Ginny. Even if he did break up with
her. Ron knew Harry still cared for Ginny. Loved her in fact.

            Harry was sitting up in his room after cleaning up the remains of dinner in the kitchen. He
was sick of the Dursley’s all ready. He’d told them about what had happened at Hogwarts and
regrettably Dumbledore’s death. Not out of wanting to, of course. Harry just couldn’t stand them
pressuring him. Asking why he was being so quiet, and secluding himself. After a week of them
hassling him about it. Harry finally caved in.

            “You mean that ruddy Vold-y-what-y that killed your parents . . . He’s behind all this?”
Vernon had asked. Harry nodded. “Well then you’ve got to go. That Old Man’s not here anymore
to protect you, boy.”

“He has to stay, Vernon. I made a promise,”

            After arguing about the situation for nearly an hour. Petunia and Vernon decided Harry
could stay.

            “Only until after my birthday. Then you won’t have to worry. I’ve got more important
things to do then stay here. Not to mention plenty of friends and a house of my own,” Harry told
them before leaving the room.

            So there he sat in his room a week later. Still, wallowing in his sorrow and grief. Trying
to come up with some sort of plan, but not at all sure where to begin. Especially with
Dumbledore being gone now. He didn’t even really want Hermione and Ron to help him, but he
knew they would. They wouldn’t back down. Not now, not ever. Besides Harry knew he needed
them. He couldn’t do all he was supposed to do alone. Ginny would want to help as well. So
would Neville and Luna because they’re the most loyal members in Dumbledore’s Army.

            Harry decided he would only use those three people if he really had to. Especially Ginny,
he loved her too much to let her get hurt intentionally. Voldemort would try to use her against
him if Harry kept things going. Voldemort would kill her like he’d done James, Lily, Sirius, and
Dumbledore. That’s why Harry broke things off with her. No matter how hard it had been for
him to do so.

            Harry looked to his bedroom window after hearing a small tap. Hedwig was hovering
right near it with a letter attached to her leg. Harry had asked her to start delivering his mail that
way since his aunt and uncle hated it when owls were flying all through their house.

            Harry got up and went over to the window. Hedwig perched on the desk and Harry
removed the Daily Prophet from her leg. The next thing he knew, there was another owl in his
room. It only took a few seconds for Harry to realize it was Pidwigen.

            “Come here, Pig,” Harry called to Ron’s overly-hyper owl. Trying to calm the damn bird
down. Pig landed on the desk and Harry removed the letter tied to his leg. “Damn-it!” Harry
cursed loudly as he read the news about Ginny. Knowing he couldn’t stay anywhere but where he
was until his birthday, which wouldn’t be until July.

            At the same time, Harry couldn’t’ just sit around and do nothing after his . . . friend . . .
had been kidnaped. Not to mention she was his best mate’s sister . . . His only sister.

            “What should I do?” Harry thought aloud as Hedwig let Pig rest in her cage for a few
minutes before they both took off.

“Wait. Hedwig . . . Don’t go too far. I may want to send a reply to Ron.”

The beautiful Snow Owl flapped her wings, a little before flying back to her cage. Not looking
too happy about it, either.

Ron,

I hope Hermione can be with you for comfort and help right now, since I can’t be. I’m so sorry
this has happened. If you want, since you’re of age. You could use the Floo Network to come
visit me or talk to me. Uncle Vernon and Aunt Petunia had the fireplace unblocked while I was at
school this year. Don’t know if it was by choice or not, but we might as well use it. Especially
since you didn’t pass your Apparation license test. I’m here day and night. Whenever you need
me, mate. I’m going to have Kreacher help you too. It’s the least I can do for now . . . Until I can
be there myself.

Your Friend,

~ Harry Potter ~
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