sekkoon

CHAPTER 15

Tuesday
January 22nd, 2008
4:02 pm
London, England
Granger Law Firm

Blaise blinked at his surroundings. Hermione pulled him into the building. The secretary looked up in surprise. "Mrs. Weasley, you are back, what a surprise!" she cried. Hermione ignored her and walked past her to her office. She unlocked her office door and pushed him inside. Blaise stumbled a little and caught his footing before he fell to the ground. He narrowed his brown eyes at her. Hermione ignored him and sat on her desk. "Sit." she ordered. Blaise remained standing, his eyes still narrowed at her. "Sit." she snapped, poting to a chair in front of her. He rolled his eyes and walked over to the chair. He sat down. He looked up at her. "Okay, honesty time." Hermione announced. "From now on you will be completely honest to me. I will not be lied to. Espeically if the aurors find something out and it happens to be true. If you had lied to me, and they use it against us in court, we could lose the case and you would be going to jail for attempted murder. Which could be anywhere from 20-30 years in prison." Blaise blinked. "So no more lies." Hermione told him. "So, the day Jessica was attacked, were you at the house?" "No." Blaise replied. "Are you lying to me?" Hermione asked. "No." Blaise answered. "I swear I wasn't at the house." Hermione nodded. "Well, why would that woman say you were there?" she asked. "She doesn't like Jessica and I because we had a baby out of wedlock." Blaise explained. "So she probably lied to get me in trouble." "Having a baby out of wedlock isn't uncommon these days." Hermione pointed out, putting a hand on her stomach. "She's a spiteful woman who never got married because no mad can compare to the almighty J e s u s C h r i s t or some stupid sh!t like that." Blaise snapped as he lit a cigarette. Hermione nodded. "Well, tomorrow after I get off of work, I am going to go talk to this Sarah Wittle." she told him. Blaise nodded and blew out smoke. "Can I go now?" he asked. "Did you learn your lesson?" Hermione teased. Blaise put on a charming smile. "Yes mummy, I have." he teased. Hermione laughed. Blaise smiled and left.

He disapperated to Draco and Pansy's house. Pansy looked up. "Hi." Blaise greeted. "Hello." Pansy greeted back. Her daughter Jasmine was in her arms. Blaise looked around. "It's quiet." he stated. "Where's Draco?" Pansy laughed. "He took the boys out." she replied. Blaise nodded and put the cigarette out. He didn't want to smoke around his goddaughter. He poured himself some whiskey. "What's wrong?" Pansy asked. "Except for Jessica being in the hospital and them thinking I did it?" Blaise asked. Pansy sighed and nodded. "That religious b!tch Sarah Wittle told the aurors that she saw me leaving the house on the day Jessica was attacked. I was never there!" Blaise cried. "I will get that sl*t." "Do you think you should be saying that? I mean, all the aurors are after you. They believe you tried to kill your fiancee." Pansy teased. Blaise laughed. He drainked the glass of alcohol. "I will get her though." she promised. Pansy looked uncomfortable.

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Tuesday
January 22nd, 2008
9:30 pm
London, England
Sarah Wittle's House

"Okay Precious, let's get ready for bed." Sarah said to her poodle. The poodle barked. Sarah laughed and set her bible down on the table. Precious growled and ran from the room. Sarah yawned and rubbed her eyes. She stood up and stretched. A yelp was heard and she froze. "Precious?" she called. "Precious?" But the dog didn't come. She started to feel nervous. She walked from the room and down the hall. She screamed when she saw her dog lying on the ground dead. It's insides were now on the outside. Tears filled Sarah's eyes and fear flooded through her. She ran back down the hall and into the room she just left. She picked up the phone and started to dial the aurors when she heard laughter. The phone fell to the floor. She turned and saw a cloaked figure leaning against the wall. Sarah's eyes grew wide. She turned and started to run from the room. The person waved their wand and she tripped. Sarah fell to the floor. The person picked up her bible. Sarah rolled onto her back and started to slowly crawl backwards from the room. Her eyes were on the figure the whole time. "Please, no." she pleaded. The person laughed again and hit her hard on the head with the bible. Three, four, five, six times. Blood splattered everywhere. Sarah's body fell back against the hardwood floor. Ten, eleven, twelve times. And Sarah was dead.

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