Hey guys. This is my sequel to Blood Red. Again I apologize for this not being out by the end of October. Well I hope you all enjoy. My writing is a tad rusty so I apologize in advance. Please follow, favorite, review. Whatever. If I could have more fan fiction emails than college emails when I wake up tomorrow that would be great.
Also I'm going to have some swearing in this one. I hope no one minds.
"Go take a nap Draco, you're exhausted," I ordered sharply, staring down at him. "I'll take watch."
"Hermione, for the sixteenth time-," He tried to protest.
"Now!"
"Fine!" Draco finally snapped, glaring down at me. "I don't like this."
With that he stormed to the other room. I rolled my eyes at his childish behavior. It wasn't my fault he volunteered to round up remaining death eaters with Ron, Harry, and I. Something about not wanting to leave me alone with two boys, which was actually the Malfoy way of saying he wasn't comfortable staying at the Burrow. So now four people were stuffed into a tent that was cozy with three.
Right now my best friends were delivering two death eaters we had captured to Azkaban, leaving my boyfriend and I to guard the tent.
At this point, only two members of Voldemort's inner circle remained, Lucius Malfoy and Antonin Dolohov. Those were who we were out to capture before heading home. Home. The Burrow. The place which had just been growing and growing. There and Grimmauld Place were both stuffed full of people. Even Blaise was staying with the Weasleys these days, while a lot of the order was staying at Grimmauld Place now that it had been resecured.
"Hermione!"
"Draco! Shut up and go to bed! You are tired and overworked! You are recovering from an injury!" I shouted.
"But Her-"
I cut him off with a silencing charm and poured a cup of tea before sitting at the table to pour over notes. Professor McGonagall had already invited all of us to return to Hogwarts next year and, despite my best attempts, I hadn't studied nearly enough during the year spent on the run.
"Harry! You cannot just forget where the tent is you idiot!"
Just when I was finally getting some work done too.
"I didn't do it on purpose!"
"Both of you shut up and get in here!" I shouted, jumping from my seat and storming outside.
The boys were standing just outside my enchantments, fully cloaked. I grabbed the back of their shirts and pulled them inside.
"We are camped here because Malfoy senior and Dolohov are somewhere close according to Kingsley. So shut up!" I hissed.
"Sorry 'Mione," they muttered sheepishly.
"Just be careful. Did you get the food from your mom Ron?" I asked leading them into the kitchen and pouring them tea.
"Uhh no. She didn't have any left over," Ron stammered out.
"Really," I pursed my lips and turned.
Ron and Harry had finally taken off their hoods, and unless Harry bleached his hair and Ron was going for the buzz cut look, they weren't Ron and Harry.
"Nice try Malfoy, Dolohov, but you didn't give us enough credit. We've had this figured out for a long time now," I grinned and reached for my wand.
"Looking for this mudblood," Dolohov laughed cruelly as he twirled my wand through his fingers,
I flinched and moved towards the steaming kettle. I had majorly screwed up with the silencing charm I realized, unfortunately too late. Draco wouldn't be able to hear me if things went south, which was happening rapidly.
"Harry and Ron will be back soon. You won't be able to do anything to me!" I snarled with false bravado.
"They're delivering our fellow death eaters to Azkaban. The papers will take several hours at best," Lucius sneered at me.
The resemblance to Draco was quite uncanny, only he wasn't Draco. He was a murderer.
"Rumor has it, you're in a relationship with Draco. I'm not sure why he would ever want someone like you," Lucius said thoughtfully. "You aren't even a witch. You're filth, not worthy to lick the dirt off my shoes."
With every word he moved closer to me and I was backed further against the counter.
"Lucius? May I?" Dolohov requested.
Without taking his eyes off me, the elder Malfoy nodded slightly. I jumped as my wand was snapped into two pieces, splinters of wood flying everywhere. The whimper that forced its way through my throat was unstoppable. That was my wand. Without it...
"Without it you're just another filthy muggle that needs to be eradicated," Dolohov chuckled maliciously.
I glared up at Lucius Malfoy.
"You aren't even pretty. You are just ordinary. But apparently my Draco sees something in you-"
"He isn't your Draco!" I spat at him. "Not after what you did to him. And besides, he isn't something to possess. He is a human being, not the newest broom model you ignorant, pathetic, son of-"
Large and freakishly strong hands clamped around my throat hard, cutting off my tirade. Suddenly I was consciously aware of the cold counter pressed into my back, the sudden lack of purchase my feet were receiving as I was lifted into the air, but most of all the fact that I was completely and utterly alone. As alone as I had been in the dungeons of Malfoy Manor, before Draco, before... I can't breath,
Draco! Please!
Black spots swam across my vision.
I lashed out, but against an adult man the little self defense I knew was useless.
I want...
Draco!
Stay awake! Hermione! Stay awake. Stay... stay...
The pressure was gone from my throat and I drew in a ragged breath. My legs weren't working and I crumpled to the floor in a trembling heap.
"I'll kill you Lucius!" Someone screamed.
In my oxygen deprived daze I vaguely recognized that voice.
"Not if I get you first my son."
"If she is dead, no force in heaven or hell can stop me from giving you a death so painful Voldemort would be proud," the familiar voice repeated.
Draco! I coughed and weakly stood.
The two Malfoy men stood dueling over Dolohov's body. He must have been stunned. I hope he was stunned. Draco wasn't a killer.
"Expelliarmus!"
A wand flew through the air. A wand incredibly familiar.
"You're finished blood traitor! I will kill you!" I could see Lucius smirking as he forced Draco to his knees. "Avada K-"
"Stupify!" I rasped, quickly grabbing Draco's wand and hitting Lucius square in the back with my spell.
The older man collapsed. Draco scooped up his father's wand and trained it at his head.
"Don't! Please! This- this isn't you! D-draco p-please!" I coughed, finally pulling myself into a sitting position, leaning my head against the fridge.
"He- he would have! He would have killed you," Draco continued to stare at the man who had raised him in disgust.
"Don't be like him," I coughed, and rubbed my throat.
"I hate you! You deserve to die! But for her," the blonde lowered his voice and glanced at me. "I won't kill you."
"Thank you,' I breathed.
Still trembling with rage Draco bound the two death eaters together tightly.
"Hermione! Are you okay?" He finally turned his attention to my tightly curled form.
I could only shake my head no. When he placed a warm hand on my cheek I flinched and his eyes filled with hurt.
"Back to square one I see," he muttered.
"I'm sorry. I didn't mean to..." I whispered staring up into his incredibly vulnerable eyes.
He pulled me into his arms gently, cautiously. I coughed slightly and Draco touched his hand to my throat.
"I was so alone! Just like before, I was alone! I thought I was getting better... Draco, I was getting better. But now-"
"Shh, Hermione it's okay. Your nitwit friends will be back soon, and for dinner we'll be back at the Burrow. We can get our Blaise time and Potter can get his Weaslette time and Weasley can get his food time," he murmured to me.
I pressed my face to his chest and chuckled through newly falling tears.
And that was how Harry and Ron found us an hour later. That is how our story begins.
So, what do you think? Next chapter the real excitement begins. Please review. I know this isn't my best piece so I'm really sorry. Also If you haven't read 'Spilled Coffee and Unexpected Guests' it's a short fluffy one shot I wrote. Dramione, as always.
Also, 'Blood Red' in Draco's view isn't abandoned. I just figured you'd want this more than that.
One last thing, I'm working on a nice angsty one shot that should be up soon.
On a personal note, I found out that I will get to play piccolo next year in marching band and I am super pumped! In case you don't know, piccolo is basically a smaller flute that plays an octave higher than flute. Also I just got my green belt about a month ago in tae kwon do. This whole thing sounded really conceited. Sorry. I just have a lot of feelings:)
Okay I'm really done now. Please review! Have a great day! I'll try to update soon!
