Hi!
This is just a very short fanfic I remembered while I was reading another fanfic, which you should check out.
I Must Not Cause Trouble by Wizards-Pupil. It's Geomione, for those who like it. She also has a very sweet Fremione fic entitled Snipe. It's one of the best! :D
You might have noticed that I said 'remembered' up there. No, this is not plagiarism. I thought of this as I was watching the DH Part 1 movie, when Death Eaters attacked Fleur and Bill's wedding. In the commotion, a blond guy appears, who I imagined was a certain Slytherin I loved. But until now, I still don't know who that character was supposed to be.
Anyway, read, enjoy, review!
Much love,
ThaliaMalfoy
We were attacking the Weasley house.
Well, the other Death Eaters were attacking. I stood there idly, not knowing what to do. I was supposed to be throwing curses at everything living thing I see, but I couldn't.
It was a wedding, according to Father. Fleur Delacour, the Beaxbatons representative for the Triwizard Tournament back in my fourth year, was marrying one of the Weasleys.
I used to like her, because she was always thinking about herself, and didn't seem to care about anything. How she got tricked into marrying a Weasel, I would never know.
It seemed to be a fine reception, from what I could observe from the overturned tables, ripped decorations, and spells flying to and fro. Simple, but nice enough.
They seemed to have been warned, because when we arrived, three-quarters of the guests were gone. Better for me.
I told myself I was just examining the room with slight interest, but my heart knew better. I was looking for someone.
My eyes caught a glimpse of brown, frizzy hair. There she was.
Hermione Granger.
She looked frantic, grabbing a redheaded boy I didn't recognize, and seemed to be looking for someone. A corner of my mind wondered where Potter was. I ignored it.
She didn't notice the Death Eater behind them. She didn't seem to notice anything around her. The Death Eater was wearing his mask, so I didn't recognize him. He lifted his wand and pointed it at the back of Hermione's head. I could see the words forming in his mouth. Avada Ke—
I whipped out my wand and sent a Petrificus Totalus towards him. He hit the corner of the tent, and slumped against the ground. My first spell for the night.
Hermione didn't even notice. Stupid girl. I could easily have sent a Body-Bind Curse on her. Not to give her up to the Death Eaters, never that. Just to keep her with me.
She grabbed Weasel, and looked like she was getting ready for Apparition.
I could have her in a second… Two, at most…. I was skilled enough for that…
I shook my head to clear it. What was I thinking? Of course I couldn't imprison her. Ridiculous.
I focused my eyes on her again, just to see her form twist and disappear with her two companions.
Escape, Hermione… Escape me… Escape, my darling…
Escape…
"Draco, come on," someone called from behind me, and I turned around.