Disclaimer: I do not own Harry Potter or anything related to it. The title names are also not unique and brought from the challenge itself.
This Makes Life Worthing Re-thinking
By Mynthia Fae
A/N: This is a response to the 180 Titles Challenge from Pride-of-slytherin2. It will be a collection on non related one-shot/drabbles. The chapter order is non relevant, and the subject of the chapters is chosen by and a list I copied and pasted into word straight from the challenge itself. (Title was chosen in the same way lol) I do hope you enjoy.
Chapter title: Destiny
Character/Pairing: Hermione/Draco
Word Count: 448
Prompt: # 141 Destiny
Summary: It is the final battle in Hogwarts, and a confrontation with an old enemy ensues with a twist of events.
Clouds crowded the night sky, blotting out the moon. But the school was not in the dark, instead being lit up by flashes of green light.
She had fled into a deserted hallway, narrowly escaping the notice of a group of Death Eaters. Breathing heavily she leaned against the wall, trying to calm her nerves.
Footsteps echoed closer to her. She took off in the opposite direction, begging her feet to be silent with each step. She rounded a corner and pushed aside a portrait leading to a secret passageway. Please go somewhere safe!
She hurried down the stairs, taking the time to quiet her steps. The portrait concealing the other end of the passage was partially destroyed, but the hall was empty. Flinging the nearest door open she pushed inside.
Wow, this is a fine coinkidink isn't it? She was in the same room that had once held Fluffy, a giant three-headed dog that was not nearly as friendly as the name suggested. She stepped into the room, memories returning to her that she had pushed aside.
The door clicked open behind her. Startled, Hermione turned to face the intruder. One of my early brushes with death were here. Only fitting that I should return to go at it again. She raised her wand, pointing it at the door as she mentally prepared herself for what was yet to come.
The door opened to reveal a tall figure in hooded robes, a Death Eater mask concealing his face. He stopped suddenly seeing the wand pointed in his direction. Raising his finger to his lips he pushed the door slowly closed with his foot. The hood was pushed back to reveal blond hair that told her who she faced without even seeing the rest of his features.
Harry versus Voldemort. Draco versus myself. Destiny. But why hasn't he drawn his wand? What trick is this?
He pulled the mask from his face, his cold gray eyes penetrating hers. The anger and the malice was gone. He held his hand out to her.
"What are you doing, Malfoy?" Hermione asked after a few minutes had gone by and curiosity had gotten the better of her. His hand was still outstretched.
"Fulfilling my destiny." He reached out and grabbed the collar of her robes, pulling her in close to him, his lips meeting hers. The war and all else faded from her thoughts as he held her close. He pulled back. "Now, if you want this to continue another time, I think Boy Wonder could use our help."
He turned and pulled the door open and was gone before Hermione could blink. Destiny has a wicked sense of humor, apparently.