Smile
Chapter 1: Lost and Found
A/N: I DON'T OWN ANYTHING EXCEPT THE PLOT!
Sun kissed curls bounced as she hummed, wandering down the corridor and minding her own business. Suddenly, a sob rippled through the air, stopping the teenager in her tracks. Another sob and a desperate gasp for air. Hurriedly, Hermione Granger put her books on the ground and crept up t the door of the third floor bathrooms. What she saw made her gape with shock.
Draco Malfoy. Head bent. Bawling his eyes out. Ever so often, he would try to stop. He would wave his wand and paper birds would appear only to disappear a moment later when he would start to cry again. He clutched at his shirt with nails bitten down from anxiety like he wanted to rip his own skin apart. He glanced up and his silvery eyes met her shocked brown ones in the mirror.
"Come to see the show, Granger?" he said in a voice that lacked his usual malice. "Come to see Draco Malfoy being broken..." He let out a bitter laugh that grated on her ears. He turned and his body slumped to the ground, his head bumping against the white sink.
"Malfoy..." Hermione whispered, sounding quite shell shocked. "Are you okay?"
""Do I look okay?!" the blonde barked out before sighing and running a hand through his limp blonde hair. Then, he rolled up his sleeves to reveal unmarked porcelain skin.
"I haven't got it yet," he breathed, fear evident in his voice. "But...the Dark Lord...HE is going to give it to me in a week. Hermione...please! Help me! I don't want to get it but I am in too deep. If i try and leave the Dark Lord would kill me or my loved ones. Just help me...please!" he wheezed in a defeated voice.
"Mal-Draco," the brunette witch began, taking a few cautious steps forward. "Come with me to Dumbledore. He can help you."
"No no no...Dark Lord.." Draco babbled.
"It's okay," she said, gently-soothingly-taking his cold hands in her small warm ones. "Even You-Know-Who is scared of Dumbledore. He is the greatest wizard of all and he WILL protect you. I will protect you."
"Can I tell you first?" he asked her, looking up at her through childlike eyes.
"Of course, Draco." she responded readily despite her surprise. As soon as she replied in the positive, he patted the tiles beside him. She seated herself beside him on the cool floor, her head banging against the sink readying herself for his tale.
The young woman listened to him as he spoke about the pressure he felt to join the Dark Lord's ranks, from his father; his mother; his relatives; his peers. She sat horrified as he told her about his mission for You-Know-Who:fix the Vanishing Cabinet in the Room of Requirement and kill Dumbledore. Hermione couldn't believe what she was hearing. Asking a sixteen year old boy to kill a man? What sort of lunatic was his father? And the rest of his relatives for that matter.
Quite suddenly, Draco burst into tears, muttering incoherently all the while. Hermione was shook out of her frozen state by the salty tears that fell into her lap in a fast and steady pace. She leaned over to the broken teen and wrapped her arms around him in a gentle hug. Draco gave a small hiccup of shock before cautiously returning her hug. He buried his face into the side of her neck, breathing in her ambroise like scent before she flt his lips twitch into a weak watery smile against her skin.
A/N: Hello everybody! Welcome to my new story! I hope you enjoy! Review please...
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