OBLIVIA ENDICUS

A Somnio Eternus Fan Sequel

Written by: ajiective

DISCLAIMER:

This novel is NOT an official sequel to Somnio Eternus by finally-defeated. Oblivia Endicus is a work of an entirely different person. To those who wish to keep the story with the same ending, you may not read this book as it is a continuation in another person's imagination. YOU MUST READ SOMNIO ETERNUS first before this novel to avoid confusions and other misunderstandings.

Somnio Eternus is a Dramione fanfiction by finally-defeated which can be found on

Link: s/2005967/1/Somnio-Eternus

PROLOGUE

The most anticipated time of the year has arrived.

Across the Great Hall of Hogwarts were the magnificent decorations for Christmas. As usual, the ceiling was designed accordingly just like it had always been since. It is currently the view of a snowing sky. People went about in their business. Students and professors alike go to their respective classes. The house elves were actively preparing for dinner while all of them were busy with their work. It was yet another day in school.

Back in the dungeons, Hermione was listening to Snape discuss another lesson which for sure, she had read about ages ago. But the thing is, behind her seat was the boy she never had. Draco Malfoy. He sat there with his eyes fixed in front, ignoring the person seated in front of him and pretending to listen to the professor. The girl is obviously distracted. She couldn't focus on the lessons these past few days. She had been caught staring out to nothing several times now.

Hermione's mind is always floating to one thought: Draco Malfoy. It is always him. Why can't he look at her? Why does she feel this way? Why can't he feel the same way? And why can't what happened in Somnio Eternus be real? Hermione kept racking up her brain for answers to these questions but as clever as she is, she can't know everything.

Sometimes, it gets too much that she doesn't even realize someone was calling her attention. Just like what's happening right now.

"Miss Granger!" yelled Snape, a lock of hair falling down the side of his face. He was angry but looked impossibly calm. She wouldn't have known he was if it wasn't for his stern voice. Hermione nearly jumped out of her seat. She snapped out of her reverie and blinked at the glaring professor. "If you wish to continue being inattentive in my class, you may leave." Snape hissed. Hermione leaned back in her seat as he walked closer. The whole room fell silent as the students watch this intense exchange.

"I'm sorry Professor," Hermione muttered, blinking at him. "It won't happen again." Clearly, Hermione isn't much of a fan for Snape but she had never been scolded at for a thing such as this. Not until now. Even if she could calm down and remain confident despite Snape's yelling, today was not the right timing. She can't lift up her spirits. She felt her heart beating fast, nervous from being scolded at.

Snape replied with a swish of his cloak and moved on with the lesson, obviously giving all the hard questions to Hermione.

Just after Potions was their dinner. Hermione grabbed her things and left the dungeons alone. While she was walking down the hallway, Ginny caught up and held her arm.

"We need to talk, Hermione." She said, looking at the girl's eyes. Hermione nodded, not even bothering to mind her empty stomach.

Ginny led her by the lake where both of them sat down. The sun is still setting when they arrived on their spot. At first, there was only silence between them and then Ginny spoke.

"Ron told me you seem to be off most of the time," Ginny said, her tone soft.

Hermione took a sideway glance at her. "Why would he say that?"

Ginny moved closer and clasped her hands around Hermione's. "Hermione, even I notice something's wrong. I just wish you would tell me what that is. You can tell me anything, you know."

Hermione closed her eyes for a while. She let the memories flash behind her eyelids just like watching one of her favorite movies. She remembered every moment just like it happened this morning. She remembered the times she spent with Adonis…or Draco. They're all the same. She still loves him.

When she opened her eyes, her sight was blurry. Ginny looked worried but she waved her away. "No, I'm fine Ginny."

"No, you're not. Don't make me call you stupid." Ginny snapped. Hermione rubbed her eyes. "Okay, okay, fine. But please don't tell anybody."

Ginny nodded. "Of course, Hermione."

With a heavy sigh, Hermione spilled everything as both of them looked out to the glittering waters of the Black Lake.

None of them spoke when Hermione finished telling her story. By that time, the surroundings were dark. Ginny waited for a minute before hugging the girl. Hermione cried and cried on her shoulder.

"Why is life so mean, Ginny? He could've remembered it! And if he couldn't, then I should not too! It's so unfair. I see him every time and I can't stop thinking that we were so close to being together."

"You shouldn't be feeling like this, 'Mione. You're a great girl." Ginny mumbled. "But sometimes you just have to endure it."

Hermione buried her head on Ginny's shoulder and let her tears fall. Little did she know that Ginny already has something planned for her.