Hi all! k - this is like my first crossover story and i hope it sounds gud! if not or if yes please review and say!!:)
But anyways, i just really wanted to say that this story is dedicated to njferrell who asked me to write this fanfic!! thanks - njferrell!! (u rock!!)
anywayz, hope you enjoy this!!!
Chapter 1
Hermione's POV
My mind dimly registered the soft moon's light that hit my face as I woke up, playing with my hardened features that had once been soft. My mind dimly registered those stars that yearned for me to look up at them, to be another admirer to their everlasting beauty and shine…
But I just… didn't care. I was an empty shell, void of my beloveds and my – NO! DON'T THINK ABOUT HIM! My frail heart begged me but I just couldn't let that stitch close up. I couldn't forget him, and I wouldn't! And suddenly he was there – those beautiful blue eyes smiling down at me – and so was the pain that ran like fire through my heart. Ripping open the stitches. Tearing and gnashing at my heart. Crippling me. Rendering me useless while pain washed over me, drowning me in anguish and blood. The sacred blood of that battle field. The battle field where those beautifully electric eyes saw the sun set before closing and shutting out the world. Shutting out me.
My knees came up to my chest and I squeezed, trying desperately to snuff out the pain. But it just wouldn't go. Not even my frail wall could contain it - it just barged through, clawing at my memories of Ron – Hermione…
His lone voice was the last I heard before the black surrounded me, engulfing me in its folds of blackness, granting me one last sight of my prince before sending me into oblivion.
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DPOV
I woke up bleary eyed as my alarm clock began to screech, 'Wake up Draco, wake up Draco!'
Oh, shut up! I thought as I got up out of my bed and yawned, stretching my stiff muscles.
As I brushed my teeth I took a glance at the plain mirror in front of me, and I nearly laughed as I saw my deathly pale face staring at me. lol - I could pass off for one of those freakin' Cullens any day.
(yawn) wow- I mustn't have slept enough I guess, but anyway, (shrug) who cares?
I walked down the rickety flight of stairs down to the cold kitchen. Damn! I wish I had my elves right about now! I wouldn't have to waste my time cooking this dreadful food!
I ate my lunch slowly, the only thoughts coming to my head being … blank…
I checked my watch and I sighed. Still an hour till school starts – damn!
Well, whatever, being early has to be better than being late, right?
And so it was that I headed out of my small apartment, followed the yellow brick road to the gates and walked out, never looking back at the remains of my dilapidated home.
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Harry's POV
Where was Hermione when you need her! (Like now!) Bloody hell! Couldn't the minister send this to someone other than me and Mione!! I mean, seriously! We already have more than enough on our plates at the moment and adding an overseas visit would only make it a lot worse!