Sorry it took so long but here is a new chapter. Please tell me if you would like me to keep switching between characters or only one. This is doing better than I thought it would so thank you very much.
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Petrified Visits 2
Draco POV
I left the bouquet of ivy and star of Bethlehem flowers on the bedside table. Slowly ran my hand down her face as my eyes filled with unshed tears. It was my fault she was like this, she got petrified because I couldn't stop my father.
"I'm sorry." I said knowing that she wouldn't hear it.
I got up from the bed and crept back to the door. I looked back at the bed with Hermione and gazed at all the beds with the white curtains drawn. All of them petrified because of me and father. With great effort I tore my eyes away and opened the door.
I knew I couldn't look back at her or else I'd never leave and get caught out of bed at night. I quietly closed the door behind me. The hall was empty and I didn't hear anyone coming. Regardless I stuck to the shadows in case a prefect showed up.
The castle was dim with what little light the torches provided. I walked into the courtyard and looked up into the sky. Clouds covered the stars and the moon was barely visible. I wasn't ready to go back to the dorms and put the proud Malfoy face back on yet. I wasn't proud, not in the least.
My father was a death eater with a thirst for power. He didn't care if he hurt people, not even his own family, as long as he was in control and in the Dark Lords favor. I didn't want to be a death eater but I knew as long as I was the son of Lucius and Narcissa Malfoy I would become one.
Mother agreed that magic should be kept in all magic families and supported Father and the Dark Lord. She had insisted I go to Durmstrang Institute but Father said that I would be fine at Hogwarts, the basilisk wouldn't attack a pureblood. I agreed with Father but didn't dare mention it was to protect Granger as best I could.
I failed regardless though. I tried so hard to, I even followed her to the library. I saw her get petrified with that Ravenclaw girl. I was just leaving the library and they were down the hall looking through the mirror. I hung back far enough for them to not notice me. They barely made it down the hall before it spotted them.
I wished she hadn't of gotten petrified but I was glad she wasn't dead. I wouldn't sent Dobby to block the entrance for her not to get on the train. Even if I had she'd of found a way to Hogwarts. Probably would've saved Potter and Weasely the embarrassment from that car ride into the Whomping Willow.
The basilisk wouldn't attack a pureblood. The basilisk was the monster of Salazar Slytherin so it would only attack those who shouldn't be at Hogwarts. I don't know if that Ravenclaw girl was half-blood or muggle born. That bloody snake could petrify anyone, regardless of blood status.
It was getting late and I didn't want to get caught sitting in the courtyard. I made my way back to the dungeons. There was no one in the common room, nobody wanted to risk a little party with the teachers on edge. There was also nothing to celebrate Slytherin hadn't won a match that day.
Snores were coming from both girls and boys dormitories'. I crept to my bed in the corner and quietly got undressed to my boxers and got in bed. Classes started in a few hours but I knew that I was going to be sleeping during class anyway. Classes would be boring and quiet without Hermione in them. I hoped Madame Sprout could get those mandrake roots matured soon. Granger would hate to miss so much class. She'd probably cry once she realized how much homework she got out of.
Turning on my side I allowed my mind to slip into unconsciousness, dreaming of my Hermione safe in my arms.
