[Author's note]
Hey guys! I'm really new to ; though ive been annonymously stalking many stories here for a long long time. :) I'm a new Harry Potter fan, so mind me if i get some facts wrong. Well, obviously this isn't following Harry Potter's original storyline, and some things i write about may be out of character? Such as later, you'll see. :) Please continue to read and review! I try my best to write as quickly as possible and to the best of my abilities. Also, tell me who you'd like Hermione to end up with! As i mentioned earlier, i recently fell in love with Harry Potter, and even though Draco and Hermione never had ANYYY sort of friendship/romance between them, i think theyre adorable. :)
Things you need to know before reading this chapter;
-In the previous chapter; the dance that took place was one of the three balls that Hogwarts is holding to celebrate the 1003th anniversary of the school. Hence, three balls. The ball in the previous chapter was the second one, the one happening a few chapters later would be the third and final one. Which would also be the grandest one.
-In this chapter, as you will know later. I've written that Voldermort had written a letter to Harry and Ron. You'll know why. I know that its terribly out of character, but hey, this IS a fanfiction after all.
-Slytherin and Gryfinddor share the same dorm area. Top and bottom right belong to Slytherin, Top and bottom left belong to Gryfinddor.
-Also, in this story, Lucius Malfoy isn't a death eater, however he's devoted to Lord Voldermort. As to why he isn't a death eater, it'll be explained later in the story.
Chapter two; I'm not in love, this is not my heart.
"All he knew was a lifeless, pale Hermione was lying on the bed motionless."
"Hermione? Hermione! Respond please." Ron pleaded her. Checking for a pulse, he could feel her heartbeat. It wasn't like a normal heartbeat. It would go really fast, like she was running, then stop for awhile. And start to beat slowly again. Harry looked through spellbooks frantically, trying to find what was wrong with his dear friend. Ron grabbed Hermione's hand and squeezed it. "Hermione. Whats wrong. Please be okay." Harry put a hand on Ron's shoulder. "Look at this." He said, with a vicious anger in his voice. He handed Ron a letter.
"Harry Potter. And Ron Weasly.
This must be quite a surprise for you two. Well you see, Potter, Weasly. You killed my precious, most loyal servant. And so i thought it would be, nice. To get even. You like to play fair, dont you? Hermione Granger was alone last night in her dorm, everyone else was partying. Well that was my chance to strike. Shes been hit with my Unforgivable curse. Two of them actually. It was so fun watching her tortured. The last thing she said before she passed out? 'Dont hurt them'. Rather sweet of her, dont you think? She must be dead by now, morning yeah. Well, writing this letter has been a colossal waste of my time. Good day.
The dark lord."
"Its him." Ron crushed the paper. "Last night, dammit. If i had never left her, this wouldnt have happened." He said through gritted teeth. He felt helpless as he looked on Hermione's body lying, still motionless. With clenched fists, he punched the wall, and let out a cry of despair. "Dammit Harry, this is my fault. I should never have left her."
"Yes, you shouldn't have. Lucky for you, I saved her sorryass before she dropped dead." Draco Malfoy's cool voice rang throughout the room as he stepped into Hermione's dorm. Harry's eyes turned cold, "What do you mean you saved her. You were probably the one who let him in, weren't you!" He brought up his wand and directed it at Draco's face. Draco simply pushed Harry away, walked towards Hermione and put a towel over her head. When he was checking her pulse, Ron lost it.
"Dont you touch her, Malfoy! Youve been making our lives miserable from day one, you did this to her, didnt you!" Ron pushed Draco away, a tear of anger dropped from his cheek. "Dude, im trying to help. If it wasnt for you, she wouldnt be like this. I needed to use the loo, I passed by her dorm and heard her scream in pain. Of course, it was barely audible over the party downstairs. I walked in and saw her on the ground, shivering. I saved her life Weasly, dont push it." Draco spat out, shoving Ron into the wall. "And why should we believe you Malfoy. You hate us. You should be delighted that Hermione was attacked." Harry spoke in a voice Ron had never heard before. The level of hatred of pain in his voice was never heard of before. "Oh you two I despise. Utterly despise. And yes, Hermione is my enemy, but i'm not so heartless. Besides, she look rather cute yesterday, dont you think so Ron? She was your date afterall." Draco smirked, clearly enjoying that the potter-weasly duo is now indebted to him for saving their bestfriends' life.
"Shut up Malfoy! You have no place being here, get lost." Ron shot out every word with as much conviction and hatred as he could. He couldnt believe that when Draco Malfoy was there for Hermione, he wasn't. He felt a pain surging through his body, starting from his stomach to every where else. He fell to the ground, ran a hand through his hair. "What have i done Harry. I should have been there for her." Draco, though surprised at this sudden movement, simply said,"Yes you should have. Through her pain, she even told me to go and look over you, Ron. She knows Harry is impervious to curses cast by The Dark Lord. That was the only reason you are well and alive now. The Dark Lord wanted you, Ron. She saved you."
Ron cried. For the first time in five years, he cried. He didn't want to cry infront of anyone, definitely not Draco Malfoy. But he couldnt help it. He felt like such a prick, not treasuring his bestfriend and what she did for him. Thinking back, Hermione did so much for him, and he treated her like crap. "Look Malfoy, you've said your piece. Leave now. We'll take care of Hermione." Harry spoke. Draco shrugged, gave a backward glance to Hermione and walked off.
"This is all my fault, Harry." Ron said, with tears streaming down his cheek, the pain in him burning like never before. He walked towards Hermione, and thought,"I should have known better, Hermione. I should have been there for you." With that, he turned towards Harry, told him that he was going to report the matter to Dumbledore and left.
Awhile later, Hermione's eyelids fluttered. She woke up, her mind still in a daze. Pain sprang throughout her body while looking around. Through her blurred vision, she recalled the events of last night.
-Last night; Hermione's bedroom, flashback in her mind.-
'Voldermort. What are you doing here?'
'Well, my dear Hermione. I'm here to exact revenge. My favourite death eater was killed at the hands of your dear friends, Potter and Weasly.'
'No, dont you dare touch them.'
'Mudblood dont you tell me what to do. This is your turf, i can't make too much of a mess. Otherwise everyone would come. Where is that Weasly anyway.'
'Shut up. Dont touch him.'
'How very brave of you, Mudblood. If i cant touch him, im gonna have to do you then. How convenient, here we are, in your dorm, alone. Over the loud party downstairs, no one would hear. Hell, thats how i got in.'
'Don't. Touch. Ron.'
'We'll see, Mudblood.'
He casted one of the Unforgivable curses on her, saying that putting the death curse, Avada Kardava, on her would be too easy. She needed to suffer. She dropped to the floor, pain burning through her every cell. She screamed in pain, but no one heard her. Soon, the pain got too overwhelming. Before she passed out, she could make out Draco Malfoy's features. The striking blond hair, the stunning cheekbones, the icy blue eyes. Then, she passed out.
Hermione's eyes sprang wide open. "Ron. Ron. RON! Harry, where is he. Is he okay?" The moment she said that, Ron pushed open the door. At the sight of Hermione safe and conscious, he gave a sigh of relief. Tears of joy dropped down his cheek. Hermione let go of some of her tension, ignoring the pain, relieved at the sight of Ron being okay and free from harm.
Harry sensed that they wanted to be alone, and left. Ron kneeled by Hermione's bedside, grabbing her hand. "Hermione, i've been a dick. I should never have left you alone at the party last night. You shouldnt have taken the bullet for me, I deserved to be punish, Hermione. I'm, I'm so terribly sorry." Ron spoke from his heart, tears rolling down his cheeks. Hermione smiled a little, stroked his hair as he buried his face in the bedsheets. "Silly, i'm okay now, aren't i? I dont blame you."
With the sun shining on them, the two bestfriends hugged. Ron returned to class, and Hermione rested in bed.
When Ron left, Hermione gave a sigh of relief. "Atleast, atleast hes alright." She thought. "Well, someone seems better." Draco Malfoy smirked as he walked into her dorm. Hermione smiled inspite of herself. "Thank you, Malfoy. For yesterday." She meant every word. If it werent for him, she wouldnt be alive now. "It comes with a price, Granger." Draco kept that signature, sexy smirk of his on his face as he walked towards her bedside. "You feeling alright?" Hermione nodded her head. After the events of last night, Hermione's view of him completely changed. She used to think he was a cowardly bully, who relied on his father to get whatever he wanted.
"Youre lucky, Granger. That I was walking past your dorm when The Dark Lord attacked you with the Cruciatus Curse. Otherwise you could very well be dead by now." Draco said with a hint of arrogance as he brought Hermione's chair towards her bed and sat down. "Yeah, i know that. Didn't i thank you already, Malfoy? And, what were you doing in Gryffindor's side of the dorm anyway?" Hermione asked. She had never thought about that before. And what could a wizard, no matter how good Malfoy was, do against someth - someone as powerful as Voldermort?
"Uhm.. I was talking to some Gryffindor chick, she dorms somewhere above your level. She was my date for the dance, she had some stupid headache, so I brought her back up to her dorm. Then i walked past your dorm, and saw you out cold." Draco explained. Hermione was impressed. Who would have thought someone like Draco Malfoy was such a gentlema, to bring his date back to her dorm, a Gryffindor even! "How did you fend him off, Malfoy?" Hermione asked out of curiousity. Draco looked down, as if debating with himself to tell her anything. "None of your business, Granger. Just remember, you owe me one." Draco winked and walked out of Hermione's dorm.
"See you around, then Malfoy?" Hermione asked. "Sure, Granger." Draco smiled. She thought he looked miles better. When he left, she lied down on her bed once again. "That Malfoy isn't that bad afterall." She thought to herself.
When Draco left, he realised his heart beated faster when he was talking to Hermione. "Oh Merlin, this must be some joke." He thought to himself, never in a million years would he fall for Hermione Granger. He too, was confused, as to why he helped her. In the past, he would have just laughed and walked away. "I'm thinking into it too much." He said to himself as he went for class.
[Author's note]
Not alot happened this chapter, but please continue to read and review please! :) Your support means the world.