Chapter One- Lies of Omission
****YES! There a LOTS of holes right now, but it's all a part of my plan, please stay with me—it will all be explained! I swear!*****
He passed out again, muttering about angels. I was given the opportunity to study him. Before the war he was an arrogant and self-righteous child who appeared to only worry about himself. However in our sixth year the game changed. The world he had once relished in was now as dark and scary a place as mine, in some ways I'd even guess darker. He hid it well, almost too well. I suppose that was my first clue that there was something different about him when he stepped onto the train. He was almost too calm. I watched him and leaned against the seat on the other side of the compartment and remembered the conversation almost three months ago…
Draco and his parents were sitting in the great hall, almost as if they didn't know what to do. The rest of us were working on removing the bodies from the great hall and placing them in a special room that had been magically enchanted by the nurses and doctors at St. Mungos. I, well myself and several others were walking through making numbers, giving counts on dead and injured. We were told to put a green cloud over them if they were going to be okay, a red cloud if they needed emergency attention and a black cloud if they were dead, or weren't going to make it. I stopped in front of a small boy; he must have been a first year. He had platinum blonde hair that was extremely bushy; he looked up at me with tears in his eyes, trying so hard to be brave. He had severe deep cuts over his body; there was no way he was going to live. I knew what I had to do, but I couldn't. I put my wand over him and he smiled.
"It's okay, I know I'm going to die-please, save the others that have a chance." I stopped and stared at him and fell to my knees burying my face in my hands and sobbing. Oh it was such a relief to cry. It was over, the hiding, the fear, the pain it was over. I felt someone standing over me and begin whispering.
"You better get ahold of yourself Granger." Draco hissed. "The last thing these people need is to know is that they all look pretty hopeless in your eyes."
I stood and faced him and wiped my eyes. "Shut it Malfoy, either be helpful of sit down." I went to the next body, and smiled flicking a huge pink heart over them. Luna and Neville were sitting together on a cot while she tended to his leg that had been severely burned, however she knew the spells. They both blushed when they saw it.
"Granger, please…come with me for a moment." Malfoy whispered walking along side me. "I…I need your help."
I sighed and looked at him. "Please?" He begged and I looked around the room, pretty much everyone was good, there was at least twenty people doing spells and walkthroughs.
"Fine Malfoy, just…fine." I followed him outside the great hall and out towards to the front entrance.
We walked outside and he kept walking. I didn't want to move to far away from the castle; I had my wand out convinced that he was playing a trick. He stopped in front of a small patch of flowers I couldn't help myself. I began to laugh, loudly.
"Draco Malfoy is bringing the Mudblood to a patch of flowers after a war between their sides broke out"
He sighed and slowly sank to his knees. "I needed to get out of there….and you did too."
I raised an eyebrow. "What are you talking about Malfoy?" I asked.
"Ron's…not what he seems…please, please believe me. I know you have every reason in the world to think I'm lying, but I swear to you-I'm not."
I shook my head and began walking back towards the castle.
"Hermione please!" He cried standing and running to me. "Please! Hermione please!"
"You really expect me to believe the word of a boy who's made me feel so ugly and worthless over a man who thinks the world of me?" I shook my head. "Look, I don't know what's wrong with you but I can't believe you."
"Hermione please!" He grabbed me by my arms and looked at me. "Please, something happened! I don't know what but he is NOT the Ron you know!"
My heart began racing and I was having hard time breathing. "Malfoy….you're scaring me." I whispered.
Draco had tears in his eyes and let me go. "I'm sorry…I'm sorry."
He wrapped his arms around me and hugged me. "Please, please I'm so sorry….please believe me…."
"Oi! Bloody 'ell!" Ron called storming onto the grounds. "What the bloody 'ell is going on?" I pulled away from Malfoy and into Ron's arms.
"He's just acting strangely." I whispered. "Let's just leave him." I whispered rubbing Ron's back. A weird sense of control had just happened and I didn't like it. "Well, only because you asked." Ron said smiling at me as we walked towards the castle.
Mrs. Malfoy came slowly down the steps and seemed to step very widely away from Ron, but I shook my head, I was being crazy this was Ronald! I have known the man since he was eleven years old.
I crawled out of my seat and got very close to Draco's face. He had seen it, when no one else could. I had thought about that conversation several times, how could Draco have seen the switch in his demeanor so quickly? Most of those nearest to him hadn't even seen a change in him now. Ron was still mostly himself, however I wasn't stupid. If I wasn't careful I could end up in an abusive relationship. Harry had to hold him back when I reached out for Draco and I could hear Ron shouting after I closed the door…I knew he would be angry with me, and I didn't want to think about what he would do. Last night he had grabbed my arm a little too hard, and was much more forceful with his goodnight kiss…but I didn't want to think about the prophecy right now, It would be too much.
Draco opened his eyes and stared at me. Neither of us spoke, there was something in the air, but I couldn't place it. He slowly sat up and took my arm. His eyes never left mine as he rolled up the sleeve. I closed my eyes and looked away. How did he know?
"Has he done it yet?" He whispered softly his fingertips tracing over the scars that now covered my arm, and my chest, and my thighs and legs. I just shook my head.
"Please, Please Hermione it's not what it seems, please let me made the vow-I swear to you I will protect you."
I shook my head and looked up at him. "He'll know." I whispered softly.
Draco began shaking his head. "No, no the prophecy needs to be wrong…there has to be another way."
I shook my head. "Dray, there isn't. It's happening now." I whispered. "It came into play just this afternoon."
He stood up. "No, No….we're almost at the school…we can do it…once we get there we can find someone, McGonagall, she'll know what to do." He began nodding. "Yeah, we're almost there."
"The coast is clear, home sweet home." I whispered softly. He walked to the window and you could see the castle. "No." He said punching the window, the glass shattered, than repaired.
"The dark lord is gone, but more darkness is waiting." I whispered softly speaking the words we had both heard in the flowers.
"An attack unseen, and a recovery overdue." Draco whispered back looking at me.
"The miracle must come before December." I whispered grabbing his hand.
"Or death shall be her fate." Draco whispered. "Baby, please stay by me and tell the professors. I'll make a unbreakable vow, I will protect you, I won't let it happen!" He was talking fast and I wrapped my arms around him silently begging him to stop.
"The coast is clear, home sweet home, the dark lord is gone, but more darkness is waiting. An attack unseen and a recovery overdue, the miracle must come before December…or death shall be her fate." I recited again looking into his steel gray eyes.
"The coast is clear, after the war. Home sweet home, Hogwarts." Draco whispered softly piecing together the puzzle we already knew.
"An attack unseen, Ron will do something to me." I whispered softly. Draco pulled me tighter to him and began stroking my hair.
"A recovery overdue…my stuff, with the war." Draco murmured softly.
"The miracle must come before December." I whispered, so confused by this line, as confused as he was although the last one had clear meaning,
If we couldn't figure out what the miracle was before December….I would die.
Yes, I know, Draco and Hermione are pretty chummy. Hold on though the next chapter is that Summer and how they came this way.
Yes, Hermione deliberately ignored the prophecy
No Hermione is not cutting!
No Ron is not doing it to her either!